one thousand cries has the night

TO THE SISTER WHO QUIETLY CRIED DURING TARAWEEH
💔💔💔💔

As we prayed isha and taraweeh, the sister next to me quietly cried.

I couldn’t help but wonder how many sisters in that room were in pain, and facing some trial, silently, and bravely, as we came together to worship Allah in prayer.

And you’d never know…

How many were calling out to Allah for His Mercy, knowing that He is the only One who can relieve their distress, forgive them, set right their affairs, and only in His remembrance would their hearts find rest?

Trials are the nature of this dunya and everyone is facing something,

And We will surely test you with something of fear and hunger and a loss of wealth and lives and fruits, but give good tidings to the patient, Who, when disaster strikes them, say, “Indeed we belong to Allah, and indeed to Him we will return.” Those are the ones upon whom are blessings from their Lord and mercy. And it is those who are the [rightly] guided. Surat Al Baqarah: 155 – 157

I wanted to take a moment to write to all of the sisters who are struggling this Ramadan, who are facing trials, who feel like their hearts have been shattered into a thousand pieces…

To: the sister who cried quietly in taraweeh and all those struggling this Ramadan

The sister who is exhausted,

The sister who is heartbroken,

The sister who feels overwhelmed with it all,

The sister who feels numb, because so much has happened,

The sister who feels disconnected, from people and from her Lord,

The sister who is spending Ramadan by herself,

The sister who is lonely because she’s alone,

The sister who is lonely in her marriage,

The sister who cries every night, to her Lord, knowing He is the only One who can help her,

The sister who is unable to fast this Ramadan because of health reasons. She feels left out, disconnected from the ummah and all she wants to do is fast for the sake of Allah, but she knows she can’t,

The sister who is no longer able to make sujood because her body is failing her… as her disease progresses, her muscles have stopped working. Alhamdullilah, she can still walk – with help, but she doesn’t know for how much longer,

The sister who is struggling with invisible illness – in pain and battling to get through each day, putting on a brave face, trying to stay positive and not let the comments ‘But you look fine’ get to her,

The sister who has been told by the doctors that she only has a few years left. They don’t know exactly how long,

The sister who has been trying for a baby for years, and endures regular hurtful and probing comments from others. She knows children are from Allah, but still, she feels the pinch of their words,

The sister who has had IVF so many times, but they never took,

The sister who miscarried, again, and felt like a piece of her heart broke when she lost her baby,

The sister who is trying her best to fulfil her obligations and take care of her kids, but is so so tired,

The sister who has lost someone she loves, and she misses them every day,

The sister who was recently diagnosed with cancer. They don’t yet know if it’s spread,

The sister who is battling cancer and the treatment is gruelling,

The sister whose eyesight is fading,

The sister whose child is sick, very sick,

The sister whose child has been hurt,

The sister who is struggling with anxiety, depression and other mental health issues,

The sister who is struggling with oppression,

The sister whose world has been devastated and her life shattered by shocking news,

The sister whose marriage and home is emotionally turbulent,

The sister who is widowed and struggling to get through each day, trying to support herself and her children, one step at a time,

The sister who is divorced and heartbroken, and trying to get back on her feet, one step at a time,

The sister struggling to find work, who needs to pay the bills,

The sister facing eviction and homelessness,

The sister who doesn’t know how she’s going to feed her children tonight,

The sister from Syria, whose city and country have been destroyed, who doesn’t know anyone that hasn’t lost someone they love. All she wants to do is go home, but she can’t,

The sister who is living in a refugee camp, relying on charity to feed and clothe her and her children. She’s alone this Ramadan. Her husband didn’t make it on the boat crossing,

The sister who is walking, carrying her children and the few belongings they managed to save. Walking, hoping that wherever they are walking to will be safer than where they have come from,

To every one of you, and all the other sisters who are facing innumerable challenges, my love and du’a go out to you this Ramadan. Know, dear sister, your solace and comfort lie with Allah, Ar-Rahman, the source of our relief and the reliever of our distress.

He is Able to Do All Things.

Turn to Him and cry.

Pour your heart out to Him.

He is the One who can bring you ease, who can set right your affairs, who can relieve the burden that is weighing on your heart and know, for your patience, your reward awaits you in Jannah, in shaa Allah, a place where there is no sorrow or hardship; only eternal bliss and closeness to your Lord.

This life is temporary and surely we know we will be tested but this life will also be over in the blink of an eye, and the reward in the Hereafter is beyond our imaginings, so hold on to Allah in your darkest hours, when you feel like there is no one else in the world.

Hold on to Him and know, with absolute certainty that He will never leave you, never let you down and that your reward lies with Him. He is the Most Merciful, and He is ever near.


BE KIND TO EVERYONE

As I wrote this, it was a reminder to myself, first and foremost, that we never know what others may be facing in silence. The sister next to you in salatcould be facing the greatest trial of her life.

As we pray tonight and every night in Ramadan, let’s remember the sisters who are struggling in our du’a.

And as we move through this blessed month and beyond, let’s make the effort to be compassionate, to help where we can, to ease the burden of others if we are able, to be patient and to be kind to everyone.

A smile and a kind word to your sister might be a ray of light in the darkness of her day.

Your silent du’a for her might be answered.

Imagine meeting the Originals-Part 21

Hi, hello, bonjour :)

Part 21 (And with that we finish the third season)

@caughtonwires

Might be the last part (maybe… I don’t know…)

Please, note that I am French and that there might be some mistakes here and there.

Enjoy this really long chapter :)

Originally posted by elenaseyes

Klaus and Rebekah weren’t talking to each other. You wanted to go see Alaric, make sure he was okay. But you didn’t want to see the others and you didn’t know what Damon would do to you if he saw you.

You stayed at home for a few days, practicing magic. You couldn’t believe how easy it was for you now to manipulate the elements. Even though you were too scared to try electricity and you still had no idea how to manipulate light or darkness. You didn’t even know what it was about.

Rebekah wanted your help with the dance she was organizing at school. “Uh, no! I didn’t like the dances when I was in high school, I’m sure as hell not going to organize them now!” She said something about you being a bad friend and hung up. She texted you all day though. Matt helped her with the dance, brought her home. She found that suspicious and so did you. But that wasn’t the best part. Or, worst part. Her mother was back in town. She asked you to come over, she said she’d rather have you there so you could help her if her mother tried something. You weren’t sure you could do anything against the Original witch but what other choice did you have?

You were in what could be called the living room at the mansion with Rebekah and Esther.

“You have grown stronger since the last time I saw you” the witch tells you but you don’t answer. “I understand you saved my son Elijah by drinking his glass of champagne in his place… why would you do that?”

“What can I say, I’m pretty stupid” you shrug. That woman tried to kill you and your friends, you weren’t feeling like having a heart to heart with her. “Rebekah says you’re dying.”

“I am” she says.

“I thought Ayana had preserved your body with a spell.” Rebekah asks her mother.

“She did. I’m drawing my power from the Bennett witch line. When Abby died, the connection was severed. So my body is weakened.”

“Well if you’ve come to spend your last moments with your loving daughter, prepare to be disappointed. You should have spent less time plotting my death.”

You look at your friend with sad eyes.

“Is that what you think I’ve been doing on the other side? I’ve been looking over you for a thousand years of joy and heartbreak. Your fights with Klaus. The nights you cried yourself to sleep calling my name. Not a day has gone by that I wasn’t right there with you.”

“And yet, you still tried to kill me.”

“Because it shouldn’t have been a thousand years, Rebekah. No one should live that long.”

“But I haven’t lived at all” the blonde says with tears in her eyes.

“Sorry, Rebekah. So, so sorry.”

She takes her daughter’s hands in hers, but then, she starts trembling.

“What’s wrong with her?” you ask.

Rebekah doesn’t answer you and her mother falls to the ground. Klaus enters the room not long after. “What’s going on?” he asks, seeing his mother lying on the floor.

“She’s dead” Rebekah tells his brother.

“Guys…I’m so sorry” you don’t know what else to say.

Klaus stares at his dead mother for a while. You take one step towards Rebekah and put a friendly hand on her shoulder. “Are you gonna be okay?” you ask in a low voice.

She doesn’t answer. He takes a deep breath and say “Well, at least I don’t have to kill her now” then leaves. Rebekah looks up and watch him leave. “Leave” she tells you.

“Are you sure?” you ask her.

“Yes, I want to be alone” she doesn’t look at you. She was acting odd. You nod and leave.

The day after Esther’s death you hear from Caroline. She tries to apologize for almost killing you.

“You know what, there was a time, not so long ago, I wouldn’t have been angry at you, but you keep trying and trying to kill Klaus and when you fail and everybody gets hurt but him you try again. Now you’re telling me that everybody, including you, but Bonnie was ready to kill Finn even though I was still bound to him and that doesn’t help me to forgive you.”

“I understand. You need time.”

“Time? Time?!” you yell at her. “I think I’ll need a little bit more than just time, Caroline!”

“Okay, I get that, look.” She sighs “I am so, so sorry that Elena let you drink that champagne, you known when she told us, we couldn’t believe it. We were so mad at her. But…that didn’t change the fact that, Klaus needs to die…”

“You know why, Klaus needs to die? Because he needs Elena’s blood. You were ready to kill me and the entire Original family because of Elena. So, Caroline, I don’t really have a problem with you, even though…” you sigh.

“I know. We hate Elena, I get it…” she sighs. “Jeremy’s back…” she tells you after a few minutes of silence. Like you cared…

“How’s Ric?”

“Good, apparently…”

“That’s good to hear” you sigh, relieved.

“I gotta go, I have this dance thing to organize”

You frown. “Isn’t Rebekah, doing that?”

“Well, she had to show up if she wanted to do that”.

“Rebekah’s not at school?” you ask, surprised.

“No, you didn’t hear from her?”

“Esther died yesterday. She’s probably at home” you shrug.

“Oh…okay… Talk to you later?”

“As long as you don’t try to kill me again…”

“Hey!”

You laugh. “You deserved that”

“Yeah…I did, didn’t I?” she laughs. “Bye Y/N”

“Bye, Care…”

You hang up and try to call Rebekah but she doesn’t pick up. You decide to go to the mansion to see if everything was okay.

“Klaus?” you call once you’re inside the house, but you received no answer. You go to the studio and that’s where you find him, painting.

“I’ve been calling you” you say.

“What do you want, love?”

“Have you seen Rebekah?” you ask.

“Not since she asked me to go to that dance tonight” he says.

“You’re going to the high school dance?” you ask, surprised.

“I couldn’t resist my baby sister’s puppy eyes” he smiles at you.

“So, you have no idea where she is now then?”

“Sorry, love, not a clue”

You sigh. You see him putting the brush down. “Would you make me the honor of being my date?” he asks.

You laugh and shake your head. “Don’t you want to ask Caroline that?” you tell him.

“Well, Caroline will be there” he says.

“Then why do you want me to go with you?”

He doesn’t answer at first, is not looking at you. “I enjoy your company” he finally says.

You sigh. “I warn you, I don’t dance” you tell him and he laughs.

“I’ll pick you up, love”

“I need to find a dress” you sigh and you leave the mansion.

Klaus comes to pick you up early.

“You’re breath taking, love” he says and you blush.

“Thanks” you laugh like what he said was ridiculous.

You arrive at the dance and Bonnie spotted you there.

“Y/N, you came!” she says, smiling at you but her smile goes away once she saw who you were with.

“Hello, Bonnie” you say with a small smile, knowing exactly what she was thinking.

“Y/N…” you hear Elena’s voice calling you.

“Don’t even try, Elena” you say without even looking at her.

“I just wanted to…”

“I don’t care what you want” you cut her off, turning to look at her “the moment you let me drink that glass…no, you know what, the moment you looked Elijah in the eyes and lied to his face about his mother, the moment you decided to let him die, to let them die and me along with them, that’s when it was too late. That’s when you decided that my life wasn’t worth anything to you and that’s when I lost all respect I had for you. You made me angry, Elena. And that’s not going away anytime soon. And that’s on you” you yell at her. She looks at you, hurt and everybody stays silence. You only move after you hear screams coming from students.

You look up and that’s when you see some decorations next to you on fire.

“I think you should calm down, love” Klaus tells you with a serious tone.

“Did you do this?” Stefan asks you.

“Is this about you being an elemental?” Elena asks. Her voice irritates you.

“Get-away-from me” you tell her with a threatening tone and the flames disappear. You had lost it a few seconds ago but now you were in control again.

You walked away from Elena to the hallway and you were followed by Klaus. “I’m sorry. I’m the worst date ever” you sigh.

“I think that was well-deserved” he says with a smile and you smile back. “Feeling better, love?”

You nod, laughing “God, yes!”

“Go, go find Caroline, I’ll be fine” you tell him.

“Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to be the worst date ever” he says, smiling at you.

“Go, I’ll try to find Rebekah” you tell him. He nods and leaves you in the hallway. “Don’t burn the school down, love” he says before stepping out and that makes you laugh.

You were joined by Bonnie. “Don’t feel bad” she tells you. “You’re right to be angry”

“That’s all? I’m right to be angry?”

She sighs “She was wrong to do what she did to you. I would’ve never done that”

“I know” you sigh. “Have you seen Rebekah?”

She frowns “No,… sorry”

“It’s okay…”

“So…” she wants to ask you something. “Are you like…dating Klaus now?”

Your eyes grow big and you laugh “No”

She sighs, she looked relieved “Oh good, good”

“Enjoy the dance, Bonnie”

She goes back inside and you decide to look around for Rebekah. When you don’t find her anywhere you decide to go outside. You find a line of salt on the ground and you frown.

“Rebekah, call me back immediately, I only came at this ridiculous dance because you beg me to and now you’re nowhere to be find” you hear Klaus’s voice coming from behind you.

You were standing in front of the salt line, armed crossed. You see him stop next to you. “I don’t think you can leave…” you tell him.

“What is this?” he asks looking at the line.

“I don’t think Rebekah’s coming”  

“Your mother’s back” you hear Stefan say. He leads you to a classroom where Bonnie was trying to undo Esther’s spell.

”What’s taking so long?” Klaus asks. “All boundary spell have a loophole”

Matt enters the room saying only vampires were trapped. Jeremy wants to go ahead to help Elena but Stefan refuses. “It would be suicide, Jeremy”

A split second after Stefan says that, Klaus holds Bonnie’s friend by the throat and his feet aren’t touching the ground anymore. “Suicide would be disappointing me. Now work your magic, witch, or I’ll start killing people you fancy” he says.

“Klaus stop, or I’ll set you on fire” you tell him.

He turns his head to look at you. You’re raising your eyebrows to silently tell him you’ll do it and he smiles at you putting Bonnie’s friend down.

“Let Bonnie work, she’ll figure it out” you tell him.

“She better, or you can set me on fire all you want, love, I’ll start killing people”

“You know, I’ll just freeze you and let you thaw instead, it could take a while” you’re not being serious, he raises an eyebrow and you smile at him.

“What if I break the line?” you ask.

“How would you do that?” Damon asks.

“I don’t know? I burn the salt, make a plant grow, start a storm…” you wave your hands.

“You can do all that?” Stefan asks you and that’s when you see everybody staring at you.

“Yeah…” you nod.

“The salt line is enchanted but you can always try, love”

After Bonnie managed to find out where Esther was, Jeremy and Matt leave to have a step ahead. You were now outside trying to break the line. You managed to manipulate the wind and you create a little tornado that you tried to push against the invisible wall that was protecting the line.

“You know this is your fault” you hear Klaus say to Stefan behind you. “You set us on this path when you released my mother. I wonder if revenge will prove worth the cost”

“Oh, I’m done with revenge. As far as Esther, we’ve stopped her before, we’ll stop her again” Stefan says.

“We were strange bedfellows you and I. You know, all this reminds me of our time together in the twenties.”

You hear Stefan chuckle “You say that like I’m supposed to have happy memories about it”

“Well, there were moments, real friendship, brotherhood…”

“Oh, he already has a brother” you hear Damon say. “Not to be territorial or anything.”

“Oh, no of course. The Salvatores and their unshakeable bond. I wonder what’ll happen when Elena finally makes her choice. Will we see you shake, just a little bit?”

The brothers don’t answer.

“How’s it going, love” he asks you.

“I’m almost there” you tell him.

You finally break the line of salt. “You should be able to go now” you say. You watch Klaus trying to reach the other side of the line with his hand.

“Thank you, love” he says, smiling at you before leaving, vampire speed.

You follow Bonnie into the cemetery to see what’s going on. Esther was dead. Alaric was in transition to become the new “Mikael”. You were all saying goodbye as he decides not to complete the transition. You were trying not to cry as he steps outside the mausoleum to look at all of you and say goodbye.

Once at home, you received the visit of Rebekah.

“There you are!”

“Sorry, my mother daggered me…Well, actually Alaric did…”

“I thought something had happened…”

“Look, I just wanted to tell you I was fine and…to require your help, I’m cleaning up the school tomorrow. The leftovers of the dance I organized but didn’t go to…”

“Right…Sure…” you nod.

You hug her and she leaves. Today was the first time you used your powers to help and you were happy you did.

The next morning, Rebekah comes pick you up a little bit before 8 and you’re the only one at the school. You start cleaning up before Caroline steps in the room.

“Where is Matt?” she asks

“He bailed. Got called into work at the last minute.” Rebekah answers.

“Are you kidding me?” she sighs “So, it’s just us?”

“Nope, I’m here too” you say with a singing voice.

“Oh, hey, Y/N, didn’t see you there”

Of course not.

“You’re late, clean up committee started at 8”

“It’s like 8:02” Caroline says

“Exactly. I managed to turn up on time and I didn’t even get to attend the dance that I organized” she says, angry walking over to the trashcan.

“I’m sorry about your mom…” Caroline says, after a few seconds of silence. “I mean, I know you, like, hated her and everything, but still. I’m sorry”

Rebekah sighs. “Sorry about your teacher. He seemed like a nice guy.”

“Yeah…He was” Caroline says.

After a moment of silence, Rebekah looks at you “We’re gonna get started on the gym”

You follow her into the hallway and that’s where you see him.

“Alaric?” you breathe out, stunned to see him.

“You’re supposed to be dead” Rebekah says.

“I am”

Rebekah, then, uses her vampire speed to push him against the locker. He fights back but Caroline comes to help. Rebekah stabs Alaric with the last white oak tree but, surprisingly, that doesn’t kill him. Rebekah takes you outside with her as fast as she can. Caroline tries to get into her car but Alaric breaks her neck. You try to help her but Rebekah stops you.

“He’ll kill us”

“He’ll kill her!” you shout.

“We can’t do anything. My brother and I have to leave town. He was made to kill us!’

“You’re leaving?” you ask her, stunned.

“I have to, now go home, you’ll be safe there”

“I’m not leaving her!”

She sighs “Well, I’m not staying, I’m sorry, I need to warn Klaus”

You look at each other for a few minutes.

“Fine” you sigh. “I’ll go home” you tell her.

And that’s exactly what you don’t do. You had received a text from Bonnie telling you she was at Elena’s. You sighed. You didn’t want to see the Gilbert girl but you had no other choice. You knock at the door and Jeremy opens. He let you in and that’s when you see Bonnie’s hurt.

“What happened to you?” you ask her.

“Alaric drank my blood to finish the transition” she tells you.

“That would explain why he attacked Rebekah, Caroline and I 20 minutes ago at the school” you tell them.

“What?” Bonnie asks.

“Yeah, and he has Caroline there, we need to go help her!”

“Why us, couldn’t Barbie Original help you?” Damon asks, raising an eyebrow.

You sigh. “She had to tell Klaus Alaric was alive, he has the only weapon that can kill them, they need to leave town.”

“How brave of them” Stefan breathes.

That’s when you hear knocking at the front door. Jeremy opens and you see Klaus standing on the porch.

“What the hell do you want?” Jeremy asks.

“Now is that any way to treat a guest?” Klaus answers.

“What are you doing here, Klaus?” Stefan asks again.

“Well, for starters, young Jeremy here could show some manners and invite me inside” the hybrid answers.

Stefan tells Jeremy to go to his room.

“I know all about my mother’s invulnerable little creation. That’s why I’m here. I’m leaving town. I just need to pick up a few road trip necessities. Spare tire, flashlight…doppelgänger…” he says the last part smiling.

“Can’t help you there” Damon says, closing the door.

Stefan calls Elena’s name but she doesn’t answer.

“She’s not here” Stefan says.

“What do you mean, she’s not here, where did she go?” Damon asks, irritated.

“What’s going on?” Bonnie asks.

“Klaus wants in. We have to keep him out.” Damon answers.

But then the window of the living room shatters. Klaus had thrown a newspaper at it.

The door flies open and Klaus throws pieces of wood at Damon who was in front of him.

“Missed me!” he yells taking the piece of wood from the wall where it crushed and throwing it back at Klaus. The hybrid avoids it and when he tries to throw another one at Damon the piece of wood consumes itself, leaving only ashes.

“Enough!” you shout at everyone. “You have no need to destroy this house, Klaus, Elena isn’t here and we don’t know where she is!” you tell him.

“Well, you could’ve told me that earlier, don’t you think, love?”

“I would have but you started tearing this house apart and I was too busy trying to avoid the projectiles you were throwing at us” you tell him and he grins at your attitude.

Stefan’s phone rings and you all shut up.

“Alaric?”

Turns out, Alaric had Caroline and Elena and he was going to kill them both if Klaus didn’t surrender to him. You tried to find a plan to save them.

“I might have an idea” Bonnie says.

“My mum used a desiccation spell on Mikael that immobilized him for over 15 years. If I can get it I might use it on Alaric.”

“If and might. Your words inspire such confidence”

“I’ll get it. But even with the spell, we’ll need a lot of vampire muscle to take him down. Including yours” she tells him.

He sighs.

“Just so we’re clear. The sunset is in about eight hours, if we don’t succeed before then, Elena will be dead, I’ll be gone and the rest of you will be rest to fend for yourselves” Klaus say.

You sigh. You had to succeed. Or people will die, again, and you will be left here alone. Bonnie and Damon went to the boarding house to wait on her mother. You follower Klaus and Stefan to the school. You were joined by Jeremy and all you had to do now was waiting for Bonnie and Damon.

When they finally arrive at the parking lot Bonnie gives Damon, Stefan and Klaus her blood to empower them.

Jeremy is lying on the grass, Bonnie’s ready to do the spell. All she needs is for one of the boys to make contact with Alaric.

“They’ve made contact” she finally says.

She starts the spell but stops.

“What’s wrong?” you ask her.

“They’ve lost contact” she says.

“Damn…” you say. “I’ll go find out what’s wrong”

“Don’t…It’s too dangerous”

You frown, then sigh. Your phone rings, it’s Caroline. She’s back home but you don’t hear anything from Elena.

“I’m gonna go check up on her” you tell Bonnie. She nods and stay with Jeremy.

You knock at the blonde’s door. She looks terrible. You stay with her until dark. You receive a call from Jeremy. Elena was getting out from the hospital, he found her unconscious on the floor and had called 911 but it was too dangerous for her to stay there. So you go to the Gilbert’s house with the blonde even though you still didn’t want to see Elena. Matt and Tyler are there too. Caroline insists on Elena staying on the couch and ask her what she can get her.

“Vodka will help you sleep?” she laughs.

Elena turns to look at you. “Thanks for your help” she says. You look at her for a while.

“I didn’t help you. I helped Caroline” you say. “I’m gonna go help the boys make sandwiches” you walk away.

You clean up the mess Klaus made earlier while Elena was sleeping on the couch. She wakes up a few minutes before Stefan gets in. They insist on her not moving from the couch and she complains.

“I’m being over-coddled. I feel completely fine” she says.

“You’re on house arrest.” Stefan says. He was cooking in the kitchen. “You’re supposed to be coddled”

“Wouldn’t it be smarter if we got you the hell out of town?” Matt says. He was cleaning the kitchen.

“And do what?” she asks. “Go on the run for the rest of my life? No, thank you.” She gets up. “And I’m not an invalid. I’m done with the couch” she says, walking towards the other room, the one where you were, before stepping in the hallway.

“Stefan…” Elena calls her (ex?)boyfriend’s name and you look up.

“Elijah” you hear Stefan say and you step out of the room into the hallway, next to Elena.

“Hello again” the Original vampire say, looking at Stefan.

“You’re back” you breathe out, your heart starts beating a little faster. He turns his head to look at you and you go to him, burying you head in his chest, pulling him close to you into a tight hug. He hugs you back, putting his hands on you back.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” he asks you.

You look up at him and smile. You nod yes, moving your hands from his lower back to his chest. “You?”

He smiles down at you and nod. You move your hands to his shoulders and behind his neck and you pull him back into a hug, burying you head into his shoulder.

You hear Stefan clear his throat and you blush, stepping away from Elijah.

“What are you doing here Elijah?” he asks.

“I understand you have stopped my brother and I’m here to get him back”

“What?” you shout out. You had no idea Klaus had been “stopped” “What do you mean stopped?”

“Oh, they didn’t tell you? The spell that was used to stop Mikael 15 years ago was used on Niklaus earlier tonight” he tells you, looking down at you.

You sigh “You people are unbelievable” you shake your head, angry.

“We had to stop him from killing Elena and from dying. If he dies, we die with him” Stefan explains.

“I don’t care” you tell him, angry. The door that was opened, closed in a loud nose. Elena jumps, scared by the invisible forces that came from you and that made the door move suddenly. “We were supposed to stop Alaric with that spell!”

“There is still a way to stop your former professor” Elijah says.

You all sit down in the kitchen.

“All we need is to take that stake from him. Once he’s been disarmed, the weapon’s in my possession, my family will scatter to the ends of the Earth. And Alaric will follow us.”

You didn’t like that plan at all.

“And you’ll just…run?” Stefan asks.

You didn’t like it one bit.

“We’ve done it before. Klaus and Rebekah spent the better part of a thousand years evading my father. What’s another half century while Elena’s able to live out the rest of her natural life?”

Elena sighs “We finally stopped him, Elijah” you didn’t like to hear his name coming from her mouth. “After everything that he’s done to us, I can’t just let you bring him back”

You roll your eyes.

“’I give you my word, Elena. I will not revive Klaus within your, nor within your children’s lifetime. Perhaps it’ll finally teach him some manners…”

“Why should she trust you?” Matt asks “All you’ve done is screw her over”

“She tried to kill him” you say “you don’t get to ask that” you look at Elena with an angry look.

Elijah takes your hand to calm you down. You look up at him and you breathe, shaking your head.

“And for that, I’m deeply ashamed. But know this, she could’ve been dead the instant I walked through that door tonight. So, Elena, I leave it to you to make the decision whether to trust me or not.”

“Not! Hello!” you hear Damon’s voice from the phone. “Did that concussion give you brain damage? His lunatic siblings will kill you the first chance they get!”

“Rebekah and Kol will honor the terms if you return Klaus’s body to us, Elena will come to no harm”

Everybody is thinking. This is enraging you. He was being way too nice.

“Do we have a deal?”

“No! No, no, no, no, no. Did I mention, no!” that was Damon’s answer.

“Yes” you say.

“This isn’t your choice to make” Elena says.

“But killing me was yours? Don’t make me angry, Elena, remember the dance? I just cleaned this house don’t make me burn it to the ground” you threaten.

“Please, calm down” Elijah squeezes your hand “I understand you’re angry but there is no need for violence” he looks you in the eyes and it calms you down a little. You sigh.

“Why do you want Klaus’ body?” Elena asks.

“He’s my brother. We remain together.”

Elena sighs. “We have a deal.”

Your phone rings. You pick up.

“Katherine” you say, looking at Elena who raised her eyebrows, surprised. You get up and go to the other room. “What’s up, you haven’t called in a while…”

You talk a little bit with her, telling her Klaus was “resting”. It was good news to her, even though the thought of the hybrid lying unconscious for two centuries wasn’t making you happy. When you get back to the others, they had told Alaric where Klaus’ body “was”. Bonnie was with Damon where Klaus actually was. They were waiting for Rebekah.

You stayed with Elijah and Caroline in the woods, waiting to set the plan in motion.

“I understand you care about my brother and disapprove of my intentions to let him in his current state”

You sigh “As much as I disapproved when Klaus daggered you and Rebekah…”

“I see… Your compassion is admirable” he says and you look up at him.

Caroline clears her throat and you look away. “Big bad vampire to steal from on his way, remember?”

You’re joined by Stefan and Jeremy.

“He should be here already” Stefan says. “Something’s wrong” His phone rings, it’s Damon.

You walk over to where Stefan and the Gilbert boy were and he hangs up.

“What happened?” Elijah asks.

Stefan stays silent.

“Stefan?” Caroline tries to make him talk.

His look says everything. You put your hand on Elijah’s arm and your eyes are tearing up. Caroline decides to leave to find Tyler and Stefan and Jeremy go back to the Gilbert’s house. You stay with Elijah who had stayed quiet.

“I’m so sorry” you tell him, taking his hand.

He pulls you to him, one hand on your head the other on your back. His chin on the top of your head.

You hug him back. You stay like that until you’re joined by Rebekah who was crying.

“He’s gone, Elijah” she says to his brother. “There was nothing I could do to stop it”

You step back so he can go over his sister and you watch them hug and cry in silence for a moment.

“Tyler Lockwood is dead, but the rest survived. You said that Niklaus turned their bloodline.”

“I thought he did”

“It wasn’t me, it wasn’t Kol…”

“It wasn’t me, Elijah” she says “It was Niklaus, I’m sure of it”

Elijah thinks for a moment “Then how are they still alive?” he asks.

She shrugs and sniffs. When she sees you she waves at you.

“Hey”

You give her a sad smile and walk over her. “Hey” you tell her and you pull her into a hug.

“We have to go” he says “We need to be gone before Alaric comes back”

You step away from Rebekah, looking at him with a sad face.

“I’m done running, Elijah. There’s a way to kill Alaric…”

“No” he cuts her off “ I made a deal”

“Nik is dead, Elijah. There is no deal!” Then she disappears.

“Rebekah” he calls her name.

“She’s going to kill Elena” you tell him, wiping tears off your cheeks.

He doesn’t go after her.

“Do you want me to stop her?” he asks you. You look up at him. Saving Elena or saving Elijah and Rebekah?

You stay quiet. He takes you silence for a no. “Come” he says. “I will bring you home”

You both stayed silent in the car. You were thinking back to the first time you met him. When he brought you back home after Elena had forgotten you in the old house. He pulled over and you see Robert’s car in the front of your house. You frown and get worried.

“Is everything okay?” he asks you.

You look up at him and nod. He sees worry on your face but says nothing. “I’m sorry about Klaus” you tell him and he nods. “Are you going to be okay?” you ask him. He doesn’t answer right away, staring at the windshield. “I will be” he says in a low voice. “I have to get back to my sister now, see what damage she’s caused” he looks back at you. You give him a small smile and nod. “Of course” you kiss him on the cheek quickly and leave the car “Goodbye Elijah” you say before closing the car door.

You take a deep breath before getting into your house. What was Robert doing here and, more importantly, in what state was he? You step into the kitchen and see a couple of empty bottles of what you believe was vodka on the counter.

“Where have you been?” he screams at you as soon as he sees you.

“Out” you tell him, tired.

“Out? That’s your answer? Out?” he screams even louder, getting up and getting closer to you.

“What are you doing here?” you ask him.

“How dare you ask me that? This is my house, you little bitch!” he shouts, slapping you, cornering you between the wall and himself.

You put your hand on your cheek. Your heart beats faster out of fear. You try to push your back on the wall as if it could swallow you. You’re trembling.

“Now, I asked you where you’re were while I was getting my ass dumbed!” he screams again putting his hand on your throat.

“This…is…my…house” you try to say but he was struggling you.

“What did you just say?” he yells and you close your eyes as you see his fist getting fast to your face. You wait for the pain to come but you open your eyes after a few seconds when your face doesn’t meet his fist.

The first thing you see is Elijah holding Robert’s arm. You gasp then breathes, relieved and you start to sob, loud, reaching your soaring throat with your hands. Robert cries in pain as Elijah breaks his arm. He looks furiously at your stepfather like he’s going to kill him. And he would’ve but he didn’t want to show you this part of him.

“You are to leave immediately and to never come back here. You are to stay away from her, forever” he compels him and Robert goes away. Elijah closes his eyes and takes a deep breath to calm himself down. You were doing the same. Your heart beat was slowing down in your chest. “Thank you” you breathe out, closing your eyes as more tears fall down. You gasp out of fear when you feel his hands on each side of you face, his thumbs wiping away your tears. “Are you okay?” he asks with a worry look, checking you out for any injuries.

You take a deep breath and nod. “Yes” you breathe out. You feel his fingers tracing the marks of Robert’s hand on your throat. You take his hand in yours and then bury your face in his chest, fisting his shirt. His arms are around you and he rests his chin on the top of your head. You both stand there like that for quite a while before you move away.

You were still very close and you look up at him as he looks down on you, stroking your cheek with the back of his hand. Your eyes get trap in his. Your heart starts to beat faster, but not out of fear, this time. You can’t focus on nothing else but his hand on you face and his eyes in your eyes. He puts a hand on your waist. “I’m leaving town.” he says and your throat tightens. “You can come with me if you wish.” You look at him with bright eyes. “I’ll make you leave this place. I’ll take you anywhere you want to go” he says. “I’ll help you reach your full potential as an elemental…” he promises you so many things. You keep staring at each other in silence. “You just have to say yes…” he’s waiting on an answer. He looks at you with all the hope he has in him.

“Yes”

A Heart of a Million Pieces - Jungkook X Reader

Originally posted by ofzico

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 3.9k


How could everything have gotten like this? It seems that every guy you’ve ever had feelings for has always been out reach. One way or another, life likes to grab them up and hold them out of your reach. The future seemed bleak, but you still held on to the small sliver of hope that things might one day turn out for the best.

~X~

Developing feelings for your best friend has happened to many people, and you were no different. You’ve been best friends with Jungkook since you two were children, growing up beside each other and going to school together. You told each other everything, never hiding thoughts or feelings between you. Well, except for you. You weren’t sure when your feelings for him changed, but you realized it around the time you entered middle school, an unfamiliar feeling touching your heart when he laughed loudly or smiled his goofy smile. When you found out that these feelings ran much deeper than the friendship you two shared, you immediately shoved them into the back of your mind, never acknowledging them in fear of ruining the relationship between you.

You should have readied yourself more for the day, but no one can truly be prepared for the moment your crush tells you about his developing feelings for someone else. You knew this day was coming, but it still hurt all the same when he began gushing about his feelings for a girl in your shared math class. You were supportive and listened to Jungkook talk about this girl, named Jessica, but deep inside you, his words hammered painfully into your heart, shattering it to thousands of pieces. Later that night, when no one was around, you let your emotions go and cried your pain out, before quickly trying to dry the tears. He wasn’t yours to cry over. You had no right. So, sucking it up, you continued through life with a smile on your face and a heart of a million pieces.

~X~

“How was your day, Y/N?” Jungkook asked you, lounging on your couch has if he owned it, looking through the living room into the kitchen, where you stood heating leftovers for your dinner.

“Mediocre,” you replied, stirring your food around in its bowl before deeming it warmed enough. You left the kitchen and dropped down onto the couch beside him, legs crossed underneath you. “How was your day? Didn’t you have a date with Jessica?”

While you never liked talking about Jungkook’s relationship, you didn’t harbor ill feelings towards Jessica. You try to avoid her when you can, but she was actually a sweet girl who was beautiful and fun to hang around with. You understood why Jungkook liked her, because she was everything you weren’t. You always tried to ask about her at least once in a while, to keep up the appearance that you did not, in fact, despise her relationship with Jungkook. You were jealous of her, yes, but you did everything to hide that fact.

“Jess is fine,” Jungkook said, sitting up straight in his spot, sudden interest flooding his face. You groaned internally, knowing exactly what he was about to say. “What I want to know is who that guy you were talking to is. So, tell me, Y/N, who is he?” A cheeky grin spread across his cheeks.

You sighed, shaking your head in exasperation. Last week, you accidentally bumped into a guy at the store, each of you dropping the few things held in your arms. After several apologies and awkward blushes, you found out that the guy’s name was Dean, and he was kind of hot and funny. After lazily walking around the store together for a while, he asked you for your number and you gave it to him. You didn’t expect to get a text from him later that evening, asking you for a date.

At first, you kindly turned him down, but he was persistent. He would send you corny pick-up lines throughout the day, or funny photos, either making you roll your eyes with a smile on your face or making you laugh at his sense of humor. Jungkook immediately saw the change in your demeanor and wasted no time interrogating you, drilling you with questions about who Dean was and how you two met. The only reason you never took dean up on his offer for a date is because of your feelings for Jungkook, but you also realized at the same time that you and he would never happen. Jungkook and Jessica had been dating since sophomore year of high school, and were still in a strong relationship with each other after 5 years. After you all graduated, he moved in with her in her one-bedroom apartment and has been living with her ever since. A few days ago, you decided that maybe it was time to try to move on from Jungkook and look for someone else, so you texted Dean and told him you would allow him to treat you on a date. The date had been last night, and it was one of the best dates you had been on, but you had yet to inform Jungkook. The feeling was eating away at you ever since. You did tell him (almost) everything, after all.

“He’s just someone I met at the store. He asked me for my number and kept asking me on dates.” You paused, seeing if you still had Jungkook’s attention. “At first I said no, but a few days ago I said yes, and he took me out last night.” Something about Jungkook seemed to change, then. His smile slipped off of his face, and a look you couldn’t quite name settled in his eyes.

He seemed to realize that he was doing this, because he quickly cleared his throat and smiled once again, but it almost seemed forced. Like he wasn’t really smiling. “Oh really? Why didn’t you tell me? How was the date?” His tone was foreign, not something you had ever heard from him before. If you didn’t know any better, you would have said he almost appeared jealous.

“It was actually really nice. One of the best dates I’ve had. He took me out for drinks and then we ended up walking on the beach later. The moon was full and it made everything seem more romantic.” It was true. It almost seemed like a date right out of a romance novel. Just the two of you, walking barefoot in the sand while talking about your common interests. He made you smile and laugh like you never had before. Suddenly, everything with Jungkook didn’t seem as bleak anymore. Maybe you could get over him, all you needed was the right guy. You believe you might have found him, but you didn’t get your hopes up just yet.

“Oh, really?” Jungkook’s words sounded as if they were choked out. You looked at him with concern, wondering why he was acting like this suddenly. Shouldn’t he be happy for you?

Throughout high school, he always poked fun at you for not dating anybody for very long. He always antagonized you about finding someone, and even tried to set you up with his friends a couple of times. Those never worked out, but one of them, Jimin, became a good friend to you as well. You hadn’t heard much from him since he went off to college, but he occasionally called you and asked how you were doing. So why was Jungkook acting this was when you finally heeded his advice and went out with somebody? It didn’t make sense to you.

“Yeah,” you said, trying to figure out why he could be acting this way. “He drove me home and said he wanted to go out with me again soon. I think I’m going to accept his offer for another date. I really enjoyed it.”

Jungkook flashed another smile, this one seeming just as fake as the previous. “That’s great, Y/N, I hope you have fun with him.”

~X~

After that, Jungkook seemed to avoid talking about Dean at any cost, changing the conversation to something he had seen online or about Jessica, which you didn’t appreciate. When Jungkook started dating Jessica, he talked about her nonstop, informing you on every detail about her. So it ticked you off a bit when he wouldn’t let you say a word about Dean. Especially since so much had happened between the two of you recently.

After Jungkook left your apartment that day, Dean had texted you and asked to come over to hang out a bit. While you felt Ike you didn’t look your best, you decided not to make much of an effort in cleaning up your appearance, figuring if he didn’t like it, then he wasn’t the one for you. When he arrived, he didn’t make any comment about your stained tank top or sweatpants, so you just rolled with it. When he prepared to leave around midnight, he gave you a kiss and asked if you would go on another date with him. How could you say no? He seemed perfect, in almost every way. With a gentle kiss placed on Dean’s lips, you accepted and bid him goodnight.

The second date consisted of dinner at a restaurant in town. Dean seemed like the perfect gentleman. He came and picked you up, bearing a bundle of flowers and a stuffed teddy bear. He opened doors for you and pulled out your chair, being attentive to you all night long. The night ended with him walking you to your door and kissing you softly, rendering you breathless. That date pretty much sealed the relationship between you two, but you hadn’t been able to get word out about Dean long enough around Jungkook to tell him you were dating now. You waited until Jungkook came over one day, trying to find a moment you could tell him about Dean.

The moment came in the form of sharing a bowl of ice cream while watching a movie on Netflix. Jessica was out for the weekend, on a girl’s trip with her friends and Jungkook decided to stay with you while she was away, not used to sleeping in an empty apartment. Jessica had invited you to go, but you kindly refused, telling her you had previous plans. Jungkook was invested in the movie playing, spoon held in his mouth when you decided it was now or never.

“So,” you began, grabbing his attention. “Dean and I are dating now.”

You weren’t exactly expecting his reaction. It took him a moment to process what you had said, but you knew the moment he did. The spoon fell from his mouth to the floor, wide eyes whipping towards you. His expression was a perfect mixture of shocked and hurt. Why would he look like that? He was supposed to be excited for you, like you were when he told you about Jessica, but he wasn’t and this upset you.

“What? You’re dating him? Why didn’t you tell me before now?” Jungkook demanded, a bit of anger touching his tone of voice.

You looked at him with shock and confusion. “I did try to tell you, but you never let me say anything about Dean.” You felt hurt by his small outburst. Why would he be mad at you when he was at fault? “As soon as I would mention Dean, you would always change the subject. You never let me talk about him.”

“But that-” he cut himself off, trying to come up with an excuse. He thought for a second, but couldn’t come up with a reply.

“Dean and I have been dating for a couple of weeks now. He treats me right and I think I might have real feelings for him. I haven’t felt this way about someone before.” And that was true. While you were positive you loved Jungkook, you never have gotten to explore those feelings, instead shoving them away and trying to forget them. With Dean, you got to do everything that a couple in a relationship does. You got to experience new emotions with everything you do and it was liberating. The only thought nagging you is the thought of ‘this could have been with Jungkook’. Except it couldn’t have. So you thrust yourself into your feelings for Dean. You tried your hardest to forget your feelings for Jungkook. You didn’t need to feel those feelings for him anymore. They were pointless. He had Jessica and you had Dean. All was seemingly perfect. But life always has to throw in its hand and ruin everything.

~X~

“What do you mean your breaking up with me?”

It had been about 7 months since Dean came into your life, enough time for you to develop strong feelings for him. Ever since your small argument wit Jungkook that day, all conversation about Dean was dropped. You never mentioned Dean around Jungkook again and he never asked. He also began to stay over on the weekends more and more. He told you that Jessica was going out of town for the weekend again, or she had a business trip. His presence at your apartment was a constant, but he also seemed to be avoiding you at the same. He wouldn’t talk to you as much, and you would sometimes catch him staring at you, as if he was trying to figure something out, before realizing he had been caught and would look away, avoiding your questioning eyes. It all confused you so much. For Dean to suddenly call you out of the blue and tell you he was breaking up with you certainly came as a shock.

“Y/N, I don’t want to have to break up with you,” he began, his tone seemingly indifferent to the situation, “but I have to move. My job relocated me to another state and I have to find an apartment there by this week.”

“How long have you known about this?” You dared to ask, fearing you already knew the answer.

There was a moment of silence on the other end, as if he was trying to come up with a decent answer. He finally muttered, “A few weeks.”

“You must be kidding me,” you couldn’t help but laugh, but not with amusement. Your small outburst must have caught the attention of Jungkook, who had been in the bathroom before you saw him peak his head around the corner, wondering what was going on. You didn’t notice him, too preoccupied with trying to figure out what you were to do about your current situation.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, really, but there’s nothing I can do about it. They won’t let me out of this,” Dean explained, as if he were telling someone that it was raining outside. His attitude about the entire situation is what baffled you the most. How could he sound so emotionless about it? After 7 months together, you would have figured he would be upset, having to leave you behind. Yet he sounded like he was merely an acquaintance and was telling you out of courtesy.

Years began to well in your eyes as the situation dawned on you. Dean was leaving you. For good. And he sounded like he didn’t care. You felt your heart begin to break again. You finally had it all glued together, being held together by Dean, but now that didn’t matter. Dean took your silence as a response.

“Goodbye, Y/N. It was nice while it lasted.” He then hung up, and you knew he wouldn’t be calling back any time soon.

Your phone fell from your hand when the tears fell from your eyes, sobs falling from your mouth. You tried to stop it, not wanting to alarm Jungkook, but it proved to be futile. When you began crying, Jungkook moved from his spot, immediately going to your side and gathering you in his arms, holding you close and letting you cry on his shoulder. When he pulled you close, the dam of emotions burst. All the love and pain you left came pouring out, and you clutched Jungkook’s shirt tight in your fist, hiding your face in his neck and crying loudly. You would be embarrassed about the mess you were making of his shirt, but right now you didn’t care, just wanting him close and never wanting him to leave.

~X~

After you collected yourself a few hours later, Jungkook surprised you by asking what had happened between the two of you. You were shocked by his sudden interest in Dean, but when you saw the deep concern in his eyes, you told him everything. About the phone call that had just taken place, about your deep feelings you felt for Dean, and about how Dean didn’t seem to care at all. Jungkook soaked up every word, still holding you close to console you, rubbing your back in a soothing manner. You were suddenly reminded of your feelings you still harbored for him. It was the little things like this that you loved the most, simply being there for you when you needed him. Supporting you in a time of need. You vowed that you would become a better friend to him, so that you can provide the same level of comfort should the day it’s needed comes.

~X~

Turns out, that day came a lot sooner than you thought it would.

It started when Jungkook texted you, saying he was coming over to stay for a few days. The text was something you had received before, nothing out of the ordinary standing out. What did trigger the alarms was when Jungkook knocked on the door. You knew it was Jungkook’s unique knock, but you were confused by the fact that he was knocking in the first place. He knew he never had to knock when he came over, he was the only other person with a key to your apartment. For him to knock was very unlike him.

You stood from your spot on the couch, heading to the door and opening it, and you were instantly shocked by what greeted you.

A tearful and defeated Jungkook stood there, face wet with previously shed tears. His clothes were messed up and his hair was in disarray, as if he had been running his fingers through it repeatedly and pulling on it in frustration. What caught your attention the most was the bag that rested by his feet, stuffed full of things. He hardly ever brought a bag with him, because he had several changes of clothes and underwear already here.

When he caught sight of you, the sobbing started again, and he fell into you, arms wrapping tightly around you as if you would disappear. This alarmed you even more. What happened to put him in this state? You wrapped your arms around him as well, trying your best to comfort him as he cried heavily into you. The two of you stood there for several minutes, before Jungkook got his emotions under control long enough to grab his bag and get inside the apartment.

You took his bag from him, setting it somewhere by the couch and guided him to sit on the cushions, you immediately taking the spot beside him and waiting for him to explain what had happened. He took a few moments to compose himself before looking at you.

“Jessica has been cheating on me.”

~X~

After more tears were shed, Jungkook further explained everything. It turns out that Jessica met a guy named Sam over the girl’s trip weekend and had been hooking up with him regularly. Every time she left town for 'business’, it was really to meet up with Sam. Your heart broke for him, wondering how she could possibly do that to him. They had been together for over 5 years, so how could she be able to go to another guy just like that? You couldn’t understand it, but you tried not to dwell on it. She was no longer important. Jungkook needed you, and that’s what you did.

Since he had moved in with Jessica a couple of years ago, he had nowhere else to go except your place. You happily accepted him, helping him unpack his few clothes he brought with him in the bag and gave him the couch to sleep on. It didn’t really matter though, because most nights he ended up crawling into your bed, cuddling up to you and crying residual  tears before falling asleep. This went on for a couple of weeks, before he just quit trying to sleep on the couch and instead crawled into bed beside you.

After that, things began to get better. You had long gotten over Dean, realizing that he wasn’t truly the one for you, and you focused more on helping Jungkook. Slowly he started to smile more and more, before he was soon laughing again and seemed almost back to his usual self. Almost.

You began to notice some things that were different. Like when he thought you weren’t looking, he would look at you with longing in his eyes. It made your heart flutter with unwanted feelings, your love for him growing more and more, and it soon became hard to ignore it. You noticed everything he did, from the way he sat to the way he held his utensils while eating. Sometimes, Jungkook would space out for no reason, a small smile spreading across his face. At first, you thought he might be thinking about the happy times he had with Jessica, but then he would space out more and more while looking at you, and suddenly you weren’t so convinced. Your answer came one day in the form of a daring move on his half.

“Y/N, I want to thank you,” he began one night during a movie, turning towards you to face you fully, movie soon forgotten. You sat up more and looked at him, wondering what he was going on about. Your expression must have said so, for he continued. “You’ve always been here for me, here to comfort me in my time of need and to listen to me when I need to speak. I can’t ever thank you enough.”

“Jungkook, you don’t have to thank me.”

“I do, though,” he objected. “So, will you go out on a date with me tomorrow night?”

You stopped breathing. Was he serious? Was your best friend, the love of your life, really asking you on a date? The saliva suddenly evaporated from your mouth and you couldn’t speak.

“Y/N, I’ve realized something. Something I should have figured out years ago. I have feelings for you. I have for a really long time. But I never knew it until everything happened with Jessica. I realized how great of a person you are, and that the feelings I’ve felt towards you for years are more than I ever felt for her.” He stopped a moment, dropping his gaze in nervousness. “I love you, Y/N, and I completely understand if you don’t return my feelings. Please jus-”

You finally found yourself and surged forward to kiss him hard. You had waited for him to say those words for so many years. Pulling back, you looked him in the eyes, letting all of the feelings you have ever felt towards him shine through.

“I love you too, Jungkook. I always have.”

In every dark cloud, there is a silver lining. You found yours, and your heart of a million pieces finally became one.


A/N: Hello! I wanted to post this before I went to bed for the night. I had fun writing this one. I hope you enjoy! 

~Admin Tori

anonymous asked:

Headcanons of Bucky and Sam's blossoming friendship and mutual confusion over Ant Man and Spider Man!!!

YES I AM SO FOR THIS FRIENDSHIP YOU HAVE NO IDEA SO HAVE SOME HEADCANONS FEATURING PETER AND SCOTT BECAUSE THEY ARE ALL SO PRECIOUS:

  • “Can you move your seat up?”
  • “No”
  • At first, Bucky and Sam will glare at each other occasionally behind Steve’s back, but after a while, it ends up being an inside joke
  • Mutual confusion when it comes to the Bug Besties (A.K.A. Scott and Peter)
  • “What the hell is that?”
  • “Everyone has a gimmick these days”
  • Peter being a little shit and discussing the mechanisms used to properly animate Bucky’s metal arm (”Like, the rotating cuff is up here, and obviously this has been connected to your nerves, which allow for the nervous system to send the signals and-”)
  • Watching Peter gush over Captain America during dinner and Bucky is all “I know, right? Like, this one time-”
  • Sam helping Peter with his heightened senses because his Spidey-Sense is still uncontrollable and Sam has a license in therapy
  • Scott being able to shrink to catch a ride on Sam’s wing-pack when they’re out on missions (sometimes he’ll chill inside Bucky’s arm, fix any wires that are out of place)
  • “You couldn’t have done that earlier?”
  • “I hate you”
  • Bucky and Sam slowly coming to respect one another as Steve’s friends
  • Bucky shielding Sam with his metal arm when his wing-pack gets destroyed in battle
  • Sam making sure Bucky gets enough sleep (nightmares for war veterans are no laughing matter)
  • Sam and Bucky watching as Steve gets cornered by Peter and Scot with a boat-load of questions, like seriously, they’re worse than Coulson and Peter is just a kid, so that’s expected, but Scott? Come on, man!
  • Asking “Who are you again?” every time they see Scott just to annoy him
  • Bucky sitting up and watching Star Wars with Peter because ever since he mentioned it during the battle at the airport, he’s been curious as to what exactly Star Wars is (being an assassin in cryo doesn’t give you much time for movies)
  • Sam painting a little bird over the red star on Bucky’s arm while he’s asleep
  • Bucky retaliating by replacing all of Sam’s cereal with birdseed
  • Bucky recognizing when Peter is having problems due to his powers and the sensory overload it provides and singing lullabies in Russian to calm him down
  • “What’s up Tic-Tac?”
  • Bucky helping Peter with his history papers because “You’re writing a paper about World War Two? Let me just say that Hitler was an ass. And I kicked his.”
  • Bucky and Sam showing up at Peter’s school because he came to Avengers Tower with bruises from being shoved into lockers and let me just say people never looked at Peter the same way again when they found out he’s friends with the fucking Winter Soldier and The Falcon like holy shit
  • Sam showing up at Scott’s house to help celebrate Cassie’s birthday and give her rides with his wing-pack because Cassie is adorable and she loves birds
  • Bucky and Sam watching as Scott demonstrates his suits powers during a fight and Scott’s like “If I tear myself in half, don’t come back for me” to which Bucky deadpans, “We weren’t planning on it.” and Sam just cracks up and almost hist a building because it’s so funny he doesn’t pay attention to where he’s flying
  • Bucky and Sam still not really understanding why Scott is even here but it’s funny to watch Steve get nervous around such a big fan so they keep him around. That and his daughter is absolutely adorable
  • “CAN YOU MOVE YOUR SEAT UP”
  • “NO”
  • Trying to figure out how exactly the webbing Peter uses works because Sam finds out that yes, that stuff does come out of him when there’s an unfortunate incident involving Bucky, a car, and we’ll leave it at that
  • Both men wondering how a seventeen year old brat could even lift a car that big and throw it at them
  • “I don’t know if you’ve ever been in a fight, kid, but there’s usually not this much talking involved.”
  • Sam and Bucky making bug jokes around Peter and Scott
  • Sam helping Peter train for the mile run in gym class because we all know how much it sucks and Peter isn’t exactly the strongest-looking kid on the planet
  • Bucky and Sam making faces behind Steve’s back whenever he kisses Sharon, only to fake innocence when he turns around and trying not to laugh
  • Sam and Bucky wondering where Tony even found out about Peter, making fun of his homemade costume when they see the videos of him on YouTube
  • Sam and Bucky getting overprotective of their Spidey-Son when they see the videos of him getting bullied on YouTube (”Sam, what’s a swirly?” *watches video of Peter getting his head shoved into the toilet by a kid obviously bigger than him* “That is a swirly.”)
  • Bucky answering any question he can Peter and Scott have about Captain America, Sam putting in little things as well (”Is it true that he can lift a thousand pounds?” “No, but it is true that he cries at night while watching reruns of The Bachelor”)
  • Bucky will stay by Sam when going for a run with Steve because damn it, Bucky’s too old for this and Sam has had enough of Steve’s shit for one day
  • Sam helping Bucky with physical therapy when his metal arm gets broken and he needs to sit out for a while from saving the world
  • “CAN YOU MOVE YOUR SEAT UP”
  • “NO”
  • SAM AND BUCKY BASICALLY BEING BEST FRIENDS AND BEING PROTECTIVE OVER THEIR TEAMMATES

I’ve been trying to find the right words since last night, but I can really only speak in echoes of what has already been said, over and over:

I am afraid.

I sobbed last night. I woke up my mother because panic and fear were strangling me. I’m not “bummed” that my candidate didn’t win. I’m not a “sore loser” – I am legitimately, honestly terrified, and I cried in the dark for hours while my mind projected a thousand gruesome futures on the back of my eyelids, every one of them more terrible than the one before, and all of them with Trump’s face at the forefront.

This is a man who erected his campaign on fear mongering. Racism. Sexism. Xenophobia. Homophobia. Transphobia. Violent, disrespectful, offensive rhetoric. This is a man who mocked a disabled reporter. This is a man who disgraced POWs. This is a man who believes in criminally punishing people who get abortions. This is a man who not only advocates sexual assault, but is a sexual predator himself. This is a man who is on trial for raping a child.

He has no political experience. No business skill. No heart or compassion. And not only did he set his sights on the White House, but the American people paved the way for him. They heard his ugly, terrible words, and in him saw a reflection of their most awful selves, and were validated in every backwards thought they’ve ever had.

Mike Pence, our new Vice President, would rather jail me than let me get married. He’d rather electrocute me – literally torture me – than allow me to love who I love. And he sits right at Donald Trump’s heel.

People in my family voted for this. People who claim to love and support me cast their vote for a candidate who would take away the few rights I have if he could.

Shame on you. Shame on all of you.

I am deeply sickened. Disturbed. Devastated. But most of all, I am afraid. I am afraid for my queer and trans siblings. I am afraid for my friends of color. My Muslim friends. My disabled friends.

My life, our lives, are in danger.

And you, Trump voters, are responsible. I hope you’re happy.

One day, I will get married to the love of my life. It will be a queer wedding, and it will be a political statement, and an expression of our love and commitment to one another at the same time. Because our existence as queer people is radical in and of itself.

And if you voted for Trump, then I don’t want you there. Because you’ve clearly shown that you don’t support my freedom, my happiness, or my future.

Frankly, you can all go fuck yourselves.

The Hybrid- Part 9

Hi, hello, bonjour :)

Part 9 (the end is near ~ ) I really, really hope you like it !

Please, note that I am French so there might be some mistakes here and there.

Enjoy :)

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Klaus pulled Ariel to his chest and whispered in her ear: “I only have you, too.”

Ariel stayed immobile for a minute before she slowly turned and buried her face in his chest. He stroke her hair before he kissed the top of her head and they both slowly fell asleep in each other’s arms.

It’s been a couple of days since Klaus had ordered Stefan to get him the two remaining stakes. But the problem was, Stefan couldn’t locate one of them, which made Klaus very angry. Kol was still in Denver, “spying” on Jeremy Gilbert, “just in case”. Klaus had texted him that Damon and Elena were coming and that he had to stop them from doing whatever it was they wanted to do.

But the Original hybrid was getting impatient and he decided to pay a visit to Stefan Salvatore, leaving Ariel alone in the big mansion.

The red-haired hybrid was reading a very old book in the living room and she heard someone enter the house. She knew it was a woman as she could hear the person was walking on heels. She quickly closed the book and put it aside. She stood up and went to the other room so she could see whoever it was that was entering without them seeing her.

She silently took her phone and started dialing Klaus’ number but he didn’t pick up. When it when to voicemail she saw the person that had intruded the mansion and got scared.

“I know you are here, dear,” Esther said. “Come out, I won’t hurt you.”

Ariel knew it wasn’t a good idea but she also knew she wasn’t strong enough to escape the Original witch.

“There you are,” Esther said when Ariel came back in the room.

“What do you want?”

//

“Well, this is depressing, isn’t it?” Klaus said with a smile as he entered the basement of the Salvatores’ house.

Stefan and Alaric were discussing about the darkest parts of them, and it wasn’t any fun.

The vampire quickly stood up.

“Oh, and I… find this upstairs,” he showed the white oak stake to Stefan. “There should be one more,” he said.

“Yeah, well it’s gonna take a little more time,” Stefan answered.

“Why? Because we’re waiting for that one to pass out?” he said, pointing at Alaric. “No, thanks. I think I’ll just kill him,” he told Stefan.

“Well then you won’t know the location of the other stake,” Stefan said.

“I can live with that,” Klaus answered and started walking towards Alaric but Stefan stopped him.

“Yeah, well, I can’t,” Stefan told him. “When we staked Finn, we discovered that killing an Original vampire, killed his entire bloodline. Now, I don’t know which one of you I’m descended from but I’d really rather not find out by dying. So why don’t we just find the stake and destroy it so we can all be safe.”

“So the fate of the entire vampire race depends on you finding a stake. And to get it we need you to pass out. Which means that I feel totally justified doing this,” he said before breaking Alaric’s neck. “There, sleeping like a baby,” he smiled at Stefan.

//

Ariel was sitting on the couch and Esther was standing in the middle of the room when Rebekah came in.

She lost the smile she was wearing when she saw her mother. She eyed Ariel to see if she was fine. She looked scared but she didn’t look hurt.

“Mother,” she breathed out. But in the next second, she had her hand on her mother’s throat and her back was against the wall. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t kill you right now,” she said.

“Because I’m dying,” Esther told her.

Rebekah was shocked by the revelation. She let go of her mother and stepped back.

“How are you dying?” the blonde asked. “I thought Ayana had preserved your body with a spell,” she said.

“She did. I’m drawing my power from the Bennett witch line. When Abby died the connection was severed. So my body was weakened” she answered.

“Well if you’ve come to spend your last moments with your loving daughter, prepare to be disappointed. You should have spent less time plotting my death.”

Ariel looked up at Rebekah with sad eyes.

“Is that what you think I’ve been doing on the other side? I’ve been looking over you for a thousand years of joy and heartbreak. Your fights with Klaus. The nights you cried yourself to sleep calling my name. Not a day has gone by that I wasn’t right there with you.”

“And yet, you still tried to kill me.”            

“Because it shouldn’t have been a thousand years, Rebekah. No one should live that long.”

“But I haven’t lived at all” the blonde says with tears in her eyes.

“Sorry, Rebekah. So, so sorry.” She said and took her daughter’s hands.

Ariel stood up as she saw both of them trembling. Almost immediately, Klaus entered the room. Ariel looked up at him and gave him a sad look.

“What’s going on?” he asked after he saw her mother’s body on the floor.

“She’s dead,” Rebekah told him.

Ariel slowly walked towards him. She placed her hands on his wrist and she saw he was tearing up. She knew he didn’t like to be weak that way so she didn’t hug him, even though she really wanted to.

“Well that’s one problem down,” he said. “We still have one other.”

“And what is that?” the blonde asked.

“One stake is hidden and we need professor Saltzman’s alter-ego to tell us where it is,” Klaus sighed, annoyed.

Rebekah frowned. “How are we going to do that?” she asked.

Klaus took a deep breath and took Ariel’ hand. “Stay here, love. My sister and I have some business to take care of,” he said. He kissed her forehead before he left the room, followed by Rebekah.

Ariel was alone and she looked down at Esther’s body on the ground. She was uncomfortable with it and so she decided to move it and to lay her down on the bed that had been hers when everybody thought she wanted to be a family again. Then, she went back to the living room and started to read again.

//

“I would’ve been more gentle,” Klaus mocked Stefan about how he had beat up Alaric. His nose was broken and he had blood all over his face. Stefan looked down, ashamed.

“I’m gonna take him to the caves,” Rebekah said. She was holding him by the neck. “You’re gonna go inside and fetch me the stake and if you think you can hide, you’re wrong,” she told him before she dragged him outside.

“And then, there was one,” Klaus said. “I know about your brother’s little mission to Denver. He failed. Not that that’s news anymore.”

“So what’re you gonna do, now, Klaus?” Stefan asked. “You’re gonna kill me?”

“I haven’t actually decided yet,” Klaus told him. “Of course, it would be fair, after all, Ariel still has nightmare about how you tortured her,” he said.

“And I’m sorry about that,” he said. “I am,” he repeated. “But I’m sure you have thought about it. See, you’ve had every chance and every excuse to do it and yet you haven’t.”

“Well I’m sure you’re right. See I’m just waiting for my old friend to come back. And by the looks of it, he’s just beneath the surface, ready to come out and play,” Klaus chuckled. “Isn’t that right, ripper?”

“That part of me,” Stefan said. “You’re old friend. He’s the one that hurt Ariel. Not me.” Klaus wasn’t smiling anymore. “Now, unless you’re gonna stake me… Why don’t you get the hell out of my house?”

//

The next day, Ariel was laying on a couch, watching Klaus paint when Rebekah entered the room.

“What took you so long?” the hybrid asked his sister.

“Alaric didn’t want to hand over the stakes, luckily I’m quite the charmer,” she said and handed the stake to her brother.

“That’s it?” he asked.

“The last of the white oak stakes that can kill us,” she nodded. “Do you want to do the honor or should I?” she asked.

Klaus smiled, looked at Ariel before he took the stake and threw it in the fire of the fireplace.

“Pack your bags,” he told his sister who frowned. “We’re leaving.”

This was no news to Ariel. Klaus told her as soon as he had destroyed all the stakes they would leave Mystic Falls.

“Today?” she asked.

“Why not? There’s nothing keeping us here. We’ll grab the doppelgänger and be off by sunset.”

Ariel looked up at him but he didn’t see her as he was painting and had his back to her. That he didn’t tell her.

“But tonight is the decade dance,” she said.

“So?” Klaus couldn’t see how this was relevant.

“So, I’m head of the committee, we have to go,” she said.

“I’m not going to any dance,” he answered.

“Ariel told me she had never went to any dance. Maybe she’d like to go,” she said, turning to look at Ariel.

Ariel raised her eyebrows, surprised the conversation had included her.

“Is that true, love?” Klaus asked and she shrugged.

“Please, “Rebekah said. “I have big plans for tonight, just go for me,” she begged him.

Klaus sighed. “Okay, fine, one last hora.”

“One last hora, Nik,” she smiled before she left the room.

Klaus looked down at Ariel and smiled at her. “You’re gonna need a dress,” he told her.

“Do I have to go?” she asked and he chuckled. He took her hands and made her stand up. She placed her hands on his chest and looked up at him and he was keeping her close to him.

“If I have to go, you have to go,” he said and she looked down and sighed. “Come on, love,” he lifted her chin with his fingers and made her look up, “you get to wear a pretty dress again,” he smiled at her and she smiled back at him before leaned to kiss her.

//

“Klaus, where’s Rebekah?” Ariel asked as she stepped in their bedroom.

“I don’t know,” he said. “She’s supposed to be here, why?” he was getting dress and was looking at Ariel through the mirror.

“I need a dress,” she answered, timid.

He grinned and led her to a room of the mansion she had never stepped foot in before. There was a big chest in the middle of dusty books and old paintings. He opened it and showed her beautiful dresses:

“These were Rebekah’s in the 20’s,” he said before he handed her one.

Ariel slowly moved her hand to feel the dress. “It’s beautiful,” she said.

“A beautiful dress for a beautiful girl,” she looked up at him and he was grinning. She blushed and she gave him a shy smile and took the dress.

“Thank you.”

//

“I don’t know anybody here,” Ariel told Klaus. “Don’t leave me,” she stayed close to him.

“Never, love,” he grinned at her and took her hand. “Come on,” he dragged her to the dance floor. “This is supposed to be fun,” he told her and she shrugged. They danced for a few minutes, enjoying each other’s silence.

When the music started to get louder, Klaus decided to leave, angry Rebekah hadn’t shown up.

“Rebekah call me back immediately, we only came to this ridiculous dance because you begged me to and now you’re nowhere to be find!” he yelled at Rebekah’s voicemail as they were stepping out of the high school.

“Klaus,” Ariel stopped him and pointed the line of salt on the ground.

“What is this?” Klaus asked, annoyed.

“Your mother’s back,” they heard Stefan say.

They turned around and Ariel took Klaus’ arm and got closer to him.

“Come on, Bonnie’s trying to break the spell,” he said. Ariel looked up at Klaus, worried.

Stefan led them to a classroom where Bonnie was trying to undo Esther’s spell.

“What’s taking so long?” Klaus was getting impatient. “All boundaries spell have a loophole,” he said.

Bonnie looked up at Klaus annoyed. She didn’t have time to answer the hybrid as they were interrupted by Matt barging in.

“People are walking pass the barrier,” he said, almost out of breath.

Klaus looked down at Ariel to see if she was okay. She was nervously playing with the sleeve of his jacket.

“Matt and I can leave and stop Esther ourselves,” Jeremy said and Klaus looked up with a grin. “We just need to find out where she is.”

“It’s suicide, Jeremy,” Stefan told him.

“Don’t move, love,” he whispered to Ariel and kissed her hair and before she could look up he was at the other side of the room and he was strangling Bonnie’s friend whose feet didn’t touch the ground anymore.

“Suicide would be disappointing me,” he said. “Now, work your magic, witch, or I’ll start killing people you fancy,” he threatened.

“Let him go!” she ordered him.

“Not until you get us out of here,” he said.

“Oh, don’t be stupid, Klaus, Bonnie doesn’t give a damn about us,” Stefan said as he walked towards the hybrid. Ariel stepped back as the vampire passed by her. “The only reason she’s helping right now is to save Caroline and Tyler, you start killing people she cares about, and she’ll tell us all to go to hell.”

Klaus considered for a few seconds before he relieved the human with a sigh and went back to Ariel’s sides. They let Bonnie work and went outside, waiting for the spell to be broken.

“As soon as we’re free to leave this place I want you to go back home,” he told Ariel who looked up at him. He saw the worry on her face. “Don’t worry,” he told her. “I killed my mother once, I can do it again.” She nodded and looked down. He kissed the top of her head.

“Esther is not fighting me anymore,” Bonnie said after they joined them. “You’re free to go.”

Klaus looked down at Ariel and she nodded again and in the next second, she was gone.

“Look who does have a heart, after all,” Stefan said and Klaus turned to give him an annoyed look before they all left for the cemetery.

Klaus put his mother back in her coffin and then took the dagger out of Rebekah’s body. She wasn’t happy, of course, she had been betrayed by her mother once again and she had missed a dance she had spent days organizing.

When Klaus stepped into his bedroom, the lights were off and Ariel was already in bed. He heard her move and she turned on the lights.

“See? I’m fine,” he grinned at her and she chuckled.

“Is Rebekah okay?” she asked.

He nodded. “She’s not happy she missed the dance,” he told her.

She nodded and she watched him change and get ready for bed.

“What about your mother?” she asked in a whisper.

Klaus didn’t answer right away. He looked down and sighed before he turned to face her. “She’s dead,” he told her and she looked down and nodded.

He slipped under the covers and pulled her to his chest. He kissed the top of her head before he turned off the lights.

“Goodnight, love.”

“Goodnight, Klaus.”

If I see one more person laughing or poking fun of the fact Justin cried last night I will bald you!! Justin has openly struggled the past couple of years and has depression and anxiety which he is trying to deal with.

This award show for most people was just another show but for him it wasn’t. It was his public come back, he just dropped his new chart topping single and he was going to perform it live on a stage in front of thousands of people for the first time in 2 and a half years. If that wasn’t enough last time he was up there booed him.

As a anxiety sufferer I can’t even begin to imagine how nervous and how anxious he could have been to go on stage so when he finished and got one of the loudest reactions of the night he was beyond overwhelmed and he cried. So what? He was proud of himself and of everything he’s overcome. I’m beyond proud of him and I don’t care if you want to make fun of him crying go ahead because he doesn’t care what you think!

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Taylor, thank you for last night and thank you for being my everything. It has been two years since the Red tour and almost four years since the Speak Now tour, and so much has changed since then but one thing that’s stayed the same is I’ve always had you and your music with me along the way, through the good and bad. Last night was easily one of the best nights of my life; I danced like no one was watching, cried during your clean speech and had an absolutely incredible time with the 76 thousand other people in the stadium who were there for the same reason as myself (to see your beautiful and talented face). I have already made some incredible memories on the 1989 tour in just one night and I can’t wait to experience it again in Brisbane and Adelaide. 💙