say anything single

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It's quite interesting Louis' solo music is now going as Harry's went. There were a lot of rumours and signs that Harry signed with Columbia but no official confirmation. And they just confirmed it when he released SOTT. I expect the same with Louis. They wont say anything until this single drops but it will be Syco. Also, pap pics from SOTT were also an exclusive from The Sun. Had a video and everything. Hopefully, the rest will go as it went with Harry. Distribution deal! Amazing promo! 🙏🙏

That last part. Amazing promo. That is what I want for him. He deserves it. His projects deserve it. Whoever is running the show over there better make it happen. 

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10 Movies This Child of the ‘80s Wants Her Kids to Learn Fromsource (Huffington Post)

1. Each of us is a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess and a criminal. (The Breakfast Club)

2. The world is full of guys. Don’t be a guy; be a man. (Say Anything)

3. Your mom and dad were young and clueless and angst-ridden once, too. (Back to the Future)

4. Sometimes awesome people might “live to like you,” and you might not feel the same way. That’s OK. (Pretty in Pink)

5. No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world. (Dead Poets Society)

6. Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. (Ferris Bueller’s Day Off)

7. Say “bless you” when someone sneezes. (Singles)

8. We are all Goonies. (The Goonies)

9. I’ll be right here. (E.T.: The Extraterrestrial)

10. Never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line. (The Princess Bride)

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Prompt: Maya took a deep breath as she climbed into the bay window. Yesterday was Saturday. Saturday was her eighteenth birthday. And Riley didn't know everything that happened. She climbed into Rileys bed and laid her head on her shoulder. "I went to the courthouse and got married. " she said softly.

thank you for the amazing prompt!!! like i loved this so much omg. 

The freezing January wind nips at Maya’s skin as she climbs up the fire escape to her best friend’s apartment. It’s early. Or very late. She’s not too sure, to be honest.

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The Real Me- Bellamy Blake x Reader One Shot

(A/N: God, why am I part of so many fandoms? And oh my god, I cannot wait for the new season to start! Btw it’s a long one.)

Summary: (Set in Season 1, Episode 7 ‘Contents Under Pressure’) (Y/N) and Bellamy have been in a long term relationship and are trying to run thing smoothly on the ground. However it has not been easy meaning that unknown sides to a person can be shown, not all of them being good.

Characters: Bellamy Blake x Reader, Clarke Griffin x Reader (platonic), Octavia Blake x Reader (platonic), Raven Reyes x Reader (platonic), Finn Collins x Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Torture, swearing, shouting, arguing, sadness but happy at the end

Meanings: (Y/N)= Your name


'This is getting out of hand.’

The thought repeated itself in my mind constantly. The storm outside had barricaded us all into the dropship, packed tightly together with a huge amount of supplies as there was no telling how long we would be stuck in there. We were still so new to Earth and what had happened to it after the radiation hit it. No one wanted to say it but we all had the same thought; what if we were stuck here for ever?

Although Bellamy and Clarke seemed to be the main leaders of the group, I took it upon myself to take on the motherly role. There were a lot of hotheads and rebels amongst the group (since all of them were criminals) meaing that someone much calmer would have to step in at times, aka me. But I could be classed as one too. When I heard that my boyfriend, Bellamy, was being sent down from the Ark I immediately panicked, fighting a guard to get thrown on last minute. He was the only thing I had left.

But now he has changed. Finn had just been stabbed by a Grounder who we know had captured. Finn went after Octavia when she went exploring again, something Bellamy and I both hated, she was now practically a little sister to me. Just as the storm hit Finn had been carried inside the dropship to be operated and monitored by Clarke alongside his girlfriend Raven. Meanwhile Bellamy dragged a bloody Grounder inside too and onto the third floor. We were all moved to the second floor which included a lot of groaning.

Bellamy didn’t even notice me as he, Drew and Miller stormed through with the unconscious grounder. Battling against the crowds, I mistakingly followed them, not really knowing what to expect. I felt someone tug on my leg as I took the first step in the ladder.

“Octavia!” I exclaimed, jumping down to hug her, already making a fuss to see if she was alright.

She returned it but looked worried.“I don’t know what my brother is going to do. I’m scared!”

“Maybe you should stay down here-”

“Whatever he’s going to do, we have to stop him!”

She clambered up the ladder before I could protest, I followed swiftly after. From the gasp that left her mouth, I gathered that something bad was happening. As I made it onto the third floor, the grounder had been tied up, the boys looking ready to attack at any minute. I was in shock. I had never seen anything like this. Grounders were scary from a distant and even up close but I almost felt sympathy for them. No, that was wrong…wasn’t it?

“Bellamy what are you doing!?” Octavia demanded as she stomped towards him with clenched fists.

“He kidnapped you and stabbed Finn. Imagine if he had hurt you too!” Bellamy raised his voice.

“But he saved me! There’s no need to hurt him.”

“You need to go. I don’t want you to see this.” he finally turned to look at her, spotting me too.“(Y/N), you should go too.”

I couldn’t help the scoff that left my mouth.“What? No, I want to know what’s going on up here.”

“You are both leaving. That’s an order.”

He knew how much I hated him ordering me about like one of his henchmen.

“No-”

“JUST LEAVE!” Bellamy screamed, a vein on his neck popping out.

Reluctantly we both left. Bellamy hadn’t been the same since we landed. I understood that there was a lot of pressure to lead everyone but I was here to comfort him. The past week had been the worst. He constantly ignored me, was always snappy and never held me when we were sleeping. He wasn’t one to share his feelings, that was pretty much obvious to everyone, but he card too much about others and not himself.

Octavia went to check on Finn as I stayed with the Delinquents. The storm was getting worse. People were starting to get scared, some curling up into each other. Finn’s screams could also be heard, not helping with the situation. As I was about to say something to help call down everyone, a huge bang sounded throughout the dropship also shaking it. Screaming was now in the midst of it all as pieces of debris attacked us.

I stood on a box to grab everyone’s attention, shouting out,“GUYS! It’s ok, it’s just debris from outside. We all need to remain calm. Clarke and Raven need to concetrate on helping Finn, so let’s all try to keep the noise to a minimum, ok?”

I couldn’t really hear anyone it I saw them nodding. Climbing back down I started to walk around, making rounds to the group’s to make sure they were all ok. As I walked around I spotted Clarke and Octavia rushing up the ladder, something was wrong I could just sense it. Following them upstairs my eyes landed on the grounder again, only now he was bleeding and bruising. They were toturing him.

“This blade is poisoned. My friend is dying down there. Please just tell us which is the antidote!” Clarke begged as she held up the knife used to stab Finn.

The grounder’s cold eyes just stared at her, he hardly blinked.

“Clarke, you don’t have to be here to see this.” Bellamy spoke holding a seatbelt. Wait, what was he using that for?

“I want to be here. We need answers quickly.” she moved away from the grounder as Bellamy replaced her.

He drew his arm back, whipping the grounder with the seatbelt. A horrible clashing noise between the material and skin filled our ears, Octavia and I both screaming.

“Bellamy stop it! He saved me! Let me just talk to him!” Octavia begged.

He couldn’t hear us or was choosing not to. His hits became harder, faster, not showing any signs of mercy. Drew held back Octavia who was trying to retaliate, still screaming at Bellamy to stop. Miller wasn’t sure if he should pull me back either as I was frozen to the spot. Somehow I couldn’t pull myself away from this but I knew I hated it; the grounders were killing us though I couldn’t stand watching this torture much longer. The grounder didn’t say anything, not even a single groan came from him. How was he able to resist screaming out?

“This isn’t working, we’re running out of time!” Clarke exclaimed causing Bellamy to stop.

Bellamy dropped the belt, the clattering sound making us all jump. He bent down to grab a spike out of the grounders bag, all the contents scattered across the floor. There were three vials but there was no way of telling which one was the antidote.

He stalked back to the grounder.“Tell us which one it is and we won’t torture you anymore.”

Silence.

With a frustated huff, Bellamy drove the spike through the grounder’s hand, finally receiving an earpiercing scream from him. My shaking hands quickly covered my ears and I had to turn away from it all. The trap door burst open, a furious Raven dashing in.

“Finn almost died, again! You are taking too long!” she shouted.

“He’s still not saying anything.” Bellamy snapped.

“That’s because you’re not trying hard enough.”

Octavia thrashed around again.“This isn’t going to work! Stop hurting him!”

Raven grabbed two exposed cables, pushing them together to cause a spark. The grounder’s eyes widened, he must have never seen anything like it. She smirked, knowing it scared him.

“This scares you, huh? Big, scary grounder doesn’t like a bit of electricity. Now, you’re going to tell me which one is the antidote. My boyfriend is dying down there.” her voice was hushed though we could still hear her.

“Bellamy,” I ran up to him, gripping his arms,“this is inhumane. I hate the grounders as much as the next person but we can’t do this.”

“It’s the only way.”

I buried myself into Bellamy’s chest as Raven electrocuted the grounder, loud screams following.

“I can’t stay here any longer!” I ran to the ladder, needing to escape.


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Everyone had asked me what was going on with the grounder but I answered no one. The night seemed so long and I prayed to whoever was out there that I could get out of this dropship soon. As the night wore on, people started to settle down to sleep. It would be uncomfortable, especially being so close together, no one was going to complain though. They were tired of the shouting and screaming coming from the level above and below them, sandwiched between the drama. I too fell asleep, upset that Bellamy hadn’t even come to check on me.

When morning arrived we risked venturing out. The storm had kept us awake most of the night, more dents being made from flying debris. Luckily for us it was safe in the morning but the camp was completely ruined. All of our hard work demolished in just one night. Seeing as Clarke or Bellamy were no where to be seen, I gave out the order for everyone to try to are if anything could be saved it fixed easily before starting to build it all again.

“(Y/N).” I heard Bellamy call my name before I could exit the dropship with everyone else.

Slowly turning around, I avoided eye contact.“Yes?”

“So you won’t even look at me?”

“What do you want?”

He sighed, grabbing my hands to pull me closer.“I didn’t want you to see any of that.”

“Neither did I.”

“Please understand I had to do it.”

He sort of had a point.

“It’s not just that though.”

“What do you mean?”

I finally looked up.“You weren’t yourself in there, you haven’t been yourself for a while now.”

He suddenly turned snappy.“Well I’m sorry that I’m trying to run this camp and not get anyone else killed.”

I ripped my hands out of his.“Bellamy, don’t take this out on me. I understand that there is a lot to take on but you could talk to me once in a while. Actually, that’s your problem, you won’t open up to me, you never have.”

“Because I don’t want you to see the real me!” he yelled.

I was shocked but silent for a few seconds.“W-what do you mean?”

He ran his hands through his hair, not wanting to look at me as he distanced himself.“I put on this tough guy act because I want to be strong for everyone. I went soft for my sister, letting her go to that party cause my mother to die. I can’t show a soft side, the others wouldn’t listen.”

“So don’t show the others. Just show me.”

“But I need to protect you.”

“You won’t be protecting me if I leave.”

“Leave?”

“For this to work, you need to communicate, especially now. We’ve been stranded on this planet, left to our own defenses; I would have thought that you would want me close to you.”

His head snapped towards me.“Of course I do. I just don’t want you to get hurt. My sister hates me, I couldn’t stand it if you left too.”

“Then show me you love me! And your sister doesn’t hate you, she just wants to explore and you’re stopping her; rightfully so actually.”

“I’m sorry.”

I sighed, feeling bad about it all.“I know you are, I am too. I just don’t want any of this to tear us apart. I love you so much and this is a lot to take in.”

“I know it is.”

I quickly kissed him.

“I’ll make it up to you. We’re going to make this place a home, for everyone.”

ANALYSIS OF TELEVOID!’S ODDITIES (EPISODE 5)

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Episode 5 - Safety: In Danger Out of Doors (June 05, 2017)

0:00 - 0:30 :: Although the opening commercial rarely seems to have any connection with the Void and Ian’s situations, this one is particularly interesting due to the imagery. It begins with a fairy waking three infants and bringing them up to the clouds. In one of the clouds is located a Dairy Queen, shining a ray of light down on the house below. This is meant to give the viewer a sense of the restaurant being heavenly without directly using religious imagery, such as an angel. This may be a way for the episode to reveal to us early on that Ian is, in fact, dead for the majority of this episode.

0:50 - 1:20 :: Things aren’t normal. The background is white instead of black. Ian is no longer alone, he now has the company of the drunken fox from episode 2, the three babies from episode 3 (coincidentally, there were also three babies in the opening commercial), and even has an interactive audience who applauds for him. Ian no longer has dark rings around his eyes and his hair is combed back. Perhaps the most off-putting thing is the constant smile which is plastered on Ian’s face, as though he is unable to make any other expression.

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I applaud anyone who watches the shirtless Alec boxing scene and manages watching Alec’s face because I’m seriously Magnus while watching this scene and can’t keep my eyes off his body. Hot damn lol.

Imagine listening to Woozi talk about the things he’s passionate about and seeing how his face lights up with joy when he talks about the things he loves.

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do you think ariana is going to say anything about frankie's single? even if it sucks, he has always been her most vocal supporter and I think she owes it to him

I’ve just listened to it- It’s so sweet, he’s not my favourite vocalist but it really conveys a feeling that he’s obviously passionate about which I like.

She needs to promote it, there’s no question, it could really suck and sound like  banshee scream and she OWES him that promo, for the unconditional support he’s shown her for years. I will be very disappointed in her if she pays him dust again, he doesn’t deserve that.

"Practically Dessert" [Sam X Reader ]

A/N: Please send me requests! I would love if they aren’t smut because I like writing that stuff a bit more! Also, please tell me if you like what I’ve done so far. It helps me a lot! Enjoy this little Sammy Smut I just made in no time whilst I was literally falling asleep :))))

Word count: 1690

Warnings: NSFW, unprotected sex.

Summary: Sam and Reader are kind of friends with benefits but Sam has been avoiding the Reader ever since he found out they have a thing with some other guy.

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Sam sat quietly in the sofa at Bobby’s, scanning through local newspapers from around the country for anything abnormal. For the past couple of weeks I’ve felt as if he’s been trying to avoid me. He knows that there’s a this guy, Erik, that’s been asking me out recently. I keep assuring Sam that there is nothing going on between us and that I definitely don’t want anything between us either. The only person I have my eyes on is Sam and he knows that. We’ve had a complicated relationship. A friends with benefits kind of thing but also partnership as hunters. It’s been fun, but now he’ll barely even talk to me, all because of this guy Erik.

“You know… I’ve had to get myself off lately.” Sam’s body froze and he swallowed harshly at my sudden statement. Thankfully both Dean and Bobby were out to get some supplies so they couldn’t hear me. “Yeah, Erik is the wait till after marriage type of guy.”

“Is he now?” Sam tried to make it seem as if he was still reading the paper and still keeping his good guy personality. I understand that is wrong to hit on a girl if she’s seeing another guy, but Sam should know better than to actually believe that there’s anything going on between Erik and I.

“Yup. He keeps telling me what a sweet girl I am and how it’s worth the wait if I need the time… I mean, it’s nice to hear all that sweet talk but can’t he just bend me over already?”

Sam cleared his throat, trying to act disturbed but I know what really went on inside that head of his. After all, we’ve done it more times than I can count on my hands. I know what he likes and he knows what I like. I know exactly which buttons to press to trigger him and right now I need to push him a little bit.

“He’s a good looking guy but I just wish he’d drop the good-guy thing and fuck me already. I mean, am I really that innocent looking that guys actually feel like waiting until after marriage? Boy do they not know the real me…” I watched as Sam moved the newspaper further down to cover his crotch. I couldn’t help the smirk on my lips.

“Y/N stop it…” Sam said with restrain but I knew he didn’t mean it. “You’re seeing him and that’s alright with me.”

“It’s not alright with me.” I stood up from the chair by the desk, dropping the book in my hand. Sam really focused on the newspaper even when I stood just a few feet away from him. “You haven’t thought about it?” I snatched the paper from his hands, straddling him as he sat on the couch.

“Y/N-” He silenced himself as I sunk down against the bulge in his pants. His lips pursed together into a thin line and his breath hitched in his throat.

“You haven’t thought about what I can do for you?” I let my hands drag over his chest and up to his neck.

“Of course I have .” He answered, his eyes locked onto my lips as I spoke.

“Then why haven’t you done anything about it? I’ve been right here all along.”

“Cause-” I wasn’t even gonna let him say it.

“Cause I’m with Erik? You out of all people should know that the only reason I’ve let him take me out three times is because I’m a sucker for attention.” I moved my mouth to his ear and carded my hands through the hair at the back of his skull. He let out a quiet moan as I pressed my lips to his ear. “And a sucker of other things.”

“That was bad…” Sam chuckled and I pulled myself up to look at him. His warm, brown eyes glistened in the dimly lit room in the most unoriginal way but God was those two eyes of his magical. “Even for you.”

“I haven’t been in the game for two weeks. I might start to get rusty with the minor things.”

“Like dirty talk?” He questioned as suddenly his hands slid up my both thighs. The small contact made me whimper as it was two weeks since he last touched me in such a way.

“Like dirty talk.” I confirmed as he groped my both ass cheeks harshly. I grounded my hips down and felt his bulge against my core. I looked into his eyes again as I for a moment had closed them in pleasure. Now that cute twinkle was gone and in its stead was a dark lust that was just what I needed.

“You know when you went jogging the other day?” Sam asked and I nodded. “You were wearing yoga pants?” I nodded again as Sam’s hands slid up my back. “I was thinking about it then.

“We’re you?”

“Yeah… And the day before that? When you ate breakfast in just panties and a t-shirt with no bra or pants? I was thinking about you then too. And the day before that and before that…”

“Just shut up already, would you?” I slammed my lips against him. His left hand flew to the back of my neck and pressed me closer to him. I felt his tongue slide over mine and I moaned in appreciation just after he did. I grinder my hips against him at a slow and teasing pace to get us both worked up. My hands began to remove his flannel and his tee, eager to see some of his tan skin and feel it beneath me, or above me.

Sam grabbed me and laid me down on the couch. He pulled his shirt over his head before dragging his hands over my chest. The veins crawling over his arms popped as he lifted my hips up to pull my pants down. He looked at my simple yet lace underwear with hunger and began to lover his face. I watched as he planted a few kisses onto my thighs and when he spread my legs apart.

“You don’t have to…” I assured him as it really wasn’t necessary. I suspect we both want pleasure and if he keeps going it’s going to be all about me.

“Oh you don’t think I want to?” He said and hooked his fingers under the pink, almost mistaken for white, panties. He pulled them down and let out a low groan as he placed a kiss against me. I whimpered as I felt his hit breath against me. Slowly he lowered his head between my thighs and abruptly darted his tongue out, licking a long stripe against my core. “This is practically desert.” He looked up at me before he began to suck and lick in a beautiful harmony.

My head tilted back in pleasure and I let my hands tug at the roots of his hair as he began to such and lick faster. I know that he wouldn’t get me off like this after two weeks so when he stopped I wasn’t surprised. He kissed his way up to my chest and pulled up my shirt as he did so. I helped him get rid of it and arched my back to grant him access to the hooks of my bra. When it was off he immediately wrapped his swollen lips around my right nipple. He sucked harshly and I needed the other breast with his hand.

“Sam please…” I begged and tried to reach for the button of his jeans. He took the hint and immediately came closer with his hips, letting my nipple go. I unbuttoned his jeans and let him pull them off as it was too difficult in my position. He pulled both the jeans and his underwear off in one go and I looked him in the eyes. “Are you just gonna stand there all day or are you gonna do something?”

He dove down and latched his lips onto mine. I melted under him and felt his length brush against my thigh. I spread my legs further apart and Sam’s hips bucked down. He rubbed up and down my core and we both moaned again. “Would Erik do this to you?” Sam asked before suddenly slamming into me. I let out a small shout in surprise and pleasure as I rather quickly got used to his familiar size. He immediately started going at a relatively fast rate and every part of me wanted him to go faster but I didn’t say anything.

“NoO!” The single word faded into a pitch as Sam slammed his hips down hard once. I held onto his shoulders as it felt as if I would melt straight through the sofa. From time to time our lips would find each other again and lazily we would kiss as Sam increasingly went faster and faster. The burning at the bottom of my stomach was unbearable and all I could think of was some well earned relief.

“I’m not gonna last for- agh, much longer.” Sam’s grunt was almost animalistic. It vibrated in his chest. I could feel it through my hands on his back. “Are you clo-”

“God yes Sam just… Please.” I couldn’t come up with words but Sam knew what I was meaning. He picked up the speed further even though I didn’t think it was possible. My toes began to curl and my thighs twitched. Sam’s every mussel flexed as his eyes screw shut as we both came as good as simultaneously. He let out a low shout as he slammed into me mercilessly a few times. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as his hand dragged up my sides and over my chest as we both climbed down from our high.

“Oh my…” I couldn’t find the words again. Instead I forced him to make eye contact before kissing him tenderly. His hair fell down and tickled my cheeks and I pulled it behind his ears. God knows how much I’ve missed that hair.

Imagine teasing Woozi about his ears getting red during his scene with the female actress in Seventeen’s Q&A music video.

#8 A Little Too Much Part 2 (Harry Styles)

Hello! I’ll edit and put it in format as soon as I am back. This is part 2! I hope that you like it, please tell me about it.

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He had forgotten me. He had literally just forgotten me at the party. I stood at the door dumbfounded, with no idea where to go because I didn’t get my car and I wasn’t going to call him. Or go back home for that matter. I went back to the bar and had a couple of shots just to control my outburst. I was going to have my fourth when, “alright, that’s enough tiger,” someone took the shot from my hand. I looked at him confused, teary eyed.

 "I’m Miles,“ he put his hand forward. 

 "So?” I wiped a tear.

 "What’s your name?“ He asked. 

 "Why do you want to know?" 

 "I was actually going to offer you a ride back home…” He shrugged his shoulder. “I saw your boyfriend leave…” I almost got up to leave, “hey, don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone.”

 "How do you know that?“ 

 "Umm, you entered with him, followed him out and he left without you…” He explained. “You’re very hard to miss…” He smiled. It was quite honest. “Where can I take you?”

 "Can I decide on the way?“ He nodded and we walked out.

 Harry’s Point Of View

 "Mike? Hey! I wanted to ask…did she? Yeah…no! Man, I fucked up! I’m going to lose her, I can’t find her anywhere!” I was so worried. She was not picking up the call of anyone of her friends either. Where could she go with this Miles! She didn’t even know him! 

 I called up all her friends in the city. Worried as hell, I got everyone worried too. My mother was screaming at me and my sister stopped replying. I parked my car in a corner and banged my head on the wheel. I couldn’t stop the tears falling out either. How could I do this? I love her. How could I forget her! What have I done! I kept checking my phone every five minutes just to get some reply from anyone. Was she safe? Why wasn’t she answering? Is she alright?

 I woke up with my head on the steering wheel four hours later. No message from her, just a few worried ones from my mother and her friends. I drove back home to check if she was there. 

“Babe! Babe!” I ran into the house and checked every room but, she wasn’t here. I sat down on the sofa with my head in my hands, crying out loud. I tried calling her again. It rang…no one picked up again. I tried again and again, until… “Hello?” Who the fuck is this?”

“Is this Harry?” The voice said.

 "Yes, where is my girlfriend!“ I demanded.

"Hey, don’t worry! She is sleeping…cried herself out. I’m Miles, by the way…”

 "Where are you? I’ll pick her up!“ He told me the address and I thanked him for taking care of her. I reached his house and rang the doorbell. He opened the door, shirtless and I was instantly jealous. Did something happen last night? Shut up Harry, you left her.

 "She is kinda mad…” He said, “said, I betrayed her by telling you the location…she’s in the room.”

“Thank you.” I walked inside the room to see my baby sitting on the bed, wearing his clothes. I couldn’t help but, feel angry. You put her in this situation, Harry. She looked up, her eyes bloodshot. She had been crying.

 "Why are you here now?“ 

 "I’m so sorry…I can’t explain how sorry I am bab.." 

 "Don’t call me that. You don’t get to call me that, you fucking bastard.” Her words cut my heart into two halves. “I’ll collect my stuff later. You can leave. You get what you want…”

 "This is not what I want. I am so sorry! Honey! Look at me!“ I held her face in my palms. "Please don’t leave me, please don’t do this, please forgive me…” I cried into her lap. 

 "You should have thought about this before, why this pretension?“ 

 "I am not pretending.” I said, angrily. How could she say that? 

 "I can’t be with a guy who lies about not having a girlfriend. Specially in a party that he brought her too and the, conveniently forgetting her too.“ She said with a straight face. 

 "I didn’t say anything about being single. What are you saying? I know I forgot…I don’t know what happened!”

 "Oh, stop it! I heard the girls say it! You had Amanda clinging to your arm all night…just leave!“ She pushed me away. 

 "Amanda mentioned it, I didn’t correct cause we shifted to another topic almost instantly. I wasn’t holding her baby…I am so sorry. I brought my work in between. They were movie producers, discussing a new project and I got so engrossed. And, when you came to me, I don’t know what happened. Please come home…I am so sorry.” I cried in her shoulders. She pushed me away and picked up her clothes. I hated I put her in this situation. She didn’t say anything and fixed the room and then, walked out. 

 "I am going to go back with him..“ I heard her say. ”

Are you sure? You alright?“ I heard him ask. 

 "I don’t know, I can’t do this here though….I’ll wash your clothes and return them…" 

 "Hey, no worries…really!”

 "Thank you for all your help!“ I walked out and saw her hugging him. I cringed at the sight, hating it. 

 "You can come here anytime. Really…I am sorry for informing him..”

 "It’s alright…thank you so much.“ She walked out of the door. I nodded, a thank you statement, I couldn’t speak, couldn’t meet his eyes even if they held pity. 

 She was quite the whole ride. Didn’t speak a single word. I could just hear her faint breathing and the ticking of her phone as she replied to the messages of everyone I annoyed last night. She got out of the car and ran up the stairs of our house. I wanted it to remain ours. I could hear her run the water in the tub when I reached the room. Her clothes were off and she was tying her hair into a bun. She was so beautiful to me. I couldn’t believe I had her and I couldn’t believe there was a complete chance that I could lose her. I didn’t deserve her, not after what I did. I have no idea what happened. 

The door was kept open and I saw her slip in the water. I shook out of my clothes and climbed in behind her. With no words being exchanged between us, I pulled her close so that her back touched my chest and held her close. "Are you going to leave me?” I whispered against her shoulder. We remained silent until she broke down, crying in my arms, 

“How could you forget me? I thought you loved me, I was so sure you loved me, I didn’t even see this coming, how could you do this to me!” I had no words. I hated myself for it. I don’t know how I payed more attention to my work and let her go. I was sure it won’t every happen again. That is, is she could trust me again. I told her so, and kept kissing her skin.

 "I don’t trust you now, it’s all destroyed. I feel like I have no support, no stability now, it’s all gone and what’s the use if…“ 

 "Shhh…” I covered her mouth. Her big eyes stared into mine shocked. “Don’t finish that. I know, I know, I lost your trust and stability on this relationship but, I love you and as long as I have you and you have me, we can build it up again. I swear baby, I won’t hurt you like this ever again. You and I, we can build it and make it stronger. I can make us stronger if only I have you…I am so sorry, please forgive me. Take your time but, please don’t leave me, please don’t give up on me, please stay…” I cried, letting go in her arms. We stayed in the tub with her holding me when, I felt her hands brushing my hair. 

“It will take time…” I nodded. “Loads…” She repeated.

 "Whatever you need…I love you baby…“ I went to kiss her lips but, she pulled back.

 "If we do this…I swear, if you ever pull this stunt again, I will leave and not retur…”

 "It won’t happen again, I promise!“ I cut her, "I’ll make sure of it…please…” She wiped my tear and brought her lips to mine pulling me into a soul crushing kiss. I could see how I didn’t want this to go, that I wanted her for as long as I could have and I’d do anything to fix this. 

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“Hey baby…” I kissed her forehead in the morning. It had been 4 months since that day and I had been trying my best to build us up again. It was working, I could see her resume to my love, and stop being the scared girl she was the last few months. I finally, made love to her yesterday.

 It was our 2 year anniversary. She didn’t want to call it a two because our earlier months were quite hazy but, I wanted to count them. I wanted to remember how lucky I am, and have a reminder about the same. I kissed her neck and went down to her stomach, kissing her hips and then, coming to her pussy. She was still naked and I wanted to keep her that way. I gave her a long lick which made her moan. She shifted and blinked her eyes, waking up, 

“This is a lovely sight to wake up to…” She moaned and spread her legs, I continued eating her out, just teasing her so, that I could have her frustrated. I did and she quickly pushed me into her, filling her up and causing her to arch her back. This was such a beautiful sight. I could take a picture and capture it. 

I kissed down the valley of her breasts, licking and biting her as I thrusted into her hard and fast just how my baby liked it. 

 "I am close…“ I said against her neck. 

 "Me too, oh, I love you…” She confessed and I couldn’t be happier. She had finally said it back. This confession brought us to the edge and we both let go. 

“You love me?” I confirmed. 

 "I do. I love you so much!“ She said, removing the sweat from my forehead and kissing me. 

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Written on the wrist - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 16 (French Mistake/Soulmates AU)

Title: Written on the wrist

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word count: 7k

Warnings: Season 10 spoilers (I think),  Blood

Prompts: Your Imagine getting zapped to the Supernatural universe and meeting Dean.” imagine is perfection!! Please please write a mini story or something based on it! It would be so good! P.S. You are one of the best writers whose stories I follow! :)

Im so glad requests are open! What about a readerxdean with French mistake reader whose soulmate is Dean?? Maybe soul mates have each other’s names on their arms so her name is on his arm and she enters the spn universe and he gets nervous because she doesn’t have his name on her arm since she’s from a different world?? I’ve never seen this done before so I think it might be nice to see! and your writing is amazing! Thank you!! ❤️❤️❤️

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He didn’t say anything. Not a single word. Was it guilt? Was it happiness? You would probably never know because his lips were sealed. It was like he shut down. One moment he was holding onto your hand, staring at the tattoo, with a tear running down his face as if he was seeing a miracle and the next… he was clenching his jaw and wiping away any kind of emotion from his face along with it.

For a moment you thought you had done something wrong to him, that maybe you shouldn’t have shown him the tattoo but you knew how much he wanted to see it appear, you had felt it yourself so it couldn’t be that. Something else was wrong.

But you couldn’t find out because he didn’t say a single word. He only cradled your broken body in his arms and without a single look to either Sam or Castiel he kicked open the door and walked out, carrying you straight to his car. You whimpered slightly when the cold air hit your body, goosebumps were more painful than ever before and you clenched Dean’s shirt in your fists as you felt your wounds sting and hurt. Dean glanced down at you for a second, a worried expression on his face but he rushed to wipe it away. He looked straight in front of him and clenched his jaw, his face going stoic.

You frowned both in pain and worry and although it hurt you, you buried your face in his chest; wincing slightly when one of your arms hurt. But then again it all hurt like hell. Your entire body did. For a moment you glanced down at yourself and a whimper left your lips, one that didn’t go unnoticed by him as he squeezed you in his arms.

Maybe you could understand, partially, why he had shut down now.

You felt a new wave of tears but bit your lip and shut your eyes to keep them in. With every heartbeat it felt as if each and every one of them pounded with life. You clenched your jaw, trying and failing to keep a sob in. Because you couldn’t let Dean hear it… even if he did.

Soon and before you could realize it you had reached the Impala, an uncharacteristic feeling of safety washing over you. Not that every other time you’d been in the car you didn’t feel at peace, with Dean next you that is, but this time it was more intense. And you knew it wasn’t just because you wanted out of that place as soon as possible. Not because each and every wall that was covered in blood and dirt made your stomach turn and your heart beat in fear and not because every second you continued spending in that place equalled to more pain and torture… or maybe not because you had seen a kind of Dean in there that scared you more than you wanted to admit. No, not just because of that. But just because of the tattoo on your arm and the fact that you could now feel everything Dean did more clearly.

Yes you had felt it before but now it was more clear. It was Dean’s feeling of safety and peace inside that car. His home. And it now was yours too.

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*Requested* Imagine Klaus undaggering you after Finn put the dagger in your heart. It is now 1114 and the Mikaelson´s are in Italy, followed by “The Five”.

(Here is the highly requested Part 2 of Imagine being a witch in the 10th century… This one takes place in Italy when the Mikaelson´s are fleeing from Mikael and meet Alexander. You all know the story ;) Anyway, happy reading my lovelies!)

Word count: 1040

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The black and empty nothingness surrounds your every sense; not being able to feel, to see or to touch, swallowed whole into this darkness without rescue. Drifting in this lonesome emptiness not being dead but still not being alive, is sickening. Is there ever going to be an end?

In this despair something has suddenly changed. The coldness in your heart went away, the darkness slowly clearing up. The sucked up colour of your skin is slowly leaking out of every pore, overshadowing the grey your skin has known for an unknown amount of time. Your senses are rushing back to you as well, overflowing every cell of your body, reviving everything that has been lost. Your sight is the last one to come back to life, as your eyes open without hesitation.

The first thing you see after your long slumber are a familiar yet different pair of beautiful blue eyes, reflecting the dim light of the fire.

Y/N: “Nik?”

Klaus: “Y/N?”

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