maybe paris

anonymous asked:

Why do you think it was cancelled. Maybe he is in Paris filming? An actual schedule conflict?

Ehhh, I doubt it. This NYC event has been planned in advance and worked out with both Versus and Zayn’s team, so I doubt its an actual true schedule conflict (because if thats the case, why not just reschedule it instead of outright cancel it?).

Whatever the case, really hope Zayn’s alright, cuz that’s the important thing.

The girl who laughs too loud. Oh god, you could tell her to shut up before she even starts but there’s something about that high pitched laugh. It’s not a pretty laugh but it’s a laugh you’ll remember.

The girl who smiles all the time at literally everything, who practices it in the mirror at night when everyone’s asleep or in the middle of the day when no one’s really paying attention to her.

The girl who journeys alone. She’s not ugly, but she’s not beautiful. It makes her feel worthless sometimes, like love will never come her way like she expects it to on a midnight train. She wants the full experience, the love letters and chocolates and the lifetime together until you’re old and senile. She’d be the best girlfriend. She would be all in.

The girl who breaks her own heart from time to time right on schedule. At least once every month, there’s one bad thought. Or a bad encounter with a friend or a good cry that feels like the end of the world.

The girl who thinks she’s the only one who is different and that no one else could possibly understand her. She can’t wait to go to New York and do New York things. Maybe a little Paris too.

This girl paints pictures in her mind everyday, to the point where it feels like she’s actually seeing them first hand. This girl is worth every single page.

—  Write This Girl, ultra-mckenzie-me 
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Manon Taris and Sierra Boggess singing “Think of Me” while ice skating!

postcards to Marinette

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You were ‘good’ once. Why did you cross the street?”

“I didn’t. I just realized there are no streets.” 

Je N’aime Que Toi

Warnings: Angsty. Apologies beforehand.

Word count:1,221

Summary: After an akuma battle, someone’s identity almost gets revealed in a dirty alley. This may cause a friendship (or two) to form.

“Pound it!” the dynamic duo cheered as they defeated yet another akuma.

Reporters flooded the scene to just to get a smidgen of a story from Paris’s famous heroes Ladybug and Chat Noir. They answered as many questions as they could before a distinct and familiar beeping filled the air.

Ladybug raised her hand to her earrings. “Oh, I’m about to change,” she said to herself.  “Bug out!” She threw one last smile towards Chat Noir before stringing her yo-yo to a rooftop and leaping into the air.


Ladybug landed in an empty alley, ducked behind a dumpster and de-transformed. When Marinette opened her eyes, her akuma Tikki was floating beside her. “Great job handling that akuma, Marinette! That had to be your fastest battle won to date!”

Marinette smiled and came out from behind the dumpster. “Well I couldn’t have done it without Chat Noir. It was his idea to use my yo-yo to-”

“You sure have been talking about Chat Noir a lot these days,” noted Tikki with a crooked smile.

She stopped to look at her kwami. “What do you mean?”

I mean I don’t think it’s the night patrols you eagerly look forward to every other night.”

She thought about it. “Wait. Are you implying that I like Chat-” She was cut short by someone running across the roof above her. Marinette barely had time to tell Tikki to hide when, in the blink of an eye, Chat Noir landed in front of her. “Eek! C-Chat Noir!”

Marinette?” He seemed just as surprised to see her as she was to see him. The ring on his finger beeped and Chat looked around desperately. “Oh!” he cried, “I thought no one was here in the alley!”

If he runs off now, Marinette thought, he wouldn’t make it in time to find another hiding spot before he changes.

Before he could get away, she took hold of his wrist and threw him behind the dumpster she had just taken advantage of. Quickly, she turned and shut her eyes. Behind her, she could hear the faint jingle as the transformation wore off.

“Pee-ew!” cried a grating voice. “You couldn’t pick a nicer smelling place to change back, Adri-”

“Shut up, Plagg!” Chat Noir, or rather the voice of Chat Noir, hissed to… his kwami? “Uh…Marinette,” Chat said awkwardly. “Are you still there?”

She went red. “Yeah, s-sorry! I’ll just make my way out.” When Marinette opened her eyes, she was staring at the closed up end of the alley. If she turned to head the other way, chances were she’d see Chat Noir’s identity. “Actually on second thought, I think you should head out first. And don’t worry! I’ll stay facing the wall and keep my eyes shut.”

 She could almost hear him hesitate. "Okay. Count to ten before turning around. I’ll be gone by then.”

She nodded. “Okay.” Marinette heard him come out from behind the dumpster and she began to count loud enough for him to hear. “One. Two. Three. Four. Five.”

Tikki peeked out from the handbag and whispered, “Marinette, they’re gone.”

Marinette moved a finger away from her eye to look down at her. "You sure?”

She looked back down the alleyway and gave a sly smile. “Positive.”

Marinette slowly turned around and sure enough, her kwami was right. He was gone. She let out a relieved breath. “That was a close one, wasn’t it?”

Tikki giggled. “What are the odds that you both happened to pick the same alley in all of Paris?”

She shrugged. “Great minds think alike?”

Tikki laughed. “Let’s just be grateful he ran into you and not anyone else.”

 “Yeah. That silly kitty. Come on, Tikki, let’s get out of here. It smells and I’m kinda tired.“ As Marinette made her way home, deep inside, her heart lurched at the thought that it was her he ran into rather than anyone else. She couldn’t explain the feeling, but she told herself it was because she was his Ladybug, and she would do anything to protect him; something she couldn’t promise anyone else would do.

Yes, that had to be what she was feeling.


Marinette was in her room doing homework when she heard a light tapping on her window. She turned to see Chat Noir, who smirked and gestured to the roof. Curious and confused, she climbed her bed and made her way up the latch. There he was, leaning against her balcony rail, swinging his tail around in his hand.

Marinette smiled to herself. "Chat Noir, what brings you here? Is there an akuma nearby? Am I in danger?” She pretended to look around anxiously.

He held up a hand and shook his head. “No. No akuma tonight. I actually swung by to thank you.”

“Thank me?” She knew exactly what he was talking about but she enjoyed playing the innocent civilian for him.

“Yes. Back in that alley.”

“Oh that?” She waved it off. “It was nothing.”

“Well it may have seemed that way,” his face suddenly became serious, “but to me it really meant a lot and I never got the chance to properly thank you for it. So, Marinette,” he took her hand in his and looked deeply into her eyes, “thank you for the other day.” Being this close to him, him looking at her as he was now made her forget words…until he added, “It would’ve been a cat-astrophe without your help.”

She frowned and slowly pulled her hand back. "Yeah, well just be happy it was me. Any other girl would’ve died to see Chat Noir’s secret identity.”

He crossed his arms and grinned. “Oh? And you didn’t want to?”

“Not at all,” she replied honestly.

His eyebrows scrunched together. “Why not?”

Marinette stepped forward and flicked the bell on his suit. “Because I’m not any other girl.” He stood dumbfounded by the confident gesture as she made her way back to the latch. “And I also understand a thing or two about secret identities.”

“Really?”

She realized her mistake. “Y-Yeah. Movies and comics and all. Well, I have to get back to homework, got a big report due tomorrow for history.”

Chat seemed to remember something in that moment and his face paled; she ignored it. Before Marinette returned to her room, she paused. “Oh, and Chat Noir,” he turned to her. “Let’s try not to run into each other the way we did the other day. Again,” she joked.

He laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. “That probably would be for the best.“

She watched as Chat took off into the night, jumping from roof to roof.

Oh, and you didn’t?  His words rang out in her head.

Deep down, she had always wondered who her partner could be, if she knew him outside of their superhero life. Now, she found herself constantly questioning: Who could the cat be?

A dangerous question if there ever was one. After all, curiosity did kill the cat.

As for Chat Noir, he was rushing home to finish a particular history assignment he had forgotten to write. All the while, he couldn’t help thinking there was more to Marinette than the sweet and clumsy school girl he knew her for. And he definitely planned to figure out what it was.


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Red Wine Kiss

Note: I’m so so sorry this is late, sweetie! I hope you like it! thanks for the request. feedback is always welcome! .c

Request: I love your writing so much so I hope you can do this but if you can’t it’s ok, maybe you could do something like reader and bucky don’t like each other, and bucky would always tease her and play pranks on her and the reader just works in the lab with Tony, so bucky would always call her a lab rat, so Tony decided that all of the avengers would go to the Bahamas for a group vacation and the Reader was in a hot tub there and bucky sneaks in and starts being really romantic to the reader and then brings some wine and they end up making out ( no sex). sorry if this is really weird. Thank you so much if you can do this. @123olivia

-veeeery slight smut. just making out-

Originally posted by cherry-midnightmoonlight


When you live in a tower full of superheroes and super humans, you’d think it’d be an easy process of waking up, going to work, eating dinner, and going to sleep all to repeat it the next day. Only in a far off fantasy would that happen to you. Sure, it’s amazing living with the Avengers. It’s living with Bucky Barnes that makes it your worst nightmare. Your worst, stressful, infuriating, nightmare.

All he wanted to do was poke fun at you while you worked in Tony’s lab. If he wasn’t in your ear, he was in your belongings. Or destroying them somehow.

A frustrated sigh fell from your lips as you slammed your fist down on the work table. “Could you stop humming!? Five minutes - that’s all I need!” You shouted, turning to face the most immature and annoying person you’ve come to know.

Bucky simply smirked and shrugged his broad shoulders. “I don’t know, can I?” He quipped, reveling in the way your eyebrows creased and your chest heaved with anger. Bucky loved getting a rise out of you and you always failed to ignore his annoying antics.

“You either do it willingly or I’ll shove my first so far down your throat, your asshole will be sore.” You said through gritted teeth as the last ounce of patience you had dwindled down to a speck of nothingness. 

Bucky belted out a laugh and held his stomach, wiping away a fake tear. “Oh, lab rat. If you only knew how much I could wreck your asshole.” Bucky said through his loud chuckles, walking out of the room without a second glance.

Your mouth fell open with a gasp and your cheeks burned red, the heat pooling around your neck. You stomped your foot and took a much needed break from working. You hoped Tony would be back from his lunch break or else you’d never get this done.

As if he read your mind, Tony came in with a bag containing a white styrofoam box. You sighed and plopped down in your lab chair, resting your elbows on your knees. “Tony, I need a vacation.” You whined, rubbing your temples. Tony chuckled and handed you the bag. You took it with a small smile and opened it.

You smiled even wider as you looked inside. “Wow, my favorite food? Why ever would you?” You asked as you started to dig in. Tony chuckled and rolled his eyes playfully. “I know Barnes gets under that skin of yours. Thought you needed a pick-me-up after he replaced your body wash with honey.” Tony explained, crossing his arms over his chest.

Groaning at the memory, you furiously stabbed at your food before taking a bite. “About that vacation. Maybe we all should go somewhere.” Tony thought aloud, finding it funny how you’re so worked up over someone he doesn’t care to take a second glance at. “Where are you thinking?” You asked curiously, slowly becoming excited at the thought of being away from Bucky, even if he’s still in the same place as you.

Really, could he bother you during a nice vacation away from the tower? He’d surely be too busy enjoying himself. Why on earth would he choose to bother you when he could be skiing or swimming in the ocean?  Or drowning… You’d pick your battle soon enough, you figured.

Tony quickly pulled you out of your chair - so quickly you almost dropped your food. “Tony! What on earth-” Tony immediately shushed you as he ran you two towards the elevator, quickly asking FRIDAY to send you to the common room. “Round up the team! We have a vacation to plan!” He yelled excitedly, rubbing his hands together.

You smiled at the brightness in Tony’s eyes. You knew he needed to get out of his lab, anyways. He was still stressing about work and Pepper; you never saw him sleep or take time away from his inventions. You were thankful you were hired on the spot to help Tony out. But sometimes, even you needed a break from everything.

It’s been a year or so since you got here. The lonely and desperate person you were before quickly changed once you called Nick Fury and asked if he knew anyone that could use your smarts. 

Nick was an old family friend and you needed a job to pay for college. So, when he told you about Tony and what he did, you were more than eager to come in for an interview. After that, college was paid for and you had a job, including a bedroom.

Tony wouldn’t let you deny his forward request to pay for your college, even the rest of that months rent in your old Brooklyn apartment. Now, the only thing sucking the happiness out of you was Bucky. Ever since you got here, he was a little childish. Playing pranks, making annoying sounds to irritate you, the whole nine yards.

If he wasn’t so-

Tony cleared his throat as he stared at you from outside of the open elevator doors. Your head snapped up as you came back to reality and you sheepishly stepped out. You and Tony walked into the common room and surprisingly everyone was there. “Great! Guys, Y/N and I think we should go on vacation!” Tony said with a smile.

Sam cheered along with Clint and Steve. “Yeess! We’ve been hoping this day would come!” Sam yelled out happily, nearly splitting his cheeks from how big his smile was. You giggled at the men, shaking your head. Nat and Wanda were squealing and you rolled your eyes playfully when they looked at you.

Bucky was sitting in his chair, watching everyone cheer with a small albeit genuine smile. You sighed softly, hoping he wouldn’t ruin this for you. “So, any ideas?” Tony asked as he pulled out his holographic phone. He pulled up a map and looked around. “Maybe Milan? Tokyo? Paris?” He asked as he gestured towards each place. Everyone hummed and discussed among themselves. 

“What about the beach?” Wanda suggested, sparking the teams interest. “Well, I haven’t been to the beach in a long, long time. That sounds amazing.” Nat smiled, cupping her hands together. The beach actually sounded really nice. It was spring time now and the cold weather could kiss your ass if it were up to you. It’s only cute during Halloween and Christmas time, anyways.

Tony looked around after putting his phone away. With raised eyebrows, he needed confirmation. “So, the beach, then? Maybe the Bahamas?” He asked, wiggling his eyebrows up and down. “The Bahamas!?” You squealed, gasping as you gaped at Tony. You’ve always wanted to go to to the Bahamas, and if you didn’t faint right now, you definitely would when you step foot in the warm sand.


After everyone had agreed and packed up, you all loaded up the jet and made your way to the Bahamas. “I’m so excited to get there! Tony, where are we gonna stay?” Sam asked, flipping through a magazine full of things to do at the Bahamas. “Flip to page 45.” Tony called out from the front of the jet. Sam did as told and you leaned over towards him, peeking at the page.

There was a huge beach house with a wooden sign that said ‘Stark’ engraved on it. “Daaaamn.” Sam muttered, raising his eyebrows. Before you could reply, you felt a boot nudge your shoe underneath the table. Not now, Barnes. Not now. You swallowed your sigh and paid Bucky no attention. That’s all he wanted from you and you’d be damned if you shot back.

Five minutes in, you shot back. “I will NOT let you ruin this vacation for me!” You yelled across the jet, shooting daggers at Bucky. He scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest, his hair framing his face as he shook his head. “I was just humming.” Bucky tried to defend himself, but he knows what he’s up to. “Sure, because the need to play footsies with me is apart of your poor singing act.” You rolled your eyes so hard, they almost fell out.

Bucky grumbled and sat up in his seat, his jaw clenching. “You’re such a bitch sometimes, Y/N.” Bucky said, hitting your last nerve. You gasped and stood up, your hands on the table. “I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW-” The jet was full of groans and exasperated sighs. “For the love of God, guys! Shut up!” Clint whined loudly, rubbing his temples.

You shot a look at Bucky and he smirked at you. “Sit down, lab rat.” Bucky winked at you. You rolled your eyes again and scoffed as you sat back down in your seat. “Aw, I meant on my lap.” Bucky playfully frowned. “You’re a headache.” You muttered, shaking your head. “S'long as I’m your only headache.” Bucky said with a sly smile.

You abruply stood out of your seat again, deciding to move up front to sit with Tony. This is the last time you’re going to let Bucky get under your skin.

The rest of the ride was quiet, all but the soft humming coming from Bucky. It wasn’t as loud, so it didn’t bother you as much as it would if you were right in front of him. You could see the bright blue water come into view out of the jet window, your chest filling with excitement. “Oh my gosh! We’re here!” You squealed as you squirmed in your seat.

The team all stood and gathered their bags as Tony landed near his beach house. It was a private area, so nobody would be able to bother you. All with the exception of Bucky Barnes. You exited the jet quickly, making your way into the house after Tony unlocked it.

You’d take the tour later, but what you wanted right now was that soothing hot tub you saw a photo of in the magazine. Your body was tense and you needed to relax immediately. Taking absolutely no notice to what anyone was saying or doing, you changed into a two piece in an empty bedroom and grabbed a towel and sunglasses.

You passed by the others and Steve stopped you before you bolted out of the back door. “Y/N! Hey, uh, sorry about Bucky.” He said bashfully, trying not to look down at your body. You smiled at him and shook your head. “It’s fine. Well, it’s not - but it’s not your place to apologize.” You explained softly, watching Steve nod.

“He’s just…I dunno. Have fun.” Steve said before walking away. You creased your eyebrows but shrugged, continuing your walk towards the back. You slid the glass door open and set your towel down on the wooden deck surrounding the hot tub. A remote was sitting in a small slot and you pulled it out, looking at the different buttons. 

You pressed a few, jumping slightly when the hot tub began to fill up with water. Once it finished, you turned the jet pressure up, walking up the two stairs to get in. You could see steam rising up and you knew it was crazy to get in a hot tub under the sun, but you really needed the muscle relaxer right now.

A long, heavy sigh fell from your lips as you settled in the hot tub. “Shiiit, this feels amazing.” You sighed out, closing your eyes, the hot water bubbling all around you. You let your arms rest against the deck part, tilting your head back slightly. You allowed yourself drift away, listening to the wind blow, the sound of waves crashing, your teammates screaming and laughing in the water.

Had you not been paying attention to the sounds, you wouldn’t have heard the door open and close shortly after. “I like the sight of this.” Bucky said, you could hear the smirk in his tone. 

You groaned and opened your eyes, looking at him through your sunglasses. “Barnes, can’t you leave me alone until we get back to the tower?” You asked with venom laced in your voice. 

Bucky ignored you and climbed in the hot tub, sitting near you. You noticed he was shirtless and he was holding two wine glasses and a bottle of expensive red wine. “I’m guessing you didn’t ask if it was okay to get that?” You questioned as Bucky popped the cork out. He smiled and filled the two glasses, handing you one.

“No, but I’m guessing you’re going to drink it anyways?” Bucky quipped, his eyebrows quirked. You sighed as you took a glass from his hand. Bucky bumped his glass gently against yours. “Cheers, Doll.” Bucky said softly, taking a gulp of his wine. You rolled your eyes but thought about the nickname he had just given you and took a sip from your glass.

Then another sip, and another, and another. Soon, the bottle was halfway filled and you were a tad bit tipsy. A giggle fell from your lips as Bucky moved closer to you, his arm wrapped over your shoulder. “Come on, you have to admit that you’ve thought about kissing me at least once, beautiful.” Bucky stated, setting his wine glass down on the deck behind you two.

Your cheeks burned red and you shook your head. “Bucky, I would never! And don’t call me beautiful!” You hiccuped through your giggles, turning to face Bucky. He was much closer and it made your heart skip. Bucky took your sunglasses off and set them down. His eyes looked into yours and you never noticed the different shades of blue hidden in his.

Bucky caressed your cheek and you stared at him, unsure of what to do. “You’re absolutely gorgeous, Y/N.” Bucky said quietly, his eyes trailing along your face. You swallowed thickly and leaned into his touch. “I thought you hated me.” You slurred slightly with creased eyebrows. “I don’t. God, I don’t.” Bucky breathed, sounding rather nervous.

Bucky started to lean in, his hand resting on the side of your neck. You blinked a few times as he inched closer. “Just tell me to stop.” Bucky whispered, his knee brushing against yours. You let out a small exhale, letting his lips brush against yours. “No.” You whispered, finally pressing your lips against Bucky’s.

He groaned into the kiss and pulled you closer. You wrapped your arms around his neck and moaned into the kiss, feeling his tongue bump your bottom lip. You opened your mouth and started to twirl your tongue around his. He tasted like red wine and mint, a mixture you’d never get over.

You moved to sit on Bucky’s lap and his hands moved to rest on your hips. Your hands traveled along his neck, making their way into his long hair. Your mind was clouded but you were fully aware of the erection he was sporting. You rolled your hips against his, eliciting a  low growl from Bucky. He pulled away, your lips creating a wet smacking sound as he did so.

Your breath was heavy, your chest heaving up and down. Bucky gulped, his eyes trailing along your face and your exposed chest above the water in your bikini top. “Th-that-” Bucky breathed, his hand moving up to touch his lips. You smirked and leaned into his ear. “Kitten got your tongue?” You asked with a smirk, licking up the shell of his ear.

Bucky groaned and his eyes shut momentarily as you rolled your hips against his again. His lips were on yours in no time, tongues twirling, teeth biting, hands grabbing, nails clawing.

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Trump supporters are holding a rally in Lafayette Park to support pulling out of Paris Agreement.

Lafayette Park. Lafayette Park.

Lafayette, the FRENCH marquis who gave up a lofty life in FRANCE to come to the USA and fight in the Revolution against the Brits.

Where do I even begin to untangle this mess of wtf.

Originally posted by diggstrash

Yours If You Will Have Me

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader
Word count: 1,976
Warnings: Smut. Descriptions of sex, fingering, oral sex (female), and unprotected sex.
Request: ( Anonymous ) It would be amazing if you did a smut with either Gabriel or Richard where they want to fuck but y/n teases him and tell him to write her an essay saying why they should do it, and he does, but instead he writes a really graphic and detailed letter telling her all the things is going to do to her & gets y/n horny. Excuse my horny mind. :) 

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You think you’re a monster
because your father’s blood runs through your veins;
a man who taught you to take a punch and never shed a tear,
until all that was left is this hardened soul of a hurricane.

But underneath all that anger and self hatred
is the kindest heart I have ever known.
You would fight the sun if it meant saving your people,
and you would do it all on your own.

If only I hadn’t waited so long to admit how much I love you.
Maybe we’d be in Paris and you’d be okay.
But I have a darkness inside that’s been struggling to get out.
I think it’s time for me to let it lead the way.

I’m ‘bout to go all caps so you’ve been warned:

YOU TELLIN’ ME THAT STILL STAR CROSSED NOT ONLY GOT MOVED TO SATURDAYS, NOT ONLY THAT, BUT THEY’RE NOT COMING BACK UNTIL JULY 8TH??????

SO THEY’RE TAKING A BREAK AND NOT COMING BACK UNTIL JULY 8TH?

AKA THEY AIRED THE FIRST TWO EPISODES, WASN’T ON TO AIR THE FOLLOWING WEEK BECAUSE GSW COULDN’T DO ONE JOB AND KICK THE CAVS ASS (SO WE DON’T HAVE TO GET A GAME 5, HAPPENED ANYWAY BUT WHATEVER)

NOW I’M HEARING THEY’RE MOVING TO SATURDAYS AND THEN ON TOP OF THAT SHIT, THEY’RE GOING ON BREAK UNTIL JULY 8TH???

AM I HEARING THAT SHIT RIGHT?

AM I?

stupid for you // waterparks

It seems like an uneventful night on the starship Voyager. Quiet as usual. It sure would be a shame if something were to… happen

A Nice Sight

Originally posted by black-angel-manips

Pairing: Reader x Elijah Mikaelson

By: Nanuri




The sand of the beach was of a prefect cream color. It got darker as it neared the water. Where the light waves touched the sand, it was a pretty dark shade. The shells and stones were colorful points. You had always liked to pick some of them up and inspect them. The awesomely warm water was turquoise and you could sit in it like forever and never freeze. It was the perfect Caribbean dream.

But the best part in it was, that you weren’t alone.

Elijah’s strong back muscles flexed when he swam. His arms parted the water. You imagined how these arms felt like when he wrapped them around you and his gentle hands touching your skin.

You lay on your sun bed and had a book in your hand but you definitely were distracted by your boyfriends sight. Never had you thought that watching someone swim could be arousing. But with Elijah everything was possible.

It has been a year since you started your affair. Both you knew that it wasn’t an affair anymore, it had become something more. But none of you spoke those magical three words. You weren’t bothered by it, because you just wanted to enjoy his company, however long it takes.

How you met was oddly normal. The two of you hadn’t had a history going deep back in time. You were a vampire for a couple of centuries now and you lived quite normally for that. Until you moved to New Orleans and met the noble Original. Of course you sometimes got sucked in into his family business but for most of the time you tried to stay out of his business. That was something Elijah admired about you. You meant normality for him. A hideout from all the torment that followed him the whole day.

You were overwhelmed with joy when he told you that he needed some days off, that he wanted to be far away for some time. Of course it had its perks that he owned a Bahamas island. They were alone, aside from some house personnel that came early in the morning and left in the afternoon. You could see how he started to relax here, how it took his mind off all the cruelty back home. You definitely had to do things like this more often. Maybe Paris next time…

When he stepped out of the water that beautifully shone in the sunlight, you were ripped out of your thoughts. Your eyes roamed his body, you inspected his perfectly build chest intensity before letting your gaze wander downwards. There was quite too much clothing covering him, you noted, even though he just wore swimming trunks.

He grinned in amusement when he noticed you staring at him. When he reached you, he leaned down and hovered over you, his arms propping next to your head.

“Do you like what you see?”

His voice was a rough whisper, but you broke his seriousness with crossing your arms in front of your chest and playing shocked.

“Actually, you’re blocking the sun out. So no, I don’t like what I see.”

He chuckled and placed a kiss on your cheek.

“Why do you bother? You can’t get tanned.”

“But I like the feeling of the sun on my skin.”

Checking he looked around, to see if someone was watching us. That was quite a habit of him. Then he leaned down again and kissed her passionately.

“I bet you like the feeling of my skin on your better.”

You laughed when he began to kiss your neck playfully, he even placed small bites. It was simply perfect the way it was now. You two were so happy, none of you wanted to go back into reality.

“Y/N?”

He made you open your eyes again and you directly met his. The seriousness was gone, but what you could see was pure love.

“Thank you. Thank you for helping me getting my mind off everything.”

It made you smile widely. You cupped his cheeks with your hands and kissed him again.

“You’re welcome. I just hope this could never end.”

“Me too. And maybe there will be a time in future where it won’t have to end.”

You knew that it was his way of telling you that he wanted to have a future with you and it made you happier than anything else could. Right now you were sure that you could spend eternity with him. And maybe your wish could be fulfilled.