him holding a knife is

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Nori stopping other dwarves from tearing Bard a new one

Irate

(Part 2) | (Part 3)

Summary: 

Y/N’s curious, clumsy, and has a knack for asking the wrong questions at the wrong time. Bucky’s a hot-headed prick with a dark past and communication issues. Both are paired for training, and neither party is all too thrilled. 

Word count: 1200 


“This is the training room.”

You nod even though you’re barely processing anything you’re being told.

Three days ago you’d woken up in an abandoned warehouse, with no idea where you were or how you’d gotten there. There were significant gaps in your memory and a you were in lot of pain. Then someone in a red metal suit had entered your field of vision, frowning, and you’d passed out, wondering if it was all some kind of dream. When you’d come to for the second time, you were in the infirmary and this man, (Steve?), started saying something  about a group of enhanced individuals and you being one of them. It took all your willpower to not pass out again.

“We don’t know what your abilities are, but given your enhancements, people are going to come after you. It’s important that you learn to defend yourself.”

You’re still not sure what ‘abilities’ he’s talking about, or what he means by 'enhancements’.

“Training is usually carried out by Natasha or Wanda,” Steve’s speaking again, barely taking notice of you staring at him with eyes wider than plates. “But since they’re away on a mission, we’ll have to find someone else to train you.”  

You nod your head, still trying to understand everything. The names are meaningless to you, and you’re not too keen on getting trained by anyone, especially not if they all have the same stressed out demeanor that Steve seems to radiate. There’s a dull headache beginning to throb at the back of your skull, and honestly, you just need to close your eyes for a bit.

“We should go speak to Fury.”

As if you know who that is. You just nod and follow after him as he hurries along.


Everything about Director Nick Fury is unnerving, from the immaculate state of his office to the way his eye seems to be looking right through you. You swallow hard as he addresses Steve, keeping his eye trained on you the entire time.

“And we don’t know what her abilities are?”

You grit your teeth, still uncomfortable with all the talk of your abilities and your supposed enhancement. You can barely remember your own name.

“Not yet.”

Nick sighs and seems to be in deep thought. After a moment, he turns his body to you. “Can you shoot a gun?”

You look at him incredulously. A gun, you? You could barely hold a kitchen knife without fumbling with it. To hold, no, to shoot a gun? If this was any other situation, you might have laughed. Instead, you shake your head. “No, sir.”

He turns back to Steve. “Well, she’s going to have to learn. Barnes is the best sniper we’ve got. He’ll train her.”

Steve winces, and for a moment he looks like he’s about to say something else, but Fury turns his attention to the screen in front of him, clearly dismissing the two of you.


Steve leads you through the maze-like halls of the compound, until finally, you’re standing in front of large double doors. He pauses and looks to you with a sigh. He seems beat down, dark circles and pallid face. You almost sympathize, but then realize you probably look much the same.

“Bucky’s a good guy, Y/N. Just remember that.”

You’re not sure what he means, or why that’s even relevant, but you don’t have time to think as Steve pushes open the doors and strides inside before coming to a stop in a living-room of sorts, where two people are seated on the couch. Neither of them seem too happy to be in the other’s presence.

Upon seeing Steve, both of them stand, and the one to the right smiles brightly. He’s the first person you’ve seen that looks relaxed at the compound, wearing sweats and a t-shirt and an expression of genuine interest on his face.

“Captain,” he greets, but it’s more out of mock respect than a soldier-like salute, and even Steve’s eyes crinkle. You can tell their friendship goes a long way.  His brown eyes glance at you. His smile doesn’t waver, and it’s so contagious that you can’t hold back the smile that makes its way onto your lips.

If this is Barnes, then maybe training won’t be as bad as it sounds.

Your spare a glance at the person to his left, dressed in the same relaxing attire but looking nowhere near as calm. Every part of this man’s body language screams stress, from head to toe. Upon seeing you, his scowl deepens, and you drop your smile.

“Buck, you’re taking this round of training.”

The guy to the left grins and turns to you. “And I’m guessing she’s the one who needs training?”

Steve nods and you feel your erratic heartbeat slow down significantly. The warning that Steve had given you earlier disappears to the back of your head; the guy seems so chill and laidback, it’s a breather. You smile back, until–

“Oh man, good luck.”

The confusion must show on your face, because the guy turns to Mr. Scowls-A-Lot and claps him on the back. “Meet our resident Grinch, Bucky Barnes.”

Your heart drops to your stomach and Bucky glares at you, fingers curled into a fist. You want to ask him what put him in such a bad mood, but you’re not sure you’ll stay alive long enough to hear the answer.

“Can I talk to you for a moment, Steve?” Bucky’s jaw clenches and his face is slowly turning red. Even Steve, who seems to be in charge here, grimaces. With a sigh, he follows Bucky to the other corner of the room. You plop down onto the sofa.

“I’d say don’t worry but, I’d definitely worry.” You turn to the first guy, and he holds out his hand. “I’m Sam.”

“Y/N,” you shake it, then gesture to the duo in the corner, having a pretty heated conversation. “Is he always this…”

“Grumpy? Only on a good day.” When he sees your face pale even more, Sam laughs. “I’m just kidding. He takes some warming up to, but he’s not a bad guy.”

He repeats exactly what Steve had said, and for whatever reason, the words aren’t reassuring in the least. Bucky and Steve’s conversation seems to have escalated to loud whispers now, and you catch certain phrases here and there, “I don’t know… Nobody seems to… Can’t be trusted.”

The last one hits you hard, and you want to be angry, but Bucky’s right. You barely remember anything about yourself and you have supposed abilities that you’re pretty much in the dark about; even you can’t trust yourself.

The clock on the wall shows the time to be just past two in the morning, and just as the second hand makes its way around the face for the second time, Bucky walks up to you, fists clenched and breathing heavily through his nose.

“Meet me in the training room tomorrow morning. Six a.m. sharp.” He’s less than thrilled about the whole ordeal, and you can only match his level of discomfort.

As he storms out of the room, you throw your head back onto the couch and groan.


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It’s time… to stop talking

psycho 01 / taehyung

Originally posted by bossybishqueenbaozi

summary: ‘’scared of me?’’

note: okay so I got inspired to do a imagine of y/n and taehyung because of the japanese version of blood sweat & tears 

warning and a note: this chapter  has some sexual harassment in it so if you are uncomfortable with reading this kind of story please stop right here, i understand this might be hurtful to some people but this is just my crazy imagination and I’m sorry if you have ever experienced anything like this and I also wish this doesn’t happen to anyone ever, i know that taehyung isn’t like this in real life this is just a story

chapter 02 chapter 03 chapter 04 chapter 05 chapter 06—> new!


everyone has a fear in themselves. some have fear of spiders, snakes, heights, public speaking… but you, you have a fear of Kim Taehyung.

the fear first passed through your body when you were going home from school, walking at a daylight isn’t usually scary but he made it terrifying for you. you were walking past houses that weren’t really in their best shape but it was the only way for you to get home, as the other roads were closed off. as you walked you heard a sound of something scratching the hard walls of the house. slowly and slowly becoming louder, as you turned around you saw him. he was holding a knife in his hands making that sound. no one was around the two of you since people don’t really go to that alley. the fear was in you so you started running as fast as you can and he of course followed you. luckily you managed to escape him and you hid behind trashcans that had terrible various smells. once you didn’t hear anything you decided to get out of your hiding spot and running back home were you felt safe. that day you couldn’t sleep, you kept getting flashbacks of him, his face how he looked so lifeless, without a smile on his face holding that knife whose blade shined ready to stab something. the thought of him doing something to you was scary and you wished you would never see him again. 

the funny thing about all of this is that he went to the same school as you. before the whole incident you found him quite attractive actually, he would always have a smile on his face while hanging around with his friends. from time to time you would notice how he would look at you sort of giving you a smirk but you brushed it off quickly, thinking ‘that is impossible’.

since that day nothing really happened between the two of you just the looking part but he wouldn’t be so serious just the opposite. you even thought to yourself that maybe you replaced him with someone else in your head and that in that fear you just simply saw him when in reality it could be someone else.

but it wasn’t someone else

it was him.


it was spring break and so was the first party of the break. a friend of yours organized a huge party where he invited almost the entire school, or at least it felt like that once you showed up to it with your friend uliana. his house was full of people drinking alcohol, dancing, smoking basically everything. you decided to attend this party since you wanted to cut loose a bit and just forget about the school the thought of taehyung already left your mind days ago since you convinced yourself you saw someone else that day.

‘’what do you want to drink?’’ uliana asked you, screaming in your ear since the music was so loud. the drinks were everywhere around the house, scattered on the floor, on the counters, pretty much anywhere you could fit a bottle of some sort of booze there was the alcohol.

‘’a beer i don’t know whatever you’re having I’ll get that as well’’ you yelled back your friend already leaving you behind slowly moving through the crowd. you looked around for a bit saw a lot of familiar faces all of them were gulping large amounts of alcohol and getting wasted.

your friend was back with your drinks and you took a sip moving to a closer wall since it was too full to do anything. you’re eyes were again looking around the room searching for some other friends since the two of you wanted some company. but then you were met with his gaze…

Taehyung.

he was scanning you with his eyes giving you the look. that same look which was very familiar to you. and then you realized, that day you saw him and not someone else. he had that same lifeless look on his face, his eyes were slightly closed while his head was tilted a bit up. sipping on something in his red cup his eyes never left yours.

‘’uh..I’ll be right back..’’ you say to your friend while she was already drunk enough to care less, you gulped down the drink throwing the cup on the floor quickly moving your way to the bathroom. you entered it closing the door behind you, and when you tried to lock it you noticed there was no key. freaking out knowing that he for sure is going to found you, you stepped into the bathtub before turning off the lights. you clicked on you flashlight icon, so that way you could see where you were stepping. sitting down in it and pulling your knees up to your face, you hid yourself behind the huge shower curtain.

and now you were just waiting for him to come. you couldn’t go home since he would follow you plus you can’t leave your friend behind. and the second thing is that staying out there is even scarier. 

you were just chilling on your phone trying to forget about this whole situation, and then you heard the bathroom door flung open. you put your hand to your mouth trying to contain your breathing while your heart was racing so fast. the person turned on the light but you couldn’t see who it was since the curtain was so thick. the person then turned off the light closing the door behind them. and you felt better, somehow you just knew that was taehyung. your phone started beeping and it was uliana calling you. 

‘’yeah?’’ you answered still scared hoping he wouldn’t return back

‘’where are youuuuuu y/n??’’ she slurred with her words and you could tell she was so wasted, she couldn’t even talk properly

‘’i’m here-…’’

the shower curtain suddenly opens and out of fear your phone lands on the floor of the bathtub. the window was wide enough to have the moon light shine on this persons face, and you recognized the features right away. 

taehyung. 

trying to find your phone he sits down in the bathtub beside you while you were still trying to find your phone. you noticed uliana was still on the line and you quickly end the call before running to the door. but you were stopped once the pair of two strong arms turned you and pressed you against the door. his lips skimmed over your ear before tugging slightly on the earlobe, giving you goosebumps on your skin however the fear was still in you, you couldn’t move if you tried to scream no one would hear you since the music was so loud and everyone was wasted. he pressed your body more into yours and you let out a small whimper because now you were scared for your life, you just kept thinking about that damn knife he had in his hands that day. he then gives one final tug at your other ear letting out a small moan before saying

‘’scared of me?’’ 

Happiness Is Homemade

also on Ao3


MooMaw’s kitchen is always filled with light.

It’s pouring through the windows above the sink and filtering through the blue and white checked curtains that hang above it.

Eric sits on the counter, right in the middle of a sun beam, and swings his little feet against the cabinets below as he licks brownie batter off a wooden spoon.

MooMaw has the phone tucked between her shoulder and her ear as she uses a spatula to scrape the last of the batter into the pan.

The cord stretches from the wall and Eric extends a sock covered foot out towards it and tries to touch it with his toes.

It sags before he can get to it as she steps forward and takes the spoon from him.

He only has a second to pout before she’s putting the spatula in the bowl and the bowl in his lap and ruffling his hair.

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You’re No Brother Of Mine.

Yeah. Yeah, that’s probably a good idea. Sorry. Anon requested- Hey! I was wondering if you could write an imagine with this scenario, when Dean went to hell Sam went nuts ofc so he dropped their little sister (15/16 yo) in Bobby’s place and when Dean gets back he is pissed w Sam for what he did to you. You are also pissed and very upset w him, so one day he asks you what’s the matter and you explode and tell him how painful it was to be left by him and everything. I know it’s very specific but I would rlly aprecciate if you do it, can you also put fluffy?

Warnings- swearing, mentions of depression, also Sam’s kinda a dick for the first couple of paragraphs but he was high on the demon blood so that explains it.

A/N- I’ve kind of been stuck in a slump for the past week, so writing has been difficult for me but i’m feeling a bit better so i’m ready to write again!

FLASHBACKS IN ITALICS


Four months, it had been four months since Dean died, four months since Sam left you. You still didn’t understand why he left, at first you didn’t mind, you knew he needed his space after all he did witness his brother getting torn to shreds by a Hell hound. 

After a week of you staying at Bobby’s you became curious, you had rung and texted Sam numerous times but he never answered, your phone would always go to voice mail or it would just ring non-stop. After a month of silence you decided to try and track him, you tried to keep it a secret from Bobby, he thought you and Sam talked everyday, that’s what you told him. 

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Bellamy Blake Imagine: Too Stubborn

Requested

Prompt: 26-”Come over here and make me.”,
12-”Quit it or I’ll bite.”

Summary: Bellamy and reader have feelings for each other, but are too stubborn to admit it so they instead keep pissing each other. However Octavia and Clarke wouldn’t just let it go and send them on a mission hoping it would force them to admit what they feel for each other.

Word count: 2020


Originally posted by dailyskypeople

Y/N’s POV

“Put it down before you hurt yourself,” I rolled my eyes at the sound of Bellamy’s voice in which I could practically hear him smirking.

“Shut up before I hurt you,” I retorted not bothering to look at him because I knew exactly what I would find, him standing there with folded arms and amused look on his face.

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malec fics i’ll never write but want to read....
  • 5 times they spend the night on the couch, 1 time they go out (and decide to never leave the couch again)
  • where magnus needs alec to rescue him constantly because people finally figure out that all they have to do is bind magnus’ hands the right way for his powers not to work. magnus is annoyed at being bound and kidnapped again. and alec would take this all a bit more seriously if the people attempting to take magnus were in any way competent. (or where magnus really does have a weakness but no one with intelligence wants to take the risk of pissing off the high warlock of brooklyn and his shadowhunter boyfriend)
  • magnus has a stack of ancient texts to read. alec needs to catch up on paperwork. sharing an office may be the best bad idea they’ve ever had
  • magnus and alec go on a double date with simon and raphael. simon books them in two escape rooms - competing against each other. only one couple will be the victor
  • alec is on a beach vacation with his family. desperate to be alone for even a few hours, alec rents a paddleboard and is caught up in a storm. the driving winds take him in the opposite direction of his rental house and directly to magnus’ door
  • clary creates a rune that makes alec fall asleep - for 16 years
  • jace wants to go skydiving. alec can’t let his parabatai go without him. magnus can’t let alec go without him. izzy won’t let any of them go without getting this all on video
  • there’s a blackout in NYC. alec remembers his neighbor across the hall always seems to be bringing home cartons of candles. alec has food he can trade for light. knocking on his gorgeous neighbor’s door to make a formal offer is only logical. a matter of survival, really. alec undoing a few of the buttons on his shirt as he crosses the hall? that’s only because the blackout has also come on the hottest day of the year
  • izzy sees what’s happening between magnus and alec and starts to write it all down (malec through izzy’s eyes)
  • magnus bane is a famous magician in las vegas. alec lightwood is a respected antique weapons dealer. alec has a sword. magnus needs a sword. it starts as a negotiation and ends up as one big magical innuendo
  • alec challenges magnus not to use magic. magnus challenges alec not to frown. one week. penalties are wracked up. sides are taken. hilarity ensues
  • trivial pursuit. monopoly. sorry. game night becomes a thing in the lightwood-bane household
  • shadowhunters magnus and alec decide they need to get away. au magnus and alec decide to take a vacation. both couples end up sunning themselves in the same dimension. when malec meets malec all bets are off
  • magnus always shows up flawlessly put together, but lately he’s been leaving the institute with his hair a bit askew. alec’s hair is a mess from the moment he wakes up, collecting tree branches and various detritus when he goes out on missions, but now he’s also coming home sprinkled in glitter? (ie, where magnus and alec’s relationship is revealed because of messy hair)
  • title - the magnus phase
  • never engage a warlock in a pillow fight (even if you are a highly trained demon hunter)
  • magnus always knew he’d have to take over the family business someday. on his first night as death™ he’s sent to take the life of one alexander lightwood–and alec doesn’t take kindly to magnus’ arrival. but magnus will have literal hell to pay if he doesn’t bring alec’s soul back with him. “darling,” magnus said to the stunning man holding an enchanted knife to his neck. “please behave. I’m just trying to make a living.” (or the one where magnus and alec rewrite the paradigm of life and death)
Mi Amor (Reaper x Reader)

Originally posted by foxy-reaper

Summary: You and Gabriel were together before the collapse of Overwatch. But the day you were going to tell him you were pregnant, Overwatch collapsed and Gabriel was pronounced dead. Four years later, after the birth of your child, a black figure comes to see you in the middle of the night.

Pairing: Reaper x Fem!Reader
Words: 745
Warning(s): Angst, fluff
A/N: This has been staring me in the face for a while, so I’m gonna write it now.


You smiled at your son, Daniel, as he smiled at you from his bed, shutting his eyes as you turned off the light. You quietly shut the door and leaned your head against it, sighing as tears came to your eyes, realizing how much your son looked like your long lost love.

Gabriel Reyes. The name still sent your heart racing as you remembered all the good memories, all the time spent together, all the time you were entangled in each other’s arms through the night.

You had been out doing some talking with Angela about your new-found pregnancy when you got a distress signal from the Overwatch base. You immediately headed out, getting to the base only to find it demolished.

Gabriel had been inside along with your friend, Jack Morrison. Angela immediately headed in to help the others who were hurt while you stood there, hand on your stomach, stunned at losing your friend and your boyfriend- the father of your baby.

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withingerly  asked:

(48.6%) malec sparring and getting super competitive about it and not holding any punches because they know the other can take it. and maybe they've gathered an audience who are like, "whoa, why are they being so intense?" but in the end it's all good. magnus and alec just ignore them, walk off laughing and teasing each other about where the other one screwed up, all sweaty and happy.

thank you for voting! keep voting for malec (the % is off because i’m answering these out of order)

around noon, shadowhunters of all shapes and sizes off on their lunch break when it started, this loud echoing thing coming from the cloisters and spilling out into all of the hallways. it was the slam and thwak of staves, the heavy thud and crack as they broke, the clang and slam of steel on steel, again and again and again. their voices were carrying, loud and boisterous, laughter and grunts. but the sound was one thing, and watching it was something else entirely.

it was a dance and they weren’t asking for an audience but god they got competitive didn’t they. heaving chests and smirks, pinning each other and getting so close that magnus’s nose was just barely brushing alec’s as he held him against the floor. alec holding a knife to magnus’s neck for a second before magnus had his wrist pinned, hip to hip, panting close enough to feel each other’s breath.

and they kept calling out the score, magnus dominating him even though every so often alec would take a slow lead. it was foreplay and there was no other way you could describe it, bitten lips, forearm to forearm, spinning kicks and backs hitting the floor with gusto. magnus standing over alec and reaching down to grab his shirt and tug him up hard.

“stop holding back on me.” breathed right against his lips before alec shifted, bringing his legs out from under him.

“who said i was?”

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Was Agni’s Death a Message for Ciel and/or Sebastian?

One thing I’ve mentioned in multiple posts was that I have a theory that Agni’s death was a message, but I’ve never gone into detail as to why I think that precisely before. Since we’re all still theorizing on motives, I thought I’d expand on why I think that.

The Overkill:

There’s no way to deny that Agni’s death, while very noble, was rather brutal. When Sebastian and Ciel find his body, he has multiple stab wounds, slashes, and seven knives plunged into his back.

There was no reason to go these lengths. Agni was already injured, and he wasn’t fighting back when he was holding the door. Knife Dude could have simply stabbed him, but that’s not what we see. This sort of overkill would usually either show rage or that Knife Dude purposely wanted this level of violence to be shown.

The Knives:

This fits into the idea that this is overkill, but the knives themselves are special. First off, we know that Knife Dude is carrying at least 7 knives, which would be unusual in of itself, but these knives are left behind. The knives could be evidence, and could have been used again. Unless Knife Dude was in a big hurry, which seems doubtful when you consider their speed, there was zero reason to leaves the knives behind. Even if Knife Dude wanted to use each and every blade for whatever reason, the knives could have been retrieved.

Soma was Left Alive:

Now, I know there were close calls with Soma. The first bullet actually went through his hand and took off his earring.

And Agni blocks the later shots.

In fact, there’s no real proof those shots would have been fatal to Soma. It appears as if Shooter was aiming for Soma’s head, but we don't’ know. Shooter could have also realized or at least guessed that Agni would step in the bullets’ path.

However, what really makes me thing that Soma was purposely left alive is the fact that Knife Dude never even attempts to stab or cut Soma a single time. After Knife Dude stabs Agni the first time, they make the comment about how they will see to the rest.

Yet Knife Dude barely seems to notice Soma. When Agni starts to take Soma down the hall, Knife Dude stabs Agni, but then he doesn’t follow immediately.

When Agni reaches the room, Knife Dude is not behind him. In fact, Agni has time to push Soma inside, look at him a moment, and close the door before Knife Dude shows up behind Agni.

With Knife Dude’s superior speed, there is no way that Agni could have gotten to the door so far ahead of him - unless this was on purpose. Soma might have been purposely left alive and that brings up a question. Why would you leave a witness alive unless it is to pass on information?

So, What Sort of Message Could the Killers Be Trying to Send?

I think there might be more than one message here. First, this attack might have been to rattle Ciel. This was his townhouse, and it is well known that Soma considers him a friend. This attack showed that Ciel might be in immediate danger even in places he thought was safe. This also was a demonstration on just how dangerous this enemy can be. Agni was strong and fast, but he was killed easily. If this wasn’t obvious from the evidence left behind, there is a living witness who can tell all about Knife Dude’s strength and speed.

Also, if it’s true that Agni was targeted specifically and not Soma, it could have been meant as a message about a butler leaving his master - meaning that Sebastian might be the next target and not Ciel.

Thoughts?

I can’t stop thinking about Dean, Sam, and Cas all sitting in the Bunker, one day in the future, doing research or and just chilling, when Cas gently brushes his fingertips over their initials on the table, looking at it fondly, and Cas hears a knife open and he looks next to him to see Dean holding his knife out for Cas to take, so he takes the knife and carves a C next to theirs and hands the knife back to Dean who just stares at the table like it’s wronged him, then Dean takes his knife and carves a W next to the C and puts the knife away, all three of them smiling at the addition, before going back to what they were doing, mean while Cas is holding in a mess of emotions at the gesture. No one says anything and from that day forward its Castiel Winchester, as if it had always been that way.

  • Tamlin *in beast form*: How can you choose him over me??? That-that BEAST
  • Feyre *holding rhys' hand and brandishing her knife*: HES NOT THE BEAST, TAMLIN. YOU ARE!!!
  • Tamlin: *claw over heart* moi? A beast? Never!

Ya’ll, this Not Today MV got me thinking.

Imagine Jungkook is the second born to the Jeon family who runs the Kingdom. Even though Jungkook has a elder brother his father has talked about giving the kingdom to Jungkook since Junghyun has shown signs of being corrupt king. But unfortunately King Jeon didn’t know people in his council wanted JungHyun to be king so before the King could change who the kingdom falls too he ends up getting killed. Junghyun came into power at 15 so he was easily manipulated by council men and they even convince him that Jungkook was going to kill him. So Junghyun set out an order to kill Jungkook whose 13.

Before Jungkook could get killed. His mother calls upon her most trusted maid, Kim Heyrin, to take her son and run. So Jungkook meets Seokjin and Taehyung who are Kim Heyrin’s children as they run away. Before Jungkook leaves his mother gives him a letter that was written by his father along with the royal sign that says Jungkook was given the right of king. And pleads that Jungkook will grow up to be strong so he can take back the kingdom.

The kingdom goes to shit with in years, The gap between rich and poor is huge, some parts of the kingdom has no clean water, and royal guards are extremely abusive. And Junghyun is going to war against other kingdoms.

Heyrin does her best raising Jungkook along with her boys. She gets help from her black smith brother who trains the boys in how to fight, how to handle weapons (swords, guns, knifes) and how to make them. Heyrin teaches their education. Jungkook knows he’ll need to clean up his brothers mess, and when word comes that his brother killed their mother, Jungkook’s anger only gets stronger.

One night Jungkook comes home and notices how the home feels off. Jungkook grabs one of the kitchen knifes and slowly creeps through the house till he hears the soft clink of a box opening. Jungkook heads to his room and sees a male with pink hair opening his window and spots the royal letter his mom gave him in the males back pocket. The male just smiles at him before he hops out the window onto the roof.

“No.” Jungkook gasps chasing the other male. Jungkook can’t lose that letter! It’s his ticket back to take back the kingdom! So Jungkook chases the other male along roof tops. The male was faster considering he was carrying a bag full of items. In the chase Jungkook loses him and curses. But when he gets home and tells Taehyung about it, the boy joins him on the search.

Jungkook does find the pink hair male again and about kills him, if it wasn’t for a purple-pink hair male that jump him from behind. Taehyung ends up jumping in and everyone is fighting till they hear a gun shot. Everyone stops seeing a black hair male walking down the ally pointing gun at them. And thats how Jungkook and Taehyung stumble into a rebel army against Junghyun.

Jungkook is brought to a purple hair male who seems like the leader and the leader holds up the royal letter and Jungkook asks for it back. But the leader, Namjoon, refuses to and opens the letter. Jungkook and Taehyung look at each other in fear as the male reads  it over. “You’re the second son? You’re suppose to be dead.” And Jungkook ends up joining the rebel army along with Taehyung. Seokjin joins a bit latter when he learns.

Jimin, the pink hair male that stole from him, smiles as Jungkook glares at him. Jimin just smiles walking up and stealing Jungkook’s wallet. “You better learn some move, little prince.” Jimin says tapping Jungkook’s lips with the wallet. Jungkook turns and slams Jimin against the wall and grabs his jaw. “Don’t mess with me, thief. I can easily make you my bitch.” Jimin just snorts before tripping and flipping Jungkook over. Jimin pins him to the ground and holds a small butterfly knife to his neck. Jimin just smiles, “whose the bitch now?” then kisses his nose before rolling off and walking away. 

And they whole thing. Jungkook and the rebels ruining supply runs to the castle, Jimin stealing maps, they make weapons, learn about secret tunnels, learning about the corrupt council, smut, violence, some character death, Jungkook leading a rebel army to take down his brother. All that jazz.

Yeah, thats what I got out of Not Today lol.

Do You Trust Me?

Originally posted by hotel-queen

Reader takes Bellamy back home only to end up needing help. Part Three of Halfway

Reader X Bellamy Blake

Warnings:Blood I think that’s it.


I wake up to feeling something brush my face softly. My eyes snapping open I quickly sit up just to see Bellamy sitting a foot in front of me clearly startled.

“Sorry you had-. Nevermind.” He says scratching the back of his neck looking away from me.

I smile seeing is tan skin brighten with a blush. Moving to all fours I press my lips to his cheek loving the surprised reaction  I get from him.

“What was that for.”

“Seemed like a good idea.” I say shrugging earning myself a slight glare it quickly fading though.

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Stoner Madara: "The shit I just took made me regret all my major life decisions leading up to it." Dork Hashirama: "But what about our friendship???" Madara: *deadpan look* "The fuck do you think- ... Why is your Venus Flytrap smiling and holding a knife..?" Hashirama: "BECAUSE I TRAINED HIM TO FIGHT ZOMBIES!" Madara: "... may the gods have mercy on our souls."

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Lost Series // Part Eight

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Pairing : Jerome x Fem. Reader

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This will not be word for word from the episode because I don’t feel like re watching it. Lol.

Originally posted by savagepatchkidzzz

Originally posted by likeag69

 y/c/h - your color hair


Dying is a part of life. Eventually everyone dies and moves onto heaven or hell. You see, I never really believed in God. There are so many different religions with vivid descriptions and you never really know what’s real and what isn’t. But I did expect something.. Not pearly gates but something. There is nothing though. At the very least I expected to float around as a ghost or something. Haunting people that pissed me off.

Nothing but darkness.. Forever. Maybe I was in hell. And hell is nothing. There is no God. The Devil made him up so that people have faith and hope that if they’re good they can end up with their loved ones. Well, even if you’re a saint you’ll still end up in Hell.

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CHDH 3

“Capturing Her Damaged Heart”

Rated M. See chapter 1 for list of warnings. I do not own Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima does.

Summary: A deadly disease plagues the world. People are dying, the dead are rising. The infection spreads too fast to stop. Everyone tries their best to survive in this post-apocalyptic world, but things get messy for Natsu when he finds a blonde woman on one of his missions. Natsu takes it upon himself to help her, protect her, and accidentally fall in love with her? Zombie Apocalypse AU. Hurt/comfort, angst, romance.

Read Chapter: 12, 3, 4

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Warning: Chapter contains violence


Chapter Three: Hostile

October 4th, 2017, Wednesday Noon

“H-hey…”

Natsu gave the girl an uneasy wave, hoping it would calm her down. He was wrong. It only made her flinch hard before pressing herself against the wall to get away from him. Her feet scraped against the concrete floor, causing more blood to coat the ground and the stray nails near her.

“You probably shouldn’t do that,” Natsu warned, wondering if her feet were responsible for her tears. His eyes raked over her form again, this time taking in more details since she hadn’t responded.

He noticed cuts along her neck and shoulders, some fresh, some healed. They blended in with the dark and light bruises adorning her skin. Her body was dirty, as well as her hair. He saw a few twigs threaded in with her grimy, dark blonde locks. It looked like she hadn’t brushed it in weeks.

Shaking in place, he realized she was probably cold. Her clothes barely covered her. She wore a black tank top, rips in multiple places. He knew she wasn’t wearing a bra, seeing a pink nipple peeking out between a large rip over her right breast.

Natsu’s eyes shot back to her feet, not wanting to see anymore of her private parts. It wasn’t his fault there was a rip over that area, exposing her nipple to him, but that didn’t mean he wanted to keep staring.

Natsu noted the short shorts she wore. He assumed they were supposed to be white. They were covered in dirt and mud, a few spots of dingy white peeking out from the filth.

It took him a moment to realize it, but her skin damage didn’t look normal, even for post-outbreak. Her bottom lip was busted, there was dried blood on her arms, shoulders and legs, and she had a nasty bruise on her left eye. It looked exactly like a black eye, which he would recognize considering him and his friend Gray gave them to each other all the time when they fought.

“Are you okay?” Natsu blurted out, causing the girl to flinch hard. He guessed she got used to the silence, startled when he spoke. “Hey, I won’t hurt you. I just wanna help.”

Natsu tried to play the tough guy, but deep down he had a compassionate heart. It was why he wanted to stay instead of empty the house and leave right away. He didn’t know if it was from seeing Max’s dead body or not, but he wanted to save this girl. She didn’t look like she could save herself.

“Will you let me help you?” Natsu took a step forward, only to have her shake her head. “It’s okay… I’m not gonna bite.” He realized that wasn’t the best thing to say. Currently getting bit was the easiest way to die.

The girl slowly pressed one hand to the ground to push herself up. Natsu’s attention went to the cuts on her leg. They shook badly when she stood, and Natsu finally had a good look at her body.

Or what was left of it.

He didn’t realize how skinny she was until now. Her wrists, ankles, neck, shoulders… everything looked too small. He could see her collarbone clearly, and that disturbed him. He wouldn’t be surprised if he could see each rib on her torso.

Natsu thought she was finally coming around, but that idea was trashed when the girl threw a handful of bloody nails at his face before bolting. Natsu barely managed to block the nails from hitting his eyes and mouth with his arm.

“What the hell?!” he yelled, dropping his arm and turning to see her running up the stairs.

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