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Kai leaves you because he thinks he's not good enough for you. 😊

“Aaaaargh!” Kai hit his head for what must have been the tenth time today. “Get out of me!” He tensed all his muscles and stared at his reflection in the mirror. “I did the merge because I wanted power, not because I wanted some stupid conscience.”

The mirrored glass felt cold against his forehead and he closed his eyes.

Everything had seemed so simple.

Do the merge.

Get all the power.

Get his revenge.

Do whatever the hell he wanted.

But now there was all of a sudden some voice inside his head questioning every decision. Every time he flicked his wrist to do something cool, that voice in his head told him all the things that were wrong with it.

He was hurting people

What was the ultimate goal?

Did revenge really taste this sweet?

The voice had crossed a line however when it had started whispering that it would be better if he would leave you, that he was ruining your life, that he was nothing but a bad influence. One day he would get in serious trouble and he would drag you with him.

An enemy could use you to ruin him.

You could be with him, at the wrong time, at the wrong place.

He could lose you.

“Come on!” Kai felt salted tears rolling down his cheeks. He had never cried in his life, not before the merge, but it seemed that his eyes were making up for lost time now whenever they could. “You have to agree that (y/n) is the best thing that ever happened to me. It’s the only actual good thing in my life!”

Which was precisely why the voice was repeating, over and over, that he didn’t deserve you, that you were too good for him.

“I’m not a bad person!” Kai shook his head. “They made me a bad person! They told me I was a monster, an abomination. They never hugged me or kissed me. They didn’t read me bedtime stories.” He shrugged. “What does a boy have to do? If I wanted attention, I had to ask for it. And the only way I could get it was to live up to their expectations. That’s not my fault.”

But the blood was on his hands. The voice reminded him that no shower could ever wash him clean, that no hand sanitizer could ever rid his hands of all those stains and memories. And instead of crawling and apologizing for it, he was adding more and more crimes to his resume day after day.

“I won’t leave.” He stepped back, but he felt wobbly and fell down on the bed. “I can’t live without (y/n).”

And yet, he stood up again and opened the closet. No matter how much he tried to fight it, his hands grabbed the suitcase and started filling it up. It didn’t even take long to grab everything. He didn’t have anything that had any sentimental worth.

Apart from you.

“I hate this stupid merge.” He lifted the suitcase from the bed and walked down the stairs. “I hate you, Luke Parker. And don’t think for one moment that I won’t try everything to get rid of you. As soon as I can.” He put the suitcase down to put his jacket on and then he lifted it back up while walking out the door. “(Y/n) is mine. You can make me leave now, but I’ll be back.”

The voice in his head chuckled.

Maybe you would be happy that he was finally gone. Maybe you wouldn’t want him back anymore. Maybe you would figure out that this was the one good thing Kai Parker had ever done.

For anyone.

For you.

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hi love! could you do a Kol Mikaelson imagine where he is constantly flirting with the reader & she is flustered by him but at the same time can’t stand him (kinda like damon & elena at first). while she’s in her room, she falls asleep and has a dirty dream of Kol, and wakes up with Kol next to her, who had been manipulating her dream✨ hopefully that wasn’t too confusing?

Triggerwarning: NSFW // DUB CON 

You moaned when his lips kissed the sensitive skin of your neck. His fingers played with one of your hard nipples and you lift your hips to press your core to the bulk in his boxershort.

“Do you like this?” His voice was nothing but a soft whisper and instead of answering you grabbed his face and pulled his lips to yours.

Kol was infuriating. The ever present smirk on his face made your skin crawl. Every time he used one of his cheap pickup lines on you you felt all your muscles tense. And yet somehow you felt your body react to him every time he glanced your way.

“I take that as a yes.”

There was that annoying smirk again, but you swallowed your complaints when he used his tongue to leave a trail down your stomach. The tips of his fingers tickled your legs when he pulled your hipster down in an agonizingly slow movement. But you forgave him instantly when his lips kissed your clit.

If he would continue like this you wouldn’t even last until he was inside you, but you didn’t ask him to stop. Instead you buried your hands in his hair and whispered his name when his tongue swirled around in slow circles.

“And here I thought you would be the kind of girl to like loads of foreplay.” One of his fingers slipped inside you. “But here you are. All ready and wet.” He smirked once more and then he took off his boxershort.

You weren’t the only one not needing loads of foreplay, it seemed.

While he positioned himself between your legs his lips kissed the tip of your nose. “Isn’t enemies to lovers the best trope in literature ever invented?” With one smooth movement he filled you up and you stopped breathing. “There’s nothing more satisfying than two people who believe they can’t stand each other finally recognizing that energy for what it truly is.” He started moving. Slowly at first, but faster and faster every time your movements caught up with his.

You tried to fight it for as long as possible, but when he placed his thumb on your clit he pushed you over the edge and for a moment you forgot everything.

When you opened your eyes again you felt dizzy and slightly disoriented. You had to blink a few times before you realized why you were all of a sudden fully clothed and why an open book rested next to you on your pillow.

“Did you have a nice dream, sweetheart?”

You tensed all your muscles and a shiver, you weren’t sure if it was a pleasant or unpleasant one, rolled down your spine.

“I can assure you that the real deal is even better than that.”

“You did this.” You hissed between your teeth. “What did you do to me?” You pushed yourself up and straddled the vampire lying next to you. “What did you do?” You grabbed his shirt and Kol lifted his hands up.

“Nothing!” He shook his head. “I just manipulated your dream a little. I swear I didn’t touch you.”

You were breathing rapidly and you felt your heart racing in your chest. Your cheeks heated up however when you realized that his body was reacting just as powerfully to your current position as yours.

“Get out of my house!” You jumped away from him and tried not to look at the bulge in his jeans. “And never ever think you can try something like this ever again.”

“But you liked it, didn’t you?” Kol raised his eyebrows and you wished you had the nerve to slam that smirk off his face.

“I said GET OUT!”

Within less then a blink he was gone. Your bed was empty and if his smell hadn’t lingered in your room you would have thought that you had imagined it.

He had been right however. Even though you hated him. Even though you couldn’t stand him. Even though you didn’t want anything to do with him. You had liked it.

And your treacherous body longed for more.

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Happy Birthday Imagine - Harry Hook

So, a very dear friend of mine, @lunna-star-8​ celebrates her birthday today! The perfect moment for a short showandwrite comeback! (I have some trouble with my writing, so maybe I’ll be coming back a little more often to find back my joy and love for it, who knows!) HAPPY BIRTHDAY and I hope that there will be some really awesome things happening to you soon!

You furrowed your eyebrows when you stepped through the door of the small cottage you and Harry Hook shared.

The hallway was filled with black smoke and a sickening smell immediately clung to your hair and clothes.

“Harry?” You dropped the bags with groceries and rushed to the kitchen. “Is everything okay here?”

He smirked, even though there was something undefinable in the sink while the fire alarms were screaming. “Of course! I have everything under control.” He swallowed.

“So…” You licked your lips. “The black smoke and awful smell were part of the plan?” You crossed your arms over your chest. “And that black thing in the sink is also exactly as it should be?” You smiled. “Were you testing the fire alarms?” You cocked your head. “They work, I guess.”

“Look…” Harry walked towards you and he placed his strong hands on your shoulders. “I simply wanted to surprise you.” He moved a little closer, his nose now only inches away from yours. “And since so many people are baking birthday cakes when their special someone celebrates their birthday, I assumed it couldn’t be too hard.”

A chuckle escaped your lips. “You tried to bake?”

“Evie got me this cookbook and assured me that nothing could go wrong as long as I would follow all the steps.”

You nodded. “I think she might have overestimated your non existent cooking skills.” You rolled your eyes. “Using a shady sort of fish restaurant as a constant hang out doesn’t automatically make you a cook.”

Harry pouted. “Are you now mad at me?”

You didn’t think you could ever be truly mad at Harry Hook. He was simply too charming to be mad at. He was also too handsome to be mad at. And last but not least, he always meant it so well that you also didn’t want to discourage him.

“Mad? Because your attempt to bake me a birthday cake went wrong? Why would I be mad about that?”

“There will be visitors in a few hours and…” Harry rarely seemed uncomfortable, but now he stared at his own boots. “We can’t welcome them in this smell.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed a soft kiss on the tip of his nose. “The weather is nice enough and we still have a few hours left before everyone arrives.”

His arms slipped around your waist and his knuckles touched the delicate skin of your cheek. “What do you need me to do, princess?”

You needed a minute to answer. No matter how long you and Harry were already together, talking when he was this close never became easier. “If we take all the furniture outside, including the decorations, we can just throw the party outside. And if we place a sign at the front door that they should walk around the house no one will know you almost burned our house down today.”

“How do you do that?” Harry tucked a strand of loose hair behind your ear.

“Do what?” Your cheeks heated up when you felt his breath warming your lips.

“Make me fall in love with you more when I think I can’t fall any harder?” He kissed you and his arms pulled you as close to him as humanly possible.

“A girl has the right to have secrets, right?” You stuttered when you managed to free yourself from his strong embrace. “And now quit the charming. We have a garden party to prepare.”

“Aye, Aye, princess!”

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Hey can you please do a imagine where the reader is married to Robb, but when he meets Talisa he also falls in love with her and they end up in a polyamorous relationship?

Robb Stark - A little more love

You looked up when Robb entered the tent. Pearls of sweat covered his forehead and the moment he saw you his cheeks reddened.

“Everything alright, Robb?” You raised your eyebrows and closed the book you had been reading.

His hand trembled when he scratched the back of his neck, but he refused to meet your staring glance. He didn’t need to answer your question for you to know that everything was not alright.

You swallowed. “Robb…” You stood up from your seat and walked towards him. “I thought we had already established that we would always tell each other everything?” You reached for his hands and felt how his palms were sweating. “We are in the middle of a war. I know not to expect any good news soon.” You paused, but Robb kept silent. Way too silent for your liking. “Whatever it is, I can handle it.”

“I’m not sure you can handle this…” Robb let out a deep breath and eventually he looked up. “Maybe it is better if you sit down before I start talking.”

A million scenario’s were rushing through your mind.

Had Jamie Lannister come back with his father’s army to take revenge for the lost battle and his time as a hostage? Had more prisoners escaped? Had one of his bannerman decided to leave this war to go home? Was there a shortage of food or other supplies and were all your lives in danger?

You sat down on the uncomfortable wooden chair and folded your hands in your lap to hide that you were shaking. “I’m ready.” You forced a smile on your face, but Robb didn’t return the smile and your worries only increased.

“I have no idea how to tell you this.” Robb kneeled down in front of you. “I want to start with telling you that I still love you. I love you very much and I am certain that I will never stop loving you.”

Sentences like that usually continued with a but.

And you had to admit you were indeed not quite certain if you would like this but.

“But I think…” He licked his dry lips. “I believe…” He reached for your hand again and rubbed your knuckles.

You shook your head. “Can you just tell me, please?” You wanted to speak firmly, but your words came out as a soft whisper.

“I fell in love with someone else too.” He spoke quickly and it took you a few seconds to realise what he had just said.

“Talisa…” You chuckled. “What a surprise.”

Robb furrowed his eyebrows. “I have to admit I expected you to start shouting or crying or…” He cocked his head. “Well, I thought you would at least be a little more upset?”

“How long do we know each other Robb?” You raised your eyebrows. “She’s pretty, she’s kind, she’s intelligent and she takes care of those people you’ve dragged into this war…” You shrugged. “I’m actually quite surprised that it took you this long to fall for her. I fell for her weeks ago already.”

“I actually…” He stopped in the middle of his sentence. “Wait…” He locked his glance with yours once more. “Did you just say you also fell for her?”

Your lips curled up into a smile. “Are you truly surprised about that? And here I thought that my husband would know me better by now.” You shook your head when you saw the confusion on his face. “So…” You smirked. “We could, of course, ask Talisa what she thinks about dating a married couple.”

Robb looked up and there was a glimmer in his eyes that you hadn’t seen for a very long time. “Are you…” He blinked a few times. “Would you really be okay with that?”

“Robb…” You grabbed his chin and leaned in to kiss his slightly parted lips. “If you are okay with it, nothing would make me happier.”

For the first time in weeks he smiled and then he stood up and pulled you up from your seat. “You are the most amazing woman I have ever met.”

“Don’t let Talisa hear it. She could get jealous.” You winked and felt his hands curl around your waist so he could lift you up and twirl you around.

“I love you.” Robb buried his nose in your hair when he put you down again. “You have no idea how much I love you.“

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Happy New Year

Hey Hi!

Wow, December has been such a blast and we're both very proud that we've actually managed to complete the Advent Calendar all through December without missing a day! We wrote 31 stories, for 31 different characters, all based on prompts sent in by you and we enjoyed it so much.

However, this doesn't mean we're making a definite come back. We like to do events once in a while where we write again, but writing for this blog on a daily basis is just not working anymore for us.

A few days before Christmas I've heard that I get a permanent contract at my new work place. But, that also means 2,5 hours of traveling each work day and going to bed early. It means I have to make choices. And at the moment I prefer to focus on my individual writing projects (I'm working on original stories and on a huge Game of Thrones modern fic with a female OC and I write some fanfics in between, mostly for Game of Thrones too) in the few free hours a day I actually have.

But, as already promised: This account is not going anywhere and once in a while we might do a shorter or longer event where we add new content to the page. Feel also always free to send in requests. You never know when one of us feels inspired and just wants to write something. But no promises from our side.

We hope that you all enjoyed the December event and keep on reading and re-reading our stories. We'll keep an eye on this account and feel always free to send in an ask if you want to know something.

Thank you so much for your constant support, love, likes and comments. Last December felt a little bit like coming home.

Love,

Annette

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Advent Event - “Back to You” by Selena Gomez with Robb Stark

And I gotta convince myself I don’t want it Even though I do

“My father has be killed by monsters. We will make sure their rule ends here and now!” Robb raised his voice and everyone who had gathered in the throne room cheered in response.

You felt a certain kind of pride while watching him, standing in front of this crowd, a boy who had grown into a man and was leading an army into a revolution that had been brewing for a while already.

But you also knew that revolutions killed people. From all the soldiers who would march to the south, too many would never see their homes again. And maybe one of the people who wouldn’t see his home again was Robb.

You tried not to think about it too much, about the possibility of losing him, about the possibility of never seeing him again. After all, that’s why you had never admitted how you felt about him. That’s why you had convinced yourself that your love was nothing but a crush that would pass when the years would go by.

I wanna hold you when I’m not supposed to When I’m lying close to someone else

That’s why you had never fought for his love. You had never tried to conquer his heart. And you had not protested when your parents had arranged a marriage with one of the handsome young men serving the Starks in Winterfell.

Servants didn’t have to fight battles. Servants didn’t die on battlefields far away from home, covered in blood of their friends and enemies, screaming for their mothers who were weeping at home, praying that their sons wouldn’t be the next to go.

But despite all your and your husband's attempts to make your marriage work and to create a loving home for your future children, you couldn’t keep Robb Stark out of your head.

At night you were wondering how it would feel to have his hands wandering over your entire body. When you closed your eyes you envisioned his lips kissing the sensitive skin of your neck. And sometimes you heard an imaginary version of him whispering sweet nothings and promises in your ear.

Everybody knows we got unfinished business And I’ll regret it if I didn’t say

“Robb…” As soon as the meeting was over you walked towards him. Your hands shook and your lips trembled, but you feared that if you wouldn't speak up right now, wouldn’t at least tell him something, you’d never get the chance again.

There was no future for the two of you. He was the lord of Winterfell and you were married to one of his servants, but somehow you wanted him to know that in another time and somewhere else you and him could have happened.

“That was an inspirational speech there.” You nodded at him. “I wish you didn’t have to give it and…” You hesitated. “I wished you didn’t have to go there and fight a war.”

“I wish so many things, but most wishes don’t come true.” He locked his glance with yours and you saw that old crush he had had on you flickering in his eyes.

You let out a deep sigh. “Love is not enough to make a marriage work.” You reached for his hand and it was only when the tips of your fingers touched that you realized it was highly inappropriate.

“And, does a lack of love make a marriage work?” He cocked his head and you stared at your own feet.

“Maybe in another life we’ll find each other again and get our chance to find happiness.” You stepped back and forced yourself to smile at him. “But please, don’t make that happen too soon.”

Robb smiled back at you, even though his eyes didn’t smile along. “Not before the Lannisters are erased from this world.”

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Advent Event - “Without me" by Halsey with Theo Raeken

Tell me how’s it feel sittin’ up there Feeling so high but too far away to hold me

You stared at him from a distance, at the smile on his face when he basked in his new found powers, at the way he spoke to his so called pack, all scared teenagers who didn’t know who else to turn to.

If only they had known Theo how you had found him, broken, damaged, without hope and without any power. If only they had seen how he had been down on his knees, so close to giving up, too weak to stand up again.

You had promised him revenge, a pack of his own, a world to conquer and countries to conquer. You had lit the flame in his heart again. You had created the dictator, high and mighty on his claimed throne, the throne you had built.

He didn’t know that you were watching. Maybe he didn’t even think of you anymore. After all, as soon as he had been strong enough he had simply determined that you were going too slow for his taste and had left you behind.

You don’t have to say just what you did I already know I had to go and find out from them

Luckily Theo had never been one to keep low profile and to hide. He was simply too proud of himself to do so.

You had simply taught him too well that he was amazing and deserved people talking to him, caring for him and loving him. You had made him strong and given him wings.

But he just had tried to fly away from you.

He had never asked you why you had done it, why you had saved him, why you had helped him, why you had fed him confidence and faith and hope. He had never wondered why you had picked him and not one of the many other experiments who were tossed aside because they had failed.

If he had, you would have told him. You would have told him you loved him, you would have told him you saw yourself as his queen, ruling the world by his side by day and sleeping in his arms by night. You would have told him that you believed in him, because he was your everything.

I’m the one who put you up there I don’t know why

But the more you watched him, from a distance and hidden in the shadows, the more you started to see him for what he had always been, deep down.

Even then, crumbled, broken and damaged he had, probably without really knowing it, used you to gain strength. Even before he had had the magical claws, he had sucked all your power out of you and had used it to grow stronger himself.

But he forgot one thing. He would have been nothing without you. He would have died without you. He would have been crushed without you.

You had given him his throne. You were also the one who could take it from him. Maybe you would do so.

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Advent Event - “It’s Christmas morning!” with Chris Argent

“Grandpa?” You had sneaked out of your bed and had walked on tiptoe past your parent’s bedroom. You would never be allowed to go downstairs already and look at your presents, but you knew that if you’d ask grandpa Chris, you might have a chance on getting what you want. You had opened the door to his room and was whispering to see if he was awake. He didn’t react. You walked inside and closed the door behind you. “Grandpa?”, you asked a bit louder and this time you actually got a groan as a reaction. You jumped on the bed. “Grandpa! It’s Christmas! It’s time for presents!”

The bump under the cover moved, and suddenly a hand shot out that grabbed you and pulled you under the cover. “What time is it?”, he asked with a sleepy voice.

You snuggled against your grandfather, enjoying the warmth, even when your thoughts still were at the presents downstairs. You shrugged. “I don’t know. I’m awake, so it’s morning. Christmas morning, grandpa!”

That did made him smile, but he reached for his phone to check the time. That did wipe the smile off your face. Now he was going to tell you it was too early, to go back to your own bed and that they’d go down for presents far, far later. But you knew you wouldn’t be able to sleep anymore. “It’s 5 AM, Y/N. Your mother would kill me if I would let you go down now…”

You frowned while you snuggled closer to grandpa Chris. “Mum? But…” You frowned to make all the calculations make sense. “But you’re mum’s dad? Doesn’t she have to do what she says? I have to do what mum and dad say, so…”

Chris turned to his back and looked down at you. “Maybe this is a bit too early to tell you… but later you will have to know anyway. We as a family do things a bit different than others. You are an Argent, even when your father is a McCall. And with the Argents, the women are the boss, once they’re grown up.” He grinned. “You get what that means.”

You smiled as well, because you had done the math. “I am a girl.”, you grinned. “Does that mean…”

Chris nodded. “You will be the boss as well. But not yet…”, he quickly said when he noticed you wanted to say something about the presents again. “Now it’s still your mum who can tell both you and me what to do and I’m sure she wants to unwrap the presents together…”

You crossed your arms. “But that will take for ever, they’re not even awake yet…” You pouted, but Chris took you in his arms.

“You know… sometimes we have to wait for things to happen and it’s not fun… but do you want to wait here? Together with me in bed? I can tell you a story…”

You looked up at your grandfather who was your big hero. You loved the stories he told.  Sometimes they were scary, but you knew he would always be there to protect you, even when your mum and dad would not be there. You nodded. “Will you tell me one of the scary stories again?”

He pulled up the cover over the both of you, making sure you were comfortable and warm besides him. “I think I know a better story for now. How about that time that your mum tried to open her presents early?”

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Advent Event - “Aftertaste" by Shawn Mendes with Scott McCall

How you let me go No more lies I’ll be fine I know where I’m headed

You held a big blue garbage bag and filled it. You filled it with everything that remind you of him. You threw in all the pictures that had decorated your room. You threw in the stuffed animal he had won for you at the fun fair. You grabbed the extra pillow he used to sleep on when he secretly stayed over at your place and threw it in too.

He wanted this to be over. He wanted you to be out of his life. He had been the one breaking up with you.

Fine.

You would be strong enough to get over him within a week. And then you’d move on as if nothing had happened, hiding your heart that had been broken in a million little pieces.

Now you’re gonna say pretty please forgive me Fool me once told you twice you’re gonna regret it

You looked up when you heard the doorbell ring and echo through the house. With quick steps you rushed down the stairs and when you opened the door a chuckle escaped while you crossed your arms over your chest.

“I'm sorry…” Scott smiled, but he had his hands in the pockets of his jacket. He looked like a little boy right now, a guilty little boy who knew he had done something stupid and was here to make up for it.

“Of course you are.” You rolled your eyes. “I already told you you’d be.” You leaned against the doorframe. “I was the best thing that ever happened to you, remember?”

Scott stared at his feet and shrugged. “Look, I never wanted to break up with you, I swear.” He shook his head. “I thought it was best for us, for you. I thought it would keep you safe and out of danger.”

You raised your eyebrows. “You just can’t live without me.” You smirked. “Well, it’s a pity for you that I’ve already forgotten you.”

I’ll have you remember me One more kiss is all it takes

“I was actually just cleaning up my room. If you’d come half an hour later I would have taken out all the trash already.”

Scott swallowed. “Can't you…” He hesitated. “Can't you forgive me? Can’t we try again? Act like nothing had happened?”

You threw your head in your neck while you started laughing. “O yes, of course. Break up with me one day and then come back the next. It’s a pity that you needed a break to discover that you need me in your life and can’t get rid of me that easily.”

Scott kept silent, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “I promise, it will never happen again.”

“No, it won’t.” You replied and pressed a soft kiss on his lips. “Because this is my goodbye kiss.” You pushed him away and closed the front door.

“Come on!” Scott begged and you counted to one, three, five and ten.

It was only when you heard his footsteps walking away from the door that you opened the door again. “That, Scott, is how you’ll feel if you ever try to break up with me again.”

Scott turned around and looked over his shoulder. “Does that mean…” He froze and you smiled.

“You get a second chance. But no more lies and no more weird attempts to protect me.”

“No, of course not!” Scott rushed towards you and wrapped his arms around your waist. “I've never felt as bad as the last few days without you.” He kissed you and your arms circled around his neck while you kissed him back.

“Good, that’s what you deserved after breaking up with me like that.”

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Advent Event - A romantic Christmas Evening with Bonnie Bennett

You stared at your reflection one more time before the doorbell echoed through the hallway. You looked better than you had looked in a long time and a smile spread across your face when you opened the door and saw your girlfriend shifting her weight from one foot to the other in front of it.

“What's wrong?” Bonnie rushed past you, but she stood still when she noticed the decorations in the living room.

Little lights were brightening the dark, but cozy room. In the corner a fully decorated Christmas tree, including a basket filled with presents underneath it, spread the Christmas cheer. Small red socks were dangling above the burning fire in the hearth.

“Wow…” Bonnie let her eyes wander around and then she turned around to face you. “Damon allowed you to do this?” She raised her eyebrows and you shrugged.

“Damon and Stefan are celebrating Christmas with Caroline and Elena at Caroline’s. I have the home all to myself.” Your smile brightened. “Which means I could do whatever I wanted to this living room without any of my brothers complaining about it.”

Bonnie walked towards one of the red socks, the one with her name on it, and touched it. “It's a pity we never really have time to enjoy these kind of things.” She let out a sigh and let the sock go again. “What happened this time? Why did I need to come as soon as possible?”

You stuck the tip of your tongue between your lips. “I hope I didn’t scare or worry you?”

“Of course you did!” Bonnie raised her voice. “If any of my friends calls me and tells me to come over right now, it means some monster has been raised from the death and is wreaking havoc.”

“Not this time.” You walked towards her and placed your hands on her shoulder. “There is an emergency, but not one of the dangerous kind.” You paused for a moment and your arms circled around her. “I can’t remember the last time we enjoyed a calm evening together. Just the two of us, without a monster to be beaten and a town to be saved.” You licked your dry lips and pressed Bonnie as tightly to your chest as possible. “I wanted a few hours of nothing to worry about, apart from where to kiss you and which presents to give you first.”

Bonnie kept silent, but then she smiled and she leaned on the tips of her toes to press a soft kiss on your lips. “I needed this.” She whispered and kissed you again and again and again. “You have no idea how much I needed this.”

You did.

Bonnie was always the one shouldering the responsibility to save all your asses. Bonnie was always the one putting herself in danger to save everyone else. Bonnie was always the one fighting on the front line, with everything she had and everything she was.

“I cooked some nice dinner for us and I created a playlist with your favorite songs and there, under the tree, is a basket with all the things you craved but couldn’t have and more.” You kissed her forehead, her dark hair surrounding her face, her temple and the tip of her nose. “And all those monsters, they can wait until tomorrow.���

“I hope so.” Bonnie closed her eyes and her muscles relaxed under your touch. “I really, totally, absolutely, hope so."

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Advent Event - “I won’t leave until you smile” with Elijah Mikaelson

Christmas sucked. You knew something would go wrong the moment you met Kol, but you hadn’t expected everything to blow up on Christmas Eve, of all nights in the year. It had been too good to be true. He was too nice, too friendly, too… everything. And now he had given you the finger and was celebrating somewhere on Bourbon Street, leaving you all alone on the stairs of the compound. You had wanted to storm out, but he was gone too fast to see that. So you had stayed. At least for a moment, until you would walk out of the gate one last time. There were good memories to hold on too as well, after all.

You hadn’t noticed someone sitting down next to you, until you smelled the mulled wine that that person was holding out to you. You grabbed the mug and warmed your hands to it. When you looked up, you saw it was Kol’s older brother, Elijah. You had passed ways when you had spent the night, but you hadn’t really talked during the months you had been with Kol.

“I think I already know the answer to the question that I have, but I’ll ask it nonetheless. These tears I see… are they my brother’s doing?”, Elijah asked. He was looking at you with a look of concern in his eyes. Not the mockery you had expected.

You nodded. “He left. Just like that…”

Elijah sighed. “I wish I could be surprised about his actions, but I am afraid it was to be expected.” He turned a bit towards you. “Not that I blame you in any way. Kol has the tendency to get what he want, and for the last few months, he has made very clear to everyone living here that he wanted you. You were not the first to fall for it and I fear you won’t be the last.”

You took a sip of your wine to hide the same you were feeling. “That doesn’t exactly make me feel any better, Elijah… It just feels like I’ve been played and I hate that…”

Elijah shook his head. “I didn’t mean to make you feel like that. My brother… he has fooled many people during the years. Me and my siblings included. Don’t feel foolish for falling for him.” A slight smile played around his lips. “To make up for what I said… I can promise you I will not leave you until you smile?”, he said with a small cock of his head.

You almost immediately did, mostly because it felt like he had given himself an impossible challenge. “My heart has just been broken on Christmas Eve. I have no idea how good you are, but making me smile now seems kind of impossible. Unless you’re planning to stay here until the new year, but I think the stairs are a bit too hard for that.

“Well… I happen to like a challenge. I’ve never run away from one before and I’ve had a tougher crowd than you, trust me.”, he winked. “Let’s just start by getting you slightly drunk.”, he said with a nod to the glass of wine in your hands. “Everything looks better with a bit of alcohol. You’ll see my brother isn’t worth ruining your Christmas over. I am far better company.”

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Advent Event - “Dangerously" by Charlie Puth with Brett Talbot

This is gonna hurt but I blame myself first Cause I ignored the truth

You stared at the ceiling. Your eyes were red and swollen from crying, but you had no tears left anymore. You had cried them all over the last few days, ever since you had discovered that he had lied to you all this time, ever since you had not been able to forgive him for it.

A werewolf. He was a werewolf.

All those nights you had lied awake, worried because he wasn’t answering your texts, because he wasn’t calling you back even after ten thousand voicemails, because he wasn’t coming over even though he had promised he’d be there.

All those nights he had been out there, in the woods running on four hinds.

You’ve awoken me, but you’re choking me I was so obsessed Gave you all of me, and now honestly, I got nothing left

And even though you were angry, even though you hated him just as much as you had loved him, you couldn’t forget him, you couldn’t let go, you couldn’t accept that it was over. Whenever you closed your eyes, you still felt his arms holding you. Whenever you fell asleep, you dreamed of all the sweet words he murmured in your ear.

And you didn’t know what you hated more.

His lies, all the things he had kept hidden from you, all those times he hadn’t trusted you, even though you had given him all. Or the fact that you missed him this much right now, that you still wanted to be with him, that without him you felt empty, nothing but a shell of the person he had awoken in you.

You are the fire, I’m gasoline I love you, I love you, I love you

You pushed yourself up and let out a deep sigh. For the millionth time you reached for your telephone and scrolled through the thousand messages he had left you ever since you had ran away from him, screaming that he had to leave you alone.

He didn’t deserve you. He didn’t deserve your love. Once a liar, always a liar after all.

But you needed him.

He was the air you wanted to breath. He was the fire that kept you going, no matter how bad or horrible you felt.

And before you could change your mind your fingers started typing, asking him to come over.

I loved you dangerously

A few minutes later you heard a knock on your window and you opened it to let him in.

“I’m so sorry…” Brett whispered and wrapped his arms around you. “I just tried to keep you safe. Loving me is dangerous.”

You buried your face in his shirt and cried the last few tears you had in you. “I don’t care.” You spoke softly and looked up at him. Salted tears rolled down your cheeks and with his thumb he attempted to wipe them away. “I want you. I need you.”

Brett tightened his grip around you and pressed a soft kiss on your hair. “I want and need you too.”

“Never ever lie to me again, please. I want the truth. The whole truth.” You leaned on the tips of your toes and pressed the palms of your hands to his cheeks.

“I promise, I’ll never lie to you again.” He leaned in to kiss you. “And I’ll never let you go again.”

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Advent Event - Decorating the Christmas tree with Betty and Veronica

“Guys…” Veronica had her arms crossed over her chest and shook her head. “Who was in charge of buying the decorations this year?” She raised her eyebrows and a little reluctantly you raised your hand. “I already feared so.” Her high heels ticked on the pavement while she walked towards you. “I don’t want to be harsh, but those colors are not really a good match.”

“V!” Betty interrupted her best friend and placed a hand on Veronica’s shoulder. “I think all those colors give the tree something festive. It’s cheery. It’s Christmas not some high fashion event.”

“Just because it’s Christmas, doesn’t mean you can’t pick a certain style and theme.” Veronica climbed the ladder you had just come down from. “But, with a little rearranging, I think we can turn this color blinding disaster into something unique and classy.”

Betty rolled her eyes and she walked towards you. “I'm sorry. You did a great job, really. I like all those different colors and styles. There’s something for everyone in this tree now.” She wrapped an arm around your shoulder. “It’s a tree for the students, not for the tabloids.”

You smiled. “I don’t mind.” You shrugged. “I know Veronica means well and just wants the best for the tree and this school, it’s fine.”

“No, it’s not!” Betty spoke firmly. “You were in charge of this project. She can’t just walk in and take over.”

“I'm not taking over.” Veronica climbed down again and held a few different colored balls and ornaments. “I’m just helping out and giving input.” She smiled and you smiled back at her. “You can’t place the pink and red balls next to each other. Really, it’s ugly.”

“Can’t you be a little more subtile?” Betty rolled her eyes once more, but you reached for Veronica’s hand.

“What would we do without you?” You shook your head. “This tree would look like a total disaster.” You wrapped an arm around Veronica’s waist and pulled her closer towards you until your heads touched. “Well, captain Lodge, where should we place the red and pink balls?”

Veronica stared at Betty. “Come on. I meant well! I won’t tell you to NOT put the balls in the tree. I’m just telling you not to place the pink ones next to the red ones!”

“In real life you can’t just keep the people who don’t really go well together apart either.” Betty protested one last time, but Veronica reached for her hands and squeezed them.

“But this is not real life! It’s a Christmas tree! We can at least make it look like we’re not just throwing the balls in there without thinking about it.” She pouted. “Please! Let me help!”

“Fine…” Betty eventually admitted. “Let’s do this your way.” She murmured. “But I still think they looked great anyway.”

You chuckled. “Come on girls. It’s Christmas. It’s that one time a year we all collectively believe that peace can happen in this dark and doomed world.” You wrapped an arm around both of them. “No war between B, V and me, okay?”

Betty smiled and she squeezed Veronica’s hand. “You’re right. Let’s change the world by starting small.” She looked at Veronica. “So, where should I hang this pink ball?"

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Advent Event - Christmas Morning with Elena

“Hmm…” You stood still in the doorway leading to the kitchen of the Salvatore house. The air was filled with the lovely smell of fresh baked Christmas cookies and Elena wore a pretty black dress that barely reached her knees. “What a perfect way to start Christmas.” You wrapped your arms around her and pressed a soft kiss on her head. “Did you sleep well?” You stepped back again and Elena turned around, a giant smile on her face.

“How could I not sleep well when you’re sleeping next to me?” She wrapped her arms around your neck and her lips kissed yours as if she hadn’t seen you in a very very long time. “Your parents aren’t coming over, are they?”

You shook your head.

It had not been easy to convince your parents to stay at home. Christmas was a family thing, after all, and they wanted to celebrate it with you and your girlfriend. But coming here to Mystic Falls would be dangerous, too dangerous.

And the last thing you needed was being worried about your parents ever making it back home.

“Good…” Elena spoke softly and she kissed your slightly parted lips once more. “Stefan and Caroline invited us for dinner tonight. I told them we had other plans already.” She stepped back and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “It will be just me and you this year, just like we wanted.”

You smiled back at her and thought about the last time the two of you had attempted to have some quality time together. For some reason you couldn’t come up with a date that had actually worked out as planned.

There had always been something happening, someone happening.

It had been Klaus or Katherine.

It had been witches or werewolves.

It had been Damon getting in trouble or Jeremy making a mess of things.

And even though every moment with Elena was better than not being with her at all, you hoped that for once everyone would behave.

It was Christmas. Wasn’t this the time for a seize fire? If the soldiers in world war one could do it, why couldn’t they?

“You’re not planning on standing in the kitchen all day to cook a meal no one but me will taste, right?” You stared at the pots and pans and the open refrigerator. “I was actually hoping we could just lay on the couch and watch some Christmas movies."

Elena cocked her head. “You weren’t planning on ordering take away, were you?” She raised her eyebrows. “Just because we’re spending it with the two of us, doesn’t mean we should just act like it’s a normal day like any other.”

You chuckled. “Our normal days aren’t exactly normal. Being able to watch Christmas movies and order take away without a monster storming in and attempting to kill either us or one of our friends, that would be an extraordinary special day.”

“We're not ordering take away.” Elena spoke firmly, but she crossed her arms over her chest and smirked. “But if you help me with the cooking now, we can spend the afternoon watching movies before actually eating the dinner tonight.”

“Deal!”

“And with helping I mean actually helping. Not already eating half of the food.”

“I’d never do that.” You stole a piece of bread and put it in your mouth. “I’d never eat only half of it.”

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Advent Event - “I got you” with Daniel Espinoza

It was dark. The blindfold they had tied before your eyes shut out every bit of light. The smell in this place was horrible and you had lost all sense of time. The tie wraps they had used to secure your hands behind you were cutting into your arms and you were thirsty. This needed to be over, as soon as possible. Still… you were frightened. More than frightened, you were terrified. Terrified of what they’d do. Terrified you’d find out no one was coming to find you. They probably had more things to do. There were murders, crimes. Would they even have noticed you were gone?

A door creaked and you tensed immediately. Footsteps came your way, slowly. You started to pull your bonds again, trying to get free, trying to do anything so you weren’t going to be killed without any chance of defending yourself. It was useless. You felt your wrists starting to bleed, and all the while, those footsteps approached more and more. Until a hand suddenly touched your shoulder. You screamed. You screamed so loud they should be able to hear it outside. But no one had. You had screamed until your throat was raw just after you arrived here and no one had come.

“Shh…”, a voice whispered in your ear. A familiar voice. A voice you didn’t want to believe you heard. “It’s me! It’s me! Calm down baby, please…” The blind fold was pulled away. The room was dark, but you did see a figure kneeling in front of you. “I’m here now. You’re okay. I’m not letting anyone hurt you, ok?”

“Dan…” You sighed in relief, slumping on your chair. “You came. You actually came for me!” You felt a hot lump in your throat. You didn’t want to cry, but you couldn’t stop the tears from coming. “I thought… I thought…” You stumbled over your words.

“Shh… No need to panic. I’m here now. I’ll always come for you, Y/N.” He moved behind you and with one movement, your hands were free. He squatted down in front of you, taking your wrists in his hands and looking pained at the sight of them. “No one can say you go down without a fight… that’s my girl.” He stood up again. “We need to leave. We didn’t arrest all of them yet and we don’t know if they’ll come back here. I’d love to get a word with them, but I want to get you to the hospital as soon as possible.”

You nodded and tried to stand up, only to find out that your legs didn’t want to support you. They were shaking so much that you almost fell down again, if Dan wouldn’t have caught you the moment he noticed.

“I’ll carry you, don’t worry…”, he said before lifting you up. You wrapped your arms around his neck, not wanting to let him go anymore. You didn’t care that Chloe or Lucifer saw you like that when Dan carried you out of the warehouse you were held prisoner. All that mattered was that Dan had you. “I won’t let you go anymore, baby… I got you.”

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Advent Event - “Don’t drop anything” with Damon Salvatore

 You opened the door to the Salvatore mansion, always glad to be back there. It left like a piece of home after your parents had moved away and you had insisted to stay in town. Mostly because you didn’t want to spend too much time away from Damon, but that was something you hadn’t wanted to tell them. Keeping your small job had been reason enough though, so they hadn’t asked any more, luckily. “I’m back!”, you yelled, after you dragged in the tree you had bought. A cold gust of wind blew in after you, making you shiver in your slightly too thin coat.

“Thank God…” Damon walked into the room, bringing a smile on your face, just by the way he looked. “I was so worried.” He smirked slightly now he saw you were safely inside and rushed to close the door behind you and take over the tree. “Did you still have to wrestle the tree, that it took you so long?”

“I was gone for only five minutes!” You were glad to be rid of the extra weight though, and you started to peel off your coat. “The car just slowed down a bit because I had to pick a tree to fit that monster of a living room you have.”

Damon took the phone out of his pocket. “You have been gone for exactly forty seven minutes, Y/N. That’s a lot more than you said you would…” He took your coat from you and hung it in front of the fireplace to dry. “And I have missed seeing you every one of those minutes. I still want you to get rid of that silly job. I can take care of you, you know that, don’t you?”

You shrugged and sat down on the couch in front of the fire, warming your cold hands and leaving the tree to him. “I know. And I’m still not gonna do it. I’d like to be able to stand on my own legs, not just depend on some filthy rich vampire to spoil me all day long. Not even if that vampire is one of my best friends.” Then you smiled. “And I didn’t know Damon Salvatore turned into a big softie by now?”

Damon shrugged and put up the tree in the corner of the room. It was the right height, as you had already thought when you picked it out. “A lot has happened over the past few weeks, ok? I don’t always know if you’ll come home when you leave in the morning. It’s out of my control and I hate that.” He dragged a box closer to the tree and opened it. You were warmed up enough to join him for the decoration.

“Shouldn’t we wait for Stefan?”, you asked. The ornaments looked old, like they had been passed on for generations in a normal household. They might have been from the Salvatores when Stefan and Damon were still kids.

Damon shook his head. “He won’t be home for a few days and I’m not gonna wait for that. It’s just you and me today, ok? By the way…”, he grinned, clearly trying to shake off the concerned mood of earlier. “Don’t drop anything. I’ll kill you.”

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Advent Event - "I have the right to be worried!" + "Are you sure you are okay?” With Liam Dunbar

You stared at the television. Your thumbs moved quickly and the car on the screen jumped, raced and changed direction whenever you wanted it to.

In a way nothing had changed. But somehow everything had changed. And not for the better.

“Are you sure you are okay?” Liam turned his face towards you. He had been distracted all evening, losing way more often than usually. He had been looking at you as if you were a porcelain vase glued together that could break any minute. And maybe he was right about that.

“I don’t know.” You shrugged and once more your car crossed the finish before his. It was unusual. You were good at this, but Liam was better. You now knew that it was because of his werewolf reflexes, better eye sight and who knows what other hidden talents. “Should I be?” You cocked your head and placed the controller on the table in front of you. “I've just found out that my boyfriend is a werewolf. That at night he and his pack patrol the woods and that sometimes they fight bad guys, which can get them hurt or killed.”

Liam kept silent and stared at his thumbs, still pressing the buttons of his controller until he had pushed his car over the finish line too. “I'm sorry.” Liam placed his controller next to yours. “I never really wanted any of this.”

“But you’re doing it now.” You sighed and leaned back in the comfortable chair. “How will I ever sleep again?”

“Nothing will happen to you, I swear. Scott is amazing and I can protect you too. We will make sure that no monster will ever get close to you.” Liam spoke quickly and he moved a little closer towards you to grab your hand.

You rolled your eyes. “I'm not worried about me.” You sighed. “I'm worried about you! What if one day you will not be able to beat that bad guy? What if one day you won’t come home? What if something happens and you’ll die?” Tears escaped your eyes and rolled down your cheeks. “I'm terrified of losing you!”

“Scott is really good at this. He’s been doing it for years now and nothing has happened to him.” Liam looked away.

“And to his friends? To the people around him? To those involved?”

Liam kept silent, but that silence was all you needed to get your answer.

“I have the right to be worried, Liam.” You reached for the controller again and started a new game.

Liam grabbed his controller too and for a moment the two of you just stared at the screen and raced.

“Do you want me to stop doing this?” Liam’s car crossed the finish first and he swallowed when he locked his glance with yours. “Do you want me to stay home with you?”

You licked your lips and eventually you shook your head. “No…” You smiled a weak smile. “Because I know what happens if you and Scott and the rest of the pack don’t do this.” You paused. “People like me die.”

Liam wrapped his arms around you and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. “I won’t die and I won’t let you die. I swear.”

You knew he couldn’t swear something like that. But it was nice that he tried.