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I’m so lucky
Summary: The reader comes back to the compound to find an angry Klaus waiting for her.
(The reader is 18+ and uses she/her pronouns. The ethnicity/race is preferably black.)
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Bloody 2 in the morning, Klaus mentally grumbled, as he continued to read from his book on the couch. Or at least, he tried to read from his book. His mind was racing with different thoughts of what you could be doing, and none of them were comforting in the slightest. "Who does she think she is," he muttered to himself, turning a page.
"Well, I think she's a woman, not a child." 
He didn't have to look up from his book to know that the statement came from Elijah and that his brother more than likely had an amused grin upon his face as he entered the room. "Has she not returned yet?" He asked, sitting down on the couch across from Klaus, amused at his brother's annoyance.
"No, she hasn't. Not one call or text." He tried to keep his annoyance out of his voice as he turned a page, not registering any of the words on it.
"She has to put up with this family and you, Niklaus. She deserves a night out."
"A night out ends when night ends," Klaus responded, giving up on reading his book and slamming it shut. "It is past midnight and now morning. She should be home."
Grinning, Elijah tried to not chuckle at his brother's frustration, but couldn't help letting a bit of it slip out which quickly caught the angry hybrid's attention.
"You find the worry for my love funny, Elijah," His voice began to rise as he watched the grin on Elijah's face grow.
"What I find funny, brother, is you forget that (Y/N) is a woman, not a child, who doesn't need your permission or approval on how late she returns. She can take care of herself."
"Always the feminist, Elijah," Klaus remarked, rolling his eyes. He took out his phone for the ninth time that night and checked the time again. Only 2:20. I'll leave and find her when its 2:30.
Even though Elijah was annoying him with his amusement, he knew that his older brother was right. At the beginning of your relationship, you made him agree that he wouldn't try to control you or become overprotective of you and let you have your freedom and at the time, he completely agreed, but he didn't think that that freedom involved you hanging out with your friends all night, leaving him worried. Each second that passed, he began to get more and more paranoid that something bad had happened to you.
"Let her enjoy a night out away from your scheming. She deserves it."
Yes, she does, Klaus mentally agreed, sighing.
"Yes. I admit she-"
The sound of a distant giggle stopped him and he quickly stood up from the couch and left the room to see you entering the compound, drunk and barefoot, holding the heels you were wearing earlier in your hand.
You were tiptoeing, letting out little giggles as you tried to be quiet. Your appearance was not that different from when you left, but Klaus could still spot a light sheen of sweat on your skin from all the dancing you did. Even though Klaus was ecstatic to see you again and to see you completely fine, he couldn't help but let his anger get the best of him as he made his way to you.
"Do you know what time it is," Klaus asked, his footsteps hurrying over to you with an angry frown upon his face.
Anyone else, when seeing that look on him, would have instantly become scared and begun cowering and apologizing, but not you. Even in your drunken state, you knew that Klaus would never hurt you and because of the alcohol still in your system, the only response you gave to his angry question was another giggle.
"You had me worried me sick," he continued, taking your heels out of your hand and placing his hand in yours. "Let's go to bed." He began pulling you in the direction of the stairs, but you quickly pulled your hand from his and hurried off to the kitchen.
"(Y/N)," he groaned, speeding after you and stopping in front of you before you could fully enter the kitchen.
"I'm hungry," you whined drunkenly. "I want a sandwich."
"You'll get your sandwich when you go to bed," he told you, ignoring the pout that grew onto your face at his words. He turned you around and gently nudged you to leave. "Go on."
Groaning, you took slow, sad steps towards the stairs, looking over your shoulder still pouting, giving him the best puppy dog eyes that you could make in your state.
"Love, go on," Klaus urged, trying to not to smile and give in to your pouting.
"I'm going," You said angrily, quickening your steps.
You didn't know it, but the look in Klaus' eyes as he watched you drunkenly walked barefoot to the room screamed nothing but love.
"I take it she had fun," the voice of his brother made him turn his eyes away from you (something he absolutely hated) and turned them on Elijah who looked at him, still amused.
"Yes, she did," Klaus sighed before turning around and entering the kitchen, placing your heels on the edge of the counter.
"What're you doing," Elijah asked, following him and taking a seat at the counter.
"Making the silly, drunk girl a sandwich."
His answer made Elijah smile even wider as he watched Klaus begin to pull out slices of bread and bologna and other things. Finally Niklaus has found his true love.
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“Oh,” you groaned, opening your eyes and lifting your head. It was pounding terribly and you felt that your eyes were sore and heavy, even after waking up from sleep. Sitting up, you pushed the cover off your body, about to stand up, when you had to stop yourself, feeling an unpleasant rumbling in your stomach. 
Shit, you thought, placing a hand on your stomach. Another rumble made you get up from the bed, and run to the bathroom, quickly lifting the lid, and emptying your stomach of all contents from last night. 
You were too busy vomiting that you didn’t hear Klaus enter the bathroom. The sudden feeling of fingers in your hair and lifting it from your face made you look up to see your hybrid lover looking down at you with concern.
“You alright, love,” he asked. 
Seeing you nod, he grabbed some toilet tissue and wiped your face clean of any left over vomit, then flushed it. Gently holding your arm, he lifted you from the floor and walked you back to the bed, where he placed you on the bed. Before you could do it, he pulled the covers up and around you and you found that your sore eyes were beginning to feel heavy.
“Take this love,” he told you and you opened your eyes to see him holding a pill in one hand and a glass of water in another. 
“What is it?”
“For your head.”
You picked it up and placed it in your mouth and drank the water, swallowing it with a wince as your throat now felt sore. 
“If you’re hungry, your sandwich is right there,” he told you pointing to beside you, and you looked over and saw sitting on the bedside table was the sandwich your drunkenly requested last night. 
I must’ve fell asleep, ‘fore I could eat it. Klaus lightly placed his hand onto your forehead, getting your attention and making you turn back to him.
“If you need me, I’ll be painting in the other room. Just say my name and I’ll come.”
With a kiss on your forehead and another look of love at you, he left your side and exited the room, leaving the door open to hear you.
Feeling your eyes get heavier and heavier, you began to slowly drift into sleep and as you did, you couldn’t control the smile that spread across your face as you thought of your boyfriend. Fuck, I’m so lucky.
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lfzyxf · 2 years
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Little witch part 2
The originals x reader
Word count: 1300
Part 1
Masterlist
"What are you talking about?” You squint your eyes. “A witch, like a person who can do actual magic?" Klaus sighs, his hands moving as he speaks. "Yes, you're a witch; a person who can do magic."
You lean back against the chair, there's nothing that made you wonder if you had magic. "How do you know?" you ask him. "A witch that powerful? someone's bound to notice my dear” he answers, a smirk forming on his lips.
You look up at his words, "powerful?" He smiles at your confused face "There are a few powerful witches’ bloodlines, your friend Bonnie belongs to one of them"
"Bonnie is a witch?" the vampire nods before continuing "your bloodline originated in Norway, the place my family was born. My mother was close friends with one of your ancestors, an incredible witch."
Klaus bends down, his finger tapping your nose "Because of that I need your help." You flinch away from him, looking at him incredulously “is that why you took me? You could’ve just asked.”
“Your friends won’t appreciate you helping me, they are the ones who got me in this mess in the first place” he explains. Smiling lightly, you ask “How about you untie me first and explain what happened?”
Klaus stares at you, seemingly trying to figure you out. A few moments pass before he sighs “fine” and begins to untie you. Slowly you bring your wrists to the front rubbing them carefully as you wait for him to explain.
He holds his hand out to you, reminding you of when you first met at the ball. How differently he appeared to you then versus now.
You let him pull you up, leading you to a spacious room. A sofa and a fireplace occupy most of the space. The man sits you at the couch before joining you, “My mother has recently returned to the land of the living.”
“She used a spell to bind me and my siblings together with the help of Elena Gilbert.” You stare at the fire as you think, his words sinking in. “Why did your mother bind you all together? What does she gain from doing so?”
“So, she can kill us.”
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“What?” you squeaked. “My oldest brother is going to sacrifice himself, so we all die” he explains. “What you’re saying is your mother wants to kill you and your eldest brother is going to let her kill him so you all die?”
Klaus smiles at you “Exactly! So, you need to help me undo the spell so we can all live happily ever after.”
“Right… and how do I do this? I have no idea how to practice magic” you sigh. Standing up Klaus explains “Lucky for us we have a very powerful witch who is happy to help us!”
As soon as he finishes his sentence a man walks into the room, holding Bonnie by her hands as she struggles against his grip. “Y/n?” the girl looks at you surprised, “What are you doing with her, let her go!” she demands.
“Now Bonnie calm down, y/n is here to help. Isn’t that right” Klaus asks looking at you. “Yes,” you say holding his gaze “as long as you don’t hurt her.”
“No one is going to hurt anyone as long as everyone does exactly what I say,” he tells you, hands holding Bonnie’s shoulder making it obvious he’s talking about her. “Fine,” The witch sighs “how do we do this?”
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“So, you’re basically borrowing my powers?” You ask Bonnie. “Yes,” she takes your hands “witches can channel each other’s energy when doing a spell” she explains.
“And you need to channel my power why?” Bonnie points at the spell book in front of the two of you. “The spell I need to perform to unlink the bond demands a lot of power. You come from a powerful bloodline which should be enough to unlink Klaus from his siblings.”
“Come on girls, we don’t have all day” Klaus nags. Bonnie rolls her eyes before focusing on the spell book again. Holding your hands tightly she begins chanting. The blood laid out on the table moving away from each other, separating into 5 different puddles.
You feel drained when Bonnie lets go of you. Klaus’ hand rests on the small of your back, supporting you. Looking at the girl next to you, you notice the torn look on her face. She almost looks ashamed of herself for helping Klaus, undoing the work of Elena and Klaus’ mother.
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“Aw leaving so soon?” Rebekah says, cleaning her hands with a towel. ‘Sister, be nice” Klaus smiles as he walks up to her, hands on both your and Bonnie’s back.
“Thank you, Bonnie,” she smiles “see you in Physics class.” Before you can see what’s inside the room behind her, Rebekah leads you away. Her arm in yours as she brings you to a bedroom.
“You’re welcome to stay here, with your friends trying to kill us it might be dangerous being alone.” You sigh as you move to sit on the edge of the bed, “Not my friends,” you point at her “I only talk to Bonnie and Caroline.”
“Right, the blonde girl who seems to have taken a liking to my brother.” A look of disgust forms on Rebekah’s face. “I much prefer you, you know” she winks at you, walking towards the closet.
“There are some clothes in here, I’m sure some will fit you. I’ll be downstairs if you need me.” Her hand comes up to smoothen your hair before she leaves the room.
It takes you a while to look around the room, your mind a mess after everything that happened today. You slowly stand up before moving towards the wardrobe Rebekah spoke of earlier. Opening the doors, you are met with a wide range of different clothes in different sizes. Grabbing the most comfortable outfit you see; you lock the door before getting changed.
After having freshened up, you walk downstairs hoping to talk to either of the Mikaelson’s siblings.
“I can’t believe Finn is dead” you hear Rebekah say. “Good riddance,” Klaus sighs “he was an embarrassment, Rebekah.” You move towards the entrance of the room, still unnoticed by both siblings.
“He was still your brother. Mind your tongue.” Not looking up Klaus continues “Fine. Let’s all say a prayer for Finn who slept longer in a box than he lived as a man.” He looks at his sister, continuing “he was a lovesick fool. He’s better off in death.”
Walking up to him, Rebekah asked “Is that how you would speak of me if I died”
“Well, you let the Salvatore’s loose with two stakes that can kill us. So, I guess we’ll find out soon enough.” He continues, “and since when did you have a soft spot for them?”
“The Salvatore’s may fight like dogs, but in the end, they would die for each other.” She explains, “at least they know what family means. You destroyed ours.”
“I wanted a family,” Klaus says. “They just didn’t want me. And now we’re unlinked. We’re no longer responsible for each other.”
“So, are you leaving?” Rebekah sighs. “As soon as I get the stakes I’m gone. I’m going to take Elena and use her blood to create a new family of hybrids” Klaus answered.
“And if I choose to stay?” Rebekah croaked.
“Then you’re just as pathetic as Finn.”
Klaus turns to walk away before he sees you. He walks toward you, grabbing your hand, taking you with him.
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Headcanons for Klaus Mikaelson being in love with you...
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He's protective of you. He's super protective to the point that he doesn't care how many people he has to murder to keep you safe.
He's cocky. If you're not together, he teases you saying that he knows you'll get together, he knows that you're in love with him etc.
"It's only a matter of time before you admit how much you love me, (y/n). It's obvious and when you do finally admit it, I'll be here ready to give you my heart in return."
He'll surprise you with gifts and surprises. He overhead that you needed a new bag cause yours burst and that night, there's a designer bag on your bed. He overhead you needed a new outfit for a party, that night there's one sitting on your bed including jewellery. There was a time he overheard you needed a new bra and my god, he took great pleasure in buying you a plethora of lingerie.
He's there for you for anything. If you ever need a ride after having one too many drinks at The Grill, he's there. If you're in danger, he is the first person to come to your rescue. He's always there and will drop everything for you.
He compliments you all the time, constantly complimenting your outfit, your smile, your eyes, your laugh; everything.
People try to target you to get to him but he smites and destroys every single one of them.
"You dare touch one head on their head and I'll torture you for one thousand lifetimes."
He's not ashamed to tell you how he feels about you. You've never had anyone speak to you with so much love and passion before.
"In all of the years I've lived, there has never been a person like you, (y/n). You radiate beauty and I find myself thinking about you every second of every day. You are my everything and I just hope you give me a chance to prove how much you mean to me."
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bapydemonprincess · 2 years
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Basic assumption of Kuro Next Chapter:
Bard: So... I’m dead...right?? This is death?? Will I get to join my family now?? Will I finally get to rest? Will I get to--
Sebastian:
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fandom-oneshots-etc · 2 years
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✨ I'M BACK! ✨
Hey guys,
I know it's really been a hot minute since I've been on here and I just wanted to say hi and apologize to those people following and waiting for updates. I would like to announce that I AM back! I'll be trying to get back into a routine of updating and my first focus will be rewriting the For The Love of a Queen series. I've had some big ideas about how I'd like to change and rewrite it and I will be starting that ASAP.
I'd also like to announce some new fandoms arriving on my Masterlist very soon. I have a selection of fandoms that I've quickly become obsessed with over the past year and they will be promptly added to the Masterlist, so do feel free to send in requests when you see something you're interested in.
On a final note, I am going to be revamping my page once again and changing the appearance so look out for some changes here and there in the coming weeks.
Looking out for future updates!
Emily xoxo
Pssst... There's a hint about the new fandoms in the tags! :o)
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june-again · 2 years
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it was nice
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jordanbolton · 3 months
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To The Substitute Art Teacher - Jordan Bolton
Pre-order my new book ‘Blue Sky Through the Window of a Moving Car’ here - https://smarturl.it/BlueSky
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ladychlo · 3 months
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Motaz Azaiza interviewed by Ajstream after fleeing Gaza, please do watch the whole interview...
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assiraphales · 5 months
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I don’t think we’re rick rolling each other enough anymore. 1. it CANNOT die out 2. this under saturated market is perfect for unsuspecting victims who’ve been lulled into a false sense of security. be the person you hate. bring back the dastardly link
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solitaryearthperson · 2 years
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Throuple Love
Summary: (Y/N) has feelings for both Hayley and Elijah, and doesn’t know that they have feelings for her as well. 
(The reader is 18+ and uses she/her pronouns. The ethnicity/race is any.)
Y/N = Your Name
E/C = Eye Color
Hayley P.O.V.
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I don’t know what to call it. Is it cheating? Not cheating? Technically, it can’t be cheating ‘cause I haven’t done anything yet. I mean, not yet. No, never. I don’t know. I can’t describe the things I feel for (Y/N). She makes me feel weird. Not in a bad way. A really good way. 
It started a few months ago, after spending years trying to get the Mikaelson siblings back. (Y/N) was there to help me. She gave me and Hope comfort and security for all those years. She made me feel things I only felt a few times in my life; one of those times being with Elijah. I tried to ignore these feelings and only see her as a friend but it was so hard. Not being able to hold her like I really want to and cuddle with her like I want to, scared that she wouldn’t see me in that way.
Then when the family was back and we were all reunited, I thought seeing Elijah alive and well again would help me get over her, but I was wrong. I mean I do love Elijah, I really do, but I, somehow, also love (Y/N) at the same time. 
I talked to a Elijah a few times about (Y/N) and how I felt about her. I was scared that he would think poorly of me. I felt like I was in a way cheating on him, but he surprisingly was okay with how I felt and even wanted to talk to (Y/N) about it (I think he might also have feelings for her too). I told him I agreed with talking to her, but I'm still not sure. I don’t want to confess my feelings for her and ruin our friendship, if she’s not interested in me.
Elijah P.O.V.
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I wasn’t that surprised when Hayley told me about her hidden feelings for (Y/N). It didn’t really surprise me at all as I had noticed the tension between them not long after we came back. She had told me that (Y/N) had comforted and helped her during our time of being absent, and because of that, a strong friendship grew between them, but I knew from the moment I saw both of them together that it was more. Hayley wasn’t all that good at hiding her feelings for (Y/N) and neither was (Y/N). (Y/N) had a little more subtlety than Hayley, but what gave her true feelings away was her eyes. Her (E/C) eyes always looked at Hayley with so much adoration and love. Sometimes I’ve caught (Y/N) looking at me with a similar look as well. That also made me aware of my growing feelings for her too. I (like Hayley) thought at first I was being unfaithful for my growing attraction for (Y/N). I thought perhaps my attraction was purely physical, but unsurprisingly it wasn’t. For a human, she had a fascinating, and intelligent mind that I adored. 
After talking with Hayley, we both made the decision to speak with (Y/N) about our feelings for her, and see if she reciprocates them. I already knew that she did, but I wanted to hear her say it, be absolutely sure if we are what she wants. 
No P.O.V.
It was around 8 o’clock when (Y/N) came to the compound to have dinner with Elijah and Hayley. Hayley had called her the day before and invited (Y/N) over, telling her that they all needed to discuss something important with her. Just her. That’s what made (Y/N) worried and anxious about their meeting. Do they know? Maybe they do know? How would they know? she wondered. I thought I hid my feelings pretty well. Maybe it’s something else. (Y/N) tried her best to keep her distance and hide her growing feelings for the couple as long as she could. Whenever they entered a room, whether together or not, they always seemed to capture her attention and she could never look away from them. Elijah’s calm, sophisticated, and suave presence made it hard to look away from him and at the same time look at him. Hayley’s fierce, sassy, and comforting presence made it hard not to blush at her. They both had a dominating aura and it was hard to resist them. Well it’s hard for me to resist them, (Y/N) thought.
Entering the dining room, she was shocked to see the long table decorated with all assortments of fruit and flowers. This is a bit much, she noted, looking at a tall bottle of wine standing at the end of the table. 
“(Y/N),” Elijah’s voice made her turn her attention away from the table to him and she lightly gasped. “Welcome,” he said with a handsome smile.
Even though suits are his usual attire, the suit he was wearing tonight made him look incredibly more handsome and suave than he usually does. 
“Hey,” (Y/N) greeted back nervously. 
“(Y/N), hey,” Hayley’s voice came from behind her, and she turned around to see the female hybrid in a gorgeous blue dress that hugged her slim figure perfectly. “Thanks for coming.”
They’re like fucking models, (Y/N) thought, trying to hide her attraction to them. “Uh,...it was no problem.”
Hayley nodded her head and walked past her to take a seat at the end of the table and Elijah quickly went to sit across from her. (Y/N) quickly noticed that the end seat was vacant and went ahead and sat down between the couple.
“Would you like some wine?” Elijah asked, grabbing the bottle.
“Um, sure,” she said. She watched as he opened the bottle and poured a nice amount of wine into a glass and handed it to her. “Thank you.”
“You are welcome, darling,” he said.
Darling? Did he just call me darling? Her (E/C) eyes widened and she looked over to Hayley to find that she also had wide eyes at Elijah. (Y/N) turned back to Elijah to find him smirking lightly, while pouring himself a glass of wine. What the hell are they up to?
Taking a deep breath,(Y/N) took a quick look at both of them and asked, “Why am I here?”
At the sudden question they both looked at each other and she could see that they were both having some type of silent conversation between each other.
Hayley was the one who left the silent conversation and turned to (Y/N) and asked, “Why do you think you’re here?”
“I-I don’t know,” (Y/n) stuttered out. “You told me you needed to discuss something important with me?”
“What do you think we want to discuss with you,” Elijah asked, taking a sip of his wine.
“I don’t know,” she felt as if they were goading her into a confession.
Elijah was quiet for a moment, looking at her intensely, making her begin to lightly sweat under his strong gaze and finally he responded: “I think you know why you’re here. You’re just extremely nervous about how we’ll feel about it.”
Those words made her heart stop and she wasn’t sure if the vampire or hybrid heard it or even cared. He knows! They both know! She quickly turned her head to Hayley and saw that she was already looking at her with a strange look in her eyes. 
“Okay,” (Y/N) began, trying to hide the nervousness in her voice, “I...like you. Both of you. I don’t know why. I just do. And I’m sorry if I ever made you guys uncomfortable or-”
“I love you,” Hayley interrupted. “I have for a while. You’ve never made me uncomfortable. Ever.”
Before (Y/N) could respond to her, Elijah spoke first: “I love you, too. I’ve known about your feelings for a while now.”
(Y/N)’s eyebrows rose in surprise at Elijah’s response, and one glance at Hayley told her that she was also surprised at him. 
“We want to know if you are interested in a relationship with us,” he told her.
(Y/N) looked at both of them, noticing Hayley looking at her with that same strange look she had never seen before. Love, (Y/N) wondered. She looked to Elijah and saw that the same look was in his eyes as well. Oh God, they really do love me.
“What do you mean a ‘relationship’? With...both of you?” (Y/N) asked. She wanted to be sure of what they were asking. “Like a...polyamorous relationship? With you two?”
“Yes, if that’s what you want,” Elijah said, looking to Hayley before looking back to (Y/N). “If it’s not, I understand. We both understand.”
Nodding her head, (Y/N) looked down at the table, thinking it over in her head. I do want them both. I have felt things for both of them for so long...And they both want me. They’re okay with this. All three of us in a relationship.
Taking a deep breath, (Y/N) looked at both of them and with a smile she said, “Yes, I want this. I want you both.”
At her acceptance, both Elijah and Hayley smiled widely, there already gorgeous faces became even more gorgeous and (Y/N) felt herself beginning to swoon at them, but tried to hide it.
“So, um, how ‘bout we eat as a...throuple then?” She asked, feeling her heart beat in excitement. We’re a... throuple, she told herself, smiling at the fact that she gets to be with the two people she has fallen in love with, and she doesn’t have to choose between them, or end a friendship. We’re together.
*I hope I did not offend any polyamorous people*
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l-a-l-o-u · 1 year
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sending your friends terrible tumblr posts is a love language
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requested by anon
He thought he had been protective of you only because you carried his child in your womb but as the months went on and with the more time he spent with you, he knew that the way he felt wasn't just because of your child... it was because he was falling in love with you.
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hansoeii · 9 months
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look at you, you're gorgeous!
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pocket-size-cthulhu · 1 month
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I'm a cryptid in Stardew valley. I live on the outskirts of town. I disappear for days on end, purchasing daily one-way tickets to the calico desert. Nobody knows where I go while I'm there. Can occasionally be found fishing at random spots throughout town. I am never not running on at least one triple shot espresso. I take the abandoned minecarts to get around and am frequently seen disappearing into the sewers. I carry a sword for some reason. Once every week or two I will stride into your bedroom to deliver you your favorite meal. I'm a self-made millionaire. I attend all the town events and will go to your concert in the next town over. I have donated approximately 2583 items to the local museum and singlehandedly revitalized the town community center. There are rumors I can talk to junimos. I'm friends with the local wizard
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jordanbolton · 19 days
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To The Person Who Walked Past The Window - Jordan Bolton
My first book ‘Blue Sky Through the Window of a Moving Car’ is now available to pre-order! Get it here - https://smarturl.it/BlueSky
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