last one i swear for now sorry the thirst is real

The Start of Something Crazy - Chapter 2


A/N: Good job, Julie. Putting up another super late chapter 🙄I promise one of these days I’m going to post a chapter at a normal time guys! Anyways, I hope you guys like this chapter. For this chapter, I wanted to show some of what Negan was going through and where his mind was when he first met Katherine. There’s only a small interaction between our favorite couple in this chapter but I promise next chapter there will be more! I really hope you guys like it.

Negan ran a hand over his face as he tiredly walked towards the entrance of the hospital. It had been a long day for him. He had been up at the ass crack of dawn to go work a few hours at the used car dealership before he had to head to his second and main job, being a high school gym coach. Lucky for him though, he had taken a half day so it wasn’t to bad.

He hated having two jobs but did what he had to to pay off Lucille’s medical bills. His thoughts traveled to his wife as he made his way through the automatic hospital doors. He had decided to go and visit her while on his lunch break. He knew how hard she was fighting but he could also tell how worn down she was. The cancer had struck so sudden and quickly took over her body before they could even think of what to do.

Negan would be lying if he said he didn’t blame himself. He knew he didn’t give her cancer but he couldn’t help but think that had he been around more and not off screwing random women, he would have noticed how sick she was getting and gotten her to a doctor sooner. Maybe then they would have more options than they did now.

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Prank Wars- Part 1

The Revenge of Y/N and Misha

Hey y’all! :)

I honestly have no idea where this idea came from, but I decided it was a pretty good one, so here you go! 

Thank you so so so much to everyone who has followed or liked or reblogged my stuff- you guys made my day :)

Alright, enough of me being a sap- I hope you like this!

Warnings- language

Word count- 1024

Y/N- Your Name

You were so going to murder Jared in his sleep.

He was infamous for causing most of the chaos on set, but this week he was causing all of it. He sprayed silly string on you and Jensen during a serious scene, kicked Misha in the balls about 10 times, and was generally being a little shit. Jensen even got involved with some of the shenanigans- one day, poor Misha got pied in the face not once, but twice. Okay, that one was pretty funny, but it was still getting a little out of hand. You loved Jared like a brother, but that guy could be a major pain in the ass.

You were hiding out in your trailer while Jared and Jensen were shooting one of their ‘brotherly bonding moments’, finally enjoying a moment of peace, when you heard a knock at your door.

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So cruel -Tony x Reader

Hey, ummm this got real angsty so.. yeah. I wasn’t trying to get this heavy with it but it just kind of happened…

Warnings: cheating, drinking and mentions of alcoholism (I wrote this as if the reader were at least 21)

Request: from my Bucky @tatortot2701 37, 57, 67, 97 with Tony. All the angst please???

37. Don’t you dare touch me!

57. Have you ever wanted to hate someone?

67. How could anyone be that cruel?

97. I didn’t want to have a baby.


You crossed your arms and clenched your jaw as the tears welled into your eyes. He moved towards you and you coiled back.

 “Dont you dare touch me!” You screamed. “Don’t you ever touch me again! I trusted you and you- you cheated on me!” Your arms had uncrossed and you were clenching your hands into fists.

  “Come on, babe.” Your newly ex-boyfriend tried again. “I swear I won’t do it again. Just give me a chance.”

  “Get out.” You whispered. He took another step towards you and you jumped back further from him. “I said get out!” You screamed so loud that you could feel your vocal chords ripping.

  “I believe she’s made herself very clear.” Tony stood in your door way glaring at the idiot between the two of you. If he’d had lasers for eyes your ex would have a hole through his skull from Tony’s committed stare.

  “This doesn’t concern you, man.”

  "Get. Out.“ You were so numb that you hardly registered the hate in Tony’s eyes. With out another word, your ex backed up and finally left your room, leaving you and Tony behind.

 “FRIDAY, see that he never sets foot in this building again.” Tony instructed the AI.

  You collapsed and sat hunched against the large windows of your living room. Your arms wrapped around your waist in an attempt to ease the pain that was tearing through you. How could one person make you hurt so bad with out laying a hand on you?

  “Hey, Come on, (Y/N).” Tony cooed as he sat beside you. he pulled you into his chest and you wailed into his shirt. “He’s not worth this. He doesn’t deserve to be cried over.”

  It didn’t matter how right he was. You two had been together for three years and were planning on getting married. You had opened yourself up to him and he stomped on your heart like it was nothing.


 It took Tony two hours to calm you down and the only thing that ended up working was whiskey and ice cream. You sat beside Tony on your couch looking through the enormous glass panes at the city below you. Your eyes were red and your cheeks were tear stained and on occasion you would put your small carton of rocky road up against your eyes to try and reduce the swelling that the crying had caused.

  You sniffed and Tony rubbed your knee. “So, can I ask what happened?” He pried cautiously.

  “He cheated on me.” You said flatly, never meeting Tony’s concerned eyes.

  “Yeah, I got that… actually I think the whole tower heard that part. I meant, do you know why?”

 Your face contorted as you tried to fight back more tears. “He slept with another girl because of me.”

  “That doesn’t make any sense.” Tony shook his head.

  “I don’t want to have a baby.” You finally looked up at Tony. “He want’s to have one now but I wanted to wait until after we got married. So, he went off and I guess found a girl who was more willing.” Your voice broke on that last word and the tears broke over your bottom eye lids. “How could anyone be that cruel?”

  “I’m so sorry, kiddo.” Tony took the ice cream from your hands and pulled you into another hug. You sat there for another second before pushing away from him. You sat forward and rubbed your face before downing a huge gulp of your liquor.

 “I loved him, Tony.” You said after the sting of the alcohol burned your already sore throat. “I didn’t want to hate him.”

“Have you ever wanted to hate someone? It’s not exactly an emotion we plan on feeling.” Tony’s gut sank as he watched you finish your drink. he worried about what this was doing to you.

 You got up with your small glass and walked over to the bar cart. Tony quickly followed you and grabbed the decanter before you could fill your glass.

  “Drinking the hurt away doesn’t work. I’ve got first hand experience on this one. Trust me.” He looked down at you with a mixture of panic and pity.

  You jerked the decanter away from him and removed the top. gulping the amber liquid anyways. “Well, it will at least help tonight.” You grabbed your glass and sank back down onto the couch.

  Tony sighed as he watched you try and quench your emotional thirst.

 “Tonight turns into tomorrow and tomorrow turns into the next year of your life fighting alcoholism, which you won’t admit you have and everyone who actually cares about you has to sit back and watch you slowly fade into a hollow shell and I refuse you let you take a single step in that direction.” Tony held out his hand for the decanter and you had half a mind you spit in his face.

  But, he was right and you knew it.

  You gave him the liquor and melted into the couch. Tony returned it to the portable table and squatted in front of you.

  “You’ve been dealt a terrible hand, there’s no denying that, but you can’t take the easy way out. That’s what he did and he lost the best thing that ever happened to him.” Tony smoothed out your hair and kissed your temple. “You’ll get through this, I promise. Try and get some sleep. I’ll send Nat to check on you in the morning.”

  You looked out at the city lights and silently cried yourself to sleep. Your life had changed forever, tonight, but you had friends who were going to help you through this.

 And most of all, you had Tony.

  @whimsicalrebirth @tatortot2701 @heismyhunter @thisisthelilith @beccaanne814-blog @pickledmoon

Originally posted by bonesesmccoy

neighbors!au part. 2

Min Yoongi | BTS | M

part one

After Yoongi spilled his emotions to you that night, someone gave him your number, that someone being Jeongguk. When you asked him what the hell he thought he was doing by giving your number like a ‘buy one, get one free’ coupon, Jeongguk just shrugged and nonchalantly aired, “oh, yeah. Hyung is sick, and I already knew, so what better way to make an ill man happy by giving him a pretty girl’s number.”

Sure enough your phone was being blown up like fireworks on the Fourth of July,

“____-ah, hey you know I’m sick, make me better. Ah, I know! Go on a date with me, I’ll be cured in no time.”

“Jeongguk is ass at cooking, please make that seafood soup for me; it really is amazing, just like you. ;)”

“I’m dying and there’s a huge ass badger in here; he keeps trying to sell me a house. SOS, come quick. I can’t finance that, I’m poor.”

“You know _____-ah, you are very cute. I may be on some strong antibiotics, but nothing can make me get rid of you.”

You couldn’t lie though— Yoongi was persistent. Even as he suffered through his cold, he held his ground, and you couldn’t help but feel for him. It was truly something.

“Come on ____, give him a chance. It’s not every day that Yoongi hyung brings a girl home, hell it’s a miracle for him to even talk about a girl, and now all he does is blather on about you.”

“Hey! Jeongguk, I swear I will murder you if you bring him up again. Leave it be, and stop saying his name. You’re lucky I’m not kicking your ass right now for giving him my number―without my permission might I add.” You huffed in annoyance, going to grab another slice of pizza from the box, and pick up the remote to begrudgingly turn down the tv’s volume since Jeongguk was so invested in the probable fate of you and Min Yoongi. The movie night that you two had almost every week could wait this one time, I mean seriously―if I watch Batman vs. Superman one more time, I’m going to scream. We have got to buy more movies.

“Ha, I’d love to see you try and beat me; I’m great at everything, remember?” He arrogantly voiced and then went back to the main topic on hand, “And bring up who? Oh, you mean your boyfriend,” Jeongguk teased, earning an eye roll from you, “you know, what kind of girlfriend refuses to see her sweetheart, especially when they’re sick off their ass and nearly dying? It’s kinda rude don’t you think?” He finished, mouth garbling the rest of his statement as he went to take a quick swig from the beer that sat on the small coffee table in your living room.

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The last of her kind.

Originally posted by epikcry


Part1 / Part2 / Part3 /

A/N: Here we go with part 2.I am really sorry it took me so long to write it guys. I hope you like it and sorry for any mistakes made.It came out longer than expected. Requests are open as always and ships as well.

Word count:  4,472

Warnings: Blood and swearing from time to time.

  Your body was relaxed ,covered by the blankets over you, but it wasn’t going to be like that for long. Before the clock struck midnight, your eyes opened up, almost like you heard screams.Slowly you stood up and with your bare feet, walked towards the window. 

  Your hand gently grabbed the curtain and pulled it, revealing the darkness that was the night in this place. You were thinking about a lot of things, indeed to many for one to handle. 

  Normally you would go out and walk in the forest uninterrupted by anyone, but let’s not forget you weren’t at the same castle as before.It was night, everyone was sleeping, you were alone, the forest was peaceful . The world outside the castle walls was practically calling you.

  There was still something in you that wanted to keep you in this room. What if the king found out? What if something happened to you? You were indeed curious,but was it worth it? You were about to pull the curtains again and close off the world that was in front of your eyes, when you heard something…coming from the distance….


  If this wasn’t a sign I don’t know what was. You placed your hand onto the window and gently opened it.Stepping on the sill, you jumped down, making no sound at all. The skin on your feet made contact with the grass and the white nightgown ,on your body ,swayed with the wind.

  You looked back at the castle to make sure no one saw you. The good thing about this place was that it was covered with a thick fog, something very useful when trying to go somewhere without being caught by anyone.


  As the voice called you again, you started walking towards the forest that was in front of you. There were wolfs, glowing eyes that were looking at you, uneasy sounds coming from every direction, darkness at every corner.But to you it was nothing, as your thirst for knowledge was bigger than fear.

  How long have you been walking?You asked yourself ,as you felt your body being swallowed by the trees. No matter what, you felt like something big was waiting for you…you had to know more, you just had to.


 The voice whispered, sending chills down your back.Soon you arrived at a cliff, which was covered in a very thick, milky white fog. You knew that if you walked closer, you were going to fall.

“If you are trying to kill me, think again.”you looked around to see if the voice was still here


“Even very strong magical creatures can die, if they fall from here.I am not willing to go that far yet.”you turned around, getting ready to leave ,with disappointment in your heart.

      Zahassa don’t fall…

  You stopped walking, shocked from the name you just heard.

         Zahassa know…

“Who are you?”you turned around ,searching for the woman speaking.


   At this point you weren’t afraid anymore, with full speed you ran towards the cliff and jumped off it. Once the fog cleared, you noticed how high in the air you actually were, frighteningly high.

 “I see.”you smirked ,after realizing the truth “This is a test to see if I am a real Zahassa.” still the question remains, how were you going to land?

  You could do it like you always did, but what if there were people around? If someone saw you that would be bad. The worst case scenario would be the count or even the king, now that, that would be really bad.

           If you hesitate…you…

“Die. I know how these things work. I have lived for quite some time, I am not that dumb.”

           We will see…

“Did you just laugh at me?”you sighed out in irritation “Fine then, have it your way.” the earth was closer than it had been so far. You closed your eyes and clenched your muscles. After releasing them, your body changed, landing safely and majestically.

“What are you going to say now?”you asked , full of yourself 

     That fur…

          That color…

   After the knowledge your clan possessed, each and everyone could transform into a tiger. You were from the most oldest family in the Zahassa clan, the Langarda household. What made you special wasn’t only the things your family knew, it was the form you had as animals. Pure white, thick fur, big and very sharp teeth and jet black patterns onto your bodies.Eyes that glowed in the color of gold and limitless powers.

  Light and dark, white and black opposites standing next to one another. Your strong body ,like a glorious statue of a god, was sitting on the hill.  

“Where are you?”you asked , what you thought to be a ghost “Did I scare you?” you laughed to yourself

   Don’t think so little of me…Langarda …daughter…

“Are we that famous?”you looked towards the sound, yet there was no one there

   Indeed…you are…

“Why am I here?”you asked, walking around, the leaves crackling under your big paws

  You are the last…you must know…must…

  The voice started disappearing in the direction in front of you, so you decided to follow it. You must know?What did she want you to know? Well you were about to find out, more or less. The fog pulled away it’s white hands from a building, that was unveiling itself in front of you.

  It was old, hidden, falling apart, but unforgotten, filled with memories and many mysteries. The gigantic doors opened up in front of you and the trees pulled back their roots, making as much way as possible for you.

   They haven’t forgotten…who you…are

  She said again.Once you stepped foot in side, your body changed in it’s human form again. Looking around you started remembering things from long ago, very long ago.You heard children’s laughter and right before your eyes, three little kids ran past you and you followed them to an open space in the castle like building.There were 2 boys and one girl.

  Walking closer you saw their faces.

“Give me back my bow!”yelled out the girl and reached towards one of the boys.

“Come and get it.”he stuck his tongue out at her and started running towards you, until he went through your body. As the little girl followed ,you were able to see her face…

   You were cute…

 The voice echoed again. Yes, these kids were walking through you, because these were your memories, of the past.Memories this house has kept for you. “I was.”you sighed and stepped in front of the second boy, which was still sitting on the grass.

“You were so shy back then Lyrius.”you reached out your hand to touch his hair, but it just went through “What was I expecting…” a sad laughter came out of your lips 

“Give it back!”you turned your head to look at your past self ,fighting with the other boy.

“Agis, you were never nice to me.”you walked over to them “Dad used to say that you were doing this because you liked me.” you looked up “Why did you bring me here?”

  To see…your past…

“I know my past!”you yelled out, the memories disappearing, leaving you in the almost ruins of something you once called home.

   You are the last of us…you need to know…

“I need to know what?!Say it already!”

    You need to know….what happened…

“Stop talking nonsense.There is no point in being here, I can’t dwell in the past forever.”you started walking towards the exit, angry

    But this isn’t the past…it is as alive as you…as existent as your heart beat…

“I am the last of our clan and it will always be like this.”you trembled, as your bare feet touched the cold stone stairs.

   Yes…the last one…awake…

  Your body stopped in the middle of a motion. “Awake…”you turned around “What do you mean awake?”now this was different 

   You need to know…we are here…we are all here

“Why, tell me!”you demanded 

     Here…because we are all …a-

“IS THERE SOME HERE!”you heard someone yell out from somewhere near the house.

“Shit!”you must go, you had to. Who knew who that person was.

   You jumped off the stairs and ran towards the forest, trying to outrun the person, who might or might not be following you.Leaving the house behind you, you heard the voice for a last time, as it was fading fast.

   Come…to us…again…

  After what just happened ,you were definitely going back to that house. The question was how?You walked out of the fog once more and luckily still found your window open. Looking around to make sure you were alone, you jumped and closed it behind you.Before you were able to get in the bed, there was a knock on the door.

“Yes.”you said 

  The door opened up and a man with brown hair walked in, looking at you from head to toe.

“His Highness wishes to have breakfast with you my lady.”he bowed and was about to exit, when you stopped him

“Umm, isn’t the count here?”you were asking about the man who brought you here yesterday, he seemed nice.

“In this castle live 6 counts, you must be more specific when you ask about them.”

“Ah, I didn’t know.”you said 

“My name is count Jung Jungkook.”he bowed again “Count Hoseok is in another part of the castle.” he moved aside and a maid walked in, holding a dress in her hands “I will leave you now.”he closed the door behind himself

“Good morning my lady.”the girl bowed down and walked towards you, placing the clothing on the bed

“What is your name?”you asked her

“Pia, my lady.” she looked shy, but very cute and young. You could see the mint color of her hair peeking underneath her head rail, the coral colored eyes and watermelon lip tint.

“Pia, what are you doing here?”you asked her ,as she was placing the dress on your body

“I am afraid I don’t understand the question my lady.”she made sure everything looked good and proceeded with brushing your hair

“I mean, here in the forest. Away from the sea and ocean.”your words made her stop what she was doing. Looking into the mirror you could see her expression.

“I am just a maid my lady.”it was obvious that Pia wanted to hide something from you, but you already knew what it was

“Isn’t the land a bit uncomfortable for a mermaid?”you asked her

 The girl dropped the brush she was holding and stepped back,shocked from your words.

“My lady, how do you know?” she looked scared

“Your hair and eye color,they are of mermaid origin. Judging by your way of speaking, you are of nobility.Am I right Pia?”you stepped closer to her and pulled the head rail off. Exposing two fins, which she tried to hide with her hands.

 You picked up your bag and pulled out of it a cream, which you applied, with out her permission, on the fins.In seconds they disappeared and her breathing became more normal.

“M-my lady…”she stood up and you quickly tied up her hair and placed the rail back on

“I am very sorry for doing this to you with out asking first, but I wanted to see if this would work on you.”

 You flashed the girl a smile and her eyes started shining. She than helped you get ready, finishing your hair and everything.

“My lady you look beautiful.” she clapped her hands “His Highness has good taste in clothing.”

“You mean to tell me that…the king did?”you turned around to look at the girl

“Why yes of course. He is waiting for you.”

 Pia opened up the door for you and you made your way towards the dining hall of the castle. Once you entered the big room, you immediately felt two eye looking at you and only you. You bowed lifting your dress a bit.

“Good morning Your Highness.” you sat down, looking at him the same way he was at you

“Did you sleep well last night?”he asked you with his deep voice

“I did. Thank you for the dress, you shouldn’t have done this for me.”you said, trying to change the subject, because you didn’t actually sleep last night.

“I will do what ever I want to do.” he said and picked up his glass, taking a big sip

“Is there a problem?”you asked him, as his piercing gaze was locked on you, even as he was eating

“I am just surprised that you didn’t ask anything about this.”he placed the crystal glass back on the oak table, leaning back in his chair.

“Should I?”you weren’t hungry at all at this moment, mostly because the food you ate wasn’t of normal origin

“Most people do.”another short answer

“Well…”you leaned on the table and look directly at him “…I am not most people. I am too complicated to understand, even for the undead.” after sitting back normally you gave him a proper answer, even if the question wasn’t exactly asked in the normal way “Even if you were a demon, I wouldn’t care much. You see, as a healer I have seen many dead people and lots of blood, you are not the first and most definitely not the last. There will come more after you my king, mark my word.”

 Immediately after saying this ,you closed your mouth and looked in another direction, knowing that unconsciously you said too much about yourself.The king was about to say something, when the count known as Jungkook stepped in the hall, carrying news with himself.

“Your Highness, the duchess has come to see you.”

“Now?”asked king Namjoon

“Yes, she is waiting.”

 You stood up and started walking towards the door, when Namjoon flew to you, pushing your body against the wall. He looked in your eyes and leaned forward, until your lips were almost touching.

“Where do you think you are going?”he asked with a seductively deep voice

“To my room, I see you have a guest. I don’t want to cause you trouble.” you tried to escape him, but he didn’t let you

“You aren’t going…”leaning to your hear, he whispered the last word.”…anywhere.”

 He grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the room the duchess was waiting in. Once you stepped foot in there, the woman stood up and came closer to great you.You were shocked, she looked like a child, like you almost. Her hair was lemon blonde and her eyes in a deep sage color. It seemed that she liked to smile a lot.

“Your Highness, it has been a long time.”she bowed at him and then you, flashing a bright smile

 Next to her was a butler, he looked young, with jet black long hair, tide back and same color eyes. He quickly helped the girl sit back on the couch and passed her some kind of liquid to drink.

 You were looking at each other, sitting on the couch in front of her with the king. You wondered if you should say something, as the moment you saw her, you noticed something very important.

“Is something wrong madam?”asked the butler

 You looked up and sighed, starting to talk “I don’t think that black seed tea will help your problem.”

“H-how did you know?”the girl asked you shocked

  The same way you knew about Pia. Years of reading all kinds of books and random ‘adventures’ around the many different kingdoms that existed in this world. No matter if magical or not. You knew almost everything there was, except new found things, which you researched when you found even the smallest time gap.

“I have seen many sicknesses in my life time.”you nodded

“Yet, mine can’t be cured.”the girl looked down at her lap, with sadness filling her voice

“My duchess.”the boy placed his hand onto her shoulder

“I wouldn’t say that.”the girl almost instantly looked at you and so did the king

“Aren’t you a human doctor?How do you know of this?”asked the butler

“The cause is simple, as well as the cure.”you stood up and walked over to her “It is normal for your kind.”you knelt in front of the girl, taking her hands in yours “You aren’t aware of what you are and so don’t know what to do.”

“I don’t understand.” she became more confused with every second

“Her father is a magician of very high rank and so is my misters.”said the butler

“Her father may be, but she isn’t.”you looked at her “Do you perhaps have a harp shaped ,in a way, birthmark?”

“No she doe-”the girl jumped up and cut off the words of her attendant

“How did you know?!”

“I knew it.” you sat back down and so did she, now looking at you with bigger eyes “You were born near a special lake, deep in the forests of a distant land.”the girl nodded, her heart starting to beat faster and faster “That exact day was a festival ,held by a certain person. Before your first cry, you heard the music he played and so this happened.My duchess, you are no longer daughter of a magician…you are a nymph.”

“Does that mean, I don’t have a incurable sickness?”    

“There is no such a thing as an incurable sickness. In your case you have to go home and find a instrument which you can play with out lessons.By playing that music, your powers will be released and there will be no problems with your body.”

 The girl jumped up and grabbed your hands, thanking you a thousand times, before running out of the castle ,with her butler behind her.You sat back down on the couch.

“I guess, she couldn’t wait.”

“How did you know of this?”

 The kings voice, made you remember that he was indeed present in this room with you. The difference was that you two were now alone and you had to answer his question.

“I have seen many magical creatures and so I can differentiate them. For instance the maid named Pia, she is a mermaid of nobility.”you stared talking, when you felt a hand on your leg, slowly creeping to your waist “Y-your Highness…”you gasped in shock

“I gave you my name…call it!”he said with an even deeper voice than before

“N-namjoon, what are you doing.”he pushed you on the couch and hovered over you

“You are very special, aren’t you Y/N. You knew about Pia and the duchess.Yet when I ask you how, you tell a lie. How can I make you tell me?”he placed his lips on you shoulder, then started leaving a trail to your neck. “If you don’t hurry up and say it, I will reach your…”he was indeed close to your lips, closing your eyes something fell on the ground and he stood up to go and see, at that exact moment you ran out of the room, to your own.

 Closing the door ,you jumped on the bed and hid your face in the pillow.

“Is something wrong my lady?”Pia asked as she looked at you

“Pia, I need to ask you something.”you patted the bed and she sat down next to you

“Yes of course my lady. What is troubling your mind?”

“I have been a healer for a very long time and I know many sicknesses and their symptoms, but…I have been feeling strange and can’t seem to connect it to anything.Maybe you might know.”you said, your face still in the pillow

“Oh dear, if you don’t know my lady, why do you think I would?” 

  You lifted your head and placed it onto her lap. Pia gently untangled your hair, brushing it with her fingers, which kind of relaxed you a bit.

“I don’t know what is happening.”you sighed ,looking up at her “My heart is beating fast, but I don’t seem to have high blood pressure.My face gets all red, but I don’t have a fever.”

  As Pia was listening to you talk, she started slowly getting the symptoms that you were experiencing.

“My lady, does this happen only when his Highness is around?”she asked you

“Come to think of it, it does. Maybe the blood he drinks…no that can’t be.I have performed a lot of surgeries.” you were exited about finding a clue, but them sighed again after nothing came together as an answer.

“I think I know what is going on, my lady.”

  Upon hearing her words, you jumped up, sitting on the bed and looking straight at the girl’s face. She came closer and made sure to whisper. 

“My lady, I think…I think you have fallen in love with His Highness.”

“No that can’t be.”you pulled back a bit and leaned on the bed, turning around

“Your heart knows it my lady, you haven’t figured it out yet.”she said

  You jumped up again and looked at her “Then again…I don’t know the symptoms of love.” you grabbed your leather journal and started looking through. Pia placed her hand gently on the book and pulled it down, making your eyes shoot at her.

“My lady, love isn’t something you can cure.”she patted her chest “It is something special that is in your heart.”

  Pia proceeded with explaining to you ‘love’, as simply as she could, after noticing you didn’t know about it.Slowly but surely, you started believing her, everything started adding up perfectly.

“My lady, could it be…you haven’t experienced love before?” she gasped in shock

  You crossed your arms in front of your chest and looked at the window “Now that you have explained it to me. I can say I have felt this feeling, but it was a long time ago.”you sighed “A very long time ago indeed.”

“Will you tell His Highness, my lady?” Pia asked you directly and you jumped from the question, almost immediately 

“What! Of course I won’t.”you wiggled a bit on the bed, to find a comfortable position “To him I am just interesting, a new toy that will stay here until it breaks. Plus that he looks famous with women, I bet he already has someone he likes.”

“I can guarantee he does not, even if he has lived a long time.”Pia turned towards you “My lady, I think he brought you here because he was lonely, being alone all these years isn’t good.”

“I do know how that feels, but still I fill like a toy.”you sighed

“My lady, you are very special, I don’t know why, but I can feel something from you. Maybe something His Majesty has noticed as well.”

“Maybe…”your eyes shot back up, filled with concern

  You remembered him saying that he saw you from the forest. Which means, you didn’t notice him at all…could he…could he have seen you using your powers?No that sounded to absurd. If he did, he wouldn’t have been so shocked when you helped the duchess.  

“Oh, I almost forgot.”Pia stood up, fixing her dress a bit “I wanted to show you our herb garden.”

“You have a herd garden!”you were so exited, who knew what kind of plants grew in these parts of the land, where darkness ruled over the day and night.This information made you quickly forget about the problem at hand and rush out of the room.

  Pia opened the metal fence for you and you walked right in like you were home. In a way ,your real home had turned into something like a garden too.In here there were many plants, flowers that you never knew could have healing properties. You pulled out your sketchbook and started drawing the new plants in there, writing everything you knew about them next to the illustration . Pia noticed how into the plants you were, so she left you alone.

  Jumping from one flower bed to the other, you felt so free and happy. Nature was the element your clan ruled over, well not ruled over, maybe coexist with sounds better. In the end you spend almost the whole day in the garden.

“How can these plants get enough sunlight, if the sun doesn’t exist here?”you stood up and looked at the dark sky, that had only a bright moon to illuminate it

“When you want to survive, you find a way.”

  Upon hearing the deep voice behind you, you quickly turned around and were met with the king’s eyes, looking at you.

“Maybe they were able to collect enough light when the sun still shined here.”you bent down again and continued drawing, trying to ignore him 

“You are quite knowledgeable indeed Y/N.” his eyes turned towards the sky “A very long time ago the sun was able to reach these lands and cover them with warmth, but now only the darkness remains. 

“How long has Your Highness lived here?”you asked him

“I have been here for longer than you think.”he walked over to you and sat exactly next to your body, making you flinch from the sudden movement “These lands belonged to a very powerful and legendary clan named the Zahassa .”

 So he knows… you thought to yourself

“At that time I was very young, a child to be precise. I used to play with the children of that clan…but one day they suddenly vanished. Like smoke in the air. I haven’t seen or heard any of them since. I wonder if some of them are still alive.”he sighed 

“It sounds to me like you had someone you liked from there.”you said bluntly, without even thinking

“Well, I won’t say you are wrong.”your head snapped towards him shocked “I liked her a lot to be honest. I don’t know why I am even saying this to you.” he looked deep in thought “I think she was the only daughter of her family, I still remember the name L-”

  You suddenly stood up “I feel tired, so I will go to my room.”you bowed “I will excuse myself Your Highness.” and you ran to your bed chamber as fast as you could, jumping once more on your bed. Different scenarios started playing in your mind. He really knew your family…could you have met him in the past?Turning on your back, you started talking out loud.

“Do I know him?No that can’t be.”rolling on your side, you stared debating “Was he about to say Langarda?But there are other families that also start with an L. Like Lenda and Lethia…”you stood up and started hitting your head lightly “Uhhh, damn it Y/N. Why didn’t you stay and hear him say it!” you were rolling around like crazy, yet there was a possibility he was talking about your family…yet you didn’t believe it. 

  As you fell asleep, you weren’t aware of the person leaning on your door, on the other side. He had his back pressed on the oak, as he sighed and left…did he know who you were, or he just felt something for you…

Sweeter Than Sweet (JungKook)

Sweeter Than Sweet: “Ride me, Noona”



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“Shh,” Sammie said sneaking around with Michelle in the darkness of Tiffany’s room.

“It’s not my fault she has all her gear layed out for tomorrow. Who brings this much shit to meet a boy band for all of thirty seconds?” Michelle whispered.

“Apparently all of them,” Sammie responded.

Previously that night, while they were all wide awake and not sneaking through their way into their besties room, Tiffany showed them all of her post-it note questions for the members of the members of her favorite band BTS. She had spent countless man hours ordering albums for group orders, creating fan projects, just to be in the top seed for the opportunity to meet the Bangtan Boys.

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Winchester’s Garage and Salvage Epilogue

So I said no more parts to this, but the response I got was outrageously positive… so I made a short little epilogue to cap the series for you guys who want closure <3 Now as far as this story goes, this is not the last you’ll be seeing of it, I promise. I have oodles in store BUT that will be in the future. I’m going back to requests now. I leave for Japan shorty and I’d rather get out some other fics before I go! That being said, here’s the epilogue!

Epilogue to Winchester’s Garage and Salvage - Winchester’s Garage and Salvage - Part 2. Reader confronts Dean about what she discovered and is a little suspicious of him. Just light and cute. 

I would be lying if I said I didn’t consider leaving then and there. I had plenty of food, fifty dollars, and a car. It was more than I had to my name in months. My finger nails drove divots in the worn steering wheel cover as I sped down the highway. Dean was good to me. Some would say too good. Offering a job and bed to a pretty girl wasn’t the most innocent gesture, and I had seen enough dateline television to know the danger of kind strangers. I looked around the vehicle I was driving, desperate for any signs that the man I was living with wasn’t who I thought he was. There were no ropes or duct tape in the back seat. There were no hunting knives left curiously close to cleaning supplies or abandoned, lone shoes. 

I sighed and tried to keep my imagination at bay. If he intended to hurt me, surely he would have done it by now. I could see his dirt-dusted face smiling in my mind and suddenly felt ashamed of my suspicion. There was no malicious intent in those eyes, or the hesitant smile he got when I insisted upon my way. Only hours ago he proved his trust by giving me the keys to his car, the same car I was actually considering stealing. I took a few deep breaths and slowed in front of the windy dirt road that led to the garage. Never before had it seemed quite as long and ominous, but Dean deserved the benefit of the doubt. I owed him that at least. 

 The house was empty when I got back, and even as I unloaded the groceries I was consciously battling fear and uncertainty. Bones followed close behind my every step in the kitchen. The gentle pidder-padder of his paws served as a background noise to my much louder thoughts. I was just finishing up stocking the fridge when a voice from behind made my blood run cold. 

 "Well if it isn’t little miss home maker.“ I was centimeters away from hitting my head on top shelf when I spun around. Dean was standing there, a bottle of beer in one hand and a red rag in the other. He used the greasy cloth to rip off the cap and drank greedily. He seemed larger than life, his already bulging arms dwarfing my smaller frame. 

 "Oh, hi.” I forced a smile, one that he might of questioned had he not been busy quenching his thirst. The glossy sheen on his brow suggested he had been working hard in my absence. 

 "How was Angie? She didn’t give you too much of a hard time did she?“ He passed me the last two items from the grocery bag and I accepted them with fumbling fingers. "She’s a real sweet heart but she can get herself in trouble with that running mouth of hers.” He gave a light hearted chuckle that I couldn’t reciprocate. I was too busy taking him apart with my glances, looking at each feature through a lens of discernment. My scrutiny didn’t go unnoticed. “What is it?” Dean narrowed his eyes and wiped his damp lips over the back of his hand. I muttered that it was nothing, but he wasn’t convinced. He was the one staring now, leaning from his position over me to better see my hiding face. “… Hey, is something wrong?” I sighed heavily and leaned my back against he fridge door. It was cold, some relief from the sweat that dampened my nervous skin. 

 "I know about the help wanted sign, Dean. Angie told me you didn’t put it up.“ The man in front of me didn’t even flinch. He just took another sip from his beer and shrugged. 


So, you gave me, a homeless stranger, a job that didn’t exist, and then my own room in your house?“ Dean stared blankly, betraying a bit of annoyance with my vague speech. His shoulders rolled again to reiterate his previous statement. When I was sure he wasn’t going to comment I continued, my voice low and unsteady. 

”…That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for me.“ He suddenly appeared extremely uncomfortable with our conversation, his jaw grinding under reddening cheeks. He averted his gaze and scrubbed a hand through his hair shyly. At this point I realized Dean was definitely not a psycho, or any threat to me for that matter. He was just a good man, maybe the best I had ever met. 

 "It’s not a big deal, I mean… I know what it’s like to be on your own.” If anyone understood solitude, it was Dean. I wondered if what he did for me was a reflection of what he wished someone would have done for him. This lonely little home seemed to agree, filled only with ragged photographs picturing better days. I didn’t know his past, but I could feel the reopening of scars in the way he spoke. “Everybody needs somebody sometimes.” I nodded, feeling sorry that I ever doubted him. 

 "… says the town loner, who lives by himself at the end of a mile long dirt road?“ He rolled his eyes and smirked, which was all I really wanted. 

 "Oh, shut up. I swear, you ruin everything.” His familiar abrasive tone dispelled the uncomfortable tension that had settled between us. In that moment I knew that I could spend a hundred days this same way. It was a strange feeling, to finally have somewhere to call home and truly feel it. 

 "Thank you, Dean.“ I stepped towards him and gave a genuine smile, one that could never completely express my gratitude. "You won’t regret it.” He swallowed hard, his head shaking slowly.

I am already...” I couldn’t help but grin at his hot cheeks and frustrated expression. He spoke gruffly and without pause. "Don’t get all mushy. I hired you to work, not to kiss up to your boss.” His shifty gaze widened when I walked up to his chest and used his collar to pull him down to my level. He watched me in disbelief and confusion. My mouth was an inch from his ear, the smells of aftershave and motor oil reminding me of the clothes I borrowed. 

“I’m not the one you should be worried about… boss.” He used a fist on the back of my tshirt, well his tshirt, to draw me away, eyes shaded under an accusing brow. There was conflict in the way he looked me over, the impulse to push me off losing to curiosity and desire. We stayed like that, a strange sense push and pull keeping us suspended in each other’s stare. Just when I thought he might crash his mouth against mine, I turned his jaw with my hand and pressed my lips to his stubbled cheek. 

“I’m not the one getting soft, Winchester.” With that I was out the door, his beer bottle and rag in hand. Antagonizing him like this was dangerous, but I had a feeling boldness was the only way he would accept my gratitude. I shouted back over my shoulder, “I see why you need help around here.”

“You have no idea…” He crossed his arms over his chest and watched me leave, his head shaking in both bewilderment and admiration. I was too far away to hear his next words, which were just loud enough to be spoken thoughts. 

“And I never knew much I needed her before she came along…" 

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Ramen shop au soma

Another 5am fic for hugtheboyinthebluehoodie~


Soul is the son of a Ramen shop owner and he always serves the beautiful girl who comes in every Tuesdays and Thursdays.

“Tasteful lies”~ Enjoy

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Gillovny RPF

Originally written for this prompt from an anon: “ Gillian describing how she goes down on women or how she would have sex with women, as David goes down on her”

Once again, thank you so much @icedteainthebag. Your beta, your advice and your kindness are so precious! 

It takes place during the first year of filming of the original series, and it’s nsfw, of course.

It was one of those weekends when they had nothing else to do. Two little days lost in the middle of hours of hard work with impossible lines to memorize. No filming, no photoshoot, one interview. He thought about going back to his girlfriend who was still in L.A. but their relationship was not the same since he’d started this show and he didn’t want to start another fight with her. He was too tired for that.

She was too tired too to go see her family. It was always the same questions over and over. When was she going to do something more serious, more intellectual like she used to do before? When was she going to settle down and have a real relationship with a man? She’d rather spent the weekend in bed with him than endure all of this one more time.

Oddly, after an entire week being with each other 24/7, they still only wanted to be with each other. They felt safe in each other’s company. No hiding, no cheating, no judging. It felt like home. He’d always been more comfortable with words than her, and after only a few months, she felt like she knew everything about him. She didn’t really like to talk, but with him she didn’t need to. They understood each other with a simple glance. The few times he tried to express his feelings for her, she stopped him, most of the time shutting him up with her tongue in his mouth and he didn’t complain. She wasn’t ready to hear it, and he wasn’t sure he was ready to tell her anyway.  

She was beautiful, that he was sure. He tried to memorize every inch of her, mapping in his mind every mark of beauty on her soft skin. His nose was pressed against her stomach, invaded by the smell of her perfume mixed with the characteristic scent of their sexing and the cigarette she was smoking. He wasn’t comfortable with silence and they hadn’t made any sound since he came inside her a few minutes ago. He knew she didn’t mind and would probably turn on the tv after her cigarette, and he’d lose his chance to talk to her for the rest of the night. He needed to say something, to stay in touch with her.  

“Tell me something I don’t know about you.”

“What?” She thought he’d fallen asleep and jumped a little hearing his voice. “You already know everything about me.”

“I know stuff about your childhood, I know that even if you work hard not to show it, you’re still a crazy little punk deep inside, and I know this spot, right here,” He put a wet kiss on the side on her groin and licked the goosebumps that appeared on her skin . “That makes you shiver every time I kiss it. Tell me something I can’t read in a magazine.”

She paused for a long moment, thinking about what she could tell him. She knew he wouldn’t leave her alone until she’d say something significant enough but she didn’t want to reveal too much of herself. She had to work with him every day, and there were details of her personal life that she’d rather keep to herself or she wasn’t sure she could keep looking at him in the eyes anymore.  

“I had a relationship with a woman, once.” She took the last puff of her cigarette and crushed it on the ashtray lazily, like she’d say the most normal thing in the world.

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