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Last one I promise: can u do an imagine where the reader is a metahuman Idk u can choose her powers and she kills a bunch of people so Barry goes after her and captures her and puts her in the pipeline. Then he asks her why cuz he thinks she's rly pretty and would rather she not be evil and he find out she's just scared and doesn't know how to use her powers and he helps her control them and they fall for each other and yeah <3

sorry for the delay babe, because i really wanted to get this right! but im done with the first half of it!

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Imagine (32.1) - The Flash

Last one I promise: can u do an imagine where the reader is a one I promise: can u do an imagine where the reader is a one I promise: can u do an imagine where the reader is a one I promise: can u do an imagine where the reader is a metahuman Idk u can choose her powers and she kills a bunch of people so Barry goes after her and captures her and puts her in the pipeline. Then he asks her why cuz he thinks she's rly pretty and would rather she not be evil and he find out she's just scared and doesn't know how to use her powers and he helps her control them and they fall for each other and yeah <3

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BARRY ALLEN

The worst thing about being left out is knowing you weren't even a simple thought in any of their minds.

"You think we care?" They asked.

You remained silent, praying, hoping, desperately wanting them to say yes.

"Think again," the queen bee snapped, holding onto the umbrella that was protecting her from the rain.

"Loser, can't believe you think that you actually meant something to us," the other one smirked.

Within seconds, all that's left was you standing alone in the rain. The good part was that you couldn't differentiate the rain from your tears. Suddenly, a huge lightning appeared in the sky, not far from where you were standing. 

You looked to its source, instantly covering your mouth with your hand in disbelief. It was an explosion, an explosion that was unlike anything you've seen, and at the rate that it was blowing up, there was nowhere for you to run to.

You closed your eyes, preparing for what's to come. Besides, there was no reason for you to stay anyw-

“A lady, named Y/N, was seen surfacing from a pond near Star Labs today exactly six months after the particle acceleration. The miraculous thing is, she's perfectly alive. What a work of god," the anchor announced

It didn't make sense. How were you even alive? Surfacing from a pond? Hell, there wasn't even a pond from where you were standing in the first place

The authorities insisted that they bring you to the hospital for a full body check up. Apart from abnormal water content, there weren't really any red flags at all.

"My precious baby," a lady exclaimed as she ran and approached you. A lady whose voice you could instantly recognized. A lady you hated.

A camera soon followed her in.

"Sweetie, I'm so glad that you are alive," she said, not forgetting to take glances at the camera. 

"Your viewers all want to know how you are doing."It was absolutely disgusting, seeing her using you as a profiting tool. Ever since she adopted you to make herself feel like a better person, the woman has done everything but act like a mother.

"Screw off," You said, going as far as to swipe her hand off. You could see the rage flickering in her eyes for one second, before covering that up with a fake smile in front of the camera.

"Sweetie, you're just tired."

"I said get out!!" You yelled. 

Suddenly, something totally weird happened. As you hit the table, jets of water spewed out from your hands and darted towards your adoptive Mother, pushing her body towards the door. So hard that she fainted

The cameraman instantly dropped his camera, "What the...?" He said

You panicked, and jets of water flew out of your hand again and aimed right at his face. Nothing made sense anymore. 

Just when you thought it couldn't get crazier, it did. 

As the will to get out of this hellhole got stronger, you slowly found yourself being surrounded by water, like an orb around you. Travelling was like mentally navigating a ship - the orb would navigate accordingly to your thoughts.You exited by crashing the glass window and navigated to your safe haven.

The playground was where your biological parents would always bring you to before they died in a car crash. You'd always wondered whether you would be happier if you didn't survive the car crash and had instead, went with your parents.

At least you could have avoided an irresponsible adoptive mother, a group of weird water bending thingamajig that was going on with your body.

You wanted to calm yourself down and gather your thoughts before deciding what your next course of action was going to be. However, this was intervened by a dozen of police holding their guns and drawing closer towards you, as if you were a monster.

"Note to self, never ever travel around Central City as a giant water orb," you cursed under your breath, not sure what to do.

It ain't easy to keep calm when you have a dozen guns pointing right at you."Get up and raise your arms," a Detective said while pointing the gun right at you. Someone whom you recognized from reading newspapers - Joe West.

Suddenly, riding the Tower of Terror wasn't that scary anymore, because this was 100 times scarier. You did as you were told, slowly raising your arms up with intense heartbeat. However, it didn't go according to plan, because large jets of water started shooting out of your hands and aimed right at the Detective. 

Joe West was now lying on the floor, unconscious.

You covered your mouth, eyes widening in shock.You hadn't meant to do that."Crap," you thought. 

Now they were going to think that you did it on purpose."Stop or we'll shoot you!" The other Detective said, with guns still pointing at you.

"I'm not doing anything!" You exclaimed helplessly.

Heck, how were they going to believe you when you immediately manifested more water from the ground the moment you exclaimed?

"We're not joking, we'll really shoot!!" another Detective said.

"I said, I'm not doing anything!" You screamed, but it wasn't working. 

The jets of water continued to slam against the cops, disarming everyone of them until they were all on the ground. You were freaking out, having no idea whether to run or to stay. You heard a gunshot coming from one of the cops that was lying from one of the ground. You closed your eyes, getting ready to leave the world with a bang-

Until a masked superhero suddenly appeared in front of you and grabbed the bullet, preventing you from being shot.

"Seriously?!" You muttered, as you witness the superhero giving a nod to one of the cops, signalling them to leave.

You took deep breaths and closed your eyes, wanting to calm down. When you did manage to calm down, whatever water that was spewing out from your hands were gone. You were normal again. Somehow, you felt more powerful when you had your 'powers', because at least people would have taken you seriously. 

When the police officer had shot you, you should have died.  You wanted to. He shouldn't have saved you.

"Y/N," he called out. 

"I know your family background, I know you live in a world where you think people hardly cares. I know you're scared."

"Then don't save me!" You exclaimed. "There's no reason for me to stay in this world anymore."

"We need more good in this world, Y/N. And that means saving you,"

"Good?" I scoffed. "The world doesn't deserve one more freak."

"Meta-human to be exact," he muttered, and you looked at him in confusion. 

He chuckled in response," I think you'll realize just how much Central City has changed."He made sense. 

Up till now, you hadn't even realized that he had saved you from grabbing the bullet in a flash.

"I can't control it, I'm a walking time bomb. The only way to get rid of me is if you killed me," you said.

"I'm not going to do that to somebody who doesn't deserve to die," he asserted.

 "I'll help you control your powers."

"You will?"

"Yes. As long as you believe in yourself, I've got a whole team that's willing to fight for you.

"Honestly, from the minute he saved you, you were sold. The fact that there's somebody out there who's willing to fight for you was already a good reason why you should stay alive.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"My name is Barry Allen, and I'm the fastest man alive."

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Imagine (31.2) - PRETTY LITTLE LIARS

One Café Au Lait please,“ you requested.

"One Café Au Lait coming right up,” the cashier replied.

“Y/N,” you heard him calling for you from behind.

A year ago, listening to his voice would have made you burst out in joy, because that had meant a temporary end to your long distance relationship. But now, all you felt was a mix of anxiety, heartbreaks, and perhaps a tinge of anticipation.

“Turn around, and play it cool,” you whispered to yourself and turned around to face him.

“Jason, hi,” you greeted, meeting his eyes. He had longer hair and a beard, something he’d once told you he wanted.

You tried hard to keep up a smile instead of tearing up, it’s just so hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember.

“I uh, heard from Alison that you were back to aid in Cece’s murder,” said Jason.

“Yeah,” It was pretty sad really, how a year ago you’d stayed up until 4am to be on the phone with him, and today you had no clue what to say to him.

“One Café Au Lait for Y/N and Iced Americano for Jason!” The barista exclaimed as she placed the two drinks on the counter.

Before you could even grab your drink and take off, Jason held your drink for you. “A dash of cinnamon powder right?” He asked, smiling lightly while remembering your weird preference for cinnamon powder in almost every coffee beverage.

Honestly, you were pretty taken aback by the fact that he still remembered. Also, your heart ached a little because it felt like you were transported to the good old days. “Too much?” he said, looking at your surprised expression.

“No no, it’s perfect, thank you,” you smiled.

“You’re not rushing for time or anything right? I could use company,” Jason asked.

You hesitated for a while, because the longer you were with him, the more your feelings rushed back. You’d long thought those feelings were gone.

“Yeah,” you nodded as he signalled you to the empty seat.

“So traveling really brought out the rugged in you huh,” you chuckled as you sat down. “And you finally got the beard,”

“You look great,” said Jason. For a moment, the way he was looking at you felt like he had been longing for you.

“Mm, you too. Met anyone in Ethopia?” You asked.

Jason scoffed and shook his head, “Nah, been pretty busy lately dealing with this whole family fiasco.” You felt a sense of relief upon knowing that he wasn’t seeing anybody. The thing is, you shouldn’t feel a sense of relief upon his knowing that.

Also, you’ve been hearing from Spencer, that his funds had been drained and the police weren’t able to find the culprit. Not surprised though, when have the police successfully caught a culprit? The girls also recently discovered that Cece had a sibling.

“Jason, I’m so sorry about what you’re going through. I know how much your work means to you and how important it is to those kids,” you said, unknowingly grabbing his hand.

Upon realisation, you attempted to release his hand, but your hand was pulled back by Jason.

“Jason, I’m seeing someone now,” you said softly.

“Oh,” Jason uttered, immediately releasing his hand with a darkened expression. Could it be…? No, he was the one that left you, remember? “Someone in Rosewood?”

“Nope, he’s a colleague at Bespoke,”

“Congratulations,” Jason said.

“Thank you,” you replied, not knowing what else to say.

“He’s a very lucky guy,” remarked Jason.

Somehow, your heart ached upon his words.

“So-” you said, desperately wanting to divert away from the current topic of conversation. “Is there anything I can help with?”

“Y/N, I really don’t want to impose anything on you.”

“Jason, you’re not. Let me help. Besides, we’ve always known that I’m the greater sleuth Detective than you.”

“Yeah, yeah you are.”

“I just found out that my cousin was born in Radley Sanitarium 23 years ago. If we can find out who adopted him or her, we’ll be one step closer in solving this whole family fiasco.”

“Let’s go then.”

————–

“How can I get a copy of the adoption records?” Asked Jason. You were at the court that had facilitated the adoption, and all that’s left was to get the necessary documents.

“You can’t, you’re not the adoptee or parent of the adoptee,” replied the receptionist.

“I understand, but we don’t know who the father is and the mother’s nowhere to be found,” Jason explained.

The receptionist shook her head apologetically,“ I wish there was something I could do,” Jason explained.

“Actually, there is something you can do,” you intervened.

“Jason’s mother is dead, his dad disappeared his other cousin was murdered a few weeks ago and his only other sibling was just released from a psychiatric hospital. So he’s really desperate to connect to some family right now and finding this cousin would mean everything to him. Please, help him,” you said.

The receptionist appeared to have been moved by your words, and had a change of heart. “You’re lucky to have a fiance who cares so much.

"Yeah, that’s why I love her,” said Jason. Love. He said ‘love’. Then why did he leave? It was this moment that you actually felt pain on your chest hearing those words from Jason, and it broke your heart.

You remained silent, trying freaking hard to not break down.

“All Radley adoptions were closed adoptions which means I can’t access them in this database. But, they’re in the archives room and hasn’t been digitized yet,” said the receptionist.

“I’m not promising anything but I’ll see what I can do,” she added as she gestured for us to take a seat.

“Thanks,” said Jason as you and him sat in silence, waiting for the receptionist to return.

You could feel it. The cracks on the inside that you’ve tried to hide were getting larger and larger, and before you knew it, you ran off.

Who were you kidding Y/N? All this crap about moving on, getting a new boyfriend was nothing but to mask the fact that you had fallen deep. The truth was, despite Jason breaking your heart, you still loved him with all the little pieces. In fact, his return to Rosewood made it clear that you’ll always have feelings for him.

You sat down in a corner, memories rushing back. “You made it seem so easy to walk away from the other person,” you uttered.

Unknown to you, Jason had chased after you and could hear you. “Y/N, the hardest thing I ever did was to walk away still loving you,” he said.

“Then why did you? You had a choice.”

“And I’ve been blaming myself for making the stupidest decision in my entire life.”

“You could have called.”

“I tried to visit you on the day, we quarrelled. But I couldn’t find you. Before I knew it, I had stupidly boarded the plane instead of persevering to look for you. Then my stupid phone got stolen, and the only number I remembered was Ali’s, and I knew how persistent you were on keeping us a secret from her so I couldn’t do anything.”

“You could have visited me immediately after you returned to Rosewood.”

“I did. But Spencer told me you had a Boyfriend, so I assumed you’d moved on. It killed me Y/N. It killed me hearing that and then having to act like I don’t care.”

“Honestly, the only reason why I even told them I had a Boyfriend was to hide the fact that I hadn’t moved on. My Boyfriend doesn’t even exist.” You admitted.

“What?”

“I just said that I had a Boyfriend because I wanted to appear strong in front of them.” You explained.

“Y/N, heading to Ethiopia, helping people, building a future, all these are meaningless if you’re not in it,” said Jason.

“And working at Bespoke isn’t fun when I can’t share my experience with you.”

“Y/N, I mean if you know? I love you.” Said Jason.

“Jason, I do too.” You said and planted a kiss on his lips.

“Don’t ever lie about having a Boyfriend again. My stomach drops when I think of anyone else having you.”

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Dear Leslie, (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/kuP1MCx7ry YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. Not sure if it's going to turn out well seeing that this is the first 'novel' that I'm writing. but if you do go ahead with this, thanks for reading!!! (Also if you would like to help me do a cover that would be nice!!) ****** "Leslie's dead." This was what Ash Laurens had heard about her best friend before flying off to Singapore. Now that she's back in Blarington, all she wants was to live a simple school life, away from the drama that she had been once involved in. Of course, this wasn't going to happen when her other best friend, Tate Jones , happens to land himself in the popular clique. With new people (friends and foes), undiscovered secrets and dramas revolving a meaninglessly social hierarchy system, Ash's school life is definitely not going to be what she'd hoped it would be. More specifically, with Zac and Chase entering and affecting her life in unexpected ways, Ash can only hope that Leslie grants her the strength to endure this hell of a roller coaster ride.

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Working on a novel! Check it out if you’re interested (Looking for someone to help me do covers!)

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Imagine (31.1) - Pretty Little Liars

Anonymous said to imagine-unicornys:maybe some Jason DiLaurentis imagine? whatever you've got in mind :)) love your blog xx

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“It’s ok, I get it. I know what we are, and what we aren’t. Goodbye.” That was the last thing he said.

-

“I don’t understand why he refuses to give her a chance,” you heard Alison grumbling as soon as you entered the Brew.

"Give who a chance?” You asked.

“Jason’s back,” replied Emily.

“Oh,” you uttered, you haven’t heard of that name in a year.

It wasn’t hard to notice that the girls, with the exception of Alison, were trying to hide their concerned expression as you spoke.

“And apparently he doesn’t fancy Mary much. He chased her out of the house,” Spencer added.

“Well,” you said, taking a seat on Spencer’s couch. “I’m sure he must have his reasons.”

“An unjustifiable one,” Alison scoffed. “Since when do you know him enough to know that he does things with reasons?”

“I don’t. I’m simply giving you a neutralistic point of view,” you said.

Aria patted Alison’s shoulder, “She’s right, Ali. You need to calm down,” she said.

Alison sighed, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you like that, there's just too many things on my plate now."

"Hey, no worries. We're all on your side Ali," you gave her an assuring smile.

"Ok, I've gotta go now, doctor's appointment," said Alison.

"Text us for updates!" Exclaimed Emily as Alison left the house.

Once Alison was out of sight, Hanna flashed you a cheeky smile. "I don't, I'm just giving you a neutralistic  point of view," she imitated you. "Such lies,"

"What a great poker face," added Aria.

"I still don't understand why Jason is back," Spencer said.

"Neither do I, it doesn't make sense for him to return to rosewood just to kick Mary out of the house and then hang around," Emily added before the girls turned to you for answers.

"Yeah, it's not like him to dwell about at one place, but I honestly have no idea. Haven't spoken to him in a year," you answered.

"Does Wes knows about Jason?" asked Aria, concerned about your new boyfriend.

"Does he need to know about Jason? It's all in the past," you replied.

"Besides, I didn't expect for us to cross paths again," you added.

"I still don't know what happened between you two, I was rooting for Jason," Spencer shrugged.

"Nothing happened. That's the thing, nothing," You thought to yourself. "We're just back to where we started now, strangers," you said.

-

"Morning," greeted Jason as you woke up, planting a kiss on your forehead.

You immediately leaped into his arms, wrapping your legs around his body.

"I've missed you so much," you said, struggling hard not to shed a tear while fixated on the face you've been seeing in your dreams everyday.

"Me too," he smiled and cupped your face, as if he knew you were going to cry.

"You're always the first thing on my mind everyday," he added, kissing your lips.

"You could have called and let me  prepare for your arrival, instead of pigging out and waking up at 1pm," you said, body still wrapped around his.

"And miss out on surprising you? Mmm, nope," Jason replied and kissed you gently on your forehead.

"So you've finally finished your overseas training and moving to LA?" Your eyes glistened at the thought of finally being able to spend time with Jason.

"It's finally over but Y/N, I've got something better," he said,

"So I received an offer to do social work in Ethiopia and I was thinking that maybe maybe you'd wanna come with me?"

"To Ethiopia?" You said, quite astonished at Jason's proposal. "What would I do there?"

"Help people who have bigger problems than we do," he replied.

"Sounds good. A week's trip?" You asked.

"At least a year, we leave tomorrow" he replied.

"Jason, I'd finally settled down in LA, made a few connections and got a slot for Bespoke's interview! You're asking me to give that up?" You exclaimed, loosing your grip on his body.

"But you just graduated, Y/N.You have the rest of your life to work. And, besides, I think this would be a great experience for us to share,"

"No Jason, it's a great experience for you," you said.

"It's always like this isn't it? You chasing your priorities, while I'm here, always wishing that instead of missing you and waiting for you, I'll be watching a movie with you, or simply just snuggling in bed with you."

"Or just stupidly anticipating for that one day when I'll be able to wake up with you, next to me every single morning."

"Y/N, come with me," Jason asked, gripping tightly to your hand.

"What if I ask you to stay with me? Will you give up Ethopia for me?" You said, pulling your hands away from his and standing up.

Jason sighed, "Y/N, I can't."

"You know, every night before I fall asleep, I close my eyes and picture you laying next to me, with me complaining about how badly my day went, and you trying to console me. You kiss my forehead and whisper goodnights as we fall asleep in each other's arms. And then I fall asleep, comforted with the fact of knowing that one day it will happen. That's why I've been refusing to let you go. But I'm beginning to think that the day will never come." You cried.

"I know living miles apart from each other is difficult, but wait for me," said Jason, wiping away your tears.

"You said that the last time you were here, and the time before that. What's next after Ethopia? Globetrotting around the world? Don't make me wait just because you know I will," you replied. In fact, this was the third time Jason had planned to live an ocean away from you.

He ruffled his hair, he knew it was too much to ask but, I know it isn't easy, but I just can't imagine living a happy life without you being a part of it."

"I'm not afraid to wait. I just don't want to wait for something that will never happen."

"Well then, I’m sorry I’m not what you wanted,”

“No, that wasn’t what I was trying to say-”

“It’s ok, I get it. I know what we are, and what we aren’t. Goodbye," Jason said, shaking with emotions and before you could even try to stop him, he was out of your sight.

You hardly remembered what had happened after that. All you could remember was that you'd switched off your phone, sat in the corner of your favourite hiding spot in the park, and sobbed. Sometimes you just have to deal with the pain and cry.

With that, the next day happened and you knew that Jason had left. The first one you loved, had been lost.

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Hey I was wondering if you can write another imagine were Blaine Anderson is straight for the reader please. I loved your last one.

just posted!

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Can you please make another imagine where Blaine from glee is straight for the reader but she's dating Sam so he gets jealous and tries to casually break them up ? Thank you 😘

modified it a lil!

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Imagine (30) - Glee

Anonymous said to imagine-unicornys:Hey I was wondering if you can write another imagine were Blaine Anderson is straight for the reader please. I loved your last one.  madixgilinsky said to imagine-unicornys: Can you please make another imagine where Blaine from glee is straight for the reader but she's dating Sam so he gets jealous and tries to casually break them up ? Thank you 😘

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BLAINE ANDERSON

As Blaine stepped foot onto the hallways, all eyes were on him.

“Have you heard? Blaine Anderson and Y/N Y/L/N were hanging out at Breadstix yesterday night. Alone.” He said.

“So? Isn’t he gay?” She replied.

“Not anymore, I heard he became straight because of Miranda Kerr,“ another chimed in.

"Is that even legit?” They all thought.

“Blaine Anderson!” exclaimed McKinley’s very own gossip girl as he ran towards him, wasting no opportunity in getting a statement. “How do you respond to recent rumors about your sexual preference? More specifically, you actually being straight instead of being gay,”

“Straight. That’s all I can say,” replied Blaine with an unfaltering expression. It felt so good to finally be able to announce the truth.

A student who heard him looked up immediately, “Holy crap I knew he wasn’t gay!” she exclaimed.

“Well there you have it McKinley High,” the reporter turned to face the camera. “Looks like Anderson’s relationship with Hummel traumatised him so badly that he has decided to fish in another pond,” he scoffed.

“So what? He’s dating Y/N now? Is that even legal? To date another New Directions member after breaking up with his boyfriend?” He continued, attempting to add more fuel to the fire.

“This is Jacob Ben Israel speaking, and coming right up, I attempt to get into Rachel Berry’s pants once again.”

The cameraman placed down his equipment and sighed, “Times like this I wish I was in Glee club to witness such drama.”

“On second thought, nope, still too gay,” he chuckled.

“Good morning,” greeted Blaine as you approached your locker. He was leaning against it, awaiting your arrival.

You could see at least 3 girls fangirling over Blaine from the corner of your eyes. “How is it that just after 10 minutes of you announcing your change in preference at McKinley, you have girls chasing after you already?”

“I don’t know, you tell me,” replied Blaine while scratching his forehead.

The conversation was interrupted by Jenna, who had slammed her palm on your locker. “What’s this thing I heard about you and Blaine having a night’s out at Breadstix?” asked Jenna.

"What?” You asked, taken aback. “Just a rumor,” replied Blaine.

“That’s impossible, Cady Smith clearly said that-“

"I wasn’t with Blaine. I was with Sam.“ You answered.

This time, it was Blaine’s turn to be taken aback, "What?”

Jenna, who clearly ignored Blaine’s reaction, lit up. “Ah ha! So you were at Breadstix,”

“Yeah I was, with Sam,“ you said.

“Don’t tell me… You guys are back together again?” asked Jenna.

“What? No, no, he wanted help with calculus,”

“Well, he wanted help with astronomy the last time and look what happened a week later,” rebutted Jenna.

“But this time, it’s different,” you said.

“How is that different? You’ve always-” before Jenna could finish her sentence, the school bell rang.

“Awesome, saved by the bell!” You exclaimed sarcastically, sending an obvious signal to Jenna that you wanted her to stop talking.

“This is not over missy,” she furrowed her brows and left. At this point in time, Blaine was standing beside you, zoning out. He had no clue that you and Sam were once an item.

“Hello? Earth to Blaine?” You waved frantically in front of him, trying to get him back to reality.

“You were with Sam?” Blaine asked.

You nodded, “I was, until he dumped me for Brittany.”

“So-so he broke your heart?”

“He did, but I recovered. Let’s just leave the past in the past yea?”

“And he asked you out to Breadstix? Just after breaking up with Brittany?”

“He wanted help with calculus!” You exclaimed. “Him breaking up with Brittany has nothing to do with us going to Breadstix?”

Blaine affirmed his position, “One does not simply take another girl to Breadstix just to get homework help,”

"Ha! Funny," you chuckled.

Blaine affirmed," He’s onto you, steer clear of him,”

"Sam, I'm sorry I can't hang out with you anymore because apparently Blaine thinks that you're onto me and wants me to steer clear of you. You really want me to say that?" You asked. 

 "Perfect, you’re a natural," Blaine nodded. "In fact, you could just do it now when he's just two lockers away," he added, pointing in Sam's direction.

 "Blaine, I'm not-" 

"Sam!" Blaine called for the blonde quarterback, signalling him to come.

“Hey, how’s it going?” Sam greeted, eyes fixated on you. “Y/N has something to say to you,” Blaine said, trying so hard to hide his disgust.

Hell no, there wasn’t anyway you were going to listen to Blaine.“Good luck for your game later!” you exclaimed and glanced at Blaine, whose expression had clearly darkened.

“Thanks Mooky,” Sam smiled. That was what he used to call you back then when he was your boyfriend. “Lunch?”

“No,” Blaine immediately intervened. “Uh, we’re rehearsing our duet during lunch break,” “Always the perfectionist aren’t you Blaine?” Sam chuckled.

“Text me then,” he added as he gently patted your head and returned to join his friends.

“Mooky? Lunch? Text? Isn’t it obvious what his intentions are?” asked Blaine. You smiled, knowing Blaine was right. “Okay, maybe he really wants to patch up, but so what? He’s not going to succeed,”

“How are you so sure?”

“Because I’ve moved on to another person,” you answered him honestly.

Blaine got even more confused. “What? This is getting even more and more compli-”

“You, I’ve moved on to you,” 

“Me?” He pointed to himself. Upon realisation, he couldn’t hide his grin, “Are you confessing to me right now?”

“Blaine,” you chuckled. “I’ve confessed to you the day I gave you a chance to start anew. I always thought you knew that,”

“I didn’t. I always thought you rejected me subtly since you acted so indifferently when I confessed to you,” he replied. 

“Mmm, you can’t possibly think that a simple confession is enough to get me to be your girlfriend can you?”

“Then how about this?” asked Blaine as he inched closer and closer to you and whispered into your ears, “Y/N, may I take you to a candlelit dinner tonight so I can once again, prove my feelings to you and finally ask you to be my girlfriend?” “By all means, yes,” you said. “Great, see you later Toots,”  replied Blaine. “Toots?” “If Sam gave you a pet nickname, I can’t lose to him. Besides, I’ve been dying to call you that for a while now,” he said.

“You know what? Screw dinner. Yes Blaine, I’ll be your girlfriend,” you replied and leaped into his arms, where he cupped your face and kissed you, ignorant to the students who were walking down the hallway.

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MASTERLIST

PRETTY LITTLE LIARS

Jason DiLaurentis

Imagine (1)

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Hii, I love your writing 🙈 Can u do an Asher Millstone imagine where he has something with Bonnie but u are in love with him and u are just watching how they develop a relationship. But then he breaks up with Bonnie because of some things and u get into a fight with Asher and then he finds out u have feelings for him? Ending with fluff or something? 😊🙈

done!

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Imagine (29) - HTGAWM

Hii, I love your writing 🙈 Can u do an Asher Millstone imagine where he has something with Bonnie but u are in love with him and u are just watching how they develop a relationship. But then he breaks up with Bonnie because of some things and u get into a fight with Asher and then he finds out u have feelings for him? Ending with fluff or something? 😊🙈

Hi can you do a Asher Millstone imagine from HTGAWM ?

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ASHER MILLSTONE

Eponine from Les Miserables, Severus Snape from Harry Potter, or even Gaston from Beauty and the Beast.

You’ve never felt such a strong sympathy for all these characters before. Hell, you’ve once listened to ‘A Heart Full of Love’ by Marius and Cosette for an entire month on your iPod. Unrequited love simply just didn’t bother you, you know? All of a sudden, you found yourself looping ‘On My Own’, tearing up at Severus Snape’s love for Lily Potter and even sympathising with freaking Gaston!

Basically, what happened was that you had a hopeless crush on someone you had no chance with. To put it even simply, Asher Millstone happened.

You didn’t know why you were so interested in him. Perhaps it was his knack of physical comedy, his goofiness, or the fact that he got his heart in the right place. One thing for sure though, it definitely isn’t because of his self-perceived sexual prowess, heh. 

“Team Bosher!” He exclaimed as he reached out to Bonnie for a high five. 

You’d seen the look in his eyes whenever he talks to Bonnie - it was the exact expression you had when you interacted with Asher, always full of admiration and love. That was when you knew that you would never ever be the reason for his smile, because Bonnie was the reason. 

Just like Eponine, you watched them grow closer and without surprise, they started dating.

You accepted it. You chose to move on. 

But choosing to move on is different from actually moving on.

No matter how hard you tried, Asher still remained subtly in your thoughts. There was never a time that the word “Asher” wouldn’t appear in your mind. It’s pretty pathetic really, how you stay up all night thinking about someone who’ll never do the same for you. 

“We broke up,” he said a month later.

Your jaw dropped, “Wh-why? You guys were perfect together!” You were genuinely confused. One of the reasons why you’d chose to move on was because you were entirely convinced that Bonnie and Asher were made for each other. She kept him grounded, he made her happy. 

Asher shrugged with a frown, “Unknown reasons,” he said.   “So that’s it? You’re going to let her go just because of unknown reasons...?” you replied. What even? “Yeah, I guess,” he said, acting like it was no big deal.

“You alright?” You asked.

“Chill, it’s cool,”

“No Asher. It isn’t 'cool’. Do you have any idea how rare it is to find someone who shares mutual feelings with you? And you’re now letting that person go because of ‘unknown reasons’?”

“Are you on your time of the month because whatever you’ve just said is super cliche,” Asher scoffed. 

His attention was then directed to your clenched fists as soon as sounds of knuckles were heard.

“Oh my god! You’re aren’t you? You’re clenching your fist,” Asher gasped.

“No,” you said, taking a deep breath. “I’m not.”

Asher coughed nervously, in fear of getting punched. What’s worse was that he had no idea why you were fuming. In an attempt to lighten things up, he’d changed the subject “You know, I told you everything about me and Bonnie, but you’ve never once mentioned anything about your relationship... Spill it,” 

“No,” you shook your head, showing a slight hint of embarrassment.

“You’re lying,” he smirked. “I can tell it from your facial expression. That’s why you’re so angry at me aren’t you? You got rejected and you’re now onto me for not appreciating what I had,”

”Asher Millstone, don’t push it.” 

Asher got cheekier by second the moment he knew he’d got the facts right, “Come on Y/N, who is it?”

You were about to run over to Laurel and Connor, who were busy prepping for the upcoming case, until Bonnie intervened- “I’m only saying this because I want both of you to get to your asses to work , not because I give a heck about the both of you-” she said with a poker face, followed by a sigh. 

Asher immediately had a horrified expression, “Bonnie, don’t-” 

However, it was obvious that Bonnie didn’t give a flying crap whether he was going to approve what she way about to say, “He’s been infatuated with you all along,” 

You choked, “What?”

“Bonnie, stop.”  “Shut up Asher,” said Bonnie as she shot Asher with a death glare.

“Is it true? I never knew,” you asked. “No Y/N, it isn’t true. Why else will I be here when there’s a death row innocence case we have to work on?” replied Bonnie as she turned to Asher. “Get your shit together before Annalise gets back,” she said, and headed back to her table.

“Ok what the hell is she talking about?” You asked.

“I don’t know,” replied Asher.

“You used me as a reason to break things off with her didn’t you?”

“What? No,” said Asher. 

“Then what was that about?”

“I don’t know,” 

“Seriously Asher? If you’re not coming clean then screw off, I have better things to do than entertaining you and Bonnie’s gimmicks,” 

“Hah, like that’s gonna happen,” said Asher, who shot you with a wink. 

At this point in time, you were just too tired. Too tired from overthinking, too tired from lies, too tired from putting on a false front; You simply ignored him.

“Really? You’re gonna do that for the rest of the day?”

“Asher, I’m tired of this whole fiasco. If you still love her, chase her back, I’ll kindly help you explain things to her. If you don’t, then don’t use me as a fake reason to break things off with her, because that’s the douch-iest thing a man can do.”

“That is not what happened!” exclaimed Asher.

“Then what happened Asher? What exactly did you do that made Bonnie drag me into this whole shit-hole?” “And don’t you dare say that you have no clue, because I know when you’re lying,”

“I-I called out your name while we were having sex,” said Asher. 

“What?” Well, that was certainly unexpected, “Why?” “What do you mean why? Why else would I called out someone’s name when I’m banging another chick?” “Another chick? Asher, that’s Bonnie you’re talking about, the girl that you’ve been trying to get for months!” “I know, I know! The weird thing was when I was with Bonnie, all I could think about is you,” 

“Gosh Y/N, I know I’m coming across as a player, but I’ve always been attracted to you in the beginning. Bonnie’s the rebound,” 

“You-you like me?” You asked.

“Yeah, and the whole rebound thing was a complete failure, because I still think about you all the time.” 

“Wow, ok,” You nodded your head in disbelief.

“That doesn’t makes sense. Rebound? I’ve never once rejected you,”

“You didn’t, but I caught you cuddling with Connor the other day,” he explained.

“Asher! Connor’s gay! I’m not interested in him!” You exclaimed.

“What? Connor’s gay?” Asher gasped, “Oh my god, I forgot. Un-freaking-believable,” 

“I have no words, I surrender,” You raised your hands, no idea whether to laugh or to cry.

“I forgot, I actually freaking forgot! Oh god, I confessed!” Asher said and squatted down, covering his face with both hands.

“Hey, if it helps, I’ve loved you since the day you burst through Annalise’s door with a banana printed tie,” You smiled while prying his hands open. 

“Fun fact, I actually did it to get your attention,” he said. 

“Touché,” you commented. 

“So, what’s next for us?” You asked. 

“I guess, what’s left is this,” replied Asher as he carried you in his arms and planted kisses on your cheeks. 

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I love you htgawm imagines! Literally the best I've read 😘😍❤️👌

THANK YOUUUUUU <3

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R u working on anything rn?

Working on an Asher and Blaine imagine right now!

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Do you have wattpad????

Yea I do! But I don't post there regularly heh

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Imagine 28 - The Vampire Diaries

Thought I’ll compensate the lack of imagines with a Klaus one!  (not my gif)

KLAUS MIKAELSON

"The worst feeling isn't being forgotten by someone you never want to forget, it's forgetting someone whom you've sworn never to forget.

"You're bizarrely interesting for a human aren't you love?"

It's that voice again.

"If I did anything right in my life, it was when I gave my heart to you."

There was definitely a sense of familiarity. Yet, you couldn't quite make out who that voice belonged to. Perhaps Jeremy? Or Matt? That stranger you've hooked up with two days ago? No, that wasn't quite right.

"This place isn't safe anymore Y/N, I have to let you go," he said.

"No!" You exclaimed as you awakened from your slumber, reluctantly returning back to reality.

It was always the same voice appearing in your dreams. The voice you've been hearing since you returned from boarding school. As insane as it seems, it felt like a ghost was trying to communicate with you?

Casting that aside, it was your first day back at Mystic Falls,so you obviously had to catch up with your buds.  

“Look who’s back from vacation!” Caroline squealed. “Get in here,” She demanded as she pulled Bonnie, Elena and you into a tight hug.

“Oh god, I’ve missed you guys so much,” you remarked gleefully. “Bonnie, glad you’re finally back,” I added. The last time you left town, Damon and Bonnie were supposedly dead.

“And you," I shifted my gaze to Elena. "Have you gotten your memories back yet?”

“Long story short, Alaric lost his powers,” Elena replied.

“So the compulsion’s permanent now?”

Elena nodded, “Yeah, I guess."

“Okay," Caroline sighed as she poured drinks. "Enough about us."

“I want details about you and your trip, any summer flings?” She asked sheepishly.

For a moment, I thought Elena and Bonnie had shot Caroline a skeptical look, as if she had said something wrong. “I mean, if you don’t want to talk about it, it’s fine, we could-“ Caroline said, attempting to change the subject.

You shook your head, “No no, it’s fine. Vacation was great, I-“

“You...?”

You raised your brows, “Strange, I have absolutely no recollection of what I did in London,”  

“That’s normal. I can’t even remember what I did yesterday,” Bonnie joked.

“Same,” Elena added, and you could've sworn you'd seen Caroline letting out a nervous laugh.

“Great, I’ve been so overwhelmed by those dreams that I’m beginning to have a loss of memory," you remarked.

“What dreams?”  Elena asked.

You laughed helplessly. "I don't even know how to word it without making it sound like I'm crazy,"

“I think a ghost is trying to talk to me," you whispered, making sure that only the three girls could hear.

"A ghost?" said Caroline in disbelief.

"I guess? I mean, I keep hearing this voice in my dreams. A voice I've never heard before. It has to be a ghost, right?"

"What was it saying?" Asked Bonnie.

"Something about loving me and letting me go? I personally think he's got the wrong girl." You said.

Caroline flinched in response and looked nervously at the other girls.

"What's wrong?" You asked.

"Nothing, it's probably just withdrawal symptoms from your vacation. Don't think too much about it alright?" Caroline said.

"Why would withdrawal symptoms include such random voices?" You tilted your head.

"Caroline's right. Ghosts can't do that anymore, the other side is gone, remember?" Bonnie added.

"Yeah I guess so. It's just, the voice felt so real. Like it was a piece of forgotten memory." You explained. "Wow, I do sound crazy."

"Yeah, you've gone officially bonkers," Caroline said.

"Perhaps," you scoffed and took a shot.

After a few drinks and laughters, Caroline and Bonnie had to run an errand, leaving Elena with you.

"Hey, you've been pretty quiet throughout our conversation today. Something wrong?" You asked.

Elena nervously laughed, "Nope, just reminiscing the good old days without this whole vampire fiasco,"

Blame it on the whole 'I'm your Best Friend so I know exactly when you're lying to me' telepathy thing, but you knew that Elena wasn't speaking the truth.

"You're lying," you said, immediately noticing that her expression hardened.

"Elena, you're the only one that has always been truthful to me since the beginning. Tell me what's wrong,"

"What's wrong is that I don't think it's right to take away something precious from someone without their consent," Elena let out a sigh and said.

"What? Who? Weren't your memories taken away because you wanted them to?" You asked.

"Klaus's going to kill me," you heard Elena mumbled to herself before she turned to look at you.

"That voice you've been hearing? It's Klaus Mikaelson."

"Isn't Klaus Mikaelson the second brother that died way before the others came back to Mystic Fall? The cold hearted bastard?" You've heard about Klaus Mikaelson. Apparently, he was killed by Mikael way before you were even born.

"He was never dead. In fact, you loved him. So much that you left with him and moved to New Orleans."

"You're not making much sense,"

"Because after getting together with him and moving to New Orleans for half a year, he compelled you to forget about his entire existence.

"Are you serious? Why?”

"I don't know. But he made us promise not to tell you, or the last thing we'll ever see is him ripping our hearts into pieces,” “Which  I obviously doubt will happen seeing that he loves you too much to kill one of your best friends," Elena smirked.

"Why are you telling me all this?”

"Because I know that you'd never want to forget Klaus, even if the relationship ended on a bad note. You'd never want to forget someone whom had once taken up so much space in your heart. Someone you'd once sworn to protect, someone you'd believed in so much even though he was really a cold hearted bastard.”

"You need to return to New Orleans to find him Y/N. Get an explanation, closure, or at least something to stop those nightmares,” suggested Elena.

Once the weekend arrived, you took heed of Elena’s advice and travelled to New Orleans. With the address she gave you, you were able to locate the Mikaelsons’ estate.

It was so familiar, yet so foreign.

As you knocked on the gate, a blonde-haired male opened the door and furrowed his brows, "What are you doing here?" He asked, looking flustered.

"I'm looking for Klaus Mikaelson?" You answered, before realising that the  the stranger voice’s sounded exactly like the one you've been hearing in your dreams.

In an instant, the man's expression hardened, "He's dea-"

"That's you isn't it?" You said before he could even finish his sentence. So it’s true. If Klaus was alive, it must have meant that he did indeed tamper with your memory.

He refused to answer directly. "Why are you here?"

"Because I've been hearing your goddamn voice every single time I sleep and I want an explanation,” you said impatiently. “What was I saying?” He asked, frowning.

“Somewhere along the lines of, ‘I love you but I have to let you go’”

“That’s not all. I feel miserable everyday, as if- as if there was a part of me that’s missing.”

“I can’t do anything about these voices, love. You coming to me was a mistake,” he said.

“For a head start, you could give me my memories back. We had a past right? ButIi clearly seem to have forgotten about all of it.” 

You could see that Klaus was unhappy with what you were saying, “Who told you that? It has to be Caroline-”

“It doesn’t matter, now give me back my memories.” “I can’t. You don’t understand, I’m doing this to protect you,” Klaus shook his head.

“You can’t protect me and take something precious away from me without my consent! That’s why I’ve been hearing about your voices and feeling miserable isn’t it? Because I loved you and I didn’t want you to take away my memories.”  Klaus remained silent.

“Please Klaus. Whatever it is you’re trying to protect me from, compelling me to forget about this whole saga is not the right method.” ”No, you’re better off without dealing with all of this.” “Klaus! Please!” You said, tearing up. There was this feeling inside of you, like your stomach has been twisted so many times and your heart was about to shatter into a million pieces. “Just stop crying!” Finally, Klaus’s expression softened, With two claps, you suddenly remembered everything. You remembered about your time in New Orleans, your enemies in New Orleans, and your lover in New Orleans, Klaus.  This man right in front of you, was the one whom you promised to conquer the world with. To think that there was a moment where you had forgotten about him was beyond scary.

“Why Y/N? Why is it so hard for me to just leave you sobbing and not give you back your memories?” “Klaus, I’ve told you so many times. I will fight Aurora and Lucien with you, I’m not simply going to sit by the sidelines and just forget about you. Don’t you get it? Alone we can do so little, but together we can do so much.” 

“Stop treating me like a baby and let me fight alongside you!” You exclaimed and you wrapped your arms around him so tightly, before locking lips with him.  Klaus chuckled in response, “I guess I was indeed too rash previously wasn’t I?”

Finally, everything felt so right again.