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Alec’s hands are griping Magnus’ shirt backing him up towards the bedroom, leaning down to kiss him passionately as they go, lips crashing together as he’s pulled against the hard lines of shadowhunter body.

 Magnus is loving this turn of events just days after their first date but can’t help wonder why Alec suddenly seems so forward when something dawns on him. Quickly he breaks the kiss, gasping for breath with a hand on Alec’s chest to try and keep some space between them.

“Alexander…wait a moment please.” Magnus smiles at Alec and takes a small step away, hoping to slow things down a little.

“You do know just because I told you about the 17,000 doesn’t mean I expect to add you to that list right away. I think you and I could have something really special here and that means that I want to treasure every moment with you.

We don’t have to rush this, you only get one first time and you need to be sure you’re ready. And then, when you’re sure we’ll make it special, meaningful. Most of the others I don’t even remember their names, they were just a way to pass the time on lonely nights. A quick bit of fun, you already mean way more than that to me already, you know that right?”

Alec blushes and looks away, unable to hold Magnus’ gaze.

“I…I…I just want to make you happy. I don’t want you to find someone else Magnus, someone who knows how to do this, who can give you a proper relationship with everything that involves. How can I compare to all those other experiences you’ve had when I’ve literally done nothing! ”

Magnus slides his hand from Alec’s chest up to the front of his shoulder and rubs small comforting circles with his thumb until the shadowhunter looks at him again.

“Alexander, you don’t have to compete. You have my full attention and there is no one I want to spend time with more than you. I love just talking to you, I’d love to snuggle with you while we chat, kiss you some more but only if you want it too. It’s ok if we take this slow, just try not to overthink everything. You’re not the only one that feels vulnerable. ”

Alec searches Magnus face trying to figure out why the beautiful, confident man in front of him could possibly feel vulnerable.

“What are you worried about Magnus, you’ve lived forever, had so many experiences. You must know how handsome and wonderful you are, how attractive others find you.” Alec says, no heat behind his words just feeling confused still.

“Well, I try…” Magnus chuckles gesturing at himself, drawing attention to his make up and jewellery before looking a little more serious when he continues. “But there’s things about me you don’t know yet. I’m hoping you’ll get to know them eventually but let’s just say not everyone over the years has been as tolerant of warlocks as you are. Not all experiences are good ones.”

“You know that how I feel has nothing to do with you being a warlock or not. It’s you as a person that I like.” Alec reassures.

Magnus smiles up at Alec before taking a deep breath, his face now reflecting his inner insecurities and doubts, deciding if he really wants to continue with what he’s about to do.

“What’s is it Magnus? ” Alec asks as he notices not only the expression change but also the way Magnus whole body seems to have stiffened slightly.

“I want to show you something Alexander, I think it’ll help. You’ve told me about your insecurities and fears tonight so it’s only right I share a big one of my own. ” he tries to smile at the taller man but it feels week even to himself.

“Only if you’re sure…” Alec repeats back Magnus’ earlier sentiment.

“I’m sure…its just…I’ve lost people who I was interested in before over this, I don’t want to lose you but I don’t want to hide from you. I trust you and it’s important to me that you know exactly what you’re getting into before you decide if you want us to go further.” 

“Er…okay?” Alec says as he watches Magnus closes his eyes, take a deep breath and seems to steady himself for a moment. He takes both of Magnus’ hands in his, interlacing his own fingers with the other mans ringed fingers trying to reassure the man in front of him.

Slowly Magnus’ eyes flutter open and Alec’s breath catches at what he sees. Gone are the deep brown eyes that he’s used to seeing Magnus with, the expressive eyes that always give away what the warlock is feeling and now in their place are honey gold orbs with narrow almond shaped pupils. They seem to sparkle in the light and Alec can’t help but stare. 

Magnus looks away blinking as he puts the glamour back up, sadness reflected on his face as he tries to turn away and Alec immediately realises he’s not said anything yet and had just been examining the warlock marks, his gaze intense and emotionless as he tried to take in every detail. He quickly lifts his hand to cup Magnus’ face in his palm and guides it back towards him.

“You’re beautiful” he whispers, his voice breathy and low “seriously Magnus, I got a little lost looking at them and I’m sorry if that made you doubt my reaction but your eyes are just mesmerising.” Alec leans in to gently place a kiss on Magnus’ lips before pulling back to smile at him.

Magnus lets out the breath he hadn’t even realised he was still holding and smiles up at his boyfriend, his heart squeezes in his chest and he’s pretty sure it’s the last fragments of the walls he’d built crumbling and falling away. 

They stand like that for a few moments, neither one saying anything just looking at each other and smiling. Alec is the first to break the comfortable silence.

“Don’t feel like you ever have to hide from me Magnus, I love your real eyes and I’m honoured you felt ready to show me them. Now can we get back to where this night was originally going. I might have started with all the wrong reasons but I’m sure now. I trust you Magnus and I want to spend the night with you.”

“Alexander, you never cease to amaze me!” Magnus whispers as he reveals his cat eyes again and this time it’s him who reaches up to wrap his hand around the back of Alec’s neck, pulling him down to kiss him deeply as they slowly start walking their way to the bedroom again. 


Magnus stirs early the next morning, the rising sun shining in his eyes where he forgot to close the curtains last night. What catches his eye though is the perfect form laying next to him, the sheet covering Alec’s lower body but his torso is bathed in sunlight and Magnus reaches out to trace the runes across the muscled sholders and back. 

Alec yawns and groans as he slowly wakes up, rolling over to smile at the warlock as long fingers slide from his back, across his ribs to land on his chest as he moves.  

“Morning sweetheart” Magnus whispers as he places a chaste kiss on Alec’s cheek.

“Hi,” Alec breathes “so last night really happened.” A blush spreading on his cheeks. 

“You don’t regret it do you?”

“Of course not Magnus, it was wonderful, you were amazing. I just wish I could have made it as good for you as it was for me” Alec ducks his head, avoiding Magnus’ gaze.

“Darling, you have no idea how good it was for me too. Being your first was an honour but it was my first time too. The first time I got to be with you, a memory I will always treasure. It’s something I hope to repeat often though.” Magnus chuckles and gives Alec a fond look.

Alec just smiles and snuggles close and rests his head on Magnus’ chest.

“I think I like that idea…very much!”

“You know Alexander, I think I had to kiss a lot of toads first but I finally found my prince in you.”

Alec just rolls his eyes at the cheesy comment but suddenly every last doubt he ever had about not being able to compare to everyone in Magnus’ past has gone. They might have got to have a small taste of this magical man but Alec is the one who gets to keep him.

                                 🐍🐩  JackBam VLIVE 🐍🐩


            [TRANS]170930  JackBam’s Sweet and Salty

They said they are the last one who didn’t do Ch+ broadcasts

Taste of comeback:

🐩JS: Taste from your past - taste you are craving for

One word from the lyrics:

🐩JS: A day

They did dab-like move and looked at the ceiling - spoilers from cb

BB and JS: But it’s not dab

🐩JS: MV…we can’t talk about it, right?
🐍BB: We can’t
JS: Oh, we can’t…

🐩JS: But we can give spoilers of our next album, right? Not upcoming one but..
🐍BB: What are you talking about?!?!?!


🐍BB is eating fried food

🐩JS: How you know they use good oil? I have a weak immune system, I’m not gonna eat it

🐩JS: My rap part is salty

🐩JS: The song is all melodic like “It’s a beautiful sky~~~” But the dance is really hard like TATATATATA

🐩JS keeps scolding Bamie for eating fried food:

🐩JS: You haven’t eaten?! why you eat so much?! It’s bad for body. Your blood is full with fat!

🐍BB: I like salty! I LIKE IF YOU DO

an intellectual.

Bamie also likes Never Ever and Gimme

Jackson asked Bambam to look at the comments by himself cause he has trauma from before…..

🐩JS: Yugyeom will do broadcast tomorrow at 1 pm
🐩JS: Nope^^

🐩JS: What is Chuseok in Thai?
🐍BB: What are you talking about? There is no…Chuseok is Chuseok ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Comment: Upload selfie
🐩JS: How about we do it this way…all 7 of us will take selfie during Chuseok and upload it?

🐍BB: Let’s do it in Stories - selfie Story!


Jackson said once again for Bambam to look at comments himself and just say him what people write….

Jackson again say that Mark hyung is leaving first - “You did we…wait where is Mark? And he is already at home or sleeping in the car” 😂

JS said he is having heart attack in the car with Youngjae. It’s like here is he, Mark and Jinyoung and Youngjae next to him. And it’s wuite

And it’s quite - everybody are busy with their stuff and suddenly Youngjae will be like “AAAA”

Or Mark will watch let’s plays and suddenly will rumble something angrily in English 😂

JB said he is going to delete IG after the promotion ends but BB said he would try to convince him to keep it.

Fav songs from the album:

🐍BB: Remember you

Bamie said Remember you is really calm

Bamie said he made Remember you the way it really matches the album’s concept.

Jackson really avoids looking at the comments…when he tries to he stops himself and ask Bamie to look at it…BB even doesn’t joke of it.

Jackson made “OUT” before he debuted but the melody and everything were different from the final version.

Their spoilers for comeback is really strange: they are lying on each other, do waves and hugs….and everything is so…slow and gentle (?)

🐍BB: “Face” that Mark and Jackson made
🐩JS: I only wrote some lyrics
🐍BB: Anyway
🐩JS: Even like that I’m thankful for opportunity

Some people misunderstood…
🐍BB tried to show how each of them contributed to the album. He also participated in writing “Face”, omg.

He listed which member wrote which song and since he already mentioned himself in making “Remember you” he mentioned MK and JS in “Face”.

🐩JS: Because Bamie needs to go to toilet
🐍BB: I really need to go
JS: Bambam needs to go and bam bam
🐍BB: I need to go and have some good time

🐩JS: There is a deep meaning in our MV

🐍BB: The MV is really meaningful. Please, try to find out the meaning behind it.

🐍BB: Ok, I’m going to have some good time in the restroom. Where will you find the more honest idol, lol?

🐍BB: Our title track is by our Beomie
🐩JS: Wait, Beomie? JB hyung might watch it, you know?
🐍BB: Nah, he doesn’t, he wouldn’t buy CH+ 😂

🐩JS: Comparing members to bananas, Mark hyung and Jaebeom hyung are already ripe, but you and Gyeomie are still green in some places.

Bambam wrote Remember you already a while ago - it must have been included into Arrival but was postponed.

Jackson also said when they are in the car and Youngjae will suddenly scream, Jinyoung gets mad 😂

🐍BB about JB and his IG life:

“Bambam ah, I created IG, follow me”, “If I press "like”, will other people see it?“

JS kept saying in the end of broadcast that BB needs to bam bam in toilet and 🐍BB said he farted, then JS checked if it smelled 😂 Idiots ☺️💞

trans by: igot_markedby7

Imagine Chris being a supportive fiancé. (Part B)

A/N: Part 5B is here, y’all. You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’, ‘Little Ways Away’, and ‘She Said Yes’ - Masterlist; ‘Miss Graduate’: Part 1/Part 2A/2B/2C/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5A)

Chris licked his lips nervously, his fingers playing with the hairs in his beard. His meeting was with Emilia London, an old friend who happened to be the head of production at Sony Pictures. He’d secretly printed a copy of your mini series in its full, original glory while you were asleep last night, after you turned down his suggestion to pitch your Chris Evans mini series. He went behind your back because he wanted it to become something- not because it was a story that surrounded the two of you, but because he believed it had great potential.

“What do you think?” He spoke the second Emilia put the stack of pages down. “Do you like it?” He asked then spoke before Emilia could. “‘Cause I’ll go on the record and say I love it, like- I’d love to direct something like that.” Emilia chuckled softly at Chris’ excitement, knowing he was slightly biased as it was his fiancée’s work. “I know I’m her fiancé,” he said because he knew too. “Which is why I’m asking you, is this worth something?”

“It’s good,” Emilia nodded and Chris grinned. “But,” she continued and his smile faltered. “It’s too perfect.” She explained when she saw Chris’ eyes narrow slightly, “there is nothing other than the pre-term labor to spark excitement, Chris. There is no drama, no problem and resolution. It’s too smooth a ride, it’s not enticing. Yes, it’s super romantic and very sweet but- you know you need more than that to make a good movie, or even a television series.”

“I know,” he nodded, his hand reaching to fiddle with his beard again. “I don’t know,” he sighed. “I just thought the world is chaotic and messy enough for this to be a good escape.” Emilia nodded in agreement with pursed lips. “Thanks for seeing me anyway, I appreciate it. Hopefully her meeting with Geoffrey Davis went well, I really think she has a future in Hollywood.”

“She does,” Emilia nodded, reaching for the stack of pages. “She’s got a lot of potential and she’ll make it very far if she gets the right person to view her work. I can tell you right now Geoffrey Davis is not the right person, he’ll no doubt cancel on her today.” Chris frowned at that, immediately reaching for his phone to text and ask if you were okay. “Y/N is a skilled writer, she’s got a gift for telling stories. A very good eye for detail,” she continued praising your work as she skimmed read the pages again. “Her use of dialogue and imagery, it’s brilliant. Her vocabulary could be expanded, but I guess if she’s thinking of script writing- it really doesn’t matter as long as she gets her point across to the director. I like that she’s got a good balance of clichés and originality, it really sets her apart from others.”

“Yeah, she’s one in seven billion,” Chris smiled when he thought of you, then glanced down at his phone. It was a good sign that you weren’t replying, right? It meant that Geoffrey was meeting with you and you were too busy to respond. “Do you have any other advice?” He reached over and patted the pages like he would a baby because it was your baby. “I’d really like for this to become something.”

“Chris,” she shook her head. “It’s got potential, but it can’t become something if it’s that happy and perfect. She needs to change the plot, or at least- add more into it.” Chris sighed and she did too, then remembered what Chris told her about how the two of you met. “You said the two of you met because of this series, right?”

“Yeah,” Chris nodded. “I found the link in my Twitter mentions a while back and fell in-love with it. I tried to find the writer, but um- everything’s fairly anonymous on Tumblr. But as fate would have it, I met her at the Sydney airport. I saw her in the check-in line and I had this inkling about her, like I had to talk to her. I thought I wouldn’t get to as I missed a few very good chances,” he chuckled when he remembered how many times he failed to approach you. “But then I caught her at Starbucks, made my move, and the rest was as they say…history. We’re engaged now and she’s absolutely perfect for me.”

“How was the getting together for you?”

“God,” he groaned then laughed. “It was such a hassle. A lot of unnecessary drama and road blocks, we practically-” He stopped when he realized what Emilia was getting at; the gleam in her eye and the smile on her face said it all. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

“Talk to your fiancée first,” she advised after she nodded, and Chris nodded with an excited grin. “But I think you’ve got a story to tell that many, including myself, would love to buy and produce.” She slid the stack of pages back across the table to him. “This is good, but your love story- it’s going to be a lot better.”

“Yeah,” Chris nodded in agreement, “it is.”

• • • • • • • •

You stared at your phone, contemplating whether or not to reply Chris’ “is everything okay?” If you didn’t reply, he’d think you were still in the meeting and it’d give you some more time to come up with a better story of what happened. So you left it, ignored your fiancé’s text, and continued doodling on your paper coaster.

You stirred your untouched vanilla latte which had gone cold; the toasted blueberry bagel you’d bought and not even taken a bite of had gone stale as well. You weren’t really in the mood to eat or drink anything, not with everything you’d heard everyone say about you and your relationship with Chris running through your mind. You doodled a little cartoon version of you like the doodle from your mini-series, except this time you were holding a broom and not an Oscar. It was clear where your future laid, absolutely not in Hollywood. You knew you were being over dramatic. You also realized you’d broken the promise you’d made Chris, your mom, and Ava: to not let one rejection fuck you over. You tried to keep it, but it was hard; you were pretty fucked.

“Miss Y/L/N?” You heard a familiar male voice and looked up, realizing why it was so familiar; it was only a voice you’d spent the last three years listening to at lectures. Because why not? Why not have your least favorite professor tell you how much you sucked after you were rejected by a huge production company. Though you were being slightly unfair, he was only your least favorite because he was boring compared to the rest of your professors- he’d always been kind to you. You managed a smile when he asked, “is everything alright?”

“I could lie and say ‘yes’, but I think we’d both know I was lying.” You said and he nodded, chuckling. He used his hand to gesture at the chair, politely asking without words if he could join you. “Yeah,” you quickly nodded, “of course.”

“Would you like to talk about what’s bothering you?”

“I would, but not with one of my old professors,” you admitted and he nodded with an understanding smile. “Can I ask you something, and will you be honest with me?” He nodded again, then took a sip from his paper cup. “Did you mean it when you told me I had potential?”

“I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it,” he answered. “Why? Did something happen, is that why you’re doubting yourself?” You dropped your gaze, stirring your cold coffee. “You did that a lot in class too, you know. I’d tell you to change one paragraph, and you’d freak out and question your entire piece.” You chuckled softly with limited humor; all your teachers- since you were in grade school- always had that same comment. “You’re good, Y/N. I could tell you that a thousand times, but you need to believe it yourself.”

“I know,” you nodded, dropping your hand to your lap. “I just- I had a meeting with New Line Cinema and they didn’t even want to see me.” He sighed because he knew all the setbacks that came with the industry you wanted to be apart of. “They were so mean about it too, I mean- are they all going to be like that?”

“Pretty much,” he nodded. “But you knew that going in, I told you what would happen and you told me you could handle it.” You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. “Look,” he chuckled; you reminded him a lot of his younger sister, even the twelve year age gap between you and him were about the same. “It’s going to be a rough ride, but if you’re truly passionate about it- you’re going to get there. You’ve got potential, Y/N. I believe in you, you just need to believe in yourself.”

“Thank you, Professor Killian,” you smiled.

“You can call me Daniel, all my friends do.” He held out his hand for you to shake and you shook it, smiling. “And it’s not like I’m your professor anymore,” he reminded you as you both withdrew your hands. “Which is kind of a relief, 'cause I hated being your least favorite.” He teased and you felt heat rush to your cheeks as you grimaced.

“You weren’t my least favorite,” you tried to defend yourself and he laughed, shaking his head as if to say it was alright. “I liked you as a person, you were always very nice to me. I just-” you winced as you admitted in a sheepish tone, “your class was boring compared to the others.”

“Not every teacher is meant to inspire and mesmerize, Y/N,” he chuckled. “Some are just meant to guide an already brilliant mind, a mind like yours.” He told you and you smiled. “You may have come third in the class, but you’re the only one I see doing some very incredible things. Just keep doing what you’re doing and don’t let the setbacks kill that light you carry, it’s what makes you and your writing special.”

“Do you have any other advice?”

“Dump that fiancé of yours,” he responded and you frowned; all that fondness you carried for him faded as soon as he said that. You felt your jaw tightened as he continued, “you’re never going to make if you stay with him. No one is going to take you seriously if all they see you as is Chris Evans’ fiancée. I bet you were turned away today because of him, weren’t you?”

“It doesn’t matter why I was turned away,” you bit and Daniel knew he’d struck a chord; he did it on purpose, just to see how you’d react and so far- it was exactly as he’d expected. “And I couldn’t care less if all they see me as is Chris Evans’ fiancée. I’d be happy to be just his wife and mother of his children because it is not a bad thing to be. Honestly- if that is all I can achieve in this lifetime, I’m going to die a very happy woman.”

“I know,” he nodded and your facials turned from angry to confused. “I just said all that to see if you really love him as much as you say you do.” You must have looked even more confused because you couldn’t remember talking to your professor about Chris. “I read your mini series, the one that brought the two of you together? It’s aspiring, it’s the kind of love people spend their entire lives trying to find. I’m lucky, I’ve found that with my wife. And you are too,” he nodded and you smiled. “Everything is going to work out for you, your relationship- your career, it’s going to work. It’ll take some time, but it’ll work out.”

Your phone chimed and its screen lit up, both yours and Daniel’s gaze darted to it. Daniel drank the rest of his coffee as he rose to his feet, “I should probably get going. Mandy sent me to get diapers and this was a little detour.” You looked up at him and smiled because you didn’t know he was a dad. “It was nice seeing you again, Y/N.”

“You too, Prof- Daniel,” you corrected yourself and he smiled, turning on his heel and making his way towards the exit. You waved at him as he got into his car then turned your attention back to your phone. You picked it up and opened Chris’ text, chuckling in absolute awe and amazement when you saw what he sent you.

Coming to get you now, someone wants your story.

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Part 5C

The Docks

(gif belongs to of-badges-and-guns)

Title: The Docks

Pairing: Gibbs x Reader

Word Count: 963

Warning: angst & fluff

A/N: This wasn’t requested, but the song Anchor by Novo Amor inspired me to write this! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! <3 <3 I love you all so much! <3

You sat on the dock, letting the wind brush through your hair.  You often came to the docks when you were stressed or when you needed to think.  This time it was both.  The breeze felt refreshingly cool against your skin after a warm fall day.  The sky was painted with colors from pink, to a light orange.  It made the walk from the office worth it.

A pair of footsteps could be heard on the wooden planks behind you, but you didn’t look behind you.  There was something captivating about the calmness of the water.  The evening sky distracted you from the troubles of today.

“[Y/N],” Gibbs mumbled, placing a hand on your shoulder.  “You shouldn’t be out here by yourself.  We have a murderer still running around.”

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Request: Hello, I really love your writing!! And I also really miss Matt the radar technician! So I was wondering if you can write a modern!matt where the reader and him are close friends that have feelings for each other and she sticks up for him bc he gets picked on. Idk something like that. But yeah! You always know how to make your stories amazing! Thank you!!

A/N: I’m so glad I received Matt requests bc I miss that son of a bicth……thank you, anon, for the request! Enjoy :) [gif not mine]

Word Count: 2.5K+

Warning: None

Matt was, what you called, your average ‘nerd’. His glasses were as big as his head, the silver rims and thick lenses that hugged his nose. His attire was always neat and in place–although the opposite went for his bright blond hair. Now that was a mess. It was hard to keep the curls looking nice. Brushing them weren’t an option and neither was jelling it, so he let it be.

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                        - PART III

Kai Parker x Reader
           (x The Mikaelsons)
word count
: 3 289 
* gif by lightwoodxalec

Y/N stood in front of the mirror in her bedroom , fixing her dress and curling her hair in slight waves. The was a knock on the door and she quickly left the curling iron aside , jumping towards the door.
“Wow.” said Kai , his eyes going wide. He cleared his throat. “You look amazing.”
“Thank you.” she smiled. “I’m almost ready. Just a few more minutes. You can wait inside.”
Kai stood awkwardly at the door starring at her. He had thought there was no way for him to fall harder for her , yet there it was. The urge to kiss her and hold her in his arms was overwhelming. Y/N glanced at him and pulled him in her room , closing the door behind him.
“Don’t be nervous. The party won’t be that big.” she said noticing his look. “I asked Klaus to reduce the guest list.”
Y/N bent over picking her shoes. Kai glanced at her quizically. “Converses ? Really ?”
“I’ll need comfy shoes if I want to dance with you all night.” she smiled sitting on the bed next to him.
Kai smiled back at her , thinking about what was on her mind. She wanted to dance with him all night quickly putting on her shoes and tying the laces before getting up.
“I don’t dance , Y/N. Specially not in front of people.” Y/N tilted her head giving him the look stretching her hand for him. Kai got up , taking it and pulling her a little closer. “Okay, one dance.” he said softly.
Y/N smiled at him , swinging his arm across her shoulder as they walked of her bedroom together.. Slowly they made their way down the hall where Rebekah and Kol popped up.
“Y/N !” exlaimed Rebekah , her eyes falling on the converses she was wearing. “No. No , no… Take those off ! They don’t go with that dress.”
Kol laughed under his breath at his sister’s comment , not taking his eyes off Y/N. “Relax Bex. It’s her party , she should wear what she chooses. You look perfect , darling.” he said smiling at her , then shooting dangers with his eyes at Kai who’s eyes were on Y/N too.

The party had turned out bigger than either Kai and Y/N had expected. It was like Klaus had compelled the entire town to come and celebrate with them. Even tho there were so many people and the fact she hadn’t seen Klaus or met his siblings before , she spent most of the party with him talking and drinking.
Kai kept his promise and they danced to the first song together then they retracted one of the corners , having a drink.
“Come dance with me.” Y/N asked Kai smiling. He shook his head. “Did you really think I’d let you off the hook after one dance ? Not a chance. Please ?”
“I don’t dance Y/N , you know that.”
“Sure you do. Just let go and follow my lead.” she smiled.
Y/N took his hand , pulling him out of his seat and after her towards the dancing crowd. There wasn’t much space for them to move and their bodies pressed together all the time. She threw her hands in the air , smiling at him and jumping as the rhythm wient. Kai couldn’t help but smile and laugh too. He relaxed a bit and let go , both of them dancing in perfect sync. Y/N turned around pressing her back against him , his hands on her waist. All off the sudden a slow song started playing and he twirled her around. Their eyes met as she hooked her hands around his neck , his hands on her waist.
“I thought you said you didn’t dance.” she teased.
He smiled at her resting his forehead on hers for a moment.
“I guess for you I’d do anything.”
Kai wanted to kiss her so badly in that moment , her eyes drifted between his eyes and his lips. For a moment it felt as if they were the only two people in the world again. Y/N felt butterflies flap their wings in her stomach and her heart flutter. Kai was perfect , absolutely perfect. Y/N was getting lost in his brilliantly blue eyes , drowning in them. His hands on her waist felt so right. All she wanted was to feel him closer to her , to feel his soft lips on hers. She pulled his face closer to hers , his lips hovering over hers almost touching.
“Can I steal her from you for a moment?” Kol asked interrupting them , placing a hand on Y/N’s shoulder.
Y/N blinked a few times still starring at Kai , thinking about what would’ve happened if they hadn’t gotten interrupted. Wishing … they hadn’t been interrupted. Kai unhooked her hands from his neck , as she seemed frozen in place.
“Um yeah… sure.” said Kai kissing Y/N on her forehead before drifting away in the crowd. He didn’t want to get the wrath of an original on him , but also couldn’t help being angry they got interrupted just as he was about to finally kiss her.

Kol placed his hands on Y/N waist as she hooked hers around his neck.
“You OK , love ? You seem a little … distracted.”
Y/N blinked a few more times , glancing for a moment at Kai who was making his way through the crowd. She wanted to kiss him , to somehow turn back time a few minutes and kiss him before they got interrupted.
“There are too many people here…That’s all.” she smiled nervously thinking about how Kai had nearly kissed her and how right now he was left alone in the crowd. “Klaus has gone a little overboard this time even though I specifically asked him to keep it small.”
Kol stroked her cheek with his fingers.
“Nonsense. You deserve a lot more , love.”
Y/N smiled at him. Kol was nice , she couldn’t imagine why his brother would keep daggering him repeatedly over the centuries. The Mikaelson family relationships were hard to understand sometimes. They loved and cared for each other , but also crossed each other.
“What did you do to get Klaus to keep you daggered for so long ?” she asked curious.
“You know my brother. Every little infraction his siblings do ends up with a dagger in the heart.” said Kol. “Lets not talk about this now , shall we ? I would much rather talk about you. Your hopes , your dreams…”
Kol had been watching her the entire night. Y/N made him feel in a way he hadn’t felt in a long time. Not since Davina. Her smile , her eyes .. her endless positivity and kindness. She acted like a human , but she wasn’t. Klaus had told him she was special but he hadn’t meant the fact she was a thrybrid , no. He had meant the way she responds to life. Kol wasn’t sure how exactly but barely a day since he had met her , he felt himself falling in love with her.
“Hopes and dreams?” she smiled. “I don’t know. What more can I ask for ? I have everything - people who love me and care for me , a family. A best friend…”
Y/N thought about Kai , glancing at him through the crowd. He was talking with Klaus. She smiled knowing two of the most important people in her life were getting along. Kol tilted her chin , gazing into her eyes. He smiled at her and she felt butterflies flap their wings in her stomach , then she felt guilty for feeling that way.
“What about a boyfriend?” Kol asked suddenly. Her cheeks flushed and she looked away for a moment.
“No. That I don’t have. Maybe at some point …”
Kol took her hand twirling her around as the song kept playing , then dipped her pulling her closer to him afterwards. Y/N laughed , feeling out of breath , like the walls were closing in. The crowd seemed to push them closer together.
“OH I LOVE THIS SONG!” Y/N said excitedly as another song started and Kol laughed with her. They danced and jumped , Kol couldn’t take his eyes off her. The way she moved , how her eyes sparkled drew him even more towards her. He wanted to pull her closer to him , to feel her warmth and kiss her rosey lips. Y/N had taken his breath away since the moment he had first seen her.
The music slowed down as if reading his mind. Kol snaked his hands around her waist , resting his forehead on hers.
“You are amazing.” he said smiling , his hot breath on her face intoxicating her. “So full of life. I like that about you… I haven’t felt like a human in a long time and beign around you I do. You’ve awoken something in me , Y/N.”
Y/N felt her cheeks blush and she smiled at him , getting lost in his eyes. His accent was starting to do things to her and she found herself wanting to kiss him. Her hands lightly brushed against his hair , pulling him a little closer to her.
“Do you want to go some place a little more private darling ? It’s too noisey here to talk.” said Kol , unhooking her hands from his neck.
Y/N blinked a few times , wondering what’s wrong with her. How could she want to be with both Kai and Kol at the same time ? Both of them had made her feel things she hadn’t felt in ages. Kol smiled at her , taking her hand and leading her away from the crowd.

Kai sat a little outside of the crowd at the party. He didn’t feel comfortable around all those people , specially since he barely knew anyone except Y/N. She was still dancing with Kol and both of them had been pushed closer together. Kai felt an anger inside , watching her dance with someone else. He had been so lost in his thoughts , he hadn’t even noticed Klaus coming to sit with him.
“You like her.” Klaus said , taking a sip from his bourbon. “Don’t deny it , it’s all over your face.”
Kai took a sip from his glass , looking at the floor for a few moments before replying. Of course he liked her , he was even starting to think he is in love with her. He hadn’t know what being in love with someone felt like until he had met her.
“Even if I do , she doesn’t feel the same way about me. How can she ? She is so pure and kind… I am the exact opposite. The black sheep , the abomination … I don’t deserve to have her even as a friend.”
Klaus patted his back.
“I used to think the same. Then I met Cami. She saw good in me just like Y/N sees the good in you. You might not see it , but she likes you too. I know her well , probably better than she knows herself… Y/N cares about you.”
Kai looked back at Y/N dancing with Kol, her hands around his neck and his hands on her waist as they danced to the slow song. He looked at the way she was looking at Kol and the way he was looking at her.
“Doesn’t seem like it.”
Kai watched as Kol took Y/N’s hand pulling her behind him away from the crowd , and suddenly he felt as if his heart is being ripped out of his chest. He finished his drink quickly and got up , heading outside unable to watch Y/N in someone else’s arms anymore.The anger he felt burned inside his veins. A couple was walking down the street , Kai felt his anger take over blurring with his vampirism into one emotion - hunger. He vamp - ran towards the couple , not even boring to compell any of them , and sank his teeth into the guy’s neck while the girl ran away screaminng. After he had drained every drop of blood from the guy’s veins he chased after the girl , quickly catching up with her.
Nothing to be afraid of , sweetheart.” he compelled her , taking a step closer. His hand pushing off the hair from her neck , his fingertips feeling her blood flowing in her veins , her heart racing. Kai looked into her eyes , which resembled Y/N’s so much and suddenly he snapped out of murderous mood. He had let his anger take over and he didn’t want to be this person anymore. He wanted to be good … for her.
Go home and forget you ever met me.” he compelled the girl and then quckly went to dispose of her dead boyfriend’s body.

Kol pulled her into one of the darker corners of the room. They talked and talked , more like Y/N talked telling him her story , what she likes and dislikes. The more they talked the more Kol fell for her. There were things they had in common - music , movies , books. He promised to let her browse his collection of books collected over the years and her eyes glowed at his words.
Then he told her about his life , how it had felt amazing to be a witch again even if it was for a little while. Y/N had no idea how long they talked and she was starting to really like Kol , the ‘happy homicidial maniac’ as he had reffered to himself.
“You are a true sight of beauty.” Kol said gazing into her eyes slowly leaning in. “There is something I’ve wanted to do all night.”
“What ?” she asked her eyes meeting his for a moment. Kol cupped her face , his lips hovering over hers.
“This.” he said , pulling her lips into a gentle kiss.
Y/N felt like she was flying a different kind of warmth she hadn’t felt in years , not sure before she turned , spread through her body. Everything felt perfect until the peck of guilt showed up again. Kol pulled away gazing longingly into her eyes.
“Do you want to go out with me sometime ? Friday maybe?” Kol asked smiling , tucking in a strand of hair behind her ear.
“I’d love to…but not Friday. I’ve made a promise for this weekend which I intend to keep.” she said smiling. She and Kai had planned a movie weekend at the local cinema. He had been so excited to see the new Baywatch there was no way she’d cancel. “How about Monday ?”
“Monday sounds perfect , darling.”

Kai returned to the party , bumping into Rebekah at the entrance.
“Out for a quick bite ?” she asked smiling , wiping a drop of blood from Kai’s chin. “You know , the party is filled with humans right ?” she said smiling.
Kai kept looking at the ground , trying to figure out a way to tell Rebekah that he wanted to be alone. Except that wasn’t the truth. He didn’t want to be alone , he wanted to be with Y/N.
“I know , I just … Excuse me.” he said pushing his way past her , looking for Y/N in the crowd. His eyes searched for her and finally found her in one of the darkened corners with … Kol. He was leaning in , his hands cupping her face and then he kissed her. Kol kissed Y/N. In that moment Kai felt as if his heart was being ripped out of his chest. He turned around only to find Rebekah right behind him , her gaze following to where Kai’s had been a few moments ago.
Kai felt crushed and angry … a different kind of anger. Jealousy.
No matter what Y/N had said , in the end he just knew he’d lose her… and now he knew to who.
“Ignore him.” said Rebekah. “He will back off eventually.”
“It’s not bothering me.” Kai lied. “We are just friends. Y/N is free to do whatever she wants with whomever she wants.”
Rebekah tilted her head and started to say something but stopped herself. Instead her hand reached for his and she pulled him onto the couch a few meters away , compelling the couple making out there to find another place to ‘chat’.
“So … Tell me , how did you end up in that Prison World ?” she asked curious , taking a sip from her drink. “I heard Bonnie bloody Bennett had something to do with it… ”

The rest of the party was a blur. Rebekah had been super nice to him , keeping him company and listening to him talk and talk about everything… but Y/N. Somehow she had managed to distract him and by the end of the party he even danced with her for a little bit. Around 1AM he walked upstairs heading into his bedroom , the party was slowly starting to clear out and Y/N was still talking with Kol. He didn’t feel like interrupting them , not trusting himself being around her at the moment.

Kai laid awake in his bed that night. Thinking , or more likely trying not to think. Specially about what he had seen earlier at the party. Every time he closed his eyes he could see Y/N in Kol’s arms , he could see them kissing. If only they hadn’t been interrupted … like Kol did it on purpose or something. It would’ve been him who’d kiss her and hold her like that. There was a knock on the door and a moment later Y/N popped her head inside.
“Can I come in ?”
Kai stared at her. She looked so beautiful , her smile making his heart stop for a whole minute.He pulled himself into a sitting position and gave her a slight nod.
“Shouldn’t you be in Kol’s room ?” he asked trying to keep his voice indifferent.
Y/N sat on the edge of the bed , a sigh escaping her lips. “You saw ?”
“Well , I don’t want to be in Kol’s bedroom. I want to be here. With you.” she said pulling herself onto the bed. “I’m sorry I left you alone at the party. You seemed to have fun with Rebekah though … ”
Kai noticed something different in her voice as she said that , a hint of jealousy. No , he had imagined it. Why would she be jealous ? He fell silent for a long moment , looking at the ceiling but not at her. Y/N titled his chin until he met her eyes.
“Are you OK ? You seem upset ?”
“Yeah , I’m … I’m fine. Just tired.” he said managing a small smile. No matter how much the thought of Y/N being with someone else angered him , she still managed to make him smile even when he wished he would vanish into thin air. “There were so many people at that party … It was exhausting. Klaus and Rebekah are fun though.”
Y/N snuggled closer to him, resting her head on his chest listening to his breathing and feeling his uneven heartbeat. He was lying and she wanted to know why , but knew better than to push on the subject right now. Usually Kai would’ve wrapped his hand around her by now , it was taking him longer this time.
Why won’t he hug me? she wondered.
Just as she was about to ask he wrapped his arms around her pulling her closer than ever. As nice as it had felt being in Kol’s arms , being in Kai’s felt different .. like they were two pieces of a puzzle , a perfect match.
“Are we still on for the movie weekend ?” he asked suddenly. Kai had been worried that now Y/N would start ignoring him to spend time with Kol and would probably cancel their plans.
“Yes. Just the two of us. As promised.” she said smiling.
“Can’t wait.” he said and Y/N could hear the smile in his voice.

MASTERLIST March / April 2017

Save me: Josh Dun Imagine: Part 5: Finale


“It’s five years today.” I mumble. “I know.” I look at the snow that’s falling outside on the balcony of the hotel and whisper, “I miss you.” Everything replays in my head. 


Y/N dropped the news that she was engaged and it made my heart drop. “R-really?” She just nods as her eyes are glued to ground. I watch her fingers delicately playing with the huge ring on her left ring finger. How did I not notice it? “No.” I say. No?” Her face is full of confusion, “No. Y/N, I waited this long for you to come back and I didn’t expect you to automatically fall in love with me and run into my arms, but I can’t let you marry whoever it is.” 

 “I-I have to go.” She rushed into her car and i’m left in awe as she drives off. AS if on cue, it begins sprinkling and i’m left alone on the street. 


You tossed and turned all night, Josh’s words replayed in your head. He loved you. You spent all that time trying to get over him just to come back and have him say those words. Words you wanted to hear ever since middle school. It was gloomy and raining outside, but you knew you had stayed up all night. “Fuck.” You whispered to yourself. You grabbed your phone off the nightstand, 6:43 A.M, and texted Jenna. It was early, but you needed someone. Jenna was up and was at your hotel room at exactly 7. 

“What’s wrong?” She immediately asked as she walked in and sat on the messy bed. “He loves me.” You say. You explained what had happened with Josh and by the end of it, Jenna has her eyes wide and her mouth is hung open. “But, I’m engaged, Jenna. But, I don’t know what to do. I could’ve just told him that I am getting married to Michael. But, I hesitated and then just left.” You sighed heavily and threw yourself back on the bed. “Y/N, honestly, you’ve already given yourself the answer.” You lift yourself back up with confusion running through your mind. “The fact that you even have to question yourself is your answer.” 


Best Friend Y/N: I need to talk to you. Meet me at Tyler and Jenna’s. 

When I read the text I wasted no time in getting ready and driving straight to Tyler’s. Traffic was slowly moving because of a huge accident up ahead. All I could see was a flipped car on the divider. I drive slower as I get closer to the accident, but my foot steps on the brake pedal hard when I see Tyler standing there. I don’t care about the cars behind me, I care about why Tyler was standing on the freeway in the rain. I just place my car in park and rush over to Tyler, “Tyler! What are you doing here! Are you okay!” I shout so he can hear me over the cars and honking. I can see the tears running down Tyler’s face despite the rain also drenching him. He can’t speak. His mouth is open, but no words are coming out. He points in a direction and my eyes follow to meet with Jenna being wheeled to the ambulance. She sees me and starts screaming and crying, “I’m so sorry, Josh! I’m sorry!” She keep repeating those words and I’m confused as to why. 

I was about to ask Tyler, but he was already in the ambulance with Jenna. A cop approaches me, “Sir, you need to get in your car and go. You’re making this traffic worse.” He says. “But, what happened? Why are my friends in an ambulance?” I ask. “You know them?” I just shake my head yes, hesitantly. “Then maybe you know the girl that was with the driver, Jenna Joseph.”

“What happened to the passenger?” I ask. “The passenger died on impact, son.” My heart stop for a second, “Who was the passenger?” I ask. I regret it. 

“Her name was Y/N.” 


As cliche as it may seem, I don’t remember what happened after that. But, I do remember all the days I spent locked in my home, sobbing and physically feeling my chest tighten and my heart hurt whenever I thought about her. 

Some guys thought it would be smart to race on the freeway in the rain and one guy almost hit Jenna’s car, causing her to swerve slightly, but the slippery roads caused the car to go straight into the divider and flip over. Jenna was on the way back to the house with Y/N… because Y/N had decided to tell me she always loved me. That part hurt the worst. I blamed myself. It was because of me that she left the hotel. She shouldn’t have. She should’ve stayed. 

Shortly after, I met her fiancee. With him was a baby girl that Y/N had just a couple months before coming to visit. The fiancee basically came to drop off the girl to Jenna and Tyler because he said he couldn’t handle her himself. He had even planned to call of the engagement with Y/N. I fought him. I kept the girl. 

My five year old daughter looks up at me with eyes that look just like Y/N’s. “Daddy, did you love mommy?” I hold my daughter’s hand tightly, “She was the girl I loved and always will love, She was my best friend, baby girl. My best friend, my first love, and my last love.” 

“Hey! What about me, daddy! We have the same name!” I laugh and lift my daughter up into my arms, “That’s what exactly what I mean, baby. Y/N is my last love.” 


Chapter 1

Author Notes: This is my very first Fanfic so I would love to hear feedback (good and/or bad). I’m going to make this a series but dont expect the chapters to come out quickly, I have a lot on with school, personal health and I have a terrible memory so i will most likely forget about this on more than one ocassion, I also sometimes find it hard to find writing inspiration.

Warnings: Suggestion of under aged drinking

Ship: Josh Washington X Reader

Words: 1,467


  • (Y/N) - Your name
  • (Y/N/N) - Your nickname                                                                                                 

Ever since you met Josh he always flirted with every single girl, except from you.

You didn’t really mind that he didn’t flirt with you; in fact you felt it meant he had a little more respect for you than other girls but you often found yourself wondering why he didn’t flirt with you. What made you different from the others? Did he not think you were pretty? Did he not like your personality? Was your friendship completely fake or where you just simply not his type? Then that lead in to what even was Josh’s type?

You weren’t quite sure why it bothered you so much, it just did.

“Josh is excited to see you again” Your best friend Beth said through the silence of your thoughts. Trying not to seem too eager you continued to gaze out the window and just nod your head and hum in reply.

You were on your way to the Washington’s Lodge on Black Wood Mountain for a summer week away with the ‘gang’ and currently you were sitting in a cable car with Beth and a couple of bags filled with numerous things, some with clothes, some with food and some with alcohol.

After a couple more minutes of comfortable silence the cable cart came to a rickety stop and you and Beth emerged carrying your bags.

Walking up the path to the lodge you and Beth started discussing what you would all get up to during this week. All the stuff that would normally happen; truth or dare, spin the bottle, taking a little hike and of course, getting drunk.
“How’s Hannah’s crush on Mike going?” You say through giggles. Hannah had a pathetic crush on mike for a year or so now and you just couldn’t get what was so special about him. The only thing decent about mike was his looks. You always found Mike to be manipulative, you saw the way he played Hannah and you hated it but you also found humour in how head over heels she was with him.

Beth rolled her eyes and sniggered at the thought “Same as always.” She paused for a moment and sighed “She thinks she’s starting to get somewhere”
“She needs to be careful, Emily will do something soon if she doesn’t calm it” Beth nodded. You stopped for a moment and readjusted your grip on your bags, taking a moment to take in the scenery.

The trees seemed to breathe in the gentle wind causing the vibrant green leafs to rustle against one another. The sound of various animals carried through the wind and you let yourself be immersed in your surroundings.

“You coming?!” You snapped your head towards the voice to see Beth a few metres ahead of you, smiling at your reaction to the mountain.
“Yep!” you shouted over before trotting over to Beth. “Do you ever get used to everything here?”
“Not really. I’m not quite as amazed by it now as I was but it still surprises me every now and then. Little things that I haven’t noticed before that then seem to make all the difference”

Walking at a steady pace the lodge soon came into view. Yours and Beth’s stroll soon turned into a heavy run as you came to a non-verbal agreement that it was now a race. Almost there, you dropped your bags and sprinted the rest of the way, leaving Beth behind and you victorious. You came to a stop and clung onto the lodges decking railing to catch your breath.

“I w- I win” you spoke through heavy breaths. Beginning to stroll over to Beth you raised your hands in triumph before putting them to your knees to catch your breath again.

“You cheated” She wined between shallow breaths
“No one said anything about rules” you defended with furrowed eyebrows
“Don’t worry, she’s just a sore loser” You heard from behind you making you swivel on the spot to face the voice. Now facing the voice you are greeted with a smiley Josh standing on the steps of the decking.“No I’m not!” protests Beth “you weren’t even here to see it!” she points an accusing finger at Josh while he just raises his eyebrows in response.
“See. What did I tell ya, sore loser” he said while sauntering past you to your bags that had been abandoned half way though the race, picking them up.

You walked inside into the living room trailing behind Josh as Beth was still outside struggling with her bags and muttering words of not being a sore loser.
You suddenly felt arms tangle around your waist from behind, causing you to let out a little yelp. Swivelling your head around you faced the culprit. “Chris! What are you doing?” you spoke through giggles. Chris lifted you up slightly making a little grunting sound before placing you back on your feet again “Just wanted to say hi to my friend”

Still giggling you pried Chris’s arms away from your waist and looked over to Josh. Josh was stood on the stairs waiting for you, still holding your bags, one bag in his hand and the other slung over his shoulder. A smile was spread across his face but it seemed to fail to reach his eyes. You started walking over to him backwards, still facing Chris “I just need to sort out my bags and stuff with Josh but I will be right back, I promise”
“You better be, maybe then we can finally get this atmosphere going” Chris headed to the kitchen, presumably to start on the alcohol.

Still backing up you span back around to face Josh, stumbling slightly when you realized how close the two of you were. Josh quickly used his free hand to help steady you, placing it on your hip. His touch sent a warm sensation through your skeleton making you feel a light buzz run through you. “Careful there girly” Josh scoffed playfully. Once you were finally stable Josh seemed to realize where his hand lay on you and recoiled it immediately leaving a flushed look on his face.
“Uh, just follow me” Josh lead the way upstairs and to Beth’s room, opening the door for you to go in first “I’m guessing you’re staying in here right?”
“Yeah, yeah I think so” you nodded, taking the bags from josh placing them on Beth’s queen sized bed “Is anybody else here yet?” you question while your eyes take a scan of Beth’s room, smiling when you notice a few pictures of the two of you.

Leaning up against the doorway josh shook his head “Not yet but Hannah and Sam should be here soon and then the others are coming a bit later on” Josh started to stroll over to you. Sitting on Beth’s bed he watched you start to unpack your bags putting your clothes in a draw Beth had freed up for you. You could feel his eyes burning into your skin as you went back and forth between your bags and the draw.

You often felt that something was stopping Josh from being himself around you; stopping him from being how he was around the others, Joking, playfully flirting and being out spoken. Sometimes when he forgot you where there for a second or didn’t notice you coming to join the group you would see the real Josh for a moment and you liked that.

Slowly you went and sat down next to Josh at the end of the bed. Your leg brushed with his and at the contact Josh shifted a bit, seeming to be settling into his seat. The silence that currently occupied the air of the Beth’s bedroom wasn’t an uncommon thing between you and Josh, more often than not the silence was comfortable but it was still something you disliked about your relationship. Words seemed to come to you easily when you’re with the others and it seemed like it was the same case for Josh.

A stuttering sound croaked from Josh’s throat as if he wanted to say something, as if trying to figure out how to form the words that where stuck in his throat. He slowly turned his head to look at you and began to open his mouth. His mouth stayed open for a couple more seconds, then closed and then opened again. This cycle continued a while longer as you sat with a raised eyebrow and watched his failed attempt to talk.

Finally he manages to come out with “so…” he takes a long breath “you and Ch-“ suddenly yours and Josh’s head snap towards the door at the sound of Josh being interrupted by a shout from a voice you knew all too well, Hannah. Her shout was repeated “(Y/N/N)!?”

Can I ask you something? I mean you, you who read what I write. I know a person who cheat his girlfriend and I don’t blame him as I don’t know why he does this, but I want to ask, I want to understand it. These People loved the one they betray now and even if they never find it out, I want to understand why. Does these People don’t love they Partner anymore? So why they don’t end the relationship? Why doing it I silence? I don’t understand why they do this. I mean sure you could say all men are the same but women are not other, are they?
I guess it’s something a person decide for his own, but that is so selfish…
I’m 21, never had a girlfriend don’t think that will change that fast as I really am shy and also not the cutest, but these people…
I mean did they never were lonely? Laying alone in bed looking at the ceiling of the room thinking how they special person could be…
Are they scared of being lonely, so they don’t leave they partner? Then I don’t know why they need to betray them… aren’t they happy? So why they don’t talk? Isn’t she/ he not attractive anymore? So why don’t talk or end it? Is this really that hard…
I want to understand them. The reason why they are that selfish, how they can still look in the eyes of someone they once loved.
I want to understand why they do this. How they can do something like that and still be happy…
I’m a lonely person. I don’t have many friends and as I moved to a new City three years ago, they aren’t really close. I live three years here and I don’t have a single friend in that City. Sometimes it bothered me, I won’t lie, but I try my best to live that life so I won’t regret something when I’m old. Still that don’t change that I’m lonely.
I fall in love in a person in a MMORPG, because it feels to be good to have her around me. It feels to be right. Of course that was just a dream. She has a friend in real life and its totally understandable that noone would fall in love in a person you never met…..
So I’m here looking at the ceiling of my room and thinking how my special person would be, when I will meet her and when I can be happy….
That one thing I can tell everyone who read this is, that its not necessary how much people are around you, nothing sucks more then feeling alone in a world everyone else seems to be happy or lies to be. The feeling of being alone is something noone can take from you and if you found your special person, do what you can to hold her/him, then trust me nothing sucks more the being alone….

for now i post the gif, bc somehow i hit “tumblr video upload limit” while waffling over which version of the animation i should upload (aka none of them bc photoshop FUCKS UP EVERYTHING). Gif plays a little slow compared to real time but I like that you can see pretty much all of the drawings.

intended to be a ~stretch your animation muscles~ warmup but it took way too long for a warmup haha… full blown exercise tbh.

Prompted by @flamelscross: Goto refuses to admit that he actually LIKES wearing Masayoshi’s Samurai Flamenco hoodie (despite being caught wearing it). 

I didn’t animate with specific dialogue in mind so the lip flapping is a little random! Also my “cleanup” is pretty rough around the edges.. every time I look I see more stray lines making the animation kind of “jump” and im like o)-( why can’t i keep things consistent

I was thinking about coloring this but.. maybe for another day. 


It was raining. The sky was cloudy and angry. You watched as the rain hit against your living room window and trailed down. Taking a look around the room, it was bare. All of your belongings were in boxes. It would be your last day in your apartment.

You moved to New York years ago to escape from a troubled past. A new scenery, a new city was exactly what you needed for a fresh start. What you couldn’t escape was the nightmares and the constant paranoia.

You wondered if that would ever go away.

In order for you to gain some sanity, you decided to use your talents to help others. You went to school, got a couple of degrees in psychology and began your new life as a forensic psychologist.

You got satisfaction in helping others. You didn’t want to brag or anything but you were the best of the best. When someone needed help in your field of work, you were normally the first person that would get called.

That’s what got the attention of Nick Fury. He was the former Director of S.H.I.E.L.D and you were familiar with him and his team, The Avengers. You had to be living under a rock to not have heard about The Avengers. After the way they fought against those freaky looking aliens in New York four years ago and then the events of Sovokia, you knew that a call to you wasn’t far off.

Anyone who went through any of those things would need a little help. You agreed to help the team out and be their shoulder to lean on for as long as you were needed.

One of the requirements was to pack up all of your things and move to the Avengers compound in upstate New York. You didn’t want to leave the city but the thought of going to help the mightiest superheroes on the planet was too hard to pass up.

So, you packed your things and took care of any lose ends. There was part of you that was a little nervous. Agreeing to work with the group and helping them with their problems was definitely adding pressure to you.

It also didn’t help that the reason why you moved to New York all those years ago was to get away from people that had plagued The Avengers for decades.


When your first met Nick Fury, you were a little intimidated. You got a sense of his mood and saw that he was a little distressed but his exterior didn’t show it.

You decided to keep your special talents to yourself. It had worked for you all this time so you figured that keeping it a secret was best.

You had the power to manipulate emotions and memories. In a crowd of angry people, within seconds you could change the emotions of each and every person to be happy. With memories, you could alter details to help the person.

Once all of your things were packed into your car, you made the drive upstate. You tried not to make yourself anxious on the way. You listened to music to try and calm yourself.

Arriving at the Avengers compound, your emotions were all over the place despite you listening to your favorite music. You parked your car near the main entrance and went inside. Nick Fury was waiting on you in the main lobby.

“(Y/n), it’s nice to see you again.” He nodded at you as you both got into the elevator.

The compound was huge and near nothing in the country. It had tons of land surrounding it and you had to admit that it was beautiful. You would miss the city but being out of it would be refreshing for a while.

“Likewise. Do the others know that I am coming?” You questioned. You wondered if you were meeting everyone at that moment. Glancing down at your outfit, you figured it was suitable enough for whatever was going to come. You wore jeans and a white shirt with maroon cardigan. Your actually took time that morning to straighten your hair but you normally wore it curly.

“They are all awaiting the both of us. I called a meeting so that they will know what is going on.”

You wondered how the others would take it. There was a lot of egos and alpha males that were on the team. You hoped that they didn’t shoot you down before you could even help.

When the elevator opened to the main common floor, Fury gestured for you to step out first. As soon as you did, you looked to your left and saw the Avengers in the flesh. Immediately you were hit with a bunch of different emotions. Confusion being the main one.

You recognized all of them. Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark, Wanda Maximoff, Sam Wilson and The Vision. Fury had given you files on all of them. It didn’t have much information just about their early lives and general information.

“Fury, what’s going on? I have things that I could be spending my time on.” Tony Stark stood up once he saw Fury.

“Have a seat Stark.” Fury told him and Tony listened. “This is Dr. (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N). After the recent events and things going on in all of your personal lives, I thought that it would be nice to have her around for you guys to talk to.”

“You hired a shrink for us?” Clint asked.

“I think after the past few years you all need it.”

“No offense but I don’t think that a shrink would help us.” Tony scoffed and spoke of you as if you weren’t standing in the same room. You expected for the team to not be so open to the thought of you. It happened normally so it didn’t bother you.

“I beg to differ. She will be residing here and will be on call 24/7. Dr. (Y/L/N) will also be open for scheduled times during the week but I will leave her to set that up with you all. You’re all adults so act like it.” Fury left without another word leaving you standing in front of the group alone. He was a busy man.

Steve Rogers stood up from his seat on the couch between Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes and made his way to you, “I’m Steve Rogers.”

You shook his hand, “It’s nice to meet you.”

The others lapsed into their own conversations and you were sure that the majority was about you. You wanted to use your powers to calm the room but decided against it.

“I’m sure some of the team will give you a hard time but just know they’re stubborn and it has nothing to do with you.” Steve said with a warm smile.

“I’m used to it.”

Steve glanced at the group before looking back at you, “I think you being here will be a good thing. We all have some–underlying issues that we just compress and don’t do anything about them. It’s been tough around here lately.”

“I’m really happy to be here. I’m looking forward to getting to work and helping.”

“Do you need help bringing your things in? I’m not busy at the moment and I don’t mind.” Steve offered.

“That would be great. I just have a few things in my car out front.” Steve followed you to the elevator and you both got inside.


The rest of the group remained in the common area as you and Steve left.

“Something is off about her.” Wanda voiced her concern once she was sure she was gone.

“Why do you think that?” Sam asked.

“I can’t get inside her head. It’s like a block or something.”

“I think it’s time for me to go and dig up some information about our new little friend.” Tony said to the others as he got up and left to his lab with Natasha and Clint following him.

Bucky got off the couch and walked over the wall that was made of glass. It faced the front of the compound and he was able to see you and Steve unloading boxes from your car.

“What do you think about her?”

Bucky looked over to see that Sam had joined him. “What?”

“You think she will be able to help us?”

Bucky shrugged his shoulders and looked back outside, “Guess we will have to wait and see.”

*I’ve never been so nervous to post something! 😳

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Quicksilver imagine: 

“Y/n I warn you, these are the two worse cases I’ve seen beside y’know” Clint stopped looking at you as if the last words wouldn’t leave his mouth. “Since mine?” you asked watching a slight tinge of guilt appearing on his face before slowly nodding.  “Opening the first door you found a girl not much older than you eyeing the blocks as they began to gently levitate, she spotted you and did not react. As this was an easy ability of yours you sat down in front of her and began to also move the blocks in ways she couldn’t until she spoke first. “Why can’t I read your mind, I can read everyone’s mind but yours, it’s blocked, it hurts me.” She whispered the end part. “I have the powers you possess and I know how to control them so they won’t work on me. I came here to see you and more importantly your brother, your powers are easy to control yet hard to master, yet his he doesn’t know what’s going on.  I needed to make sure you were okay before I go see your brother, Clint, you met him, he will be with you throughout this and I will be helping your brother but I need your permission for both, do you give me it?” you ask and she nods sincerely. Flashing her a weak smile, you get up off of the floor and walk over to her brother’s cell door.  “Pietro, im here to help, you need to trust me okay? Listen take a really deep breath and focus, focus on one object and breathe okay?”  You state watching his eyes fall and stick to the bed.  Slowly, eventually he began to stop fitting and racing and slowed down until he was at a complete stop. Immediately after he calmed down he ran up to you, at first you were scared but what he did shocked you, he hugged you. He engulfed you into his arms mumbling 100 thanks you’s into your ear. Backing away he ran a hand through his gorgeous blonde hair that you only began to notice. It wasn’t only his hair that was cute too. “You’re beautiful” he blurted immediately regretting it. “Sorry my brain isn’t really in sync right now. I mean you are but, dammit” he mumbled. “Thanks, you’re not too bad yourself.” You chuckled as he winked. “Wait, who even are you?” he Questioned.


cole + protecting the sisters and innocents


#gettoknowme - male biases (in no particular order): [ 2/? ] cho seungyoun / luizy (uniq)