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Colby Brock x reader

Warnings: None

Characters: Colby (mentioned), Sam (mentioned), Corey (mentioned), Aaron (mentioned), reader

Summary: Just a month after you had broken up, you see Colby with another girl. He seems happier as you watch him, and you can't help but realize things as you watch them.

A/N: This post is based off the song Happier by Ed Sheeran.

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Cause baby you look happier, you do

My friends told me one day I'll feel it to

And until then I'll smile to hide the truth

But I know I was happier with you

You hadn't meant to see him again. At least not this way, you didn't.

You had wanted to go get a drink at your favorite bar, even though it was the one where you had first met him. You still went to it, every Friday night like you always did.

It was the place where you'd felt safe, though there were plenty men in there that could seriously injure you.

But as you walked down the street, on the other side of the bar, you stopped in your tracks.

Because you could see him.

Saw you walk inside a bar

(S)He said something to make you laugh

I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours

Yeah, you look happer, you do

He was walking with some girl, his arms around her shoulders. His smile was wide, and full of happiness. You'd never seen it that big, not even with you.

Everyone else walked behind them. They must be tagging along for a group outing that you remembered doing so many times.

You watched as they all walked inside the bar, and you didn't even see Colby hesitate to walk in there. Not like you had been overthinking it all. You didn't really want to walk in there, not now especially.

Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you

But ain't nobody love you like I do

Promise that I will not take it personal, baby

If you're moving on with someone new

You guessed that you can't really get mad about it. Because you were the one that had broken up with him.

You had thought that you were making him miserable in his life. Always being there, holding him back. It was one of your insecurities, that you'd always be in someone's way.

And when the two of you had started fighting more than usual about things, you had figured that maybe you were making everything worse in his life.

So you had been the one to call it off.

And now, there he was. Walking into the bar where you first met with some other girl.

Cause baby you look happier, you do

My friends told me one day I'll feel it too

And until then I'll smile to hide the truth

But I know I was happier with you

You took in a deep breath before crossing the street.

The thunder rumbled above you, and you guessed it was going to rain soon.

And as much as you love the rain, it would only make things worse for you if you were stuck out in the rain.

You didn't have your car with you, because it was being repaired. So, you didn't really want to walk home in the rain for now.

You walked inside the bar, not caring if one of the servers saw you walk in or not. As much as you wouldn't mind a (y/f/d).

But a server must have seen you. He came walking over with a smile and asked for your drink.

You told him what you wanted, and he quickly went and got it before leaving you alone for the rest of the time.

Sat on the corner of the room

Everything's reminding me of you

Nursing an empty bottle and telling myself you're happier

Aren't you?

You took sips of your drink as you watched them all. Most importantly, Colby and his girl.

She was beautiful, more than you if you were honest.

She was talking with him, making him laugh with a smile as wide as can be.

It was like this was the best night he's ever had. You can just tell that she made his days brighter than you could ever.

None of them noticed you, not Corey, not Sam. Not even Aaron who had been one of your favorites in the house. You had always been happy to see him.

You could feel the sensation of tears build up behind your eyes.

Though you didn't want to cry in a public area, much less a bar.

Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you

But ain't nobody need you like I do

I know that there's others that deserve you

But my darling, I am still in love with you

You had needed Colby, more than anything. He brought you up out of the darkness that had crowded your life for so long. He had made your days bright and your nights wild.

He had made you feel loved. He made you feel like this world was more than it seemed.

But, that girl he's with now deserves him. Because you know he'll take care of her, no matter what.

And he deserves someone like her, someone who could do more than what you could have done.

But you couldn't help but realize that you were still in love with him. In love with his smile, in love with his eyes, and his voice.

Your still in love with the very idea of him.

But he's not yours anymore.

But I guess you look happier, you do

My friends told me one day I'd feel it too

I could try to smile to hide the truth

I know I was happier with you

You pulled out the money in your pocket, not caring how much exactly was there. You set it on the table, as both payment and tip for the server.

You quickly pulled yourself off the chair and began making your way out of the bar.

The tears began to fall from your eyes as you made your way through the crowd of people and outside.

You didn't stop, not even as you felt the cold rain begin to hit your skin as you held yourself while you walked down the street.

You didn't stop, you didn't look back.

Not even as you heard a familiar voice call out.

"(y/n)?"

You never stopped to look at him. You never turned around to see the bright person you had left.

He's happier with her, that is what he deserves. Not someone like you, who couldn't do what she's doing now.

So you walked through the pouring rain.

Because this is what your days will be like now, because you had said goodbye to him.

Baby, you look happier, you do

I knew one day you'd fall for someone new

But if (s)he breaks your heart like lovers do

Just know that I'll be waiting here for you

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I'm honestly pretty proud of this one. And this song is one of my favorites, just because I like it so much and it gives me a lot of inspiration.

I hope you liked it!!!

Please if you have anything to request, I'll be happy to write for you!!

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Peter Pan x reader

Warnings: None

Characters: Peter Pan, lost boys, reader

Summary: You are the one and only lost girl. You've been on Neverland for a very long time, and you and Peter have loved each other for just as long. One night during a bonfire, he watches you dance around, and joins you.

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When you heard that it was time for a bonfire, you were more than excited.

You loved dancing around the fire with the rest of the lost boys, listening to Peter play his flute in that tune that you loved so dearly.

It was like you were free whenever you heard that tune. Remembering the night that Peter had come to you, asking you to leave to Neverland with him.

He had played you that certain song. And now he calls it your song.

As the boys got together the wood and readied everything for the fire, you watched from a distance as Peter walked around them all.

Most believe him to be cruel and unloving.

Sometimes he is, he was cruel to you the first time you had come to Neverland. Making it seem like it wasn't the place you could call home.

But then as the days went by, Peter grew somewhat soft for you.

It was like you opened up his heart.

Sure he still treated the boys with a hard heart. Made sure that they never forgot who exactly was in charge, and what the rules were.

But Neverland seemed brighter than it ever had been.

And he wasn't unloving.

Mostly because he loved you.

He hadn't ever said it out loud to you. But, you and the boys could tell that he really did love you.

He never yells at you, he's always gazing at you from afar. When you'r hurt, he's the first one there to help you. It was the small things that gave his feelings away.

He'd always say good morning to you, he'd always call you names like beauty, or love.

You loved him too.

Hell he saved you from an unloving father, and a village that couldn't stand the sight of you for some odd reason.

You owe him for that. And you'd give your life for Peter Pan.

He was your saviour, and he'd always be the one you trusted with your life.

Neverland was your home, and you never wanted to leave this place. The only reason you'd leave, is if you were forced to go. And even then, you'd fight like hell to stay.

You glanced around as the boys finished up building the fire. The sun had set, and the stars were beginning to rise.

You began to walk closer as the fire was lit, and your eyes brightened as you watched the boys cheer and begin to dance around.

You smiled as you ran toward the fire and entered the circle of dancing and hollering boys.

You yourself began to dance, flinging your arms around and running or jumping up and down. It didn't matter what you were doing, just as long as you had fun.

You noticed the sound of Peter's flute as he began playing the song you loved so much.

You searched the camp for where he was sitting as you continuously danced around the fire.

When you found where he was, you sent him a smirk and the look you knew always got under his skin. He stopped playing for a moment when he saw that look, but continued as he sent you a look that said, 'try me.'

You smirked again as you went around the fire once more.

He stopped playing as he watched you move around. Every so often you'd make eye contact with him, trying to get under his skin.

You know he loves your (e/c) eyes.

When you went around the fire again, you looked away from him.

But when you turned in a full circle, trying to look at him again, he was gone.

And suddenly, hands gripped your own and you faced to whoever was holding you as you both moved around the fire at a fast pace.

And there he was. Peter Pan was holding both your hands as he smirked down at you.

"Did you really believe all those looks would get you nothing?" He asked as he spun you around.

All you did was smirk at him as he turned you in a circle again.

"That's going to cost you." Peter practically growled at you.

Though you knew it was agressive, but rather lustful.

He had never done this before. You had danced around this fire so many times, given him so many looks, and this was the first time he had actually came and danced with you.

It was a good moment. One that you hadn't known you had been longing for. His hands in your own, his movements mirroring your own.

It was like a dream come true.

After all, you are on Neverland.

"Do your worst, Pan." You growled at him playfully, that look on your face that went right under his skin.

He smirked back, and the two of you did nothing but dance around the fire.

He pulled you around, made you twist and twirl.

The two of you hollered into the night air as you went.

This bonfire was by far your favorite one. It was a definite dream come true for you.

Because now you really know, Peter Pan loves you.

And you love him too.

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Fandom List:

Whatever show/movie/video game/book/youtuber is on this list, I will write for them...

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Supernatural

The Hobbit

Lord of the Rings

Transformers (Movies)

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Movies)

The Originals

The Vampire Diaries

Five Feet Apart

Me before You

The Walking Dead

Marvel

Destiny/Destiny 2

Once Upon a Time

The Maze Runner

Throne of Glass

A Court of Thorns and Roses

Sword Art Online

Fairy Tail

Pirates of the Caribbean

The Traphouse

The Vlog Squad

Teen Wolf

The Legend of Zelda

Pacific Rim

Jurassic World

Wonder Woman

Star Wars

Avatar the Last Airbender

Avatar (Blue Monkeys)

Hell on Wheels

Ghost Adventures

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Coming Soon:

The Cruel Prince

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I may add some fandoms as I go along because I am always up for different fandoms and sometimes because I have so many, I forget them... oops... so watch for a change in this list!! Please request!!!

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Dean Winchester x reader

Warnings: Swearing

Characters: Reader, Dean and Sam

Summary: You are a hunter, and a damn good one too. You've met the Winchester brothers before and had gotten along with the two of them. Mostly the eldest brother, though. When you see each other after years of being apart, he's very happy to see you again.

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It's been years since you've seen the Winchester boys, though you're not entirely sure if that's a good thing, or a bad thing.

You knew that those boys were dangerous to be around. From what you've heard, anyone who gets close to them dies. So, you've tried to keep your distance.

Though, the first time you met them, they wouldn't get off your mind. Especially the older brother...

Dean Winchester.

He was a looker, if you were honest. Extremely handsome, especially with his candy apple green eyes, his strong jaw line. You could get off just by the thought of him.

But, you had to stay away. Not just for your safety but theirs. You've got a lot of demons that wanna find you. Not just demons from hell but demons like anything else that you hunt.

You've made a bunch of evil son of a bitches angry in your life, and you'd rather not see them again. And you'd rather not see them hurt the people you love.

That's what sucks about being a hunter. You can never have an apple pie life as soon as you enter the business. People have tried and it hasn't ended well for them.

Either their family is found and killed and they just get thrown back in, or they die fighting the evil for their family.

So either way, it usually ends badly.

You don't exactly feel like losing your life. And if there really is a god out there, you really don't know if you'd go to hell or heaven.

And you're not sure if you want to find out right now.

Another reason why you don't want to get close to them is because you can't lose them. You're a passionate person, and if the people around you die, you won't be able to handle that.

You've lost plenty of people in your life, and you don't want to lose anymore.

So you distance yourself from other hunters. You try to keep away, despite how much they want you to stay with them, and despite how much you want to stay with them.

Though, you couldn't keep yourself from hoping that during any hunt, you'd run into the two Winchesters. More importantly, Dean Winchester.

And so, on this particular hunt, you hoped to bump into them.

And you did.

You were hunting a nasty nest of vampires, and had tracked them down to a barn in the middle of nowhere.

You walked toward the barn after parking your car. It was almost midnight, and you were tired from not sleeping well, but this is what you had to do.

You walked toward a window, looking through it to try and see how many vamps were inside.

Though, as you went to walk around the corner, you came into contact with a broad chest.

You and whoever you bumped into staggered back, and you got your machete ready to strike. Though, that's when you heard a familiar voice.

"Woah! Easy there sunshine!"

It was none other than Dean Winchester.

Your (e/c) eyes widened as they met both candy apple green and regular green.

His tall as hell brother stood behind him.

"Dean?" You asked as you set your machete down. "Sam?"

"Yeah, it's us (y/n)." Dean said with a smile on his face.

You couldn't help but smile too.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you two." You said as you looked around in case any vamp decided to ambush you.

"I could say the same to you." Dean said, still with a gigantic smile on his face. He went to say something else, but his brother interrupted him.

"Yeah it's nice to see you and all," Sam started. "But let's save this for later and kill the vamps in the barn how bout?"

You nodded your head and followed both the boys into the barn. Now that you had the two Winchesters by your side, you were a lot more confident than you usually are.

Those vamps didn't stand a chance.

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After you killed the vamps, you invited the boys back to your motel room for a beer.

When the three of you walked in, Sam asked if he could use your shower quickly because he had a shit ton of vamp blood on him.

Of course you let him, and he left you alone with the older brother.

You tossed Dean a beer as you grabbed your own and sat down on your bed.

Dean walked over and sat down next to you.

"So how have you two been?" You asked as you popped off the lid and took a swig.

Dean sighed and gave you a smile, "We've been good." He nodded as he took a drink of his own. "How's the solo life?"

"Lonely." You answered honestly.

You really missed talking with people sometimes. You've always loved the company of other people, though sometimes you have to admit that you can be left alone without a second thought.

Though, the Winchesters are different.

Especially Dean.

You always want to be near him. All the time.

It's like he's a magnet that just pulls you in. With his eyes and his bright smile that you've noticed he always gives you.

And it's not a lustful smile, that of a man who only wants you for a night and then to leave you. No, it's a warm and genuine smile.

You've always had a soft spot for that smile.

"You can come with me and Sam." Dean said, which made you look over at him.

You sighed as you put your beer on the bedside table, "Dean-"

He cut you off, "Look," he said as he sharply put his beer on the floor. "I know you don't like getting attached because you're scared. But I promise you, that if you ever feel like you're going to be let down by something, you can leave again."

You could see something in his eyes as you listened to him. It was almost like he was hoping you'd say yes and come with them. Like he was waiting for the day that you would.

"Just give it a chance, and if you feel any sense of doubt, you can leave." Dean finished.

You sighed again as you looked down. You thought for a moment, if you really should go or not.

This was a big question, and you knew that either way you'd always think about Dean whether you were right next to him, or if you were states apart.

"I guess I'll try it." You finally said as you looked over at him.

He began to smile widely, as if he was extremely happy that you had said yes.

But then you pointed at him with a straight face, "But if one of you two dies, I'm going to kill you." You said sternly.

The older Winchester held up his hands with a smile.

"I'll try not to." He said.

You chuckled and shook your head. When you turned back to look at Dean, he was already looking at you.

"What?" You asked.

He shook his head, "Nothing."

You rose a brow, "Nothing huh?"

He sighed, "There's just something about you."

You didn't say anything. Instead, you found your gaze lowering to his lips for a slight moment.

He looked down at yours too.

And you found that the both of you were leaning in closer to each other.

"What about me?" You whispered.

"You're intoxicating." He whispered, and finally he crashed his lips to yours.

It was a blissful moment, one that you had longed for.

You hadn't been kissed like this before. This was full of love and longing. Full of a passion that you had never felt before.

It wasn't a lustful kiss of an empty moment.

It was a passionate kiss of a beautiful, full moment. It was like you had been waiting for the day you would share this moment.

As if everyday you were yearning for the taste of his lips on your own.

And now you had it, and you didn't want to stop.

That's why you were quite sad when he pulled away from you slightly.

"You really wanna come with me now, right?" He whispered.

You narrowed your eyes at him, "How could I not?"

When the two of you leaned in closer for another kiss, the shower door opened up.

You both pulled away as you cleared your throats awkwardly.

Sam walked out, cleaner than he had been with a raised brow.

"I'm not even going to ask." He said as he shook his head.

You smiled at him, "Oh come on Sam." You said as you smirked at him. "You're gonna have to get used to it."

Sam furrowed his brows at you.

"She's agreed to come with us." Dean said as he grabbed his beer from the ground.

"Oh great." Sam groaned. "Two Dean's in the same place, I'm gonna need a lot more beer than this."

You smiled as the two boys started to banter between the two of them.

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To this day, you still don't regret hunting with them. Your life changed for the better, and you were so grateful for it.

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I'm sorry

Do you ever feel so fucking sad that you are physically uncomfortable? Just now I was trying to sleep and I couldn't get comfy, and I can't sleep even though I am so fucking tired.... and I don't even feel motivated to do things anymore... I'm scared that things are gonna happen, I'm scared to grow up and become an adult, and most importantly I'm scared to be alone... does anyone else get that or is it just me??

And I'm so sick of this life I'm living... like I wish I was born earlier so I was older... I wish I was born in some other world where I could live some adventure... and I don't want to sound stupid or anything but I wish I had been able to meet some of the people that make me smile... so I could live with them and be friends with them....

I'm talking about those youtubers out there that actually make me happy for once on a daily basis...

Yeah, I wish I had been able to actually know them

Fuck I think I'm screwed

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Elijah Mikaelson x demon!reader

Warnings: Mentions of death, mentions of torture, sadness

Characters: Reader and Elijah, mention of Klaus

Summary: You and Elijah have known each other for a very long time, and you've been romantically involved for just as long. Though, you haven't ever talked about your past much. Especially how you became the demon you are. Elijah finally asks, and you decide to show him.

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You and Elijah had decided to hang around in your shared bedroom for the day. Klaus wasn't creating mayham wherever he walked for the moment, and you two were having a rare peaceful day.

Which never really happens... ever.

The both of you were sitting on your bed, both sitting criss cross like school girls sharing secrets. You had always made him do that, mostly because he always acted so civilized.

Always wearing those suits, which you didn't mind because he looked so sexy when he wore them. He also always had good posture, so you made him sit somewhat relaxed for once.

The first time you had made him sit that way, he hadn't understood why. He also had said that it was absurd for him to do it, and that he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Though, after some words from you he realized he wasn't getting out of it. That's when he tried it out, and said it was quite comfortable to sit that way.

It was almost midnight when the two of you had gotten home from your previous activities throughout the day. Which included a nice dinner, and a walk through New Orleans.

You had gone straight to your shared bedroom and decided to change into your pj's. Which included a black thick strap tank top and some gray sweat pants.

Elijah on the other hand, only ever wore some random t-shirt and some sweats that you had instructed him to wear because they were comfortable.

He did admit that they were quite the comfort.

And now you were sitting, facing each other in criss cross.

You and him had taken a liking to having starring contests. You always won however, because you'd always make sure to move one of the straps of your tank top.

As soon as it would fall off your shoulder, he'd look away from your eyes and to the place where your skin was now out for him to see. Because that was his favorite place to kiss when you'd get intimate.

And so you did it.

And his eyes moved away from yours and you smirked before you laughed.

"You always fall for that!" You exclaimed as you pointed at him.

His eyes met yours again, and he surpressed a wicked grin. "Are you sure I fall for that, or do I simply allow you to believe that you won?"

You quieted down. Slumping back down and letting your arm fall down into your lap. You gave Elijah a frown, "Either way." You said as you narrowed your eyes at the original. "I still won."

Elijah smiled, "Yes you did."

Though, his eyes trailed away from yours once again. He did this whenever you had your skin exposed. It wasn't because he wanted nothing more than to kiss that skin, but because of something else entirely.

The small scars that littered your skin were something you had never told him about. Despite the many times he had asked about them, you had simply told him it was something to tell another time.

Though, it's been years since you've said that. And now he asks more than ever because it's something to him like a stab wound in the back.

Always something that pricks him and always something on his mind.

You watched his eyes trail the many long jagged scar marks. They were all over your body. He'd mostly see the ones on your arms, but when the two of you were alone and intimate...

Well, he could see the rest of them.

They were trailed over your arms, looking like burn marks that spider webbed over your skin. On your back however, they look like whip marks. Most were cluttered on your upper back, and would dissipate the farth down they got.

There weren't any on your legs, though you did have one right across your abdomen.

It looked as if someone had cut you from your hip and up to your chest. It was a deep and wide cut. Looking as if someone had slowly dragged a knife through you.

You had always seemed to be ashamed of the scars that you had. Though, Elijah had always insisted that they were nothing to hide. They all held your story, and that was what they were to him.

Your story, a story that he did not know.

"Are you going to ask again?" You asked him, making his hazel eyes meet your (e/c) eyes.

He took a deep breath before looking down at your arms again. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but nothing came out.

"You know what I'll say." You said, looking down at him despite him not meeting your eyes.

Though then he looked up at you. There was something in his eyes that you'd never seen before. Some intesity that you never would have thought he'd have toward you.

"Why not?" He asked. "There is nothing you could tell me that would change the way I feel about you."

"I'm not scared of that, Elijah." You said as you shook your head and looked away from him.

"Then why won't you tell me what happened to you?" He asked, he moved his head to try and look into your eyes, but you wouldn't face him. "Please tell me." He whispered.

There was something in his voice that made you turn to look at him again.

"You are aware I've been to hell, yes?" You asked, though you already knew the answer.

Everyone knew in order to become a demon, you had to go to hell. Though, hell for everyone is different. Some are tortured, some are thrown into the darkness and never see the light again.

Some are shown their worst fears over and over again, always on repeat.

"Yes." Elijah said.

You took in a deep breath, not wanting to visit old memories that you had left behind.

"It's better if I show you." You said, holding out your hand.

Elijah knew the drill, you and him have done this many times. So, he took your hand in his and took in a deep breath as he closed his eyes.

You did the same, and felt the connection strengthen as you pulled him into your memories.

When Elijah opened his eyes again, he was alone in what seemed to be the forest.

He didn't know where he was at, but he knew one thing. These were not his memories. He didn't remember any of this. He was in (y/n)'s memories.

He looked around for a moment. At the looming darkness of the forest around him, the way the trees seemed to loom above him in a darkening manner.

And then he heard it. The faint sound of rushing footsteps.

When he turned around he could see a young girl rushing toward him, though he knew she could not see him. She looked about fourteen years old, not nearly as young as she really looked.

As she ran, she made noises of distress as she continued to look back behind her as if something was chasing her. She continued to run, passed Elijah as he continued watching her.

He was able to notice familiar attributes that the girl had to someone he knew. (h/c), (e/c), and just the way she moved in general as she ran.

Despite how young she was, he could tell who she was.

(y/n).

The young (y/n) tripped over a log and went tumbling to the ground. When she turned around, eyes wide and hands below her, there was a man standing above her.

He seemed dark, and an eerie feeling washed over Elijah as he watched what happened with widened eyes.

"Please." Young (y/n) begged, trying to crawl away from him.

Though the man only followed after her.

"We're gonna have fun, won't we?" The man asked, though he didn't expect an answer.

"Please." (y/n) begged again.

Though she could do nothing as the man lunged forward, wrapped his hands around the young girls neck, and with a sickening twist, he snapped her neck.

Elijah closed his eyes at the sound, knowing that that had once been his (y/n). His girl who he know loves with all his immortal dead heart.

After that, the image shifted.

Elijah closed his eyes as he seemed to move through memories and dead open space. Until he stopped once again, and opened his eyes.

First it was the sound that greeted his ears.

Something that sounded like thunder rumbling. Screams of pure unending terror, and sickening crunches and maniacle laughter.

Then it was the image that greeted his eyes.

That same young girl was in front of him, seeming to float in the air. Hooks were imbedded into her skin, keeping her locked there.

She was bloody, bruised and broken. Her clothes were torn, and her own skin was too.

Mouth filled with blood there was nothing she could do but scream. She screamed names out, asking whoever they were for help.

She screamed in pain as she wriggled around as the hooks pulled at her ripped skin.

All he could do was watch in horror, mouth agape and eyes wide at the scene before him.

He could see the open flesh of the marks that littered her arms, and he could even see through the tear in her shirt of where that scar on her abdomen sits.

The open flesh that continuously bled from her.

Her eyes were wide in terror, and he could practically watch in her eyes as they grew darker and darker until they were pitch black.

He watched as she seemed to age, even within this place.

Where those tears and marks still bled and sat open. Where the hooks still pulled and tore her already open flesh.

And when she was the age that he knew her as, when she had that face that he had grown to love...

Her eyes were as black as the sky without stars. And they looked just as cold.

And then, the hooks vanished. The open flesh wounds heeled and scarred over.

And then she was released with a wicked, cruel grin. And a broken spirit that she believed would never heal.

When Elijah closed his eyes again, the image faded.

He opened them again, he could see your eyes connected with his own.

"Now you know." You said as you pulled your hand from his own.

You hated pity, Elijah knew that but he couldn't help but feel the pity he had for you. You had been through so much, and yet here you was.

You didn't seem as cruel as you had looked when they had finally released you. You didn't seem like you could torture and kill innocent people.

"How," Elijah started. Though he had stuttered for a moment. "How long were you there, like that?"

You closed your eyes for a moment before opening them and answering. "Up here it was two years, but down there it really was two hundred."

Elijah couldn't say anything. But the shock that you could see was enough to make you regret showing him.

You shook your head, "I shouldn't have showed you."

"No." Elijah said, taking your shoulders into his hands and holding you there. He then took his hand and held your cheek, making you look at him. "I'm glad you did."

You didn't know what to say.

"Now I know what you've been through." Elijah said. "And now I'm going to make sure nothing like that ever happens to you again, I promise."

"You never break your promises." You said, smiling at him.

Elijah smiled at you too, "I know."

"I love you." You leaned closer to him, setting your forehead on his as you kept eye contact.

Now that you've told him what happened to you, you felt like something had been lifted. Despite thinking that you shouldn't have told him only moments ago, you believe that it was the right thing now.

Especially when he still kept his forehead on your own.

"I love you too, my girl." He said.

And then he showed you just how much he loved you.

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If you have any requests for me, I'll be happy to do them. Though if it's not one of my many fandoms I don't think I'll be able to help you.

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Does anyone else ever fall for a family friend and then realize that they'll never like you back?? Cause it fucking sucks and I'm in fucking pain