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nothing in the world makes me more evil than just being kind of annoyed

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"objectively physically attractive but in possession of negative rizz" is one of my favorite character concepts. i think it's so great when there's an absurdly hot person who's just a complete fucking loser. the mood is unsalvageable the moment they open their mouth kind of deal. you get no bitches because you're so sucks.

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Becoming a Psychopath

Description: Part 6

Reader comes to a disturbing realization  

Warnings: Talk about death

Note: Hello everyone!!! I know it may feel a littler jarring to see a post from me since it's been a few years. I become a mother about 3 years ago and I'm starting to fit a lot of my old hobbies back into my new life. I really want to finish this series because it means so much too me and maybe to some of you guys. I still want to make this into an actual published book but I'll obviously have to change the names as to not infringe on copyright. But, anyway I hope you guys like this!

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It was almost midnight when Moriarty came to pick you up. He, as usual, was working to establish some strong criminal connections. Whilst simultaneously ruining Sherlock’s life, yes, there was no doubt, James Moriarty was an overachiever. However, as of lately, he had been daring you more and more to put yourself on the line. By giving you jobs that could expose Sherlock and John just what you were doing. You knew it was all a part of his game. He hated the thought of you working on the side of the angels. “You look gorgeous tonight (y/n)”, Moriarty told you as you climbed into the back seat. “Well my boss makes me wear uncomfortable dresses and heels for work, so, it’s not a choice”, you snap back. “Fiesty tonight aren’t we”, he replied. He seemed unphased by the irony in your voice. Most likely due to the fact that earlier you were almost caught with him. Moriarty had called to schedule a lunch date with you. “Half pleasure, half work-related”, he explained on the phone. John was waiting by the door for you when you had to decline his offer to have lunch together. “Oh, well that’s alright maybe next time”, John had said. Your heart crumbled at the idea of John feeling unwanted but Moriarty had control over you. Whatever he said you obeyed and although you had a strong will he was slowly eating away at that part of you. He was a cannibal ruthless and always hungry. As you were eating John appeared at the entrance of the restaurant waiting to be seated. Your eyes grew wide and your heartbeat quickened. Covering yourself with the menu to avoid his eye line, Moriarty simply chuckled at your flushness. “You enjoy this, don’t you”? You scoff. “Of course, I have expressed annoyance in all this sneaking around. Although I do enjoy the thrill, I’d rather Sherlock recoil in disgust at the fact that you essential work for me.” He smirked. “You’ve given me virtually no choice”, you remind him. He puts down his menu and leans over the table. “Everyone has a choice. Everyone chooses their own path. It’s people like me that guide you either to your full potential or doom”. He mimics the fall of a plane making the exploding sound. You roll your eyes at his notation. Moriarty’s eyes burned with wrath at this action but held himself back, presenting you with a yellow envelope. “What’s this”? You ask. “What does it look like? Your next assignment”, Jim replied. His tone is much harsher with a sting of anger on the tip of it. You open it up with such carefulness as if everyone around you knew exactly what you were up to. There was a sinking feeling in your stomach as you read what was in the envelope.

Subject: Male

Age: 19

Status: Alive

Must be dealt with imminently due to clients impatience. The job must be quick and easy. No witnesses, no survivors, and the subject must be terminated on sight. 

There was a picture of a young man looking away from the camera. As if he was not aware of his photo being taken. You look up at Jim with narrowed eyes and confusion. What’s this? You ask. Moriarty cheerfully sips his tea, he looks relaxed almost zen-like. “That’s your next assignment, I thought we already established that”, he replies. “I know that but I’m not helping you kill a teenager”, you say. Your voice is a little louder than you intended. This brings Moriarty back to his psychopathic demeanor. “You’re not killing anyone, you idiot. You’re simply going to be hacking into his security system whilst my men go in and get the job done”, he explains. You sit back in your seat breathing a sigh of relief but that is short lived when you remember there’s still a kid that is going to be murdered. You want to ask Jim more details about the job but he already seems on edge and making him more upset will only put the ones you love at greater risk. So, you sip your tea and order your food. Trying to enjoy what’s left of your lunch hour. You know what will happen next. Moriarty will leave first then you’ll go back to work until about 6 o’clock. At 8 o’clock a car will be waiting for you outside your flat. It will take you to the location where the job will take place. A man in an all black suit will give you a similar envelope to the one Moriarty showed you beforehand. It contains your payment plus a second location where you will meet up with Jim. 

The neighborhood was normal, houses were all lined up, perfectly bricked with yards decorated like those you see in movies. White fence, flower beds, and decorative gnomes. It was quiet with lights inside that verified the people living there. How strange that no one knew, no one was remotely aware that someone in that exact neighborhood would no longer exist. They will be terminated as Moriarty likes to put it. How strange to know the exact hour that someone will die. "Why"? you ask as you set up your system. Moriarty was humming The Bee Gees and he was stroking his head. "I suppose you want to know why this as you call it a child is being terminated", he replied. You stare at him before going any further with this game. He stares back and a delicious grin appears on his face, "How I love it when you make me explain things like you just want all the gory little details. He slides close to you and you don't immediately distance yourself. He plays childishly with your hair and neck and a small part of you shivers with excitement. "If you must know, although young, he is the inventor of a power bioweapon and well in dealing in arms you may lose yours along the way". "Bullshit", you respond. "(y/n) why would I lie", he seems almost hurt by the idea of you thinking he's a liar. "He's a kid, and you're telling me he's a genius weapons manufacturer", your voice sounds irradiate. "Fine you're right, we're just offing him because he pissed me off and do you know who's pissing me off now", Moriarty had a look that I'm sure only men about to die have ever seen. But at this point, death seemed the only way to end the reign of Moriarty over your life. Until you thought about John and your mom so innocently going about their days. Thinking you're some kind of saint, maybe Moriarty's right, maybe we do have a choice and you just can't escape your eventual fate. Closing you're eyes and taking a deep breath without saying a word, you begin dismantling the security system in the boy's house. To the delight of Moriarty, he is able to get the job done but the boy's life is not the only life he claimed that night. As the men in black attire made their way back to the all-black vehicles, you knew it was over and there was no going back. The person you were before died the moment you pressed your fingers to your keyboard. Moriarty kissed your neck and asked, “Am I the psychopath or are you”?

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Imagine: Finding out Bucky is going on a mission without you.

You: "why didn't you tell me you were going out again?" You say with disappointment in your voice.

He looks down at his feet and then to you. His eyes still have that same look, a mixture of sadness and self loathing.

Bucky: "I knew you would want to come with me and I couldn't risk you getting hurt". His eyes avoiding your gaze. You sigh and come closer to him, wrapping your arms around his waist.

You:"Bucky, we're in this together. I'm not leaving you no matter the risk".

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This hugs is for you

Aw thank you!!!😊

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Are you cool with people writing full length fics about your short imagines? (With proper credit, of course)

That's an interesting question. I've never been asked but I suppose as long as you give credit I don't have a problem with it.

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Some Heads Up & Interesting News

Let’s not be around the bush, I’ve been flaky and haven’t been developing great content for you guys. Honestly, life has been getting in the way and it seems like every time I finally have my path cleared. Something comes along and scatters everything to the wind. I want to do this writing thing because it’s a passion of mine and it always seems like my life is headed in that direction. However, I always get so scared of failure that I back away completely. Not this time. This time I have a plan and I’m more determined to not only make great content for you guys but to develop my writing skills. So, that hopefully, I can publish my writings. 

So, let’s address the big one. I noticed that my Fan Fiction “One Night with a Psychopath” series has not been slowing done in the amount of views and readers. Which is amazing and I cannot thank you guys enough. Here's what I’m thinking. I will be continuing the series on here, of course, simply because I feel this story isn’t over yet and I can do so much with the characters. However, I do want to expand the story making it into an actual novel length feature. That’s why I created a Wattpad. Where I have more of a book structure for you guys along with a cover and better synopsis. Of course, I need to change the character’s names because I do not own the rights to them. That’s why I want to keep the story going on here as well, so those of you who prefer the fan fiction aspect can still enjoy that version. I will admit the Wattpad version will have more detail and slightly better character development. But, I will not let that affect the quality of my writings on here.

I am fully committed into making this work and I am thoroughly excited to create this novel for you guys. I always want to point out that I will be doing other writings on my Wattpad from another anthology book I am writing. So, if you’re fans of the horror/thriller/romance genre then you’ll love my stories.

Of course, if you have any thoughts or questions or want to know more about my writing. Or just curious about me. I’ll have all my stuff linked down below. 

What do you guys think?

Website: ghostparties.org

Instagram: ghostparti5s

Wattpad: theworldofthefoxes

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Imagine accidentally walking in on Sam as he undresses. You’re cheeks flush as your eyes gaze over his body. “Sam! I didn’t know you’d be in here”, you gasp. He looks at you with a faint surprise which turns into a side grin.   

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Imagine RM and you cuddling after he gets home from a long tour. It's just you and him nestled on the couch. The TV's purpose only for background noise as RM cuddles you in his arms. Making you giggle as he kisses your cheek.

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Andrew Scott as Christopher Gillhaney in Smithereens (Black Mirror 5x02).

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Oh, I don’t know what this feeling is.

Is it God or is it me?

I don’t know.

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Gwendoline Christie as Brienne of Tarth in Game of Thrones.

“All my life men like you have sneered at me. And all my life I’ve been knocking men like you into the dust.”

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Imagine being the nurse that treats Dean whilst he is in the hospital. On his last day he asks you out, you say yes. However, unbeknownst to you or to him. You are both supernatural hunters. You specialise in the occult as well as international folklore. The night of you receive a call indicating that two rogue upper level demons are causing chaos in the town nearby. You pick up the phone to call Dean to sadly cancel. Before you can your phone rings and Dean informs you that he has to regretfully cancel. Satisfied with the serendipities happenings, you run off to fight some demons. When you arrive you are surprised to find Dean standing over two dead demons. “You took my hunt”, you say. He looks at you with a mixture of shock and desire. “You snooze you lose”, he replies.

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7.03 / 8.04

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I'm Thor on the daily

Our very relatable God of Thunder.

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This makes me so proud! Support for all the women out there. Superheros or not

If you are gonna fight a war, you got to wear a uniform.