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thosehallowedhalls · 2 months

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By Any Other Name

Book: Bloodbound

Pairing: Kamilah Sayeed x MC (Lucy West)

Rating: Teen

Word count: 876

Summary: Do Kamilah and Carmilla have anything in common besides some consonants and vowels?

A/N: For @vampirkit. Happy Valentine's Day! I've loved your Lucy since I stumbled upon your post introducing her, so I was thrilled to see I was your secret admirer. I hope you like this little story starring Lucy and Kamilah.

(Please let me know if your sense of humor isn't as unhinged as mine, and I'll write you something sane instead 🤭)

@choicesficwriterscreations @choicesfebruary2024 (Eros) @choicesfandomappreciation @choicespride (prompt: wine)

By Any Other Name

Lucy’s wine glass rests forgotten on the coffee table. It’s an excellent vintage, one that Kamilah saved for a special occasion and has just uncorked for Lucy's birthday. But as it turns out, a wine older than the United States of America isn’t the biggest surprise of the evening. Granted, Lucy is used to being stunned speechless by Kamilah’s stories, but this one might take the birthday cake.

“You were the inspiration for Carmilla.”

“Yes.”

“Carmilla by Sheridan Le Fanu.”

“Mhmm.”

“Carmilla published in the 1870s.”

“Lucy. If you have a point, make it.”

“I’m sorry, it’s just… how did this happen? And why am I only hearing about it now?”

Kamilah sighs and takes a sip from her own glass, her eyes closing in pleasure for a moment. “One of the best wines I’ve had in decades. What were you saying?”

Good lord. Sometimes being with a woman who’s two thousand years old can be exasperating. Lucy may be 150 herself, but she has a healthy (human still, she admits) dose of impatience. Kamilah? Kamilah doesn’t know the meaning of the word.

“How did you end up inspiring Carmilla? I thought she was based on Elizabeth Báthory!”

“You would,” Kamilah says dryly. “History doesn’t often care about the truth.”

Lucy tilts Kamilah’s chin up with one finger. “I’m going to need the story, babe. The whole story.”

Kamilah rolls her eyes, but her lips twitch. She will never admit it, but they both know full well how much she loves it when Lucy calls her babe.

“I briefly traveled to Ireland in 1870. Gaius knew a man who knew a man who…”

“Knew a man?”

She gives Lucy a flat stare. “Are you telling the story, or am I?”

“Sorry. Continue.”

“Who knew a mortal fascinated by our kind.”

“Sheridan Le Fanu.”

“Yes. See, he was attacked by a vampire when he was a very young man...”

“So he was afraid of us?”

“Oh, no. The reckless fool accosted the poor woman with so many questions that she decided it wasn’t worth the hassle.”

“Is that a note of admiration I detect?”

“Absolutely not. I admire no mortal.”

Lucy is too eager to hear the rest of the story to argue. “Okay, okay, the story?”

Kamilah sighs, long-suffering, but she proceeds. “Sheridan invited me to stay at his home. Every evening before I left the house, we drank whiskey and he threw every question under the sun at me.”

Lucy can’t help it. She snickers. “Under the sun?”

“Quiet.” Undisturbed, Kamilah presses on. “He severely tried my patience, but he was still my host. I answered some of them.”

“Only some?”

“I had intercepted a letter meant for the editor of The Dark Blue. I knew he was planning to write about it, and I didn’t want every reader of that nonsensical serial to know every little detail about our kind.” She rolls her eyes again. “I shouldn’t have bothered. He still got it all wrong. No matter how many times I told him that vampires can’t shapeshift, he made Carmilla transform into a cat-like creature.”

“I wondered about that! I mean, a black cat? It seems a little on the nose.”

“Precisely.” Kamilah sips her wine, then shrugs. “At least he didn’t turn us into bats. He left that particular brand of nonsense to Stoker.”

“Okay, but why do you think you were the inspiration for Carmilla herself? She doesn’t look like you.”

“She wouldn’t. I’m not Vlad; Sheridan knew better than to immortalize me too clearly. I would’ve killed him, host or not.” She pinches the bridge of her nose. “I didn’t read the story until I returned to America. The similarities were too obvious to ignore, so I wrote him a letter demanding an explanation.”

“What did he say?”

“He denied that Carmilla was based on me.”

“But you didn’t believe him?”

“If he wanted to be so discreet, he shouldn’t have given her a name so like mine.”

“It does seem an awfully big coincidence if fictional Carmilla has no relation to real life Kamilah,” Lucy admits. “But look on the bright side! Thanks to him, countless young women have dreamed about you.”

Kamilah gives her a haughtily amused look. ��Lucy, I don’t need his help to make women dream about me.” She trails a finger down Lucy’s cheek, all the way to her collarbone. “Do I?”

She swallows. Hard. “Can’t argue with that.”

“That aside, he nonetheless made me out to be some sort of… of… corrupter.” Obviously incensed, she pushes her hair back. “I've never in my life seduced anyone who didn’t want to be seduced.”

“Still,” Lucy says, as casually as possible. “I wouldn’t mind being corrupted by you.”

Kamilah smiles, cupping Lucy’s cheek tenderly. “My love, at this point, I’m not sure who’d be corrupting whom.”

She pushes Kamilah back and straddles her. The older vampire only lifts an elegant brow. “I believe you’ve made my point for me.”

Lucy grins, her lips hovering over Kamilah’s. “Oh babe, I’m about to do a lot more for you.”

She kisses her jaw, then her neck, before she moves lower. Kamilah may have all the cool stories, she decides, but Lucy has her own ways of making her speechless.

#kamilah x mc #kamilah x oc #kamilah sayeed #lucy west #bloodbound #ChoicesSecretAdmirer2024

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raleighcarreras · 2 years

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if i die young

Part 4: send me away with the words of a love song

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Black!Fem! Reader

Rating: M (language)

Warnings: talks about canon typical violence, implied D/s undertones

Wrd Cnt: 1k+ maybe?

Part(s): part 1, part 2, part 3

Notes: One more chapter to go after this one! I don't think it will take a month like this one did lol. Song is Options by Doja Cat & JID. The first chapter of the wanda fic is done. Not sure when I'll post it. Probably within the next few days. But be on the lookout! As always: not my gif! And 18+ only!

We know we both got options

"Fuck, Y/N- we should stop-mmm."

You nipped at Natasha's lip in an uncharacteristically selfish move to get her to stop talking. You should start being selfish more often honestly.

It didn't matter if she was right or not. You probably should stop frantically making out like the world is ending against your exposed brick wall in your expansive apartment but...

But what Natasha was missing was the fact that you didn't want to fucking stop.

The last time you felt this alive, you were ironically dodging a bullet or two.

"Y/N..."

And in your defense, she clearly didn't want to stop either. Her cold hands running underneath your shirt, serving as a balm to your overheated skin and a clear indicator that she was enjoying the turn of events just as much as you were.

One of those cool hands ran it's way up the length of your arm. Stopping to grip firmly at you chin.

"I said stop. God, you don't listen. We're going to have to fix that." She said firmly into your ear, in response you could only give her an embarrassing whimper.

It's now that you're convinced that Natasha Romanoff hates you, because why else would she stop something so delicious and delectable from happening?

"I'm five seconds away from screaming bloody murder. To stop that from happening, I suggest you kiss me again." You didn't even bother opening your eyes to speak.

Natasha released your chin with a chuckle. She pulled the rest of her body away from you and now you really are close to screaming. Or crying. Crying, more likely.

"You're so dramatic."

"I resent that." You scowled at her.

"Of course you do."

"Nat!" You whined and stomped your foot. Just as embarrassing as it was unbecoming. You suddenly wished Kamilah was here to yell at you to stand up metaphorically.

"You were just mad at me 30 seconds ago, were you not?" Natasha traveled away from you slowly and sat down on your couch. Naturally, you followed her. She had turned on some sort of magnetic force field and was not turning it off.

You sat down on the couch next to her. Your legs crossed underneath you, "I've never been one to live in the past."

"Nice try." She gestured for you to continue speaking like she needed to give you permission, and just like that you were mad all over again. Magnets be damned.

The glint in her eye told you that she knew you were mad, and that seemed to be exactly what she wanted.

"You don't let good things happen to you, do you?" You asked with an innocent lilt.

Fuck. You loved catching The Black Widow off gaurd.

"I thought we were going to talk about why you're mad at me..." She adjusted her spot on the couch. Sinking futher into the plush fabric.

"I'm getting to that. Answer the question first."

"Good things don't happen to me. Don't deserve them."

Damn, you weren't expecting such a cynical answer. But then again, you had to remember who you were talking to. A woman whose hands were covered in as much blood and other miscellaneous bodily fluids as a newborn baby.

"Who says you don't deserve good things?" Who said she didn't deserve you? Were you not a good thing? Had you not happened to Natasha the same way she had happened to you?

"I don't know...society? God? I'm sure even some of my coworkers feel that way." Her face seemed to take on a harden edge. Her jaw so sharp that it would surely split your finger open had you reached out and caressed it like you wanted.

"Who cares what they think? Take it from me. You'll surely bite the dust quicker if you listen and trust anyone but yourself."

Natasha's eyes darted towards you quickly," Is that why you don't trust me?"

You bit at your bottom lip. Natasha knew you trusted her. You were fairly sure you had told her as much, but she was right about you choosing not to listen to her.

"Would it kill you to realize that you don't know everything?" You didn't mean the question in a harsh manner, you just really had no other way to say it. So, you kept your voice soft .

"Would it kill you to realize that I don't know everything but I just might know more than you. At least when it comes to this superhero thing." Her voice stayed soft too.

You let go of your lip with a sigh, "Why won't you let me learn from my own mistakes?"

"Because those mistakes could get you killed, Y/N! Don't you get it?" Natasha stood from the couch abruptly. She crossed her arms and started to pace the length of white shaggy rug in front of the couch.

You shrugged, "And if that's apart of the job?"

"You were kidnapped. You were taken so easily and it's like you don't even care-"

"Why do you?" You said simply from your place still on the couch.

"What?"

"Why do you care when I so clearly don't? What do you see in me, Natasha?" You needed to know for your own sanity, and for hers as well.

Natasha stopped pacing. Her eyes started to bore into yours so hard you wondered if it was hurting her. It was surely hurting you. Being on the receiving end of those green eyes made you feel like you were drowning in a lily pad infested pond.

"Am I your pet project? Your protegé?"

Natasha shook her head slowly, "No, you're-"

"What, Natasha?! What am I to you?" Despite the calm you had successfully kept on the surface, it was slowly starting to wane. Natasha was dragging this on way longer than she needed to.

"You're me, and you're not. You're so many different things that I can't keep track of and I'm not used to that. But I can't get enough." Natasha sat slowly back down onto the couch. Her eyes never leaving yours.

And fuck, you wished you could think of something, anything to say.

"You're predictable, and unpredictable at the same time. I have to know what you're going to do next, just to see if you'll surprise me or not."

You were caught in that magnetic force again. That fishing line she managed to snag you on when you weren't looking was reeling you in so fast you were losing your breath.

"I didn't think you'd manage to get yourself arrested. I knew you wouldn't want to ride back here with me. I knew you wouldn't stop poking me when I told you to. I didn't think you'd let me kiss you."

You spoke softly, your breath airy," When will I stop sparking your interest then?"

Natasha shrugged, "When you stop being you."

Your face heated from your cheeks to the tips of your ears. You were grateful she couldn't see that.

"I don't plan on doing that anytime soon." You bit at your lip again.

"I didn't think you did." Natasha used her thumb to lightly free your bottom lip from its prison.

You liked to think you weren't this easy. But you leaning towards her, your eyes firmly planted on her soft lips suggested that you most definitely were.

Shame on you really. One hot girl tells you that she likes you for you and you're putty in her hands? You need to be fucking for real.

"Thank you for telling me that. But I really don't like what to be told what to do." You said cheekily after breaking away from her lips.

Natasha smirked that smirk that made you rethink going commando under your sleep pants, "Something tells me that's not true."

Your breath hitched.

Two could play at that game.

"This coming from the super spy who choked on her own spit after I called her 'Mommy' jokingly." The smirk was quickly wiped off of her face.

"You caught me off gaurd..."

"Shit! Can you say that again but this time look directly into my phone while I record?" You scrambled for the aforementioned mobile device.

Natasha only scowled at you and into your phone camera.

After a while, you were both lulled into a comfortable silence. Natasha seemed to have sunk further into the corner of your couch. And for the first time since you've known her, she looked truly relaxed.

"Nat, are you asleep?"

She popped one eye open, "I'm like a shark. I don't sleep. If I do I'll die."

You just blinked at her unamused, "Yeah. Anyway, can I ask you a serious question?"

She attempted to sit up but the couch swallowed her back up. "Shoot. Not literally."

Your fingers fiddled with each other, only stopping to pick at the inconspicuous tattoo on your wrist occasionally, "H-how do you deal with taking a life?"

If Natasha was surprised by the question, she didn't show it. But, now you knew she liked that sort of thing, "Who says I deal?"

"I just assumed you had a way, I guess..." You trailed off.

"Oh, I have a way, but I wouldn't call it "dealing" persay. It's more like ignoring it until I absolutely can't anymore." She smiled as if what she said was actually reassuring in any possible way.

"...Therapy it is then. Fuck you, Club Club." You shook your head dejectedly.

"STOP SAYING CLUB CLUB FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS!"

#black widow #marvel fanfic #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanov #if i die young #jessicas fanfic

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stanathanxoox · 2 years

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Protective

gif is mine

always giving the utmost attention to the other if they are in a crowd – Adrian Raines x reader

You were one of the most powerful vampires in existence, but that still didn’t stop Adrian from being worried and overly protective of you, wanting to keep a very close eye on you the whole time you were in the public eye just in case something happened to you. It had been six weeks since you’d ended Rheya’s life, six weeks since loosing your best friend because of the dagger. You’d been mourning the loss of your best ever since whilst also trying to learn how to control the powers you now had as the next strongest vampire. This was one of your first public appearances since that fateful night and you seemed to be doing just fine, but Adrian knew you, he knew your tells, knew when things would get too much for you and when you needed rescuing and so that’s what he did. Swooping through the crowd, he arrives at your side, wrapping his arms around your waist as he whispers in your ear

“Y/N, love come with me. You need a break from this crowd” you look up into his gaze and can see the concern in his gaze and nod, before excusing yourself from the conversation you’d been in with some of the politicians at this party.

As you step through the doors and out into the fresh air you let out a breath you didn’t even know you had been holding, looking up at Adrian

“Thank you for saving me from that conversation. It was starting to get into some dangerous topics and I didn’t know if I’d be able to make it through the rest of their questioning without breaking down in tears” you admit and feel Adrian run his hand gently through your hair before cupping your cheek

“I’ll always be looking out for you my love, that’s what I’m here for. And I know that loosing Lily has hit you incredibly hard, her loss has taken a toll on all of us. But I was thinking that maybe we could do something tonight after this event has finished, with Jax and Kamilah to honour her memory, and to mourn her properly” he suggests and you look up into his deep blue eyes and see that he’s being utterly sincere

“I would love to, and if Jax and Kamilah are on board then that would make it so much better” you say and he nods

“I’ll flick them a message to meet us later, but for now, you are my only priority” he says, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer to him.

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#pixelberry #pixelberry choices #choices bloodbound #bloodbound #bloodbound fic #bloodbound imagine #bloodbound x reader #bloodbound reader insert #adrian raines #adrian raines imagine #adrian raines x reader #adrian raines x mc

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rhonda-sayeed-2-0 · 2 years

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The Blood Queen - Volume 4 - Chapter 5

Kamilah & Mc (Fan comic series)

It has been ten years into the vampire x Bloodkeeper battle. Kamilah does something unthinkable. (Reader discretion is advised)

Chapter 4

A/N

I don't own these characters. They are the property of Pixelberry Studios.

Warnings: Violence. OFF SCREEN DEATH OF CHILDREN. THE TURNING OF CHILDREN. PARENTAL TRAUMA.

⚠️ Warning 2⚠️ - This is an evil Kamilah AU. Read at your own discretion.

Tag List: @masked-alien-lesbian @serafineandkamilahs @kamilah-stole-my-heart @darlingnikki-prince

#playchoices #kamilah sayeed #kamilah x mc #rheya apostolous #bloodbound

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lorirwritesfanfic · 2 years

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🛒 ⛔ ❌

Hi, Lily! ❤️ I hope you're doing well.

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

I use omniscient narrative a lot because I like adding characters' body language, thoughts and feelings and some scene descriptions. My fics come to me as if there were sneak peeks of a movie and I do my best to connect those little scenes together and put into words so the reader can visualize the story as well.

I also like adding details about characters that they're not mine as I write. It's nothing that will alter their essence and make them ooc. Just a few quirks, traits and little memories to make them more realistic to me. E.g. giving Prince Hamid allergy to seafood and Rafael Aveiro had long hair until he was five.

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

Oh, I have tons of those 😌

I had a Treasure Hunters AU fic for Kamilah Sayeed x MC that I didn't write because I realized I know very little about Kamilah and nothing about treasure hunts. My only reference was White Collar (a series that I love in which the main character goes on many "treasure hunts", so to speak 😁). I even tried watching Indiana Jones to see if I could get some inspiration, but there are too many scenes with snakes in the movie and I have ophidiophobia... So I closed the Netflix tab and said "yeah, not gonna happen..." 😅

I planned Professional Rivals AU for Miss Parsons x F!OC. Annabelle would be a professional actress and dancer making an audition for the main character of a play and Veronica (F!OC) would audition for the same part, but one of the producers of the play would suggest Veronica to play as the love interest. Lots of wlw cute scenes, some drama (because why not). But I had creative block back then and stopped writing. When I decided to continue that story, it was gone. I had to hard reset my phone a few times last year and I thought I had saved all my wips in one of my cloud storage accounts. I think I deleted it by accident while removing old outlines and first drafts. I kinda want to try again, but I don't know where to start... 🙁

There was a part of the fandom that was crazy about Niles Edison and an anon asked me to write a Niles Edison x MC for 2019 Kinktober. I wasn't crazy about him. Most of the time, I barely remembered he was there. (There's Fabien, Tillie, Rye and Eris in THM! No offense to who likes Niles, why would I care about some random white old dude?). But I was trying to be the "yay! send me fic requests, people!" kind of writer and said yes. That was my biggest mistake as fanfic writer, btw. With time, I realized I was getting overwhelmed trying to answer requests for ships I didn't like in hopes people would read my stories and they still didn't. So I hit the "fuck this shit" button and decided to write just what I know I will have fun writing and reading.

During that same year I was trying to be a people pleaser, I got tons of requests of certain person who kept sending me N*FW sentences prompts that I often found OOC for the characters involved. But since this person is no longer part of Choices fandom, I deleted the outlines I did for those requests and live my life blissfully knowing that person won't pester me with a new request 😁

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

ABO. I tried, but every time something about mating, heat cycles and bestiality came up, it became hard for me to read 😣

The only stories involving werewolves that I liked were Blood Moon IF and Lust Under The Moon (Moments). I didn't read Blood Moon enough to understand its universe (I started reading it in the very beginning. I think it only had four chapters and I read one), but in LUTM mating was a choice, not some Twilight imprinting thing.

Thanks for the ask, dear!

Have a wonderful weekend 😘

[ask me stuff about my writing, people]

#lori answers #lilyoffandoms #fanfic writer emoji ask #ask me stuff people

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lovelahela · 4 years

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i'm gonna prepare my one shots for the choices february challenge in advance because i'm just that type of person

#drake walker #jax matsuo #choices stories you play #kamilah x mc #playchoices #the elementalists #trm #baby bump #bb choices #oh choices #ethan ramsey #bryce lahela #bryce lahela x mc #bryce x mc #bryce x reader #choicesfebruarychallenge

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ernestsinclairs · 5 years

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Jealousy - Adrian x MC Drabble

Adrian x MC (Doriana)

Of course, I’m happy I did now. We can’t have this going on, can we?

“I’m from Columbia you know - the university.”

The man paused, looking for a reaction. He got nothing.

“That - that means I’m smart. That’s what women like. That’s what you like, isn’t it darling?”

Doriana gagged, hiding her distaste with sip of her wine. Adrian had texted just ten minutes ago to say he’d be late. It was ten minutes too much.

“I’m in tech - big tech,” the man hitting on her boasted. “I’m working for the big leagues now. Boeing, Apple, Google, they all want me. But I’m here for something bigger.”

He puffed out his chest haughtily.

“I’m going to be a project manager at Raines Corp. Do meetings with the CEO and everything. Who knows? Maybe I’ll be the next CEO. Then you’ll really want me.”

Doriana choked on her drink, heaving with laughter. The audacity of this man - what was his name? Lance? Dennis?

Dennis - Lance leaned in closer, sliding into the bar stool next to her.

“I can give you the high life,” he smirked, clearly overconfident in his abilities. “A beautiful woman like you shouldn’t want for anything.”

Doriana immediately scooted backwards, feeling behind her for a another chair to sit on. She moved right into a familiar touch.

“Sorry I’m late,” Adrian apologized, smoothly slipping into the seat next to her. “Conference ran long.”

He tilted his head, studying Dennis - Lance, then raising an eyebrow.

“I didn’t know we had a new friend. Who is this?”

Before Doriana could say anything, the man suddenly shot up from his seat, his mouth open in a perfect “o” of surprise. Hurriedly grabbing a rather thin wallet from the bar table, he rushed towards the door, not even bothering to settle the tab.

“You . . . you know each other?” Doriana asked, slightly shocked. Adrian simply shrugged and tossed down a dollar to cover the man’s bill.

“I fired him two hours ago.”

He leaned in to kiss her, pressing his lips briefly against her temple before pulling away.

“Of course, I’m happy I did now. We can’t have this going on, can we?”

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peachesandlesbians · 6 years

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AU! Kamilah Sayeed x Reader (1)(Bloodbound)

A/N: Hey, guys, I thought I might try something a bit different. So these are basically AU’s (Alternate Universe’s), which basically puts characters in an alternate universe, be it magical or not. This is a Kamilah x Reader imagine where they’re simple humans, no vampires or that crazy jazz. I’ll try to get an AU prompt up once a week (at least), and I hope you enjoy!

“The mailman constantly mixes up your home address and mine together and keeps on sending me your letters and packages and I’m sorry I look through them but your life seems very interesting as well as those books on black magic in one of your packages so wanna talk about it over a cup of coffee?” AU. (Credit to @ausforsoulmates for the prompt.)

You sighed as your neighbor’s package was again delivered to your home. This one was medium-sized and thick to the touch, similar to the previous items. A couple of envelopes accompanied the box—though you noted most of her mail was work-related. Some very fancy company stuff, you assumed.

There was a stack of books piled up on a table in your living room, and there were all your neighbor’s—Kamilah, her name was. You had glanced at her packages frequently enough to remember.

A beautiful name.

You opened the box, albeit with little guilt and lots of curiosity. Her life seemed to call to you. She had outlandish things sent to her—a scarab beetle dipped in gold, a vial of red powder were some, and many, many books.

Those books were the things you enjoyed seeing the most. A History of the Ancient Egyptians, Built to Last, non-fiction things like that. The title of the current book in your hand looked like a vampire novel.

Ah, so Ms. Sayeed is a sucker for vampires.

You couldn’t help but grin as this gave you another chance to talk to her. And on cue, the doorbell rang.

You—and you were embarrassed to admit this—dashed to the door, taking a second to glance at the mirror and (attempt to) comb your hair.

Breathe, you reminded yourself.

You opened the door, a smile jumping onto your face when you say your neighbor, Kamilah. She looked as flawless as ever, though the frown dampened her appearance.

“Hello, Y/N.” She nodded. “Have you—”

“Got your packages?” You smiled. “Yes.”

She chuckled and adjusted her necklace.

“Though I hope you don’t mind that I took a look.” You ducked your head down, toeing the ground. “I was just very curious and you seemed so interesting—!”

Kamilah chuckled again. “I don’t mind.” She cocked an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the edges of her lips. “As long as you give it back.”

“Of course, of course!” You reached for the books, but one slipped out of your hands and fell to the floor. It was the vampire novel.

You blushed and you swore Kamilah did too. “Those types of books are ridiculous, and I usually prefer my history books, but when I need some easy reading . . .” She trailed off and cleared her throat, attempting to regain her composure.

You leaned against the doorway, deciding Kamilah was quite pretty when she blushed . . . or was embarrassed. A light red hue covered her cheeks and she glanced away ever so often. (You were pleased you were the cause of her blush.)

“I have read this one”—you tapped the book—“and I gotta say, this exceeded my expectations.”

She smirked. “Your expectations must be low then.”

“Says the one who’s reading trashy romance.”

Kamilah couldn’t help but let a laugh escape her. “My, my, someone’s got quite the mouth on them.”

You hesitated. You were enjoying this conversation, and you wanted to continue it inside. In private. Though, you couldn’t help but assume Kamilah did not.

Screw it.

“Kamilah, would you like to come inside? For coffee and—”

“No need.” She stepped closer, eyeing you intently.

Your heart sank. “O-oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—”

“There’s no need to tempt me, Y/N. Your company is all I need,” Kamilah purred, stepping into your space.

And with that, how could you not ask her to come in?

#excuse you for being nosy #kamilah sayeed x reader #kamilah sayeed #kamilah sayeed x mc #kamilah x mc #choices: bloodbound #bloodbound #bb #choices #playchoices #choices: stories you play #soulmate au prompt

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onegayastronaut · 3 years

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Masterlist 2

Part 2, maybe part 3 coming soon

Imagines:

TVD/Legacies/The Originals

Hope Mikaelson Having A Crush On You Would Include…

Hope Mikaelson Feeding Off You Would Include…

Being a Heretic and Dating Hope Mikaelson Would Include…

Being Hope Mikaelson’s Best Friend and the Saltzman Twins Having a Crush on You Would Include…

Being a New Werewolf and Dating Lizzie Saltzman Would Include….

Being Cupid and Dating Penelope Park Would Include…

Penelope Crush Having a Crush On You Would Include…

Being Penelope’s Friend and Having Her Fall For You Would Include…

Being Caroline’s Heretic Girlfriend and Lizzie Having a Crush on You Would Include…

Sex With Caroline Forbes Would Include…

Being Best Friends With Katherine Pierce Would Include…

Dating Rebekah Mikaelson Would Include…

BDSM Sex With Dom!Freya Mikaelson Would Include…

Arrowverse

Being in Team Arrow and Falling for E2!Laurel Would Include…

Kara and Alex Danvers Both Falling For You Would Include…

Being an Avenger and Dating Sanvers Would Include…

Dating Alex Danvers and Maggie Sawyer Would Include…

Being in the Navy and Dating Alex Danvers Would Include…

Dating Nia Nal Would Include…

Dating Nia Nal and Alex Danvers Would Include…

Being Lena Luthor’s Sister and dating Maggie Sawyer and Alex Danvers Would Include…

Being Lena Luthor’s Sister and dating Alex Danvers Would Include…

Being Lena Luthor’s Sister and dating Maggie Sawyer Would Include…

Being a member of the Legends of Tomorrow and meeting and falling for Nora Darkh Would Include…

Dating Ava Sharpe and Getting Injured Would Include…

Sara Lance Helping You Accept Your Bisexuality Would Include…

Dating Nora West Allen Would Include…

Adopting a Child With Dinah Drake Would Include…

Twilight

Dating Alice Cullen Would Include…

Alice Cullen x wolf!Reader

Being Alice Cullen’s Mate and Getting Hurt Would Include…

Jealous Sex With Rosalie Cullen Would Include…

Rosalie Cullen x Wolf!Reader

Going to Harvard With Rosalie Hale Would Include…

Rosalie Hale Saving Human Reader Would Include…

Being Rosalie Hale’s Adoptive Daughter Would Include…

Being a Werewolf and Dating Rosalie Cullen Would Include…

Esme Cullen Saving You Would Include…

Being Esme Cullen’s Long Lost Daughter Would Include…

Being Adopted By the Cullen Family and Imprinting on Kate Would Include…

Kate Denali x Wolf!Reader

Tanya Denali x wolf!Reader

Being a Werewolf and Imprinting On Tanya Would Include…

Carmen Denali Saving You Would Include…

Dating Bella Swan Would Include…

Being Jacob Black’s Sister and Imprinting On Alice Cullen Would Include…

MCU

Being Bucky Barnes’ Sister and Falling For Peggy Carter Would Include…

Dating Carol Danvers Would Include….

Carol Danvers Realizing You’re Abused Would Include…

Dom!May Parker Being Jealous Would Include…

Dating May Parker Would Include…

Being Okoye’s Sister and Falling For Ramonda Would Include…

DCEU

Teen Wolf

Going From Best Friends to Lovers With Lydia Martin Would Include…

Lydia Martin Having a Crush on You Would Include…

Dating Allison Argent Would Include…

Choices (Game)

Dating Hana Would Include…

Dating Kamilah Sayeed Would Include…

Being in a Secret Relationship With Ina Kingsley Would Include…

Westworld

Dating Dolores Abernathy Would Include…

Other

Being Daenarys Targaryen’s Sister and Ruling Together Would Include…

Meeting Catelyn Stark and Falling In Love Would Include…

Having a Crush on Elizabeth Keene Would Include…

Dating Love Quinn Would Include…

Dating Peach Salinger Would Include…

Dating Jamie Moriarty Would Include…

First Time With Adena El Amin Would Include…

Kat Edison Hearing You Sing For the First Time Would Include…

Dating Rosa Diaz and Getting Shot Would Include…

Rachel Berry Introducing You to Her Mom Would Include…

Fics:

MCU

Lost Light (Wanda Maximoff x Reader)

Moving In (Carol Danvers x Reader)

Glass Castle (Maria Hill x Reader)

The Avengers Meeting (Maria Hill x Reader fic)

Best Laid Plans (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

Worry (Carol Danvers x Kara Danvers x Reader)

NSFW Alphabet List (Hope Van Dyne)

DCEU

A Jealous Goddess (Diana Prince x Reader)

Criminal Minds

Arrowverse

Thorn At My Side (Leslie Willis aka “Livewire” x Reader)

Giving In (Laurel Lance x Reader)

Holiday Present (Laurel Lance x Dinah Drake)

NSFW Alphabet List (Dinah Drake)

Telling the Truth (Dinah Drake x Reader)

Telling the Truth (Part 2)

NSFW Alphabet List (Laurel Lance)

Couch Date (Kara Danvers x Emma Swan)

TVD/The Originals/Legacies

First Kiss (Hope Mikaelson x Reader)

Westworld

A Trip To the Park (Dolores Abernathy x Reader)

Quick, Kiss Me! (Dolores Abernathy x Reader)

NSFW Alphabet List (Dolores Abernathy)

A Trip To the Park (Dolores Abernathy x Reader)

Other

Back To You (Erica Reyes x Reader)

Ten Minutes and Thirty Years (Shirley Crain x Reader)

The Protector (Vinda Rosier x Reader)

A New Beginning (Rosalie Cullen x Reader)

NSFW Alphabet List (Theo Crain)

Buried Emotions (Nell Crain x Theo Crain x Reader)

Old Friends (Chuck Bartowski x Reader)

#masterlist post

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samanthadalton · 3 years

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Hello, first of all, I wanted to say I love your writing a lot, and I consider you a very talented person so I'd like to ask you something: Can you write a one-shot about Kamilah mourning MC, before she finds her in the park? I kinda want some a lot of angst hehehe 🙏🏻🙏🏻

thank you so much 🥺🥺🥺 i think you’re incredibly talented as well and thank you so much for this idea, i just had to write it, i hope you enjoy it

Gone

parings: Kamilah x Amy

mentions of death and blood reader discreation is advised

tag list: @alexlabhont @cloud9in @alleycat97 @kamilah-the-bloodqueen @thedaft1 @mrs-avamontjoy @justavampirefan @waterinathermostat @bloodkueen @sparklesoverlooked @thepotatobleh (i added people from the slowly falling tag list, hope you guys enjoy 💙)

Pain. That’s all she felt. That’s all she carried. She walks through the battered streets of New York, so engrossed in her own thoughts that the malodorous odour of dried blood and smoke couldn’t distract her from all the anguish of recent events. Usually she was so composed, so poised, but for the first time in centuries, she was anything but. She drags her feet along the street, as if she was physically carrying the pain of Amy’s dea- of Amy. Never in her life had she felt so useless, so powerless. But she recollects the way her hand uselessly hovered over the sword impaled in Amy’s chest, how the blood oozed out her body, how she held her dying body in her arms, watching as the light disappeared from her eyes, remembering the exact moment her body went limp in her arms.

She doesn’t remember what exactly happened afterwards, everything’s too much of a blur. She remembers screaming, she remembers letting the dam of 2000 years worth of tears break through and she remembers baring her fangs and biting down into Amy’s neck, despite the protests from Adrian and Jax. But she didn’t care. All she knew is that she needed Amy more than she ever needed anyone in her life ever. Once she saw the bite mark in Amy’s neck, her rationality began taking over and subconsciously her feet were already directing her towards the basement of the museum. Amy needed to be put somewhere dark, she had more of a fighting chance if she was placed somewhere desolated. She refused to move from her side, wanting to be the first thing Amy saw when she wakes up. She sat there and let the tears fall as Adrian, Lily and Jax began cleaning up the mess Gaius had left behind.

Kamilah was never religious, but she spent every minute waiting praying to anyone who was willing to listen, anyone who had the power to save her to help the woman she loves. It had been 8 hours and it was total silence from inside the coffin Kamilah had left Amy in, and no matter how much she wanted to deny it, it was irrefutable, Amy was dead. Kamilah held back her choked sobs as the rest of the group began mourning the girl, the girl who had saved them, the girl who was the glue of the group and brought them together in the first place. Kamilah agreed to prepare Amy’s body for the funeral but Lily knew the older vampire was already beginning to pull herself away, she could feel the icy layers that Amy had so easily broken up being built up again as Kamilah wordlessly placed the finishing touches of Amy’s makeup. Kamilah stared at her lover, her usual lively, bubbly persona now looked so barren, so cold, so… dead.

If Kamilah wasn’t so over wracked with grief, she would laugh at the irony of Gaius taking the one thing she loves the most, as Amy takes away the thing she hated the most.

But now she was back to being alone. After 2000 years she would’ve thought she would be used to solitude, but now it felt like she was drowning in it. Yet she couldn’t bear to face Adrian or anyone else, burying Amy had been hard enough, especially after she choked mid speech and couldn’t find the strength to carry on. She only hoped that Amy couldn’t see how lost she was without her. Just a couple of days ago, she and Amy were getting ready to build a future together, one where Kamilah would be free from the shackles that was Gaius’s control and be in control of her own destiny for once. But alas, loss and pain was a sentiment Kamilah had to feel all over again. Why did it have to be her? Why couldn’t it be me?

2000 years and she felt like she had reached the breaking point. She never had fallen for someone so quickly, had loved someone so intensely, had… mourned someone so deeply. Out of all people, it was a mortal that broke her icy walls, a simple human. The irony she thought, as she mindlessly walks along the broken streets of New York, she remembers the first time she saw Amy, the naive look on her face as they held eye contact for the first time. Kamilah remembers how she felt almost electric as their eyes met, charged off the wordless interaction, something she was definitely unfamiliar with. But it was that very same nativity, the optimism Amy had, that made Kamilah feel something she hadn’t felt in a very long time, hope. But that feeling was now long gone, a light that had gone out the very same moment it had left Amy’s eyes. It was a euphoric ephemeral feeling that Kamilah let slip away from her, wait. That smell. Why was it so familiar? And for the first time since Amy’s death, Kamilah could feel hope brimming in her chest.

She followed the scent, her eyes only seeing the destruction Gaius had caused on the city for the first time. She walks past her damaged roads, her mind purely fixated on the similar scent but when she hears a series of screams coming from ahead she follows the sound. The next thing she knows, she’s standing in the park, watching a bleeding woman with fear written all over her face as she crawls away from her attacker, and when Kamilah looks up at the assailant, all the hurt and pain disintegrates, “Amy.”

#playchoices #choices pixelberry #bloodbound #kamilah sayeed #kamilah x mc #bloodbound kamilah #choices bloodbound #hope you enjoy reading this :)))

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gaegalsyd · 3 years

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Masterlist

nothing to do with my time so I made this as if I write a lot lol

Bloodbound (Kamilah x MC)

Words of the Night- Night has once more approached and there’s no one else that Amy would wish to spend it with than Kamilah.

We’re the only one’s dancing- Amy and Lily went out to drink, and they inevitably needed the assistance of Kamilah.

See Through Me- basically it's chaotic Lily, with lovesick Kamilah, then clueless Amy

Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children (Alma Peregrine x Reader)

Tracing footsteps in the wind reading list

Only For You

Dawn has come within our cradle

One Cupid's Arrow Away From Forever Part 1 Part 2

What Once Was A Dream

MCU fics

Felt like the end (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

Let's Call It Good Karma (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

#fanfic

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raleighcarreras · 2 years

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if i die young

Part 1: bury me in satin, part 2 , part 3 , part 4

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Black!fem!reader, Yelena Belova x female original character

Rating: M

Wrd Cnt: 2.4k+

Summary: You had heard the story countless times. In fact, the odds didn't seem all that impossible. One day, you're minding your business, the next, you're swinging through the city, after a spider bit you right on the face. Being a hero was pretty rewarding until the Black Widow is sent to stop you at every opportunity. You just wished you knew why she cared so damn much.

Warnings: canon typical violence, post nwh and MoM but no one is dead except tony, reader lives up to the spider-fam in the quips department, Natasha has feelings but boy is she trying not to, eventual smut, angst (but tasteful)

Notes: probably about 5 parts don't plan on it being long. please reblog and comment. The intro song is Trust by Neon Trees. Also of course 18+ only, minors and ageless blogs dni, I do not authorize anyone to use my work in any shape or form without express permission.

"That's the thing about trust"

One of your favorite pastimes was watching the New York City sunrise. It always had been. One of those things your parents would gently shake you awake for, hand you a toaster waffle or donut, then drag you onto the fire escape.

That had been good then, but this was great now. Now, you had the best seat in the house. The very top of the Bank of America Tower.

You're not entirely sure why you chose this particular building, it was no where near your apartment and it took forever to get back down to street level, but you chose it and it was yours now.

You hadn't been able to figure out how to program your web shooters to...well... shoot web at nearly that great a distance yet, so instead, you had to crawl up the side of the building for most of your journey.

The first time you scaled the building, you had been surprised the spot wasn't already taken. You knew there were at least two other "spider-people" in NYC and you figured this would have been prime real estate.

As you perched atop the building you grabbed your notebook and began sketching. You were getting tired of the ole black jumpsuit and mask you had been wearing. It was becoming tattered anyway. It was high time you looked like those other dweebs in tights. Maybe then, people would finally start taking you seriously.

You don't even get three strokes of your pencil in before the low buzzing in the base of your skull starts and it's time for you to step into action. Or rather, step off the building.

As you plummet toward the rapidly approaching asphalt in search of imminent danger, you can't help but think about how you got yourself into this mess.

Six months earlier

"Do you think I can get an interview with Pepper Potts?" Your bestfriend, Kamilah, asked you with an excited squeal.

"A job interview? With her personally? Hell no. But I'm sure the hiring department would be happy to see you."

You had been working at Stark Industries for almost two years. You weren't anyone super important but your job was nothing to sniff at either.

"You're the assistant head of tech. What do you know?" Kamilah huffed and crossed her arms.

You rolled your eyes, "What do you need a job interview for anyway? I thought you liked your New York Times gig."

Kamilah scoffed as you used your ID Badge to enter another room. Your office, for some reason, was just beyond the new branch of insect research Pepper had wanted to invest in. Finding out why was way above your pay grade.

"I do but you have to secure the bag somehow. You never know, maybe I just so happen to interview with Pepper, I strategically drop my pen, bend over to get it, then boom I'm the sexy, young house wife of a MILF and a stepmom."

You had half a mind to close the door in Kamilah's face. But unfortunately, your morals won out.

"Would it kill you to be normal? I'm already pulling every string known to man to get you this article interview with my boss. I'd have to get on my knees and tie my hair up to get you an interview with his boss!"

Kamilah bit the inside of her cheek, "You could use the action. It's gotta be like the Sahara down there."

You could only glare at her as you knocked on your boss' door. He opened it with a perpetually happy flourish and shook your companion's hand. Not that she deserved it.

"Kamilah Walter, for the NYT interview, I presume?"

Kamilah smiled that charming smile that you only saw when she wanted something, "One and the same. Thank you for your time, Mr. Foreman."

"Ah, call me Chase. Mr. Foreman is me but for people I don't like." He led the two of you away from his office and back toward the research area.

You tried not to visibly grimace at all the bugs on display. Chase must have noticed your look of confusion, he gestured into the room with a proud smile.

"This is what we requested the interview for. We plan to make this an off shoot of the tech department."

Kamilah looked at you, you only shrugged in return. You had known nothing about this.

"Top secret kind of thing, I'm sorry. Until today of course. We've been studying how to generate electricity with insects. Sort of like how the human brain does. We've actually powered this section of the building for an entire week without anyone noticing." He giggled like an excited schoolboy.

You gestured to a glass case illuminated with blue and yellow LEDs, you weren't stupid enough to walk up to it, but in the end that wouldn't matter, "I thought spiders weren't insects."

"They're not. They're arachnids, different thing, but they serve the same purpose in this case. They've all been enhanced in some way. Radiation, extreme climate, shockwaves. That's where the research part comes in. Trying to see what works best. The different colored LEDs designate treatment. Green is radiation. Red is extreme heat. Blue is extreme cold. And blue and yellow is electric shockwaves generated by the tech they're helping to power. A recycler's dream. Probably less than ethical, but Hell, what isn't nowadays."

You watched as Kamilah furiously typed everything your boss was saying in her notes app. She was probably recording too. You made sure to leave them to their devices and went back to your own office.

You never felt the bite. You never felt anything crawling around on you. You didn't even see any evidence of anything happening to you at all until three entire days later.

It started with a headache and a gnarly bug bite on your forehead. It ended with you sticking to the goddamn wall. And somewhere in the middle there you had charged your laptop by just touching it.

You were buzzing. You were buzzing. Like a damn electrical wire you were buzzing!

You didn't tell Chase. You didn't tell anyone but Kamilah. If only because someone had to tell your parents and siblings what happened just in case you fucking died.

Your senses were enhanced.

Kamilah had promptly fainted when you showed her you could stand on the ceiling. You had moved quickly to catch her and place her on your bed. She weighed about as much as a carton of eggs and you ripped up some drywall on your way down.

The only thing that kept you from freaking out too much was the fact that you had heard of this happening before. Twice before actually. The first guy it happened to...you could have sworn you knew his name once upon a time. Perry...Perez...? Ah it didn't matter. The second one, he was newer. You only knew of him what you saw on the news. He often wore a jacket over his suit, and he had a really nice pair of Air Jordans.

Nevertheless, you were not alone, and even though you had no intention of following up on it any time soon, it seemed there was only one logical conclusion.

Present

You don't think you'll ever get used to the feeling of swinging.

It was against your body's very nature. The physics alone would theoretically rip your arm right off your body.

But as of six months ago, psychics didn't really apply to you.

It took you forever to figure out how to locate a threat as a result of the low buzzing in your skull. But even now, when you're 125% sure you're swinging as fast as you possibly can in the right direction, the buzzing isn't letting up and the screams. Oh god, the screams you hadn't heard until now, they just keep getting louder and more blood curdling.

The smell of smoke is what hits you next, but you're still what has to be at least six miles out. The sirens come next and you're doing everything in your power to keep up.

Your brain, even before the bite, worked like a computer. Always going, always knowing. But despite its constant going, you were currently lacking any sort of knowledge.

What would you do when you got there? How would you know who to help? Would they even let you?

There was no way you'd be the only savior on sight. You were in New York for crying out loud. Maybe, it would be best for everyone if you just stayed off to the side and observed until you were absolutely needed. You had only been on the job for six months, your benefits hadn't even kicked in yet.

As you arrived on the scene, that was exactly what you did. Perching on a fire escape and taking note of the chaos.

The first thing you decipher is fire. A big one to be precise. Your computer powers or maybe just electricity powers (six months and you still hadn't exactly figured that out because what the hell did computer powers even mean) weren't needed to figure that one out.

There's some choice Avengers already on the scene. Mainly the ones with limited powersets. Maybe the Avengers had rankings like the military.

There's a Hawkeye. The girl one. The Winter Soldier, whom you could have sworn was in jail. Lastly, you're not the only spider-related person as there are two Black Widows. A redhead and a blonde. The latter of whom you're pretty sure who life you just saved as you sent an electromagnetic pulse through the ground. Sending her opponent (some kind of half man half robot thing) sprawling.

The redhead looks up in your direction with a glare and you stop in your tracks. You feel like you've been caught with your hand in the cookie jar, and you have the overwhelming urge to run. Contrastingly, you can't look away.

Like any normal human, you mask your uncomfortableness with humor. So, you point down to the woman in black with a teasing smile that she definitely can't see.

"I'm honored that you feel the need to clock me as a threat, but you're about to get clocked in the jaw by a robot arm."

Ah maybe you skipped funny and went straight to annoying.

She dodged the aforementioned punch at the last second, but you didn't bother to stick around and wait for a 'thank you'. You hadn't been much help anyway.

~•~

The feeling that you're being followed comes in spurts in the following days.

Always when you're out patrolling the streets for would be muggings and never when you're alone and vulnerable in your apartment.

You have a sneaking suspicion you know exactly who is on your tail. You weren't surprised, not really. You had been joking when you suggested that she was clocking you as a threat, but you had a feeling The Avengers kept tabs on everyone and everything with enhancements that they could.

"You can sneak out of the shadows all international super spy-like whenever you're ready. I'll just be here, sitting on the edge of this building all alone."

You weren't scared of Natasha Romanoff (yeah you had done some research). The buzzing in the base of your skull would have gone off if you thought she was going to snipe you.

You weren't scared of Natasha Romanoff, but you sure were intimidated. Even when she slinked out of the shadows a little less than all international super spy-like.

You could hear her combat boots crunch against the rooftop with clarity. You were glad she was behind you, lest she see you cower under her gaze like you had the other day.

"You're losing your touch there. Are your targets supposed to know that you're trailing them?"

"Only when I allow them to." Her voice, rough with staying silent so long, wormed it's way into your brain. You were overwhelmed again.

You patted the slab over wall next to you, inviting her to sit down. She didn't and you laughed, "So? What do you want? I'm not trying to cause trouble, I just want to help."

And that was true. You just wanted to help. Sure, you didn't have the tragic backstory or the training, but you had the power and it would be unfair to everyone if you kept it to yourself.

"You're causing trouble by trying to help."

With that you turned to her with a deep frown. Your breath did well not to catch in your throat. She wasn't wearing her suit, no, you probably weren't important enough for that, instead she was wearing dark jeans and a matching leather jacket, a band tee underneath. As if she had more important tasks and had remembered she needed to bother you at the very last second.

But that was beside the point. The point was: she had no right to say that to you! You hadn't made any extra trouble by helping. You had even saved her colleague from getting dented by that cyborg thing. Instead, you had severely dented it. Hell, you did the same for her.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Your irritation crept into your voice and she clearly found it amusing.

"It means stay out of it. We don't need any other liabilities."

You weren't a liability. You could hold your own. Sure, you had been a little frightened. And all that screaming had definitely scarred you for life, but you could do this. You knew you could. You had no choice but to be able to do this.

"Then just don't worry about me. I can hold my own."

"It doesn't work like that."

"Why not? You're a damn spy, Romanoff. You should know better than anyone that it can work like that. You just won't let it. Do the Avengers have some sort of monopoly over the hero business?" If she's surprised you know her name she doesn't show it. You're a tad disappointed in that and you're not sure why because you only found out from a quick Google search.

"You're a stubborn one, aren't you? Look, it's clear you don't know what you're doing," She gestured to your suit, or rather, lack thereof, "So, go home. And stay out of it. No need to potentially get yourself killed over this."

Why can she do it, but you can't?

#natasha romanoff fics #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x fem!reader #natasha romanoff x black!reader #natasha romanov #natasha romanov x reader #marvel fanfiction #black widow #jessicas fanfic #if i die young fic #natasha romanoff smut

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stanathanxoox · 4 years

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Choices November Challenge - Day 9

gif is mine

Thanks to the amazing @choicesnovemberchallenge for the prompts

Day 9: Woman – Kamilah Sayeed x MC

You sat alone, unsure of what to do at this moment. Your heart was pounding, head spinning as you try and take a couple of deep breaths. And that's when you feel it, a hand gently resting on top of yours. You look up and give her a sad smile

“Is everything alright Y/N?” she asks and you shake your head, biting the inside of your lip, she raises an eyebrow at you before she relaxes into the seat. After a moment you lean into her side, resting your head on her shoulder, and she flinches for a second before she relaxes again. Her hand never leaves yours and you can't help the small smile that begins to spread across your cheek. This woman truly was your saving grace when you needed an anchor.

“Y/N, whatever is torturing you so, know that I will be by your side through all of this and whenever you're ready to talk I'm here to be a listening ear” she says and you nod, knowing she will be, knowing she means every word she says. She always is a woman of her word.

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Tag List for Pixelberry fics: @cordoniaqueensworld, @aworldoffandoms

#choices november challenge #playchoices #pixelberry #pixelberry blood bound #blood bound #blood bound fic #blood bound imagine #blood bound x reader #blood bound reader insert #Kamilah Sayeed #kamilah sayeed imagine #kamilah sayeed x reader

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samgtt700 · 3 years

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The Will of Time

Chapter Nine

Previous chapter: Chapter Eight

Kamilah x MC

A/N: sorry for the wait again but it’s my decision to split the finale into two that makes it work for me and for my readers. Hope you enjoy and working on finale now! Stay tuned! Hope you enjoy.

Alice glanced at Lysimachus, entering his human mind with ease. Her voice echoing in his mind as he stepped back and then glanced at her, curtly nodding to him. ‘Listen to me. Time is short and you must do as I say. You must get to the others and offer your blood. I know your still weak and not ready to do such a thing but it’s the only way we all walk out of here.’

‘I will. I know the costs. I’ve lost too many friends to war.’ Lysimachus answered in his head. Nodding to her.

Alice charged, using a physic blast to knock Gaius and Cleopatra out of her way as she went after Dorian. Kamilah taking out the Royal guards near her, distracting them for Lysimachus sake. Slicing her way pass two before rolling over the third and snapping his neck. Making easy work of them compared to the past times she had sparred with them.

Lysimachus sprinting across, dropping his shoulder into the Dorians follower guarding the group, knocking him into the wall behind him, lysimachus quickly stepping on his throat and twisting his leg to break his neck. Fighting two more guards, his experience in war no match for dorians weaker followers as he sliced their backs before decapitating his enemies. Their heads rolling towards Lily.

‘And I thought Kamilah was good at removing heads in style.’ She chuckled, finding the humour in the most bizarre of situations like usual. Lysimachus staring at her in confusion. ‘Hey. Get me out will you.’ She held her hands up and Lysimachus cut her bindings. ‘Thank god. I only agree when there is a hot girl involved.’

‘Not the time Lily.’ Serafine was released from her bindings, helping Cal out of his. ‘We need to cut down their numbers and isolate Gaius, Cleopatra and Dorian.’

‘Alice is isolating them.’ Lily saw Alice fighting all three with precision, having no issue holding the three of them at bay with her experience. ‘We all know what to do.’

Lysimachus knelt and offered his wrist to Adrian who nodded before sinking his teeth into him, feeding off him before breaking free of his shackles. He charged at Gaius and threw him into a nearby pillar. Serafine feeding off nearby guard with lily. Regaining their strength and rejoining the battle. Katherine escaping her binds, and sprinting across to Alex, cupping his cheek as she saw his injuries. ‘Your not joining the fighting, your in no shape.’

‘I must, they need me.’ Alex insisted. Getting to his feet weakly before falling forward into Katherines arms. ‘I have to prevent Kamilah.’

‘Prevent?’

‘My step mother warned me that time could break if I failed to stop her when it mattered.’

Katherine pulled him out the way, insisting. ‘We’ll be safe here.’

Alex saw Nik pass him, aiming up Cleopatra and firing, a bolt going through her hand as she went to stab Kamilah in the back who was fighting one of Dorian’s sorcerers. ‘Not today.’

Kamilah cut the throat of the sorcerer before driving a dagger for cleopatras chest. ‘I trusted you and you betrayed my family.’ She was surprised how quick Cleopatra moved for a new vampire.

Alice ducked underneath a fire ball Dorian launched, weaving around his guards as they attacked her, focusing on her. She was shot in the back as she cut down the last one, falling to her knees, reaching behind her and ripping it out before seeing how tired and quickly launching it back and taking him out. ‘You and me. Let us end this.’

‘I’m never alone.’ Dorian smirked, Alice watching as Gaius impaled Adrian and subdued Serafine and Lily. Leaving Kamilah and her as the only vampires standing. Cal taking down the last royal guard before Gaius launched himself at the werewolf, Cal throwing him off before collapsing when she saw how bloody his fur was and Gaius’s Roman blade covered in blood and fur.

Kamilah was pushed back by Cleopatra and Gaius to be beside Alice. Lysimachus being forced back by Katherine to hide as Nik was shot in the back by guards.

Dorian, Gaius and Cleopatra charged, Alice and Kamilah fighting back to back, stopping their strikes, Alice feeling Dorian’s anger as he tried to enter her mind again but she threw it back at him, getting into his head and messing with him enough to distract him and she grabbed Kamilah’s dagger from her back pocket and stabbed him with force. Slamming him into the pillar across the room. Gaius heistating as Kamilah sliced all the way up his arm, Alice seeing Cleopatra taking advantage of Kamilah stretched out in her attack and Kamilah was sprayed in blood.

‘No!’ Kamilah dropped her daggers and caught Alice, impaled by a fire spear. Alice gritted her teeth as she pulled it out, her body not healing.

Dorian pounced, stabbing Alice with a stake. Kamilah screaming, Alice’s body vanishing before her very eyes. A rage filling Kamilah, Serafine feeling it as she managed to get to her feet. ‘No Kamilah!’ But it fell on deaf ears as Kamilah lost it, stabbing Cleopatra through the skull, her head exploding as Kamilah used force to kill her cousin. Her body turning to ash, Gaius barely dodging Kamilah daggers before he felt a dagger in in the back, Kamilah suddenly behind him and she ripped a dagger up his spine, taking his ability to walk as he fell to the ground.

Kamilah spinning her daggers in her hand, scowling and fangs ready to rip through her enemy. ‘You took everything!’

Dorian opened his hand and the fire spear landed in his hand. ‘Now you know how it feels. To lose everythingl!’ Dorian charged, Kamilah weaving around his swings with speed and striking with precision, hitting all his weak spots, stabbing him over a dozen times before stabbing him in the kneecap, taking his ability to stand on his right leg. Dorian still fighting a hopeless fight. Kamilah sneering before grabbing his spear and snapping it in half, her hand wrapping around his throat. His hands wrapping around her wrist, trying to break it to prevent her squeezing. Fighting with everything he had in him to stop her.

‘Kamilah!’ Adrian tried to stop her but Kamilah grabbed his throat and tossed him aside.

Kamilah snapped his neck, and ripped out his spine. Tossing it aside like a rag as dorians corpse hit the ground, bleeding heavily. She stepped back and took a few deep breaths. Hearing Gaius groan, trying to get up as his body healed. She knelt and picked up Gaius Roman blade, letting the tip drag along the ground. Gaius crawling to escape as kamilah impaled him with his own blade. ‘You’ve made me suffer at every turn.’ Kamilah knelt in his view, moving the bale and hearing Gaius scream. Letting him suffer.

Adrian tackled Kamilah again, ‘enough. This isn’t you!’ He pinned her in a complex hold, trying to hold for as long as his strength to hold the ancient vampire. ‘Stay down Gaius.’

Gaius couldn’t reach the blade, stuck where he was. Unable to escape, at the mercy of his enemies. ‘Your all vampires. I can feel my blood through your veins.’

Serafine felt Alice’s presence as Kamilah mangled Adrians arm to escape, seeing more of Dorians followers approach her. And she let them suffer before their death, prolonging their pain and suffering as she tore them apart. Adrian watching as the darkness overtook Kamilah.

Lysimachus dropped his sword, stepping through Kamilah’s carnage, not knowing if he could stop his sister but never realising she was capable of this. Learning a new side to her, realising how different this version of Kamilah was, how harden and cold she was. Like light had turned to darkness, the flame ignited was no longer pure. He stopped and glanced at the human version of his sister, ‘forgive me.’ He whispered before passing Adrian and serafine who tried to stop him. ‘No. I can stop her.’ He insisted, brushing them off and stepping over the bodies, finally reaching his sister who slit the throat of a follower. ‘Kamilah. Stop this madness, before it’s too late. You can come back from this. This isn’t who you are.’ He pressed his hand to her shoulder, hoping he could get through to her.

‘No!’

Lysimachus watched helplessly as his sister’s red eyes and fangs scowled at him, snapping his hand before plunging her dagger deep in his chest. Kamilah not registering it was her brother, as she shoved him away.

Serafine and Adrian both leapt forward, pulling Lysimachus back before she could harm him more. She pulled out his dagger and applied pressure to his chest with some curtain. ‘You’ll be ok.’ Serafine could feel where his wound was and knew his time was short without help. But feeling helpless to stop Kamilah as she raced upstairs to continue fighting anyone who opposed her. ‘She’ll slaughter everyone if we don’t stake her.’

‘I can’t.’ Adrian felt helpless. He didn’t think Kamilah would ever turn into a monster. ‘I can’t do it.’

‘We must. And you have to do it.’ Serafine pleaded. ‘Your the only one who could get close enough.’

‘She’s my sister.’ Adrian couldn’t do it, he always saw the good in everyone. Even in their darkest moments.

‘If you don’t. Everyone will die.’ Nik walked over. ‘She’s no longer herself. Alice’s death removed the last of her humanity.’

‘She’s no longer human?’ Lily asked. ‘Because the last time I checked. She wasn’t an alien.’

‘Not the time Lily.’ Adrian scowled. Turning back to Serafine and holding out his hand. ‘I’ll try to stop her without killing her, last resort.’ Serafine handed him the stake.

‘There is no coming back from his without a miracle Adrian. We’ve seen it a thousand times and we always have to make the hard choices.’ Serafine didn’t want to kill one of her dearest friend’s either but there needed to be a decision, and she doubted Kamilah could come back from it.

‘I know. I just-’

‘You never imagined it would be Kamilah we’d have to face.’

‘Yeah…’ Adrian resigned himself into the toughest decision of his life. Unable to stop what needed to be done now. ‘I’m sorry Lysimachus.’

‘I’ll go with you.’

‘No. This is something I have to do alone.’ Adrian loosened his tie, glancing at Gaius. ‘Make sure he doesn’t follow.’ Adrian made his way upstairs, following the blood trail. Stepping over the bodies, before finally coming face to face with Kamilah. Facing down his oldest and most dearest friend, drawing the stake when he saw the slaughtering of guards and servants alike.

‘They served my enemy.’

‘Kamilah. You killed innocent people.’ Adrian answered. His hand tightening around the stake before preparing himself for the toughest battle of his life. ‘You know we don’t stand for that. You don’t stand for that. We protect them.’

‘Cleopatra took everything from me.’ Kamilah glared. “Gaius took everything from me. Dorian took everything from me.’

‘Your family-’

‘They took Alice!’ Kamilah scowled.

‘You have me. You’ll always have me. Don’t make me do this Kamilah. Please.’

Alex pushed to his feet, pushing off Katherine despite her protests. Approaching Dorian’s broken spear and picking up the pieces, binding it with his magic and holding it up. Channeling his magic through it and feeling Alice’s presence before smirking. ‘She’s alive.’

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Alice landed in a river, groaning as she pulled herself ashore. Her body broken and battered. Rolling onto her back and looking up at the night sky, the stars seemed peaceful but the smell of smoke and death told her a different story. Seeing the royal palace across the river Nile. Hearing screams and feeling pain. Holding her side as she stood, feeling blood soak her hand, picking up her sword with her free hand and stumbling forward. Struggling with injury and her body not healing at the pace she needed it too. ‘Come on. They need my help.’ She fell to her knees before forcing herself back up. Taking a deep breath and feeling how many ribs were broken in the fall.

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