this took me longer than i thought wow

Why the mask doesn’t come off - COMPLETE
wow this took me wAAAAAAY longer than I thought it would. It’s fuckin’ 5 in the morning x’)
anyway really had a fun time doing this. It’s messy but I like it overall cx Go take a look at my revamped version — Digital AND Colored!

cut off my wings and come lock me up

Originally posted by starstunning8

just pull the plug yeah, I’ve had enough

Originally posted by uchiharaira

tear me to pieces, sell me for parts

Originally posted by dusenyapragakusenkiz

you’re all vampires so here, you can have my heart

Originally posted by zealotss

the world’s a funeral, a room of ghosts

Originally posted by enomototakane97

no hint of movement, no sign of pulse, only an echo just skin and bone

Originally posted by hatredandsorrow

they kick the chair but we, we help tie the rope

Originally posted by shukapoo

so come rain on my parade

Originally posted by cristianime

cause I want to feel it

Originally posted by naruto-uzumaki-generation

come shove me over the edge

Originally posted by peindevapath

cause my head is in overdrive

Originally posted by lovebenihime

I’m sorry but it’s too late and it’s not worth saving

Originally posted by cristianime

I think we’re doomed

Originally posted by shinobi-bonds

I think we’re doomed

Originally posted by shinobi-bonds

and now there’s no way back

Originally posted by uchiharaira

you must have made some kind of mistake

Originally posted by dattebayos

I asked asked for death but instead I’m awake

Originally posted by laetia

the devil told me “no room for cheats”

Originally posted by lndras

I thought I sold my soul, but he kept the receipt

Originally posted by shinonstail

so leave the light on, I’m coming home

Originally posted by kankurobot

it’s getting darker but I carry on

Originally posted by doodleonpaper

the sun don’t shine but it never did

Originally posted by lawlu

and when it rains it fucking pours

Originally posted by jrugs

but I think I like it

Originally posted by eternity-of-moon-and-sun

and you know that I’m in love with the mess

Originally posted by red-beet-soup

I think I like it

Originally posted by theakazawaa

I think we’re doomed


Summer Job Series (svt) -  babysitter!seungcheol

This is my first ever scenario but I hope you like it !!!

  • you can’t say you love babysitting
  • it’s not that you were bad per se, it just that you couldn’t really handle all the energy
  • you had younger twin brothers, who were cute and all ,,, until they steal your stuff to see if they can sell it to buy more action figures
  • they were eight and running everywhere, messing with everything, and it was just too much 
  • your parents never let you babysit them by yourself cause they knew you couldn’t handle it
  • and thank god cause even you can’t trust yourself with taking care of them 
  • but also wow I’m in college, I can’t even take care of my brothers smh
  • your parents were having a dinner party with the parents of the twins’ friends
  • so basically wine sipping adults and six year olds running around everywhere ,,, great 
  • it seemed fine cause all you had to do was help set up then you could stay in your room away from the mess 
  • your parents call you down from your room and tell you that the adults wanted to go out for karaoke …
  • and you’re like no, nonononono you can’t leave me alone I cAnt evEN taKE CaRe oF mYseLf!!!! LET ALONE 5 KIDS
  • and your parents are like pls chill, our regular babysitter (who you were pretty good friends with) can’t make it tonight so one of the parents called one of their regulars
  • and you’re like ,,,, ok but this makes it harder cause idk this person gskflsj
  • and they’re like you’ll be fine!!! please do this for us!! the children will be up for just another two hours then they’ll go to sleep !!!! please !!! 
  • you give in cause you don’t really have a choice
  • the parents stay until the babysitter comes
  • the door bell rings and you hear your parents welcome them in
  • you look up from your phone and were genuinely surprised
  • there was a guy, seemingly college age as well, walks into the living room
  • he walks up to you as you stand up from the couch
  • he shakes your hand and smiles
  • and ,,, his hand is really big and is rough but in a nice way??? what 
  • and his smile, it made you melt cause it was just too cute 
  • “hey, my name’s Seungcheol nice to meet you,” 
  • he was too polite and kind it was weird
  • jk it was nice and adorable you couldn’t help but smile warmly and introduce yourself as politely as he did
  • “Seungcheol’s been our regular babysitter for the past 3 years, he’s basically a pro don’t worry y/n” said one of the parents
  • he blushed and was like what!! noooo
  • he was incredibly handsome like you have never seen someone look that good in a plain black tee and jeans
  • as the parents were saying goodbye to their kids, Seungcheol came and stood next to you
  • “umm I kinda heard that you aren’t that comfortable with kids so if you want you don’t really have to do anything”
  • you looked at him with the utmost surprise which made him ??? so confused
  • you began laughing and he’s like what’s funny?
  • then you told him that he’s gonna die trying to take care of this many rowdy kids, no matter how good of a babysitter he is
  • he smirked smugly and said let’s see really confidently
  • and you’re like /// woah what happened to the polite seungcheol??? I miss him now 
  • and now it’s his turn to laugh
  • now in the house its just you two with the kids
  • the first two minutes seemed peaceful enough ,,, then the screaming began 
  • three of the boys were fighting over whose action figures were better 
  • the two girls were watching barbie as the princess and the pauper and were fighting over who was better, anneliese or erika
  • you and seungcheol look at each other and just sigh
  • “as much as I like the barbie movies, I’m gonna go sort out the boys with the action figure fiasco”
  • you laugh and laugh even more when he mentions that he prefers erika over anneliese but they’re both pretty bad ass
  • you go to girls and try to calm them down
  • like hey!!! both princesses are cool !!! anneliese is really intelligent while erika is talented !!! and they’re best friends so you should like both of them
  • the girls were like ,,, thats true ,,,,
  • then the wedding scene comes and the three of you smile and sing along to the cute song
  • seungcheol looked and you and thought ,,, wow ,,, she’s really pretty ,,, and she sings really well ,,,
  • you look at seungcheol and smile at him
  • you’ve always found it adorable when guys are really good with kids 
  • this is the first time you’ve seen it in real life, only in movie and tv shows
  • you see him be like !!! obviously my action figure is better !!! like look at all the weapons that come with it !!!
  • the boys were fascinated and stopped fighting when they realized seungcheol was right ,,, his was way cooler
  • seeing this made your heart melt since like !!! how adorable is this !!!
  • it was already time for bed so you both help the kids get ready for bed 
  • they were in the living room, the boys already tired out from fighting, already sound asleep
  • you and seungcheol watched the kids ,,, standing like proud parents
  • until one of the girls woke up rather frantically 
  • she then started crying 
  • you and seungcheol rush to her ,, worried sick
  • seungcheol pet her hair while she hugged him
  • “what’s wrong mina?? what happened??” he said as he comforted her
  • seeing seungcheol being so caring for this little girl ,,, made your heart hurt from the cuteness 
  • “cheolie, I had a nightmare… can i have some warm milk,,,” she said feebly 
  • “of course, y/n and I will go get it” he said as he gave her one last squeeze before releasing from the hug 
  • she sniffled as you lead seungcheol to the kitchen
  • as much as that was sweet scene, you couldn’t miss out on this opportunity 
  • “cheolie?” 
  • he blushed as you mentioned the nickname ,,, he was too cute you couldn’t stop smiling
  • “yeah, mina was 5 when I first babysat her and she had a hard time saying my name, so she just called me cheolie… guess it just kinda stuck”
  • “awww you’re just too cute” you say as you pinch his cheek
  • “im cute?” he looks smugly
  • you looked away and he just laughs
  • you guys get to the kitchen and heat up the milk
  • you have random conversation, how school’s going and all
  • as you guys walk back to mina with her warm milk you see her smile weakly
  • “are you better honey?” you say as you brush the stray hairs from her face
  • she nods and smiles meekly ,,,, 
  • “cheolie, can you braid my hair”
  • he smiles as he gets to work
  • its a comfortable silence ,, just watching him gently french braid her hair
  • and like he is REALLY good, like he is instagram worthy good
  • as he finishes he shows her how she looks through his phone
  • and mina just ,,, smiles like the cutest lil smile ever
  • she hugs him as a thank you and your heart is practically bursting cause this was the cutest thing you have ever seen
  • “alright mina, you really should go back to sleep now. Y/N and I will be here if you need us again” seungcheol says so warmly
  • mina lays down and closes her eyes, quickly falling asleep
  • you and seungcheol sit on the couch, the room dimly lit while all you could hear are the soft breathes of the kids sleeping
  • you’re siting next to each other ,,, a little too close for people that have just met ,, but it feels really nice 
  • “so you know how to braid hair too huh? what can’t you do” you say making him smile
  • “having been mina’s babysitter for three years teaches you a couple things” he says chuckling a bit
  • you tell him how you can’t even braid your hair half as nice as he can  
  • “want me to braid your hair for you?” 
  • you’re shocked cause ,,, like what a weird thing BUT YES PLS
  • he starts braiding your hair and it’s like heaven 
  • his big hands are surprisingly really gentle, he softly takes pieces of hair and incorporates it into your hair 
  • as he finished you were really giddy and really wanted to see how it looked
  • you saw yourself through your phone ,,, and you were genuinely surprised
  • its was perfect ,,, the braid being loose while also keeping its form really well
  • he had left pieces of hair out to frame your face and you truly felt so pretty because of it
  • seungcheol looked at you happily, noticing how happy and giddy you were from something he did
  • “you are truly amazing, you know that right” you say, beaming at him
  • “well it helps that you are just absolutely beautiful to begin with” he says softly as he comes closer and closer towards you
  • you look away at the sweet compliment but he takes you face gently into his hands ,,, and when you’re looking at him he softly tucks a piece of your hair behind your ear
  • and slowly ,, slowly you just gravitate towards each other
  • the kiss was sweet and gentle, giving you a million butterflies in your stomach 
  • when you guys pulled away you guys were smiling so much it would probably creep out people if they were watching
  • but you guys were just so !!! happy !!!
  • you held hands as you leaned your head on his shoulder ,,, whispering your conversation so you didn’t wake the kids
  • and you were just so … comfortable … that you just started to drift off ///
  • “Y/N wake up, the parents are back” he said softly, nudging you to wake you up 
  • seungcheol thought that you looked so adorable ,,,, all sleepy and beautiful ,,, 
  • you guys stretched once you got up and quietly greeted the parents when they came in
  • you both helped them carry their kids and their belongings back to their car 
  • as the parents left, your parents gave you the money to pay seungcheol then headed off to bed, tired from being up waaay too late
  • as you walked him to the door, you tried to give him the money but he refused
  • “meeting you is worth way more than any amount of money” 
  • as you practically melted and supported yourself on the door frame he looked at you cheekily
  • “although, you could pay me with one last kiss and a date”
  • you couldn’t even reply when he already went in for the kiss
  • when it ended it left you starstruck cause like wow ,,, that was a lot more passionate then the last one
  • “can I assume from you kissing me back that it’s a yes for the date” he asked, smirking
  • you smile and are like well duh captain obvious 
  • you guys exchange numbers and you watch him get into his car and drive off 
  • and you just go and flop down on your bed and think ,,, babysitting isn’t that bad after all 

anonymous asked:

2doc request... something fluffy? I always just see 2doc fanfics as "hot man sex wow hot hothot murdoc has no emotion hot man sex" I'd love to see Murodc actually caring about 2D and being there for him. :) <3<3<3

Ooooh my god this took me way longer than it should have and I apologize for that, but I hope this story is to your liking. Since the request doesn’t have a specific scenario in it, I used one I’ve been considering for a while and I thought would be cute. Hope you enjoy!

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Too late ~ Markiplier Ego Fanfic

I kinda feel like Dark is a stoic lil bitch but when certain people *cough* wilford *cough* annoy him ceaselessly he can’t ignore them anymore and they’re fucking IN FOR IT! Prepare for intense teasing whoo boi

‘Whatcha readin?’

Dark sighed. A long sigh, a sigh that had not been his first today and he figured it would not be his last on this particular day. He had the privilege of being in the company of Wilford who was giving himself a day off from his ever so busy schedule, Dark was overjoyed that he got to spend time with the bombastic gentleman. Not. Especially since this was the fourth time Wilford had asked this particular question.

‘As I said the previous times you asked, I am reading Catcher in the Rye.’

Wilford mumbled oh quietly, but don’t let his quiet voice fool you because he was very much in an energetic mood. Dark was sitting on the couch they had whilst Wilford was sprawled across the remaining space, one leg hanging over the back of the couch whilst the other lay limp over the opposite arm. He was currently throwing one of the cushions up in the air and catching it in a constant cycle, occasionally humming or making up little tunes to fill the silence. All of which Dark was obviously grateful for.

‘Isn’t there somewhere else you could be, someone else you could spend time with?’

Dark muttered through fractionally gritted teeth, using all his willpower to focus on the text before him; despite the futility of this being clear.

‘Nah, everyone else is busy. Besides-’

Dark grunted as Wilford shifted and rested his head on his thigh, brown and energetic eyes looking up at him as he grinned.

‘I’m comfy where I am thanks.’

‘Good for you.’

Dark exhaled, but as he tried to continue reading he couldn’t focus with Wilford still staring at him. As well as the fact that the man beneath him was constantly fidgeting and squirming and MOVING with a restlessness that made Dark want nothing more than to strangle him. But he resisted. He snapped his book shut and set it aside before glaring at Wilford pointedly.

‘What. Do. You. Want?’

He snarled when Wilford gave him a faked innocent expression.

'I don’t know what you mean-’

'Wilford you are being pointedly annoying, is there anything I can do to make you leave me in peace?’

Wilford pouted, sticking out his bottom lip childishly but Dark could see the corners of his lips twitching as the moustached man fought back a smile.

'Don’t you want me around Darky?’

Dark flicked Wilford’s bottom lip sharply, the latter grumbled and dropped his facade as he smirked at how he was irritating Dark more and more. He never tired of riling him up, it was one of his official hobbies. Dark scowled.

'It’s Dark. Why can’t you get rid of your energy somewhere AWAY from me?’

'But that would take all the fun out of it!’

Dark’s eyes flicked to black as he shoved Wilford’s shoulder harshly before eliciting a sharp poke to the man’s exposed side, hoping that Wilford would make a sordid reply and saunter away. What he didn’t expect was the small, surprised yip that Wilford made as well as his eyes widening momentarily.

'Wilford…what the hell was that?’

For a moment he was utterly confused, why did Wilford look so worried because of a poke in the s-oh. Dark didn’t bother repressing a gleeful smirk as he raised an eyebrow at Wilford, who had gulped and paled noticeably.


'N-now Dark, let’s not be too hasty.’

Dark chuckled melodously at his nerves, he grinned and bared his teeth like a predator as he spoke.

'I think I’ve thought of a way to burn out your energy-’

Without warning he grabbed Wilford’s shoulders and pulled him so that Wilford was lying across him fully, stretched and vulnerable. Dark hummed with satisfaction at Wilford’s panicked yelp and light struggles, Dark looked at Wilford’s flailing arms.

'Well we can’t have that can we?’

With a flick of his wrist Wilford’s arms were wrenched and held by Dark’s aura above his head, Wilford could only look up at his captor as he tried to mask his fear. Dark himself sighed and rested his steepled hands atop Wilford’s stomach, the owner of which flinched involuntarily.

'You seem jumpy Wilford, is there a particular reason for that?’

Dark cocked his head as Wilford shook his head rapidly and spoke almost twice as quickly, no matter how pointless it was at this point.

'Look Dark, buddy, there’s no need for this! You made your point, I-I’ll leave ya alone if ya want-’

’Oh Wilford, my dear Wilford…’

Wilford’s eyes widened when Dark unsteepled his fingers and rested them on his sides. Dark smirked.

'You’re too late.’

His movements were light, teasing and experimental as he dragged his fingertips up and down Wilford’s sides. Dark watched like a hawk as Wilford bit his bottom lip and squeezed his eyes shut, no noise came from him…yet. Dark hardened his touch and started scribbling and spidering over Wilford’s taut shirt, and smiled in triumph when Wilford burst into a stream of giggles.

'Dahahahahahark stahahahappit!’

Wilford tried to speak in a demanding tone, but the high pitch that his giggling possessed meant his words didn’t really have the desired effect.

'Why? Ohh, is it because you have sensitive sides? Are they, oh what’s the word…?’

Dark pretended to ponder as he scratched over Wilford’s tummy which was shaking with new cackling and needy gasps for oxygen. Dark pretended to gasp in realisation as he looked down at his victim.

'Ticklish! That’s it!’

He relished in Wilford’s flinch as he dug in to his abdominal muscles causing yelps and deep laughter from Wilford, who was tossing and turning his head in response to the torturous sensations.


Dark laughed loudly, he was beginning to enjoy this. His eyes glittered.

'Aww, is someone embarrassed about being ticklish, hm?’

Wilford continuous laughter and rouging cheeks answered that query for him as Dark kneaded his stomach, squeezing and pinching the shaking muscles as tears rolled down Wilford’s cheeks. The moustached man tossed and squirmed in vain, all he could think about were Dark’s hands and how skillfully they broke him.


Dark cackled as he dug harshly into Wilford’s sides with a sharp sneer.

'Begging already? I expected so much better…’

Dark jumped when Wilford squealed loudly, seemingly for no reason, he looked down and raised his eyebrows when he saw his fingertips lightly resting on Wilford’s hips. He smiled with teasing lightness at Wilford who’d already begun to shake his head, a nervous grin in place.

'What have we here…?’

Dark experimentally trailed round and over, Wilford’s protruding hip bones and smirked when the owner bucked and giggled ceaselessly.


'Is that so? You seem to be giggling quite a lot at nothing?’

Dark grinned malevolently as he massaged the bones, and Wilford’s giggles switched to snorts and desperate cackles.


Dark chuckled with a malevolence that sent chills down Wilford’s spine, Dark leant over slightly so that his face filled Wilford’s vision; he felt a surge of glee at the desperation brewing in Wilford’s eyes.

'I can’t help it if you’re too ticklish for your own good!’

Dark snarled and dug into Wilford’s hips, vibrating his thumbs at an impossible speed. Wilford’s eyes widened as he elicited a shrill scream before laughing loud and desperately, squeals integrated themselves as he writhed like a tortured beast at Dark’s touch. Dark was slightly in awe at his reaction, and all from a simple touch.


Dark couldn’t help his strong smirk at Wilford’s predicament.

'Is it maddening? To be taken down by a little tickling, to be trapped with no possible hope of escape-’


Dark threw his head back in a barking laugh as Wilford’s cheeks blazed crimson, both from lack of oxygen and embarrassment. Dark went back to trailing over the hip bones lightly, keeping Wilford bucking and encased in giggles. He would reprimand himself for this later, but Dark looked fondly down at Wilford as he was encased in his mirth; the very word sickened him, but it was slightly endearing.

'Dahahahark plehehehease…ihihihim sohohohorry…’

Dark hummed in thought, but did then withdraw his hands before folding his arms at his chest as Wilford took in deep and grateful breaths.

'I suppose you’ve learnt your lesson…’

Wilford nodded frantically as a smug and satisfied smile spread over Dark’s lips as he stored the interaction in his memory, he figured he might need it in the future. Dark chuckled at the light glare Wilford gave him.

'You’re a fucking asshole!’

Dark laughed aloud again as Wilford pouted with narrowed eyes, he moved from under him and stood before waving his hand to release Wilford’s arms. The latter went to curl into a protective ball as Dark picked up his book with a smirk.

'And you’re an annoying prick, take some rest Wilford. You need it.’

Dark walked away with echoing chuckles, but whilst he was encased in his own victory and pride he didn’t see the vengeful eyes follow him out of the room. The cogs worked in Wilford’s mind with one end goal: Revenge.

Wow that took longer than I thought……WILL THERE BE A PART 2 WHO KNOWS and uh tell me if ya liked it an shit, woot woot luv yous ALSO IMMA DEDICATE THIS TO @thetickleeraven CUZ YOU GUYS INSPIRE ME TO WRITE AN STUFF (luv u so much) x 😁
Illuminating Beauty (Evan H. x Reader)

Wow okay posting a thing at 1:10 am is not very smart when I have a DBT and an exam tomorrow in the morning lol,, But hey I had an idea, so I might as well work on it while I can! I hope you enjoy this, it actually took me longer than I thought haha c:

Words- 1513

Warnings- Fluff, awkwardness, and some more awkwardness

Aquariums are some of the most magical places to you. There is just something so amazing about going to a place filled with oceanic creatures of all shapes and sizes. Creatures that we might not even totally know about, and that keep surprising us every day. There is just something about the way all of the creatures float around and interact with each other that just makes you at peace. So it was only natural that you would want to share this experience with someone.

So, who better than your best friend and crush, Evan Hansen? You know that he is comfortable around other people, which would make the aquarium a perfect place for him. You hope anyways.

To: Evan TreeFriend

hey!! R u doing anything today?

From: Evan TreeFriend

I don’t think so.

To: Evan TreeFriend

Great! Wanna join me for a visit to the aquarium?

From: Evan TreeFriend

Sure o: I’ll be over in 10 minutes if that’s okay?

To: Evan TreeFriend

Of course! See u then c:

You smile to yourself and start to get dressed. Any reason to hang out Evan is good reason to hang out. You finish getting dressed and walk outside to wait for Evan.

“Hey (Y/N). H-how are you?” Evan says, waving as he walks over to your house.

“Hey! I’m doing great! Are you ready for your first visit to the aquarium? I promise it’ll be great”

“I… I guess so? I’m not really sure to expect. But, if you say it’ll be fun, then I’m sure it will be!” Evan smiles and runs a hand through his hair.

You nod and smile. “c’mon!” You hop into your car and wait for Evan before driving off.

The drive to the aquarium wasn’t very eventful. You weren’t even sure what you were expecting, maybe some sort of excitement? However, Evan seemed to be more nervous than usual. You didn’t think he would be, considering he is normally a bit calmer when you are with him, but the drive was a different case. It might have just been because he would be visiting a new environment. Whatever the case may be, you just hope he enjoys himself.

The moment you two entered the aquarium, you could not contain your excitement. The place is a huge catch and release center, filled with all kinds of different sea creatures. You let out a small squeal as you gently take Evan’s hand.

“Dude, let’s go check out the sharks!”


You giggle, and gently pull him towards to exhibit. Of course the aquarium didn’t have a place for just sharks, there were all kinds of other creatures. All kinds of rays and fish traveled around, followed by different sharks. Your eyes lit up as you watch all of the animals swim around, occasionally letting out a few squeak of admiration.

All while you were doing this, Evan had most of his focus on you. The way your eyes lit up as you watched the animals, and they way that the buildings lighting illuminated your face, made you look absolutely stunning. The way your warm hand held onto his own clammy hand just felt so right.

You look at Evan and tilt your head. “You doing okay, Evan?”

“Y-yeah! Y-you’re re- I mean e-everything is really pretty!”

Laughing, you take your phone out. “Photo?”

Evan nods, so you take a photo of the both you in front of the class. When you looked at the photo, you laughed. A few rays and a shark happened to slide in the photo. “A few friends wanted to join our photo.”

“Uhm, (Y/N), isn’t there a touch tank o-or something?”

Your eyes widened as you nod. “Yeah! Stingrays and then a touch tank with other little creatures.” You say, leading Evan towards the tanks, still not letting go of his hand. “W-wait, you’re okay with me hold your hand, right?”

Evan follows you and nods. “Y-yeah! That’s fine, if you want to.” He could tell his hands were still clammy, but your hands felt so nice that he didn’t want to let go.

You lead Evan to the stingray touch tank and let go of his hand. You watch as Evan slowly reaches his hand out to gently touch a stingray. He pulls back once he realizes how cold the water is.

“It’s really cold! A-and don’t stingrays sting? (Y/N) wh-why would we touch things that would sting us!”

You giggle and gently pet a small stingray. “Evan, the water is cold so the stingrays can live, and don’t worry! The little dudes can’t sting! These guys don’t have any stingers.”

Nodding, he slowly reaches around and gently slides his fingers across the stingray. “Slimy…”

Even though the stingray is slimy, Evan continues to pet a few different stingrays with a small smile on his face. So far, the stingrays were defiantly one of his favorite parts of the whole visit.

The two of you continue to pet the stingrays and steal small glances of each other.

After a while of enjoying the stingrays and touch tank, you make your way to the jellyfish.

Before you enter, you look at Evan. “Okay, it’s really dark in here, but the jellyfish make it completely worth it. You okay with going in?”

Evan looks at you and smiles. “if you’re going in, th-then I want to go.”

Smiling, you take his hand once more and lead him inside the room. Instantly, you are engulfed in darkness, and hear Evan let out a small squeak. You continue you walking, and suddenly there are little blobs of light. The jellyfish carelessly float around, different colors illuminating the water and room.

The two of you were completely entranced, watching the jellyfish dance before your very eyes. There was faint, calming music being played as you viewed the image displayed before you.

Suddenly, you felt a small squeeze of Evan’s hand. You looked at him, and he was smiling. A completely, sincere smile, Evan’s pupils were dilated slightly, his eyebrows raised, and he just looked so happy. You honestly considered just pausing time to make this moment last forever. You never wanted to let Evan’s hand go, or leave this area.

However, Evan had other ideas.

“H-hey, maybe we should go and see what else there is? If we stay here, we might stay here forever- If you want to of course!”

“Alright, follow me.” You lead Evan out of the jellyfish exhibit, and to and open room. The room had glass reaching from the bottom of the walls, all the way to the ceiling. The two of you, surrounded by water and oceanic sea creatures. The entire layout was absolutely perfect.

Evan’s mouth gaped open slightly as he looked around. He had never seen anything like this before.

You watch as Evan walks around the long room, looking at each of the creatures swim around at their own paces and flowing as one, large system. The two of you could spend hours watching the creatures, and you did.

The two of you sat on one of the many benches, watching the creatures and talking quietly.

“Hey, (Y/N)?” Evan whispered, not meeting your eyes.

“Yeah, Evan?” You whisper back, looking at him.

“Y-you… You remind me of this exhibit… And the jellyfish one.” Evan mumbles, playing with the hem of his shirt.

Letting out a small laugh, you tilt your head. “Why is that?”

“B-because you’re so pretty… And r-really enchanting, and I could look at you for hours.”

You pause and blush profusely. You didn’t know what to say, so you just stared at Evan, eyes widened. Evan instantly assumed that this meant that you were freaked out by his words.

“I-I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have said that, I can just-“

You cut him off with a gentle hug.

Evan’s breathing hitches slightly as he slowly wraps his arms around you.

“Evan, I really like you.”

“I-I like you to!” He starts, “Y-you’re my best friend.”

“No, Evan. I mean… I like, like you.”

He gasps and looks at you. “Oh.” He pauses and his face heats up. “I l-like, like you too! Like, a lot.” He splutters.

You laugh and look at him. “Can… Can we consider this a date?”

Evan nods, and gently places his hand on top of yours. “If you… If you want to, then yeah. Let’s make this a date.

The two of you hold hands as you continue to view the oceanic creatures. However, now the two of you have scooted closer, and make small, not-so-sly comments about each other. As you are looking at on particularly interested fish, Evan presses a gentle kiss to your knuckles.

“Thank you for bringing me here, (Y/N). I’m really enjoying this.”

“No problem, Evan. I’m enjoying this too… We should really do it more often.”

“If it means being able to watch your face light up the way it is now, then I’ll always come with you here.”

You laugh and gently squeeze his hand.

You two will defiantly be visiting the aquarium more often.

Tom Bombadil: Eru Iluvatar?

Apparently there’s a theory that Tom Bombadil is Eru Iluvatar and it just makes sense because of so many reasons:

1. Hasn’t done a thing to defeat evil in the third age but stops to save a bunch of hobbits? Typical. Eru did nothing against Morgoth for CENTURIES, but when Ar-Pharazon wanted to live longer and was corrupted by Sauron, he literally sank Numenor.

2. Gandalf knows and trusts him, and Gandalf himself is a Maiar, the one Manwë trusted. Manwë was the king of the valar, appointed by Eru. In other words, Eru is approving of Manwë’s chosen Maiar.

3. The ring does not affect him. Why? He is above the Ainur, and the Ainur are not tempted. Also, Morgoth was in search of the flame imperishable, and his search possibly passed to Sauron, hence the one ring. In a way, the ring seems to belong to Bombadil.

4. SINGING. Eru made the music of the Ainur, and in his tales and even in LOTR, Bombadil has a lot of songs. A lot.

5. To the elves he was known as Iarwain Ben-adar, meaning ‘oldest and fatherless.’ To the men he was known as Orald, 'very ancient.’ To the dwarves he was known as Forn, 'ancient days.’ His title is 'elderest’ which just shows that he, like Iluvatar, was the first of all beings.

6. Going back to the ring, in the council of Elrond it was advised by Erestor that the ring was given to him since it has no power over him, which shows that the elves recognize him as superior.

7. Also in the council of Elrond it is said that he might just misplace the ring somewhere, which captures the essence of Eru Iluvatar: he doesn’t do squat because in the end he knows that it will all work out despite the evil of Morgoth and Sauron. There are actually some theories that Eru needed Morgoth to fulfill the song, that he was a necessary evil.

8. He was there before Morgoth was. In FOTR it was said that 'he knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless — before the Dark Lord came from Outside..“

9. In his song he states that no one has caught him yet because he is the master, alluding to Eru’s power over Arda.

10. He is always at the beginning and end of a journey. In the Silmarillion he is the first thing we see, and is at one of the last events, the fall of Numenor. In LOTR he is at the beginning of their journey and at the end, with Gandalf.

11. Overall, he is a really obscure, enigmatic character. We don’t know why he is here, what he is doing or how he is important to the history of Middle Earth. We just know that, as Goldberry says to the hobbits when they ask her who he is, that 'He is.’ That he is needed, despite having little to do in the events of Middle Earth, and that Tolkien put him here for a reason.

12. From Tolkien’s religious perspective it makes sense, comparing Eru to god. In actuality we don’t know a thing about god, regardless of religion. We know who succeeded him, who he sent, but do we know anything about the all powerful creator? No. Some deny his existence, others claim that he is just science, but there is a force that moves the world, and for Tolkien, a catholic, that was god. Tom Bombadil could have been the embodiment of what Tolkien thought Eru Iluvatar would take form as.

Wow, it has been a lot of time since I drew her. Love you, Cotton Candy Mom!
Also I think this works like a phone wallpaper??? Idk

Bonnie Fanfiction

As promised, here’s the list of Bonnie fanfiction I’ve been reading. I have a bunch more bookmarked that I haven’t gotten around to reading yet so this will be updated at a later date. This list is not organized so their are a lot of different pairings here. Feel free to reblog with your own favs since I love discovering new fanfics to read. Enjoy!

Requiem For A Dream by Lapis Love

A Snapshot in Time by irishcookie

Effervescent by RoseGoldExile

Adverse Effect by Farie Insignias

Switch by petrovascurls

The Devil and His Doll by xliterati

Wide Awake by Lapis Love

The Good Girl by Lapis Love

Thirst by jazzywazzy08

Klonnie: WonderWall by BanglerStill

The Bennett Chronicles by YumYumBamon

Fool Me Once, Fool Me Twice by The Dead Masquerade

Don’t Ask Don’t Tell by Lapis Love

We’re Not Friends by TalulaJones

The Curious Case of Bonnie Bennett by TalulaJones

Resurrection by TalulaJones

It Began with a Dance by anneryn7

Preludio by Swamy

Let Me In by jazzywazzy08

Endgame by Lapis Love

Emote by jazzywazzy08

Young and Beautiful by jam2008

And Persephone Fell by Anastasia-G

Aficionado by Lapis Love

Down The Bunny Hole by Swamy

Bewitched by nicola de lenfent

Sir by Lapis Love

What Lies Beneath by Asher Monroe

The Sound of Silence by rebeldesigns

As We Were by The Dead Masquerade

The Bell It Tolls For Thee: The Second Life of Matt Donovan by jazzywazzy08

When the End Justifies the Means by isisgodiva

Team Klamon vs The Bennett Witch by irishcookie

The Switch by nicola de lenfent

Elijah’s Witch by yesbones

Indiscretion by Lapis Love

The Balance Of Things by irishcookie

Distortion by jazzywazzy08jazzywazzy08

Transference by jazzywazzy08

Dormiente by Swamy

Divenire by Swamy

Fallout by artemis-golden-arrow

A Goodnight Kiss by Lapis Love

Uneven Ground by irishcookie

Oblivion Has Her Eyes by Swamy

Beauty Within by tsforhokies

Forbidden Affair by tsforhokiestsforhokies

Spitfire by lildorkysue

VampireWitch Politics by charrrmed

Give In To Me by tsforhokies

Broken by artemis-golden-arrow

Prisoner by tsforhokies

Like the sacrificial little lamb you are by irishcookie

There are consequences to doing the right thing by irishcookie

Second Verse, Same as the First by IronyRocks

Dark Stranger by DomOx

Turning Tables by venusnv80

Everything I Never Wanted by venusnv80venusnv80venusnv80

Kaleidoscope by venusnv80

Stranger Than Fiction by norrific

Tear The World Down by IsisIzabel

Nightlight by JezziBness

Wow this took a lot longer than I thought it would. Hello everyone, I’m a fanfiction addict :)


I Thought You Were Different (Part 16/?) (Rogers/Romanoff x reader)

Part 15

The entire flight home was silent.  You were grateful that Tony didn’t push you for any information, though you really could have used someone to sort out the flurry of thoughts going through your head. You had spanned the full gamut of emotions, from sadness that Steve couldn’t come to you with the PTSD he was struggling with and your broken heart at what that must mean for him to acknowledge it, to the shamefulness towards yourself for your own words and actions directed at him.  Ultimately, you were so immensely proud of him that it paled everything else, and you only wished that you could tell him so.  

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anonymous asked:

You seem to read a few fics. Do you have any recs of good/completed/long fics? Thanks

Hiii, sorry this took so long and I’ll apologise now if you’re not looking for Harry fics because that is all I’ve ever read so it’s all I can recommend. Here’s a few fics that I have really enjoyed and I hope there is something here that you haven’t read before and that you enjoy (and even if you have read them well they’re fucking amazing fics so let’s talk about them anyways). I’m really bad at the whole synopsis thing so I’m going to let the stories speak for themselves. These are (mostly) all finished fics that I have read and loved!!! (in alphabetical order maybe)

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» Danny Phantom in - HIGH TIDE «

I had been wanting to make a fake title card with my OC Irirangi and Danny for ages and well, I finally got around to drawing one up! It was super fun~ I might even try and draw fake screenshots of this “Episode” sometime hahaha


Dragon Age: Origins Fancast (♥ LI version ♥)

➤Katie McGrath as Morrigan
➤Chris Pratt as Alistair
➤Clémence Poésy as Leliana
➤Luke Pasqualino as Zevran

(feel free to delete the following comments if you reblog)(in fact PLEASE delete these comments if you reblog, lol) WOW this took longer than i thought it would. especially for such shitty edits gOD why am i such a slow ass worker. i was gonna do all the origins companions PLUS my warden but this was getting unwieldy and trying to turn luke pasqualino’s hair blonde sucked all the life out of me (obviously, i gave up lmao)…. well i hope someone other than me likes this haha. for how bad i am at photoshop i do quite like the end product for the most part

Caged Princess - Yakov POV

Wow, this took longer than I thought. I hope that it is all that you desire. Thank you everyone for sticking with me. 

Tagging: @hifftn @nitelotus @angel0sh @gotta-love-voltage @thexgoddessxofxfate @otomeboyfriends

Sitting at his desk, Yakov looks over his work that needed to be done today. His mind often drifting to his beautiful soon-to-be princess and the love that he has for her. Shaking his head, he tries once again to focus. Suddenly the door opens to a guard informing him that ________ was seen running down the hall with tears in her eyes. Before he knew what was happening he was running after her. His mind quickly forming a punishment for the one that dared to hurt her. ________ was his most prized possession. She was his heart, the other half of his soul, his very reason for living. When someone hurts her, they hurt him and he will be damned if they live to do it again.

Pure rage fills him as he opens her door to see his love on her knees holding her head, her screams pierced his spirit and drowned out all voices of reason. The first thing he needed to do was to see if she needed immediate medical attention. His demons scream for revenge and he sees nothing but red, yet he pulls back at his anger so that he does not hurt her unintentionally. He must move her urgently, but gently. He quickly catches her as she pass out. Yakov pulls her into his arms and checks for any visible injuries. Finding none, he looks her over once again and come to the conclusion that she has just passed out. Sighing in relief, Yakov picks her up, he gently lays her on the bed. Hovering over her, Yakov tucks her hair behind her ear and runs his fingers down her cheek, to the nape of her neck, and over her collarbones. His fingers hover just above her breasts, lingering by her cleavage. Yakov pulls his hand away, he will go no further without her consent so as not to disgrace or harm her. He moves his hands back to her jaw, moving her hair from her face. 

“Call for Sergei and a doctor. I want answers and I want them now.” Yakov speaks to a servant standing by in a calm voice, so that he does not wake her. He yearns to punish those responsible for her anguish, but he has learned to keep his temper reigned in around her. Something about her clams his wild side. Gazing at her sleeping form, he confesses his love to her, begging silently for her to wake up.

A servant returns quickly to inform the young prince that Sergei is out in the woods performing his duties. Yakov knows that Sergei is disposing of the body and then will ride around the perimeter checking on the guards and troops before reporting back to him. He continues his work in her room while keeping an eye on her. The next morning, he starts to worry when he finds that ______ is still asleep. The doctor said that there seems to be nothing physically wrong, and that sleep might be the best thing for her. Yakov props himself up beside her, leaning his back against the headboard. He gently runs his fingers through her hair and idly plays with it.

“Only you know how to calm this beast that lives in me. I have been with many women, but none that have melted this frozen heart as you have. I know now that my purpose for being here is to protect you. Someone so pure and gentle, and yet, can face down terrorist on a plane. You captured me right then and there. Please open your eyes, I am begging you…..I love you.”

As Yakov leans down and kisses her gently on her forehead, the servant returns with Sergei. Yakov ignores them at first as Sergei turn to the servant.
“Thats all we need of you, you may go.”
Turning back to his prince, he waits to be addressed.
“I was disturbed from my work because my princess here has been hurt.”
“Your highness, does she need a doctor?”
“She has already seen one, she has just passed out. We will send for another when she wakes up. But for now, she seems to be ok.”
Yakov gets off the bed and stalks over to stand in front of his most trusted friend. “I unfortunately cannot keep my eyes on her, I AM trying to unite my country, which is why I instructed you to watch over her in my stead. Now tell me what has happened.” 

His temper is quickly lost after finding that Sergei was not keeping an eye on her as he had instructed him to do. In his frenzy, Yakov flips the the table between them and throws the chair across the room. Within seconds Yakov has Sergei against the wall. In his bloodlust, his hand tightens on his throat. Yakov cocks he fist back and strikes him in the face. A small gasp cuts though the haze and gives Yakov some clarity as he moves instantly to _______ side. 

“_______, are you awake? Please answer me baby. Wake up for me…just let me see you smile.”
She turns her head slightly away from the the lights and slowly cracks open her eyes. 
“Yakov. Where am I? What happened?” 
“________, you are in your room. When I came in you were crying and holding your head, then you just passed out.” Worry was clear in his eyes as he smiles at her. “Its ok now baby. I’m here, I’ve got you now.”
“How long have I been out for?”
“You were asleep for about a day and half. You really worried me.”

After calming her down, he moves her into his room where he will be able to keep an eye on her. Cementing his conclusion that no one else will be able to protect her but him. ‘I must keep her safe. I brought her into this world of danger, so I am charged with her safety. If I ever lost her, I would loose myself.’
As she sleeps on his bed, Yakov investigated the reasons she could have been upset.
She ran from the west wing. There are not many visitors today. Asher’s sister is in, but reports show a positive interaction. She has already been warned upon her arrival. Sergei was to dispose of the body today….she must have followed Sergei into the tunnels and discovered Asher. I swear he is more trouble dead than he was alive.’

Knowing now, what was troubling her he starts to create a plan to relax her. After sending a message to Sergei that he was to see him first thing in the morning, Yakov crawls into the bed behind ________. Falling into a peaceful sleep surrounded by the rich vanilla scent that follows after her. That peace was short lived and was shattered as _________ jumped out of the bed and rushed to the bathroom. Yakov hears her vomit and moves to take care of her. He holds her hair back while running his hand soothingly on her back. When she finished, he places a cool rag against her head while fetching her toothbrush. When she finishes, she desires to sleep again and he takes her back to bed.

After leaving the doctor alone with her Yakov turns his attention to Sergei.
“She knows about Asher. That is why she was so upset yesterday. She knows I lied to her and now she is scared.”
“How does she know? As far as she knows she saw him ‘leave’ here alive.”
“She knows because you were not careful. She must have followed you, there is no other reason for her to be in the west wing.”
“That makes sense. So, what are we to do about her?”
“I want you to find evidence that Asher had plans to kidnap her and kill her. Make sure they are detailed and find evidence of others as well.”
“You want me to create evidence out of thin air? Where am I supposed to find this evidence?”
“How many times do I have to tell you Sergei, use your imagination.”
“Do you think it will work.”
“I know it will work. This will giver her peace of mind. I want to make sure that she is happy and healthy. She cannot be healthy of mind, body, and soul if she thinks that we are monsters.”
“So….we will create monsters and giver her back her knight in shinning armor.”
Just then the door opens to the doctor exclaiming the examination is finished.

Yakov questions the doctor, but receives only vague general answers. His keen senses locking into the doctors hesitation creates doubt in his head. Yakov silently instructs Sergei to hold the doctor for questioning after he dismissed them. When instructing he schedule to be clear, his princess states her desire to visit her family in Oriens.
Her family is on a job overseas. Why is she lying to me? …….Oh, I see. My love plans to run away. I will amuse her. I wonder how far she will make it before I catch her.’
His thoughts run wild for a few moments. He tries to calm her mind by misleading her into thinking that he does not suspect her.

“I know. I know what you are worried about.” He can almost feel heart beat faster. “But, it is going to be okay. I won’t let you go.” He sees her stiffen, she holds her breath as she slowly raises her eyes to his. “I never asked your father for your hand in marriage. Prince Glenn has already told me about this tradition in your culture. But don’t worry, I plan to make it right and ask him for his blessing when we meet with them for dinner.”
His eyes shine bright with desire as she pushes him back and straddles him. Seeing her take control made him hard and he wanted nothing more than to plunge deep into her. Nothing drives him crazier than her need for him. Her desire sparks his passion as he lets her conquer him. 

After their lovemaking, she fell asleep again. Yakov dresses in his loose pants and robe to question the doctor. As he enters the room he sees the doctor arguing with Sergei that they had no right to hold him there and that he has doctor patient privilege. 
“Now doctor, you know that Prince Yakov will get the information he needs. My advice is to be forthcoming.”
The doctor straitness his back and squares his shoulders, “Now you look here you young whipper snapper. I have lived in this gruff country before you were even an itch in your father’s pants. To be frank, I am not afraid of you. I told you once before it is patient/doctor privilege.”
Yakov chuckles at this boldness. He glides over to stand before his desk. Gesturing for the doctor to sit in the provided chair and sits on the edge of his desk. 
“Sergei, two vodkas.” Everyone is silent and tension builds as the drinks are being poured. Sergei hands one to Yakov and then one to the doctor. Yakov takes a small sip looking the older man over.

‘With just Sergei here, this old wolf does not hold back showing his fangs, but he cowers before me….well not cower, but he certainly knows his place. Good, this will make things easier.’ Yakov’s earlier displeasure with the man dissipates a bit. 
He swishes back the cup and downs the rest of the harsh drink with ease. 
“Russo-Baltique vodka, always has a bite at the end. Now doctor, you have excellent credentials and I have welcomed you with open arms to help me unite Sanct Sybil. Why are you fighting so hard to keep the welfare of MY princess away from me?”
The doctor finishes his drink and clears his throat, nerves getting the best of him. “I want what is best for my country, which is why I follow you. I….also..know of your deep attachment to you fiancée. She is a wonderful woman and will make a wonderful princess. But I have taken a vow as a doctor to protect my patience….plus the young lady has asked me to keep it a secret. But I assure you that you have nothing to worry about.”
Yakov grins and moves to sit in his chair behind his desk. Putting both elbows on the desk and resting his chin on his knuckles, he laughs lightly. 
“I like you. You are trying to protect her….from what ever it is….*gets serious and glares at the doctor*…but you are keeping information form me that I need to know. Because you have gained her trust and my gratitude, I am giving you one chance to fill me in. Don’t make me force you.”

The doctor pales and decides to gives in. Informing the prince of the young woman’s pregnancy and how she must have wanted to be the one to tell him. Yakov’s heart burst with pride. A baby, he was going to have a baby with the love of his life. Everything felt like it was falling into place. Dismissing the doctor and informing Sergei to gather _______ medical information and what her needs will be, leaving Yakov alone in his office.

“A baby….a child…..a son….or daughter. I wish that it was not happening so soon, I want more time with it being just us. But, if I am being honest…this is my fault. I cannot keep my hands to myself. Now……she thinks I don’t know, so I will have to make sure that I am surprised.” He walks over to his mirror and practices his surprised face until he is satisfied. Once he finds the perfect expression, he walks briskly back to his room and the soon-to-be mother of his child. He cannot stop himself from grinning. For once the overwhelming compulsion to be the only one in her life….lessens, if only a bit….but the need to protect grows that much more.

The next day as _______ packs for the trip, Yakov confers with Sergei and his security personnel. 
“Prince Yakov, we have broken down her possible routes in which she will run. There is a bus station, not too far from her family home. We believe that she will run out the back door and charter a passage. If we drop her off between 5 and 6 pm, we will ensure that she will board bus 412 for Charles.”
“How do you know that will be the one she takes?”
“It is the only route available for the next hour. She won’t take the chance of sitting idle and getting caught.”
Sergei is looking over the map and asks, “What will stop her just from calling a cab?”
Yakov strokes his long hair, thinking, “When the driver drops her off, make sure he stays out front. That will cut off that avenue of approach and lead her to the first option.”
“Yakov, why don’t you just tell her that you know and stop this foolishness before either of you get hurt?” As Sergei gives the prince a stern look with an annoyed huff, the rest of the security avoid eye contact for fear of the prince’s wrath. 
Yakov laughs out loud earning him an eye roll from his stubborn steward and shocked looks from the security. Only Sergei could get away talking to him like that. Still grinning, Yakov points a pen in Sergei’s direction.
“Because you didn’t do your job properly….and neither did I. If we kept her safer we would not be in this boat. It’s not that she wants to, it is that she thinks she has to. For her own sake, we must play along.”
“Your highness, there has been suspicions, now confirmed, that your travel plans have been compromised. Our enemies will be keeping an eye on you while abroad, if they end up following her they will not hesitate to kill her.”
“Then I want everyone on high alert. We have fought many battles together are not new to possible assassins, but keep in mind that she is. Bring a small sedative for her if needed to keep her calm.”
Sergei nods his acknowledgment, “Knowing her, she will have written a letter to you explaining why. She is not one to leave loose ends. Have the driver collect her belongings from her parents home before heading to the landing strip.” Yakov and Sergei hammered out all of the details necessary to provide safe and adequate travels for their confused princess.

On the plane Yakov held her hand during take off, knowing that she gets jumpy on planes since the time they first met. His heart always melted when he saw her smile. A apart of him chipped away when he saw her look away with a forced smile. As they took separate vehicles, Yakov watched her drive away and his heart felt like breaking. A small part of him was hoping she would turn around and run into his arms. ‘What have I done? Have I truly lost her or can I turn this around? Am I the one harming her… No, I am protecting her. I cannot loose her, I must make sure she and our child are safe.’ He turns to get in his vehicle, canceling his meeting with the young Prince of Oriens. Sergei and Yakov head to the bus station. 

Yakov watched her hide in the shadow of her father’s hoodie. At the station she purchases a one way ticket to Charles. It took all of his strength to not run to her and hold her as he saw her constantly looking around.
She looks so frightened. Don’t worry baby, I am right here. I wont let anyone hurt you.’
Sergei walks quietly next to Yakov
“Its a good thing we had extra security. Turns out you were being watched and they followed her vehicle after leaving the airport. If you didn’t catch on, they would have definitely caught her.”
“If you did not let her out of your sight that day, she would not be here in the first place.” Yakov huffs annoyed. Just as Sergei was about to rebuttal they heard a voice over the loud speaker.
“Attention: Bus 412 leaving for Charles now boarding. Bus 412 to Charles boarding now, departure in 20 minutes.”
He sees her clutch her purse to her chest and head slowly over to the waiting bus. Yakov boards the bus from behind, silently praying that she changes her mind and returns to him. His heart shatters as he sees her get on and head towards him in the back. As the bus lurches forward, he knows now that he needs to get her back to Sybil and fast. Where he can always keep an eye on her. ‘You will be safe and sound once again. I would send anyone to an icy grave if they dared to harm you.’

Yakov reaches out a hand and firmly grabs her shoulder, bringing her back flushed against the seat. He leans down and whispers in her ear.
“Did you really think that it would be that easy?” 
She gasps and turns to face him slowly. His crystal blue eyes bare into hers, just seeing her brings him great joy and he cannot help but smile. He wants to be angry, but the emotion does not rise. Instead he is filled with the overwhelming sense of love.
Her eyes always have a way of pulling my demons apart. She brings me the joy I never thought I deserved to have.’
Without letting go of her shoulder, Yakov sits beside her.  As he sits he embraces her, breathing in her scent while kissing her temple with his soft lips. He can feel her shudder and wait for him to speak first. A moment later he puts two fingers under her chin and lifts her to face him. As she gazes into him, he shows only kindness and love. He realizes that all that anger he felt earlier was misplaced, he was not angry, he was worried.
A stupid stunt like this can get you hurt. Why can’t you see that? Why can’t you see that I just want to protect you?’

“_______, why did you run from me?” Ever so the patient prince, he speaks calmly playing lightly with her hair as he awaits her answer.
“You knew I was going to run?”
“Oh ______, of course I did.” Twirling her hair around his finger.
“W-when….when did you figure it out?” 
“I knew the moment you asked to visit your parents. See, I have been keeping tabs on them, so I knew they were not home.”
“You’ve been keeping tabs on my parents? Why….why would you do that?”
“I needed to learn more about your parents, their likes and dislikes, family traditions, and anything necessary for me to know to ensure their blessing for our marriage. I was leaving nothing to chance. I love you with all of my soul. You must realize that I cannot live without you.”
“How did you know where I was? Or where I was going?”

Yakov chuckles lightly and his grip on her unconsciously tightens.
“My dear _________, I always know where you are, plus with your limited funds available and the surroundings of your family’s home, I figured that the bus station would be your best shot and Charles is where your friends are located. Not to mention the locket that you wear, has a tracking device in it, so that I will be able to find you no matter where you are.”
He speaks nonchalantly lifting the necklace off her chest and turning it over. She losses her temper and yells at him.
“Why do you have a tracking chip on me? Are you monitoring me?”
Yakov has the sensibility to looked shocked at her sudden anger.
“I have many enemies woman, if one of them ever took you, this would ensure that I would be able to find you.” He is confused as to why she would be upset about this. He thought it was genuinely a brilliant idea. Gazing down at the small locket, he is touched that she left behind the ring but kept his locket. 

He pulls her close and hugs her tightly as if to convey he last words to her. Yakov bends his head down to touch hers, closing his eyes he breaths her essence in deeply. His next words were whispered with affection and delight.
“I know about the baby, _______.”
She gasp and jolts away from him.
He laughs as she looks at him with confusion.
“You wonder how I know? I can read you like an open book. First, you have been getting sick in the mornings these past few days. Second, you passed out, probably from hormonal changes and stress. And thirdly, my love, my staff know better than to try to keep something from me.”
Yakov feels anguished as he see the tears she has tried so hard to keep from falling slip down her cheeks. ‘Oh, honey. Its ok to cry. I am here for you. I will always be here for you. Lean on me, let me be the rock you deserve.’
“I…I….I, um…I’m sorr-.”
“Shhhhhh, it’s okay. Everything is going to be okay.” Yakov places two fingers gently against your lips.

He moves both of his hands to her face, holding her still and firm as he shifts closer. His voice and eyes turn hard as steel, his tone conveys no arguments and deepens with emotion, “I will not loose you. If I don’t have you, I have nothing.”
“Yakov you’re hurting me.”
The tears that were trickling slowly from her eyes, now flow freely like a waterfall, cascading down her cheeks. Yakov immediately lets go of her face, but his expression does not change nor does he back away. Sergei walks up behind her and sticks a small needle in the side of her neck. She starts to sway as the sedative numbs her system. She falls into Yakov’s lap, he starts to run his fingers though her hair, smiling at her. 
“Everything is going to be fine now. You’re safe.”
As her eyes close and her breathing evens out, Sergei mumbles loud enough for the devoted prince to hear, “Bothersome woman.”
Yakov chuckles lightly at his friends annoyance and enjoys the ride back to his plane. 

During the plane ride, Yakov kept one eye on ________ and the other on the work he has put aside. Looking over his appointment, he noticed that for the next few weeks there will be plenty of people coming and going from his home…not all of them are friendly. He will have his enemies under the same roof as his woman and his child. Yakov’s nerves are on edge as it is and he must make sure that she is safe, but he cannot ditch his duties. He begins to write feverishly out a roving schedule and plan to keep her 100% safe…this time.

“Your highness, are you sure that you want to implement this new plan right away?”
“Yes. As soon as we land take her there immediately and post the guards.”
“How many do you want posted? To keep others out or just body guards?”
“I want two at all times and make sure to rotate them out. I don’t want anyone to get too close or to gain a deeper attachment than what they already have. She is kind and sweet to a fault and I fear others will allow her to put herself in harms way to make her happy.”
“Understood sir, I will inform them of areas she is to stay away so that she-”
“NO! She is not to leave that room.”
“Your Highness? She is to become a prisoner?”
“How dare you insinuate that she is a prisoner! She will be safest there, no one will be able to harm her there. I want every access to be barred. One entrance, one exit. You and I are the only ones to be alone with her. Anyone else will have to be accompanied only by myself. There will be sever punishments to anyone, and I mean anyone who disobeys my orders.” For the first time in his life, Yakov threatens Sergei with his life. 
“O-of c-course.”
“Now, do you have that information I sent you to gather before we left?”
Before Sergei can speak the both hear a moan and see _______ trying to lift her head. Yakov moves over to her with a very small dosage and gives her another shot.
“Not now ________, we are almost home. Sleep.”  
He watches her fall into a deep slumber with a content smile. Relief washes over him as he sees her sleeping peacefully. He turns to finish his work before they arrives home. 

Yakov ended one of his meetings early when he was notified that ________ had woken up. As he walks briskly to her room, he mentally prepares himself for the scolding he is sure to receive. She may be sweet and kind, but she also has a fierce soul and a strong sense of justice. He cannot help but to admire her for that. Yakov walks into her room and sees her sitting on the floor, clearly upset. He strides over to her and drops to one knee before her. As soon as his knee touched the floor, her hand slaps him hard across the face.

The loud *smack* reverberates in the too quiet room. He turns his head back to look at her, shock and anger cloud his eyes as he battles internally. That fierceness of her brings out a wild side of him. His expression slowly softens, ‘I properly deserved that,’ he thinks bitterly, as he grabs her wrist and plants a small kiss on her palm.
“That, my love, will never happen again.”
His words are sincere, but his tone his gruff as if he is still struggling to control his ire; his eyes sting like ice as he stares her down. She attempts to yank her hand back but his grip on her is too tight.
“Lets me go Yakov! I want you to go away!”
“I am not going anywhere and neither are you. I told you before that I will not lose you.”
“I hate you, I hate you, I hate you! You do not own me. You do not get to deiced what I do with my life!”
“On the contrary ________. You are my fiancée and I will devote my life to protecting you, from outside sources as well as yourself.”
He let go of her and she quickly backed away.
“You need some time to calm down. I will have dinner sent here for us tonight and we will talk things through. Be careful not to put too much stress on yourself _________, you don’t want to hurt the baby.”
He walks to the door and lets himself out, just as the door closes he turns to her and smiles.
“I do love you. With all of my heart.” ‘Please know this. Please.’

The days have passed slowly. Yakov cannot wait until all of these peddlers who were once against the idea of him being the next on the throne are gone. They speak with pleasant talk, thrust their daughters at him, and try to gain his favor. This is where he needs _______ the most. Bring on any battlefield and he will bring a ferocious war with a bloody end, but he is lost in the political mine field. With _______ by his side, he is able to keep his cool and think rationally.  Not to mention that it has been weeks since he has touched her and his sexual frustration is causing him anguish and frustration. 

As the night finally arrives, he soon arrives at _______ room for diner. As he enters the room, he looks around the room that has been destroyed. The books have been ripped apart, vases and flowers were shattered on the floor. He chuckles when he sees a book sticking out of the T.V. set. Turing to close the door he finds a pile of shoes thrown against the door. 
“I see you have had a busy day today.”
She takes another sip, refusing to acknowledge him.
“I see, you’re still not speaking to me. That’s alright my love, I am still here for you.”
He comes up behind her and runs his rough hands down the soft skin of her arms. Yakov breathes his hot, moist breath on the nape of her neck, his lips brushing against her ear. She tries to fight it, but Yakov can feel her body push into him as she slowly rocks her hips against his groin. His body begins to quiver and their breaths become heavy. She let out a breathy moan as her eyes roll to the back of her head.
“You might still be upset with me, but I know you still want me. Your body does not lie.”
She struggles out of his grip and turn to face him.
“No, no you don’t get to touch me. You have had me locked up in this god-forsaken room for weeks. The only way you will have me is if you force me!”
Yakov stares at her as she rants, smiling. Unexplainable bliss and amusement fill him as he lets out a happy sigh.
“Finally you speak to me. I have been going crazy missing your voice.”
He slowly approaches her as she back away.
“You tricked me… tricked me? You tricked me! Everything is always a trick with you. I can’t trust anything that you say. There is no escape from the trap you put me in.”

Yakov moves to the door and speaks to the guards outside before turning to address her again.
“No, _________, I do not trick you. I am protecting you.”
“Oh yeah, what about Asher? You made me believe that he left here alive! He was dead in your, not quite sealed up, dungeon!”
“Asher got what he deserv-” Yakov stops when he notices something under the bed. He quickly drops to his knees and pulls out the abandoned noose. His chest tightens and he cannot breath. For a split second his worlds crashes down around him. 
A tool of death created by the hands of an angel. No, no this cannot be. I am to protect her, why would she take her own life!’ 

“What is this? WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?! Please tell me you weren’t planning on hurting yourself. Hurting our child?” The sorrow that is wrought on his heart causes him to lash out at her. 
Yakov looks at the noose with anguish, his voice strains with pain. He runs to her and holds her firmly, yet gently to his chest. He can feel his tears falling to the floor. They both fall to the ground clinging to each other. He buries his head into the crook of her neck.
“Please ______, please don’t do this. I am sorry for keeping you in here. I thought it was best. I don’t know how else to keep you safe. I am begging you, please don’t leave me like this.”
He pulls back and looks deep into her eyes. Yakov breaks and grabs her shoulders, forcing her to look at him, shaking her slightly.
“I am protecting you. Why can’t you see that? If only you could see the many dangers that surround us at all times. I have just unified Sanct Sybil. I still have many enemies that target you. And now that you are carrying my child, you are in even more danger. I am a soldier, I have been battling enemies my whole life. Everyone I have ever loved it taken from me and I refuse to loose you too.  I don’t know of any other way to protect you. Please help me keep you safe, tell me what else I can do? 

“I have come to terms with your need to protect me. As any man would for his family, but there has to be a line that you don’t cross. Killing someone for insulting me or for a slap is sooooo crossing the line.”
At this moment there is a loud knock on the door followed by Sergei entering with a large folder in his hand. He stops short and looks at her quickly after noticing the noose, visually scanning her for any injuries or proof of any attempts. When he notices nothing he moves to hand Yakov the folder.
“Your Majesty, this is the information that you requested.”
With that he turns and leaves without another word.

“________, please look at these. Asher’s crime was not just for laying his hands on you, he had plans in place to kidnap and kill you.”
She takes the folder and flip through the many pages detailing the plans for her demise. She drops the folder and starts to shake. 
“Asher was not the first, Boris Viktor was another. There are a few more that involved you, most were for me however.”
Yakov hugs her from behind and holds her tightly.
“I kept this information from you, because I did not want to frighten you. Which in hindsight, did not turn out so well.”
She laughs out at his comment and turns to look at him. He can see her accepting this information. Apart of him knows that she has doubts, but she so desperately wants to see the good in him.
“I thought we said that we were going to be open with each other?”
“________, I know. But I was so scared that if you knew people were planning to hurt you…..that you would leave me. Without you I am nothing. You complete me. What is the point of unifying my kingdom, if not to make it safe for you.”
“Thinking that you were randomly murdering people is what scared me.”
“Seeing this,” he holds up the noose, “frightens me the most.”
“I was not going to go though with it. I have more than just me to think of.”
“It still worries me. Even just the inkling of a thought should be taken seriously. Please, don’t ever hurt yourself like this. It would not end your pain, but pass it on to another. Thinking that this was the only way to escape me, kills me inside. And knowing that I pushed you to this, hurts even more. __________, I am so sorry. Please my love, please forgive me.”

“I will forgive. But this is going to take time for us to build trust again. I love you Yakov, please include me in the future, in our future.”
His lips find hers in a searing kiss that heals and binds their hearts together. His arms wrap around her back as her hands push into his hair. Breaking apart for air, he lowers his head to hers.
“Your room is a mess.”
Laughing, she nods and looks around.
“Yeah, I may have lost my temper this time. But at least I didn’t flip any tables.”
“No, no tables. But I am pretty sure that the T.V. is dead.”
They both start to laugh and feel at peace again.
”_________, you have been in this room long enough. It is warm out tonight, lets go sleep under the stars.”
“You want to sleep outside?”
“Well, maybe not sleep.”
Yakov then carries her outside to reaffirm their love for one another.


Okay so wow this is really, really long. It was 5 pages on google docs. But I really love this. This took me much longer than it should have but I got distracted but tumblr and my cat lol. Anyways here you go, oh and btw, the roses are a tradition at my high school. I have no idea if colleges do things like this at graduation because I haven’t graduated yet. I thought it was cute idea though. :)

Palms sweating, you’re sitting on the bleachers with the sun shining bright in your face. Since the nice weather held out, graduation is outside this year. You shift the red roses in your hands to rest in your lap, then wipe your slightly shaking, clammy palms on your gown. You can’t believe you’re here. It’s hard to believe that four years have gone by already.

While you listen to the Dean give a speech about how proud he is of your class you try to calm your nerves. You know there is nothing to be nervous about. You’re almost done with school and it’s not like this tiny little action will cost you your diploma or Hunt his job. Plenty of students give a rose to their favorite professor, yours just happens to have a little more meaning.

You shift in your seat and look around at your fellow classmates. Some are paying close attention to the Dean while others are quietly chatting with the students sitting around them. You quickly spot Addison talking with Aria, last names causing them to be seated next to eachother.

Addison must sense someone staring at her because she turns to look at you and gives you a megawatt smile. She knows you’re nervous. She’s one of your best friends, of course you told her all about Professor Hunt. Addison is the one who convinced you to give a rose to him, and continued to tell you it was a great idea even when you tried to talk yourself out of it. She gives you a thumbs up and turns back to Aria.

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Coming Back To You ~Mark~ ↘ [Part 1/2]

Request: Can you do a screnario where mark is your boyfriend. You guys had many memories together. one day your family decides to move to another city. You don’t tell him directly that your leaving but indirectly by a note or something. Idk. He realizes your not picking up and all that and he find you. AND I WANT YOU TO CONTINUE THE STORY. Add kissing and hand holding and all that romantic stuff also. THANK YOU!! I can sit here and read these all day….

Comments: Okay so since the request kinda had a lot and the scenario was getting long, I decided to split it up into two parts. Part two will be posted very soon!

Part Two

Dear Mark,

         I didn’t know how to tell you this in person, so I decided to all write it down in a note, since it seemed easier. By the time your parents give you this note, I’ll already be gone, but I wanted to tell you what’s happening before you freak out.

         My parents decided to have us move to New York, in hopes of better job offerings and a better life in general. I tried to tell them over and over again that I wanted to stay in California, but they wouldn’t let me. They said I had no choice.

         Mark, please don’t be mad. I’m sorry for not telling you in person, but I didn’t have the heart to look you in the eyes and say all this. I know you’re probably upset, but I hope you can somehow forgive me.

         Despite the distance, I still care about you, Mark. You’re the most amazing boyfriend I’ve ever had, and whether or not we meet up again someday, I just hope you won’t forget me. I won’t forget you.



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