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I Can’t Wait to Hear You Scream PT. 13

Summary: You finally make it to Alexandria with Negan and the other Saviors.

Note: This is sorta short, because tgis Alexandria part may be kinda long so I figured I would break it up into different parts. Hope you guys enjoy!


“No man chooses evil because it is evil; he only mistakes it for happiness, the good he seeks.” - Mary Wollstonecraft


You woke up the next morning to the early morning sun creeping into the window across from Negan’s bed. You let out a silent yawn as to not wake him up, it was some of the best sleep you had ever gotten.
You could really get used to sleeping in this room with him, but you knew better than to spoil yourself on the idea that this would be an ‘all the time’ thing.
But you put that out of your mind, for now.

You rolled over gently to look at the sleeping man next to you.
Negan was laying on his back with a hand behind his head and his other arm touching the side of your thigh.
You blushed.
At some point in the night he must have been sleeping with his hand on your ass, since you had slept on your stomach.
You bit your lip at the thought of it.

You looked at him as he slept.
He was so damn gorgeous.
His dark hair that usually stayed slicked back was now disheveled - some strands of hair laying in his face.
He looked so harmless and peaceful as he slept, his salt and pepper beard covering his perfect jawline and it was good to see this sift side of him; a sleeping Negan.
You could see his chest rising and lowering as he breathed slowly.

You wanted to get closer to him and curl up next to him, to feel his warmth. His skin against your skin, if only for a minute.
But you didn’t know how he would react to it.
Negan didn’t seem to be the type of man that wanted someone trying to cuddle him and be all lovey-dovey.
But you decided the risk was worth it, you slowly drug yourself closer to him, you were already pretty close, but you wanted to be even closer.
You wrapped the blanket around you and laid your head on his shoulder.
You were never the world’s most cuddly type of girl, but you could see yourself really enjoying it with someone like Negan. You felt his skin on your face, and you could faintly hear his heart beating in the silent room.

“Well good morning to you, too, darlin’.” Negan said in a raspy voice.

You looked up quickly to see him opening his eyes to look at you.
You could feel yourself beginning to blush, you had hoped he wouldn’t catch you trying to cuddle him while he was asleep, not knowing how he would react or if he would use it against your feelings for him at a later time.

“You were awake?” You asked, laying your head back on your own pillow.

He smirked, “Yeah, for fuckin’ most of it. Can’t get much past me, especially when you’re all up on me while I’m fuckin’ sleeping.”

You brushed your hair back, “Yeah, I was hoping I could steal some cuddle-type shit before you woke up.”

“Doesn’t fuckin’ bother me, doll. Even men like me enjoy some fuckin’ tenderness every now and then.” He said, still looking at you.

You bit a the insides of your cheeks, “I mean, you don’t seem like the kind of guy that cuddles. Besides, I’m not a huge cuddler myself, and I know that just because I got to spend the night here doesn’t mean I get to do it all the time.”

You took in a breathe and sat up on the bed, “No, I’m not too fuckin’ big into that type of thing; like I said, im not good with that emotional shit. But fuck, if a hot ass woman like yourself - fuck, my wife, no less-” he said pointing to you, “wants to lay up in bed with naked, with her fuckin’ body on me, I’m not gonna say fuckin’ no, darlin’. Besides, I wasn’t lying when I said you were my favorite. Good luck in seeing the other wives try to fuckin’ cuddle with me.” He chuckled and got up off the bed.

You smiled and bit your lip, “Well, that’s good enough for me, I guess.”

Negan rolled his eyes, “I think you’re getting fuckin’ spoiled, sweetheart.”

“Of course.” You said rolling your eyes at him, and shook your head.

“So fuckin’ disobidient.” He growled with a smile and grabbed the back of you head, pulling you towards him and he planted a hard kiss on your mouth.

Negan had an odd way of spoiling you. You were happier than you had been, but you also knew that absolute happiness would be him committing to only you. And you doubted that that would ever be a thing. But atleast he called you his favorite.

You both got out of bed and got dressed for the day.
You were heading back to Alexandria to get supplies that your old group owed Negan, and you still weren’t sure how to feel about seeing them again.

After you both got dressed Negan put on his leather jacket and grabbed Lucille off of the nearby desk and threw her over his shoulder.

“Oh fuck, before I forget.” He said suddenly, opening the drawer on one of the desks and pulled out the old rusty crowbar you usually carried around.
You had been wondering where it was, but figured it had gotten lost.

“Pretty sure this is fuckin’ is yours.” He smiled, handing it over to you.
You grabbed it and felt the cool iron on your hands.

“I had been looking for it. Thank you.” You said holding it out to look it over before propping it on your shoulder.

Negan smirked and licked his lips the way he usually did, “Jesus. I think you’re starting to fuckin’ turn into me, babydoll.”

You snorted in laughter, “Yeah, that doesn’t seem too far fetched. I did just kill a bitch with Lucille after all.”

He gave a wicked smile, “Yeah, and it was pretty fuckin’ hot to watch you work. Might as well name the fuckin’ crowbar.”

“And what would I name it?” You smirked, looking up at him.

He shrugged and gave you an almost sweet look, “I don’t know, think about it, babydoll. Either way, you’re gonna fuckin’ need it.”

“You’re not gonna kill anybody at Alexandria, are you?” You said nervously, chewing your lip.

Negan shook his head, “Not as long as they fuckin’ cooperate and do what the fuck I say. Other than that, everything will be goddamn peachy.”

You both made your way downstairs and out into the yard of the sanctuary.
No one had seen you since you had taken care of Amber and as soon as you and Negan hit the yard, everyone fell to their knees immediately.

Negan chuckled and looked over to you, “Looks like yesterday got their goddamn attention.” He said as you both continued to walk over to where his men were waiting to load up on a truck to head out.
As you passed by the spot where Amber had been laying, you could still see blood splattered on the ground.

“Fuck.” Negan said eyeing it and kicking dirt over it.

“What’s the point, they all know she’s dead.” You said in confusion, stopping behind him as he covered the bloody spot.

“Yeah, well, I don’t want a fuckin’ kid to come by and see the shit, plus it’s a bad fuckin’ look for the yard.” He answered back.

You made it over to a black delivery truck where Dwight was standing outside of it and had someone with him.
You couldn’t quite make him out at first, he was in a dirty looking jumpsuit with a yellow “A” painted across the chest as you got closer, you realized it was Daryl.
You glanced over to Negan, but he hadn’t paid you any attention.
You started to head over to Daryl, but Negan caught you by the arm before you could get closer, already knowing where you were going.
Daryl eyed you intensely, he had dirt all over his face and his hair hung in his eyes.

“Not a good fuckin’ idea, darlin’.” Negan said firmly.

“What’s wrong with me speaking to him?” You asked, narrowing your eyes at him.

“You aren’t apart of the same goddamn group anymore. He’s still a fuckin’ enemy right now, until he follows the fuckin’ rules. ” Negan said, narrowing his eyes back at you in a ‘don’t fucking challenge me right now’ sort of way.
He leaned down closer to you, his grip still tight on your arm, “Besides, don’t wanna make me fuckin’ jealous and have Lucille have a talk with him, do you?” He whispered into your ear.

You got chills down your spine as he said that, but you didn’t want him to kill Daryl. You didn’t know Daryl well, but he had never done anything to you, so you didn’t want yourself to be the cause of his demise.
You nodded your head back to Negan in compliance.

“Good girl.” He said and let go of your arm as you both made your way to the truck.

“Let’s get this goddamn show on the fuckin’ road.” He called to his men, swinging Lucille around happily.

They all got into their designated vehicles and you hopped up into the black truck with Negan.
As you got in, you saw Dwight pushing Daryl towards the back of the truck to sit on the floor.
Daryl said nothing, he just sank down into the floor, drawing his knees up to his chest as Dwight took a seat across from him. You were now headed on your way to Alexandria and you had no idea what to expect.

The truck pulled up to a large gate that was covered, so you couldn’t see inside. You hadn’t spent a whole lot of time here when you were in Rick’s group, so the place was still fairly new to you.

“Alright, let’s get the fuck to work.” Negan said with excitement in his voice and he got out of the truck. You followed behind him as Dwight pushed Daryl out of the truck.
Negan whistled happily as he strolled up to the gate, you followed close behind him as he approached it.

“Dun-dun-dun-dun!” Negan sang out in a dramatic tone as he reached the metal gate, he raised Lucille and hit the metal with her before he called out, “Little pig, little pig, let me in!”

You stood with him, waiting for someone to come up and open the gate.

Negan looked over to you, “You ready for this shit?” He asked noticing that you seemed to be nervous.

You nodded back, “Ready as I’ll ever be,” then looked up to him, “Don’t worry.”

He nodded back placing his hand on your shoulder for reassurance, then dropping it back to his side as the cover of the gate was pulled back.
You could see Spencer standing there, looking to both of you confused.

“Well, what are you fuckin’ waiting for?” Negan said in an amused voice.

“Uhm, who are you?” Spencer asked in a smart ass tone of voice.

Negan chuckled, “Oh Jesus, you better be fuckin’ joking. Negan-” He pointed to himself, “ And Lucille” He then pointed at the bat propped on his leather clad shoulder, “I know I had to make a motherfuckin’ strong first impression and I’m sure you obviously know this cute little thing standing beside me.” He said moving his head in your direction and Spencer looked at you.

You could see Rick walking up to see what was going on, you watched him approach the gate carefully.

“Well, hello there.” Negan said happily, with a big grin spreading across his face.
Rick said nothing back as he stared Negan down and then looked over to see you.
His face had a grim expression on it as he looked at the both of you together.

“Do not fuckin’ make me have to fuckin’ ask you twice, Ricky.” Negan said with some anger beginning to rise up in his voice.

“You said a week and you’re early.” Rick said somberly as he opened the gate.

“What can I say? I fuckin’ missed ya.” Negan chuckled, shooting Rick a dangerous smile.

You could hear moans and strained growls, and you all looked backed to see a lone walker shuffling towards you.
You gripped your crowbar tightly and started for it.

“I’ve got it.” You said calmly to everyone and walked up a ways, holding the crowbar tightly and let the walker come to you.
You swung violently at it as the crowbar made contact with the deteriorating skull of the walker. It fell to the pavement with a THUD.

“Shit Rick, did you see that? That shit that my girl just did? That is some fuckin’ service! You almost turned us away at the damn gate and (Y/N) here, just takes care of one of the dead fucks that could have killed one of you-” Negan pointing to you with Lucille still looking at Rick and then he took a small bow, “That’s what we fuckin’ call: service.”

Rick kept his eyes on you, he was studying your face.
Your face was healing, but it was still pretty bruised up from the fight with Amber.

“Service?” Rick said in a raspy tone, “Is that what you call what happened to her face, too? Your handy work? Your service?”

Negan sucked his teeth and you could see him bite his tongue at Rick’s accusation that he had beaten you.
Negan chuckled, but not in a playful way like he usually did, “I never laid a fuckin’ hand on her. She had a little run in with some bitch at the sanctuary and (Y/N) took care of her with Lucille here.” He said holding up Lucille to Rick’s face, her barbed-wire only inches from his skin.

Negan licked his lips, “Yeah, that’s right. Both of my girls know how to fucking handle themselves. Not like some of the damn pussies around here.” He said looking back at Daryl who was standing with Dwight and the rest of the crew and then he shot a look back to Rick.

You could see Rick clench his jaw and Negan smiled again, and began to head inside the gates.

“Here Rick. Be a good fuckin’ host and take this.” Negan said thrusting Lucille into Rick’s hands.
Rick took her and just stood there silently, staring off in space as you all entered Alexandria as you wished.

Why was Negan letting Rick hold Lucille? It didn’t make sense to you at all, Rick could snap and try to attack him and if hay was to happen you’d have no choice but to fight back. You were loyal to Negan at this point and you would fight for him, just like he has done for you in the past.

Negan walked in, looking around and he outstretched his arms, looking around the town.
You couldn’t deny that it was beautiful out here.

Negan kept looking around, “Wow, look at this! This place is motherfucking cocksucking magnificent!”

You stood beside Negan as he threw an arm around your shoulder and you both turned to Rick as he approached you, “I do believe you are gonna have fuckin’ plenty to offer us, Rick.” He said, smiling widely at him.

“(Y/N), Daryl.” Rick said ignoring Negan as he was looking to you and Daryl.

“No.” Negan said in a stern tone, putting his hand up,
“Daryl is the fuckin’ help and you don’t talk to him or fuckin’ look at him, unless you want me to make you chop something off of him-” he said pointing over to Daryl, then Negan looked back to you and pulled you in closer to him as your face brushed against his leather jacket,
“And you especially don’t fuckin’ talk to her, and you or any other prick better not dare to look in her fuckin’ direction or this pleasant little meeting will turn in a different goddamn ball game.” Negan growled.

You let out a small smile.
It felt amazing to have him so protective and jealous over you, it made you feel like you were the most important thing at that moment and you relished in it.

Rick gave a small nod and your eyes met his and you nodded back to let him know you were fine.

Negan removed his arm from your shoulder and clapped his hands together, walking further into the town “Well, let’s get this shit started and see what kind of fuckin’ goodies you’ve got in the cupboard!”

“You said half the supplies.” Rick protested, turning towards Negan.

“Nope! Fuck no, you don’t decide what we fuckin’ take. I do.” Negan said as he walked towards Rick, making him back down from his presence.

You saw that Rick was still holding Lucille and you kept a firm eye on him, so if he dared to try anything you’d see it. You didnt want him to try anything, you really didnt wanna see anyone here die, because you knew they were good people and you didn’t come here wanting to hurt anyone. But if they started some shit, you definitely weren’t going to back down.

Negan smirked as Rick backed up from him.

“Get the fuck going!” Negan called out to his men.

They all began walking with guns in hand towards the houses to raid them.
Negan clapped happily as he watched them all move out and turned back to Rick when they were all gone.

“Are you gonna show us the fuck around or not, Ricky? You wanna be a good fuckin’ host, don’t you?” Negan smiled as he berated Rick.

Rick sniffed and held his head down, he looked back up and nodded and walked past Negan and you.
Negan whistled to you and you looked up and he was giving you the “Come hither” motion with his finger and you followed beside him.
He wanted you with him and that was more than you could have asked for, he had sent everyone else away, but wanted you by his side.

Andy Biersack Imagine (I suck at titles lol)

“You and Andy would be so cute together!”

“Oh please, not again…” You chuckle lightly. Your friend had been trying to sit you and Andy up for weeks now. Andy had been one of your friends for a few years now and you wouldn’t do anything to change that.

“Oh come on! Y/N, I just feel the connection when you tell me you guys hang out, or every picture I see of you two! You can see the sparks and I swear I’m not the only one.”

“Everyone picks on me about it, but they know I never saw Andy like that.”

“Really? Not ever? Not once did you wonder what it would be like to have Andy as your boyfriend.”

“I…. well, like once or twice, but it wasn’t necessarily my fault, I had some weird dreams and I would woke up and wonder but, technically no.”

“That’s not what it sounds like.” You sigh.

“Seriously Y/N, its okay to admit you feel something with Andy, I’m not saying it because I’m judging you, Andy is a smoking hot babe, there, I said it. We all know Andy is really attractive.”

You knew this, all this information she was saying was just a repeat of the lecture she gave you about every 2 weeks.

“I know he is, he is attractive and the girl that he decides to go with is going to be one lucky girl, listen Y/F/N. You tell me the same stuff every time we have this talk about Andy. You tell me it’s okay to admit I feel something, I tell you that no matter what, Andy will always be my friend and that my past relationships ruined the friendship I had with them because when I didn’t feel the same, shit got awkward. You tell me that it’s different with Andy, that Andy wouldn’t make you feel awkward and I tell you it’s not that simple to face a guy that confessed his whole love for you and to call them friend again, you tell me that I have to feel something and give me examples, like when Andy took me to prom because I had no one, like when Andy hugs me a lot, or does little favors for me. It’s all just friendly stuff.” You finish your little rant and took a deep breathe. You were hoping you didn’t sound that rude, it just got tiring to have to keep repeating yourself.

“Y/N, I’m not trying to force you into a relationship with Andy, I’m just telling you what I know. When I say Andy isn’t the guy to make things awkward, I don’t mean if you tried a relationship and things didn’t work. Andy clearly likes you, but he’s not going to make a move because he doesn’t want to hurt you because he cares and loves you. It’s really sweet. He knows you better than I do, and I’m your best friend. He knows that all your previous relationships went sour and you felt like you couldn’t speak to them afterwards being it was too awkward, and that’s why Andy wants to make sure you’re ready. He doesn’t want to lose you because things get awkward. He is such a sweet guy and I just wish you would see just how much he does for you, the look he gives you, and stop being clueless. Don’t forcefully push away feelings, because that’s straight up unhealthy. Now, you don’t have to listen to me, but just think back to all the stuff he does for you, think about your connection with him. I understand it’s scary to risk losing such an amazing friend for a relationship, especially when you have such a perfect connection with them, but you just need to know it’s okay.”

You sit there, processing the words she just told you. Unlike all the other times she had talked to you, it was like something in her speech registered in your brain because you didn’t feel a need to deny what she just said. Unlike any other time she had spoken to you about Andy, it really made you think about Andy.

“Hello, you still there?”

“Yeah, I’m here. I’m just….”

“Thinking what I said because you finally realized I’m right? Nah, just kidding about the being right part. But for real, you are thinking about it, right?”

“Yeah, I mean…. Kind of. I don’t know. I really don’t. Listen, now that you put it that way… I wouldn’t mind being with someone like Andy, I mean… he’s perfection. But what the hell on world do you think he likes me for?”

She laughs. “You’re kidding. You’re seriously asking me why he likes you? Oh Y/N, you are really overthinking now.”


“THINK ABOUT IT. I’m pretty sure Andy would take a bullet for you if it came down to it, that’s love Y/N.”

“I guess.”

“No, you know. You know Andy would do, hell he already does, anything to make sure you’re okay and happy. Isn’t that right? How many “bad days” have you had since you met Andy versus how many you had before?”

“I mean, a lot. He’s certainly changed me for the better, I’ve never really felt sad when he’s with me. He’s always made me feel like… someone cares. Someone cares for me. I feel important, wanted by Andy.”

“Exactly, that’s love Y/N, and you know it.”

“I gu- I…. I know.”

“Yep. Just think about that next time you two talk, okay? He’s just waiting for you to give him the sign that you’re mentally and physically ready for this, he doesn’t want to pressure you into something and ruin his chance. He’s waiting for the perfect time.”

“And I’m guessing I’ll know when.”

“Of course, it’s up to you. I gotta go, but just give yourself some time to think, alright? Love ya.”

“Mhmm, love ya too Y/F/N. See you later.”

You hang up and think about the conversation you just had. It was like she had knocked a hole into these walls you had built up about anything more than a friendship with Andy. You started to realize that maybe, just maybe she was right. You were nervous, you weren’t going to lie. Your past relationships were kind of shitty and it made you wonder if you even wanted one. But with Andy, you knew you could trust him, you knew you could be with him for the rest of your life and be happy. That’s when it clicked. You could be with Andy for your life and be okay with that. You were be delighted to spend your life with him. It’d be a nice adventure.

Speaking of the devil, your phone began ringing again and sure enough, it was Andy. You press the green answer button.


“Hey Y/N.”

“Hey Andy, you’re just the person I needed to hear from.” You chuckle and suddenly you feel nervous, nervous? You had never felt that with Andy.

“Really? What’s up?”

“Oh nothing bad, I just… really wanted to talk to you.”

“Awh, well I’m free today, how about we go get something to eat? I’m straving.”

“Yeah, that sounds great, what at?”

“How about Claire’s diner, I meet you there in 20?”

“Sounds great, see you then.”

“See you.”

You hang up and get up quickly. You throw on a tank top and flannel, keeping on the jeans you had on and slipping on your shoes and head out the door.

20 minutes pass, you get to the diner early and pick out a booth in the back. You figured if you were going to bring up this whole thing to Andy, you wanted to in privacy.

For the first time in the years you known Andy, this was probably the most nervous you been. You had no idea what to say or how to say it. It was like waiting for the doctor to call your name out, nerve wrecking.

You hear the bell chime and see the tall and lanky boy looking around. You wave as he looks in your direction and he smiles, walking over to you.

“Hello love.” He sing songs, giving you a small hug before sitting across from you.

“Hey lanky.” You chuckle.

He smiles. “So, how was your day so far?”

You look down at your menu. “Pretty good, talked to Y/F/N for a while on the phone, you know she goes on and on.”

“She’s the one that always thinks we’re dating right? Comments all the kissy face and heart emojis on our pictures?” He chuckles and you force one.

“Yeah, that’s her. She’s determined that we’re soulmates.” You realize that you say it a little too jokingly and regret it.

“I wouldn’t mind that, you’re okay.” He jokes back, smirking.

“Okay? I’m the queen and you know it.” You strike a royal pose and he laughs.

“You’re not too bad yourself.” He shakes his head. “I’m a king, I could be the king to your queen, if ya know what I mean.” He wiggles his eyebrows and you laugh, shaking your head.

“How do you always make things sound so wrong?”

The waiter comes by and collects your orders and goes back, leaving you and Andy. You decide to keep hinting through Y/F/N, hoping he gets the hint.

“But seriously, she said we’re destined for each other. Every phone call I get….”

“She must like me then, we’ve only met a few times though.” He laughs, taking a sip of his drink.

“She knows ‘em when she sees ‘em, that’s how she met her boyfriend Damien. I remember when they first met, she told me “He’s the one for me, I know it. Just wait and see, this will be my longest relationship yet.” And almost 5 years later, they still are happy than ever. I’m waiting for him to propose to her anyday now.”

“Awh, that’s sweet. That’s honestly relationship goals right there.”

“Right? She’s amazing and in a way, I trust her with what she says, I mean, she hasn’t been wrong about things like that yet.”

“Really? So you think we might actually be soulmates?”

You shrug, suddenly your nervousness went away and you had this weird confidence.

“I don’t know, what about you?”

“I think we totally could be. I mean we’re both pretty damn awesome.” You laugh.

“No but seriously….”

“You’d be an amazing boyfriend.”

“You really think so?”

You nod, smiling. “If you spoiled her like you do me, of course.”

He chuckles. “I don’t spoil you, I just give you what you deserve.”

“Oh c’mon, I don’t deserve any of it. I don’t deserve having such an amazing person like you in my life, I got pretty damn lucky.”

“But Y/N, I AM the lucky one. Having someone like you in my life….”

You can’t help but smile and look down. Your orders arrive and you both take a break from talking to eat, afterwards, you both start walking out together. You get to his car and turn towards him.

“So, about our conversation…. Does your friend know something?”


He sighs but smiles. “The way you described her talking about us, it sounds a lot like what I’ve told my friends, you sure she doesn’t talk to them?” You chuckle.

“Wait, so you actually talk about me to them?”

“Of course, you’re beautiful, lovely, sweet, funny, cute. They’ve been waiting months for me to make the first move and I’ve been too damn nervous, and plus I knew you were always iffy about relationships and I didn’t want to risk anything until I knew you wanted it, I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable because I know you do easily. But Y/N, now all my cards are on the table. Yes, I’ve liked you for some time now, and I’ve waited months to tell you, but if you’re not feeling it now, understand that I will wait for you as long as you need, I’ll always be here for you waiting because… I know that I want to be with you. And I don’t want you to feel pressured to say yes because I’m confessing my feelings to you. I just simply want you to know that I want you to take your time and I don’t want you to feel weird around me. I’m pretty sure you knew I felt something towards you all these weeks, but…. Yeah. I’m… I’m not sure what to say now, but there. You know everything now.”

You were speechless, but not in a bad way. You didn’t have those weird feelings like you did when everyone else confessed they liked you. Andy’s made you feel… different.

You smiled and wrapped your arms around him tightly. He seemed shocked by your action but quickly hugged back.

“I appreciate you telling me because I wanted to and…. I don’t know, I kept telling myself that I didn’t want to ruin anything with you because…. Well it’s happened too many time before. But now… I’m willing to give us a chance because I have a strong feeling that this is what I want, I’m pretty confident that you are who I want to spend my life with. I have basically for the past few years and… I don’t know. I love you a lot.” You laugh at the last part and so does Andy.

You connect eyes and you quickly press your lips to his, his hands grip your waist and you smile. It felt right, nothing felt wrong and everything seemed to go in bullet time. After pulling away, Andy presses a kiss to your hair.

“So we’re official, eh?” He jokes.

“Yep, can’t wait until y/f/n hears about this.”

“Same with the guys. You want a ride home, girlfriend?” You laugh and smile.

“Sure, let’s go, boyfriend.”


This is probably the longest imagine I’ve made, it’s about 2,300 words and I totally didn’t mean for it to be but I got really carried away. xD I hope you all like though, feedback is appreciated.


Word count: 1204

Part 13

You slowly opened your eyes, trying to adapt your eyes to your surroundings. Your vision cleared up so you looked around the room, realizing you’re still in the Salvatore house. You fell asleep on the couch last night and Stefan didn’t want to wake you up, so he covered you up with a blanket. After a long time, you looked peaceful and happy even in your sleep. There was a fire place in front of you, fire still slowly smouldering. You sat up on the couch, folding the blanket neatly and putting it beside you on the couch. You rubbed your eyes gently and yawned as you got up and headed to the kitchen. You were just about to enter the kitchen when you heard voices. You used your vampire hearing, concentrating on the voice to hear better what they were saying.

‘Where did you get the idea, Bonnie?’ You heard Stefan ask Bonnie. What was he talking about?

'Look I thought it was the best thing to do, she deserves better’

'Yeah, but compelling her to forget about Kai, he was her boyfriend, Bonnie. You can’t just delete someone from their lives like that. It’s not fair.’ Stefan stated. You weren’t sure if he was talking about you or someone else, but according to what he just said, it might’ve been you he was talking about. He did ask you the night before about a guy named Kai, you assumed that’s what they were talking about.

'Look, I did what I had to. It’s not like she’s gonna see him again. She’s happy now, she even did something that you didn’t expect right?’

'Yeah it was fun, watching movies and spend a day without having to worry about everything.’ Stefan said, making your eyes go wide. They were talking about you and apparently you were compelled to forget about him. Even though you didn’t know who Kai was, you surely didn’t like the idea of someone deleting your memories. You walked into the kitchen, seeing Bonnie and Stefan both shooting a glance towards you, pretending like nothing happened.

'Hey, everything ok?’ You asked as you sat down on the stool, taking a chocolate covered strawberry.

'Yeah… everything is just fine.’ Bonnie hesitated, swallowing hard. It was so obvious she was nervous and it seemed like she was scared of what you were going to do. She kinda assumed you heard what they were talking about and she knew if you did find out about it, things wouldn’t be nice for any of you.

'Really? Hmm.. interesting.’ You took a bite of the strawberry and looked at her. 'So, no one has been compelled or anything?’ You shot a glance towards her, obvious anger taking over you face.

'I can explain, I-’

'There’s nothing to explain, Bonnie!’ You stood up and threw a half of the strawberry onto the table  as you started walking towards her. 'You had no right to do that!’ You yelled at her, coming closer and closer to her, making her take a few steps back. You could hear her fast heartbeat and the blood flowing through her veins.

'It’s for your own good! I’m not gonna let you ruin your life because of-’

'I don’t care! I want my memories back! Today! No hesitation, no excuses, today!’ You demanded as you walked over to the table and took another strawberry, taking a bite and walked out of the kitchen, leaving Bonnie and Stefan befuddled.

You jumped on the couch and turned on the TV as you laid down and smiled to yourself.
After a few hours, you heard a knock on the doors. You looked behind you, waiting for someone to enter the living room and it was someone you knew. Klaus Mikaelson. The one and only. You immediately assumed he was the one who compelled you and took away your memories of someone who was apparently very important to you.

'Klaus Mikaelson.’ You said, making eye contact with him. 'I assume you can help me. Am I right or am I right?’ He laughed, walking towards you as he sat down next to you.

'Of course I can. It depends, actually.’

'On what?’ You asked, crossing your arms.

'If you really want it and if it’s safe for you to remember it.’ He stated, waiting for your reaction.

'Look, I deserve to have my memories back and I’m pretty sure I’m the only one who can decide whether I want my memories compelled away or not.’ You stated, making sure he and everyone else in the room understood what you wanted.

'As you wish.’ He said as he came closer to you, making a deep eye contact. You took a deep breath and stared at him, without blinking you listened to what he was saying.

'You’re gonna remember everything I took away from you. Kai Parker is your boyfriend, you love him, very much. He’s currently in prison world, Bonnie put him there.’

'Kai Parker is my boyfriend.’ You repeated what he said. He mentioned a couple of other things and then he suddenly stopped. You blinked a few times before making eye contact with him again. 'Thank you, Klaus.’

'Anytime.’ He said. 'Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go. See you guys around.’ Klaus said as he got up and left the house. You kept quiet for what it seemed like hours to Bonnie and Stefan. You turned your head, looking at Bonnie who kept staring at the floor but lifted her up for a few seconds, your gaze strongly focused on her. You kept looking at her, your anger extremely obvious as it took over your body. You shook your head and got up, stopping right in front of her. You looked at her in the eyes and opened your mouth slightly like you were about to say something, but then closed them again. You bypassed her and went up to your room, slamming the doors behind you.

You ran your fingers roughly through your hair as you started breathing rapidly, your heartbeat increasing. You walked around your room before finally breaking down. You took the first thing that was near your hand and threw it across the room, hitting the doors. You screamed your lungs out and dropped down to your knees, staring at only one spot on the wall. This time, you completely lost it. You didn’t know what you were going to do, all the feelings and memories took over you, and not one by one, they all flooded back to you, all at once. It was something you’ve never experienced before. You tucked your hair behind your ears, taking a deep breath. You calmed down a little bit and got up. You laid down on the bed, calmly, staring at the ceiling. You were lying like that for maybe minutes, maybe hours, trying to come up with a solution to get Kai out of that place. You sat up and smiled to yourself.

'Bingo.’ You trailed off as you took your jacket and walked out of the house towards the city, having a perfect evil plan, which might help you to persuade Bonnie to finally bring Kai back.

Symbol: ♎️

Lucky Number: 2, 7, 1

Lucky Colors: Orange and white

Lucky Day: Sunday and Monday

Libra Gemstones: Sapphire, Pink Tourmaline, Bloodstone

Compatible Zodiac Signs: Gemini, Aquarius, Libra, Aries, Sagittarius, Leo

Incompatible Zodiac Signs: Cancer, Capricorn, Taurus, Scorpio, Pisces, Virgo

Libra is one of the air elements, it is a cardinal sign, and it is ruled by Venus

Body parts ruled by Libra are the lower back (lumbar region), kidneys and adrenal glands.

Libra rules the Seventh House: partnership and marriage

libra sun - you like harmony, and want everything to be in balance all the time. youre sensitive to the needs of others. You always try to understand the other side in an argument, and don’t mind stepping down to compromise. You’re very social, you’re very stylish and people like you. You’re a little flirty by nature. You prefer to be in a relationship than single.

libra moon - you don’t like to be alone - you like having a partner. You flirt a lot - intentional or not. You always want to have your way, and you like to have other people supporting you and your goals. Your mood changes a lot though, you’re pretty unpredictable.

libra rising - you’re really charismatic. You attract people to you, and you don’t know what to do without your special someone by your side. You know how to dress well, you really like material goods and physical comforts. You’re very polite.

libra midheaven - you feel that if you can attain balance and harmony, you will be happy and successful. You’re a good team player. You’re self conscious of your social position. You present yourself well in a poised, elegant way

libra mars - you can be indecisive, but its because you like to weigh up pros and cons before you act. you’re very charming and you can sometimes be a little passive aggressive. you need a lot of motivation, you don’t like rude people.

libra venus - you’re idealistic, and a romantic. you fall in love easily, often for the wrong people or too soon

  • Intellectual as they get excited by learning and mental stimulation, smart and in search for new ideas and experiences.
  • Inconsistent and often pretty much unaware of their inability to be reliable and focused on one things at a time. 
  • Humorous for their wit is what makes them fun to be around with, improving the overall quality of everyone’s life with their sparkling mind. Spontaneous and entertaining, this is someone everyone wants to be friends with.
  • Impatient as their spontaneous and brave nature takes over, reassuring them that everyone taking too much time for anything is crazy. 
  • Enthusiastic in every place and situation, always excited about the next step they’ll take.
  • Anxious and to really imagine this, try convincing a Gemini to breathe in. When on an important project, they forget their own physical and emotional needs apart of it. Excitement drives them, but it shouldn’t distance them from inner state o peace. 

Kiss Me [Part 2]

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Blood, Mentions of Violence

Words: 2.4k

Part 1

You woke up warm – like really warm. Blinking away the blur of sleep, you groaned slightly as you pushed back the hoard of blankets that were covering you and slammed the dismiss button on your alarm. In your mild morning-daze, you moved sluggishly, rubbing your face as your surroundings finally registered. You were in your room; briefly you wondered how you had gotten there. You could only assume that Bucky had carried you to bed since you passed out at some point during the evening on the couch. The idea of the normally stoic super soldier cradling you carefully as to avoid skin-to-skin contact – much less gently enough not to wake you – made your heart flutter and a small smile tilt your lips. Looking to your bed, you flipped the blankets back, shaking your head ruefully as you realized there were three more comforters than normal. Forcing yourself out of the bed, you made your way to your bathroom to go through your normal morning routine.

You had talked a little afterwards as you scrolled through the movie channels – Bucky had popped some popcorn and you two had bickered and laughed and it was a lot of fun. Probably the most fun you had had in quite a while, if you were being honest, but now you were feeling anxious. Would things be weird? It wasn’t like you guys had officiated anything, or really… even mentioned anything like that, but you had held hands and he asked when could kiss you, and you were pretty sure that meant he was interested in a relationship with you. And then of course he put you to bed and tucked you in, which was really sweet.

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_I don´t mind the rain_|Part II|

[Part one]  [Part three]

Bucky x Reader[Gender neutral!]

Warnings:Shit is getting a bit intense.Cursing.A bit of angst again~[No fluff this time,idk what happened]

2.630 Words

[First off: WOW! Thank all of you so much! I would never have thought that this would get so much feedback! Thank you guys c: I hope you will enjoy this part! ….wait…Uhm,If you thought this would be a part with Bucky & Reader walking in the rain with their pink umbrella and being happy…All I can say is: Sorry.]

~Sorry for any typos or mistakes~

Every now and then you would ask Bucky if he could still hold the umbrella or if his arm grew tired,but the answer was always the same:

“No,it is still fine-”
“Are you sure?”

The two of you were walking for nearly ten minutes now,only exchanging a few words.You knew from the beginning that he wasn´t a really talkative person,so every little smile or word was a small victory for you.
Bucky walked a bit fast for your not-so-long legs but you didn´t want to say anything.
While you were wondering why he has such long legs,Buckys mind went to worst case scenarios.
What if you were just nice to trick him? What if you were a agent,trying to find him.
Well if that was the truth,he directly walked into a trap.
He glanced at you and thought if you could really be someone who was trying to get him?To find him?
Bucky was pretty sure that there are people everywhere,just to finally get him for what he has done.
You too?
With a sigh he looked at the ground,wondering what the hell he had gotten himself into.

Your joyful tone took him back to reality as he turned to you.
You were pointing at a small restaurant that was still open.
Neon signs hung in the windows,and he could see some people inside.
“Let´s get something to eat!I have never gotten something here but it could be nice,who knows.”
With a few hurried steps you ran onto the steps and hid from the rain under the little plastic roof.
Smiling you waved at Bucky,motioning for him to come also.
You would buy him something as a thanks,that was the least you could do…


Bucky stept a bit closer to you,shaking his head.
“I don´t want anything..”
“Why?You must be hungry,right?I will pay!”
Bucky didn´t move an inch,and you groaned
Your joy didn´t falter and Bucky still didn´t give in.This would go on for hours,so..
“Ok,I will go inside,get something,and you wait here.”
“[y/n] I-”
“No ´but´,I will go inside now.Just give me the umbrella you look stupid.”
Without a word Bucky looked around before stepping onto the dry steps and handing you the now closed umbrella.
You nodded and walked inside,trying to think of something to get.
As soon as the wooden door closed behind you,Bucky was thinking about walking away.This couldn´t end well.Not with him.
He ran a hand through his hair and let out a sigh.
What did he do? He wasnt just some neighbor from around here that could talk with someone hours on end,without any consequences.
He was never that kind of person,well,as far as he knew…
As long as he was alone he could just walk a bit faster when he felt watched,hide in shops when being followed,but with you? Untill you two would reach your home,nearly 20 minutes left.
Bucky knew,he felt it in the pit of his stomach,someone would use these 20 minutes of slight vulnerability to their advantage.

Just because Bucky wasn´t careful enough.

While Bucky was again lost in his thoughts,stressing himself out,you were waiting for the pizza to be done.
Bucky was a weird guy,you´d give him that.But he was a soldier…
Maybe that had to do something with his behaviour.
Sometimes your eyes would wander to the small TV that stood on a shelf on your left,but the news seemed boring,so you turned away and  rather kept on thinking about the guy that waited for you.
Which was a good thing,in a way.
Because if you would have paid attention you would know that they are looking for a man called “James Buchanan Barnes

The Winter Soldier.A murderer.An Assassin.

But thank god you were busy playing with the weird pink umbrella in your hands,and the volume of the TV was only on 5.

Bucky saw a man come out of the door,and immediately felt a knot in his stomach when the man stared at him for a second too long.His mind was an endless loop of :

Please no.“

With one last glance,the strange man turned around and walked away.Bucky let out a shaky breath,truly unsure of what to do.
He tried to talk some false hope into himself.
Maybe he just looked like his weird cousin.
Bucky felt his heart drop.

You had just paid for the food and reached for the carton,before your eyes went to the window to your right
It took you a moment to register what is happening.
With a gasp and big eyes you rushed to the door,looking why Bucky was suddenly walking away.
You heard someone call after you,but you ignored that voice and walked through the door.
In the moment you stepped onto the stairs,a person rushed past you.You could hear them say some words,but couldn´t make out what words exactly.
You looked into the direction that person was running of to,only to see Bucky vanish around a corner.
Confused you looked after the two men.Should you follow?Try to find him?
It isn’t your business,you have known him for nearly 2 hours and shared some food.
Who knows what shady business this dude is involved in.
Your gut said ´Run after him´,but your head was reasonable and said´Stay and enjoy your pizza´.
If you were honest,yes you were a bit worried about your bus stop buddy,but just smile a bit while waving slowly,wishing your weird friend luck.

Turning around you opened the door again and the warm air hugged your body.
´What a night.´
The small bell above the door signaled that you came inside again.The cashier from earlier looked at you and you send him an apologetic smile,to which he just grinned.
You grabbed the Pizza and sat down at the table in the far left corner.
The small flowers on the table were a nice touch,yes..Maybe you would go eat here more often.
With a sigh you opened the carton and grabbed a piece.

As you had long finished the pizza,and were drinking a glass of cold [drink],you heard the bell again,but you didn´t pay any attention to it.
Well,that was until you heard someone say:
“Uhm,excuse me?”
You looked over your shoulder were you saw a woman standing behind you.You raised your eyebrows,wondering what she could want from you.She had blonde short hair,brown eyes and some freckles on her face.
“I need you to follow me,please.”
“And why is that?”
“I can´t talk about that here,I am sorry.”

´Well.Fuck my luck´
You immediately knew what this was about,you were pretty sure that his was somehow about Bucky.
Just play dumb.
“I want to know why,who are you?”
“I am Melissa Wert,a police officer from [city name]”
Had someone called the police?Wait.Probably that dude from earlier-
“And?Are you please coming with me?”
“Uh..uhm..Yes."You began slowly"But can I please use the bathroom first?I will hurry.”
She nodded at you,and you stood up carefully.
As you walked over the wooden floor you felt her eyes on the back of your head,staring at your leaving form.
Because the place was pretty small,they only had one bathroom,which was free right now.
You pulled the door open,stepped inside and closed it as fast as possible.
As you looked up you saw yourself in the mirror.Your [h/c] hair was a mess,eyes wide and your could see AND feel the goosepumbs on your skin.
With a sigh you walked to the sink,turning on the water.You washed your hands and your face with cold water.A sigh was the only sound you made as you laid your head in your hands.

What are you going to do?

Looking back up at the mirror,you saw the water drip down your chin.
But you realized in that moment that you weren’t alone in the room.Someone was standing behind you.
Before you could make any noise in shock,a Hand covered your mouth.
A gloved hand.

“Relax,it´s just me..”
Your tense body actually relaxed a bit at his words,but you still stared at his reflection in shock
You called out his name,which came silent and muffled,because of his hand on your mouth.
With wide eyes you stared at him,wondering what the fuck was going on.
You nodded.
Slowly he let his hand fall back to his side and explained:
“Come with me.You have to trust me,because I am pretty sure that the Police officer,isn´t a police officer.”
You furrowed your brows at his words,wondering what had gotten into him.Afterall he was the one who suddenly ran away!
And how did he even know that there was a police officer ?
You grabbed the white towel that was hanging to your right and dried of your face.
Trying to answer,you talked in a hushed voice:
“What the hell are you on about?Why would I-”
With a groan Bucky grabbed your shoulders and turned you around,the towel falling to the ground.
A gasp escaped your lips as you stared into his panicked eyes,Buckys face close to yours.
“I have no idea why they are pulling you into this,but I think it is because they saw you with me.
Now,I need you to shut up,just listen and do as I say.”

With big eyes and your mouth agape,you stared at him.
You tried to find the right word,and settled on intimidated.You were intimidated.
For a few seconds you just gaped back at him,like a fish.
As Bucky tightened his grip on your shoulder,you snapped back into reality.

As you calmed down a bit,Buckys grip losened.
Nodding your head,you gulped and Bucky let go of you.You stood up straight again, slowly,wincing at a slight pain in your back.
“Questions for later."Bucky interrupted"For now,we just need to get out of here.”
“How did you even get in here?I locked the door.”
Bucky pointed to the window to your left.
He climbed outside first and as soon as his feet hit the ground he helped you outiside.
“Where is the-?”
“She has probably immediately noticed that you are gone.They are planning something now."He interrupted you as he looked around.
It seemed so weird.He was the weird guy who you talked with a few hours ago,he was that nice and quiet man who smiled at one of your dumb jokes.
And here you where,trying to find out what went wrong.

"Who are they?” You asked,worried
They?..Well,someone who isn´t gonna be very nice to you when they find out you talked to me without trying to kill me.”
“Come on”
With one movement Bucky grabbed the sleeve of your jacket and started walking down the path.The rubble under your feet made soft sounds and you could hear your heartbeat in your ears.
The two of you stopped in front of a high fence that separated the path from a field.Bucky looked at you,and mouthed a
´Wait here.´
Before you could do anything besides stare at him he jumped over the metal fence with ease.
Nervously you rubbed your arm,looking around.Your breaths came out a bit shaky.
You nearly jumped out of your skin as the door to your left opened with a screech.
Your hand flew to your chest,trying to calm yourself down as Bucky walked through.
He stood in the door and motioned for you to follow him,before he turned and walked out of sight again.

With more confusion than you though humanly possible you ran after him until you where in step with him,kinda.
“Where are we going?"You asked,tone unsure.
"Away.It is not safe.Not anymore.”
“What?I don’t want to leave!You can go I won´t just-”
“Dont you understand the seriousness of this?Cant you get it inside your head?!They would kill you without a hesitation because they saw you with me,they saw you talk to me.”
He looked at you,his eyes losing every warmth in them as he tried to explain what was going on.Before you could open your mouth,he continued:
“I will help you get of their radar,and as soon as we are,we will part ways.You can go back here after a few weeks.Find a place to stay until then.Family or friends maybe”
He turned around mid-sentence making it a bit harder for you to get everything.Bucky walked a few steps to a little wooden shack.
You winced as you saw him break the window with his left hand,reaching through it.
With raised eyebrows you watched him as he pulled a bag through the now shattered window.
“We could need this.”
You glanced into the bag,a flashlight,batteries,a small cable and a knife.
He threw the bag over his right shoulder before returning to you again.Waiting.
With a gulp you nodded at him,motioning with your hand that he should go ahead.

Bucky immediately turned away and started walking down the little path.
You stared at his back while walking,not sure what to do.Why would they do that?Just kill you?
Was he an important person?Did he have some business going on with the wrong people?
Well,he didn’t look like someone who would do that,but-
Suddenly,a thought hit you.

What if he was the dangerous one?
You ran with him without a second thought,trusting him when he told you that he wanted to help.Maybe the people he tried to keep you away from,would help you…
But what if he was saying the truth..?He had no reason to lie,did he?
A heavy sigh was the only thing that was heard from you for a long time.
The light rain still fell from the sky,making you look up.You stopped and just looked at the sark sky for a bit.
The raindrops fell on your cheeks,running down your neck.
A gust of wind made you turn your head away as it got uncomfortable and you looked back at Bucky,who was now looking at you.
“We don’t have much time.”
With a slow nod you started walking again,right after Bucky.

“Who are you?”You asked as you got a bit closer to him again.You could hear him sigh,but the only answer you got was a quiet:

“Maybe I will tell you another time..”

What had you gotten yourself into?

As you were quietly thinking about what is happening right now,and making up hollywood worthy scenarios,Bucky kept looking around.
If they would walk this way until they could see the street,there should be a way that would lead into the woods.
From there you could get out of this town.
The gravel under your feet was getting wetter and wetter with every passing minute.Here and there you could see small puddles.
You looked around as you heard someone yell.But your panic soon went away as you heard a laugh and a few voices talking.
No murder.
While you were still looking to your right,Bucky stopped in his tracks,making you run into his back.
Trying to maintain your balance you stumbled a step to the right,and finally stopped too.

Bucky was staring ahead,squinting his eyes a bit.After looking at his face,you tried to follow his gaze,but there was nothing,just a bunch of trees.
“There are people.7 People.4 of them have guns the rest seems to be unarmed…”
Not able to say a coherent sentence,you tensed up and blurted out what should be a sentence.
“Wha-Where? How-Rea-?!”
“Keep walking until I tell you to run.If I say run,you run into the field and duck.Get to the bridge.”
Bucky started walking again,still following the gravel path.You looked around,trying to find the bridge he was talking about.
After a few seconds you saw it.A green bridge that goes over an old ship canal.It was to your left,behind a big field of corn.
The lump in your throat got bigger with every step you took.
You stuffed your hands into your pocket,trying to keep calm and trying to ignore the cold sweat on your back.

A few seconds passed and you glanced at the bridge after every step you took,somehow scared it would just disappear.
“[y/n],"You could hear Buckys voice,and gulped down your last bit of fear,preparing to run until your lungs would collapse.

[And~That is part two! I hope you guys like it c:] 

Imagine meeting Jared at a wedding

I sit around, watching as everyone gets closer to the center stage. I should be excited, my sister’s best friend is getting married and I was able to position myself as a bridesmaid, but everything feels dull after having dealt with a fail marriage yourself. I look at my hand, inspecting the place where my ring used to be, missing the weight of it.

My eyes move to observe the place, the fairy lights hanging everywhere, the tables ready to be occupied by the guests. The music starts, and I return my gaze to my hand, feeling sorry for the bitter person I became after being dumped by my husband.

“So, you don’t like dancing either?”

I turn my head to my side, observing the man sitting next to me. Brandon’s best man looks at me with a casual smile on his face.

“I don’t like weddings” I say, even though it is not entirely true.

“Oh…” Is the only thing he says before turning his gaze to the people cheering at the newlyweds, “I can understand it; I mean, this can be really overwhelming”

“There’s too many people”

“Too many happy people” He laughs, I allow myself to smile at his comment, “I’m Jared”


“I know” He smiles, “I asked Brandon, he said you wouldn’t want to talk to me”

“I’m not in the mood for weddings” I shrug, “So, best man?”

Jared looks at his tuxedo before returning his eyes to mine. The smile does not leave his lips, even when the only thing he can find in mine is a serious expression.

“Yeah, been best friends with Brandon for years, he didn’t even have to ask me, I already knew. The same happened to you?”

“Not really” I mutter, noticing all the people starting to move from the waltz.

“Come on, we are in the same table”

Jared gets up from his seat, showing me where our table is located. I follow him, asking myself a bit late why he asked Brandon about me. We arrive to a table occupied by all the bridesmaids and the other groomsmen. I check my name in one of the seats, Jared doing the same on the other side of the table. When he finds his name, noticing he’s located on the other side of the table, takes a look at the empty seat by my side. Empty, but not for long. A man sits by my side, and I receive a kind smile from his behalf.

“Hey, Shannon!”

I lift my head, looking at Jared talking to the man by my side. They both share a look, and without saying a word, they swap seats.

I look at Jared, sitting by my side now, “What are you doing?” I ask him, confused.

“I don’t know” He shrugs, with a smile.

My sister, who just notices what is going on, gives me an interested look. I just roll my eyes at my little sister.

We don’t talk for the first part of the course. We spend the appetizer in silence, but once the soup arrives, he starts sharing comments with the rest of the people in our table. I can see him smile and laugh with the rest, but I’m too deep in my bubble to participate.

When I hear my name, we are already receiving our entrées. Everyone is looking at me, especially Jared by my side.

“What?” I ask them, startled by their gazes.

“We are talking about London” My sister informs me, a reassuring smile on her lips, “The guys want to know about it”

“How long did you live there?” The man, Shannon I think, asks me.

“Oh, five years” I answer, not really wanting to get into too much detail.

“Must have been fun” Another one says, why is there so many people I don’t know in this goddamn table?

“I guess, I didn’t go out that much” I say, after finishing my glass of wine, “Once you get used to it, is just another city”

Some of the other bridesmaids look at me like I’m crazy, just by the fact of saying that London is ‘just another city’. I shrug it off and continue with my meal now that I’m not in the spotlight.

“You are doing great” My sister whispers in my ear.

The meal is over, and everybody is walking to the dancefloor. Anne stops by my side for a few seconds to congratulate me for something that shouldn’t be celebrated. But I guess that if you are in your 20’s, with the whole world at your feet, your big sis’ problems seem too far from your own world.

“You want to dance?” She asks me, holding my wrist, “We could put everyone to shame on that dancefloor”

“The bar is waiting for me” I mutter, with a shy smile, “Go have fun, I’ll try to do the same”

She looks at me reluctantly, but leaves me alone.

Alone, at last.

I walk toward the bar, giving the barman a pleasing smile.

“What’ll do?” He asks.

“Let’s start soft”

He nods and starts preparing me a Cosmo. I wait for my drink, looking around, seeing the people enjoying the celebration. I feel like such a killjoy, but being here brings memories from my own wedding, happy memories that clove to my heart like nails in a chalkboard.

“There you are”

I turn around, meeting my eyes with Jared’s.

“I’ve been looking for you” He says, sitting by my side, again, “Too many people, too many unnecessary encounters”

“Some ex girlfriend that you are trying to avoid?” I ask, noticing how a smile escapes my lips.

“Yeah, and some that didn’t got to get the title and want to now” He laughs, “What are you drinking? I want one”

The barman hands me my drink and starts preparing one for Jared.

“Are you sure you want to stay with me? I’m pretty sure you would have much more fun with those pleading girls”

“You are in a party pooper mood tonight?” He asks, receiving his drink.

“Maybe” I mutter, “Well, definitely, why?”

“Because I need someone like you tonight”

I notice how both of my eyebrows raise at this comment, and I find myself speechless. How are you supposed to respond to something like that? Especially when the person saying it is actually really handsome and you are in the middle of a divorce. Jared plays with his hair for a second, waiting for me to say something, but I can only focus and how invested he looks. He really wants to spend his time with me, and I’m in no position to say no.

“When I asked you about the whole bridesmaid thing earlier, you were really vagued with your answer”

“There’s not much to say” I shrug, but he seems even more interested in the topic.

“Baelyn just asked you?”

“Yeah, I mean, it wasn’t even sure that I was going to be here, I arrived last night”

“Right, you were in London” He mutters, handing his empty glass to the barman, “You want another?”


I must be the most boring person in the whole party right now, but he keeps looking at me with interest.

“That dress looks really pretty on you”

“Oh, thanks” I stutter, looking at the tight dress.

We stay quiet for a couple of minutes, but I can notice how his eyes watch me from time to time. I feel uncomfortable at first, but I start to get used to his presence once the empty glasses start accumulating by our side

His comment about how pretty I look shocks me. I know I’m not unpleasant to the eye, but my confidence is so low lately, that I find it hard to believe any good comments about my appearance. My friends and family are always stating how pretty, or happy I am, even though I look like a hurricane throwed up on me. I don’t believe them, but I believe Jared, who keeps playing with his long hair, offering me honest smiles.

“Let’s play something” He says, “We’ll take turns to say an statement, and if we feel identified, we’ll take a shot”

“You want to get me drunk?” I ask, laughing for the first time in the evening.

“Well, you look like you could use a bit of alcohol, and I can’t say no to a few shots”

“So, ‘Never have I ever’, but with tequila shots?”

“Yeah, fun, isn’t it?”

We lay a row of tequila shots in front of us. I know this is probably a bad idea, but my brain’s in “party mood” and wants some alcohol. Jared volunteers to start with the game, and we turn on our seats to face each other.

“Never have I ever flirted my way out of a speeding ticket” I watch him take a shot, impressed by his confession.

“Oh, my God” I mutter, he laughs, leaving the shot glass aside, “It worked?”

“Nah” He laughs again, “She was a really professional officer, but she kinda wanted to spare me, I could sense it”

Ok, this as starting to get fun.

“Your turn” He announces.

I get comfortable in my sit, thinking about something to say. I used to play this game when I was younger; my friends always picked the dirtiest things to say, but I just couldn’t remember any. I decided to start slow, leaving it for the alcohol to make my memories come back.

“Never have I ever gone commando”

We both take a shot, laughing while putting the glasses aside. He definitely looks like the type of person who would go commando everywhere. Even now.

“That was an easy one” He grins, lifting his head in confidence, “Never have I ever called someone else’s name while hooking up”

I stare as he takes a shot, and then another. When he notices my confused expression, he clarifies.

“It’s happened more than once”

“Come on, how can you do that?” He shrugs, handing me a shot, “I haven’t done it”

“I can see, but at this rate, you’ll have to take me to the hospital before you get a tiny bit drunk. Drink”

I drink, thinking about a new statement.

“Never have I ever…” I start, but stop still thinking about it, “Never have I ever send a dirty text to the wrong person”

This time, I’m the only one who drinks. Jared laughs at me, and I end up laughing with him.

“Tell me about it” He asks.

“It was a boring day at work and I needed some entertainment. Luckily, I sent it to my sister and not my parents… or my boss”

“It was too dirty?”

“Not much, just starting”

“You have to be careful with those things” He suggests, making the barman refill our glasses, “I would literally die if I end up sending one to my mother”

“My sister almost died, it’s not only your parents that you have to be careful”

We continue with the game for what it feels like hours. I learn that Jared has played strip poker and lose just for the pleasure of showing off; lied about his age; sing on the street to gain a few coins (while drunk), among other things. He has learned that I have never kissed someone on the first date; that I dance and sing in the shower; also, about one time that I lied about being someone’s relative just to get in a party, and so, so on.

The more we drink, the dirtier the statements. Jared starts asking about sexual experiences, and I do it too. We are laughing in our own bubble, while everybody else is enjoying the party at their own pace.

“Never have I ever been with someone who was in a relationship”

Jared doesn’t drink, and I stare at him, processing the words.

“Can you excuse me for a second?”

I stand from my seat, starting walk toward the bathroom. The statement keeps spinning around in my head, making me feel dizzy. By the time I reach the bathroom, i run to one of the stalls. I feel the tears coming out, running over my cheeks, ruining my make up. But I can’t stop.

‘Been with someone who was in a relationship’

I have never done it, and after experiencing being the affected part of that statement, I was more than sure that I would never, ever, do it.

The minutes pass, and I find myself able to get out of the stall. My face does not look that damage by the tears, and I take my time to fix my make up in front of the mirror.

When I come out of the bathroom, someone holds my wrist to stop me. I turn around to see Jared pulling me toward him.

“Are you okay?” He asks, biting his bottom lip.

He looks really worried, and by the time I shake my head no, he lets go of my wrist.

“I’m really sorry, I shouldn’t have said that” He apologizes, burying his face on his hands, ‘You want to talk about it?”

“Not really” I whisper, “But I would really want to dance now”

Jared takes his hands from his face, noticing a shy smile forming on my lips.

“I can help you with that”

His hand holds mine, starting to pull me towards the dancefloor. The music is soft, and the people start holding their partners really close. Jared puts both hands on my waist, and I raise mine to cross them on his nape. We move slowly, following the rhythm of the music with our drunken bodies.

“I have never been in a long relationship” He mutters.

“Lucky you” I laugh, resting my head on his shoulder, “I have never been in a short one”

“Lucky you” He mimics my words, “I have never been in love”

“I have” Is the only thing I say, feeling the tight nod on my chest, announcing future tears if I don’t change the subject quickly, “I have never been at the beach at dawn”

“It is so… beautiful” He whispers in my ear, “I can take you there, you should watch it, it is one of the most amazing things ever”

“I would love that” I say, feeling quick shivers down my spine, “Your turn”

“I have never… I have never feel this comfortable with someone”

I stop moving as I hear his words. Jared stops too, pulling away to look at my face. A small grin appears on his face, and I’m not sure if he’s being serious, or the alcohol is starting to speak for him.

“I have never feel attracted to someone this quickly” He continues, “I have never wanted to kiss someone as much as I want to kiss you”

I wet my lips, feeling his words all over my body, sending new shivers over my spine. I fold my arms over my chest, trying not to show how his words are affecting me.

“I have never… ever been with someone as beautiful as you, someone who doesn’t even know how amazing she is” He gets closer to me again, putting his hands on my arms, “And I have never wanted to tell someone as much as I want to tell you, how unbelievably amazing she is”

A part of me wants him to kiss me, another one wants to run away from this man who has known me for just a couple of hours and is already putting the world at my feet. I decide to stay, feeling his hands caress my arms, seeing how his lips reach for my ear.

“I really want to show you that dawn” He whispers, “It would be alright if I take you?”

I nod, receiving his hug as a gift.

“And I really want to see it”

His arms hold me against him, and I can’t believe how desperate he is, like he wants me even closer, but he isn’t able to accomplish it. I do the same, crossing my arms on his nape once again, pulling him toward me.

“I have never wanted someone as much as I want you right now”.


Heyyy, Chisp here! I just wanted to put up a little test/preview of what I’ve been working on for the past little while. I’m no professional, I’m just a student with some free time, but I’m planning to animate the ENTIRE Sans fight, as accurate to the game as possible, and get someone to dub it, if I can. I’m super excited to make it and I hope lots of people will see it and like it. ^.^ This is a rough test, it’s really just me playing with keyframes and poses and stuff. It’s gonna be pretty awesome! I’ll keep updating on how it’s going c:

(the much requested) Part FIVE!!!

(Part one) (Part two) (Part three) (Part four

“Harry!” You exclaimed as Harry threw another chip at you. 

“Yes, kitten?” 

“Stop that!” You picked up the chip on you lap and tossed it back at him. He squealed as it hit him in the forehead. You giggled and took another bite of your salad. God, you loved salad. 

“You and your healthy food.” Harry scoffed, rolling his eyes and shoving a chip in his mouth. You offered a piece of lettuce to him and he pretended to gag. 

“How’s London treating you?” Harry asked. 

“It’s okay. My mum keeps pestering me to get a job, but no one’s hiring.” You sighed. “I moved three months ago to a smaller flat and I had to get a room mate. She’s the worst.” You leaned your head into the palm of your hand. “I was getting so tired of everything there, that’s one of the reasons I wanted to come down here.” 

“Well your trip isn’t officially ruined. You still have a week left!” Harry exclaimed.

“It’s pretty ruined.”

“Okay. This is going to sound really bad. I kind of knew Niall was doing stuff with someone?” Harry said quietly. 

“You what?” 

“He said, ‘and don’t come up to my room later, I have a visitor coming.’ and winked, I thought he meant you, to be honest, but I feel so stupid for not telling you and I feel so bad.” Harry said quickly. You closed your eyes and set down your fork. “Kitten?” Harry’s voice was gentle. 

“Yeah, Haz?” Yours shook. 

“I’m so sorry.” He stood up and moved around the table, and pulled you into his arms. You let the tears flow freely, and they shook your entire body, Harry’s too. 

“I can’t- ever- trust- him- again!” You exclaimed between sobs. Harry rubbed your back and whispered things in your ear. Paps started to show up at the restaurant, so Harry payed the bill and the two of you left quickly. He drove and you lay in the back seat, your tears all dried up. 

“Kitten,” Harry called from the front seat. 

“Harry.” You whispered. 

“Do you want to go see Louis and Liam?” 


“Okay, we’re almost there.” 


Ten minutes later, Louis led you into the hotel. You passed Niall on the way out. You started crying again. Louis had to grab your arm to keep you from running to him. 

Niall and Harry arrived at the hotel three hours later. You were asleep in Liam’s lap and a rerun of ‘Friends’ was playing on the telly. You woke up when the door closed behind them. You opened your eyes to see Niall stumble into his bedroom (you three were in his room). You swung your legs off of Louis’ lap and followed him into the room. He was face down on his bed, crying just a bit.

“Harry, go away.” He mumbled into the sheets.

“S’not Harry.” You replied. He sat up quickly. You walked around the bed and sat in front of him. “I love you.” You told him. His eyes got brighter. 

“I love you too. “

There was no way to explain how crazy this day was, but now all you wanted to know is you didn’t want to be apart from Niall right now.  His arms wrapped around you, and he sang If I Could Fly quietly into your ear as you drifted off into a dreamless sleep. 

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summary: Felicity Smoak is the daughter of a powerful and dangerous mob boss. Oliver Queen, who had been an associate until recently being promoted to bodyguard, was given the job of protecting Felicity. Neither of them are very happy about the arrangement. 
chapters: prologue 
a/n: i’ve had this idea in my head forever so..

Oliver didn’t know if this was a good idea, but when the head of the Russian mob asks you to do something you don’t really have a choice.

He was a simple Shestyorka, an associate or errand boy, so getting called into the boss’ office was a little out of the ordinary. It became even more strange when he was taken to a large building. No signs. No windows. It was unusually frightening for someone who didn’t get freaked out by much. He knew it wasn’t the headquarters or base of operations; he had been there before. Only for a few minutes at a time to get his next job, but he knew the seemingly abandoned warehouse well. This place, though, was new to him.

He had met the head of the Bratva previously; the day he was inducted into the organization. Since then he had attempted to stay under the radar. There was no need to bring extra attention to himself. Apparently he had failed.

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man i can’t believe it’s christmas day !!! (art credit)

i’ve made this blog back in august, dying from the heat and now it’s cold and christmassy and !!! goD i didn’t think a fandom would have pulled me in so much and made me stay this long and still enjoy being here and writing and bringing forth a portrayal of someone so hecking complex like hanzo?? but gosh, during these few months i’ve met so many wonderful people who stuck with me (still do) and i’m so so so so grateful i ??? needed to write out a quick thank you for everyone bc … yessss

this is gonna get very gushy so i apologize but hey, it’s christmas, everyone deserves a little bit of niceness, so i will gush and u guys will take it, yes? yes. consider it a bias list of sorts? but i’ll write out a lil’ thank you for the special peeps in my life, bc it’s long overdue heh so let’s

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A/N: Hi. As promised, here’s chapter 3. This is a work of fiction and all names here are products of my imagination. Previous parts can be found here and here. It’s a bit longer than usual but I hope you like it!


the_laurax69 is online.
pippilawrence08 is online.

pippilawrence08: hey laura
Sent at 11:07 pm on Wednesday

the_laurax69: well hello there my dear patient. how can i be of service to you at this very late hour?

pippilawrence08: ha ha very funny

pippilawrence08: but the patient thing, not true

the_laurax69: uh huh yes it is

pippilawrence08: no it’s not

the_laurax69: oh please! you messaged me because you have a problem and you need my advice

pippilawrence08: oh please! am i not allowed to say hi to my best friend?

pippilawrence08: and no i don’t have a problem

the_laurax69: haha yes you do

the_laurax69: i knew it the moment your name popped on my screen shining like a giant SOS in the sky

pippilawrence08: keep talkin rihanna keep talkin

the_laurax69: admit it jen. you have a problem

the_laurax69: a JOSH problem

the_laurax69: and as usual, you don’t know what to do
Sent at 11:10 pm on Wednesday

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Hi guys so I have been meaning to do this for a while now but just haven’t gotten around to it. But here, I finally present you with my second follow forever! I just reached 700 followers, plus it’s the holiday season so I figured it was the perfect time to get this done. I just want to say thank you, especially considering I haven’t been the most active on here as of late. You are all amazing, and I want to kiss all of your cute little faces. Also, I apologize if there are any duplicates and for the shitty graphic bc i suck. Please forgive me :~))


These are some of the amazing people I follow. You guys make my dash amazing, and are always brightening up my day. If you’re on here ((or if i’m following you at all really)) then I probably low key stalk you and would love to talk, or get closer if we’ve spoken before. I’d basically love to be close pals with all you beautiful people, because you’re all amazing and I am so not worthy omfg. Also check out my blog roll right here bc they are all babes.

malikrpt genofrps jennaof1x1, theyeroleplays, killinemkilam, malikofrp, lostboyrpsshayofrp tiffanyassistsharrehspeaks, falaheerpsmalikmanips, benzofrps, moretzofrps, chromaggias, dxvinwrites, allieofrph, malikswrites, finessemas, piperrph, ella1x1, tayrph, confusedsongbird, calvincandierps, leiarph, hollndposey, mouserps, shanrp, lirry1x1, shannon1x1, lameofrp, perkyrph, narniawrites, siobhanrps, calpal1x1s, connorvvallsh, idiotarps, micheleofrp, breeerps, scarvesandcoffeesrps, 1x1ofrp, lin-alin, ashtonirwinrps, freyaassists, devarps, devofrps, sophrph, christmasrpt, zelleofrpswiftroleplays, uhrps, writingmalik, floralrph, marzofrps, markyrph, masondyerps, tcmlinsvn, buttrps, lettyrps, irwinof1x1, harryofrph, malfoywrites, htalks, neverlandofrph, akrps, louisassists, jellyfishofrp, ashtonirwinrps, cabeyo1x1, cocoofrps, koalofrp, palsofrp, robinassists, maggotrps, liam-rps, harryofrps, niall1x1s, niallrpt, zoeyrphkelofrp, stylz1x1, tommoassists, evasionism, rpsash, saraof1x1, lexaofrp, bofrps, hanniballs, alexassists, everrps, whitneyrps, volkrps, jfcirwin, niallwhoranrps, barbaraofrps, septemberofrp, viberps, caithelps, abbeyofrp, jackie1x1, caliwrites, drflukeofrp, drunksantawrites, dumbrps, texanrps, dobrien1x1s, sheerun, darlingwendyrps, niallrps, penrps, farorerps, daws1x1babyspiceofrph, melofrps, addyrps, beckyrph, hime1x1.


I am including all the little letters written to my 4 baes (adrian, roza, jessie, and christopher) under a cut because I wrote way too much and I don’t want to be /that person/ on the dash. But basically, these people are amazing, beautiful, funny, and have all made an impact on my life. You guys are such great people and I am very thankful to have you in my life.

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