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I write stuff from fandoms. Oneshots, smut, fluff, images, and fanfiction. Fandoms include: The originals,Vampire diaries,Teen wolf,The 100,Suicide squad, Percy Jackson,YoungJustice and many more.

[springfieldusa]

[justinpie]

holy shit marge

[incorrectborhapquotes]

Freddie [to Jim]: One universe. Nine planets. One earth. Seven continents, seven seas. 195 countries. 809 islands. And I had the immense luck of meeting you

Brian, shouting from the other room: THERE ARE EIGHT PLANETS!

Freddie: VIVA LA PLUTO! FUCK YOU!

[flickofthewrist]

They give me these horrible things… Lovely colours, as well. Lovely colours. Lovely kitsch colours. Real height of bad taste.

[millionairewaltz-carpediem]

[incorrectmarvelquotesyeet]

Pre-serum Steve: my only talent is breathing :(

Bucky: You have asthma, Steve

[americangodsedits]

American Gods season two poster Premiere is on March 10th, 2019!

[mcu-headcanons]

Bucky: I just ended a four year relationship.

Natasha: Oh, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?

Bucky: Hm? Oh yeah, I’m fine. It wasn’t my relationship

Steve and Tony: *fighting from across the room*

[the-stories-in-my-head-95]

You Speak Russian?

Bucky Barnes x Reader x Natasha Romanoff

Summary- You have been Tony’s assistant for several years now. Through this you met the loves of your life, Bucky and Natasha. But you’ve been keeping a secret from them, you speak Russian.

Message- Here’s my next poly-one-shot! Sorry if it sucks!

Italicized = Russian

Word Count- 903

You’ve been living a lie for the last 5 years. It wasn’t a big lie, but it was a lie none the less. It had all started innocently enough, well not innocent on their part, but it was on yours. When you had first met Bucky and Tasha, they just assumed you couldn’t speak Russian. They would talk about you while you were in the room. It started out as them calling you cute, but then it started to escalate. They would talk about all the things they would do to you if they ever got you in their bed. It took everything in you to not react and you were glad you never did react, because it gave you a secret upper hand that they didn’t know about.  Like right now.

“We should talk to her about slowing down, maybe just working part time.” Tasha whispers over your “sleeping” body.

“That’s a good idea. All the stress from running around after Tony can’t be good for the baby.” Bucky murmurs as he rubs his hand along your baby bump.

“Do you think she’ll go for it?” Tash asks.

“Absolutely not. She’ll throw a huge fit.” Buck says.

“We’ll just tag team her. Hit her at the right moments, like when she’s tired after lunch.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Bucky murmurs as he leans over you to give Tasha a kiss.

“Are you starting something without me?” You ask as you ‘wake up’.

“We would never dream of such a thing.” Tash says as the two of them break apart. She then angles her head so she can kiss you, then you turn to kiss Bucky.

“How are you feeling this morning?” Bucky asks.

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[wrighter202]

Rough Night.

[wrighter202]

Couple goals…?

[wrighter202]

The Shelby household, everybody!

[imagines-by-loki-and-kylo]

Reading a really bad fanfiction: 

[lordchainsaw-deactivated2022041]

1.12 // 1.13

[thranduilsperkybutt]

Gif source:  Kol

Imagine waking up to find Kol talking to your unborn child, though he isn’t the father, and at first you’re happy to see him, but then you become frightened when you realize he’s covered in blood that isn’t his.

——— Request for writer2001 ———

“Quit that squirming around or you’ll wake up your mum,” is what you hear as you groggily return from your dreams, broken out of your sleep by the sound of a familiar voice whispering gently somewhere near your pregnant belly and the restless baby within it.

“Kol,” you begin softly, a contented smile blossoming on your lips as you recognize the voice before you even open your eyes. When you do look down, you notice it must still be quite early in the morning as the sun is nowhere in sight, the moonlight streaming across your stomach at such an angle as to shade the bottom half of Kol’s face. Then, he shifts, his eyes catching yours in the night as the change in angle reveals his dark and wet mouth, the stains covering his shoulders as well. You’ve been around the Mikaelson long enough to know what it was, and it has you moving away from him on the bed as you realize it, fear striking you, “Oh my God! You’re covered in blood, Kol!”

[snoixcelfer]

[bonniebird]

Kol x Reader

Requested by @vinttage-crybaby

You frowned down at the sleepless girl who was the spitting image of her father. Reluctantly you grabbed your phone and called Kol, handing it over to her before he had even picked up.

“Daddy?” She asked sweetly and you could hear Kol cooing in response. “You home Daddy?”

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[wrighter202]

Sweet Dreams

*Not my GIF* 

A little tired and annoyed, Lucien Castle slipped into his grand apartment. Letting out a tired sigh, he started to strip off the suit jacket. Lucien made it a point to dress smartly; occasionally, the suits proved themselves aggravating especially after a day like today. Convincing a man like Tristan De Martel of anything was damn near impossible, especially if it’s for Lucien’s own good. Luckily for Lucien, he had a perfect little stress reliever at home.

(Y/N) (L/N), Lucien’s current infatuation, awaited his return and was more than willing to help him relieve some tension after his hard day. A smile slipped on his lips at the thought of his perfect little (Y/N); she was probably finding any minuscule activity to help her pass the time until he returned home.   

His sweet (Y/N) was quite a jack of all trades. She would spend the hours of a day developing one skill and then the next day she would work on another. She never wasted a day; she only wanted to better herself with the pursuit of knowledge.

“Darling, I’m home” Lucien called out. He started to walk further into the house, using his hearing to track her location. In a few moments he made his way to look over the couch. (Y/N) was sprawled out on the sofa with her eyes shut, her breathing quite peaceful. (Y/H/C) hair covered her perfect face, and her arm was protectively laid over a psychology book. Lucien’s mouth formed into a small smile.

Running his hand over her cheek, Lucien couldn't help but chuckle; she looked quite foolish in the position she was laying in, but she was still gorgeous. Slowly pulling the book, Lucien managed to release the it from her grip and he placed it on the coffee table. In one swift movement, he picked (Y/N) up and carried her into the bedroom.

Carefully placing her on the bed, Lucien tucked her in; instantly, (Y/N) sighed. Lucien walked to the other side of the bed and kicked off his shoes. Laying down with (Y/N), he wrapped his arms around her listening to her heartbeat which removed all the stress from the day.  Lucien leaned down and kissed (Y/N) on the forehead…

“Sweet dreams.”     

[wrighter202]

Hide and Seek

Prompt: imagine Kol playing a twisted game of hide and seek with you.

“(Y/N) darling, come out, come out, wherever you are” the dangerously soft voice of the monster echoed around you. Every hurried step launched you further from him. After running quite a distance, your breathing became heavy and painful.

As you ran, your (Y/E/C) eyes searched for a decent hiding spot. Something, anything, to help you hide from the hellish beast that sought after you. Finally, you spotted a perfect spot, a little nook off the beaten path that would provide a decent form of shelter.

“Finally” you mutter though shallow breaths, every breath and muscle hurt from your recent sprint. Leaning your head back, you finally let yourself have a moment of peace. For the first time since this whole ordeal started, you let the paranoia wash away.

“Oh, darling, I found you,” the voice of the monster, sounded clearly from behind you. You cautiously turn to find the monster, Kol Mikaelson, smiling down at you. His entire person was covered in other people’s blood, and yours will surely be next.  

“You thought you could run from me?” he let out a small chuckle, “That’s cute.” His face turned from a dazzling and charming smile to a dangerous and cold grimace. Soon as you fell under his scary gaze, black spider-veins appeared under his eyes, they moved imitating the appearance of wiggling limbs. In an instant, his mischievous brown eyes turned blood red. With one last ambitious attempt, you tried to run, before you could even move your feet he grabbed you.

A scream started to emanate from your throat, it only got louder when his special animal teeth punctured your neck. Soon the scream died out, but with it as did your life force. Every drop of blood he took drove you closer to the drowsy feeling of death. In a short while your eyes fluttered close and he dropped your body after finishing his snack.            

*Not my GIF*