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better days - part one

it’s always bad boy/good girl aus, so here you are, a bad girl/nice guy soulmate au ft. you, yongguk, and dongho

summary: “there was no rule that said soulmates had to be in love with each other.”

cast: bad girl! you; nice guy! yongguk; bad boy! dongho; mentions of other p101 trainees

genre: soulmates; romance; slice of life

word count: 1576

a/n: this is gonna get long bc i just love yongguk so much??? and holy crap this has been sitting in my drafts for the past three weeks im??


  • yongguk received his first tattoo when he was in middle school
  • he was graphing an equation on the board when he just froze all of a sudden
  • his teacher and classmates freaked out bc omg what happened to yongguk
  • but then the see a tattoo appear on his wrist
  • it reads 030803
  • and they let out a sigh of relief when they realize it’s just his first memory taking over him
  • they ask him about it later
  • and yongguk tells his peers that it was you walking down the aisle of a church as a little kid, tossing rose petals onto the floor as the bride walked behind you
  • your first tattoo appeared in middle school as well
  • it was just a normal day in lit class 
  • you were looking out the window when yongguk popped into your mind
  • he was standing in front of hundreds of kids who were cheering and clapping for him
  • and that was it
  • you looked down at your wrist and rub at the tattoo with a smile on your face
  • 070121
  • a few years go by, and you and yongguk share more and more unforgettable memories together
  • your favorite memory of yongguk’s is the one where he watched the sunrise with his classmates
  • and yongguk’s favorite memory of your’s is the wedding
  • mostly because he didn’t really like the other ones he saw
  • his eighth tattoo appeared on the first day of his second year of high school
  • it was of you making out with another guy
  • yongguk was heartbroken
  • his soulmate had chosen someone else
  • you and dongho were a pair that no one expected to get together
  • they were 101% sure that preppy second y/n and third year bad boy dongho were never going to even talk to each other throughout high school
  • they were wrong
  • you went from one of the brightest students in the grade to one of the worst delinquents that year, all because of your parents
  • you couldn’t blame them though
  • they were leftovers–people who had never found there soulmates–and their personalities clashed
  • it was only a matter of time until they split
  • and they did
  • at the end of your first year, your mother and father divorced
  • you were left in the care of your father who didn’t care about anything you did as long as all he had to do was provide a roof over your head and give you allowance
  • you started hanging out with a bad crowd
  • and that’s where dongho came in
  • you accidentally spilled water on jo yonggeun’s shoes one day and he wouldn’t stop bugging you about it
  • like holy shit yonggeun it’s just water chill tf out
  • yonggeun reached out to grab you, but then dongho came outta nowhere and grabbed yonggeun’s arm
  • “back off yonggeun. before i make you”
  • and yeah you and dongho became a thing
  • his soulmate actually transferred in halfway through the year
  • and when she saw you with dongho she was so fucking heartbroken
  • she flew herself all the way from new york, studied korean really hard, and did her best to get into dongho’s school
  • you feel bad for her at first, but it subsides after dongho tells you the memories he had seen of her life
  • she was a total bitch
  • let’s just say she wasn’t the nicest person to her peers and that some people are victims
  • dongho’s tattoos had disappeared, but he hated his soulmate
  • that was a reason why he stayed with you
  • another reason was because you were still new to this “delinquent world”; he wasn’t
  • he knew that there would be countless people who would try to take advantage of you, so he stuck by your side to protect you
  • you actually never found out if dongho actually had feelings for you
  • that changed one night
  • you, dongho and a couple other friends snuck into yet another club one night (changed out of your uniforms ofc)
  • yongguk was dragged by hyunbin, taedong, sihyun (who was tight with the bouncer and snuck them in)
  • while the other three were on the dance floor, yongguk was sitting at the table drinking a cola
  • a bunch of girls approached him at one point and tried to strike up a conversation, but he just started speaking in chinese with a confused look on his face and they left
  • you and dongho on the other hand were also on the dance floor, lowkey grinding against each other
  • you left your boyfriend’s side at one point bc you’re thirsty and guess what
  • yongguk’s table is literally right next to yours
  • your eyes met with yongguk’s for a split second, but you paid it no mind and downed two shots of soju before returning to the dance floor
  • from that 0.0000002 seconds of eye contant, yongguk knew that you were his soulmate
  • he felt a tingle when your eyes met
  • you thought that tingle was the ac going on at full blast, but nah it was the soulmate magic at work
  • so after you go back to the dance floor
  • takada kenta, another delinquent who’s always had a thing for you, squeezed his way through the crowd and somehow managed to start dancing with you, which you find weird bc dongho’s usually there to keep creepers away from you
  • ok so anyways
  • kenta was overstepping his boundaries a lil bit
  • just a lil
  • and he pulled your arm towards him and kissed you with a smirk on his face
  • you sorta kissed him back bc one, he’s hot and two, you were drunk and god damn kenta is a good kisser
  • in less than four seconds, you two are ripped apart by a furious dongho who’s about to knock kenta
  • out when you hear police sirens outsidethe three of you freeze in place and stop whatever you’re doing
  • “EVERYONE HAVE YOUR ID READY! THERE HAS BEEN A TIP THAT HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS ARE HERE!”
  • yongguk is about to bolt out the back entrance with his friends when he sees you and dongho struggling against two cops
  • “we really aren’t high school students! let us go!”
  • hyunbin turns around and is like “yongguk WE GOTTA GO”
  • but yongguk stays bc hello you’re his soulmate? he’s not gonna let anything happen to you
  • dongho is trying his best to hold back the cops so you two can escape, but he gets held down and you get shoved onto the floor
  • dongho is able to push the cop off, but yongguk is the one that pulled you up and leads you and dongho through the crowds and into an alleyway outside
  • it’s under the dingy street lamp where you realized this boy is your soulmate
  • the one with the sunset and the singing memories
  • it’s kim yongguk
  • dongho knew that too
  • he watched the tattoos on your wrist shimmer gold for a second before disappearing completely
  • when he took a peak at yongguk’s wrist, his tattoos were gone too
  • “OVER HERE!”
  • the three of you were twenty yards away from being thrown into juvenile detention if y’all didn’t run
  • at this moment, dongho made the decision to protect you
  • he fished the keys to his motorcycle out of his pockets and tossed them over to yongguk
  • he looked yongguk in the eyes and gave him a sad smile
  • “take care of y/n for me. and make sure she stops living this kind of life”
  • yongguk nodded to dongho before grabbing your wrist and running
  • you can only scream as dongho gets handcuffed by another cop that came out of the club
  • when you and yongguk reach dongho’s motorcycle, yongguk jammed the keys in and shoved a helmet into your hands
  • he didn’t even put on the other one and started driving bc the cops are literally six yards behind you at this point
  • the ride to wherever yongguk is bringing you is silent
  • he pulled up in front of a pretty decent apartment building and got off the bike
  • you’re still in a state of shock bc dongho was just arrested
  • there was a chance you’d never see him again
  • yongguk brought you upstairs and made a simple dinner for you
  • it was really leftover rice from dinner earlier and steamed eggs and kimchi his mom bought from the side dish shop nearby
  • you couldn’t stomach anything knowing that dongho was going to be thrown in jail
  • yongguk could only watch as you chewed the same scoop of rice for over two minutes
  • “if you need anything, my room is the one with the dragon fruit sticker on it”
  • he left the dining room after that
  • his heart was racing at 100km/hr
  • the soulmate magic hit him and all the feelings of love towards you were implanted into his heart
  • he left his room after ten minutes to check up on you, but you were gone
  • your half finished bowl of rice sat on the table and the chopsticks were laying on top of the rest
  • when he realized this, you were already halfway to the apartment dongho shared with his friends
  • a shirtless minki was sitting on the couch with a can of hite in his hands when you let yourself in
  • “holy shit y/n it’s 2am what are you doing here?”
  • you ignored minki and trudged into dongho’s room and into his bed
  • you’re only able to fall asleep that night because of the familiar scent of dongho’s cologne filled the room
X - Part Five

A/N: S/O to the anon who asked me when the next update would be posted, I hope this lives up to your expectations ;).

Also! Receiving messages from you guys is so satisfying! I appreciate all feedback of course, but simple “hellos” give me an equally nice feeling in my mind. 

I have some fun things to come for the next parts and this really a key section of the story, (at least, it seems that way to me at the moment.)

As always, I hope you enjoy. I love you guys.

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten


Have you ever felt like the world rested on your shoulders? Not in a spiritual I-have-the-chance-to-change-the-world kind of way. I mean it in the way of having stress cloak your body. Flowing through your endless veins, pushing down on your body until your posture is shit, forcing your eyelids to droop until someone nudges you, thinking you were falling asleep.

That’s how you should picture me feeling at the moment.

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10 songs I’m currently obsessed with; tagged by @ohbelieveyoume
(sorry I took so long, honey!)

1. All Over You - Live (it reminds me of Gabriel, ok)
2. Sex and Candy - Marcy Playground (this one too, sorry) 
3. Sense - Tom Odell (fuck me up, fam)
4. Fare Thee Well - Rob Benedict (this fucking son, man)
5. Hopelessly Devoted To You - Olivia Newton John (I LOVE GREASE)
6. Therapy - Raúl Esparza, Amy Spanger (my neighbors hate me since I  scream it sing it when I’m in the shower)
7. I Can Read You - Raúl Esparza, Jessica Phillips (this one as well lmao)
8. Off To The Races - Lana del Rey (Thanks, Megan) 
9. Run For Cover - The Killers 
10. The Sky Is a Neighborhood - Foo Fighters (these last two are new and I fuck with them so much) 

As for tagging so I can know what YOUR top ten songs right now are: @thewhiterabbit42 @fizzy-custard @imaweirdonow @lady-kaaesien @revwinchester @i dont have friends

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Future Posts & Story Ideas

Welcome to the place where posts of the future can be predicted and you can literally see into someone’s mind by reading the stories that I am hesitant/thinking of making.

Message me or send me an ask if you see anything in the possible stories that you believe 100% needs to be done!

Future posts; 

- The Race To Her V Card, A Petty Race part three

- The Wife Of A Future Mafia Leader part ten (new chapter/not a repost)

- The Race To Her V Card,  A Petty Race part four (new/not a repost)

- Crush (mafia Leo with just as much fluff as there is angst, a series)

- What A Strange Boy (Teen Top Niel series or one shot)

- Who Are You? (Daehyun wolfau! series)

- You Need Saving (Chen short series)

- Living With The Murderer Part (new/not a repost)

Possible posts;

- My Best Friend’s Morning Wood (smut, idol unknown)

- The Textbook Part 2

- Soulmate au (Wonho fluff)

The Hidden Wounds Chapter 4

I woke up the next morning to the sound of something breaking in the bathroom. I got up out of bed and entered the bathroom without knocking. I was half asleep and my mind wasn’t functioning properly yet, so imagine my shock when I found my father stepping out of the shower in only a towel.

I screamed. No child should ever see either of their parents in that situation.

“Oh God! I’m sorry, I didn’t know anyone was in here!!” I said, covering my eyes. I closed the door and sat on the end of my bed, heart still racing.

After ten minutes, I got up and knocked on the door. This time no one answered, so I opened the door a little to find the room empty. I did my stuff and got dressed in a pair of shorts and a tank top. It was hot out, so less clothes the better. I walked out of my room and ran straight into Happy.

“We’re going to have to remember that we now share a bathroom. That way we won’t walk in on each other,” he said to me. I guessed that it was awkward for him too. Right when I was tried to say something, a busty blonde walked out of his room and glared at me.

What did I do? I thought. She walked off with an unnecessary extra sway of her hips.

“Yes, we have to. I don’t ever want to see that much of you again,” I said, my face heating up all over again. He nodded his head and walked off to the kitchen, grabbing a cup of coffee. I did the same and sat at the bar. It was summer, so no school, and I was happy about that. I hate school so much.

“Hey, doll face. How was your night?” Tig asked, sitting beside me on another stool. He pulled me into a hug before downing a shot of jack. Really? It’s like, 9 in the morning, and he was already drinking. That’s kind of crazy, if you ask me.

“It was good. Hey, don’t you think it’s a little early to be drinking? It’s not even 10 o'clock,” I said, sipping at my coffee. I wondered if there was something to eat here.

“Naw. It isn’t ever too early to drink, doll face. What are your plans for the day?” He took another swig from his glass.

“I’m not sure yet. Think I might go and see if Gemma needs any help with anything. Kind of looking for a job,” I said. Right when I was about to get up and head outside, Gemma came into the clubhouse.

“There you are. Any idea what’s wrong with Happy? He’s in a bad mood.” Gemma asked. To be honest, I really didn’t know. He seemed fine to me this morning, but who knew.

“I don’t know, Gemma. He seemed fine to me. We ran on each other this morning in the bathroom. I forgot we shared. But he seemed fine to me.” I said, finishing my coffee. I looked up at her, finding that she was smirking at me. She found this funny. I heard Tig chuckling as well. Great, they both thought this was funny. Happy and I tend to think otherwise.

“I guess that would put someone in a bad mood. Oh by the way, you’re going shopping with me, so go get ready. And tell your father.” Gemma said, walking out the door. I guessed she went to the office.

I put my cup in the sink and walked off to my room to get ready. I put on some cut off shorts and top. It was super hot in Charming. I was going to have to get used to that. Where I was from was hot too, but not this hot.

I walked out and found Tig in the same spot I left him. He was now talking to Chibs - he’s a nice man. I liked him. I hugged Tig and said goodbye to both men. I walked outside to find my Dad working on a car. How was he still standing up? It was too hot out here. I walked over to him and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and looked at me.

“What’s up girl,” He asked in his raspy voice while getting back to working on the car. It was a beat up old thing, and looked like it’d seen better days.

“Was just letting you know I’m leaving. Gemma is kidnapping me and is taking me shopping. Thought I should tell you before I leave, didn’t want to you start freaking out if you couldn’t find me.” At me saying freaking out, he stopped working on the car and was looking at me like I was crazy.

“I would not freak out. I don’t freak out over anything. And that’s fine. Do you have the phone I gave you?” He asked me, wiping his hands on a rag that was in his back pocket.

“Yes, it’s in my pocket. I would never forget a phone, Dad. I’m a teenager, we live to text,” I said, getting my phone out and showing him that I had it. It was a good thing it was a prepaid and not on a plan, it would suck for him to pay the bill.

Gemma came walking up beside me. “You ready to go now, because I don’t have all day. I’m taking your kid, we’ll be back later.”

She grabbed my hand and pulled me to her car. I liked her car it was nice and fast. I liked my cars fast. We left the lot and went to Wal-Mart. We both got a cart and started on the blankets and things like that. I was a teenage girl after all; I wanted my room to look cool. I found a black and purple blanket and the matching sheets. I got a few fuzzy pillows and was going to find some posters for my room when I remembered something. I had no money to pay for all the shit I grabbed.

“Hey Gemma, I forgot I don’t have any money, so I won’t be able to buy any of this,” I said, feeling kind of stupid that I forgot to ask for money from Happy or Tig before I left with Gemma.

“I’m paying for everything. Clay said to do it. Kind of like a welcome to the family kind of thing. We aren’t short of money, baby. So don’t worry about it. Get what you want.” Gemma smirked. I guess my face showed how I was feeling. I was shocked. Clay didn’t even know me, yet I was family to him. I guessed club life was way different than I was used to.

“Gemma, are you sure? I mean, I don’t want to over spend,” I said, looking at what I have in the cart already. I didn’t have much, but that didn’t mean the price wouldn’t be high.

“I’m sure, baby. You’re family and we take care of our own,” Gemma said while putting something in her cart.

“Okay, then. If you say so. I want to get some posters to put in my room. And do you know of anyone that has a TV they don’t want? Because I saw a cable in my room but no TV,” I asked, looking at the posters. I found a Hinder poster and put it in the cart. I love Hinder. I kept on looking for posters and found a few more I liked. Movie stars like Johnny Depp and Paul Walker. We started to walk again before she answered me.

“No, but we can look at the TV’s here and see how much they cost. I’m sure we can get you one. After we’re done here, we’re going to go to the mall and get you some clothes and things like that,” Gemma said as we walked to the back of the store where the appliances were located.

We bought a small flat screen TV that was cheap. I felt bad spending all this money, but Gemma wouldn’t let me put anything back.

Wal-Mart was nothing compared to the mall. I had so many clothes that I didn’t even know what to do with half of them. I was so glad to get back to the clubhouse; I was ready to fall over. Gemma pulled in then backed up too close to the door. All the guys came out to the car and popped open the trunk of the car.

“The hell is all this, Gemma?” asked Clay, looking at his wife and then at me. I was really starting to feel bad about how much we spent.

“I’m sorry, I tried to put some of it back after I realized I didn’t have any money but she wouldn’t let me,” I said to Clay. Maybe he wouldn’t yell at me like Mom’s ex used to. He’d get so mad when we would spend too much money, but would always blame it on me.

“Its fine, baby girl,” Clay said, smiling at me. “Alright, boys. Unload this car and put the shit in her room.”

Everyone got to work on it; it didn’t even take them long. I walked over to Clay and told him thank you for getting me all this stuff, but he wouldn’t have any of it, saying we were family and we take care of our own. Same thing Gemma said to me in the store. I got the last bag out of the truck and was closing it when Dad walked over to me.

“Hey, Dad. Is there any chance that we could go to Florida and get my things from the house? There are a lot of things there that I would like to get,” I asked, hoping he would say yes to me. All my things were there, and I didn’t want to lose anything from my house. And I still needed to take care of my mother’s things as well.

“I’ll talk to Clay about a road trip and see what he says,” Dad said, waving Clay over. “There’s another charter coming down that will be here soon and there’s going to be a party. I won’t always be around, so stay close to one of the guys or with Gemma at all times. I don’t want to beat the shit out of anyone.”

“Clay, Skylar needs to go back to Florida and get the rest of her stuff. I told her I would talk to you about it first,” Happy said, looking at Clay. Clay looked at me then back at my Dad. He looked like he wanted to say no, but didn’t.

“Yea, alright. Take a few of the guys with you to help get it done faster. Things are slow around here for now, so go as soon as you can.”

I was so happy that I was going to get to go home for the last time that, out of impulse, I threw my arms around Clay’s neck. Due to the height difference, it was kind of hard. I didn’t care though I hugged him. It took Clay a second to realize what had just happened before he returned the hug.

I let go and ran into the clubhouse and to my room to unpack the things I got today. It took a long time to get the room clean. I took everything off the walls, dusted and stripped everything off the bed. I opened the window and let the air in before I sprayed some good smelling stuff on the bed to kill any kind of germs. By the time I was done, the room looked brand new with posters on the walls. It felt more like mine than some dorm in a biker clubhouse.

“Hey… wow baby, this place looks great!” Gemma exclaimed, coming and sitting at the end of the bed. I looked at her and grinned. I worked hard on this room and I was so tired. I didn’t think I was going to go to the party tonight.

“Thank you, Gemma. It’s really clean now and pretty,” I said, laughing at how that sounded.

“Just talked to Clay. He said you are going to get your things from Florida. When are you leaving?” She asked me. I could tell she didn’t want me to go, but I had to. And it’s not like I would be going alone, I’d have Dad and a few other guys with us, so we’d be safe.

“I’m not sure yet. I haven’t talked to Dad about it. We won’t be gone long, and a few of the guys are going with us too,” I said, sitting down next to her. I really liked Gemma. She was nice, and reminded me a lot of my mother.

“I know, baby. I just don’t like the idea of you leaving. I know you’ll be safe. Happy told us what you told him, about what happened to your mother. You don’t have to worry about anything. We will keep you safe.” Gemma gave me a hug before heading for the door.

“Gemma, when did he tell you guys about what happened?” I asked. I don’t see how she could have known anything about it. We just got back. She stopped. “Clay told me just a little bit ago. He told the boys while we were shopping today. You need to get ready for the party tonight because you’ll meet some people.” Then she walked out the door. I guessed I really couldn’t just go to bed right away.

I got some clothes out and checked to make sure no one was in the bathroom before I showered. I used my new shampoo and body wash. I left the bathroom door open so I could go back in and do my hair and makeup. I put on my clothes, a band shirt with Hinder on it, a pair of black skinny jeans and high-heeled boots. I started on my hair and put some light make up on. I didn’t need to go too heavy; I had ‘natural beauty’, or so my mother would always tell me.

I walked out of my room and into the main room, looking for my father or Tig. I found my Dad talking to a blonde guy. From what I could see he was really cute; short hair, nice buff body. He was drinking beer. I walked over to my dad and stopped by him.

“Hey Dad,” I greeted, putting my arm around his waist in a side hug. He looked down at me. It sure sucks being so short, for people have to look down at you.

“Hey, Sky. What you up to?” He asked me, taking a swig of his beer. What is it with these guys and beer, or just drinking in general?

“Not much. Going to see what I can get into. What about you? Who’s your friend?” I asked, looking at the blonde guy who was checking me out discreetly. He must’ve thought I didn’t notice, but I did.

“This is Kozik. He just patched in not too long ago. He’s down with the other guys that come up here. Koz, this is my daughter, Skylar.”

He was hot.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Kozik. You can call me Sky, if you like,” I said, holding my hand out to him. I looked over to see Dad eyeing Kozik. I guess Dad had seen him checking me out as well.

“Sky, I want you to stay close to the ring. I’m going to be fighting tonight,” Dad said, looking back at me. Now I didn’t really like the idea of my dad fighting. He could get hurt, and that would suck.

“Uhh, okay, Dad. But who are you fighting? Hey by the way, Dad. When are we going to go to Florida to get the rest of my things?” I asked. Better get that out of the way before I forget to ask him.

“I’m going to be fighting Tig and we’ll go in a few days. I still got some shit to take care of first. Come on, let’s head over there.”

Dad grabbed my hand and led me to wherever we were going to. I saw some of the girls that were around glare at me. They were barely wearing any clothes, if one can consider those scraps of fabric clothes.

Dad and I got to the ring where he started to take his shirt and rings off. He handed them to me. Someone came up behind me and grabbed my ribs. Not thinking it through, I threw my elbow back and hit whoever it was that grabbed me. I heard a few of the guys laughing. I turned around and saw Tig bent over, trying to catch his breathe.

“God! Really, Tig? Don’t you know not to do shit like that? I could have really hurt you. You scared the hell out of me!” I yelled at him, he looked up at me and smirked. I didn’t think this was funny at all.

“Oh, don’t even worry. You didn’t get me that good, doll face. Here, hang on to my things too. You don’t want to lose any of them.” Tig handed me his things. And together with Dad - who looked rather proud - hopped into the ring. Clay rang the bell and the fight was on.

Chibs walked over to me and stood beside me the whole fight. I didn’t like to watch it, but I wasn’t going to leave either. They both were great in the ring.

“Ya doing alright there, lass?” Chibs asked. This was the first time I’d really talked to him properly. He seemed like a nice guy.

“Yep,” I answered. “How are you doing today, Chibs?” Chibs was a good foot taller than me. I watched as the fight went on. Tig was getting a few good hits in. I couldn’t help it, but I had to cheer on my Dad.

“YES! GO DAD!” I yelled out, Tig and Dad both looking my way. I just smirked at Tig and kept on cheering.

“I’m doing good, lass,” Chibs answered, while also watching the fight. Like me, he also started to cheer. Clay had Bobby stop the fight. Both men did their bro hug.

I looked over to my side to see that Chibs was already walking off. Dad and Tig came and walked over to me, both with a towel in their hands.

“Really, doll face? You cheer for him, but not for me? That hurts my feelings, you mustn’t forget that I’m your grandfather,” Tig said while putting his shirt back on. He wiped his face again, getting more blood and sweat off of it. He needed to shower, like immediately.

“Well, Tig, unlike you, he didn’t scare the crap out of me. And he did have a hand in bringing me into this world. My mom always said ‘I brought you into this world, I can easily take you out’,” I shrugged. “Just thought I’d stay on his good side, in case he decides that.” I handed Dad his things back. He wasn’t injured as much as Tig. Just a cut on his eyebrow. It was bleeding, but he’d be all right.

“See, I told you she was smart. Like me,” Dad smirked while putting his arm around my shoulder. I immediately shrugged it off. He did not smell good at all and was all sweaty.

“Oh no you don’t. I don’t want to smell like sweat and blood. I’ll hug you after you shower,” I said to them. They looked at me kind of funny, muttering something about girls.

Tig walked off to God knows where, but out of nowhere, I was suddenly lifted and was swung around in the air. I look down and saw my grandfather’s easily recognizable black curly hair.

“TIG! PUT ME DOWN NOW OR I’M GOING TO PUKE ON YOU!” That made him put me down real fast. I had to wait till the world stopped spinning before I could walk again. My dad and Tig were both laughing their asses off. Two girls walked up to my Dad and Tig, and I thought then would be a great time to leave. So I told them both goodnight and headed back to my room. Upon opening the door, I found some chick and Kozik making out on my bed.

“Get the hell out of my room you two.” I said, my voice deadly.

The girl glared at me and stood up, “Who the hell do you think you are talking to me that way, bitch? Do you have any idea what I could do to you?” The skank said getting into my face.

“No and I don’t give two shits as to who you are, but this is my room so you two need to leave before I make you.” I deadpanned, getting all up in the girl’s face as well. I felt the stinging on my cheek before I registered that she had hit me.

I saw red. I grabbed the slut by her hair and slammed her head on the door. She fell onto the floor. I jumped on top of her and started hitting her back. Unfortunately, someone got me off of her. I didn’t know who had me, but I started to fight them off of me as well. Next thing I knew, I was pinned to the wall, rendering me immobilized. I started to panic, remembering what happened the last time I was pinned to a wall.

“GET OFF ME NOW. GET OFF. GET OFF!” I shouted to whoever had me. I saw my dad walk up to me slowly with his hands up. He then pulled me into his arms where I fell apart. I heard Tig say something about putting their hands on his granddaughter.

“Baby, are you okay?” Dad asked, trying to soothe me. All I could do was nod. I clung to him, as if letting go would mean he would leave me like Mom did. I didn’t ever want to be alone again. Dad carried me to the bed and Tig got my shoes off, he then started for the door.

“Please don’t leave, grandpa! Please don’t leave me!” I sobbed harder. I kept having horrid flashbacks about that day. It was harder to control my emotions now that I’d started crying.

“Alright, doll face. It’s a good thing your bed is comfy,” Tig said while taking his shoes off. He got into the bed behind me.

No one said a word about me calling Tig grandpa. It was the first time I ever said it. I started to drift off to sleep. My last thought was that I would do whatever it takes to keep my family safe, even if it costs me my life.

Skateboard Races Pt 2//An Ahkmenrah Imagine

Part One

“Has anyone seen my board?” you yelled from the top floor of the museum.

A chorus of “no"s echoed throughout the museum. You thumped your head against the wall.

"Guys, I’m getting dinner with my friend in like fifteen minutes!” you shouted.

“Why don’t you just take the car?” Nick asked.

You rolled your eyes. “Nick, it’s only ten blocks away.”

“There!” he yelled, pointing at something on the first floor. You looked over the railing and saw Ahk speeding along on your board.

“Ahk!” you yelled. You ran into the elevator and jammed the button for the first floor. The doors opened right as he rounded the corner and you stepped out with your hands in your hips.

“Hey (Y/N),” he said looking like the cat who ate the canary. 

“Board, Ahk. Now," you said, holding out your hands. 

He hung his head and handed it to you. "Look, Ahk, it’s great that you’re getting better at this, but next time, ask me if you wanna use my board, okay?”

He nodded and you ran out the front door of the museum.

You got to the diner and sat with your friend who will already waiting for you.

“Who’s the guy?” Lily asked the minute you sat down. 

“What?”

“You have the biggest smile on your face and your eyes have this weird light in them.”

“We’ve been friends for too long. There’s no guy,” you said.

She raised an eyebrow. “Sure.”

“Can we drop it? Please?” you begged.

“Fine.”

You ordered your food and sat talking for about an hour. 

“I better get going,” you said. “Dad’s working, so I’m watching Nick.”

She nodded and you gave her a quick hug before heading back to the museum. 

You walked through the doors and was greeted with a giant bone being dropped at your feet. “Jed! I thought you guys walked him already today.”

The tiny cowboy came zooming around the corner, his gladiator boyfriend in the seat next to him. 

“Sorry doll. Lost track of time.”

“just do it now, okay?" 

He nodded and you tied the bone to the car and watched them zip out of the room, Rexy hot on their tail. 

"Hey, Nick I was thinking we could watch the Corpse Bride in the conference room on the projector. Go see if anyone wants to watch. I’ll make some popcorn.”

He nodded and ran off. You went into the little kitchen in the break room and began to make several bowls of popcorn. 

“Can I use your board?” Ahk asked from behind you.

“We were gonna watch a movie. Do you wanna join us?” you asked without turning around.

“But I wanted to practice,” he whined.

“Look, I have to go to the board shop tomorrow anyway. I’ll see if I an find you something while I’m there okay?”

“Thank you!” he shouted hugging you from behind. “Where’s the movie?”

“Conference room,” you told him, trying to ignore the warm feeling in your stomach. 

He ran out the door and you went back to the popcorn. A couple minutes later, you walked into the room and saw Attila and his Huns, Sacajawea and Teddy, Nick, Jed and Octavius snuggled up in the top of Attila’s helmet (aw how cute), and Ahk. You plunked down next to him and slid the bowls across the table.

Sliding to the computer on our chair, you played the movie and slid back across the room to where Ahk was. You watched Bonejangles sing and dance about Emily’s death. 

“I don’t understand,” Ahk whispered in your ear. “If he is a skeleton, how can he sing?”

“It’s a movie Ahk, hush,” you responded.

“Sh!” Attila hissed.

The movie was pretty great, especially when Ahk freaked out when Lord Barkus tried to kill everyone and grabbed your hand. That was awesome.

The next day, it was a Saturday, so you had the day off. You woke up around noon and took off to the board shop. 

You poked around trying to find a simple one that wasn’t $300. And then you found it. It had a white background and had the Eye of Horus all over it. It was awesome.

You got home and stuck a red bow on it and put it by the door. 

“(Y/N)!” Nick yelled, slamming the door. “Do you want to go see the new exhibit at the Met?”

You nodded and the two of you spent the rest of the day together. 

“Hey, do you want to go to the museum and then crash here? We can get Chinese for dinner.”

He nodded. 

“Okay let’s go.” You grabbed the board and were halfway out the door when Nick said something that made you stop cold. 

“You like Ahk don’t you?”

“Yeah he’s my friend. C'mon, we gotta get food before we go to the museum.”

“No, you have a crush on him.”

You sighed. “Yeah Nick, now can we go?”

“Dad’s gonna be pissed.”

“Oh my god, Nick you cannot tell him he will go into cardiac arrest.”

“Fine.”

Half an hour and one food stop later, you were at the museum, anxiously waiting to give Ahk the board you promised him. 

“Have you seen Ahk?” you asked Teddy.

“Yes my dear, I think he’s still in his exhibit.”

“Thanks,” you said as you ran up the stairs and down the hall.

He was sitting on one of the benches staring into space.

“Hey,” you said, sitting next to him.

“Oh hi.”

“Whatcha thinking about?”

“My family. They’re over in England at the British Museum. I miss them a lot sometimes.”

“This might take your mind off them for a while,” you said, handing him the board.

“This is amazing!” he cried. “Thank you!”

“It wasn’t a problem. There’s a board shop right by my apartment.”

The two of you fell silent for a moment, not sure what to say next. You felt his hand on yours. Your mind went back to the other day when he thanked you for teaching him how to skateboard and your heart jumped into your throat.

“You are quite beautiful,” he said softly.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” you said. Your breath hitched a bit as he leaned closer. You closed the gap and your lips met his.

You broke apart. “Wow,” you breathed. He grinned.

1. i did something i shouldn’t have with a boy i just met. i didn’t know his name until we were finished. i told him that i was a virgin, and he smirked at me. he said he’d text me when he woke up, but he didn’t. i tried calling but it went straight to voicemail. it didn’t even ring.

2. i failed my english exam today because while i was trying to decipher the difference from connotation and annotation, and an euphemism and euphony i just kept thinking about this boy i met a few months ago and how he looked me up and down and whispered softly to himself. he always told me how beautiful i looked. when he dropped me off at my house at midnight he kissed me goodbye. when i got out of his car i faintly heard his soft voice humming over the start of the engine. i didn’t hear what he said.

3. when his name flashed on my phone screen, it still had a heart beside it. it’s been 8 months.

4. we met online and i felt a connection. talking to him was magical and i remember getting little butterflies when he told me how excited he was to see me. he said he’d take me on a date, he’d show me what it’s like to be happy again. we fucked on my dad’s couch and he drove home three hours later. he doesn’t text me anymore.

5. college boys are always the ones you should look out for. don’t ask him about his major. ask him about his fraternity. when he asks if you’ll stay the night at his dorm, please don’t do it. he won’t be the only one you spend your time with.

6. i wonder a lot about him. i hope his dad is okay. i hope the cancer didn’t spread. i asked him to tell his father i said hi, i know he’d appreciate it. i felt bad for bothering him.

7. he was five years older, and five years more experienced. i told everyone he was my first, because he was the first that i loved. we held hands for hours and he kissed me softly. he looked at me like i was one of god’s most precious creations and he couldn’t believe he’d chosen him to make my heart race. it took me four months to find out the truth. i shouldn’t have trusted him.

8. we fucked in the backseat of his car in a secluded spot near my house where no one could see us. he videotaped me giving him oral and slapped me in the face. i cried while i was on top of him. he lived an hour away, i gave him ten dollars in gas to drive back home.

—  i guess i’m just naive
‘couldn’t be any more merry’: hlwily 12 days of christmas (2015) #4

Originally posted by nieuchwytnymotyl

I’m introducing someone very special in this one! Hope you enjoy! I’m sorry this one is a bit on the shorter side. It’s just supposed to be a cute little scene. 

12 Days 2015 Post & days 1-3

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December 25, 2031: 6:43am

Harry woke up to a foot nudging his cheek, and a crick in his shoulder. He had one leg escaping the duvet and an arm draped in the direction of the baby between you. The little foot left his face as she squirmed around.  

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he lives in you, hE LIVES IN ME, HE WATCHES OVER

A/N: HAPPY (belated) VALENTINE’S DAY, @queerkat-meerkat! I’m your secret valentine <3 I hope you had a lovely one, even if you didn’t have plans and your day was just scrolling through tumblr and treating yourself to ice cream. but also if you did have plans i hope you had  a wonderful day! also thank you so much to @snowbazvalentines for organising everything <3

this is not very good oops i’m very sorry for the late submission and the rather bad writing - i kept rewriting it and rewriting it an i never ended up getting it done on time - but i tried and i hope you like it <3

also, this was meant to be fluff but then um

song credit: Stand By You by Rachel Platten

(this is long - nearly 4k words (it was supposed to be longer but i have writer’s block atm) because i got carried away so to read the whole thing, click the keep reading thing or the little page flip thing at the top right corner of this post!)

hands, put your empty hands in mine

He lifts his head. He’s shaking, and I don’t know how to stop it, so I just hug him tighter until our collarbones clash together and his trembling head is on my shoulder.

“You’re okay, Simon,” I whisper, and I think my voice is shaking, too. “You’re okay.”

There’s silence, then he murmurs into my shirt, “I can’t feel anything anymore, Baz. I feel - dead.”

His magic’s really gone, then, and I squeeze my eyes shut because I know it’s what he treasured most in the world.

“But you’re still here, love,” and the shaking grows again, and he hiccups into my shoulder. “You’re still here, and as long as you’re still here, everything’s fine.”

“If it’s not-”

“It will be.” I kiss the side of his head, firmly, desperately. “You’re Simon bloody Snow. You can do anything you set your mind to.”

I can still feel the tears staining my shirt and his hiccuping anguish, so I pull him closer and rest my head on top of his even as the searchlights swing around the grounds and Penelope jumps up to get their attention.

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Favorite Klaroline Fanfiction

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of these summaries or stories.  Each story and summary is owned by its respective owner linked below.

Hey! Check out these Klaroline stories.  These are my all time favorite Klaroline stories to read and I’m sure any Klaroline fan will love them too!

Friends, then? by AddriannaDestiny/AddriannaDestiny

Rated M: It has been a very long and lonely summer for Caroline as everyone has either left town or started a new relationship after graduation. Now that the summer is over and college is about to start, Caroline finds herself closer to the one person she should be avoiding completely. Disclaimer: Story takes place after the season 4 finale.

The Dark King by AddriannaDestiny/AddriannaDestiny

Rated M: He is a powerful and feared King to all supernatural beings but his chosen Queen does not please everyone. During a bold attack, they are separated and kept apart from each other for 500 years until Klaus is awakened and shows everyone why he is known as The Dark King. With elaborate plots to overthrow him, his biggest power will always be the love of his Ivory Queen. Dark KC AU

Don’t remember me by AddriannaDestiny/AddriannaDestiny

Rated M: They were nothing but two strangers living together now. Power, money and everything that came with it changed him and she couldn’t recognize the man she once loved in him anymore until one tragic night changed everything. Fate delivered them a second chance, she just didn’t know if it would be enough. Human Klaroline AU/AH

Hostage by AddriannaDestiny/AddriannaDestiny

Rated M: He took her as hostage because he needed leverage over her best friend, but nothing ever goes as planned when the baby vampire is everything but predictable and afraid of him. It’s a road trip Klaus will never forget. Au/Meme

Season of the wolves by AddriannaDestiny/AddriannaDestiny

Rated M: He always considered love to be a weakness but when the Alpha male meets his wild untamed wolf match, Mystic Falls becomes the perfect field for two lost souls on the prowl. In a world where the supernatural exists, nothing is stronger than human feelings and soon Klaus and Caroline find out that some things you just can’t fight forever. AU Meme

Crest by AddriannaDestiny/AddriannaDestiny

Rated M: The Mikaelson family has it all. Love, happiness and a wealthy empire that they run as a tight unit. Set in the heart of Brazil, the story begins with the return of their abusive and estranged father who arrives with only one purpose, to seek revenge and to destroy their lives, starting with Klaus. AH/Au meme.

Avowal by AddriannaDestiny/AddriannaDestiny

Rated M: There is only one rule during the biggest night of New Orleans, no one goes home alone. Au/meme

Gravity by AddriannaDestiny/AddriannaDestiny

Rated M: The more they fought to stay away from each other the more they seemed unable to be apart. Pure gravity seemed to always pull them back together. And this would forever be their greatest weakness. Set somewhere after Season 3, Episode 14 - Dangerous Liaisons

Gravity 2 by AddriannaDestiny/AddriannaDestiny

Rated M: A dark, mysterious and surprising new evil threatens to take its toll on the surviving Original family and the newly weds Mr and Mrs Mikaelson. While Rebekah tries to mend a broken heart, Kol has to overcome his biggest fear. But it is Klaus who finds himself in danger of losing it all to an enemy he can’t fight without facing his darkest, most painful secrets. Sequel to Gravity.

The alpha and his mate by she.daydreams.in.colour

Rated M: When a werewolf finds its mate, there’s supposed to be an instant attraction: smoldering eye contact, adrenaline rush, and the insatiable urge to… you know, mate. Unfortunately for Klaus Mikaelson, due to an epic glitch of nature his mate is not a lycan similar to himself but a stunning, strong-willed and utterly stubborn human - Caroline Forbes. Fluffy smut, or smutty fluff. :)

take it but don’t break it by she.daydreams.in.colour

Rated T: When a werewolf finds its mate, there’s supposed to be an instant attraction – smoldering eye contact, adrenaline rush, the insatiable urge to… you know, mate. Which is why a certain alpha male is confused when he kisses Caroline Forbes but instead kissing him back she smashes a beer bottle on his head. Prequel to The Alpha and His Mate.

that i give you not my hand but my heart by she.daydreams.in.colour

Rated T: Sold as wife to Legatus Niklaus Mikaelson in exchange for the command of ten thousand soldiers, Caroline Salvatore resigns herself to a political marriage where her husband sees her merely as another pawn in the game of war. But on her wedding night, she learns a valuable lesson – sometimes one word is all it takes to earn a man’s respect. Klaroline Game of Thrones/Spartacus AU.

a lesson in punctuality by she.daydreams.in.colour

Rated M: Klaus is late. Caroline is annoyed. So she teaches him a lesson using a helpful little technique called ‘seduction’. Smutty times ensue at the office - too bad Stefan’s caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. “Oh for Christ’s sake, Stefan,” Damon groaned. “That does NOT sound like a business call!”

pink slip by she.daydreams.in.colour

Rated T: Pink slip - a race where the winner gets to keep the loser’s car. Unfortunately for Kol Mikaelson, he lost to Caroline Forbes. Even more unfortunately, the DB9 he lost belongs to his brother Klaus.

you take the gun (or you pull out a bigger one) by she.daydreams.in.colour

Rated M: Conference call at eight thirty, deposition at nine, settlement meeting at ten. It’s an ordinary morning for top gun lawyer Klaus Mikaelson – until he spots a bouquet of flowers awaiting delivery to Caroline Forbes with a hand-written card that reads 'Dinner tomorrow? - Marcel’.

my love is a sonnet of gold and blue by she.daydreams.in.colour

Rated T: “For a groom whose bride just ran away, you don’t even look sad.” Damon comments, passing a flask of whiskey along to his brother. Stefan just smiles as he watches Caroline run out of the cathedral, hand in hand with Klaus.

i’ll carve you a red river by she.daydreams.in.colour

Rated T: Caroline learns of Hayley’s pregnancy – and the consequences are bloody. “Oh, but I like New Orleans,” she says with a smug smile, delighting in the blaze of anger that flares in Klaus’ eyes as Marcel’s arm wraps tight around her waist. “I like being queen.”

my best friend’s sister by she.daydreams.in.colour

Rated T: The sisters of your friends are off-limits. That’s perhaps the most sacred of all Bro Code rules. Unfortunately, it’s also the most broken one.

and if he falls by she.daydreams.in.colour

Rated T: A room number mix-up results to Klaus Mikaelson staring speechlessly at a naked woman in his shower at four thirty in the morning. Unfortunately for him, Damon Salvatore doesn’t take kindly to strangers gawking at his sister Caroline. “Oh God, Damon - I think you broke his jaw.”

only red flames live here now by she.dreams.in.colour

Rated T: A royal elopement brings a thousand Greek warships seeking to conquer the Trojan shores. As the battle of gods and men wage on, a prince of Sparta finds himself wanting to ravage not only the city of Troy but a certain fair-haired maiden as well. Trojan War AU, not strictly compliant to Iliad.

lay all your love on me by she.dreams.in.colour

Rated T: “You know what you should do? Get over that 'I-have-to-have-feelings-for-the-men-I-sleep-with’ crap. Go to some random bar, flirt with some good looking guy and get laid. Casual, recreational, no strings attached.” Damon said. Caroline should have known better than to listen. AU/AH

The Madness Underneath by Hybridlovelies

Rated M: Caroline is a psych student working as a sober companion in Chicago, hired by Elijah Mikaelson to assist his brother, Klaus, who is fresh out of rehab. For the next six weeks she’ll be with him 24/7 helping him to maintain a sober life. Caroline will soon discover Klaus is no ordinary client. AH/AU, based off of Elementry/Sherlock Holmes. Do not have to be a fan of Holmes to read!

Timeless by Hybridlovelies

Rated M: The girls come up with a plan to send Caroline back in time to kill Klaus before he ever arrives in Mystic Falls. But it turns out their plan won’t be as simple as they thought. Especially when Caroline gets stuck in the past & only has Klaus to rely on.

Changeless by Hybridlovelies

Rated M: Sequel to Timeless. Even though Klaus is against it, Caroline & the girls form a plan to find the cure for Elena, heading out to the deserted island where it is hidden, on their own. Once again, Caroline finds herself caught between love for Klaus & loyalty to friends. But when they find the cure, everything they thought they knew will change, & they may never be the same again.

Wicked Schemes by willowaus

Rated M: Old family secrets lead Caroline on a journey of self-discovery and into the dark underbelly of New Orleans as Klaus works to reclaim his kingdom and rebuild the family he’s slowly destroyed over the centuries. A TVD/The Originals crossover. Caroline/Klaus.

Prowl by withfireandblood

Rated M: The Mikaelson family had a saying. “Love beyond family is the greatest weakness. We do not feel and we do not care.” It was a code he lived by. So why did he save the girl? Klaus / Caroline.

Beauty and the Geek by jomosfamilyjewels

Rated M: AU/AH - Klaus owns a comic book store and Caroline is the pretty little thing that moves into the retail space next door. Light and fluffy, to go with all the doom and gloom that’s been popping up lately! Rated M…because you know me…it’ll get smutty before you know it. *snickers*

Cowboys and Indians by jomosfamilyjewels

Rated M: Klaus and Caroline are childhood friends, but circumstances in Klaus’ young life turn him and his family to a life of crime causing them to become the most feared Outlaws in the West. However, the years haven’t caused Klaus to forget Caroline or caused Caroline to forget the boy she’s always cared for, no matter how ruthless he’s become. Rated M for language and sexual situations.

Financial Benefits by jomosfamilyjewels

Rated M: Caroline finally receives her dream job as the Personal Assistant, and event coordinator extraordinaire, to the CEO of Mikaelson Financial. Little does she know, on her first day, that she’d been hired to be the PA to not Esther Mikaelson like she expected, but her son Klaus. AU/AH Rated M.

Marriage of Convenience by Chel 90210

Rated M: Klaus is the CEO of Mikaelson Enterprises. Klaus’s visa is about to expire unless he can find a way around it. That’s where his assistant Caroline comes in. Desperate to stay in the states, he offers her 10 million dollars to marry him for a year. Will Caroline willingly marry a man she hates? Or will Klaus force her into a marriage of convenience? AU/AH, Dominate/Possessive themes

Living Arrangements by Chel 90210

Rated M: Just when Caroline thinks that Klaus is going to propose, he breaks things off. Knowing that she doesn’t have anywhere to go, he offers to let her stay in the apartment they once happily shared until she has finished school. Can a single Caroline and Klaus live under the same room without causing any turmoil? Klaroline. Rated ’M’. AH/AU

I Don’t Date Men With Accents by peaceful village

Rated M: Caroline had a great life. She was living in Chicago, had an okay job, the best friends in the world, and an amazing daughter. Being a single Mom wasn’t the easiest job, but she managed. It all changed when Caroline went to England for a wedding, and she came face to face with someone she thought she would never see again. The reason she doesn’t date men with accents.

Coven by LoveOblivious

Rated M: A war is raging in New Orleans between a hybrid King, and the witches, The Sisters of Brigid. Strangers upon meeting, Klaus and Caroline spend a night together, unaware that one of them is the hybrid King, and the other a Sister of Brigid. Chaos ensues when identities are revealed, leading to a disastrous turn of events.

Close by LoveOblivious

Rated M: A series of smutty one-shots depicting the five times (to date) that Klaus and Caroline were close to being caught in oh-so compromising positions.

Lead Us Into Temptation by Anastasia Dreams

Rated M: The past bleeds into the present and Klaus remembers everything. A tale of seduction, reincarnation and a witch’s curse through the centuries. AU from 3x15. Darker, more obsessive Klaus.

Once in A Blue Moon by TalkingToTulips

Rated M: “Well sometimes, a male and a female wolf meet, there is a connection that is there from the moment their hands touch or their eyes meet, like human love at first sight but more primal and real.” An AU Klaus is the alpha of one of the biggest packs in the states and Caroline is a orphaned omega, adjusting to her new life.

You Know You Love Me by GGirlxoxoA/GGirlxoxoA

Rated T: Welcome to New York’s Upper East side, where the children of wealthy investment bankers and politicians run free. Backstabbing, treachery and all forms of debauchery are fair game. Enter Caroline Salvatore, the youngest of the Salvatore family, who rules the halls of Notting Prep along with her two best friends Katerina Petrova and Bonnie Bennett. AU Klaroline, Kalijah, Kennett.

End And Beginnings by clairegleek

Rated M: What if Stefan had been too late to save Caroline in 4.16, how would Klaus react? What if it wasn’t just an ending but only the beginning? *M rating from Ch22*

Fixing Mistakes by clairegleek

Rated M: Caroline and Klaus connect in the forest in Mystic Falls before parting. That was never how their futures were supposed to go. Caroline is sent to the past to fix the mistakes of the future. Can she fulfil their destiny?

Two Lost Souls by Moultipass1

Rated M: Unable to cope with his son’s death, Klaus turns off his humanity. Elijah and Rebekah try to make him turn it back on but face failure after failure. Fearing he’s lost to them, they decide to enlist Caroline’s help in a last desperate attempt. Their plan is put in jeopardy when a surprise awaits Elijah in Mystic Falls.

Odds and Ends by Lynyrd Lionheart

Rated M: My various one shots that I post to Tumblr. Number 74: Amnesiac Klaus, part 2.

Terms and Conditions by RadientWings

Rated T: After Klaus retrieved the cure from Katherine, Caroline came to him to bargain for it. She offered him the only thing she had - herself. Klaroline. Five-shot.

Love in London by HelloCutePanda

Rated M: AU/AH - Caroline and Klaus in London. A neurotic blonde and a womanizing crime lord finding love in each others arms.

Klaroline Drabbles by HelloCutePanda

Rated M: One shots of Klaroline.

The One Where by heystrippah

Rated M: A collection of all my Klaroline one-shots as posted over at the magical land called Tumblr.

Body Knows Best by heystrippah

Rated M: Klaus Mikaelson is a Wall Street highflier and an unapologetic hedonist. Caroline Forbes is a personal assistant with zero patience for his type. But when he accidentally costs Caroline her job, he offers her a solution. Work for him instead.

Providence by heystrippah

Rated M: In a post-apocalyptic world crawling with the supernatural, Caroline Forbes has spent her entire life trying to understand who and what she really is. If she could survive a certain original hybrid, she may live long enough to find out.

Some Nights by heystrippah

Rated M: When a one night stand turns into a two night stands that turns into a full blown arrangement, Caroline Forbes and Klaus Mikaelson find themselves ingrained in each other’s lives - unwilling to commit but unable to let go. AU/AH

Ubiquitous by G.M.Portraepic

Rated M: POWER. It surrounds them. Defines them. It has for four-thousand years: but it was only ever supposed to be temporary. Lured to the French Quarter by an ancient force beyond their own comprehension, Klaus and Caroline face an enemy and fate that even their foes could never have foreseen. TVD/TO AU/Canon twist From 4x09 onwards. Klaus/Caroline. Rated M for later chapters.

Null and Void by liarfaker

Rated M: Caroline Forbes (soon-to-be-Lockwood) is one of the best divorce attorneys in Chicago. She tears unfaithful husbands to pieces, ready to fight for her friend, a rising star Katherine Pierce who wants to divorce Damon Salvatore, a famous photographer. Little does she know that Damon hired a ruthless and successful lawyer Klaus Mikaelson. A divorce may be the least of their problems.

Underground Kings by scarlettaffairs

Rated M: Caroline Forbes’ weekdays are pretty mundane, but when night falls, cars, speed, and that rush of adrenaline is all she looks forward to, especially if she’s racing against him. (AU/AH/One Shot)

Underground Kings (Part II) by scarlettaffairs

Rated M: [Sequel to Underground Kings!] The day has been out of the ordinary for Klaus Mikaelson and he found himself more perplexed when it involved a familiar blonde vixen. (AU/AH/One Shot)

New York City

You know, sometimes it hits me that I live in a major world city. Like I remember that I have the president and foreign embassies and ambassadors and tourists from all over and kids from villages and kids from other cosmopolitan cities and famous actors and professional athletes and all these amazing people with intensely different backgrounds just like…buying milk from the deli I ran into to use the atm.  

I mean - I’ve complained about traffic cause Obama was a few blocks ahead of us.

I saw Johnny Depp walking across the block from me when I was a kid.

I hear 6 different languages during a bus ride from my old high school and go to ethnic restaurants where I can’t read the menu.

I have my pick of 92 different museums. My best friend found a dance hall that teaches swing, ballet, and capoeira.  

I can see a performance anywhere from the Broadway stage to the 7 train. 

I’ve stumbled upon 20 different hole in the wall bookstores with warm lamps and shelves so tall that I need a ten foot ladder to reach the top. 

I can go to a race-way that’s a one mile run from my house and hidden in the middle of a forest-park.

I can walk to the archery range four blocks from my house or end up on the docks looking over at what’s considered Gatsby’s neighborhood.

I can take a train going one way for Hampton beaches, and another one going the other way for Hudson River hiking.

I’ve gone to an Alice in Wonderland themed tea shop, but my favorite is  "Carry on Tea and Sympathy" run by the native Londoner who also owns the Fish and Chips place next door. (And for dinner I went to the Indian restaurant with chilipepper christmas lights hanging everywhere)

I’ve walked along a run-down above ground train that was turned into a park.

I have a Brazilian supermarket next door to the Greek one. 

I can walk into the public library by Bryant Park and find my grandfather’s name in records kept for immigrants who passed through Ellis Island. 

I know I always look towards nature. I know I want to run off and travel the whole world and lose myself in forests and mountains….but damn I’m lucky. 

Ironman Lake Placid 2016 Race Report - Part 3

Transition 1.

The run from the swim to T1 wasn’t exactly short, I believe I heard it was 300 yards, but I loved it. The fan support at Lake Placid is second to none. Between the swim and bag area I saw my immediate family, best friends, a friend who attended the training camp with me last year, Mandy, and the two coaches who ran the training camp, Jeff and Sherri-Anne. Needless to say, they were all elated to see me out of the water.  After I passed them, I grabbed my bike bag, ran to the changing tent, and the first volunteer I saw was my tri-team teammate James! He grabbed my bag from me, took all my gear out while I was pulling my wetsuit off, may or may not have seen my bare white ass while I was changing from my swim shorts to bike shorts (I warned him, but honestly that whole tent was a sausage party), helped me gear up for the ride, and before I knew it I was on my way out of the tent. I got some sunscreen from a volunteer and immediately realized it wasn’t enough. Oh well, that was my first lesson learned. I rounded part of the oval, entered the grassy area where Catalina was napping, a volunteer yelled out my number over a megaphone, and by the time I got to my rack a volunteer was waiting for me with my bike! The volunteer complimented my bike, joked with me that she debated taking a piece of my PB&J because it looked good, and off I went! There were very few bikes left in transition, because I’m such an awesome swimmer, so I had all of the volunteers cheering for me. Perk of being a slow! Either way, I approached the mount line, inhaled one of my Clif bars, and prepared myself for the fun part, the 112 mile bike ride!

The Bike.

Once I got out onto the bike course I had a feeling like no other. I did not feel like I just swam for almost two hours. I felt fresh. I felt ready to kick it up a notch. I felt ready to fuck shit up!

The easiest way to describe the first loop of the ride? Fun! Right out of the gate I was picking people off. I had a year’s worth of pent up energy in my legs, ready to hit the hills of the Lake Placid Ironman course! I cruised up the long climb out of LP, passing those who looked to be struggling already (this kinda worried me; not for myself, but for them), hammered the rollers until the Keene descent, and then bombed down the hill, with a top speed of 47 mph! I stayed in my larger chain ring for the majority of the first loop, cruising in and out of the aero position, taking in the beautiful scenery along the way. I stopped at each aid station, chatted up the volunteers (I wasn’t going to win the race, so I was going to enjoy my day!), and kept it moving.

Random note: At one point on the racecourse, somewhere between the Keene descent and the Ausable out-and-back, there were kamikaze chickens. Yes, you read that right, Kamikaze chickens. As I approached them, going roughly 25mph, I was baffled. There was a guy in a lawn chair in the grass, to the right of them, who didn’t seem to care. I figured they’d run to the grass as I approached. Nope! They just kept doing their chicken thang in the road. “Getting plowed by a carbon fiber road bike” would’ve never been my thought for the answer to “why did the chicken cross the road?”

To be completely honest, I barely looked at my Garmin during the first loop, only to see how close I was to my next snack. I was just enjoying the ride, smiling as often as I could!

I did my thing on the Ausable out-and-back, climbed out to Wilmington, took in more gorgeous sights, cruised through the Hazelton out-and-back, and made my way back to Lake Placid. At this point there’s only 15 miles left in the first loop of the bike course, but it’s where you’ll find out who actually trained hills. See course description below.

For me, miles 40-56 were fun. At one point a motorcycle with flashing lights passed me and I knew who followed. It was Heather-Fucking-Jackson tearing the course up! She was already on her second lap of the bike course, heading back to LP to start the marathon, while I was heading back to start my second bike loop! As she passed me I yelled out “HEATHER, YOU’RE FUCKING AWESOME!!!” and she looked over and smiled! It took so much control not to pick up my pace and hammer the hill with her, but I held back and raced my race.

Before I knew it, I was approaching “The Bears,” at mile 54. The bears consist of 3 “hills”, (I use this term loosely, because Quassy skewed my definition of what a hill actually was. See: Hell) and are appropriately named Momma Bear, Baby Bear, and Papa Bear. I made easy work of Momma and Baby, with Poppa looming ahead. From a distance, Poppa seems a little daunting, but with the crowd lining both sides of the road, I made Poppa my bitch. I hit the bottom of the hill with a head of steam and flew straight up it, giving the energy back to the huge crowd as I got to the top. It was amazing! I made the turn at the top and knew I was halfway home on the bike course.  I cruised along Mirror Lake while taking in the atmosphere and energy from the crowds.

I scanned the crowds as I approached, hoping to see my family, and I started to think I missed them. It wasn’t until I was approaching special needs that I saw them!! And, on cue, there was Jess!

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I acknowledged them, waved, and headed to special needs. I grabbed my new PB&J sandwich, my slushee pedialyte (it didn’t completely thaw, but it was enough fluid/slush to fill most of my bottle), and grabbed my spare Clif bars. It felt like flawless preparation on my part. After a minute or five I was on my way. I rode around Main Street, past the Olympic oval, down around the back of the high school (where the split for T2 and the second lap is), and started my second lap.

I made my way out of Lake Placid, again, but this time runners accompanied me! It was humbling seeing how fast they were! Unfortunately, my excitement was short lived, because roughly 3 miles into the second loop I started to cramp severely in both of my medial quads. My left quad started to cramp first, and then my right, with the pedialyte saving the day in between cramps, but I was burning through it entirely too fast. I spaced my first bottle of pedialyte across the whole first 56-mile loop, but I was damn near empty with my second bottle as I approached the mile 72 aid station. It was getting bad. I desperately needed salt. In came my savior! I stopped at the aid station and asked the first person I saw if they had salt tablets. She looked at me and said “No, and I have no idea why not!” She then thought to herself and ran over to me and asked, “If I can get you some potato chips, would that help?” I immediately lit up and said, “That’d be AMAZING!” She ran off to the snack section designated strictly for the volunteers and grabbed a couple bags of regular Lays potato chips for me! She opened one, handed it to me, opened the second one, rolled up the top, and stuck it in my bike jersey! I inhaled most of the bag and probably thanked her ten times for saving my ass. She didn’t have to do that, but she did.

I can’t say enough about the volunteers out on the bike course. They made me feel like this was MY race. Whether it was running to get snacks and bottles of hydration for me, holding my bike while I ran into the port-o-potty, or covering me with sunscreen from head to toe, they were the real MVPs.

Miles 73-110 were similar to the first loop, except a little bit slower due to the heat and the obvious fatigue. I stopped eating towards the end of the ride, even though I knew I had to. After 7 hours, I just didn’t have it in me to eat any more PB&J. I conquered The Bears one more time and knew I was done with the bike course. I cruised towards Lake Placid, except now there were A LOT more people on the run course! It was MOBBED! It looked so awesome to see so many people out there! We shared the road as I cruised down Mirror Lake Drive. I saw my friend Carl for the first time of the day; he was already killing it at mile 11 on the run! He saw me approaching, yelled to me, and seemed so pumped that I was about to finish the bike, knowing I actually made it out of the water before the cutoff that morning. It felt great! I made my way down through Lake Placid, spotted my friends, Steve and Heather, as I was rounding onto Main Street, gave a Lance Armstrong-esque fist pump as they cheered, and made my way around the back of the High School to finish my ride.

I was done with the 112-mile ride. 7 hours and 43 minutes.

A volunteer awaited at the dismount line for Catalina; so I hopped off, grabbed my Garmin, and watched as she was escorted away to transition after owning the shit out of that course. I hit the lap button on my Garmin, crossed the Bike Entrance arch and I was officially on my way to T2!

Transition 2.

For some reason, as soon as I got off the bike I started to run. There was no reason to run, and running in bike shoes is pretty dumb, but I was so pumped to be done with the 2.4-mile swim and 112-mile bike ride.

I grabbed my run bag from my rack, ran into T2, and to my surprise James was working the tent again! He grabbed my stuff, unloaded my run bag as I took my bike gear off, and helped me get ready for the run. He assured me that I came in with plenty of time to spare before the bike cutoff, and that I had roughly 7 hours to finish the marathon. That excited me, but I realized I still had to finish a fucking MARATHON in order to be called an Ironman. I did a triple check of my gear, got coated in sunscreen by a volunteer outside of the tent, and hit the lap button on my Garmin.

It was time for the marathon.

It was time to earn my Ironman status.

It was time for redemption.

Connections

And we continue with number four, which is a prompt I received a while back, and decided to follow up on. NSFW, 1.295 words.

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Connections

It’s a dreary Wednesday morning, and she is bored. She woke up around eight, walked around aimlessly in the flat for a good half an hour, making herself a cup of tea and flicking on the television, then watched the news. News broadcasts turn out to be rather depressing, so instead she decides to do the dishes from the evening before, and then she walks around for another while, sighing deeply before watering the plants.

It’s almost ten in the morning and apart from reblogging some funny GIFs and doing some household chores, there’s nothing left to do. Laundry’s in the washing machine, her kitchen counter is neat and clean, and she’s curled up on her couch, with a mug of her favourite tea. Life is good. And boring. She sighs as she reaches for her iPhone on the coffee table, and swipes to unlock the screen. One new message. It’s from Grace. You awake yet? Going in at ten, give me a call if you read this before. She glances at the time, pleased to see that she’s got a couple of minutes to spare. She grins and taps the screen a few times, before lodging the phone between her shoulder and ear as she holds onto her mug with both hands.

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The Top Ten Expectations for the End of Shippuden

   

    You all heard the rumors - Naruto Shippuden is most likely to come to an enveloping close this year, 2014, or maybe stretching into the next year, competing head to head with One Piece, which has around a twice more of a number of chapters as Shippuden. But Kishimoto definitely had it - a decade’s worth of writing a series? I feel for the guy, being a writer myself. He especially enjoys making depressing, emotional, tear-jerking moments every ten or so chapters (he claims it’s due to sad music he listens to). I mean, Kishi was inspired by Dragonball, right? And who can beat Akira Toriyama’s heart-racing series? The one and only Naruto, who we’ve been watching intently and religiously since we were first grade noobs. Naruto ranks higher than Bleach and One Piece and has one of the most captivating anime adaptations. Let’s just hope that he leaves a series as awesome as this with a brilliant finish, making it of the most memorable shonen collection of our generation. 

   My expectations, as well as those of the Narutards whom I communicate with and know worldwide, are composed of what the series should and will be inclining towards - here are the top ten things that Shippuden has to end with ~ art is a blast after all!

10. Madara needs a perfect slam-dunk to finish him off. And I mean seriously - the dude is so OP it’s hard to believe he’s 1/3 human. Kishi has a difficult time getting rid of him. Let’s see what this week’s chapter has to give. I personally want Madara’s end to be idealistic too - with most of the villains of Shippuden, they all died in a certain touching way, and I hope Madara’s story will be the most emotional and he’ll leave us in a way we wish he never had. It’s reverse psychology. Like I always say, he’s badass but his backstory, along with Hashirama’s, is affecting and sad in its own way. I want to feel like he was a genuine character, not the freaking invincible piss off he’s being right now.

9. Each of the Konoha 11 need to be given the spotlight near the end to demonstrate their accomplishments and the near future, and this includes Sasuke. They all need to move a step upward, given the fact they are practically young adults by the end of the series. Neji Hyuga needs a memorial funeral and a moment of vigil from the characters. Itachi, who is my freaking favorite, needs to be remembered and something has to be done for his sake. I don’t know, we’ll let Kishi sort that out. 

8. We should see Konoha being rebuilt and everybody moving on to a certain extent. We need a final glimpse of Ichiraku Ramen, Konohamaru and his gang, the Hokage monuments, you know, all the things that make the Hidden Leaf Village home and our childhood bittersweet.

7. Kakashi and Obito need to have a nostalgic, overemotional and effusive end together. Expect a lot of weeping and cursing here.

6. The four Hokages should have a spectacular farewell moment with everybody before they go back to the land of the dead. Orochimaru and Kabuto need a proper dissolution too.

5. Something needs to be done about Kakashi’s eye - we all have to accept the fact that he is no longer Konoha’s Copy Ninja unless he can snatch back what was stolen from him. He was Kishi’s iconic character from the start and we all have to admit, we loved him like heck. But I’m not sure it’s as easy at it sounds, this whole eyeball-grabbing-shoving-into-eye-socket process. I mean, I hate to break it to you guys, but it doesn’t work in the real world. 

4. The five Kages should have a group hug or something at the end, hopefully they’ll all be alive to see their villages reunited together after so many years of disunity. Something grand needs to happen for the five of them. 

3. Naruto has to become Hokage in the near future. Has to has to. Why I stress the importance of this fact is that the whole point of the series was this - everything the blond dude does is pushing for his position as Hokage, since he was a puny kid. And we love him as a protagonist for that. However, at an interview at Jump Festa Kishi claims that he may be considering making Sasuke Hokage…OKAY WTF…HOW WILL THAT WORK OUT? He himself admits that Sasuke is self-centered and impulsive - he’s a true hedonist + sadist inside out. I like him and all, but he and Hokage don’t really string together. The Uchiha clan need to recover, much like the Hyuga do - they are full of the sick and broken-hearted. They don’t have time for Hokage business. Here’s a screenshot from an interview I read:

   So yes. We sincerely hope Kishi has his head on straight right now.

2. All the regularly-inclining, one-sided love which are closest to canon right now have to happen. One which is undoubtedly going to occur is Shikamaru and Temari, because their love is obviously not one-sided and more canon than anything. They are really the only couple everybody agrees on, and that satisfies most fangirls. (ShikaIno has little or no chances of canon). Both Temari and Shikamaru are smartass, calculating, spiky-haired, overly mature and serious characters who only soften up around each other. RING A DING DING. Even during the Omakes and filler arcs, both of them are hinting their feelings constantly. 

     Naruto and Hinata are presently second most closest to canon, even though Naruto likes playing the naive idiot when his resurrected father asked if Sakura was his girlfriend.But moreover, I personally can’t favorite Sakura, but she and Naruto are so much like siblings and best friends I find it hard to imagine them together. Like Hermione and Harry, or the Doctor and Clara, or Kiba and Hinata. On top of it all, Kishimoto minused one character (my beloved Neji Hyuga) for the sake of NaruHina’s chance to shine. Hinata is also the only person who ever truly confessed to Naruto or to any character for that fact. And Kiba would beat the shit out of Naruto if he breaks Hinata’s heart, since Neji isn’t there anymore. He’s our good old NaruHina shipper.

    And lastly, SasuSaku, which has been an object of intense contemplation since Part I. A lot of people claim Sasuke hates Sakura but I disagree. He has the sort of feelings for her a lot of readers skim over. But I, liking Sasuke, pay attention. The first thing he always says when he shows up, in rain or snow, in Shippuden and Part I, is “Sakura.” He plays the hero all throughout Part I, blushes when he asks about her, and is always acting stoically around Sakura in Part II. Sakura also refused the love letter from the ninja at the medical unit for obvious reasons. She is always backfiring on Naruto. And this week’s chapter should reveal something now - Sakura’s in danger, and Sasuke is the only one with Sharingan who is on Madara’s tail. Let’s hope these three OTPs work out. The rest will come together somehow. What I love about shonen is that there is minimal romance and leaves you thinking about it last. But for the end, I want it to be a priority.

1. I’m dying and anticipating to see Konoha and the Rookies at least ten years from now. I loved the way Deathly Hallows ended at book seven, it was absolutely brilliant and left you wounded with feels. Mockingjay’s flashforward, observationally, was a great disappointment but it was nice to see Peeta and Katniss moving on after so long, and that they had children too. (Although I was a Gale/Katniss shipper). However, Finnick, Gale (AIEEEE) and a large majority of characters were lost, dead or simply not there anymore. We heard nothing from them or what happens supposedly. We can leave Game of Thrones out of this one since practically everybody dies. Lord of the Rings was an absolute sobstory of an ending - it was amazing in the way no other fandom was. I can’t even remember Twilight’s end since it was all so sappy, but my greatest disappointment was what happened with Jacob and all. Anywho…most popular fandoms end this way. Since we know Kishimoto’s writing style, he loves to take his fans back to the past, and back to childhood - it brings about a sense of romance and intense emotion. Now we request he takes us forward, much forward, to when everybody is older, accomplished their dreams, have their own kids and families, and are still the greatest of friends. 

    So what’s going to happen in the end? Let’s stick with it for the rest of the agonizingly long year, folks. 

Yes, I’m such a Clexa trash.
Yes, I like Clarke Griffin.
Yes, I fucking love Lexa.
Yes, I think that Lexa kom Triku is ONE OF THE BEST characters of LGBTQ/TV history.
Yes, I’m in that 90% that started in this fandom because of Commander Heart Eyes (and lesbihonest, ADC is a cinnamon roll).
Yes, I’m such a sucker for good plots.
Yes, I know that, sometimes, you need a death to move forward in the plot.

But no, I’m not into the fucking “Let’s give the fandom hope, a very publicity hope, and then just… Crush it”.
But no, I’m not into the “Person A needs Person B death to deeply change the way they see themselves” (Not when you do it twice… With the same character).
But no, I’m not into the “two very loved characters becoming this very anticipated canon just to make them sink in the fucking same episode”.
But no, I’m not into the “Let’s kill the best character in the show in the must disrespectful way possible”. (Cause that was what it was)

This is like Valkubus all over again.
(And I forgave them because the plot was shit. And the writers were shit).

And for that,
I’m gonna watch the rest of season because Eliza’s acting deserves it.
I’m gonna watch it because ADC’s acting was beautiful.
And they both deserve my support as a fan ‘til the very end.

But after that, man, idk.
Right now, I’m sure about one thing: They just lost a huge part of the fandom.
A fandom that put it in the “Tumblr’s 2015 Top Ten Shows”.
A fandom that put “The 100” in the map.
A fandom that can race against ANY Shonda’s fandom, The Walking Dead fandom, Game Of Thrones fandom… (Or they forgot about SDCC 2015?)
A fandom that is deeply hurt for a disrespectful death of one of the most loved characters of the show.

anonymous asked:

Aw, why would you stop watching? Sorry if you've talked about it before and I missed it.

No it’s totally fine. If (spoilers) Robin dies, I’m just not sure I’ll be able to see OUAT the same way anymore. It’s not that he’s one of my favorite characters, doesn’t even crack the top ten, maybe is in the top 20 for this show. And I love OQ so much, but it’s not the reason I started watching the show or anything.

But for me to love OUAT, to be able to love it despite the plot holes, the rushed storylines, the issues with consent, race, etc, at the end of the day I need to believe this is a show about hope and happy endings prevailing. I don’t want to see main characters die on this show. I’m still sad that Neal’s gone and that Rumple is deprived of a son and Henry of a father. Villains dying even makes me sad. I am cynical enough on my own and I specifically watch this show because it is in no way cynical. I love that in this specific universe, no matter what the obstacle, if you have hope and faith then you will prevail and get your happiness.

To me there’s no hope in one child being orphaned and another being left with a mother who’s only just started looking to redemption. There’s no hope in a woman who wanted love her whole life, who fought to come back from darkness, who found her soulmate and then experienced arguably the most absurd and pointless obstacles preventing her and her love from being together, and still managing to come out the other side together, only for her to lose him. For her to go on a quest to help her friend bring back her true love and as a result lose her own. There’s no hope in a man who has done nothing but be good and kind, trying to always do the right thing, who has been victimized and his trauma not even treated as a factor, dying. There’s no hope in a character who has symbolized justice and fairness and what’s right for centuries not getting his happy ending.

So for me that would break my belief in what this show is, and I’d rather end on a high point then watch and see the show stop feeling like what I fell in love with. No amount of love I have for the characters can make up for a fundamental change (for me) in what the show stands for.