Kai Parker | The Vampire Diaries | Not My Gif

Damon Salvatore | The Vampire Diaries | Not my gif | Requested

Y/N: Crap! I’m going to be late. *starts to get dressed in a hurry*

Damon: *confused* Late for what?

Y/N: *slightly smiles* To class. Since I am still human, I have to live a human life style which means going to college and getting a job.

Damon: *takes your shirt* You know you don’t have to do that. I can just compel everything for you. You don’t have to go.

Y/N: *laughs* I wish it were that easy. I like to work for what I want. Which that I really have to go now. So if you could just give me my shirt...

Damon: *smiles* Stay with me. I don’t want you to go. You can just go tomorrow. The school will still be there.

Y/N: *gets a new shirt* And then tomorrow the same thing will happen. You’ll want me to stay, I’ll say no, you’ll take my clothes, and then I’ll end up staying. I can’t miss school all the time Damon.

Damon: *pouts* But I love you.

Y/N: *leans in and kisses him quickly* I love you too. Which is why I’ll see you later, okay. Behave. *walks out the bedroom*

Damon: *scoffs* Behave. Has she met me.

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Spencer Reid and Derek Morgan | Criminal Minds | Not my gif | Requested

Spencer: *walks up to Derek* Hey , Uhh Morgan?

Derek: *turns to Spencer* Eyy, what’s up Reid?

Spencer: *hesitates* I was wondering if you could help me out with something?

Derek: *smiles* Wow, Dr. Spencer Reid needs my help? I feel honored. *laughs* What’s on your mind kid?

Spencer: *blushes* This is kind of unusual, but umm, I was wondering if you could help me out with Y/N? I-I’ve been wanting to ask her out for a while, but I’ve never really had an idea how...

Derek: *smirks* So you’ve finally decided to ask her out... Didn’t think you had it in ya *laughs* I would love to help you out, you two would be good together.

Spencer: *smiles* Thank you, Morgan. I just really like her and I have no idea on how to do it exactly.

Derek: *pats him on the back* No problem, Reid. Now let’s start with the basics, first...

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Bucky Barnes | Marvel | Not my gif | Requested

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Derek Hale and Allison Argent | Teen Wolf | Not my gif | Requested

Derek: So when were you planning on telling me?

Y/N: *sheepishly* When you found out.

Derek: *looks at Allison* Does you father know about this?

Allison: I don’t need his approval, I love her. *grabs your hand*

Derek: *Slowly shakes his head* I don’t- I don’t approve of this, but this is the first time I’ve seen you happy in a long time. I will tolerate this , but I have some conditions...

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Zach Mitchell | Jurassic World | Not my gif | Requested

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Teddy Sanders | Neighbors | Not my gif | requested

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Eric Coulter | Divergent | Not my gif | Requested

Without turning around, shoulders hunched over, you sigh, “ Well, are you just going to stand there or are you going to help me?” It’s silent until you finally hear the sound of his footsteps coming towards you. You were staring at the wall lined with some reflective metal across from you when he comes into your line of vision, taking hold of the bandages you had thrown to the floor after you finally realized you wouldn’t be able to change them without help. Both of you are silent as you lay yourself down on the cot, knowing that it would be better to put the bandages on that way.

It’s silent between you two, both of you not knowing what to say. He avoided eye contact once he finished changing your bandages, turning to throw the old wraps in the bin. Slowly, you sit up and carefully put on the loose tank top the medic had recommended you wear. Getting off the cot, you open your mouth to say something when you’re interrupted.

“What were you thinking?” Eric says, his back still turned towards you. You’re taken a back by how harsh his words sound.

Frowning, you ask, “Excuse me?” 

Eric pounds his fist onto the table, startling you as he swiftly turns towards you, his jaw clenched so hard you were afraid he might break it. “Did you really think no one would find out?! That you could keep training with an injury as bad as that and no one would notice?! How ignorant are you?! You could have died of infection if that other initiate hadn’t of taken you down and your makeshift stitches hadn’t of ripped open!!”

You could feel your body slightly shake as Eric yelled at you, you weren’t sure if it was out of fear or anger. Eric wasn’t one of the nicest leaders in Dauntless by far, you expected him to tell you that you’re out of Dauntless and are now factionless but what you didn’t expect is for him to yell at you about what you did. 

Tired of his yelling and disapproving looks, you interrupt him, “What did you expect me to do?!?! Would you have preferred me to tell the others that I was injured and couldn’t train anymore?? So that they can judge me and tell me that I should have never left Amity, so that they think I’m weak!! I joined Dauntless because I didn’t want to be seen as weak anymore, I wanted to be better and if it took me hiding an injury to stay in training, to stay and hopefully join Dauntless then I would do it all over again.”

You were out of breath by the time you finished yelling back at Eric. The shaking in your body stopped and all you could do is glare at Eric as he glared back at you. “Besides, why do you care what happens to me. After all I’m just a weak Amity who has no place being in Dauntless, right?! That’s what you told the other leaders when I first got here. It’s people like you that made me not want to say anything about me being injured, it would just give you more of a reason to kick me out.”

Tired of yelling, you make to leave the med room, deciding that being anywhere but there would be the best. Reaching towards the doorknob, a hand on your wrist stops you. Looking up, Eric is standing close to you, almost too close that if you were to take a very deep breath your chests would touch. 

Meeting Eric’s eyes, you’re surprised to see remorse and something else you couldn’t make out. He takes a deep breath and your chests brush slightly, “I never said that, I have no idea where you heard that but it never happened.” You look at him, your eyebrows raised as you don’t believe him. “And as much as I tried not too, I do care. I care a lot for you, something I never thought I would feel for someone else, especially for someone who seems to hate me. It’s because I care for you that you’re not out of Dauntless and you still have a second chance.”

Your eyes soften as you register what Eric had just said to you. Shock envelops your body, but not enough that you can still feel his hand let go of your wrist and take hold of your hand. Raising your head, you look into his eyes and you finally understand what that something else in his eyes was. He smiles slightly down at you and you feel yourself return the smile back.

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some dude got decked for looking like shia labeouf and so shia labeouf sent him the best voicemail of all time

Grant Ward | Marvel | Not my gif | Requested

Working at The Hub, there’s something odd happening each week. Whether it’s some thirteen year old boy from Queens trying to hack into the S.H.I.E.L.D. database or aliens falling from the skies, there’s always something going on that needs multiple agents to drop what their doing and put a stop to it. However, you are never one of them. 

You’re job is to oversee agents on their potentially dangerous missions and calmly stay on comms as they get the job done. Which is exactly what you were doing not even 5 minutes ago until you were hastily pulled out by your SO due to S.H.I.E.L.D Team 616 needing you. Your SO pulls you towards another set of comms across the room while he quickly debriefs you on the current mission status. 

Agent Grant Ward was in the middle of an operation when something triggered a panic attack that no one on his team can seem to stop. Agent Garrett, who was Ward’s training officer and mentor, was radio silent and Agent Coulson can’t seem to get through to Ward. All Grant could keep saying is “Where’s Y/N? Where’s Y/N?”

You’re in disbelief at first as you know exactly who and how Grant Ward is. “Ward? That one never panics. Are you sure you have the correct agent?” Turns out, the panic attack was due to remembering a mission that went south. He had you on the comms then, and hearing each other's voices kept you both going no matter how scarring the event was. Once your SO confirms that the agent is in fact Ward, you quickly take over the comms and call out to him. “Ward? Hey, Ward can you hear me?”

Shallow breathing is heard through the comms when you hear softly, “ Y/N? Y/N? Is that you?”

Smiling slightly to yourself, you respond, “It’s me, Ward. I need you to take some deep breaths for me, okay. Just listen to my voice and breathe. I’m here, Ward.”

Other communication agents have briefly stopped what they were doing to listen in but you paid them no mind as all your attention was on Ward and Ward alone. You could hear as he started to shakily take those deep breaths you had asked of him and faintly heard as he talked through the comm, “Stay with me?”

Sighing to yourself in slight relief, you get yourself comfortable on your seat as you smile, “Even if it will take all night.”

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A/N: To the person that requested this, I hope it came out as you expected it. :) Also thanks for all the detail, it’s what I hope all other requests from others are like lol.

Logan/ James Howlett | Marvel | Not my gif | Requested

Walking into the bar, he didn't expect to see someone like you. 

You were the bartender but yet you weren't. The way that you carried yourself among the drunk men and overexcited sports fans, you would think you were a part of the crowd.

You were his complete opposite, that he could see. You smiled, a lot. But it was an amazing smile. It was the kind of smile that you would do anything just to see it again and again.

And that laugh. It was the most contagious thing he had ever heard. He knew in that moment that he wanted to be the one who always made you laugh. 

Your eyes were something he knew he would always love. They held a light that he had lost long ago. There was a certain amount of innocence that he could see but there was also a hint of mischief. And that mischief made him want you more.

You reeled him in without even saying a word. 

He was fascinated.

And he was glad Charles sent him to look for you.

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