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The Reunion Scene
Westley x Reader
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Written for Fictober 2023!
Fandom: The Princess Bride
Day 10 Prompt: "It's alright, I'm here now."
Summary: Westley and his love reunite after she shoves him off a cliff, before realizing who he was of course.
Word Count: 1,070
Category: Fluff
A/N: I'm reading the Princess Bride novel and apparently "The Reunion Scene" in the book between Westley and Buttercup is a bit of a running gag (the wikipedia article can give a quick walk through for anyone curious), so I decided to write it! In the book, it's described as a three page scene, which is about the length of this. For anyone unaware of the wild lore behind the novel, I highly recommend a Wikipedia deep dive, it's very entertaining
Tagging @auroracalisto as my fellow Princess Bride fan :) Hope you're having an amazing first semester teaching!!
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I planted both hands against the chest of the man before me and shoved with all my strength, sending him careening over the cliff's edge. He'd killed my dearest love, and now returned to mock me, to dare imply I hadn't loved Westley. Whatever happened to me, I couldn't stand this man a minute longer. I shoved him of the cliff, listening to whatever he screamed as he tumbled to the ground below.
"As... you... wish..."
My heart stopped in my chest at the words of my love coming from the mouth of the Dread Pirate Roberts, tumbling down from the cliff I'd just shoved him off of. My Westley, alive, and falling. It couldn't be possible, but it was.
"Westley!" I cried, immediately rushing to follow him down the cliff. I tried to keep my feet under me, and I made it some of the way before gravity caught up to me and sent me tumbling, head over heels. I landed at the bottom, right next to Westley, who still wore his mask. Our eyes locked, and despite the lingering pain from my fall, I surged forward and ripped the mask from his face.
Staring back at me, by some miracle, was Westley. My farm boy. He looked different, older, stronger, and a little of the soft innocence had gone, but he was here. Not dead, like I'd thought him to be for the last three years. Alive, and now, with me.
"Oh, Westley!" My heart sang as I flung my arms around his neck. Without a second's hesitation, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him. I moved to kiss him, but to my surprise, he pulled back.
"Won't your betrothed take issue with you kissing another man?"
"Humperdinck? Westley, I've already told you, I don't love him-"
"And yet you agreed to marry him. There was not a moment these past years I didn't think of you. But you agreed to give up on me, on love."
Now it was my turn to pull back a little. My brow furrowed, but Westley's expression didn't soften as his piercing blue-gray eyes surveyed me.
"Westley, I thought you dead," I said plainly, still a little shocked at his reaction. "Not a day has gone by that I didn't think of you, to mourn you. My heart was ripped out of my chest the day news came of your death, and I've had to live every day since dealing with the loss of my love.
"And besides that, Westley, I didn't seek the prince out. He found me, and proposed, since he was looking for a wife and found me beautiful. He knows and accepts that there's no love in our union, and he made it very clear that refusing a request from the crown prince would result in death. Death I would gladly accept, if I had ever thought there was any chance of you returning to me from the dead."
A cold fire lit behind Westley's eyes at my words, and when he spoke again, his voice was dangerously low and quiet.
"He's forcing you to marry him?"
I shrugged. "There are worse fates than being Queen, Westley. But none of that matters, not now that I know you live. Nothing matters at all anymore, Westley, so long as we are together."
He sighed, pulling me to him again, resting his forehead against mine. I brought my hand up to his chest, resting it there so I could feel his heartbeat and reassure myself that this was real. Westley was truly here.
"It's alright, I'm here now," he said, reading my mind as his hand came up to gently stroke my cheek. "My ship waits for us not far from here. It's not going to be easy for us... we'll have to go through the fire swamp..."
"We'll make it through," I said, running my hand through the hair at the base of his neck now. I smiled at him, all the love in my heart glowing through. "We'll make it through anything together."
"Then we haven't any time to waste. We must move quickly."
"Wait!"
Westley froze, halfway up from our position on the hill, but he sank back down at my outburst. His eyes never left mine once. His eyebrow quirked slightly in silent question, and I didn't wait to give him his answer.
I rushed forward, kissing Westley hard, like I'd wished for a chance to do every day for the past three years. He immediately returned the kiss, pulling me into his arms and holding me so close to his chest I could feel our hearts beating in sync.
There have been five kisses in the history of the world deemed so passionate, so perfect and full of love, above and beyond anything else that's ever happened. I was no expert on it, but in that moment, I knew this one blew every other kiss before it away.
Neither one of us wanted to pull away, but finally, Westley did. He kept staring into my eyes, gravity trying to pull us back to each other, but with a grimace of regret he leaned further back.
"We really need to keep moving. If we're to stay ahead of your pig fiancé, we have no time to waste."
"Just promise me a million more moments like this, for the rest of our lives."
Westley smiled. "As you wish."
I beamed as Westley pulled me to my feet, and the two of us began heading through the ravine we'd tumbled into and towards the Fire Swamp, hand in hand.
No doubt, the challenges ahead would be dire and terrible beyond imagining. But I knew confidently that we would survive them. My Westley was still in the world, and even better, he was with me. There was no other ending but for the two of us to be happily together.
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hello! welcome to imaginareyparties’s eight crazy nights! grab a dreidel and some latkes, because i’m going to be doing a sleepover all hanukkah long!
[01] basic info
when | sun. dec. 18 at 4:00 pm ct - mon. dec. 26 at 4:00 pm ct
who | anyone is allowed to participate! you don’t have to follow me and it’s totally valid to stay on anon.
[02] guidelines
asks can be fluff, angst, whump, etc. i don’t post 18+ content on this blog, so the steamiest you’ll get is something pg-13 ish.
i will only write for adult characters with adult characters (we could maybe talk if the relationship is platonic but still, assume adults).
i’ll write for pretty much any mcu character (that isn’t a nazi) and any ship that doesn’t involve minors!
i’d especially appreciate asks that are about hanukkah or aren’t about christmas. i’ll fill christmas prompts to the best of my ability, but i’m hoping this event will be a little bit of a respite from all the christmas content that’s everywhere on my dash this time of year. thank you in advance for your understanding <3
[03] ask formats
💙 | dreidel drabbles
drabbles - send me a dialogue or song lyric prompt + a character or ship you wanna see it with! (ex. bucky + “put on your yarmulke, it’s time for hanukkah”). for my own sanity i’m gonna limit it to 1k words or less per drabble.
🔥| shamash ships
ships - send me some info about you (will be posted publicly) and i’ll set you up with an mcu character to break your heart (please specify gender preferences)
🕎 | hannukiah headcanons
headcanons - send me a character or ship and i’ll tell you some headcanons i have for them (optional: add a prompt to get my creative juices flowing).
✨ | gelt-y pleasures
ask me anything - if you have ever wondered anything about me now is your chance to ask! could be fmk, or something about my fics, or really anything else!
🔨 | maccabee moodboards
moodboards - send me a concept (ex. stucky art museum date, namor + dark academia, a fic you’ve written) and i will make you a 3x3 moodboard!
i’ll be tagging everything with #ip8nights
tagging some moots i’d like to beat at dreidel:
@foreverindreamlandd @sweetascanbee @itistimeforusalltodecidewhoweare @traitorjoelite @aphrogeneias @auroracalisto @hellotvshowtrash @tripleyeeet @treatbuckywkisses @lunar-month-library @real-jane @thornsnvultures @jadedvibes @buckyshairography @sanguineterrain @sweetdreamsbuck @blushstories @bubbly-moonwarrior
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fifty sentence prompts from things i’ve actually said
DISCLAIMER: death/dying jokes are said a lot so please don’t read all of these if you’re uncomfortable with them. but these are free to use, no credit needed. these are either things i remember saying or things that i say often.
1. “if you don’t stop, i will cry.”
2. “i think i’m depressed but who knows.”
3. “home girl i’m about to die.”
4. “i don’t like him. his vibe just throws me off.”
5. “she a bitch but it’s whatever.”
6. “rip i guess.”
7. “i’m about to fail my classes but you know what i’m gonna do? nothing.”
8. “hold your horses or i’ll hold them for you.”
9. “middle school was NOT the time for me.”
10. “if i misspell something else i will seriously kms.”
11. “now we both know you can’t die.” (talking about overdosing on melatonin)
12. “what are you on about?”
13. “who pissed in your cheerios? like seriously, what’s wrong?”
14. “you bet your ass i waited that long, i am bringing it.”
15. “good deal banana peel.”
16. “see you later, alligator!” and a follow up with, “alright, don’t say it. i’ll do it myself. after while crocodile.”
17. “what sucks is that drake was my favorite. josh for the fucking win, bitches.”
18. “why would you think i’m mad, sweet pea?”
19. “alright, literally, someone’s been using my body wash and i’m about to fight them because that shits expensive.”
20. “wendy’s guy must’ve got the whole fucking menu. shit.”
21. “can we get sushi?”
22. “shut up! i’m gonna punch you!”
23. “i’m gonna kill myself.”
24. “that’s a lot to unpack and we don’t have the time for that.”
25. “alright, i’m just gonna head out.”
26. “i might cry. i might seriously fucking cry.”
27. “oh my god, you are a lifesaver!”
28. “i’m running purely off of caffeine and spite.”
29. “you know what? maybe i should just accept the fact that i’m not smart and go with it.”
30. “nah, nope. not about that life.”
31. “i’d have to get rid of the whole kid.”
32. “if you don’t stop, i’ll make you stop.”
33. “we lost our laundry. wait… no, we washed. we washed our laundry.” to my grandmother after a full day running off of three hours of sleep. safe to say she probably thinks i’m stupid now.
34. “if i see one more person looking at me i might have a meltdown.”
35. “you’re a dork.”
36. “hey bitch.”
37. “i could sleep for three days. that might be a coma but it would still be nice.”
38. “i am going to combust.”
39. “hi, yeah, uh, did i ask?”
40. “i can’t believe i just got fat-shamed by a kid.”
41. “if i was skinny and hot, it’d be all over for you bitches.”
42. “i’m going to drop out.”
43. “if she asked me to marry her, that’d be it. she can have me.” or with any pronouns. i’ve said this in regards to so many people.
44. “if i died, it would solve so many of my problems.”
45. “i might have to fight/kill you.” either one depending on the situation
46. “if i was allergic to peanut butter, i’d literally just have to die.”
47. “oh my god, i don’t know, please just pick for me.”
48. “what’s up, cutie?”
49. “i may or may not have slept until three in the afternoon.”
50. “if i stare at my screen long enough, do you think it will write itself?”
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uh... I really don’t know how this happened.
thank you so so so much for 1k followers !! I’m always so bad at writing for these follower milestones someone help. I really didn’t think that anyone would read anything I posted on here and I made my blog for the sole purpose of having somewhere to put my writing instead of leaving it all to rot in my google docs, thinking that maybe one of two people would stumble across it. I’m still so surprised that that wasn’t the case and I still find the amount of support I get from people that I’ve come to adore so unexplainable but oh my god am I so so thankful. I’ve never been so involved with a fandom before and although sometimes I’m terrified of just how far I’ve fallen into it, I’m genuinely so happy and so amazed that I get to interact with all these incredible creators and blogs every day.
so I’m really not expecting anyone to take part BUT I’ve decided that I want to try and host a writing competition! I couldn’t think of anything else to do to celebrate so I’ll just see how this goes. I’ve listed quite a few basic prompts for fluff, angst and smut to choose from along with a few rules; this is just for fun and I’m not really expecting anyone to enter but if you want to submit something, that would be amazing <3
fluff
“they don’t compare to you. no one does.”
“I want you. All of you, and not just halfheartedly, but wholly. And maybe that’s selfish, but I don’t care.”
“you’ll find your way back to me. I know you will.”
“you make me feel alive. For the first time ever, I feel like I can breathe.”
angst
“if you love me, you’ll let me leave.”
“why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye?”
“liar.”
“if you can’t live without me, then die.”
smut
“that was the prettiest sound I’ve ever heard.”
“I could do this all day.”
“tell me how you like it.”
“touch me and you lose.”
so for rules, it has to be a one shot (so no headcanons or anything like that) but you can incorporate as many prompts into it as you want, so long as they’re from the list. there’s no word limit, it can be as short or as long as you like and the deadline is the 10th september ! absolutely anyone can take part and you can write for any character(s), as long as they’re in ahs. it would mean the world to me if you would like to enter, just clarify that it’s an entry for this celebration and tag me ! the winner will get a personalised fic, either a one shot or a set of headcanons and it’ll be announced on the 10th.
tagging some mutuals and ahs writers that I love and that I’m so so grateful for:
@cleanup-aisle5 @kitwalker02 @kitwalkerangel @undeadcortez @mossybank @copy-of-a-cheeto @nerdydoesthings @kitwalker64 @sapphimoff @whiiiiplaaaaash @evanmybeloved @spidergirlmcu @quicksilverownsmysoul @colinsbagel @tatesweaterweather @tfw-tajaaa @mrgallantt @mrs-march-ahs @lavhoes @ladyfogg @cooperdaysgf @auroracalisto @kaiscumsl4t @peterssilverjacket @peterskindacool @tatesimper @darlingkitt @kaisadmin @adminjames @opalinebones @fictional-men-that-i-stan @what-i-call-men @quicksilver-babey @quickiesgirl @kissmyhandcallmedarling @sanni333 @creepingwolfberry @divineruler @divinerulerluvr @galaxykaspbrak @prekshhaaa @spider-starry @myriadofcranes @forevercountess @lejardinfleur @vi0lentvi0lets @leemotionalwreck @no-mercy-bby @another-emotional-wreck @katiekat4594 (I’m sorry if I’ve missed anyone; also please ignore how ugly that cover image thing is, I’m in a rush)
thank you all so so much <3
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It's Halloween!
Well, I know that Aurora told me to take a few ore day but I really want to finish it to be able to posted in Halloween, like a did last year. Aurora I hope you made more challenge like this, I really enjoy pushing myself in order to write and complete the challenge on time, it keep me active, I don’t have more to say than thank you!
And as always I need to write about my favorite ship, Elijah Mikaelson x Winchester!sister, I can’t have enough of them.
· Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x Winchester!sister
· Warnings: Sweet, fluff and in combination with candies can give you high levels of sugar. Happy Halloween everyone!
· Words: 524
· Prompt: “Its Halloween. All the ghouls will be out and about” “Darling, did you forget I’m a vampire?” “I’m only speaking from experience”
Tags: @auroracalisto @helenasingers @janonymus0 @jayyeahthatsme @jumpingmanatee @r13mar @valsworldofcreativity
“I won’t let anything happen to her Hayley” he reassure her.
“She would be in good hands little wolf” Klaus explain Hayley with an smile “no other than a huntress and a vampire would take care of her” looking around but unable to find you “where she is by the way?” he ask his brother curious.
“She mention she need a few thing before our departure” he respond looking upstairs.
“I think you should go” Hayley propose to him “otherwise you would never leave tonight” he nod at her suggestion and start his way to meet you upstairs.
“What are you doing?” he question crossing his arms while leaning at the doorway of your share bedroom watching you put weapon after weapon inside your duffel bag, the usual one you took with you in hunting trips.
“It’s Halloween” you answer in tone of obviousness.
“Believe me, I’m aware of it” he said it on a mocking tone “you mention it more than a few times during the day” he remind you “but you didn’t exactly reveal the reason of it”
“All the ghouls will be out and about” you answer him without removing your eyes from the almost full bag “we’re taking Hope with us and I just want to be prepared for anything”
He nod, an gentle smile change his stoic features on his face, walking to your side “Darling,” he call you taking your chin with his fingers and make you look at him “did you forget I’m a vampire?”
“And I’m a hunter, Elijah” you remind him depositing a peck on his lips, pulling apart to check one more time the items on your duffel bag “I’m only speaking from experience” once you were satisfied with the items on it you close it and pass it over your shoulder “I think I have everything” you mention him doing a mental list and walking to the door.
“I think you’re over reacting, Darling” he state with a teasing tone on his voice making you stop.
You turn around to see him, raising your right hand so he can see it “First: it’s Halloween”
“I think you already mention that” he remind you with a playful smile.
You roll your eyes at his cockiness, ignoring him to continue your count with your fingers “Second: We’re in New Orleans, where werewolves, vampires and witches live, third: we have enemies literally in each corner and four: we’re taking Hope with us, your only niece!” you finish taking a deep breath “so I’m definitely not overreacting as you mention, dear”
He lowered his gaze away from you for a few seconds to then look you back with a glance full of proud, love and expectation “I have no doubt that you will be an incredible mother” he confess with an encouraging smile to you.
Biting your lower lip you palm his chest softly “We’ll talk about that later” you answer glancing at him “now let’s go or we won’t get the best candies for trick or treat” taking his hand and drag him to the foyer where the rest of the Michaelson where waiting for you.
#The Originals#Supernatural#SPN#aurorashalloween#Elijah Mikaelson#Winchester!Sister#Klaus Mikaelson#Hayley Marshall#Mikaelson x Winchester!sister#Elijah Mikaelson x Winchester!sister#spnfamily#always & forever
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hi sweetheart! for your 500 event <33 could you write a blurb with steve rogers? and the prompt, “You’ll never love me like you loved her. I know that now.”
The Lies of a Rightful Heart
Summary: You find out Steve will leave you to go back to the 40s and live his life with Peggy.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader / (implied) Steve Rogers x Peggy Carter
Prompt: "You’ll never love me like you loved her. I know that now"
Warning: angst, bit of language, takes place in Endgame
A/n: Hello Aurora! I truly hope you enjoy this fic, it was a pleasure and honor writing it!💕
Tags: @auroracalisto @hellotvshowtrash @elijahs-wife @imaginearyparties (if want to be removed or added, let me know <3)
You were sat on the couch when Steve opened the front door. The television was on but you couldn't focus on it. The voices though, their muffled sound was enough to shut out the otherwise unbearable silence of the house.
Steve had just said something but your ears didn't get it. He was still going on and his voice, normally able to soothe you like nothing else, made you tremble in anger.
You grasped the remote and shut off the television before standing up and turning towards him. "Why haven't you told me?"
He stopped mid-sentence, his face a mix of surprise and confusion, and you couldn't blame him: there hadn't been many times in which you sounded so bitter.
"What are you talking about?" he carefully asked, putting the contents of the shopping bag on the kitchen counter in their rightful spots.
"That you're leaving."
Relief washed over him as Steve sighed and smiled gently, putting the last bag of chips on the shelf. "Lang told you that, didn't he?"
He stepped towards you, putting his hands on your waist and pulling you closer. "The Infinity Stones must be returned to their right timelines and I volunteered to do this. But you don't have to worry," he grinned, gently kissing your forehead, "if Banner and Lang are right —and they are— I'll be back in a matter of seconds." He started swaying you around, leaving another kiss on your cheek. "You won't even notice I'm gone."
If only you didn't know the truth, then you could continue dancing in the kitchen, stepping on each other's toes, drowning your faces in the other's neck and laugh and kiss and live, doing the most of the rest of the day and the entirety of the night.
If only...
You took his hands and moved them away from your waist, taking a step back to look him in the eyes. "Don't lie to me."
Steve smiled, gently stroking your cheek. "I'm not, Y/N. I swear, everything's gonna be-"
"Bucky told me your plan."
His hand froze on your skin, turning to stone the moment you opened your mouth. "Oh." He took it away, slightly backing away from you, avoiding your gaze as someone had just caught him on top of a corpse. Your corpse. "I see."
"Oh, I see?" You scoffed, shaking your head. "Are those the only words you can think of right now?!"
"Y/N, I..."
"Were you really going to leave me without telling me anything?"
He didn't answer. He just stared in silence as you shook your head and rubbed your eyes. "Good, good, it's good to know how much you care about me!"
"I do care about you." An inappropriate —and slightly hysterical— chuckle left your lips. "I just didn't want to hurt you."
"Oh, did you? Or did you just want to avoid doing this?" you asked, moving your hands between the two of you. "Because, in my humble opinion, realising you didn't want to spend the rest of your life with me must hurt pretty badly."
He didn't say anything. Again. But this time his gaze fell on the floor.
You pushed down whatever guilt was bulding inside your chest for making him feel like that. Even if he was a good man, Steve had really fucked up this time. And you had all the rights to be pissed off.
Nonetheless, you took a deep breath, trying to push down the boulder of anger that wanted to roll off your tongue.
"You know, Steve... I really loved you. No. I really, truly love you. And I thought, for a moment, that you really loved me too. That I finally had a good thing, in this life." You took another breath, and air burned in your lungs, but you managed to put on a smile. "But, as we can see, I was wrong. You'll never me love like you loved her. Like you love her. I know that now. I just wish I had known that from the start."
Steve was looking at you now, the pitiful look in his eyes too much for you and your wounded heart. You turned around and headed straight to your bedroom. There was no need to tell him to leave: the door opened and closed a few moments later.
How you heard it above the sound of your sobbing, you'll never know.
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Trick Or Treat
Marauders x Gn!gryffindor!reader
a/n: hi!!! This is my first real Harry Potter fic and I was so excited to write it, especially with the Marauders. This is my entry for @auroracalisto’s Halloween writing challenge! I used the prompt “if the cancel Halloween this year, I will riot” and I’m pretty happy with how this turned out. it’s short but sweet. Like/reblog if you enjoyed!
Summary: only tricks at Hogwarts this year
Warnings: none!
Word count: 386
October, 1976
“If they cancel Halloween, I will riot.” You dropped your fork on your plate. The Great Hall broke into whispers around you and your friends upon hearing the news. Riots across wizard and muggle cities alike have increased drastically due to Voldemort’s increasing rise in power, causing rumour to spread throughout Hogwarts that they would cancel celebrations and Hogsmead trips.
“Reckon they’ll cancel the entire thing rather than give us any chance to party in the castle,” James quipped, equally as upset as you. Sirius clapped him on the back and looked between the two of you.
“C’mon, it’s not like we don’t have Halloween every year!” He smirked. You rolled your eyes at him. Next to you, Lily huffed.
“Halloween with you lot is always a nightmare anyway. All the tricks and pranks.” Lily’s words were that of relief, but the look in her eyes was also that of sadness. She’d never admit to secretly enjoying the group's Halloween antics.
“What are you going to do about it, Y/N? Hex the Hogwarts staff?” Remus cut in, not letting James or Sirius argue with Lily.
“You know, Mooney.” You looked at him devilishly. “That’s not a half bad idea.”
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Your execution of Remus’ idea didn’t go exactly as planned. In fact, one might say it backfired, because of course Professor McGonagall wards her classroom after hours and of course hexing one of her items for class next day would result in a tremendous failure. Quite literally green and croaking, you shamefully headed -hopped- back to the Gryffindor common room, back to your friends who wailed with laughter upon your return.
“It wasn’t that good of an idea, Y/N.” Remus wiped tears from the corner of his eyes. You stuck your tongue out at him, only for it to extend half of the distance between you and Remus, as a new roar of laughter hit the group. Lily’s giggle continued as she lifted your arm and made you rise from the couch.
“Come on, Y/N. Let’s try to get you back to normal before Transfiguration tomorrow, she’ll know what you tried to do if she sees you.” She dragged you up the stairs toward your dorm, trying to stifle laughter every time she heard a quiet “ribbit” come from your throat.
#marauders#Harry Potter#marauders x reader#gn!reader#Peter doesn’t exist in this bc I don’t like him#Sirius Black#James Potter#Lily Evans#Remus Lupin#Harry Potter marauders fic#Harry Potter Universe#always nervous to post shit ✨#reader insert#gn!reader insert
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ahhhh hello!! i recently hit 1000 followers on this blog and to celebrate i'm hosting a writing challenge 💖 i can't tell you how good it feels to be making this post. i've been writing fics on tumblr for just short of a year now and the fact that i have any people at all enjoying my work and interacting with me is just. mind-boggling. i'm so incredibly grateful to everyone here and i want to say thank you 💗 i love all of you so much and i'm so glad you're here.
RULES OF THE CHALLENGE:
i've put together a few lyrics from some of my favorite songs ever that you can use for prompts, either as inspiration or as dialogue. there's no limit to how many people can use the same prompt but do send in which one you've chosen so i can keep track!! you do also have to be following me to participate.
fandoms: mcu or tvdu! (i haven't watched legacies though)
word limits: none at all. you can do a drabble, headcanons, a one shot— just be sure to use a readmore link if it's over 300 words or so
what can you write: fluff, smut (if you're over 18), angst, whatever takes your fancy!! always use trigger warnings as necessary. for smut, i don't read dark/dubcon/noncon so please keep that in mind!! you can write character x reader, or character x character as well, i'm not picky :)
is there a deadline: there is no hard deadline, but i am aiming for the end of this year!
feel free to tag me in your fics and also remember to use #tays1kwritingchallenge in the tags so i can keep track of them! 💖
THE PROMPTS:
↳ “don’t you call him baby, we’re not talking lately / don’t you call him what you used to call me” — cherry, harry styles
↳ “head in the clouds but my gravity’s centered / touch my neck and i’ll touch yours” — sweater weather, the neighbourhood
↳ “she hits like ecstasy / comes up and bangs the sense out of me” — greek tragedy, the wombats
↳ “long nights, daydreams, sugar and smoke rings / i've been a fool, but strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you” — strawberries and cigarettes, troye sivan
↳ “honey just put your sweet lips on my lips / we should just kiss like real people do” — like real people do, hozier
↳ “we slow dance in the living room, but all that a stranger would see / is one girl swaying alone stroking her cheek” — liability, lorde
↳ “you tell me you love her, i give you a grin / oh all i ever wanted was a life in your shape” — strawberry blond, mitski
↳ “i’d give up forever to touch you, ‘cause i know that you feel me somehow / you’re the closest to heaven that i’ll ever be and i don’t want to go home right now” — iris, the goo goo dolls
↳ “how can i decide what's right, when you're clouding up my mind / i can't win your losing fight all the time” — decode, paramore
↳ “you hold me without touch, you keep me without chains / i never wanted anything so much, than to drown in your love and not feel your rain” — gravity, sara bareilles
↳ “secrets i have held in my heart are harder to hide than i thought / maybe i just wanna be yours” — i wanna be yours, arctic monkeys
↳ “to kiss in cars and downtown bars was all we needed / you drew stars around my scars, but now i'm bleedin'” — cardigan, taylor swift
↳ “well baby, i surrender, to the strawberry ice cream / never ever end of all this love” — accidentally in love, counting crows
↳ “i looked across and fell in love, so i took your hand / back through lamp-lit streets i knew, everything led back to you” — all of the stars, ed sheeran
↳ “and do you tell her she's the most beautiful girl you've ever seen? / an eternal love bullshit you know you'll never mean” — happier, olivia rodrigo
↳ “i surrender who i’ve been for who you are / for nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart” — turning page, sleeping at last
↳ “she got, she got my heart in her hands like a headlock / i can't see straight, ten seconds past five o'clock” — strawberry lipstick, yungblud
↳ “all that i am, all that i ever was / is here in your perfect eyes, they’re all i can see” — chasing cars, snow patrol
↳ “we fall apart as it gets dark, i'm in your arms in central park / there's nothin' you could do or say, i can't escape the way i love you” — i love you, billie eilish
↳ “she’s gonna save me, call me ‘baby’ / run her hands through my hair” — jackie and wilson, hozier
tagging some mutuals that i love and appreciate so much to boost this 💗 (however this does not obligate you to participate skdjbfks):
@hellotvshowtrash @imaginearyparties @dumble-daddy @nikmikaelsonswife @lady-salvatore @imgoingtofreakoutnow @day-trippin-dreamer @auroracalisto @xxwritemeastoryxx @dizzydancingdreamer @divine-mistake @babycap @tripleyeeet @gyllenhaalstories @brown-eyed-babes @nalledimessi @alwaysfangirlingish @mrs-jackson-kenner @svnkissedskies @ronniemikaelson @belladonnabarnes @drysdale-barnes @blackberrybucky @ritesofreverie @moonlight-onyx @mickey-henry @jurassicbarnes
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Trick or Treat
A/n: I just saw this on @auroracalisto's blog and forgot about it until now so here we go, Platonic Avengers i think i write these before the fic themselves sometimes
Prompt: “Halloween candy? What am I, five?”
Bucky grinned. "Aw c'mon Steve. Just for fun" He nudged the captain. "Just this once."
"Yeah, Cap. I'm dressing up. Not even doing anything, just wanna" You said.
Steve sighed.
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"Hey Y/n! Want a Twix?" Steve asked.
"Halloween candy? What am I, five?" You shot back, taking a handful from the bowl he was holding.
Steve laughed. "Bucky said if I wasn't dressing up I'd have to give you guys candy. I don't see a problem with that"
"Whatever you say, I think Tony makes a mean Batman" You joked.
"Get out" Steve grinned.
"I think I'm a bit old to trick or treat"
"Oh my god" Steve laughed.
"I heard trick or treat" Sam called. "I don't mind"
You and Steve burst into laughter.
As you were laughing, Sam snatched the bowl of candy from Steve.
"Thanks for the candy, Grandpa!" Sam called as he ran off.
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💕 self-love time! talk about which ones of YOUR creations (edits, artworks, fanfics) you like the most then send to other creators to do the same 💕
TORIIIII I love you so much 😭❤️❤️
It's honestly hard for me to pick, because I've genuinely enjoyed writing so many of them (even if they weren't my best work), but I decided to go with a top 3 (in random order)
Peony (Peggysous)
This is a fic I wrote for the first Peggysous Week (back in 2020!!) and I think it was semi-recently after I first watched Endgame and was SO MAD with the scene at the end with Steve and Peggy that I decided to take the chance to write something that still fit with Marvel's new established canon and didn't break up my otp 😂 I'm still super happy with how it turned out, and I think it's a sweet and heartfelt fic that I really enjoyed writing (so thank you for enabling me to lmao)
2. The Undead Scourge (The Originals x Harry Potter)
This I'm pretty sure was born out of a one-off Wattpad comment on a longer story I've written there that's not on Tumblr, something along the lines of "I wonder how the Mikaelsons would react to Rita Skeeter's anti-vampire article" and I decided that was a very fun and funny prompt and made this lol. I still enjoy rereading this one and it feels like such a random crossover but it was super fun to write and at least in my opinion is super fun to read
3. The Dread Pirate Roberts (Westley (Princess Bride) x Reader)
This is one of my newest fics that I wrote for the Year of Themed Creation (it's my March entry) but I just had SO much fun writing it (clearly there's a theme in what makes something a favorite for me lol). I've loved The Princess Bride since I was a kid and Westley was one of my OG childhood crushes, so getting to write a fun story set in that world that includes story-typical epic romance with Westley (especially when there's not a lot of that out there for him) was great, and I think it turned out pretty good too
Going back through all my old works really made me smile (most of the time) while I was doing this positivity boost, so thank you Tori!! It was a really fun challenge, and it made me fall back in love with some of my old writing, which is always a much-needed nice feeling. Tagging some mutuals, but any writers or creators who see this, PLEASE do it! Gotta spread the creator self-love 😄❤️
No pressure tags: @ghostofskywalker (I saw somebody already re-sent this to you but I don't care, I wanna see at least one more honorable mention if you're up for it ❤️) @arttheclown-coveredinblood @hellotvshowtrash @auroracalisto @space-helen @madame-fear @startrekkingaroundasgard @oonajaeadira @valkyriepirate
#positivity tag#spread the love!#tag game#sophie speaks#writers on tumblr#writer appreciation#fic appreciation
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I have decided to do some Halloween Prompts to get my ass in gear to post more, they will be short fics so up to 500-700 words, maybe more if I’m inspired.
I did take inspiration from @auroracalisto (I didn’t want you to think I was copying you!) but go check theirs out if you haven’t already!
You can send them in for any character I write for and no more than two prompts per request. They are listed below, some are lighthearted some are darker.
Lighthearted/Sweet Prompts:
“I am not dressing up as a Disney Princess/Prince”
“Can you paint my face? Add fake blood to make it extra spooky”
“Look at our baby dressed as a pumpkin! Are you a pumpkin?’ *Insert baby voice*
“Who ate all the sweets? You ate all the sweets, you swine!”
“I’ve had my trick, now I want my treat.”
“Wanna do a Ouija board? Or are you too scared?”
“Did you seriously put the dog in a costume? He looks like an idiot.. like it’s owner.”
“Let’s have a chocolate eating competition, the winner gets glory and possibly a stomach ache.”
“Nightmare before Christmas isn’t even a Halloween movie, no it isn’t stop arguing.”
“Yes you look cute, but I look even cuter.”
“I am not drinking that, it looks like death in a bottle… give it here.”
“What do you call an idiot in a cat costume? You!”
“Let’s just binge watch horror movies and make out.”
“Would it be disrespectful if he had sex in the graveyard?”
“As soon as Halloween is over, I’m putting the Christmas tree up and you can’t stop me.”
“I almost pissed myself going through that haunted house!”
“Let’s see if we can catch any ghosties on camera.”
“Now they’re going to haunt you for tripping over their grave.”
“Boo! Ha, I gotcha good didn’t I?”
“What if we steal all their treats and blame it on the dog?”
Darker Prompts:
“It was you all along..?”
“Please have mercy! Don’t do this!”
“Okay stop you’re scaring me, put that knife down.”
“I’m going to make you into my perfect doll, all I need is to do now is the plastic surgery.”
“Wouldn’t it be cool if we both killed ourselves on Halloween?”
“You know, screaming for help isn’t going to do much. No one is coming to save you.”
“Don’t make me angry again or I’ll gut you like a fish!”
“How many stabs would it take to kill a person? Wanna test it out?”
“I can also tell your blood is going to be so sweet.”
“The more scared you are, the more turned on I get.”
“We’re going to hex that bastard.”
“I wonder how long it’ll take you to bleed out.”
“Move another muscle and I’ll blow your brains out.”
“Are you seriously accusing me of murder?”
“If I can’t have you then no one can.”
“I swear it’s not what it looks like!”
“Grave robbing isn’t that bad, just snatch the jewellery and don’t get caught.”
“Did you just see that dead body move?’
“It’s a full moon, I should go..”
“Aww don’t be scared, I’m going to keep you forever. You’re home now.”
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Raccoons
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pairing - spencer reid x fem!reader
type - fluff, angst
note - for @auroracalisto ‘s halloween prompt challenge!! the prompts i used are “Boo!” “Oh, wow! You, uh, you totally scared me. Good one.” “Did… did you hear that?” “Is that fake blood? Please tell me that’s fake blood.” “Who’s there?” I thought it would be fitting to write for spencer bc he loves halloween! hehe, enjoy!!
summary - you and spencer check out an abandoned, supposedly haunted house for your first date
warnings / includes - mild language, “jump” scares, casual talk about sex, crude humor (?), lil suggestive, kissing, spencer getting attacked by a raccoon, cute ending :). later seasons bc spencer isnt that shy in this.
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*gif isn’t mine*
“what an interesting date idea,” marissa stated.
you rolled your eyes, not appreciating her blatant judgement.
“well, i am an excited. it’s better than a boring dinner date that ends in either us watching mean girls, or me having meaningless sex.”
“i’m not saying it’s bad! i’m just saying it’s… bold.”
“great word choice,” you snorted. marissa laughed, getting up from your bed and walking to you. “well, he’s a grown man in his late 20s who takes a woman, whom is also in her late 20s, on a haunted house date? seems a little childish, right?” she asked.
“no. it shows that he’s creative and fun. he knows how to have a good time and that’s important,” you argued.
“i guess,” marissa sighed. “how did you meet this guy? i assume not a dating app.”
“you would assume right,” you grinned. “i met him at a barnes and noble. we ran into each other as he was reading the narrative of john smith. apparently he reads like, 20,000 words a minute and has read that book a million times.”
“mr. smarty pants, huh,” marissa remarked. “hey, i have a phd!” you exclaimed.
“yeah, but can you read 20,000 words per minute?” marissa teased.
“no, but, i sure can rock this costume,” you giggled and turned around, posing.
marissa clapped and squealed. “yes, you can! god, you look so hot. i wouldn’t be surprised if you two didn’t make it out of the car.”
“he’s not like that,” you shook your head. “he’s still a guy. even though he looks like he’s 15 years old. you sure he’s 27?” marissa raised her brows.
“yes.” you rolled your eyes, hitting her arm. you turned back to the mirror, looking over yourself again. your date hadn’t told you what to wear, but he told you a theme: sci-fi. a very broad topic in your mind. it didn’t help much, but you had a feeling he loved halloween, so you went all out.
you were princess leia from star wars. you wore her prisoner costume when she was with jabba. you hoped that your date would like it. you two had only talked three times through phone call, and this was your first date. for all you knew, he could hate it and cancel.
meanwhile, back at the bullpen, spencer was changing into his costume. he was going as master yoda from star wars. he was painted all green, with clay ears sticking out of his head specially made by penelope. he was wearing a robe, a lightsaber in his holster.
he exited the bathroom, sneaking around the office. he spotted his co-workers, sneaking up on them, taking out his lightsaber.
“boo!”
derek turned around slowly, amusement on his face. “oh, wow! you, uh, you totally scared me. good one.”
spencer frowned, putting down his lightsaber. “not even a little bit of fear?”
“i can smell your paint from a mile away,” derek snorted.
“oh, well,” spencer sighed.
“OMG. you look amazing! everyone, i did this!” penelope scurried over, taking ahold of spencer and shaking him from side to side.
“good job. he looks great, garcia.” hotch complimented, a ghost smiling reflecting on his lips.
“why, thank you, chief,” penelope giggled. “yeah, wow - those ears, huh?” jj went over, bringing her hand up to touch them, but penelope swatted her hand away.
“you are going to break them!”
jj chuckled, “sorry.”
“do you think she’ll like it?” spencer asked, twiddling his fingers.
“oh, she’ll love it, spence! you know, she seems like a star wars girl,” penelope winked.
“i hope so. i gotta go now. can’t keep her waiting,” spencer sighed.
“good luck!” hotch exclaimed. “you’ll do great,” jj smiled.
“wear a condom!” derek shouted.
spencer smiled and shook his head, exiting the bullpen. he got to his car, driving anxiously to your apartment complex. he parked in the garage, getting out the paper of which you wrote your address on.
“apartment ten,” he muttered over and over to himself.
he finally got the courage to go to your apartment after ten minutes of debating whether or not to bail. he really liked you and you were the first girl to not walk away when he started rambling. he knew you were something special and he didn’t want to mess that up, even though he was ten minutes late.
“you sure he’s coming?” marissa asked. “yes, i am sure. he’s probably just nervous,” you shrugged.
“or maybe he realised how crazy you are and -”
“shut up!” you laughed, throwing a pillow at her. “just sayin’. i was in high school with you and man, you -”
before marissa could finish that sentence, there were three knocks on the door.
“ah, that’s him! okay, okay, how do i look?” you stood up from your couch.
“amazing!” marissa exclaimed. “now, go!”
you grinned, slipping on your sandals and grabbing your purse. you opened the door, grinning as you saw spencer. spencer’s jaw dropped as he looked over you, his eyes flickering from your breasts to your exposed thighs.
“you’re a little tall to be yoda, huh?” you spoke. his eyes snapped up to yours, jaw clamping shut.
“o-oh, yeah. i guess,” he stammered.
you giggled, “you look great. who did your makeup?”
“my friend from work. you, uh, wow. i-i didn’t know you were a star wars fan.”
“yep! born and raised,” you beamed. “that’s so cool,” he sighed, eyes widening in amazement.
you giggled, “so, we ready to go?” “yeah, yeah,” he nodded. “uh, here, ladies first.” he got out of your way.
you stepped out of the apartment, shutting the door.
“strawberry condoms are in your purse!” marissa yelled before you closed the door all the way.
you sighed, hanging your head low in embarrassment. “i am so sorry about her. she has like, no filter.”
“no, it’s okay. one of my co-workers are the same way. he actually said the same thing to me,” he chuckled.
“well, is he single? marissa has been looking for a guy for quite some while.”
“yeah, he is. want me to uh… well you can meet him and give him her number,” spencer said.
“sure. maybe on our second date it can be a double date,” you grinned.
spencer looked at you, his body blushing. “se-second date?”
“yeah,” you nudged him softly. “we have to see how this one goes, though.”
“oh, yeah, of course,” he nodded. “uh, here’s my car.” he quickly went to your side of the car, opening it for you and awkwardly smiling.
“thank you. what a true gentleman,” you teased, getting into the car.
he gave you a small smile, walking over to the driver’s seat. a small, awkward silence fell over you two as spencer started the car. you sensed that he was nervous, and a little taken aback - in a good way, you hoped - by your costume. you knew you would have to take it slow with this one, but you didn’t mind at all. you had been looking for something serious, and this might be it.
“so, how was work?” you asked casually. “oh, uh, work was good. how-how was work for you?” he answered.
“work was good, thank you. did you have an interesting case today?”
“no, but we had a lot of meetings,” he answered. “ugh, meetings are the worst,” you groaned.
“they are. especially since my boss is kind of uh… not the friendliest,” he stated.
“mine, too. i swear, if i wasn’t for my love animals, i would walk out before you could blink,” you grinned.
he glanced at you, the corners of his mouth upturning.
“s-so, did you have an interesting case today?” he asked, not wanting the conversation to die.
“well, yes, but definitely not as interesting as what you deal with. there was this three-legged cat who we were able to give prosthetic leg to. it was awesome. oh, she was so happy!” you gushed.
“that is awesome,” spencer nodded. “being a vet would be cool. too bad i’m kinda of awkward around animals.”
“well, that’ll definitely change when you date me,” you chuckled. “i can’t wait,” he spoke truthfully.
you smiled at him, then turning back to the road. a comfortable silence fell over you two. spencer felt like he could finally breathe.
you two arrived at the abandoned house. chills ran up your spine as you saw the sun setting behind the house, leaving darkness in its wake. you realized what a bad idea this really was, but you couldn’t bail now. you were already here, and your date looked too adorable to say no to. you would just have to stick it out and hoped you wouldn’t get brutally murdered.
“do you have a flashlight?” spencer asked. “oh, yeah.” your head whipped to your bag and you pulled out the small flashlight you had bought in preparation for the date.
“great. are you ready?” he grinned.
you took a sharp intake, looking back at the house. “yep. let’s get this show on a road.”
you unbuckled your seat belt and began to open the door, but spencer stopped you.
“wait here,” he said quickly. he jumped out of the car, walking to your side of the car and opening the door for you.
you giggled as he stumbled when opening the door.
“what a gentleman,” you teased.
he was grateful for the green paint, otherwise you would see his face go red. he smiled sheepishly, stepping aside so you could get out. he shut the door behind you, his eyes looking you up and down again. you smirked, butterflies fluttering in your tummy.
“let’s go, master,” you winked at him, taking his hand into yours and walking towards the house.
he gulped loudly, his heart pounding against his ribcage. his whole body burned, his skin tingling as your fingers interlocked with his. the magnetic pull between you two was prominent, but the electricity he had felt in his veins startled him, causing him to jerk his hand away.
you frowned as you felt his hand slip out of yours. you suddenly felt sick and cursed yourself for being too brash. you knew he was a take-it-slow type of guy, and you liked that, you just wondered if he was also the hand-holding type of guy.
“sorry,” you mumbled. “i-i should’ve asked if it was okay do to that. some people aren’t comfortable with PDA. i used to be that way, so i understand.”
spencer’s eyes widened, regret washing over his face.
“o-oh, i didn’t- i, uh, germs. i-i don’t like germs. s-sorry, nothing against you, i promise.”
“well, i understand - kind of. i promise i keep clean, though, for future reference.” you sent him a cheeky wink.
he laughed nervously, his heart stalling at your gesture. while he didn’t like germs, he had since tried to grow out of the phobia. especially after he asked you out. derek mentioned how you might want to hold hands, hug him, all the touchy stuff. spencer prepared himself for the touching, but he never realized the effect it would have on him.
he wished he hadn’t pulled away now. even though it was just for a few seconds, he craved the feeling of your skin on his. he wanted to trace patterns on the back of your hand with his thumb. he wanted his arm around you, to feel the warmth. he wanted to feel…
“you know, it’s actually safer to kiss,” he blurted.
your brows raised, your lips upturning. “well, that’s great to know.”
his eyes flickered to you, a small smile on his face. he cursed himself in his head for speaking his thoughts, but he liked your reaction. maybe you two would end up kissing tonight.
you two reached the front of door, goosebumps rising on your skin.
“so… has anyone died here?” you asked, regretting asking the question as soon as the words left your mouth.
“a few, but it’s okay. i have this.” spencer said, pulling out his green lightsaber.
you giggled, “oh, i’m definitely not scared anymore.”
“good. i’ll protect you, don’t worry.” he looked you in the eyes, making the moment go in slow motion for a few seconds. you knew that he meant what he said.
you gave him a smile in reply, putting your hand on the doorknob and opening it. it creaked open, leaving a dark, cold hallway for the two of you to explore.
“oh, god,” you mumbled.
“are you okay? we can just go -”
“no! i-i’m okay. let’s go,” you said quickly, taking ahold of his robe and dragging him in with you.
you turned on your flashlight, shining it everywhere before walking into the house further.
“if you called your fbi friends, would they come faster than the police?” you asked.
“probably,” spencer answered. “i hope you have them on speed dial then,” you remarked.
you walked further into the house, your fingers gripping the robe tighter. spencer looked down, a small smile forming onto his face. he decided to not do anything about it, liking the way you clinged to him.
“how many floors are there?” you asked.
“three. basement, first floor, and upstairs,” he explained.
“are we going into the basement?” your throat went dry at the thought.
“if we have time. this floor is pretty big,” he said.
you hoped you two wouldn’t have time to go to the basement, or the upstairs.
“yeah, someday i’d love to live in a house like this,” you spoke truthfully.
the house was an 18th century mansion. the living room was big and homey, despite the windows being borded up and sheets over the furniture. there was a fireplace and a mantel, lots of bookshelves, and dusty rugs that were making your nose itch. above the mantel was an empty space, perfect for a flat screen tv. it looked like the living room of the salvatore boarding house from the vampire diaries.
“me, too. although, i really like my apartment. it has all my stuff in it, and it’s organized just the way i like it. a house seems too big for me,” spencer replied.
“what if you want to build a family someday, though?” you questioned.
“oh, well, i guess i would have to buy a house then,” he shrugged.
“maybe this one,” you smiled, putting the flashlight up to your face and making a scary expression.
spencer laughed, nodding. “yeah, definitely. i would love finding dead bodies everywhere.”
“i mean, you kind of do that, anyways,” you shrugged.
spencer hummed in agreement. “i guess i would get paid for overtime, then.”
“lucky you,” you replied, walking away from the living room. you entered the kitchen tentatively, breathing heavily as you looked at the knives in the corner of the counter.
“maybe i should’ve taken you to dinner,” spencer commented, standing next to you.
“i mean, we could make some here,” you smiled. spencer smiled with you. “we might end up eating maggots.”
“oh, that’s my favorite appetizer,” you joked, walking further into the kitchen.
“and what’s your favorite entree?” he asked.
“probably corpses,” you smirked. “that’s definitely my favorite, too,” spencer chuckled.
you smiled widely, pleased to see him beginning grow more comfortable with you. you had heard from one of his co-workers, penelope garcia, when she contacted you after spencer told her about you, that he was shy and to not joke with him too much. she told you that he wasn’t great with socializing. you prepared yourself for this, but now you thought she wasn’t giving him enough credit. he seemed perfectly fine.
“so, how long have you been on the team?” you asked.
“um, about seven years, i believe,” he answered. “wow. you ever get tired of it?” you wondered.
“no,” he shook his head. “there’s so many criminals to catch. so much to learn about their M.O.’s, how they think. it’s fascinating, really.”
“is it scary?”
“yeah, it is,” he nodded. “i, um, used to have nightmares, actually. i’m fine now, but there are just some cases that haunt you.”
“well, i’m glad to hear you’re fine now. i know i definitely would be crying the first second i get the case,” i chuckled.
“you have to have the stomach for it,” he nodded.
“well, if i make it through this, i’m sure i’ll be equipped for the fbi.”
“oh, yeah, i forgot to tell you, this is your field test.”
you let out a breathy laugh, not expecting him to be so witty.
“well, i hope i’m passing.”
“you definitely are.”
you hummed happily, walking around the island table. you stopped in your tracks, fear shivering up your spine.
“is that fake blood? please tell me that’s fake blood.” you shined your flashlight at the red splotches that were on the wall.
spencer walked up to you, gulping hard. “u-uh, probably not, but i swear this place is safe. i actually went to visit it with my co-workers before our date.”
“uh-huh,” you nodded skeptically. you turned around, jumping as you heard scratching noises coming from upstairs.
“did… did you hear that?” you whispered, shining your light at spencer.
“hear what?” he frowned.
you both went quiet for a second, no sound coming from the upstairs.
“i think you’re just -”
“shhh!” you put your finger on his lips, the sound then coming back.
“that!” you exclaimed in a hushed voice.
spencer couldn’t focus on anything else but your finger on his lips. his body froze at the contact, but quickly relaxed. your fingers were warm and calloused, pressing harshly against the soft, pink flesh.
you looked at him, wondering why he hadn’t said anything. your eyes then widened in realization as you saw your finger on his lips, his eyes gazing at your own lips in response.
you moved your hand away hastily, stepping back. “sorry. i don’t think when i get scared.”
“uh, it’s okay. not many people do,” spencer coughed awkwardly.
you gave him a small smile, thanking him silently.
the scratches from upstairs sounded again. this time spencer heard it.
“oh, yeah, i heard it that time,” he nodded.
you shuddered, “i hoped it was my imagination.”
“want to go and check it out?” he suggested.
you laughed, snorting as you breathed in. “you really think i’m about to get myself killed by some evil, ancient ghost?”
he gave you a crooked smile. “isn’t that what we are here for?”
you narrowed your eyes at him, frowning playfully. “i think that’s what you are here for.”
he shrugged, his smile growing wider. “i promise i’ll protect you. no ghost or goblin can withstand this.” he pulled out his lightsaber again, waving it around in front of you.
you couldn’t help but laugh, breathy giggles escaping your mouth. they made spencer’s heart flutter, and he kept pretending to fight off ghosts to keep you happy.
“i suppose i should’ve brought mine then,” you breathed in.
“leia doesn’t have a lightsaber,” spencer stated matter-of-factly.
“yeah, she does. it’s blue, like almost everyone else’s in the movies,” you corrected him.
he frowned, looking into the distance in thought. he then blushed, the heat making the paint crack on his skin.
“oh, yeah. looks like i’ll have to brush up on my facts.”
“no worries. i’m usually always right,” you winked at him. you then walked away, swinging your hips, your fear disappearing for the time being.
spencer gulped, looking you up and down shamelessly. he wanted to be a gentleman, to avert his gaze and ignore your suggestive attitude, but he also knew you were doing this on purpose, and you looked damn well doing it, too. as long as you welcomed his stare, he would keep looking.
“i don’t know if i’ve told you tonight, but the leia costume looks really good on you,” he spoke out, his voice a little dry.
you smiled and turned to him, leaning against the wall frame.
“thank you. your yoda costume looks really cool,” you returned the compliment. “how long did it take to paint your face?”
“two hours. penelope really wanted to get all the details right,” he explained.
“well, she did an amazing job.”
“thank you. i’ll let her know you thought so. where did you find your costume? it looks exactly like the one carrie fisher wore,” he said, eyeing you up and down again.
your knees buckled slightly, your heart dropping to your stomach. heat crawled up the back of your neck and you found yourself becoming bashful.
“u-uh, halloween spirit. it’s a store. a lot of their costumes are really realistic.” you breathed out, staring at spencer as he admired your costume.
he smiled at you. “well, it looks great.”
and oh, that smile. it was so charming and kind and warm; not a hint of bad intentions. of course, he was oblivious to what he was doing to you. you tried to hide it the best you could - you didn’t like being flustered - but it seemed inevitable as his big, brown eyes met yours.
“ready to go upstairs?” he spoke, not seeming to catch on to your hazy gaze.
you nodded slowly, tearing your eyes away from him painfully. you turned around, making your way up the stairs first.
spencer followed closely behind you, his hand ghosting your waist as you two reached the top of the stairs. you leaned back into his hand, making your actions seem nonchalant. but on the inside, you were jumping for joy.
spencer did indeed notice your actions, though, slipping his hand around your bare back. his fingers twitched nervously as he ran over your soft skin. he settled with his arm around your waist, your muscles tensing at his touch.
“is there a ghost up here?” you breathed out, trying to fill the silence.
“let’s see,” spencer suggested.
you two walked down the hall together, shining your flashlight in every dark corner. as you turned the corner, the footsteps started again. you jumped back, your hand reaching to grip spencer’s shoulders.
“that better be a special effect you and your friends set up the other day,” you whispered.
“i’m afraid it’s not,” spencer sighed.
“oh, lovely. well, i never thought i would die on a first date with an fbi agent in an abandoned house,” you muttered.
“yeah, i never i thought i would die dressed up as yoda.”
you looked at him, staring at his blank dace before bursting out laughing. spencer followed in suit, broken chuckles filling his throat. you let out a big sigh as you tried to calm yourself down.
“i-imagine your friends finding you dead as yoda. that-that would be gold,” you giggled.
“they definitely would be laughing more than crying,” spencer remarked.
“oh, no,” you shook your head with a smile. “i’m sure penelope would be crying. all her beautiful work would’ve been for nothing.”
spencer looked at you, a playful frown resting on his lips. “she’s very prideful about her painting skills.
“and she should be. did she do the ears, too?” you asked, reaching your hand up to feel the clay ears.
“yep. emily helped, too,” spencer said. “well, they did a great job,” you praised.
spencer nodded in agreement, he opened his mouth to speak, but a crash in the room behind you two startled you both.
“ah, hell naw,” you shook your head. you moved away from spencer, his hand dropping down to his side.
you shined your flashlight, taking long strides to where the sound came from. you went up to the door, turning the handle to discover that it was locked.
“hey, wha-what’re doing?” spencer asked wearily.
“trying to figure out what is in this house,” you answered.
“that could dangerous, you could get hurt. what if there’s-”
you turned to him, giving him a kind smile. “i appreciate your concern, spencer, i do, but isn’t this what we came here to do? i’m scared, too, but wouldn’t you regret this date if we didn’t do a little ghost hunting?”
“i wouldn’t regret this date because all i wanted to do was be with you,” he blurted out.
your face lit up with a smile. you went over to him, taking his hand into yours.
“all i wanted to do is be with you, too. honestly, i was really skeptical about this date - no thanks to marissa - but i just wasn’t sure how it was going to be because it was just so different. but i knew it would be worth my time because i could already tell that you are a great guy. this is definitely the most fun, and terrifying, date i’ve ever been on. and to make it even more fun and scary, we can take it a step further and see what’s behind that door. what do you say, master yoda?” you raised a brow.
he smiled and nodded, his fingers tightening around yours.
“thought you said you didn’t like germs?” you questioned.
“i don’t, but i like holding your hand,” he admitted.
you grinned, intertwining your fingers with his. “i like holding your hand, too. now, shall we break into this room?”
“we shall,” he nodded. excitement rushed up his spine as you pulled him to the door.
“do you, by any chance, kick down doors for your job?” you asked.
“no, but derek does. i can try, though,” spencer swallowed sharply.
you moved away, gesturing for him to try. he took a deep breath, turning his body as he kicked the door open.
“woo! wow, nice job!” you clapped. smart, funny, and strong; you were begging to like him more and more.
“i’m actually surprised that worked,” he chuckled.
“well, good job. maybe derek can let you kick down some doors from now on.”
“as if that would happen. that’s his signature move.”
you laughed in response, taking his hand again and moving into the room. from the second you stepped across the threshold, a ruffling sound commenced.
“who’s there?” you called out.
the ruffling stopped and started multiple times. you were beginning to actually think there was a ghost.
spencer shined his light in every direction, trying to find the source of the ruffling. he spotted a little pile of boxes, movement coming from under them.
“here!” spencer pointed.
you whipped your head around, narrowing your eyes at the pile of boxes.
“alright, holy spirit, show yourself!” you exclaimed.
the movement stopped and the house became dead silent.
“man, i actually miss the sound now. this place is ten times more scary when silent,” you whispered.
spencer nodded in agreement. eyes widening as the boxes moved again. he drew out his lightsaber, causing you to stifle a laugh. he glanced at you, giving you a small smile before approaching the corner.
he poked and prodded the pile, moving the cardboard boxes out of the way slowly. suddenly, a raccoon jumped out at spencer.
“ah! oh, my god!” you screeched.
you dropped your flashlight, running over to spencer. you tried to see with blurred vision where the raccoon was. you waved your hands in the air, trying to grasp the raccoon’s fur. you finally got ahold of it, prying it off of spencer and putting it on the ground. it scurried away, leaving you panting and sweating.
you looked to spencer, immediately finding your flashlight and shining it on him to see if he had any injuries. you closed the space in-between you too, putting your free hand over his face, running your fingers along the little scratches he had acquired.
“are you okay?” you asked.
spencer’s eyes flickered down from your eyes to your lips. his tongue darted out to wet the corners of his own lips, his body pulling himself impossibly closer to you.
“yeah, i’m okay,” he nodded.
your eyes widened as you realized what was happening. you didn’t try to stop it. you smiled as spencer dropped the flashlight, bringing his hand up to cup your cheek and hold your waist. you dropped your flashlight, too, eyes fluttering close as you leaned in. spencer’s breath hitched as he could feel your warm breath on his lips. his hand held you tentatively, his thumb running along your cheekbone slowly. your hands went up to his hair, entangling your fingers in his dark locks. you closed the gap eagerly, not wanting to waste another second.
a little sigh left spencer’s lips as you first kissed him. you grinned into the kiss, cradling spencer’s head and pulling him closer to you. his arm snaked around your waist, pulling you flush against him. a moan left your throat, sending blood rushing down past spencer’s hips.
you pulled away as your lungs started to burn. you opened your eyes, them landing on his. his eyes fluttered open a few moments after yours.
“are you okay?” you asked again. “yes, i am,” he chuckled.
“was that okay? i-i know that you leaned in first, but uh, i just -”
“no, no. i-i really, really liked it,” he nodded vigorously.
you giggled, “good. me, too. so, do you want to explore more?”
he pursed his lips, looking at you bashfully. “can we kiss again?”
you laughed heartily, putting your hands on his chest. you grasped his robe, pulling him flush against you
“i would absolutely love that.”
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If I were to resurrect something similar to the old MCU and TVDU monthly prompts that @hellotvshowtrash used to do (she inspired me), would anyone be interested in writing anything for those?
Please let me know your thoughts! I would love to do this if enough people want to participate!
Tagging some people who may have some interest (and if you don't that's totally fine! 😊): @elijahs-wife @thatfanficstuff @yn-ymn-yln @imgoingtofreakoutnow @idkxwriting @auroracalisto @dizzydancingdreamer @firefly-in-darkness @hellotvshowtrash @xxwritemeastoryxx @nalledimessi @imagine-always-and-forever @dumble-daddy @hey-there-angels @lady-salvatore and anyone else who comes across this!
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We're 600 now, and I feel so grateful! I still have some requests from the last celebration, but I'll get to them eventually, as always. I just want to celebrate this so bad!
I'm inviting you all to my ice cream party! Since I love ice cream and I've always wanted to go to a tea party, I'm making my own in here but with ice cream. It will go from may 2nd at 12:00 to may 8th at 22:00, more information under the cut:
❥ Cast your mutuals: These are not very accurate but are really fun to do! My fandoms are in my pinned post, just in case, but It could be anything like songs or colors lol.
❥ Send me a number from 1 to 100 and a character: I'll write a drabble or imagine based on the song in that position in my playlist. This is something new I wanna try, feel free to send more than one number/character if you want.
❥ Send me a dialogue prompt and character: I'll write an imagine based on that! This is the normal type of requests~.
❥ Kiss, marry, kill: Send three characters from any of my fandoms! These are really fun!
❥ Ask me anything about my fics or myself: Feel free to ask whatever you want to know about my blog! We're all friends in here!
Some of my amazing mutuals: @elijahs-wife @alyssaslahey @hypedaboutnothing @originalbarbieklaus @mikaelsonsdeservedbetter @hellotvshowtrash @dumble-daddy @raemikaelson @ronniemikaelson @avala-moon @auroracalisto @nikmikaelsonswife @imaginearyparties
PD: Don't forget to eat all the ice cream you want! Even if it is mint chocolate, we don't judge lol ✨💕
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Valentine’s Day
I’ve been lacking inspiration and motivation recently so hopefully by taking in some Valentine’s requests will get those creative juices flowing again!
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Here are the rules:
- Always be nice and respectful when requesting something.
- I will write for Angel, EZ, Coco, Riz, Bishop, Klaus and Elijah.
- If I get a lot of requests for only one character I’ll end up choosing the 1-3 I like the most and write them. If I’m feeling like it I may write them all.
- The prompts will be posted below and I’ll take max 2 prompts per request.
- The writing will be between 300-600 words. Maybe more if I do get carried away.
- If I get some similar prompts for the same character I will combine them.
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I will try my best to have the writing out as soon as possible depending on how many requests I get in but if I fail at doing so I’m so sorry.
The prompts are taken from @auroracalisto and you can find the original post HERE.
1. “Be mine, Valentine?”
2. “I bought these because I thought you would like them.”
3. “I care about you. I’ve always cared about you.”
4. “I like it when you say my name.”
5. “You are so adorable... and I cannot believe I have you all to myself.”
6. “You smell really nice.”
7. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but this was better than a fancy restaurant.”
8. “You didn’t have to get me anything!”
9. “I think I love you.”
10. “I forgot to get you a gift. Will a kiss suffice?”
11. “Gimme a kiss. If you want to, of course. Consent is important.”
12. “I love your hugs.”
13. “I am so in love with you.”
14. “Will you marry me?”
15. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
16. “You make me so happy.”
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Everyone, welcome to Annie's 500 followers' event! Again, thank you for helping me reaching this huge milestone. I always cherish any feedback I get from you and it's mostly what has kept me on this site so long. So, thank you once more💗
The event will be on from 6pm CET the 20th of October to 6pm CET the 27th of October, so you have until then to send in your asks!Anons are, of course, more than welcome to stop by!
(more details under the cut)
🍰So, what would you prefer to eat?
—As you might already know, these are the fandoms I write for:
The Originals;
The Vampire Diaries;
Marvel (including the Venom's movies);
Supernatural;
Bridgerton;
(if you're not sure if I write for a certain character, ask me with no worries)
🍰Let's chit-chat, shall we?
— I'd love to talk to you, guys, so send in via ask whatever you want! Funny things, fic/book/movie recommendations, even just a 'hello'! And if perhaps you want to know more about me, ask me anything you're curious about!
— And of course, I'm open to all kind of games you can come up with! Fmk, would you rather, this or that, I'm ready to play!
🍰How about some music?
— If you didn't know, I love music, so send me a character/ship and I'll make a small playlist about them.
🍰Here's the buffet!
— In this week I will also opening my requests, so you can send in yours with a prompt of your own choosing and I will write for you a short BLURB. It can be whatever you want, really, but in case you don't have any ideas, you can choose from this list or this other one.
It might take a while to answer to your ask, but don't worry: I'll reply to everyone throughout this week (and maybe a bit after that) <3
Tagging some lovely mutuals that are the best and that I dearly love: thank you for your support👉👈💘
@elijahs-wife @hellotvshowtrash @nalledimessi @forestnymphx @imaginearyparties @kneel-bitches @brown-eyed-babes @dumble-daddy @lady-salvatore @auroracalisto @xxwritemeastoryxx
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