A Hanzo x Reader where some guys try to hit on the reader and Hanzo gets all jealous and protective of them? I love your blog so so much and it's inspired me to try making one of my own, so thank you! :D
Hanzo is such a beautiful man fuck me dude Honestly, I got excited for this ask cause I live for protective Hanzo hc. Thank you so much for requesting it and for liking my blog!<3 I’m so sorry this took a while to post.
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“I’m a bit surprised you
agreed to come out with me.” You sip from your cup, marveling at the cherry
blossoms Hanamura had to offer. He looks a bit taken back by the statement but
brushes it off quickly.
“And why is that?” He asks crossing his arms over his chest.
You turn to him, taking another sip of your tea. This time, however, it is loud
and more of a slurp. You giggle as you note a small twitch of irritation in his
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed but your rather reserved.” You
titter while placing the cup down.
“It was how I was raised.” He points out, fingers reaching
for his own cup. “A tough habit to grow out of really.” He looks at you as he
drinks. A loud slurp emanating over the rim of the cup. You shake your head
laughing at his silliness. The sound of
your laugh shakes his bones while a warmth fills his stomach. His smile is full
of pride. There’s some sort of gratification from being the one to make you
“You’re really something, Hanzo.”
“I shall take that as a compliment.” He tips his cup in your
direction like a toast. You laugher dies down, a comfortable silence fills the air
around you. The smell of tea and sweets sweeps through the breeze, the small
shop buzzing with business inside.
“I was speaking with Genji the other day.” You speak calmly,
eyes trained on how the flowers sway with the wind. “I wanted to learn more
He frowns, a bit insulted. Why had you not come to him? He
would have gladly told you everything there was to know. The sights, the
sounds, and everything you could imagine to question.
“He told me about this arcade place not too far from here.”
You look at him, expectantly. He knows which one you speak of immediately. It
was a place where Genji often went to waste his time instead of working on his
duties. “I wondered if you wanted to go?”
Hanzo frowns. “Why did you not ask him to take you?” There’s
more malice in his voice than he meant. He did not mean to let his jealousy
spill. He clears his throat in an attempt to mask his slip up.
You, however, seem unfazed. “Because I want to go with you.”
Suddenly, he feels a bit childish.
“Ah,” He pauses, toying with the rim of his teacup. He finds
himself at a loss for words. Rummaging his head for something say. Should he
apologize? Should he simple ignore his sudden spite of words and continue.
You look him over, his face stoic but his eyes show his
internal struggle. “Something the matter?”
Hanzo shakes his head before giving you a small smile. “No,”
He tries his will at hiding his excitement. It’s a bit hard but he manages for
his sake. “I would like that. You wish to go today?”
You nod at him with a smile.
“Very well,” He moved to stand, grabbing his jacket while
doing so. “I will go pay for our meal. Then we can head over.” He sees the way
your face lights up, a smile pulling onto his lips much more prominently.
It takes him but a moment to reach the counter and pay for
the two of you. He thanks the cashier and waiter as he exits back to meet you
outside. However, what he sees before him has his boiling. There is a group of
three men surrounding you. The leader had moved to place his arms around you as
his friends stalk you like vultures. You laugh awkwardly as they continue to
pester you with questions and comments.
He takes a deep breath to compose himself. Something within
him festers but he moves to swallows his anger. He cannot- will not- stand still as these men pester at you with hungry looks
and wandering hands. In an instant, he is at your side. The grace of his
footsteps fall silent to their ears but his presence is loud enough to demand
their attention away from you. He takes your hand in his, intertwining his
fingers with yours effortlessly.
“My dearest,” The roughness of his facial hair prickles your
skin. “Forgive for taking long. There was a line to pay.”
You’re a bit baffled by his actions. Hanzo never having been
so forward and affectionate with you even during your back and forth flirtations.
That is when the reality of the what he is doing it hits you and you decide to
“Oh Babe, don’t worry these men were keeping me company
while I waited for you.” You motion over to the men with feigned smile. “See
fellas, I told you my boyfriend would be back.”
Hanzo looks over to the men with a look of malice clear in
his eyes. They are much larger than him in stature and in height. He, of
course, does not falter. His hand grips at your hip pulling you into him protectively.
His action causes you to be pulled away from one of the man’s intrusive arm and
into Hanzo’s embrace.
“Hah, this is your boyfriend?” One of the men pipes in,
looking Hanzo over rather unimpressed. Hanzo simply smiles. It is not gentle
nor sweet. It is not a smile he gives you when you joke and play around. It is full
of impatience and irritation as they all laugh at him.
“You find that funny?” Hanzo raises a brow, and the man
stops to stare at him. The stranger scoffs. He moves closer to the two of you.
Hanzo eyes him carefully, instinctively moving to unravel the hand on your hip.
He brings it in front of you, gently herding you to stand behind him and away
from the approaching offender.
“And if I do?” He asks while straightening his stance. You
almost laugh as the leader of the three men tries to make himself more
intimidating. His buddies do little but look a bit lost. “What are you going to
do about it?”
“Hanzo,” You place a hand on his shoulder as you notice a
crowd begin to form. “Let’s just go.”
He looks over his shoulder at as you shoot him a pleading
glance. A wave of wretch and regret flushing him as he sees the emotion on your
face. Has he taken this too far?
He nods, not sparing glance at the man before him as he
turns to walk away. “You really going to leave with this guy, baby?” The man
calls after you. “Come on now, I can show you a much better time.” For the
second time, the man reaches out to grab at you.
In an instant, Hanzo has him bent over backwards. The
strangers offending arm held at an odd and uncomfortable angle as he cries out
in pain. Hanzo leans in, looming over him with a dangerous aura. Though, the
crowd of people watching are a bit scared at the action, you can’t help but
notice how striking his features are.
He looks handsome as is, even gorgeous when he smiles.
However, now as his face is hardened, eyes trained with danger, something about
it fills the pit of your stomach with excitement.
Damn, he really is
“Leave us.” He pushes the man in front of him before letting
go of his arm. His friends jerk a few steps back trying to avoid being toppled.
The two accomplices go to assist their leader regain himself while nursing his
strained arm. He glares a them once last time before taking your hand in his
once more. “Come, let us go.”
You’re a bit shocked at the display that just occurred
before you. You follow not too far behind him as he guides you through the
crowds with ease.
“Hanzo.” You call to him, but he makes no notion to stop.
He’s walking much faster than you can keep up with. “Hanzo!”
The way he suddenly stops has you almost colliding into him.
You’re a bit out of breath by how fast he had been pulling
him along but give him a reassuring smile. His face looks a bit heartbroken by
the gesture and before you know it he pulls you along once more. It’s not long before
you’re in an alley between what looks like a ramen shop and an apartment
complex. The light of a vending machine illuminating the small space as the sun
begins to set. He pulls you to stand in front of him, his hand never leaving
yours as he begins to speak.
“Forgive me.” He starts, you cannot hear it but his heart
beats rapidly in his chest. “I could not control myself. The way those men looked at you, with such lingering
eyes.” He huffs, not realizing he is fuming. The light of his tattoo glowing while
he speaks. “He even grabbed at you! I should have done more than just twist his
arm. I should have broken it.”
You watch as he seethes to himself, his eyes everywhere but
you. Your hand is still in his as you raise it to lightly place a kiss on his
knuckles. Immediately, he stops. A blush forms on his cheeks as he finally
turns his attention to you very suddenly.
“Thank you, Hanzo.” You smile sweetly at him, his face warms
even more by the sight of it. “Come on, let’s go to the arcade.” You lead him out
of the alley, before motioning him to continue the rest of the way. He does so
silently. You walk a good block or so, still hand in hand, before you speak up
“Jealousy looks good on you, by the way. Your face does this thing that’s kinda attractive.” He scowls, you almost break into laughter when
you notice how it’s more of a pout.
“I was not jealous.” He quips back as you swing his and your
hand back and forth as you both walk together.
You giggle, his face flushing red at the compliment. “If you
Summary: Being a wedding planner is all fun and games until suddenly you’re saved from an accident by the man of your dreams–later discovering that he happens to be your latest client’s fiancé.
Word Count: 2,211. (yikes long part)
A/N: Honestly this gif just breaks my heart, but it’s basically the mood for the whole part. Shit is starting to go downhill now in the series. As always, please feel free to leave me comments or asks to let me know what you thought!
*Special Thank You to @spidweeb for proof reading/editing this part out for me! You the real one, fam.
so, funny story.... I started playing Mystic Messenger... Ended up on Zen's route.... and now I find I cant move on to a new play through?!?!? Like, I want to?!?!? But Ive become too loyal to him to move on?!?! How?!?!
“Argh! Why are you so adorable? I swear if you get any cuter I don’t think I could control myself and…ahem! Jagiya, it doesn’t matter which route you choose in life, you’ll always have me in your heart and I’ll have you in mine. You probably won’t find anyone as perfect and beautiful as me, but I’m the lucky one for having you in my life even if it was for a short while. Here’s a selfie just for you!”
Please excuse RFA Host Zen. Now for the serious reply! First and foremost: OMIGOSH I TOTALLY UNDERSTAND HOW YOU FEEL!!! Zen was my first route too but dont tell him that we dont need the increased narcissism
There is really no easy way to get over ‘first route blues’ and that feeling of betraying your love v__v Perhaps you could try not playing for a few days or so? OR you could change your in-game name? (i did this). That way you trick your feelings and conscience into thinking that you’re a different person for this route, and the other person is still with the character whose route you completed~ :D I’m not gonna lie its still hard not to get their hearts in chats T__T What also made me feel better is replaying my fav characters route after completing all the rest~ I do hope you feel better! All mm fans know this feeling so you’re not alone! Feel free to chat with Zen here anytime you want!
Skam is like a great book. You read it through so fast and you get sucked into the world and the lives of the characters. You get obsessed with it! And suddenly you’re at the end and you’re forced to close the book. Then you get this empty feeling because the same story won’t continue and there are still questions you want to get an answer to or want to read about some of the moments that have not been written about. You just want more, but you have to wait. And then you start thinking about how you wish you could go back to the time when you hadn’t even heard about it, but someone recommends it to you. And you want to know more. You want to go back to the beginning when you read the first sentence and know instantly that you’re hooked. You want to experience the story again for the first, even though you know you can’t do that.
But you wish you could.
Prompt: Can I have a oneshot about my bae Jasper Hale ❤ With like his human mate. And have the Major ends up coming through when someone breaks into their mates house. Please? ❤ (requested)
Word Count: 786
A/N: I’m sorry if this is kind of shitty, I’m not feeling my best (I’m sick af) and I squished my brain trying to think of something good, but I tried! I still hope you like it <3 @rosequeensiera also, I’M EXTREMELY SORRY FOR BEING SO LATEEE, I’ve wrote this days ago but I couldn’t find the doc and I wasn’t feeling good to write it again! sorry babe :(
I stirred in my sleep when I heard a sound downstairs, at first I thought that it was just the wind knocking at my windows but when I heard the sound of a chair moving I knew I wasn’t alone. I sat up straight on my bed and cursed under my breath when I remembered that Jasper wasn’t at my side taking care of me, he was in his house.
I moved trying to move quietly on my bed reaching for my cellphone that was sitting on my nightstand; I grabbed it and unblocked it as fast as I could, my fingers were trembling as I dialed Jasper’s number, I put the phone to my ear and heard the dial but in a second Jasper’s voice came through it.
“(Y/N)? What’s wrong, baby?” he said with a worried tone in his voice.
“Jasper, I think someone broke into my house” I whispered back.
Jasper’s POV (third person)
The moment he picked up the phone he knew something was wrong; it was odd that (Y/N) was calling him at almost 1:30 a.m.
“(Y/N)? What’s wrong, baby?” he was beyond worried especially when he could hear her unsteady breathing.
“Jasper, I think someone broke into my house” she whispered and something clicked inside of him, he no longer felt like himself, fury was running through his body.
“Don’t move, (Y/N), don’t even make a sound, I’ll be there in a minute” his voice came out darker than his usually calm one, he knew he wasn’t himself anymore, he was The Major, and he was going to make pay whoever had the audacity to break into (Y/N)’s house.
In a second he throws the phone onto the floor calling Edward’s attention, who was standing next to him reading all of the disturbing thoughts that were displaying on Jasper’s mind.
“I’ll go with you” he stated and Jasper simply nodded before he started running outside of his house into the forest with Edward following closely behind. In a matter of seconds he found himself on the front door of (Y/N)’s house, he quickly felt the scent of another person inside, growling he made his way to the front door and pushed it, silence surrounded him and Edward; he moved around the house but he wasn’t able to hear or see anything, the only thing that stood out where her belongings were trashed around, the cabinets and drawers were all opened, everything was a mess; anger went through his body like a powerful wave; he turned around to see Edward but he was already looking at him.
“I can’t hear anyone, I think whoever was here left already” he turned again and made his way upstairs to her room, from behind the door he could already hear the faint sound of crying so he pushed the door quickly.
I knew someone was in my house, the sound of things being broken filled my ears and the only thing I managed to do was to hide under my bed wondering when the hell Jasper was going to come. Surpassingly the sounds faded rather quickly, I moved slowly from under my bed and sat in my bed, tears started flooding from my eyes letting all the stress out.
Suddenly my door opened and Jasper was on the other side looking intensely at me, his eyes were a little bit darker than normal and his features hardener once he saw me. I looked behind him where Edward was, looking at me with concern in his eyes.
Jasper started pacing around my room with his fist clenched and murmuring something under his breath, I could feel myself getting more anxious and it seemed that Jasper wasn’t able to notice that because he continued moving around.
Edward made his way quickly to my side and hugged me which made me relax a little more.
“Jasper is not himself right now” he whispered into my ear but we both looked at Jasper when we heard his voice.
“Let her go, Edward and move” his voice sounded harsh and his face showed no emotion whatsoever, Edward moves quickly, not before sending me a warning look; he got out of the room and disappeared.
Jasper made his way to my bed and sat down pulling me into his arms in a swift motion, I was starting to feel more relaxed but I knew that he was doing that and before I could even control myself the tears started flooding again and he tightened his grip on me.
“Hush baby, I’m here now, no one can harm you” his voice sounded more like himself and I let myself relax even more now that I knew he was back.
is it me or is it kinda disrespectful to cosplay at a cherry blossom festival like wearing a kimono is one thing bc thats traditional/encouraged but acting like its an anime convention and not a celebration of japanese culture is another i guess i can understand bc anime is a very small part of jpn culture but theres also always ppl dressed up as like marvel or some other fandom bs and its like wtf r u doing this isnt comic con
After getting not exactly nice anon messages about what I’ve written (and I’m the first to admit it’s not great), I haven’t exactly felt like writing, and I feel like i should apologise that I have. I don’t exactlyhave great self-confidence anyway, so I’m sorry for being a loser.
This isn’t exactly brilliant, AND it’s too long, so I’m sorry. But here it is anyway.
And thank you people who’ve sent me nice messages, I’m going to try and reply to them all tonight, or as many as I can xxx
Waking up with a hangover is never fun. Waking up with a hangover on the couch, the
morning sun burning your eyes, is less fun. Waking up hungover on a couch to
the sound of the cat licking leftover takeaway from a plate, really not fun at
all. But waking up, hungover, sun in
your eyes, neck stiff, to the memory that the person you’ve fallen for is
marrying someone else – someone they don’t love – and that there’s nothing you
can do about it? That’s the worst.
Never trust a man who puts his hands on you in anger, even if it’s not hitting. Please leave the first time he touches you in a way that scares you. You’re not overreacting. It’s not your fault and it’s not your mental illness. If he uses force to control your body, leave. I could have saved myself so much pain if I had just left after the first time he grabbed me and tried to prevent me from running away.
Anonymous said:can you pleaseplease please do a sequel to “used and tortured” where y/n finally grasps the courage to tell J who did it and he tortures him and gets revenge? its probably really lane but i just love it sm
NOTE: The bad character/kidnapper in this imagine is just someone I made up.
I was all alone again. She wasn’t here by my side. Half of our bed was cold. Y/N was just gone.
Our penthouse seemed colder without her here. So I was outside as much as possible. ‘’Y/N!’’ I yelled loudly, feeling a mix of emotions running through my veins. Feelings I hated. Anger, misery, pure rage and confusion. It was dark. So dark that I couldn’t see. I only felt things. Now I was cold. ‘’Y/N!’’ I tried again, but my only answer was my own echo.
Suddenly I felt tired, really tired. A light came out of nowhere, beaming on the ground in front of me. I saw a lifeless body. It was Y/N. ‘’No’’ I growled and stepped closer. My legs were heavier as I got near the body. She was naked, full of bruises and bleeding wounds. Then I saw her eyes, dull like a doll’s eyes. She looked dead.
I collapsed on my knees next to her and let her blood soak my clothes. ‘’Who did this to you?!’’ I shrieked out loudly, feeling a stinging pain in my body. I wasn’t an expert on naming these sad feelings. ‘’Speak to me’’ I demanded, but she didn’t. I put my hand on her face and I held my breath in agony. Instead of seeing her normally, her face fell apart in my hands. My eyes widened and I let go immediately. What the hell?
‘’J! Snap out of it!’’ Her lifeless body told me. I stood up and looked at her in confusion. ‘’You’re..’’ I tried to speak, but then my mouth felt like it was glued shut. ‘’Wake up’’ She told me again. Suddenly my vision blurred until I saw nothing but darkness. I opened my eyes and now I was in a safer place, our bedroom.
Y/N was right in front of me and she seemed worried. Her hand was on my cheek and her body was close to mine, under the same warm blanket. We were home. Right, we found her. She’s safe now. ‘’Was it a nightmare?’’ She broke the silence, bringing me back to reality. God it felt good to see her there instead of waking up alone with an awful unsure feeling.
Y/N was the only one who could make the voices in my head go away.
‘’Something like that’’ I sighed, not wanting to admit it to her. Then I pulled her body closer so I could be as close to her as I could without hurting her. She scented like her favourite shampoo because we took a real long bath before going to bed. Then I recognized gunpowder and my cologne. It killed me to think that I didn’t take care of her better. I was so stuck with my criminal job that I totally ignored Y/N and she got kidnapped. Damn I’d tear those men limb by limb the second I could. They’d regret hurting my queen. I repeat my queen.
‘’J’’ She whispered quietly, making me look into her pretty E/C eyes. It relieved me to see that glimpse of life in them. ‘’Yes?’’ I purred tiredly then gently running my fingers across her bare arm. ‘’I remember what they called the boss’’ She admitted, kinda surprising me because I didn’t expect to hear that in the middle of the night. Bloodthirst and anger ignited in my heart as I remembered.
‘’Tell me’’ I demanded seriously, ready to get up and get those motherfuckers now. ‘’Cosmo’’ She whispered to me. First it didn’t ring any bells, but when she continued, I saw his ugly face in my mind. ‘’He had a jacket with ‘newblood’ written on it. Then he had red hair and yellow contact lenses’’ Y/N continued with a fragile voice. The girl who was usually so happy and crazy was now so small and broken. It made me so angry. So fucking full of hatred.
‘’Cosmo’’ I growled and then sat up in bed. Cosmo was a stupid wannabe gangster. He came to Gotham a while ago with his little squad and they made ‘newblood’. They wanted to get rid of the biggies like me so they could take over Gotham.I should have guessed! ‘’I’m going to kill him’’ I promised Y/N and got up. I was ready to leave now.
‘’J’’ She said my name a little louder. I groaned and turned to look at her. She was covering her almost naked body with the purple blanket. I tried my best to stay as calm as I could, but it was hard. Most people knew that I had trouble controlling myself. ‘’Where are you going?’’ Y/N asked me. I looked away from her and grabbed my black jeans from the end of the bed. ‘’I’m going for a ride baby. Don’t worry I’ll be back soon with a surprise’’ I promised her, but I sounded a little wicked. I could already picture how I’d torture that sad pathetic piece of shit in my mind.
‘’I don’t want to be alone’’ She told me and looked away, almost like she was ashamed. It made me stop doing what I was doing. Y/N was really sad, like so sad that it was hard to understand. I didn’t know what to do. ‘’You’re safe here you know that’’ I tried to reassure her. Suddenly she faced me with glistening eyes. ‘’I’m coming with you’’ She let me know. ‘’You sure you want to?’’ I cleared my throat and then crawled back in bed. I put my hands on her face and looked deep in her eyes. I could tell that she was scared, yet she nodded.
‘’Let’s go kick his ass’’ She tried to smile. Although she had gone through that, she still had to spark of cruelty in her soul. ‘’That’s my girl’’ I smiled back, happy that she wanted to come. Damn Cosmo would be sorry and so would his men.
Frost had been nice enough to gather my best henchmen and we were now at the hideout for the ‘newbloods’. It was a stupid of building at the west side of the city close to the old factories. We were going there with seven black cars with me, Y/N, Frost and four more men in the lead. I was dressed in my black pants, my maroon button up shirt and my silver jacket. Then I had the perfect torture plan in my head, driven my anger and the hunger for revenge.
Frost parked the car near the doors and I hurried outside. Y/N and I were surrounded by my goons as we all got ready. I bet Cosmo noticed us already and he was behind a window wetting his pants. ‘’Knock knock!’’ I yelled loudly, loading my gun that I would use to hurt him, not kill him. Oh no shooting him would be too kind. He’d be tortured so bad he’d wish he was never born.
‘’It’s polite to open the door since we don’t want to barge in’’ I yelled again, but the truth was that I was more than happy to explode the door and the wall around it. Nothing came back. So I looked at a goon dressed in a batman suit and I gave him a nod. You see fake batsy had a rocket launcher. Everyone stepped back to a safe distance and then we watched. A few seconds later he launched the deadly gun and a loud explosion ruined the door completely. I giggled happily as I saw fire and a few of Cosmo’s goons burning on the ground.
‘’Let’s get him boys!’’ I declared loudly and then most of us hurried inside. I grabbed Y/N’s hand because I wouldn’t dare to lose sight of her. She grabbed my hand a little tighter and then we went inside as well. Oh no one, I mean no one would get away with disrespecting my queen. The only person I actually cared about besides myself. Cosmo Cosmo, such a shame he was so dumb.
My goons did the job for us, making it easy to find Cosmo. They shot every single man under Cosmo’s command. Soon he’d just give himself to us. The place smelled like drugs, dirt and blood. Gunshots echoed through the dark building as men fell down dead. Y/N and I could just walk though smoothly. I kept glancing at her tho, because I was worried. She looked a little nervous, but she wanted this.
‘’Cosmo!’’ I called out for him. We all stopped on the second floor with loads of guns, dead bodies, cameras, dirty beds and locked doors. I saw cocaine bags and it smelled like it too. As the gunshots calmed down I heard women’s cries. Not that I was a saviour or anything but I couldn’t help but to think of Y/N. Just two days ago she was here, behind those doors. It made my anger ten times worse. ‘’Let them out for fuck’s sake. He can’t keep anything’’ I spat harshly to some of my goons. They nodded and walked to the doors. Then I looked around angrily, scanning everything I could.
Then I saw a door just a little better than the others. I knew that the rat was hiding there. So I walked over and shot the lock a few times. ‘’Come out come out’’ I growled and kicked the door open. My goons ran inside first, but I followed closely. There was was, trying to get out the window.Oh hell no. I ran over, letting go of Y/N’s hand at the same time. Then I grabbed Cosmo’s black leather jacket and pulled him inside and smashed him on the floor. He landed on his back and yelled like a little girl.
Now that I saw him like this I felt like I could kill him right here and now. He was so dirty, full of sin. He hurt my girl. He touched her! I couldn’t even say anything until mu anger got the best of me. I started punching his ugly face. I wanted to smash his skull into a billion pieces. He coughed out blood after a few punches, but I kept going. ‘’How does it feel like? Huh?’’ I hissed and grabbed his jaw tightly, making him look up to me. My breathing got heavy and I felt like a wild animal. Cosmo was panting , but he didn’t reply.
Then I punched his nose so hard that I could hear and feel it breaking under my touch. ‘’You have no idea what I’m going to do to you’’ I laughed darkly. After beating his face until he bled a lot, I cupped his cheeks. ‘’We’ll have a good time, right?’’ I snickered, wiping away some blood from his face. Cosmo tried to speak, but I covered his mouth and nose, not letting him breathe.
‘’I’d love to kill you right now, but I have better plans’’ I pouted, speaking slowly.Cosmo tried to hit me so he could breathe, but I slapped him. It was really hard not to kill him on the spot, but I knew it would be too easy for him. So I got up and let my henchmen take him to the torture room back home. I turned to look at Y/N. I couldn’t tell if she was happy or disgusted perhaps scared.
‘’You’re bleeding’’ She told me. Then she walked over and grabbed my hand, showing me my knuckles. She was right. ‘’It’s worth it’’ I shrugged and then took a deep breath. Y/N kissed my hand gently and then hugged me. It took me back a little bit, but I didn’t mind. It took me a few seconds to hug her back, even tho I didn’t tend to show affection on heists. This one just happened to be different.
‘’Thank you’’ She whispered gratefully. I just nodded and ran my fingers through her soft hair. I’d do anything for this girl, but I didn’t know how to say it out loud. Even tho I was bad at showing my feelings, she could tell. She didn’t need normal love, because she could read the little signs. ‘’Now let’s go home. I’m sure you want to get your sweet revenge’’
A/N: Haaaaa I actually think that..this has to continue in part 3 :)
• Fifth year Remus and Sirius walking down the corridor with Sirius casually shooting hot sparks at people’s feet as they walk past and Remus’ nose in an Arithmancy book, pretending not to notice. Just a normal day really.
• Until Barty Crouch Jr and a group of Slytherins come crashing through the corridor, stopping just meters in front of the two Marauders, Sirius instinctively reaches for Remus’ hand, but Remus hasn’t noticed any sign of trouble [because he’s the most spatially unaware person you’ll ever meet] So instead Sirius takes a step forward and plants his usual smile on his face.
• Barty Crouch grinning at the reaction and saying ‘Whats up then queer boys’
• Sirius almost losing the little shit he had and pulling his wand out on all of them in a fight me and I’ll kill you with one spell manner. Remus remaining annoyingly oblivious, now more so that he won’t have to put his boyfriend into detention for hexing 4 Slytherins in front of a prefect.
• Crouch just loving this and laughing with his friends and pulling his wand out in response, fully intending to fight the shunned Black.
‘Crouch you don’t put that wand away and I swear I will ruin you and your pretty little gang over there’
‘Oh yeah Black? All by yourself? Nah, I think you’re going to find it’s your and your boyfriend who will be going to the hospital wing all messed up.’
• By this point Remus is like oh fuck OK time to put the book away Sirius is about to get himself expelled again lets calm him down.
• But Barty Crouch isn’t done and wants to push Sirius even further.
‘You know Black, I’ve been wondering, how do you manage to fuck everything up? I mean first you get sorted into Gryffindor, then you get rejected by your family, you turn gay for some messed up chronically ill creep, and with a temper like yours? You’re honestly the most screwed up person I’ve ever met.’
‘YOU FILTHY PIECE OF SHIT WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY TO HIM I WILL SLIT YOUR THROAT RIGHT HERE AND NO-’
• Remus Lupin,who has the cool, calm and collected act perfected, grabbing Barty Crouch Junior by the neck of his robes, pushing him up against the wall and jabbing his wand right into his neck.
• Everyone watching being so shocked that nothing happens for a good 3 seconds.
• The remaining 3 Slytherins then pulling out their wands at the exact moment Sirius shouts expelliarmus whilst simultaneously grabbing Remus around the waist and dragging him into the nearest secret passageway and into another corridor, where he pulls Remus into the nearest empty classroom.
• An adrenaline filled Remus shouting at Sirius ‘Get off me you prick I had him!’
‘No you didn’t Remus you were about to kill the guy.’
‘So he fucking deserved it after what he said about you’
• Remus being so angry he almost takes a swing at Sirius out of frustration, before Sirius grabs both his arms and pins then to his sides.
• ‘Moony, calm down. Please.’
• Remus looking into those grey eyes, and feeling all the blood draining out of his face as realisation of what he almost did in front of a corridor of people dawns on him.
‘Oh my God’
• Remus sits on a table for stability, his head falling into his hand as he gasps for breath, he is now shaking violently.
‘Oh my God, whats wrong with me… I don’t understand… what did I do.’
• Sirius kneeling down in front of Remus and resting his hand lightly on his boyfriends, stroking his arm and smiling soothingly up at him.
‘Nothing I wouldn’t have done Moony, its OK, you just lost it for a moment.’
• Remus squirming. ‘No Sirius you don’t understand, I went crazy.. I.. I let the monster out, i could have hurt him, I couldn’t control myself. Everyone is going to hate me, Dumbledore won’t want me here anymore.’
• Remus don’t be stupid, it’s OK’
• ‘ITS NOT OKAY- I can’t be like that, ever. Not when I’m human. Its not okay. People will think I’m even crazier.’
• Sirius laughing and moving to sit by Remus.
‘No crazier than me Moons, don’t you worry.’
• Sirius kissing Remus’ forehead.
‘Plus, to me, you’re perfect, both you and the monster, so don’t you ever worry about what other people think, because I’ve got you, I’ll always be here by your side Remus John Lupin don’t you go forgetting that.’
• Remus looking up at Sirius, significantly calmer, and smiling before resting his head on Sirius’ shoulder.
• Then the door opens and McGonagall is standing in the doorway, a stern look on her face as she surveys the boys in front of her.
• Remus’ face is flushed and he still has a few tears on his cheeks, he isn’t shaking anymore but his fists are clenched.
• Sirius looks calmly back at McGoangall and stands up, staring her straight in the eye and matching her serious expression.
• This was one of the moments that McGonagall felt the deepest affection for her member of the Black family, she knew that after what Remus just did, his punishment would be him being removed from being a prefect, but she also knew exactly what Sirius was about to say to her, so she cut to the chase.
‘Mr Black is it true you just assaulted and threatened a younger student?’
• Sirius didn’t even falter. ‘Yes Professor.’
‘What? Sirius no I-’
‘Right then Mr Black, come with me.’ and McGonagall walked out.
• Sirius squeezed Remus hand before walking out of the room after her.
Story time: Welcome inside the mind of someone with an Eating Disorder
So anyone struggling with any type of eating disorder knows how difficult it can be. Your mind is telling you to do things that you KNOW you wouldn’t normally do or that it’s not who you really are but somehow your stubborn brain keeps telling you to continue the harmful and emotionally draining actions.
For me, binge eating is an extreme struggle. It always occurs in the evening so I actually dread the evenings; some nights I cry due to the fact that I’m afraid of the time of day.
After huge binges I’ve contemplated on not wanting to eat anymore and I’ve tried to make myself puke but never could because I was fighting myself. You want to control it but can’t, and you know exactly what’s going on but continue to stuff yourself and hating yourself because you’re so uncomfortably full it hurts but keep eating anyway.
So I currently sit here with this kit kat starring at me and I want it but I KNOW I’m already self conscious about my tummy area and sugar is no help for that. I know everything there is to know about proper eating and nutrients the question is why do I sabotage myself??? My mind is flustered.
a/n: also i was in the shower jamming to a song so i mean I’m killing two birds w/ one stone :)
I sat on the couch, giggling with the rest of the boys to a dumb game of truth or dare. “So Y/N, truth or dare?” Calum chuckled, taking a sip of his third beer. “Truth.” I squeaked. “Have you ever given a lap dance to anyone?” He asked me. “Uhh, no I have not..” I said, looking down. They all stared at me like it was a lie, but it wasn’t.
“Okay, so you’re telling me, our princess of a girl, has never even given a lap dance to anyone?” Ashton said, resting his chin on his fingers. I nodded my head, sipping my water as they all looked at me. “Is it a big deal? I mean I’m not the type to tease.” I said, smiling a little. Luke scoffed, “I highly doubt that princess.” I was taken back a little, “You calling me on my bluff, daddy?”
They all shifted, looking at each other like they were reading each others minds. “Alright, since you think you are not a tease, prove it.” They challenged. “Fine, I will.” I stood up, determined to prove them wrong. “Do you have a song request?” Michael asked, connecting his phone to the speaker. “You know what it is.” I winked.
Each of the boys sat on the couch while I got “prepared.” I quickly rid of my shirt and shorts, leaving me in my matching lace set. The music started playing and I straddled Luke’s lap, first. My hips rolled into his as he grasped my waist. I ran my hands down his chest and thighs, without touch his growing bulge. I could hear the three other boys groan as my body moved against Luke’s. I licked up his neck, whispering in his ear.
I moved to the next boy, Calum who looked like he was aching for some attention. My backside was to his front as my bum grazed his clothed cock. I turned around, biting my lip looking him in the eyes, something that I know will get him weak. I grabbed his shirt, twisting it in my hands as my tongue ran along his bottom mouth, but quickly pulled back when he tried to grab my face.
When I got to Ashton looked like he was ready to pounce. “You still think I’m a tease, daddy.” I giggled, running my hands on his exposed collar bones. I kissed down his neck, biting every now and then. Ashton’s hands squeezed my hips, making me jolt. “Princess, you were always a tease we were just testing you.” He chuckled. I rolled my eyes, lightly hitting his chest.
Now Michael, had lust filled in his eyes, wanting only me. “Fuck, I knew you were a tease when you started with Luke. I’m not dealing with this.” He picked me up by my hips, laying me on the black futon. “God, such a fucking tease, I think she deserves a punishment.” Calum smirks. I turn, my bum exposed to them. “Good girl.” he commented. “Now guys, shall we go for 5 each?” he asked the other.
Two hands grabbed my panties and pulling them down to my knees. Seconds later, a slap, harsher than the first one came down on my left cheek and I cried out, my eyes shutting down as I took in the pain. “Will you count for me princess?” Ashton asked, so I knew who was doing it.
“One” I simply said, waiting for the next four. His hand came down alternatively on my right and left cheek, spreading the pain all over my ass. After l took in the 5 slaps, the weight shifted and a hand massaged my bum for a while before coming down on me again. It was Michael’s turn and I was trying my best not to scream.
It was then Luke’s turn and as he started to spank me, I let out a loud scream, not being able to hold it back anymore, it was just too much. “No one can hear you princess, it’s just us.” He teased before giving me 4 other harsh slaps. “Calum, I can’t it’s too much.” I begged. His finger ran over my slit, making me shutter. “Your body says otherwise baby girl.” He says before slapping my ass again. “And that was for the wrong name.” He chuckled.
I whined, looking over my shoulder, only to get my hair grabbed and turned back around. “You know the rules,” Michael growled. I was flipped around, exposed to the boys while they looked me up and down. I bite on my finger, lightly sucking on it looking right into Luke’s eyes, but it was soon ripped out of my mouth. “You’re just asking for it princess, aren’t you.” Ashton mocked.
“Daddy, let me have a taste. I’ve been such a good girl, please.” I batted my eyes. Luke shook his head, “You think you should get a taste, when you just teased the fuck out of us, princess?” I sat on my knees, placing my palms on my thighs, like how they taught me, and pouted. “Fuck, I can’t. I’ll let her have a taste.” Calum moaned.
I smiled to myself, having them wrapped around my finger, they always caved in. I let my hands work on his belt buckle while I licked my lips, begging for a taste. Calum’s sweats were finally off his cock imprinted on his boxers aching to burst. My tongue ran on his shaft, slowly taking in his tip. They always told me to never rush, so I took my sweet time. Focusing on pleasuring him, being his good girl.
“Fuck, you’re so good at this princess.” He moaned, his hands tangling in my hair. I looked up at him through my lashes, taking him all the way and holding it. I let his tip drag down my bottom lip, as my hands worked him up. “Okay, enough.” Luke growled pulling me back. I pouted at him, “But, daddy I’m just being a good girl, like you always ask for.”
I lay back, my hands up. “She does know what to do,” Michael sighs, “I think she deserves an award.” They turn and look at me, “Would you like that princess?” Ashton asks. “Yes please, daddy.” I respond. His knees are on both sides of my thighs, his hands creeping up to my core. Ashton leaves kisses down my neck, all the way to the valley of my breasts. A small moan escapes my lips when he presses a finger against my clothed clit.
He rubs in small circles, building up my breath only to let it go again. “Mmm, the only reward you’ll get is my cock inside that sweet pussy of yours.” He growls. I whine pushing my hips towards his hand only to get them pushed down on the couch. “Come on princess, you can beg better than that.” Ashton says. “Please daddy, you know I’ve been a good girl, please I deserve a reward, I’ll do anything you want.” I begged.
Luke smirked at me, coming closer. “You want a reward? Well, you’ve got one now baby girl.” He whispered while kissing my neck. Luke took his time, trailing his down my body, feeling every inch of it. “Daddy,” I said, sounding a little demanding. “Watch your tone, you know where that gets you.” He darted his eyes at me. His fingers hooked the inside of my panties, slowly inching them down my leg.
I was now more exposed than I already of, and I was loving every minute of it. Luke’s thumb toyed with my clit while he inserted a finger into me. One became two, which became three and I was shaking under Luke’s touch. He started sucking and nipping at my neck, leaving clear evidence of the night. A high pitched moan left my mouth as I became closer and closer to my edge again. Luke curled his fingers, pushing me into my first orgasm just by tapping at my g-spot.
My teeth sunk into my bottom lip as my legs threatened to close, my back arching and sweat trails left on my forehead. “Fuck, please daddy.” Everything about each of the boys was anything but vanilla. It was far from it, and it was exhilarating. “You wanna be good for daddy and cum all over my fingers, huh?” Luke pushes. I nodded, a mewl escaping from my lips.
Most of the time it was Luke who had the master mind of fingering, as well as Ashton, but something about Luke made me weak. “Come on baby girl, we all know you’re close.” Calum says, coming up and kneading my breasts. “Mmm, daddy. Can I cum?” I asked. “Go ahead, princess.” Once I got permission, an intense wave of pleasure ran through my bones. My legs squirmed as my nails dug into the leather leaving half moons everywhere.
Long whimpers fell from my lips, as stars clouded my vision. Deep breaths came from my chest as I slowly opened my eyes. “Such a good girl, our good girl.” Ashton grabbed my hips pulling me right on his tongue. I struggled, being so sensitive. “Daddy, ‘m too sensitive.” I moaned. Ashton’s scruff tickled the insides of my thighs as his tongue was flat, cleaning me.
“No no no no, please daddy I can’t.” I begged, but I didn’t want him too. The pit of my stomach was on fire while my toes curling turning white. “You want me to stop, huh? Hm, cute.” Ashton chuckled. My second orgasm hit me harder, with long moans and whines coming from my lips. “God you taste so good.” Ashton worshiped.
Sweat trailed down my forehead as I tried to catch my breath. “You’re not done yet, princess. We still have a while to go.” Michael said. He grabbed my legs, pulling me down again. His tip ran against my folds making goosebumps rise on my skin. Slowly, he pushed into me, building up the anticipation. Finally, he began to thrust in and out of me.
Shaky moans came out of me as Michael’s grip tightened on my waist. “Daddy, please.” I moaned. “Already princess? You’re already begging..” He chuckled. My nails dragged down his back. “Daddy, I wanna cum, please let me.” I whimpered. “Cum for daddy, kitten.” He whispered while kissing my neck. Soon after I could feel myself losing control and I released around him. He unsystematically rode out my high before pulling out of me, catching his breath.
My body felt weak, I couldn’t open my eyes. “Okay baby girl,” Calum started, “you now missionary isn’t my favorite, ass up head down.” He demanded. My body was numb as I tried my best to keep my backside up instead of plopping down. My backside faced him as my toes started to tingle. The tips of Calum’s fingers ran along my back making me shiver. “You awake enough, princess?” He asked. “Yes, daddy.” I answered. “Good,” he chuckled.
He thrusted harshly inside me with a groan as I moaned out loud. After giving me a moment to adjust, he set a fast pace, fucking into me as hard as he could. Little noises slipped from my lips, gradually growing louder as I neared closer to my release. “Daddy!” I yelled out “I-I need to cum!” His thumb came down to circle my clit, his thrusts loosing their smooth finese as pleasure consumed him. “Go ahead, princess. Cum for daddy.” I detonated around him with a scream, milking Calum for all that he was worth. Calum covered my lips with his as he came hard inside me with a raspy, “Fuck, princess!”
I felt my body go numb at this point, feeling no energy to keep going. “You tired, princess?” Michael asked. “Yes, daddy.” I yawned. “Alright princess, we’ll let you rest now,” Ashton said, picking me up bridal style. I was set down in the bed, covering my body with blankets as my eyes shut.
Timeless AU || Garcia Flynn was the person who pulled Lucy Preston out of the river when her car spun out.
“…When I was a sophomore in college, I was ready to abandon the whole history thing. I was driving to my mom’s house to tell her that I was dropping out of school to join a band, and I’m going over the whole speech in my mind, don’t notice the oil slick on the road, spin out right into the river. The car started filling up with water so fast. The car shut down, the doors wouldn’t open, and I’m thinking, ‘This is it.’ Someone happened by and pulled me out. But, ever since then, I have always put myself in situations that I could control.”
Hi there, so I’ve put a lot of work into this and … okay, I know that it probable won’t be as good as some of the other things people make for @starcoweek3 but I had to post it after putting so much work into it. Little heads up, it’s over 10,000 words. And lastly, I, once again, am dedicating my shorts for this shipping week so I will dedicate this one to none other than @rakhall for having an amazing Mewberty AU. Now onto the story.
Request: Young Charles Xavier being
seduced by a fellow mutant teacher and years later still being happy together?
Pretty please - you’re awesome!
You had been a mutant since you were a child, and when you
heard of a telepath was going around searching for mutants to join his school,
you decided to go check it out to get a spot as a teacher. Charles was
surprised to find someone so willing but let you join.
Charles had an odd feeling about you the second you walked through
those doors, so he watched you closely. He watched how kind you were with the
children, and how they respected you. He saw how you carried yourself with
confidence and dignity, something a lot of mutants struggled with. He saw how
your clothes complimented your body and how you treated each person uniquely to
make them feel special and worthy.
Y’all, this is NOT SAFE FOR WORK. NSFW. THIS IS SMUT. SEX ON A PAGE. Okay, you’ve been warned. This is written as a thank you for 1,000 followers! I’m so happy that all of you have deigned to entertain my crazy ideas, and my rants, and all of the multiple fandoms I’m involved in. I don’t ge t to talk to you guys a lot, because sometimes I feel like it would be a little weird if I tried to insert myself in conversations, and also because I admire you all so much AND i’M SHY, but please know I admire you greatly from afar. That being said, I’m always open to conversation, because I LOVE AND APPRECIATE YOU ALL. SO THANK YOU AND ENJOY FEYSAND SEX. (aLSO FEEL FREE TO TALK TO ME i need to be more social this year)
I scowled at the note that had appeared on the piece of toast I was about to eat. I had nearly eaten the paper, and I knew Rhys knew this, because I could feel laughter flicker down our bond. I dropped the toast back on the plate and plucked the note back up, casting a wary glance over my shoulder before answering him.
I watched the note disappear and then finally took a bite of my toast, the butter simple and bland, like everything I ate in the Spring Court. I’d been eating more food than I was the last time I was here, evidently to Tamlin’s chagrin, because the servants started putting less and less on my plate.
I couldn’t say I’d ever been more insulted in my life.
Go do something fun to Tamlin. All of this sitting and waiting for the ‘opportune moment’ as Mor keeps saying, is driving me out of my mind.
I rolled my eyes and took a small sip of my tea—jasmine, my only comfort from home. From the Night Court. If he wanted fun, I could give him fun. Just, maybe not his idea of fun.
Eisuke- Footsteps cut through the eerie silence as Soryu and I walked down the corridor towards the lobby. We were just in the middle of a meeting when one of the hotel workers rushed in saying there was an emergency in the lobby. Probably another crazy fan of one of the guest. I had more important things to deal with; however, both Baba and Mamoru had also told me to rush downstairs.
“WHERE IS HE?” a man’s voice echoed from the lobby as I walked through the entrance, “if Ichinomiya is not here in five seconds, she’ll be tasting metal.” Lying on the floor in pools of blood were two security guards. Another security guard stood in the center of the lobby with his gun pointing towards the front desk. “The man of the hour is here,” the man said with a laugh, “look there girl. It took him so long to get here, shows how much he cares about others.” I turned to toward the man and my blood ran cold. MC. He held her in front of her with a gun to her head. He was using her as a meat shield. Soryu quickly raised his gun in preparation for an attack, but at our angle it was too risky to try anything.
“Let go of her.”
The man laughed and a shiver went up my spine; it was the laugh of a man that had nothing left to lose. I tried to keep myself calm, knowing that if I did anything wrong she would be in danger. I just needed to buy time for Soryu. The laugh made me feel anxious.
He smiled wickedly at me, “why would I do that? She’s a pretty young woman. Such a waste to let her go.” His free hand began to wander as MC tried to push herself away from him. He whispered something in her ear. Her face went white. Soryu moved away from me to get a better shot as I kept the man distracted.
“She has nothing to do with the is–”
“You do not even know what the goddamn problem is Ichinomiya!” he yelled, “you ruined my life, and you don’t even know who the fuck I am. I will tell you though. I didn’t pick this girl out of nowhere, I knew who she is to you. I’m the husband of the woman you were secretly fucking, and this is the girl you were cheating on. The two of us have so much in common now that I think about it. Maybe you loved her though, or maybe she was another toy in your game you heartless bastard. I don’t care. I still want you to see this…” Two gunshots echoed through the lobby at the same time, and both of them hit their targets dead on. I rushed over towards her and my heart stopped at the sight. He fell backward and she fell forward. A pool of blood began to form around her head. The bullet went straight through.
I fell to my knees beside her body. Chaotic thoughts entered my mind as I stared at her lifeless form. She died because of that whore… She died because I could not control myself. She died because of me.
Baba- Where is she? Why did this have to happen? Why? Just why?
My vision became fuzzy as I continued to swim downward in search of her. She is right in front of me. She is floating gently downward, just out of my reach. I reached out to grab her to no avail.
She looked like a falling angel.
How could this have happened to her? Her eyes were shut and her lips were slightly parted. Her hair was like a halo around her head completing the angelic look as she sank into the abyss.
This cannot end like this.
I will not let this happen.
I had been following her for a while to try to get her back; I wanted to make sure she was okay. I was able to successfully tail her a few days without her realizing it was me. Perks of the job. She realized what I was doing and yelled at me. In her anger she rushed away; however, she has always been a clumsy girl. It was like a scene out of a generic romantic comedy, but this was not a comedy. This was straight out of a tragedy. A real life horror.
My thoughts became muddled as I swam closer to her limp form and held her close to my body. I finally got her. My vision was darkening as I swam up to the surface. Part of me was in disbelief that something like this was happening.
On the bright side, this might help the two of us get back together.
A small crowd formed around the edge of the water as I pulled the two of us out. A man claiming to be a doctor rushed to the front as I laid her gently on the ground. I began to shiver as the cold air hit me; however, she was still like a rag doll. The so claim doctor checked on her as others called for help. The doctor began to do CPR and I continue to kneel beside her shivering. Why was she so still? I looked up the doctor who had stopped the CPR and grown immensely pale.
Ota- I always thought she looked good in ruby, but now… I covered the wound with my hand to stop the blood flow. It feels like warm paint. My hands were covered with her ruby life. I met her terrified gaze with my own. I only came here to apologize. To get her back. She finally agreed to go on a date and talk everything over. This was going to be the first time we spoke in person since everything fell apart, but now…
I heard a wicked laugh behind me followed by the thud of someone falling onto their knees. I did not turn towards the source. I did not want to see the woman’s face. She did this to MC because I said it was time to end this stupid fucking affair. It was incredibly idiotic of me to begin it. Why did I have to be such an idiot?
Koro… MC… My love…
I heard people yelling and calling emergency services as she began to cough up blood. That woman managed to hit a lung with her shot? There was commotion behind me as some people took the gun away from the deranged woman so she could not hurt anyone else. She might have only shot one bullet, but she killed two people.
My heart broke as I watched the colour slowly fade from her face. My face mimicked her as I repeated her name over and over. MC’s mouth moved as she attempted to speak, but no words would come out. I cried for her to keep her eyes open and look at me. It was all in vain. Tears began to pour down my cheeks. I did not care I was a grown man crying in public, the woman I loved… I cannot think like that. She is still alive.
WHERE IS THE DAMN AMBULANCE!?!
“Hold on MC, help will be here soon,” I whispered, “keep looking at me.” No response. The fear on her face faded to peace. My eyes widened at the quick change. No, this cannot be happening. She just fell asleep. Koro cannot be dead. She is sleeping. She is sleeping….
Mamoru- I popped out another cigarette from the pack as I leaned against a wall. I place it between my lips and lit it up as I looked around the street. Where is that kid? She always walks down this street around this time when heading home from work. I ran my fingers through my hair.
What is wrong with me? I sound like a creepy stalker.
Well, it is my fault for cheating on her to begin with. I groaned to myself as I noticed a familiar figure walking around the corner with a phone against her ear. It was her. She did not see me as I watched her walk slowly down the street discussing some recipe. I smiled. She stopped. Our eyes met. I dropped the cigarette onto the floor and snuffed it out with the toe of my shoe. To my surprise she actually smiled as she walked over toward me; she was not angry for cheating on her anymore?
“MC,” I called as she began to cross the street. I smirked right before everything fell apart. “WAIT!” I yelled, but it was too late. The car screeched to a stop. The driver jumped out of the car pale faced as I felt my blood run cold. I heard the sounds of a child yelling from the car as I rushed over toward MC who was lying on the ground. Blood. Lots of it. Why is there so much blood? How can a car accident create so much blood?
The driver quickly called for emergency vehicles as I repeated MC’s name over and over again. She opened her mouth to speak, but instead coughed up some blood.
“Ma-Mamo-ru,” she finally spoke as the man continuously apologized for what he had done. He said he did not see her. His child was yelling to know what was going on and he told him to stay in the car.
I ran my fingers through her hair as she stared at me. A voice called her name from the phone. I ignored it as I checked her pulse that was slowing down. Why? Out of all the things that could happen, why this? Would things have been different if I did not come here? Damn it kid, why did you not look both ways before stepping off the sidewalk! Why did I decide to meet you now…
Soryu- Scarlet. Warm. Sticky. What have I done? What has happened here? I came here to apologize. Get her back. Instead, I walked in on a scene right out of a badly done horror flick. Is it even possible anymore for me to get her back? Will she… survive?
Her scarlet life force was soaked into the rug that I now knelt on. I held her figure close to me as her body went limp against mine. She looked like sleeping beauty.
A card with the symbol of a rival group lied beside her as I felt my blood begin to run hot. They did this to her to get back at me? We are not even together anymore, and she still ended up becoming a target because of me.Why… just why.
“MC,” I muttered as my heart banged painfully against my chest. I placed two fingers against her neck in search for life. Very light pulse. Emergency vehicles were going to be here soon, but will the be fast enough? “MC,” I repeated a little louder. Her eyes moved behind her eyelids, but her eyelids remained shut. “MC! Please open your eyes,” I repeated as I felt tears fight for freedom as I looked gazed down at her.
Her eyes! A cough. Blood drops slid down her cheek.
Her voice sounded weak, “So-So-Soryu, why… why… are–”
“Shh, relax, help will be here soon,” I stated as I forced my voice to keep steady. The blood from the wound seemed to pour out faster as her eyes darted around the room looking for answers. She shakily raised her hand and went to put it on the wound but I stopped her before she could touch it. I grabbed her hand and held it in mine. She did not fight against the grasp, instead she just went limp. She stopped looking around, and her eyes met my own. The dam finally broke. The fear in her eyes as she stared at me told me everything that she did not have the strength to speak. Another cough. More blood. I tightened my grip on her as her body grew limp in my arms.
“MC, stay with me,” I whispered as I heard voices from the other side of the door.
This is based of a request I read somewhere. It’s also my first ever published story/imagine so sorry if it sucks :))) enjoy! (also, english isn’t my first language so I’m sorry for any mistakes!)
Being a teenager is hard. Being a teenager in Riverdale is harder. But being a Jones and living in Riverdale is the hardest. My family had a rough history in this town and the present wasn’t any more pleasant. My father was an alcoholic, my little sister and my mother left my brother and I with said alcoholic dad and my brother and I, well we were homeless. We could go home if we wanted to don’t get me wrong but there wasn’t much of a difference between living at home and not living at home. My brother Jughead and I used to live at the drive-in but when it got sold to be taken down we fled the place and wandered around for a few days before finaly setteling in a tiny closet under the school’s stairs. It barely fit the two of us but hey, we got a roof AND working showers, another thing we didn’t have at home. Besides all that my life was fine I guess, I had my friends and I had my brother so I liked my life. “Hey, Y/N… wake up school starts in 3 hours” I groaned as I slapped my brothers hand away and pulled the duvet over my head “you go shower first” I mumbled and I could hear my brother sigh before grabbing his stuff and leaving the tiny space. I closed my eyes again and decided 5 more minutes of sleep wouldn’t kill anyone. That was until 15 minutes later the closet door opened and I sprung up “Oh Y/N” I could hear a familiar voice say. I rubbed my eyes and looked at Archie who looked at us with a sad look on his face “How long?” He asked and Jug sighed “Since the drive in closed, that’s where we used to live before” “Well, why the hell are you not living at home?” Archie questioned and I sighed before answering “Truth is, things aren’t good… at home” Archie picked up on of the empty cans before asking “With your dad?” “Yeah… he kind of fell of the wagon, after your dad fired him” I looked at the clock and saw that school started in an hour and quickly put on my clothes “He’s been without a job ever since. He keeps saying he’s going to get his life together but our mom couldn’t take that rollercoaster anymore and took Jellybean and went to live with our grandparents” I could hear the first kids approaching and grabbed my bag, phone and school books before leaving the closet. “C'mon” I said and closed the door “Well why don’t you guys come live with me?” I chuckled and shook my head “This is temporary Archie… look we’re going go figure something out. But just please, please don’t tell anyone” I said and squeezed his arm before leaving the boys alone.
Ever since Archie found out we were living in the closet things just got worse. I tried living with my dad again but I just couldn’t. Jug was staying over at Archie’s and I told them I was staying with Melody but truth was, I was back at square one. Also it didn’t help that the bullying got worse. Jughead and I were used to some teasing and pushing but lately they’ve gotten meaner and harder on me than ever before. Especially Chuck and Moose, they couldn’t leave me alone for some reason and normally I would ignore them and shake it off but this time they got too personal and everything in me just snapped. “Hey dirty girl” I heard Chuck’s voice boom and I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before turning my back to them, but was blocked by Moose “You know, he would call you a slut but no one wants to touch you so why waste a word that’s too nice to describe you” my heart was pounding in my chest like usual but I didn’t show any sign of emotion “Oh c'mon not even a laugh? Did your mother not teach you how to laugh at a joke? Oh wait, your mom left you I forgot” Wait… how do they even know “Probably because you’re such a huge dissapointment. Is that why daddy started drinking? To forget you? I know I would you worthless piece of flesh” I could feel the tears welling up and pushed past them, hearing the laughter behind me “That’s right baby girl, run to your non existent home you homeless freak” I slammed the door of the locker room shut, threw my jacket and backpack on the floor and fell to my knees as I finaly let it all out. I kicked a locker that was in front of me and suddenly a voice spoke up “wow easy tig- hey… are you okay?” I looked up to see Reggie with his sports bag in his hand and I realised I must have walked into the boys locker room “Can you just… please leave me alone?” It was silent for a few seconds before he stepped foreward and sat on the ground next to me “Chuck and Moose?” He softly asked and I nodded, another tear leaving my eye “It never gets to me, never but this time they said some things that were way to personal and why am I even telling you this?” I said as I whiped away the tears on my face “I don’t know, I wouldn’t probably tell me this” he replied and I giggled “It’s just… never mind you don’t care” I said and went to stand up before he stopped me “Y/N, would I Mantle the Magnificent sit on this dirty ass sweaty floor if I didn’t care?” I smiled and sat back down “Thank you Reggie, you’re really nice” I said and he smiled softly before scratching his head “Is it-is it true you’re homeless?” I bit my lip and waited a few seconds before nodding “How?” He whispered and I shrugged “Just some good old family issues” I smiled and he shook his head “This is serious Y/N, where do you sleep?” “Well where ever Juggie goes I go. We first stayed in the drive in but it got demolished so we moved to the tiny closet under the big stair case but now Jughead stays with Archie and I told them I’m staying at Melody’s… but truth is I’m not. I tried living with dad again but I can’t stand that place so I just roam around” I said and he looked at me with a hurt and confused look on his face “I’m so sorry Y/N… I never knew” I squeezed his hand and shrugged “It’s okay, no one knew” suddenly he perked up as if a light bulb turned on in his head and stood up and lifted me off the floor. “I know where you can live… my house” I opened my mouth to say something but he kept rambling “My brother just went to college, we have a spare room! I’m sure my parents won’t mind, we had exchange students before! Yes you’re living at my house, that’s it! We both get advantage out of this, you get to live in a house with an amazing family including myself and I-” suddenly he shut up and pursed his lips together as if he was going to say something but couldn’t and I tilted my head, smirking at him “What would you get out of this Reginald Mantle?” He smiled innocently and chuckled “I get to wake up with a beautiful girl in my house, even though it’s not in my bed” he said and I burst out laughing and looked at him as he smiled. Before I could control myself I leaned foreward and kissed his cheek “I’d like that Reggie, and maybe we can bring a change in the latter” “Oh count me in”