Can I request the NDRV3 guys as the type of yanderes who try to keep their S/O "safe" by locking her up against her will? With either the gilded cage treatment, tied up in the basement, or anything in between? (That is a yandere thing right? I think I've seen yandere do that)
I’m no yandere expert but that sounds about right haha
NDRV3 Boys as Yanderes who keep their S/O “safe” by locking her up against her will
- Huh? You want to go out? Why?
- You’re safe in here with him…
- You ask him why he won’t let you leave but he simply smiles innocently and replies with “Because I love you S/O!”
- When he catches you trying to leave he once again just smiles and takes a hold of your wrists
- “Oh S/O~ Why would you run from me~”
- You don’t really remember what happened next but you wake up tied to a chair in… A basement? Must be, there’s no windows
- Saihara is just simply sitting opposite you that innocent smile never leaving his face
- “Now you won’t even have to leave! I can get you anything you want, because I love you~!”
- He doesn’t want his precious star to get lost somewhere…
- “S/O! Look, I made you a rocket ship!”
- “… But that’s just a room”
- Yes. Now stay in this room :)
- You ask him to let you out multiple times
- “Haha! You’re so funny S/O, why do you want to leave this safe place?”
- At first he doesn’t keep you locked up
- He’s monitoring your movements after all
- But then… He’d like to keep you closer
- “Kiibo - kun? I can’t open the door but.. There’s no handle either”
- He place his hands on your shoulders and smiles
- “Of course! I locked them! Now you can stay with me here forever!”
- “Oh and don’t worry! No one can come and steal you from me either! ^_^”
- He would make subtle jokes such as “Haha I won’t let anyone else touch you though!”
- You just kind of laugh them off until one day he brings… Handcuffs?…
- “Handcuffs? No, no they’re not handcuffs they’re friendship bracelets!”
- He’s smiling as he cuffs one of your wrists to his
- He pulls you into a hug and whispers “Because the safest place is right by my side S/O”
- He makes sure that you’re always with him and if there is literally no possibility of him being with you, a member of his organisation is accompanying you
- When one day you make the mistake of trying to go out for a walk he instantly pins you to the wall with a knife at your throat
- “S/O - chan~ Where do you think you’re going?~”
- Huh? A walk? But would you want to go for a walk? There’s so many people that will target you out there!
- The knife is a bit too close now
- “O-Ouma - k-”
- “You’re staying.”
- Gonta just wants to keep you safe
- Gonta means no harm
- Gonta doesn’t understand why you don’t want to stay in the glass exhibit he made for you
- “I just want… To walk around freely Gonta - kun!”
- “But Gonta collects the prettiest insects… But he’ll make an exception and collect you too”
- He keeps telling you how beautiful you are
- “Beauty such as yours has to be saved my love”
- He would occasionally just play with your hair and do his little kukukuku laugh
- “Will you let me keep your beauty forever?”
- Before you know it he’s holding a knife
- You quickly try to run away but… Ah… That’s right the door is locked
- The last thing you feel is getting stabbed in the back
- “Kukukuku now you’ll be mine forever~”
- Honestly he’d just use the old fashioned way
- “You want to stay here right?”
- “Going outside is so pointless”
- “You don’t actually need to see anyone other than me right?”
- If you do try to leave, he’ll just tie you to a chair and keep repeating these over and over and over again
I’m following the storyline of the TV show, so I wrote parts to the other episodes as well that are connected. BUT they are all written the way that you can read them separate without having read any other part!
part 1 is about the final scene of season 6 part 2 is about the first episode of season 7 part 3 is about the readers arrival in the sanctuary (as for episode 7x02)
You sat on the bed in the room that was assigned to you in the sanctuary. You stared out of the window as you heard the shower turn on. Negan had smirking offered you to join him but you had refused to. And to your surprise he had accepted it. You had spent the last night with Negan and you needed anything else than a direct repetition of it. You knew from the moment he took you with him after the line up, that it would happen. He had made clear that you wouldn’t work for him like the other members of your group, you weren’t prepared for it anyway. He hadn’t raped nor hurted you, you had agreed hoping that this could lower the anger he had against your friends back in Alexandria and your brother Daryl he held somewhere in the sanctuary.
You heard the shower turn off and short after that the bathroom door hit open. “Waited for me?”, he asked grinning, his lower body half just wrapped in a towel. You felt how you blushed and tried to escape his stare. This whole thing was weird enough for you. ”Oh Sweetheart, you’ve already seen more than you do right now”, said Negan smirking at you. He went chuckling over to his clothes and began to put them on, Fully clothed he stood before you, surveyed you and smirked to himself. “You fucking okay? Looks like you could need someone to comfort you”, you heard him ask chuckling. “I’m fine”, you growled. He looked grinning at you and picked up his bat. “Well, then…shower or whatever. I’m gonna pick you up in an hour, so be ready Sweetheart”, said Negan smirking, before he swung Lucille over his shoulder and left.
You decided to do so. Maybe a shower could help you to wash this weird feeling off your skin and to clear your mind. The day before, it had felt like a torture hearing the loud water pelt down on your head while the screams in your head made you hear nothing else. But the screams in your head were almost gone, at least for now, and all you felt was emptiness. For a whole while you stood just under the shower letting the warm water flow down your body. As you came out of the shower you saw yourself in the small mirror. For the first time you saw the hickeys Negan had left on your throat and collar bones and you felt the need to get rid of them immediately. They made you feel guilty. Guilty for sleeping with the men who had killed two of your family members. But you hadn’t done this for yourself, you had done it to somehow protect them from more of his anger, even when you didn’t know how successful that would be. You feared the most, that you had to see another one of our friends being beaten to death like Glenn and Abraham. The screams of your friends might have been quieter in your head but the pictures still appeared again and again before your eyes. The blood, the faces of your sobbing friends and the faces of your friends Negan had bashed. They just wouldnt disappear. And everytime you saw them and you tried to let them vanish your head pounded harder and harder.
Shortly after you were ready, the door hit open. “Ready for a little trip through your fucking new home?”, Negan asked chuckling before waving you over to him. You hated hearing him referring to this place as your home. It wasn’t and it would never be.
You walked through the corridors, Negans arm around your waist, while you had no idea where you were going. The hallways seemed all the same cold to you and you’d give a lot if you could just go outside and see the sun and breath fresh air. You felt like caged in here. You heard footsteps and shortly after that you saw a young woman walking in the direction of you and Negan. She was wearing a dress, high heels and looked cleaner than the other people in the sancuntary you’ve seen, so you assumed that she could be one of Negans so called “wives”. When she walked past you she looked pitying at you and sighed quietly and to your surprise, he didn’t deign to look at her.
Just moments later you walked around a corner and two people knelt directly before you, pressing themselves against the wall. As you realized who one if this two men was you gasped for air. The person kneeling forcefully pushed against the wall by Dwight was your brother. You were shocked how bad he looked. Dressed in some weird kind of sack looking clothes, his hair hanging in strands in his face and his eyes swollen. You had feared that they had treaten him badly but the way you saw him now, so battered, frightened you. As you stopped walking and looked shocked down at your brother you heard Negan chuckling. ”What did you do to him?”, you asked shocked, still looking at your brother. ”That what was necessary”, said Negan grinning. You turned around, looking bewildered at him making him chuckle even more. He pushed you further with him, shaking slightly his head, still chuckling. He opened a door pulling you with him outside.
The bright sunlight dazzled you, your eyes were used to the dimmed cold light of the hallways, but as your eyes began to get used to the brightness you saw Negan smirking at you and pointing to your right. Turning around you saw some kind of cage, walkers tied to sticks and other stuff and two men that were dressed similar to your brother that tried to tie another walker to a stick. “You should fucking hope for your brother that he makes the right choices”, chuckled Negan leaning against the railing. You swallowed looking at the men that struggled to escape the hands of the walkers as they made their way out of the cage. It wasn’t enough that they had to do this, they also looked terrible. Tired, sickly pale and seemed to be done with everything. “And they made the wrong choices?”, you asked, your glance still laying on the two men. “Exactly Sweetheart! They all did, the walker and the two pricks over there”, said Negan pulling you grinning closer. You swallowed hard. ”Tell me what I need to do, to prevent my brother from ending up like them”, you said after a while looking at the walkers that were streching their arms through the fence. You didn’t plan to become one of Negans muppets, but you also knew for sure that you couldnt let Negan torture Daryl and not trying to do something against it. You wanted to prevent that he had to suffer more than he already did. ”That sounds fucking tempting Sweetheart,..but I can’t let you do that. He is the one who has to fucking understand”, Negan said chuckling.
Back inside you went along with Negan away from the corridors to a little hall were Dwight leaned against a railing. Negan swung himself next to him while you created space between yourself and the both of them by leaning against the railing towards them. Dwight first looked at you, than to Negan with an asking glance after Negan had greeted and began to talk to him. “Whats your problem Dwight? She can fucking stay and listen or do you have something to fucking hide?”, asked Negan laughing. Dwight just shook his head. “Good…You know…it’s working. Slow but it’s fucking working. Some people are harder to break than others”, said Negan after a short while leaning against the railing. You knew that he was talking about Daryl. But Negan couldn’t break Daryl. You were sure that Daryl wouldn’t let it come that far. And thats also what you hoped. You didn’t want to imagine what it would be like seeing Daryl the way you saw Rick before he should chop Carls arm off. With this look in his eyes that still haunted you. That helpless, desperate and broken glance in Ricks eyes that you had never thought and hoped to see.
You heard Negans voice as he began to talk to Dwight again. “Since your doing such an awesome job..what about a blast from the past with you-know-who?”, Negan asked Dwight chuckling. You knew because of Daryl that Dwight had a wife, seemed like she wasn’t his wife anymore but one of Negans… And now Negan offered him to sleep with her as a reward?! Negan looked amused at Dwight and patted his arm chuckling. “Just kiddin’ kid, lighten up. Take whoever you want, as long as she says yes”, said Negan amused. God, what the heck was wrong with this man? You saw Negan pointing at you and turning to Dwight. “But Dwight. Even if she’s none of them, don’t get the fucking idea to ask her. She’s only mine”, said Negan threatening, still pointing at you and with a dangerously calm voice. “And?”, asked Negan urging Dwight to answer. But Dwight said nothing and just stared at Negan. ”Oh…everything alright down there? Or..”, asked Negan pointing at Dwights crotch. You shook your head bewildered as you heard what Negan said to Dwight. ”What Sweetheart? Just because your man aka. me is fit and stuff doesn’t mean everybody is”, said Negan chuckling. You glared at him making him chuckle even more. ”Nah, I’m fine”, said Dwight before he explained to Negan that he liked to do the hard work for him and didn’t need a reward.
A call came in over the walkie. Someone had escaped and needed to be caught. Dwight assured that he would look after the man and as he began to walk he lost something looking like a photo, that directly fell before your feet on the ground. You just saw its white backside and picked it up, turning it around to see if it was really a photo. “Dwight. You lost…”, your voice stocked before you could tell anything more. You felt how your heart cramped and a lump developed in your throat.
Yeah, it was a photo. But it was not just any photo. It showed Glenns lifeless body, above his neck just blood and pieces of his bashed head.
“Oh my God…”, you mumbled trembling as you looked shocked on the terrifying picture of one of your closest friends. Dwight ripped the photo out of your hand and stuffed it back into his pants pocket. “Not for you”, he growled. It wasn’t the first time that you saw a photo like this one and it had also shocked you the first time that people make polaroid photos of their victims and pin them to the wall. But now that you saw Glenn being one of these victims you felt even more disgust. You just glarled at him. Dwight sighed, turned around and walked away.
“Now that Dwight left….we have some alone time again. Just you and me. Isn’t that fucking great?!”, said Negan euphoric. You looked at him as he came closer, took your hands, placed them on his shoulders and slung his arms around your waist. He raised his eyebrows smirking and waiting for an answer. “Yeah”, you growled glaring into his eyes. “Did this little fucking photo ruin your damn mood?”,asked Negan chuckling. “You disgust me”, blustered out of you. “Didn’t seem like that last night, Sweetheart…remember? When we had some fun together?”, said Negan earning another hateful glare of you. His face came so close to yours that you could almost feel his warm breath on your skin. Every time he came this close you felt some weird feeling coming up in you. You moved your head slightly away from his but kept looking into his eyes. “Still playin’ fucking hard to get”, muttered Negan grinning coming so close that your lips almost touched and your heart began to race.
“Boss! We have an emergency!”, you heard a male voice shout and Negan moved angrily away from you and turned around. “I fucking hope for you that this emergency is fucking worth it!”, Negan growled into the direction of the man. “The guy from the alexandria group is trying to escape”,shouted the man. You swallowed hard. Daryl had just followed his instinct. And that instinct meant escaping this hell hole.
Negan began to chuckle. “Your brother is too fucking stubborn for his own good!”, said Negan turning around to you. He pulled you with him, placing Lucille on his shoulder.
You walked outside again. Hoping that neither the saviors nor Negan would hurt Daryl. Negan had said that fighting back only makes it harder. And you had already seen what just taste of that meant and that had already been enough. The lump in your throat came back even when you tried to hide your fear from Negan. You needed to control yourself. You heard this whistle again. Negan smirked and began to join the whistle. You walked around the corner, seeing your brother surrounded by saviors. Negan chuckled amused while he kept whistling.
Then you stood before Daryl, who eyed you and Negan. He was trembling but was still in the position that he could fight any second. His breath was fast and his hands formed into fists. His glance got stuck on your throat. You had almost suppressed them. As Negan saw what your brother was looking at, he began to smirk wider. “Just a little gift from me to your sister”, said Negan smirking and pushing you closer against his body. You tried to show Daryl that he shouldn’t worry about you, he had already enough to worry about. You knew that he must felt incredible guilt for Glenns death and you didn’t want him to have an even bigger burden on his shoulders. “Who are you?”, asked Negan pointing at some of his men. “Negan”, said the man. “Who are…you?”, asked Negan another one. This one also answered with “Negan”. “Who are you?!”, said Negan louder and the men responded with a loud “Negan!”. It seemed like he had made roboters out of them, that were programmed to only serve him. “You see, I am fucking everywhere”, said Negan to your brother. Negan chuckled while he told Daryl that he had failed to get the chance to get a better life yet. He began to explain to Daryl that he could either serve for him as a dead man, someone that has to collect points and wished they were dead or someone that followed him and lived like a king. Daryl just kept huffing and looking from you to Negan and the other way around. You felt helpless, you wanted to do something, save Daryl somehow out of this situation. But you knew that if you would do something, Negan would possibly kill him and you didn’t want to risk that. You couldn’t risk that. “You know what”, you heard Negan say, “Fuck it”, he said swinging his bat in the air. You gasped for air. Before you could do anything you were grabbed by one of the man pressed his hand on your mouth. “Don’t you dare to say anything”, the savior growled aggressive. You saw Negan stopping shortly before Daryl, his bat up and threateningly close to Daryls face. “You don’t scare easy! I love that!”, said Negan to your brother that only tried to search for your glance with his eyes. Negan turned around to you and the savior that still held you with a strong grip. His glance got darker as he looked at the guy. “Dont fucking touch her”, growled Negan, ripped you out of the mans grab and pulled you closer. “Lucky for you that Lucille is not too thirsty today…but I am…so…I’m gonna get a drink for me…”, said Negan smirking, turning around and pulling you with him as he walked away. You heard a punch and turned around seeing the men beginning to beat your brother. Before you had any chance do anything against it you heard Negans voice. “Don’t Sweetheart. Don’t. Unless you want him to get fucked up even more”, said Negan smirking at you.
You hated him for that. You knew what he wanted to achieve with it and that disgusted you even more. He wanted to break Daryl, no matter what it would take. You breathed heavily and stared angry at the ground. “You understand how it works, Sweetheart?”, asked Negan smirking. “I do, but that doesn’t mean that I’m okay with it”, you said, still staring at the ground while you went inside. You just heard him chuckle about your answer.
“What’s this point system?”, you asked muttering after a while going through the corridors. “You work. You get points. And with these points you can buy shit. So if you’re not working enough you’ll gonna fucking starve”, he said looking amused at the people kneeling before him.
“Don’t worry Sweetheart, that’s not gonna be one of your problems”, said Negan smirking at you.
Negan brought you to your room and eyed you grinning. “You know what? I’m gonna fucking stay he-”, he got interrupted by his walkie and angrily picked it up and answered the call. “Its fucking exhausting to keep everything in its fucking line”, he sighed still angry before he licked his bottom lip and eyed you again. “But the next nights…are fucking yours Sweetheart”, he said grinning before leaving you alone.
You felt release that you didn’t have to spend the night with him. You had enough of him for today and if you could, for even longer. But what was bothering you even more were your thoughts that circled around Daryl You felt horrible and guilty that you couldn’t have helped him. You didn’t want to imagine what they did to him after you left. You curled up on your bed and watched out of the window, using the smoothly swinging trees to calm yourself down. The Polaroid picture came back to your mind. You were sure that after Daryls try to escape they would try to torture him mentally more than you assumed they already did. And since Dwight had this damn picture it wasn’t far that he would hand it to Daryl now. It was hard enough for you to look at it, but having to imagine that Daryl had to drove you almost crazy. You loved your brother with all your heart. He was the one who had always been there for you and you had always been there for him. And it hurt you deep inside knowing that you could do nothing against his suffering. You wanted back to Alexandria. Back to your friends together with Daryl. But you knew that you were here now and you had to live with it, at least for now, and keep on fighting somehow. But you hoped that you could return to your friends someday. You closed your eyes and tried to sleep. You were sure that you needed an eternity to fall asleep, with your brother, Abraham and Glenn still on your mind.
As you woke up, you were still curled up in a ball laying in the bed. On this morning you ate the first time something again. You couldn’t eat a bite before this moment and even now you couldn’t eat more than half of an apple even if you should’ve feel like you starved after eating nothing for days.
“Knock, Knock”, you heard Negan call out before he came smirking into your room. “Good Morning Sweetheart. Are you ready?”, he asked grinning at you. You nodded. You went over to him and followed him outside on the hallway. “And now?”, you asked looking at him. “I’m gonna make your brother a fucking great offer”, he said smirking, leading you to another room, that looked similar to yours, but otherwise than in this room your window was bigger and you could see through it. Which you were pretty grateful for. You stood behind Negan as Dwight came in, holding Daryl forcefully. You swallowed the lump in your throat He looked even worse than yesterday and you felt tears coming up in your eyes. You tried to fight them back, you didn’t want Daryl to feel even worse. You didn’t really listen to Negan, you only heard how he talked about how awful Daryl looked, all you did was surveying your brother. And you did that until you heard how Negan told Dwights story. After his wifes sister had fallen behind her points, Negan offered her to become one of his wives. Which you thought was a not that much of a great deal for her. They fled, but as you knew from Daryl the wifes sister died and after they returned, Dwight and his wife tried to find a way to survive both and so became Dwights wife one of Negans wives and Dwight could live, even if he got burned with an iron as punishment. One other of Negans great ideas to keep the saviors in line.
You got ripped out of your thoughts as you heard Negans voice becoming more harsh. “Listen, you should fucking look at me not at her”, hissed Negan. Daryl let slowly go of your glance and looked to Negan.
“But hey, why don’t we just talk about her a little bit!”, said Negan chuckling amused.
You could see how Daryls anger rised, and so did Negan.
“Angry, huh? Well than that may not be the best moment to tell you that I fucked her last night!”, called Negan out chuckling. Daryl began to growl and you could see that he was shortly before exploding.
You saw how he searched for your glance trying to find out how you felt.
“You…”, began your brother hissing. “Daryl!”, you whispered urging trying to calm him down and to stop him.
If he would freak out now Negan would kill him for sure. And you couldn’t let this happen.
“Jesus!…She’s still trying to protect you! Hell… isn’t she fucking great? And you know what? Your sweet sister is even hotter than the others! So you may now ask yourself if she’ll become one of my wives, huh?”, asked Negan swinging his bat before Daryls face.
Your brother just growled at Negan that chuckled amused seeing him this way.
“She’s gonna be something more unique Daryl. And you know why?… No? ‘Cause she’s got something! She’s got character! And that’s fucking hard to find! I would waste her if I’d just take her as a wife like the others! She’s worth more…”,said Negan turning in your direction and winking at you.
You couldn’t do else than keeping the disgusted glance in your eyes.
“Yeah, you see that? In her eyes? She is withdrawn… but I bet there’s fucking more behind this fucking facade! Jesus,…she’s gonna be some hard nut to crack! But I’m gonna do that”, he laughed.
“Shit, yeah I’m gonna fucking do that”, he said a little more quiet looking at you smirking.
A cold shiver ran down your back as he kept staring into your eyes and then turned back to your brother.
”Well, this…could all be yours, all you gotta do is answer one simple question”, said Negan looking at Daryl. “So who are you?”, asked Negan.
Daryl said nothing trying to look at you.
“I’m gonna ask you one more time…Who are you?”, asked Negan more urging with a dangerously calm voice while he held this goddamn bat in Daryls face.
You didn’t need to listen to know the answer. Daryl wasn’t somebody you could break or you could play with the way you wanted to. He seemed to know that Negan wouldn’t hurt you if he said his own name.
And that’s what he did. He said his own Name. And you weren’t quite sure if you should be proud, that he wouldn’t let Negan break him or afraid about that what Negan would do to him now.
“He made his choice…aint my problem if he made a dumbass choice”, Negan growled, still standing extremely close before your brother. “Get him back in the cell”, Negan hissed, before Dwight pushed your brother out and you could just get one last glance of your brothers eyes. Negan turned around to you and laughed. “Well Sweetheart, were gonna see pretty soon if your friends back in Alexandria make as dumb choices as your brother!”
Request: Can you do an imagine where spiderman and the reader are enemies when they’re “working” but in the day, they’re mutual and one day spidey has to get her out of trouble because she gets drugged and taken sry for English it’s not my main language :(
A/N: This is like 1800 words and pretty angsty, so you can get popcorn if you’d like hahaha! Hope you like it!
‘’Have you finished the Chemistry project?’’ Peter asks as he sits next to you on top of a building. ‘’I’ll do it when I get home’’ you say, trying to find somebody doing something bad, bored of waiting. ‘’I can help-shit, look over there’’ he says quickly, putting on his mask and pointing at your left. Turning your head, you see a group of 6 men surrounding a boy around 18, a gun in one of the man’s hand. Just as you are about to go over there with Peter, the radio on your waist makes a sound. ‘’NYCPD, we have a robbery with hostages at the bank in front of Central Park. Robbery with hostages at the bank in front of Central Park. At least 20 men with guns’’ a voice says. You look at Peter, knowing what he wants to do. ‘’We don’t have time, Peter’’ you whisper. ‘’We have to make it to the bank now.’’ ‘’What about the boy? He is going to get beaten’’ he says, looking at him. ‘’You can take care of the bank.’’ ‘’Peter, there are 20 men at the bank. The boy will have to make his way out of it’’ you hiss, mad at your best friend for always wanting to save everyone. ‘’There are hostages, Peter.’’ ‘’Well, then wait for me to help the boy and we’ll go together!’’ he says, getting nervous. ‘’Stop being so damn selfish and doing only what you want! It doesn’t even look as if you tried to save people, only get a good reputation! Not helping that guy makes you as responsible for what happens to him as the people who do it!’’ ‘’You know what? Forget it. I’ll go alone. Good luck saving that stupid boy’’ you say, extremely mad, before using your powers to teleport to the rooftop of the bank. Getting inside really quietly, you look around and see around 30 men -more than what the police expected. You already know you aren’t going to make it out unharmed if Spiderman doesn’t arrive soon, but you can’t wait. There are at least 20 people being held as hostages while the robbers take everything they can, searching for even more information on the computers. You teleport behind a man and hit him in the back of his head, making him pass out, and you take his gun while putting a finger to your lips telling everyone to remain silence. You teleport back to where you were before, trying to decide what to do. Just as you are about to leave your hiding spot, somebody grabs you from behind and kicks you on your back, making you fall to the ground. You groan and cough, blood leaving your mouth. You try to teleport, but the man hits your side one second before you do it. You try to breathe slowly, then, but you know you have to rush if you want to save the hostages. Regaining strength, you manage to take down 13 men in 5 minutes, teleporting constantly from place to place and surprising them from behind. You are tired and you wait for Peter to arrive, but he doesn’t, and that also makes you worry. As you take down other 2 men, Spiderman swings inside the bulding, kicking 3 men on his way. Between the both of you, the robbers are quickly on the ground and the police enters the building, helping the hostages. You know one of your ribs is broken, and you can feel a huge bruise beginning to form on your side. You are still spitting blood, and after teleporting for so long, you know you are gonna pass out in a few minutes. ‘’Hey, [Y/N], I’m sorry I didn’t-‘’ Peter says, pulling you apart from the crowd around the hostages and the police. People are taking pictures of the two of you, and before even giving him a chance to finish his sentence, you teleport back to your house, passing out just as you touch the ground.
The next morning, you wake up sore, your body hurting everywhere. You get ready for school, putting a bandage around your whole body to help the rib and applying some ice to the bruise. You notice a huge bruise covering the whole side of your face, already purple. You decide to wear a hood to school that day, knowing no matter how much foundation you apply, it will still show through. Saying a quick bye to your parents, you make your way to school, walking slowly as your legs are still sore, not wanting to teleport in fear of passing out again. You tend to get Peter to help you when you get more beaten up than usual, but you are still mad at him for leaving you alone and being rude to you the night before. Right as you reach your locker, you feel a hand on your shoulder, making you flinch. Turning around, you see Peter, a worried look on his face. ‘’Are you okay?’’ he says, trying to find your eyes under your hood. ‘’Well, I have a broken rib, a bruise covering half of my body and probably a broken nose,’’ you say with a fake laugh ‘’so no.’’ ‘’What?’’ he exclaims, removing your hood before you can stop him. He takes a step behind, surprised at what he sees. ‘’How did you -oh my God, I’m so sorry’’ he whispers. You put your hood back on before anybody else sees you and walk to class, Peter by your side. ‘’Are you mad?’’ You don’t answer and keep walking, saying hi to some of your friends, eyes on the ground. ‘’Look, I understand that I should have gone earlier, but I had to help that guy. It’s not my fault that they beat you up.’’ ‘’Shut the fuck up, Parker’’ you hiss. ‘’It’s not that. I don’t care about my face. I care about you being an asshole. That boy probably deserved what was coming to him. Let me guess -he bought drug and didn’t pay for it’’ you say. When he doesn’t answer, you know you are right and scoff. ‘’And while he was being stupid and you were helping him and I was fighting and getting my ass kicked, I was hoping that somebody who had practically called me a horrible person wouldn’t be in danger. You didn’t even apologize.’’ You make your way through the crowded hallways, leaving Peter standing there, and walk straight to class, avoiding him for the rest of the day.
Leaving school and not waiting for Peter to walk with you, you start your way home. You start to hear footsteps behind you, and before you can even teleport, something hits the back of your head and makes you pass out.
Opening your eyes, you find yourself inside of a cage and tied to a chair. There is a man right in front of you, and as he walks closer to him, you find him to be the man that kicked you the day before. ‘’Hello, sweetheart. You remember me, right?’’ he asks, his voice rough. You try to teleport, but your powers aren’t working. You start to panic, fearing you will be stuck in there forever. ‘’Nice cage, huh? It retains your powers so that they don’t work -although you have probably guessed it by now’’ he laughs. ‘’You should wear a better mask, by the way. It fell so easily when I hit you last night -such a shame to have such a pretty face ruined. I didn’t think you’d be so young.’’ You look around, trying to find an escape and finding none. ‘’Where am I and what do you want from me?’’ you ask, trying to untie the knots securing your hands. ‘’You are still in Queens. I hope your friend will come and save you, since he would be a nice addition to my new collection. And as for what I want from you -I only want to know how you got your powers’’ he says, looking directly at you. ‘’I was born with them’’ you whisper, realizing there is no way Peter is going to find you. Fear is starting to run through your veins as you realize you are probably going to die that day. ‘’That I do not believe, pretty girl’’ the man says, entering the cage. He slowly runs a finger down your face, pressing on the bruise and making you flinch. ‘’Take your hand off of me, weirdo’’ you say, trying to sound sure and serious. ‘’Talk to me with respect’’ he says, and just as his hand is about to hit the bruised side of your face, a web is stuck to it, stopping it. ‘’The lady said to take your hands off of her’’ Peter says, as he swings inside the building. You let out a strangled breath you didn’t know you were holding and Peter quickly defeats the man, rushing over to you and untying your hands. ‘’Hey, hey, [Y/N], are you okay?’’ he whispers, holding your face in his hands with so much carefulness, it almost makes you cry. He takes off his mask, his eyes full of worry as he looks at you. ‘’I’m so sorry. I-I thought you were gone and I hadn’t apologized for being a dick and I-I thought I would never see you again and I was so scared’’ he says, a few tears in his eyes. You press your forehead softly to his, tears in your eyes as well. ‘’I understand you. I understand that you work for the big cause and that sometimes you need to leave something behind to do it. I may not think that is the right way, but I understand. I’m sorry I didn’t before. Please forgive me.’’ You put your hands on his cheeks, caressing them with your thumbs. ‘’I forgive you, Peter. It’s fine’’ you say softly. ‘’I thought I was gonna die -I was so scared, and the only thing I could think about was that you thought I was mad and that you didn’t know I love you and I-I don’t want to hide it anymore’’ you say before kissing him, him kissing you back. It is a short kiss, since Peter doesn’t want to hurt you, and when you pull apart he smiles softly, his cheeks red. ‘’I have always wanted to do that’’ he whispers, his breath against your lips. ‘’And now let me take you home, you are way too tired to teleport right now’’ he says before wrapping his arms carefully around your waist and swinging off the building, leaving the man webbed up to the ground for the police to arrest him.
‘you’re okay?’ ‘i am now’ (bellamy blake one-shot)
Request: An imagine maybe where you and bellamy blake are in love but then you get separated and you end up in mount weather with the others. Then Bell is out to safe you and when he finds monty and some others he gets told what happens in the mountain. While they then get on a rescue mission Bell finds you in one of the cages but you dont respond cause you’re too weak and he thinks you’re dead. In the end he can free you and outside he just holds you until you whisper his name :) I hope it is okay :)
Prompt: You & your boyfriend Bellamy get separated after the last fight against the Grounders. Bellamy comes to Mount Weather on a rescue mission with a couple other people and they manage to bring a few of you back to camp. My “imagines” always turn into one-shots, I’m so sorry! I hope you like this & I’m sorry it took so long! Sorry if it sucks xox
Pairing: Bellamy x Reader
Warnings: blood, mentions of violence, fluff
Y/N had been gone for about a month now, and until recently, no one knew where to start looking for her. Just last night, Clarke showed up outside Camp Jaha and told us about Mount Weather. The supposed “protectors of humankind” who tortured Grounders and our people alike. Clarke just told me that she say Y/N there at first, but couldn’t find her later on.
“What do you mean you couldn’t find her? Did she manage to escape like you did? Clarke what the hell does that mean?” I growled, yelling at her accidentally.
“It means that they probably took her somewhere. Our blood is useful to them, Bellamy. They took Anya, tied her away in a cage and used her blood. There were so many cages, Bellamy. So many people like Anya tied up in cages,” Clarke rambled on and I put a hand up to stop her.
“I don’t want to hear about Anya. I want to hear about Y/N. Please tell me she’s alive,” I whispered, desperate to hear Clarke say yes.
“I-I don’t know, Bellamy. I really don’t,” Clarke sighed dejectedly and looked down. “If she is, she doesn’t have much time. We need a search party. We need to organize a rescue mission. My mom can help.”
Clarke quickly makes her way to Abby as I sit there, stumped. I can’t go by myself, I don’t even know where Mount Weather is. But if Abby doesn’t okay the rescue mission, I wouldn’t have any other choice. Y/N might be taking her last breaths at that hell-hole and here I am, not being able to do anything. Clarke came back about an hour later with a not-so-happy Abby. She looked over at me, face somber but understanding.
“You want to go on a rescue mission? Fine, but Kane has to be with you at all times. You, Kane, and a few members of the guard. No one else.” Clarke begins to protest as Abby finishes talking, but I give her a look.
“I need to find Y/N, Clarke. You just got back. Get some rest and we’ll find our way, just draw us a map,” I pleaded and Clarke nodded in understanding before walking out. Abby nodded and walked out, leaving me standing by myself. I’m finally gonna get to see Y/N.
Third Person POV
You lay there, groaning and half-dead. You’ve lost all track of time and all traces of energy. You’d only been here for a week, but it felt like months. The people of Mount Weather had drained you of your blood and drugged you to keep you from making any noise, you saw no hope of ever seeing the others again, you wouldn’t ever get to see Bellamy. At the thought of him, your heart wrenched and you coughed quietly. You held your arms close to you and breathed heavily. You slowly laid your head back against the cold wall of the metal cages, ready to die. As you closed your eyes, you heard a door open. But it couldn’t be Dr. Tsing, this door opened on the other side of the room. You tried to open your eyes, but no longer had the energy to.
Bellamy slowly walked in and he gulped as he saw all the cages. He took a breath and walked over to them, praying that you weren’t locked up. He looked through a few of them and his breath caught in his throat when he finally laid eyes on you. He motioned Kane and the guards over as he hurriedly worked on opening your cage.
“We need to get a few of them out today. We’ll come back with more guards and get the rest of them out tomorrow,” Kane whispered as he managed to open a lock and went towards another cage.
“Got it,” Bellamy nodded and finally opened your cage, only to find your limp body laying against the floor of the cage. “No,” he whispered and pulled you out.
“We have to leave now. They’ll be around any minute,” Kane hurriedly whispered and carried out two of your people. The guards followed suit, and Bellamy grabbed you and ran out.
A few hours later
You guys finally made it back to Camp Jaha. The gates opened, and before Kane could say a word, Bellamy ran inside and yelled. “Y/N needs medical attention. Now!” He ran with you to medical and just as he laid you down on the examining table, Clarke and Abby made their way inside.
“Y/N,” Clarke whispered and made her way over to you and Bellamy. “What happened, where was she?”
“In a cage,” Bellamy whispered and gulped as he looked up at Abby. “Help her, please.”
“I will, Bellamy,” Abby nodded as Jackson ran inside. “Clarke, take Bellamy out until I’m done here. It looks like she has some fractured ribs and there’s something inside her chest, we need to operate now. She’s barely alive.”
Clarke pulled out a screaming Bellamy as Abby began her procedure. Hours later, Bellamy was pacing back and forth outside the room as Abby walked out with a soft smile.
“Bellamy?” He looked up as Abby spoke. Bellamy ran to the room and Abby held up a hand. “She’s alive, but barely. Her lungs were punctured and she had two broken ribs on the right side. Let her heal, Bellamy.” WIth that, she walks off.
“Y/N,” Bellamy breathes out and walks over, pulling a chair to sit next to you. “I’m so sorry,” he whispers as his eyes fill with tears. He lays his head near your stomach and cries himself to sleep.
The next morning, you slowly opened your eyes. It took you a few blinks to get the fuzziness out of your eyes, but eventually you succeed. You yawn softly and look around confused, not knowing where you were. You looked down and saw that you had been bandaged, you had to do a double take as you saw a mess of curls over to your side. “Bell?” You whispered. “Bell?” You rubbed his head and he looked up, confused before he saw you.
“Y/N?” He sits up, rubbing his teary eyes. “Y/N!” He yells out your name and stands, calling for Abby. He looks down at you and leans down to kiss your head. “You’re okay?” Bellamy whispers, his eyes searching yours.
“I am now,” you whisper, feeling okay for the first time in a while.
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Venus in Taurus:
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Venus in Gemini:
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Venus in Cancer:
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Venus in Leo:
Although you're generally a very generous lover, you require an immense amount of attention in your relationships. If your partner fails to provide you with that, you resort to others in order to fulfill your needs. You're a loyal lover, but your tendency to crave attention from others may lead your partner to think you aren't quite committed.
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