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The Power of Love and Therapy vs The Abusive Stalker

Content warnings: Stalking, sexual harassment from aforementioned stalker, language, implied smut, descriptions of past abuse and effects of trauma, gaslighting, confrontation with abuser (none of this is in regards to Hawks, by the way).

"Hey, this is Y/N L/N. It appears I was not able to answer the phone in time. Please leave your name, number, and a brief message, and I'll call you back as soon as I can. Thanks!" Beep.

"Hey, Y/N, is ShadowsFire. Did you receive any of my letters? I meant what I told you  in those letters. Being together would be as natural as breathing. You have my number, so I can’t wait to hear back from you, gorgeous." beep.

Consequently, my hand was shaking as i reached for my phone to send a quick text to my friend, Toshinari Yagi, also known as All Might: 911. Come ASAP!

Consequently, Toshinari showed up, sweating, two minutes later.

“I have never been so glad to be with you in my life,” I cheered as I buried myself in his hug.

“Y/N, it’s alright now, I have arrived! Will you tell me what is happening?”

“Toshi, one of the people who regularly watches my content on YouTube has become a stalker and it’s creeping me out and scaring me! He somehow figured out my phone number, listen!” I played the voice message for him. He kept his usual wide smile on the entire time, but I was familiar with his face enough to notice that there was definitely a glint of anger in his eyes.

“How long has this been occurring, Y/N? What have you learned about this person?”

“This has been happening since shortly after Keigo left for his mission a month and a half ago. This person has a fire quirk, and also pays attention to my videos enough to give feedback both in the form of praise and criticism. Additionally, I know he has a knack for motivating people, since I have noticed the vast majority of the new subscribers I have gotten recently were directed to my videos from posts he made on his Facebook fan page. He’s extraordinarily charismatic when he desires to be, and articulate. He creeps me out! I can’t tell him that I’m dating Hawks since we’ve decided not to tell the public about us, or to back off since he’ll retaliate by turning my fan base against me!”

Subsequently, Toshinari gently squeezed my shoulders. “Everything will be all right, Y/N, now that I have arrived! What do you want me to do?”

At that moment, the doorbell rang, so I opened it.

“Delivery for Ms. L/N!” a mailman announced cheerfully.

“Thank you!”

It was a letter that had my name and address stamped onto it, but the envelope had no sender listed. If I could do it again, I would have asked Toshi to read it for me first. But I did not, so I opened the letter, and as soon as I noticed the name DarkShadow written in that familiar handwriting, everything went black.

A few hours later, I regained consciousness to the sound of someone whistling softly, and subesequently signing in relief.

“Y/N! You’re awake!” He sighed in relief, as he held his wings and arms wide open.

I blinked in confusion.

“Yeah, it’s me, baby bird. All Might called me after you fainted, and we decided to switch places. Now, come here for a bunch of free cuddles.”

I launched myself into his waiting arms and buried my face in his shoulder. “You came!”

“Of course. Love, I will always have your back. Now, will you tell me what is happening?” He asked as he rubbed my back soothingly.

Therefore, I took a deep breath to steady myself as I leaned back to talk to him face-to-face. “In order to answer that, I need to tell you the story of the relationship I had before I met you. You will not be pleased to hear about this, but I swear I’m telling the truth, so please hear me out!”

As I expected, he nodded. “Of course.”

“A few years before you and I met, I became gardener for Endeavor’s family. That’s how I met him. At first, everything was fantastic between us. In fact, Endeavors son, Shoto, would occasionally even help me fill my gardening hose with his quirk. But one day, Endeavor noticed me manipulating the watering can with my psychic quirk. That’s when he asked me to retire as gardener and become his girlfriend instead. I accepted, since similar to you, I had admiration for him. In fact, I still admire his hero work.” I took another deep breath to steady myself. “But reality came to smack me in the face when I walked into the house to find Shōto and Endeavor loudly arguing. Basically, Endeavor was planning to operate me as his own personal incubator to breed the perfect child to raise and subsequently exploit as his pawn to defeat All Might.” I clenched my fists. “That is also when I learned that Shoto was previously supposed to be that child, but he refused, and Endeavor gave up once he realized how strong I was. At that point, Shoto was-and still is-son figure to me, and all of Endeavors other children had moved out or died. So, I packed bags for both me and Shoto, dumped him, and left. Later, I moved to a different city and selected a new phone number but decided against telling the police since I lacked proof that couldn’t be easily explained away by Endeavor. The problem is, I’ve been stalked by a person for months now, and I know now it’s Endeavor. I’m sure of it. Listen, Keigo, I need you to understand that no matter how exceptional he is at being a hero when he chooses to be, his quest to be the best by having my best friend murdered needs to be stopped. Even if it means he needs to be thrown in jail. Nevertheless, I understand that would prevent him from helping you and the other heroes keep crime under control, but if I choose not to give in soon or report him, I’m terrified he’ll resort to trying to groom Shōto into his own pawn again. But I’ll never trust him again-he made me believe he was my dream come true, but in reality, he was my own worst nightmare disguised as a volatile shooting star. But Endeavor is already responsible for the burn scar on Shōto’s eye as in addition to all of the trauma he has, and Sho is still so young and inexperienced! Even if All Might were a villain, he’s not ready to handle such a hefty burden! It’s not right!” I had worked myself up to be on the verge of tears, so Hawks quickly kissed my forehead.

“First of all, Y/P/N, I have no limits when it comes to protecting you, whether it be staying by your side or punching anyone who persistently and purposely violates your boundaries in the face. Of course, I believe you-baby, you are everything to me. So I wish you had called to let me know what was happening. This explains so much about the tension in your body. Would a shoulder massage help?"

“Yes, thanks for asking," I answered as I turned around in his lap to give him access to my shoulders. "I feel less on edge now that you are here, and your massages and bird hugs encourage everything awful to suck less. The reason I chose not to call was to avoid disturbing you while you were working.”

“Y/N, I will always be a phone call away when I'm not sleeping, even if you lack a specific reason to call me. But especially if you do, since you are my priority and I love listening to the voice messages you leave on my phone. If I happen to be sleeping and there's an emergency, feel free to call, though. Call 911 first if you can, though. But that's not everything that is bothering me, love," he murmured gently. "I'm having trouble finding the words, though. I’ll explain in a minute, love.”

"Sure. I am not in a rush." I took that opportunity to relax completely into Keigo's arms. He kept rubbing my shoulders, but unfortunately, my relaxation was interrupted by a rude awakening: Endavor must've called without us noticing, and one of us must've pressed the accept call button by accident.

"While Bird Brain is thinking, would you mind explaining where the fuck you obtain the audacity to do this?!"

Keigo's hands suddenly stiffened, and I felt him tense against me. Even with my back to him, I could feel the possessive anger radiating from him, so I quickly picked up my phone.

"Listen, E-endeavor, what I fail to undersetand here is which part of 'leave me alone' translated to 'terrorize and stalk me for months until you accomplish your goal’ in your mind?! I hate it when you behave as though you own me!"

"In any case, I hate pretending that we're not together MORE!"

"This is not a game of pretend, it is a reality that we are not together anymore. The Y/N you knew all those years ago has evolved into the Y/N of today, a much healthier person that is all done being your doormat. Basically, I believe that the smartest course of action for you right now would be to abandon your quest to overcome All Might. That means cutting off contact with me entirely, and not tormenting Shoto with your petty desire to be the best. There's a difference between guiding your son away from danger and grooming him into your own pawn. It is important that you understand and respect his right to be his own person, now and always. Goodbye, Endeavor." I pressed the end call button and turned my phone all the way off. I faced Keigo, and pressed my hands against his reddened face.

"Are you alright, honey? You are shaking and your face is red."

Keigo pulled me into his arms-not strong enough to prevent me from pulling away if I needed to, though.

"It is infuriating to hear that there are people in general, much less HEROES, out there who talk to people like that-talk to you in that way! Sky above, I despise that man, and I have no idea where he gets the audacity to call himself a hero, knowing he has no remorse for terrorizing you this way!"

We sat there for a few minutes, until I heard Keigo's breathing slow and felt his body relax. "Can we continue the conversation we were having before Endeavor interrupted?"

I leaned back a little read the expression on his face. "Sure, babe. What's on your mind?"

He took a deep breath and leaned his forehead against mine. "Baby bird, I do believe that you have the right to share your trauma with whoever, or no one. In fact, I’m not mad at you for not talking about this when we have been together. But it bothers I don’t like considering the possibility that I ever gave you any reason to believe I would not side with you in this matter, no matter what has happened between Endeavor and I in the past. It is important that you that you trust me implicitly, with both the pleasant and the terrible, even if you choose not to use that trust."

"Honey, I do trust you," I insisted. "On the contrary, I trust you with my life. It is extremely difficult for me to explain why I never told you, even after all the therapy I went through to heal from it. Give me a moment." I closed my eyes and thought back on everything I had been through the previous eight years- the blessings in addition to the awful, the abusive, and the stressful experiences. "You remember when I said that I was tricked into believing that he was a dream come true?"

"Yeah. What about it?" "The Y/N that was in a relationship with him genuinely thought that he was my dream come true. I know it sounds dramatic and corny, especially considering we were only together for around seven or eight months. But on the one hand he would love bomb me so intensely that when he would say horrible words to me, it was almost as though I was having a nightmare. I've since learned that that was one of the gaslighting techniques he used. But even after all we have been through, and all he has done, I still have a tiny measure of loyalty for him -no, I don’t mean what you think, Keigo," I declared hastily as I met his gaze with mine. I pressed my hand into his cheek. "The odds of what you are thinking is nonexistent. You have taught me what how it feels to be genuinely loved by a person with whom you share mutual trust and respect. That is one reason why I love you and our relationship so much more than I ever imagined I could. Perhaps a more accurate way to articulate the point is that I believe there's always been genuinely terrified of the consequences for us all if I were to share my story with authorities or anyone who would tell them. The only exception was my therapist, for the reason that she was obligated by law to keep her mouth shut until she was given reason to believe I was in danger, a danger to others, or I gave her permission to do otherwise in writing! But right or wrong, that's how I felt."

"Aww, I'm flattered, Y/N. Personally, I’m convinced that you have not tattled about this is due to the fact I'm so handsome and you're too much of a prude to be able to have sex in jail with others watching without dying of embarrassment-"

And in that moment, the entire atmosphere of the room changed, the tension in the air so nthick I needed to concentrate even harder than normal to create a vacuum around him to prevent his quirk from burning us all alive-and no, I did not suffocate him, nor was I trying to kill him-in fact, I left a few feet of air all around him to let him keep breathing.

Almost at once, Keigo noticed the expression of concentration on my face and the change in my posture, and I could tell he knew what it meant.

"May I?" he mouthed. It was clear that he was asking for permission to fight Endeavor in my stead, so I nodded.

Immediately, he pinned Endeavor against the wall with a bunch of his feathers. He tried to retaliate, but the flames dissipated once it reached the vacuum I created around him. That only made him angrier.

"Bitch, so you're taking HIS side?? After all I have done for you, you ungrateful-" I failed to hear what he said next, due to the fact that his words unceremoniously launched my mind into a flashback. In my mind’s eye, I began to watch all the horrific treatment he's ever given, one after another, until I managed to engage my coping techniques enough to hear him say one more sentence: "How the fuck do you suppose that affects me-?""

That did it. In that moment, I was convinced I had lost my mind. And maybe I did, but the exciting news is, I grew strong enough to maintain my quirk barrier while railing at him. "How you feel? How you feel?! I have felt for years that all you ever cared about when it came to our relationship was you-I don’t want to hear any arguments about that,since we both know I have plenty of reasons to be convinced that the only times you ever bothered to listen to what I would say was when you thought you could gain something from it or when you felt the need to exploit my words as ammunition to further gaslight me! I COULD ASK YOU THAT ALSO, YOU CREEPY, PIGHEADED BALL OF FIRE! What about the nightmares, the mutilated self-worth that took years to rebuild, the shame, the guilt, the heartbreak I’ve experienced as a consequence to the way you treated me? What about the flashbacks, the unwanted thoughts, the struggle to feel positive emotions even when I normally would??? What about the years I spent re-teaching myself during therapy that I have always and will always be a human being that is worthy of boundaries and of having her own destiny? What about the fact that you are the reason why I believe I understand why Stain thinks some heroes are phonies? What about all the work I'm still having to put in myself to learn to trust people outside of my innermost circle? What about the hours you spent throwing put down after put down mixed with empty praise in my face, such as the slut shaming? What about the rest of the gaslighting?" By that point, I was sobbing out of years of pent up anger, humiliation, shame, and frustration that I hadn't gotten to work through in therapy yet. "What about the terror you caused by stalking me all these months? How do you imagine I feel, knowing that you are here in my fiancé’s and my house in order to force me to give birth to your child so you can kill groom them into killing All Might-?!"

"I heard that! I wasn't lying when I declared that I loved you, Y/N-the audacity-after all I've done-"

"You were meant to! What do I need to do to force you to understand that I desire absolutely nothing from you-not your awful excuses, your alleged 'love', the gaslighting, the presents, your company, the feedback on my videos, nothing! I HATE YOU, YOU ENORMOUSLY STUBBORN PAIN IN THE ASS! I hate you due to the fact that you tricked me into believing that being by your side and listening to you was my only chance for a fairytale ending, when in reality, you were my own personal nightmare disguised as a volatile and self-serving shooting star. Now LEAVE, AND DON'T FUCKING COME BACK!" After that rant, I used my quirk to pick him up and throw him out my front door.

There was dead silence. It was silent on the outside too, so I suppose I might've stunned Endeavor temporarily into silence. But the silence was broken after a minute when the police had shown up to arrest Endeavor. Hawks had utilized his phone and his quirk to send the police a video of Endeavor breaking and entering into our home. As it turns out, I did not even need to show the police the letters he sent or the voicemail-I was granted a restraining order against him, and he was put in jail.

After the police left, I tentatively turned to face my open-mouthed fiancé.

"Do you hate me now?" I asked quietly. "Was I too harsh-" He abruptly pulled me into his arms-again, purposely not holding me strong enough to prevent me from pull away from him.

"Of course not, love. You stunned me into silence. I’m so proud of you, Y/N-not only did you just set a boundary with your abuser without even apologizing, but you stood up for us, all the while improving your control of your quirk. I love you so much, Y/P/N, I could never hate you. Hell, I still don’t know what I did to deserve a first date with you, let alone three years of memories," he murmured as he swept me off my feet, then leaned in to whisper in my ear. "Give me your color, Y/P/N. After all, I would love to bring you into our bedroom to fuck you so intensely you forget that asshole even exists."

"Green, babe. Green," I murmured as I leaned in to kiss him. As the two of us made out and our tongues danced together, he carried me into the bedroom. As to what happened between us for the rest of that night. Well, I am tired of doing all the talking, so use your imagination. ;) Alternatively, you could get theories from anyone who might've heard us that night.

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Into the Horizon, Chapter 4 *Rin’s POV**

                As I followed Ricky out of the jail, I slowly began to slowly fall into my first anxiety attack in years. I fought to breathe, but it felt like I was standing in the middle of outer space; I started shaking like a leaf and my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to break through my ribcage. It hurt so much…. It looked like the others were saying something but I couldn’t hear anything, like I was on the outside of a building looking in on them from a window. I fainted, but an instant before I lost consciousness I could feel a pair of strong arms holding me up.

                Next thing I knew I heard the soothing sound of Savior playing next to me and a bunch of voices whispering anxiously amongst each other. I was quickly gaining control of my breathing, so I used a small part of my attention span to listen to the voices around me.

                “Shawnee are you sure she usually takes this long to wake up? It’s already been ten minutes!” Ricky said anxiously.

                “Yeah, look, can you feel that?” I felt a light pressure at my wrist. “Her heartbeat has slowed down significantly. She’ll be fine in a few minutes. She can probably hear us now.”

                “Rin, can you hear me?”

                “Mmm,” I groaned, sitting up and rubbing my eyes groggily. “What happened?”

                “Sissy, it seems you had antoher anxiety attack.”

                 “Really? That’s weird, I haven’t had one of those in years…” I tried to think back. “I wonder what caused it.”

                “It might’ve been your encounter with Damien; I don’t know. The important thing is that you’re safe,” Carolyn said cheerfully. “Anyways, we were just talking about what we should do next.”

                “Well, I don’t know about you guys but I’m pretty tired…Why don’t we just crash for a couple of hours? We’ve been up all night.”

                “Sounds like a plan.” Carolyn and Shawnee collapsed onto my bed next to me, and the boys went out to the tour bus.

                After I was sure Shawnee was completely unconscious I quickly wrote a note to let Shawnee know I would be back soon and then tip-toed out of my bedroom, closing the door behind me.

                I found Ricky, Devin and Chris already thee in the hallway outside my room.

                “What’s up, Rin?” Ricky said curiously.                  “I don’t know if you guys know this, but tomorrow is my sister’s birthday. I was thinking we could set up a surprise birthday party for her today on the tour bus.”

                “That sounds like a great idea. We could decorate the tour bus and everything,” Ricky said excitedly but quietly.

                “And I was thinking of adopting a kitten to give to Shawnee too. Why don’t you guys go get started on gathering decorations and setting up, and I’ll head on over to Pet smart to pick out a kitten?”

                “Actually, Rin, do you mind if I go with you? After everything that’s happened lately, I feel nervous letting you go anywhere alone.

                “Sure, I don’t mind. Let’s go!” I said cheerfully.

                We had a plan.

                *Shawnee’s POV**

                Later that afternoon I woke up to find that RIn wasn’t lying next to me anymore. Fortunately she left a note:

                Hey sis, I’m hoping that you won’t wake up and read this before I come back, but in the event that you do , just go back to sleep and I’ll be back before you know it. I love you. –Rin

                Huh, I wonder where she went. With that thought, I just rolled over and went back to sleep.

                A few minutes later, I woke up to my phone belting out “New Religion.”  I smiled and pressed the accept button; I dind’t need to look at the caller ID to know it was RIn.

                “Hey sis, where did you go?”

                “I’ll tell you later. First, I need you to come onto the tour bus.”

                “Um, okay? Why?”

                “Sis, have I ever steered you wrong? Tourbus. Now.”

                “Okay, okay.” I rolled out of bed, noticing that Carolyn had woken up before me.

                I quickly slipped on a pair of converse, then made my way outside to the driveway, but as soon as I was outside I noticed something strange: The tourbus lights were all off. Nevertheless I climbed up the stairs and opened the door, and as soon as I did the lights came on and everyone jumped out and started yelling. I must’ve jumped about three feet into the air!

                Rin was the first to run up and wish me a happy birthday. “Happy birthday sissy,” She enthused.

                “So this is what you’ve been doing for the past couple of hours! Rin, you are seriously the coolest sister ever!” I hugged her back tightly.

                “Devin, and the boys all helped too. Ricky and I made you a birthday cake and everything, but before we chow down on the delicious cake we made you, it’s time to open presents.”

                “Okay!” Rin escorted me quickly over to the booths in the kitchen, where there were a couple of different presents waiting on the table.

                I picked the largest one first. It was from Ricky and Rin. “‘Happy birthday to the coolest rock star/sister we know,’ ” They wrote. “Hope you like the present we got you.” But their present turned out to be the last thing I expected…

                A litter box. And a box of cat treats.

                I remember looking mystified at my sister, who just smiled.

                “Open the next one,” She encouraged.

                “Okay.” I pulled tissue out of a bright pink and black bag to find a small stuffed kitten. “Aww, it’s adorable!” It squeaked when I hugged it. The next present was a small portable cat cage.

                “Thanks for the presents, you guys,” Shawnee said.

                “Shawnee, wait, there’s one more present waiting for you in the closet next to our bunk,” Ricky said, gesturing to me that I should lead the way. “It’s from all of us.”

                “Okay.” I opened the closet to find Ghost smiling back brilliantly.

                At first I didn’t get it. “Umm, you are giving me Ghost for my birthday?”

                They all burst out laughing.

                “What’s so-AWW? KITTTY!” I ran to Ghost and cuddled the small kitten to my chest. “It’s adorable. Your name shall be Fuzzy-Bear!”

                To be continued…

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Into the Horizon, Chapter 3

Into the Horizon, Chapter 3 *Shawnee’s  POV*

“You’re right Shawnee, I probably won’t. Do you know why? It’s because I have your fricken phone in my hand!” She sounded furious. “You, missy, are grounded. No I-Pod for a week.”

I groaned internally. “Rin, I’m sorry I forgot my phone okay? We just went to the store to buy some milk, but when were there we ran into Damien  who was hurting a fan of ours. Her name is Carolyn. Long story, short, all of us ended up in jail because Damien chose to chase us all around the store. Could you please just bring Ricky to bail us out?”

“Are you and Carolyn okay?!” She sounded scared.

“Yeah, we’re fine. The boys are okay too.”

“Okay, we’ll be there in fifteen minutes,” she said.  

I hung up and hurried back to my and Carolyn’s cell. The cell was dimly lit, with a toilet in one corner and a couple of uncomfortable looking bunk-beds.

“Shawnee, is that you?” Carolyn asked.

“Yeah. Are you already done with your call?”

“Nah, I don’t have anyone to call. My mom is dead and my dad left shortly after I was born. So it might actually be better if I stay here.”

“Why’s that?”

                “Because I live in Tuscany Forest.”

                My eyes widened. Tuscany Forest was an decrepit old apartment complex in the most dangerous part of the city…Suddenly it made a lot more sense that Carolyn looked so at home in this dirty old cell. Tuscany Forest wasn’t exactly a luxury apartment building.

                “Hun, I still don’t feel comfortable leaving you here…Its my fault you got thrown in jail in the first place.” I bit my lip, deep in thought, then brightened. “Hey, you can look after our apartment while we go on tour with MIW.”

                “Really? You don’t mind?”

                “No. Rin and I need to grab more clothes from there soon anyway.”

                “Okay, awesome. Where do you guys live?”

                “We live in one of the apartments over at Aladamia Complex.”

                “Nice.”

                Ricky and Rin hurried into our cell then.

                After quickly hugging me, she smiled warmly over at Carolyn and held out her hand. “You must be Carolyn.

                She looked really excited. “Yes. Its fantastic to finally meet you,” She said excitedly. “Can I have a hug?”

                “Of course.”

                While we waited for the security guard to go get the boys, I briefly explained what happened to Rin and Ricky, who were nearly dying of laughter.

                But then I heard Damien shouting something from a nearby cell, and two seconds later the laughter completely died off and Rin was already infront of Damien’s cell.

                “Excuse you, what did you just say?!” She hissed, giving him her best death glare with her hands on her hips. I was so proud of her.

                He glared right back, but Rin didn’t even flinch. “Get out of my face , I wasn’t talking to you-“

                “I don’t care. Listen here Damien, and you listen well: I will not tolerate you talking to Carolyn like that. Either leave her the fuck alone or talk to her respectfully, like she’s a human being.”

                “Why should I? She’s my girlfriend, so it’s none of your damn business-

                “It doesn’t matter to me what relationship you have with her, she’s my fan and it’s still not okay for you to talk to her like that.”

                It looked like he was about to slap her, but fortunately for him Ricky caught his hand when it was an inch from her face. The look on Damiens face when Ricky glared at him was priceless; I think he actually peed himself a little, but  it was too dark to be able to tell.

                Ricky twisted his arm a little, but not enough to break it. “Don’t ever touch Rin again, ” he adved.

                “Y-yes.”

                With that, he turned on his heels and lead us all out of the jail.

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The Battle Between Apples

A/N; Okay, so this isn't so much a fluffy imagine so much as a best friend imagine, but enjoy anyways

        One yucky rainy day, you were lying in bed and taking advantage of the peaceful atmosphere created by the rain to sleep in late. Unfortunately, your best friend Andy had no intention of letting the atmosphere in your house stay peaceful. Around 11:00 he walked right in through the door and started singing as loudly as he could as he walked into your bedroom and started jumping up and down on your bed.

        “You show us everything you've got/You keep on dancin' and the room gets hot You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy-“

        “ANDREW DENNIS BIERSACK, IF YOU SING ONE MORE SYLLABLE OF THAT SONG BEFORE NOON I WILL MURDER YOU,” You screamed while throwing one of your pillows at his face and covering your face with the other.

        “Awww, but Y/N you told me that I could come over after 11 on the weekends, and it is-“

        “11:01.” You groaned. “Okay, fine. But you still owe me an apology for nearly giving me fricken heart attack.”

        He grinned. “Fine. I’m sorry.” He suddenly smiled mischievously in a way that could only mean trouble.

        “What?”

        “Want a chance to get even with me?”

        “Your on! How?”

        “An apples to apples competition.”

        “Okay. If I win, you have to buy me ice cream and tell me who your crush is.”

        “And if I win, then the ice cream is on you, and you have to tell me your most embarrassing memory.”

        “….Fine. But Apples to Apples is supposed to be at least a four-player game-how are we going to do it?”

        “We’ll have my mom be the judge.”

        Fifteen minutes later, we were sitting in Andy’s living room with his mom, and we had apples to apples open in front of us.

        “Okay, so I will be the judge. After you guys choose your card, you will place it in the box and then I’ll shake it up and read them aloud. Whoever wins two green cards first will win the bet. Ready?” She drew a card. “Your first adjective is demanding and the synonyms are exacting, bothersome, and difficult.”

        You snickered loudly as you threw your card into the pile. “You gotta read the description to fully appreciate my card.”

        Andy also threw a card into the box, and so Mrs. Biersack shook it around and then drew one of them and read aloud while laughing: “Road Kill-Mmmmmm, thems good eatin. Morticians: Why do you hang around THOSE stiffs?” We all almost died laughing. “Okay, who chose Morticians?”

        “YES, I AM VICTORIOUS!”

        “Aww, man!”

        “Okay, next card: Saintly. Your synonyms are virtuous, angelic and divine.”

        I burst out laughing so hard I thought I would crack a rib. I had the perfect card! But unfortunately so did Andy, so we both crossed our fingers behind our backs. In the end, Andy won this round with a card that read “Adolf Hitler”. Enough said. But I actually won the game, because the next card was Frightening and I chose a free card and changed it to Andy’s Bathroom.  

        “Okay, Biersack, spit it out. Who do you have a crush on?”

        “Thanks a lot mom,” Andy muttered. He looked uncharacteristically nervous. “I’ll tell you later, okay Y/N? I actually have some homework to do.”

        You raised your eyebrow. “Since when do you do homework? I thought the school you go to assigns really stupid assignments.”

        “Since now, okay?” He walked over to the front door and opened it. “I’ll see you later, okay? I’ll text you when I get done.”

        You walked back to your house, which was right next door, and plunked down onto the couch.

        About an hour later, I received a text message from andy telling me to ccome over, so I did, and what I saw was a huge surprise.

        Andy didn’t work on his homework. He spent the past hour setting up a pillow fort for you two along with ice cream and snacks so you guys could have a sleepover and watch your favorite movie The Avengers. You love your best friend. J -The end

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A/n:Warning: there are swear words in this imagine.

Into the Horizon, Chapter Two:

After the concert, we all went to the signing that was scheduled after the concert; Ricky was nice enough to carry me to the table.

“Thanks Ricky.”

“No problem, Rin.”

The signing went by pretty uneventfully; most of the fans were there for MIW, so I spent the time reminiscing about the past week or so. By the time the signing was over, I had fallen asleep at the table.

The next time I woke up, it was the middle of the night, but I immediately noticed something was wrong.

Shawnee wasn’t lying beside me.

“Shawnee,” I whispered. After looking throughout the bus, I was in a panic so I yelled for the boys to wake up while I shook Ricky awake.

“YOOU GUYS WAKE UP, SHAWNEE AND GHOST ARE MISSING-“

Chris actually fell out of his bunk, but fifteen minutes and a rather loud argument later, everybody but Josh and I were out in the city searching for Shawnee. Josh stayed behind to try to calm me down (I would’ve gone with them, but they insisted I stay because I still couldn’t walk properly on my own).

Meanwhile, in a closeby Wallmart…

*Shawnee’s POV**

Earlier that evening, I couldn’t sleep so Ghost and I had decided to go to a local wallmart to get a carton of milk when we heard a faint scream coming from the car tires section. Upon investigation we saw none other than a very drunk Damien attacking a girl half her size, and not just any girl but one of my fans. Now, I don’t know if you already know this or not reader, but our fans mean the world to Rin and I. They are literally like family to us, so even Ghost didn’t dare argue when I told him to run someplace out of earshot to call the police.

                After Ghost was gone, I picked up a metal baseball bat and started attacking Damien, while calling him every bad name in every language I knew. Unfortunately, that’s when Damien’s gang showed up; they managed to subdue me and had us surrounded.

                Thats when something happened that I thought would never happen ever.

                Chris and the other boys came driving towards us in a couple of kid-sized pink battery-operated cars. They looked completely ridiculous, but I was too glad to see them to start laughing.

                “OUT OF THE WAY MOTHERFUCKERS, MOVE IT OR LOSE IT!” Ghost shouted right before he grabbed me and pulled me into his lap. Chris managed to run over Damiens foot, but the absolute best part was seeing his face when he realized he was about to be run over by a bunch of scary looking men in  a pink kid sized  car. It was absolutely priceless, I’m pretty sure he actually wet himself.

Naturally, the gang decided it was a good idea to chase us throughout the store after that, but we managed to lose them after I may or may not have buried them in a mountain of canned soup after I knocked them over using a container of toilet paper.  

After that, Damien and the rest of his gang were arrested, but unfortunately so were we. Apparently, knocking down a couple piles of canned soup in an attempt to defend yourself from a bunch of misogynistic assholes is considered vandalism nowadays. On the brighter side, I became best friends with the girl I had rescued. Her name was Carolyn.

A little while later, I was given my one phone call. I remember thinking, Well, this should be interesting.

“Hello Rin…? You’ll never guess where the boys and I are at right now…”

To be continued…

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The Year my Fiance was Turned into a Cat on Halloween

          *Y/N POV**

          You know how most normal couples go out to Halloween parties or stay in to watch scary movies on Halloween? Well, this Halloween my fiancé Max and I stayed in all right…..Because he was TURNED INTO A FRICKEN CAT! I know, you must think I’m crazy, but it’s true. It all started when I was driving home from a business trip to Dallas…

          *Ring Ring**

          “Hey babe, what’s up?” I said cheerfully, setting the phone to speaker so I could drive with two hands.

          “Ronnie and the boys are already upstairs cleaning out the guest bedroom. When are you gonna get home?

          “Oh, I’ll be back at my apartment in about forty-five minutes…And I imagine it’ll take me at least an hour to pack all my crap and get over to your place.”  I paused. “I feel like pizza, so I’ll probably get some on the way to your place, so don’t eat lunch ok?”

          “Okay, babe. I’ll talk to you later-it sounds like the boys have found something they need to show me.”

          “Okay, have fun. Love you.”

          “Love you too.”

          Max hung up, and then I turned my music back up.

          An hour and ten minutes later I was packing my stuff into boxes when Jacky called me.

          “Hello?”

          “Um. Y/N? We have a bit of a situation on our hands….”

          “What is it?”

          “Max has been turned into a cat,” he muttered.

          “Um. Pardon me?”

          “Look, I can show you better than I can tell you,” he said louder. “Could you just skip packing all your stuff and make do with bringing just the pizza, a hairbrush and a toothbrush? I’m sure Max won’t mind you borrowing some of his stuff for the next couple days.”

“Um…..Okay? I’ll be there in ten.” Ten minutes later, Jacky met me outside on the porch to Max’s and my house.

          “This is going to be a bit of a shock…But before you get mad, let me explain okay?”

          “Okay, now you’re scaring me. What the hell did you guys do, steal my underwear and bras to hang them up on the electrical lines?”

          I expected him to chuckle, but he just gave a slight smile. “No.” He opened the door with a flourish, and out came a small cat that had exactly the same hair and eye color as Max. ”We turned Max into a cat.”

          “You what?!”

          Max rubbed up against my leg. “We turned your fiancé into a cat.”

          I kneeled down in front of the brown cat in front of me, and the cat leaped into my lap to lick me on the cheek. “Meow!”

          “Well, actually Derek turned Max into a cat.”

          I think that was the point when I fainted. Fortunately, Jacky was quick enough to catch me before I hit my head on the brick stairs of the porch.

          Sometime later I heard Max anxiously meowing and felt him licking my cheek.

          “Mmmm….Maxx..stop that tickles!”

          “Mew!”

          Timidly, I sat up on the couch and Max curled up into a ball on my lap purring while I petted him.

          Jacky and the others came in then. “What happened?”

          “Well, we were all finishing up the guest bedroom when Jacky found an old leather-bound book on the top shelf of the closet….He read a paragraph from the book out loud, and then poof, Max was a cat.”           “Just like that…?”

          “Just like that.”

          I thought for a moment. “Let me see the book. Maybe there’s some kind of counter-spell.”

          A few minutes later we discovered to my great dismay that there were no cures, but it did say that the spell was temporary.

          After a while, the boys left to spend Halloween night with their families….And that’s when things started to get even more interesting.

          I was making a bowl of popcorn in the kitchen when suddenly a woman who looked about my age walking anxiously through the house searching for something. As soon as she saw max in my arms though she groaned to herself and rushed forward.

          I scrambled on top of the kitchen counter and slid off on the other side, separating myself from this intruder. “Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house?!”

          She stopped, looking very grave and guilty. “I’m so sorry, this is really rude…Please excuse the intrusion. My name is Daniella and I am what you humans would call a witch….I accidentally transported my spell book back here last week, and this is the first chance I’ve gotten to come retrieve it…I’m so sorry I didn’t come sooner. Don’t worry though, it looks like I’ve come just in time to save him.”

          I was really scared, but I managed to ask “what the hell are you talking about?”

          This crazy lady was beginning to look impatient as she held out her arms across the countertop. “Look, human, your little friend may look like an ordinary cat right now but if I don’t act quickly he may not be able to change back properly-“

          “But the book said-“

          I cut myself off when I saw the look in her violet eyes when they flashed at me.

“Do not interrupt!” She said sternly. “That book was meant for intermediate-level spell casters! In other words, it was written for people who already know the basics of magic, like proper intonation and safety precautions and things! But I can tell just from looking at that human in your arms that whoever put that spell on him didn’t even think anything would happen. That’s a recipe for disaster for any spell! Now hand him over, you have no idea of the danger we are all in!”

          “Prove it then! What does the book look like?”

          “The book is called ‘Intermediate-Level Incantations and Curses’ and it’s a leather-bound volume with yellow pages.”

          She was right, so I reluctantly handed Max over. “Good girl. Now go watch a movie or something,” She waved dismissively. “Saving this poor human being will require doing things you humans aren’t allowed to see.”

          “No-“

          Something in her expression warned me that it wasn’t a good idea to argue, so reluctantly I went to the next room after I made her promise to explain everything afterward.

          I must’ve fallen asleep during the movie though, because next thing I knew Max was shaking me awake.

          “Max?” I asked groggily, squinting at him through the darkness (it took a while for me to wake up.) “Max! You’re back to normal!” I cheered, overjoyed and flung myself into his open arms.

          “Yeah. But Danzella must’ve slipped away while we were sleping because she isn’t anywhere in the house.

          I was mad at first, but then we noticed a note taped to the coffee table. I snatched it up and read, “’Dear Person Who was Turned into A Cat and His Friend, I’m sorry I reneged on my promise but unfortunately there’s been an emergency. Don’t count on me being able to come back though-I wasn’t kidding when I said I came as soon as I could. By the way, you mustn’t ever tell anyone I was here. That is of extreme importance, so act like your lives depend on it. Sincerely, Danzella.’ Well at least she cared enough to leave a note,” I sighed.

          After discussing it for a few minutes, we decided to obey Danella’s request to not tell anyone, so we burned the note she left. Right after that, my phone rang.

          “Hey Ryan.”          

“Hey Y/N, how’s Max doing?”

          “He’s changed back already, isn’t it great? We got rid of the book though, so this won’t happen again.”

          “Good idea.” There was a pause for a second, then he said rather hastily, “Hey I gotta go, so I’ll talk to you tomorrow okay?’

          “Okay. Night.” I hung up.

“You know Y/N…We never did get to say hello properly when you came home today,” Max said, grinning.

          I grinned back at him, thinking I definitely would remember this Halloween for the rest of my life.

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ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone. 

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Trip and apology

Hi everyone I know I haven't been very active lately and I'm sorry, I've been busy and I've had a nasty case of writers block. But I'm happy to report that it's over and I'll be going on an 11 hour trip today so I should have your imagines done snd posted by next Wednesday. Thanks so much for your patience and have a fantastic weekend! :)

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Can I have my Max and Josh imagine? I'm still waiting haha Have a great day btw! xx

Right, Sorry I completely forgot lol. I shall get to it right now.

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Into the Horizon Chapter 1

  A/N: Okay you guys, since none of you have sent in a request and I’m bored as all hell right now, I’m doing my own imagine to get the creative juices flowing J So without further ado, here’s my next imagine!

*Rin’s POV*

Today marks the two year anniversary of the day my sister and I got married to Devin Sola and Ricky Olsen of Motionless in White.

Sorry, getting ahead of myself. I bet you would like to know how we met our soul mates, and what happened after that. Well, it all started on a glorious sunny Saturday….

***flashback** “Are you sure you are ready for this sissy?” I asked, that day. We were about to perform our first concert, in a park. Yeah we were in a band called Running Towards the Horizon. I was the lead guitarist, and my sister Shawnee was the singer/screamer and rhythm guitarist.

“Yeah, I’m totally ready. We’ve been pouring our souls into our music for weeks sissy, it’s time for the world to hear it.”

“Okay then.” We sat side by side on a park bench with the guitar cases open in front of us. “One…two…three…”

And with that, we began rocking out in a park. After we played a few songs, we took a break to count the money people had put into my guitar case and drink some water. After that we got straight back to work.

A few minutes later, we heard loud applause and cheers coming from behind us, so we turned around, and standing there was Devin and Ricky from Motionless in White. Naturally, Shawnee was a huge fan of MIW, so she was really excited.

“That was fantastic you guys, did you write that song yourselves?”

I smiled. “Yes, we did. Thank you so much! Mine name is Rin by the way, and this is my little sister Shawnee.  She’s a big fan of your band.” We turned around and sat on our knees on the bench.

“Oh that’s great. So how long have you guys been making music?” Ghost asked curiously

“Oh goodness. I don’t even know. Shawnee?”

“I think the day we started was Christmas when we were five. Remember? That was the day Mom gave us these guitars, and Uncle Jayden came down all the way from Milwaukee just to start teaching us how to play them.”

“Oh yeah! So…About fifteen years.”

“Wow, that’s a long time. Does your band have a name?”

“Yes. It’s called Running Towards the Horizon.”

“That’s a pretty cool name.”

“Thanks, we thought so too. So where’s Chris and the others?”

“They’re all hanging out on the tour bus. You guys wanna come meet them?”

Shawnee answered before I could. “HELL YES,” she yelled enthusiastically.

“All right, let’s go!”

And with that, we packed up our guitars and followed Ricky and Ghost down the street to a parking lot in front of Walmart.

“You guys, get your asses out here, we’ve got company!” Ricky yelled.

And with that, a group of boys came into the lobby of the tour bus.

“You guys this is Rin and Shawnee, they are in a local band called Running Towards the Horizon. Rin, this is TJ, Chris, Mike, Angelo, and Ryan.”

I waved. “Nice to meet you guys,” I smiled.

“Nice to meet you too! Have a seat, we don’t bite,” Chris said, patting his seat.

Shawnee and I plumped down on the couch.

“So how long have you guys been fans?” Chris asked.

“I’ve been a fan for years, but Rin is actually more into bands like Black Veil Brides and Falling in Reverse. She respects most bands though, so she’s not the type of girl who would go out of her way to go to a concert of a band she doesn’t like.”

“That is, unless Little Miss Music Fanatic drags me to one,” I teased, elbowing her in the ribs. “Remember that time you dragged me to that A Day to Remember concert?”

She laughed. “Of course,” she chortled. “That was the time we met those boys-wasn’t their names James and Casian?-anyways, those boys started hitting on us and wouldn’t stop. But eventually we saw our cousin at the concert, and he beat them up for us. It was pretty funny.”

We chit chatted for a while after that, and somehow we ended up playing Truth or Dare.

“Rin, truth or Dare?” Ricky asked with a smirk.

“….Truth.”

“Do you have any crushes?” I immediately regretted picking truth, because at the time I was quickly developing a crush on Ricky, but obviously I couldn’t tell him that. “…Yes.”

“Who?”

“You only get one question. TJ truth or dare.”

“Dare.”

"I dare you to eat a jalapeno.”

With a shrug, he shoved one whole into his mouth, his eyes watering. But it was pretty uneventful. “Rin truth or dare?” He asked.

“Dare.”

“I dare you to tell us who you have a crush on.”

Again, instant regret. “Someone I met pretty recently.” I shot Shawnee a glare when she smiled, because she knew that the only people that we met within the past three months were the boys sitting next to us.

“Come on, you know what I meant!”

“I don’t see anything wrong with giving a description instead of a name.”

He smirked. “You’re blushing like crazy, Rin.”

“Really, I didn’t know. Anyways, Ryan truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“What is your favorite song to perform live?”

I can’t really remember what he said, but he also dared me to say who I had a crush on. So I just said quickly, “I used to have a crush on Andy Biersack of BVB,” but unfortunately Shawnee caught what I said.

“Sis, he asked you who you currently have a crush on, not who you had a crush on before. Judging by her evasiveness and the blush on her face, its someone in-“

“ANYWAY.” I stretched and faked a yawn. “I’m pretty beat, I think we better start heading back to the car.”

“Where do you guys live?”

“We pretty much live in our car.”

“Oh…Why don’t you guys go get your car and then drive back here to crash? We have a few extra bunks.”

Shawnee groaned. “Chris, you are a fricken lifesaver,”

“Yeah, that’d be fantastic.” I glanced out the window, then shuddered. “Um…Would one of you mind coming with us? I’m kind of scared to walk to the car by myself…This is LA, after all.”

“I’ll go.” Ricky said quickly.

I glanced at Shawnee. “You staying or coming with?” “I don’t really feel like moving, so I’ll stay here. See you later sis.”

“Kay.” I smiled.

We walked in silence for about fifteen minutes, then some random assholes started catcalling me from across the street.

“Just ignore it,” I muttered. “It happens all the time.”

But after a few minutes, it was really starting to bother me. So I was about two seconds away from spinning around and telling them off, but once I did I froze.

One of the boys was my ex-boyfriend Damien. He scared me.

He smirked. “Finally, you recognized me, kitty. Why don’t you ditch the faggot and come hang out with me and my boys?”

Looking downward, I apologized to Ricky, handing him my keys. “I’m sorry Ricky, but I’ve got to go…That one in the front is my ex Damien, he’ll be really mad if I don’t go with him. My car is the red Pontiac Grand Pri parked next to the big oak tree-“

“Hold on a second Rin, you don’t have to go if you don’t want to.”

“Yeah, I do….If.”

“So we’ll just have to outrun them.” He muttered quietly. He scooped me up and then took off running.

Somehow, we managed to lose them in the end, but in the process we ended up getting even farther from the car than we were to begin with.

“I better call Shawnee and let her know that we’re okay. She gets very anxious when I take too long to come back home,” I explained.

“Rin, where are you?” Shawnee answered on the first ring. I knew she had been waiting by the phone.

“Hey sis, don’t worry Ricky and I are safe,” I said soothingly. “It’s just that we ran into Damien and his gang and we had to back track a lot to lose them-“

“You ran into Damien?! Damn it, I should’ve known better than to let you go out in the middle of the night with just Ricky. We’re coming to pick you up. Where are you?”

“Sis, that’s really not necessary-“

“Where. Are. You?”

I sighed resignedly. “We’re at the intersection between seventh and Main Street,” I said hesitantly.

“We’ll be there in five minutes. Stay there.”

I flipped my phone closed, then said quietly, “Shawnee said they were coming to pick us up.”

“What? Why?”

“She’s worried we’ll run into Damien again.” I hesitated at his questioning stare. “Um...I’d rather not talk about it,” I said awkwardly.

In the end, we didn’t get back to the tour bus until almost midnight. By then, Shawnee and I were both practically unconscious on our feet, so we didn’t bother changing into pajamas. We just collapsed onto our bunk and fell fast asleep.

That night I had several nightmares about Damien though. At one point Shawnee had to shake me awake because I was screaming in my sleep. When I did wake up, I saw everyone gathered around our bunk looking concerned. “Sorry about that you guys, I didn’t mean to wake everyone up…Just go back to sleep, I’ll be fine.”

“Rin, I know you better than that. What were you dreaming about? You kept screaming things like “No! Please stop!” and “This is between you and me….Leave them out of this!”

I sit up shakily, whipping my forehead. “Don’t worry about it you guys, it was just a nightmare about someone I used to know.” I tried to smile reassuringly, but I knew Shawnee saw through it.

“You had a dream about Damien, didn’t you?”

“We don’t have to talk about this at five o’clock in the morning, do we?” I asked grumpily. I wanted to go to sleep.

Chris sighed. “Okay, look. If you don’t want to talk about the dream, then why don’t you explain who Damien is to us?”

“He’s one of my ex-boyfriends… Just forget it.” I smiled sleepily. “Just go back to sleep you guys. We can talk about this in the morning.”

After a little persuading, everyone eventually agreed. So I went back to sleep, and thankfully I didn’t have any more nightmares.

                The next day, Shawnee woke me up around ten thirty.

“Wakey wakey sissy, we’ve got a cinnamon roll here for you and it has got your name on it!”

I smiled. “Thanks you guys, you didn’t have to buy us breakfast.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Chris smiled. “So do you want to talk about the nightmare you had last night?”

“…Do I have a choice?”

“Sure, you do.”

“Then no thanks.” I shuddered. “I’d rather just forget it ever happened.”

Over the next few days, we lived with MIW and it was a blast. We ended up getting really close. Little did we know, that something was about to happen that would change everything…

On the morning of the sixth day, Chris woke me up to inform me that they had a concert that evening, and he was wondering if my sister and I wanted to be the opening act. “HELL YES! That would be fantastic!”

“Okay then, you need to be backstage by five-thirty, and the concert begins at six.” “What time do you guys go on?” “We go on at six-forty five. You should decide ahead of time with Shawnee which songs you will be playing. Do you know enough material to put on a forty-five minute show?’ “Oh yeah, we could play a show twice as long-assuming we didn’t collapse first,” I chuckled.

We spent most of the rest of the day deciding what songs to play and practicing them, then by the four-thirty came around we decided to dress up for our first official concert.  

Before we knew it, we were standing backstage, and MIW’s manager was giving us the five minute warning. So Shawnee and I finished up with the warm up exercises, and then we ran out onto the stage energetically.

By the time our set was half-over, the entire crowd was going insane. We had only done covers of songs done by other people at that point, but the next song we decided to play was one of our own. The crowd ended up loving that one as well. Everything was going fantastically…..Until he showed up.

Yeah you guessed it. Damien showed up close to the end. And apparently, he thought it would be funny to throw an empty glass bottle at my knees while my back was turned, so I ended up falling and twisting my ankle pretty bad. Ricky and Shawnee were so pissed, but in the end the security guard kicked Damien out before either of them could give him a piece of their mind.

“Damn it, ouch,” I swore, trying not to cry as the manager wrapped a bandage around my ankle to set it. Shawnee and Ricky each held on to one of my hands as I got my injury treated.

After my ankle was all wrapped up, I sat side stage with Shawnee, who had gotten a metal baseball bat from somewhere.

Shawnee was still muttering angrily under her breath, so I gave her shoulder a squeeze. “It’s okay sis, it doesn’t hurt that much anymore.

“I don’t care. He still hurt you for no reason-I bet he’s just mad because you’re crushing on Ricky now.”

With a startled glance, I blushed. “What do you mean, ‘crushing on Ricky now’? Where did-“

“Oh come on, sis, it’s always written all over your face every time you look at him.”

“What’s up with the metal baseball bat?”

“In case Damien comes back to kidnap you. I’ve completely run out of patience for that d-“

“Language, Shawnee-“

“Oh come on, you know he deserves it. He’s been abusive to you for years sis.”

I sighed. “Yeah, I know, sis. But in a way, I’m actually kind of glad that I got to meet him.”

Now it was her turn to look startled. “Why is that?”

“Because if I had never met him, then we wouldn’t have ever had a reason to run away,” I reminisced. “Which means I never would’ve met Ri-I mean, we would’ve never met the boys.”

She grinned. “You’ve got a point,” she acknowledged. “But if he comes near you again, I’m going terminator on his ass.”

Just then, we both looked towards the stage as we heard Chris saying something.

“Come on out Shawnee, we want your help singing Immaculate Misconception!”

With a surprised grin, she ran out onto the stage, waving with to the crowd. During the entire song, she rocked out back to back with Ghost, looking happier than I had seen her in years. About halfway through the set, Ghost whispered something in her ear, and then she nodded happily.

This was where we belonged….We had finally found our calling, and it was music.

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Laptop charger fixed for time being

Yup, my dad managed to get it working again, which is fantastic. So go ahead and send in requests!

-Rin

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Save this to your phones or computer and post it on other websites like twitter too!

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Why would you NOT reblog this?

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A-FUCKING-MEN. Say no to rape people!

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Part 9-12 of Little Miss Angel

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Parts 5-8 of Little Miss Angel

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<p>So hey you guys. I figured out a solution to my computer problem: flashcards! So without further ado please enjoy the first four parts of my next imagine, Little Miss Angel. The other parts will be uploaded momentarily.