the heart wants what the heart wants i guess


Destiel AU: Dean Winchester leaves Lawrence on a whim to go to visit his childhood best friend, Castiel Novak, at Stanford. He breaks in, intending to make this a surprise visit. but things don’t quite go as planned when Castiel initially mistakes him for an intruder. [read the ficlet on ao3]

Dean didn’t know what possessed him to get in the Impala and drive across the country. Or maybe he did, but he was too much of a chickenshit to admit it. It certainly hadn’t been an easy trip. Stanford was thousands of miles away from Lawrence. Twenty-six hours of drive-time if you followed the speed limit (which he didn’t). So like it or not, ending up five states away at his best friend’s doorstep at 1am was not something he could brush off as an accident, and that scared him.

It scared him that Cas might look at his presence and know exactly what Dean was scared to say.

It was a good thing he had a lot of practice ignoring his own feelings, because if he’d really let himself appreciate the gravity of what he was doing, he probably wouldn’t have been able to get out of the car. He made his way to the front door, double checking the address on his phone. He could feel his heart rate speeding up in anxious anticipation. He couldn’t believe it had been months since they’d seen each other without the aid of computer screens.

Thinking about the last time he’d seen Cas wasn’t really something he liked to do. He knew he had no one but himself to blame for that day Cas had driven off, his long suffering Pimpmobile full to bursting with clothes and furniture for his new apartment.They’d exchanged goodbyes on the sidewalk. Dean had so many things he wanted to say but he’d swallowed them down so Cas wouldn’t hear the lump that was stuck in his throat.

“I’ll see you at Christmas,” Cas had said, trying to smile at him.

Dean wanted to remind him that he could call anytime he wanted, that they would Facebook message every day, that Dean would be thinking about him…but instead all he’d done was nod solemnly. Cas grinned at him like he understood and opened his arms for a hug.

Dean was usually the one who held back from physical contact but this time he’d surprised himself, pulling Cas in tight, breathing him in for what promised to be the last time in a long time. He’d patted Cas’s back, instead of burying his head against Cas’s shoulder the way he wanted.

After a moment they’d pulled away and Cas had given Dean that look he reserved for the times when he knew Dean wanted to say something but wouldn’t. That look that promised not to judge him, if Dean could only lend himself the same courtesy. But Dean wasn’t that much of a dick. He might have been in love with his best friend, and sure, he might not have admitted it to himself until the worst possible moment, but he certainly wasn’t going to ruin this day for Cas. His friend had a long day of driving ahead of him today, and yet another one tomorrow. He didn’t need to spend it thinking about how Dean was a giant cry baby who didn’t want him to leave. Cas had great opportunities waiting for him at Stanford, with even greater people, of this Dean was sure.

So after they’d said their goodbyes, as Cas was getting into his car, Dean had dropped his hand on Cas’s shoulder. For a moment he searched for the right words that would encompass everything he wanted to tell him.

That Cas was the best friend he’d ever had. That Dean was proud of him. That he was loved. There was nothing that could quite do the job, or at least nothing he could let himself say. But Cas was looking up at him with those big guileless blue eyes and Dean had to say something.

“Don’t ever change,” Dean told him, annoyed by the way his voice grew rough with emotion.

He’d thought about that moment a million times in the months that followed, going over it again and again and wishing he’d done it differently. But now was not the time to dwell on the past, now was the time to remember everything he’d ever read about picking locks.

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;hard to say (m)

pairing— park jimin x reader, highschool! jimin, bestfriend! jimin
genre/warnings— smut, fluff, slight angst,
words— 11,163

:: summary— You’ve had feelings for your bestfriend Jimin for as long as you can remember, but you always thought they were unreciprocated. What if it turned out they weren’t…?

note— this is a (sort of) remastered version of the same story I wrote for Kyungsoo here, called Just Friends. Whenever I think of this story, I just see Jimin lmao, and I couldn’t help myself but to rewrite it. For more information, read here.

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So, this is entirely @kazliin and their beautiful fanfiction’s fault, specifically the part where they used a song from Notre Dame De Paris for Viktor’s free skate. If Viktor is the singers, that would make Yuuri the object of Viktor’s desire, which means Esmeralda, and there you have it.

Bonus reaction Viktor:


happy birthday kiiboy!! i love u a lot even though most of the time i make fun of ur lack of parts!!!


Request~ ‘Heyyy could you do numbers 62, 64 and 68 with kai x reader please?

Prompts: “It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed.” “Are you ticklish?” “PILLOW FIGHT!” 

Imagine~ you and Kai being stuck in a cabin together after Bonnie spells you in. 

Word Count: 1554

“Ugh why does Bonnie always rope me into her stupid plans?” you groaned as you collapsed onto the couch. 

“She wants to see if my feelings are real and I have feelings towards you so I guess she just wants if they’re real.” Kai sighs, a small smirk playing on his face. 

It was true that he had feelings for you but he showed them feelings through flirty comments and smirks. 

So to see if he could actually feel Bonnie locked the both of you in a cabin in the middle of nowhere and somehow she roped you into it. 

“Ugh, whatever. I’m gonna look around to see if there’s another bed for you to sleep in.” you said dreading to think you’d have to spend the night in the same bed as him. 

It didn’t take long to look around the cabin seeing it was very small. All it consisted of was a small kitchen diner, a living room, a bathroom and a single bedroom. 

You walked back into the front room seeing Kai lounging on the couch staring blankly at the ceiling fan, his eyes following its pattern of spinning. 

“Well, since there’s no more bedrooms I’m sure you’ll be fine sleeping on the couch.” you said, smiling sarcastically as he turned his attention to you. 

“It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed.” Kai said and you could tell he was grinning without even looking at him. 

“Fine,” you groaned making Kai smirk, “but try anything and I’ll cut your dick off.” 

His smirk fell as he looked at you rolling his eyes making you laugh. 

“You wouldn’t want to destroy something you want so bad.” Kai smirked, recovering from your comment. 

“Kai.” you seethed throwing a pillow at him making him laugh. 

“Since you seem very moody how about we play a board game?” Kai said looking over at you innocently. 

“Finally a good idea.” you said smiling at him as you looked on top of the bookshelf. 

You pulled down monopoly knowing it was one of the few board games you were actually good at. 

You laid the game out on the table as Kai grinned over at you happily. 

Kai truly did have a massive crush on you but he wasn’t the best with emotions which meant he didn’t really know how to express them. He hated himself because he’d made you hate him and it killed him. 

But here you were setting up a board game for the both of you in a what some might say romantic cabin and that was enough to warm his heart. 

“Which piece do you want to be?” you asked, a small smile playing on your lips. 

“Erm, the cat.” he said snapping out of his trance. 

“Okay..” you trailed off finishing off setting up the board game, your tongue sticking out slightly. 

“You’re really beautiful, you know that?” Kai said, his eyes taking every detail of your face. 

“T-thank I guess.” you stammered, a light blush washing over your face. You couldn’t deny that you heart fluttered at his comment but you also didn’t want to admit it. 

After one game of monopoly you were both tired, you’d forgotten how long a game of monopoly took and you could tell Kai was cheating. 

You yawned as Kai entered the room with a glass of water, his eyes drooping slightly and you could tell he was tired. 

“Do you wanna head to bed?” you sighed as you pushed yourself off the floor. 

“Sounds good to me.” he replied, his voice deeper than usual and it was kind of attractive. 

You walked to the bathroom to get changed into some pjs before realizing you didn’t have any. You didn’t know Bonnie’s plan when she locked you in here so you didn’t have time to pack. 

“Kai!” you shouted in hopes Kai would let you borrow his shirt to wear to sleep. 

He trudged into the bathroom wearing the grey sweats and black top he’d been wearing all night. 

“What’s up?” he asked yawning and you could tell he was tired. 

“Give me your shirt.” you said bluntly missing your bed back home. 

“Somebodies a bit upfront.” he replied smirking as he pulled his shirt from over his head and putting it in your open hand. 

“Ugh shut up, I have no pajamas and I want to be comfortable and covered if I’m sleeping next to you.” you sighed, “Now get out.” 

Kai remained smirking but left the room as asked without muttering a word leaving you alone in the bathroom. 

You peeled off your clothes and threw Kai’s baggy shirt over your torso. It was soft and hung over you like a dress, it smelt like him and it was a good scent. 

After a second of reveling in the comfort and warmth you entered the bedroom to see Kai lying on top of the sheets in just his gray sweats. 

He glanced over at you as you took in his body, it was masculine but not overly muscular and his sweats hung perfectly just below his hips. 

“I know I’m hot, no need to stare.”  Kaai smirked, snapping you out of your gaze. You rolled your eyes trying to play it cool as you crawled onto the bed lying next to him. 

“By the way, if you wake me up before 10am tomorrow I’ll kill you.” you smiled looking up at the heretic. “Mhm whatever. P.S you look really hot with my shirt on.” he smirked completely brushing over your threat. 

“So hot I want to do this.” he said as he pushed his hand beneath the shirt, rubbing your side slowly. His cool rings sent shivers up you spine and you tensed up slightly but tried to recover before he noticed. 

“Are you ticklish?” he laughed and you realized your attempt had failed. 

“What? No, why would you think that?” you said trying to persuade him to forget about it. 

“So if I did this?” he said as he squeezed and tickled your sides lightly. It took everything within you to suppress your giggles but in the end it didn’t work. 

His smirk turned into more of a devilish grin when he realized and he stradelled your body to make it easier to tickle you. 

“Kai, please don’t.” you whimpered, knowing what you were saying would have no impact on Kai’s actions. 

His hands traveled to your sides and he began to tickle you mercilessly. You erupted into a fit of giggles as you squirmed and wriggled beneath him. 

“K-Kai. Stop. Please.” you said breathlessly in between your fits of laughter. 

In this moment Kai couldn’t help but find you extremely attractive. You were completely under his control and here you where squirming underneath him on a bed you would be sharing. 

“Y’know you look really hot right now. All helpless beneath me.” Kai said smirking as his hands detached from your waist. 

The room was silent as he looked into your eyes and you peered deep into his blue ones. “I don’t think so but whatever floats your boat.” you said breaking the silence. 

He didn’t say anything in reply, instead he leaned in so close you could feel his breath hitting against your face. 

But you didn’t think him tickling you and calling you hot was worthy of a kiss yet so you did the only thing you could do in that moment. 

You hit him in the face with a pillow, he sat there stunned for a second as you erupted into a fit of laughter. 

“PILLOW FIGHT!” you shouted and his eyes lit up. “Oh, it’s on.” he grinned as he grabbed a pillow and flung it across your head. 

You returned the hit with more force and you both did this back and forth for a while. 

At some points he was sitting on you and others, you on him. In all honesty you didn’t completely understand how you’d gone from sleepy to this but you didn’t care. 

After a while of hitting each other back and forth he was on top of you, pinning your arms down on either side of your body. 

“Now how about we start back where we left off.” he said smirking as he leaned in catching his lips on yours. 

Your eyelids fluttered closed and his loose on your wrists loosened so you pulled your hands away and ran them through his brown locks. His hands slid up your shirt like they had before, his rings adding an extra sensation to his touch. 

His tongue swiped along your bottom lips before he squeezed your hips making you gasp which gave him free entry into your mouth. His tongue explored yours as you tugged on his hair slightly. 

After a few moments he pulled away for air, a large smirk plastered onto his face. Your small smile broke out into more of a grin. 

“I knew you wanted me.” he smirked making you roll your eyes and reconnect your lips with his. 

(a/n) thank you @catastrophesprodigy ! it was a nice imagine to write xx

I think every part of me knew I had to let him go, owing him no explanation nor myself the time to second guess and change my mind. But I wanted him; I wanted to know him, to be close and understand him in ways in which others cannot. And if I pushed just a little bit harder, and if he only opened his heart just that tiny bit more, I would get what I want. But pushing exhausts the muscles, owning the ability to yield sore hearts as well as arms - and my heart has been aching for far too long.
—  11:14 p.m.

// Can anyone clarify how Xemnas’ plan in KH2 worked into the Nort goal?

It’s midnight and I’m in your car again. Your hands are on me, all over me, I know how this story ends. Your lips touch mine with passion but are void of reverence. Our bodies get closer but your hearts not there. You don’t love me, you just like what I let you do. You don’t love me, but you know I’m easy to use. I don’t love you, and I guess I use you too. Cause I just want to feel something. Anything. I just want to feel anything.

But I don’t feel anything anymore

And in the immortal words of Jared Padalecki:

Originally posted by feministjared


Originally posted by ackleholics

What hurt you anon? What makes you hate the idea so much? Why do you feel the need to come to peoples inboxes to spew your hateful bullshit? Honestly you are the one who is pathetic. Go get a life outside of hate.

Its not about buttsex you ridiculous cretin (if that’s all it is to you then that’s called homophobia. The rampant sexualisation of queer love and couples is a major scorn on society and you are in the midst of it. Grow up and learn to differentiate between love and sex.)  

Anyone with any ability to analyse and study media can see the romantic tropes. We have countless comparisons between male friends in story telling and destiel and one is not like the other. You are the delusional one. You and all your anti cretins in your hateful little tumblr hole are so hilariously pathetic at this point your tantrums bring us quite a lot of glee (when we can be bothered to even bat an eyelid at you that is). Unlike you we actual prefer to revel in the ideas of love and goodness and decent story telling and character development. We devote our time to creating art and fantastic works of fiction and we bond and share in our LOVE of this show AND this ship AND the characters and there is no hateful nastiness in our midst. I honestly pity you.

What do you do on tumblr? You go into people’s inboxes to rant and attempt to bring them down? All because you don’t like the fact that countless numbers of people share in their love and passion for this show and this ship? That it has support from lots of media sources as well as the cast and crew of Supernatural itself? Is whats bothering you the fact that destiel has been building up so much traction in media and getting so much publicity nowadays that you are fed up of seeing it everywhere? That the show itself is making a huge deal out of Dean and Cas’s relationship that you have to watch it blindly hidden behind your delusion to deny what is clearly a deep and profound relationship built on foundations of love that has been made VERY clear in the text that it is far different to the love between Sam and Cas (whose love is canonically, textually, a brotherly love?)

Is THAT what bothers you? The fact that all this build up is making you so uncomfortable that you have to storm into a meta writers inbox to try to make them see the ‘light’? Call them deluded and path’a’tic because you can’t bare the truth that they are most likely correct in their assessment? Exactly what did you expect to gain from this? Did it make you feel better to send that ask? If so then I REALLY pity you. Go get yourself a Snickers or something, and maybe watch a different show. Because you are REALLY not gonna like where this one is going.

Bestfriend Trouble (2/2) | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: Hi everyone! Here’s part 2 of Bestfriend Trouble! A lot of things are going to happen for this one. I hope you guys like this! Warning: This might be too cheesy for other people, especially near the end. HAHAHA. Enjoy!

Request: Can u do a imagine where Zach takes you to the dance and y'all do cute things like slow dance and all that.. and u can end it how u like it.


“Will you go with me, as my date, to the winter formal?” Zach finally asks after 10 minutes of clearing his throat, coughing and stalling. I laugh at him in response.

“Yeah, duh. Who else will I go with? You’re obliged to ask me since I’m your best friend.” I answer and he stares at me for a while with a confused look on his face.

“Well with that kind of reasoning, I should be asking Justin to the dance too since he’s also my bestfriend.” he mumbles under his breath but loud enough for me to hear while rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, Zach? I don’t get why you’re acting so odd for the past couple of days.” I reply as I lean back on my chair and cross my arms in front of my chest. He turns to face me and lets out a deep sigh.

“Look, I’m not asking you to the dance because I have to or because it’s my responsibility as your best friend.” he begins, adding finger quotations as he says the words “best friend”.

“I’m asking you to the dance because I genuinely want to go with you, Y/N. No one else, just you. Only you.” he continues and I give him a small smile.

“Alright, fine, okay, I’ll go to the dance with you. It’s not like I had a choice anyway.” I answer and he groans in frustration.

“Please don’t say yes because you don’t have a choice. Please don’t say yes if you feel like you’re just doing me a favor.” he says as he rubs the sides of his temples. I raise an eyebrow at him and shake my head before speaking.

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry, yes, I will go to the winter formal with you Mr. Zachary Dempsey. It will be my absolute pleasure to be your date.” I finally say and he lifts up his head to face me. There was a certain sparkle in his eyes, like he was ecstatic that I agreed to go with him to the dance.

The rest of Zach and I’s time in Monet’s was nothing out of the ordinary. After the whole conversation about the dance, we just got on with typical best friend stuff. He got us more food - celebratory pastries as Zach liked to call them - and he dropped me home after that.

There were only a few days left until the winter formal and I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t excited for it. If I’m being completely honest, I was excited to go to the dance and I was hoping - even to the point of praying - for Zach to ask me to be his date. However, I didn’t want to let anyone know just in case everything goes to hell. I didn’t want to expect anything because expectations lead you to disappointments. Fortunately, it looks like the stars have aligned and the Gods have listened to my prayers because so far, everything’s going great.


The night of the winter formal

Getting ready for a school dance is the most tedious task there is. You need the perfect dress and the right hairstyle to go with that dress. Not to mention your shoes also need to be flawless.

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Back to You


// In which Harry’s girlfriend breaks up with him because she can’t handle the distance anymore. 

“Harry, I can’t do this anymore.” Just one little sentence had destroyed him, “what is it you can’t do anymore babe?” Trying to calm down his girlfriend. He knew what she meant but couldn’t bear to think about what was about to come. He wanted her to see it; he needed it. “I’m so tired of not having you around. So fucking tired of being second to everything. What even is the point of being together if you’re gonna make me feel more alone than when I’m actually alone?”

(Y/N) knew she was being selfish when she asked Harry to do such a big requests but she needed the truth to be told. “It doesn’t even change when you’re home. You’re always doing your own thing. It’s like you’re never even here and I’m sick of it.”

She wanted to be a normal couple, doing normal couple things.

(Y/N) always had stood by Harry’s side through everything; from the Larry conspiracies, hate, cheating rumors, the list could go on and on. She promised him she would stay for the long haul, but how can she keep her promises, when Harry doesn’t even keep his?

 "You don’t mean that, y/n..“

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We made up

I gave you my heart on a silver platter,

You threw it away like it didn’t matter.

You gave your beautiful heart to clumsy old me,

Who was a heartless monster but you just didn’t see.

You used to care for me and hold my hand, took the lead.

That’s all it took to give my heart as its all I ever want and need.

My care and love was disguising the filth inside me which filled me to the brim,

Your want and need were left unfulfilled as I destroyed your heart and made you grim.

You broke my heart and scattered them in pieces,

Filled me with unimaginable pain that never decreases.

Albeit in pieces your heart still existed with the hope of being whole once again,

What about me who lost his heart, turning into a monster and causing you so much pain.

I wanted to care for you love you I wanted to stay,

But here I am mending my broken pieces day by day.

I guess monsters like myself are not loved, they are to be hated and cursed,

You tried to love me, for that I’m grateful but in the atrocities I was just too immersed.

I tried to hold you tried to make you see,

That you are not a monster, that’s not how it should be.

How can I not be a monster when all I ever did was totally monstrous,

Coming in your life, filling it with love and then leaving you totally ambiguous.

Maybe hurting me hurt you more,

I am broken here but you’re the one who is crying on the floor.

Tears won’t stop streaming down my face,

I look up in desperation, how to end this phase.

Let me dry up your tears and give you my pieces,

Let us lead this pain to a road where it decreases.

Even if they are in millions, I’ll mend the pieces of your heart,

Don’t matter if it takes my whole life, for you, there just can’t be anymore hurt.

You can mend the pieces of my heart which is broken,

But what about my soul who is sleeping after inhaling cocaine.

We’ll revive the soul through love, make her feel alive again,

Take you to sea, the sound of waves crashing will take away all the pain.

The pain will go away, my soul will revive,

But I am afraid to take this dive.

When the going gets tough I’ll hold your hand,

It’ll be a little cold but in yours it’ll perfectly land.

My hand shakes I am scared,

What if this feeling is to be feared?

All of your fears will definitely eliminate,

The moment our hands perfectly interdigitate.

Then take my hand and let us escape,

Let’s end up there where we will always feel safe.

To infinity and beyond, to the stars where they’d so brightly shine,

Your radiance will illuminate, I’ll be yours and you’ll be mine.

- @whispering-soul-in-darkness & @fragments-of-my-mind

Beautiful collab with the amazing @whispering-soul-in-darkness =’) (Her words in bold, mine in italics)

Just friends (m)

pairing: do kyungsoo x reader / feat. oh sehun, high school! kyungsoo

genre/warnings: smut, fluff

• words: 9,117

Summary: You’ve had feelings for your friend Kyungsoo for as long as you can remember, but you always thought they were unreciprocated. What if it turned out they weren’t…?

“He should be here already,” you whined to your friend, who you were sitting next to on a kitchen counter.

You were at some pretty crappy house party and things were getting boring.

Why wasn’t he here yet?

“Maybe he got lost on the way, I heard he’s that stupid,” your friend replied, his low voice drawing out as if he couldn’t be bothered to speak aloud.

You turned to him with a huff, but that huff trailed off as you were met with his face and you silently groaned.

How after all these years of knowing him, did he still have this effect on you?

His eyes were big and dark, his eyelashes curling upwards, thick and black, and his nose perfectly fit his face, it wasn’t too big but it wasn’t too small…and don’t get you started on his lips. Those lips were enough to make any girl wonder. They were thick and plump, his cupid’s bow flawlessly turned up and his teeth were straight. You loved it when he smiled, his mouth opened up into a heart shape, although these days you didn’t see him smile much. Maybe you had stopped making him smile…

“Hey, don’t me mean!” You warned, remembering to speak.

You watched him roll his eyes and run his hand through his thick hair. It was styled up today and you liked it – it made him look older, more mature.

“It’s true though, right?” He asked, smiling that heart shaped smile, that you missed.

It was your turn to roll your eyes now and you hit him on the shoulder.

“Kyungsoo, be quiet,” you said, however, you couldn’t hide your little smirk, as you watched him laugh at your reaction.

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New Rules 2

Title: New Rules 2

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Request: Can you do something with tom or Peter based on the song new rules by dua lipa? It would be great if you could 😘💖

Word count: 904

A/N: I tried a different format so it would be easier to read, let me know what you guys think. Also sorry this is A LOT shorter than the first one, ENJOY!

Warnings: Angst

Part 1

Also I lost my tag list for New Rules (Which wasn’t added to the first part) so if you were added to it before please send me an ask saying so or message me, thanks x (Update; I found some people from my old list but if I didn’t add you below please message me)


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If I had a superpower, it would be to make evil people good.

I wish it was something I could actually do because evil people must be so bitter and sad. I wish evil people and people who wanted to do bad things would just… not! And embrace goodness. Because in the long run it’s so much better for people to be good, and embrace positivity and be kind to one another.

And I just… want people who I KNOW can be good… to BE good. It disappoints and hurts me and breaks my heart that people choose to be awful when they absolutely have the potential to be good people. I wish they’d do it on their own, but a superpower to make them realize how much better they’d make the world if they were good, and COMPEL them to be good… oh man, that would be the best.

This would be the coolest and best superpower ever.

Imagine Ivar the boneless and OC

Ivar after trying to kill Lagartha

“Do you believe in Destiny?” You asked as you stood in front of him.

Ivar glances up at you with an expressionless look, “Destiny is in my blood.”

“Then wouldn’t you say that this was destined to happen?” you asked as you knelt to his eye level.

His eyes blazed with anger, “don’t tell me what is meant and not meant to happen. I will be the person in charge of my life not you or Lagartha!”

“I know,” you answered with a smile, “your going to be great! You’ll conquer the world and take fate and destiny by the throat.”

He had been looking down at that point and suddenly when you said that he looked up at you with a piercing gaze, “do you truly believe that.”

“More than life itself,” you answered spontaneously.

Ivar’s hand had suddenly grabbed your throat in a death grip as he pulled you to his chest. His hand held you but it was still quite lose as if he was afraid he would hurt you.

He slowly trailed your lips with his thumb.

“You…,” he began as he stared into your eyes.

“You are the only person… you can not… no your mind. Do you understand me? You cannot betray me!” He whispered harshly before bringing you forward into a crushing hug.

“If it’s you there, then I can conquer the world and make you the queen. Would you like that?” He asked as he smiled sinisterly pulling away from the hug.

“What the world?” You asked.

“Yes the world,” he said as he rolled his eyes.

“I don’t know. I do want heaven and hell can you bring that down for me?” You asked with a cheeky smile.

“Now your just being greedy, is the world not enough for you?” He asked exasperated.

“No I guess not because what I really want is this,” you said as you lays your hand on his heart.

He looked at you confused.

“Your heart you silly goose,” You laughed.

“Y/n what you fail to understand is that my heart has been yours since the day I layed my eyes on you,” Ivar stated as he pulled you into his lap.

“Is that so?” A brow was raised.

“What shall I do to prove it? I said I would lay the world at your feet and you are still not satisfied. Should I ask you to marry me? Will take make you happy?” You had stared at him with shocked eyes.

Ivar had never mentioned marriage. Sure you’ve thought about it but to Ivar it was something taboo. Plus was this his way of proposing to you because it was so terribly done!

“Did you just ask for my hand in marriage?” You asked.

“And if I did what day you is my answere?” He asked with a grin.

“Of course it’s a no you jerk!” You smacked him in the chest, “what type of proposal was that?!”

You got up and began to walk off in anger.

“Y/n wait. What do you mean? Would you just hold on woman!” he yelled in anger.

“Ask me again properly tomorrow!” You yelled as you stomped off.

I Care (Theo Raeken prompt)

Originally posted by stilinski-jpeg

Request: prompt 11, 24, 59, 61, 88, 120, 127, 146 with Theo please!💕 I hope this isn’t too many prompts😬

11) “is it weird that I want to kick your ass every time I look at you”
24) “I should hate you, but you make it so damn impossible”
59) “sometimes I want to punch your perfect face”
61) “do me a favor” “yes?” “shut the hell up”
88) “why are you here?”
120) “did you flick me off?” “yes”
127) “its rude to stare” “I’m not staring, I’m admiring”
146) “are you too blind to see that I care?”

Warning(s): fluff, bad words, sass

Setting/Season: season 6a

I had just walked into Scott’s house when I heard, “Liam! Why did you let him out?” Scott exclaimed.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion when I headed towards the kitchen, “Hey, what’s going on?” I asked. 

“Nothing, they’re just arguing over me” I heard a voice behind me answer, I turned around to see Theo, “Why are you here?” I glared as I crossed my arms over my chest.

Theo shrugged, “Liam figured I’d be able to help with the ghost riders and getting Stiles”.

“You remember Stiles?” I questioned, “Yeah, princess can’t remember her own friend?” Theo asked. “Don’t call me princess” I gritted my teeth.

“Why? Is it weird that I call you princess?” Theo smirked, “Is it weird that I want to kick your ass every time I look at you?” I sassed, Theo commented, “Fiesty, I like it”.

“Hey, Theo I have something I want to show you” I spoke, “What is it?” He asked and I stuck my middle finger up at him.

“Did you just flick me off?” Theo asked not sure if I did, “Yes” I stated proudly.

Scott stopped us before it got worse, “(Y/N), go with Hayden and Liam and make sure Theo doesn’t do anything stupid”.

“Okay and he’s always doing something stupid” I replied and I heard Liam and Hayden stifle a laugh. “Hey!” Theo exclaimed but I ignored it.

As we walked through the woods, Liam and Hayden stopped and had a heart-to-heart moment and I wasn’t going to interrupt, but of course Theo did.

“Did you guys want me to leave and give you privacy? Oh wait that’s right, I can’t!” He exclaimed as he dropped the chains. 

Both Liam and Hayden rolled their eyes, “Do me a favor” I spoke and Theo looked at me, “Yes?”“Shut the hell up” I stated and Theo muttered, ‘rude’.

Theo nudged me as we continued to walk, “What?” I asked annoyed, “How have you been?” I could tell he genuinely wanted to know.

“Alright, I guess” I answered truthfully and we kept talking till we reached where we were supposed to.

I looked at him, “Just because we talked and actually had a nice conversation, that doesn’t mean we are friends, I still don’t fully trust you, if anything maybe a little bit but that doesn’t mean anything” I explained and he just nodded.

Liam, Theo, and I were currently at the hospital trying to lure the ghost riders away from Scott.

Liam turned the siren on and Theo pulled him back, “What the hell are you doing?!” Theo exclaimed while Liam shrugged him off.

“Trying to lure them here and away from Scott” Liam sneered, “It’s a smart idea” I pitched in, Theo looked at the two of us, “Unbelievable, you two are willing to risk your lives?”.

I looked at Liam then Theo, “Yes, if we need to buy Scott some time and this is the only option then hell yes” I answered.

Theo grabbed my hand and the three of us ran inside the hospital.

“You want to hide in the morgue?” I questioned when Liam told us to hide in there, “Yes” Liam answered and pulled the draw open and saw a body, “Never mind” and he shut it.

“I’ll be back, I’m going to map out the places we can go once they come inside” Liam stated, “Liam! Don’t do it” I exclaimed.

“I’ll be back, trust me” Liam reassured me, “Okay, be careful” I warned and he left.

I looked at Theo to see he was staring, “Its rude to stare” I informed while leaning against the table, “I’m not staring, I’m admiring” Theo answered truthfully. 

“What?” I asked and stood up straight as Theo started to walk towards me, he stood only a few inches away from my face, “Are you too blind to see that I care?” Theo whispered. I gulped, “You care about me?” I asked nervously.

“Yes, I care, always have” Theo admitted.

My heart was beating fast and I knew he was able to hear it, he started to lean in and I found myself doing the same, our lips grazed against each others.

Just as we were about to close the gap, Liam runs in and we pull away.

“They’re coming!, let’s go” He exclaims and Theo grabs my hand once again and we run into the hallway only to be stopped by ghost riders in front of us. 

“Shit” Theo and I cursed, I look at Liam on my left and Theo on my right, “You guys ready to fight?” I asked while extending my claws.

They extended their claws out and that confirmed they were, we all ran towards the ghost riders and attacked.

I clawed and then took the gun away from the ghost rider, then shot it with its own gun and it disappeared.

I turned to see Liam doing the same thing and then shoot the one behind Theo.

More came in and we were getting out numbered, “Guys, this isn’t good” Liam stated as we backed up and our backs hit the elevator doors.

Before I know it, Liam and I are being pushed into the elevator as the door opens and we fall back.

“What are you doing?!” Liam and I yelled as Theo stood in front of the elevator door. “Being the bait” Theo answered and Liam and I got up to grab him but the doors closed, “No!” I exclaimed.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened, “(Y/N), come on we have to go” Liam softly spoke, “He’s gone” I whispered.

Liam pulled me and hugged me tight, “I didn’t even get to tell him how I felt” I croaked. My eyes widened as I saw a ghost rider behind Liam but before I did anything it disappears.

I look up to see Theo, “Missed me?” He asked with a smirk on his face. “Theo! You’re okay!” I exclaimed and hugged him. He hugged back and chuckled, “Of course I am”.

I let go and punched him, “What was that for?!” He yells, “For being an idiot and worrying me, sometimes I want to punch you in your perfect face” I answered. 

“My face is perfect huh?” He smirked and I rolled my eyes, Liam cleared his throat.

“Liam go help Scott, we got this” Theo informed and Liam looked at the horse and jumped onto it.

“Do you know how to ride a horse?” Theo asked, “No” Liam answered and started to leave. 

“Man, I love that kid” Theo smiled. 

Theo turned and looked at me, “(Y/N)” but I stopped him.

“I should hate you, but you make it so damn impossible” I said, “Now, where were we?” I asked.

“I believe we were about to do this” Theo answered and pulled me towards him and cupped my face and kissed me.

Versace on the floor (Pt. 5)

Jimin x you

“After the party at royal heir Park Jimin’s manor, you have realized that thinking you can overcome the gap between you was stupid. Jimin is headset on proving otherwise.”

Pt. 5/5, final, rated M for my oh my, finally 

“Make love burnin’
Love how you keep me hurting
So be mean to me
Would you promise that you’ll always be mean to me?”

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