1. his smile used to drip honey but now it is all chipped iceberg teeth in a sea of red.
2. the butterflies try their best to escape but they just drop dead in the pit of your stomach every time he touches your hand.
3. you’ll find yourself forcing laughter through a closed mouth.
4. you’ll find a new home on the shoulder of the boy who sits next to you in class. you’ll spend the hours studying the softness of his hands instead, imagining how they might feel in your hair.
5. he is no longer what you search for in the spaces between the masses of people around. you just keep walking as tall as you possibly can.
6. you see his laid back nature as laziness and his jokes as misogynistic and you can’t believe you’ve been living with rose-tinted glasses this whole time.
7. catching his eye feels all types of guilty because you can’t love him the way he wants you to anymore.
8. your cheeks will flush with poppies when the boy that sits next to you in class whispers your name. you’ll feel hurricanes ripping through your insides, blowing away all the dust that settled on your heart.
9. all the sheets of paper you filled with poetry about him you’ll want to burn because it doesn’t make sense anymore; it doesn’t feel real anymore.
10. you always said forever but sometimes forever can seem so short that before you know it, you’ve already forgotten what his name feels like when you hold it on your tongue.
Derek gets home after
a long week to find Stiles preparing a seduction
It’s been a really long week, and it’s only Wednesday.
Finals means extra tutorial sessions, and a stack of essays to grade for one
class, and a stack of short answer exams to grade for two others. Fortunately,
two intro classes work best with scantrons, so those are already graded and
filed. Regardless, Derek’s left hand is already cramped from all of the writing
he’s had to do, and he’s just grateful he’s ambidextrous so he can start using
the right hand to grade the exams.
RFA reaction to getting told MC committed suicide??
Author’s note: TRIGGER WARNING: suicide || this was hard to write, but I know that things like this have the potential to help people. People would miss you. The RFA would miss you. I would miss you.
“Whew… that was one of the best LOLOL games I’ve played in a
Yoosung pushed himself away from his desk and popped his
he noticed how quiet the apartment was and called out for
“Hey, MC? I just finished a game if you want to go get a
bite to eat!”
When you didn’t answer, he furrowed his brows
“MC? Are we going to play hide and seek again? You know I
always find you!”
He walked into your shared bedroom and saw the window
Maybe… you hid out on
he wasn’t expecting to see your body, five stories down, on
when he realized it was you, he threw up
and when Zen and Jaehee came to his door half an hour later
he was still gagging
Jaehee knocked on his door
“Yoosung… the police need your statement, and you should really
get out of this place.”
Zen reached down and got the spare key under the mat
They found Yoosung in a ball next to your side of the bed
Zen was interrupted by his hyperventilating
“I-I can’t breathe… I CAN’T BREATHE?? I CAN’T BREATHE, I CAN’T
BREATHE, I CAN’T BREATHE!”
Jaehee rushed to his side, hugging him
“I-I can’t breathe, Jaehee.”
“I know, Yoosung, I-“
“No you don’t. I can’t breathe because she’s not here anymore.
S-she’s n-not here…“
Jaehee tightened her hug, allowing the tears to fall from
her eyes as well
“I-I always find her, b-but I never wanted to find her… like this”
He wrapped his arm around your waist
“Goodnight, Babe. I love you.”
“I love you too, Zen. I love you so much.”
He smiled and let sleep take him
The first thing he remembered from the worst day of his life
Was that he woke up cold
He got up and stretched
She was probably in
“Shit… my morning breath is horrible…”
He walked to the bathroom
The first thing he saw was blood
He didn’t register that it was yours, until he saw your pale
body lying still on the floor
He dropped next to your body
When he shook you, he remembered getting blood on his hands
he still washes them everyday, until they’re raw
he wrapped his arms around you
“MC, please wake up, okay? We still have to go on that movie
date, remember? And you promised you’d teach me your recipe for those chocolate
chip cookies you bake all the time! We still have a life together, so PLEASE
he pushed the hair out of your face and gave you a kiss
“P-please… this can’t be real… please”
He couldn’t believe
That a couple of hours ago you were still alive, in his arms
and even though you were in his arms again
he couldn’t feel the warmth he fell asleep to
and he would never feel it again
Her phone rang, and she sent it to voicemail
“What were you saying, Jumin?”
“Well, parking has-“
“Sorry, it’s MC. We got in a fight this morning, so I sent
Zen over to surprise with flowers for me.”
“Put her on speaker, I want to ask her how she feels about
the RFA parking.”
Jaehee rolled her eyes
“Jaehee, something’s happened.”
“Zen? Where’s MC?”
“I’m so sorry-”
“I believe Jaehee asked you a question. Where is MC?”
“I-I came over to bring the flowers, l-like you said-“
“Get on with it, Zen,” Jaehee cut him off.
“She killed herself. She’s dead-“
Jaehee hung up
She didn’t want to hear anymore
Jumin stared at his assistant
He walked past her, expecting her to follow
But she didn’t
She stared straight ahead, her mind buzzing
She killed herself
She killed herself
She killed herself
… and I never got to
apologize to her
“I think that, if the data is correct, this year’s sale-“
Jumin was in one of the most important business meetings of
So, when a teary eyed Jaehee popped her head in and disrupted
him, in the middle of a sentence
He shot the coldest glare he’d ever given anyone
“What is it, Ms. Kang?”
“C-Can you step outside, p-please?”
“If that would get you to speak correctly again, I’ll do
The room laughed, and Jumin chuckled
that was the last
time he would laugh for a long, long time
Jumin walked out in the hallway
“What’s going on, Jaehee? Why are you crying?”
She looked into Jumin’s eyes before breaking down
“What about her?”
“S-She’s in the hospital. She tried-“
Jumin didn’t hear the last part
He was already running
When he got to the hospital, he saw Seven and Zen were already
there in front of your room
Jumin walked over and tried to push past them
He looked at the hacker, whose eyes were still flowing with tears
“Why the hell are
you stopping me? I need to see her.”
Zen put a hand on his shoulder
“She took her own life, Jumin. She died.”
And that was all it took
Jumin fell to the
floor and screamed
His voice rang throughout the entire hall
“WHY? WHY, WHY, WHY, WHY?”
He slammed his hand on the ground so hard, Seven swore it was
“WHY? SHE WAS MY LIFE! AND WHEN SHE KILLED HERSELF, SHE
KILLED ME TOO.”
You had mentioned you were hungry
And since recently, you had barely ate anything, Seven was
quick to pick some up
“How about I go get some dumplings? I’ll be right back!”
You caught his hand before he left
“Seven, I love you.”
He turned around and gave you a confused look
“I love you too, but why the sudden dramatics?”
“I just… I wanted you to know how I felt. And that no matter
what, I’ll always love you. Forever.”
He smiled and kiss your forehead
“I’ll love you forever too, MC.”
he walked out of the house, still smiling
if only he had known that was the last time he’d ever hear
your voice again
30 minutes later, he came home
“MC, I have the food!”
He wandered around the house, dropping the food in the
He walked back to the bedroom
that’s when he saw you
on the bed
he ran over to you and picked up the empty pill bottle
“MC? MC WAKE UP, PLEASE! MC DON’T DO THIS TO ME, DON’T LEAVE
He shook your shoulders until his arms were sore
Finally he climbed onto the bed and pulled you in his lap,
crying over your body
He recalled the last thing he said to you
“I’ll always love you.
He started to shake, burying his head in your chest
This may be an odd request, but do you guys have any fics that tugged at your heartstrings, made you feel butterfiles, or simply made you feel a lot of emotions? I don't know how to explain properly, but like when you read something and bamf! it hit you right in the feels? I'm not exactly asking for your favourite fics; I have many favourite but only a handful could ignite that kind of feelings from me. Everyone, please share with me if you have come across something like this! Thank you! :)
Hi, here are some of the fics that made me feel a lot of emotions:
To Be Himselfby RavieSnake-T, 7 Chapters - Christmas is a time for family. But Hermione’s family is truly horrible. They never approve of her dates and she’s decided to try and beat them at their own game. How? By inviting Draco Malfoy to join their holiday with free reign to ‘be himself.’ But Hermione quickly realizes she doesn’t really know Draco at all…
Five Daysby RavieSnake - M, 14 Chapters - No one knows that they are missing. No one knows where they are. No one knows that they are trapped. No one knows that they are dying. Dramione. WINNER for Best Drama/Angst and Best Tragedy in the Winter 2017 Dramione Fanfiction Awards!
Crimson with a Silver Liningby Lady Cailan - M, 78 Chapters - It is six years since the fall of the Ministry to Voldemort. Those other than purebloods are deemed less than human. When Ginny’s daughter ends up in grave danger, Hermione sells herself to the Death Eaters to save her life. Draco/Hermione. Not fluffy.
Fairy Stoneby Colubrina - M, 4 Chapters - Draco is sentenced to one year in Azkaban, release contingent upon someone willing to vouch for his good behavior. Hermione does. “Oh, I want you,” he said. “You, just you, always you. You forever and you for always and you until the bloody sun explodes.” Dramione. COMPLETE.
The Dieby Colubrina - M, 36 Chapters - Years after the war is over Hermione sees Draco alone in a pub. When she invites him back to her flat the die is cast and it becomes possible that two very damaged people might, eventually, find peace. “You know me dark, you know me cruel, you know me shaking in the night and you’re still here.” Dramoine. COMPLETE
Silhouettes by Bex-chan - M, one-shot - “He would’ve known her silhouette in a room made of shadows.” A ghost story that’s not about ghosts at all. Dramione one-shot. EWE.
Friend Number Threeby riptey - T, 26 Chapters - COMPLETE - How do you deal with the Pureblood aristocracy, Ministry corruption, Muggle culture invasions, and constant questions about your love life while juggling more than two friends and not being a total jerk? Don’t ask Draco: he doesn’t know. D/Hr
How We Imagined Light by horcruxnumber8 - M, one- shot -The war is over, and while the rest of the Wizarding World drowns their sorrows in champagne and celebratory balls, Hermione finds comfort in an unconventional way…and with the most unexpected person. D/Hr, EWE.
Forgiveness is the final form of love by silverbirch - T, 19 Chapters - Eighteen months after the battle, Hermione is a volunteer in a soup kitchen, aiding those cast aside by Voldemort’s defeat. So, what’s HE doing standing in the queue for a handout? Can she put aside her her hatred and reach out to her oldest foe?
Ordinary People by inadaze22 - M, 19 Chapters - “Let me be clear about something tonight, Granger. You’re the only woman I’ve ever wanted…It’s always been you.” Draco steps in the fireplace, drops the floo powder, and disappears in a burst of green flames. Being re-written.
Out of the Silent Planetby ianthe_waiting - MA, 39 Chapters - Post-Hogwarts - Hermione Granger fulfills Severus Snape’s final wish, to journey to Japan to retrieve’ something of importance. Set eleven years after HBP.
<<<May>>> “Tony, my love.” Steve bent over the bed, brushing a soft kiss onto his soulmates cheek. “I’m home.”
“Well then get your ass in bed.” Tony grumbled without opening his eyes and Steve chuckled and slid into bed behind him, only for Tony to yelp and scoot away.
“Cold clothes on the floor. Either be naked or be gone!”
“I missed you.” Steve couldn’t stop laughing even as he stripped quickly, crawling back under the covers. “Come here, honey, let me hold you.”
Tony rolled over instantly, opening his arms and cuddling as close he could, closing his eyes again and pressing his palm to Steve’s soulmark, smiling at the full body shudder his soldier gave. “Missed you. You were gone a long time this time. Irritating.”
“I’m getting closer.” Steve kissed him, holding him tighter. “Getting closer to Bucky. I’m sorry I was gone so long.”
“As long as you come home to me.”
“Always gonna come home to you, Tony.” Steve placed his hand over Tony’s soulmark and they lay contentedly for a few minutes, feeling the bond flowing between their bodies and hearts.
“So you got closer this ti–mmmph!” Tony startled when Steve grabbed him and hauled him up and over his lap, settling him firmly above him, wrapping thick arms around his waist and nearly smothering him with a kiss.
“Been gone two weeks.” Steve murmured. “Missed you, sweetheart.”
“I missed you too.” Tony couldn’t stop grinning, kissing Steve back enthusiastically, his fingers tracing the soulmark. “Glad you’re home.”
“Um…” Steve blushed just a little, which Tony found to be just the cutest.
“Um what, handsome?” He coaxed and Steve rubbed their noses together, lifting his hips a little so Tony could feel how ready he was.
“Want to show me how glad you are that I’m home?”
Tony grinned. “So much.”
He fished under the pillow for their lube, circling his fingers around both their cocks and slicking them up, thrusting lightly until Steve was tugging at his hair, scratching down his back, urging him up higher so he could get his fingers inside.
“Oh that’s good. That’s good good good, damn I missed you.” Tony was panting into Steve’s ear, rocking back against his hand. “Ready, I’m ready, come on.”
“Right here, sweetheart, right here.” Steve lifted him carefully and Tony reached between their bodies to line himself up, taking a deep breath and sinking down until their hips met, biting his lip from the stretch but oh damn the way those blue eyes glazed over and the helpless moan from Steve’s lips made it worth it.
“You fit me so perfectly.” Steve whispered. “Made for me. My soulmate, my heart.”
Tony pressed his face close to Steve’s chest, but Steve reached out and tilted his head up, swiping a tear away with his thumb. “My entire heart.” He emphasized and Tony sniffled a little.
“Stop making me cry and do something more fun with what’s between your legs.” Tony complained and Steve chuckled.
Description: ♤Getting kidnapped by Damon and Dating Marcel♤
Word Counting: 2302
“I’m going out!” You shouted at your older siblings. You turned towards the door, going to open it but Klaus already beat you to it.
“And where do you think you’re going dear sister?” Klaus smiled softly. You gave him a small smile back.
“Don’t worry Nik. I’m only going to take a walk. I have a lot in mind. If you want you can come too,” you raised an eyebrow, smirking a him.
“I would like to sister but now that everybody wants to kill me, I’m in danger and you as well,” Klaus said sternly.
“But Nik they don’t even know you have another sister. Remember I’m the only one that has always been hidden from everyone. Nobody knows there’s another Mikaelson,” you rambled.
“I do not want you in danger for God’s sake, y/n!” Klaus shouted.
“I’m gonna be in danger soon. I have always been in danger,” you shouted.
“What is all this ruckus about?” You guys heard Elijah, Kol, and Rebekah’s footsteps coming towards you both.
“She wants to go out alone,” Klaus said, “I don’t want anyone to harm her.”
“You are not going outside, y/n,” Rebekah said, her voice raising up a little.
“You know how everyone out there is trying to kill Niklaus y/n. They will use you as bait,” Kol said, hands on hips.
“Brothers, sister. I know you worry about her but she knows how to take care of herself. Come on. She has lived for centuries. It’s best we let her go out. We have kept her hidden in this house far too long,” Elijah spoke, his hands going behind his back.
A couple of minutes of silence, Klaus finally spoke.
“Fine. But you’re taking one of my hybrids as your bodyguard. He’ll call me if anything is or looks like it’s danger. Okay little sister?” Klaus asked.
“I promise. I’ll even call you myself if anything looks like danger,” you smiled
“Promise?” All four of them chorused together.
“Always and forever,” you said, the promise in between you and your siblings.
“Okay then. I’ll call him,” Klaus glanced at you before whistling to his hybrid. A tall, buffy man came a stern face and arms behind his back. He looked straight at us, before turning to Klaus.
“I want you to take care of her. Don’t let her out of your side. If danger lurks call me fast. If I find a scratch on her body by someone else and you didn’t call me or Elijah or Rebekah. Say goodbye to your life,” Klaus smirked, waving him.
Kol turned to him as well.
“If I find a single scratch on her by even a paper under your watch, you won’t live your years. I will not hesitate to rip you apart. Organ by organ. Slowly and painfully,” Kol whispered dangerously.
“Promise you’ll call if anything baby sister?” Rebekah asked playing with your hair, ignoring your older brothers threats.
“I promise,” you smiled.
“Be careful y/n. Danger lurks every corner. Now go,” Elijah said, smiling his dashing smile, “Have fun.”
You chuckled, waving them goodbye, sighing in relief as you got outside. You knew this was gonna happen. Especially with Klaus for you and him were the closest siblings.
You looked at the hybrid by your side, who was looking everywhere closely.
“What’s your name?” You asked, placing your hands behind your back, walking quite rapidly. The hybrid didn’t answer just looked around cautiously.
“Okay then,” you whispered to yourself.
Silence overtook you guys, the awkwardness making you cringe and roll your eyes.
“Make we go to the Grill?” You asked the hybrid. He looked hesitant for a while before nodding his head.
You smiled. You went towards the Grill where a lot of people were already there.
“Ah. Just a relaxing day,” you said, sitting next to a raven haired man.
The raven haired man looked at you, a smirk on his face. You gave him a small smile.
“Damon Salvatore,” he introduced himself.
A Salvatore, huh. Never expected them to be here you thought.
“Y/n Mikaelson,” you introduced back, but that was a bad mistake to do. His smirk grew more.
You looked at the hybrid, mouthing him: ‘Call Niklaus.’ The hybrid nodded. He took out his phone, calling Klaus. And as soon as Klaus answered, Damon broke the phone away from the hybrids ear, making the phone fall on the ground.
“You’re an original?” Damon asked.
“Yes,” you said, standing straight.
“You’re Klaus’ sister?” He asked again.
“Now what is this? 20 questions?” You asked, smirking while downing your drink.
“Just interested,” Damon smirked as he took out the hybrids heart.
“Why would you do that? Especially in front of all these people,” you shouted at him.
“Don’t worry. I can compel everyone,” Damon said as he compelled everyone at the grill. You sighed. Hopefully Klaus already knew you were in danger.
“Let’s go outside shall we?” He asked.
“No thanks,” you replied, sass on your voice.
Damon only put on his dangerous smirk.
“Wrong answer,” he said, grabbing a stake out of his leather jacket. He got closer to you, chest to chest and plunged it in you. The place where the stake was, burned as you noticed it was laced with vervain.
“Bastard,” you growled out, trying to get the stake out of your abdomen. But only it got plunged back into its place. You grunted in pain.
“You’re gonna be dead,” you spat.
“And how is that?” Damon asked.
“All my family will come kill you. My mother, my father, and my siblings. Everybody.”
“Your mother and father?” Damon asked.
“They love me. Even asleep. Even dead. They care. I was everybody’s light. They are overprotective. So please help me Damon. Let me go. Or you’ll be dead,” you said, veins appearing in your eyes. And what you said was true. Even though you despised your parents, for some unknown reason they always got mad every time someone hurt you.
“I’ll think about,” as he said that darkness consumed you.
Klaus’ phone rang. He saw his hybrids name on his phone and Klaus felt a bad feeling come to his stomach.
“Hello?” Klaus answered. But nobody answered, only a thump of something hit the ground. He heard your grunts of pain on the other line.
“You’re gonna be dead,” he heard you. Klaus sped to the living room where all the siblings were sitting at. The siblings looked at him, Klaus put his index finger by his lips, motioning them to not make a sound. Klaus put the phone on speaker.
“And how is that?” They all heard someone say.
“All my family will come kill you. My mother, my father, and my siblings. Everybody.”
“"Your mother and father?” That voice. It sounded familiar to all your family. But they just couldn’t place the name on it.
“They love me. Even asleep. Even dead. They care. I was everybody’s light. They are overprotective. So please help me Damon. Let me go. Or you’ll be dead,” they heard you say. But the name stood out to them. They all growled in anger as Klaus heard the phone being shattered. None of them knowing where you were of course. And they couldn’t handle knowing you’re hurting.
“Let’s call Marcel. He’ll be the one who will take it the worst out of all of us. He’ll do the pleasure into killing Damon,” Rebekah said. And no, she wasn’t jealous of you and Marcel. After all she was the one who brought you guys together. She was happy for you.
Rebekah called Marcel, knowing he will be fuming in anger.
Rebekah heard Marcel’s voice throughout the other line.
“Hello?” He answered.
“Marcel we need you right now,” Rebekah spoke rapidly
“What happened? Is y/n ok?” He asked worryingly.
“That’s why we need you. Someone kidnapped y/n ,” Rebekah smirked as she heard Marcel growl in anger.
“On my way,” Marcel hung up.
Rebekah looked at her siblings, a devious smirk on her.
“Well?” Kol asked.
“He’s fuming. We’ll get y/n back,” Rebekah said, biting her lip.
“We’ll get her back.”
You grunted in pain as your hands were held by a rope tainted with vervain.
“Aw poor you. I wonder what your siblings are doing right now?” Damon asked.
“Planning your death,” you sassed.
“Oh darling that’s why I have you,” Damon slapped you.
“They’ll kill you. Slowly and painfully. You’ll wish you’ll even met me. Let me go. Right now,” you growled.
“No thanks,” he then sped to you snapping your neck and leaving you unconscious.
“I’m here,” Marcel said, speeding in the living room with all his other vampires, filling half of the living room.
“Ah I see you brought your minions,” Klaus said.
“It’s my girl they took. Do you think I will only let you guys hurt him? Hell no. I’m going with my vampires,” Marcel said.
“I already tracked her,” Kol said.
“Where is she?”
“She’s by a warehouse,” Kol groaned.
“Why is it it’s always a warehouse. Can’t they just do it somewhere else,” Rebekah ranted as she walked out.
Marcel looked at the other siblings and sighed. He walked out as well, his vampires following behind him and the Mikaelson brothers as well.
“They’re gonna kill you,” you said, groaning in pain as a stake was by your heart, another stake was in your arm, another stake was in your leg, another in your back, and another in your abdomen. Your family was gonna be mad.
“I will like to see them try,” Damon smirked.
“They can. We have lived for centuries. We were the first vampires created. After all, I can tell Nik to kill, oh what’s that doppelganger’s name. Ah, Elena. Nik will kill her if you don’t get me out of here,” you smirked.
“He won’t touch her,” Damon growled in anger.
“Ugh you’re overprotective. Let Elena live a little Damon,” you said.
“Yeah like I’m gonna do that. After all your brother tried to kill her multiple times,” Damon said, sitting down.
'Reminds me of Marcel,’ You thought.
“Now do you love anybody?” Damon asked, quirking an eyebrow.
“Now that is classified information,” you smirked, winking at him sarcastically.
“Where’s your brother, Damon? His name is Stefan right?” You asked.
“Leave him out of this!” Damon shouted before putting another stake on your arm.
“Jesus Christ how many stakes do you have?” You asked as you groaned.
“I have multiple and I have the white oak stake,” Damon said.
“Of course you would,” you groaned.
“Now maybe is the time that I can kill you with it,” Damon smiled sarcastically as he pulled out the white oak stake and dived it towards you.
It was almost close to your heart when you heard a bang by the door making Damon alert. He grabbed you, him behind and you in front as a shield.
In came your siblings, Marcel, and more vampires.
“Wow. Such a dramatic entrance,” Damon rolled his eyes.
“Leave her alone,” Marcel shouted.
“Oh are you the guy she loves? Huh. I thought originals didn’t love anybody because they were the cruelest and heartless monsters,” Damon retorted.
“Says the guys who didn’t care about anyone else’s feelings and killed their girlfriends brother. And made someone a vampire. And then killed their brothers best friend,” you said.
“Remember I won’t hesitate to kill you,” Damon glared at you.
“Or what?” You rolled your eyes.
“Or-,” Damon was cut off by a his neck snapping. Everybody looked behind him seeing none other than Stefan Salvatore.
“Sorry about him. He turned off his emotions and him doing this wasn’t right,” Stefan apologized, staring at Rebekah.
“He turned the switch off? I didn’t notice,” you said, Marcel and your siblings taking the stakes off of you.
“I’m seriously sorry,” Stefan apologized.
“Its fine. Not your fault,” you said, running to Marcel and hugging him. He kissed your forehead hugging you tightly to his chest.
You saw Rebekah looking at Stefan as he picked up the white oak stake.
“Here,” he said, passing the stake to her.
“Thanks,” Rebekah mumbled as their hands touched.
You looked at Marcel, smiling as you both saw how your sister was looking at Stefan.
You got out of Marcel’s grip, going to hug your older siblings.
“Well you look horrible little sister,” Kol said.
“Oh shut up Kol,” you chuckled.
“I’m glad you’re safe little sister,” Klaus smiled as he hugged you.
“I’m glad you’re not killing people right now Nik,” you joked as you hugged him as tight.
“Three days without you darling. It got very lonely,” Elijah smiled at you.
“Three days has it been?” You asked.
“Yes it has. I’m glad you’re fine,” Elijah said, his pearly whites showing as he grinned at you. You turned to look at all the familiar faces of the other vampires you hugged them all into a group hug.
“Where’s Rebekah?” Kol asked.
“She was here moments ago,” Klaus said.
“Guess she’s out having fun with the Salvatore,” you laughed, standing next to Marcel as he wrapped an arm around your waist.
“We just got you back and she goes out having fun with that boy? How dare she do that?” Kol asked.
“Its fine Kol. After all Becks needs to find love. Right Elijah?” You asked your noble brother.
“Right baby sister. Now Niklaus don’t kill Stefan,” Elijah said, glaring at Klaus.
“I would never brother,” Klaus smirked, shrugging in the process. You all rolled your eyes. Nothing but happy at this moment. Leaving the warehouse as you all walked home. Not before asking Marcel’s minions to chain Damon to a secret cell that was hidden in the warehouse.
Rebekah came next day with a smile on her face, her heels in one hand, and her hair ruffled in all places. You smiled at her and she did to you.
All alone, above the checkered skyline, the singular light glowed from the two-corner office. A few floors below, some lights remained on, though the employees were long since gone for the night. A few more below that, the lights came on and went off in an almost rhythm as the cleaning crew worked through the offices and rooms, headphones on and disinterested in much of the actual happenings of the business.
AU where humans have reproduction system similar to asari (females can mate with other species and get pregnant and males can impregnate female of other species) but you still need to do the banging part to reproduce. A romanced Jaal's reaction to learning that and his and the crew's reaction to learning Ryder is pregnant ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (detailed I know, I actually wanted this as a fanfic but couldn't find anyone to write it)
You got it *finger guns*
Not exactly what you asked but I thought this worked ok. Hope you like it! Excuse the spelling mistakes! Will edit after, I just wanted to get this out while I had the chance.
Thank you guys for all the asks!
The test was staring back at her, and an extremely surprised Lexi was gapping at her.
“Pregnant. You’re… How?” Lexi struggled.
“Come on doc, I’m pretty sure you know the answer to that one.” Ryder sighed.
“Joking. At a time like this? Ryder..”
“It’s ok. The shock is starting to wear off. Well, at least that question on if Angara and Humans are biologically compatible is answered.” She chuckled.
“We still have to be careful. Yes you are pregnant. 2 weeks pregnant from the looks of the scan. But whether your body will be able to carry the child to full term is another thing. Just… Be prepared.” Lexi explained.
“Read you loud and clear doc. I should… Probably let Jaal know. Right?”
Lexi thought on it for a moment then nodded.
Jaal was in the tech lab as always. Tinkering away at some left over remnant tech Peebee had lent him. He noticed her come in. Standing up for his place at the desk he enveloped her in his arms, like always.
“My darling one!”
“Jaal, you literally saw me 3 hours ago.”
“Every moment without you feels like a small eternity.” Jaal smiled, kissing her softly then pulling away.
He noticed she was looking down at her feet, wringing her hands. Something was wrong.
“So… What’s your thoughts on family. Having one I mean.” She blurted.
“I have one. My siblings and cousins, mothers, you.” He smiled.
“But, what do you think about having more in it. Like… If it grew a little.”
“You are being very… Ambiguous. But if you mean children, then yes. It’s something I see in the future. A bigger family. With you of course. Adoptions may be our only option though, seeing as we are a different species.” He said, holding her hands in his larger ones.
“Biology may not be a problem.” She mumbled.
Sara took a deep breath, ‘Now or never.’ She thought.
“I’m pregnant. Lexi confirmed it this morning. It’s a mostly human fetus with traces of Angara DNA.” She said, still looking at her feet.
“I’m going to have a baby. Our baby.” She reiterated.
Jaal was shell shocked for a moment. Questions firing off in his mind but then he looked at her. At her tiny hands. Her chest, rising and falling with air, going noticeably quicker, possibly due to fear. Then his eyes trailed down to her stomach. A baby, their baby, was growing in there.
Before Sara could say or do anything Jaal had her up in his arms, spinning her around.
“A baby! Our baby!” He yelled, grinning wide and proud.
He set her down, showering her face with kisses, hugging her tightly.
“Jaal, you’re happy?”
“Of course, why wouldn’t I be?”
“We’ve only been together a short while. I love you more than anything don’t get me wrong, but this is a… Huge leap.”
“Are you unsure?”
“I want the baby, of course, but I’m worried. My family wasn’t very big on… Togetherness. We loved each other in our own way but they were always very distant. What if I’m the same? Angara are an emotional race. Your children are raised together as a group. What if I’m not able to be like that? I want to love this child with everything I am, but what if bad parenting is genetic?” She sighed.
Jaal’s eyes softened. He kissed her forehead and smiled.
“You are more kind and loving that anyone I know and any child you bore would be honoured to have you as their mother.” He smiled, hand caressing her cheek.
Sara grinned back but then she remember what Lexi had said.
“There’s also that matter of if I can even carry the baby to full term.”
“But… You’re pregnant.”
“Yes, but there are still many things that could go wrong. We’re still a different species. Whether my body will be able to carry the baby is still up in the air. Lexi is still running tests. I just didn’t want to hide this from you. I’m sorry if I’ve upset you now.”
“Darling. You could never upset me. What ever happens… Happens. But I’m confident. I think we will be meeting this tiny Ama Darav Ryder child soon.” Jaal smirked.
About 2 months in and everything was looking good. Jaal and Ryder decided that it was safe to tell the rest of the crew and his family about the pregnancy.
They broke the news over breakfast to the crew. Confused at first, naturally, but supportive. Drack nearly knocked Jaal fluing with the pat on the back he got.
“Stuff strong enough to impregnate cross species. Good for you kid.” He jabbed.
“Ew Drack!” Peebee gagged.
“I’m gonna be an uncle!” Liam exclaimed punching Jaal’s arm.
“Names yet? Girl or boy? Need me to acquire some baby stuff? Crib, toys, anything? I know a guy?” Vetra offered, patting her arm.
Cora and the rest of the crew congratulated them. The news left everyone buzzed and happy for the rest of the day, baby names, gender bets being the topic for the rest of the day.
They were paying a visit to Harval to give Jaal’s mother the great news.
“Jaal, Sara!” Sahuna called as they neared.
Hugging them both she ushered them inside. The rest for the Ama Darav family bustling inside. Sahuna found the kitchen empty and made them tea.
“To what do I owe the visit? All is well I hope?” She asked as she poured the tea.
“Better than ok. Mother… We have some amazing news.” Jaal smiled, holding Sara’s hand, staring lovingly into her eyes.
“What is it?”
“Sara is. With child. With our child. Our species are biologically compatible. She can carry the baby to full term.” Jaal explained.
The reaction was immediate. Sauna jumped for joy, circling them both into a tight hug.
“I am so happy! We must being preparations at once! A blessing ceremony. And bonding ceremony. I must get one of the monks to put the derive together…”
“Hush, let me fuss over you! This is a joyous day! Sara my dear do you need anything. Hungry? Thirsty? Any pain? I have Angaran herbal remedies that will help any discomfort, and come to me with questions.”
“Thank you Sahuna-.”
“Please you are our family now. I am as much your mother now as any of them.”
Sara smiled and thanked her.
“There will be some hard liners that will not approve of this. It may be dangerous with the Roekar on Harval.” Sahuna sighed.
“We know that. There’s always Meridian though.” Sara answered, squeezing her hand reassuringly.
“I just wish they could be here together.”
“Where ever we go, we know your blessing and love will follow. That will be enough. Thank you, for accepting this so graciously. I’ll be forever grateful.” Sara said, glad for her support.
“You will always have my blessing. Wherever you both go.” Sahuna assured.
Jaal and Sara lay on his bed in his tiny room together. The glowing Havarl fauna was the only thing lighting the room.
Jaal’s arm was wrapped around Sara, his other hand was resting on the small but growing bump on her stomach.
“I love you.” He sighed into her hair.
Grinning, she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him.
“Pretty fond of you too.” She giggled.
“Our child is going to end up the most sarcastic being alive thanks to you.”
“You bet your ass sonny.”
“Bet my what?”
Jaal could only groan and bury his head into her neck while Ryder laughed at his expense.
“I love you too.”
The day that she’d be getting married.The day that she’d walk down the aisle and make vows to her future husband.The day that she’d be legally binded to her partner - as husband and wife.
And Harry didn’t like that she was going to get married. Not at all. But he had a perfect reason (according to him) as to why he didn’t want the wedding to happen; he was still in love with her.
The two of them had dated for several months and despite the fact that it’d been just about 2 years since the break up, the feelings Harry had towards her didn’t go away.Everyone thought he was over her,including his friends, and he should have been because it had been 2 years and they were friends now.
Friends who acted like nothing happened between them.Like they hadn’t spent several months together.Like they never spend nights lying in bed with stolen kisses.Like he’d never touched her in the most intimate way.Like they never used to wake up with her in his shirt as he gazed at her adoringly….Like they were never in love.
It was hard enough for the love of his life to be with another man, but to be married was what tore Harry apart.That is why he couldn’t stand to watch the wedding ceremony take place.It would break his heart…Smash it into pieces as if it were glass.
He couldn’t watch her marry someone that wasn’t him.He really couldn’t. He tried fiddling with the envelope he was planning on giving her to distract himself; however that only made matters worse because all he could think about was their time together.So Harry stood up and abandoned his chair while clutching the envelope in his hand.
“ ’M gonna go now mum.Just realised I have a meeting with Jeff online,” Harry uttered out,a tired sad smile placed on his face. He was so desperate to go home that he lied to his mother yet she never noticed the lie as she stood up to give him a small hug. “Don’t have too much fun,“ Anne spoke aloud with a smile on her face.He was working too hard.
He exited the chapel and had planned to leave straightaway but first things first, he needed to say ‘goodbye’ to the woman he loved and make an excuse as to why he was leaving.He couldn’t tell her the real reason….That is what the letter was for.
Harry walked towards her dressing room, the room in which she was supposed to be getting ready in.He stopped at the door and knelt down to drop the envelope that he had held in his hand from the moment that he had left his car.
Standing back up, he steadied his hand before raising it into a fist.He hit the door once, staying silent as a voice spoke up from the inside of the room.”Can you please wait?I’ll just be a couple of minutes.”
Harry didn’t wait any longer; it was officially time to leave.So as fast as he could run in a suit, he ran to his car.
Once reaching the vehicle,he placed his hands on it, breathing in and out.He opened the car door, igniting the engine as he placed the keys in its place and sat in his seat before shutting the door.Harry moved the handbrake , feet pressing against the pedal while he looked at the rear view mirror. He drove off as tears threatened to leave his eyes.He sniffled to keep the tears at bay and bit the inside of his cheek but there was no way that he regret leaving.
The girl opened the door of her dressing room to find no-one there. Didn’t she just hear a knock?Maybe her wedding nerves were getting the best of her.She was about to shut the door when her eyes hit the floor where an envelope lay.
Grabbing it off the floor, she read the name…It was addressed to her. As she read the letter, she bit her lip, eyes reading each and every line.
I should have started this letter with a ‘dear,darling’ or another term of endearment but didn't because our friendship hasn't come that far; we’re just a couple of people hanging out in the same group.
I shouldn't be doing this, writing this letter but I have to because maybe then that burning feeling in my chest will go away. Maybe it won’t but I’ll feel better.
Remember when the both of us broke up a couple of years back?I was a bloody mess, crying my eyes out until my heart hurt and I fell asleep, just to start again the next day. I didn't do anything for days, just lied in bed wanting you back but I couldn't get you back,could I? Because I was the one that let you go.
You know as humans, we want others to be happy and I wanted the same for you.And as stupid as it may sound, that’s why I broke up with you.I loved you but you deserved better; you still do.
A week after we broke up, I flew to LA.I stayed there for a few months then came back for a bit before flying off again. Everyone thought I had work to do, that the writing for the album had to be done so I played along.Realistically I left because the weather was getting to me; it’s just so dreary and cold.I needed a bit of warmth.
Another reason why I left was so I could escape the places that reminded me of you. The coffee shop we used to drink in, the park we used to walk in.Everything.Especially our my bedroom.
I nearly did forget the way your nose scrunches when you’re disgusted by something.The way your eyes crinkle when you smile.The way we kissed, the way your body felt against mine; until I came to London ,December that year.
I remember everything so clearly.Nick wanted to hold a party.A party where the music is supposed to blur out the conversations. But that party was more like a get-together because all we did was joke around and drink some beer.It might have been due to the alcohol consumed but that night I felt relaxed; til you walked in.
When you walked in, I’m surprised that I didn’t stop breathing.You looked stunning,absolutely stunning.I should have been used to the fact that you’re naturally gorgeous but it had been a year since we last saw each other.
You looked breathtaking,however that wasn’t the only reason I felt like losing my breath….You were with another man. Couldn’t believe that you moved on because I was pretty much still single.For a few seconds, I thought he was a friend of yours until he pressed a kiss on your cheek like I used to.He was your boyfriend, the guy you’re marrying today.
You stood at the door, smiling at everybody but then you did something unexpected.You started to walk towards me. I thought that maybe you were walking to someone else…There was no-one beside me. You kept walking so I stood up to greet you.
You uttered out a ‘hi’.All you got in response was a tight smile etched on my face before you turned away.His arm was around your waist,like mine used to be.And I think that’s when I knew, knew that even after a year without you, you still had my heart.
Like I once said; forever and always shall my love to you be.
All the love.
The soon to be bride, after reading the letter, dropped it to the floor.Tears were now pooled at her eyes.The letter had left her shaken;so shaken that she was now unsure of everything.
Unsure of if the letter was legitimate.Unsure if she was ready to get married to the man waiting outside for her.Unsure if he was really the man she wanted to spend her life time with,unsure if he was the right man for her.
She had to leave the wedding, just as Harry had done.She couldn’t marry her soon to be husband, not when she was so unsure of everything.The tears that were pooled in her eyes, were now trailing down her face.Her make up was smudged but did she care?No.
Because in the hidden depths of her heart, she knew that she still loved Harry.
Request: Do you think you can write some protective/rough Gale Hawthorne smut? ;) If not him, then maybe Elijah from TO please? :) Can I just ask to see if you can try and not make it like he demands a blow job/spanking or something? Just something about those, man - Thank chu :3
Pairings: Elijah Mikaelson x Reader
Warnings: swearing, smut
Word Count: 1139
This is pure smut, btw, and I know it’s kinda short… :/
(gifs not mine, credits to owners)
“I cannot believe you!” He said, voice a little bit louder, a little rougher, and all in all angry. “What?! That I saved your sorry ass brother’s life?!” You screamed back. “Klaus can take care of himself! He’s a hybrid!” He argued. “And I’m a 900 year old vampire, fighting off three vampires! Do you always think that I’m that weak?” You asked, voice cracking. He sighed and walked to you, grabbing each arm tenderly.