Hey could I get like an im5 ship please? The name's Margii, I'm 5'3" with mid-long blonde/brown and blue eyes. I love boxing, theater, and horseback riding. The only thing I have a problem with is peer pressure, since I don't want to be pushed into doing things, but I have no problem with people doing them, if that makes sense.
ship: eric | beast | shang | aladdin | philip | charming
best friend: eric | beast | shang | aladdin | philip | charming
secret admirer: eric | beast | shang | aladdin | philip | charming
song on shuffle: wake me up when september ends - green day
lol just decided to throw in an au imagine where cole is your boyfriend but dana has a little thing for you cos he finds it hot that youre super talented but he know hes not good for you because he seems like a pushy person but on the night of your show he decides to confess
AU: You're Will's girlfriend and while the boys are on tour you and Will talk to each other all the time in an attempt to not let the distance get between your relationship. An interviewer asks which of the boys is late the most and the boys go psycho in laughter as they explain why Will is always late. He gets caught up in something one night and you fall asleep before you guys facetime and he gets very sad that he won't get to see your beautiful face until the next day
soooo, i kind of want to start doing IM5 au's since i really like them and can't seem to find any blogs that make them as often as i would like so either send me requests/ideas or link me to a blog pleasee
first of all, lemme apologize for the shitty edit. i don't do edits.
so this was inspired by this post that I saw describing the boys' heartless music video & it kind of led to this :)
also, anything that is written here, I don't believe any of the boys would do. this is just my rendition of the heartless video.
GIF/Pic creds go to:
colependeryskoala
david-scarzone
davidchrisim5
stumble-through-it-all
krilljay
** contains swearing & kind of scary scenes **
Heartless AU
“Alright boys, sit tight and don’t fucking break anything,” The policeman spat as he left the room leaving the five teenage boys handcuffed and sitting in plastic chairs.
“Hey,” the one with a snapback said nodding over at the Asian one who was staring blankly at him.
“How are you so calm? We just got arrested!” The Asian one said freaking out.
“First time huh? When you’re here enough times, it almost feels like home,” the blonde one said without breaking his stare to the floor.
“Well, I guess since we’re here, we might as well introduce ourselves,” a Latino with a stark blonde streak suggested.
“Why not? Okay, I guess I’ll start since I’m on the end, I’m Cole,” said the blonde.
Next, “Gabe,” said blonde streak.
Then, “Dana,” coolly said snapback, above his left eyebrow was a scar.
After, “Will,” said the Asian with a concerned tone.
Finally, “David,” said the buff guy.
“Okay, ladies, quit the introductions and get your asses in here for your mug shots. You first,” the policeman said as he came back into the room pointing at Cole. He got up and confidently walked his way into the booth.
“Who’s that?” Another officer came up behind the policeman.
“Cole Pendery, 18, murdered several women including his own girlfriend yesterday night.”
“I come off a little rude, cause I got everything to lose”
Cole Pendery was never much of a nice guy. He had a rough childhood; his parent died while he was young and had to be brought up by his abusive uncle. The day that he turned 18, he moved out of that asshole’s house and lived on his own.
Soon, he found fame in the modelling agency. People loved him despite the fact he acted like a dick because for the obvious reason that he was good looking.
Cole had his reason though, he said, “When you grow up with a fucked up childhood like mine, you almost feel joy in seeing other people suffer.”
He had no guardian, no parental supervision, no control and if you had seen him recently, he looked like he had no heart.
Cole would string girls along with him all the time and then left them out in the dirt with no remorse.
“Cole? Will you please listen to me?” his girlfriend at the time, Lauren demanded.
He ignored her while he texted another girl. More like sexted.
“You know what, I’ve had enough!” Lauren yelled as he took Cole’s phone and chucked it against the wall shattering the glass.
“You bitch!” Cole exclaimed slapping her.
Lauren held her face, “You’re just a scared little boy. You had such a fucked up childhood so you have to take it out on anybody you come in contact with! You are a coward!”
Then everything went blank for Cole.
He barely recalled anything until he found himself washing blood off his hands in a puddle painting the puddle a dark muddy red.
Drifting in and out of sanity and the police cars chasing him he found himself in an elevator in an abandoned building. The lights blared out a bright red. He was suited up and the elevator came to a halt when it reached a floor. There were mannequins scattered through out the flat. The mannequins had faces. He recognized the faces.
Excruciating flashes of the faces crying out in agony and pain burned itself into his brain. He knew. He had murdered all of these women. Cole didn’t even know them, he just knew one face, Lauren’s.
“I murdered all these people,” he murmured to himself as he touched one of the mannequin’s face.
Cole jolted up in a cold sweat as two hands grabbed him. He knew he was back in reality now. Two policemen hauled him over to their car slamming his face against the cold metal of the car.
“You murdered 12 women tonight. You’ve got fame son, why’d you throw it all away?” the officer asked pulling Cole by the hair to look at him in the face.
“I got everything lose.”
“Okay, next!” the officer spat as he pointed to Gabe shoving him in.
“Gabriel Morales, 19, suffered from multiple personalities but court disregarded that and he was charged for aggravated assault on his girlfriend, Jen.”
“My love is a trap, you know it’s a fact. Baby, I’m nothing but you’re next regret”
Gabe was a nice guy, on the outside he was this sweet and caring person who loved his girlfriend but he had a dark side. He would snap, and trust me, you didn’t want to be anywhere near him when he snapped. He would lash out at people, break things and if someone was around, he would hit people. Gabe had something wrong in his head that he couldn’t control.
One night, his girlfriend came home after an entire night of being out. Gabe was furious.
“Where the fuck were you?” Gabe asked slamming Jen into the wall so hard that it made a dent in the dry wall.
“Ow! Babe, what’s wrong with you?!” Jen asked trying to shove Gabe off of her but his grip was too strong.
“Were you out with that guy again? Hm?” he asked spitting onto her face.
She was silent; this only made Gabe more furious. He grabbed Jen by the wrist, gripping it so hard that it left marks. He dragged her into the kitchen and took out one of the knives.
“Tell me! You whore!” He yelled holding the knife up to her face.
“Babe, please stop,” Jen pleaded. Gabe didn’t listen; he just slapped her across the face with his free hand causing her to fall to the floor.
“Tell me!” he yelled slashing her leg with the knife.
Between the screams, blood and police sirens Gabe found himself slipping out of reality.
He was in a room, full of mirrors. All of them his face, but matched with an angrier face, one that was distorted and twisted into an evil smile. All stared at him with such contempt. He tried to run but only to find himself in a stark white room with fallen pictures.
Pictures of his childhood memories and all the good times in his life he had with Jen. There was one mirror against one of the walls; he went over and looked into it.
“This is what you’ve become,” the Gabe in the mirror repeated over and over until it became too much and as if in an instance, all the picture frames and mirrors shattered in one long hellish scream.
Shifting back into reality, he heard a voice.
“We interviewed your family members and Ms. Moore as best as we could. They said you’re ‘trouble’. Is this right?”
“I’ll tell you they ain’t lying.”
“Next!” Dana got up off his chair and into the camera’s focus.
“Dana Vaughns, 16, just got his license and committed several thefts and robberies in addition to stealing his father’s car.”
“I always show her nothing but the finest, and all she shows me is where the exit sign is”
Dana was absolutely girl crazy; currently he was dating a model. She was no Kate Upton famous but Dana thought she was gorgeous. Unfortunately, she treated him like crap, all she cared about was material possessions he got her rather than Dana himself. Mesmerized by her beauty, he would get her anything she asked for.
However, he was running out of money, fast. Dana resorted to stealing. He would break into expensive jewelry and department stores just to get his model what she wanted.
This one night in particular, they got into a big fight; she said that she was going to leave him for a more mature and older man. Dana didn’t like that, he was furious. The model left his house and went out with her friends in the city.
Out of rage, Dana stole his dad’s car and drove around the city to find her however, the police caught on to him and they were on his tail.
His girlfriend must’ve tipped the police off on his whereabouts; the police wanted him for all his thefts.
“Shit,” he murmured under his breath and he made a sharp turn into a dirt road but he never got to the road, he slammed head on right into a car. The air bags deployed, punching him in the face. He felt something wet dribbling down his face accompanied by a sharp pain above his left eyebrow.
Flashbacks, he found himself on a hilltop looking down at the city. He remembered the location. His dad brought him up there with the exact same car he crashed; they liked watching the sunset from up here. The last moment he felt happy, he felt free.
“I won’t crash again,” he murmured to himself shifting back into reality and hands shoved him into the police car.
“C’mon, quit acting like a little bitch. Get in here!” The officer yelled rather too harshly at Will.
“Will Jay Behlendorf, 18, charged for the possession of drugs. It was a shame though, he was a good kid, bright future ahead of him.”
“But I promise I don’t need saving, cause I’m just trying to save my own skin”
Will was a good kid. He was very smart for his age and worked hard to get a scholarship into a good university. It wasn’t until his senior year that he met her. He loved her, but she had a dark past. She was involved in dealing drugs and the entire world of drugs. She couldn’t escape it though, as hard as she or Will tried.
However, Will never abandoned her, he stayed with her until that one fateful day. Her parents had found her; she had overdosed on drugs and died. Will was devastated, his world started to spiral out of control.
He didn’t eat, he didn’t sleep, he stopped going to school; he just stayed in his room the entire day writing songs about her only to crumple up the piece of paper. No song was ever good enough for her in his eyes.
One day, his parents had enough and forcefully sent him off to school. He walked into school that day sporting a worn out grey hoodie and bloodshot eyes. Everyone stared at him as if he was an animal that had been set free from his cage.
Apparently, his now deceased girlfriend’s gang blamed Will for her death and tipped off the police that he was in the possession of drugs. They knew that she had given him drugs to keep so the police wouldn’t find her entire stash so easily.
Amidst the police sirens and searching lockers, Will realized something. He was seriously damaged. He found himself at his piano, like usual, but then in painful flashes, he found himself stuck in a storm. Gusts of wind beat up his body as the balled up songs flew at his face.
“Stop!” he yelled. No answer.
Will was rudely awaken by a thud; his own head smashing against the police car’s window. Devastated on how his life had become like this, he shoved his hands into his hoodie pocket only to find one more balled up piece of paper, this time with only one line of lyrics.
“The minute I let my guard down, you walk right in and slam the door in my face,” he murmured to himself.
“Ain’t got all day boy,” Last one to get up was David.
“David Scarzone, 18, was involved in gang activity for many years. You wouldn’t believe the things this boy has done or the things he’s seen.”
David’s father left him when he was only 9, he wasn’t particularly close to his family but his father was his best friend and when he left. After years of moving and different schools, he got involved in gang activity. His family didn’t give two shits about what he did or where he was. At first, the gang seemed nice, said they were friends of his father. They only were asking David to do little innocent favors. Being young and naïve, David thought of them as his other family and soon after, moved in with them.
One day, David was walking home from his middle school and came home to screaming. He peeked into the window of his own house and saw the gang. Little 12-year-old David saw them murder a man with their bare hands and he wasn’t frightened.
As he got older, he started dealing drugs with other gangs. He wasn’t afraid of them, as a normal 15-year-old would be. The older he got, the more messed up his brain became. The gang asked him to murder people, and he agreed with no hesitation.
Every time he looked in the mirror, he never saw David, he saw the fucked up mess he had become.
It was inevitable that one day he would just snap, and he did. In his senior year, David was walking home one day when he overheard the gang talking.
“When are we going to tell the kid?”
“Don’t even talk about that, that kid will go ballistic if he found out,”
“But we’re the ones that took his father away from him. We killed him,”
“Those fucks,” David said to himself as he burst through the door.
Red. All he saw was red.
Movie theatre, he was in a movie theatre. Confused, he saw what looked like home movies playing the screen. He knew those movies; it was his dad and David when he was little. Baby David smiled on the screen and for the first time in his entire life, he felt happy.
“Son!” The officer’s voice rang in David’s ear displaying the illusion of David’s happy moment.
“You mutilated those men in the most horrific way I’ve ever seen, you did it so mercilessly. Do you even have a heart son?” he asked.
“I broke it one too many times,” David answered.
Once all the boys were done their mug shots, the officer left the room, which left the boys to talk amongst themselves.
“The feds suck man. Saying that I don’t have a heart and shit,” David spoke as he fiddled with his necklace.
“No way, they said that to me to, you know for murdering all those women,” Cole exclaimed.
“Not as bad as them calling you ‘seriously damaged’,” Will said with air quotes.
“But, can we talk about the fact that your ‘final words’ were ‘I won’t crash again’?” Gabe teased Dana.
“Shut the hell up man, I had just crashed a car, I didn’t know the appropriate words,” Dana answered causing all the boys to laugh. If you didn’t know what was happening, they looked like life-long friends.
“Alright, so the sheriff finds this a bit suspicious that all of y’all were brought in at the same time so they want to take a group shot of y’all,” Police officer explained.
They all shuffled into the booth and stood there giving their best game face.
“You really need to watch your step”
“I’ve been left for the vultures, one too many times,”
“If you fall for me, don’t ask for mercy please”
“I’m as bad as you want me, the side of me you’ll never miss”
IM5 Prince AU: Pretentious. Withdrawn. Devoted. Wholesome. Warmhearted.
A prince can be a lot of things but their personality defines them the most. Life isn’t always easy even when you can have practically anything in the palm of your hands in an instant. Trust, love and betrayal are all at risk. However, that never crosses their minds – their own happy ending is what they strive for. They take any and all measurements needed to get what they want.
IM5 Prince AU: Pretentious. Withdrawn. Devoted. Wholesome. Warmhearted.
A prince can be a lot of things but their personality defines them the most. Life isn’t always easy even when you can have practically anything in the palm of your hands in an instant. Trust, love and betrayal are all at risk. However, that never crosses their minds – their own happy ending is what they strive for. They take any and all measurements needed to get what they want.
IM5 Prince AU: Pretentious. Withdrawn. Devoted. Wholesome. Warmhearted.
A prince can be a lot of things but their personality defines them the most. Life isn’t always easy even when you can have practically anything in the palm of your hands in an instant. Trust, love and betrayal are all at risk. However, that never crosses their minds – their own happy ending is what they strive for. They take any and all measurements needed to get what they want.
