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I'm planing my comeback!
Just want you guys to know that I'm planning to come back to this space. I'm finally on my exchange program, and I'll be able to spend some more time with you.
I'm planning some stories, and as soon as I finish it, I will publish in here :)
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Things The Avengers Are NOT Allowed To Do - part one
a/n: hey guys!! my best friend (@hazydespair / @pitifulidiot) and I have teamed up together to bring you Things The Avengers Are Not Allowed To Do. We write these for our own entertainment and hope that you find some hilarity in them, too. Please follow Hazy’s account, as the second part will be published on her Tumblr! Thanks everyone! Enjoy!
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The Avengers Initiative states,
Upon becoming an Avenger, each party shall read over these guidelines and sign their name, stating that they hereby agree to the terms and conditions of the DO NOT's of being an Avenger. Shall a party break any of these rules, punishment is certain.
1. Bucky and Sam are not allowed to bully Peter while on missions, any other time is free game
2. No calling Bruce Shrek
3. No calling Loki Elsa
4. Scott and Phil are not allowed to sit and gush over Steve Rogers
5. Tony isn’t allowed to draw fake mustaches on Fury's photos
6. You can’t send T’Challa cat toys
7. Don’t ask Fury how many fingers you are putting up
8. Thor isn’t allowed to put his hammer in front of anyone's door
9. No cosplaying each other
10. Thor isn’t allowed to put his hammer in the elevator
11. No using Steves shield as a turtle shell
12. No putting Bucky and Sam in the get along shirt
13. Don’t ask Bucky for a hand
14. Helping Steve cross the road is not helping the elderly
15. Don’t ask Thor how high he can count
16. Don’t steal Peter’s lunch money
17. Don’t let Bucky use Steve's shield as a sled
18. Bucky and Bruce aren’t allowed to listen to heavy metal
19. No telling Thor that Jane dumped him, it makes him ‘salty’
20. Please don’t show up at Peter Parker's place of work or school
21. Don’t call Natasha momma spider and Peter baby spider
22. No more calling Tony, Tony Stank
23. Scott isn’t allowed to have insect fights with Peter
24. No asking Vision how his vision is
25. Stop asking Nick what is in his wallet
26. Don’t put a metal detector against Bucky's arm
27. Sam and Clint aren’t allowed to make bird noises at each other
28. Please stop putting googly eyes on pictures of Nick Fury
29. Please don’t take Thor to Halloween horror nights
30. Tony isn’t allowed to move the furniture slightly to the left so Pietro will run into it
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hey! how are you?
Hi, anon! I'm great? How about u? 🥰
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Hale Appreciation Week Final Round-Up
This is it, everybody! Everything created for Hale Week will be linked in this post, so if you don’t see your work, please let us know so we can fix that. If at some point, you end up posting something you planned to create for this week or a companion piece to something you already posted and would like us to reblog it, be sure to tag us!
If you haven’t already, please fill out our End of Week Survey to tell us what you liked and didn’t like about this past week (themes, the time of year the fest runs, mod interactions, etc). It only takes a few minutes. This is for everyone to fill out, even if you didn’t create anything. You can find that survey here.
Thank you all so, so, *so* much for all of the amazing, awesome creations. We truly appreciate all the hard work that went into them. Can’t wait to see what you come up with next round!
Day One - Werewolf Traditions
Midnight Moon (Peter/Stiles, Derek) by @midmorning-bomb Hale Appreciation Week: Werewolf Traditions (Derek, Laura) by @akinasky The Matching - Lupercalia 1/3 (Laura/Lydia) by @jacyevans DAY ONE (June 21) (Peter, Derek, Talia, Papa Hale, Laura [Explicit - See Warnings]) by @polemonium-writes
Day Two - Family, Found Family, and Brotps
All found family shows have: Hale Pack Edition by @msmischief101 DAY TWO (June 22) (Derek, Stiles) by @polemonium-writes Oh Very Young (Peter/Stiles, Derek) by @midmorning-bomb The Hale Pack + Pack Dynamics by @scerek Hale Appreciation Week (Derek/Stiles, Hale Pack) by @akinasky Peter, Noah, Claudia, Chris and Melissa went to school together by @for-the-love-of-wolves
Day Three - Rarepairs and Poly Ships
DAY THREE (June 23) (Cora/Stiles, Peter, Derek) by @polemonium-writes The Mercenary, The Emissary, The Were-Coyote (Braeden/Malia/Marin) by @letskzuniversescreations The Fox’s Game (Cora/Stiles, Peter) by @tarvera I know I’m cheap but I’m sold (Chris/Derek [Explicit]) by @wolfflock The Head, The Heart, The Hands (Boyd/Erica/Cora) by @letskzuniversescreations Day Three (Derek/Peter/Stiles) by @mylittleangelxxx It Really Is That Simple (Malia/Kira, Stiles) by @stacinadia Hale Appreciation Week (Cora/Erica/Boyd) by @akinasky
Day Four - Full Moon
if the moon walks out (the sky will understand) (Derek/Stiles) by @iminsatiable Sometimes I look at the moon and I think of you. (Derek/Stiles) by @spaceprincessem Rather Stay (Peter/Stiles) by @midmorning-bomb DAY FOUR (June 24) (Peter/Stiles) by @polemonium-writes When the moon… (Derek/Stiles [Explicit]) by @wolfflock Traditions (Derek/Stiles, Chris/Peter) by @for-the-love-of-wolves
Day Five - Hale Headcanons
I Don’t Hold A Grudge (Peter/Stiles, Derek) by @midmorning-bomb DAY FIVE (June 25) (Peter, Talia) by @polemonium-writes LGBTQA+ Series by @letskzuniversescreations - Peter Hale - Pan + Polyam Flags - Malia Tate - Aro Flag - Derek Hale - AroAce Flag - Post Fire AU - Derek and Laura run into Cora in NY Derek Hale is related to soap star and sensate, Lito Rodriguez. by @wolfflock Headcanons for Derek and Peter by @spaceprincessem Hale Headcanons by @coline7373 - The Hales don’t celebrate Christmas. They celebrate Derek’s birthday. (Derek, Cora, Laura) - What’s so special about the Camaro anyway? (Derek, Papa Hale)
Day Six - “I’ve waited three years. I could wait another hour.”
DAY SIX (June 26) (Peter/Stiles) by @polemonium-writes Post Fire AU (Talia) by @letskzuniversescreations Day Seven - Free Day
Play Out (Peter/Stiles, Derek) by @midmorning-bomb DAY SEVEN (June 27) (Derek/Stiles, Twilight crossover) by @polemonium-writes Sunset on beach vacation + texting (Derek/Stiles) by @coline7373 The Killer in Me is the Killer in You, a Derek Hale fanmix by @jacyevans How’s that target on your back? by @letskzuniversescreations
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Cora: Hey, guys, does anyone want a tarot reading?
Derek: Those are Pokemon cards.
Cora:
Cora: You got a Bidoof. It means fuck you.
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teen wolf sorting meme » KATE ARGENT, alumna and inmate at azkaban
↳ “SLYTHERIN!”
Or perhaps in Slytherin You’ll make your real friends, Those cunning folk use any means To achieve their ends
note bene 1: Declared guilty by the Wizengamot of arson and seven counts of murder after setting Hale Manor ablaze, Kate Argent is one of the saner prisoners at Azkaban.  The Daily Prophet did an expose on the femme fatale, and though they didn’t get much out of her, they did manage to snag the quote, “You don’t have to be psychotic to be a killer.”  She never explained her actions, and thus far, the Hales have feigned ignorance as to why the sister of such a prominent wizard, Chris Argent himself, would go after another high caliber wizarding family.
note bene 2: Allison Argent, Kate’s niece, still keeps in correspondance with her aunt.  Chris, her brother, has cut all ties.
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you're a new alpha conquering power at beacon hills
You were a legend. Your allies can be powerful with you. Your enemies? Well, the ones that have balls enough to defy you, have a death sentence. power is a thing that inebriates you. It's addictive. Now, your next step to be even more powerful is to have Beacon Hills under your high heels.
Being the main alpha in a city like that would give you all you want and a little bit more. However, you weren't counting on two factors: The Hale and the McCall pack.
Derek Hale and Scott McCall had heard a few stories about you. Terrifying ones. All those stories were all they needed to know about you: That you were dangerous and needed to be stopped.
This is the story of how you defeated both of the packs and turns your pack into the dominant one in Beacon Hills.
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00:00 The beginning of your story
00:17 Everybody wants to rule the world by Lorde
02:44 Jungle by X Ambassadors and Jamie N Commons
05:51 Horns by Bryce Fox
09:25 The time is now by Atreyu
12:43 Supermassive Black Hole by Muse
16:11 Zitti e Buoni by Maneskin
19:23 Modo Turbo by Luísa Sonza, Pabllo Vittar, and Anitta
21:51 Feel the Fire by Pluko and Pronouncedyea
25:13 Play with Fire by Sam Tinnesz and Yacht Money
28:10 Boss B*tch by Doja Cat
30:25 Wicked Ones by Dorothy
33:17 Hellfire by Barns Coutney
36:02 Bad by Royal Deluxe
39:13 Wolves by Sam Tinnesz and Silverberg
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ANATHEMA DEVICE in Good Omens 1.03 ‘Hard Times’
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The Order of The Avengers (Part 2) - (2021)
A couple of months ago, I asked my followers what kind of Avengers fan art they wanted to see from me and they voted at 81% for the “Medieval / Heroic Fantasy AU” option. Here’s the result, I hope you’ll enjoy it! A big thank you to @vegetamochi​ who came up with the title. (Nb: this is an art project, there’s no fic to go with it)
PART 1 IS AVAILABLE HERE
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Only for fun. Young Stiles meeting Derek, when he was a teenager, in a comic and book store. Derek is trying to act like a cool teen, helping Stiles to get a comic, wrong move Derek. Sorry for my terrible english!
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There is a greek proverb that people were created with two heads, four arms and four legs. And the gods, fearing their power, split them in two. Condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves. And that’s where soulmates come from. SYLKI WEEK Day One - Soulmates
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Omg I miss rps lol
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I'M FREAKING OUT AAAAAAAAA
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SPIDER MAN: NO WAY HOME (OFFICIAL TEASER TRAILER)
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telling them you’re pregnant |  tw headcanon
Overall Warning: fluff overload, angst, anxiety, complications getting pregnant
This is only 4 out of 8. Next will be Isaac, Liam, Theo, & Peter.
Taglist: @aprilfire18  @bellabadacadabra @eunoia-kth @v3niceb1tchldr​  @rottenstyx​  
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Scott McCall
There is never really a good time to break this kind of news in Beacon Hills and especially with Scott being the Alpha, you’re completely aware of all the weight he cares on his shoulders. 
He’s always worrying about everyone around him, so of course you’re worried about add another person to his plate. 
Everyone has just left his house from a pack meeting in which you decided to sit this one out. You have a lot on your mind and you can’t help but to feel a little guilty. You didn’t always use condoms, and you both knew birth control was not completely effective. 
He crawls into the bed with you, pulling your body close to him. He can sense something is heavy on your mind. 
“Hey, everything okay? You’ve been quiet.” He pushes a piece of your hair out of your face. 
You have been overthinking ways to break the news to him.
“Look at me.” He frowns as he tilts your head to look at him. He sees the nervous look on your face. “What’s wrong?” 
“Scott, I’m pregnant.” You come out with it.
His eyes widen. He wasn’t expecting those words to leave your mouth. 
“I’m sorry. I know there’s so much going on right now and the last thing we need is-” You can feel yourself starting to get upset. 
“No, don’t say that. It’s okay.” He strokes his thumb across your cheek.
“I’m sorry.” 
He rests his forehead to yours and you sigh. 
“Don’t be sorry.” He tilts your head up to look at him. He presses a warm kiss to your lips and smiles. “This is something I’ve always wanted. It might be little sooner than I expected, but I’m happy.” 
You’re taken back by his words. “Y-You are?” 
“Of course.” He grins as he kisses the top of your head. “We’re having a baby!” 
You can hear the excitement in his voice and the suddenly all your worries drift away. He pulls you into a comforting hug. 
“We’ll figure it out together. We always do.”
Continuar lendo
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I think this is my fave one 💕
Teenage Dream
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I think this one is the most fun thing I'd ever written. Maybe it can be a new series, I don't know. What do you think?
You were just reading smut fanfics about Derek Hale before sleep. When you woke up, you find that someway, you got into the Teen Wolf universe. Word count: 1.890 Pairings: Different Dimension!Reader x Derek; Different Dimension!Reader x Platonic!Scott; Different Dimension!Reader x Platonic!Stiles Contain: It's pretty fun; You dying of shame; AU Warnings: English is not my main language <3; Inappropriate language PART 2 ALTERNATIVE VERSION TEEN WOLF MASTERLIST
It was a calm night. You were lying on your bed with your bedroom in darkness. In your hand, you were with your cell phone. You had just read on Tumblr brand new smut fanfic with Derek Hale, one of your most-loved fictional characters. You found another one with Stiles - a platonic fluff fic this time -, and you will read it when you woke up. You were almost sleeping, and you are not capable of reading it now. You just have to sleep.
You put your cell phone on your bedside table and fell asleep quickly. But when you woke up, you found yourself in a different and familiar bedroom. You sit on the waitress and look around.
It was a sunny morning outside, and you were still in your cheesy kitten print pajamas. The bed, the walls... Everything sounds familiar to you: It was Scott McCall's bedroom. At first sight, you thought it was such a real dream. However, when you stood up from the waitress, you hit your little finger on the bed.
"Fuuuck!"
You sat on the waitress, holding your foot. Damn! That pain's too real for all of that to be a dream. While you grab your foot, you look around again. You could smell cologne and some low noises from outside the house. A little bit more confused right now, you stood up and walks around the bedroom. Getting close to the window, you could see a familiar jeep.
No, no, no. It was impossible. All of this is just a hyper-realistic dream.
You walk in wide steps to the bathroom and look at you through the mirror. Well, you are the one reflected there. What the hell? Should you go downstairs? Should you stay right here, waiting for something happens?
Hell no.
You take a deep breath and open the bedroom door, walking downstairs on tiptoes. Then, you heard two familiar voices.
"I don't know, Stiles! She just appeared in my bedroom!"
"How she is? Does she have scales? Fangs?"
"She's just a normal girl. We have to do something! If she is a psychopath creature?"
"Scott, I'm serious. We need to call Derek."
"No! We don't need another sociopath near us. We need to take care of it all by ourselves."
You heard Stiles let out a long sigh.
"You even know how to control yourself yet, Scott. Derek is used to dealing with strange things like this. We have to call him."
"Shh! She woke up!"
Well, you were exposed.
You finish getting downstairs and walk close to the living room frame. Scott and Stiles were in the middle of the room, and they look at you scared. Your eyes got widen, and the room dives into a weird silence for a few seconds. Yeah, you aren't crazy: Somehow, you got into the Teen Wolf series.
And when you realize it...
"Oh my gosh." You put your hands on your head, in shock and so excited at the same time. "Oh my gosh, Oh my gosh!"
Scott and Stiles look at each other with a 'what the hell?' in the eyes. You turn yourself to look around. Yeah, it was Scott's house! Your inner teenager was freaking out.
"Scott..." Stiles looks at his friend "Calls Derek."
Scott already was with his cell phone in his hands.
"I'm already calling."
Man, how did you get there?! Excited, you open the door and runs outside without care about being in pajamas in the middle of the street. Derek finally answers Scott's call.
"Derek?! Oh, thank god!"
Scott almost could hear Derek's muscles get tense.
"...What happened?"
"There's a girl who suddenly appeared on my bed, and she's freaking out!"
"What do you mean with 'suddenly appeared'?"
"Suddenly, Derek! She wasn't there in a second, and then she just was!"
And then, you saw Stiles' jeep. Oh, man, you loved that jeep so much!! Excited and freaking out, you ran to the jeep. Stiles almost had a heart attack.
"No, no, don't touch my jeep!!"
But it was too late.
"Oh my gosh!!" You touch Stiles' jeep just as if it was of gold.
Stiles run to you, and Derek starts to understand that something pretty wrong was happening.
"Scott, who's yelling? You know what? Forget it. I'm coming. Took this girl in your bedroom, don't let her escape."
Derek turns the call off, and Scott puts his cell phone in his pocket. Scott approaches you, and Stiles hasn't the courage to approach you yet. So, he was just staring at you, praying that you don't do anything with his precious jeep.
"Hey!" Scott calls you, and you look at him. His voice was hesitant, but he was trying to control things "I think you should get into the house. I mean, right now."
You blink your eyes repeatedly at Scott, frozen in your place. Yeah, you were inside your favorite series when you were a teenager, with all your favorite characters... But, you know about Beacon Hills. The city was full of secrets and dangers. Until yesterday, you could see Scott and his friends escaping from death numerous times. This time, you will be the one who does it.
And this is not good.
"...Oh my gosh."
This time, your words were not from excitement but fear. Man, you're so fucked up.
You swallowed hard and got into Scott's house. The boy looks at Stiles, confused.
"I thought that took the girl inside my house would be harder."
They got into the house, looking at your shape sit on the couch. Now, you look terrified.
"Uhh..." Stiles looks at you, trying to find out something "How did you-"
"You guys need to send me home! Something went wrong, and I came here."
Scott and Stiles look at each other. It was Scott's turn to say something to you.
"What exactly went wrong?"
"I don't know! Look, I was just trying to sleep on my bed, and when I woke up, I was here."
"What are you?"
"Nothing, I'm just human. Do you guys did something that could have brought me here?"
They denied with his heads, so confused as you. Scott and Stiles were relatively new to the supernatural world. So, they are completely lost. You bit your inner lip, thoughtful.
"Something big made it. I mean, I'm definitely not from here."
Scott and Stiles stare at you with a scared gaze. Then, you all hear a car noise: It was Derek's Camaro. He was parking in front of Scott's house. Your eyes got widened when you saw it. Oh, man, you absolutely haven't the maturity to deal with Derek. Well, first of all: You were reading smut fanfic about him last night. Worse: It was an imagine! And you even want to remember the fact that, when the show got to its end, you and your best friend made tattoos. She tattoed the McCall Pack symbol on her arm, and, well, you tattooed a small triskelion between your boobs.
Man, you were dying of shame. It is such an odd situation. Anyone would never know about your tattoo or the fanfics.
Derek got into the house, and his eyes run to you immediately, and then he looks at Scott and Stiles. You felt your cheeks burning. Such an odd situation!!
"What the hell did you do?"
"Nothing!" Scott said, too nervous "She just came out of nowhere."
Derek narrowed his green eyes to Scott and Stiles, and then he looks at you. You already knew what he could ask you, so you started to talk.
"Either do I! Look" You took a deep breath, trying to contain all that mess of feelings inside of you "I was in my bedroom sleeping, and then I woke up here. But there something pretty important you guys should know about me: I am definitely not from here. When I came from, anyone of you exists. You all are fictional characters from a tv series."
The room dives into a weird silence. Scott looks at Stiles.
"Uh... Stiles... She's not lying."
"Oh, man, I was born in the wrong dimension. Hey," Stiles looks at you "What the girls think about me? Do they like me? Do I have many fans?"
Stiles began to approach you, but Derek grabs him by his shirt, avoiding an approximation.
"We don't know about her yet, so stay right there."
"Oh, c'mon" Siles looks at him and gives a few steps close to Scott when Derek unleashes him "I'm pretty sure you're curious as well."
"I'm not. I just want to know what the hell is going on."
You narrowed your eyes to Derek. You know why he wasn't interested to know about him. So, you started to talk.
"Are you sure? I mean, everyone thinks you are the most wronged of all."
Derek stares at you, unmoved by your words. You should know he would be suspicious about you. He stares at Scott and Stiles.
"She will stay with me until we know she is not a problem. I'll investigate to know how she came here."
What?! No, no, you have no maturity for that. You felt your cheeks burning again. Man, it was just like on fanfics!
You objected.
"Hell no! I'll stay here."
Without a drop of patience and calm, Derek rolled his eyes.
"You'll stay here? With Scott and his mom? So what do you will tell her about your presence at her house?"
Okay. Your plan was stupid. Also, it was funnier when Derek was rude to Stiles. With you, it was just annoying. You cross your arms in front of your chest, not so sure about what to say. He let out a long sigh of annoyance and took your arm. You widen your eyes standing up from the couch. You look at his hand on you, and then you look at him.
"Hey!"
Derek drags you in the door's direction and looks at Scott.
"Something went too wrong for this girl to be here. Tell me if you find something else."
"Wait!" Scott gives a step forward into you and Derek's direction "She can't stay a little more? We need to, uh... Investigate."
"Let your stupid curiosity for another time, Scott."
You whine in annoyance while Derek drags you in his car's direction. A few minutes ago, you would be freaking out of getting into Derek's Camaro. Now, you are just too pissed off to care.
"Let me go! I know how to walk!"
He opened the passenger's seat door and released you. Derek didn't talk anything, just stares at you in a silent order. Pissed off, you cross your arms in front of your chest, stubborn.
"I'll not come in!"
Derek gets closer to you, giving you a deadly glare.
"Get in the car. Now."
You swallowed hard. Oh man, this part wasn't like the fanfics. It was not sexy at all. Actually, it's a bit scary.
Pissed off, you get in the car, and Derek closes the door, getting into the driver's seat. You look at Scott e Stiles through the window, thinking that maybe it would be better if you stay with them. However, you haven't a choice. All you have to do now is try not to be killed by the first supernatural threat that appears in Beacon Hills.
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Who am I kidding I’d never get out of bed.
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Until Death took them apart - Pt. 2
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So, yeah, before you guys asking me, it will have a part three. I don't want to make this one too long.
Derek couldn't help, and he brings you from death. Word count: 1.797 Pairings: Ballerina!Reader x Derek Contain: Pure angst!!; Soulmate AU Warnings: English is not my main language <3; Violence Based on Once Upon a December by Emile Pandolfi TEEN WOLF MASTERLIST PART 1
Your eyes opened suddenly, and all you could see was darkness. Confused and a little bit dizzy, you found yourself lay in somewhere. You explore the environment with your hands, touching everything around you. There were walls at your sides, and the ceiling was too low for you being in a room.
You weren't in a tiny room. You were in a coffin. Were you buried alive?
Feeling your heart racing in adrenaline and fear, you push the coffin lid that easily moves from up of you. After throwing it to your side, you sit and look around. Yeah, you really were in a coffin, but... You were at your house's attic. It made you even more confused.
You stood up from the coffin and stare at yourself in front of an old mirror. You were wearing a pale blue dress that was completely dirty and with yellow tones of degradation. You were also wearing a stunning necklace with ruby's, diamonds, and natural grey pearls - a family heritage that belonged to Marie Antoinette, your grandmother. A diamond tiara - that also was from the old french royalty - adorns your hair. All that jewelry would cost tons of dollars if you chose to sell them.
Well, your clothes were a mess. You noticed it. However, it wasn't the only thing that was messy: the attic seems almost abandoned. When you look at an old chair close to you, you saw a simpler blue dress and paper with a "wear it" handwritten. You didn't know what all of that means, but you obey it: You take that decrepit dress out and wear the new one. It was short and weightless and perfect if you needed to run some psycho.
You tried to remember what the hell happened, but you couldn't. You remember a fight. Your dad was mad in fury when you refused to be polite with your fiance. You remember crying while your dad pulls you by your hair and drags you to your room. And then, you can't remember anything more.
Scared as hell, you go downstairs on tiptoes. When you entered the corridor of the huge mansion you used to live in, your heart failed a beat: Your house seems completely abandoned. The floor was dirty, and the wallpaper was falling apart. All of that just made you even more confused and afraid as well. Shivering of pure fear, you walk slowly in your bedroom's direction. The door was isolated by yellow tape with "Crime scene" written on it. With hands trembling, you opened the door and trespasses the tape. Your room was a mess: It has dry leaves on the floor, and a few broken glasses too. But all of that wasn't the scariest part: It has dry blood on your carpet and a few drops on the walls.
Then, you remembered...
Two years earlier
"I will not marry a man that I don't love! I don't even meet him!"
You were yelling with your dad. It wasn't a thing of yours, but that time he got you really angry. It was scary how you simply can't control anything about your own life: You can't decide if you'll gonna work or not, or when and with who you will going to marry.
"Enough!" Your dad yelled back with you "You don't know what is good for yourself-"
"How do you know? You never let me chose anything in my own life! You're stealing my life!"
His dad's hand encounters your cheek in a slap that made you fell on the floor. The tears ran down your face, and you felt heartbroken. You were wearing a fancy red dress and expensive jewelry from French royalty. However, despite all of that money and luxury, you are not happy.
"You should be grateful!" He replied with you, yelling so loud that his face became red "I chose the best man for you! He's powerful and rich! You wear Prada and Svarovsky. Louboutin made exclusive high heels for you, and Donatella made you a dress! You have a driver that could drive you wherever you want to go in a fucking Rolls Royce! You got everything! What else do you fucking want!"
With the last strength you got, you yelled to him again.
"I want freedom!"
The hand of your dad slips over his face, so tired with all of it. Seems like you couldn't understand anything.
"I'll teach you a lesson."
Your bones froze. You knew what that means. Scared and crying even more with your vision blur by the tears, you crawl away from your father. It wasn't enough: He pulls your hair and drags you upstairs while you scream. Your screams echo through the huge mansion.
"Stop! Please, stop it!"
"You can't decide what you want!"
Your dad throws you in the corridor's mirror, breaking it and making it fell on the floor with you. Breathless about being thrown with such violence, you pull the air to your lungs. You felt something running through your back: Some broken glasses from the mirror got into your skin, and now you were bleeding.
This is how you started to fight for your life.
Mad in rage, your dad walks towards you while you crawl in a failed way to escape from him and, at the same time, tries to pull the air to your lungs. He reaches you and grabs your hair again, dragging you to your bedroom. Suddenly, you saw your mom running in your direction, yelling in despair.
"Stop! She's bleeding, stop! Stop!"
Your dad throws you to your bedroom's carpet, close to your bed, and your mom appeared. She tried to hold her husband, but he was too strong: Blind in pure rage, he pushes her away from himself with such violence that she stumbled on her own feet. Her body hits the window glass, making her fall into the grass of the garden. Her death was instant.
You tried to stand up from the carpet, but he violently kicks your stomach. That hit made you fall to the floor again.
"You're too spoiled." His closed fist hits your face, and you felt dizzy and too weak to fight "You will marry him, so shut the fuck up!"
He hits you one, two, three times. All of your body was painful, and your vision was getting darker and darker. The pain was slowly leaving your body despite your dad still hitting you, and then, all got black, and your suffering got an end.
And this is how you die.
Today
This is not possible. How could you have died? You were right there, in flesh and bones! You got on your knees in front of that huge spot of dry blood, feeling the tears coming up in your eyes. Your vision got blurred, and the cry fills your face with paths of tears. Trembling and sad as ever, you don't know what to do or, even, how you got here. You even don't know where you should go!
But then, you felt someone pulling you up with arms around you.
"It's okay. You'll be fine."
It was a man's voice. You stood up with his help and wiped the tears away from your face. And when you looked up, you saw a thing that got you breathless: You were in the arms of the man that got that green eyes you had a dream with so many times.
Your guardian angel. He was the most beautiful man you had ever seen.
"I know you are confused and scared," He said with such a soft voice "but things will be fixed. I promise you, okay? You're not alone. Not anymore."
That voice brought you a feeling unknown to you: Peace. Is that where you want and are meant to be. And... It would sound crazy if you simply just fell in love at the first sight with him? So this is love, then?
You stare at him with eyes that made his heartbreak. With his thumb, he wiped a tear out of your face.
"I'm Derek. What's your name?"
You needed a second to get back your breath and senses.
"I'm (Y/N)."
"Okay, (Y/N). Someone is waiting for you outside. She will explain everything to you."
You nod to him and, in pure anxiety and will to get the hell out of your room, you walk through your old and now decrepit house to the main door's direction.
You open the main door. Outside, close to the dry and broken waterfront, you saw five teenagers looking at you in pure shock, and a black man worryingly stares at you. The only person you knew there was a woman with fancy clothes and jewelry close to a Rolls Royce. When she saw you, her heart almost stopped.
"Oh my Gosh, my dear (Y/N)!"
She started to cry immediately, running in your direction and giving you a tight hug. That was Duchess Eleonor, your aunt that lives in Germany. Then, Derek came after you. One of the teenagers runs in his direction.
"What the hell did you do?"
"Scott, give me a break."
"No! Did you made a pact? Tell me!"
Derek hesitates. And before he could say anything else, a man in black clothes came out of the mansion.
"Oh, soulmates..." He rolled his eyes "Does it sound cliche for you? Well, all of this is the Goddess of the Moon thing. You know, Selene is obsessed with giving her werewolf sons a soulmate."
Your aunt pulls you away from the man protectively, and everyone looks at him. Derek gives a step forward like he was prepared to fight to defend you if necessary.
"Agares... What are you doing here?"
"I just came here to say that the deal was made. Your princess is alive, and you signed the contract. Do you know what it means, am I right?"
Derek crosses his arms in front of his chest. He was pretty tense.
"I have a year before you take me. I already know it."
The demon Agares gives him a smile.
"Your life for her life... So romantic! Shakespeare would get pretty inspired. Enjoy your last year. I'm anxious to get a Hale in my collection, you know. You guys are pretty useful."
Agares stares at you with his creepy and devilish smile, giving you a reverence before suddenly disappear in black smoke.
And this is why everyone is so in shock. You should be dead, and Derek sold his soul to a Demon as a way to stay with you. Even with his time-limited.
Your head was a mess. However, you were sure about just one thing: You would do the possible and the impossible to break that contract and brings him to you.
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