remind me why i did this please

7 Reasons Why

So…. I am currently watching the new tv show “13 Reasons Why” and my mind decided to make a tragically-beautiful connection tooooo can you guess what?? YUP LANCE!! So here are my thoughts once again… hope you enjoy and feel free to comment any other ideas!!
*NOTE* I’m lowkey crying as I’m writing this. My heart isn’t okay. I’m not okay, okay?? *MORE NOTES* So this came out kinda different than the show/book but i hope yall kinda get the idea

  • Lance was dead. Had committed suicide to be exact. And he left his story behind.
  • The tapes appeared from nowhere. No one knew where they came from or where they disappeared to. No one knew that the tapes contained so much in such a small amount of time. No one knew that these tapes would become an ugly part of them.
  • “Hello space pals and gals. Lance McClain (KINDA LOVE THIS LAST NAME) here. Live and in stereo.”
  • Lance starts off by explaining his “7 Reasons Why” (hahaha get it? Cuz he’s the seventh wheel?? *cries*) he committed suicide and his two rules.
    • “Rule number one. You must listen to the tapes. I’m not gonna lie. This is going to be hard to do but you MUST LISTEN.”
    • “Rule number two. When you are done, you must leave them where you found them. And if you, oh lets say, decide to throw them away, tsk tsk tsk…. bad things will happen.”
  • “First and foremost, our mighty and heroic leader, Shiro.”
    • “I wasn’t good enought to be praised by you.” Lance explains that Shiro was a good leader, a great leader one might say. Unreplacable, “unlike me.” So why was it that he never told Lance “great job” or “thanks for the help.” Why did he alway care so much for Keith? Told him “great job out there” and patted him on the back after every battle. Why did he always take his side even when he was in the wrong? Why did he treat Pidge like a little sister? Always taking care of them and making sure they were getting enough sleep. Always being so nice and caring to both. “You were always my hero but why did you not act like it?” He never payed attention when Lance didnt get enough sleep or didnt eat or was sick. Always making him work and train. Always pointing out his flaws without helping him improve them. “Why, Shiro, did you not care for me?”
  • “Can you guess our number two?? Well, I’ll give you a hint. It’s not me this time. *laughs* First time being number two, our excellent number one paladin, Keith!”
    • “Keith my man, I loved you.” (Klangst? WHY TF NOT?!?) Lance always loved Keith, always looked up to him too. He loved to joke around with him, loved to rile him up, loved to bicker with him because thats how he got to talk to him. He knew that they were playing around so why did it hurt so much? “Why Keith, did you always tell me I wasn’t good enough?” Always telling him to leave you alone, always “you’re annoying me” and never “please stay.” Keith always reminded Lance that he was never good enough, never up to his level, never realizing how lance felt. But how could Lance blame him? However, sometimes Keith, you, took it to far to the point where my heart was too broken to put back together. “I’ve always loved you but you made it so easy to hate you, too.”
  • “My favorite green paladin, my little space sister (female pronouns for this), my gaming buddy, Pidge.”
    • “Pidge, did you even ever realize that I saw you as my sister?” Lance saw his little sister in Pidge. He always, like Shiro, did his best to make sure they stayed healthy. He was always fussing over her eating and sleeping habits. So why did she never appreciate him? “Pidge, you never even said thanks you.” Lance just wanted to be a brother to her. So why did she make him a disposable replacement for her missing brother? Always using him when necessary and then throwing him away when it got too much for her? “Leave me alone Lance. Im working.” Pidge sometimes said really hurtful comments to Lance and she never let him help her because why would she let someone “annoying” help? In, reality Pidge was his sister but according to Pidge, “You are not my brother, Lance. Matt is.”
  • “Hunk, my precious beautiful friend. You did nothing wrong but you also did nothing at all.”
    • “Where to start?” Hunk had always been Lance’s best friend but after Voltron things changed. “I noticed that you and Pidge would hang out together, without me.” Lance just wants to be part of their group again. He tried so hard so join, to contribute, to help. But all he got was “you’re distracting us.” Although they didn’t hang out as much, Hunk was the first one to realize that something was wrong with Lance. “You left me alone.” Hunk saw him getting worse and changing throughout the days. He saw but didn’t do anything. “Hunk, why did you not do anything, if you noticed?” Lance wondered why Hunk left him by himself, why he didn’t try to reach out to him, why he didn’t invite him over, why didn’t he? “You could have helped but you didn’t.”
  • “Our beautiful space princess who will save the universe without moi, Allura.”
    • “Sometimes, your pushing for perfection was too much, not just for me but for everyone.” Lance always felt like the odd one out. Everyone was good at something but he never had a “thing” and Allura’s nagging didn’t help. “Keep up Lance!” Keep up with Keith in the training stimulator. Keep up with Pidge’s new machinery. Keep up with Shiro’s battle plans. Keep up with Hunk’s nee inventions. Keep up. “Again.” No matter how hard Lance tried, Allura was never satisfied. Never complementing him, never saying “good job,” never letting him rest, never telling he was good enough. “Why, Allura, did you never see how hard I was trying?”
  • “Lets talk about our seventh wheel, our number one *snickers* sharpshooter, Me! Lance!”
    • “In my opinion, I was the number one at fault for this occurrence.” Lance hated himself. He hated himself for feeling jealous, angry, sad, homesick, depressed. “I just wanted to be like the rest of you all.” Lance wanted to be as good as Keith and as strong as Shiro. He wanted to be as nice and comforting as Hunk. Wanted to be as smart as Pidge and as powerful as Allura. “I wish I wasn’t so selfish.” Lance thought he was selfish. He wished to get “thanks you’s” from the rest. Wished he get praised from Shiro and Allura. Wished Keith would feel the same way. Wished he was home with his famiy. He wished and wished and he hated it. “I wished I was home.”
  • “My favorite alien, Coran, the one who took care of me and who noticed me struggling. Yes, he tried to help but I guess it wasn’t enough since I’m dead now.”
    • “You let me walk away.” Coran tried helping Lance in his own way. But how could an alien understand some Earthly emotions? “We talked but sometimes it was just you talking.” Coran tried to get Lance to open up to him but failed. He always cut off Lance with his own stories so he never let Lance say what was bothering him. “Coran, you were like an uncle to me.” Coran reminded Lance of his uncle and it kinda hurt him. He was constantly reminded of his family whenever he was with Coran. This made his emotions even worse when he talked to Coran because sometimes Coran didn’t understand him. The day Lance died, Coran had told him to just “move on.” Lance just got up and left but he secretly hoped that Coran would come after him. He didn’t. “You wanted me to move on from this and I did.”
  • “I’m sorry.”

written by @the-kittens-of-voltron (it was written a looooonggg time ago so, so sorry for the lateness)

It was all fun and games until it wasn’t and suddenly what was suppose to be a quick sketch turned into an au. 

So i present to you Enchanted AU, where the gang lands on some weird fucked up disney planet where theres talking animals and everything is cute and cuddly and where they finally find the blue paladin. 

This all started from the fact that everytime i see the junk pile keith that pidge made i get reminded of the beginning of enchanted where giselle is singing true love’s kiss. 

This Is War [11]

Summary: After being rejected by your best friend Bucky, Sam sets you up with one of his friends, on the condition that if the date doesn’t go well, you have to sign up for a dating app. The date doesn’t go well. As you begin to look for love in other places, Bucky starts to feel something he never felt before. Jealous.

Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 1520

Warnings: Angst. Maybe some language. Mentions of alcohol

A/N: Haha.. Insert sweating emoji face here..

Keep reading


idk i’ll just keep adding to this every now and then

1. “i’m not here because i want to be. i’m here because i made a promise, and i keep my promises.”
2. “i remember; we did that all the time when we were younger.”
3. “i didn’t mean to break your heart.”
4. “i didn’t mean for it to go this far.”
5. “i hate you. you’re everywhere, and i can’t escape you. i can’t go anywhere without being reminded of you.”
6. “i know you don’t love me, but please, just lie to me once more.”
7. “no matter what, i’ll always remember you this way.”
8. “let’s go for a drive.”
9. “because even if it hurts, i can’t bear to see you unhappy.”
10. “save me a dance, will you?”
11. “but everyone’s watching”
12. “even after everything, i don’t regret loving you.”
13. “i can’t believe you just said that.”
14. “i wish you didn’t have to go.”
15. “remind me again of how much you love me.”
16. “teach me.”
17. “can i hold your hand?”
18. “would you mind? i just need someone right now.”
19. “you never let anyone in, and that’s why everyone leaves.”
20. “i promise i won’t let you fall.”
21. “please don’t ever do that again.”
22. “what’s wrong with me?”
23. “how did we get here?”
24. “i love you today, and i’ll love you tomorrow and everyday after that.”
25. “pretty please”
26. “look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t love him/her anymore.”
27. “i’ll go if that’s what’ll make you happy.”
28. “i don’t need you. i don’t need anyone.”
29. “now, don’t tell me you’ve fallen in love with me already.”
30. “you’re so pretty.”
31. “help me understand.”
32. “i can’t live like this anymore!”
33. “why do you keep lying to me?”
34. “it hurts to look at you.”
35. “she/he and i were friends once.”
36. “that’s bullshit and you know it!”
37. “it’s 3 am. wanna go get some pizza?”
38. “a milkshake with two straws? how romantic!”
39. “someone once told me that we fall in love with beauty.”
40. “we all make mistakes; we’re human. it’s what we do.”
41. “prove me wrong.”
42. “i’ll do it myself if i have to.”
43. “take me anywhere but here.”
44. “you already have all of me.”
45. “all i know is that the stars have never looked brighter than in this moment with you.”
46. “for you sake, i hope you’re wrong.”
47. “i did everything for you.”
48. “i’d give away everything i own if it meant i could be with you.”
49. “i wish i could capture this moment in a bottle and keep it forever.”
50. “i wish we could go back to when you could be you and i could be me.”
51. “you’ve never looked more beautiful than you are in this moment.”
52. “yeah, my heart does that when i’m around you.”
53. “keep it in your pants!”
54. “is that a drawing of me?”
55. “sing for me?”
56. “will you be here when i wake up?”
57. “tell me, did you even love me?”
58. “will you think about someone else for once?”
59. “i can’t believe you thought i ever loved you.”
60. “people always leave me. you’re the only constant person in my life.”
61. “you’ll leave me eventually; they all do.”
62. “hypothetically speaking, what would you say if i asked you to marry me?”
63. “oh cmon, everyone’s got a story.”
64. “i know your secret.”
65. “i’d be careful if i were you.”
66. “what’s wrong with guys/girls like me?”
67. “it’s so easy to fall in love with you.”
68. “you got what you wanted; now go!”
69. “i wish we could go back to the way things used to be.”
70. “congratulations, you’ve finally managed to break my heart.”
71. “would you like an award for that?”
72. “i’m completely and utterly in love with you, and i wouldn’t have it any other way.”
73. “thanks for, you know, sticking with me.”
74. “it’s you and me against the world, kid.”
75. “i hate you, and i wish we never met.”

Eight years

A/N- Hey! So I’m finally finished all my exams, thank baby Jesus!! Anyway, I’ve been playing around with this for a while. And I’m excited to show this to you all. There will definitely be a part two for this. 

Hope y’all enjoy! 

Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~

Originally posted by cuteguk

You got up and did your daily routine, have a shower, eat breakfast and go to work. You loved your job. You worked really heard and it payed off, you were now the CEO’S right hand man in Kim’s industries. Seokjin your boss and close friend, was taking a step back. He was doing so in order to spend more time with his growing family. You were said cause he was a really good friend of yours, and the thought of working with someone who wasn’t him scared you. What if the new CEO didn’t like you? What if you didn’t like him? So many questions and it wasn’t even nine o’clock in the morning. 

You got in to the lift and pressed the number of the floor you worked on. There was a soft melody playing in the back ground, the doors began to close. Suddenly someone stuck there arm in between the closing doors, stopping them from closing and re-opening them. It was a man. He was a masterpiece, he looked like he just walked out of a Calvin Klein ad. He was wearing a black tailored suit, which was obvious because it fit him like a glove.His hair was jet black, swept to the side to show off his fore head. He reminded you of someone, you just couldn’t pin point it. He stopped and stared at you for a moment. You moved a side to let him in. He walked past you and leaned up against the railing. You could fell him staring at you. You felt hot under his gaze. You felt arms snake around your waist. His arms. The beautiful man holding close against his hard chest. You could stay like that forever, but who was he and why did he want to cuddle in the lift?

“E-excuse me, Sir. But I think this is really inappropriate, could you please let me go.” You were a little shaky, you didn’t know who he was. But you could stay in his arms like that forever. Was he going to offer you sex? Like you’d consider it, he was really good looking and you’d say he’d be like a god between the sheets. Y’know what sayin. He chuckled, it was like music in your ears. 

“Really, Y/N/N (Your nick name)? You don’t remember me? He rested his chin on your shoulder, he was pouting. You’d know that pout anywhere. 

“Jeon Jungkook, you’ve turned into such a man.” You turn around his arms, wrapping yours around his neck and giving him a tight squeeze. 

“Handsome, I know right?” He smirked down at you. 

“I think fucking hot. OH MY GOD! Did I just say that out loud.” You try to pull back from him, to embarrassed. But he just pulled you tighter against him, his hands trailing lower down your back. He lowered his face down to your ear, his breath tickling your neck. 

“I think your fucking hot, too.” He whispered in your ear. 

*Flash back* - 

You met Jungkook when you were eight. You became friends pretty fast, never staying a part for too long. It was when Jungkook got his girlfriend that you realised you had feelings for him. As the years went by you understood that Jungkook would never look at you in that way. But why did he have to be so big on skin ship. He may look all innocent and shy, but no, not at all. He was a clingy motherfucker. He was big into cuddling, holding hands, a lot of times his hands would slip onto your ass and he would feel it up. Not that you minded, but you never really thought anything of it, because he was also always touching Jimins ass too. But it’s glories so who wouldn’t. 

The last time you saw Jungkook was at the end of year party, at graduation. He told you he was going to get both of you drinks and to stay right there. When it was hour later and he still wasn’t back, you went to look for him. He was basically fucking the girl that you hated most in the world, she called you nasty names and told you that you would never be good enough for the likes of jungkook. What a bitch. She was the definition of bitch. But your 17 year old little heart broke at the sight, and you ran away. The next day Jungkook texted you, but you didn’t reply. He called, you didn’t answer. He saw you walking down the street home, but you walked faster and pretended not to hear him. Jungkook was a great friend, but you could no longer hold it in. You had to let him go, even if that meant your friendship was ruined. It had to stop. 

*End of flash back*-  

“So how have you been?” He asked. You were relived he wasn’t bringing up the past. 

“I’m good, you?” He smirked, leaning down to your ear again. Does he know what hes doing to you right now? 

“I’m great, now that I’ve seen you.” He whispers. Your breathing hitched in your throat. He smirked…. little cunt. The lift opens, you pull apart from him. 

“It was good seeing you, Kook!” The old nickname rolling off your tongue with ease. He smiled bright, you missed it. 

“Oh, I think you’ll be seeing a lot more of me.” He leans back against the railing, smirking. The doors slowly close. 

You get to your office and sit back in your chair with a sigh of relief. Why did he have to be so good looking. Your heart was pounding and that was eight years ago that you were in love with him. You can’t still have those feelings, right? Right. 

A knock came to your door, and in pops Seokjins old assistant. 

“Miss Y/N, the new CEO is here. There will be a meeting in five minutes up stairs, in the conference room.” She informs you. 

“Okay, thank you.” You sigh taking off your coat and making your way to the board room. You take your seat next to your friend Namjoon. You chat to him till the meeting starts. You were anxious to see whom the new CEO will be. The man you’ll be spending a lot of time with. 

“All right everyone, settle down.” The room comes to silence, the door opens. Your looking at your schedule for today. Someone clears there throat. You look up. 

“Good morning, I’m Jeon Jungkook, the new CEO of Kim industries.” Your gobsmacked. No fucking way. This can’t be happening! He can’t be the new CEO. The meeting starts and everyone is in awe with Jungkook. Where as you are counting down the seconds till you can leave. And you thought work was a great place to be…. 

When the meeting finally ends, you  practically run back to your office. You want to try. You lay your head on your desk. You heard a faint knock at your door. “Come in.” You shout, not lifting your head from the table.

“Wow, your office has a great view!” You shut your eyes tight hearing his voice. He was no where for eight years, when you longed for him. And now he’s everywhere. You straighten yourself up. 

“Is there something I can help you with, Mr Jeon?” His smile fades at your words. 

“Y/N, you don’t have be so formal with me. We used to be so close.” He smiles taking a seat in front of you. 

“That’s true, but I’d rather if we kept this a professional relationship.” You give him a light smile. 

“And we will. But before that, I want you to answer a few questions for me.” Your heart starts to pound. Why is this happening to you? Why did the world hate you? 

“Okay.. go ahead.” You play with your fingers, a nervous habit. Jungkook smirks at it. 

“Why did you stop talking to me eight years ago?” You sigh. 

“Do you want the truth or the easy white lie?” 

“The truth would be preferred.” You take a deep breath. 

“Okay, well.. I was in love with you.” You laugh. “I am, I saw you making out with that fucking cunt that I hated, and it broke my heart. I didn’t want to put myself through pretending that I was okay with it, when I obviously wasn’t. So when you called and text I ignored them, and eventually you stopped. I never wanted you to know, so I stopped talking to you.” You sigh, it was nice getting that out after all those years. 

“Did the boys know?” You finally meet his gaze. 

“Just Yoongi and Jimin.” 

“Why didn’t you tell me? Things could of been different.” He states. 

“I told you I didn’t want you to know. I was afraid it would ruin our friendship, with my one sided love.” You giggle. “It did anyway.” You laugh again, not really knowing why. 

“Y/N, things would have been, could be different, because I-” Jungkook sentence gets cut short as your assistant comes in. 

“Miss Y/N, Mr Lee is here.” You sigh. 

“Already?” You get up smoothing out your skirt. “I’m sorry, Mr Jeon. But I have work to do.” You grab Mr Lee’s file and leave Jungkook in your office. 

“I love you, too.” Jungkook sighs. 

A/N- So message me if you want a part two. I’m quite happy with this. Hope you all enjoyed. Thank you from reading and for reaching 200 followers!! I love you all, thank you xx 

-Admin Abe x 

I hate you │5

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

summary:  The fuckboy can’t help it but get protective when you’re in danger
member: Jeon Jungkook x reader
genre: fluff, romance, angst
word count: 2.5k
warnings: fuckboy!Jungkook badboy!Jungkook
I hate you Masterlist 123 4 5 6 7 (ongoing)

A/N: For some reason, “I hate you 2″ doesn’t show up anywhere as if the post doesn’t exist, even the link doesn’t work on my phone. Do you guys have any idea why? please message me if you do. P.S I have the next part planned out, but it’s gonna take awhile, so please don’t expect it to be posted tomorrow. I’ll post it somewhere this week though. 

You have successfully ignored his presence the whole day. Meeting him, looking him in the eyes would once again remind you how much you actually hated him. He didn’t seem to mind ignored by you either, but then after the class ended he approached you in the hallway.

“Hey” -he greeted you as if nothing had happened yesterday. What else did you expect? an apology? from someone like him?

“Your turn”- you said with as indifferent and uninterested tone as you could. You would never show him that he had any kind of effect on you. You took the diary out of your bag and threw it at him, just like he had done to you the day before. 

“I know you have every right to be mad at me but let me explain”-his words were barely audible, clearly not used to explaining his actions to others and feeling ashamed because of it.

“I’m not angry at you and you don’t owe me any kind of explanation, it’s none of my business, remember?”

“It’s not like that, I.. uh just hear me out”-he reached out his hand to touch your arm but stopped in the middle. To hide what he intended to do he took his hand back and placed it on the back of his neck. 

Keep reading

sum smut prompts

send me an ask; number and ship (preferably voltron) i’m open to ideas outside of this post too, so send me kinks as well, if you’d like? i’m open minded ;))) hmu dudes

1. “You’re n-not, um, w-wearing anything under that, are you..?“
2. “Wow, I didn’t realize you were that… Flexible.”
3. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you forget you ever even met that asshole.”
4. “Are you trying to turn me on right now or are you really just that oblivious?“
5. “You better shut that pretty little mouth before I put it to work, doll.”
6. “I wasn’t expecting it to be… THAT big.“
7. “You taste like fucking candy.“
8. “I know they’re just stuffed animals but doesn’t it feel weird? It’s like they’re watching us.”
9. "Baby, I know you’re not trying out the new shower head without me.”
10. "That’s probably the fastest I’ve ever done that.“
11. "Please, remind me again why we’re having sex behind a tree?”
12. "I think that’s the first time I’ve ever heard you moan… It was like a fucking melody.“
13. "I-I just, I wasn’t expecting that. But I liked it. A lot.”
14. I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that.“
15. "You make a sound and it’s game over baby.”
16. "We’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still so horny?!“
17. "It was so worth the injury though!”
18. "Saddle up doll.“
19. "Did you just look me up and down and then bite your lip? ‘Cause if you did we’re having sex. Right now.”
20. "Your ass is gonna be seven different shades of red after that little stunt.”
21. "You want to watch me do what again?“
22. "Baby, that was my favorite pair of pants and now you’ve ruined them!”
23. "god damnit , now all I can think about right now is you licking my cock like it’s that ice cream cone.”
24. "Just let me finish this level and I swear I’ll go down on you until you come at least 3 times.”
25. "If I have to pull over, you won’t be able to walk for the next week.“
26. "Do you think they can hear us through the tent?” “Yes we can.”
27. "Are you sure there’s enough room to do this in a hospital bed?“
27. "If you thought that was your birthday present, then you’re in for a treat.“
28. "Babe, I’m never gonna finish this work if you keep doing that.”
29. "I have a feeling I’m gonna get lucky tonight.”
30. "I could just pull your bikini bottoms to the side, no one would even notice.“
31. "I love your lips.”
32. "Leave the heels on, baby. Just the heels, though.
33. "Isn’t this considered public indecency? We could get arrested!”

professor || s.s || p.4

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Relationship: Professor!Sebastian x reader, Chris Evans

Summary: A one night stand turns into more of a problem when you realise that your professor is your one night stand.

Warnings: angst!!!!!, professor/student dynamics, age gap (10 years), commitment issues (if that counts?)

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: wowow i just love cliffhangers apparently 

“Are you insane?” Sebastian’s good friend and professor, Chris, yelled as soon as he stepped foot into his office. Sebastian’s brows furrowed as he looked up from the paper he was grading to look at his friend, “what?” He asked, leaning back in his chest and crossing his arms over his chest. 

Chris rolled his eyes, closing the door to the office behind him, “look,” he said lowly, “I know what you were doing earlier today?” He said, raising an eyebrow as he did. Sebastian’s eyebrows furrowed further as he tried to recall his memory, immediately darting up from his seat as his heart dropped to his stomach. 

Keep reading

ok so this is just a quick tip for calming down people who are panicking and are convinced that no one cares about them

PLEASE DO NOT MENTION PARENTS!!!!!!! i cannot stress this enough!!!!

i obviously cannot speak for everyone in such situations, but PERSONALLY i hate it when people say ‘oh, but your parents must care about you!’ i kid you not i will feel worse and may even stop talking to you. and i am sure other people will have much worse reactions, because no, their parents may not care about them the way you think.

most of the time, YOU DO NOT KNOW ABOUT SOMEONES HOME SITUATION. someone who is panicking about feeling uncared for probably doesnt have the best relationship with their parents. i myself am on good terms with mine, but growing up there were periods of emotional neglect and emotional/verbal abuse, and telling me that they 'care about me’ will only (for me at least) bring up questions like 'why werent they there then, when i needed them?’, or 'then why did they insist on pushing me, a child, to my limits and leaving when i cried?’

im not saying that this means they dont care about me. but being reminded of it all may make everything much, much worse. and some people ARENT on good terms with their parents, and for VERY GOOD REASONS.

so please, i beg of you, when trying to comfort someone, DO NOT MENTION PARENTS. it will just make everyone involved more upset, especially the panicking person. so just dont do it. it costs $0.

See you around?- Imagine part 2

Part 1

“Again Y/N? But you were only here the other day!” Fionn exclaimed down the line. I nibbled the skin at the corner of my lip and fiddled with a loose thread on the hem of my t-shirt.

“I know Fionn but I really enjoyed it, I’d love to come while you are actually filming, so I can really see what it’s like” I tried. Fionn had been suspicious for a couple of weeks now, he was too smart to know that my pathetic excuses for returning to the set were for more than just ‘spending time with my best friend who has been away from me for so long’. That’s the excuse I used last time, he stared at me blankly for a solid minute before agreeing.

“Y/N, what’s going on?” he asked. But he wasn’t yet smart enough to realise my true reasons for wanting to keep going back. Harry had got my name somehow, off Fionn’s phone most likely, and after adding me on Twitter, we had been messaging back and forth all day, every day since he appeared besides Fionn on my first visit. My newspaper knowledge and pre-judgement of him was completely wrong, I was unable to stop myself from being drawn towards his electric personality.

“Nothing Fionn” I said unconvincingly. There was silence at the end of the line.

“It’s Harry isn’t it…” he said eventually and I hesitated before offering him a quiet ‘yes’.

“I knew it! The damn boy hasn’t shut up about you!” I giggled. “He’s a good guy Y/N” he said and I hummed. “Ok, come down again tomorrow, I’ll meet you at the gates like normal” he added and I thanked him.

“See you tomorrow” he finished and we said out goodbyes. I bit firmly into my bottom lip to conceal the smile that was about to erupt on to my face. This is ridiculous, I was getting giddy about seeing a guy I’d had met in person for 10 minutes and had a 2 week virtual conversation with. But still my heart leapt as his name flashed up on my screen, notifying me that I had received a Twitter message.

Pull yourself together, I thought.

From Harry: So, Fionn tells me that you’re coming to set tomorrow and that I’m to keep you company while he’s filming x

I bit my lip and let out a contented sigh as I rushed to send my reply.

To Harry: Did he now? And what if I don’t want you to keep me company? I hear Tom’s a good laugh ;) x

From Harry: You wound me, you know my jokes are way better than his. And we both know that you want me to keep you company ;) x

To Harry: cocky x

From Harry: me? Cocky? Never! See you tomorrow beautiful :) x    

I didn’t attempt to mute my squeal as I collapsed back on the bed.


“Morning Miss” one of the security guards called as I approached the gate the next morning.

“Morning Lewis” I said as I approached. I had become on a first name basis with several of the of the security members on my now twice weekly visits. There was Lewis, the tall bald man who had denied me access on my first visit, John, who was now only working 3 days a week so he could spend time with his sick mother, and Matt, who’s sister has just had twins.

“Y/N!” a voice called as I slipped past the gates. There was no crowd today, the sky was overcast and in the distance rain clouds littered the horizon. Harry appeared from between two trailers and offered me a lopsided grin on his approach. My stomach knotted with each step he took towards me and I had to fight to keep the blush from my cheeks and maintain as much dignity as I could.

“Hi Harry” I grinned as we met, “I thought Fionn was coming to meet me?” I said.

“He was but he got called to set early, we’re running ahead of schedule, so I came instead. It that ok?” he asked with a tilt of the head. His eyebrows were pulled down and his lips fell into a small frown as he looked at me, almost as if he was worried that I didn’t want to see him. I resisted the urge to reach forward and push his lips back up into their perfect smile.

“Of course it’s ok!” I rushed quickly to ease his worry, to which he erupted into a dimple popping grin.

“Good!” he beamed, “come on, I’ll show you where they are filming” he said turning slightly and waiting for me to fall in to stride beside him before we began to make our way across the set. His arm brushed lightly with mine as we walked, the back of his hand dusting the skin of my own with each step he took. Both of us were acutely aware of the contact but neither sad anything about it, instead choosing to continue walking unnecessarily close to one another with as much feigned indifference as we could manage.

“Are you not filming today?” I asked as we squeezed past two more trailers.

“No, I’m not in any of the scenes for a couple of days. They are filming some of the opening shots on the beaches and I don’t come into the film until later on” he explained. I opened my mouth to question him further but he glanced at me with a raised brow and shook his head.

“Don’t bother, Fionn already told me not to tell you anything” he smirked.

“Damn it!” I cried.

“But when we met you said you wouldn’t be able to resist if I started asking you questions?” I said, reminding him of our first meeting to which he chuckled and nodded his head.

“I did, so please don’t try cause Fionn will kill me if I say anything” he laughed. I seized my opportunity.

“Does Fionn die in the movie? Does he get rescued? Do you die? Who dies? Will I cry? What were you filming the other day and why were you all covered in some black sticky stuff?” I rushed. In seconds Harry had me pinned against the side of a white trailer, his hand pressed lightly over my mouth. My stomach erupted in a swarm of butterflies and my blood sizzled in my veins. Harry hesitated for a couple of seconds when he realised the position we had found ourselves in but relaxed when he realised I wasn’t going to push him away in disgust. He removed his hand from my lips but didn’t pull away. His breathing was shallow and a slight blush tinted his cheeks.

“Don’t push it Y/N, cause I will tell you everything and Fionn will never speak to me again” he said lightly and I giggled.

“Sorry, it was worth a shot” I beamed. He gazed at me with bright, thoughtful eyes but said nothing.

“Come on” he said softly, pulling away from me and leading us on.

Harry and I watched filming for several hours. Fionn caught sight of us not long after we arrived and sent me a small wave which I returned and made a mental note to hug and kiss him later. Harry explained all that he could without giving too much away, describing the process and equipment as best he could while repeatedly adding ‘I don’t know much about making movies’.

“So this bit is going to be for the start of the movie?” I asked as Fionn once again ran along the sand carrying a stretcher.

“Yeah this is one of the first scenes” he said.

“And why aren’t you in this bit?” I asked.

“Cause I’m meant to be on that boat over there” he said, pointing to a large, white boat in the distance. ‘Oh’ I said with a small nod. There was a moment of silence as someone called ‘cut’ and ran over to Fionn and the other boy carrying the stretcher and spoke quickly to them.

“So did you really come today just to watch some of the filming?” Harry asked after a while. I kept my eyes on the beach full of people before me and shrugged slightly.

“I’d be lying if I said it was my only reason” I said, glancing quickly at Harry who already had his gaze firmly fixed on me. His cheeks flushed and he bowed his head to hide the smile pulling at the corner of his lips.

“I’ve really liked talking to you over these past couple of weeks” he said quietly and I looked at him once more.

“Really?” I asked, the end of my sentence rising in hope and my eyebrows raising.

“Really” he said genuinely with a small nod. I offered him a beaming smile and felt the heat rising in my cheeks.

“Maybe we could hang out, away from set, I mean. We could go for dinner or something?” he rambled nervously. I giggled and he blushed.

“Sure, I think Fionn is getting sick of seeing me anyway” I laughed to which Harry grinned.

“No, I think he’s just getting sick of the hugs and kisses” he joked and I erupted into a fit of laughter. Harry watched with glittering eyes and a small smile on his lips.

“Yeah he doesn’t like that” I chuckled finally, wiping away a small tear which had leaked from the corner of my eye.

“No he doesn’t,” he said, “I wouldn’t mind it though” he grinned cheekily and I giggled, reaching up on my tip toes to plant a gently kiss on his cheek, much more delicate than the ones I give Fionn. Harry’s face blushed scarlet and I smiled.

“Hey, Y/N!” someone called from the beach. Fionn was making his way towards us and gestured for me to come over to a small set of steps down to the beach.

“I better go see him” I said gently to Harry. He nodded and offered me a small smile.

“So, I’ll message you later about dinner, yeah?” he asked and I smiled.

“Yeah, I’ll send you my number” I said lightly to which he grinned. I took a couple of steps around him and headed towards the steps where Fionn was not waiting patiently at the bottom. I turned back as I reached the first step.

“Oi, Harry!” I called to grab his attention, his head snapped towards me and he raised his eyebrows, “see you around” I grinned. His smile beamed so bright beneath the sun I forgot how to breathe for several seconds.

“See you around Y/N” he said.        

Essays in Existentialism: Alone

Ever consider writing canon Clexa after Clarke returns from fixing the Pike problem and they’re alone together for the first time? Lexa is worried and nervous. Maybe Clarke changed her mind about them. Maybe it was a one time thing for Clarke. She doesn’t know where they stand and how to broach the subject. Just want to see your take on what Commander self-control would do :)

The fanfare was minimal. It was nonexistent. But there were glares and angry muttering, scowls and snarls, absolute hatred poured upon the returning sky people as they came, once again, with promises and hope for peace with a people who were not eager to be near them, let alone speak of truces and partnership.

Keep reading

Picture Perfect - Dean Winchester x Reader x Sam Winchester - Chapter 8

Title: Picture Perfect

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader, Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: Around 6k

Warnings: Angst

Prompt: I got it! Can you do a fic where Sam dies while (Y/N) is pregnant with his child and so Dean helps her raise the child and they live the apple pie life and right when Dean wants to propose to (Y/N), Sam returns to life & ANGST. Please and thank you

Special thank you to @gaveherhearttotheliontattoo for being an awesome beta!

Read: Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l Part 4 l Part 5 l Part 6 l Part 7


“No more drinking.” Sam said softly and you sighed heavily “You’ve had enough.”

“Come on Sam.” you frowned, looking at him “I need that.”

“No you don’t.” he pursed his lips with the authoritative tone he had used a few but very special moments when you were together “What you need is a good night’s sleep, and probably a shower to help you relax too.”

“Hmh” you hummed, closing your eyes for a moment “I don’t know if you’ve forgotten Sammy but I’m not the shower girl. I’m the one for-”

“Baths, rose petals and a few candles for dim lighting because you deep down are a hopeless romantic with of course a hint of vanilla and orange in the air but it always varies according to your mood, meaning it can also be strawberries.” he cut you off, completing your sentence and smirking softly as he heard you let out a small chuckle “Yeah I know.”

“You know me so well.” you whispered, opening your eyes to look at him as you licked your lips “But you’re forgetting-”

“Always in someone’s arms and head massages? No, of course not. That’s hardly something I could ever forget.” he said with a small shrug, giving you a shy smile and you chuckled.

“Of course you wouldn’t.” you smiled at him, not even realizing how you snuggled with him. It seemed that your body just reached out to the warmth his provided.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Hi! I'm writing a story about a nearly 2,000 year old Vampire scout and his enthusiastic human apprentice. I'm having trouble making them interact comically, without having to completely throw away the stoic Vampires character. Any advice?


You could argue that just the enthusiasm mixed with the stoic personality itself invites comedy, without you having to put in any special effort. The vampire will often be irritated with his apprentice, and the apprentice will probably often be fascinated by who he works for and the fact that he was fortunate enough to snag this job. If you really want to make some funny conversation, you could make your apprentice a history buff – the vampire will likely have been around for a lot of history, and his apprentice could constantly ask him about what happened when US troops stormed the beaches at Normandy and if Napoleon was really only about 4′11″ and if Greek cities smelled bad because they didn’t have indoor plumbing.

Also, your vampire would probably be cynical, after living so long and seeing humans do so many despicable things, and he’d probably feel intellectually superior to his enthusiastic, optimistic apprentice. He might even hold his apprentice in contempt, because he might think of his apprentice as a fool. 

I can also give you a couple of dialogue prompts to start you off!


“Hi! What’s on the schedule for today?”

[Your vampire] hissed and backed away. “Did you have garlic for lunch again?”

“Oh shit! Yeah, I did.”

“You idiot!”


A knock at the door brought [your vampire] out of his thoughts. “What?”

[Your apprentice] walked in, holding a history textbook. “Sorry, I hate to interrupt you, but I have this really important question that really can’t wait and I-”

“Get on with it.”

“So, was Cleopatra really all that stunningly beautiful? Or did she just have a great personality?”


“You know, it’s humans like you that make me wonder why I stick around.”

[Your apprentice] laughed. “Don’t be stupid! You stick around because you have to. You can’t die, remember?”

“Oh yes, my immortality slipped my mind. Thank you ever so much for reminding me, how would I have remembered without you?”

“… Is that sarcasm?”


I hope this helps! If you need anything else, please feel free to ask. - @authors-haven

The Labyrinth Chapter 25

Originally posted by bts-we-are-bulletproof

Genre: Gang AU/ High School AU

Pairing: Reader/Jimin

Length: 2.3k

Summary: Looking back on your past, your life has never been anything out of the ordinary. Although your parents had left you on one mysterious night, leaving you little to no explanations, you live out the rest of your years residing in a new town under the custody of your aunt. That is, until you return to your hometown to investigate the whereabouts of your parents during your senior year in high school. It was that fateful decision that led you to find a boy collapsed on your front porch one night, wounds gaping and life fading when your entire life is spun out of control. Somehow being dragged into a life of crimes in the underground business of his, you discover the twisted secrets hidden behind the world you thought you had known all along.

1  2  3  4  5  6  7  8  9  10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26

Keep reading

Imagine Chris rushing you to the hospital.

A/N: This is a request from @stevcsass 😊 Hope you like it. X

The emergency room environment was starting to give Chris a headache, everything and everyone simply plucked at his nerves. The pale blue walls, so dull it stung his eyes. The receptionist typing away at her keyboard and the relentless ringing of the phones. The wailing of the ambulances that seeped through every time the automatic glass doors slid open. The uncomfortable chairs, the ticking of the ginormous clock on the wall behind him, the tap tap tapping of pens on the plastic clipboards. The worst was the frantic loved ones; their crying and their pacing poked at his anxiety that was already on the brim. When was someone going to tell him something? It’d been two hours since he brought you into the emergency room and still, nothing. He didn’t understand why it was taking so long. He felt like he should’ve heard something by now, or at least been allowed to see you. Was it really that serious? Was something going to happen to the baby inside your belly? He felt like he was going to spew.

“I’m sorry, is my wife okay?” He approached the reception for the sixth time in two hours; she sighed when she looked up. “I know you don’t know anything, but can you please find me someone who does. She is pregnant, okay? She is carrying our first child, our baby girl.” He felt his eyes well with tears when he said that. “She can’t lose her, she’ll never recover from it. And I…” He swallowed then mumbled to himself, “I don’t think I will either.”

“Okay, Mr. Evans.” She picked up the phone and dialed for Dr. Dan Carlton, the physician that took you in as his patient. “I’m going to make some calls.” Chris let out a breath of relief, managing a smile for the first time that night. “Have a seat and I’ll let you know what I find out.” He ran his hands over his beard, then rubbed his hands together like it was going to somehow rid him of his angst. “Hey, your wife is not the first pregnant lady to come in after a fall. Their bellies are meant to withstand some pretty tough circumstances in order to protect their babies. So relax, both your girls are going to be fine.”

“Thank you,” he nodded at her; his gratefulness was at a whole new level. “I’m going to-” he threw his thumb over his shoulder and earned a nod from the receptionist. He took slow breaths, trying to calm himself as he walked back over to his chair. He chewed on his thumb nail, anxiously shaking his leg. His gaze darted between the floor, the receptionist, and the doors you disappeared behind earlier. How much longer? When was he going to get to see you again?

“Mr. Evans,” the receptionist called as she hung up the phone. Chris looked up at her, his breath caught in his throat and his eyes wide with worry and wonder. “Your wife is out,” she told him and directed his gaze with a point of her finger.

“Oh my God,” he jumped to his feet and rushed over to you when he saw Dr. Carlton wheeling you out in a wheelchair. “Sweetheart, hey.” He dropped to his knees in front of you, taking your cold hands in his. “Are you okay?” He didn’t give you a chance to answer before asking Dr. Carlton the same question. “Is she okay?”

“She’s fine, they’re both fine.” Dr. Carlton assured him with a smile and he let out a hard sigh; relief flooded his body, and yours upon hearing that again. You’d fainted while trying your hand at gardening; you dropped and hit your head on the concrete. Thankfully Dodger was with you and Chris was home. “Maybe less gardening and more rest, okay?” You and Chris both nodded. “She doesn’t have a concussion, but keep an eye on her anyway.”

“Thank you,” Chris nodded, earning a nod back as Dr. Carlton returned the way he came. “God,” he brought your hands to his lips, peppering kisses on your knuckles. “You scared the crap out of me, Y/N. You know what, no more gardening. As much as I love your want to be more outdoorsy, I’d rather you stick to your nature hating ways.” You chuckled and he managed a small smile. “I was so scared,” he admitted, squeezing your hands.

“Captain America has no fear.”

“Well-” he chuckled with limited humor, “when his wife is involved, he has a ton of fear.” You leaned forward and kissed the top of his head when he rested his forehead on your lap. “Can you please take it easy so we don’t have to go through this ever again?” He asked when he looked back up at you. “‘Cause I can’t, I really can’t. I thought I was going to go insane out here.”

“I know, I’m sorry.” You pulled one hand from his to caress his face. “I kept asking them to tell you I was fine, I even asked if you could come to the back but- it was so busy and they didn’t have space for everything. All the equipment was being used and all the doctors were running around, trying to check on all the patients and that’s why it took so long. Honestly, baby. I’m fine, the baby’s fine. They just cleaned my scrapes and did an ultrasound, just in case. Everything’s okay,” you assured him and he nodded, releasing another sigh of relief. “Can we go home now? This hospital scene is-”

“Driving you insane?”

“Yeah,” you chuckled.

“Me too,” he rose to his feet, moving behind your chair to wheel you to the exit. “I’m really glad you’re okay,” he leaned over and whispered into your hair. You smiled, looking up at him to meet his lips for a quick peck. “And if you really want roses in our backyard that badly, I can hire a gardener. I told you I would, I don’t know why you wanted to do it yourself. You realize you were only acting in that film, right? You don’t actually possess a green thumb.”

“That’s what Mackie said and I wanted to prove him wrong.”

“You did this to prove a point to Mackie?” He scoffed when you nodded sheepishly. “Okay,” he chuckled with a shake of his head. “Please remind me to kill him when he and Sheletta come to dinner next week.”

Tags: @chrisevans-imagines @widowsfics @m-a-t-91 @imaginesofdreams  @katiew1973 @winter-tospring @shamvictoria11 @soymikael @faye22 @always-an-evans-addict @heartblackerthancoffee @whenyourealizethisisntagoodname @yourtropegirl @smoothdogsgirl @createdbytinyaddiction @dreamingintheimpalawithdean @rileyloves5 @buckys-shield @catch-me-im-a-falling-star @tabi-toast @ssweet-empowerment @chrixa @feelmyroarrrr @akidura79 @castellandiangelo @edward-lover18 @yourenotrogers @im-a-fandom-slut @royalexperiment256 @palaiasaurus64 @tacohead13 @badassbaker @pegasusdragontiger @sfreeborn @dorisagent101 @aekr @imagine-cats96 @adeptkillsyasse @shliic @justanotherfangurlz @winchesterandpie @creativeheartgemini @camerica96 @thestarlighthotel @lilya-petrichor @pinkleopardss @lizzysugar @bywonater @avengingalec @nerdingoutismylife @rayleyanns @captainxamerica @lapetitsyrene @01asianista @alwayshave-faith @southernbellestatues @thegirlwiththeimpala @callie-swagg1 @what-if-wenevermet @hillrichhill @patzammit @gerrardisgod @stevcsass

Little Gilbert

(requested by anon)
Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 4 461
summary : Reader is Elena’s little sister and the Salvatore’s are over protective of her. Kai ends up staying at the Salvatore’s over night and sneaks into her room.
*gif by jake-riley
keep reading after the cut😉

Y/N’s life had gotten complicated the past few years. When her older sister Elena had met Stefan , Y/N had still been in her third year of high school. Both Stefan and Damon had taken a liking to her and over time had become like family to her - like she had two older brothers. After Elena had burned down their house , Y/N had moved in with the Salvatores. Problem was they were super over protective of her. If anyone even dared to get too close to her , things would get ugly for that person. Once a classmate , her friend Jake , had come over so they can work on a project and he had played a prank on her - sneaking up from behind to scare her - and she had screamed. Damon , who had been at the kitchen in that moment making her her favourite snack , rushed to the living room and nearly choked her friend before even bothering to listen to what had happened. Stefan was the same - almost , he listened first before trying to hurt anyone. Y/N loved them and appreciated having two guarding angels at all times but sometimes things were getting a little out of control. Their over protectiveness was starting to suffocate her. Whenever a boy showed up to take her on a date , one of them would tag along and even though the Salvatore wouldn’t sit with them , it didn’t matter much because they could still hear and see everything. Elena was the only one who could get them to back off a little but that never lasted too long.

* * *
Y/N walked downstairs heading into the kitchen, her ponytail and white polca dot ribbon flapping behind her. She was wearing a black tshirt with print (the logo of her favourite band) and gray skinny jeans along with her favourite ankle high black converses.
“Hey sis.” she smiled at Elena. “And big brother.” she winked at Damon.
Her eyes drifted towards the cupcakes on the kitchen counter and just as she was about to grab one , her eyes fell on a stranger sitting on the kitchen table. He had blue eyes ,brown hair , perfect angel like features and was holding a cupcake , his fingers covered with frosting. The boy glanced at her , then at Elena and Damon.
“You have a little sister?” asked the boy. “Wait. Who’s sister is she? And …where have you kept her hidden until now?”
Y/N took one of the cupcakes , taking a bite which resulted in cupcake frosting getting on her nose. Elena wiped it away with her thumb , giving her little sister a warning look. Damon glanced between Kai and Y/N , who obviously were curious about each other by the way they were starring at one another. Kai had gotten up , shortening the distance between him and Y/N. He was smiling widely , outstretching his hand for her to shake as a hello.
“Hi. I’m Kai …and you are ?”
“Littlest Gilbert.” she laughed. “I’m Y/N , Elena’s little sister, well cousin.”
“A human.” muttered Kai to himself. “Didn’t think those existed in Mystic Falls with all the supernatural population. I see you like cupcakes as much as me. Hey maybe we can go out sometime - there is this bakery near the town square -”
“OKAY , slow down big brother.” said Damon pulling Kai away from Y/N. “You are not allowed anywhere near her. Got it? She is off limits.”
“Why not ?” wondered Y/N.
“Because he is the one who shot an arrow through Bonnie’s stomach and he is the reason she is all alone in the Prison World right now.” said Elena pushing her sister out of the kitchen door. Y/N got free and ran back towards Kai and the cupcakes.
Elena’s little sister looked at Kai , head to toe , curiousity burning in her eyes.
“He doesn’t seem dangerous.” she said. “He seems .. cute and cuddly.”
Kai laughed under his breath. “I think she likes me.”
“No , no , no.” said Damon. “No one here likes any body. Y/N , go to your room before things get ugly for mr. charming right here.”
Elena grabbed Y/N and started pushing her towards the door again.
“Fine, fine. I’m going. See you around Kai.”
“Yeah. See you around.” he replied with a wistful look in his eyes.
Damon was starring at him , his arms folded in his chest.
“What ?”
“If you touch her , you lose your head or heart. Or both.” threatened Damon.
“Damon !” exclaimed Elena. “Don’t threaten him. He said he’d help us get Bonnie back. That gives him a pass. At least this time…”
Elena kissed Damon on the cheek while Kai was glancing between them and the door , hoping that maybe Y/N would pop her head through there.
“You two together is still totally revolting to me.” sighed Kai. “Alright , where is that stupid Ascendant ?”

* * *


Y/N walked into the Salvatore’s , her phone in her hands as she kept texting her friends. Elena had convinced Stefan and Damon not to hover over her that day , so she can spend it with her friends before their graduation in a few days. The Salvatores’ overprotective attitude really was getting out of control lately.
Y/N took a few steps into the living room and left her bag on the sofa hearing voices coming from the library. Whoever had come for a visit didn’t appear to be wanted. For a moment she hessitated , but in the end curiousity won over and she headed straight towards the loud voices ignoring the fact Stefan and Damon would be angry as hell if she put herself in any kind of danger.

“I just need a place to crash.”
“One night.” insisted Kai. “Don’t think your house was my first choice. Look I know we don’t get along , specially after that wedding fiasco , for which I am very sorry by the way. What Bonnie did hurt me and I snapped. It’s not like you two haven’t screwed up majorly at some point in your life.”
Stefan folded his hands , nodding and rolling his eyes listening to Kai. Last thing he and his brother wanted was Kai spending the night over , specially with Y/N being in the house. Kai had been dangerous before he turned into a heretic and now who knew what he’d do if he got upset. None of them were willing to risk it.
“I am trying to be better.” added Kai. “Please ? See how nice I am ? I even said ‘please’.”
“You are not not staying.” argued Damon.

Y/N made her way down the hall as quietly as possible. Not that it would do her any good considering the Salvatore’s were vampires and could hear her coming from a mile away. Quite literally. Whoever it was in there with them , might not make it out alive unless she intervined.
“It’s just for one night.” said a very familiar voice that made Y/N stop right at the door. “Please ? I promise to behave. Also need I remind you that you owe me for not going through with that crazy idea your psychopath of a mother had about linking Elena to Bonnie for all eternity ?”
“Because you did that out of the goodness of your heart ?” asked Stefan.
“Not important why I did it.” said Kai. “The important thing is that I did and now you owe me.”
“Fine.” groaned Damon. “But you are not allowed anywhere near her. Got it ?”
“Anywhere near who?” said Y/N walking in. Damon and Stefan groaned. Kai looked happier than ever she had walked in in that moment. He ran his fingers through his hair and took a small step towards her , stopping a second later realising if he took another someone might snap his neck. Kai smiled widely at her and she smiled back at him , taking a step towards the Salvatores. “Are you two going to keep it up with the over protective stuff? I love you but seriously - I am graduating high school , the ceremony is in two days. Are you planing on going to Whitmore with me too ?”
“No.” said Stefan. “We are just -”
“Being the most loving , carrying yet extremely annoying not-blood-related older brothers ?” interrupted Kai making both Salvatoress turn towards him. He could see Y/N was trying hard not to start laughing. “Sorry. I couldn’t help it. Can I at least say HI to her or is this forbidden too ?”
Damon poured himself a drink and drank most of it while Stefan motioned for Kai that it’s OK if he wants to say HI. In a flash Kai hugged Y/N under the absolutely shocked facess of the Salvatore brothers.

Keep reading

Love Me Again 1 || Newt

Summary: The reader and Newt used to be together until he was sent into the Glade. Years later, the reader sees him again and tries to restore his memory of her. Multi-chapter.

Feel free to request.

Enjoy, lovelies!

“Alright, Group A is in,” Janson announced. “Your assigned subjects are listed by the door. Once you know where to go, a file of their history is available once you enter the lab. Good luck.” He exited the room.

You bounced on your feet in anticipation. Some of your friends looked at you nervously for the same reason. They knew of your little work romance with Isaac. Your superiors tolerated it as well, Isaac being the charming man he is. Well…

You haven’t seen Isaac in years.

And here you are, about to see the list that was about to determine whether that’ll change or not.

One of the seniors in your group, Jon, took the list and read it aloud.

“Listen up, guys. I’ll only say this once.”

The crowd of junior nurses hushed.

“We need two people to hold Subject A2 down. That’s Thomas, as we don’t use their real names anymore. Bella and Mike are going to do that.

For Subject A7, Minho, we have Paul. He doesn’t need much supervision – he seems to be calm since he got here.”

As names of your coworkers were being mentioned, they nodded and entered through the door behind Jon.

“Right. Subject A6, Newt.” Jon glanced at you briefly. “We have Y/N.”

You’re going to see Isaac again.

“Just a note for you, Y/N, Janson was quite hesitant to assign you to Subject A6 for obvious reasons. Don’t initiate emotional contact. Stay professional. If you do anything suspicious, I’m going to have to reassign you to another subject, probably Subject A7. Understood?”

You didn’t mind seeing Minho, but of evidently, you wouldn’t want to see him over Isaac.

“Got it, Jon. Thanks.” You breathed deeply.

“You got it. Good luck.”

“I’m gonna need it,” you muttered, entering the lab and searching for Isaac’s file.


You made your way down the hall, scanning for the familiar head of blonde locks you haven’t seen in forever.

You saw Minho first, running a treadmill. He met your gaze calmly, and his brows knit when you kept your eyes on his longer than he expected, but he didn’t say anything

He was your big brother figure before he was sent into the Glade. He always looked out for you, took care of you. He was the closest thing you had to a family.

Now, all he was was a pair of suspicious eyes and a guarded demeanor.

You let your gaze drift back to the lab. It was mostly closed curtains, but one.

“Newt? You inquired.

The lanky blonde turned to you.


He was definitely taller – he built more muscle, his face was rougher, his gaze harsher.

The Maze ruined him.

“Yeah.” He responded silently.

You swallowed your tears down as you walked closer. It felt like trying to swallow pebbles.

All you wanted to do was kiss him. Hold him back from harm’s way.

“I’m here to check you,” you announced, setting his file down.

“Check me?” he repeated.

“Yes.” You breathed deeply. “You were very much deprived of a lot of things out there… I’m here to make sure you’re all right.”

Your words probably sounded creepy to him, but you didn’t care. It was sincere. It didn’t cover how you felt, but you settled for that.

“Who are you?” his voice was threatening. It wrung your stomach.

“My name is Y/N. But I doubt that helps at all.” You began setting your tools out. “I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I mean well, trust me.”

He scoffed. “I’ve been lied to bloody enough, thank you.”

“I guess I can’t do anything about that.” You sighed, picking up the syringe, keeping it out of his sight.

“How do you people know our names?” he demanded.

“I’m not allowed to say,” you mentally face-palmed. Letting your guard down in front of Isaac was inevitable. He saw through you, always. He knew you as well as he knew himself.

But this wasn’t Isaac.

“Huh.” Was all Newt said.

“Anyway, I’m going to have to check a few essential things… weight, height, blood pressure…”


“Please just go with it. No questions, because I won’t answer them.” You pulled him up to stand. You gestured to the height scale. “Please stand there.”

You took a notebook and tried to level it with his head. You stood on your tip toes.

He was definitely taller.

You decided to savor this moment – it’s probably the closest you’re going to be to Isaac, having your nose almost touching his chest.

He smelled different, too. You barely caught a hint of his old smell.

Snapping you to reality, he cleared his throat, annoyed.

“Right… I’m sorry. 5 foot 10.”

He hummed.

You then checked his weight, eyes, and tongue, trying to stay focused as Newt was practically glaring at you.

“I have to check your heartbeat now. Please sit.”

He obliged.

It was pretty hard to stay professional at this point.

Then you remembered…

“Would you mind if I lift your shirt? It’s… how people check heartbeats.” You finished lamely.

“Do whatever you need to do.”

His shirt rode up as the stethoscope explored his back.

Then his chest.

It was more toned than you remembered, but taking note of his glare, you stayed focused.

Or tried to, at least.

“You watched us in the Glade?” he asked, his tone still strained.

“No. That’s not my job. I work here, in the lab.” It’s not fault he asked you questions, right?

“You knew Thomas?” he asked after a long while.

Of course, you knew who he was referring to. You hesitated, but it’s just Isaac, after all. But what he knows could be used to escape WICKED, thus might make you lose your job.

Screw that.

“Yes. We weren’t close, though.”

“And Teresa?”

Teresa was a reserved girl. She didn’t talk to anyone at all, except Thomas, whom she had a small, brief romance with.

“We weren’t friends, either.”

“And they’re the only people from our group that you worked with?”


You sat down beside him and began to update his file with information.

“You’re not wary of the fact that I’m fishing for information?” his tone started to grow warmer.

“No. It’s normal, isn’t it? To ask questions?”

“You expect me to ask questions, then?”

“I’d like it if you didn’t, but yes.”

“One last question, then.”


“You think trapping people in one place and wiping their memory out is good, like they claim it to be?”

“No. But I don’t have any other choice.” You sighed, stopping your writing to meet his eyes.

“Why not?” he leaned backward as if to criticize you.

“I have nowhere else to go.”

“Come with us.” He suggested. “Help us find a way out.”

Sheer terror filled your veins.

But running away with Isaac always has been a plan between you two. Weeks before the day you two planned on running away, you were discovered and he was sent into the Glade.

Running away now still sounded oddly appealing.

“Well?” he licked his bottom lip.

“You don’t know me, Newt. And I technically don’t know you.” You hoped he’d catch on to your hint. “I can’t trust you.”

It was true. He could abandon you once you helped them out. He isn’t Isaac. He doesn’t love you.

“You think trusting you is easy for me?” he retorted. “And you said technically, what are you on about?”

You stayed silent, not knowing what to say. Why did you even hint on anything?

“You know me, don’t you? We were friends before I lost my memory.”

And then, you were reminded that Isaac was a smart guy. Beyond humanly smart. He was an asset to WICKED.

“Who are you?” he demanded.

“Please don’t make me answer that. I could lose my job.” Being honest with Isaac was never wrong, that couldn’t change, right?

“Then come with us.” He pleaded. “Then tell me who you are.”

“Please know that it isn’t easy for me.” You reminded.

He nodded.

“You’ll be coming back here tomorrow for a follow-up interview with me. I’ll be sending up one of my friends up your room after you all have been interviewed. Just follow him and move fast. He’ll lead you to me.”

“How are you so sure your friend won’t tell on you?”

You and Isaac had a lot of friends who supported and offered to help with your plan of escaping. You already had a game plan ready, all prepared by Isaac beforehand. All you have to do is tell your friends when to play the plan out.

“I trust them. Are you in or not?”

He looked around warily, then nodded.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/N.”

Snake Skin part 3

•you guys probably think I’m crazy for posting three parts of a story in one day! I wish I could wait to post but I get too excited!•

“I uhhh…I didn’t know you were back.” Jughead mumbled, the words spilling from his mouth as he tugged on a stray strand of wavy black hair, his eyes shifting anywhere but to the beautiful blonde in front of him. He couldn’t even look at her, not that he didn’t want to , god all he wanted in the world was to get lost in her soft green eyes again, but he couldn’t not after all this time, not when this is who he had become.

“ I just moved back two weeks ago, I’ve been pretty holed up unpacking and helping Polly with Rory. And now of course Noah takes up most of my time.” Unlike Jugheads shaky words and twitching hands, she seemed to be the picture of calm, her voice even and steady as she regarded the boy from her past. He almost would have believed he had no effect on her if he didn’t know her so well.

He glanced down to her hands and noticed the way her fingernails were dangerously close to breaking skin. Betty’s gaze followed his and she quickly unfurled her hands and smoothed out her dress.

“I didn’t expect to see you here. Archie mentioned you were still around but I didn’t think you would be…” she trailed off, a far away look in her eyes

“Yeah well.. it’s me.” Jughead shrugged, crossing his arms protectively.

Something hardened in Betty’s eyes as she smiled bitterly

“No, don’t you see Jughead? That’s what it came down too. It’s not you.” With one final glance she turned on her heel and made her way to the living room, stopping dead when she saw the way the five Serpents were sprawled out on her couch, some on the floor. Noah was tucked away in a corner, his lip quivering as he looked up to find Betty.

Nearly tripping over a particularly large bearded man camped out on her rug, Betty reached for Noah gathering him on her arms.

“They won’t hurt you love, I won’t let anyone hurt you, you don’t have to be scared.” She whispered so gently it silenced all of the gang members as they strained to hear her soft voice and comforting words. “You’re a very good boy and they know that, they just came to visit you and tell you how much they love you, just like I love you. Isn’t that right?” The sweet and sensitive blonde scanned the room with dangerously intimidating eyes sending the Serpents scrambling, Jughead included.

“Yeah of course buddy. We love you.” Viper moved over to lay a hand on Noah’s shoulder, the words sounded foreign coming from the huge mans mouth his eyes hardening when the little boy flinched

“Whatever his piece of shi…shoot parents did to him, we were not involved, we don’t tolerate that in the Serpents.” Viper said lowly, his eyes burning into Betty. She looked back with equal intensity, weighing her options for a moment. Jughead knew she had something to say, she made the same face she did when she was sixteen and hiding something from him, he caught her eyes quickly and nodded slightly, Betty’s shoulders slumped and she sighed

“Okay then, I should tell you, Noah’s father, Tucker? He seems to have broken out of prison, taken up with some gang… The Boulders? I’m not sure if that’s it but he’s out there and.. I fear for your sake he will be after your gang. I can protect Noah to the best of my ability but I assume this Tucker will not be to happy with me for taking his son, I suppose I can carry a gun but I don’t have a permit and…”

“No.” Jughead cut her off abruptly, all eyes turning to him “someone out there is after you, he’ll want Noah back, probably use the kid as a bartering tool. He could hurt you both, I’m not going to let that happen.” He said darkly, moving to stand beside Betty. “I’m not letting anything happen to you, I’m not letting you get hurt.” He whispered.

Betty’s eyes softened for less than a second before she was stiff again
“Ironic isn’t it? That seems to be what you do best.” She turned towards the leader of the gang “so what should we do?”

There was something suspicious about the way Viper was looking back and forth between Betty and Jughead

“Well there’s really only one option, one of our guys will have to stay here with you and Noah until we can hunt down Tucker.”

Betty’s eyes widened when she realized what he was implying

“Oh no… I don’t think that’s such a great..”

“I’ll do it. I’ll stay here as long as it takes” Jughead cut in.

“No! Absolutely not you can’t..”

“It’s best for Noah, Elizabeth I know you want him safe.” Viper spoke evenly, his tone similar to a father.

Betty deflated then, looking down at the sleeping two year old in her arms she sighed
“Okay, yeah okay. Thankyou for your protection.” She placed a hand on the older mans shoulder as she lead him out the front door, accepting kisses from all the smitten Serpents as they grabbed the last of the cookies.

Viper turned to Jughead and whispered
“Don’t fuck this up son.” With a dramatic wink he was on his bike and off.

Jughead turned to Betty and opened his mouth, she quickly put a finger to her lips nodding down at the sleeping child.

Jughead grabbed Noah from her arms swiftly and raised a brow, as desperately as she tried Betty couldn’t keep the small smile off of her face as she led the boys into Noah’s makeshift bedroom.

Jughead gently placed him in the bed and lay the blanket over Noah, backing away slowly as Betty flicked off the light.

“I know it’s not much but we’re working on it, I want this to be his home but he’s not quite sure what he likes yet, he hadn’t had much so decorating isn’t the easiest, so far all I know is that he likes naps and the radio. A very simple boy to please.” She rolled her eyes.

“Reminds me of someone I know.” Jughead joked, smiling when Betty’s smile widened

“He really is just like you, you should have seen when I gave him his first milkshake, it was an out of body experience for the little lovebug.” She grinned at the memory and Jughead smiled, his face turned slightly more serious

“Why did you take him in? Viper said sheriff Keller called you about him? You took him so quickly.”

Betty stopped walking and turned to Jughead in the hallway

“I asked sheriff Keller to call me about any Southside children needing homes. I got my foster license three years ago, I always knew I would end up back here and I suppose… the Southside Foster Care System, well they take a lot of things from a lot of people, I didn’t want that to happen to Anyone else.”

The meaning wasn’t lost on Jughead, she was referring to the way he completely cut her off when he was sent to foster care, how being separated from that side of town was the final straw, one of the main reasons he broke things off with her.

“Anyway” she continued “I’ll never stop Noah from seeing people from the South Side, if the Serpents are the closest thing to family that he has then so be it. They can see him whenever they like as long as he’s okay with it. I would never take him away from people that he loved just because I thought I should.” She whispered the last part bitterly as she began walking again. Jughead gripped her elbow gently

“Betts..” he whispered desperately, her eyes finally coming up to meet his

The front door slammed open

“Hey Betty Boop, we’ve come to meet the nugget! We brought presents! And they’re super cool.” Archie was holding endless bags from toys R us and Veronica was holding wine, Archie was practically bouncing in anticipation of opening the toys while Veronica stared lovingly at her dorky husband.

They finally spotted The position Jughead and Betty were in and Archie dropped his bags

Veronica locked eyes with Betty

“Maybe we should have knocked?”

Woman: H.S. AU

I stalked through the club, my long legs not moving me nearly as fast as I needed to go. I knew Y/N was here somewhere, and I did not know where but I knew that I needed to find her. I didn’t care that we weren’t together, I just could not bare the thought of seeing her with someone else. Even thinking about it now, I could feel the bile rising in my throat. Anyone that came in my way, I swiftly pushed back out. My life without Y/N has been miserable. I have tried to keep my distance in order to give her the space she needed, but I can’t do it anymore.

I needed to see her, I needed to feel her body against mine, I needed to inhale the sweet smell of her hair, hear her laugh, taste her lips. As I made my way through the crowd of people at this disgusting establishment, I tried to scan every inch of the club as best as I could. It would have been a lot easier to see if it weren’t for the strobe lights and deafening music.

I made my way into the other room where the bar actually was and suddenly my feet just stopped moving in front of me. I saw her. My heart skipped a beat until I saw some jacked up douchebag approaching her in a tee shirt that was way too tight for his body. No fucking way. 

I could feel the fire burning away at my insides. It was almost as if I was not in control of my own body anymore. 

“Y/N!” I shouted at the top of my lungs, and my voice boomed over the pounding music. When she turned around and saw me, her face went pale, because she knew I was mad. I was more than mad. I was enraged. If anyone in that room looked more worried than Y/N it was whoever that dickhead was standing next to her. I could literally seem him gulp, and then he tried to puff out his chest and make it seem like he was some tough macho guy… Well he was about to get beaten to a pulp for that one.

“What do you want with her bro?” He said approaching me with immense caution. I couldn’t help but laugh as I listened to the words coming out of his mouth. Bro? Who does this guy think he is?

“Listen dude, I don’t know who you are, but I do know that you are going to want to step away from my girl, and leave this bar before I knock your skull into the floor.” I threw him a cocky smile. Right as he continued to take another step towards me, Y/N ran in between the two of us. She looked at me, and my entire body weakened instantly.

“I think you should go…” She said to the other guy, and he got this butthurt look on his face. 

“What are you talking about beautiful? I can take this wanker right here right now.” He sent me a devilish smile, and the red overtook me. The only memory I have after that is feeling his jaw crack underneath my fist and I could hear screaming coming from all sides of me. Under me, next to me, all around me. 

“HARRY. STOP YOU ARE GOING TO KILL HIM!” That was the single voice that stood out to me, the voice that always brought me back to reality. Y/N. My fists stopped moving, and I stood up and looked at her for the first time.

Keep reading