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Broken Pieces

A/N: This is my first imagine, so I am doing my best :) I hope to make this a series if it’s liked. I plan on doing a bunch of different types of imagines but I have to start somewhere so I am taking this from my wattpad story that I haven’t updated in forever so hopefully this will allow me to express my creativity in another outlet. Anyways if you like it great, if not, I am sorry. So yeah. Here you go.

Requests Open

Warning(s): swearing

Characters: Reader, Stiles, Scott -on the phone, (others come later)

Pairing: tbd

Summary:

When a new girl arrives in Beacon Hills, everything changes. 
They don’t know what she is, and neither does she, but she knows exactly what happens to everyone in Beacon Hills, and she’s here to stop it all.


Y/n doesn’t remember anything about herself or her past. She keeps getting these visions and thoughts of a place called Beacon Hills and the people who live there.
She sees all the hurt and pain they go through- all the hassle they struggle with trying to fix the messes they get themselves in. It’s like they’re all trying to put puzzle pieces together without ever seeing the picture.
And she knows that that’s what she needs to do- that’s her job, she has to help them with their broken pieces.

*Y/N = your name *Y/L/N = your last name

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Y/N POV

I have to stop this
I have to go to Beacon Hills

But you only know what happens to them without your interruptions on their lives

I have to go. I’m certain that their futures will be better if I interfere.
No matter what may happen to me in the process.

*•*•

My name is Y/n Y/l/n, and I have no idea about anything about myself other than my name and what I look like- and I hadn’t known that until recently.

But somehow I know all about the past, present, and future of the residents of Beacon Hills.
The Beacon for the supernatural.

I don’t know if that’s what I am; maybe a seer or some shit- but I’m sure as hell something not human.

I hope that Scott and Stiles can help me. Even though they have no idea who I am yet.

From what I know - they most likely can. The others can be trusted as well, but they haven’t all come to grips with the supernatural like they will in the near future…

Sorry, I’m getting ahead of myself, I tend to do that a lot.

Anyways, my stuff is packed and I’m on a plane ride from where I woke up in Georgia to the little town I can’t get out of my head that’s located in California.

Here goes nothing…Beacon Hills here I come.

*•*•*•*

I leave the airport with my suitcase and come to the realization that I have no fucking clue where I’m supposed to stay - or how because I have about $50 in my wallet and a frozen yogurt coupon.

Shit. 

How the fuck did I plan everything, literally everything but not where to fucking stay? Like cmon. Dumbass.

Wait! I could always go to Derek’s place…damn I don’t think he has his loft yet. Scott’s place would be good because Melissa’s never home, but he might be hard to convince why I’m there and also need to stay and seek refuge there at his place.

Then there’s  Stiles - he’s pretty open and spot on about everything, yeah I’ll go there.

At least I remembered to send a transcript to Beacon Hills High for my enrollment papers.

Again y/n, you were so smart with the planning. EXCEPT FOR A FUCKING PLACE TO STAY. 

This better work. Time to start walking.

**

If I wasn’t such a dumbass I wouldn’t have had to walk forever to get here. 

Alive too might I add. I better be grateful nothing has tried to kill me yet considering it is the perfect scenario for that to happen. 

So I will reiterate. I am a dumbass.

I walk to Stiles’ place and let out a relieved sigh when I see his Jeep sitting in the driveway and no Sheriff’s car in sight.

I go to the front door, I bring up my hand to knock and hesitate just before my knuckle hit the door.

What if he doesn’t let me in? What if he thinks I’m crazy? Should I have gone to Deaton instead?

Fuck I should’ve gone to Deaton! Damn, I should’ve thought about this mo-

All those thoughts are interrupted when I hear the doorbell ring.

What?!

I look down and see my suitcase pressed against it when I leaned on it while thinking of all the things that could go wrong…I’m not pessimistic at all, I swear.

“Coming!” I hear through the door. I look at the windows on the side of the door to make sure I look decent - just because I know him doesn’t mean he knows me…wow that didn’t sound stalker-ish at all.

I see him coming through the window and straighten myself up trying to make it look like I wasn’t looking intently through his windows

“Hello, how can I help yo-” Stiles says as his sentence gets cut short as soon as he looked at me with his golden eyes widening when I looked up at him to make eye contact.

“Hellooo?” I ask, waving my hand in front of his face trying to wake him from whatever la-la-land he zoned out into.

“Uh-what? Yeah, I’m great, I just thought I saw this fucking angel and OH GOD YOU’RE REAL!” Stiles exclaims when he looks at me again. I quickly butt in before he could say anything else.

“Hey, my name’s y/n. Can I come in?” as I get out what I needed to as fast as I could.

“Uh, YES! I mean *hmm* yeah, come on in, my name’s Stiles” he steps aside and lets me walk in and closes the door and locks it after I’m all the way inside.

He actually locked the door? That’s a first.

“Why do you have a suitcase?” Stiles asked as I left it at the door as we made our way into the living room.

“Uh, that’s kinda what I wanted to talk to you about,” I said as I sat down on his couch.

“I know this might sound crazy, but I need to stay here with you - for a bit,” I say really quickly.

“Um, I mean…yeah, you can stay but we don’t really have a spare room but I’m sure that I cou-” I stop Stiles mid-sentence.

“Wait, no questions, no hesitation? You’re letting me stay just like that?” I question him.

“I mean yeah, there’s just something about you I can’t really place, but it’s a good feeling…I trust you” he whispers the last part. I look at him with wide eyes, shocked at what he just told me.

“Wait what?”

“I mean, um I trust you’re not some druggie or serial killer or something like that” Stiles adds in quickly to cover up the fact he just told me something a little out of the ordinary.

Yeah, like you’re one to talk. You’re about to tell him you know every fucking thing about him and everybody he knows.

“Wow…I mean thank you, I don’t know what to say” I tell him.

I look up at his golden eyes and smile. I look over at his face and notice he has cute moles on his face…or freckles, whatever you wanna call them.

He really is hot.

Man…if really love to just stare at him all day….we could always just go upst-

“Y/n? You okay?”

I blink for a second and look back at him - attentive this time.

“Yeah I’m fine…but I actually have some more stuff I need to tell you,” I say to him. I have no clue how I’m supposed to tell him this.

“Oh alright, but do you want to go ahead and figure out your sleeping arrangements?  My dad probably shouldn’t know your here until a few days, that-that is i-if you intend to stay that long- with me. I MEAN HERE!…with me…yeah..” Stiles drags off.

I giggle at his actions and smile up at him.

What the fuck…giggling? Really Y/n?

He smiles at me, “I like your laugh”.

“Thanks, I like your smile,” I say.

Now all I gotta do is tell him that I know all about his future - and past.

This should be fun.

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AH! So that was my first imagine! If you liked it or want more PLEASE let me know. I would love to make and post more of this series. And of you want a specific imagine you can request it or any other type. Thanks!

24. Part 2

Originally posted by dailycbrown

Sitting on the edge of the stage, staring at the very seats we will be in tomorrow. I am nervous, I hope this all goes to plan “how are you feeling about everything?” my manager asked me, looking away from the seats “good, I am blessed that they are doing this for me. I just want it to go all to plan” French walked over to me “bro, is there something you ain’t telling me?” rubbing my face smiling “a nigga about to propose” French placed his hand on my shoulder “oh shit, seriously?” he spat “yeah, I am doing it here. I called a few people to help, I know people are thinking it’s quick but bro. Have you seen my girl?” he nodded his head smiling “she is nice, the type that needs to be taken off the market” see he knows “I want the world to know, I can’t let that go. I am waking up next to a beautiful woman on a daily basis, I want to keep that forever” I end up talking too much when it comes to Rylee “shit is about to wild, I can’t wait now. Get to meet the woman herself too” pushing myself off the edge of the stage “keep ya eyes down too, she mine for the taking” hitting his arm “I see how it is, she a nurse too? She be healing you bro” busting out laughing “that sexual healing, you know how it is” dapping French “see you tomorrow” walking off with my manager.

Opening my car door “so next week New York?” my manager said, shaking my head “I got my daughter for a week now, she has ballet classes and a birthday party to go too. I also want to see if Rylee is free, I want her to model Black Pyramid. I want to make Rylee a name where she is bringing money in also, I know Dior asked but she keeps saying no. I am working on her, just need to bring her in on the team. Once shawty and I are married, I am going to integrate her name into Black Pyramid and she can deal with the women’s side and then she will get all the money. I have been thinking about this” my manager looked at me in shock “I can tell, she is blessed to have you. You will look after her. Well, let me know, I need to make sure the record label are on our side. See you tomorrow then, last day as a single man. This time tomorrow you will be engaged” stretching my arms out sighing out “I am excited bro, I am praying everything goes well” getting into my car “I am sure it will” closing my car door.

It’s late as fuck, I hope Rylee didn’t fall asleep in her family’s hotel room. Slowly walking the lobby, I am a little tired because I don’t sleep either. Jesus, this is going to be so exciting, my family saw me and was already celebrating. I was like what if she rejects me, I doubt it though because she loves me too much. I hope everything works out just right, my mom is happy for me to walk the red carpet with my new family and Royalty. I will meet them after, knocking on the hotel room door. I don’t really want to stay here any longer than I should, I need to sleep and look pretty as fuck tomorrow. I know it’s late as fuck but I hope they are awake still, hearing someone walking. The door opened “come on in” Harvey whispered “is she awake still?” walking into the suite “barely, she is curled up in a ball on the couch. She is annoyed that you weren’t picking the phone up” seeing Rylee on the couch, she has fallen asleep “I can tell she been doing that, her phone is in her hand. I went home and I left my phone, I guess she won’t be happy” I knew I should have went back home “no, that is women for you. Anyways, I am going bed. I was waiting for you to open the door, goodnight” he is leaving me with a moody Rylee “aight, goodnight” I am stupid, I should have got the phone.

Crouching down at the side of Rylee, I don’t know if to carry her out or wake her. Let me wake her, moving her hair back from her face “Rylee” stroking her cheek with my thumb, she is not about to wake up that easily but I know she hates one thing. Pinching her nose “mhmmm” she hit my hand away, chuckling at her “come on, I am here now” Rylee frowned with her eyes shut “go away” she mumbled, she is moody. Sighing out “right, I won’t win this but you are still coming with me” getting up from my positon, leaning down and placing my arm under her legs and then just under her back. Picking Rylee up from the couch “no, seriously put me back” she mean mugged me, ignoring her as I made my way out of the room “my shoes!” she spat, I don’t even care “I missed you so much baby” dragging the door back and quickly walking out of the door “this is embarrassing” she is saying that but she is the one that was telling me to go away.

The elevator pinged open, Rylee’ eyes are half shut “put me down” she mumbled, walking off the elevator “I will carry you to the car” she slapped my chest “put me down” she is so damn grumpy, placing her down on the ground barefoot “fine, you still walking to the car” walking ahead of her “oh my god, my feet Chris!” she yelped “pick me up” now she is asking to be picked up, I huffed at her “seriously, why would you put me down” is this girl being real, she told me too “right” Rylee placed her arm around my neck as I picked her up again “don’t speak to me” she quickly added, I wish I took my phone now because she is really not speaking to me “hmmm, you being mean to me” walking by the reception, the workers stared at us. There is some guys that were walking into the hotel, one of the guys held the door open for me “thank you” slipping by them “that was Chris Brown” one of them said, let me just keep on walking.

She is still sulking about the phone, she is really not speaking to me at all. I can tell she is sulking from the pout, also she angled away from me in the car staring out of the window, her arms crossed. I hate this silence, it is driving me crazy “I am sorry Rylee, I just forgot about my phone. I was just rushing out of the house, I had to pick something up and then I forgot. I remembered when I was in the car but I was nearly there, my bad. Stop being a spoilt brat” Rylee looked over at me frostily “I am not a brat!” she spat, I sighed out “well you are now, I get it. I am sorry, it won’t happen again” smiling in her direction before turning my attention back to the road “I called you so many times, I text you. I got worried and clearly you are drinking that lean bullshit that put you in hospital last time” looking down at my cup holder, I am so stupid “shit” I said aloud “I mean, that ain’t mine” Rylee gave me a blank look “ok, whatever. I rather go to my apartment and sleep on my own” I snorted laughing “what apartment?” I questioned “you mean the one that is back on rent?” Rylee’ mouth fell open “you didn’t? Ok, I hate you now” so she says.

I would like to call Rylee dramatic but then I am just asking for trouble “I guess you won’t sleep now, seeing as you had that shit. You know how bad it is for you? You had a Seizure and you are still drinking it, clearly you don’t love me as you say and you want to have a baby? This is why I will not do it, I am not about to be a single mother because you get killed over this shit! You won’t sleep tonight, bet my life on it” reaching over placing my hand on her leg “I do love you, I do. I just like get turned up a little, I was with the homies and it happens” Rylee hit my hand away “I was thinking so much shit when you wasn’t answering your phone when I know you do, I thought someone hurt you because you have no bodyguard. I will get over it but right now I am a little heated, I worry about you” licking my lips shaking my head “I still have that crazy ex after me what makes you think he won’t get to you, you have forgotten but I haven’t. You have people that dislike you because of me” Rylee worries too much, pulling into a gas station “you want anything?” she shook her head, opening the car door. Locking Rylee inside the car as I made my way inside, I need to get some cigarettes because she is about to stress me.

Placing my card in my pocket walking out with a Red Bull in hand, looking up ahead of me and seeing a guy waking by looking at my car. Pulling open the door as I walked out of the store, the guy that is staring into my car did a U-turn and walked up to the driver’s side window “the fuck you doing!?” I shouted, the guy turned around in a fright, he soon saw me and ran. Dropping my Red Bull to the floor as I ran, the guy got into the car at the end of the road. Still running towards the car he sped off, stopping at the end of the road as the car sped down the road. Breathing in and out, I know his face and I know that is Rylee’ ex “fuck!” I spat, turning around. Walking back towards my car, Rylee stared in shock. Unlocking my car door, pulling open my door “who was that!?” Rylee said all wide eyed “did you not see?” I questioned “I don’t know, I was looking at my nails and then I heard you shout and I saw the guy run” staring at Rylee, not knowing whether to tell her or not “who is it?” shaking my head, getting into my car “I don’t know, it was just some dude. Let’s just go” slamming my car door shut, I don’t want to scare her so I will keep it to myself.

I am in shock, I can’t believe that nigga was following us. I feel stressed, I feel like I am being watched now. I can’t be alerting Ryle with this, she will freak out. Looking in my rear-view mirror, I am so angry and shocked that he was looking in my car. The fuck was he going to do, I know that was her ex. Turning the corner, I want to go on a different route to my crib now “you look a little nervous, what is wrong?” Rylee asked “you talking to me now?” I retorted hopefully changing the subject, I don’t know how to feel about this whole situation at all “no” she said, of course she’s not “I think you are baby, come on baby. I miss you, I am sorry” pulling up on the side road “why are you stopping?” she questioned, I am only pulling up because I am anxious that he is following us. Looking around the area, locking the doors “I just want to talk to you, I love you baby. I apologise that I left my phone at home, I am sorry I had lean, I promise you that I will be with you when you are having our baby. It hurt me when you said you won’t have one with me, I am a good dad am I not?” Rylee sighed out rolling her eyes, she turned in the seat to face me.

“You are a good dad baby, I just don’t like you having this lean shit either. I just worry, I am sorry too” she apologised, looking behind Rylee again. I am so scared to lose my girl, someone wants her dead “my bad, I just want to know why you are so put off with having a baby?” I am intrigued to know this actually “it’s not you, it’s just me. I don’t know, I don’t feel right telling you” squinting my eyes in confusion at her “we will be married one day, I want to know all the weird shit. Talk to me, I want to know” she seems so reluctant in saying this to me “I have irregular periods, I have had this forever but when I got with you I started the pill. I wasn’t in a relationship so there was no reason for me to be on anything. The doctor wouldn’t do anything for me because I am not trying for a baby or having sex but I am now, that is why I am on that tablet. I am just scared a little, I am scared in struggling to have kids. I am scared ok, what if I can’t have a baby? What if my body can’t handle it, you won’t want me then will you?” why is she getting upset about this “stop it, I love you and if that happens then I am still going to be with you. I don’t know how periods work but being on the pill lessens chances right?” Rylee nodded her head “it does, but my mom had us four, even another one but she miscarried, she had normal periods but obviously, I got this. I don’t know Chris, I am scared to know the truth. I won’t know until I try.”

Licking my lips nodding my head, reaching over and holding her hand “we will do it together, I am sorry. I am annoying, I just want to get my way all the time” I am an asshole at times “babies, it’s something that is not on my mind, seeing my mom making a full recovery is what I want. She didn’t even get out of bed Chris, I had stay with her and then Kyrie was bored and he fell asleep crying about being bored. I don’t know what to do, you tell me what I do? I work with bad news all the time but I can’t even handle this, I am trying to be positive but that is my mom, what do I do without my mom? My dad does so much for her, I also feel like a bad daughter because I am not there. I am not there to help her but I am stuck here, I am so torn and I am just done with shit. I don’t know how this conversation escalated to this point but it has” Rylee shifted in the seat wiping her tears, imagine if I told her about who I just saw “everything just connects you know, I am scared already to go through that and my mom is just not well to help me. I am just forever worrying” I wish I could make her happy “I am sorry, I don’t help much” I probably add to her issues “no, you keep my mind off it, don’t say sorry. Honestly, I appreciate you. You and Royalty do take my mind off things, you make me smile and that is a good thing” let me start driving, I am sure that guy is gone hopefully “I will do anything to make you happy Rylee, I got you forever trust me” I hope tomorrow brings her so much joy, she doesn’t know what’s coming to her.

Pressing my phone to my ear waiting for Mark to pick his phone up, I usually have my gate open but I closed that and locked my whole home. Even my back-yard doors are locked, I don’t want to alarm Rylee either but I am just not happy. Poking my head around the door to check Rylee ain’t near the office, I think she is still having a shower “really Chris?” Mark said, I couldn’t help but laugh because it’s a stupid time “I am sorry, I just need to speak to you. I know you said you can’t speak to me about Rylee but that’s my girl” hearing Mark close a door in the background “proceed Chris, I am listening” I don’t think he is happy with me “so me and my girl went to the gas station, I locked the Range doors just because I was annoyed with her, we had a little disagreement. I got my things, walking out of the store and I see this guy walking by my Range and looking but kept walking. He then stopped and walked back, he was staring inside my car and I shouted. He looked at me and then ran, I chased him but he went in his car. The dude was Rylee’ ex, I ain’t tell her because I don’t want her to freak out as she didn’t see because she was busy looking at her nails, you know how women be” sitting down on my chair “did you not get a registration at all? The guy is very unstable Chris, you need to keep safe from this man while we move through the courts. Maybe we can get video footage of this, text me the gas station and I will handle the rest. I think we can track him being there, for now. Keep Rylee close by to you, seems like he won’t give up” I will murder the guy “will do, sorry about waking you. I just worry, he followed us so it worries me. Please get the restraining order done, night” I think I better let Mark sleep.

Staring down at the paper work, I was going to hold this back until after we get married but I don’t think I want to wait. I will make her sign this when we come back, I am doing shawty a party here with just close family so we can all be together, just get to know each other more. Rylee’ parents aren’t always here so why not, I think people will say I am crazy but I think I am not. I have always wanted a woman by my side that I can trust, I know Rylee will slay at this. This contract will give Rylee half of my Black Pyramid fortune, she will have control of the female side of it. I want her to have it “are you coming to bed?” I jumped at Rylee’ voice, opening the side drawer and placing the paper inside “let me guess, you can’t sleep” closing the draw and locking it “a little, I was thinking if we watch a movie and I might just fall asleep like that, what you think?” getting up from the chair “well I am actually ready to sleep but I will lay with you” she looks so damn fine in my tee “are you wearing any panties under this?” lifting the tee up a little “nope” she giggled turning around skipping away from me “good, easy access. You better bring that ass back here, I will be waiting for you in the living area. Sit on my face” I am obsessed with Rylee’ body “I am getting ablanket you horny dog, wait in there” we ain’t about to watch anything, that blanket will not be needed either.

me: I’m an adult now.. It’s scientifically proven that in order to live a healthy lifestyle, you have to go to bed early. So, from now on, my ass is going to bed at 9 pm, no excuses!! Fitness for life, yeah! Sixpack, here I come biatch!

also me at 2:35 am:

I need more Baze and Chirrut origin stories asap please and thank you

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        What’s in a name? A thousand songs. Hundreds of photographs. A million stories.  
                                           Everything.  Everything is in a name.

                                           Everything is in your name. (insp)

Where did all those feelings go? People spend their whole lives looking for love. Poems and songs and entire novels are written about it. But how can you trust something that can end as suddenly as it begins?
—  Nicola Yoon, The Sun is Also a Star
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Oh look, it’s the reason I didn’t have a social life in the past few months.
*cough* I mean this is the first animated short film Sarah, Maya and I worked on, I’d love to hear what you think! :D
Quite proud how it turned out, if I am being honest.

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After a long long pause I am finally motivated to draw again<3

I wanted to try out different colouring and shading techniques I found while watching speedpaints the whole winter long

And while I’ve been listening to a lot of welcome to night vale lately I felt inspired to do some fanart of my favourite episode(s) “The Sandstorm A & B”

Also decided to change my signature because I never really liked my old one