#cant wait for them to become vamp

[pinkpastels113]

I'm holding up my hands like a little kid waiting for candy and am asking for some more vamp!chloe beale headcanons pretty please

PHEW the way i saved this ask for last bc i am READY to give you a lil treat rolo (im so glad there's people also feral for vamp!chloe):

inspired from cheapthrillsbeca's fic(s)

chloe can tell how the person that she's drinking the blood from is feeling. like if they're scared, horny, on cloud nine, etc

chloe can walk in the daylight. "evolution" is the best response HAHA cuz like dude it's the 21st century come on now-

(but maybe she would need like high spf sunscreen or an umbrella or shades or something if she has a beach day or anything like that where she would be in harsh direct sunlight for long periods of time, otherwise she would get vampire sunburn/major headache if not)

she CAN drink human blood and it DOES taste amazing to her but she usually drinks animal blood unless someone specifically requests to be bitten and drank from (but more about this below)

they def (bechloe) have HEAVY make-out sessions/rut when she drinks from beca ADFGHJSK and beca is desperate/horny for it

chloe doesn't need human food to survive. i think it's kind of like. a snack sorta thing for her. like a kitkat. like you cant get full from it but you can enjoy the taste and share the activity (eating human food) with friends and catch up w them

OKAY MY OWN

vampires are inherently sexual and hot. i personally believe that in order for them to "allure" their "prey" they have to have some kind of strong pull of attraction radiating from them, almost magnetic, esp towards people that they also find attractive, so that it makes it easier to... yknow :)

even tho it was mainly for pp spookfest my fic implies that chloe has this. like. hunger on halloween every year for human blood. bc like that line from hocus pocus: "halloween is the one night of the year where the spirits of the dead can return to earth", and like. y'know? the one night of the year where chloe feels particularly inhuman/undead ig. she becomes a tiny bit feral (kind of like the vampire version of hangry for us)

(beca counts the days down till halloween for this reason^^)

her fangs don't exactly retract? or protrude. they just sort of sit there in her mouth. but they extend and become sharper when drinking human blood. or when she wants to. (bc just bc she won't until she gets consent or when it's halloween and she needs it doesn't mean that she doesn't crave it from time to time lmao.) like basically her fangs are just sharper than her surrounding teeth (i have two teeth that are sharper than the others lmao so this is not that farfetched) but it's not super noticeable until you get really close but they will become even pointy-er and longer when she's drinking/thinking about drinking (for those hazbin hotel watchers out there this is the same concept as charlie shifting into demon mode whenever she's super mad, upset, frustrated, and im assuming Excited as well :))

oh also her eyes kind of shine when the whole fang thing happens

havent decided when she's Turned yet but hmm 1970s? during the wars? what do we think yall

super flirty bc "they won't last anyway so might as well as fun while they do" and "i'll outlive them so might as well fill every second with love" kinda thing. but then beca comes alongg teehee

that's it for now!! but open to thinking more about it :33

[somethinspecial]

Jjba Oc/ Insert Info!

Name: Louis Bell Basil

Namesake: Louis Armstrong

Nicknames: Lou, Bells, Dog, Vamp

Nicknames for others: Dear, Hun, my Love

Gender identity: Afab trans man

Height: 5’6

Weight: 145 lbs

Hair color: brunette

Eye color: Blue

Type of Voice: mid toned with a Cajun accent

Eyesight: worsting over time (wears contacts in later years)

Race and/or ethnicity: white, Cajun French

Hometown/ country: New Orleans/Chalmette

Current residency: Egypt

Religion: n/a

Moral alignment: Lawful neutral

MBTI personality type: Enfp

Medical/Dental health: Arthritis as well as constant trips to the hospital due to work

Mental health: has Anxiety as well as forms of ptsd

Phobias: various but tends to research whatever he fears to desensitize

Scars/Burns/Birthmarks/Tattoos: many scars and other injuries. Has beauty marks and a darker red mark barely noticeable in between brows

Criminal record: n/a

Awards and education: graduated high school, scouted out by the speedwagon foundation and furthering his education into becoming a bodyguard for them.

Past experience: parental divorce leading to a drastic move that took him away from most of his family at a young age.

Thoughts on love: a Romantic at heart even if he acts like it’s silly

Sexual/romantic identity: Pan/ aroace spectrum

People they like: Mya, his grandfather and aunts, some coworkers, thinks highly of the crusaders and later gets to know some through Mya, enjoys the children in the small town he lives in

People they hate: Dio, his minions, his mother for taking him away from his old life and constant abuse of him and his siblings, rude people

Dreams for the future: wants to settle down. Hopes that he can keep up his job as bodyguard to Chaka in the foundation but also works in babysitting/other tasks around town when Chaka’s also at work.

Relationships: close friends with Mya, in a romantic relationship with Chaka

Quotes: “(i’ll)Be back soon”

Hobbies: Horseback riding, working out, reading

Habits: Nail biting, bathing when stressed

Quirks/ unique personality traits: cant help but laugh when others laugh, can be childish, reading out loud, spouting out odd facts

Pet Peeves: loud chewing, fake yelling noises (panics him)

Stand Type: Attack

Stand Name: Little Fang

Stand Range: 2 meters

Destructive power: A

Speed: C

Range: D

Stamina/ Persistence: B

Precision:B

Developmental potential: A

Stand abilities: Long Claws able to rip through Enemies. If blood is ingested, the enemy stand will be forced into a zombie like state unable to attack. This state can only be cured by either waiting 101 days or consuming animal souls (can be sped up quicker with human souls)

Stand Weakness: poor defence, a glass canon

Battle Cry: BOW

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Favourite band: The Bangles

Favourite color: warm colors (or Baja Blast Blue shh Ofc he knows what a Baja blast is)

Favourite animal: cats

Favourite movie: Bambi

Favourite school subject: Science

[messenger-of-stupidity]

However, Your Mother

Welcome back to another Shaw Mates Group Chat Post that totally hasn't been sitting completed in my drafts for over a month because I forgot to post it nope not at all that would be utterly ridiculous ahahaha

This is pretty short though because my brain has been filled with angst for the past several months and crack isn't really doing much for me atm.

CW: Angel is back on their crack shit but keeps getting rejected, Baabe is living for the gossip, Sweetheart is a bit more active, Sam just wants some normality but he should know better by now fr fr

Actual CW: Crack, Cursing, Shenanigans, GN Listeners, Any gendered terms are purely for the memes and should not be taken seriously in any kind of way.

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Sweetheart: My supervisor is literally dog turds

Angel: i dont know whether to be happy i wasnt first or upset that u didnt say cat litterbox droppings

Baabe: what happened invisi?

Sweetheart: Were circling back to that nickname later. Whats wrong is that theyre making me stay late

Angel: but but 2nites mate nioght

Sweetheart: I know it is thats why Im upset

Baabe: theres only one thing left to do. we cause a error in the computer system and hold their information hostage so that way invisi can sneak out. get it? sneak? cause theyre a stealth? im so funny.

Sam: I knew it was too much to hope that for once this was a normal and legal conversation, and yet I did so regardless. Good lord.

Angel: vamp daddy

Angel: welcome to another episode of davey is gonna kill me

Baabe: whatd you do?

Angel: hol up a sec i need to wait for invisi and vamp daddy to be here

Baabe: if this was discord we could @ them.

Angel: omg it would be so fun to have a mates disc call

Baabe: IT WOULD

Sam: This is the highest level of my tolerance. I don't think I could handle a group call with all of you. Especially without David to monitor.

Angel: davey do be a sexy supervisor vroom vroom

Sam: I'm never going to be able to look at David the same now. Thank you for that.

Angel: yw now where is my invisible hoe

Baabe: imma call them.

Angel: that just leaves vamp daddy and me (っ˘ڡ˘ς)

Sam: Oh dear lord.

Angel: nope just me

Sweetheart: Whatd I miss

Baabe: angel fucked up again.

Sweetheart: Oh good

Angel: cool now that everyones here

Angel: how does one get dough off high ceilings and back into the kitchen

Sam: Do I even want to know how you managed that?

Baabe: by asking you have become complicit. congrats!

Sam: Shit.

Sweetheart: Before I tell you I wanna know how tf you managed to do that

Angel: so i was making pizza rite

Baabe: its gonna be a multi text situation. neat.

Angel: and the impulsive urge to yeet that motherfucker at the ceiling with the force of a thousands suns came upon this bitch

Sam: And that should be a lesson in control, kiddos.

Angel: but i couldnt do it in the kitchen because i wasnt in the kitchen

Sweetheart: Then where tf were you

Angel: in davey and me bedroom

Baabe: omg this keeps getting better. i cant wait to tell Ash.

Angel: we have hella high ceilings so i got on the bed and threw the dough at the ceiling

Angel: now its stuck and davey is gonna come home any minute

Sweetheart: I lied I have no idea how to get pizza dough off high ceilings I just wanted to hear the story hehehehe

Angel: ((유∀유|||))

Baabe: all mates are wonderful. all werewolves are awesome (except chrissy all my homies hate chrissy) but Ash is by far the best. <3

Angel: omg i literally luv my house husband

Sweetheart: Disagree what evidence do you have

Baabe: three words invisi.

Angel: i love you

Baabe: no

Angel: rejected by my waifu im never gonna financially recover alexa play the wheels on the bus

Baabe: breakfast. in. bed.

Sweetheart: Three words for you

Angel: i love you

Sweetheart: No

Angel: rejected twice in one day by my waifus alexa play arabian nights

Sweetheart: Crumbs. In. Bed.

Sam: Why was this what I had to come in to?

Angel: sam wont reject me will u vamp daddy

Sam: Without hesitation I absolutely will.

Angel: im literally gonna kms ༼ ༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ༽

[mvlkavian]

srry this is gen 10 babybabababyb  im justlove my new resahde i made mixed w softerhaze new lighting 

[zalrb]

"It was as if Stefan was caressing the entirety of Elena’s body -- the sensation was overwhelming; she could feel the movement of his touch between her legs, and she ached to feel the power of him solid within her, to feel the magnitude of them; she hadn’t realized just how much she missed the love they made during their time apart. The pangs of desire she felt were so acute, she was lightheaded but the only desire stronger than her physical one was the desire to keep looking at him, to study him, bask in his gaze. He was there. With her. Again. Always."

no one does "always" better than stelena

"His certainty that she could get through this had become her certainty and had improved her mood significantly, allowing her to move on to the next part of his regimen: vamp speed."

lol the foreshadowing

LOL STELENAS MAKE OUT SESSION IS HOTTER THAN ANY DELENA SEX SCENE DAMN

"I mean it," she said, lifting his head so she could hold either side of his face and look into his eyes. "I'll kill anything that gets in our way."

He cleared his throat. “"What do you want to do?"

Elena looked at him. “I don’t - I -you said we should train.” 

“Yes, but what do you want to do? You, Elena?” There was a hint of frenzy in his tone, his expression.

me, knowing that this is one of the worst things that couldve happened to stelena, considering how much stefan values elena's autonomy:

“It’s about Elena,” said Stefan.

Klaus scoffed. “Naturally.” 

KLAUS IS SO PETTY. and jealous 🤣🤣🤣

“Stefan, you would never make me do something I didn’t want to do.”

“Not intentionally but you can’t live with this over your head.”

Elena nodded. “I agree.” She touched his arm. “So we’ll figure it out. We’ll find a way to break it.” 

Stefan moved out of her hold. “Yeah, I will.”

THIS HURTS. like... this hurts ME as a reader. cant even imagine how elena must feel hearing this. not only is she a new vamp with heightened emotions but shes also sired to this man. hes basically pulling the rug out from under her feet

“How many times are you going to do this? You did this at the Mikaelson ball,” she said angrily. “You did this over the summer. You did it last year---”

“It’s just until I figure this out.”

“We will figure this out! I’m not just going to sit around and do nothing.”

Stefan cleared his throat. “OK so then you can see if Bonnie has any information and I will work it from my end and---”

“You’re missing the part where we do this together.”

She was shouting. “What did you think I meant when I said that it was me and you? Always? Always, Stefan, does that mean nothing to you?”

He looked at her sharply. It means everything to me. But he didn’t say it. Elena searched his eyes, waiting for a response and when he refused to give her one, she couldn’t help but start to cry, and everything in Stefan shifted. 

He touched her face. "No, no, no, don’t cry,” he had said it without thinking but the second he did, Elena took a shuddering breath and stopped.

Stefan started shaking his head.“See? This is exactly why we can’t be around each other.”

I. AM. DROWNING. IN. ANGST.

“And it won’t! We’ll figure it out together. It’s what I want and I know it’s what you want too.”

“It’s not,” he said definitively. “It’s not what I want.”

Stefan almost faltered at the betrayal on Elena’s face. 

“You’re lying,” she whispered.

“It’s not what I want,” he said again. “I mean it.” 

He left and when he was sure he was out of earshot, fell apart."

LOL klaus was SO petty this fic.

THIS HURTS. like… this hurts ME as a reader. cant even imagine how elena must feel hearing this. not only is she a new vamp with heightened emotions but shes also sired to this man. hes basically pulling the rug out from under her feet

which is also why i was like she also has to get angry and indignant, it's not just bewildered and sad, it would make sense for her to be like are you fucking kidding me but i didn't want it to have the steroline feel in season 8

i wanted it more like a very heightened 3x05

[blueiight]

Im trying to read tvc but Im struggling with qotd cause I'm finding all the conflicts to be kind of lacking stakes? Cause I'M still mad about what Armand did to Claudia but it seems like no one else cares anymore. Is this just what the series is cause they're immortal and they get over things cuz I'm not sure I wanna keep going with the series at this point? This is just my sensibilites but I feel like seeing Claudia get murdered on television is going to be a lot more painful and hard to get over.

its entirely up to u w/ how far u want to engage with the immortal universe. i personally found qotd engaging for lore purposes at the very least if nothing else.. the stakes of conflicts do escalate imo, which may be why u feel like they dont matter as much or have stakes anymore as u worded it bc theyre not concentrated to select character dynamics asin the earlier books, but multiple characters dealing w a wider conflict that may not be as easy to ascertain?.. qotd introduces the reader to the mythical origin of vampires in the ricean universe and focuses more on the figures / concepts introduced [twmbk, akasha] at the end of tvl.. i think it was the last book where rice had her editors & after , fired such, but there are some aspects of the later series i do find engaging. the reversal of power dynamics for lxl in tobt: where les begs to be lew’s fledgling and lew is more comfortable openly professing his adoration to les.. & if nothing else, u will find lestat engaging w claudia’s ghost memory in tobt, more of armand’s backstory/rationale in tva & later lew being haunted by clauds to be somewhat engaging. i think ppl who believe amc louis knows of the revelations his white cousin learned in merrick2000 wrt to claudia playing a role into why hes more generous to lestat v his scorned voice in the 70s show interview reliant on his view of lestat’s role in claudia’s death in the second interview r onto something.. i think w the idea that “vampires r created out of trauma” the show sells too suggest that they wont be shy about claudia’s death not only in terms of the actual means but also the repercussions wrt to other characters [i had another anon who asked about this <3] lestat says in qotd most of the vampires long to be human, bc being human has become a myth to [them]. some of this notion of ‘humanity’ is entangled in this idea of forgiveness, even for the most vile of acts committed against them or their close ones.. rice’s immortal universe rly present a fascinating take on what it means to be immortal, and what these creatures consider ‘forgivable’ v ‘unforgivable’ can be considered anywhere from arbitrary to extremely irrational and unforgivable otherwise even, by any decent standards. characters r allowed to be inconvenient, ugly, disturbing, and make foolish decisions. but to say lxl dont care for claudia past a certain point i cant rly agree with that fully. i dont think the tragedy of claudia’s end diminishes her arc or is any indication of ‘faulty’ writing: in fact like i said the reminiscence on claudia vs her haunting of select parts of the later books r what i think r some of its most compelling sections that i want to see the screen. the show pivots from the books in several key ways, while drawing upon them in several more. if the series during/post qotd is not ur thing, u dont rly care for the new posse of vamps , and/or u would rather wait for the later seasons of the show to see how u adapted that is perfectly fine.

[fuck-goes-on]

Sire Max Phillips and Baby Bat Eddie

warning/s: slight blood, bad vampire lore, fluff, eventual father-son dynamic

note/s: this was just supposed to be a normal talk post but then i turned it into a headcanon because i actually want this to be a thing

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gifs belong to @javier-pena and @artemiseamoon

we all know max phillips is one big giant bloodsucking bastard that fucking turned the whole office into vampires with or without their consent because, i dont fucking know, sales??

and of course we all know eddie, our baby freshman, is a cute lil psychology major who liked buffy because she was nice to him but unfortunately died two times BECAUSE of her??

what if these two very different characters were in the same universe 🤔

imagine one night eddie just couldn’t handle the bloodlust anymore— he’s been holding that part of himself back because he doesn’t want to be a monster— but it got to be too much and he was forced to go out and find someone to drink from.

at this point, eddie looks like utter shit. he’s thin, pale, eyes are sunken and black, and his fangs are out. he’s dizzy, he’s stumbling, and nobody is around for him to attack.

eventually he collapses from exhaustion and hunger. if there were people who saw him, they probably thought him to be a homeless person and didn’t bother to help.

this is when max finds him, i dont know how he finds him but he does ok dont question it.

at first max doesn’t give a shit, why would he? he doesn’t owe any other vampire anything, so why should he care about this young vampire who probably feels like hes going to die again which he definitely does not know how it feels because of his own sire that left him to fend for himself with no knowledge of being a vampire-

oh

well

max reluctantly carries the poor bat up on his back and reluctantly speeds to his apartment to reluctantly give the boy a bag of donated blood. when eddie stirs from the scent of it, max watches him sink his fangs into the bag and fucking gulp the whole thing down.

no it does not make him happy that the boy is looking significantly healthier and better than how he found him.

after eddie eats his fill, he finally realises that he has company and is very scared but also relieved. scared because thats his natural reaction whenever hes with somebody he doesnt know (also because hes in the house of somebody he doesnt know) but hes relieved because this older vampire helped him and maybe will continue to help him.

HOWEVER max is allergic to feelings and emotions so he kicks eddie out after making sure the kid is ok.

jokes on him tho, eddie follows max around like a lost puppy. he doesn’t know anybody else who’s a vampire and he can’t really go up and ask people if they are without them thinking he’s delusional, so OF COURSE hes gonna attach himself to the only 'role model' he knows.

max hates it. max hates that the kid keeps knocking on his door to stay at his place. max hates that the kid looks like a sad baby bat whenever he refuses to let him in. max hates that he lets the kid in at the first sight of his pout. max hates that he shares his blood supply, that he pays cash money for, to this kid who doesn’t even want to learn how to hunt like a proper vampire. most of all, max hates how he’s getting soft for the damn kid.

one day, eddie asks if there were more vampires than him and max, and max goes like, dude how the fuck do you think we became vampires in the first place???

so max brings eddie to his work place to show him around (bring your child to work day) and how the whole office is turned into vampires, like his own little coven of bats, and eddie is both amazed and terrified.

“so... you turned everybody in the office?”

“well not everybody, but only the ones i know will do a better job once they are one.”

“they all listen to you? depend on you?”

“well, i am their boss and their sire, so they really have no choice.”

“... do i have a sire?”

“... yes and no.”

cue sad eyes from eddie because he realises that the person who was responsible for turning him was supposed to help him but didn’t.

max has a sudden surge of anger directed to his baby bat’s sire, how dare they leave him behind all alone without any—

hold on

his baby bat?

fuck

it takes a few days for max to come to terms that he now sees this adorable, too good for this world boy somehow as his... son... but then he remembered how hard it was for him back when he first changed that he had nobody to lean onto.

now he has the opportunity to be that solid pillar for the boy to go to whenever he’s afraid or confused.

no he wasn't tearing up at the thought of having a son because he had always wanted a family of his own and cant have it anymore due to his immortality.

when he brings up the idea of becoming eddie's sire, at first eddie was like, you can do that?? how?? and THEN eddie was like, wait, you wanna be my sire 🥺?

"how does that even work?"

"you just drink from me."

"but we don't have blood? our hearts are dead."

"no shit sherlock."

little bit about that is max feeds naturally, as in hunt down a human and drink from them, and then eddie has to bite max and drink that blood from him.

dont fucking question it.

so they do the whole shebang shebang, now max has officially adopted taken eddie under his bat wing.

if max thought eddie was clingy when they first met, it doesn't compare to eddie actually having that close bond with max and always wanting to be with or around the older vamp.

and they lived happily ever after until the end of time 😌

just kidding :-))

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[it-was-all-a-beautiful-dream]

Mr. I want suck your blood - Pt 4

Warning: Mentions of violence and Swearing 

Word count: 2,451 

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In stories, Soulmates were meant to be the real deal. They were forever. They were two individuals who were brought together by the universe so their lives finally made perfect sense. 

You'd never heard of Soulmates ‘Taking a break’ or ‘Splitting up,’ it wasn't something that happened. That’s not what happened in the stories. 

Thats just the thing though. Life isn't a story. Life’s a bitch.

Y/N POV

It had been 1 Hour 19 minutes and 45 seconds since Carlisle shattered your world. 1 Hour, 22 minutes and 23 seconds since you had ripped out your IV line and stormed out of the Cullen house. 1 Hour, 28 minutes and 15 seconds, since Carlisle Cullen, your SOULMATE, decided to call it quits.

Carlisle’s words were still ringing in your ears. “It’s safer this way.” or “Now you can live a normal human life.” You felt numb. 

-1 Hour, 19 minutes and 45 seconds ago- 

You looked up as you saw Carlisle standing in the wooden door frame. You smiled and placed a hand on your fast beating heart relieved to see him unscathed. Bella had swiftly exited the room. It was just the two of you now. You could tell straight away that something was wrong. Your heart started racing again. 

You sat there and listened, as Carlisle took your hand and proceeded to shatter your world. He’d decided that being together, it was too dangerous. He couldn't put you in danger again, couldn’t watch you bleed in his arms again. You both argued. It was his over protective nature, that was the cause of this.

“What about Bella and Edward? She’s still human?!” Apparently it was an invalid argument. Invalid my ass. He wouldn't budge. He thought some time apart would be for the best, even if saying it did secretly pain him. 

You were angry, so angry that you ripped out your own IV, not without gagging of course. The screaming and arguing drew the attention of the rest of the Cullen household. Bella was trying to calm you down and stop your arm from bleeding, while Edward and Esme were talking to Carlisle. 

You didn't care anymore. How dare he. How could he do this to you? You didn't ask for this life. You'd been dragged into it head first. You'd accepted him for all he was. Before all of this you WERE a normal teenager, with normal teenage problems! 

You didn't want normal anymore. You wanted Carlisle, the Volturi, wolves and blood singers. You wanted it all, but just like that, he took it away. 

You hadn't wasted any time running through the house, past Alice, Rose and Jasper and to your car. You say run, more like fast walked, your legs were still jelly from lying in bed the last couple of days. Alice had tried to stop you on the way out but Jasper told her to let you go, he could feel the pain and anger radiating of you in waves. 

The first thing you did when you got to your car was check your glove box for cigarettes. You got in and slammed the door, you could see Carlisle fighting to try and get passed Edward and Emmett but they wouldn't let him out. You looked over to see Bella running toward your car. You waited. She jumped in the passenger side and neither of you spoke a word.  You didn't have to. You started the engine and it came to life with a roar, you peeled out of the Cullen’s drive way with tears streaming down your face and a cigarette between your lips. You fucking hated Forks. 

Bella had made you pull over halfway home, scared the tears were clouding your vision. She was probably right, the road ahead did look quite blurry. You traded places and carried on towards home. She was talking to you but you weren't really listening, just watching the trees speed past in a blur, you were sure you could see other objects moving beside you through the trees just as fast, but blinked and they were gone.

-2 weeks later- 

Grand Piano by Nicki Minaj blared through the speakers on repeat, you sat staring blankly at your sketchpad, no inspiration, no drive.. nothing. It had been like this for two weeks. Bella had apparently been the same, but you just couldn't shake it. You'd shut yourself off from everyone. Only coming out of your room to get food and use the bathroom. You felt numb. 

You could tell your Mom and Charlie were starting to worry. They'd tried to talk to you, find out whats wrong. All they knew is someone broke your heart bad. You'd started having nightmares the first night you were without Carlisle. They felt like more than nightmares though, so vivid, almost like premonitions. You'd wake up still screaming in a cold sweat clutching your chest and crying. Crying for everything you lost when Carlisle let you go. You'd never been in love before and if it felt like this then you never wanted to be again. You didn't think you could love again. 

You were spaced out, the music was still playing in the background but your mind was somewhere else, another thing that had been happening since the accident. You just went places, like you were daydreaming, lost in a trance. This time was different though. It was if you were actually there, watching things unfold, only when you came to you were in your bedroom, your paints scattered everywhere, your sketchbook now covered in imagery. You gasped and flew back from your desk, the page awash with shades of vibrant red and black. You gagged. Blood….. and a symbol, it was an emblem of some sort. You shook your head and closed the book on the now dry paints. 

What the fuck. 

It happened a few more times after that. The spacing out, coming back to earth having drawn on something or once, even scratched symbols into your desk. You'd practically stopped sleeping. Too many thoughts in your head. Even Bella was getting worried, she knew what it was like to spiral and you were doing it at 100mph. She’d suggested talking to Carlisle but you shouted at her for even bringing him up. He left you and hadn't made any attempt to contact or see you. Why give him the satisfaction. 

You'd decided enough was enough. You had to start living your life again, or at least thats what you tried to tell yourself. Today you were going to see Seth. You’d become quite close friends with Seth since getting involved in the whole supernatural side of life but you'd been shutting him out for weeks, he knew what had happened with Mr I want to suck you blood, but he didn't ask questions, which you were grateful for. You thought it would do you some good to get outside and breath in the fresh air. You couldn't wallow in self pity any longer. 

It felt weird to be in normal clothes rather than ratty old pyjamas. You parked up, jumping out of your car, slinging your backpack over your shoulder. You had brought your sketchbook with you, you didn't know who to talk to about these things, so you were going to show one to Seth, just to see if he recognised anything. 

You couldn't help but breath deeply as the air floated off the salty sea and toward your face. You smiled as you watched Seth running down the beach. His boyish grin was charming and his smile grew as he got closer to you. He wrapped you in a hug and you hugged back desperate for a bit of normalcy. 

“Hey Seth,” You grinned, thankful for a bit of human, well in this case werewolf, connection. Yeah you had Bella.. and Alice had tried to stop by from time to time, but at the minute they were just a constant reminder of him…. 

“Y/N! I missed you, things have been so strange without seeing you around ya know!” You bumped his shoulder as you walked down the beach. It had been strange. You'd moved to Forks, got involved with Vamps and the supernatural and in all this time you'd never had any normal time to yourself, or with a friend. 

“I’m sorry I’ve been so distant, you know the whole…. thing…” He just nodded his head. You didn't have to explain, he was just happy you were there now.

You'd spent hours just walking and talking on the beach. While walking you had bumped into some of the others as well, Sam, Paul…. You got along with them too, but they had never agreed with your relationship. They seemed somewhat more comfortable around you now. Catching up was good, you felt a lot lighter when you walked, your heart a little less heavy, he was still in the back of your mind though, as much as you tried to think about anything else.

There was an abandoned fire pit a little further up from where you'd been talking with the others, logs surrounded the ashy mound, placed out like small earthy benches. You'd been collecting odd pieces of wood on the way, expecting to find it there. Yourself and Seth pilled the kindling high and he started a fire, he didn't really need to because of his heat, but it was still fun. As Seth continued the fire you reached around and grabbed your leather backpack, opening the zip and fishing inside for your paint covered sketchbook. He came to sit beside you as you started flicking through the pages. You tried to glance at him from the corner of your eye to read his expressions. 

“Y/N, these are pretty amazing, and… somewhat scary…” He looked at the book and then back at you. “What are they?” His finger traced the images and the symbols. 

You shook your head and flicked through the pages more rapidly. “I don't know S, I…if I tell you something you have to promise you wont tell anyone, not even Sam, not even Jake….” You gulped and looked up at him. He looked confused. You faltered a little, getting nervous you shut your book and started to shove it in your bag. “This was stupid, I should go…” You stood up trying to leave but Seth grabbed your hand. 

“I wont tell, you can trust me I promise.” You relaxed, still hesitant, you sat back down. You took the sketchbook back out and went to the first page, tracing the symbols and images, remembering how clearly you had seen them in your mind.

“I drew these. But I didn’t, at the same time.” Seth just looked even more confused now. “I think…. I think something happened to me when I was bitten S…. Something I cant explain. This symbol, I drew this, sat at my desk, one minute the sky outside was light, the next thing I knew it was dark, and the once blank page was covered in all these drawings!” You flicked through the book and sighed placing your head in your hands. He probably thought you were crazy. You sure felt crazy.

You felt his hand rest on your back as you hunched over sighing. “Y/N I’m a wolf, The Cullen’s are Vampires… crazier things have happened, i’ve just never heard of this crazy happening yet….”

You peaked at him from your hands. “Do you know what any of the symbols mean? I see them in my dreams as well, it’s like i’m watching a movie in my head, it’s like I'm there but no one can hear me or see me.. It feels so real.” You sit up, flicking through the pages, before you can turn to the next, Seth’s hand comes flying down stopping the process as he points to one of the symbols. 

“Y/N, I’ve seen that symbol before… I think it’s something to do with the cold ones.. the Volturi to be exact.” You groan. This cant be fucking happening. Not only were you dumped now you were having freaky Volturi dreams as well? You searched in your bag for your cigarettes, you held the packet out to Seth and he surprisingly took one. You grinned.

“Wow Sethy never took you for the rebel type.” He ruffled your hair and you shoved him. “Seriously though what am I going to do, this shouldn't be happening i’m human, I didn't turn, Carlisle made sure of that.” You couldn't hide the bitter tone in your voice. 

“I don’t know what it means Y/N, but I promise we will figure it out.. cant you talk to Cull…” You glared at him before he could finish his sentence. “Never mind, stupid idea, ignore me.” You laughed and you both carried on looking through the book. What the hell did this mean?

It was late now, Seth walked you to your car, his body still close to keep you warm, the sea breeze now icy cold on your skin. You sighed, part of you didn't want to leave, it was the first kind of normal you'd felt in a really long time, even before coming to Forks. Life in your old place had been really hard, You didn't fit in anywhere, you could count your friends on one hand and you had a strange relationship with your bio dad. You thought things would get easier, Forks had the smallest population and yet you managed to find yourself smack bang in the middle of all this drama, you'd thank Bella for that later. You thought it would be easier living here, maybe you were wrong. 

You turned, looking at Seth as you reached your car, you were about to tell him you'd had a nice time, ask him if he wanted to hang out again soon, but you couldn't speak. The waves sounded louder, the air around you felt thicker and you couldn't breath. You could hear Seth’s muffled voice in the background somewhere and a pair of arms shaking you but in your head you were somewhere else entirely. 

Cloaks of black floating across the white pearlescent snow, rivers of red blood flowing all around. Wicked eyes staring into yours, and then pain.

You screamed and grabbed your head, it felt like someone had jabbed it with a white hot poker. Images flashed before your eyes, Volturi, Snow, Red, Carlisle. You gagged, so much blood, so much pain. Then, nothing. 

Your mind went dark, no images now, no sound, just the sharp ache as you feel your body shut down and hit the solid ground, then the coldness surrounded you. 

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Torrential (Part 1/3)

Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: none.

Summary: When a summer thunderstorm hits Lebanon, a series of events unravels that leaves Dean surprised. As the storm rages on, it gives him a lot to think about.

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Dean had lost track of how many hours he had been driving. If he was being completely honest, he began to lose track around hour three, which was right about the time you cranked up the volume on the music and began humming along. Though his eyes mainly stayed fixed on the road ahead, he would occasionally glance over at you, smiling at how content you looked.

Sam had stayed back for once at the bunker, leaving You and Dean to take care of the Vamp nest in Indiana. Of course, it was no problem to you. You quite liked spending time with Dean. He was funny and kind, and a breath of fresh air in a world gone almost completely sour. You were glad to call the Winchesters your friends, your family.

When the impala crossed over the Kansas border, wheels finally in the home stretch towards the bunker, that’s when the rain started, your gasp of excitement almost making Dean jump. As the miles ticked down, the rain only worsened, but for some reason your smile grew.

Through the hypnotic sound of the windshield wipers and the pelting rain, you leaned forward in your seat, letting out a content sigh, “ When was the last time it rained this hard?”

Dean drummed his fingers across the wheel, turning down the dirt road towards the bunker, “I’m not sure. Usually when it does rain, we can’t even hear it in the bunker. Why you askin?”

“I don’t know. I was just voicing my inner thoughts.” You shrugged.

As the impala came to a slow stop outside the bunker, Dean let out a groan. He was undoubtedly going to have to wash Baby again once the storm blew past. The dirt road up to the bunker was anything but smooth, and when it mixed with rain, the bottom half of the vehicle always ended up caked in mud.

“Oh, don’t be such a grump. I’ll help you wash the impala when the sun comes out.” You smiled, clearly understanding the reason behind his groan.

“But- but I just washed her.” Dean whined, head falling back in defeat as he shut off the car.

“Well that’s all on you, my guy.” You chuckled, suddenly throwing open the passenger side door and stepping out into the curtain of water. Dean watched with slight amusement and raised eyebrows as you slammed the door shut, but instead of covering yourself and running towards the dry sanctuary of the bunker, you stayed put, tilting your head skywards with a massive smile, eyes fluttering shut.

Ever since you were little, something about rain had always seemed magical to you. You weren’t sure what it was exactly, but each time you stepped out into it, it felt cleansing.

This was a summer rain too. It was warm and cool at the same time and made all the colors around you bolder. The trees looked more lush and green, and the air smelled like fresh earth and wet cement. Almost as if the water itself was reviving a healthy glow that you had long been waiting to return. The air felt fuller, and so did you as you took a deep inhale.

There was a distant mechanical whir as Dean rolled down the window, leaning over the seat “Y/N , what the hell are you doing?” His voice laced with amusement as he watched you.

You could feel the water collecting on your lashes and running down your face in small rivulets as you blinked, smile widening as you whipped around to look at him. He looked utterly confused by your action.

“What does it look like?”

Your had become completely soaked at this point, wet palms moving to thoroughly push back the strands sticking to your face, slicking them back with the rest of your hair.

“It looks like you’ve gone completely nuts.” He lightly chuckled, shaking his head. But as he watched you, he felt his heartbeat pick up, the rest of his words becoming lost as he watched you.

God, you looked beautiful, ethereal. Like you had stepped out of a feature film, your rain splashed face bright with a happiness he hadn’t seen in a very long time, lips shiny and looking like they were begging to be kis—

Dean quickly shook his head, trying to rid himself of the sudden thoughts. No. No. He couldn’t think of you like that. You were friends that was all. Yes, he only thought of you as a friend. Nothing else. purely. platonic. friends.

Sliding out of his own seat and into the warm downpour, he sucked in a breath, rounding the vehicle so he could open the trunk.

“Hey, do you need help unloading?” You suddenly called, already on route to him despite him having yet to respond.

Flipping open the trunk, Dean shook his head again, “Nah, it’s fine. I got it.”

“Nonsense, let me help.” You smiled, leaning over to grab at one of the duffel straps, slinging it over your shoulder.

Dean couldn’t help the soft smile on his face as he looked over at you, slamming the trunk closed and locking it, “I told you, it was fine.”

“I know, but I like helping. So deal with it.” You grinned, shifting to walk around the older Winchester.

That’s when things suddenly took a turn. You should have been paying more attention to the mud, because you took one slight misstep, and you slid, your feet practically shooting out from under you as you began a quick decent toward the ground. Your free hand quickly shot out, trying to grab on to the first thing it could find for stability.

“Oh Fuck!”

Unfortunately that happened to be the sleeve of Deans jacket, and before you could do anything about it, you were pulling him down with you, the two of you letting out a series of yells and curse words before hitting the earth with a couple loud groans.

And no, there was no oops I fell on top of you and now we are in a very awkward situation sort of ordeal. That did not happen. There was just a lot of mud and harsh landings. Nothing romantic about it.

“Smooth, Y/N . Real smooth.” Dean groaned, surrendering to the downpour as he lay on his back besides you. The small droplets kissing his face as he took in a breath.

“Dean, I am so sorry. I swear I didn’t mean to.” sucking in a breath, you paused, suddenly seeing the situation you had gotten yourself into.

And then you laughed. You didn’t mean to once again, but it just bubbled out. The whole situation was hilarious and within a matter of seconds, your whole body was shaking with laughter, tears mixing with the rain water running down your face. It only got better when Dean turned his head to shoot you a glare. But it didn’t last long because a smile slowly worked across his features, and then his own laughter escaped him, making you laugh harder.

“I really- I really am sorry!” You wheezed, attempting to push yourself into a sitting position. Palms lightly slipping on the mud beneath you.

“It’s fine. I should have seen it coming. I swear sometimes it’s like you have two left feet.” He mocked, slowly sitting up next to you and turning his head.

His smile never fading as he took you in. Your clothes were now caked in mud, as was some of your hair. your face also smeared with wet earth. But it didn't seem to bother you. You were still beaming. Eyes still bright, and laughing so hard that you held a smile that out shined the sun.

God, you were beautiful.

“I mean, your not wrong.” You laughed, pulling Dean back out of his thoughts. For a split second he thought you had read his mind, but then he remembered what he had said, letting out a slight sigh or relief.

“Yeah, you kinda look like a drunk giraffe sometimes.” He teased, hoping it would help mask the sudden reddening in his cheeks. Your mouth dropped open in mock disapproval, fresh rivulets of rain water dripping from your open lips.

“Oh, you’re gonna regret saying that, Winchester.” You smile turning into a menacing grin as you raised your hand.

“Y/N, Y/N don’t you dare-“ Dean warned, eyes widening as he tried to scoot away, but his retreat ultimately failed when you slowly pressed a muddy hand to his face, smearing dirt over his features. He couldn't help but suck in a breath.

You look so happy, and Dean almost believes its a dream. The rain continues to fall, conjuring sweet patterns on your skin as it begins to wash away the mud, and god he just wants to lean over and kiss you. Taste the rain on your lips and silence your laughter. How could a simple thing from nature make you look so beautiful?

“Dean?”

“Hmm?” He cant find proper words, not when your rendering him speechless like this.

“As much as I’m enjoying this, we should probably head inside.” Giving him one more smile, you brought yourself to your feet, extending a hand to help him up from the wet earth. Even with wet, muddy palms, he can feel the softness of your hand, gripping him and pulling him upwards, and he doesn’t want to let go.

And then Dean’s mentally slapping himself. He shouldn’t be thinking like this. He doesn’t want to taint his friendship with you . . . But your making it damn near impossible with your contagious laugh and bright smile.

“Yeah, yeah. That would probably be a good idea.” He nodded, picking up the duffel he had dropped and following you down the steps towards the bunker door.

*. *. *. *. *.

An hour later, Dean finds himself absentmindedly pacing the library, hair still damp from the shower he took to get the mud off. You're undoubtedly tucked away in your room, curled up with a good book or listening to music, getting some much needed rest.

“Okay, dude. What is going on with you?” Sam sighed, pushing his laptop closed and giving his brother his full attention. He had been watching Dean practically wear tracks into the wood floor from his pacing over the last ten minutes, and it was beginning to drive him up the walls.

Dean paused, startled by the sudden voice as he looked up, brushing his hands through his hair, “What? Nothings going on. I’m fine. Totally, and completely fine. “ he breathed.

“Yeah, sure. Wanna try that again?”

“I told you, Sam. I’m fine!”

“You’re thinking about Y/N aren’t you?” Sam mused, leaning forward on his elbows with a raised eyebrow.

“Why- why would I be thinking about Y/N? I’m not think about Y/N. That’s . . . That’s crazy talk!” He huffed, trying hard to deny it.

“Wow, you are a terrible liar. I literally saw you walk down those steps an hour ago, watching her like she just hung the stars themselves. Admit it. You like her.”

Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.

“I . . . I don’t!”

“Try again, Dean.” Sam sighed, making the older brother wince.

“I mean, she’s pretty and sweet and she has great values and a contagious laugh, but that doesn’t mean I like her!” He breathed, shrugging it off like it was nothing all while trying to ignore the amused look on his brothers face, his eyebrow still raised. And then he paused, his adam’s apple bobbing as he gulped, “I swear to god, if I’m in love I’m gonna eat myself.”

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my annotations for chappy 11 of ysijwa

this is just for drea and leyla to read so if you're not drea or leyla pls keep scrolling :)

ok this is pretty chaotic and like i said earlier i treated this ike a wattpad comment section so... have fun ig :)

SHERLOCK AND WATSON CINEMATIC UNIVERSE SHUT UPPPPP I LOVE YOU SM DREA

NOT MISS SNAP CRACKLE POP

jealous y/n you say???

now i know why you ignored all my tiktok asks lmao

HELPLESS OH MY GOD

truly madly deeply intended :)

damn he's kind of a narcissist yk? like "I have to be serious my entire family depends on it" shut up mr darcy you're not special

devout in his religion hmmmmmm hopefully we see some more religious trauma content bc me too vampy

awww he wants kids but now he cant have them bc hes... dead :(

AWWW his sister taught him to knit :( if he doesn't knit bloodbag a sweater i swear to god

stuffy moron is correct

"IT'S A FUCKING WONDER HE EVER GOT LAID" OIJRIOJWEIOJIEWOJFIOEJOF

"THE ATROCITY THAT IS BEING ACQUAINTED WITH NIALL AND HIS HORRIBLE AFFINITY FOR CHEAP FLANEL" ORJFOIJFEIOWJ YOURE SUCH A POET

he's so dumb she was with him bc he's hot that much should be obvious to him🙄

FOOLISHLY HOPELESSLY UNMEASURABLY IN LOVE HWAT THE FUCK DREA IM SAD

i love that he remembers the spinal cord dislocation and the dead leaves . like yea im dead rn but the leaves in my hair are really what's bothering me the most

what the fuck is a maw

ok i looked it up i get it now

"attachment is for gullible idiots" yup and youre one of them vampy 😌

"the warmest skin his icy fingers had ever had the good fortune to touch" im so soft rn

oh so now she has "a wholesome beauty about her nature" ? i thought she was just cute enough 🤨

HE THINKS HER SMILE COULD RESTART HIS HEART THATS SO CUTE IM OUHOIJFOEWIJFIOEWJ

"the responsibility of keeping her safe, satisfied, and happy" how 🥺 🥺🥺

"as long as he breathes" i thought he didn't breathe lmao BUT I GET THE SENTIMENT

"always when it comes to her" IM SCREAMING RN THIS IS SO SOFT I CANT

ill never forgive him for being so dense either his brain is basically a rock

HE WANTED TO COMMUNICATE THAT HE BELONGED TO HER IM GONNA HAVE A STROKE

couldnt be me i dont want to be percieved

HE ADDED A FUCKING BUTTERFLY AFTER THE DISCO BALLS IM OIWFJIOEWJFIOEJIOEWNOJIWJ(*H(WUIOFJIOEWJFIOWHVIFUEH)U)($UT

HEY a hamilton obsession is not childish😤

'the only person who was allowed to touch him there was y/n' he's like a little kid who's possessive omggggggg

oh this reminds me i rlly hope everything in that chest was new and had never been used on anyone else owijfowiejfioewj

oh please my irish king can control himself let y/n meet the other vamps🙄

"if they knew all along why did it take so long" yk im wondering the same thing dummy

"every day was a battle to earn her love and affection" wtffff how could she hurt him like that he is just a baby

i think he needs therapy tbh

yes he does deserve to be treated with respect and dignity😤

"supporting and tolerating them despite your differences" exactly unless they're a republican

IM SORRY THAT WAS MEAN OIWFJOIWJFEIOw i said what i said tho

they did everything backwards but it's what baby needed🥺

im literally gonna 🔪 bradley how dare he hurt my favorite ribeye like that

PROPER BOYFRIEND-GIRLFRIEND BONDING PLSSSSS im sure he makes sure to say stuff like "as your boyfriend' or 'since youre my girlfriend' all the time now

"everything that has to do with harry has always and will always make her feel safe and secure" ...who's gonna tell her👀

HE BECOMES CLINGY IVE BEEN WAITIN FOR THIS ONE TURN IT UP

awwww my love language is also quality times bestiesssssss

(this is more serious you might want to change the words to nose kisses or something because esk*mo is a slur)

HE wants to be wrapped in HER arms and get forehead kissies like a little baby🥺🥺

i can tell you wrote this chappy bc leyla would never write about ice cream

IF CHRIST CAN GET A DATE MARKER SO CAN HARRY OIFJOEIWJFIOEWJFWI PLSSSSSSSSSS I LOVE HIM

ALWAYS FOR HER WEJFIOJWEIOFJEWIOFJOIEWJFOIEWJF HES SO IN LOOOOOVE

HE DID IT AND IM SO PROUD OF HIM🥺

omg i have a thot imagine if she got a heart murmur or something and obvi he knows bc he can hear it so now he has to find a way to make her get it checked out out without being suspicious 😭

HE ROCKS HER TO CALM HER DOWN WHEN SHES HAVING NIGHTMARES IJFEOWIJFOIWEFJ

“nearly blinds himself for eternity” what a drama queen i love him

maybe learn how to turn your brightness down grandpa

“can women sense emotional distress” why is this so funny oiewfjwieojfioewj

DEHUMANIZING OWEIJOIAJAKLFSDJLKSDJFKLD

not a psychotic episode 😭😭

crippling mommy issues woejfkljdklsjsdf me too king

awwwww he made her a full buffet i would cry

matchy socks im gonna sob

king is a chef 😌

y/n’s head @ harry’s clavicle rn: 💥

“his plush chest” drea its ok you can say titties

“absolutely flawless”? are you sure shes not just cute enough 🤨

he got her oat milk 🥺the sign of true love

hes such a shithead i love him

SPELLING HIS NAM E ON HER TUMMY IM HAVING ANOTHER STROKE

“I DIDNT WANT TO LEAVE YOU ALL ALONE” HES SO WOIFJSJFSDKJKLSDJF

HE DIDNT HAVE TO DO NIALL LIKE THAT 😭😭

RAPUNZEL HAIR OSIDJSKJKLSJF

she traces a tiny heart on him wtfffffffffff im sad

this… is hot

“theres no room on the counter” owifjlksjfslkfjklsj

HE WOULD WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR HER maybe then he’d be a little less cold

im sorry that was wrong of me lisjfskldjfwoiejewiojrei

OH MY GOD OWEIJFKLJSKLFJL SHES SO BOLD “can’t i?” OSIJFKSLJLKJF

oh boy hes gonna kill her

I WONDERED WHEN THE YOURE HOT WHEN YOURE MEAN THING WAS GOING TO COME UP

literally shut the fuck up mr english major

do it bestie kick him in the balls

SPARE BOOBIES MAAM I CNAT BELIEVE YOU aCTUALLY WROTE THAT OWIFEJWIJEKLJFOIEWHOEWIFEHFLKEWJFKLEWJKLJFL

IM WHITE IM ALLERGIC TO SPICE WEJFLKJFKLEJFLKJSKLJKFSJD

“character development at its finest” what a self aware king

y/n stop being mean to him baby just wants to feel close ☹️

“I’m anemic” ok king whatever u say

“ME AND MY CHRONIC ILLNESS IM SENSITIVE” IJFKLSDJFKLJSDKLJ

ahhhhhhh it’s yoga time

“just ask your cervix” jlksdjflksdjflkdsjflk

“if only you knew” ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

yeah y/n isnt like those other girls 🤪 shes different 🤪

yes bestie objectify him

THERE IT IS MY FAVORITE LINE IN THIS ENTRIE BOOK

PERHAPS MY FAVORITE LINE IN ANY BOOK EVER

“He hasn't been this stiff since rigor mortis”

i think about this on a daily basis i truly do

grey shorts? what a slut

“call the lapd im pressing charges” me after walking up the stairs

OH SO THIS IS WHERE THE GREYS ANATOMY CHARACTERS FROM THE SPOILERS WITHOUT CONTEXT COME IN

him using his shirt as a towel im BARKING

“I wasnt jealous” yea ok 😃

AGAIN HIM DRAWING HIS INITIALS ON HER SKIN THATS SO WOIJFSKLDJFLSJ

yeah harold she just wanted a little kiss 😤

yeah 😃 its bc he ran track 😃

no bc thats so fucking cute that she pretended she had never seen the show before bc he was excited to introduce her to it 🥺

I would do the same tbh i feel like it would be fun to wash dishes with harry idk why

“that skank” oisjksldfjklsjfklsdjflkd

YOUR THICK SKULL COULD DAMAGE THE MARBLE LSKFJKLDSJKFLSDJFKLSJFKLSJKLSJLDKFJLSKDJF I WOULD CRY

he gets her a cup of water 🥺

ok but like wouldn't she want to wash her hair after it got all sweaty at yoga

awwwww she got his toothbrush ready for him why am i so soft rn

memory foam mattresses sound nice but actually they kind of suck bc you sink down and feel trapped in them 😃

HE WATCHED THE TIKTOK SHE SENT HIM IM HAVING A THIRD STROKE

niall is probably on the dumbest side of tiktok idek what side but it’s probably annoying and he thinks it’s hilarious

noooo baby youre not a monster🥺 someone give him a hug rn

well actually you are kind of a monster but its ok we still love u bestie

I too run on caffeine and pizza pockets 😌

TONSIL HOCKEY WHAT THE FUCK OIEJFLSDKJFKLSDJFLSJLKFJSDKLFJ

chatsnap hes such an old man 😭

true lmao if you dont have social media i immediately dont trust you

not the i just washed my hands tiktok 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

HE FEELS STRANGELY PERCIEVED RN KJFLSJFLKSDJ IDK WHY THIS IS SO FUNNY TO ME BUT IM LIKE LEGIT LAUGHING

DO IT BESTIE BITE HIM CHOMP CHOMP

“my eyes are stinging” hes such a baby 😭

“MY SIGH”TS ALL FUZZY” SJFKDSLJFLKDSJFLKDSJFLK

“are you all right” “I dont know :(’ i cant handle this my face hurts from smiling lksjflkjafklj

he has a kitchenaid stand mixer omg thats so sexy

ok but has anyone ever gotten salmonella from raw cookie dough bc i think thats just a myth

fuck u for that one vampy

wow he could never deal with my chronically ill ass

WAIT IS IT WAP

NOPE ITS BETTER LSDFJSDKLFJDS

I agree body is absolutely an instrumental masterpiece

I KNEW HE KNOWS SOME TIKTOK DANCES I KNEW IT

“I know youre kinda into that (getting smacked in the face)” SHUT UPPPPPPP SKJFSKDLJFDS

NOT HIM TWERKING SLKFJSDKLFJDSKLFJDSKL

YES YN GET THAT VIDEO AND BLACKMAIL HIM

“I think i popped something” ok old man 😭

why is the word wench so funny lkfjslkfjdslkfjsdlkfj

dont hand it over i want to see him snap

OH SHIT HE JUST JUMPED THE TABLE LSDFJSDKLFJLKDNMNXCMNJKHOIUIOEUR

oooooooooooo

OH MY GOD AGAIN SHE REALLY IS BOLD SLKDFJDSKLFJLSKDJFLKJFS

not guerrilla warfare 😭😭😭😭

do it bestie give him a concussion he deserves it

“no piece of art could ever compare to her” 🥺🥺

“remember that time you told me making out was childish” “no” i hate him 😭

THERE IT IS AGAIN “sex isnt the only way he can feel close to someone anymore” SHUT THE FUCK UP IM SOBBING

this reminds me of the dehydrated intercourse with demonrry

“don’t care, relationships are about sharing’ hes so sdjfksldjfklsjf

DO IT BESTIE KICK HIS KNEECAPS IN

suing disney for false advertisement 😭

THIS SCENE IS KILLING ME LKJFKLSJFLDSJ “just pucker your lips over it” “You have actual brain damage, dont you?” DREA I LOVE YOU KSDJFLDSKJFLKSDJ

how do those bubbles taste babe

ok drea wtf i was so happy and now this??????

“everything’s wrong” NO SHUT UP SHUT UP ITS HAPPY HOURS

not the boob privileges 😭

WAIT THIS IS FROM THE BSE MV ISNT IT “dance is just so hot rn” “depressing shades are just so hot rn”

NOT HIM GETTING ALL STUTTERY WHEN HE ASKS HER IF SHE WANTS A DRAWER 🥺

NO ONE HAS EVER BEEN THIS GENTLE WITH HIM BEFORE WTFFFFFFFF IM CRYING

“youre so fucking cute, my baby” me when i see literally any picture of him

JELLO HAS a STRONGER BACKBONE THAN THIS KSFJSDKLFJDSKLFJ

“betrayed. objectified. taken advantage of. used. “ i hate him sm 😭😭

OH MY GOD IS SHE GONNA SHAVE HIS FACE THATS SO CUTE IM

SHE ISsSSSSS IM SQUEALING

stop him worrying she’ll think it's weird and wont want to do it 🥺

“bold of you to assume id ever be convicted” PLS DREA LAKFJDKSLFJ

“the more you talk, the more appealing manslaughter sounds” I CHOKED DLSKFJDSKLFJDKSJFDSKLJ

HIM WHISTLING TO GET HER ATTENTION WHY IS THAT SO CUTE

Im sorry but its really funny to me how you wrote the sentence “wrong metal, he thinks ironically” … get it ? like IRONically lkfjdslkfj im sorry i’ll show myself out

“this boy?” what a fucking cutie i want to kick him

I forgot what a bop helpless is thanks for reminding me im gonna go listen to the entire soundtrack again-

theyre so fucking cute i hate them

so yea bascally this is the best thing ive ever read and i love you so much and my face hurts from smiling :)))

[the-daily-multi-fandom-post]

The anchor #12

Note: I’m  making a masters list so yall can have them in order. 

A few years later. Hope is now ten years old and is a very strong tri-brid. With the help of Y/N  and Freya she has learned many spells all sorts. But when someone called Y/N  telling her, her brother was in trouble she had to leave New Orleans with out anyone, Just by herself.

_ MYSTIC FALLS _ 

Y/N POV-

I just pulled up to my old house. I Looked around and didn't see anyone. I walked into the house and didn't hear anyone. I grabbed my phone and called Matt.

"Y/N?" Matt asked from the other end of the phone. "Yea Matty its me, Where are you?" Y/N asked as she was still looking for matt at the house. "I'm at the Salvatore boarding house. Get here as fast as you can." Matt said. "I cant they will literally kill me, and it wouldn't be the first time." Y/N said as she walked out of the house and back to her car. "Wait what.. They killed you before?" Matt asked his big brother instincts kicking in. "Yea well this time if they try and hurt me I'll kill them, But anyway I'll see you in 10." Y/N said then hung up. When will he learn not to trust people. They are just going to hurt him even more than they already have.

"Hello? Matt!" Y/N called out as she walked into the boarding house. "Oh my God, Your alive." Tyler said as he pulled Y/N into a bone crushing hug. "Yeah I'm alive and pissed so could you do a girl a favor and let her breath." Y/N said as she got Tyler to pull away. "I thought I never would see you ever again. You just.. you were gone. I thought you left but when Elena told Matt and I you were dead. I just.. I thought it wasn't true, and now here you are Alive." Tyler laughed. "Yeah well, sorry to be mean but where is my brother?" Y/N asked looking around. "He is over there." Tyler pointed to the sofa in the foyer. Matt was laying down looking like he just went threw hell.

"Hey." Y/N said as she leaned down to Matt. "Oh my gosh." Matt said as he got up in pulled her into a hug. "I fucking hate you." Matt laughed as he hugged her.  "Love you too." Y/N said as she hugged back. "Where were you?" Matt asked while he pulled back. "New Orleans. It's nice there." Y/N said as she looked at her older brother. "Well it would have been nice if you would have told someone." Matt said a little mad. "Well I would have if Damon and his brother wouldn't have tried to kill me." Y/N said a little aggravated.

"I didn't mean to I thought you were a danger to Elena." Damon said as he walked into the room. "Well, I don't care be lucky I don't try to kill you now." Y/N said as she got in front of her brother in a  protective way. "I would like to see you try." Damon said as he vamp sped to Y/N . He grabbed her by her neck and pushed her on the wall and started to strangle her. "Now Damon look at that your small little brain of yours is hurting.  Oh look I just busted every single one of your blood vessels in that tiny brain of yours." Y/n said as she did a spell and walked away from Damon and sat beside Matt on the sofa. "That was Hot." Enzo said as he watched Damon slowly get up from the floor. "Damon why are you on the floor we have stuff to do." Stefan said as he looked at his brother. - "So why do you need me?" Y/n asked as she poured her a glass of bourbon. "We need you to revive Bonnie. She did a spell that was to strong for her and she died saving me." Elena said as she sat down on the sofa that was across of Y/n and herself. "Fine, but only because it is Bonnie." Y/n said as she looked at Elena, Stefan, Matt, Tyler and Enzo. Damon was getting some blood after his incident.

"So what do you need for this spell?" Enzo asked as he followed Y/n to her car. "Well first I need some salt, Red and white candles and something of Bonnies, so I am going to the store." Y/n said as she looked at the vampire. "Well that's why I'm coming with you." Enzo said as he got into Y/ns black Camaro. "Why, what is Bonnie to you?" Y/n asked as she started the car. "She's my Girlfriend, and I also know you are the anchor and can see if she is okay at any point in time so I wanted to be with you to make sure she is okay. "Tell him I'm okay." Bonnie said from the back seat of Y/n car looking at Taylor. "She says she's fine." Y/n said as she started to drive down the road. - "Okay now I need Bonnies body."  Y/n said as she looked at the group in front of her. "Here you go." Damon said as he put Bonnies body in front of Y/n. Y/n looked at the group in front of her. Elena looks like she has been crying for ever, Caroline is clinging to Tyler as she stares at Bonnies Dead cold body. "Okay, Motas." Y/n said as she lit all the candles in the room. Y/n started to say words in Latin. Everyone looked at her. Everyone nooses started to bleed. She knew this. She was still chanting even though it was happening. "What's going on?" Caroline asked as she felt her noes start to bleed even though she was a vampire. Everyone looked at Y/n as she seemed to be perfectly fine.

"Done. You guys might want to clean your faces. You got a little something." Y/n said as she motioned to their bloody noses. Enzo looked at Bonnies body to see she still wasn't up. He looked at Y/n and grabbed her and shoved her on the wall. "You Lied She is not Alive!!" Enzo said as he tightened his grip on her. She pushed him off her. "She is alive. She is going to take time to connect all the way with her body. She is like in a coma. She is there but she has to work through it. When she wants to she will wake up." Y/n said as she pushed him off her once again. As soon as she did that Bonnie gasped. "Oh my God, she did it." Stefan and Damon said at the same time. "Now,  am I a threat to Elena?" Y/n asked quoting the words Damon said to her when he killed her. "No." Stefan said quietly. "I'm sorry Y/n, I truly am." Stefan said looking at her with full honesty. Stefan looked at Damon who was holding his girlfriend Elena. "Same, sorry." Damon said looking at Y/n with a small smile.

"Thank you for coming." Stefan said as he walked Y/nto her car. " She watches over you, You know." Y/nsaid looking at Stefan. He looked at her confused. "Lexi, she is really nice, and she watches over you. If you want I could let you see her." Y/n said to Stefan as she held out her hand. He grabbed her hand and closed his eyes.

"Hey there." Lexi said as she looked at her bestfriend. "Lexi." Stefan said mostly to himself. "Yup and this girl right here, she is super nice to talk to." Lexi said as she stood beside y/n. "Well Y/N, thank you." Stefan said looking at her with a smile. "I'll let you to have your moment I have someone to see." Y/n said as she saw Vikki come into view.

"That blonde, Caroline. You like her. Like. Like. like. Her. You love her." Lexi teased as she bumped Stefan's arm with her elbow. "Well she doesn't love me as I do her. She's with Tyler." Stefan said as he sat down on the bench that was in front of them. "Well I'm mean the first time she met you she planed your wedding, come on Stefan she Loves you. She's just with Tyler to have someone in that place. Come on Stefan use that head other than to hold on to your Hero hair." Lexi said making Stefan laugh. "Okay, I'll give it a shot." Stefan said as he hugged his friend. "I miss you Lexi." Stefan said as he held onto the blonde. "I know." Lexi said as she disappeared, and Stefan was by himself other than Y/n. He was still holding her hand. "Your birthdays coming up." Y/n said with a smile. "Yea tomorrow." Stefan said with a smile. "Well Happy birthday." Y/ said as she stepped aside for Lexi to be in view in front of Stefan alive. "LEXI." Stefan said as he ran up to her and hugged her. "Well this is not forever its just for your birthday. Y/n and I  made a deal." Lexi said as she smiled a thanks to Y/N. Y/N smiled in return and walked off to leave them alone.

"Hello?" Y/N asked into the phone. "Hey aunty." Hope said sounding sad. "Hope what's wrong?" Y/N asked becoming worried. "Momma, she's.. she's hurt." Hope cried into the phone. "Hope is she able to come to the phone?" Y/N asked as she sped down the road in her car back to New Orleans. "Hope hand someone the phone. Is Klaus there?" Y/N asked as she pushed her car into a higher speed. "Y/N?" Klaus asked into the phone. Y/N was quiet when she saw Hayley beside her with a sad smile. "Klaus I'll be there soon." and hung up the phone. Y/N pulled the car over on the side of the road and got out. Hayley did the same.

"You weren't suppose to die. Not while I was out of town. Hayley..." Y/N said as she had tears pouring out of her eyes. "Y/N. . .  I'm not going back. I can't I'm ready to go. Hope would be better with you as a mother figure. I'm just a screw up. She wasn't meant with me as her mother." Hayley said as she looked at Y/N with tears in her eyes. "NO! I will go down to New Orleans and I. .  .   you will live. Not for me, And not for Klaus nor Elijah but for Hope." Y/N cried as she looked at Hayley. "No I'm not. This is the end. Tell them all I love them. Tell Hope that I love her and will always watch over her. I'll be there looking after her, keep Klaus alive away from killing to many people." Hayley said to her friend. "Bye." Hayley said as she hugged Y/N and went to the other side.

Y/N was sobbing on the side of the road. She hated herself for going to Mystic Falls just to help save Bonnie. She could have been in New Orleans and Hayley would be alive. She had so many regrets she kicked her car making a dent in it. She grabbed a rock that was beside her and threw it at the car busting the window. She threw anything that was in her way at the car. She screamed and cried. she sobbed until she had no tears left to cry. She began to think. She could just turn it off. It would no longer hurt. She wouldn't feel that emptiness that Hayley filled.

Then she began to think about Hope. No she would NOT cut off her humanity. She had to be there for Hope. She vamp sped all the way to New Orleans. She walked into the house to see Hope sobbing and Rebekah trying to calm her. Then the room started to catch on fire. Rebekah was trying to calm her down but nothing was working. "Hope!" Y/N called out as she grabbed Hopes hand and immediately calmed her down and the fire went out. "Come on Let me take you some where." Y/N said as she pulled hope out of the house and they started to walk into the  woods. "Hope, Would you like to see your mom?" Y/N asked as she sat down in the opening of the woods where a few tables and chairs stayed. " YES!" Hope said quickly. Y/N grabbed Hopes Hands and let her see Hayley. - - OKAY, this killed me when I wrote this, and what was even worse it was in my drafts and I was re-reading it to make sure everything was okay to post. Now I'M close to tears from Hayleys death. Why must I write things that are so sad.

[fiftyshadesgrl]

Ive had enough

The hunt was going pretty well in my book. We took out the vamp nest with little injury. Sam probably had some bruised ribs and dean had a gash on his leg from being thrown through a glass window. I had a slash on my thigh that would require a dozen stitches but nothing to serious.

Dean had been quiet the whole drive back to the motel, even when me and sam were engrossed in conversation. Dean whipped the car into the parking lot and threw it into park. He opened his door and jumped out slamming it behind him.

"Whats up with him?" I asked watching dean walk back to the trunk.

Sam shrugged, "beats me." Sam got out then and carried his bag to the door, unlocked it and walked in. I opened my door and limped to the back to grab my bag, dean suddenly grabbed me by the elbow.

"After you get stitched up, we are going to have a talk." With that he grabbed his bag and walked into the motel room. I struggled a bit with the heavy bag but i made it on my own without any help. I dont know what dean was talking about or why he wanted to talk to me. I really dont know why he was angry with me in the first place, i saved both their asses back there.

I sat on the bed groaning as the burn in my thigh intensified. Sam walked over and knelt down in front of me, "let me see how bad it is." He tried to look at the wound but there was no way to see it with my jeans still on. I unbuttoned them and slid them down my hips as easily as i could, but when they rubbed over the gash i hissed in pain.

Sam helped me pull them all the way off, then inspected the cut that was probably five to six inches long. The blood ran down freely, sam grabbed a gauze and pressed against my thigh causing me to hiss out in pain again.

"Sorry, youre defintely going to have at least a dozen stitches maybe more." Sam said standing up and walking to the bathroom. He appeared a minute later with a big first aid kit.

Dean paced back and forth, he was acting like a caged tiger. "Dean, could you please..ya know. Relax." Dean glared at me when i spoke so i held my hands up in defense and let it go. After that he went to the bathroom claiming he was going to take care of his leg and take a shower. Neither sam or i questioned him since he seemed so on edge.

Sam was finishing the last stitch when dean appeared from the bathroom. "All done." Sam said patting my good leg, "im going on a food run, everyone want the usual?" Sam asked grabbing the keys to the impala. Me and dean both nodded, sam walked out the door leaving me and dean in awkward silence. I grabbed one of deans shirts and hobbled to the bathroom. "Gonna grab a shower." That was all i said as i entered the bathroom and shut the door behind me.

Dean was still sitting at the small table in the room, i walked over and took the seat across from him. I drummed my nails on the table waiting for him to start talking. After a few minutes of silence i sighed in frustration, "dean you said you wanted to talk. So lets talk."

He stood up and grabbed a beer from the small fridge and slid it across the table to me. "Thanks." I said twisting the cap off and dean sat back down in his chair.

"You were careless today. Youre lucky things wasnt worse than what they were." Dean said all of a sudden making me shake my head in confusion.

"What are you talking about dean? I think it went pretty smooth compare to other hunts." I said placing my hands on the table starting to drum my fingers again.

He scoffed, "you call that smooth?"

I furrowed my brow thinking back on some other hunts that we did that ended up alot worse. "Yeah dean, i do. I mean you didnt even need stitches in your arm. I had to have a few and sam will be sore for a while, but it wasnt bad."

He glared at me, "and why did you need stitches? How did you get that big gash on your leg?"

What in the hell, did he really forget? I was becoming more confused by the moment. "You know why. The vamp was coming after you,, and sam. I gravbed your machete off the ground and jumped in front of you at the last minute and cut the blood suckers head off. Before he fell to the groud he got a lucky hit in on me, it couldve been worse."

"Exactly!" Dean slammed his hands down on the table making me jump. "It could have been worse. You dont think i couldve took out that vamp before it got me? You carelessly jumped in front of me and risked your life. For what bragging rights?"

Now it was my turn to be pissed, "bragging rights!? I saved your ass back there, and dont pretend you wouldnt have done the same for sam or me." He rubbed the back of his neck, knowing what i was saying was true. "Whats the difference dean? We are all hunters and we know how this life ends for us, today just wasnt my day."

He growled and walked towards the window looking out. I didnt know if he was looking for sam or just trying to avoid me. I sat still, waiting for him to make the next move. I was right and he knew it.

I didnt think he was going to continue this conversation but after a few minutes he softly spoke. "Ive had enough."

That was all he said but he stood stock still. "Do you want me to leave then?" I asked in a whisper. I hoped not because i loved the boys and i loved my life. Sam was my best friend and a brother i never had. Dean on the other hand held my whole heart in his hands. He could crush me by his next words and he didnt even know it.

I held my breath seemed like forever but it was only a few seconds before dean turned to me with unshed tears on his eyes. "No. I dont want you to leave. Ive had enough of losing people. Ive had enough of people i love sacraficing themselves for me." He walked over to me kneeling in front of my chair. He took my hands in his and looked up at me with pain in his eyes. "You and sammy are all i have left. I cant lose either of you, i know you saved me back there but you could have been killed had the vampire struck before you did."

I took one of my hands from his to place it on his cheek, "dean, im fine. I know it scared you i could see it in your eyes. You just have to trust me and my instincts."

He nodded his head, "i do trust you. Youre one of the best hunters out there. Yeah it did scare me, to see the woman i love lying on the ground and blood soaking your clothes. I thought it was so much worse and when i found out it wasnt that bad i was pissed. Not at you in particular but at myself. For not protecting you."

I smiled when he said he loved me. That is what i had been waiting all these years to hear, but i understood where he was coming from. I felt the same way about him. Every time he got hurt it felt like a knife being jabbed into my heart. "I know how you feel. Everytime i see you hurt it kills me, but i always know we have each others back. I cant make you a promise that i will never do that again because i would be lying. Anytime you are in trouble i will be there to help you or go down with you." He smiled up at me and i kissed his lips gently before pulling back. "We fight together and if and when the time comes. We will go down swinging. Together."

@an-unhealthy-obsession

@vicmc624

[cutismaximus]

Upcoming War ~ j.jk

《Plot: Relations between Vampires and Humans are at it’s peak as people begin to appear with puncture wounds in their necks. But of course someone’s trying to stop it but their are two sides to every story.

《Pairing: Vamp! Jungkook x Reader

《Trigger Warnings: Blood, Death, Swearing (more will be added later)

MASTERLIST

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 , Part 5

Part 4

"What are you exactly?” I mumble quietly, dreading the answer I longed for. "I don't know what your talking about Sweetheart." He smirks watching the road. "In the alleyway those things. Vampires right?" The man breaks into a huge laughter, keeping his hands on the wheel steadily. "That was a funny one. Those little shits could never be one of us." "Wait so you're a Vampire. And by us you mean the coven.”

The man shuffles slightly "Yes I am what humans call a Vampire." I nod moving away from him slightly. "So then what were those things tha-" "I would have to go into a whole history story for you Sweetheart." My anxious hands grip tightly on to the seat belt.

"Please just tell me." I see him look between me and the road with a look of uncertainty. "Being a Vampire we have an initiation. When one of us turn 21 we have an option to join the coven that we please, as well as choosing the side of greed or the side of good."

"Once a Vampire chooses to side with their bloodlust. They go through a change. The major ones being their eyes turning red and their fangs becoming animalistic. Those that choose the path of good have a surge of power which mostly comes with gifts.” I nod taking in the information "If you guys are so powerful why don't you extinguish the greedy vamps?" The man grimaces slightly at my choice of words. "They are called Avarus Sanguine. The reason as to why we cant kill them is because it will only cause another war."

"Are you trying to tell me that World War three was caused by the Avarais Tangerines?" I lean forward in my seat. "Avarus Sanguine. And yes. They had gone hay wire attacking villages and exposing part of the supernatural world to the mundane. Demonbreds were fighting against them trying to control the situation but the humans got involved in a war they weren't prepared for. Calling the Avarus Sanguine, Vampires as if they even deserve the same name as us."

I feel his riaing temperment as his hand grips the wheel. "Then what are Vampires beside crappy movies and angsty men that sparkle?" I try to calm him with my sorry attempt for a joke but it seemingly works. "Our covens are protecters of human kind. We are their last defence." This quips my attention "Last defence against what?"

"The end of all." He stares at me blankly as he stops at a red light. "What does the end of all have to do with me?" I ask feeling a chill of fear and anticipation down my spine. "I'm not sure yet but theres this scent to you. It's so strong I can practically taste it. You're special."

I smile slightly at his evaluation but it quickly dissapears "so what are you gonna give me a gold medal?" "You don't deserve a gold medal Sweetheart." I smile fakely this time as it truly dawns on me the love of my life is dead and now instead of mourning I'm trapped in this whole supernatural situation that led me to being in a car with a literal stranger that just killed some Tangerines.

My breath begins to quicken before I realize and I feel like my heads about to explode as there's a new intake to sound around me. I hear every part of the car radio tuning in and out mixing with the sound of a thumping engine, Jungkooks steady breathe flutters against my ear. Car horns blare throughout my mind as I shut my eyes tight my teeth char together as they immediately begin to pain me. “Stop” I scream out and it’s as if time pauses for a millisecond my eyes catch with Jungkooks which have turned yellow, Breaking eye contact as the car comes to an alarming stop.

I shake my head staring at Jungkook in anger “I wasn’t talking to you, keep driving.” I look at him intently as he doesn’t continue only staring past me into the distance. “What are you-“ I turn my head slowly in the direction that Jungkook is looking to see a truck covered in mist about to ram into us. I squeeze my eyes shut as I brace for impact but it never comes.

"What the fu-"

[redpaperowl]

I'm ill.

Apparently breaking dawn 2 is on netflix and I've never seen it. Lets do this.

This opening. This production crew had way more belief in what they were making than they should have this is fucking stunning.

"we're the same temperature now"... Dead

"wait, you need to get your thirst under control" it's like him saying that made her suddenly go OW YEAH MY UNCONTROLLABLE THIRST OWWWW EDWARD OW

"bella dont" just fucking grab her. Dick.

I get she's a vampire now but like isnt she worried about idk landing someplace awkward or ripping her clothes or something nah fuck it jump off a cliff

"since when do you care about renesmee" edward and Jacobs shared glance of "you gon tell her or should i"

That baby face isn't as horrific as people I TAKE IT BACK I TAKE IT BACK I TAKE IT BACK

"jacob shes doing great" jacob it's her fucking baby

Hahahahahaha bella grabbing Jacob by the neck like BAD DOG BAD DOG BAD DOG

Sure bella the nickname is the thing to be angry about here

Poor seth (who is seth again its been years since i last watched or read these)

Omg thats the cutest fucking little house I WANT IT. also this raises the question did the others not want their own places. Also that interior no.

Dont people get post baby depression... Shes also just become a vampire... Shouldn't she have post baby post life depression

I know im gonna regret asking this. If according to Meyer venom makes his dick work, what makes her areas work too... Is she just coated in venom or something

Man emmett is creepy in this one huh

Jacob "like hell am i letting you take my baby gf away you talk to yo dad bitch" whatever his last name was again

Urghhhhhhhhhh Charlie deserves so much better than all of this

Hahahaahaahaa jacob getting naked "you dont live in the world you think you do" i want a version of this all with charlies inner monologue ie whats this dumbass kid doing now am i gon have to arrest him for drugs and or public nudity

"ok i got it" ms madam you certainly do not got it

Omg he wants to hug his daughter so bad someone fucking look after charlie

"lets give them some privacy" SHES A NEWBORN VAMP WHAT IF SHE KILLS HIM WTF

"i wanna know what happened to you" "i cant tell you" she joined a cult

"a very large dog" i love you charlie

What the fuck is that baby

WHY CAN HER CHILD JUST FLY?

God the views out the cullens windows my god

"i have to report a crime... The cullens" michael sheens WHAT ABOUT BAES look

Man this feels rushed... Maybe its because IT WAS HALF OF A BOOK

OH MY GOD THE VISUALS WHEN THEY FLASHBACK TO IMMORTAL CHILDREN I WANT THIS TEAM WORKING ON A PROPER VAMPIRE FILM

We're back to these films being car adverts i see

"you can feel her warmth" "i can feel it"... And yet you let the others attack

Rami baby youre showing off and i love you

FROM THE AMAZON

Ok i like lee pace in this

GET IT GARRETT

Did Edward always wear hoodies or is this a new dad thing

YOU HAVE MY FANGS

"ow?" i love this vampire woman

"this ones on full power" omg Edwards face of bitch don let me down

Their eyes look so bloodshot bc of the gold contacts

How did Edward not smell a burning book

J James what is this marvel

Who is this guy and what is his accent

These Eastern european vampires are so oot its great

EVERYONE STAND IN YOUR PREARRANGED FAMILY SPOTS

"the redcoats are coming" garrett babe

I dont understand was she actually gonna send her away or not shes just there on the killing field with them

Me looking at the wolves: i want my cat

Michael sheen reign it in

Im sorry why did emmett just get dragged into that

OH MY GOD MICHAEL SHEEN BABY WHAT IS THIS FILM DOING TO YOU I REMEMBER YOU IN CLASSICS LIKE TIMELINE WHO PUT YOU IN THIS I HOPE YOU HAD FUN AT THE LEAST

MICHAEL SHEEN I DONT UNDERSTAND DID YOU JUST WANNA BE THE MAD HATTER OR SOMETHING "ALICE 😀"

Carlilse dad mode ACTIVATED

Sooo does becoming a vampire automatically mean you know how to fight? We've only seen bella train her shield stuff but shes holding her own against volturi

These cgi wolves need to stop i am gonna cry

Hahahaha bella "imma protect ma gurl alice for some pro revenge" cullen

Player aro has entered the game

Man who knew vampire heads just popped off like barbie dolls

LITERALLY NO ONE BUT ARO KNOWS WHAT WOULD HAPPEN NO ONE ELSE SAW THE VISION WHAT THE FUCK

Why are they all laughing at the eastern european vampire husbands theyre right this is not a laughable moment

"she's gonna be around for a long time isnt she" BITCH SHE GON OUTLIVE YOU

Creepy baby becomes creepy adult

Is that the same meadow again. Did the plants change

What the fuck since when can bella project thoughts what

All these memories... No skelator

Why were all her memories in 3rd person

Is jacob just their permanent babysitter now then

Ok then

[honestgrins]

Fair Warning || Klaroline

@313etanonymys: Can you do like a drabble where Katherine warns Caroline about Klaus or something?😍😘💖🔥 (TVD S2 AU) Thanks for the prompt, I hope you like it!

Katherine crashed against the invisible barrier, seething as Caroline waved cheerily through the doorway. Her tears of terror were instead replaced by a beatific smile at having successfully trapped the she-devil. “What did you do?”

“Nothing you don’t deserve,” Caroline answered. Her eyes tracked over the doppelganger’s shoulder to where Stefan was hiding. “Have fun!” She turned to leave and rejoin the party, but it seemed Katherine wasn’t done with her yet.

“Everything I do, I do for a reason!” she shouted. “You’ll be sorry when he comes, and I’ll be there to make sure of it.”

Forcing herself not to look back, Caroline couldn’t help the frozen feeling of dread crawling down her spine. When who comes?

“His name is Klaus,” Elena explained as they hiked through the woods, each step closer to the tomb worrying Caroline just a bit more. “He’s supposed to be the oldest, most dangerous vampire, and I need more information that Damon and Stefan refuse to help me get."

The unease grew to a seize of panic that stopped Caroline in her tracks, the sudden motion happening too quickly with her still-new vampire abilities. "If Stefan doesn't want you talking to Katherine, he has to have a good reason. Maybe we should leave, convince him to come back with us."

Rolling her eyes, Elena didn’t even pause, her pace even along the familiar paths of the woods. “It’s not like she can hurt me, she’s sealed in the tomb. And we can’t get her out, so there’s no chance she can manipulate us to break the spell.”

Caroline wasn’t proud of the moment it took her brain to process, only for her thoughts to immediately spill from her mouth. “Is that the only reason you asked me and not Bonnie?”

"No," Elena answered as patiently as she could. "Stefan would also be pissed if I came her without vampire supervision in case something goes wrong. Do you want to leave?"

"Not without you." Mustering her courage and anxiety, she followed Elena down through the church ruins. Her enhanced senses for both smell and magic left her recoiling, but she think she managed to hide it. Mostly. By the time she'd rolled the giant rock door away from the mouth of the tomb, she felt almost confident with the energizing feat of strength. 

But then the dark cavern seemed to grow darker the longer they waited for Katherine to appear. Elena reached into her tote, and Caroline's fangs nearly dropped at the blood bad she pulled out. It took more strength than she realized to stop herself from launching toward where Elena tossed it past the safe line, her eyes greedily staring at the jostling liquid inside when it landed. Only the raspy breath coming from the starving vampire it was intended for allowed her to finally look away.

Dragging her feet as she leaned heavily against the stone wall to help her walk, Katherine looked...rough. Still, her expression was haughty as ever when she saw Elena sitting just outside her prison. “What are you doing here?”

“I want answers about Klaus, and I think you have them. No funny business, I swear.”

Katherine raised an eyebrow. “That doesn’t sound very fun for me, you see, so I’ll pass.”

She couldn’t help it, her fangs dropped as anger overwhelmed her sensitive emotional balance. If she could find a therapist that specialized in the supernatural needs of the recently dead, Caroline would be all over it. Faced with the woman who killed her and the impertinent personality of such bitch, her already frayed nerves were obviously on a razor’s edge. “Just take the peace offering and answer her questions, it’s not that hard.”

“Or what?” Canting her head to the side, Katherine turned that teasing gaze on her. “You’ll nag at me from the other side of that pesky line? Unless you’d like to join me. We could have fun, Caroline,” she teased, voice full of promise - whether for violence or more pleasurable experiences, Caroline didn’t know. “And trust me, when Klaus comes, you’ll wish you were in this damn tomb. You all actually did me a favor with this set-up, I’ll be the safest girl in town.”

Elena leaned forward eagerly. “So you do know Klaus.”

For a split second, smoothed faster than any human sight could register, Katherine Pierce actually looked scared. But she made her way to the ground as gracefully as possible and snatched the blood bag up to drink. After a longing pull of the straw, her eyes flicked up to her mirror image. “Yep. It’s cute you all think I’m the big bad, when you have no clue what evil is really out there. I do what I need to survive. Klaus...he doesn’t stop at survival. Try to stop him, and he’ll make your life a living hell.”

“Is that what he did to you?” Caroline asked, surprised at the wistful warning and that it was coming from her of all people. It bled of bad memories and worse nightmares; a bad feeling crawled up her spine at what might have haunted her murderer’s centuries.

Licking her lips, Katherine squinted up at her, as though measuring her up. She smirked when Caroline’s back straightened in reaction. “He wishes. But now he's got bigger fish to fry than little, old me."

"You know what he wants."

Her eyes rolled before they landed on Elena, who patiently watched for any reaction to the accusation. Katherine, however, didn't seem all that willing to rise to the bait. Shrugging, she jutted her chin toward the tote bag Elena still held in her lap. They stared at each other for an uncomfortable moment, the tension making Caroline shift in her stance, though she didn't dare interrupt. 

Finally, Elena frowned and pulled out another blood bag. She lifted it in warning. "What does he want?"

"You," Katherine sighed. "He needs a doppelgänger, a human one. I ruined his plans five hundred years ago by transitioning, something he has yet to forget or forgive."

Caroline shook her head. "Then why not come get her? Mystic Falls isn't exactly a fortress."

Tongue clucking, Katherine's expression turned almost pitying. "You're not asking the right question. When the time is right, I'm sure Klaus will do just that. Violently, with a lot of collateral damage." Her eyes flicked down the line of Caroline's body. "By the way, how is Tyler? I've been so worried about him since he triggered his curse," she whispered, like it was dirty word.

A sudden fear clenched around Caroline's throat. "Leave him out of this."

"Too late." The sing-song tone grated on her nerves, and she really didn't like the way Katherine's teasing gaze stayed trained on her. "Tell me, baby vamp, what do you know about the curse of the sun and moon?”

They spent a good hour with Katherine, gleaning every detail and rumor they could about her dealings with Klaus and what trouble he might bring for them. But even days later, all Caroline had in her mind were more questions and a deep, deep fear she couldn't shake. Between that and trying to keep up the human act for her mom and Matt, she was a jittery mess scrambling for control. 

And then Tyler went missing. 

A part of her hated to even notice, let alone worry for him after the kidnapping and torture he enabled at the hands of his uncle’s pack. Carol had approached her directly at a fundraiser, though, concerned that he’d stopped answering texts. “He knows better than this, to miss so much school,” she said, near frantic despite the breezy smile she held for the other guests. “To go camping, of all things, with some people he just met. I know you’ve had a falling out, but if you hear from him...”

Caroline had brushed it off as wolf business; the closest thing to camping she’d ever seen Tyler do is pass out at the watering hole after a particularly impressive keg stand, so it stood to reason that it was a convenient cover for running around the woods in nothing but fur. Sending a text was the most she was willing to do. As the days dragged on with no answer, especially given the groveling he’d tried to do before he left, she reluctantly felt her own concern growing. 

Things didn’t click in her mind until Damon made an off-hand remark about one less wolf to beat to the curse. “Not that Lockwood is likely to solve any puzzle first. Katherine had it right, wolves make better brawn than brains, best used for cannon fodder."

"They're still people," Stefan had sighed.

But Damon just shrugged. "Collateral damage, whatever."

Collateral damage.

Horror seeping into her awareness, Caroline almost charged her way back to the tomb. The rock barrier rolled away with a crash, her control frayed by sudden realization. "You've been collecting us," she accused, her voice echoing into the darkness. "You're working for Klaus, to help him break this curse."

Silence held for a long moment, then a slow clap rang out. Katherine's croak was strained, but her amusement clear. "Give the girl a prize." Clawing her way toward the entrance, the older vampire's eyes were oddly intent for the physical weakness she was showing. Her skin had become gray and flaky in the week since their visit, the slender frame Caroline so envied in her doppelgänger wasted away to look almost skeletal. "But I'm no one's lackey, cupcake, and definitely not Klaus's."

Caroline frowned as she crept to the edge of the doorway, fighting down the impulse to take a step away. Even without blood and spelled into captivity, Katherine would always prick her confidence for fear of dying again; worse, she was pretty sure the scheme already put into place was going to get her killed anyway. "Because of what he did to your family," she guessed, though the story had haunted her dreams. Finding nothing but blood and devastation where her home stood left her waking in a cold sweat, a sudden fear only soothed by the sound of her mother's undisturbed snores in the next room.

"Klaus is a monster," Katherine answered in a dry whisper. "Whatever you think of me, I can promise he'll deliver tenfold. I've seen it.”

"Then why do his evil bidding?"

Her withered tongue traced her cracked lips, eyes closed in apparent exhaustion. "I've been on the run for five hundred years, and not once have I been able to outsmart him other than to keep running. Mystic Falls has a human doppelgänger, a moonstone, a werewolf, a very powerful Bennett witch, and a vampire." Her eyes flicked open, squarely landed on Caroline. "If that's not a ticket for freedom, then I don't know what is."

Sneering with more venom than she knew she could muster, Caroline curled her hands into fists to keep from tearing the bitch limb from limb. "I should make Bonnie let you out so you can be the goddamned sacrifice."

"Funny, love," a new voice said, its lilting accent confusing and endearing all at once. "I was thinking the same thing."

About to turn, Caroline froze as Katherine scrambled further into the tomb, like she was trying to disappear entirely. The natural curiosity she felt at the stranger was soon overpowered by an utter awareness of the power he was exuding, made worse considering she hadn't noticed him sneak into the cavern. Slowly, she moved to face him and the threat he posed, careful to keep her back to the solid rock wall. Shorter than she’d imagined and sporting a deceptively pleasant smile, she found a very attractive man staring at her with obvious calculation. "Klaus."

His smile spread, deepening the dimples she hadn’t noticed yet. Added to the artful curls and pink lips, he might have stepped right out of an angelic painting rather than the hell he supposedly ruled as the Original Vampire. But she’d seen a pretty face and gotten a monster before, and Caroline wasn’t fooled. “I’d be impressed for one so young to recognize me, but I think Katerina’s been telling tales. Surely a smart girl like you knows better than to believe a word out of her mouth.”

Wetting her suddenly dry lips, Caroline did know better than to let her eyes slide away from Klaus with his focus solely on her. “I’m something of a gossip. Information is valuable, and even bad sources tell the truth sometimes.”

Eyebrows lifting, Klaus took a step forward. Once more, she had to fight the instinct to move back. Her fear was more rational considering he wasn’t magically locked behind a barrier, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of showing the terror he inspired. “I happen to appreciate information, sweetheart. Perhaps you’d be willing to share?”

She forced a smile of her own. “Sorry. Mom said to never talk to strangers or crazy old vampires intent on killing my friends.”

“Ah, but the good sheriff isn’t a fan of any vampires,” Klaus said, eyes narrowed on her reaction. “Is she, Caroline?”

Swallowing the sudden lump in her throat, her teeth clenched to keep from trembling.

Klaus smirked as he closed the gap between them, and he raised a knuckle just under her chin. “Now, Katerina would say otherwise, but I believe family is important. I wouldn’t dream of harming your mother, and I’m prepared to make assurances to that fact.”

Slaughtered, all of them. The entire village only because they knew me. Katherine’s story rang in her ears, and the hands that wrought that destruction within inches of her throat. And he was promising to keep her mom safe. “Why?”

His head canted to the side, like he was assessing her. “Because I think you might be the key to solving my little curse, dear Caroline, and I’d like your help.”

“And if I say no?”

Lips curling up, Klaus let a thumb coast along the edge of her jaw. “I have many means of persuasion, love. I’d hate to have to choose harsher methods.”

Caroline breathed in deeply, her brain working in overdrive to think through her options. Almost tempted to dive into the tomb, she knew it would leave her mom and her friends to the harsh methods he promised. Worse, she would be helpless to do anything but watch Katherine desiccate, knowing the same would happen to her.

Had Klaus truly wanted to kill her, she would have been dead already. She didn’t particularly want to help him break the stupid curse, mostly because it ended up with her also dead. Even if she managed to earn enough goodwill to save herself, Elena and Tyler were still at risk. 

But if she refused, they’d all probably die anyway.

“What do you want me to do?”

Klaus just tapped her chin, immediately stepping back, though she didn’t relax her posture. “I want that information you’re so keen on collecting, love. The Salvatores, the Bennett witch, your precious Elena. I like knowing the pieces on the board.”

She scoffed. “This isn’t a game.”

“Sure it is,” he laughed, looking at her like she was a cute animal chasing its own shadow. “Think it over, as to whether you’d like to play on the winning side.” He nudged his head back toward the gaping hole in the stone. “You’ve already seen what it means to lose.”

Biting her lip, Caroline watched him walk to the edge of the cavern where he’d make his exit. “I don’t want anyone to die.”

He had the audacity to wink at her. “Then it sounds like you ought to win, Caroline.” Easily jumping up to the church ruins, Klaus was gone, leaving her to consider his offer - as vague as it was.

"You just landed on the wrong list, blondie," Katherine croaked, leaning out of the darkness just enough for Caroline to make out the shape of her. "Palling around with Klaus is only going to get you killed."

"It's your fault he's here at all," she hissed back, nerves frayed to the point of exhaustion.

A huff of laughter, then a ragged cough. "To be fair, he did seem to like you. Didn't even draw any blood. Must be getting mature in his old age," she whispered teasingly. "He is pretty great in bed, if that helps. You'll still end up dead, but at least you'll have some fun first."

She wanted to scream. "Shut up."

"Whatever," Katherine sighed as Caroline stomped away. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Hopping out of the cavern without nearly the grace Klaus had managed, Caroline tried to focus on anything other than the idea of Klaus's bed and what it'd mean to pick him.

[lovelyladiesofoverwatchimagines]

Could I request a fantasy widowmaker x reader? Okay, so widow is a vampire that reader was meant to hunt, but before they could kill her, she fed from them and made them her property. At first highly resistant to all of her advances, reader starts to develop feelings for Widow, and falls in love? One day, another Hunter comes around and try’s to kill Widow, but before the new Hunter could land the killing blow, reader takes it instead. Could you have widow turn reader into a vamp to save them?

Ive been really sick, sorry it took so long

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“What did you do to me heathen?” You spat at the woman in front of you. You were the best hunter in France. And here you were, apprehended by the most feared creature in all of France

“I claimed you,” She said calmly

“You what?! Why?“ You shot back. The beast hesitated before answering

“No other hunter for the past 400 years has been able to even get close to my castle, or remotely past my traps. You interest me”

“Ok?” You looked confused

“So I’m keeping you here so you cant release a way to get to me” She explained

“You, the most powerful vampire in France, ”the Widowmaker” is scared of a Human?” You laughed out, practically sneering in her face

“Shut up”

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“Eat” Widowmaker scolded from the other side of the cell wall

“No” You pushed the tray of food away

“You need sustenance”

“Yeah? What do you care? If I die you don’t have to worry about others finding you” You shot

“Despite what people think, I’m not a heartless monster. Starving is not pleasurable” Widowmaker shot back

“Fine ill eat, as long as it gets you to leave me alone” You mumbled, shoving a piece of bread into your mouth

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“What are you doing?” You stood as the cell door opened. As the weeks passed Widowmaker had become more friendly towards you. Suppose loss of human or beast contact will do that to you

“I’m letting you out. Providing you a room in my villa is the least I can do since you’ll never part” Widowmaker answered, holding her hand out to you. You took it

“Thank you” You mumbled as she led you up the stairs and to a new part of the villa

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“So then I said, that’s an Alibi, not a squid” You laughed covering your mouth. Amelie subtly laughed and smiled at you. The wine in her hand almost half empty

“You are very funny you know” She implied

“My ex thought so too,” You said shooting down the last of your wine

“You are not with anyone?” Amelie acknowledged. You shrugged and put the wineglass down

“Nah, once I started hunting, things changed. I pushed everyone away” YOu looked down and twiddled with your thumbs

“Why?”  She asked

“The reason I hunt is that one of your kind killed my daughter,” You said sternly. The mood of the room changed greatly in a matter of seconds

“I am sorry,” She said. You coughed and stood.

“I’m not so hungry anymore. Thanks for the dinner. Goodnight Widowmaker" You said, making your way out of the den

“Amelie,” She said quickly

“What?”

“My name…its Amelie,” She said hesitantly. You smiled and headed up the stairs to bed

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“Good morning Amelie” You  greeted, sniffing the air and rubbed your eyes

“Good morning (Y/n), I was making eggs, would you like some?” Amelie said from the kitchen

“Si” You returned

“You know, I have told you about myself…But you’ve shared nothing about yourself with me. I think we should change that, Oui?” She set down the utilities and turned to look at you

“Sure” So that’s what happened. Amelie laid down in your lap and listened for hours to your story, your life, your family, parents, education, all of it.

“You came to France just to hunt me?” Amelie said, almost in a voice that said she was impressed

“Yeah and before that it was a coven of Demons called Los Muertos, run by their alpha known as Sombra. She was tricky. Promised me my daughter if I let her live” You said, taking a sip of your drink

“Did you?”

“First thing you learn as a hunter is never trusting a deal.” YOu laded, looked down at the woman. She smiled up at you. You shook your head and looked toward the ceiling

“Vampires destroyed my family and here I am fraternizing with one” You laughed and sighed at the same time

“We are fraternizing?” Amelie asked, raising an eyebrow

“Well… I mean..yes?” You stuttered out

“Then we should do it properly, Non?” SHe breathed, leaning up she connected her lips to your own. You smiled and kissed back eagerly

————————–The next night you read quietly in bed, only to look up to be greeted with one of the most beautiful sights you had ever seen. Your jaw dropped as Amelie spoke

“A countess gets lonely after a few hundred years mon cher” The lingerie held tightly to her body

“I bet she does” Was all you could get out

“Care to spend the night with me?” She suggested, holding her hand out. You stood and nodded. Following her to her room. She sat on her bed seductively. You gulped and blushed. Her eyes pierced your soul as she reached a lanky finger out and motioned towards her.  

That night you spent together was the first of many. A few weeks proceeding that night you woke up in each other’s arms as usual for the past weeks, every morning, evening and night you two fell in more love than you ever had. Her yellow eyes peered into you that morning, just like the one before

“Good morning darling” She whispered to you as your eyes fluttered open

“Good morning mi Amor,” You said with a smile. You graded your lips on hers. You placed your hand on her waist and kissed harder. You only pulled away when you heard a rap on wood

“That was the door?” You sat up, the blankets covering your bare waist. You slid out of bed and put on clothes. Amelie sat up and looked at you with concern

“Let me check it. ” You said sternly

“But-” She started

“Ame I have a feeling I know who it is,” You said sadly. You made your way down the two-story villa and to the large door. You opened it as you heard Amelie be decent down the stairs. You looked at the figures at the door. One wore a hood the other you immediately recognized

“Atlanta” You spoke

“(Y/n)… I thought you were dead” The woman said in shock

“No, I’ve just been, planning my next hunt..” You excused

“Without Cherin? I thought you two were partners?” She asked

“We were but there we some-” You looked Amelie in the eyes

“Complications”

“(Y/n) are you sure you’re alright, your never this open about, well anything” Atlanta being one of your closest friends, she would know

“Fine,” You said, looking at the stairs. Atlanta squinted, peering at your neck

“You’ve been claimed (Y/n), that’s a vampire mark..” Atlanta stated

“Yes I got in a scuffle” You lied

“I know she’s here (Y/n)” The figure removed his hood to reveal your partner.

“Cherin,” You said acknowledging him

“Move” He musked out

“You aren’t getting to her” You moved to cover the door, Amelie stepped down another step as Cherin delivered a knockout blow to your face. You sank to the floor. In a blurry image, you saw the larger hunter move towards Amelie who bared her fangs threateningly at him. He pulled a large cured stake out of his coat and thrust it at Amelie

“Amelie!” You yelled quickly standing up and running toward your lover, jumping in front of the stab. Your life flashed as you felt the excruciating pain fill your lung. You heard a scream and muffled words as you slumped to the floor. Almost immediately you heard the stake drop and Amelie rushed to your side. She screamed at the intruding hunters

“Leave! You’ve broken one of the most sacred hunting laws. Leave before I make you” Tears welled her eyes

“Let’s go, Cherin,” Atlanta said, pulling on the other hunter who just stared in horror. As they left Amelie’s focus went back to you

“Please, please breath you’ll be ok” Amelie begged to your unconscious body

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“Good morning my love” Amelie choked out. You weakly smiled and opened your mouth to speak, all that came out was a cough and trail of blood

“Don’t speak” Amelie said

“Save your strength darling” She tucked a stray hair behind your ear. You smiled and pressed her hand to your face

“You look sad amor” You wimpily whined out. Pain piercing everywhere in your midsection

“You are dying,” Amelie said with drops filling her eyes. You clenched your jaw

“Turn me,” You said hesitantly. Amelie’s eyes widened in shock

“I know you were thinking about it but wouldn’t without my concent..so do it”

“Cher it is no small choice..and even if I did you can’t leave the castle. Eventually, you will get tired of me. And there is no guarantee it will work” She explained

“I love you, Amelie. And I trust you” You leaned in and kissed her. She sniffed and kissed back. You leaned back and coughed. Amelie sighed

“Alright”

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“I am also yet a girl, standing in front of my love, asking them to love her. But I guess if she is loved she should let her love move on. "Look at me she cries, come back to me, I love you and not another.” And its because she loves them that, she can’t be selfish. Yet when she says “I love you”, she expects it said back. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more and that plants a fire in our hearts and minds. That’s what she had to give. As the girl waits for a reply she thinks of a story. “You’re waiting for a train, a train that’ll take you far away, and you know where you want this train to take you, but you can’t know for sure, but it doesn’t matter, but it doesn’t matter, because they’ll be together.’” You sighed finishing the book. You ran your tongue over your left fang and picked up your sleeping wife to take her to bed. Maybe being stuck with the countess wasn’t so bad