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Will you be continuing superstorm Joe sugg x reader as I really like it and would like to see it continued. This was not ment to be rude in anyway shape or form

Absolutely! If this is what you want! I’ve been waiting for people to ask me to continue my stories. I didn’t think anyone liked my Joe Sugg one. But I will write for you!!

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Finding Love - Part 5

Request:  Can you write something that has to do with the Edward’s sister story and this time it’s his turn to find his mate when Bella comes into his life for the first time. She’s happy for Edward but she just hopes Bella won’t hurt him, and of course she’s with Jasper

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It was getting closer to the dance and everyone was really excited about who was going with who. Bella still didn’t have the nerve to ask Edward yet, but you had high hopes.

“I can’t wait for the whole thing.” You gushed with Alice who was as equally as excited as you were. The others couldn’t bother.  

I can’t wait to dress up in that new dress I bought.” She said, smiling to herself.

“Which one?” Asked Rosalie nonchalantly. Alice had ordered over a dozen dresses since last week and they had all came in yesterday.

“You’ll just have to wait and see.” She said smiling even wider.

Jasper was minding his business on the sofa as he always did and all you could imagine was him in a tux.

“Are you going with Emmett and Edward?” You asked Jasper. The other two boys were going on a hunting trip and Jasper hadn’t mentioned a word.

“I don’t think so. I was hoping you and I could hunt closer to home tonight. Our own little date night.” He said, winking at me.

“Ooo, how romantic.” Rosalie said laughing. “Nothing like sharing a deer over candlelight.”  

Howling laughter came from Emmett from the other room.  

“You two belong together, you know that?” You said to her. She winked at you before standing and crossing the room. Jasper took your hand and led you out the door into the woods behind the house. The two of you walked hand in hand, with silent conversation drifting between you. There was no need to talk. Sometimes your emotions told him more than anything and his touch was more than enough to tell you his thoughts.

Finally, feeling a bit hungrier than usual, you both broke into a light sprint before catching the scent and the heartbeat of a nearby deer. A smile spread across your lips as you both stalked it from behind before catching it off guard and devouring it together. A sensation rumbled through you as you both took off to hunt for another.

It wasn’t but a few hours later, when the light of the day had turn to the dark of the night, when the both of you returned. Carlisle was watching the news as he did in the late evenings.

Jasper wanted a quick shower and you decided to wait for him in the living room with Carlisle.

Not a moment later, Carlisle’s phone rang. The conversation was devastating. A man had just been found mauled.  

“Alright, I'll be there.” He said, hanging up. Both Rosalie and Esme had joined you in the living room. “It was a local. But this looks suspicious.”

Jasper was beside you in a heartbeat, holding you close to him. “Other vampires?” He asked.

Carlisle shook his head. “I’m not sure.”  

Jasper looked worried and you felt it too. This wasn’t right. A local would know better, or so you thought, to go into the woods alone without proper protection.

“I’m going to the station to get the body. I’ll be back later.” Carlisle said as he kissed Esme on the forehead and walked out the door.

It only took a few hours before Emmett came through the front door. A frown appeared on your face.

“You’re back way earlier than I thought.” You said. Rosalie was just as confused.

Alice shook her head. “So, he went after her huh?”  

Everyone looked at her. “Edward went to save Bella. Apparently, she can’t seem to stay out of harm's way.”  

Rosalie scoffed. “She was already in harm's way the minute Edward met her.”  

It wasn’t that much longer when Edward arrived back home. He told us he saw Carlisle and the body.

“It looks like vampires are in the area. Let’s keep an eye out from now on.” Edward said through strained teeth. He looked stressed.  

“Go eat.” You said to him and he nodded, taking off out the front door again. It wasn’t until the next morning when he came back. You assumed he was at Bella’s and a quick touch of his arm confirmed it.  

Weeks went by and there wasn’t too much coming from the news to make you or anyone else feel less safe, though you still had your precautions. Everyone was in an uproar at least once a night when Bella found out about us. Edward was always angry with Rose and Rose was always angry with you and Edward, only because you backed him up.

“You don’t understand Rose!” You yelled. “Everyone in this house has a mate except for Edward and as soon as he finds her, you have to hate on him for letting her know about us?”  

Rose was furious. “SHE IS A HUMAN AND IS HOLDING ONTO THE DARKEST SECRET OUT THERE!”  

“Don’t you think I know that?” Edward yelled back. “I can’t leave her and I can’t be with her either. I am damned. DAMNED!” His voice reached an octave that none of us had ever heard before.

You watched as he left the room, looking at Rose pissed off. “You’re the best sister in the world.” You said sarcastically and left the room as well. Jasper had been holding your hand the entire time. Something in you wanted to fight Rose but you couldn’t hurt her. No matter how much you two fought and disagreed, you still loved her.

The fight had started because Edward wanted to bring Bella over that weekend to meet everyone. At this point, you had been dying to meet her and touch her person so you could learn all the things about her.  

When the day finally came, Edward warned you to not touch her as he wasn’t sure if she would be comfortable with it. However, the moment she walked through the door, your excitement overtook you and you hugged her, learning everything you could about her in that small span of time.

“Hi Bella, it’s so nice to finally meet you!” You said.

Alice kissed her cheek and smiled, commenting on her smell. This made everyone cringe a little, but leave it to Alice to make it a big deal.  

Edward continued on, showing her around and then taking her to his room where he spoke of things that reminded you of the old Edward. Your big brother. The one that made you laugh when you were sad, who held you when you were struggling through the hunger, the person who was your rock through it all. Pride swelled through you as you listened even more, finally happy that he found the one.

“Come, let’s give them some privacy.” Carlisle suggested.

A/N: Wow hi. Been a long time since i wrote for this but i found it fitting since Stephanie Meyer is releasing Midnight Sun in August. (Make sure you preorder!) But i am so happy to finally be getting back into writing. Hope you guys like this! ~~~

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Mission Impossible - Part 2

Part One

“What do we know so far?” You asked as you walked down the hallway to your old office.

Haz was following your trail as he spewed information on Tom.

“We last saw him at the train station headed for the inner city. And we last tracked him to a hotel in the upper ward, which is really weird as all his accounts were seized five years ago.”  

Haz had no idea what Tom was capable of.  

“Tom is a smart guy. If he was going to lay low for five years, he would have had assets in order under a different alias.” You had finally reached the door to your old office, pausing only a moment. The key code was the same as it was all of those years ago and it only took you a second to quickly punch it in and walk into the dark room.

“He kept it all the same knowing one day you would return.” Haz said, turning on the light to reveal everything as you had left it. “I tried to ask for this office or the one next to it but your father declined. Said it would be yours forever, even if you never came back.”  

There was no dust, meaning it had been cleaned recently. Every folder was in place and every book was on the shelf. Your old laptop sat there, waiting to be turned on. Haz handed you a new one, looking at the old one as if it had grown fungus.

“All your files have been transferred onto the new laptop. Your dad wants me to help out in any way possible. What can I do?” He asked.

You sat in your chair, looking at the old photographs on your desk. The one photo that you had been expecting to see wasn’t there. Of course, it wouldn’t be. You had burned it years ago.

You looked over at the empty office next to yours, a single pane of glass separating the two. Anger flared up in your chest. Your old partner used to sit there, and now he was gone. This was what kicked off the last mission.  

“We need to go over all the files from the last mission I was on and get a better idea of where Tom could be going next.” You said, taking a key from the inside of your bra and unlocking a cabinet inside your desk. Files upon files on Tom were neatly placed inside, in order from first sighting to last sighting.

It took you and Haz three hours to go through every piece of information from your last mission, including everything you knew about Tom now.

“Now all we have to do is figure out what he’s been up to for the last five years.” You said, sitting down and staring at the table.

“Well he couldn’t have gone far from the initial explosion. There is no way he would have made it out of there without sustaining significant injuries.” Haz said, running his hand through his dark brown hair. His blue eyes looked tired after slaving over the information in front of him.

Haz had been on the last bit of the mission before it all went terribly wrong. Tom was supposed to be captured and brought in for questioning but there was a glitch in the original plan and you still weren’t sure what happened or why it happened.

Something about him reminded you of Tom. 

“Haz, why don’t you go ahead on to your sleeping quarters. I’m going to mull over this and whatever I come up with, I will divulge with you in the morning over a nice cup of coffee.” You said, smiling warmly at him.

He was taken back for only a moment before he yawned and then nodded. “You’re right. Let me know what you find.” He stood and walked to the door, tossing you a goodnight before retreating. The warm smile slipped off your face as you waited a moment before following him out the door.

It didn’t take you long, and your hunch was right. He led you right to your father’s office where he reported everything, including every look and breath you took.  

“Can’t trust anyone nowadays.” You said under your breath. “And he wonders why I call him a dog.”  

You walked back to your office, taking a seat behind your desk and looking at all the papers in front of you. There was no way that you would be able to trust your father or Haz with any information that you gave them, so you had to figure out a way to track Tom down yourself and demand the answers you never got before. Luckily, you had taken everything with you when you left all those years ago, on a small hard drive that you had hidden inside the lining of your laptop bag. Cutting open a small hole, you fished out the hard drive and plugged it in to your personal laptop. There was no way you were using the company one. It was bugged and you knew it.

“Let’s find out where you’ve been hiding all these years Tommy.”  

It was late the next morning when Haz returned to your office. At this point, you had cleaned the desk off and replaced the papers with two cups of coffee, both intended for the sleepy man as he sat down in the chair in front of your desk.

“Both of these for me?” He asked, eyeing the already steaming coffee in your hands. “Or are you expecting someone else to join us.”  

“Your lack of training is showing, pet.” You said, smiling. “You need more caffeine than a 9 to 5 office worker.”

He looked at you incredulously.

“You should have blocked the blow I gave you yesterday, but you didn’t. Never let your guard down. You also went to sleep last night after you reported every blink I took to my father. I have yet to sleep since I got here.” You said, smiling. “I also only drink decaf coffee.”  

He took his coffee after a moment and sipped it slowly, watching me from the corner of his eye.

“Enough with the chit chat. I found out what he’s been doing for the past five years.”

I explained to Haz how Tom had been hiding under an alias that he had used to check into a hospital nearby the explosion site. He then took money from his dummy account and fled to another country where he recouped before flying into other countries collecting resources and information.

“What information?” Haz asked, skeptically.  

You shrugged. “Dunno. All I know is that he visited with some old enemies of my fathers and didn’t get killed.”  

This seemed to intrigue him. “How did he manage to escape?”

You already knew. It was too easy. The only way any of your father's enemies would let anyone associated with him walk out was to make a very hefty deal.

“A deal.” You said. Haz looked confused but you continued on with Tom’s five-year escapades. He finally settled in a small town just outside of where the explosion took place yet you couldn’t understand why. He kept revisiting the place where It all went down. Why?

You must have voiced this out loud because Haz answered. “Maybe there is something of value there?”  

You shook your head. “No, that can’t be. The entire place was burnt to the ground. There is virtually nothing left.”

And then a thought struck you.

“You said he checked into a hotel in the upper ward, correct?” Haz nodded. “Since he is there, we will fly to the location of the fire and take a look ourselves.”  

“You said there is nothing there.” He said confused.

You smiled. “There might not be anything there for us, but for him there is.”  

A/N: Wow, part two has some explaining. What happened to your old partner? Why is Tom revisiting the site where it all went down? Will You and Haz find answers at the site of the explosion? Tune in soon to find out! ALSO IF YOU ARE ONLY LIKING THIS AND NOT RE-BLOGGING, YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELVES! WE WORK HARD TO BRING YOU CONTENT. SHOW US LOVE BY SPREADING IT AROUND. THANKS! 

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Mission Impossible

“Good Morning, Y/N.”  

A face appeared over your morning coffee as you grunted a not so affectionate morning greeting back at your coworker.

“Long night?” He asked.

“Not long enough.” You sighed. “How does she expect me to get her an entire book written in 24 hours?”

Your coworker shrugged. “I don’t know, but she’s coming around the corner now so I'll catch you later.”

He hurried off to his desk on the other side of the room. Thankfully, your desk was far away from your managers which meant she wouldn’t speak to you first thing in the morning. Taking out your laptop, you stared at the three pages you had written last night.

A book on pirates? Was she mad? How were you supposed to get her a story line before noon with no idea what it should be. Fearing that it might copy a certain famous movie franchise, you spent hours the night before scouring the internet for any sign of hope. Finally realizing that you had to start somewhere, you wrote whatever came to mind. Three pages later, you hit a blank wall and decided to call it a night.

Now you were regretting every bit of it. After re-reading what you had written, you realized how awful it all sounded and hit the delete button as fast as your fingers could go.

“Y/N, hope that synopsis is coming along nicely.” Your manager called from the other side of the room.

You smiled at her as she walked into her office, feeling a slight bit of hatred for her.

The morning sun was shining through the window next to your desk and you thanked the high heavens for it. It had rained all last week and it really put a damper on your mood.

Hoping to get some inspiration from the sun, you turned your chair towards the window with your laptop in your lap and began to write what would hopefully be a top seller one day.

After about two hours of working, you decided to take a break, setting the computer back on your desk. A quick look outside made you freeze. Three black SUV’s had pulled up outside and there were men dressed in suits getting out.

“Shit shit shit.” You said as you quickly grabbed your laptop and bag.  

You raced to the elevators only to stop and think of a different pathway. The stairs? You were on the 10th floor. Could you make it down 10 flights of stairs in heels?  

Only you didn’t have long to debate as you watched the elevator go down to the first floor.

Stairs it was. You kicked off your shoes and quickly made your way to the stairwell, hoping to god they didn’t decide to also take the stairs as well.

About halfway down you heard what sounded like a stampede coming up the stairs, which ultimately made you turn right back around and go up.

“I am not going down without a fight.” you whispered under your breath.

Running back up to the 10th floor, you decided to try to blend in with the many people that came in and out of the office, hoping that the men in suits had already came up by now. You peeked out of the stairwell and saw them walking around the office. The elevators were clear of them and so you threw back on your heels and quickly joined a few people standing in line waiting.  

Avoiding eye contact was hard, but running straight into one of the men in suits as he got off the elevator was even harder.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t our little chameleon.” He said, grabbing your arm.

You rolled your eyes and struggled to pull your arm from him. “What do you want Haz?”  

He smiled. “It’s not what I want. It’s what the boss wants.”  

Now, you could feel all eyes on you. Your manager walked out of her office, complaining. You groaned as she spotted you and made a beeline for you and Haz.

“Y/N, what in the hell is going on here?” She asked rather loudly.

“Y/N here has been on the run since her last assignment and it took us years to track her to here. We are taking her back as she has unfinished business. Excuse us.” He said, pulling you closer to the elevators and pressing the button.

“Last I checked, I had finished my assignment and was free to do as I pleased.” You said, shrugging.

Haz looked at you. “Yes, you were free to do what you pleased. In the area in which we gave you. Not go off the charts and disappear. You are still under contract.”  

You huffed. “I just want to live a normal civilian life. Is that too much to ask for?”  

He pulled you onto the elevator with the rest of his men following suit.

“You want to live like this? And not work for the most prestigious agency in the world? Interesting.” He smiled.

It took three car changes, a three hour flight, and another four car changes to finally reach headquarters only 15 hours later. By the time your feet hit the ground, you felt the fatigue of traveling hit you hard.

“All those years of training and you can’t stand up straight. Pathetic.” Haz said.  

You turned and punched him hard in the stomach, making him double over.

“I might not be running errands for the big man, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been training like I have.” You said, walking away from him.  

It only took you a second to realize that you no longer had the access code for the base so you had to wait for Haz to finish his bitching and punch in the code.

After walking down the familiar corridors, you finally came face to face with the man you made you who you are.

“Hello, Father.”  

“My sweet Y/N. Five years and no phone call, no text. Not even a birthday card. I have to send Haz to come find you and bring you back to me. Why?” Your father was a tall man, with piercing eyes and hair that had started to gray. His skin was (Your skin tone) with scars from his many years of fighting.

“I don’t need your dog, nor do I need you. I never wanted this. I just wanted to live a normal life.” You said, frustrated. “I had all of that too. A nice apartment, a job I loved, a place I called home.”

He looked at you, un-moving. “But my sweet pea, this is your home. How would your mother feel about those words?”

You scoffed. “I wouldn’t know how she felt since she died when I was just a child. You forced me to be something I didn’t want to be. I finished my assignment all those years ago with the promise of a normal life.”

“Yes, a normal life. One of which was to be lived out here in the compound working with me to be my next in line.” He said, giving a slight sigh.

“You have a dog you can train for that. I do not want it. I’m sure he is more than eager to do so.” You looked at Haz who was not so happy about being called a dog.  

A heavy sigh emanated from your father, his head hung low and he shook it as if he didn’t know what to say.

“I have another mission that only you can complete.” He said.

Your shook your head defiantly. “No, I refuse to do any more missions. Haz has every skill that I learned. He can do it.”  

Your father shook his head again. “Unfortunately, this mission is technically an ongoing from your last.”

This made you freeze. “My last mission?”  

Memories came flooding back. There was so much bloodshed. So much betrayal. You didn’t know who to trust anymore or what was right or wrong.

“It can’t be.” You murmured. “I put a stop to it all.”

“Yes, so we thought.” Your father stood walking over to you. You had taken the chair in front of his desk, staring at the floor.

“We have satellite images of him entering the country a week ago.” Haz said. An image popped up on the side screen. “it's undeniably him.”  

You looked up, gasping. It couldn’t be true. You had watched him perish in the fire. You saw the explosion with your own eyes. He couldn’t have escaped it.  

Yet there he was. His dark brown shaggy hair. His big brown eyes. His foolish smile. A tear fell down your cheek.  

“Tom.”  

Part Two

A/N: OH MAN DOES IT FEEL GOOD TO BE BACK!  I am so happy to be writing again. Even if it’s for a bit. I had this story line in my head for the longest but I didn’t know how to write it. I chose Tom because I didn’t like where to Mob!Tom was going so I wrote him in as a bad guy, Or is he? Hope you guys really like this one. I have a long story line for this one. So hold onto your horses. :D

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The War Is Over

It wasn’t fair that Draco had chosen to sit in a different compartment than you. The train had taken off for Hogwarts and all he had done was look at you sympathetically. Your relationship with Draco wasn’t a complicated one. He was always showering you with affection. While Hogwarts was on break, you had written him more times than you could remember, but he never responded. It hurt, like he was breaking up with you but silently.

You sat by yourself in the compartment and waited for the train to arrive at Hogwarts, wiping tears from your cheeks every now and then. At one point, your bladder screamed at you to get up and use the bathroom, but as you went to pass by Dracos compartment, you noticed him staring out the window as his lackeys laughed and joked on. Upon noticing you watching, Draco joined in on the laughter and ignored you altogether.

Your heart ached and you rushed to the restroom where you cried until someone had knocked on the door.  

Luna Lovegood had stopped by to offer some of her chocolates after accidentally seeing your crying face when you left the bathroom. You smiled at her weakly before taking one and resumed staring out the window.  

You were one of the sweetest Slytherin females at Hogwarts and you easily made friends with everyone, but at that moment, you felt the most alone.

Hogwarts was as beautiful as the first time you had come to it. The towers and their ominous glow of candle light. The moving pictures and the ghost that roamed the halls. It smelled of old times and happiness, something that comforted your aching heart.

You quickly made it to the great hall and over to the Slytherin table, looking to the great table where Dumbledore and the other teachers sat, watching the children file in.

Walking past Draco, you could feel his eyes on your every move, but you kept your eyes forward, spotting a seat at the very front where most of the newbies would be sitting.  

The empty spot next to Draco chilled his bones as he watched you take your seat at the very head of the table. You didn’t so much as glance at him as you walked past and he knew why. He had avoided you all summer, leaving you to wonder if he still loved you.

Truth was, he loved you more than you could ever know. The way your Y/H/C hair shimmered in the light, in waves down your back. Your smile that knew how to ease all his worries. The laugh that sounded like a thousand angels singing. You were his world.

But things had changed for him over the summer, dark and dangerous things. He could NOT get you involved in them until things were finished. It would break him if you were to get hurt in all of it.

The ceremony began for the newbies and Draco watched your every movement, never taking his eyes off of you, afraid that if he blinked, you would disappear into thin air.

Something wasn’t right. You scrambled through the halls, listening to the wails and painful cries from teachers and students alike.

“He’s dead.” Someone said.

You paused, listening to the conversation that happened in front of you.

Someone had murdered Dumbledore.

Your body trembled as you took off running, climbing one of the towers to the hidden spot that you and Draco used to sneak off to. Your body collapsed as you heaved a dry cry before the waterfalls began.

Draco watched from the shadows of the tower, listening to your cries, wanting to reach out to you and hold you close to him.  

He couldn’t do it. It wasn’t that he refused to, it was that he had to keep you at a distance. To keep you safe. If HE knew about you, he would use that against Draco.

He watched you trace the initials that the two of you had etched into the stone the second year of you dating, another sob escaping your body.

After a long moment, you got up to leave and Draco watched, doing everything in his power to keep from running after you, a tear slipping from his eye.  

As soon as you left, the mark on his arm started to burn and he knew the he was being called.

The rumors were that Hogwarts was under attack and something deep inside of you told you that Draco was a part of this.  

You ran to front lines to prepare to fight, hoping that somehow, Draco was not fighting on the wrong side this time.

A hand slithered into yours as you looked up to see Draco standing next to you. A gasp rang out as the barrier over Hogwarts began to be attacked. The death eaters where trying to get in. Draco pulled you into him and rushed you inside.

Draco pulled you into a hidden area just inside the school and planted his lips against yours. The sigh he heard escape your lips caused all his fears and worries to subside and he pulled you closer to him. Not a single word was whispered as you returned his kiss, pulling him as close to you as possible. He felt your heart beating in your chest wildly as you two stood there. His lips parted from yours and he stared deep into your eyes.

His lips were chapped, eyes tired, skin pale and cold. But his smile was the one thing that reminded you of the boy you fell in love with.

He sucked in a deep breath as he grabbed his arm, looking at the mark and cursing.

You grabbed his hand, pulling him from where ever you two had been hiding and he kissed you once more before taking off into the chaos surrounding them.

Draco was in the middle of a fight with a death eater when he heard a scream. It was piercing but it sounded like that of an angle dying. His heart skipped a beat as he looked over to see you, blood trickling from a wound that had been inscribed into you by another death eater.

The anger that built up into him forced a terrifying scream from his throat as he finished off the death eater he was currently fighting and went after the one that had injured you.

His had fell across your face before roaming your body to find the impact point. He tore part of his jacket to wrap around your torso as he screamed for help.  

Tears filled your eyes as he whispered to you.  

“Stay with me”, he cried into your neck.

Your shaking hand found his cheek as he looked into your eyes. An unspoken love language that you had come to understand with Draco. He loved you, he truly did.

“Fight for me.” you said.

Draco stood, body shaking as he walked to the front, hearing the cries of others around him. Wounded warriors laid in mangled messes around him but he couldn’t look at any of them.

He pushed himself past them, stumbling out the front and upon a sickening scene.  

Hagrid was in chains, carrying a dead Harry Potter. Hermione and Ron stood in the front with McGonagall. Gasps echoed through the crowd as he watched Voldemort step forward.  

It took everything in him not to kill the wizard, but when his name was called and he was pulled into a hug, he held his breath, waiting for the moment that he could run. There was nothing left for him now. He had nothing to lose except his family. As his mother pulled him into a hug and his father ushered him away from everything, Draco took one last glance back at the castle and swore he saw your ghost smiling back at him.

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I DO

The big day was right around the corner and you were sure of yourself that you were about to lose your mind.

“Natasha, did you talk to the photographer about what time he’s supposed to show up?” You asked her, never looking up from the pile of papers in front of you. Business had to continue as usual until you Saturday when you would be tying the knot with the love of your life.

“Yeah, he said he would arrive an hour early just to make sure he got set up.” She said, from the other side of your desk.  

Natasha was your Maid of Honor and you two had spent every waking moment since the proposal planning this wedding.  

“All the guys have their suits and all the girls have their dresses?” You asked. There was a checklist that the two of you were going through just to make sure everything went according to plan.

“Check and check.” She said.

“Shoes?”  

“Check.”  

“Bouquets for the girls and boutonnieres for the guys?”  

“Check.”  

“Menu is finished. Music is picked. Seating chart arranged.”  

“Check, check, and check.”  

“Perfect. I think we covered everything for now. We will do it one more time on the eve of the wedding just to make sure.” You said sitting back in your chair. “I still need to finish my wedding vows.”  

“You still haven’t done that?” Natasha asked, propping her feet up on the edge of your desk.

“I’ve only gotten a couple of sentences. Need something more.”  

She nodded, tapping her pen against her lip. “I finished writing my speech for the reception.”  

“Oh? Can I read it?” You asked.

“No!” She laughed. “You can’t read the speeches. That’s not fair.”  

“Fine, but don’t embarrass me.” you said, throwing a pen at her.

It was finally the day of the wedding. Everyone was rushing around like lost chickens and you were sitting calmly in the chair sipping champagne and getting your hair done. The silk white robe you were sitting in was barely keeping you warm but the champagne was starting to take effect and warm you up.

Natasha was ushering the girls into their dresses as they were next to get their hair done. Your makeup was already done as the artist did yours first before doing the girls. Natasha was already dressed in her Maid of Honor dress and she was next to get her hair done.  

“How are you feeling?” She asked you, knowing last night you had thrown up twice due to butterflies.

“Better, the champagne is helping a lot.” you said. “Has anyone checked on the guys to see how they’re doing?”  

Natasha nodded but didn’t say much more, making the uneasy feeling come back.

“Natasha, is everything alright?” You asked, setting the champagne down.

“Yes, it’s fine. Nothing I can’t handle.” She said, picking up your flute and handing it back to you. “Now drink. No more worries.”  

You hesitated but took the drink from her, taking a large gulp before sighing and closing your eyes. The hair stylist was doing wonders to your hair and it felt so good.

“Alright, Ms. Y/L/N, your hair is done.” The hair stylist said. You turned and looked in the mirror behind you, gasping at how beautifully done your hair looked.  

“Thank you so much.” You said, hugging her and then turning to your girls. “Alright, Natasha, you’re next.”  

After about an hour, all the girl's hairs were done and you were ready to get into your dress. “Only thirty minutes until the wedding and I still haven’t heard anything from him.” You said, setting down the phone.

“You know you two aren’t supposed to talk or see each other before the wedding.” Natasha said, coming up behind you with your dress.  

“I know but I haven’t heard from him in the past three days. I’m nervous.” You said, wringing your hands.

“Don’t worry about it. Everything will be fine.”  

The dress slipped on with ease and you stood in the mirror admiring the billowing dress that called to you in the dress shop.  

“You look beautiful.” Natasha said. You smiled at her in the mirror before turning towards her.

“Thank you so much for all that you’ve done for me. This means the world to me and I couldn’t have chosen a better Maid of Honor.” You hugged her and almost started crying.

“Now, now. No crying or you’re going to ruin your makeup, and there is five minutes before you walk.” She said, smiling.

You nodded, walking towards the door. “I’m ready.”

“I’m going to check on the boys, you stay put.” She said smiling.

Natasha was back not a moment later but her face didn’t look happy.  

“What’s wrong?” You asked her.

“He’s not here.” She said.

“He’s WHAT?” You yelled.

“Shush, it’s okay.” She said, “Clint is out looking for him but they haven’t heard from him all morning.”  

You started panicking, bad thoughts going through your head. ”What if he got cold feet? What if he doesn’t want to be with me anymore?” you started shaking. “What if he doesn’t love me anymore?” Tears started to well up in your eyes.  

“No, no, no. No crying. Everything is going to be alright. You know him better than any of us. He’s always on time.” She said.  

“Yeah on his own time.” You said.

“No worrying. We are going out in just a few minutes and you are walking down that aisle and he is going to be there or so help me GOD I will find him and murder him.” She said, making you crack a smile.  

She took your hand, leading you out into the hallway where the groomsmen and the bridesmaids were all lined up. Your father stood next to you and kissed the back of your hand, telling you that you looked beautiful.  

You smiled at him but your mind was racing. Where was your fiancé? Did he forget he was marrying you today?

Natasha turned around and smiled at you, assuring you that everything was going to be okay.

The procession started and you watched, two by two, as the bridal party started to make their way to the alter. Natasha was next to walk out and turned to you one last time.  

“He’s here.” She said.

You looked out but couldn’t see him. Frowning at her but she smiled and nodded, taking Clint’s arm and walking down the aisle.

You stood for a moment and the music changed into what you had chosen to walk down the aisle with.

Before you could take the first step, you heard a loud noise before you saw him running in and standing with the groomsmen. He was dressed in the tux that you had picked for him and wore your favorite blue bow tie.

You turned to your dad, a smile on your face. “I’m ready.”  

His eyes never left you as you walked towards him, his smile reaching from ear to ear. As you approached the alter, he walked towards you a little, taking your hand and thanking your father.

“You look beautiful.” He said.

“And you were late.” You whispered, wanting to smack his chest.  

“I was on time. Perfectly.” He said, smiling at you. You both turned to the priest, awaiting his speech.

“Do you, Y/N Y/L/N take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?” The priest asked you.  

“Yes, I do.” You said, slipping the wedding ring onto his finger.

“By the honor invested in me, I now pronounce you Mr. And Mrs. Tony Stark.”

“I told you I was going to be here on time.” Tony said, pulling you closer to him.  

“You had me second guessing.” You said, your hand cupping his face.  

“Second guessing marrying you?” He scoffed. “It never crossed my mind for a second.”  

“Are you going to kiss me, Mr. Stark?” You asked, inches from his lips.  

“Every second of every day, Mrs. Stark.”

A/N:

I was bored and had nothing better to do. Enjoy!

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Summer Nights

Forks was having the sunniest summer it’s had in a very long time, forcing you and Jasper to stay indoors as your inhuman skin would glitter like a million tiny crystals in the sun if you were to go out.  

Thankfully, the Cullen home that had been here for many years was nestled in the depths of the woods, away from any and all civilization to keep the secrets you two kept hidden from the world.

Jasper was ever so gently playing with your hair while he read the pages of the tenth book he had picked up that day. He fidgeted with the ring on his finger, a human trait he had learned along the way.

You and Jasper were on a retreat for your anniversary. After almost a century of being married, you still couldn’t get enough of the man you had fallen head over heels in love with.

A small smile crept onto his lips as he knew you were watching him.

“Like what you see, my love?” He asked, taking the hand that played in your hair and caressing your face. His golden eyes found yours, making your soul leap.

“It’s been almost a century and I still love you more and more every day.” You said, cupping his hand against your face. “How is that even possible?”  

His smile grew wider. “I’m not sure, but I can reassure you that the feelings are mutual.”  

He leaned in and gave you a sweet kiss before standing and making his way to the balcony.

You followed him, “What’s bothering your mind, my love?”  

He shook his head, letting an unnecessary sigh fall from his lips. “I wish I could give you what you want.”

Confused, you reached out and touched his shoulder. “But darling, I have everything I want right here.”  

He shook his head again. “No, not that.” Turning towards you, he reached out to gently stroked your cheek.. “Every time you see a human child, your face lights up and you seem so happy, but as soon as we walk away, I feel this sadness consume you for just half a second before it’s gone. It’s like you’ve accepted that you will never be able to have children.”

“Well, yes, I have accepted that I will never be able to carry my own child but that doesn’t mean I'm sad that I can’t.” You assured him. “Ever since you saved my life that fateful day years ago, I never second guessed being turned. You gave me a second chance at life and it was the best birthday gift I could have ever gotten.”

His smile was small but it was still there.  

“You have shown me the world, helped me find content and peace in this life and watched me become this beautiful creature that I had admired so much and I can’t thank you enough.” You said.

He pulled you into a hug and watched the sun set behind the trees. “It still just feels so wrong. I wish I could give you a child of your own.”  

You pulled back and smiled. “There’s always adoption.”  

He shook his head. “I know, but what do we tell the child once it’s old enough to understand? That mom and dad never age because we are eternal creatures of the night?”  

You shrugged. “That could be something. Of course, we could find a surrogate. Might make things easier in the long run to have a half breed.”

Jasper shook his head. “That is a no. I couldn’t imagine putting a human through what Bella went through when she had Renesmee. That would tear you apart more than it would me.”  

You nodded, realizing how bad it could turn out.  

“Listen, I don’t care to have children because I have you and we have this wonderful life that we’ve built for ourselves.” You said. “I mean, I couldn’t imagine you changing a diaper.”

He laughed at that. “You’re right. I wouldn’t know what to do.”  

You took his hand and guided him back inside. “We can revisit this subject on another day, but right now all I want to do is cuddle up on the sofa and watch a movie with you.”  

His arms encircled your waist as he pulled you down onto the sofa with him. Picking up the remote, he put on your favorite movie and resumed playing with your long hair. “You know, I never told you how much I admire your strength and wisdom. It reminds me of Esme.”

You smiled, leaning up to kiss his cheek. ”Well, she did help me understand my changing body when I turned and taught me most of what I know, so I guess you can say I am her in a way. But thank you my love. You too are so strong and have come a long way from the man I met in the cafeteria all those years ago.”  

His eyes drifted to yours as you both stared at each other, your eternal love for each other coursing through your veins as the sun set on yet another summer night.  

A/N: Hi, my life is a mess, my face is breaking out and I haven’t slept well in months but i thought i would give you guys something to be happy about. I love you.

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Who would you start writing for?

All the ones I’ve already done before, Jax from Sons of Anarchy, any avengers (any marvel character), Ben Hardy, etc.

The only thing I won’t write for is vampire diaries and supernatural because I’ve not seen either and I don’t have an interest to watch either.

Also I won’t write Game of Thrones because I don’t know enough to do any stories. I also don’t care for the show either.

I just want to see what you guys are into right now so I can get back into writing. I’ve definitely hit a brick wall lately but because I have this big writing project that I’m working on I feel like I need the inspiration and practice and this will help a lot.

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your twilight imagines are too good for words 😍😍😍

Ahhh bless you! Thank you so much!

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My Life Is Your Life - Part 14

WARNING! TALKS OF DRUGS, RAPE, AND ABUSE!! PROCEED WITH CAUTION! 

Part 13

The drive to the restaurant was short and the extravagant look of the place never ceased to amaze you. You almost forgot who you were dating for a moment before touching the diamond necklace on your neck.

“I’ll never get over this.” You said under your breath.  

Tom laughed. “Well, love, this is your life now.”  

He got out of the car, valet opening your door, but before you could take the poor kids outstretched hand, Tom was there. “No need, boy. That woman only touches one man, and that’s me.”  

The kid backed away, clearly aware of how powerful Tom was by the frightened look on his face.

“S-sorry.” He stuttered before backing away. Tom helped you out of the car and threw the keys to the valet. When the kid got into Tom’s car, you elbowed him.  

“You are ridiculous. He was just being courteous.” You said.

Tom pulled you tight to him. “I’m sure he was, but I don’t want him getting any ideas about you. Those are my thoughts to have and act upon.”  

His breath fanned across your face, making you weak for only a moment. His lips inches from yours.  

“Then kiss your woman right now. Let the world know I'm yours.” You said, taunting him.

His lips connected with yours is a fiery passion. A clearing of someone’s throat is what brought you back to reality.

“Good to see he gets his good kissing genes from me.” Dominic said. A blush rose to your cheeks as you hid your face in the crook of Tom’s neck, stifling a giggle.

“Oh hush, let the kids have their moment.” Nicola said taking her husband's arm and pulling him up the stairs. Sam and Anna were not too far behind.

Anna grabbed your arm and pulled you away from Tom, earning a glare from him. “How long have you and Tom been dating?” She asked when you two were out of earshot from the boys.

“Seven months.” You said, not caring to explain that you two had broken up for a month because of her.

“Interesting.” She said. “Did he tell you about me?”  

You nodded. “Yes, he was very upset.”  

Anna nodded, stopping momentarily. “I’m honestly grateful that we didn’t work out. Sam is a wonderful guy and I am so happy with him.”  

“Yes, I can see that.” You said, before taking a step to the side and letting Tom intercept.

“Anna.” Was all he said before wrapping an arm around your waist and rushing you into the restaurant.  

“What did she say?” He asked.

You waved your hand in front of him. “Not tonight. It’s about Sam and Anna. Let’s just enjoy it.”

Tom looked at you for a moment before a smile crept onto his face. “Fine. But tonight, you’re telling all.”  

The evening went by spectacularly with the lovely couple both being surprised by the amazing dinner and all the guests that arrived. Tom’s father and Anna’s father both rented out the entirety of the restaurant for the occasion, meaning all you can eat buffet and unlimited drinks at the bar. You didn’t know how much rum and coke your body could hold until that night.

“Babe, you’re a little sauced. We should go.” Tom said, excusing you two from the conversation you were having with Nicola. She was crying laughing at what you were saying and you had the cheekiest little grin on your face.

“Oh, darling, don’t be silly. We are having a great time.” His mother said, grabbing lightly onto his arm.

“I can see that.” He said, wiping a tear from her cheek. “But Y/N has work tomorrow and needs all the rest she can get.”  

You pouted at Tom, earning him a dark and seductive look. “Come, my love, let’s go home.”  

Taking his outstretched hand, he led you to the couple and said your goodbyes before being escorted out of the restaurant.  

“Tom, I don’t wanna go.” You slurred, leaning into him. “I was having so much fun!”  

He snickered before lifting you up bridal style and carrying you the rest of the way to the car. The valet looked at you two, less terrified this time.  

“Hey!” You yelled at him. “This is my man. You can’t have him.” The boy looked at you confused. “Understood?” You snapped at him. His eyes went wide and he nodded.

“Good.”  

Tom laughed, setting you down into the seat of the car. “Babe, I don’t think that he swings in that direction.”

You shrugged. “Never know.”  

He kissed your forehead lightly before getting into the car himself.  

“Tom.” You said.

“Yes, my love.”

You hiccupped, leaning your head against the headrest, looking at him lovingly.

“Babe?” Tom asked, looking at you weird.

“I want chicken nuggets.”

Settled into Tom’s bed, still in your dress, with a box of chicken nuggets, you ate happily, listening to the sound of piano playing through the speakers in his room.

Tom watched you silently, loving every moment of drunk you. The way you wiggled when you took a bite of a chicken nugget, how you hiccupped every now and then, making a shocked face when you yawned.

“Babe,” He said crawling across the bed to you. “Let’s go to sleep.”

You fed him a chicken nugget, patting him on the head. “No. I am eating.”

“Afterwards.” He said, resting his head on your lap. Finishing the last one, you ran your fingers through his hair, making sure not to get crumbs all over him.

“Tom, I love you.” You said, hiccupping.  

You were too drunk for how fast he moved. His head was out of your lap and in front of you in mere seconds, causing you to spin.

“Whoa there, babe.” You said, holding onto the sides of his face. “I’m seeing two of you.”  

Tom’s chuckle was followed by a little kiss on the tip of your nose, bringing you back to front and center with only one of him now.

“You love me?” He asked, the biggest childish grin spread across his face.

“Yes, I do. But don’t let sober me know. She didn’t want to say anything just yet.” You said, putting a finger to your lips and shushing him.

He kissed you gingerly before pulling you on top of him, a squeal escaping your lips.  

“Do you really? Or are you just saying that?” He asked, pushing your hair out of your face.

“Tom, I love you. I was so afraid to tell you sober because of my past and I didn’t want that to interfere with my feelings for you now.” You said, hiccuping again.

He looked at you lovingly. “I promise, no matter what happened to you in the past, I will NEVER put you through it again.” He said.

You looked into his eyes and nodded. “I think I'm ready to tell you.” You said, sitting up a little.

“Babe, you’re drunk, maybe you should wait until you’re sober.” He said.

You shook your head. “I’d rather do it drunk so it doesn’t hurt as much.”  

He nodded, waiting for you to start.

Sighing, you took a quick look at him before lowering your gaze to your hands in front of you.  

“I met this guy, Adam, five years ago at an art studio my friend was working at. She was hosting a small party for her success and I was excited to be able to join her. Adam was friends with her boyfriend at the time and worked as a stylist for a men's clothing store.” You took a deep breath. “That was the first night I met him. I fell deeply in love with him. He would take me to all these extravagant parties to show me off, but I was too blind to see what his true intentions were.”

You paused, looking up at Tom before continuing. “He would put drugs into my purse to carry into events and then would sit down in a back room with a bunch of people and get high. He would make me steal things from these people while they were unconscious and then pretend like he didn’t know what happened.

“One night, after being with him for a year, we were in his apartment, watching tv, eating, having a few drinks. It was just a chill night in. He got a little too high and sauced and ended up getting into an argument with me. That was the first night he ever laid his hands on me.” You felt a hot tear roll down your face. “It wouldn’t be the last. Almost every night after he would abuse me in some form. Whether that be physically beating me or raping me, to mentally abusing me. He did it all.”

Tom grabbed your hand and didn’t let go, not saying a word. “One night, we had gotten into a really bad fight. This was after I got my job as a waitress with Harrison. Adam picked me up from work and was screaming at me in the parking lot, smacking me around and calling me names. Harrison saw all of it and tried to come to my rescue, only for Adam to pull a knife on him and then turned on me.”  

You turned your arm to reveal a scar that was the size of your index finger. “His knife caught my arm and that's when he pushed me into the car. Harrison tried following us.” Tom pulled you against him as you realized you were full on sobbing. “It was the most terrifying moment of my life. I thought I was going to die. The smell of his cologne, his hot breath fanning across my face, his raspy voice, everything. It still haunts me.”

Tom shushed you as he rocked you back and forth. You calmed down a bit before pulling back to finish your story. “Adam had gotten us out of Harrisons sight and into some building where they kept my friends' artwork. He pulled me out of the car and into a small room where he set up a couple of chairs. He tied me to one of them and stuck a needle into my arm.” You were shaking now. “He was drugging me. He tried to drug me into an overdose.”  

Tom stopped you. “You don’t have to say anymore.” He said, “I know what happened.”

You looked at him confused. “What do you mean?”

Tom sighed. “Harrison called me that night. Saying one of his girls had been kidnapped by her bf, and that her arm was bleeding and we needed to find him fast. So, I gathered my men and we went hunting. Found you messed up and halfway to death. I thought you looked familiar when I first saw you seven months ago but I didn’t want to bring up old memories.”

You were shocked. “Is that why we can’t find him? Because y’all took care of him?”

Tom shook his head sadly. “No, he was long gone before we got to you.”

A sob took over your body as you pushed your face into Tom’s chest. “I’m so sorry baby. I wish I had found him and taken him out.” He shushed you. “I promise nothing like that will ever happen again. I swear it on my life.”  

You looked up at him, tears staining your entire face. “I love you more than you know and I would never let anything happen to you. Your life is mine and my life is your life. Forever. I’m not letting you go again. I’d have to be dead for that to happen.” Tom said, taking your face in his hands and planting a small kiss on your lips.  

All the bad memories from before were washed away with every stroke of Toms hand in your hair and every kiss he planted on your body. The memoires of being in the hospital for weeks after that incident were washed away too, leaving you feeling blissful, almost serene.

“Thank you.” You said, pulling away and looking at Tom. “I love you so much. And I will tell you tomorrow when I wake up, sober. I love you so fucking much.”  

That night, Tom slept with you pulled tightly into him. Nothing would ever pull you from him again and that was the first night in so long that you actually slept through the entire night without a single nightmare.

A/N: Ahh it feels good to be back. How are all of you? Hope you enjoyed this part of the story. I decided to go ahead and talk about Y/N back story and why she has PTSD. I too suffer from PTSD due to past traumatic experiences. If any of you do too, and need to ever talk to someone about it, please please please, reach out to me. I will ALWAYS be here to listen. Love you guys!

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We finally made it to Day 12! I am so burnt out on writing anything Christmas-y that I’m ready to write a novel about pirates...:D 

I hope you all had a wonderful time reading my work and I hope to get more up for you in the coming weeks. I will be out of commision for the holidays since I will be with my family, but i will try to get some more of Mob!Tom up.

Thanks for the love and preciousness you guys have given me.

Here’s a dedicated list to the 12 Days of Christmas Writing Challenge:

1. Christmas themed Sherlock (fluff)

2. Party at Toms place (fluff)

3. Tony’s Christmas fail (angst/fluff)

4. Wrap me up Loki (smut/fluff)

5.Hogwarts in the wintertime with Draco (fluff)

6. Draco’s Misfortune at the Christmas Dinner (Angst/smut)

7. Rami’s Gift (fluff)

8. Joker’s Christmas (angsty, fluffy, smutty, ya know)

9. The Cullen’s Christmas Wonderland with Jasper (FLUFF)

10. Edward in white (fluff)

11. Tom’s favorite gift (Fluff)

12. 12 days of Christmas with Jasper/Loki/Draco/Rami/Tony/Joker/Edward/Tom

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12 Days of Christmas Writing Challenge - Day Twelve

12 Days Of Christmas with:

Draco Malfoy

1. Cuddles, lots of them.  2. Expensive gifts even though you told him not to get you anything too expensive. He doesn’t care, he’s going to spoil you. 3. Baking cookies because you love sweets and so does he. But he doesn’t really know what to do so he kind of just watches you. 4. Hot cocoa in front of the common room fire, cuddled up under a blanket. 5. Snow ball fights. Dates in the snow. ANYTHING SNOW CAUSE HE LOVES IT! 6. Getting sick together cause you can’t seem to stay away from one another. 7. His mum loves you and his dad respects you, inviting you over for Christmas Dinner. 8. Humming Christmas-y tunes to each other whenever you are sad. 9. Holding hands through gloves and complaining how he can’t feel your skin. 10. He enjoys watching you wear his scarf, especially because it basically swallows you whole.  11. “Merry Christmas, love.” On the morning of Christmas, his scratchy voice filling your ears as you cuddle closer to him for more warmth. 12. Matching Pajamas because you insisted and he wouldn’t want to upset you by saying no.

Jasper Hale

1. Everything is cold. He’s cold. You’re cold. Outside is cold. But the one place you find warmth is cuddled under the blankets in front of the fire with him. 2. Sitting in his room, watching the snow fall, under the giant throw he bought for you. Him reading you books as you listen to his thick southern accent. 3. Building snowmen cause you’re a child and sometimes he can be one too. 4. Snowball fights that always end up with you getting hurt cause he threw it too hard.  5. Waiting for him to get done with his hunting spree so that you can go Christmas Shopping with him. 6. Asking him to help you decorate the tree, and even though he can probably do it faster than you can, he goes humanly slow. 7. Gifts galore. Things that you had mentioned in the past that Jasper remembered and bought for you. 8. Cullen Christmas Party. Alice insisted and Jasper begrudgingly said yes, only because you really wanted to do it. 9. Slow dancing in the snow with him, humming the tunes to your favorite Christmas song. 10. Christmas Dinner with your parents. “Jasper, you’re freezing, we’ll turn the heat up a notch.” mom says.  11. Christmas Dinner with the Cullens...except not really cause they would never allow you on a hunt unless you were one of them. So you just sit patiently and wait for them to come home so you can all open gifts together. 12. A silver necklace with a snowflake on it as the gift Jasper had been hiding. “Because you’re my snowflake.” 

Loki Laufeyson

1. Explaining to him what Christmas is all about. 2. Getting confusing looks from him when you want to go ‘Christmas Shopping’ since he doesn’t understand the concept of Christmas. 3. “Is that really necessary?” He asks whenever you throw a Christmas decoration into the cart. 4. Decorating the Christmas tree and Loki getting frustrated by the tangled lights. “Love, I can untangle these with magic.” “No magic, Loki. It not as fun.” “This is what you call fun?” 5. Asking him to wear the Santa hat cause it makes you happy. Him wearing it because it makes you happy, but he actually hates it. 6. First time he ever drank hot chocolate, his eyes went wide and you found yourself grinning from ear to ear. “This is delicious!”  7. Cuddles under the covers, hands going places they shouldn’t, naughty naughty sex. 8. Him asking Tony to help him find the right present for you. Tony agreeing but only because it’s for you. 9. You opening the present he got you (with the help of Tony). A ring with a emerald heart. “Because I’m forever yours. And so you have my heart.”  10. Flaunting the ring at the Avengers Christmas Dinner, making Loki roll his eyes but with a smile on his face. 11. Telling him you love him only for him to say “I’ve loved you since the beginning.”  12. Waking Christmas morning to him in a Santa hat and a hot chocolate in his hand, wanting you to come look at the pretty snow on the ground. Joining him and spending the day embraced in each other. 

Edward Cullen

1. Him picking you up in his Volvo to take you to the last day of school since it was snowing and you hated driving in the snow. The car would be warm and waiting for you. 2. Alice asking you to let her do a makeover on your for Christmas and you allowing it, wanting to see Edwards reaction. He was very pleased :) 3. Playing in the snow, slipping multiple times, only for him to catch you. 4. Hot chocolate by the fire, a Christmas movie playing in the background, his arm wrapped around you. 5. Your parents love him and want him to come for Christmas dinner. You laugh at how he eats the food. 6. Getting a gift from him. Opening it to find a sapphire diamond bracelet. “So expensive.” “Not expensive enough. You deserve the world.”  7. Spending Christmas Eve with his family, opening gifts and lounging around. 8. His reaction to you in your Christmas onesie. “Cute.” With a smirk on his face. 9. Taking you to go ice skating and watching (and letting) you fall, eliciting a laugh from him. 10. Giving him a gift. Watching him open it and smile. A framed picture of the two of you in love. “This is perfect.”  11. Him playing the piano. A Christmas-y tune. 12. Cuddling up by the fire, listening to the crackle of the wood burning and watching the snow fall together in complete silence.

Tom Holland

1. His giddiness matching with yours as you both decorate for the holidays. 2. BAKING ALL THE CHRISTMAS GOODIES! 3. Going caroling together. 4. Christmas holiday party with him and his mates. 5. Going to his parent’s house for Christmas Eve dinner and enjoying how he is with his family.  6. Watching all the Christmas movies together because you can. 7. MATCHING ONESIES CAUSE Y’ALL ARE BOTH KIDS AT HEART! 8. Both of you not being able to wait till Christmas to give each other gifts. “Open mine first.” “No, open mine first!”  9. Cuddles late at night, watching the snow fall through the window, kisses that ignite sparks that turn into something naughty. 10. Waking up Christmas morning and him jumping on the bed to shout “Merry Christmas” at the top of his lungs. 11. You catching him under the mistletoe and kissing him passionately. 12. Sneaking off from the Christmas party to do the naughty in the bathroom, decked out in the ugliest Christmas sweaters you could find.

Tony Stark

1.Getting nervous about the dress you’re wearing for Tony’s Christmas Party and him reassuring you that you look amazing. 2. Him giving you the first gift out of many. A diamond necklace to match the ring on your finger. 3. Him calling you his wife, even though you guys haven’t tied the knot yet. 4. Early morning cuddles when it’s too cold to venture beyond the covers.  5. Throwing mistletoe AT him because he won’t come under it with you, teasing you. He throws it back, only to walk over to you and dip you down for a kiss. 6. Yelling at him for working late on Christmas Eve. Him apologizing and making it up to you with good, naughty sex. (We can’t all be nice). 7. Avengers united for Christmas dinner cooked by you. Tony approving of all dishes before they leave the kitchen. “Stop sticking your finger in everything.” “Maybe I should stick it in you next.” Slapping his hand away as you giggle and continue to cook. 8. Christmas decorating is usually done by his staff. Less time for you to worry about the decorating and more time for you to get presents.  9. Christmas shopping with Tony is IMPOSSIBLE as he is always buying people expensive gifts. “Can you just stop for a moment? Is that child ever going to use that?”  10. Getting sick, him taking care of you. Him getting sick from taking care of you. You take care of him. 11. Eggnog...spiked eggnog. Drunken laughter as you both try to sneak in on the sleeping avengers to play pranks on them. 12. Sitting out in the cold, watching the snow fall together under his large throw. Cuddles and kisses galore.

Rami Malek

1. His inability to stop looking at you in your Christmas dress. “Damn, girl, can i get your number?” Slapping him playfully on the chest, earning a kiss from him. 2. He insists he cooks the dinner, since traditionally, you two are fasting during Christmas since Orthodox Christmas is January 7th.  3. Visiting his family for the holidays and enjoying all the Egyptian traditions. 4. LOTS of Christmas parties to attend to. 5 Present buying is a breeze with him. He enjoys seeing you get excited about buying gifts for others.  6. Decorating is his worst nightmare but he will gladly do it if you’re there. 7. Sleepy kisses on Christmas morning as he tells you that the presents can wait. 8. Him giving you one of your presents in bed ;)  9. Cookie decorating. Snowflakes, since it doesn’t snow in California. 10. Going to the tree lighting ceremony.  11. Him catching you under the mistletoe, kissing you passionately. 12. After all the family gathers, you turn around and see Rami on his knee, velvet box in hand. “Will you marry me?” “YES!” 

Joker

1. He doesn’t care for Christmas but let’s you decorate the penthouse since you love it. He only complains when he sees the inflatable Santa on the balcony. “Are you trying to give our location away?”  2. Him coming back with boxes full of diamonds and money. “Merry Christmas, princess. Go get you something nice.”  3. Lots of naughty sex.  4. Him taking you for a drive through the city while it snows since you love the snow. 5. Daring him to chase after you into the freezing cold water. 6. Getting sick and him saying “I told you so.” But makes sure you are taken care of. Bringing you soup and tea when you ask for it. 7. Making him wear a Christmas suit because you think he looks damn good in it. 8. More naughty Sex cause damn...he’s good. 9. Roleplay as mister and missus Clause. 10. Him actually giving you a gift. You open it. A diamond encrusted gun. “SO pretty.” You say, giving him a hug. 11. He doesn’t need mistletoe to kiss his woman but it gives him even more of an excuse to dramatize it. 12. Waking up Christmas morning to his arm wrapped tightly around you and his handsome, scratchy voice saying “Merry Christmas, Princess.” 

@max-evergreen

A/N: Hey Friendlies! I hope you enjoyed my 12 Days of Christmas Writing Challenge. I actually suck at getting all of this done, but!!!! I did it in 12 days and I am damn proud so, please leave a comment telling me which on was your favorite. Share. Like. Follow. ETC! LOVE YA! 

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12 Days of Christmas Writing Challenge - Day Eleven

Day Eleven: Rami’s Gift

A/N: I decided to write this as fluff cause I am so burnt out on smut. I’m sorry if this is disappointing, but this was truly a writing Challenge.

The smell of bacon wafted into your nose, plastering a smile on your face. It was Christmas morning, and the only thing you wanted for Christmas was for Rami to be home.

And you had gotten your wish. He came home last night, presents falling from his arms to put under the tree, neatly wrapped by his manager since he didn’t care to wrap them.

You stretched your arms out wide, embracing the coolness of the winter morning, feeling ever so excited to spend the day with your love.  

“Good morning, princess.” Rami said as he came into the room. “Merry Christmas.”  

He kissed your forehead, making you tingle all over. “What’s on the agenda for today?” You asked.

He hummed. “Well, I was thinking some breakfast, open presents, and then maybe a cuddle on the couch with some hot chocolate and a good movie before we head to your parents' house.”

You smiled at him. “That sounds freaking amazing.”  

After showering and dressing, you ate your breakfast curled up next to Rami on the couch and began watching the news, hoping to see the Christmas parade.

“Honestly, I could do this every day.” You said, stuffing a piece of bacon into your mouth.

Rami hummed, taking a sip of his coffee. “I can’t believe it was two years ago tomorrow that I asked you out. And now look at us!” He said, wrapping an arm around your waist.  

“I remember when I first met you at the Christmas party, you were star struck.” You laughed. “You couldn’t stop talking to me. I never thought you could talk that much.”

He smiled at you. “I couldn’t help it. You were absolutely stunning. Still are. Messy hair and all.”  

Leaning forward, you pressed your lips against his and sighed. “I’m so glad you came home for Christmas. I would be wearing this matching onesie by myself.” You pointed to the onesies you bought for him and yourself. He was wearing a Santa one and you were wearing a reindeer one.

“I’m surprised you found one for me that fits perfectly.” He said, putting on the Santa hat that was attached to the onesie.  

“When I wear your clothes more than I wear mine, I know exactly what fits you and what doesn’t.” You giggled.  

Breakfast went by and you opened presents, relishing in the new laptop and diamond earrings that matched the necklace he also got you for Christmas.  

“Movie time?” He asked.

You nodded. “Let’s watch the Grinch and then maybe a Christmas Carol?” You asked him.

He nodded in return. “I think that’s all we have time for. We have to be at your parents around six.”

The movies commenced and you snuggled closer to him, wrapping your arms around his torso and feeling the weight of his arm on your back, the other one holding your hand. This was the peaceful bliss you had missed. The Christmas tree sat in the corner of your living room, lights twinkling and bright. The coldness of the California morning seeping in through the cracks. You felt content.  

Rami woke you a few hours later, letting you know you had a couple of hours to get ready to go. You dressed in a presentable dress and heels, makeup and hair done, and presents and food in the car ready to go just before the time to hit the road.  

By the time you got to your parent’s house, the food had been set out on the table and everyone had convened in the dining room.

After eating, laughing, and drinking, you all clambered to the family room to open presents and enjoy some Christmas cheer.

Everyone had nominated you as Santa, which meant you had to go to the tree, grab a present, and gift it to the person who it belonged to.

“Alright, Sam!” You yelled, turning around. “Got your present for ya right here.” You said, handing it to your cousin.

You watched for a moment as she unwrapped the gift, smiling at how excited she was.  

“Okay, let’s see. Next present is to...Rami!” You turned and handed the small gift to him. A smile plastered on your face. He was sitting on his knees in front of you, unwrapping the gift. It was a small velvet box and when he opened it, the room went silent. Your confused expression didn’t help either.

“What is it?” You asked.

He looked up at you and smiled. “It’s a gift for you.” He turned the box around to reveal the most beautiful ring. “Y/N. Would you do me the honors of becoming Mrs. Malek?”  

Your head was swimming until you realized everyone was holding their breath waiting for you to answer.

“Y-Yes!” You shouted. “Oh my god, yes!”  

The entire room erupted into shouts of happiness and congrats. Rami’s smile was contagious and intoxicating.  

“It’s beautiful.” You said as he slipped it onto your finger.  

“Only the most beautiful ring for the most beautiful girl in the world.” He said, standing and dipping you into a kiss.

“Merry Christmas, my soon-to-be Mrs. Malek.” He said.

“Merry Christmas, Rami.”

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12 Days of Christmas Writing Challenge - Day Ten

Day Ten: Edward in White

The dress flowed to the ground in billows of white. Alice stood behind you, finishing up your hair and adding touches here and there to your makeup. Her merlot dress matched the flowers in your bouquet.  

“Y/N, relax, today is your day.” Alice said. “Don’t make me get Jasper in here.”  

“I’d rather you get Jasper in here.” You said, shaking out the nervousness in your hands.  

Alice smiled, adding the last touch to your hair before turning you around to face the mirror.  

“You look beautiful.” She said. Rosalie came into the room, a smile plastered on her face. “You look amazing, Y/N. I can’t wait to see Edwards face.”

The fur shawl that you insisted on to walk out in the snow with was placed around your shoulders, the bouquet of flowers set into your hands and the last touches done to your hair and makeup.  

“They’re waiting.” Rosalie said. You nodded, walking towards the door and waited for your cue to walk out to the front entrance.  

Snow covered the ground, making everything seem like a winter wonderland. Your boots walked across the ground as you came around the corner to see Edward standing at the alter in white, looking amazingly handsome.  

His smile widened as he saw you in your white dress, donned with the fur shawl. His hands found yours as soon as you got to him.

“You look...so beautiful.” He said. A blush crept onto your face as Carlisle gave the ceremony.  

The reception was a blast, lots of food and alcohol for all your non-vampire friends.

“Congrats!” Your best friend Jessica said. “I can’t believe you and Edward got married before Mike and I did.”  

You laughed. “Soon, you just wait.”  

The first dance commenced and Edward looped his arms around you, letting him guide you through the dancing since you didn’t really know how to.

“Well, Mrs. Cullen. How does it feel to know you’re mine forever?” He asked.  

You smiled, a small blush forming on your cheeks. “I’m only yours till death do us part.” You said.

“Ah, you see, the plan is not to kill you.” He said smiling.  

“No, but it is to change me. When I'm ready.” You said. You glanced over at your new family, getting nods and smiles from all of them, including Rosalie.  

Rose had come to understand why you wanted to be a part of their family, which made things a lot easier. You told her that she would be the first to know when you were ready to change.  

But until then, you wanted to enjoy your human life a little more. There were things that you wanted to do, like get a tattoo, get drunk, eat foods you can’t pronounce. And you would do all of that on your honey moon with your husband.  

“I love you Mr. Cullen.” You said, kissing Edward gingerly on his cold lips.  

“I love you more, Mrs. Cullen.” He said, dipping you backwards, eliciting a laugh from your lips as he kissed you.  

Little white snowflakes began to dance around the two of you, making your heart swell.  

“I love the winter time.” You said, wrapping your arms around him. He smiled, planting a kiss into your hair.  

“Merry Christmas, my snowflake.”

A/N: Short, but cute. See ya!

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