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Secrets • Conrad fisher

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Summary: y/n and Conrad kept there relationship quite for the sake of others feelings but when people find out it all blows up

The seconds she stepped foot on that beach she was swept off her feet but none other than Steven Conklin. She was yet to have seen any of her usual summer gang having arrived later than normal but god was she glad to see them.

“Put me down idiot!” Y/n giggled as Steven span her around with the stupidest smile on his face. Steven and y/n we’re inseparable from the minute they met. There birthdays were a day apart so when they were kids they convinced everyone they were secretly twins separated at birth and they could of been. There personality mirrored each other’s perfectly almost as if they were the same person. If you asked Y/n’s mother and Laurel the pair shared the same brain or In Jeremiah’s worlds ‘they share the same three brain cells’

“You’re late!” He said as he put her down y/n rolled her eyes at his tone as she regained her balance preparing herself from when the others notice she’s there And just as she thought Jeremiah and belly came running at her with Conrad following behind

“You’re here!” Belly yelled as she and Jeremiah engulfed y/n in a hug

“I’ve missed you guys!” Y/n said it wasn’t like she hadn’t seen them that long ago. Y/n made an effort as much as she could to visit everyone throughout the year.

“We’ve missed you more!” Jeremiah told her as he and belly finally gave y/n some room to breathe. Conrad was yet to say anything but he didn’t have to. The smile on his face said it all.

Conrad had somehow managed to steal her away from the group dragging her to a spot he knew was hidden away. Their Spot. He lent against the beach hut and Without saying a word he grabbed her face kissing her passionately she was smiling into the kiss. All she ever did was Smile when he was around

“Well hello to you too.” She giggled as he pulled away whipping her now smudged lipgloss away with the pad of his thumb

“I would say I missed you but you already knew that.” He said before leaning in to kiss her once more only for her to pull away insisting they needed to get back to the others before they start getting suspicious “Not yet, I want you too myself.” He said pulling her into his arms

“Will you stay over tonight? I’ve missed having you sleeping next to me.” He said brushing the hair that had fallen in her face behind her ears. Y/n bit her lip considering it. “Don’t worry I’ll make sure no one sees you come in.”

“Fine.”

And just as he said later that night when he knew the cost was clear y/n came in through the back door and into the kitchen where Conrad was waiting for her “hey there pretty boy.” She said before he shushed her “okay okay.” The pair snuck up the stairs being careful to make as little sound as possible until they were safe in his room.

There were little words spoken between the two but there didn’t need to be. They both knew exactly what the other was thinking before they even said anything. They laid face to face hands intertwined almost asleep when Conrad looked up at her with a smile “Y/n,” he pauses then says “you’re my best friend.” Y/n didn’t need to reply she just nodded and it said everything he needed to know.

Conrad had spent most of the morning just watching y/n sleep comfortably in his arms until his door flew open and a loud Gasp leaving the mouth of none other than Jeremiah “get out!” Conrad said praying to god Jeremiah would keep his mouth shut about what he’d just seen. But this is Jeremiah we’re talking about.

“Y/n.” He whispered softly trying to wake her as gently as possible he felt her stir slightly only to let out a soft groan and nuzzle into him more “Doll, somethings happened.” He whispered she hummed a yes looking up at him through half open eyelids

“Jere just walked in and saw us.” Y/n’s heart sank into her chest. The whole reason they kept there relationship a secret was to protect Belly’s feelings y/n told him that. She said she couldn’t hurt Belly like that.

Shit.

Y/n scrambled out of bed throwing her change of clothes she brought with her and ran downstairs as fast as she could “Belly.” She said looking at her everyone was confused to why she was there. Well everyone but Belly and Jeremiah. Belly shook her head before storming outside y/n stood unsure on what to do when Conrad suddenly appeared behind her

“You could keep your mouth shut just for once!” He spat at Jeremiah but y/n shook her head

“No, this isn’t Jeres fault. It’s ours.” She ran outside after Belly

“Belly Please.” She said running to catch up with her

“You knew how much I liked him!” Belly said and she was right. Belly had confide in y/n many times about her feelings for Conrad which is why y/n felt so awful

“I know Belly and you have every right to be mad at me… I told him I didn’t want to hurt you.” Y/n said Belly had finally stopped in her tracks just staring blankly at y/n

“Why him y/n, why not Jeremiah? The one boy I’ve liked my whole life why did you have to do that to me? I thought we were friends.” Belly shook her head she wanted to cry and scream but she kept herself composed

“We are friends Belly, I can’t help that I fell for him you of all people would understand how I could.” Y/n said it felt like the wrong thing to say but she didn’t know what else to say

“A real friend would have never done that to me.” Belly stormed off leaving y/n stood on the beach tears now rolling down herself she was hurt but her words but more than anything, angry at herself for hurting Belly. Y/n wrapped her arms around here crying softly when she felt a pair of arms around her she didn’t need to look up to know it was Steven. She just knew.

“God I’m such an idiot.” Y/n said after she’d managed to stop crying Steven had sat her down and promised her listen no matter what

“That’s not true… You can’t help who you fall in love with y/n and Belly will get over it. She’s stronger than she lets on.” He told her but y/n could help but feel awful

“I just didn’t want to hurt her.” He gave her a knowing look as someone else sat beside them

“I’ll give you a minute.” Steven gave y/n a soft smile before heading back inside

“I feel awful.” Y/n said looking up at conrad Who just put his arm around her “I never wanted it to go down like this.” Y/n hated the fact that things had happened this way. Why didn’t they just tell the truth.

“Maybe we should stop this.”

“What? No!” Conrad said sitting up straight “I love belly don’t get me wrong and i didn’t want it hurt her either but I’m not letting that ruin what we have! You don’t get to break up with me just because of a little crush belly has.” He rambled he was starting to panic he wasn’t gonna let this be the end

“Connie-“

“No y/n you don’t get to break up with me because of someone else’s feelings. The only feelings that matter here is mine and your and I know damn well I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you and I know you feel the same without you having to say a word!” Conrad was now stood in front of her almost as if he was ready to scream his undying love for y/n from the roof tops.

Y/n stood up grabbing his face and kissing him passionately letting him sweep her off her feet as her legs wrapped around his waist “we’re not breaking up!”

“We’re not.”

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“We were always calling ourselves the ‘Scooby Doo’ gang, like we were Daphne and Velma and Shaggy and Fred.” — Maya Hawke

STRANGER THINGS 4 + Scooby Doo

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EDDIE MUNSON

and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

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VoidRanboo Masterlist

Alex Summers Imagines Series

(Will be updating as I post the new ones!)

Brutal

1 Step Forwards 3 Steps Back

Enough For You

Good 4 You

Traitor

Drivers License

Jealousy, Jealousy

Favorite Crime

Happier

Deja Vu

Hope Your Okay

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Good 4 You|| Alex Summers

Hello my loves! I am so sorry that it took so long to get this part out! School has been kicking my ass but I hope you enjoy it! Also if you haven't I would read Brutal, 1 Step Forward 3 Steps Back, and Enough For You, but without further ado here is part 4 to my Alex Summers Imagines series! <3

-VoidRanboo

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After I packed my bag and placed it in my car I went to tell Charles that I was leaving but Alex and Juilet were in there with him.

Well good for you, I guess you moved on really easily

“Hello Hadleigh! Feeling better?’’ Charles asked as I walked into his office.

“Yeah, that drive did help me a lot, so much in fact that I realized I can’t stay here anymore. I’ve already packed a bag and put it in my car. I was just coming back to tell you, Raven, and Erik.’’ I said, giving him a smile.

“Well you always have a home here.’’ He said giving me a hug.

“Thank you and I will always remember that, but it doesn’t exactly feel like home now.’’ I said, glancing at Alex and Juilet.

You found a new girl and it only took a couple weeks

“I know the feeling.’’ He said, giving my hand a squeeze.

“Well I am going to find Raven and Erik. Thank you for everything.’’

I walked out of his office, but I could hear another pair of footsteps.

“Hadleigh will you just slow down.’’ I heard Alex say.

You're doing great out there without me, baby

“I have nothing to say to you and you now hold no power over me. Nothing you say is going to make me stay.’’ I said, not even turning around.

He quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me into an empty classroom. I tried to leave, but he stood in front of the door.

“What happened to you?’’ He asked.

“Heartbreak. That’s what happened to me.’’ I snapped.

“Hadleigh, stop being like this.’’ He huffed out.

“Like what? All I did was realize that I need to stop feeling sorry for myself because it was getting me nowhere.’’ I said, rolling my eyes.

“This isn’t the Hadleigh I know.’’ He replied.

Well good for you, I guess you're getting everything you want

“That Hadleigh is long gone. She was gone the second you said you fell in love with someone else.’’ I harshly said. I then used my powers to push him out of the way and then made my way outside of the mansion where surprise, surprise Juilet was.

“Look Hadleigh I know what happened between you and Alex, but you need to back off. Look I love him and you are stunning and could take him back if you really wanted to and I can’t go through that heartbreak.’’ She said.

“Oh Honey? You think I care? You can have my sloppy seconds, I couldn’t care less.” I said with a sigh before pushing her out the way and going to my car. I didn’t bother looking back. I simply floored it and I was off.

Well good for you, I guess you moved on really easily

#alex summers #lucas till #xmen #imagines #havok xmen #havok #heartbreak #x reader #sad #alex summers x reader #Alex Summers imagine #raven #hank mccoy #charles xavier #erik lensherr #proffesor x #magneto #mystique

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Love you Hun, i’m happy i could give you ideas!! ❤️❤️

WE ALL HAVE OUR OWN DEMONS | KAZ BREKKER

Fandom: Shadow and Bone

Summary: Y/N is Pekka Rollins's estranged daughter, and finds help from a surprising party to get rid of her father. @misssociopath

Characters: Kaz Brekker, Y/N Rollins (female), Pekka Rollins, Inej Ghafa, Jesper Fahey, Nina Zenik, Matthias Helvar, also Wylan Van Eck even though I haven't read the actual books yet.

A/N: Seriously, I was so excited about this request and later, because of things, I thought I wouldn't be able to write this after all but I did it!! This request was amazing and gonna be honest, this fricking deserves to be a whole ass series... and I just might to make one inspired by this request but meanwhile, have a mini version. I hope you like it!

Warnings: mentions of death, murder, violence, toxic parent relationship, mentions of trauma, a bit of angst and stuff, what would you expect after reading the summary :D

Word count: 4.2k :)))

Your feet tingled from the cold as you splashed through the many puddles of the Barrel’s narrow streets. You walked so quickly that you almost ran, not wanting to give yourself time to think. You had to do something to stop your father from terrorizing Ketterdam.

In any other scenario, a pretty girl like you hurrying through the streets of the Barrel like that would make an instant sitting duck out of her. But you weren’t just any pretty girl.

You were Y/N Rollins. And despite not being in good terms with the monster you had the displeasure to call your father, nobody would dare to even whistle after you in fear of him. If someone tried, their friends would be quick to shut the poor bastard down. Not that you complained.

Those dimly lit streets of Ketterdam were a sight you had been familiar with ever since you were a little girl. At first, your father had had the intentions to raise you to be the next leader of the Dime Lions, but no matter how much he had tried to brainwash you into believing that violence and cruelty is the only way to thrive, you had decided otherwise. You saw the people where he saw kruge. You saw souls, innocent souls who fell to Pekka’s ploys. One of the cases that had been carved in your mind, you remembered the two boys, the older brother being so sure that Pekka would make him rich and his little brother just blindly following along. They were just kids. Naive and innocent, your father wrapped them into his web so easily. Children would be his favorite target, because they were so easily manipulated, but he didn't encounter any other wealthy children after those two.

You remembered how had to play a servant girl, distraction to the younger brother, and you had to call your father “Mr. Hertzoon”. Your father had claimed that it’s a game and that they’re just playing along. But soon your father had fooled all their money and left them to the streets. You didn’t understand exactly what had happened then, but after hearing they had died from the Plague, it was a waking up call. Because of those two brothers, you realized what kind of man your father really was.

At twelve, you had started to warn his newest targets, help them escape your father’s grip. Most didn’t believe you, but you got some out. It took him several years to realize why some of his targets were fleeing, but when he realized it’s you, he had beaten you up and disowned you, left you to the streets as he had left so many before you. Pekka never spoke about you again, but as the people of the Barrel knew who you were, you had never once been harassed or robbed. People were too scared of your father. He hadn’t advertised your betrayal as it would have affected his reputation negatively, but you saw how his grip on Ketterdam was tightening in a quick pace and you realized you had to do something.

You had heard about Kaz Brekker, who had a war going on with your father. You didn’t know what Pekka had done, why this Brekker despised him so much and your father was just as oblivious about that. He sometimes wondered about it aloud, sure different gangs were always competing with each other, trying to get the most territory, but this Kaz Brekker looked at Pekka with so much anger and despise that it wasn’t just a regular intimidation technique between gangs. It was like he actually held some personal grudge against your father, but your father said he had never even heard about anyone called Kaz Brekker before him.

But Kaz Brekker was your best bet against your father. You wouldn’t be able to take him down on your own, so now you were on your way to the Crow Club, silently praying to the Saints that they would believe you and not shoot you on sight.

A bulky doorman and his slightly thinner, but still muscular partner blocked your way to the Crow Club. You were soaked in rain, shivering from cold and your body begged you to get somewhere inside, but you had decided to get to the Crow Club, even with force if needed.

You knew it was a stupidly lucky shot, but you just marched up to them and told them about your business - you wanted to speak with Kaz Brekker.

"And why would Y/N Rollins want to speak to a man who is planning to kill her father?" the man scoffed, clearly thinking it was just a trick. You glared at him.

"I'm here to make a deal, I'm not here to answer to you." you answered and the doorman huffed, crossing his arms before leaning towards his partner.

"Get the boss."

You shifted on your feet, suddenly nervous. You had no idea what your father had done to Kaz Brekker to make him hate him so much, but he was your best bet. You knew it was something bad, because you had seen him kill a child in front of their mother to punish her for betraying him and even worse stuff which you'd rather forget. You wanted him gone almost just as much as Kaz Brekker did, you couldn't let a monster like him to have control over the city.

You heard a cane thumping against the floorboard, nearing the door, and you straightened up quickly. The second doorman peeked through the door carefully before stepping to the side, and Kaz Brekker came to view, eyeing you up and down as he placed his cane in front of him, clutching it with both hands.

"What is your business here?" he asked, and you swallowed. Suddenly it was so much harder to speak to him, suddenly you were fearing that you wouldn't feel believable enough, you had never said it aloud that you wanted your father dead. But you had to say it, or they would turn you away.

"I want Pekka Rollins dead." you stated as loudly and clearly as you could, and Kaz cocked his eyebrow.

"And you assume I would just believe you when you say you want your father dead?"

You cast your eyes to the ground. "I can't do it alone. And you're the only one with skills and motivation to do it."

Brekker looked at you, probably seeking out for hints that you were lying. But apparently he didn’t find any, so he nodded at his doormen and turned around, silently signaling you to follow him.

The Club went deadly silent the moment you stepped inside. Everyone knew who you were, and you noticed some peering at the door. If your father would step inside with the Dime Lions, it could trigger a shooting scene. But it was just you, in your soaked clothes and wet hair, still shivering slightly. If you were anyone else, someone might offer you their jacket for warmth, but being a Rollins meant that people were afraid of you too. They were just assuming that you were just like your father, if not even crazier, incredibly ruthless and purely vile and evil, that you would have grown up to be his top torturer who keeps her victims alive for weeks before killing them. Referred to as “Blood Princess”. Their assumptions were that you would be like that, more or less, that Kaz Brekker would be a cute little puppy licking their face compared to you. Nobody ever knew that you were nothing like your father, not even anything like Brekker was, but that was understandable. You had never told those people you had rescued from Pekka who you were, just in case. You didn’t want a reputation as a savior, you much preferred to stay in the shadows.

Before long, your body started thanking you for getting inside, and now you were on your way to discuss about the fate of your father. Thoughts were circling in your head all the way to his office. Would Kaz Brekker believe you? What if he would try and use you as a bait, or if he thought it’s a trick and imprisoned you, or killed you? You had seen how he looked at your father before too, there was definitely something personal involved.

Soon you were in his office, and Brekker locked the door behind you, turning his back on your for just a moment, but you knew he was watching you with his senses, he would know if you tried to attack him from behind. You felt the tension in the air. He turned again, walking to his desk and sitting down, gesturing to the chair and glancing at you, before he browsed through some of his papers and pushing them aside. You sat down slowly, as if to fear that the chair would kill you when you sat down. The tension was so thick that you were sure that Brekker was considering to kill you right now.

And to be honest, Kaz kind of wanted to kill you. Seeing you, knowing you existed because of a man who killed Jordie and him… the thought alone made him want to throw you against the wall and bash your head in with his cane. But the only reason he had decided to take you in and talk with you, was because he saw sincerity in your eyes and heard a glint of despise in your voice when you told him that you wanted Pekka dead, the same kind of despise what he felt, even if it was much weaker. And with your help, he might finally have a way to strike the man from his nightmares down for good.

And you didn’t even look like your father, fortunately. You looked more like your mother. Kaz could look at you without seeing that man throwing him and Jordie out, getting flashbacks of Jordie getting sick, seeing his dead body, feeling water, feeling rotten flesh under his hands. He didn’t feel any of it, he felt like he was looking at any young woman sitting in front of him who wanted to strike a deal. A deal to take Pekka down. He just had to push the thought of you actually being Pekka’s daughter out of his mind.

You cleared your throat awkwardly and Kaz realized he had been staring. He fixed his composure on that instant, and narrowed his eyes at you before he spoke.

“You want me to help you to take Pekka Rollins down.” he repeated your request from earlier. You nodded. Kaz could see that you were strained, he could see you hadn’t ever even dipped your hands in blood like this. You were nervous, but not in a way that would have made Kaz think it’s a trap. You seemed to be afraid of saying it aloud, that you wanted someone dead. You were quite different from all those horror stories people had told about you, that you’d be a “Blood Princess” who Pekka uses with extreme cases of torture. But as you sat there, Kaz noticed that those stories were far from the truth.

It seemed like you wanted Pekka dead for the safety of other people, not because of your own anger and despise you held for him. Anywhere else, it would be a twisted way of kindness, but it felt like an act of a Saint here at the Barrel. You could be the Blood Princess everyone spoke about, you could as well stab Pekka on the throat while laughing like a maniac but instead, you had come to him to seek for help. You didn’t have guts to do it yourself, much less skills and stealth, but you were innocent, your hands hadn’t been stained by blood yet. You felt so many deaths pressing on you, but you had never purposefully helped Pekka to fool anyone. All your childhood, it had been a game. Just a fun game where you got to play a servant girl. And after realizing what had been happening, you had started to try and warn people of Pekka.

“Why should I trust you?” Kaz questioned and you took in a breath. You had practiced this conversation over and over on your way here, knowing that the question would come in some form. But now you felt like you had forgotten everything you had wanted to say.

“Pekka is a bad man. Even here at the Barrel. He’s… he has fooled money from the poor, even from the children.” you swallowed, a picture of those two brothers flew past your mind again. “I realized what was happening when I was almost ten years old. Pekka threw two children out after fooling their money from them. I remember them, two brothers, I had to pretend to be a servant girl, I played with the younger brother who was around my age and could have befriended him…” your voice caught in your throat, and Kaz frowned. “I saw them almost every day while at town, begging for food. Pekka never let me go to them and say hi. Then they just disappeared, and I heard later that they had died from The Queen’s Plague. I don’t even know what their names are, just nameless children dying and for what? It’s on my father, he killed those two boys. That’s what woke me up all those years ago.”

Kaz’s mind flashed with a picture of a servant girl playing puzzles with him. She didn’t talk much, but she seemed to enjoy his company. They haven’t even introduced themselves to each other, but they didn’t need names to come along. His frown deepened, but he chose not to say anything. It was better if you thought that he was dead. And he was dead in his own way.

Kaz wanted to believe you. And he did believe you. But he wasn’t sure if he would just be able to push the thought of you being Pekka’s daughter aside, he didn’t like to have a Rollins in his ranks. Even when he saw that you were being sincere and you really wanted your father dead. There had to be some heavy reasons for that to happen, more than just him and Jordie.

“I have to think about it.” Kaz finally decided and cast his eyes to his papers. You nodded, knowing to expect that he wouldn’t just take your help just like that. You kind of wanted to ask him why he hated Pekka so much, maybe you could even bond over his reasons, but you decided to keep your mouth shut. You couldn’t risk poking the beehive now when you had walked past it almost undisturbed. But you saw it in his eyes when you talked about Pekka, it was something painful for him. Something he had buried away and tried to prevent it from shining through, but you knew people well enough to see it clear as day. You stood up from the table, prepared to leave and wait to hear his decision.

“I’m staying at-”

“You’ll be staying at the Slat until I make my decision. Under our supervision.” Kaz interrupted you.

Ah. You sighed and nodded your head. “Of course. Will someone accompany me when I go and cancel my reservation? I’m- I was staying at Smoking Falcon.”

Kaz took in a deep breath and made his way to the door, and you followed him. He stopped by one of the Dregs. You felt a churn in your stomach, he was just a boy, and your father would have made a boy of that age kill someone already, but this boy didn’t have that tormented, dark look on their face. You could see that he hadn’t killed anyone, one reason more why Kaz was better than Pekka. Every moment you felt more and more like you made a right choice by taking the risk. Now you could just hope it would carry itself over and Kaz would agree to trust you even that little bit.

“Go to the Smoking Falcon and tell them that Y/N Rollins’s reservation is cancelled.” Kaz’s voice snapped you out from your thoughts, and the boy took the parchment Kaz handed to him and then he glanced at you with a swallow. You tried to reply with a kind smile which only seemed to terrify him. The boy ran off, and Kaz let out a huff.

“He thinks you’re the Blood Princess. Smiling makes them think that you’re ready to rip throats out, I wouldn’t bother.” he told you. You nodded and sat down on the barstool.

“I knew to expect that.” you answered and looked around the club. “I hope that with time, I’ll be able to prove to everyone that I’m not my father.”

There was a brief silence between you two, but you were glad to see that people at the club had stopped staring and had continued with their conversations and gambling tables.

“I hope you know I’m not a good man either.” Kaz suddenly said, and you turned to look at him.

“I know. There are no people who are entirely pure in the Barrel. You gotta do what you gotta do to survive.” you answered, and your gaze wandered around the club once more before you turned it to your lap.

“Boss-” you heard someone say and looked up again, seeing a Zemeni man stopping in his tracks to stare at you, lifting his arm up and causing a red-headed man collide with him.

“What?” Kaz asked, and the Zemeni blinked.

“...I just heard that Y/N Rollins is seen around here, but I see she’s with you.” he muttered and looked at you like you had just grown a tentacle on your forehead. Then he moved closer to his boss and muttered, “Kaz, what are you doing? She’s Pekka’s daughter.”

You kind of wanted to express how you can hear him, but you kept quiet.

“I’m not stupid. I’m fully aware of that.” Kaz told him back, not keeping his voice down and the guy looked at Kaz like he’s crazy. His gaze jumped between you and Kaz, before he backed down and left the scene with the other young man. Kaz rolled his eyes, and the errand boy came back, telling Kaz that your reservation had been cancelled.

“I’ll escort you to the Slat.” Kaz then told you and you silently followed him out from the Club.

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The room was small and it didn’t have windows and the oil lamp was broken, but you didn’t expect anything grand and cool. A place to sleep in was more than enough, and the bed was comfortable too, at least more comfortable than in Smoking Falcon. You were confident your back would never forgive you for these past months you had to sleep on that “bed”.

Kaz had told you that he expects you not leaving your room before morning, and that you had everything you needed to survive until the morning. And that was true, you had a small bathroom and tap water. You were slightly hungry, but that would have been too much to ask at least for now. You had quickly familiarized yourself of the layout of the room so you wouldn’t stumble in the middle of the night, and now you were comfortably under the covers, and let yourself to fall into dreamless sleep.

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The next morning, Kaz had informed you that he accepts your proposition and you started planning out how you would take Pekka down. It was a little bit awkward at first, you being his greatest enemy’s daughter. You sensed it from him, the despise, the hate. But as months went on, it faded. Sometimes you even joked during sitting together at his office. And as months went by, the “Blood Princess” faded away. People started to like you. Especially Jesper, Inej and Nina spent a lot of time with you. Jesper had protected his boyfriend Wylan from you a lot at first, apparently thinking you would hurt him, but soon he couldn’t help but befriend you too. Matthias was the toughest nut to crack, but Nina assured you that he’s just stubborn. You felt like you had a family there.

You were the only one who could talk back to Kaz if he said something hurtful. He listened to all his Crows’s opinions, but he listened to you differently. You didn’t notice it, but Nina started saying that Kaz likes you and implied that you’d like him too. You snorted the thought away. But all the other Crows seemed to agree and that made you think.

Were you really falling for Dirtyhands?

Another two months passed, and the Crow Club had gone silent earlier that day since Nina had announced that she’s holding a big waffle party, and that left just you and Kaz sitting by yourselves. You two were conveniently the only ones not invited, and judging by Nina’s smirk, she had done it by purpose. That sneaky little hopeless romantic.

So now you were at the bar with drinks in hand, just sitting in silence. And you didn’t know why you wanted to ask it, but you did. Your level of trust had reached a level that you dared to ask it.

“Kaz, I have wanted to ask this since the beginning. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.” you bit your lip, and Kaz turned his gaze to you, silently asking you to continue. “What is it between you and Pekka?”

Kaz stiffened up, and for a moment there you thought he doesn’t want to answer. You muttered a “I’m sorry” and a long silence ensued between you two.

“We have met before. You and I.” Kaz finally sighed, and your head snapped at him.

“What?”

“You mentioned that you remember two brothers who Pekka took as his victims. That they were your wakeup call.” Kaz began, and you nodded slowly. Kaz took a deep breath in. “I was the younger brother.”

Your eyes widened, and you were silent for a while. Then you uttered out, “But… I thought that you and your brother died.”

Kaz stared into the nothingness, not saying anything for a few seconds. “We did.” he then muttered.

You frowned. “I don’t understand.”

“I died and rose from the ashes. Jordie… was left for the sea.” Kaz sighed again. “And your father is responsible for his death. And one day I wish to have revenge on Pekka, for Jordie. But I’m not sure if anything will ever make it right. If anything is bad enough for what he did to me. I’m not sure if I can ever get away from my demons.”

Your heart raced. You had thought of those two boys for years, somehow they had just struck into your mind. Usually Pekka attacked the overly confident, grown men. Sometimes foolish couples in love who dreamed of moving away from Kerch and buying a nice mansion in Ravka. But along with Jordie and Kaz, not children. Not defenseless, naive children who barely had skills to survive in the world on their own. You had thought that even he wouldn’t have guts to do that, and yet he did and used you as his little helper. You had learned that if they had money, Pekka would attack anyone, even children.

You saw the pain in Kaz’s eyes even when he tried to hide it. You had seen it from the start, but now he had opened up and the pain was even more prominent. You wanted to hold his hand, to tell him that you’re proud of him and that Jordie would be happy that he survived, even if he didn’t think so. He saw himself as a monster now. Kaz Rietveld would have been terrified of him. But you saw he was still redeemable. You had to do bad things to survive in the Barrel, especially if you ran a crime organization, but he was capable of love. You wanted to hold his hand and tell him that, you wanted to make him feel how much he meant to you already.

“You’ll get to avenge Jordie. I promise.” you said, your voice breaking slightly. Kaz’s eyes softened at the crack of your voice just for a second. “And Kaz… we all have our own demons.” you told him, and he gazed deep into your eyes before nodding slightly and turned back to his drink.

And that’s when you knew it - you had fallen in love with him. You knew he probably wouldn’t feel the same way, at least not being ready for such feelings, but the other Crows saw it immediately. He was in love with you too, even if he hadn’t admitted it to himself yet.

And one day, you’d get back to Pekka. Together.

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voidranboo · 2 years

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Enough For You || Alex Summers

Welcome my loves to part 3 of my 11 part Alex Summer imagines series! If you haven't read parts 1 and 2 I will link them here but if for some reason the link isn't working they will be linked on my pinned post on my account!

I hope you enjoy xx

-VoidRanboo

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It had been a week since Alex and I had broken up and it went around the entire mansion and no one liked being in a room with Alex and I. I had stopped drinking after Charles talked to me about how bad I had gotten. I knew that it was getting bad, but without it I was a mess. I tried to look okay in front of everyone else, but even that was getting hard.

Today I knew that I had to help Alex teach a class since our powers worked well with each other. I had gotten out of bed and decided to actually look good for once. I put on my favorite pair of black skinny jeans and my favorite band shirt. I decided to not put on makeup though.

I wore make-up when we dated 'Cause I thought you'd like me more

I never really wore these kind of things when Alex and I dated, sure I knew he wouldn’t care, but I always tried to be someone I’m not and maybe that’s where everything went wrong. Before I knew it I had started crying and I just couldn’t stop.

Tried so hard to be everything that you like

After I had cried for a few more minutes I made my way to the bunker where we were teaching students with powers like Alex and I have. When I made it down there I saw that I had gotten there before Alex or the kids so I walked into the bunker and was just messing around with my powers until I heard a female laugh and she didn’t sound like a kid so I walked out of the bunker to see Alex and someone I had never met. I guess this is the new girl.

You found someone more exciting

“Oh hey Y/N.’’ Alex said, trying to give me a small smile.

“Hey.’’ I said, trying to smile as well.

“Hi, I’m Juliet.’’ She said, giving me a sickly sweet smile.

I knew that she knew who I was and I could play that game too. I would rather cry when people aren’t there.

“Hi.’’ I gave her a sarcastic smile back.

“Juliet has powers too that are a good mix of both of ours so I thought she could help us teach this class.” Alex explained.

“Well, if she has powers like mine why don’t I just leave you too it.’’ I somewhat snapped. I can’t believe he thought this was a good idea. I guess he really wanted to replace me in all ways.

And you left me there cryin', wonderin' what I did wrong

I made it out of the bunker and walked right to Charles' office where I got a shocked and surprised look.

“He thought it would best if his girlfriend helped us teach the class and I wasn’t going to stick around for that.’’ I said before he could say something.

“It’s okay Y/N, you have the day off.’’ He said, giving me a smile.

“Thank you.’’ I said before walking out of his office.

'Cause all I ever wanted was to be enough

I made it back to my room and grabbed my jacket and the keys to my car before I left the mansion. I didn’t exactly want to stay there right now and I thought it would be best to go on a drive and get all of the negative thoughts out of my mind.

But don't tell me you're sorry, boy feel sorry for yourself

After driving around for a few hours I realized that it’s not my fault that Alex couldn’t see how much I loved him. I wasn’t going to sabotage his relationship, but I wasn’t going to stick around to watch it. I pulled back into the mansion and walked right to my room and started packing my bags.

No, nothing's enough for you

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voidranboo · 2 years

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1 Step Forward and 3 Steps Back || Alex Summers

Hello my loves! As promised here is part 2 to the 11 part imagine series I am doing for Alex Summers. If you haven't read part 1 yet I will link it on this post so you can pop over and read it and without further-ado let's get into this

I hope you enjoy xx

-VoidRanboo

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The next morning wasn’t that much better, I woke up, walked to the kitchen to get another drink, and then walked back to my room. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone today. I need to wallow in this heartbreak right now. I didn’t hear someone knock on my door, I only felt the presence of someone else and that’s when I turned around to see Alex standing there. I could see the hurt in his eyes and I scoffed at that, but before I could tell him to leave the alcohol started speaking for me.

“Why did you hurt me like this?’’ I slurred out.

“Y/N….” Alex said slowly.

“No, I want to know.’’ I asked, looking him in the eyes for the first time since we had our breakup….just the thought of it left a sour taste in my mouth.

You got me fucked up in the head, boy

“I never wanted to hurt you like this, but I couldn’t keep doing this to myself either.’’ Alex said.

Never doubted myself so much

“You were going to hurt me no matter what and I just want the pain to stop.’’ I said as my eyes started watering.

I hate that I gave you power over that kind of stuff

“I can’t take the pain away...I still want to be your friend and be in your life though.’’ He said.

“It’s always going to be one step forward and three steps back with you though. You want that, but I don’t want that. It will destroy me to see you love someone who isn’t me.’’ I sobbed.

Do you love me, want me, hate me, boy? I don't understand

“I..I don’t know what you want me to say.’’ He said looking down.

“I don’t know what I want you to say either. I wanted you to be in my life. What happened to all the times you said you wanted to marry me. I Ignored everyone who said this wouldn’t work, but I guess I should’ve listened to them.’’ I replied.

“I don’t know what I can do to help you.’’ He said walking closer to me, but I held my hand up to stop him.

“I don’t want your help and I think it would be best if you would just leave.’’ I said turning away from him. I couldn’t look into his eyes any longer.

No, it's back and forth, did I say something wrong?

Once I heard the door closed I took the glass that was in my hand and threw it against the wall in sadness or anger, I wasn’t sure.

It's back and forth, going over everything I said

I kept on going over everything and wondering what I could’ve done to change what happened. Did I love him too much? Did I not love him enough? Was I clingy? Was I too distant? What did I do wrong?

It's one step forward and three steps back

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voidranboo · 2 years

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Brutal || Alex Summers

Hi before we start I wanted to let anyone who reads this know that this is going to be a 11 part imagine series. I took the songs off of Olivia Rodrigo's SOUR album, I put them in my own order and I wrote Alex Summers Imagines that all correlate with each other and each imagine is based off a song. The next one should be posted tomorrow xx

I hope you enjoy xx

-VoidRanboo

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“Hey Alex.’’ I said smiling while I walked into our shared room.

I had just gotten back from training with Charles. While I had a handle on my powers I tried to always make sure to train to strengthen them. I went to our closet and took a change of clothes since the ones I was wearing were covered in sweat.

“Y/N we need to talk.’’ Alex said sitting down on the bed

“About what?” I asked after I got changed, I sat down with him.

“Us.’’ He stated. I was starting to get nervous. Alex was never like this around me.

I want it to be like messy

“What about us?’’ I shakingly asked.

“I don’t feel that spark anymore….I think I am in love with someone else.’’ Alex said slowly.

I didn’t know what to say. My entire world has just fallen in front of my eyes. I tried my hardest to keep calm and to not cry but my emotions got the best of me.

“Are you fucking kidding me?’’ I choked out.

“I gave this relationship my everything Alex. We have been together for almost three years and you want to call it quits because you think you love someone else.’’ I exclaimed.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I really am, but-” Alex started but I cut him off.

“No, don’t say your sorry.’’ I snapped getting up and making my way to the door.

“Where are you going?’’ He asked.

“I don’t know and I don’t care. I just can’t be here right now.” I said without even turning around and before he could say anything else I walked out.

I had made it all the way outside and I didn’t know where my feet would take me, but I needed to clear my head. I gave Alex everything, I told him I loved when I didn’t even fully know what the word really meant, we moved into our own room because HE wanted to be closer to me. He said he loved me and that he wanted to marry me one day, but I guess that was all a lie. I know I was young and I was still getting the grasp of everything. I at least thought I had the grasp of love and what it meant, but if this is what love is supposed to feel like I don’t want to ever experience it ever again. I ignored the age gap, I ignored the people that said to be careful, I ignored everything because I believed myself to be that in love with Alex.

I’m so sick of 17, where’s my fucking teenage dream

I came upon an open field and I made my way to it and I sat down and just let out everything. I screamed until I couldn’t anymore, I cried until I couldn’t cry anymore, my powers were going haywire, but I didn’t care. My throat was raw and my face was red and puffy. I looked like a mess and anyone who was just looking at me would think that someone may have died, but it was just me going through my first heartbreak.

All I did was try my best. This the kinda thanks I get?

It was dark by the time I got back to the mansion and as soon as I walked through the door I was pulled into a hug by Raven. I didn’t have any reaction. I felt numb.

“Y/N, where have you been?’’ She rushed out.

“I had to clear my head.’’ I replied.

“What happened?’’ She asked as we were walking our way to Charles' office.

“I don’t even know.’’ I gloomily replied.

Once we made it to Charles office and walked in I saw Alex, Hank, Charles, and Erik.

‘’Y/N, are you okay? You just left without saying anything.’’ Hank asked.

“Yeah, like I told Raven, I had to clear my head.” I replied.

“Is everything okay?’’ Charles asked.

“I don’t know.’’ I snapped.

“You need to talk to us.’’ Erik said.

“I don’t feel like talking and I won’t tell you what’s going on because what’s going on with Alex, and it is our business even if I wish I was dreaming. Just leave me alone.” I exclaimed before walking out. I caught the way they all turned to Alex for an explanation, but I didn’t stay long enough to hear what he would say.

I wish I could disappear

I just needed to be numb. I made it to Alex and I’s room and I quickly gathered the things I would need and proceeded to go to my old room that thankfully hadn’t been taken by anyone. I closed and locked the door and fell onto my bed.

I waited until everyone went to bed and then I walked to the kitchen to get a drink. I didn’t want to feel anything and I knew that drinking could help me with that. I don’t remember how many drinks I had in me, but I couldn’t see straight anymore and I clumsily made my way back to my old room.

I quickly fell asleep thanks to the alcohol taking effect. I didn’t sleep well that night even with the drinks in my system. I just wish I could wake up from this nightmare.

God, it's brutal out here

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