stop smiling it makes my heart ache**

K A I R O S | 04 | (M)

 /ˈkīräs/

(n.) the perfect, delicate, crucial moment; the fleeting rightness of time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement

An arranged marriage AU.

Paring: OT7.
Genre: fluff, angst, a lot of suggestive parts and eventual smut.
Waring: Mature content
Word count: 6.7k
Author’s note: Tell me what yall think!! I’d love to know what’s going on in your minds guys.

Parts: | 1 | 2 | 3 …

“But mom, I’m not going to live with a bunch of strangers-!”

“I had the maids pack your things last night, your bags are outside.”

//

Cliche is underrated.

Especially when you just got kicked out of your own house by your ever so loving parents to stay with seven boys you’ve only heard notorious things about.

Oh, and you’re supposed to pick one to marry by the end of next month.

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Sometimes, I think a little heartbreak is good for people.
Before you stop reading, and curse me for thinking the ache you feel in your bones Is a good thing, hear me out.
A boy called Daniel broke my heart when I was 19, I think we all have a Daniel, you’re probably thinking of him (or her) right now.
Imagining their eyes, smile, the way they called your name, and the way only their arm’s made you feel safe.
If you weren’t already thinking of them, you probably are now - Sorry.
When he broke my heart I honestly didn’t know how to go on.
I’d spent so much of my time making sure I was perfect for him, I lost who I was.
I forgot.
I forgot that I love walking in the rain listening to 90’s jazz music.
I forgot that I loved scaring myself with murder mystery documentaries on a Friday night, and being so terrified that I fell asleep on my couch.
Forgot that I love ice push pops in the summer heat and cinnamon hot cocoa in the winter.
Being honest, I never liked that skin tight black dress that you always use to ask me to wear.
The French braid I had always wore was undone and left as waist length waves that you called pretty but I found annoying.
Every Sunday morning you’d make me black coffee in bed, but I hate my coffee black.
I like it with way too much milk and so much sugar that it doesn’t all dissolve, it sits at the bottom of the mug until at the very last sip, you mouth is completely filled with sugar – I forgot how happy that made me.
I don’t like that I changed myself so much to make you love me.
Mostly though, I don’t like the fact that until now I hadn’t even realised that I’d changed.
I didn’t realise that I’d replaced my Friday night murder documentaries with meeting up with you friends at the bar.
I didn’t see that I chose that awfully tight black dress simply to make you happy, and I forgot about my favourite sunshine yellow dress, that made its way to the back of my closet.
When you left, my heart broke into a million pieces, but whilst I was on the floor trying to put them back together again, I put my hair into a French braid to get it out of my face, and I remembered how much I use to love wearing it like that.
I made a cinnamon hot cocoa and fell asleep on the couch after scaring myself with a murder documentary.
I woke up and made myself a milky coffee with way too much sugar, and with the last sugary sip I smiled so wide that for a moment I forgot all about you.
I dug out my old yellow sundress from the back of my closet and took a walk in the rain whilst listening to my 90s jazz.
I passed the mirror in the hallway when I came home.
I was soaked through, my yellow sundress stuck to me and my braid dripped with water, making a puddle next to my feet, but I was grinning at my reflection.
The biggest smile I’d worn in a very long time.
In that moment I realised how much I had changed to make Daniel love me.
It’s not his fault, he never asked me to change for him.
I know now that I’m not the girl for him.
I hoped that if I morphed myself into something I knew he wanted, that I could slowly become it.
Making him fall in love with me was what I had wanted, but It slowly made me fall out of love with myself.
As I stood there in my hallway dripping wet, jazz music blaring and a bright yellow sundress clung to my body, I realised all I want from now on is to love myself.
So, Daniel, I am so sorry.
I’m sorry that you thought you’d found the one when I told you I liked my coffee black.
I’m sorry I put on that black dress every time you asked, because with every time I resented you more.
I never liked spending Friday nights watching you and your friends drink until I felt uncomfortable being around you all in nothing but a tight black dress.
None of that was who I am.
I hope that one day you find a girl who is everything I pretended to be.
I hope I find someone who makes me feel the way I wished you could of.
Until then though, I’ll dance in the rain wearing yellow sundresses listening to jazz and then I’ll drink cinnamon hot cocoas until I’m warmed through.
Thank you
For making me pick up the pieces of my heart.
For reminding me who I am and what I love.
Thank You for breaking my heart.
Love from the girl who changed herself for you.
—  L.S.
Jeff Atkins Imagine (request2)

ahhhgggg, this was extremely difficult to write but I hope it’s good!

AU where Jeff didn’t die in the crash and Clay stayed with Hannah

WARNING: i’m pretty sure all of my imagines are going to mention weed in them

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“He doesn’t remember your relationship with him.” 

Those words were like an atomic bomb to you. In all of your years of life, it never crossed your mind that something this tragic would happen to you. No one expects it, you guessed. No one knew that your boyfriend of six months would get in a car crash and lose all of his memories of your relationship. Sometimes you blamed yourself. Why did you let him go on that beer run? Why didn’t you keep him at the party? Why did you let him leave drunk?

It could have been worse, you concluded. Jeff could have died, but it felt as if he did. And at first you had been in denial. You pushed passed persisting nurses and held is hand as he slept, but when he would wake up he would always just smile and say “Hi Y/N? Did you make cheerleader?”

So you stopped seeing him, because the first thing you told him on the first day of school was that you hoped that you would make cheerleader. That’s where his memory ended. He didn’t remember that the years of friendship had slowly begun to knit into something more, he didn’t know the intricate stitches of your shared secrets and nights on the roof of his car. But you could never forget because you loved him too much. Maybe that love is what sparked the hope in you, the hope that maybe in some way you could make him remember. 

It had been two weeks after the accident, fourteen days of crying yourself to sleep and finding comfort in the bottom of red solo cups and rolled joints of cannabis. A Monday to be precise, when Jeff returned to school. You were dressed your best and had your makeup done after hours of being in front of a mirror, as if you were barely meeting him for the first time. When he walked in people crowded around his figure, giving him pats on the back and passing their condolences for his lost memory.

“No, it’s cool guys! Obviously nothing worth remembering happened during that time.” He replied with a laugh, oblivious with his giant forehead scar.

People turned in your direction, where you stood at the edge of the crowd, trying your best to hold back tears. Part of you was traumatized because you were thinking of what would have happened if you had truly lost Jeff in the accident, but you couldn’t even gain comfort from him because he didn’t remember that just those months ago you had shared your first kiss together.

People dissipated like ants, scattering away while staring at you. You knew some of them were scared to make you cry, because it had happened in the last week while you were at a basketball game. The others simply didn’t care so they stayed. The majority of them were the jocks like Monty, Zach, Justin, and Bryce. 

“That’s got to burn,” Monty made a face while walking over to you. He placed his arm around you while you stared at Jeff laugh with his friends. “You know, Y/N, I’m all free, and since our little Jeffrey over there doesn’t remember a thing about your ‘relationship’ with him, it would be better if you just acted like it never even happened. You can’t get him to fall in love with again.”

You made a noise of irritation and sadness before turning around under 
Monty’s arm and pushing his chest. “Shut the fuck up, Montgomery! Fucking fascist asshole!” 

You took his arm from your shoulders and turned on your heel, storming to the red room, where you knew you would calm down. Pictures were a great hobby of yours, and it mean usually that you had to spend time with Tyler the school ‘creep’ but you didn’t mind very much. 

“Bro, what’s her problem?” Bryce asked as you stormed way, Monty shrugging his shoulders like it didn’t hurt his feelings. 

“She’s probably still pissed off because I didn’t go all the way with her Saturday at your get together. She was stoned as fuck.” The guys all laughed except for Jeff as they started to head in the other direction, talking about that night. 

It was partially true, you had made out with Monty at Bryce’s party two days ago, but you had been desperate, stoned, and drunk and in desperate need of some relief. You were stressed out and depressed, what else were you supposed to do? Find help? Shrinks were a joke in this town, you would be laughed at. He was twisting the whole story, you were the one who would not mess with him, though. 

“You coming, Atkins?” Justin asked when they were a little ways away, his eyebrows raised. All the guys looked to see that Jeff was shaking his head and scratching his head. 

“I feel like I should go after her. I mean we are really close, right?” Jeff asked them, adjusting his backpack.

“Very close,” Justin smirked. 

“What?” Jeff asked, knowing that he was missing something. 

Zach reached over and smacked Justin, a look of pity coming over his handsome face. “It’s not about if you should or not, it’s if you want to go after her, man. It’s only if you want to see if she’s okay.” 

Jeff stood there for a second as Zach watched expectantly, his fingers crossed. The other jocks rolled their eyes and took off. Jeff turned back to Zach and pointed to the way you had ran off to. 

“I want to go after her, I don’t know why.” He said with his eyebrows furrowed. 

Zach grinned and pointed to the hall as well. “You don’t need a reason. Just go.” 


You placed the picture you had just developed on the clothespin line and hung it, a picture of you and Jeff at the beach, the both of you wrapped in each other while making panicked faces and pointing at a crab. It made you smile but you heart ache, and Tyler, who was standing next to you sighed and placed a hand on your shoulder. 

“I’m sorry.” He breathed he looked down at his camera and ran his hand behind his neck. 

“Stop apologizing!” You snapped, wiping a tear from under your eye. “I’m so tired of it. I know it’s tragic and I know it’s sad and pitiful, but don’t pity me. It’s all my fault anyways. If I would not have let Jeff leave that party for that stupid beer run he would still remember us. The things we shared with each other, the kisses, the love. He would remember that he loves– loved me and he would be in here right now making out with me and telling me I’m beautiful. But instead this happened. HE DOESN’T REMEMBER, Tyler! He just thinks we’re friends, and he just thinks that even his name means nothing to me. But Jeff Atkins means everything to me.” 

Tyler put his camera down, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. You hugged him back, ignoring the small line of yellow light on the floor as you squeezed your eyes shut and cried into Tyler’s shoulder. 

“Monty was right, I can’t make him fall in love with me again.” You sighed when you were calm, simply resting your head on Tyler’s shoulder. He had been patting your back but at your words he shot back and grabbed your shoulders. 

“Y/N, are you kidding me? You and Jeff were relationship goals. I loved taking pictures of y’all and if I know one thing in this world is that you never truly forget a love like that.” 

You looked into Tyler’s eyes to see that he was excited. You slowly began to get a feeling in the pit of your stomach. Maybe you could help him remember…or if that was impossible, maybe you could make him fall in love with you again. 

“How do we do that, Tyler?” You asked, a smile growing on your lips. 

“Easy! First, we make a plan. Do you remember the things that led your relationship to grow into more than friendship?” He asked, running around the room for a pen. 

You sighed and looked back at the picture, your mind spinning into a fine silk of memories. “Every second with detail.” 

“Perfect.” 

~

The plan wasn’t easy, but one step at a time you seemed to get closer to Jeff, slowly feel a lot better about him falling back in love with you.

Step 1: Pull an all nighter with Jeff at the neighbors pool without getting caught (x) This is where you and Jeff first shared your deepest thoughts and even though you already knew what he had to say you still listened with your utmost interest and attention.

Step 2: Convince Jeff to let you do his makeup (x) this is where Jeff started to notice your beauty, or so he told you, when you were makeup less and your eyebrows were furrowed in concentration as you ‘carved out’ his eyebrows. This time Jeff was a little more compliant, pointing out colored eye shadows he wanted you to use and getting closer when you were contouring his nose (not that he needed it). 

Step 3: Have a Star Wars movie marathon (x) this is where you started to show Jeff the nerdy side in you, and you figured out he had one of his own. This is where you two first cuddled, and where you finally realized you didn’t want to spend those long hours with anyone else. This time Jeff was quiet and didn’t ask much questions about what was going on, but you did catch him staring at you a few times. Eventually you both fell asleep on each other during the last scene of the empire strikes back, which was a shorter time span than you had thought you would last. 

Step 4: Go on a mini adventure to all of the museums he loved (because, once again, that hidden nerdy side); this is where Jeff realized that you were really funny, as you kept cracking history jokes and just jokes in general. This time he told you jokes and you had a joke war, eventually getting lunch together and sharing a milkshake (cheesy, but Jeff had suggested it). (x)

Step 5: Party hard, smoke a joint together, and share your first kiss. (o) That’s where you both told each other how you felt, where you had engaged in a drunken make out session with Montgomery and he had gotten extremely jealous and nearly beat his ass for it. When you were sober he had taken you to the porch and watched you sip a cup of water before spilling his feelings out. This was the one step you were going to have the most trouble reenacting. 

Good thing in this town, there was never a weekend that someone was not throwing a party. This time it was Zach Dempsey, because his family was out of town for a family reunion and he had faked sick, so he had his whole giant house to himself. The thing was that you were extremely nervous, and the only person that had been of help lately was Tyler, who had wholeheartedly given his all trying to help you with the plan was not invited to this party. 

You were currently at your house while he sat on the floor sifting through photos of you and Jeff. “Who took these? They’re amazing.” 

“My cousin, Angela. I think you would like her. She’s a fanatic for photography.” You giggled, putting a blouse across your body. You shook your head and threw it into a rising pile. “Ugh, I have absolutely nothing to wear.” 

Tyler stopped looking at the photos and got up, shaking his jacket. “What do you mean? You have a million clothes…” You made a face at him. “Why don’t you just wear what you wore during step five the first time?” 

You turned back to the closet and pushed the remaining clothes aside, spotting the striped t-shirt dress immediately. You reached over and pulled it out, letting the smooth material run through your fingers, memories flashing. There was the click of a flash and you turned slightly, to see that Tyler was looking at his camera. He walked over and showed you the screen. 

“Look how much emotion is running through your eyes… you’re ready for this.” He said, patting your back as you looked down at the picture. 

“I am.” 

~

You flattened the dress on your body when you got out of your car, your hands slightly damp with sweat.  You had paired the dress with a pair of flats, but this time you curled your hair and put it in two buns.Your makeup was done unlike that night and you were more nervous, that was for sure. 

You finally pushed yourself to walk to Zach’s house; the music was already playing, vibrating your teeth and the smell of sweat and weed was so strong you needed to stop and take a breath. Of course it was a party after all. You made it to the front door after what felt like ages, and you took a deep breath. 

“YN!” Someone yelled behind you, and you groaned. It was Clay Jensen and he was walking to the house as well with Hannah Baker. 

You had been avoiding Clay like the plague, because he was a good friend of yours, but ever since that party where you and Jeff convinced him to stay with Hannah you couldn’t face him. You knew he was all about pity. 

“Can’t talk, Jensen!” You yelled, running into the house and immediately going towards where you knew Jeff and the others were. 

Jeff was always a careful person at parties, never letting himself go and usually occupying himself with things other than the drugs and sex. You knew he was in Zach’s game room, and where Jeff was, his followers were as well. No one liked to admit it, but Jeff was the best and most liked of the whole group of jocks and he wasn’t really like them but he hung out with them anyways because Jeff never judged. 

“HEYY!” You yelled once you entered the game room, seeing that all of the guys and a few girls were crowded around the pool table. Everyone turned. “The life of the party is here.” 

The guys clapped, whooping when you did a turn in the air, bringing out your special bag of weed from your bag. They got louder when they saw it. You laughed and walked over to the table, taking off your purse and setting it aside while you looked them over. 

“Y/N, we were wondering if you were ever going to come.” Justin spoke, his hand not so discreetly laying on Jessica’s ass. 

You rolled your eyes. “Foley I’m a cheerleader, I’m literally nearly obliged to come.” 

You walked over and stood next to Jeff, who was smiling slightly as he looked you over. 

“Now that is not true.” Zach started, placing his arm around your shoulder. “You’re a party animal.” 

“You’re so right” You grinned, shaking the bag of cannabis. Zach gave you a high five and took it from your hands. 

“Who is ready to smoke a good one and get high?” Zach yelled out, raising his hands above his head. You cheered with the others and they all went to the couches at the far right of the room, talking loudly. 

Jeff stayed behind as you went to your purse and grabbed your cell phone. “Y/N?” He asked softly. 

You turned to him and a piece of hair fell into your eyes, while you dug through your purse for a lighter now. He got closer and your breath sped up while your heartbeat increased, but on the outside you stayed casual. He reached a hand forward and removed the hair from your eyesight. “You look beautiful tonight.” 

You could feel your heart swelling in your chest, like it was the first time he said it all over again, a smile creeping onto your face. You stood up straight, getting closer and patting his chest while leaning your head up. “Thank you, Jeff. You don’t look too bad yourself.” 

Jeff rolled his eyes as you pulled your head back. “You gonna have a little fun with us tonight?” You asked him, looking over at his cup and seeing only carbonated soda. 

Jeff sighed and shook his head. “I swore off everything when I got home from the hospital. I can’t let my senses become dull anymore, I can’t risk everything for a little high. My mom and dad were scared to death for me to come tonight. They shouldn’t be. So I’m not doing anything, Y/N. I’ll just watch and make sure you don’t do anything too stupid.” 

He chuckled slightly and then touched his arm, squeezing it reassuringly. “That’s good, Jeff. I don’t know what I would do if I lost you again.” 

You had said it without thinking and your eyes widened. He made a face of question but you quickly turned on your heel and sped to the group, squeezing yourself between Zach and Monty. Zach had already rolled one joint and yanked the lighter out of your hand, taking a big hit as he sparked the end of it. You took it from Zach and tried to one up him, smoke coming out of your nostrils as you did. The girls cheered and booed Zach for being beat by a girl. You handed it to Monty and he took it with a wink your way. You rolled your eyes and leaned your head back. The smoke drifted from between your lips and your nose, the feeling of it sending you to bliss. You looked up to see that Jeff was staring at you distantly, sipping his coke. You looked away quickly and distracted yourself with the others, suddenly forgetting about the plan.

When the joint was shriveling and Justin was rolling a second you had forgotten Jeff was there at all, and your legs was in Monty’s lap as he rubbed your thighs and you two laughed like nothing bad was happening. Like the rising anger that Jeff was trying to hold back. Because the plan had done it. When the others started on the second you grabbed the butt end of the old one and sucked in whatever was left, coughing and then grabbing Monty by the shoulders, bringing your mouth to his and blowing the smoke into his open mouth. He sucked it in them let it out, licking his lips and then catching your lips with his. 

“OK, that’s enough!” You heard someone say loudly, but you kept on, kissing Monty’s mouth with force. 

Then two arms were under your arms and you were being pulled away, both you and Monty protesting. You looked back and saw that it was Jeff, and the plan came to your mind again and you smiled lazily. He shook his head at you and then glared down at Monty. 

“Don’t touch her again. Or I’ll kick your teeth in.” 

The words echoed in your head and you bit your lip. He was being much more aggressive than what you expected. Especially with his words. Monty stood up like he was going to fight Jeff, a hurt look on his face but Zach placed an arm across his shoulders, pushing him back.

Jeff lifted you so you were standing straight and wrapped his hands around you elbow, dragging you through the house and to the front door. You two passed many people who looked like they wanted to ask questions, like Clay and Hannah but Jeff did not slow down in his angry march. 

“Jeff, what’s up?” You asked with a slight squeak to your voice. 

Jeff let you go when you two were on the foot of Zach’s porch, sitting down and then patting the spot next to you. You sat down as your heart beat faster with each second. This was starting to seem familiar, even with the clouds that were surrounding your mind. 

“I mean, listen, I have no control over what you do but I really don’t like seeing you getting stoned.” Jeff said, looking away from you. 

“Just getting stoned?” You asked while your hope started to deflate like a balloon.

“Not you just getting stoned.” He sighed, turning to face you formally. “I don’t like seeing you with Monty.” 

You scooted closer without thinking and placed your hand on his shoulder, tears coming to your eyes involuntarily. “Why, Jeff?” 

He pulled you closer and placed his forehead on yours, breathing you in. “Because I remember that I love you.”

Tears spilled out of your eyes and you pulled him into a long awaited kiss, your arms wrapping around his neck and his around your waist. The plan had worked and you had Jeff back, just like you wanted. 

~~
 This took forevverr and it had such a shitty ending but thank you anon for the request! I hope you like it. (NOT EDITED)

The 7th Wheel

(or in other words I gave up and wrote some langst. there’s some self-loathing, but nothing really worse than that, a bit of internalized biphobia)


It wasn’t as if he was unhappy. Not really. Sure, If he thinks of the blue expanse of ocean and its stinging salt air upon his face, his chest might tighten, air being drained from the lungs. But, every one was feeling homesick, right? And that lack of air that made his eyes water when the darkness in the castle was just too oppressive was a bummer, sure, but it didn’t define him. No, he wasn’t unhappy. Hunk was there, always there, and despite the fact he suspected Pidge didn’t really have many feelings, they were there too. The three idiot students from Earth who were in way over their heads, right?

(something in the back of his mind would remind him it’s only Lance who’s out of his element.)

I mean, sure, he misses home. He misses his family with their unrelenting enthusiasm that was always infectious - but hey, he was saving the universe, and that was pretty cool. Well, more than cool.

(When it wasn’t the most terrifying thing in existence, a part of him responded.)

Like, who else got to pilot a giant robot lion that turns into a bigger robot? I mean, that’s sci-fi shit, right? It was what his childhood dreams were made of - flying through stars, defeating bad guys, and all that other jazz. Right? He wasn’t unhappy. I mean, sure, it was a little intense. Sure, it was a lot intense. But in all his boyhood dreaming, he’s still seen things he never actually dreamed of - I mean, space mermaids. Fucking space mermaids. He’d almost laugh out loud if he really thought about it.

(best not Lance, he reminded himself; if you think then it becomes real.)

So, no, he’s not unhappy. He’s not like The Mullet, brooding and angsting around like he was a member of My Chemical Romance.

(don’t think about Keith.)

And yeah, Keith has reasons to be as miserable as he seemed, with the whole ‘part alien’ thing, and no family, and the whole ‘loner badass’ shtick, plus, it’s not like he isn’t cute when he’s brooding, because he is, and –

(stop.)

He remembers Keith’s smiling face and his heart ached, because as cute as Keith’s serious face, it could never compare to when Lance could actually make him laugh, and –

(STOP.)

it wasn’t like Keith liked him anyway. He was nothing comparatively. But that’s okay. Lance knows, really, he does. He knows how frustrating he can be, with his jokes and his flirtations, and his lack of talent, but… still. Blue chose him and it’s not like just anyone could pilot that particular lion, though if he thought about really hard the others probably could, they’re such great pilots hell even Hunk is a better pilot and he gets (got) spacesick like wow Lance what are you even doing here, how the hell do you think you could ever be like Shiro, have you seen yourself everyone pities you how the hell do you think Keith could ever like you back he probably doesn’t even like boys, because you know, he’s not a freak who can’t make up his mind what are you doing Lance what are you doing here, and why are you complaining about it I mean the others have real problems for fucks sake and you’re whining because he doesn’t like you back don’t you see how pathetic that is - Pidge lost her family, Shiro lost his friend, his arm, his old life, Allura and Coran lost their entire species and you can’t deal with homesickness and I mean you could get away with it if you had a thing but you don’t you don’t have one single thing going for you you know what they would be better off with a different pilot and you know that but–

“Are… are you okay?” The voice was the familiar stuttering of his emotionally stunted crush and Lance looked up, releasing his fists and looking in shock and the small red lines his nails left behind. “Uh…?” Lance shook his head remembering that he hadn’t yet given an answer.

“Oh, uh…yeah, dude, just thinking about this babe I met on mission, man, she was into me…” Keith scoffed, somewhat unconvinced but not willing to hear more.

“Sure. Whatever. Anyway, Shiro needs to talk to us.” Lance’s face fell as he realised Keith in no way volunteered to talk to him. “So… uh…I’ll just go.” Lance nodded shortly, flashing a smile.

“Catch you up, Mullet-head.” Keith glared at him as he turned to go. Lance balled his hands into fists again, and got up, eyes silently stinging.

But, it wasn’t like he was unhappy. Right?

You know why I haven’t killed myself yet?
Because I know that it’ll hurt so many people
When they hear the news that I did what I did.
I am not gonna do that. And neither are you.
It’s true, I don’t know how much pain you’re in.
And I know it’s difficult to try and ignore it
By just smiling and pretending like nothing is wrong.
But you HAVE to believe me that committing suicide
Is and will always be the worst choice you can ever make.
Maybe reading this won’t stop you at all.
But it doesn’t hurt to try.
I will not stay quiet about the words you’ve said to me.
I’m not letting go.
Never.
So when I tell you to stay strong
I mean it from the bottom of my aching heart.
Stay strong.
Fight back whatever this pain is.
Just, please, for yours, mines, and our sake.
Don’t give in.

THE RED STRING

CHAPTER TWELVE

Summary - According to the myth of the Red String, the gods tie an invisible red cord around the ankles of those that are destined to meet one another.
On the ground, everything is different and the rules are non existent. In the midst of a war, this is how Bellamy Blake discovers that red string.

masterlist // TRS masterlist


The same day, after solid work on the flares, the sun’s already so close to setting. All you can do it wait for it to leave so you can shoot the flares into the sky in hopes the Ark will see them. 

The orange clouds are the focus of your eyes. You sit in silence but in reality you just want to talk to Bellamy about what happened. But he’s busy and probably doesn’t want to. So the silence continues to suffocate you. 

Keep reading

Snowstorm

I finally finished this, thank God. This is super self-indulgent and sappy, because yes, I am sappy. I don’t know whether or not I’m gonna write a part 2 yet, so I guess that depends on what you guys think. So let me know!
Tagging @strongenoughfoundation because we are both writing fics for this blizzard and you helped me get past a writer’s block c:
(Slight warning for language)
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It was late evening, the snow was piling up outside, and you had nowhere to go. To some, you might’ve looked like a sad person all cooped up in your house, alone, with a sappy movie playing on the TV. To you, it was utter heaven. You’d been working hard, after all, taking extra shifts at work and helping your best friend with his newest project all the time. Hamilton had been a huge success and you couldn’t be prouder.

Oh right, you should probably call said best friend, Lin. You’d had to trudge back to your home in the bitter, stormy weather and you’d promised to call and let him know you hadn’t died. You fished your phone out of the blankets layered on top of you and unlocked it. The wallpaper was a hilarious picture of you and the rest of the Hamilton cast; you’d been smiling for a serious picture when Daveed muttered some ridiculous joke that had all of you laughing hysterically. You smiled at the memory as you thumbed through your contact list and found Lin’s number. Pressing CALL, you set the phone on speaker mode so you could continue eating your popcorn with your hands free.

It took a ring and a half for him to answer. “(Y/N), you better have a good excuse for waiting an hour to call me.”

You barked out a laugh. “I forgot, okay? It was snowy and windy, and I really just wanted to get inside. I wasn’t thinking.”

“You weren’t thinking about the ONE phone call you were supposed to make to your ONE friend?”

“You are not my ‘one friend,’ you jerk. I have other people to talk to.”

“Name two. And they can’t be in the cast.”

“…”

“Right, so you were saying?”

You rolled your eyes, even though he couldn’t see you, and popped another piece of popcorn into your mouth. “I hate you.”

You heard him laugh, a single, disbelieving “HA!” that made you want to reach through the phone and punch him. “Go ahead and laugh,” you added sarcastically. “One day, I’ll have my revenge.”

“Your REVENGE?” he repeated. “What’re you gonna do?”

“Maybe beat you up. I’ve been wanting to lately.”

“You can’t beat me up, you’re like a foot shorter than me.”

“Oh, you’re making fun of my height now?” you asked in feigned outrage, leaning closer to the phone.

His voice responded, high-pitched and mocking: “'oh, you’re making fun of my height now?’”

You shook your head, unable to stop the smile threatening your lips. You’d missed him, you always missed him when you left, but today, it was worse. You wanted to see that stupid, silly smile he got when he teased you. You pushed your hair out of your face, trying to mask the sudden ache in your heart. “You’re in for it, now, Miranda.”

“Usted no me asusta niña bonita.”

“That’s not fair, I don’t know what you just said! How am I supposed to know how to insult you back?”

“Learn Spanish.”

“Wow, your advice is legendary. You should make T-shirts with your inspiring phrases on them.”

“Aw, thanks, I try.”

“You’re trying to make me hate you, aren’t you?”

“It’s surprisingly easy.”

“I can’t believe that you're—”

“I love you.”

You froze. The TV hummed in the background, throwing a pale glow over the room. Outside the window, it was a blur of white snow and sky. Inside your chest, your heart was about to break out of your ribcage. Slowly, you swallowed and cleared your throat. “…what?”

You heard a shaky breath from the other end and a shift of movement. Then, again, “I love you. I know it’s really sudden and you’re probably confused, and shit, I wanted to do this differently. But I can’t help it.” He paused and you stared wide-eyed into the silence. Your mind was a mess of static, you couldn’t speak, you could only wait for his voice. “(Y/N), you’re my best friend, you know that, and God, you’re amazing too. You’re so amazing, and all I want is for you to be happy. It’s just so damn hard sometimes, to see you alone and know that I could make you happy, I wanna make you happy. I needed you to know that, even if it screws up our friendship.” His voice nearly broke then, and your heart clenched. In that moment, all you wanted was him here with you, to hold him close and tell him no, this didn’t ruin anything, this was wonderful. But you were getting choked up and it was hard to get words past the lump in your throat.

He took your silence as something else entirely and your breath hitched when you heard a quiet, “(Y/N)? …I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have…Fuck. I shouldn’t have said that.”

Sitting bolt upright, you snatched your phone off the arm of the couch. “Lin, I love you too,” you blurted out. There was a heart-stopping silence and you were terrified that he might’ve hung up already. “I think I—I’ve felt like this for a long time, but I didn’t know if you did. Please, tell me you didn’t hang up. I was scared, and stupid, and Lin, I love you,” you whimpered, a stray tear slipping down your cheek. “This won’t ruin anything, I promise. Just please let me know you hear me.”

For a moment, you were sure that you’d missed your chance and you were ready to call him again until he answered. But then—

“I hear you.” There was a sound that was like a laugh and a sob all tangled together and you wished with all of your heart that he was here with you. “God, I just—You weren’t answering and I was sure that I just made the biggest fucking mistake of my life.”

You smiled through your tears, wiping a hand under your eyes. “No,” you managed. “No, you didn’t. Lin…” You trailed off to yank the sleeve of your sweater down over your hand so you could use it to rub away another tear. “Sorry, I’m a mess over here. I’m crying like a freaking girl from a rom com,” you added bitterly and there was a sympathetic chuckle from your phone.

“It’s okay to cry, (Y/N), but it’s killing me. I wish I was with you, cariña,” Lin cooed and you leaned your forehead against your phone’s screen, closing your eyes at the soft lull of his voice.

“Do you think you can maybe come over?” you tried. “I know the snow’s bad, but um.” You broke off, biting your lip. You couldn’t be selfish and make him walk over here in the cold. You’d see him again eventually. But you felt so full of emotion, it was going to burst out at the seams if you didn’t see him soon.

When he answered, you could tell that he was smiling. “I’m on my way.”

Little One

Word count: 5,378

Warning: smut

 PART 2 (PART 1)

A thump noise of doors closing has echoed through the hallway as you immediately knew that Kai has finally arrived. You placed a knife gently on the kitchen counter and wiped your wet hands on apron, drying them up. Kai walked into the kitchen with a pink rose bouquette, with a big smile on his face. It took him a few big step to get close to you and place a gentle kiss on your cheek while placing the flowers down on the counter next to you.

‘Evening, beautiful.’ Kai said and tucked a small lock of hair behind you ear, his thumb gently stroking your cheek, making you lean on his hand a little bit, his touch feeling so soft and exactly what you had been longing for at that moment.

'Evening.’ You murmured and pulled him closer by grabbing his shirt and holding it tightly with your hand. You leaned in and brushed your nose against Kai’s, his hot breath tickling your lips. You smiled and swiftly licked his lips with your tongue, earning a quiet moan from him.

'Um, where’s-’

'With her grandma.’ You muttered and pecked his lips, the feeling of their softness and a trace of chocolate only making you more eager to kiss him properly.

'So we’re all alone?’ He asked and couldn’t help but smile, his hand wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer, even though it was impossible because of how close his body was to your body. You bit your lip and nodded, his eyes piercing into yours, looking bluer than they had ever before.

'All alone.’ You whispered and ran your fingers through his hair, tugging at the tips on the back of his head.

'Do you think that maybe we can… you know.. work on what we talked about?’ He asked you, your eyes going wide a bit as you realized that he had been serious about making a baby with you. He really wanted to start a family with you, to have a smaller version of him walking around the house, maybe a little siphon who could learn everything from Kai.

'You really want to make a baby with me?’ Curiousity was more obvious in your voice than you had wanted, but it definitely wasn’t something Kai was focusing on. He was focusing on showing how serious he was about it and how much he actually wanted it.

'I want everything with you. A baby. I want us to be a family and I know that you are the right person for me.’ He trailed off, your heart skipping a beat when he let those words fall out so beautifully and with so much love. 'To show you how serious I am about us, I- I want to do it the proper way. I want it to be special.’ He uttered and then pulled a black silky ribbon out of his pocket and brought it closer to your face, tying it around your head, covering up your eyes. Your heart started beating faster because you knew that this night would be the most special night of your life, the night you would remember forever. He took off your apron, folding it neatly and placing it on the kitchen counter.

'Do you trust me?’ He whispered, his lips pressed against you ear.

'Always.’ A slight chuckle left Kai’s body and then he took you by the hand and carefully led you around the house. As soon as a slight breeze hit your face, you knew you were in the garden. You laughed a little bit and walked slower than you have ever before but not long after that, you stopped and felt Kai’s hands leaving your side, letting you to stand alone.

'Kai? Are you still here?’ You chuckled and reached out your hands, hoping you would get a hold of him but there was no one there.

'Still here. Just making sure that everything is perfectly set up.’ He said, your brows furrowing in confussion. You couldn’t hold the excitement and curiousity anymore and were dying to see what Kai has prepared for you.

'Set up for what?’

'Don’t be impatient. Just a second and- there. You can take off the ribbon.’ You reached behind your head and untied the black ribbon, letting it fall down on the floor and when you saw what was in front of you, you felt as if you were going to fall down as well. Breath hitched in your throat and your heart started beating rapidly, dizziness spreading through your head and suddenly you felt like you couldn’t breathe. Small candles were placed all around the garden, surrounding you both, a small path made out of the candles from the doors to where Kai was standing. White lights were shining down on you, making the night without stars somehow more romantic and magical that stars could never do, red roses placed neatly in small bowls, laying down on the grass. You covered your mouth with your hand, for some reason, tears had started forming in your eyes, but it even got worse when Kai knelt down on one knee, holding a small black box in his hands.

'Kai..’ you whispered, barely managing to utter his name, let alone something else. A single tear rolled down your cheek, your knees suddenly feeling like jello and as if your body was about to give up on you. Kai opened up a small box as you had a perfect view of the ring. Silver ring with an oval diamond, the lights hanging off the tree reflecting it perfectly, showing how beautiful it was. Tiny rose gold diamonds surrounding the oval one, giving it a beautiful and complexed, yet very unique and simple finish that took your breath away.

'I’ve known you for a really long time now. We’ve been through a lot, the bad and the good, ended up being seperated a few times and somehow we have always managed to find our ways back to each other, as if we were meant to be. If someone had told me two years ago that I would be kneeling in front of the most beautiful girl in the world with a ring in my hands, I would laugh at them and tell them they’re crazy. Because- I have never thought that I would get a chance for a normal life again, I thought I would never find someone who could love me and someone I could love more than my own life, someone I would do anything to keep them happy everyday. And then, I met you. A simple, yet special and like no other girl, who took my heart and made me fall in love with her. I can’t imagine not having you in my life. You are my strenght and my weakness and a day without you is a complete torture for me. I will love you forever and I will make sure that you have the most amazing life with me because that’s where I want to be. Next to you. Every single day. And that’s why, I’m asking you, will you do me an extraodinary honor and marry me?’ Kai trailed off and you couldn’t suppress the tears anymore. They were falling down your cheeks, but they were happy tears. You were overwhelmed by happiness and were completely lost for words even though you knew what your answer would be when you first laid eyes on Kai, kneeling in front of you.

'Yes. Yes, yes! A million times yes!’ You shouted and threw yourself into Kai’s arms, not caring if anyone from your neighbours have heard you shouting. At that moment, you were the happiest girl alive and somehow, deep down, you had always known that you and Kai would be together for a very long time. Kai picked you up and spun you around, planting dozens of kisses all over your face, unable to hide how happy he was and you couldn’t describe how happy you felt as well. It was a feeling that you had never even thought you would get to experience and you felt as if your body would explode from happiness and your love for Kai. You fell in love with him all over again, even though you have been falling in love with him more and more every single day you had spent with him.
He let you down on your feet, but his arms were still wrapped around your body, a big smile still illuminating on his face, your tear falling down again. They were happy tears and all the built up emotions you had been holding in, flooded to the surface and you had finally realized how lucky you were to find such a perfect guy as Malachai Parker. His thumb caressed your cheek, wiping your tears away. His gentle hands cupped your face as he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss on your lips.

'I can’t tell you how happy I am right now. You had made my biggest wish come true. I was scared that- that you might say no. I was nervous the entire day.’ Kai spoke up and looked nervous or scared even, as if you were going to change your mind about the answer you had given him. You smiled for a split second and ran your fingers through his hair that felt so silky and soft under your touch.

'You have won me over with just being here with me.’

'The ring and all off this is just icing on the cake.’ Kai said, making you laugh, but even when you stopped laughing, his eyes were still focused on you, admiring your face and how beautiful you looked under the soft lights and moonlight. 'I love you.’

'I love you too. So much. My heart aches because of how much I love you, but somehow, that is exactly what I need to feel alive.’ He hadn’t said a word. He just smiled and then walked over to a small basket placed on the ground, taking out two glasses and pouring you and him some champagne, dropping a nice red strawberry to the bottom of the glass before giving it to you. You took a sip and for some reason, you had gotten nervous.

'So, what we were talking about before. Do you still- um- want to?’ No further explaination was needed. You knew he was talking about making a baby with you and it made your breath hitch, including the lump in your throat that for some reason didn’t let you breathe properly.

'Really? You’re ready?’ He stepped closer, his hand finding it’s way to your back, pulling you close to his body as he planted a kiss on your neck, making you throw your head back.

'Ready as I’ll ever be. I’m ready for this and as much as I hate to share, I’m ready to share you with our kid, who will be just as beautiful as his mom.’

'So, it will be a boy?’ You furrowed your bows and chuckled.

'We’ll see.’ He kissed your neck in the way only he knew and the spot he needed to touch, which you felt all the way down there. You bit your lip and closed your eyes, trying to suppress your moans.

'Should we- um- take this to our room?’ You breathed out, your eyes meeting Kai’s. He chuckled and nodded before taking your glass and placed it on the grass next to his glass. You swallowed hard when he picked you up swiftly, carrying you into the house and to your shared room, closing the doors with his foot.

'Is this really necessary?’ You asked him, his eyebrows furrowing as if you had just asked him the most impossible question that has ever existed in the world. He still kept quiet as he put you down and turned on a lamp that was placed on a beautiful antique nightstand, lighting up the room just enough so he could see your face. You traced your fingers over the drawers and sighed heavily. You felt as if you had just agreed on sleeping with Kai for the first time ever. You have never been this nervous in your life and were kind of scared. You got lost in your mind but quickly snapped out of if when you felt Kai’s hands on your waist, hugging your from behind while his lips found your sweet spot on your neck, making you close your eyes.

'You’re nervous?’ He whispered and waited for your response, but you just nodded, as if you were scared to say it out loud. 'We don’t have to do it now. There’s so much time for us to-’ you cut him off by placing a swift kiss on his lips, all the nervousness suddenly leaving your body.

'I want this. I want you. So, please, Kai. Make love to me.’ You trailed off and it didn’t take him long to pull you in for a deep and passionate kiss, his hands sliding into your back pockets, grabbing your ass tightly and then press his crotch against you. You tugged at his shirt before you slipped your hands under it, tracing your fingers over his toned torso. He tugged at your bottom lip a bit before he pulled away just enough to give you space to take his shirt off. You threw it down on the floor and it didn’t take him long enough to kiss you again, his fingers slowly unbuttoning your shirt, button by button and it felt like torture. He was doing everything so slowly, and it was driving you crazy. He reached the last button and unbuttoned it, spreading your shirt just enough to get a good look on your black bra that fitted you perfectly. He pushed your shirt down, sliding perfectly down your arm and falling down on the floor. He reached behind you and unhooked your bra, your boobs completely exposed to him and his touch.

'Beautiful.’ He cupped your one boob and squeezed it gently, twisting your nipple carefully between two fingers, feeling it getting harder under his touch. “You always respond so nicely to my touch.’ His hand left your boob as he slowly traced his fingers down your stomach until he reached the button on your jeans. He unbuttoned them, pushing his hand inside your underwear and touched you just where you wanted him. 'I like it.’ He pushed one finger inside you and curled it around, the way you closed your eyes and threw your head back at the feeling making him hard. Just when you started moaning quietly, he took his finger out of you and when you wanted to protest as to why he has done that, he pressed his fingers on your clit, breath hitching in your throat. He started making slow figure eights on your clit, his mouth opening slightly, his member getting harder as each second passed, dying to feel how perfectly your walls felt around him. He sped up, his movements getting a bit rougher than before, and everytime he pressed harder, a loud moan escaped your mouth. You kept pushing your hips forward, wanting to make more friction as you felt yourself getting closer to your release. You grabbed onto the table behind you so hard that your knuckles had turned white, your walls slightly clenching.

'Kai…’ you moaned out, Kai’s eyes strongly focused on you, watching your every move and how perfectly you responded to his marvelous touch. 'Oh god.’ Your walls clenched even more and just as your orgasm started approaching, Kai’s fingers left your body and you were back where you were at the begining. The feeling started fading away, but your frustration was getting more and more obvious. Kai showed you a mischevious smile and planted a soft kiss on one of your boobs before he licked his fingers and made a popping sound when his fingers left his mouth, devouring them as if your arousal was his favourite dessert. He pushed your jeans down your legs and took them off, followed by panties that matched your bra perfectly. You were standing naked in front of him, hungry for his body and hungry for his touch. He placed his hands on your boobs, feeling your nipples, but not for long. He traced his fingers down your stomach as he went lower and lower until he reached your ankle, blowing slightly on your heat, making your breath hitch. He smiled again, his eyes a darker shade of blue, filled with lust.

'Jump.’ He ordered and you obliged, jumping onto the table behind you. His hands pushed your legs further apart, exposing your heat to him. He pulled you a little bit closer before he knelt down in front of you and burried his head inbetween your legs, his tongue poking your entrance. He pushed his tongue inside you, collecting your arousal. You intertwined your fingers with his hair as you felt his tongue massaging your clit slowly, pleasure taking over your body completely and just when you were least expecting it, he pushed two fingers inside you and started curling them around. His tongue matched the movements his fingers were doing and you knew you wouldn’t be able to hold back for too long when you felt your orgasm slowly approaching.

'Please, don’t s-stop.’ You stuttered and leaned against the wall as Kai started sucking on your clit, almost a scream escaping your mouth as your orgasm tore through your entire body, shaking under Kai’s touch. When you came down from your high, he pulled out his fingers out of you and licked them clean again.

'I can’t wait to show you how much I want this.’ He murmured and quickly unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down along with his boxers, his lenght springing free, hitting his stomach as your eyes went wide at his size. You reached out your hand, wanting to touch him, but he slapped it away and wrapped his own hand around his member. He started pumping it in front of you, the sight of it making you bite your lip. He circled around his tip with his thumb, collecting his pre-cum and bringing it up to your mouth to taste him. He picked you up and carried to the bed, placing you down slowly. He couldn’t help but stare at you, as if he was memorizing every square inch of your naked body.

'What?’ You chuckled.

'Nothing, just admiring how freaking perfect you look naked.’ He said and climbed on top of you, his arms on each side of your body, supporting his weight.

'Stop it.’ You chuckled and hit his arm playfully, your faces going serious shorter after that. You swallowed hard and combed Kai’s hair with your fingers, admiring how beautiful he looked under the dimmed lights.

'Ready?’ You nodded and reached between your bodies to get ahold of Kai’s member. You pumped him a few times before leading him to your entrance, pushing only his tip in. 'I love you.’

'I love you too.’ You whispered and then felt Kai slowly pushing his thick shaft into you, streching you out just the way you loved it. Your skin was on fire and you felt as if you were going to explode. Every Kai’s touch almost hurt because of how sensitive your skin was. His mouth formed a perfect o shape when he entered you completely, your tight walls perfectly wrapped around him. He refused to move until he was sure that you had ajusted to his size, but no words were needed when you bucked your hips up and on purposely clenched around him, a quiet moan escaping his mouth, but even after that, he kept still.

'Please, Kai, move.’ You muttered, tracing invisible patterns with your fingers on his back and lifting your hips up at the same time, your legs wrapping around his body. He smiled and slowly pulled out, not even a second after that, he pushed in again, filling you up completely. You threw your head back in pleaure as Kai hit your spot each time he went in. He pressed his forehead on yours, his blue eyes deeply piercing into yours while his hips kept thrusting into you, changing their pace between fast and slow.

'Shit, Kai!’ You moaned out and lifted your head up, just enough to reach his shoulder as you bit on it slightly, but even that didn’t help with your loud moans. Kai had always known how to make you go crazy, he knew your body just as good as you did. For a second, you had forgotten about everything around you. It was just you and Kai, doing something you have been longing for and it was finally happening.
He lifted your hips up, his hands supporting you as he found a knew angle to thrust in. He went all the way in, as deep as he could, his thrusts not so slow anymore. He felt how your walls clenched around him, as he knew that you were close to yet another release. He focused on hitting your spot constantly, his hips relentlessly slamming into you, only moans and skin on skin sound echoing through the bedroom.

'Kai, I’m- I’m c-lose’ you stuttered, barely finding the strenght to speak up, a familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach getting more and more evident.

'Me too.’ He reached for your clit and started rubbing it in rough figure eights, wanting you to finish again before him.

'Fuck.’ You screamed out and started shaking, your second orgasm tearing through your body, even making you a little bit dizzy. As your wall clenched tightly around Kai’s thick shaft, it triggered his orgasm as he came inside you in short spurts, riding out your and his orgasm completely. He collapsed on top of you, his head pressed against your chest, listening how your fast heartbeat started slowing down. He pulled out of you and laid beside you, covering you both with a blanket, pulling you into his arms.

'I have a feeling we made a baby tonight.’ Kai said, making you chuckle. You had never imagined that Kai would be the one who wanted a baby so much. You had always thought that it would be you, but somehow, it was completely opposite.

'Maybe we did.’ He kissed your forehead and hugged you even tighter as you couldn’t hide a huge smile on your face for the rest of the night.

9 months and one week have passed and you still haven’t delivered the baby. It was getting tougher for you to do anything because you couldn’t even see your feet from your big belly and everything that required working under your belly, was something Kai took over, massaging your feet was the main thing he did every single day, multiple times. He helped you with everything, took over cooking and cleaning while you relaxed on a nice deck chair with a book in your hands and a glass of fresh orange juice next to you on a small table. You have almost finished your 9th book. Even though you didn’t like reading that much before, you certainly read a bunch of them in those nine months. You took a sip of your freshly squeezed orange juice and took a small piece of blueberry pancakes. They were delicious, like everything else Kai had made you.

'Enjoying the sun?’ Kai walked out of the house and into the garden, placing a kiss on the top of your head and rubbed your shoulders a little bit before he sat down next to you, a smile flashing on his face.

'Mhm’ you murmured and tried to focus on your book, unsure if you even heard Kai’s question properly.

'How are you feeling?’ Kai asked and you finally lifted your gaze from the book and looked at him, showing him a big smile as you exhaled deeply. The moment he saw you smiling, he couldn’t help but smile as well, his now beautiful wife, looking more beautiful than ever with a baby on the way.

'Tired. If only this baby could finally get out.’ You said, Kai’s chuckle sounding like music to your ears. He got up and knelt down beside you, placing his hands on your belly and planted a gentle kiss.

'Hey, little one. I know you like it in there, but I think it’s time you get out and meet your parents. I think you might like it out here more than you love it in there. We don’t want mommy to get too tired, she deserves some rest after carrying you and taking care of you for nine months.’ Kai trailed off, his fingers carresing your belly, drawing invisible patterns on it. You smiled at his words, your heart melting at how sweet and carrying he was. It only made you realize how much you love him and how happy you are to have him as your husband and as the future father of your child. You reached out your hand and ran your fingers through his hair before gently pressing your palm on his cheek, making Kai lean on it, your gentle touch calming him down a little bit.

'If you keep talking to the baby like that, maybe she will listen to you. Or he. Soon we will know. As long as it’s healthy, doesn’t matter the gender.’

'You are going to be an amazing mother. I know it.’ Kai said and leaned in to kiss your lips, but before he could press his lips onto yours, you quietly winced in pain, sudden pain kicking through your body.

'What is it? What’s happening?’ Kai wanted to do everything to help you. Seeing how you winced in pain, was not easy for him to watch. Your face went serious and you looked down, a wet spot appearing underneath you, which could have only meant one thing.

'My water just broke. It’s time, Kai.’ You trailed off and it took him some time to gather his thoughts and process the words that came out of your mouth. His smile got bigger and bigger as each second passed, happiness radiating through his body as he couldn’t contain the excitement. He cupped your face and kissed you deeply.

'Ok. We have everything packed. Clothes, baby stuff.’ He murmured and ran into the house as if he had forgotten about you. You slowly got up and sauntered into the house, looking for clean sweatpants. Kai appeared out of nowhere with full hands, probably picking up everything he landed his hands on. You couldn’t help but laugh, but also feel safer knowing everything was going as you and Kai had planned.

'And you.’ He stated, dropping everything down on the floor as he rushed towards you, helping you to change your sweatpants, acting a little bit too careful as if you were made out of glass.

'You ok?’

'Despite that I’m having some really painful contractions, I’m delighted.’ He chuckled and grabbed you by your arm, slowly leading you out of the house and into the car, making sure to put your seat belt on before he rushed into the house to get all of the stuff you needed.

Ride to the hospital was quiet, with occasional grunting coming from you, your contractions getting closer to one another. Kai’s gaze was strongly focused on the road, driving carefully but fast enough to get you there as soon as possible. As you were getting closer to the hospital, you were starting to get nervous and fear found its way into your body. Even though you have already been through that, you still thought that you couldn’t do it.

'Kai, I- I don’t think I can do this.’ You muttered, fear obvious in your voice, your heartbeat picking up its pace. You ran your fingers through your hair and not long after that, Kai parked the car in front of the hospital.

'Look at me-’

'No, I-’ he unfastened your seat belt along with his and cupped your face with both of his hands, his eyes locking with yours.

'Take a deep breath. You can do this. You are the strongest woman I have ever met and I know you can do this. I need you to be strong now, you can’t give up, ok?’ Kai trailed off, your breathing slowing down just as your heartbeat. You closed your eyes and took a few deep breaths, as you felt your body slowly relaxing. You nodded and showed Kai a smile, his hand tucking a small lock of hair behind your ear.

He helped you out of the car and found your doctor who took you to your room. Your contractions were getting more and more frequent, but only after three hours they took you to a delivery room. Kai was beside you the entre time, his hand in your hand. At times you had squeezed his hand so hard that you had thought you would break it, but from the look of his face, he wasn’t paying much attention to it. He was making sure that you were ok, asking you all the time how you felt. It was starting to get annoying, but it felt nice to see how much Kai wanted to keep you safe, ready to do anything if something went wrong. You pushed one last time as hard as you could and after a few moments, baby’s crying echoed through the room.

'It’s a girl.’ The nurse said and placed her carefully on your arms, tears suddenly forming in your eyes. Your heart melted when she grabbed your finger with her tiny hand and squeezed it. She looked so small and fragile, yet she seemed stronger than ever. Her smile was the most beautiful thing you have ever seen in your life. You lifted your head up and looked at Kai who had the biggest smile on his face. He leaned down and kissed you, his thumb wiping away your tears off your cheeks.

'She looks exactly like you.’ Kai whispered, gently caressing the baby’s head. You couldn’t hide your smile and couldn’t suppress your tears anymore. 'What’s wrong?’ Kai asked, planting a soft kiss on your cheek.

'Nothing, I’m- I can’t believe how lucky I am to have such a perfect life. I love you so much words can’t describe.’ Kai smiled and kissed you again, feeling exactly the same as you did and seeing the love of his life and his daughter made his heart melt and made it a bit warmer.

1:30am

You opened your eyes and looked around, noticing you were in a different room, all the lights dimmed but your eyes focused on something else. Kai was standing in the middle of the room with the baby in his arms, swaying his body carefully.

'Hey, little one. I’m your dad. I will take care of you and will make sure you have the best life in the world. I love you so much. I won’t let anything happen to you. You mean more to me than my own life.’ He leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss on her forehead, a smile appearing on his face. You quietly chuckled which made Kai turn around, his eyes finding yours.

'Hey. How do you feel? Tired?’ He whispered and walked towards you, gently placing your daughter in your arms.

'A bit tired and sore, but, I’m fine. More than fine.’ You whispered and moved a little bit as Kai laid on the bed beside you, wrapping his arm around you.

'I can’t tell you how happy I am and how grateful I am to have you in my life. I really want to say thank you for giving life to this little one. I will always love you. Forever.’ He trailed off, a single tear streaming down your face. You quickly wiped it away and pecked Kai’s lips before both, you and Kai looked down at your baby daughter, only happiness radiating through your body as you finally realized how your perfect life has just begun and how the end of it was nowhere near.

tea time for anon. prompt: daddy

double time for @eruri-of-the-month


levi sweeps his ass up, jarring into place, as he shakes his hips to the side, his hands planted firmly on his knees. he looks behind him, sees his boyfriend looking across him, his legs spread out and a finger curled over curved lips. there’s a bulge pressing hard and firm against his slacks, and it makes levi’s groin ache more to see that he was the one that caused it.

he runs his fingers up his thighs, straightens his back, his hands running across toned abs, perky nipples, and finally up to his neck. he presses his palms to it, feels his heartbeat pound against it. he smiles and turns his head to the other side, fluidly and slyly, and erwin’s moved his hands to his lap, his fingers gripping against his pants legs.

levi turns, anchors erwin’s left knee between his legs. leaning forward, he teases his lips against erwin’s but doesn’t let him taste him. doesn’t let him feel his warmth. he stands back up, hooks his thumbs into the dark lace of the panties erwin had bought him, and bites his bottom lip.

“don’t do that.” erwin groans, his hips jutting off of the seat in the living room. he moves to touch levi, but levi tuts him away.

“no touching.” he says, and his voice is like syrup–sweet and sticky and thick. it makes erwin groan.

“what can i do?”

“tell me how you’d want to touch me.”

erwin’s eyes grow wide, and his chest noticeably heaves. he looks up and down levi’s body, and by the way he hovers over certain parts, levi can imagine what he’s thinking. “i want to feel up your legs, from calf to thigh. grab your ass and pull you close and sink my teeth into your hipbone.”

levi moves away from erwin, places himself within his legs, dips down, then pops back up, swaying his hips as he does. “mmm, sounds nice.”

erwin stares at levi as if he’s the only thing in his world, as if he stopped he may die. “i’d lick your nipples until they’re red. bite them so hard until you moan like a good boy.”

“a good boy?” levi says.

erwin can’t stop the smile from stretching across his lips. “i’d take that cock of yours into my hand, make you drip and quiver for my mouth to be around it. have you begging me for it.”

“for a man that’s not allowed to touch me, you sure do talk big.” levi sneers. he trails his fingers lightly up and across his groin, snaps his hands behind him and slaps his ass. erwin winces, breathes out through his nose, and there’s a fierceness in his eyes now that makes levi’s heart skip. “do you want me to beg for it, daddy?”

“yes.”

levi can’t deny the ache in his cock. it’s tight against the panties, hard and a little too long and ill-fitting for them, the tip of it threatening to peak over the elastic band of the black lace. “do you want me to beg for you to fuck me, daddy?”

“oh yes.”

levi leans in, hikes his leg up, pushes his barefoot against erwin’s crotch, softly at first, then applying pressure as his eyes go soft. erwin maintains composure, but he’s about the break. he glares up at levi. “i’d like to see you try.” levi muses.

“i don’t have to try.” he sweeps levi’s legs to the other side of him, grabs levi by the ass, and settles him onto his lap. levi gasps against his mouth, his chest pressed against the silk of erwin’s tie. “you’re always a good boy for daddy.”

You?! - Part 2 (Rafe Adler)

I really appreciate the love y'all gave on part one, so here’s part two! Please forgive me if scenes aren’t the same as in the game, I’m twisting it a little for entertainment purpose! ^-^

Enjoy!!

Tagging: @fandoms-pizza-wifi-ym13 :)

Part 1

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I think I’m going to be sick.

I feel my heart beat faster with every step I make as my eyes dart from one face to the other. Victor and I walk along the ground floor while Nate and Sam goes through the plan on taking the St. Dismas Cross. With Rafe bombarding my mind, I haven’t really heard much of the plan except for: when the lights are out, we escape.

“You sure you’re alright, kid? You’re sweatin’ bullets.” Sullivan stops right in front of me and analyzes my expression. “I’ll get you a drink.” He walks away and I feel my stomach start to churn from the feeling of not having company. I rub my thumb on my palm to calm myself, almost like I’m drying the sweat off my palm.

Rafe knows I’m here.

Why am I worrying so much?! I know what to tell him…

As I rehearse the line over and over again in my head, it sounds almost like a chant while I’m mumbling it out loud.

A hand snatches my arm and I flinch as I’m being turned around to meet Rafe’s eyes.

Oh God.

What are you doing here?!” He keeps his voice low as his teeth are gritted with his palm half raised.

“I-I’m here for my work and—”

“You’re with the Drakes!” He snarls as he takes me by the arm and drags me to the corner. I struggle to pull away, but his grip grows tighter and tighter around my arm. We stand behind a column and Rafe hasn’t let go of his hold on me. “Explain to me why you’re here with Victor Sullivan!”

The look in his eyes with his eyebrows knotted makes me give up on pulling away from his grip.

“Rafe, let me go!” I stare at him with my eyes wide, controlling the tears that’s about to fall. From my reaction, he drops his shoulders and the tight look on his face, removing his grip on my arm.

“I’ll explain everything when we’re home…” I say, rubbing the numbness of my arm away.

“By ‘explain’ you mean 'feed me lies and say excuses’."He stirs the champagne in his hand as he looks at me.

I feel my heart ache with the assumption and I push my brows together. "You think I’ll lie to you?!”

“Yes, I think you’ll lie to me, because that seems to be the only thing you’ve ever done!”

The people nearby stops talking as they look at us and I give them a small smile as they walk away.

I take a deep breath as I look at him. “Rafe, in all the time we’ve been together, I’ve never lied to you.” I make my voice low in hopes to have a talk instead of an argument.

“Then tell me truthfully why you’re here.”

My mind goes blank as I debate with myself whether or not to lie to him, but the more I think, the more I feel that lying will only make the matters worse even if he found out my reason to be here.

I sigh as I adjust my stance, making up my mind. “I… I’m working with Victor Sullivan.” I tell him as I study his expression. He pushes his hair back and takes a sip of his champagne.

“Working on what?” He asks, clenching his jaw. I can tell that he’s keeping it in this time; keeping his temper. But I’ve already seen his worst.

From the corner of my eye, I see a familiar figure start to approach us. “We’re working on my business.” A gruff voice takes our attention and I look to see Sully, handing me a drink which I politely take. “Now, if you’ll excuse us, we have some business to go back to.”

Victor takes me with a soft hold on my arm, walking towards the crowd, but there’s a feeling in my gut that things aren’t over yet.

After what happened tonight, I can’t think of anything else but those times when he… Had beaten me up… He swore that he had stopped with this attitude, but I knew it was coming. And when it did, I said to myself that I won’t let him do it again.

Tonight, he was close…

“You have some explaining to do, kid.” Victor takes me out of my thoughts as he puffs his cigar.

“We kinda heard everything.” Sam says through the ear-piece. “Seems like you’ve got bigger secrets than all of us.”

Before I can say anything, the auctioneer has announced the start of the bidding for the St. Dismas Cross.

“Nate…” Sullivan says to the ear-piece.

Nate grunts in the ear-piece, followed by an exhale. “I’m almost there.” Metals clank along with a thud.

The spotlight shines on Rafe as he takes the bid, looking at the crowd with a smug smile on his face. I look at the woman beside him, clapping together with him as she smiles as well.

Her skin is dark with a built figure. My guess is that she'a fighter of some sort… She stands closer to Rafe and I can’t help but bite my own tongue to stop me from screaming.

Who the hell is she?

“Shit… Sully, we need you to bid.” Sam says and I look for him in the crowd and see him close to the stage in a waiter’s uniform. I stop myself before I think anymore thoughts.

“I got nothing on me.” Sully adjusts his stance, but I don’t hesitate to take the paddle from him and raise it. I look at Rafe to see his smug smile disappear and he raises his paddle to bid again.

“Kid—”

“We need this cross, Sully.” I snap at him while the auctioneer asks for my bid. I raise the paddle again.

The bid amount grows higher and higher the more Rafe and I fight for it.

“Stop it.” Rafe mouths at me, but I reply with a shrug.
The lights go out and the crowd starts to stir, whispering to each other. Sully and I take this advantage to head for our exit and move quietly out the back.

As we reach the door, the lights turn back on and everyone gasps with the sight of the Cross gone. A smile forms on my lips as I feel the soft breeze brush against my arm and that familiar feeling of excitement spread across me.

“We did it!” I shake Sully’s arm as I laugh. He chuckles and disposes his cigar on a nearby bush.

“I got a question for ya, kid,” Sully says as we walk to our runaway car.

“Yeah?” I put my hands behind my back as I wait for the question, hoping that it’s not about Rafe.

“What’s Rafe to you?” He asks me and the smile on my face disappears. I lick my lips as I think of excuses, only to be interrupted by a bullet shooting past us.

“Her fiancé.” A voice takes our attention and I turn around to see Rafe with a gun pointing towards me. “Now, darling,” he pushes his hair back, “you’re coming with me.”

“Rafe—"A bullet whistles past my ears and I stiffen in my place. I feel my heartbeat stop as the air feels harder to breathe and I take a deep breath before answering. "Alright… I’ll come with you…” As I walk towards him, my legs shake, almost giving in from my weight, like I might fall through the ground beneath me.

“W-Why, don’t we compensate.” Sully says to Rafe, only to be aimed by the gun.

I stop in my tracks, thinking I should say something, but my mind goes blank. “Sully…” He turns to look at me and once I see his glassy eyes, I give him a small smile of reassurance. “Take care of the boys for me, will you?”

He smiles back at me and I take it as a good-bye. I continue to walk towards Rafe who takes a hold on my waist and we enter back in the estate.

Behind us, gunshots are heard and then a thud.


Part 3

I got inspired again. This time, by an anonymous message sent to @crunchie-morrisI hope it’s okay that I wrote it!

Jack is taken off guard by his cute new neighbor.


“Dammit..!” Jack knew he shouldn’t have taken a nap. He told himself, ’Don’t sit down, Jack. If you fall asleep you’ll sleep through class again.’ He’d stressed it to himself, repeated it over and over in his head as he put strokes of red paint on his canvas. Did he listen to his own advice? Of course not. Did he ever? But he promised himself it would be a short thirty minute nap. Once he woke up, he’d have three hours before class. Plenty of time to finish his painting, get cleaned up, grab a bite, get to class and relax for a bit. No problem.

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Peter Parker- Save As Draft

So I take a deep breath and I save as draft.

“Hey Ned” I say as his face pops up on my screen.

“Hey!” He calls out, another face popping up.

“Hey Y/N!” Peter says and I wave with a smile.

“You should come over and hang out” Ned says.

“Ahh I can’t” I lie, I was planning on coming over.

“Why not?” Peter friend and my heart aches to tell him the truth.

“Babysitting the neighbors kids” I say and he nods, frowning.

“Ahh stop growing you’re gonna make me cry” I jokingly pout into the screen, his face immediately lightening up and smiling.

We talk for a bit more before I decide to go to bed, hanging up and turning my light out, staring at my ceiling and just thinking for a while.
Thinking about him.
The same boy that makes my heart race when I see his smile, my face break into a smile when he laughs, and the same boy that makes my face what yo by a simple compliment or brush of his skin against mine.

_____

“Hey Y/N” Peter’s familiar voice makes me look to my right as Peter grins.

“Hey Pete” I smile, shutting my locker.

“Nice shirt” he compliments and I look down to see my shirt with the Eiffel Tower.

“Thanks” I smile, my face beating up.

“Are you okay? You’re burning up” he says, placing his hand on my forehead.

Oh god Peter, you don’t know what you’re doing to me.

“Yeah-yeah I’m fine” I say, him laying his hand down.

“Hey Peter” Liz says, coming over and kissing his cheek.

She begins talking to him before turning to me.

“Hey Y/N” She says before tugging Peter away, making me sigh.

“Karissa” MJ says and I nod.

“I know I know” I sigh.

“But I can’t” I tell her and she sighs, shaking her head.

“He deserves to know your feelings for you” Ned jumps in.

“No he doesn’t, it’ll just mess things up for him” I say.

“Maybe, but he should know now before something happens” Flash jumps in, us all looking at him.

“What?” He asks and I raise my eyebrows.

“It’s obvious! I’m just.. saying” he says before walking off.

“I’ll think about it” I tell the two before shifting my backpack strap onto my backpack nervously, walking away.


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“I’m gonna do it” I mumble, looking at the send button by the message that I’ve typed so many times before.

“I can do this” I say, closing my eyes and sending the message.

“Look I’ve typed this message a million times before because I know it’ll affect us. I like you. Or sorta love? I don’t know what love it 🤷🏽‍♀️ but I really like you. I’m sorry”
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I quickly drop my phone into my bed, getting out of the chat and holding my head in my hands, letting warm tears come out of my eyes.

“Why did I do this?”

Smile at a Wedding

There is a girl I know,
with a perfect smile;
when she sees the camera,
she stops and flashes
her perfect grin,
while the world stops
and stares.

But there is something about
the girl with the perfect smile
that, on occasion, makes me stop and think.

You may think she is beautiful,

but I think
she is sad;

And that perfect smile
is ‘perfect’
because it is so good
at pretending.

I think about the girl
with the smile
who has to put on faulty appearances,

and my heart aches;

for what could be sadder
than a smile
that lacks
happiness?

tis her heart,
wincing,
plain as day,
but noticed by few

anonymous asked:

i hadnt seen my boyfriend in 11 days and when we saw each other we attack-hugged each other and were smiling so much. we cant stop, were attached to each other and were so happy. its only 11 days but its the first time we were apart for that long since we started dating :')

that’s beautiful. i know the feeling and it makes my soul so warm, thank you for sharing. every time my significant other goes out for a long period of time for work or to help family. i miss him so much my heart aches and i just want to hold and kiss because we’re never apart!

Anon asked: Can u please make an imagine about Dj Rupp where you get mad at him for his new music video because there is a part where 2 girls are touching him inappropriately and he makes it up for you? Please ? 😁❤️

“Y/N, your gonna wanna check out your man’s new video” my bestfriend Maggie shouted from the kitchen, “it dropped today?” I whipped out my phone, “yeah and I don’t think your gonna be too happy.” She walked into the room with a sincere look on her face, i furrowed my brows. “Your kinda freaking me out, but okay?” I searched up Dillon’s name and the video popped up. I sat there and watched it, Maggie was completely correct. I wasn’t pleased at all. Would you be pleased if you saw your boyfriend of 2 and a half years touching females and letting them touch and kiss up on him? No. I threw my phone, “y/n… Chill” Maggie came to me, “why does he not ask me shit before he does it” I cried out. This was the 3rd time he’s done something like this and every time before he disregarded my feelings and I’ve had it. I’m a woman not an object and I’m not about to be disrespected. I sat there thinking as Maggie tried relaxing me, “he’s got one coming when he steps in that door.” I got up and sat on the kitchens island in plain view of the door.

An hour later Dillon pulled up along skate and Derek and entered the house. “Hey bab–” he stood there, he knew I was mad. “What’s up?” He questioned, Derek and Nate looked at me and knew Dillon was in for it. “You know wassup.” I rolled my eyes, “are we finna do this shit again.?” He rolls his eyes, I took a deep breath in and hit my fist on my leg. “I’m so sick of this man” I laughed out, he stood quiet. “I’m sick of the miscommunication, the fucking secrets, the disrespect and the lack of appreciation Dillon” “what the fuck are you talking about” he scoffed. “Don’t act stupid dillon, you never tell me shit no more, you kept the whole video concept away from me, you kissed some females and let them touch you and shit, you’ve done this 2 other times and when I tried fucking talking to you legit laughed in my face and said you wouldn’t do it again, stupidly I fucking stayed because I’m in love with you. I try and chill with you and have our random date nights and you never have time for me but got time to go with your boys?” My brows scrunched up as I gestured over to Derek and Nate. “I get it, I’m no longer your priority and that’s cool, I can get any one I fucking want but I only want you but I’m so done to be honest” I hopped off the counter, “you are over reacting” Dillon laughed, “bro” Nate held on to his shoulder.

I laughed to myself, “you know what, I always over react in your eyes so lemme do us a big favor, I’m done. Consider yourself single and no longer held down.” I let tears slide down my face. “Your not leaving” Dillon laughed. “Dillon I am. I hope your happy. Let’s go mags” I grabbed my purse and walked past him, he grabbed my wrist. “Where are you going?” He looked painfully at me, “that’s no longer your concern, Imma dip catch you whenever kiddo” I pulled my wrist and walked out the house. I made it into Maggie’s car and the whole time cried, I layed on her sofa and relooked over every memory. I got message after message from Dillon.

Dills ❤️✨: babe.
Dills ❤️✨: please come back.
Dills ❤️✨: I don’t wanna loose you, please I’m begging you.
Dills ❤️✨: baby, I can’t live without you. Please don’t do this to me…
Dills ❤️✨: Y/N…
Dills ❤️✨: I love you please don’t do this to me, I don’t wanna wake up without you there.

I know me and him aren’t over, but I need him to appreciate me and show me that he cares. Until then, I don’t wanna be around him. I layed there for the next 3 hours looking at every memory of me and Dillon and decided to check his Twitter. One of his tweets caught my eye, it was 2 hours ago. I clicked it and it directed me back to his Instagram, up popped up a picture of me and Dillon when we went to Puerto Rico with Nash. “11/7/2015. I’m never one to be all cakey, but this female means so much to me, y'all don’t even know. 11/7/2015 her birthday and the day I made the woman I wanna marry… Mine. I admit I’m a screw up, I do stupid shit and I question everyday how does she put up with me? Today we had a big fight because I made a stupid choice of not speaking to her. I didn’t write this for y'all to send her hate, so please don’t. I wrote this to just hopefully get at least a text back. Y/N I’m sorry for not talking to you, for lying, for not appreciating you but please don’t leave. I’m trying so hard to work on me, for us. At the end of the day none of these females have what you have, they don’t have good cooking skills, amazing humor, sarcastic jokes, a sexy ass attitude, the best lips in the world and a smile that makes me fall in deeper love with you… Every Time I see you, I get so nervous as stupid as it sounds, I turn into a child with a crush. I love you, and your attitude and everything just everything. Please respond to me, the thought of you leaving and finding someone that’s not me, kills me. It wouldn’t make everything I fucking have worth it, if your not here with me. Please baby respond or at least see me. Love your baby face dill 😔❤️🐷”

I stood there and thought,

Me to Dills ❤️✨: I’ll be home in 10.
Dills ❤️✨: oh thank god. I love you ❤️
Me to Dills ❤️✨: whatever.

I approached the house, grabbing my purse and making sure to keep my guard up. I opened the door and called out for Dillon, I had no response before making it to our bedroom. On the bed stood a big bear, with flowers and a picture of when we went on our first date. Cute if you ask me, I wanted to forgive him in that moment but I needed a little more begging. “Babe..” I heard him step in, “yeah” I sternly said, he walked over to me holding one of my hands in his, “I’m sorry…” He rubbed over it with a finger. I rolled my eyes, “okay.” “Baby, I really am. I get it I get that I’ve been acting like a fucking ass but man I don’t wanna loose you. Your legit everything to me, it would kill me to see you happy with someone that’s not me. I wake up everyday blessed to be next to you, to have the memories I have with you and to go to sleep every fucking night with you. I’m new to this being in love shit and it’s not an excuse why I shouldn’t have asked you but dammit I’m begging literally to give me another shot, I have a lot I wanna make up to you. I wanna spend the rest of my days with you and I’m gonna learn to tell you everything before I do it just please don’t leave.” He pulled me into his arms holding me tight breathing quicker than ever, I took a moment for everything he said to sink in. I pulled back, “Dillon… I” his eyes turned to the side painfully as he let my hand go. “Of course I forgive you, you think you’d loose me that easy? Hell no, I just wanted to teach you a lesson stop being an ass or next time Imma really leave” he turned back smiling brightly as ever before lifting me off the ground and planting a soft gentle kiss on my lips. “ I fucking love you and Imma make up for everything.” “I love you too and you can start making up by putting a movie and having a day to just cuddle me” I laughed “yes ma'am” he laughed placing me down before putting a movie in and lying in bed with me. As stressful as he may make me, it’s worth every tear,sweat, heart ache and headache.

Endearments - Part 2: Gimli

[Part 1]

(Based on this post.) Finally, the conclusion! More sappy pining Gimlas, family quarrels plus the happy ending! (Also a little Bagginshield mention snuck its way in there, whoops~)

Khuzdul translations are at the end. (My Neo-Khuzdul is worse than my Sindarin, so if anyone out there is familiar with The Dwarrow Scholar’s Neo-Khuzdul and has corrections, pleasepleaseplease let me know!)

This was, without doubt, the stupidest thing Gimli had ever done. And as a reckless, hot-headed dwarfling, he had done a lot of stupid things. Falling in love with an elf, with the son of Thranduil was still the crowning achievement in any competition of completely foolhardy decisions. Not that he’d really planned on it. By the time he’d noticed, it had been far, far too late to stop himself.

Still, he had no desire to be mocked, or worse, gently and sorrowfully spurned, so he decided to keep his great trap shut. Which was easier said than done, because every time the elf looked at him, smiled at him, called him that strange sweet-sounding elven word, the truth tried desperately to tumble from his lips, and it was all he could do to bite it back. It got a little easier, if he was honest, when he started calling Legolas his greatest treasure. Of course, the elf had no idea what it meant, so it was safe, even if he knew any dwarf would pluck his beard out one hair at a time if they knew.

Which was why he was resolved not to call Legolas that while they were staying together in Erebor. King Thorin Stonehelm had welcomed Legolas with more grace than Thranduil had managed at the beginning, but that was damning with faint praise, and Legolas got an equally frosty reception from Gimli’s family. Glóin remembered Legolas’s slight against his wife and son, and Gimli’s mother and sister were wary and mistrustful.

So it was a tense household, but at least Mizim made every attempt to be civil. She was not one to abandon manners for hurt pride, especially not over something that happened so long ago, and when Legolas was equally courteous back, she began to warm to him. Just a little. It lifted Gimli’s heart to see it. It made him incautious.

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I just wanted to let you know that I love your blog! I no longer follow sterek as much as I used to but I still regularly scroll through your blog and reread all your fanfiction. You're incredibly talented and I love everything you write! The stuff you have written has made me laugh and cry and I genuinely feel my heart ache when something sad happens in your stories. You're by far one of my favourite writers and I hope you never stop writing!!!

This ask really made me smile (and I came home from a good day to something really upsetting, so thank you, I genuinely needed to hear a nice thing). I have to confess, I feel myself slipping away from sterek too but for some reason I find myself still reblogging them every day. They’ve got a very tight hold of me, nonnie. SAVE ME!!!! 

I’m truly touched to know something I have written and put out there has put a physical smile on your face or made your heart twinge in some way. When authors do that to me it’s one of the best feelings, and I am beyond happy I did that to someone else. You! 

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The stages of me,with the though of meeting Abraham Mateo:

PLEASE GOD,POR FAVOR,MAKE THIS YEAR BE THE YEAR I MEET MY BABY AM:

iM GONNA CAPTURE HIS SOUL WITH MY SEXY SMILE:

HE IS GONNA FALL DEEPLY IN LOVE WITH ME..UGHH MY HEART ACHES ….:

HE IS GONNA WHISPER TO MY EAR SWEET THINGS..AWWW STOP IT YOU NAUGHTY BOY:

AND WE GONNA LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER:

AND THEN……I WOKE UP!!!!!

Jet Black Heart - A Peter Pan x Reader Fanfiction Part one

So I have not actually seen Once Upon A Time (I know, I know. Please don’t kill me) But I saw a gif set of Robbie Kay, aka Peter Pan from the show and I instantly fell in love with the kid (Okay not so much a kid because he is a year older than me but still the word fit.) Anyways I was feeling inspired and started to write this! Let me know what you guys think, and as always send me some requests!

Part two  Part three  Part four  Part five  Part six  Part Seven Part eight  Part nine

Originally posted by pan-imagines

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From the Missing Pages, Chapter 1

Another version of how the infamous Page 23 came to be.

There will be multiple installments of this story.

Summary: Taking Tinkerbell’s advice, Regina meets Robin in the tavern. This part is told from Robin’s perspective.


Robin looks up from the bar and immediately forgets everything he’s supposed to doing, all he can manage to do is stand there and stare. Beautiful seems to be an understatement—standing there in the doorway with her long, dark locks hanging freely around  her shoulders contrasted by her olive skin and a thin, crisp pearl-white dress, she’s simply breathtaking. And when she smiles shyly at him, he can’t help but smile back.

Taking a step in, she looks around uncomfortably. He can tell that her heart is racing—she’s nervous about something and very obviously out of place in his tavern. She moves toward the bar gracefully—regally almost—and to his surprise, sits down.  Their eyes meet and for a moment, he’s at a complete loss for words.

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