who keeps telling me to make gifs

Can we talk about Finn for a minute? I keep reading that Finn gets described as “flat” or “boring” by some in the Star Wars fandom. Obviously everyone’s entitled to their opinion. But I’ll tell you, from my perspective? He’s one of the most unique, charismatic Star Wars characters out there. 

1. Finn humanized stormtroopers. Made us experience panic and terror at the terrible choices they have to make. Stormtroopers, who were practically a joke in the other movies - white plastic statutes that existed just to get shot and clatter into a pile.

2. Finn’s flight with Poe Dameron is an explosion of emotion. That scene blew me away. Both of them had so much fun with it, and you can see Finn feel the real impact of having a name, rather than being a number. 

3. Finn is profoundly empathetic and protective. Hell, I swear he cares about BB8 when he has to describe the plane crash, and Poe’s “death”, to the droid. 

4. Finn shows tremendous range in this movie. Traumatized (stormtrooper battle), jocular (”you got a boyfriend?”), joyous (”that’s one hell of a pilot”), wistful (”Take care of yourself. Please.”), angry (ligthsaber battle), I could go on. I like Luke Skywalker as much as the next fan, but I think Finn shows more range in this one film than Luke did in all three. 

5. Finn’s story arc is powerful, subversive, and inspiring. Going from a number to a name. Finding a family after being taken from his home as a child. Turning his back on the First Order and then realizing he needs to go further, and embrace the cause of the Resistance.

6. Finn’s relationship with Rey. I’m gonna get choked up about this, so I’ll just say John Boyega is an amazing actor, and I loved every scene he had with Daisy Ridley. 

Anyway that’s my fangirling contribution. To me, Finn’s amazing. 

Gif courtesy of @kit-harington

Imagine Chris getting the first flight back to you.

A/N: Part 4! Ughhh, so much angst. Damn you, brain. Whhhhyyyyy? On a brighter note, how cute was Seb and Ava trying to save the day? (Talk about best friends for life.) You can read the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader - Masterlist’, ‘Little Ways Away - Part 1/Part 2/Part 3)

The line cut off and the dial tone droned; Chris stood there stunned with the phone still pressed to his ear. What had just happened? How did things go so wrong, so fast? His hand dropped to his side in defeat as his thumb ended the call on his end. He looked around his vicinity; he watched the strangers on the street, looking for someone- a sign, something- anything to tell him he was dreaming, that you didn’t just break up with him. You didn’t break up with him, you couldn’t have. The two of you had a life to live out together- there was a plan to follow, a destiny to fulfill…This was never part of that plan, he wasn’t meant to lose you. What had he done? Why did he call? Why did he say what he didn’t mean? There were a million questions that he wanted an answer to, but the most prominent one, begging for an immediate answer was “can I get her back?”

“Taxi!” Chris called as he held out an arm. He knew what would happen if he left without saying a word; he knew if he didn’t get back before he was due to film his next scene- Kevin, the Russo brothers, and his cast would have a fit; he knew all that, but he also knew none of it mattered if you were no longer a part of his life. “Hey, taxi!” He yelled again, catching the attention of a passing cabbie who sensed his urgency and pulled up in front of him.

“Chris!” Sebastian caught Chris getting into a cab as he came out of the bar the rest of the cast and crew were in. “Chris!” He called and jogged a few steps, trying to stop the cab that was pulling away from the curb. “Chris, wait!” He yelled and waved into the rear view mirror, but the cab was already on its way to the airport. “Where the hell are you going, man? You’ve still got my phone.” He mumbled to himself, pulling Chris’ phone out of his pocket to see that Chris had texted before he could call. “Y/N broke up with me,” he read under his breath then gasped, “what? I need to go sort things out, I’ll get your phone back to you later,” he continued then sighed. “I don’t care about my phone, just fix your relationship before it’s too late.” He wanted to text that back, but he didn’t knowing Chris was going through enough. He slipped Chris’ phone back into his pocket and returned to the bar to explain his best friend’s situation to the executive producer.

Chris found himself looking at your number, his thumb hovered over the call button. He knew if he called you now- even without his number- you’d just ignore his call; you were going to ignore all calls. He needed to see you in person, he needed to deal with this whole situation in person. He turned off Sebastian’s phone to rid himself of the temptation and just focused on what he was going to say to you when he got back to Los Angeles.

Sebastian’s pocket started buzzing before he could re-enter the bar, he narrowed his eyes as he pulled out Chris’ phone; ‘Ava’ popped up on the screen. Now he knew who Ava was because both you and Chris had told him a few times about your best friend and how she was a huge fan, but this wasn’t his phone. He stared at it for a little while more, then decided to answer hoping he could join forces with your best friend to help bring the two of you back together.

“Chris, oh my God!” Ava started rambling the second Sebastian picked up. “What the fuck just happened?” She asked and he wished he knew. “Y/N just left for work, but I’m pretty sure she’s crying in the stairwell- Are you okay?” He tried to talk, but she continued before he could. “Of course you’re not, she’s not either. I hope you do know you’re not actually broken up, so don’t go hook up with a stranger to spite her because that will actually end the relationship. Are you even there? Can you please say-”

“Not Chris,” Sebastian cut Ava off and her breath hitched in her throat because she recognized his voice. “He borrowed my phone and left his with me. He’s headed for the airport now to go back to LA to talk to Y/N, so I think we can relax.” Ava didn’t know what to say, she was still a little starstruck by Sebastian. Unlike you, this was the first time she’d spoken to a celebrity other than Chris; it made things more difficult because she had a bit of a crush on Sebastian. “Are you still there? Can you please say something?”

“Um- sorry, I’m here.” Ava cleared her throat, strengthening her shaky voice. “He’s on his way back?” She quizzed then smiled when she heard Sebastian noise confirmation. “Oh, thank God. I was freaking out, it’d be such a waste if they didn’t live happily ever after. I’ve never seen two people so happy together, their love is a love worth fighting for.”

“It is,” Sebastian nodded in agreement. “Which is why you’re going to have to keep an eye on Y/N until Chris gets there, make sure she doesn’t do anything she’ll regret. I know she’s not the type, but she’ll definitely attract guys who think she’s a damsel in distress. We don’t want any more misunderstandings and unnecessary complications, things are already messy enough.”

“I keep telling them to talk, but they don’t listen.” Ava sighed. “They always wait until the last minute when things are messy to sort it out. Do you even know how they got together? It was like a freaking movie, had me on the edge of my seat and wanting to rip all my hair out.” Sebastian laughed and Ava smiled, “anyway, it was really nice talking to you. I’m such a huge fan, I’m definitely going to scream into a pillow when I hang up.”

“It was nice talking to you too, Ava,” Sebastian smiled. “You take care of those crazy kids and I’m sure we’ll get to meet at their wedding.” Ava chuckled. “I should go, I gotta go do my job as Cap’s right hand man and save his ass.” Ava laughed then covered her mouth when she realized she was laughing too loudly. “He’s lucky Kevin’s rooting for him and Y/N, otherwise he’s going to be in a lot of trouble.”

“You’re a good friend.”

“So are you,” Sebastian replied then hung up, leaving Ava to do exactly as she’d told him; she screamed into a pillow. She looked up, laughing when she realized she’d scared Dodger. First, her best friend befriends then dates Chris Evans; second, Chris Evans’ adorable dog comes and lives with the two of you; now, she’d spoken to Sebastian Stan. If things weren’t so complicated between said best friend and Chris Evans, she’d be a lot happier.

The door opened and she turned, frowning when she saw you walk in. It’d only been half an hour since you left, so you must’ve changed your mind about going to work. You didn’t even throw a glance her and Dodger’s way as you walked to your bedroom, closing the door behind you. You’d texted Jack telling him you couldn’t make it, and was going to get a cab down to LAX to get a last minute flight out to Atlanta. You couldn’t just let Chris go like that, you needed to apologize and fix things before it was too late. All of it happened because of you, he didn’t do anything wrong; you were the one at fault. You had money, enough for a flight to Atlanta because that was what you’d been saving for with all your extra shifts. The original plan, however, was for you to fly down for to surprise Chris for his birthday- not this.

You stripped yourself from your work clothes and changed into your best red dress- the one you’d worn on your very first date with him. You wiped your tears, applied on some makeup, then fixed your hair. By the time you were done, you didn’t look like a girl who’d just spent half an hour crying in the stairwell. You slipped on your black heels and your trench coat, then stuffed your passport, wallet, and phone into a clutch before you walked back out.

“Whoa,” Ava breathed when she saw you; she was definitely worried about where you were going looking like that. “Um- what are you doing?” She asked, but you ignored her. “Y/N?” She followed you as you made your way to the front door. “Why are you so dressed up? Y/N-” she grabbed your elbow before you could leave and you stopped, but didn’t turn around. “Where are you going?”

“I’m going out, Ava,” you told her in a vague tone. “Don’t worry about me, I’ll be back. Just- in a few days,” you mumbled under your breath and Ava grew incredibly concerned. “Relax,” you told her and she frowned, wondering just how she was meant to do that. “Take care of Dodger until I get back? There are some things I need to sort out before I know where he’s going to stay.”

“He’s not going anywhere because you and Chris-”

“I’ll talk to you later,” you pulled your elbow out of her grip then left before she could say anything else. You knew she would run after you so you rushed down the flight of stairs, hoping she would chase if she couldn’t see you. And she didn’t chase, but she did call after you; she didn’t know if you could hear her, but she had to try.

“Chris is coming to LA!”

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Part 5A

by Lindsay Smith

They told us things would be tougher after the war, but I didn’t know they mean quite like this.

Cold metal, slipping in my sweaty palms. Ears ringing. My face flecked with powder, but it’s still hot, so hot, it burns like ash.

And then of course the man before me, face forever frozen like I just called him something rude, hand pressed to the hole in his lungs as he goes down.

Let me explain.

I was always like this, see, not the killing part, but the part that led up to it. The part where I found me a bone and gnawed and gnawed at it like a dog possessed. “Annalisa,” Pa would say, that tone both scolding and proud, “maybe it’s time to give it a rest, huh? Worry about something else for a while.” But when I found me a mystery, I clung to it, until one of us was solved.

Usually it was as simple as finding where our downstairs neighbor’s good pearls got off to (her husband’s bookie) or who’d gotten the landlady’s daughter in a family way. In the war, I made a bit of a name for myself, nothing official, of course, but the cops came to me all the same. Their best detectives had been poached by the OSS and so on, and they just needed a hand dealing with the vagrants who’d somehow slipped the draft—purse thieves and smugglers and all the other shits you find down south of Houston or lurking around the docks. Pa’d already gone to Europe then, so there was no one but old Mrs. Dougherty to tell me I couldn’t, and she’d turn her glass eye to anything as long as her cooking sherry stayed stocked.  I solved everything from break-ins to embezzlers, and didn’t feel a bit bad about a single one of the creeps and goons I got locked up, even though I didn’t get much credit (or any at all).

Bianca, though … Bianca I felt bad about. But then I’m jumping ahead.

When the war ended and the men came home—though some of ‘em, like Pa, made the trip in a wooden box—they warned me it was going to be hard. The best thing I could do was find myself a man, young, not too shellshocked, who was so damn happy to be home and alive that he wouldn’t mind what a boatload of trouble I was. Mrs. Daughtery couldn’t watch me forever, and I was old enough I didn’t need her by then. I tried dating, thought admittedly not hard, but I’d have had more fun sitting across the diner booth from a box of soap. Every guy was a crossword and I’d solved ‘em by the time the waitress brought our main course.

What I wanted was work. Real work. Work I could hang a shingle on, and get paid enough to live, not just to buy myself something at the soda fountain. I needed to rent a room of my own before I wore out all my excuses with our landlady, before the government checks ran out.

But the cops suddenly didn’t want me, at least not at any price I could afford to take. So I pawned my grandpa’s old pocket watch and took out a newspaper ad.

Mostly it was other women who came to me. We were all in the same boat; we’d had a purpose for a few years, were building a career, then just as quickly it was gone. I saw housewives who were going stir crazy, imagining murderers next door, their husbands’ affairs, even a neighbor who didn’t smile at them just right. They weren’t always wrong, but it was quick, easy work, and that never paid the bills. Not that they had much to give me on their own, scraping together nickels from their grocery money on the sly, but I took the jobs anyway. We were in this together, after the war.

Then Bianca stormed into my world and there’s no way I was going to end up unscathed.

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Fresh From the Hood- By Daveed Diggs

Breath of fresh air from a fairly fresh place
Fresh jeans, fresh kicks, and a fresh face
Old school to these freshmen and it tastes fresh squeezed to these morning streets I be OJ

On BART listening to MP3’s of these other MC’s trying to figure how I’m different than
Better than, Flip it then
Let me be explicit and say “fuck you” anybody that ain’t Get Back specific

Not to be a hater but I feel like something greater than
Aligator face away from the game that I’m playing in
Bass-hits for these base-wits in the basement I’m basically based in this base from the bay shit

And they wanna say
That the bottoms is the bottom but I’m calling it the top
If they feel me then I got em on that Morrison
Music for this Tony I’m pursuing act a fool for your amusement and you don’t know why I do it

I do it for my town, I do it for my gouda
I do it for my favorite artists so pardon my Sula
I do it for my pupils dilated in they schools who learn to cooly talk their shit cause they been treated like manure

My family for sure, who taught me to maneuver
And said embrace your contradictions cause nothing is truer
I’d let you be the juror but you lack all the facts
Cause I’m under-represented cept for my voice on these tracks

I’m picking up the slack of a bunch of lazy ears
Thinking I’m just making noise, blood I’ve been around for years
Shaking spears, kissing babies, making peers listen lately
They say “Diggs, you on some other shit” I tell ‘em,“Maybe”

Other than what?
Other than Pac, other than Jay?
Other than B.I.G, other than Jeezy, Weezy, or Drake?
Other than say, a 40 Water although I keep my collar popped too?
Other than Keak although that is often what I rock to?

Is there anybody else you’d say this other shit too?
Am I gon be “other” whatever other shit I do?
Maybe I’m just other than famous
Maybe I just have to accept that that’s where I’ll remain

But if that’s true
It won’t be due to lack of noise making I’m a hammer these lyrics till the songs break pavement
I’m a cook these bars till the streets smell bacon
I’m a pig eating everything that’s there for the taking

I’m making these statements just to get it on the record
If you should hear it hold me to it this is not a lecture
This is more a call to anybody within earshot
That from now on like it or not this nigga Diggs is here I got

A squad that a mob
On the game at the drop
Of a dime and its time
That you all know the name
This the Get Back behind me now watch how we game
“Hi I’m Daveed Diggs and I’ve got something to say”

I’m tired of worrying whether or not you will like it
I’m tired of tripping off whether somebody gon’ buy it
I got a lot to holler, some bad, some good
Keep listening you’ll witness something (fresh from the hood)


(requested by   @toriar1019 )

word count : 3 884
summary :  Kai fights the siren’s mind control because of his feelings for Reader.
* gif by phantom-evil

A week. That’s how long Y/N and her friends tried everything to open the Vault at the Armoury to get back Kai and Damon. None of them was prepared to find the Vault completely empty , none of them could figure out how they got out. Y/N had thought the anguish she had felt during that time was too much but what came next broke her completely. Three months went by before there was even a hint about what Damon and Kai might be up to. Things only got worse from there.
Being separated had always been hard , but this time it was different. Kai wasn’t on some trip for a few days somewhere. There wasn’t a way to find them with a locator spell or anything. It took Y/N and her friends month to track them down and eventually find them at an abandoned slaughter house after a victim was found.
Stefan and Y/N had gone there and had tried to get them back the same second they found them , but things hadn’t gone according to plan. Seeing Kai had been enough to put the pieces of her heart together again and shatter it completely right after specially after hearing Kai say ‘I don’t love you and I never have. Go before I rip your throat out.’ Those words echoed in her mind and they cut deeper than any knife ever could , even though she knew he hadn’t meant a syllable. Kai’s eyes had betrayed him , the way he had held onto her hand for a few seconds before pushing her away - he had done it on purpose to get her to leave. Y/N never gave up hope and seeing him only made her more determined to get him back , no matter what she had to do or who she’d have to go through to make it happen.

Kai couldnt believe what his life had been turned into the past few months. He had spent years trying to be better and learn to control his blood thirst after he turned , had a girl who loved him enough to risk her own life more than once just to save him and just when he was about to get everything he ever wanted he got himself into this mess. All of this had ruined helping people for him. Worst part of it all was that no matter how much he fought , there was no way out. Kai was stuck with Sybil and his least favourite person on this planet who had tried more than once to kill him. It had been months since Kai had been with Y/N and he had wanted to go back for her so many times but knew if Sybil found out about her , his girl would end up dead or worse. He couldnt let that happen.
    “What is he doing?” asked the siren.
Damon glanced at him. Kai was sitting not too far away from them with some paper in his hands , reading or more like pretending to read so he doesn’t have to think about the things he had done in order to keep Sybil distracted and keep his girl safe. Y/N – he suppressed a smile , just her name was enough to make him happy but he couldn’t let it show. He closed his eyes and he could see her smile , even hear her voice sometimes.
    “Catching up on current events.” said Kai indifferently. “The mysterious disappearances are drawing too much attention. Think you can cut back on red meat a bit ?”
Sybil rolled her eyes. “I spent a better part of a thousand years trapped in a Vault. So no , and who are you to tell me what to do ?”
Kai sighed. He was getting tired of being an evil minion , finding her ‘evil people’ to eat , not to mention how fighting the siren’s mind control was getting harder each day. However he was doing better than Damon , who was flying on full cruise control. His least favourite Salvatore didn’t even remember who Elena was now , thats how much Sybil had messed with his head. Kai would rather die than have his memories of Y/N twisted or replaced with new versions.
    “No one , apparently.” he said with a smirk. “I’m going out to grab a snack. Blood bags just dont do it for me as you well know.”
    “Fine , but dont go too far.” said the siren. “There is a housewife living in the house next door , bet she is delicious.”
    “Thanks for the offer, but I prefer my blood a little younger.” said Kai walking past them. “I’m going to look for a cheerleader at the high school or some confused teen at a bar. Oh or a sorority girl. Who knows what I’d find.”
After all those months they were finally close by Mystic Falls. About two weeks ago when he had briefly seen Y/N for the last time , it had been so hard fighting the urge to pull her into his arms , suffocate her with kisses and never let go of her again. The look in her eyes , how they had lit up when she saw him - it was all seared into his mind. In that moment he had felt happy again but then came the look of hurt when he had said all those horrible things to push her away for her own safety. Y/N was stubborn as hell , more determined than ever - it had been his only option to get her to go. Kai had never been more afraid of his feelings for the brave human girl than in this moment. Even after the merge with Luke , he hadnt been that shaken of everything he was feeling. Just the thought of her getting hurt in any way was enough to send him in a really dark place. There was no life for him without her and he was sure if she died , he’d die with her.
Sybil kept digging in his mind and he knew at some point she’d uncover Y/N’s existence. There was only one thing left he could do to protect her , as painful as it might be for the both of them. After all this mess was over he’d go and find her , move away with her, start a new. Kai walked into town , knowing her daily routine hoping nothing had changed and she’d still be going to work at the Grill. He stood a few hundred metres away waiting for her and just like always at the exact same time every Tuesday - there she was. More beautiful than ever with a look of determination on her face. A gust of wind blew out of nowhere (or more like Kai manipulated the weather) and she turned towards him. The look on her face changed between shock , surprise , caution , surprise and love – sticking to the last one. Her eyes widened and she ran towards him not even paying attention to traffic or cars or anything or anyone else in general.
    “Kai!” said Y/N running directly into his arms. “H-how are you here ? Why are you here?”
Kai pulled her towards him , tighter than ever and smiled at her. He could see in her eyes she knows something was wrong with him. Did he really look as broken on the outside as he felt on the inside? he wondered. His hands cupped her face and he kissed her gently for a few seconds. The young heretic couldn’t believe after everything he had said , Y/N had ran towards him like that instead of going the other way , how she hadn’t yelled at him or slapped him or anything.
    “I’m sorry Y/N … I should’ve never gone to that Vault.” said Kai softly, his voice filled with sadness and regret. “I am sorry for what I said to you a few days ago too. We had ears on us –”
    “I knew you didn’t mean it.” she smiled widely at him , not willing to let go off him or move more than half an inch away. “Whats going on Kai ?”
Y/N gazed into his eyes - he looked different - broken , crushed. The way he had pulled her towards him , as if letting go of her would mean his death both scared her and made her happy. Whatever was happening it was probably worse than she had thought.
    “I … I literally cannot say.” he sighed. Y/N looked at him with a puzzled expression.”No , I mean it – whenever I try to say out loud whats going on it comes out all giberish.”
    “Doesn’t matter , as long as you are here. Come on , lets go home —”
    “I cant.” said Kai. “I want to , more than anything but I — cant. You need to leave town. Now.“ he said with a serious look. “Go home , pack up your things and leave. It’s not safe for you here.”
    “Leave ?! No. Not without you.” protested Y/N.
    “I – the siren keeps digging inside my memories , trying to find what I am holding on to.” said Kai , cupping her face. “There is no way to stop her. Her neck gets snapped and she comes back to life 5 seconds later. If something happens to you -”
    “- I’ll die if something happens to you.” she said pressing her lips onto his. Kai pulled her towards him , kissing her as if its the last time he’d ever kiss her.
    “For once in your life, do as I say.” he demanded. “Don’t make me compell you to forget all about me.”
Y/N took a step away from him. Kai wouldn’t compell her , he wouldn’t go that far. Never. Though this desperate look in his eyes made her feel nervous. She understood he wanted to protect her , like always but he wouldn’t cross that line.
    “You wouldn’t…”
    “We both know I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you. Even if it means losing you.”
Tears had started gathering in her eyelids just thinking how just when she finally got him back , he wants her to go away.  No way. There was another way to get him to go with her , because there is no version of her life without him — and that way was walking towards them in that moment.
    “Okay – I’ll leave.” she sighed in defeat.
Kai looked at her with a mix of surprise and heartbreak in his eyes clearly not expecting her to give in that easily and dreading losing her again.
    “But you are coming with me.” she finished , seeing Stefan behind Kai , holding a vervain syringe. A few moments later Kai dropped unconscious. “Thanks for that Stef.”
    “Yeah. Don’t mention it.” replied the Salvatore, holding Kai’s body. “I suggest you two get out of town. Alaric is working on finding out what that instrument is and how it helps us kill the siren. As soon as we figure it out , our lives would go back to normal or as normal as they were before all this.”
    “What is normal anyways?” she wondered.
With Stefan’s help she got Kai onto the backseat of her car. Y/N put the keys in the ignition and drove off as fast as she could not giving a damn about the speeding limits or red lights or anything. Her eyes kept darting between the road and the review mirror , looking at Kai on the back seat. Everything was fine until they passed old Miller Road and he started to wake up screaming in pain , holding his head in his hands.
    “Y/N… stop the car.” he groaned rolling around the backseat.
    “No. We — we are leaving. There has to be a way to get you away from her and out of her control.”
    “I - I can’t l-leave.” he groaned and reached his hand stopping the car with magic.
Y/N hit the gas pedal again , tried the ignition but none of it worked - the car had stopped in the middle of the road. A groan of frustration left her lips. What had the siren did to him ? Kai got out of the car and started walking back into town. Quickly she unbuckled her seat belt and ran after him , catching up in a few metres. Seeing him in pain broke her heart , even more noticing the tears in his eyes. He kept rubbing his forehead , groaning in pain. Y/N placed her hands on his shoulders making him look at her.
    “Kai , whats happening ? Tell me.”
    “I am too far away from her. She is p-pulling me back.” said Kai taking another step towards town. “Get in the car and go before she finds you -”
    “You are stronger than this Kai. You can fight it –”
    “I’ve been fighting it for months now … ”
    “Don’t stop. I will help you. We’ll find a way to break the link , I promise.”
Kai laughed under his breath. “You can’t help me Y/N. I know you love me and want to help but - ”
    “Well , well , well…” said a young woman with short brown hair and brown eyes , standing a few steps away from them. “I was wondering how you keep resisting my control. Pity this girl didn’t listen when you told her to leave. Damon , if you may –”
Damon grabbed Y/N before Kai had had time time to react , holding her in a tight grip ready to snap her neck at a moments notice. Kai tried to get to her but the siren hummed some tune and he stopped in his tracks , visibly struggling to get to his girl.
    “Now , Kai.” said the siren taking a step towards the young heretic who was trying hard to fight her influence and move. “If you don’t want anything awful to befall your girlfriend –”
    “Fiance.” he corrected quietly.
    “– then you are going to do exactly as I say. Both you and Damon are quite resourceful when it comes to picking victims but I think you’ll be a lot more committed when there is nothing holding you back. So , I am giving you a choice.”
Y/N watched Kai stare at the ground , refusing to meet the siren’s eyes. His hands were shaking and she knew that look very well. Under any other circumstance at this point , whoever had gotten in his way would have had their throat ripped out or their head would’ve rolled on the ground. It was a look Y/N hadn’t seen in almost 4 years and made her blood freeze. Her fiance was angry , hurt and scared and whenever one of those emotions took over things always ended badly. Y/N didn’t care what would happen to her , but she worried about what the siren wants Kai to do.
    “What kind of a choice?” he asked.
    “Shut off your humanity and come with me or watch your fiance die.” said the siren , pausing for a moment. “You know what – maybe I will make it more interesting and make you kill her. Imagine this - having to live with the guilt of killing the one person who you love more than anything.”
    “Don’t — don’t do this to him.” pleaded Y/N , stepping on Damon’s foot with force in an attempt to get free. The vampire growled in her ear. “Let me go Damon or I swear … I’ll get to that coffin and burn Elena’s body myself.”
    “Elena ? Who’s – who’s Elena?” asked Damon.
Y/N gulped. If the siren could erase Elena’s existence from Damon’s mind then what could she have done to Kai ?
Sybil laughed. “I see why you love her. Maybe if she was a supernatural I would’ve taken her with us. ” she paused for a moment. “I still can , find a way to taint her soul and kill her , making sure she’ll end up in Hell.” she thought out loud with an amused look. “So , what’s it going to be - are you coming with me or does your pretty girl gets to die ?”
    “No.” said Kai.
    “It’s really not a choice , honey. Turn it off.
    “No.“ repeated Kai.
    “We’ll have to do this the hard way then.” sighed Sybil and grabbed his head , closing her eyes. Kai could feel her digging in his mind , trying to find something else against him. He tried hard not to think about any of the moments he and Y/N had shared so the siren can’t modify them like she did to Damon’s memories of Elena but seeing his girl struggle to get free from the vampire’s grasp pulled one of the memories to the surface of his mind.

     "Interesting.“ muttered the siren , slipping into one of his memories. "I have to say - that must be one of your best works. Taking your entire family down with you. It’s one of the reasons Cade wanted you. Now why is this memory so important to you—”
Kai stood by the entrance , watching himself walking through the wedding disaster struggling because of the werewolf bite. Bonnie showed up a few moments later but he wasn’t paying attention to that , the other him was dealing with that. He was watching out one of the windows , knowing any moment now he’d see Y/N heading towards the barn. Her dress was covered with blood and her hair was messier than ever. Bonnie flew across the room towards one of the walls and Damon showed up shortly after. Kai sat at the podium , playing with a rose in his hands while talking with the vampire. A few moments later Damon left and Kai saw himself looking around with confusion in his eyes. Then he heard it - the sound of one of Alaric’s compressed air weapons. He turned in the direction of the sound seeing Y/N and then Damon laying on the ground with a piece of wood plunged in his back.
    “What ? No 'thank you'for saving your life ?” she said blowing a strand of hair out of her face. Y/N reached for his hand , instead Kai pulled her into his arms for a few seconds. “Lets go before he wakes up.”
    “One moment … ” said Kai  , biting his wrist and rushing to Bonnie’s side. “Don’t you ever forget this Bon Bon.You didn’t really think I’d let you die did you ?”
Y/N grabbed his hand and both of them run out of the barn. Somehow she was running faster than him and he had a hard time catching up with her. A few moments later he stopped abruptly making her stop too.
     "Why would you save me ?“
    "Because — you are
not this monster. You are good and – I can’t let the person I love die. ”
    “What ?” he asked with a hint of surprise in his voice.
    “I love you Kai. You are my future and you can push me away all you want but even if you don’t let yourself see it or feel in general — ” she said softy , placing her palm on his cheek. “ — I know that you see the same. It’s in your eyes — ”
Kai pulled her into his embrace , holding her tighter than ever unable to believe that after all the things he had done , including a few hours ago there was someone still believing in him , carrying about him and loving him.
    “I love you too Y/N.” he said smiling resting his forehead on hers.

     "Ohhh , I see.“ said Sybil , twisting his memory and replacing Y/N’s face with hers.
Kai looked at her with a small smile on his face , tucking in a lock of hair behind her ear.  Sybil smiled at him innocently and leaned in to kiss him.
    "Nice try. You are
not her and I am not as weak as Damon.” said Kai , snapping her neck in a few moments later. 

Sybil opened her eyes , clenching her jaw. The siren hadn’t expected the young heretic to be that strong. Damon had resisted her but she had been stronger , this was new.
    “Well , that was unexpected. Shall we try this again ?”
    “You can try all you want Sybil.” said Kai with a smirk. “I’m not Damon and I am not the monster you want me to be. I’m not this person anymore.”
    “Ahh that’s right.” said the siren smiling wickedly. “Because you love this fragile human girl and your feelings for her are stronger than your blood lust. Shame , she would’ve looked beautiful in a wedding gown. Damon — how would you feel about a snack?”
Damon grinned , purple black veins flashing under his eyes and his fangs sank in Y/N’s neck. The girl screamed , dug her nails in Damon’s hands kicked and tried everything to get free but it was useless. Kai took a step towards them but Sybil hummed another tune forcing him to watch as the life drained from the girl he loved. The only person who ever gave him a real chance even before the merge was dying and he couldn’t even move his finger.
    “Let her go.” said Kai. “I’ll — I’ll do what you ask just let her go.”
    “Kai , don’t. You are stron-ger than you think. Fight – it.” said Y/N struggling to speak.
Kai looked into her eyes , her lips forming four words 'I believe in you’.  He struggled , feeling Sybil trying to sneak into his mind again and get him to let go , but it didn’t matter - all he could hear and see was Y/N. His eyes closed for a moment and he found the strength to flick his wrist snapping Damon’s neck , raising his other hand pulling out Sybil’s heart out of her chest with magic. The moment the siren dropped on the ground his mind cleared and he ran towards his girl , biting his wrist bringing it to her lips.
    “Don’t you dare die Y/N.” said Kai smiling nervously. “Not now …. not ever.”
Y/N wrapped her fingers around his wrist feeling his warm blood trickle down her throat. A sigh left Kai’s lips and he caressed her face , placing a soft kiss on her forehead. Her eyes opened and she pulled herself up unitl he wrapped his strong arms around her.
    “You did it.” she smiled widely at him.
    “Only because of you. ” he said softly. “Though that wont last for long unless your buddies figure out a way to hold her down. Until then –”
    “– get in the car with me and we drive as far and fast away as we can.” she finished with a hopeful expression on her face.
Kai smiled widely at her. “Pick a destination , sweetheart.”


@whispersandwhiskerburn :))

“This fucking sucks!” You whine moping around the library with a much needed glass of whiskey in your hand.

“It’s not that big of a deal, Y/N. I’m sure he’ll understand.” Sam tries to assure you.

“Who will understand?” Dean asks strolling into the room.

“Nothing.” You groan plopping down on a chair then burying your head in your hands.

“Y/N! Tell me. I don’t like to be out of the loop.” Dean pouts watching your every move.

“Let it go, Dean.” Sam suggests causing his older to scoff obnoxiously.

“Y/N…” Dean’s now sitting next to you and the bastard keeps poking your side.

“For the love of fuck, Winchester! Knock it off or I will end you!” You huff making his mouth drop open in surprise.

“Jesus. I have a feeling you have a very special visitor right now.” Dean smirks looking annoyingly cute.

“Oh shit.” You hear Sam chuckle under his breath as he’s staring at his laptop.

“For your information, dumb ass…yes I have my period! You happy? You solved the fucking mystery.” You snap shoving Dean’s arm.

“I’m officially uncomfortable right now. Thank you.“ Dean declares regretting this whole conversation.

You glare at him making Dean choose his next words carefully, “Well, you’re usually not so…um…emotional.”

“I have a date tonight with Tom. And I planned on having sex with him for the first time tonight. I alluded to it so he’s definitely expecting it.”

“What?!” Dean practically exclaims feeling like he was punched in the gut.

“Ya know Y/N…you could always just have sex with him in the shower. Problem solved.” Sam smirks watching a look of horror flash on his brother’s face.

“That’s…you don’t…just stay home tonight, sweetheart. I’ll go pickup some Chinese and we can watch whatever movie you want.” Dean says trying to keep his cool.

“Can we watch The Notebook?”

“Fuck.” The older brother mutters under his breath.

“What was that, Dean?” You knowingly quirk an eyebrow.

“…Sure thing, princess. Whatever you want.” He gives you a strained smile.

                         KYLO X READER || Soul Mate 6

“the voice you hear your thoughts in is your soulmate’s but you don’t know who they are until you hear them speak for the first time”

A/N: NEW UPDATE! YAY! Okay, things are really getting intense now (as if they weren’t before) i’m pretty stoked to make the next few parts as I’ve got a lot in mind. BTW! Guess who finally makes an appearance this chapter? Please enjoy/reblog/like…whatever your lovely soul wants to do! [GIF NOT MINE]

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Warning: Cursing? As usual.


Anyone who cried as much as you did couldn’t possibly recognize their own face, how could they? The way your face was heated, cheeks stained with undried tears along with your bloodshot eyes–it was something horrifying. Yet, in the back of your mind, a questioned raised: how was Kylo not the least bit grossed out at the sight of your terrifying aftermath called a face? Taking in yet another sniff as you continuously wiped your tears, you weren’t sure what you were crying about at this point. “Stupid Kylo Ren,” You muttered, tossing the crushed up toilet paper towards the mirror with such force, you couldn’t help but let out a small laugh as you watched it completely miss and land in the sink.

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Marks (C.H.)

A/N: Yes, this is a soulmate imagine. It’s probably and most likely not the best one you’ll ever read, but here is my attempt. I’ve done it in a sort of werewolf type of mating. This is actually based off an idea for a story I’ll eventually put up on my Wattpad once I’ve written more than thirty chapters. Also, I realize that the gif doesn’t really suit the story but I’ve been wanting to use this and IT IS NOT MINE.

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It’s all anyone ever talked about.

“Have you found your mate?”
“I’ve found my mate!”
“When will I find my mate?”
“Will I ever find my mate?”

Those were the things you heard on a daily basis.
Mates. Mates. Mates. Derived from the word Soulmate.
You could care less about it, but that doesn’t mean that you weren’t curious.
How can one stupid touch suddenly tell you who you’re destined to be with for all eternity?
The only cool thing about finding your mate - well, aside from the fact that you found your other half - is the cool mark you get permanently etched onto the skin on the inside of your left wrist.
Everyone’s Mark is different. That’s what makes it unique. The only way to get that mark was if you’ve had skin to skin contact with your mate. It’s as if your skin was a detector for your mate’s skin and you weren’t aware of it.
There wasn’t a certain age for when you found your mate. Some found theirs at a general age in time for marriage, others well into their old ages, and the youngest being little ten year olds where puberty starts to take its course. That didn’t mean that those who didn’t find their mate hadn’t already married and had kids with someone else that was mate less. Some actually preferred it that way so that they could actually get to know the person rather than just have an undeniable attraction towards someone that was basically a stranger.
It was always a concern whenever you met someone new, if that person was your soulmate. So many people were wary of handshakes and hugs while others desperately wanted to find their mate and jumped at the opportunity when introducing themselves.
You’re not really looking for your mate, nor will you ever. If you meet your mate then you meet your mate. If you don’t, hopefully someone will take pity on your soul.
Just kidding.
Well, mostly.

“Y/N,” your friend nudged you as you stood by your locker.
“What, Y/F/N?” You ask her, not looking away from your locker as you switched textbooks.
“Check out the new kid,” she muttered and judging from her tone of voice, he was hot.
You looked away from your locker and down the hallway where the new kid was hanging out with a few boys you fairly knew that go by the names of Luke, Ashton, and Michael.
She was right though.
He was fucking hot.
You looked at your friend. “You think he’s mated?”
She peered down at his wrists. “Don’t think so. If he was, he probably would have his mate around him, yeah?”
You nodded as you shut your locker. “True. Speaking of mates…” You faced your friend as you leaned against your locker. “When are you going to see if Michael is your mate or not?”
She shook her head. “Nope. Not gonna happen.”
“Why not?”
“You know how much I like him, Y/N. What if he isn’t my mate?”
“You two could always be one of the couples that marry mate less. I’d tell him before he does end up finding a mate.”
She sighed. “Maybe. Come on, we need to head to class.”
The two of you stalked off towards your next class but not before you snuck one last look at the new kid who looked up and locked eyes with you.

“Is anyone sitting here?” A voice asked.
You didn’t look up from your writing as you gestured for the person to take the seat. “Nope. Go right ahead.”
“Thanks.” the chair scraped against the floor as he sat down. “I’m Calum by the way.”
You frowned. You didn’t know of a Calum in this class. You looked up and you were taken aback by the sight of the new kid. “Oh, hi. Sorry, that was rude of me. I’m Y/N.”
He chuckled. “It’s fine.” He didn’t make a move to shake your hand which made you like him even more. “So…” he looked around the classroom. “What do we do in here?”
You gave him a look. “Learn,” you told him in an obvious tone.
He rolled his eyes. “Well, no shit.”
You shrugged. “You’re the one that asked.”
He smiled. “I like you already.”
You couldn’t help but blush - which is something you normally didn’t do around boys, only when you’re embarrassed.
The teacher walked in and started the class, saying that today we would be doing a partner activity then went on to explain the assignment.
Calum turned to you with a smirk on his face as he wiggled his eyebrows at you. “Partner?”
You shoved him with your shoulder. “You get to work with the awesomest person in the whole world. Don’t make me regret being partners with you.”
He laughed. “Who said that you’re the awesomest person in the whole world?”
“Me, duh.” You flipped your hair over your shoulder.
“You sure are something,” Calum said while smiling.
“I know. I’m a piece of art,” you smirk at him.
“Keep telling yourself that, Princess,” Calum told you as he looked at the board for the instructions for the assignment.
You don’t know why, but Calum calling you Princess made you feel things you haven’t felt before and you weren’t sure if you liked it or not.
Once the two of you finished, you continued to talk to each other and get to know the other a lot better as you waited for the class period to end.
You learned that he was originally from Australia and had transferred here because of his dad’s new job. He also had an older sister who was starting a singing career. As for himself, his passion was football, but if something else came along he wouldn’t exactly reject it. He also told you that he wasn’t Asian as many seem to mistaken him for one.
“You got lunch right now?” Calum asked you as the two of you packed up your things.
“Yup. You?” You asked him as you pulled on your bag and stood up.
He stood up as well. “Yeah. Mind if I join you?”
You smiled. “Not at all. My friend will eat with us as well, if that’s okay?”
He smiled in return. “Yeah, that’s cool.”
You two barely made it out the door when Calum was abruptly picked up.
“Whoa,” Calum yelled as he looked behind him to see who had picked him up.
You looked behind him and saw Michael’s face pop out as he placed Calum back down on the floor, Luke and Ashton standing right behind him.
“Hey, Y/N,” Luke nodded his head in greeting.
You knew of Luke, Ashton, and Michael - not well - but you had spoken to them a couple of times. “Hey, guys.”
“You guys headed to lunch?” Ashton asked.
Calum nodded. “Yeah. Y/N has the same lunch so I thought I would eat with her. Did you guys want to join?” He turned to look at you. “That is if it’s okay with you.”
You waved him off. “It’s totally chill. Y/F/N will eat with us too though.”
You watched Michael’s reaction change from excitement to one of shyness and nervousness.
Speak of the devil.
“Yo, Y/N! Why are you taking so long?” Your friend asked as she approached where the five of you were huddled in a circle.
You gave her a smirk. “Hey, Y/F/N. Calum, Luke, Ashton, and Michael are eating with us today.”
She froze then glared at you. “How lovely.”
You gave her an innocent smile back.
“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m starving so let’s go eat,” Luke said and all of you followed him in the direction of the cafeteria.

Weeks have passed and you didn’t expect to grow as close as you had to Calum. However, you two still hadn’t made any skin to skin contact with each other.
You didn’t know why he didn’t want to, but for you, you were afraid that he wasn’t your mate. You could say that you had fallen for the Aussie too hard and way too fast for your liking.
“Y/N! Wait up!” Calum yelled from behind you.
You stopped to the side of the crowded hallway as you waited for him.
He ran up and stopped beside you. “Hi,” He gave you a silly grin.
You rolled your eyes, but a smile was on your lips. “Hey.”
“Did you do last night’s-” Calum didn’t finish his sentence as a boy from a younger year ran past him, making Calum bump into you.
Then you felt it.
You clutched your wrist as you locked eyes with Calum, him mimicking your actions.
It was a searing pain that made you flinch and squeeze you eyes shut, but an arm being wrapped around your waist made you open them.
Calum was giving you a lopsided smile, the best that he could because of the pain.
You two were oblivious to anything else around you as the pain soon dulled.
“Do you want to look?” He croaked out.
“I’m scared to,” you whispered.
“You have me,” he told you with a smile.
You took a deep breath then nodded.
Calum counted down from three and you both showed your wrists.
It was a sun and a moon.
You stared in awe as you saw that the sun on Calum’s was more prominent as it was on top of the faded crescent while yours was the exact opposite.
You looked up at him. “I was scared for nothing,” you let out a little laugh.
He gave you a confused look. “Huh?”
“I was falling for you this whole time and I was scared to see if you were my soulmate or not…but I guess I have my answer,” you explained to him.
He stared at you lovingly. “I knew it was you.”
You shoved him. “Sure you did.”
He laughed as he threw his arm over your shoulder as the two of you continued to walk down the hallway. “I wouldn’t have chanced it though, afraid that you would have a different soulmate,” he glanced back down at you, “but I’m glad that kid ran into me otherwise I would’ve never found out that you’re mine forever.”
You smirked. “Looks like you’re stuck with me, Hood.”
He smirked back at you. “So it would seem, future Mrs. Hood,“ he looked forward again and shrugged, “but I’m not complaining.”



Dave Lizewski Imagine: Nerdy Boy - Part 2

It had been almost a month since you had begun to train Dave, he really was beginning to improve, and he was turning into good agent material. Nothing had happened since the kiss, I guess he just wasn’t into you like that.

He had told you that he was going onto a mission to take down some burglars; an easy mission shouldn’t take more than an hour so you decided to sneak in and wait. Yet so far he had been gone two hours.

Eventually he climbed through his window, blood all over his face. “Dave” you exclaimed running over to him examining your face, before grabbing a tissue out of a box on his desk and using it to dab away some of the blood. Even though he was clearly in pain, Dave was happy to see you here.

“What happened?” you questioned as he began to peel his black running top off (You had persuaded him to wear an outfit similar to AOA) “There were a lot of them, and they weren’t all burglars. Y/n, they were looking for you” he whispered fear in his eyes as he grabbed his nerdy Marvel shirt.

“Did they say who they were?” you asked standing up from the desk you were sat on as worry started to cross your mind. You hadn’t been on a mission for nearly a month, I mean you could still fight, but if it was who you thought it was you couldn’t handle them alone.

Before he put his shirt on he winced as he moved his arm, his shoulder clearly causing him pain. “Here” you offered signalling for him to sit down on the bed, you kneeling behind him. Pressing your hands to his shoulder you began to rub gently, earning slight winces from him every now and again. “Sorry” you whispered each time he whimpered, it was a good thing his father wasn’t in otherwise he would here his son wincing in pain. Every time you rubbed you started to kiss his neck gently, you can’t explain why you did this, you told yourself it was to take away his pain, but you felt as if there was more too it.

It wasn’t long until the knot had been worked out and Dave was reaching for his shirt whilst you stood up and stretched your legs. “Thanks” he mumbled giving you a small hug but not letting fully go. “Its’ okay” you breathed your breath hitting gently off of his face. This was it, you were about to kiss again until there was a thud on the roof.

“Stay here yo whispered kissing his cheek quickly before grabbing the top of the window and swinging back onto the roof to be faced with an agent of H81. H81 was an agency with one main motive; destroy you. You were once as a child, forced into H81 and knew many of their secrets so they couldn’t let you live.  

The masked agent leapt for you, but you were too quick, instead you flipped him over yourself him landing down onto the roof. Turning around you were pulled back a knife against your neck. Throwing your head back you managed to stumble out of your grip after the first masked stranger who had jumped through the window.

Climbing back in you kicked the first agent in the balls making him drop to the floor before pulling out a gun and shooting at his legs. 2 shots were enough to keep him down before you turned to the other and punched him flat in the face before kicking him in the chest watching him stumble back. You again shot him twice but this time in the arm.

“You’re from H81 yes? Well send the boss a little message, tell him he will have to send someone better than a couple of amateurs if he wants me dead.” You chuckled before putting away the gun. “Go before I kill you both take him with you I don’t want to have to deal with a dead body” you spat as the agent pulled the other back out the window and into the night one thing about H81is that they were tactical; they would plan everything down to the last detail and do everything strategically.

Turning around you saw Dave looking at you terrified. “Who are they?” he questioned walking over to you and hugging you from behind as you panted softly. “They are from H81, they are trying to kill me and now you probably.” You whimpered collapsing into his arms. Sure you were a strong agent, but mentally this drained you.

“It’s okay, I will kill them all If it means you will be safe” he spoke softly kissing your head before tilting your head up and attaching his lips to yours. “What do we do now?”

Yesterday I hit 4,8k followers which is insane, and people suggested I’d do a writing challenge. So here we are! This is a supernatural writing challenge, so only supernatural fanfiction allowed (:


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    I’m a multishipper, but I don’t ship everything. If you’re not sure, send me a message. I try to give most things a shot.
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Don’t delete the caption for this please I spent a lot of time working on researching this. I also spent several seconds of very hard labor creating this gif. As you can see, I affixed a watermark to it. That ought to fool those THIEVES who keep stealing my content. Well, I say “m content”, but it really isn’t. I just took a program and that took some of the images from a video and made a gif. But that’s not the point. The point is I’m a very important content creator and content thieves on the web really make me mad for some reason, and watermarking is one trick to prevent that. Another trick is to tell stories that don’t go anywhere. Like the time I caught the ferry to Shelbyville. I needed a new heel for my shoe. So I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on ‘em. “Gimme five bees for a quarter,” you’d say. Now where were we… oh yeah. The important thing was that I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time. I didn’t have any white onions, because of the war. The only thing you could get was those big yellow ones… 


you and Seb are sitting at the table eating dinner and talking about your day. Seb is telling you about a call he got from Anthony Russo when you receive a message.
“- so Anthony called me and-” *ding*
“Well anyway, he called me and said- *ding* *ding* *ding*
This makes Sebastian frustrated. "Ok who keeps texting you?” You look and see the irritation in Sebastian’s eyes. “It’s no one Seb, don’t worry about it.”
This only irritates him more. “Obviously it is someone if you keep checking your phone!”
“Fine. You wanna know who it is? It’s my ex. He won’t stop texting me!”
Before you realize what’s happening, Sebastian has taken your phone from you.
“Sebastian! What are you doing?”
“I’m gonna let him know that you are already taken, and that if he doesn’t leave you alone he’ll have to deal with me.” Sebastian opens the camera on your phone and records a video with the following message.

“Hello, (Ex boyfriends name) I’m Sebastian, Y/n’s current boyfriend, and I just wanted to let you know that I can’t wait for you to meet my fist. Leave my girl alone. You had your chance, and now it’s mine, so back off.”

He presses send and hands you back your phone.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” He asks you.
“ I think someone was jealous”
Sebastian crosses his arms and pouts. “I was not.”
“Whatever you say, babe”

Sorry this is my worst one so far! I’m working on it!

“Zendaya here!”

“Zendaya to the right!”

“Zendaya over your shoulder!”

“Alright, alright!”

“Since Zendaya is taking over the red carpet will you mind a minute talk Val?”

“No, of course not!”

“It’s really nice to see you and you look very handsome.”

“Thank you don’t let my girlfriend hear you tho.”

“Isnt she the real star tonight?”

“She is always the star my biggest and brightest star.”

“You two are the cutest. We saw your latest ig post, you really done good Val the views looked amazing.”

“Thank you.”

“3 years is rather a long time. How does it feel? Do you still have enough time for each other.”

“We make the time always no matter what that’s probably a secret to successful relationship.”

“You are definitely our fave power couple.”

“Power couple…thank you.”

“Hey! What are you talking about?”

“Hey babe. Just some random stuff.”

“Zendaya thank you for joining us tell me are you excited for tonight?”

“I am super excited you know its a very important night for me but I am mostly happy to have this man by my side.”

“Love you babe.”

“Alright you two I wont keep you here anymore just one more question. Who are you wearing?”

“Valentine of course, who else?”

“You look amazing! Thank you for the talk and enjoy your night.”

“Thank you. Let’s hope my star wins tonight.”

“Awe thank you love.”

“And with that cute kiss we end our interview.”

hello, everyone! since 2016 has kind of sucked, i thought we might be able to try and bring some joy to the end of the year using positivity, and i thought of making a secret santa thing !!

what it is: basically, you’ll be assigned a person who you’ll have to send positive, anonymous asks to every day, starting on december 1st. you’ll sign off each message as their secret santa, and, on christmas, you’ll send your person an off-anon ask and tell them who their secret santa was.

how to sign up:

  • must be following me
  • reblog this post (even if you’re not going to sign up, reblogs are much appreciated!)
  • shoot me a quick ask/message telling me you’d like to take part in this!
  • be able to keep up with it once it starts! you have to send your person an ask every day of december leading up to christmas

other information: you have until november 20th to sign up. after that, i’ll pair everyone up with their secret santa, and i’ll tell you who you’re going to be sending messages to on november 30th. happy holidays, everybody!