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Injecting thoughts (Reader x Breaking dawn Part 2)

WARNING: MENTIONS IF SUICIDE

Originally posted by s-o-far-a-w-a-y

Originally posted by phantom-evil

Originally posted by fanfic-fanfic-everywhere

“No matter, the child’s position, we cannot allow…that one to leave.” Caius said, eyes narrowed on you.
You got defensive very fast. “Yes, yes you can and you will.”
“My brother has a point.” Aro said slowly moving forward. “We know nothing of you or your kind. That alone, without your…ability is threatening to our kind.
You crouched low bow and arrow at the ready. The guard moved forward ready to apprehend you if needed. Tell your guard to step away and this won’t get any worse.” You said lowly and out of curiosity he waved his guard to step away which they reluctantly did so. “Now you have a choice to make. I don’t want to have to do anything to you. I just want to leave. I have done the job i was supposed to do. If you don’t let me leave this arrow will be released and i will make you let me go.”
“I welcome you to release that arrow, it’ll only make me more curious. i will hunt you down if you let it go.” Aro smiled sadistically.
You stared at him before slowly moving your aim. It glided over Marcus, Demetri and stopped. Sulpicia inhaled sharply and the Volturi suddenly got defensive. 
You released the arrow and it hit her forehead before disintegrating. “Now she won’t move, until her next arrow. The next arrow will be suicide and i will take it back. Not convinced?” You asked lightly. You then fixed two arrows to the bow and aimed at the twins. “You can add another two on the suicide list.”
“And you want us to believe you aren’t a threat!?” Caius spat.
“I want to leave. My kind are not confrontational. We simply have a job to do. If anything happens to me. It will go noticed and i can promise you that you will be found. So make your decision now. Let me go, or your twins will be itching to die. Harm me and not only will the twins be on the list but so will Sulpicia.”
“How do you know my name!?” Sulpicia cried.
“Your answer?” You asked firmly.
Aro slowly nodded. “You can go.”
You rose to a stand, your bow still trained on them. You dropped one arrow and slowly moved it to Sulpicia, eyes still trained on Aro and his guard. You released it and as soon as it hit Sulpicia’s head she staggered back, able to move again. You took off and no one stopped you or followed you. Strangely enough, you couldn’t be tracked. It was like you never existed.

“I hate you” “no you don’t”-Auston Matthews

Originally posted by werenski

So I don’t know if you guys watch Anne with an E but it’s such a cute show and the Anne/Gilbert dynamic is my favorite. So this  prompt inspired me since it’s very cute I have to admit, so enjoy this Anne with an E type of thing I wrote just now at like 2 am lol.


“(Y/N) please stop” one of your friends, Anne, said as she tried to pull you down with no avail, you were in an argument with a boy in your class once again. “Yeah (Y/N) listen to her” Brady, a boy in your class and in your school’s hockey team taunted. “Fuck you Brady I’m glad you don’t take slapshots too much because you miss every single time” you argued back before your friend finally pulled you down. 

You flipped Brady off before huffing in your seat before one of the most popular girls in school, Rebecca, tapped Anne on the shoulder causing her to turn around and say hi. “Hey ummm can you control your best friend before she hurts my brother?” Rebecca said while looking at you with disgust before turning back to Anne, “we need to win this championship you know” she said directly at you. 

“I also know the only reason I’m not allowed on the team is because I’d crush every boy there” You said as you rolled your eyes while Anne and Rebecca kept talking to each other. Soon the teacher came in and gave the lesson, it was your last class of the day and if Brady bothered you one more time you knew you were going to be suspended. Relief came when you heard the bell, Brady walking out but not before glaring at you along with Rebecca who whispered freak before waving bye to Anne.

“So explain to me how is everyone here besides you not a total douche?” You asked Anne, your neighbor and friend after meeting at the beginning of summer. You two had became quick friends and attached very easily due to the fact that your moms were friends and which meant you two became roommates while attending college. This didn’t happen the first year so you were a transfer student while Anne was established, which meant she had tons of friends while you had her. 

Once you got past the popularity aspect of Anne, something you didn’t even know existed in college, she was actually one of the most chill girls even if she didn’t act like it in front of Rebecca. “(Y/N) everyone I guess just knows their place here I guess?” Anne replied as they were walking back to their apartment while shrugging at your question.

 “What is this 1908? Knows their place? Fuck that, I will act any way I want to because I guess I don’t know my place” You said to Anne and stormed off. You were annoyed with today and went to the place where you felt like home, the ice hockey rink your college had. 

You got all of your equipment on and headed out to the ice before stepping onto the ice, feeling at home for once during the day. You starting practicing your slapshot not noticing the group of guys watching you practice alone, not noticing a new guy there either.

Auston’s POV

“Who is she?” I asked my friends while sitting in the stands of our school’s bleachers, watching the girl on the ice shoot with such precision it amazed me. She was really good and it almost left me speechless, I kept watching her body float around the ice so effortlessly. 

“Who cares she’s not hot” Rebecca said as she sat next to William who laughed and high fived her for that while I rolled my eyes. “Rebecca don’t you have someone else to annoy” I shot back before turning to see her scoff and get up and leave, the rest of the guys following her. I watched her for a second more before going back down to the hallway where the locker rooms were so that I could talk to this girl, I had to know who she was.

Regular POV

You finally had finished getting out your anger and walked back to locker room where you got to take off all of your equipment, you were about to take a shower when Anne texted you to get back to the apartment pronto. You sighed and took out wipes you stored in your athletic locker and wiped off your face before changing into clothes you had in your locker. 

Your apartment was only 15 and you were going to go straight there when a male you have never seen before stopped you. “Hey I saw you out there, it was really impressive” The male said confidentially as he looked down at you with a slight smirk. You scoffed in disgust before walking down the hallway and yelling a “not interested” before walking out the door. 

You had hoped that was the end of that but he caught up to you started walking with you, “hey I’m Auston what’s your name?” the male who’s name you just learned was Auston tried again as if he didn’t hear you the first time. “I’m not interest so can you fuck off” You snapped, you were sure he was playing a joke on you or this was some kind of bet and you didn’t want to deal with it. 

“Okay so maybe just your name?” Auston asked before you stopped and turned around to face him which caused slight shock and the smirk to reappear back on his face. “(Y/N) that’s my name now can you please leave me alone?” You said before walking to your apartment and swiping yourself in to your building. 

You made it up to your room to see your roommate pacing back and forth in your room, you went up to Anne and stopped her before sitting her down on the couch. “What happened?” You asked Anne who was trying to bit her nails but failed due to the acrylic covering them. “Auston Matthews is back and he’s gotten cuter” Anne said before she saw the look of shock on your face. 

“You made me come back? For a boy?  Wait does he have brown hair?” you asked and Anne nodded at that. “Is he tall with brown eyes and looks like a meme?” you asked again and she nodded her head before laughing at what you said. “He looks like a meme?” Anne asked while laughing and clapping her hands together before getting up to her room to pick out her outfit for tomorrow. “Yes he has a meme aura” you said before hearing Anne laugh again and telling you to go to sleep before you two are exhausted for your 8 AM tomorrow. 


“Why does class have to start at 8 in the morning?” You asked Anne with a cup of coffee in your hands while she had tea in hers, you two were heading to your Tuesday and only 8 AM class. “Why do you never pick your clothes out at night?” Anne asked you while looking at your sweats while she looked like the definition of perfect in a floral dress. “Who do I have to impress?” You asked Anne before walking in to class and bumping in to the back of a classmate, who turned around while you were trying to cool down the front of your pants where you split coffee. 

“Auston!” Anne yelled before going up and hugging him, while you were still waving the front of your pants before sitting down at your desk so that you could take off your pants. You had spandex underneath so it wasn’t as embarrassing, but still you glared at Auston as he came up to you with napkins. “I’m so sorry” Auston said as he sat down next to you and kept handing you napkins as you kept using them. “Yeah you definitely made this day even better” You said as you kept dabbing your pants with napkins until it was dry enough. 

You started to stand up when Auston grabbed all of the napkins and threw them in the trash while Anna sat next to you but on the opposite side of where Auston put all of his stuff. “What was that?” Anne asked you as Rebecca came into the room yelling Auston’s name before going to hug him. “Him being annoying as always” You said before Anne gave you a ‘we’re talking about this later’ look and got out her stuff for the class. 

You finished before Auston sat down and looked at you in disgust, “Aus do we really have to sit near, that thing?” Rebecca said while looking at you as if you were scum. “Oh yeah Aus, you don’t have to sit near me. Go sit with this bitch right in front of me” You said before gesturing to Rebecca who rolled her eyes and put her attention on Auston. “Rebecca there is a seat next to me, you can sit there” Auston said before Rebecca scoffed at the request. She stood there before looking at you with malice and sitting down in the other spot next to Auston. 

“So (Y/N) how do you like this school, I heard you’re a transfer student?” Auston said to you before you groaned and answered with a “yes I am” before pulling out your phone. “Do you um like it here?” Auston asked before Rebecca interrupted him, “Why are you wasting your time with that-” before Rebecca could reply the teacher came into class. 

You sighed with relief before Auston tapped your shoulder, he put up a finger before writing on a piece of paper something. He handed it to you and motioned for you to read it, you rolled your eyes before looking down at the piece of paper.

Hey I’m sorry about Rebecca, if you want I can make it up to you with food after class?

After you had finished reading the note you looked up to see Auston looking at you expectantly, you shook your head no and started writing notes from the board. When Auston kept tapping your shoulder and bothering you, it wasn’t until you heard him talk about your curly hair when you snapped and slapped him across the face. 

Shock even passing over your face but none of it register before your teacher tells you that you needed to leave the class, you picking up your stuff and walking out of the class. Not before turning around at Auston’s voice trying to defend you, explaining that it was all his fault but the teacher was having none of it and told you to leave.

You walked out without apologizing and made it to the first floor of the building when Auston called out after you, “(Y/N) I’m so sorry” Auston yelled before he caught up to you. “Leave me alone” You said as tears fell down your face, you were so done with everything and the day wasn’t even close to being over. Auston saw this and stopped in his tracks with a shocked look on his face before he let you go and walk back to your apartment.


You were watching old episodes of Teen Wolf when you heard a knock at your door, you yelled a come in hoping it was Anne with ice cream since you texted for those two things when you got to your apartment. The door opened and your blood boiled when you saw Auston with a pizza and ice cream in his hands with Anne with her hands on the door knob. 

“I’m so sorry (Y/N) I had no clue you were so insecure about your hair” Auston said before you looked at him with a ‘you have no idea’ look. You absolutely hated your hair ever since you entered elementary school and the girls bullied you about it. You always wanted to cut it off but your mom never let you claiming it made you different, you thought it made you a target.

“I hate my hair” you said to Auston as he sat on the bed next to you, you sighed and paused Teen Wolf before turning to Auston. “I can tell but I brought pizza and ice cream just for you to help mend our relationship” Auston said as he opened the box of pizza. “We never had a relationship” You retorted before grabbing a slice of pizza while Auston did the same, you two eating and not saying anything. 

“That’s what you think (Y/N)” Auston said as he finished up his pizza and smiling at you, you quirked up an eyebrow and looked at him like he was crazy. “You just met me” you said while looking at Auston triumphantly he couldn’t dispute this fact. “You still drive me crazy, there is something about you” Auston said as he down looked at your lips and your eyes and repeating the same process again. 

“There is no such thing as love at first sight” (Y/N) said as she grabbed another slice of pizza when Auston rolled his eyes at you. “(Y/N) (Y/N) (Y/N) you know that’s not true look at us” Auston said as he smiled at you and tried to intertwine their your fingers together before you jerked your hand back. “We have nothing, we aren’t together and honestly I think I hate you” you replied before Auston giggled at you. “We have something and you’re right we aren’t together but that shouldn’t stop us” Auston said before he grabbed your hand again.

“One kiss” Auston said as he looked at you before you jerked your head up in confusion, why did he like you so much? “What?” you asked confused before Auston rolled his eyes and sat you on his lap so you could look directly at him. “Kiss me and tell me you feel nothing and I will leave you alone” Auston requested which caused you to weight both options before agreeing, causing Auston’s face to light up.

Auston took a deep breath before he leaned in to kiss you, soon your lips connected and moved together. Auston continued kissing you and flipped you guys over as he laid you on your bed in order to start grounding his hips into yours. His tongue swiped over your mouth when you realized what you two were doing and pushed him away, Auston looking at you with shock when you pulled away. 

“Get out, I felt nothing and I never want to see you again” You yelled as Auston just nodded his head and walked out the door but not before giving you one last sad glance over. You watched as he shut the door before you cried, Anne coming in and comforting you before asking you what had happened. The reality is though, not even you knew what had happened.

Another Man’s Treasure

A/N: This is a completed five-part mini-series because @alrightpetal and I have this thing about making Harry super vulnerable and flawed. So here you go.

// Another Man’s Treasure // Mind on a Mission // Take the Lead // Worth the Pain // Wings of Butterflies


…I’m gonna show you tonight! I’m alright! I’m just fine! And you’re a tool so, so what?

You belted your heart out up on stage, pumping your fist in the air to empower your words even further. It was a good thing you knew all the words, too, because your mates had bought you so many drinks your vision was crossed and blurred you couldn’t have read the lyrics to an unfamiliar song. Then you would have just been a blubbering fool butchering a karaoke performance. And that would have been embarrassing.

Singing yourself blue in the face—and drinking yourself into oblivion—served as the perfect outlet for your aching heart. Hours earlier, you’d been dumped. Or more accurately, replaced.

It’d been a week since you’d heard from your long-term boyfriend, and while you knew he was on holiday with his mates—a holiday you hadn’t been invited on—it was still odd that you hadn’t heard from him at all. Not even a text to let you know that he’d made it to Amsterdam. You didn’t expect too much communication; you trusted him to treat you right, but, silly you, you thought your boyfriend might actually miss you and want to say hi.

Last night after seven and a half days of nothing, you completely lost it and called him forty-seven times in a row. And not a single one was answered. So you rang your closest friends and they came over, laptops and tablets in hand, and intense cyber-stalking commenced.

It only took thirty-four minutes for your good mate Lindsey to unearth a damning post on Insta that your boyfriend was tagged in by a girl you kind of knew. The picture itself wasn’t awful; honestly you couldn’t make out much besides silhouettes and drinks. Even the caption wasn’t much; all it said was, “this guy” with a random slew of emojis. But the funny thing was, when you tried to search for it yourself, nothing came up. Meaning you were blocked. You weren’t meant to see this picture.

Twenty-two minutes of super-sleuthing was enough time for your oldest friend Ashley to find every social media account the girl had, and then eventually uncover her phone number.

In thirteen minutes you had a text drafted to her that was so long it was broken into five different parts when you hit send.

And one minute and fifty-four seconds is all the time your boyfriend—well ex-boyfriend—allowed you to speak to him today before he told you he was coming back tomorrow and there’d be no need for you to come see him. Tomorrow or ever again.

So your mates did what they knew best. They took you out, got you absolutely smashed, and then got you up on stage to pour your heart out. Somewhere in between I Will Survive and Total Eclipse of the Heart, you got a bit weepy and ended up calling your brother from the toilet. It took you awhile to realize you weren’t actually sobbing to him but his voicemail, and as soon as you did you pulled yourself back together and headed out for another drink and a rousing rendition of Since U Been Gone.

The few other patrons in the pub were hardly paying attention to your drunken warbling on stage, only breaking from their conversations when your mates would cheer at the end of each song, some of them even offering half-hearted claps. If they were annoyed, they certainly didn’t let on. Most likely, they pitied you; for Christ sake, you pitied you.

When your song ended, you finished the rest of your drink and began flipping through the songbook. Liberation was surging through you and you wanted a song to match your mood; something to serve as a proper fuck you to the twat you’d wasted the last few years of your young life on.

The book closed on your fingers, and you stumbled back in surprise. Were books automated now too?! You still weren’t over the automated tills at Tesco, would you now have to get used to robotic books closing on you when they’d had enough?!

“[Y/N].”

You looked up, your blurred vision slowly coming into focus as you swayed on the spot. A robotic book didn’t close itself on you, a person had closed it. Which was rather rude of them.

[Y/N],” he repeated. Finally he came into view and you cocked your head in confusion.

“Hazza?” you slurred, taking a step closer to get a better look. You nearly toppled off the stage, but Harry was quick to grab you by the waist and steady you before easing you down.

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