i feel like clawing my face off

Game Day

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 2263

Authors Note: I wanted to make a Stiles imagine for @rememberstilinski and @sarcasticallystilinski‘s Lacrosse Week, so here it is! I hope you guys enjoy. I want to thank @dylanobsessed for editing it for me! 

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I don’t understand guys that don’t make their girl cum.

I mean. The way her body moves. How her toes curl. The way she desperately claws at you or grips the sheets like she’s about to fall off. The way her eyes roll back. The wonderful sounds that she makes. Hearing her gasp then go silent. Seeing the expression of pure bliss on her face. Feeling the wetness between her legs grow more and more as her body trembles.

Fuck. That’s what makes it all worth it. I don’t understand how some of y'all settle for less. I mean, even if I cum first I still finish my girl off. To miss out on all that? No thank you.

Abducted - 1

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Summary: you were a normal person with a very normal life until you were abducted by a strange man.

A/N: ANGST!!! Here’s to hoping this series would get some love and people will like it. it’s a really dark introductory part. The series will be dark but will have some fluff. hope you like it!

Warnings: being hit, pain, being chained, abduction, wounds.

Word Count: 1653

Part 2

‘thank you!’ you gave the cashier a tired smiled and got out of the store. the day had been tiring, all you wanted to do was collapse in your bed and get something to eat. You were never comfortable to eat when people were around you. you just never liked the feeling of people’s eyes on you. so, with an empty stomach and tired eyes you made your way to the car.

The night was warm, the air felt thick that day. With not much of a breeze blowing, everything was dead silent. You liked the quiet, you could let your mind wander in the silence and think of great things or truly freighting ones.

A crackle of leaves pulled you out of your thoughts. You had thought you were alone there. With slightly furrowed eyebrows you looked around and found no one in sight. Maybe it was the wind? You continued walking on the empty street before you heard the noise again. you stopped and took in a sharp breath. Something was wrong.

‘always trust your instincts. if you thing something’s wrong, it is.’ You recalled the words you had probably heard or read somewhere. You clenched your jaw, tightened your grip of the brown bag in your hands and started pacing towards your car. You started to count to distract yourself from the scary thoughts.


Someone was following you. you were sure now, you didn’t look back just picked up the pace.


You were running, but the footsteps followed. Your heart thumped as they neared.


‘Shit!’ you cursed under your breath as you fell.


You were struck with something in the back of the head.

  Blue disrupted your vison, you couldn’t tell if you were breathing for it was becoming so difficult. You tried to crawl but your senses betrayed you. you kept a hand on where you had been struck and with the last of your strength turned over to face your attacker. A tall man in green, an image you remember before your head made contact with the gravel and everything turned pitch black.

You were waking up, coming back to your senses. You shot your eyes open and immediately regret it as the bright lights burned your eyes. You rubbed the back of your head, the blow had been quiet hard and you could still feel a sharp pain. you groaned with closed eyes and slumped against the wall. You opened your eyes when you realized that this all was not a bad dream. It was a living nightmare. You started panicking as you looked around. You were in a warehouse, and as anyone with common sense would know a warehouse was never a good place to wake up at. with more examining you saw that you were in a basement with a scanty amount of furniture and a makeshift bed which you had been laying on.

Why would someone wish to abduct you out of everyone in the world? You weren’t important or filthy rich, then why?

You were overwhelmed, so many thoughts and possibilities were shouting in your mind. it all fell silent once you heard those familiar footsteps again.

There he was, the tall man in green. Raven hair slicked back, a dagger in hand, an attractive sharp face with piercing green eyes, he strutted towards you. he dawned a weird, ancient looking outfit of emerald green, black and gold.

‘hello, human.’ He tucked in the dagger and smiled at you almost tauntingly. He knelt to your level and you shuffled backwards. You could only do so to some extent for a chain around your ankle had you trapped. ‘ah, I apologise for that but you see it was quite necessary.’ He smirked. ‘now, let’s not waste much time.’ He looked at you intently and you gulped. ‘see, I have some plans and I can’t ensue them without assistance of someone like you.’ he explained and you listened for you had no other option. ‘so, think of yourself as my slave. A mere pawn I’ll be pushing around and using to do certain things. If you wish to live without being harmed, you do what I ask.’ He got up. ‘I shall talk to you later.’ He said before leaving.

You were frightened. You had never felt such fear in your life before. What did he plan to do? You brought your knees close to your chest and buried your head in your hands, hoping for the best, waiting for what had to come, you let out a quiet sob. He returned after a while and you looked at him.

‘hungry, human?’ he asked.

‘(y/n).’ you muttered. You were numb now, you didn’t feel anything now. If you were going to be here and possibly die, you might as well do it courageously.

‘what?’ he stepped forwards.

‘(y/n).’ you stated clearly. ‘my name is (y/n). not human.’ You looked directly in his eyes.

‘so, the kitten has claws,’ he grinned and brought his face close to yours. you didn’t move. ‘I like that.’ He looked in your eyes for a while and moved back. ‘let’s not get off topic, I want you to cook something. for the both of us.’ he snapped his fingers and the chain was unlocked. Your eyes grew wide, you had anticipated the situation wrongly.

  ‘it better be good.’ He started walking and motioned you to follow. It was hard to keep up with him with his long legs. The warehouse was completely different upstairs, it seemed like a well decorated house.

 No one could say it was a warehouse until they ignored the royal bed and furniture, heaps of book and the little cooking area. The only thing that gave it away were the old, blackening walls.

‘there.’ He said sternly and motioned towards the ‘kitchen’. You nodded and made your way to the kitchen. He did have quite a lot of supplies and even that grocery bag of yours. you made your favourite soup and toasted some bread. Fearing ‘his royalty’ wouldn’t be impressed by just that, you made a brownie in a mug and set it all in a tray for him and in the bowls for yourself.

You found him reading a book, sat in the chair and table near his bed. you kept the tray on the table and took a few steps bac. ‘wait,’ he kept the book down. ‘eat some of it first.’ He ordered and you obeyed. As you took the first bite you realised how hungry you were. You hadn’t eaten for so long. After tasting it all he motioned you to step back. He ate some of the soup and quirked his brows. ‘I am impressed.’ He looked at you. ‘you can go now, mortal.’ He said and you left.

With some food finally in your belly, you rested your head against the wall. Sorrow after some time fades, what scares you no longer is scary when you accept it. you weren’t scared now, just hollow. Hollowness was all you felt, all that occupied your little hell, your basement.

You were listening to the man, listening to his footsteps, his little movements, the flipping of pages, god you missed music. You would hear to your favourite songs and bad days would feel good. But it might so happen that you would never be able to hear to music again, made you realise that there were so many normal things you won’t be able to do now. You couldn’t live like that.

The bed’s dipping and a long silence that followed signified that he was asleep. It was your chance, a chance to possibly escape. But he could catch you and the situation might worsen.

You had to do something. you took in deep breath and stood up. you were going to escape. You tiptoed upstairs and found him asleep. You kept the bowl and plate aside and started to look for an exit when you saw a high window. You swiftly started climbing and reached it, this was it, you just had open the window now. You glanced at him and is motionless form assured you that you could go on. You started to unscrew the bolts when suddenly a force made you fall. But you never made contact with the floor.

‘you foolish, foolish girl.’ The man’s voice taunted. you were in his arms but he was also lying on the bed. the twin of the man vanished and you were left more confused. He carried you back to the basement. ‘tell me mortal,’ he asked, sarcasm evident in his voice. ‘did you really think you could escape?’ you didn’t reply. You feared this might have agitated him and it could mean some serious trouble for you.

‘i-I’ you tried to speak but the words won’t come out.

‘hush.’ He sat you on the dirty mattress and didn’t turn away his patronising gaze from you. he put the chain on your ankle again. your heart sank, you were back where you started. ‘I am Loki, the god of mischief. It will take a lot more than these little attempts to fool me.’ he said and moved closer. ‘you are not going away anywhere. Not unless I want you to. And trust me,’ he started walking away. ‘you are going to be here for a very long time.’ He stopped by the stairs. ‘sleep.’ he said and turned off the lights before leaving.

You punched the wall and threw your head back, you wanted to scream, you wanted to break free. But you couldn’t. you were trapped. You were, a personal hound now, a slave. you didn’t know anything else but this. !. you were abducted 2. The man who had abducted you was apparently the god of mischief, Loki. 3. He had some plans he wanted your help for. 4. There was no way to escape this.

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Coffee on me - chapter two

A Kwon Jiyong/ G-Dragon Fanfiction

Description: She moved to Seoul in search of stardom, but after one year all she has is a douche for a boyfriend, and a job at a cafe that pays minimum wage. after a particularly bad day she starts to wonderif she should pack her bags and head home, but when kwon jiyong strolls into her cafe she begins to wonder if things might start going her way… that is until she spills his coffee on him.

word count: 2.8k

warnings: mentions of alcohol abuse, fluffy fluffy Jiyong

A/N: sorry it took literally forever for chapter two but here it is! and boy does this plot get thicc!

Another week came, and with each ring of the service bell I forgot more and more about the cute customer with a gummy smile. Focusing on making aesthetic latte designs while juggling angry customers makes it almost impossible to dream about a certain sunshine haired boy.

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Always Have Always Will Luke Hemmings Smut for Anonymous

I stood at this party taking a sip from my cranberry vodka, sighing in annoyance as my friend left me to make out with her boyfriend she is on and off with. I felt a guy come behind me and when I looked I was surprised to see my good friend Luke.

“Hey I didn’t know you’d be here.” I said and he smiled and looked down at me.

“Why wouldn’t I be here?” He asked and rolled my eyes.

“Oh I just figured the captain of the soccer team and most popular kid in school had something better to do than go to a college party on a Friday night.” I said sarcastically and he chuckled. We’ve known each other since we were in diapers but once we got into college I would spend my Friday nights in the library while he went to win a game.

“Yeah I did but thought I could swing by and see what all the fuss is about. How about you? No good books to be hitting tonight?” He asked and I laughed and rolled my eyes.

“No just wanted to see what all the fuss is about.” I answered back in a sarcastic tone and he laughed, at that moment a girl tripped and spilled her drink all over Luke and I causing us both to gasp.

“I’m so sworry.” The girl slurred and I looked up at Luke who was smiling and I couldn’t help but smile.

“No worries sweetie. Where are your friends?” I asked and a girl came up behind her and took her drink away from her.

“Right here. So sorry.” The friend apologized and I gave a small nod as she took her friend away.

“My place is right down the street if you want to change into something more dry.” Luke offered and I laughed and gave a small nod before we started to walk out of the dorm room. We had small talk on the way to his dorm and once we got in we were still soaking wet and I walked around his room viewing pictures surprinsingly I was in a lot of them.

“I didn’t realize you had so many of these pictures up.” I stated picking one up of the day we were just starting kindergarten and Luke was crying because I took his Teenage Ninja Turtle figure. “I love this picture.” I said to myself with a small smile.

“I remember I cried the whole day and once nap time came you gave it to me because you knew I couldn’t sleep without it.” He said and right behind me scaring me and making me jump. I turned around and looked up only centimeters away from his lips.

“I miss us Luke.” I whispered and he looked right into my eyes quickly looked at my lips. He leaned down and kissed me and I kissed back as his hands cupped my face. Things started to get heated and once his hands reached for my shorts I gasped causing for both of us to stop.

“I’m sorry Luke. I just don’t want this to be how this happens. Based off a one night fling from a party across the dorm. I—I–.”

“I love you.” He said surprising me and I swallowed in shock. “I always have. But we grew apart in high school then even more in college and then you started dating that jerk Ashton and I didn’t think you felt the same way.” He explained.

“I love you too Luke. Always have. Always will.” I whispered and he smiled and leaned in and kissed me again. I smiled within our kiss and pushed him back toward his bed and he grabbed my hips and brought me closer.

“You know we smell like beer and sweat. We should take a shower.” I whispered in his ear as he started to help me undress.

“Save water shower with a partner.” He growled and I smiled as I led him to his shower and we both finished undressing. “Fuck love.” He grunted and I smiled and shyly covered my body and he slowly walked toward me and moved my arms to the side. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” He said before lightly kissing my shoulder and then kissing my lips. He led me into his shower and turned on the water.

I grabbed the soap and started to wash his hair with it creating bubbles and I blew them toward him and he laughed.

“This reminds me of when we used to take baths as kids. You’d always sink my battleships.” He said and I laughed and brought him toward me.

“Yeah but now we’re taking a grown up bath. I can sink something else now.” I said trying to be sexy and I couldn’t hide the goofy smile from my face and he laughed at my line.

“That was really bad.” He said and I laughed and slapped his chest.

“Do you want head or not?” I asked crossing my arms and his face went serious and then I laughed and kissed him. I started to get on my knees and he leaned on the wall, I pumped him a couple times and gave his shaft a long lick causing a huge groan to fall from his lips. I then placed him in my mouth and started bobbing my head and he kept moaning while leaning back on the shower wall.

“Fuck babe I’m going to cum! Fuck! Fuck!” He moaned out and I felt him come into my mouth and I looked up at him and swallowed taking him by surprise.

“Love you are amazing.” HE whispered as he helped me up and started to kiss my neck. His hands found my breast and he gave them a hard squeeze while his mouth attached to my right nipple. I let out a loud moan and grabbed his hair.

“Babe I have a question. Don’t get offended but we’ve separated for a while and I want to know—“

“If I’m still a virgin? No Luke I’m not but I’ve only done it one other time with Ashton and I didn’t like how he did it. But I want to do it with you. I have an IUD so no condom. Please.” I whined nad he smiled and kissed me roughly. He kissed my neck and lifted my right leg to wrap around his waist while he pumped himself once more. He slid into me and I moaned while he grunted. I smiled and clawed his hair while his hips started to move forward, he knew the perfect pace to go at and I was so amazed because sex didn’t feel like this with Ashton.

“Fuck Luke I’m not going to last long!” I moaned and his hips moved faster and I felt the pit of my stomach release as I came hard with Luke following right after me. We were both panting and had smiles on our faces, I finished cleaning myself off and then helped Luke clean his hair and once we finished we got out and I changed into his clothes.

“This was amazing.” I said as I laid on his bed and he turned on his TV before cuddling with me.

“Our moms would be so happy right now. They’ve been planning our wedding when we were in their wombs.” He said and I laughed and slapped his chest. I looked up at and kissed him before I felt my eyes droop. “It’s okay love go to bed. I’ll put our clothes in the wash and tomorrow we’ll go get breakfast and I’ll walk you back to your room.” He said and I smiled and kissed him again and gave a nod before I felt my eyes close and my breathing slowed. 

An Eye For An Eye ~Smutty September~

Prompt: Carl, and Enid threesome.

Pairing: Carl x Reader x Enid

Word Count: 730


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Claws and Lace

Princess Peach finds that love between different species sometimes creates problems… in bed.

This is 100% pure smutfic about a princess and her monster boyfriend. Please don’t expect to find any plot in this mess.

Oneshot ☆ 5,200 words ☆ NSFWAlso on AO3

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“Oh no, I have been kidnapped! Whatever will I do?” Peach cried out into the deserted hallway as Bowser carried her to his bedroom.

“Do you want me to put you down so I can open the door, or would you prefer a manly display of strength?” he asked her.

“Manly display, please,” she answered, smiling.

“All right then, hold on tight,” he responded before raising his leg and kicking in the door, which burst open with a crash.

“You should roar when you do that.”

Bowser rolled his eyes. “Roar,” he said, carrying her over the threshold.

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Daddy's Good Girl

“What did you do wrong, and I won’t ask again!” Luke bellows while staring at me with such anger, only making me whine again and shut my eyes while rising my hand up and trying to get Luke’s fingers off my chin.

Originally posted by cashtonkinks

Words: 3000+

Request: Yes (sorry it toke so long @ the anon who request it!!!)


“Now, would you like to explain to me what you did wrong,” Luke says in such a rough voice that it makes my stomach chun and my heart skip a beat.

His index finger and thump are gripping onto my chin with so much strength that I can’t even tear my eyes away from his piercing blue ones. I make a whine slip through my lips while trying to pull away from Luke’s hard grip only making him look at me with anger while I see his jaw clench.

“What did you do wrong, and I won’t ask again!” Luke bellows while staring at me with such anger, only making me whine again and shut my eyes while rising my hand up and trying to get Luke’s fingers off my chin.

“You’re being very bad today Y/N,” Luke says in a warning tone while I just shake my head and continue to claw at his wrist. “I don’t care!” I spit back, finally looking up at him and seeing his eyes grow darker then mintues before.

“Ow!” I shierk when I feel Luke roughly grasp my hair into his hand and tug it downwards, my eyes squinting up at him as my nails keep on clawing into his skin.

“I said, what did you do wrong!” Luke shouts and I attempt to shake my head in Luke rough grip before I’m pulling my left hand off of Luke’s wrist and colliding the palm of my hand with Luke’s cheek.

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me: a mentally ill ™, my gangly body is walking on stick legs, my big orangutan arms bending unnaturally, my fucked up eagle claw ass hands are ripping my face skin off,,,,,,the bones of my hips and spine are potruding outta my nasty grey skin,,,,,,,,,,skulls lay beside me. my eyes are sunken and wide,,,,i am screaming. THATS what The illness™ feels like……..

His watchdog (Loki x Reader) Part Three:

Originally posted by tomhiddleston-gifs

Note: Description of violence, swearing 

Words: 1170 

I swear on everything that is good I am going to punch those pearly white teeth out of his skull without hesitation. Those damn dreams are getting worse and worse each day that I am forced to watch him and make sure he doesn’t escape. Each night brings us both a step closer to actually doing something more than touching and… no. I growled softly before shaking my head walking down the hallway I knew like the back of my hand now. I stopped in front of the door, knowing that the horrors of those dreams would give to me once I cross the threshold. He’ll be waiting with that stupid smile and greeting me like I’m his friend, and part of me is starting to realize I don’t hate him.

I immediately shut off the argument that was raging on in my head as I stepped into the room taking notice that Loki was actually asleep. My eyes widened softly, because that never happens like ever, he always awake whenever I come in. I ignore that thought before sitting down in the chair with a sigh of annoyance that I heave ever since I started watching him about four weeks ago. I heard shuffling as I look up to see Loki slowly sitting up in his bed as he sighed rubbing his eyes. I suppressed a chuckle noting the messiness of his raven colored hair and the dazed expression he held. “Well good morning.” I said as he looked over to him with a small frown.

“How long have you been here?” Loki asked quirking an eyebrow. “Not even five minutes.” I said with a small shrug. Loki nods softly, he’s not his usual snarky self which actually worries me because he looks distance. “Hey is… is everything okay?” I asked quietly. “You realize you’re asking a murderer if he’s feeling alright.” Loki countered as I rolled my eyes. “Listen here Dick, I was only asking if you were okay. You look… upset I don’t know.” I huff. “I do?” He asked as I nod my head. “Yeah, it’s like the look when you lose someone you care about.” I said looking down as he glances over to me. “You are a lot wiser than you look my dear.” He comments.

“What do you mean?” I asked looking up at him as he runs his fingers through his hair causing the tangles to smooth out into his perfect hair. “Because you are right.” He said crossing his arms. “I was?” I asked as he rolls his eyes. “I’m starting to take that comment back.” He said sarcastically. “Who did you lose?” I asked deciding to change the topic off me. Suddenly he grew silent again, face showing so much emotion it was hard to comprehend it all. “Loki, you don’t–” I started to tell him that he didn’t need to tell me if he was uncomfortable, but he cut me off. “My mother.” He spoke so softly I had almost missed it, but I didn’t and it broke my heart.

“Loki..” I whispered as he looked to me seeing the worry I held on my face, opening my mouth to finish when the alarms started to blare. “What’s going on?” I asked as it rumbled causing me to hit the ground with a thud. “Agent (L/N), we need you up here now.” Fury barked over the speaker as I sighed standing up. “I’ll be back.” I said to Loki who grins. “Take your time.” He waves before I flip him off as I run out the door. There was gunfire as I ran up the steps pointing out the handgun I had been giving in case Loki escape. Lot a good it would do though, he’s a frickin’ God, how would a bullet stop him in any situation.

I was running down a hallway when there was a gunshot that almost hit me before I immediately slid into a crevice. I peeked down the corridor taking notice of the four men that were waiting for me as I cracked my neck. “Alright,” I grinned cocking my gun. “Let’s dance.” I whispered before pulling out as I took out the first two easily. I ducked and dodged the other two before taking them out as I took off down the hallway. “Sir, what’s going on?” I asked into my comm. “One of the prisoners escaped and called his army.” Nick explained before I gasped being slammed into the ground. I looked up to see cat eyes staring back at me. “Agent (L/N) are you alright?” He asked.

My eyes widened as the woman slammed her claws down beside my head cutting into my cheek causing me to hiss before I kicked her away. She hit the wall before landing on her feet as she growled lunging at him, but I got up in the nick of time. Her claws scraped against the ground as it squeaked loudly in my ear as my eyes snapped shut before I covered my ear. I grunted feeling this creature tackle me again as my back slammed into the floor causing me to hiss at the sharp pain. I glared before grabbing her hand when she tried to slash me again when I pushed it back trying to break her wrist. “Get fucked you bitch!” I spat before kneeing her in the stomach.

She stumbled back as I reached for my fallen gun I had dropped when she first tackled me. I cried out feeling her sinking her claws into my leg as I started to kick her in the face to get her off me. She started to literally climb up my leg sinking her claws deeper each time before I turned as my eyes snapped shut. My hands felt cold, like freezing cold and everything around me felt cold when I started to pant before looking up  I felt froze in place as I looked to the cat woman who was actually froze in ice when I looked around to see for Loki. He was a frost Giant, but he was nowhere to be found when Nick and the others came as his eye widened.

“What that hell happened?” He demanded as Phil helped me from underneath the frozen feline when he glared at me for an answer. “I have no idea! I just.. I was fighting with her and then poof she was frozen!” I huffed glaring at Nick before crossing my arms. “Loki is still down in his cell.” Nick asked as I frowned. “I need to talk to him.” I said softly as Nick quirked an eyebrow. “I think he will probably know what happened.” I said before wiping the blood from my cheek as I walked down the hallway, more like limped. “Go to the medical bay first, then talk to Loki.” Nick said. “Yes sir.” I said turning the other way. One question was racing through my mind, How in the hell did I do that? 

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The Lie - ONE: welcome to neverland

THE last thing I can honestly, vividly recall is all the smoke – choking me, blinding me, filling my lungs.
        So yeah, it’s a little disorienting to wake up surrounded by trees. Especially because I could’ve sworn I was in rush-hour traffic a second ago…
        I slowly pull myself into a sitting position, only to cry out at the strange pulsing in my head. It feels as though someone is striking me repeatedly with a hammer. I gingerly bring my fingers up to touch the pulsating spot; when I pull them away, they are bright red. Great.
        …what happened? Why can’t I remember anything? My parents and I were driving, on our way to the movies, when…
        A sudden rustle in the trees breaks my concentration. I quickly stagger to my feet, head and heart pounding in sync as I examine my surroundings. The hair on the back of my neck stands straight. It feels as though someone is watching me…
        “Who are you?”

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But I’m Useless: Pack Imagine

Okay so I told you it was long! But you guys wanted it that way! Plus I really loved how this turned out!

“You don’t get it.” I cried, looking between Scott, Liam and Stiles. “I’m not like you.” I looked at Scott and Liam. “I’m not supernatural like you.” I corrected. “Nothing I do ever helps. I’m just a distraction or in the way.”

“But Y/N, you saved my life when I had an asthma attack. You knew where to find me and what was wrong before you even got there.” Scott argues. I shook my head, another tear rolling down my cheek.

“Do you know the behind the scenes of that? I collapsed in the middle of maths, clawing at my throat, feeling like someone was strangling me. The closer I got too you the worse it got, before I thought I was going to pass out. It wasn’t until after that I realised that I could breathe fine. It was in my head. But I will never think that at the time. Remember when I punched that lacrosse player in the face?” I continued, “I could feel the anger rolling off in waves from Liam, so hard that all I saw was red. When that cleared I had burst someone’s nose.

“I have no control over it. All I want to do is help. And my body will make me do whatever I can to help. But I can’t save you. I can barely look after myself, I couldn’t actually live with myself if something happens to you. I- I…” My words choked in my throat and I turned around and ran from the room, new tears on my face.

“Y/N!” Liam shouted but I kept going, out the front door and onto the road, following it to trees.

I didn’t stop running until I physically couldn’t. Which was surprisingly far seeing as I don’t run. I couldn’t help but marvel at how far I had gotten. If only coach could see me now.

Once my breathing had evened I looked around and realised two things, that I was a) hopelessly lost and b) completely alone.

I decided that walking back was my best hope on getting out and I continued walking for around three minutes before I heard the snapping of twigs. I freeze, Perhaps we should take b) off of the list.

On instinct that wasn’t mine I began running again, twigs and branches scratching at my skin.

Almost instantly I was on the ground, a dark shadow of a hoodie looming on top of me.

“Don’t worry sweetheart.” The voice of Theo Raeken filled my ear as I got a face full of leaves. “You won’t feel a thing.”

A painful slit to the back of my neck told me, that actually I would but before I could protest the familiar feeling of Kanima venom worked its way around my body. A bag was thrust over my head and everything was dark.

When the bag was pulled off my head I was both pleased and horrified by what I found. Pleased in the sense that Theo Raeken’s literal flawless face was in mines, a playful smirk on his lips. Horrified by the fact that I was tied to a chair and being held in a very dingy and dirty underground room.

“Welcome back, sunshine,” Theo continued the nicknames as he smiled.

“What the hell” I say through gritted teeth, “are you doing?”

“Proving something to you, and these guys.” Theo motioned to his pack behind him. I looked at them all in turn. Tracy was definitely trying to be the most menacing. With her half scally green skin, bright yellow eyes and long sharp claws that inject paralysing venom, she definitely scared the crap out of me.

Next to her was Josh, who had his mouth crammed with his fangs, his eyes their awful cloudy colour that made me shiver. I didn’t like him either.

Then there was Corey, I almost looked passed him. I found nothing about him threatening. Hell, the kid looked around twelve. Next to Corey was Hayden. My eyes rested on her the longest. She didn’t have any of her claws out and it took a long menacing look from Tracey for her to make her eyes glow. I rolled my own normal eyes at her. Pathetic.

I focused back on Theo. “So please explain to me, what you’re trying to prove?”

“All in good time.” He laughed, his white teeth flashing even in the dim light.

He walked over to me and crouched down, just at my side. He made a big deal of removing my hair away before leaning in and whispering. “I need you to scream for me.”

And with no word or warning, Theo sunk his teeth into my shoulder.

My throat was ripped raw at the sudden piercing noise that left me. I was high and shrill, echoing all around the room and causing everyone to cover their ears. I sounded like a freaking dog whistle.

“I’m sure Liam and Scott will hear that!” Theo shouted triumphantly over the top of me and on instinct, one that I knew wasn’t mine, my voice shut off, so abruptly that I choked.

“They’ll be here soon.” Theo stated, looking up at the ceiling.

As it was Liam and Scott I could hear them too, heavy thumping of footprints and ragged shouts.

There were three heartbeats.

My own quickened… they brought Stiles. The thought of what Theo might do to my brother sent my heart racing.

Theo, sensing this, bent down low in front of me, even smiling, as if he hadn’t just took a chunk out of my shoulder like I was some god damn meal.

Slowly he reached out and cupped my chin with his hand, his eyes glowing their chimera yellow.

The dark veins of pain appeared on his wrist, travelling up his arm.

Quickly my pain began to subside before I couldn’t even feel it. In fact my energy levels began to rise and when Theo let go, gasping, I couldn’t help but smile.

It only lasted for like three seconds before I heard more loud thundering footsteps running down the stairs. They were getting closer.

“Why did you do that?” Tracey asked, growling at me when I struggled with the ropes.

“You would fatten a pig up before slaughtering them, wouldn’t you?” Theo replied and my blood ran cold.

“What!?” I shouted, my voice high and screechy. And loud. I earned myself a roar from Tracey as she advanced on me, but Theo grabbed her wrist.

“No!” Theo yelled at her, grabbing her around the waist in an attempt to grab her. “I told you, no one touches her until they get here!”

Tracey leaned into Theo but he threw her away, turning around to face the rest of his pack.

Tracey had stumbled to my side and she leant in and hissed, “I cannot wait to kill you.”

She walked away and I could see her smiling with confidence.

“It was my chemo signals,” I thought. Because at the moment I was terrified. Genuine fear and panic was coursing through me as tears began to drip down my face.

“Y/N!” I heard the distant shout of my name and Liam’s voice made my head hurt.

The calls got louder and louder until suddenly all three of them burst through the doors.

“Oh hello,” Theo said, acting mock surprise, “care to join our little party?”

Liam’s anger hit me like a slap in the face and I wasn’t sure which one of us it was that was growling.

The fighting broke out like an awful horror movie. Blood was suddenly everywhere, and horrendous shouts and roars filled the air.


My head snapped to the side, eyes wide when I saw Hayden with her hands around Stiles throat.

“You can save him,” A voice filled my ears, “you can save them all, Y/N, but you need to fight.”

And it was like the light was switched on in my mind. Suddenly everything made sense. And this time when the feeling, no the instinct in my gut told me to fight, I listened.

Sharp claws sprung from my nails, slicing through the ropes like ribbon, and I leapt from my chair, on one knee.

My eyes were burning with an unfamiliar feeling but whatever it was I liked it. The first person to go for me was Tracey. I wasn’t surprised. Or disappointed.

I ducked her swing at me, using my own new nails to slash at her stomach. She roared out in pain and an urge of my own made me roar right back at her. She stumbled backwards in shock and I slashed at her again.

She growled at me and dived forward, her claws piercing my stomach.

The whole room collectively gasped. “Y/N!” Liam sobbed, his blue eyes looking right into mines. And a thick flow of strength surged through me and I stared down at Tracey, my own eyes glaring at her bright yellow eyes. A low threatening growl echoed deep from my throat and Tracey looked confused as she could probably feel her venom running into me as much as I could.

Long sharp fangs jutted out of my mouth as I twisted round and sunk my new set of teeth in Tracey’s arm.

Tracey let out a horrified scream as she dropped me to the ground. I was up in a flash and threw Tracey as hard as I could into the wall.

As soon as one was down another was on me. Literally. I was pinned to the ground, cracking my head off the concrete.

I immediately knew it was Josh by the energy buzzing through me. He growls menacingly in my face. I do what my body tells me too and trap him with my legs, pinning him to me before rolling over so I was on top.

I clench my hand into a fist and hit him one, two, three times. Electricity was beginning to spark of him at this point, whether this was his body’s natural way to deal with pain I didn’t have time to think before I threw him to the wall to, were he landed with a painful sounding cracking noise.

“Corey!” Theo shouts ferociously. A hard punch was delivered to my jaw, by an invisible Corey. A kicked was launched at my stomach and I doubled over slightly.

The more me part of myself hatched an idea. I fell to my knees and clenched my fists before thumping down on the ground, screaming as well for added help.

And just like I hoped dust rained down from the concrete ceiling, coating everything and everyone in a fine white powder. Including Corey. I caught sight of a slightly blurry body straight ahead of me and I launched myself at it. I rugby tackled him to the ground, the surprise of it shocking Corey back to normal.

But when I was on top of him, I didn’t want to hurt him. He hadn’t done anything without being forced into it.

I pulled him to hit feet before throwing him, more gently to the side.

The only person that was left was Hayden. My brain was working on over time. Liam was here, I couldn’t do that to him. But as I watched her now, with her claws against my brothers throat I decided that he was my top priority.

I screamed at her, my eyes burning intensely into hers.

“Let him go.” My voice was nothing more than a deep growl.

Hayden’s own fangs appeared as she threw Stiles to the side, Scott reaching out to catch him before he hit the ground.

Hayden ran at me, claws and fangs at the ready. We both grabbed each other around the neck. She screamed at me, gnashing her teeth violently but I reacted first by pounding away relentlessly at her, punching every part I could.

She collapsed at my feet and I immediately stopped. I thought of Liam’s blue eyes boring into me and I even backed away from her.

A slow steady clap echoed around the room and I jumped to look at Theo grinning at me.

“And you thought you were useless.”

I was gasping for breath, my lungs burning as I came back to myself.

“What…what did you do to me?” I sobbed, my knees buckling. Scott ran out and caught me, his warm arms still holding me like they normally would. Least he wasn’t afraid of me.

Theo chuckled, which developed into a cackle before he was doubled over in a crazy maniac laughter which cemented my thoughts on him being crazy.

“Sweetheart, you think I done that to you? Oh no, you did.” He was still chortling, which sent a shot of anger through me. What was this a game to him!

“They call it Mater Pack.” Theo spoke like it was obvious. Also pleased, like he was admiring his own handiwork on what I had done to his pack.

“Well?” Liam snarled from behind us, his eyes glowing.

“That means Pack Mother in Latin. It’s an ancient myth, an offspring from an Alpha. Someone who has a bond with their pack so strong that they feel what they feel, know when they’re in danger and is forced into protecting them. Like a motherly instinct you could say.

“A Pack Mom is protected to the death by her pack.” He finished his last sentence with a gorgeous smile that made my skin crawl.

Both Stiles and Liam had walked up behind us, Stiles grabbing my hand. He opened his mouth to retort to Theo, probably with something cheeky or sarcastic when a sound echoed round the room.

A loud droning noise, layered with a dull buzzing but the loudest thing was the heavy thundering footsteps. The Dread Doctors.

“We gotta go.” Scott said, his arms wrapping around my waist as he pulled me towards the door.

“Stop!” Theo shouted, holding his hand up, “They’re coming this way, you’ll be running straight at them.”

Scott froze, one hand on the door handle.

“Scott.” I whispered. My head was reeling, and nothing was staying still. And I was just so tired.

“Hang on Y/N,” Scott whispered, pressing his lips to my temple. “I’ll get us out of here.”

His promise sent a rush of warmth through me. More buzzing and droning boomed through the room.

“Scott!” I heard the warning in Theo’s voice, and with one snap decision Scott picked me up and threw me away, and I hurtled far away into the corner.

My whole body screamed betrayal, my eyes burned and a feeling in my gut roared liked crazy. As I was bracing for impact, Liam’s muscular arms wrapped around me and everything vanished. Every feeling. Damn my boys were smart.

It wasn’t until Liam was ripped away from me did I fully realise what was happening.

The Dread Doctors were here. And they had ginormous needles filled with terrifying green liquid. Oh no. Oh hell no.

A feeling pooled in my stomach. Protection. I turned round to Stiles, who was ducking and backing away from a Dead Doctor, who was backing him into the corner.

Growling, I lunged myself at them, knocking the Doctor into the cement wall. His mask left a long crack on the wall, shards of glass flying from his broken goggles.

I crouched down in a striking position, my long fangs bared and a loud snarling noise told him to back off. Funnily enough he turned and stumbled away.

“Liam!” Stiles roared, flailing around and trying to get to his feet. I spun and actually screamed out in horror.

Liam was pinned to the wall by a Dread Doctor who had his needle jammed in Liam’s neck. Green liquid was drooling from Liam’s mouth and oozing out his ears.

My scream steadily turned into a roar, which grew louder and louder before it was almost became unbearable. The Dread Doctor staggered away, glass cracks on his glasses lenses and his head bobbing from side to side. I hurled myself at him, my arms head locking him around the neck. We hit the ground together and with one loud crack I realise my grip had broken its neck.

I recoil, horrified by what I’d done before I heard a choked gargling noise.

I collapse down next to Liam, cradling him in my arms.

“I’m sorry.” I cried into his hair, feeling his body shudder and twitch, “I’m so sorry, Liam.”

Slowly Liam reached for my hand, clasping it, his eyes dulling back to their normal blue. His body twitched and shook more violently until it suddenly stopped. I screamed out a sob as I felt his breathing stop.

“Liam!” I shouted, shaking his shoulders desperately, shouting and yelling his name.

My eyes started burning again, and whatever was over taking me I willingly let it as I clutched the dead boy to my chest. My lips sloppily kissed his forehead, my tears dripping down onto his face.

He jerked, leaning into me more. Gasping I opened my eyes looking at him. His body began to shake and contract but I held fast, before with one loud strangled cough he opened his eyes, re-tightening his grip on my hand.

“Hi Y/N.” He whispered.

theriu  asked:

Clearly you like dogs, so what are your feelings on cats and/or chinchillas?

there’s a bunch of idiots running around besmirching the good names of animals everywhere. that panther guy tried to claw my face off. so uncalled for. and then theres all those weird bug guys. spiderant or whatever. if it’s got fur i like it and the superpeople should lay off

Kim Hanbin/BI (of iKon) one shot based on this post by imaginekon! Gif credit goes to owner.
- Essy

“This is so bad.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“No, Hanbin, it’s pretty bad.”

“Look you can barely see that one!”

“Oh, my God, I hate you so much right now.”

“What? I think they’re cute.” Hanbin poked your neck at one of the many ‘love spots’ he seemed to enjoy so much.

You slapped his arm. “I have to go to work, stupid! Do you know how hard it is to cover these up?!”

“Oh, come on, babe.” He hugged you from behind, his reflection smirking at you in the bathroom mirror. “Are you embarrassed?” He kissed your shoulder.

You grunted at his teasing. As much as you thoroughly enjoyed his neck kisses, it came at a price. Every girl knows how difficult it is to cover up even a single hickey. Try five! Seeing as last night was one tipsy blur, you didn’t really have any time to protest before your boyfriend went off on a rampage all over your neck.

“I just really wish you hadn’t done this before a work day.” You sighed, rubbing one mark in particular that was two seconds away from just being a black hole in your neck. “It’s the dinner shift; I’ll be bumping into people all night. And I have to tie my hair up, too!”

“How do you think I feel?” Hanbin feigned discomfort. “I can’t walk around shirtless without seeing–”

“Hanbin, don’t–”

“–your claw marks all over my back!”

You mentally face-palmed yourself. As much as you wanted to put all the blame on him right now, some of this might have been your fault, too. And seeing as he was practically bleeding from where your dominant hand was, the damage on him might be slightly worse than the damage on you.


He stripped off his hoodie and pulled up the back to reveal red streaks going down his skin. “I mean, seriously, it’s like I got mauled by a panther!”

You rolled your eyes. “It’s not that bad.”

He backed into you, pressing his back onto your arm. “Look at that! How is this not that bad?! If Bobby ever saw it, he’d tease me for the rest of my life…”

“Hmph.” You scoffed. “It’s not the same.”

Your boyfriend raised his eyebrows. “Are you serious?”

“At least you can cover those…” You muttered under your breath.

Hanbin simply smiled to himself as he got redressed. He loved it when you had your little tantrums over him. After a year of your antics, he just knew what to expect and how to fix everything.

“So how are you going to cover them?” He followed you into your bedroom.

You rummaged through your makeup bag. “With as much cover up and foundation as possible.”

Hanbin grabbed your hand before you could begin applying.

“What?” You snapped.

“You and I both know that your neck is a little paler than your face. It won’t be the right shade.”

“It’s not like I have any other options–” You started to apply again.

Hanbin grabbed your arm and motioned for you to sit down on the bed. He knelt in front of you with a sincere grin. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”

Despite how frustrating he could be, he knew just what to say and when to say it.

He pushed your hair back passed your shoulders. “You know, this is the greatest part about having a girlfriend who always wakes up late.”

“What are you doing?”

“Just close your eyes.” He cooed.

You did just as he said. After a couple of seconds of silence, you felt something cold touch your neck. Taking a peek at Hanbin, you realized that he was putting something on your neck. Your eyes shot open.

“What are you doing?!” You started to panic. What was he doing?! What does he know about makeup?!

“Relax, babe.” He chuckled. “I ran to the store while you were asleep, and grabbed something a shade lighter. Look! It blends perfectly. I even got an expensive one.”

You ran to the mirror to inspect. Low and behold, he was right. He covered up two of the five marks completely much to your surprise.

You felt him hug you from behind once more. He smiled into your neck, kissing you again. “Another one?” You smirked.

“Might as well.” Hanbin shrugged. “I bought expensive concealer for a reason, didn’t I?”

Only For you.

Originally posted by thevampirediariesfans169

Reader feeds Damon her blood before he dies. Sorry for the crapy description. It’s just something I wrote at like 2 AM haha 

Damon Salvatore X Reader

Warnings: Cursing, Blood? 

Walking into the Salvatore House I sighed not really wanting to be here.

“Okay I’m here what is it you wanted?” I ask to whoever is in the house hearing no one.

I hissed in pain when a needle was shoved into my neck making everything go numb then black.

I groan in pain as I wake up my vision blurry. Blinking a few times I look around to see that I’m in the basement.

Looking down I see that I have been drained of all my blood explaining why I can barely hold my head up.

“Hello Princess.” Says a hoarse voice.

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Temptation (Jack Gilinsky Imagine) WARNING: LOTS OF SMUT

“Jack…” I sang my boyfriends name who was currently making me breakfast.

He turned his head and his soft brown eyes met mine. God, how is he so perfect.

“Yes baby?” he smiled, then turning his attention back to the pan.
I walked over to him and wrapped my small arms around his toned torso.

“So yesterday, I was thinking that we should do something different in the bedroom.. Not that you’re doing a bad job or anything because trust and belive you’re amazing on your own,” He laughed

“I was just thinking that we should do something more exciting, you know?” I was trying to say this in the nicest way possible so that he didn’t think I wasn’t getting the pleasure that I sure as hell was getting.

“I totally understand baby, I actually was gonna come to you about this later but I’m glad you brought it up. I know somethings we could do.” He said a bit quieter as he put my pancakes on a plate and set them down.

“Well what exactly did you have in mind, Gilinsky.” I grinned, biting into the fluffy mixtutre of goodness.

“That, my dear,” he pecked my lips, licking his from the sweet syrup.

“Is a surprise. ”

“Well you’re just full of surprises so I’m sure it’s gonna be amazing.”

“Just prepare yourself for tonight baby, I swear i’ll make you come more times tonight then you ever have.” he whispered seductively in my ear, making my panties dampen.

“O-okay…” I stuttered, failing to regain my composure. God this boy is going to be the death of me.

{7:30 PM.}

Jack left earlier today, leaving me  to question his whereabouts.
I heard the lock turn and he walked in with a single black bag.  I tilted my head to the side just wondering what was in it. He noticed my actions and smirked then proceeded to our bedroom.

“Jack.?” I followed.

“Yes baby girl?”

“What’s in the bag babe?”

“Oh just a little something for later, baby.” he smirked.

Damn him and his beautifully curved smirk. All I wanted to do was smack it right off of his perfectly chiseled face.


“Ella, come in here baby.” Jack voice cooed.
My feet padded across the wood floor and up the stairs to our room.

When I walked in my eyes widened. Jack stood on one side of the room smirking at me once AGAIN. There were toys, sex toys and a lot of them, that lied on the bed. I looked up at him, my mouth in the ‘O’ shape.
“Go into the bathroom and get changed, darling." 

My stomach doing flips as I walked in there and closed the door.
A black corset lied on the counter with fishnet pantyhose and thick black heels.
Holy fuck, he was going all out tonight and I was so ready. I stripped from my basic clothes and put on the little outfit he bought me. I tightened the corset more, making my breast look incredible and on full display for his eyes only.
I slipped on the heels, opened the door, and walked out.
Jacks head snapped up and he immediately licked his lips. 

"Fuck, it looks even better on you then I imagined.”

The heels clicked on the floor with every step I took. Jack grabbed my arm pulling me on to the soft mattress while kissing me roughly. His tongue and mine both fought for dominance. He let out a low growl, letting me know he was getting impatient and more needy by the second.

He detached his lips from mine and reached over and grabbed a pair of handcuffs and locked them to both of my wrist. Jack then tied both of my feet to the end of the bed, making sure it was tight and that my legs were wide open. My core was throbbing and dripping already. A black blindfold was placed over my eyes. The anticipation was killing me, I just wanted him to take me now but I knew he was going to do a lot of foreplay.

 "We’re gonna go really slow tonight baby.“ He purred in my ear.

 "I really love looking at you in this, I really do but darling, it must come off if we’re gonna have fun.” his fingers played with the ribbon that was tightly tied, with no effort, he untied it, leaving my torso and breast on absolute full display. Jacks fingers circled my nipple before he pinched both of them lightly. His lips kissed both of my breast so lovingly and the feeling was amazing.

 "Mmm, Jack..“ I moaned quietly hoping for him to speed the process up.
  Ten minutes later I was fully naked and he just would not stop kissing my body, no matter how much I fidgeted and squirmed underneath him.

 "Time to play kitten. ” Finally. 

  I heard the sound of a machine being turned on and I knew just what it was. A vibrator. He lowered the object to my soaking core, running over my clit multiple times making me jump and gasp. He let it sit there for a few moments, letting the vibrations flow through my clit and through my body. I moaned loudly when he put another toy inside of me. He pushed in and out of me in a fast pace.  

 "Fuck.. Oh my god.“ I moaned loudly. 

 My walls clenched around the large dildo making him go even faster. The combination of the vibrator and the dildo were so delicious and pleasurable.
 My body jerked multiple times before the feeling of euphoria was washed over me as I made my first release. 

 "Fuck..” I breathed out. 

 "You did so well, darling.“  he cooed, deeply in my ear.

   Not even minutes later, Jacks hands were all over my body rubbing some type of substance over me and I felt like it was either lube or oil. I then felt the thick leathery material rubbing my core gently then coming down on me hard making me whimper.

The leather smacked my body and my heat multiple times making Jack laugh deeply and mischievously. He enjoyed seeing me like this, so vulnerable and so easy to torture. I twisted my wrist, groaning from the sharp pain from the metal.

 "Fuck Jack, enough foreplay, just take me please.” I begged, voice cracking showing him just how desperate I was. \

 "Ah ah ah. Only good girls get pleased, if you keep acting up then you’ll get punished.“ I could almost picture that fucking smirk plastered on his face. 

 The leather hit my body one last time before I felt him stick something inside of me, immediately making me cry out.
 A chain of small balls were inside of me, vibrating and shaking everything. It felt so fucking good and I knew exactly what they were and why he did this. The balls slowly stretched me open more so that I could take a bigger cock and clearly Jack had gotten bigger, someway, somehow and I was so ready to see if I could take him or not which I knew, from all of the toys, I would.

 He pushed the chain in deeper inside, awakening muscles I never knew I had before. My nerves were a bundles mess and my toes were curling every time they grazed my spot.

 "Fuck!” I yelled, making the leather, once again, come in contact with my flesh just harder.

 "No moaning, yelling, screaming, or groaning. I want to see how well  you can take it.“ He growled.

 A quiet whimper flew out of my mouth making him hit me again.

 "What did I say?”

 I only nodded, knowing that if I talked there’d be a punishment I wasn’t ready to face. The not was going to be blissful and painful but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

 "Fuck!!! Jack, faster!“ I screamed. 

 This was my 5th dildo and after all of the other ones I had an orgasm, each one bigger then the last.  His speed with the glass model increased drastically, making me arch my back. It was long, very long and never did it ever miss my spot.
 "Oh god, i’m gonna come..” I groaned.

 He squeezed my thigh, giving me permission to do so and within seconds my orgasm had taken over, letting my body tingle and shake from the non stop flows.

 I could hear the sound of his pants unzipping and his shoes and shirt thrown to a random area in the room.
 "God, I’ve been waiting since you walked out of the fucking bathroom.“ his pants dropped to the floor and his boxers were removed shortly after. 

 His body hovered over me, he was the alpha, the deliminator, the one who would be receiving but giving the most pleasure away tonight.  His soft lips kissed mine roughly and passionately before he thrusted in with no warning.
 "Shit.” he moaned in my ear so deep and sexy. 

 "Jack!!“ I spit. 

 I needed relief and these fucking handcuffs and my feet being tied up were not helping. 

 "Looks like my little toys worked.” he whispered, going faster and harder with each and every thrust.

 His large cock was hitting my G-spot multiple times, never failing to make me scream his name so loud the neighbors could hear what exactly he was doing. I wanted to tug on his roots and claw at his back but I couldn’t becuase of the fucking restraints.
 Damn him for tying me up and making me feel this good. The familiar fire in my stomach was begging to grow and grow. My body was on fire from the passion that radiated off of us. The room felt like a million degrees. We were both a sweaty mess. My orgasm once again over took me but Jack surprised me when he pulled out and came all over my face. It was a beautiful sensation that I hope I can go through again.

anonymous asked:

your thoughts about Serizawa?

my thoughts huh?…hmm..

hes a little naive most of the time sometimes. hes also a pretty awkward and he was kinda lame at times. 

but really other than that he is a very kind hearted person. (a little too kind for his own good.) i also think he is a very strong person. not only power wise but also just in general.

he was also really one of the only people i liked talking to in that god forsaken organization and he was really the only one that would listen. like yeah, my dad would hire his lackeys to take care of me and they would pretend to be nice or whatever, but serizawa-san was always genuine… he would talk to me about his interests like bears or the plastic models hed make, and in all honesty it was a little boring but it was nice. plus it was the least i could do for talking his ear off about my interests. 

serizawa-san has had to overcome many obstacles and even after claw and everything with my dad he is still able to have a smile on his face. this is gonna sound really lame, but i guess i look up to him in a way.

sorry that got really…sappy. all i gotta say is hes a pretty cool guy and i dont see him much anymore, but i hope hes doing well.

I’ll Make You Love Me Pt. 11



***Author Note***

I’m so sorry I’m updating this slower than I’d like to. I do want to thank you guys for waiting, but…um… Could you not ask me how often I usually update? I write around my life, and since this isn’t a commission I don’t really have a schedule for it. I know this is no one’s intention at all, but it makes me feel a little pressured when people keep asking when I’ll update, how often I’ll update, if I’m still continuing it, etc. However, it makes me feel really excited when people say something along the lines of I really liked the last chapter! Keep up the good work! I love your story! Stuff like that. It boosts my confidence and keeps me wanting to write, whereas the other way makes me feel incredibly anxious and nervous to post again. I…I’m still not used to so many reading my stories and with each update I worry that I’ll disappoint you guys. 

<3 I really want you guys to like my story, and I’m so happy you do and I want you to know I truly do appreciate the support. I write a chapter in one sitting and have to be in the right mindset to do so. 

***End Note***

A strange ache thrummed in your soul as you glared at your…the human on your bed. The terror in their eyes really drove it home as you tried to control your breathing. “you really think i’m a jerk after everything i’ve done?” You slam a fist on your sternum, “are you fucking kidding me?!”

The human spat, “Do you really think I’m that stupid?!” That stupid weed cowered behind them as they yelled with tears in their eyes, “I know you just want my soul! Everything you’ve done doesn’t mean shit, sans!”

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“I just think they look good on people. You spend a lot of time in the mirror looking at yourself when you have tattoos. Same way with other people. It just looks good.”

“Anyone that reads the lyrics and really knew anything about us, they would know we’re not promoting either. That’s one thing about this band that I love is that we never really shove any kind of, like, political or religious beliefs on people. We just, the music’s there to entertain and maybe thought-provoking on both sides, but we don’t try to, like, really shove anything down anyone’s throat. There’s too many bands that do that nowadays, I think.” 2009

“Oh Shit! What’s in the bucket?
What’s in the bucket but a bucket of shit
but a bucket of grapes,
and the grapes in the mouth make you happy down south.
Make you getta big boner what ya gonna do.?”

“It took like 5 hours to complete my virgin Mary. I was raised Catholic and it seemed like a good idea.”

“One day dude I’m just gonna get off the bus, and I’m, I’m gonna run, I’m gonna run in the woods and I’m never gonna come back! And when I come back, I’m gonna be the KNIFE MASTER’… The best turn around, in the shortest amount of time, yeah! Fuckin, and I’m never gonna come back, and when I come back!’


“Let’s come and laugh at me !!! let’s come laugh at the artissstt !!!!”“If Someday I’m not here, I just want you to know, you’re my best buddy, more than everything. You guys are my best friends and I’m having the best time in the fucking world. I’m a little too close to Johnny right now but that’s okay.”

“This is a lesson about life: This is one person. This is another person. This is one person trying to understand another person, even though it doesn’t have room to download the other person into it’s brain. It cannot understand the other person, even though it tries to. So he ends up overflowing with knowledge.”

“Well, what a great.. What a great audience! What a great audience!”

“Look at the size of that fucking duck! LOOK AT THAT DUCK! Jesus Christ. Come here your fuckin’ STALLION DUCK! He’s not afraid at all! He’s not afraid at all! He’s not afraid at all! That’s the biggest fuckin’ duck I’ve ever seen in my life.”

“I’m outa here, I’m only playing one song, and I’m not coming back for ten years! And when I come back..!”

“Just a spoonfull of Jimmy helps the whole world go down!”

“Let’s see what is up with this dog today… *picks up Synyster’s dog, and it starts spazzing out* Hey dog. What’s wrong with you? Dog! *puts down the dog and it walks away completely fine* Jesus Christ!”

“Fuck Prada! Lickin’ on my nuts, suckin’ on my nuts, suckin’… fuckin’ grindin’ DOWN on dem nuts.”

“Hey! I had an epileptic fucking seizure, dude! Yeah, I was looking directly there and then all the lighting, like I couldn’t see drums or the crowd or anything. But just crazy colors. Nothing but flashing and explosion and I’m all OH MY GOD! I’m all am I concience? And then I just closes my eyes and tried to hibernate. It’s crazy.”

“Id like to thank God, whichever one, hahaha whichever one I believe in, which im not sure about yet. Just kiddin Dad, my best friend right here, thank you guys for much more than this award right here!”

“For now, everyone struggling with (the poor economy), the best thing we can do is give them an awesome show. 2009

“Look at all these pigeons, think they can just trust us humans? You can’t trust us humans!”

“My life is kinda like a story that if I told you about it you probably wouldn’t believe. It would seem like fiction. That’s me”

“The first couple of months when you release an album, the crowds don’t know the songs quite as well, so the shows get better after a few months.”

“I’m just proud and I’m touched when I see someone with a new Avenged Sevenfold tat. and now …I always make sure I check them out if they’re sportin'one. That’s meaningful when you put someone else’s ink on your body.”

“Over all Avenged Sevenfold the album is 10 times better than the others.”

“I don’t do well with technology.”

“Everyone in this band has beaten Johnny up at some point.”

“I beat myself off 17 times in one day. That’s the worst beating I’ve ever handed out. I was so sore that it was hard to get that last load out.”

“Your clothes you would think would always be clean when you live in a laundry mat, but no!! I lived in a laundry mat for 6 months and I only washed my clothes twice.”

“Spiders and fuckin shit on my face. I’m not happy about it at all. There is nothing to be happy about spiders on my face. But it’s gonna look cool.”

“What gives Dr. Pillowfucker the right to ask us that stupid question?”

“There is one tattoo on my body that sometimes at night I feel like demonds are atttacking me. I claw at it trying to get it off. I might get it covered up. I don’t know why I brought it up.”

“Like most bands we’re a family, family before band. If we broke up tomorrow, we’d still be friends.”

“The people in this band are my best friends on the planet. Some of them longer then other and some of them truly are my heart and my soul’’

"No one could get anything done if they were completely out of control all of the time. Everyone likes to go out and have a few drinks with their best friends; I don’t think anyone on the planet doesn’t like to do that.”



Beloved Son, Brother, Best Friend.
Jimmy jumped into life and
never touch bottom