ImJustHereThanks

Seattle, Halloween, 1951 I had now been with Damon Salvatore for 19 years, and hadn't aged since I were 21. I had fallen head over heels in love with him, but I chose to keep it a secret in fears the feelings weren't mutual. Today was the day I had been waiting for. Today I’m killing Richard Cartwright. He was now 54 and on his 4th wife. I had decided that it was time for a little revenge. Rich was throwing a Halloween masquerade ball at his estate, and Damon and I would be in attendance. I was taking Damon with me to keep me from murdering Rich in front of the entire party. I had just slipped on my brand new red and black ball gown and

You're laying on Sams bed, his head laying on your stomach as he sleeps. You run your fingers through Sam's hair. It is getting so long. It touches the tops of his shoulders now. As you run your fingers through it again you decide to braid it. Separating a small portion of his hair, you begin to braid. As you finish your 5th braid Sam stirs. "What are you doing?" he asks sleepily. "Braiding your hair." you respond. "You do remember how much Dean made fun of me after he saw it the first time, right?" he groans, wrapping his arms around your torso and burying his face in you stomach. "Yep." you say with a small smile, continuing to braid. "Ugh.

"For the last time Scott, I'm not going to the party. I don't dance and i don't dress up. You know this." You with a sigh to your boyfriend Scott McCall. "But Lydia is forcing us all to go. Having you there would make it actually fun." He says. " Even if I did decide to go what would i wear? Or should i say what of my clothing would Lydia let me wear?" You say walking into your bedroom. Scott turns the corner and follows you inside. "I don't know. But I'm sure you'll figure something out. Will you go please?" he says using his secret weapon, the puppy dog eyes. He already looks enough like a puppy and those just make it hard to say no. "Ugh.

Language Warning "Mattie!" you call to your husband of two years from the couch. "What?" he replies gruffly, walking into the living room. "I'm hungry." You state. "Again?" Matt asks in a disbelieving tone. "You forget, I'm eating for two." you say gesturing to your mountain of a stomach. "Okay. What the hell do you want me to make?" he sighs, defeated. "French fries and chocolate sauce. Oh wait no! Strawberries and balsamic vinegar. No wait. Last time i ate that i puked my guts out. WAIT. HOLD THE PHONE. I GOT IT. MAKE ME A FLUFFERNUTTER." You decide. "Everything you just listed sounds fucking disgusting. And what the actual fuck is a "Fluf

You and your boyfriend, Gilbert, were walking home when it started raining. HARD. Luckily, you had your umbrella in your bag. Unluckily for you Gil was being... well, Gil. "Gil give me my umbrella back! I'm getting wet!" You whine. Gil looks at you with a smirk and his eyebrows waggling. "Not like that you perv!" You say, laughing. He fake pouts and splashes water from a puddle all over your jeans. "Gil- mmph!!!!" You start. Gilbert cuts you off with his lips. You're kissing a guy in the rain. How cliché. He pulls the umbrella over the both of you. "You're lucky i love you, you bastard." You mutter as you kiss him again.

You lay on your bed, curled up on your side, crying. A bunch of your friends had stopped by earlier to share their sympathy. They had been with you and Al when it happened, heard the two of you screaming in pain. It doesn't matter if its been 13 years or 1, the pain and suffering was still fresh. So many lives were lost........ You heard the front door open. "(Y/n)?" Your boyfriend Alfred called, walking towards your room. You hear him sigh and feel him lay down on the bed. He wraps himself around you. "I know its not easy babe. It's hard on me too. But we'll get through this, okay? You and me. We'll get through this together." He says rollin

It was SO DAMN HOT! The AC in Stark Tower had been out for two straight days and it was getting to the point of being unbearable. According to JARVIS the temperature was 104 degrees Fahrenheit and climbing. You were sitting on the couch in the living room in just a tank top and short shorts, trying to keep cool. Suddenly a cool hand rests itself on your forehead. You hum in appreciation. Your boyfriend Loki sits beside you and pulls you onto his lap. “Better?” He asks. “Much Better. Thank you.” You say kissing his nose. You turn on the TV and flip it to Ice Age.”  After a few minutes you turn to look into hi

There were seriously no words to describe how bored you were. All of the Axis were outside training and you,  being the lazy person you are, wanted no part of that. You'd had Gilbert to entertain you for a little while but then Francey-Pants and Toni had come and stolen him away. Now you were sitting on the couch in the Belschmidts Mansion flipping channels on the TV. After about 5 minutes of that you  give up on that and turn off the TV.  Was there seriously nothing to do in this house? You could go outside and watch the boys train, but there was a good chance that Ludwig would force you to join in. But it might be worth it

The Enchanted Forest, Age 14 You woke up to screams. A woman opened the door to your house. "PIRATES!!!!" She screams as she runs away. Your father had told you what to do if this ever happened while he was gone. You jump out of bed and throw a cloak and your knife holster on. You grab a bag and put your money, some food, and your aunt’s journal. You pick up your lantern and smash it against the bed. The bed catches fire immediately.  You run out of the house. Suddenly a large pair of arms wrap around your waist. "LET ME GO YOU ASS!" You yell, stabbing your attacker in the side with your knife. "Damn it you little bitch!" A large pirate