Bad-Boy Imagines

Cuz everyone loves a bad-boy. A multi-fandom imagines blog for our favorite bad-boys, girls, and everyone in-between. -All requests are closed! -Gifs do not belong to me. Masterlist

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”Why on earth are you getting dressed this early? I thought I proved to you last night that I prefer your clothes off your body.” You asked groggily as your barely opened eyes followed Elijah’s movements as he got dressed. You couldn't really complain too much--a shirtless Elijah was one hell of a way to start your day. Just not the way you had imagined it, especially after last night. You had hoped to spend some time with Elijah before he had to take off to deal with the latest crisis to strike his family.

Elijah let out a chuckle, choosing to pause his actions in favor of placing a good morning kiss on your lips. “I assure you, Y/N, you made your preference quite clear but I am needed to help deal with some problems that my brother has undoubtedly started.” A pout instantly formed on your face at your boyfriend's words. Getting into this relationship you had known how much Elijah's family meant to him. His dedication to them was one of the many reasons you fell hopelessly in love with him. It sucked sometimes but you were happy as long as he came back to you, which he always did. That fact didn't stop you from wanting him to stay by your side now.

”Well is there anything I can say that will make you drop those clothes and get back into bed with me?” Elijah gently placed a warm hand on the side your face, lovingly brushing the skin as he thought over your words. In truth, Elijah would rather stay here with you. After so much time spent thinking that you could only see him as a friend and sometimes protector, he didn't want to miss any opportunities to show you how much you mean to him. What better time than now?

”I guess Niklaus can survive without me for one more hour.”

”An hour, huh?”

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Semi Update

So I have been lurking over the past couple of days. Fixing and adding stuff to previous imagines. It feels good to write again even if it’s only a little bit. I have a bunch of imagines in my drafts that still need to be finished but I’m hopeful that I will have something new posted by the end of this week.

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While Kai may not understand much about caring for others and the emotions that come with that, he does know that he loves you and how lucky he is to find someone like you to love him as he is--not as someone he can be with the right influence. Because of this, Kai is often possessive and overprotective when it comes to you and your safety. Part of him understands your need to help other people but that doesn’t mean he has to like it. In fact, he down right hates it when you put your life on the line to help the people you call friends. He couldn’t stand the thought of losing the one person who understood and loved him. Kai didn’t even want to think about how horrible his life would be without you or what kind of monster he would become should you be taken away from him. Y/N’s need to help others and his refusal to acknowledge that other people lives’ mattered often lead to arguments between the two of them.

“And you’ll be what? Bait? No way, Jose!” “Kai, I need to--” “No, Y/N. I will not let you put your life at risk for those people! I need you safe! Do you get that? I will literately go out of my mind if something happens to you.”

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It wasn't easy being Klaus Mikaelson. Between family members and/or new enemies plotting his painful demise and dealing with running the city of New Orleans, Klaus lead of pretty stressful life. But it wasn't all bad. He had his family—whenever they were on good terms--, his art, and most importantly, he had Y/N. The woman who loved him despite everything he had done and will do. The two of them had been dating for a few years now and yet Klaus still found himself amazed that you have not ran away from the nightmare he knew his life could be. You are his little piece of happiness that he would fight tooth and nail to protect. At the fist sign of your life being in danger, he insisted you move in with him and his family. He told you and himself it was for your protection but truthfully, he just liked having you around.

The day had rough like many others and Klaus found himself covered in blood that was not his own. His sour mood was momentarily lifted when he caught sight of your sleeping peacefully in his bed--their bed. Klaus felt a strange sense of calm wash over him as he stood there watching as Y/N’s chest rose and fell silently. He wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed with you and allow himself to fall to sleep but he quickly reminded himself that he was still covered in blood. Not wanting to taint his love any more than he undoubtedly already has, he rushed into his adjoined bathroom for a quick shower. He emerged minutes later clean and dressed in a fresh pair of sleeping bottoms before sliding into bed next to you.

“Klaus?” Y/N groggily called out, barely awake. “Go back to sleep, love. I’m here.” Klaus soothed as he pulled your closer to him until they were both in comfortable sleeping positions. You placed a light kiss on your boyfriend’s cheek before allowing yourself to fall back to sleep. Klaus smiled to himself as your actions caused the feeling of contentment wash over him. It was good to be home.

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“Going somewhere?” Damon asked, his voice deeper than normal due to the fact that he was half asleep as he looked up at you through barely parted eyes. The fact that he was only half awake made his voice even sexier than between--if that’s even possible--in your opinion. You smiled softly at  him as you reached forward to brush some of his hair from his forehead before speaking.

“Just getting water. Go back to sleep.” Damon closed his eyes at your soft touch but didn’t fall back to sleep right away. “Make sure not to get abducted on your way back. I don’t want to have to look for another bed buddy.” You let out a short laugh and shook your head even though you knew he couldn’t see your actions. “Shut up , Damon.” You whispered before moving away from the bed and out the room. 

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For some reason, you had gotten the bright idea of getting fit into your head. It wasn’t like you were unhappy with your body or how you looked but you were tired of being the weak human that had to be constantly saved by your vampire boyfriend. You wanted to be strong; to be able to defend yourself should the occasion arrive--and knowing this town, it would. So you asked your boyfriend Stefan to teach you how to fight. He was hesitant at first, not wanting to accidentally hurt you but eventually--after much pouting on your end--he caved. He started you with light exercise which including a whole bunch of crunches and learning how to throw punches. To say that you were exhausted would be an understatement but it wasn’t all bad. More often than not Stefan did his own exercises alongside you. Giving you plenty of motivation to keep going so that you could watch him get shirtless and sweaty. 

“You know that I can feel your eyes on me, right?” Stefan teased, not looking away from the ceiling beam that he was using to lift his body up and down. You shook your head, snapping yourself out of your zombie-life trance, before responding defensively. 

“I can’t help myself. How am I supposed to focus when you’re doing...that?” You quickly turned your attention back to the punching bad that you had been lazily punching a few moments ago but it wasn’t long before your eyes drifted back over to your boyfriend. Damn, he was hot. Feeling your eyes on him once again, Stefan lowered himself to the ground before making his way over to you. 

“You know, I find you very distracting as well.” He whispered from behind you, his breath sending the best kind of shivers down your body. “ What are we going to do about that?” All thoughts of continuing your exercise flew from your mind as Stefan’s hands began to run over your body.

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Episode 5

Oh man. Aurora is koo-koo for Klausy-puffs.

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 Mature Content below. If you are easily triggered, don’t read. This was hard for me to write because this is how I feel and what I generally do whenever I feel depressed. If any of you guys are experience depression or just need someone to talk to, know that I am you're for you.

You had been sitting in the same spot on your bed for hours. You suffered from depression. It was something you had been dealing with most of your life and most days you had a pretty good handle on it. This was not one of those days. The dark thoughts and feelings seemed to hit your out of nowhere; leaving you crying your eyes out on your bed. You felt so weak and pathetic. There were people in this world who had real problems–who had to deal with real pain–and here you were letting your world fall apart because you felt sad. Normally, you would turn to music or reading to help get through what you were feeling but you just didn’t have it in you to get up from your spot on your bed. Nor could you bring yourself to reach out to your friends who you knew had drama of their own to deal with. You would just be bothering them, a voice inside your side spoke up, and you wholeheartedly agreed. You had worked so hard at keeping your depression at bay and a secret from even your closest of friends. It didn’t seem right to lay your problems on them when they clearly had much worse things to deal with. So whenever you had a dark day like this, you would hide yourself away in your house and ignored any and all attempts at contact. You imagined that today would go just the same–that was until your cell phone started lighting up with text messages and phone calls. You let them all go unanswered–determined to allow yourself wallow in self pity. Although a small part of you wondered who was calling you and why they were so determined to contact you but these thoughts are quickly pushed aside by your dark ones. 

You don’t know if you simply didn’t hear it or simply didn’t care when your front door opens and the sound of footsteps make their way toward your bedroom. “Y/N?” A familiar voice called out, making you look up from the floor you had been staring at to your doorway where three of the Mikaelson brothers stood. You stared at them in shock, wondering why they were in your house; each looking at you in worry. “You scared the hell out of us. Did you know that?” Klaus asked, speaking up first as his eyes scan over your body and then your room with a frown on his face. It takes your brain a minute longer than you would like to formulate a response. “No. I-I didn’t mean to scare you.” You rushed to apologize, feeling even worse about your actions. Elijah seemed to sense this and sent his younger brother a quick glare before turning his attention to his friend. “Don’t apologize. You mean a great deal to each of us, Y/N. When you didn’t answer our calls or text, we assumed that something bad had happened to you.” Elijah explained softly as he moved to sit down on the bed beside you while Kol sat down on the other side of you. You were sure his words were meant to reassure your but they only make your feel even more guilty. You felt horrible that you had made them worry; that you had caused them to rush over, thinking that you were in danger. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I just…I just wanted to be alone.” 

“In my experience, the times you want to be alone are the times you need people the most. We are here for you, Y/N.” Kol promised as he reached up and brush the tears off your cheeks; giving you a small smile afterward. You leaned into his touch, craving the comfort you knew he could provide but still too afraid to ask for it. “Thank you but I’m sure you guys have a million fires to put out. So I will understand if-” Klaus’ eyes met yours, giving your the sense that he knew what you were going through, before cutting your off. “Nonsense, Y/N, you are our friend and we are here to help you.” “What…What if I don’t want to talk about it?” You asked quietly, unsure of what answer you wanted from them. But Klaus didn’t miss a beat; he knelt down in front of you and took your hands in his. “Then you don’t have to but know that if you ever change your mind, or if it gets too much for you to take, we are here for you. No matter what time of the day or where we are. All you have to do is ask.” With teary eyes, you smiled for the first time today before being pulling Klaus into a hug.

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Episide 3

Did they seriously just quote Titanic?

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The Originals

In preparation for season 4, I am finally going to watch season 3. I am so behind on my tv shows.

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“Okay, that’s long enough.” Bucky said before quickly but carefully retrieving your baby from the arms of his best friend. “But I just got him.” Steve tried to protest but Bucky only shook his head as he held his baby boy closer to his chest. Making Steve pout and you giggle at your husband’s actions.

From the moment you had told him of your pregnancy, Bucky has been nothing but overprotective. From not letting you carry any heavy to insisting that you stay away from certain member of the Avengers as he saw them or their environments as too dangerous. You found it annoying and frustrating how he would treat you like you was made of glass but you knew that all his behavior was coming from a place of love. He was doing all he could to ensure both you and your baby would be safe. You couldn’t fault him for that.

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“You wanna talk about it?” You asked of your lover when you awoke to see him sitting up in bed with a pained expression on his face. At first you thought he had succumb to nightmares of his horrific past but something about the way he kept looking at you, told you otherwise. Loki let out a deep sigh before turning towards his love, his light. 

“I do not believe that I can do this.” It pained him to say these words to you; to watch as the love that seem to constantly shine in your eyes turn into hurt and confusion. You found yourself placing a hand to your still flat stomach as the realization of why he was being like this hit you before your mind turned over to confusion. 

“I thought you wanted...” “I am a monster, Y/N. Not only by my heritage but my actions. I...I do not know if I am capable of being a good father." It wasn’t like he had any examples of how to be a father from either of his; one of them abandoning him not long after birth and the other never truly seeing him worthy enough to be considered his. He was so engrossed in his past that he didn’t notice his love moving closer to him and wrapping one of her arms around him. That was until you spoke up, your voice strong and loving.

“I know how easy it is to doubt yourself when others have let you down but you cannot let their actions define you. You are not your fathers or their mistakes. You are Loki, the love of my life and the father of my child. A child that has no idea how lucky it is to have such a loving and wonderful father.” There have been many times during their relationship that Loki felt truly lucky to have you by his side and this was one of them. “Thank you, Y/N.”

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“Let go of me!” You yelled as you were pushed into a small room by one of your captors. It was only a few hours ago that you were having a relaxing night in with your boyfriend. That was until you two got into some stupid fight drove you to  leave in a fit of anger. You had intended to simply walk around for a while before coming back home to talk it out but then some guys came out of no where and threw you into the trunk of their car. “You’re going to regret this. My boyfriend will find me and he will make you pay for this.”

The men laughed at your words before shutting the locking the door of your prison. “We’ll see about that.”

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“You should know that my sister’s track record with love has been less that spectacular. So forgive me for not buying into this relationship.” Klaus commented with a smirk before turning his attention to the food in front of him. Rebekah stared at her older brother in mild shock; she had expected Klaus to be Klaus but she thought that he would at least wait until after dinner to start taking stabs at her relationship.

“You’ll have to forgive my brother. He’s well know for being an unforgivable ass.” Elijah spoke up while giving his brother a glare for his behavior. 

“On the contrary, dear brother, I think I am being more than far to our guest.” Klaus defended himself shamelessly which sparked an argument between all the siblings. Leaving you to sink down in your seat, wishing you were anywhere but at this dinner table. 

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It had been so long since you had seen either of the Gecko boys. They had been best friends as kids--almost inseparable--but that all came to an end when your mother got a job out of state. Over the years you had wanted to track your friends down but you had no idea where you would start seeing as their weren’t living in your hometown anymore. It was by luck that Richie spotted you when you pulled into the gas station. Now here they stood reunited and feeling as though no time has passed at all. 

“Still causing trouble?” You asked with a playful smirk, knowing that if the boys were truly the same then they would have some great stories to tell.

The brothers shared a look that you didn’t understand before turning their attention back on her.

“Always.”

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You and Steve were lying in bed, resting after what you two had just done together. It wasn’t often that your two schedules matched up together. So when they did, you two took full advantage of it. Spending as much time together as possible before either of you had to go back to work. Steve smiled at you as he ran his hand up and down your back; happy to be here now with her. As much as he enjoyed showing their love for each other physically, he loved moments like this the most. Just the two of you laying side by side, talking softly with one another. It was perfect.

“Hey Steve, can I…” Bucky’s voice broke the peaceful moment as he walked into Steve's bedroom without knocking and then trailed off as he realized what he had just walking in on, jaw literately fell open at the sight of his two friends scrambling to cover themselves. Frantic of your movements were, Bucky seemed to be frozen in shock and embarrassment for a few moments before Steve spoke up.

“Bucky, get out!” Steve yelled as he threw the closest thing to him--a pillow--at his best friend. Bucky allowed the pillow to hit him square in the face before turning around and running out of the room as quickly as his legs would carry him, making sure to shut the door behind him.