#'good im gonna stab my heart right now and we would both blow up together

[mersei47]

maybe 2bdamned is the kind of person that likes to tell a joke with deadpan face just so he can fuck with other people

[bitchiha]

A/N: I accidentally posted the request before I finished LOL. So I don’t know much about Tsundere relationships, but I did some reading on it just before I started writing and I hope I did the request some justice! Also I’m literally Kankuros bitch <3

Ps, I’m sorry I didn’t put a keep reading thingy idk how to do it on mobile and my trash laptop is broken 😭😭

Also I didnt include tobirama bc I absolutely hated how his turned out and I had to delete it im sorry 😖

✎ Tsundere relationship! (Hidan, Kank, Naruto)

Kankurō

Ahh, where to start? I think you’ll meet on a mission co partnered with the Leaf...

You and Shikamaru are sent to assist the Sand on a mission. Now, we already know Kankurō is a bit of a sassy mf when it comes to the Leaf like I think he whole heartedly believes the Sand is superior and you also have those feelings about your own village... So there’s an instant dislike for one another. Kinda like an instant rivalry.

Literally the first thing you say to him is “So, the Sand can’t take care of their own missions?” And that sets Kankurō off, “What, how dare you- ack! Temari, that hurt! I’m not gonna let her walk all over us like that, I’ll fight you right now you Leaf Village bi- ow! Temari!” Shikamaru has to hold you back LMFAOO you’re ready to throw hands “Huh, what’s that? Sounds like you’re really determined for me to kick your ass?” He lowkey liked when you said that to him lol.

Anyways, the two of you are bickering the whole entire way to the missions destination. You’ll tease eachother about anything and everything you can. So, once you find out about his puppet master jutsu its only natural that you fall on the floor with laughter. Like full on tears and strangled breathing. Now this is something you can really tease him about.

“What! You still play with dolls? I bet you have little sleep over parties with them and do their hair-“

You’re cut off because he tries to trap you in the Ant. Temari has to strangle him and force him to let you out. You’re lucky he didn’t iron maiden your ass LMFAOO.

This is the kind of the energy you guys carry whenever you see eachother from now on. He’ll see you more often too because you carry out a lot of Leaf and Sand allied missions and duties. Rip to anyone who gets put on a mission with you two tbh.

But on one particularly hard mission it ends up down to the two of you fighting off like 10 enemies. He’s trying to focus on fighting them, but he can’t stop thinking about if you’re okay. His distractedness earns him a particularly hard blow.

You end up having to fight off the remaining enemies yourself, all the while protecting him. The last thing he remembers is you screaming his name when he gets hit and the fear that was in your eyes at seeming him like that. It slowly turns to anger and then you kick the bad guys asses. He’s like half conscious but is laying there like: whatta bad bitch. Then he passes out.

Starts to really admire you after that and his comments aren’t as snarky when he sees you next. It’s more like little jabs and teases because that’s how he shows his affection, but they were no longer the hardcore roasts he’d dish out before. You probably stop flaming his ass too because let’s be real here; you’ve both obviously been attracted to each other from the start you just didn’t want to admit it.

Like cmon, he didn’t wait for you at the gates every single time he knew you were visiting just to insult you first. No. He came there to see your cute ass first!!Same goes for you, like you didn’t take all the missions to the Sand for nothing. You came there to see your fav hot headed puppet master.

He’ll ask you out a few months later, when you end up at the Sand again. Probably takes you to dinner before going back to his place. I 100% see him showing you his puppets and this time you’ll actually show your interest and not just tease him lol. Probably ends up making out with you on his workbench. Ok that’s all.

Naruto

You meet eachother for the first time at Ichirakus. Second to Naruto, you actually bring in the most cash for the place. So it’s surprising you two had never met each other before.

Until now of course. He’s just gotten back from a long mission and he’s dying for some ramen. He strolls right in and orders a miso pork ramen, but the old man tells him there’s no more pork left.

Probably flips his shit like who tf ate it all?? Then the old man points at you. You’re sitting there chowing down you’re literal 15th bowl, the giant stack of empty bowls next to you proving it. You watch the blondie charge right at you while you eat the last miso pork bowl of ramen for the day.

You put the bowl down and wipe your face just as he stops right infront of you, very close to your face. You can see the anger in his eyes, but you are not giving up. Also, the guy looks sorta comical so you basically laugh in his face which gets him more worked up.

“What are you laughing about? You just ate all of old mans pork for the day!! That last bowl is mine, believe it!” Once again you laugh in his face because you just can’t help yourself. Probably end up fist fighting eachother on the spot. Neither of you win because one of you ends up smashing into the bowl, sending it flying right at the old man. He kicks you both out, right after you pay your tab of course.

This arises a competition of who will eat all the miso pork ramen first, it goes on for a good few months. Ichirakus is swimming in your money now. Until one day, when you two arrive at Ichirakus at the same time. You basically have a show down. Unfortunately both your wallets are cleaned out and you can’t even pay off your bills anymore so you’re now indebted to the ramen place.

Narutos mission money won’t even cut it anymore and you can’t pay your debt off either. So you both have to get a job doing Ichirakus dishes until you can pay your debt off.

At first you two wanna strangle each other everytime youre in each others line of sight. But slowly — veryyyy slowly, you start to bond over your love for ramen. Like you can probably sniff the bowls before you clean them and tell instantly what ramen was eaten out of it.

You discover you both have the same favourite instant ramen, the same favourite Ichirakus order, etc... Then before you know it you actually start dating. Nobody knows how it happened because you were rivals for a good couple of months, but now all the sudden your holding hands while and eating ramen together peacefully. Mind blown.

Hidan

You’re a brand new Akatsuki member and you’re cute. Really cute. Not only was Deidara drooling over you too, Kakuzu just asked to file your taxes. Do you even do taxes? You’re a rouge ninja. Anyways, Hidan is so sure that Jashin would love to have you.

You two start taking to eachother and actually getting along pretty well, until he mentions Jashin. You shut him down so quickly after that. Like you’re not interested in his fake God, no matter how cute he is.

From then on he tries to ignore you or is just super petty towards you all the time. Like you just got back from a failed mission with your Akatsuki partner and he’s at the hideout mocking you like “if you prayed to Jashin with me this wouldn’t have happened.”

Literally so fucking petty.

Anytime you suggest an idea to the Akatsuki he immediately tears it down. It doesn’t really matter when he does though because nobody really listens to Hidan anyways, it’s just annoying.

You two get put on a mission together one day because Kakuzu has some important money buisness to take care of. Hidans so pissy about it, “oh come on! Out of everybody you picked y/n? She doesn’t even respect my religion, how are we supposed to work together!?” Kakuzu just looks at him and is like “Hidan, I don’t care about Jashin either.”

Butthurt the whole journey. If you guys get bombarded or run into trouble he probably doesn’t even bother backing you up. If anything he tries to feed you to them LMFAOOO. Such a jerk.

Then, once he thinks that all the bad guys are gone he turns to you all confidently because you got your ass whooped and he’s like “see, I bet if you prayed to Jashin you wouldn’t be injured this bad-“

An enemy just stabbed him right through the chest and he watches the look of shock on your face. That’s when he gets an idea. He falls on the floor super fucking dramatically and you have to take the last guy down for him.

Then you kneel next to him and cradle his body because yes he was such a petty bitch but he actually started to grow on you. So you cry and in this distressed moment you probably even attempted to pray to Jashin because you’re desperate as fuck.

This bitch really makes his eyes flutter open and is like; “y/n?” Really fucking plays off that he was unconscious, “Jashin... Jashin saved me.”

Your ass just got clowned but I mean you believe it because like he just got stabbed right through the heart. Even immortal people should die if they were stabbed in the heart, right? It seemed like it was the case.

So yah he basically just emotionally manipulated you into being semi interested in his religion.

Then he stops being petty with you and probably asks you to sleep with him as an offering to Jashin. “It’s only fitting! He just saved my life afterall.”

Literal definition of a sleeze bag <3

[rvnjun]

should've known | lee jeno

genre: super power au! angst  warnings: graphic death scene, blood, and obvi death a/n: im proud of this one but it made me want to go back and rewrite parts of haechan and jaemins fic :\

The Dream Team M.List

jeno wasn't born with his powers which caused he a lot of damage

he had to learn to adapt to life with them, had to suffer the unexpected consequences of suddenly having powers 

12 years old, his parents were cooking dinner while he played video games

it was a new game so he was still in the midst of creating his character and choosing his weapon 

luckily he had his homework done so he had extra time to decide and play

unluckily he was planning them at the wrong time

a lab was doing experiments on a person with creation powers nearby

the lab surged with power, sending waves of electricity straight to jenos game

his body jolted and erupted with electric shock, the weapons on the game manifesting themselves into his head 

screaming in pain weapons began to spread around the room, all the weapons on his game taking form in real life

his parents were so scared, they rushed him to the hospital, weapons piling in the car

he was treated for electrical burns and introduced to a power therapist who he would end up spending most of his days with 

they didnt want jeno, they didnt want a freak of a son

the power therapist took care of him and made him feel semi normal

he had to transfer schools because he got kicked out of his old one

as unfair as it seemed, they had a right to kick him out

unable to fully control his powers still he was constantly making weapons appear at random times

which put the kids and teachers around him in danger

he spent a few months which his power specialist working on school work

before he finally had his powers under control to the point he could choose when to summon a weapon

and that moment was when his power specialist changed his life once more

he sat him down and looked jeno in the eyes “Jeno you have a gift, not many people have the ability to do what you can do. now what you choose to do with it is up to you. in the meantime i know some kids I think you'd get along with well.”

haechan and jaemin, two other kids with powers 

they were funny and talkative, he got along with them easily

and most importantly, they never judged him for his powers

they thought they were amazing

jeno had always seen his powers as a curse, his own parents never looked at him the same 

but the specialist, haechan, and jamein all had the same look in their eyes

awe and curiosity

the three of them were close friends when they met renjun, a feisty chinese transfer student with drawing manifestation powers 

together the 4 of them started a team

despite how much his powers scared him, hearing the way haechan and renjun talked made him want to

besides, he knew that if something went wrong and they ended up urt, theyd always have jaemin there with his bright smile 

joining their future super team were chenle and jisung, both introduced to them by the power specialist 

together they formed The Dream Team

a super powered team of seemingly ordinary teenagers who did their best to stop crime and unlike most villains, use their powers for good

all they wanted was to help others and give the gifted a good name again

jeno felt like the past years of his life were a rollercoaster, full of so many ups and downs 

he was finally happy thanks to The Dream Team

for the first time in years he felt normal thanks to his friends

after years of pain jeno deserved it

that's when he met you and his life got even better

y/n l/n, another gifted 

jeno met you after a fight, The Dream Team was hugging each other on their job well done when you approached 

you'd been watching them the whole time without them knowing

curious by what they were doing and their powers you used your own to spy

if someone asked jeno what his first impression of you was it wouldn't be hard, he’d tell them that your powers suited you 

you were awkwardly, fumbling over your words as you tried to speak to them

it was hard for you to explain what you were trying to

after nearly 10 minutes of you trying to talk and haechan complaining you finally spit it out 

“i was watching you guys and i want to help you. now my powers might seem very useless to you guys but if you really think about it, i could be very helpful. i could make a great distraction!”

jeno wanted you to join right away but he knew the others wouldn't agree

haechan looked at everyone and spoke up “ well a) we don't even know what your powers are and b) this team kinda consists of friends and you dear person are a stranger who is nameless im assuming as you didn't even tell us your name,,if you have one ”

you immediately looked away at his words before stomping your foot on the ground and pouting 

“MY NAME IS Y/N L/N AND I CAN TURN INVISIBLE!” you yelled at the top of your lung startling everyone

obviously you went invisible and jeno freaked out

“no wait y/n don't go! we won't let you join right away but you can hang out with us to see how things go!” he hollard earning him looks from his friends

they could tell why jeno was so eager for you to join, the fool had fallen in love by simply staring at you 

the rest was history

you joined The Dream Team as their manager/assistant type of person, soon after you and jeno started dating, and of course you became friends with them all

jeno loved you, you were always there for him and putting a smile on his face

you both got shy from affection so you never did any in front of the boys but that didn't stop them from teasing you nonetheless

almost everyday you and jeno went to a cafe for drinks

“would you rather have your current powers or haechans power?”

youd ask making jeno laugh “i think id rather have mine because if I had haechans powers,,i might not have met my friends or most importantly,,you”

jeno and you were in love, both having rough pasts where neither of you were born with your powers and a freak accident caused them, and both of your parents abandoned you and you moved in with a close friend

which only made you guys closer

one of the things jeno loved about you the most was how caring you were during a fight, especially the particularly bad ones

like the time jenos nose was broken after getting smashed in the face with a cat figurine 

you pouted and told jeno you wished you were jaemin and could heal him with your smile

which caused jaemin to jokingly yell at you saying that healing smile was his thing and you needed to get your own brand 

today was one of those bad fights

the boys went in to fight what at first was only one villain but that one villain had a team they didn't know about

the boys were almost all separated 

renjun was drawing as fast as he could, his creations starting to look more and more like a 5 yr old drew them

the weather was close to a hurricane thanks to haechan 

jaemin was freaking out and smiling like a psychopath , without knowing who he was if you saw him you'd think he escaped from an insane asylum 

chenle and jisung were together, about to pass out from using so much power

it was going bad but it got even worse when jeno got separated from the rest

trapped in a room with one of the bad guys he felt his panic arrise 

‘i dont have time for this,’ he thought, images of his friends struggling flashing in his head

the guy lunged forward and hit jeno with a good blow, blood splattering on the wall

jeno felt his panic be replaced with anger

he was practically shaking from his irritated he was

“i know about you and your team, i know who you really are. you're a bunch of highschool kids, did you really think you could beat us?” the asshole spoke 

jeno stared up at him as he added one “i know you're dating that freaky bitch that goes invisible to distract us.”

the smirk on the guys face made jeno feel disgusted

hearing the words he spoke not only about his friends but you sent him over the edge

you were the guys that saved jeno

“where is that bitch anyway? arent they normally he-” he didn't get to finish his sentence

swords appeared in the air, piercing through the air at rapid speed

the man was stabbed multiple times

he gurgled up his own blood, coughing in pain as he fell onto the floor

“fucking bitch,” he said while clutching his chest in pain

jeno was about to leave when he heard a horrible sound

“je,,,jeno,” a disturbed sweet honey-like voice coughed out 

his stomach dropped and his heart felt heavy 

“y,,,y/n?” he turned around, tears already pouring down his face

your ribs had been broken like twigs, gashes oozed with that desparible red liquid, your mouth was hanging slightly open as more of the liquid steadily poured out

your face began to pale, your eyes already looked lifeless

falling against the wall you slid down, a trail of blood being left behind from where your back was placed

“I just wanted to help,” your voice was barely above a whisper, you sounded so broken

“y/n!!” jeno screamed almost as loud as chenle 

running to you his knee betrayed him and gave out inches form your body

“oh my god,,what have i done,” he involuntarily sobbed, body shaking from screams 

warm tears flowed down his cheeks like a waterfall, leaving behind a wet trail of despair 

“no no no,,oh my god,, JAEMIN!!!!” he screamed for his friend to come save you

if you saw his smile, if you saw Jaemin you would be fine like it never happened

only a few seconds had passed but jeno was screaming out begging for jaemin to hear him and come

getting closer to your body, jeno wrapped his arms around and held you

not caring about the copious amounts of blood covering his clothes

“you'll be okay y/n, jaemin is gonna save you,” he didn't sound sure, it was as if he was convincing himself instead of you

you never spoke or moved, all you did was stare at jeno

rising slowly, you painfully and involuntarily took in more breaths

your lungs, it felt as if they were being ripped apart from the inside, only filling with more blood 

“i,,i just wanted to help,” you barely managed to get out before your breathing stopped entirely and head falling onto jenos shoulder

his mind, blanked of everything 

every thought, every memory, everything was gone

everything except one thing, you

your image burned in his head

the wind was knocked out of him, his while body felt numb, he couldn't breathe

he knew he was breathing but he kept choking 

the tears blurred his vision as they rapidly fell

he felt so hopeless, he,,he killed you

he should've known you were in the room with him, like you'd ever let him get separated from everyone

you always came to the fights as a backup or distraction

“I should've known,” he cried

jaemin,,he wanted to be mad at him, he wanted to scream and hit him, make him suffer the way you did but he couldn't

jaemin was busy, probably exhausted form smiling and using his powers

the door to the room creaked open

jeno assumed it was his friends, if not it was the villains and that meant everyone except him was dead

“oh my god jeno what happened,” renjun spoke, rushing to jenos side

jisung stared with his mouth hung open, wondering how he never knew this would happen, he gripping tightly on chenles arm

chenle let out a ear piercing yelp as he leaned closer to jisung

haechan stared at your lifeless body, rain starting to pour matching his tears

jaemins heart stopped when he saw the damage, knowing that he could've saved you

“y/n,,y/n,” jaemin cried while smiling at you praying that it would work

the tension in the room only grew as each other second past

 each member of the team morning in their own way for their fallen 

y/n l/n the “nameless’ stranger who approached them with wishes to be one of them, y/n l/n the loveable person who lit up jenos dark world more than is friends ever could, y/n l/n the mysterious invisible member of the dream team who just wanted to help

[normal-thoughts-official]

Ok so I know some people in the fandom don't like talking about Magnus' past lovers because anyone that isn't Alec everyone just turns their heads but ok listen. Your last response about Magnus and queer history my head immediately went to Freddie Mercury and oh please I would like a little more insight on how they met and their relationship. The only thing we knew was that Magnus would go to his concerts and even drag his friends along. What I would give to learn more about them.

FUCK MY LIFE anon listen idk if you fully know what you're getting yourself into by asking me this because i am literally OBSESSED with Magnus' relationship with Queen and Freddie like im literally VIBRATING rn i was answering the questions in order but i just HAD to answer this one immediately because !!!!!!!!!!!!! fuck fuck fuck i love magnus' relationship with Freddie Mercury and Queen so much you dont understand, i have already made some posts and i still plan on making a playlist of Queen Songs That Remind Me Of Magnus but anyway hell yeah let's DO this

okay so first im gonna talk a little bit about how i view their relationship. now, they probably weren't in a very serious relationship, since theres this whole Magnus Locked His Heart Ever Since Camille thing, but Magnus and Freddie have SO much in common i cant really think this was just a fling, either. so here's what i think: magnus and freddie were good friends who sometimes hooked up and that definitely had chemistry to have something special, but it never happened because Magnus never fully allowed himself to give in to it and neither did Freddie - im assuming their relationship was in the 70s, since in the 80s Freddie met his husband, Jim Hutton, and at that time Freddie also had a hard time trusting and loving. also, Magnus was already in New York, so it couldn't have been too serious. but Magnus would go around to watch their concerts and every time he would find Freddie somehow (it wasnt that hard, really, you just had to go to the local queer scene) and they would sometimes hook up, sometimes just talk and enjoy each other's company, sometimes both. that's what i think it's most likely.

but the absolutely OFF THE CHARTS amount of vibing they must have done. i dont think you fully understand - unless you're a queenie trash bitch such as me - just how similar magnus and freddie are. here's a short, comprehensive list of Freddie Mercury Traits:

Freddie was seen and stereotyped as an overly sexual, lothario, diva and inconsequential kind of guy, and to some extent he put on this facade, but in reality he was extremely closed off and insecure and loving, and this was mostly a persona he put on to protect himself

Despite that whole persona, Freddie was an extremely compassionate guy who did everything he could to help others, particularly other queer people. His personal assistant, his chef, his chaffeur, all were other queer guys (sometimes his exes even) that had nowhere else to go and were in need of a job, and Freddie was just like "oh, would you look at that, you're hired now. I'm gonna pay you, hm, 3 million" it was so. When Jim lost his job Freddie hired him as a gardener. They literally met because they were talking in a club and Freddie was all like "lets all go to my house" and brought in a bunch of strangers to his home. That's the kind of guy he was. His house was always open as well

Freddie was loyal to a fault and a little bit too trusting, and was stabbed in the back a few times. The most well-known one is P*ul, who outed him against his will despite them having years of friendship, a blow that Freddie never fully recovered from, but there were others. Despite being a shy guy and reluctant to open up, he actually wore his heart on his sleeve and this sometimes ended up hurting him, a lot

Freddie felt absolutely lonely and like he was unworthy of being loved. This is not a secret, its a common theme in a lot of his songs, the most prominent of them being somebody to love. He wanted to be loved and taken care of but at the same time wouldnt allow himself

He was also very insecure. Jim says in his book that Freddie would frequently ask him, out of the blue, if he loved him, despite the fact that they were, you know, married (not in the paper, of course, but Jim bought him wedding rings and Freddie called him his husband, so i consider them married)

He was constantly scared of being an inconvenience. When he found out he had AIDS, his first instinct was to tell Jim that if jim wanted to leave him he would understand. Jim, of course, said that was bullshit and he wouldnt leave Freddie because of that

He was a perfectionist and always wanted to do his absolute best, nothing less. He was also a creative genius as we all know

He loved cats and would bring random cats into his home constantly

He loved fashion and pretty things

He was a queer, gnc man of color

He had a pretty protective side to him; queen's bassist, John Deacon, was extremely shy and said that Freddie pretty much shielded him from the press attention, and also helped him polish his song writing skills and always wanted him to do his best. After Freddie died, John quit the showbusiness.

I mean, remind you of someone? Holy fucking shit, i nearly lost my goddamn mind when they mentioned that he hooked up with Freddie, because they're so similar in their issues and insecurities and interests it's almost meta. I don't know if that was on purpose or not, but i thank the sh writers every day for that line tbh honestly i am so blessed

Unfortunately i think they might kind of be too similar - you get two very insecure, afraid to be hurt people who kind of have a persona together and it's kind of hard to have them have a meaningful relationship. But where Freddie was shy, Magnus was extroverted and easygoing, and there were always parties (something the both of them loved) and they had enough common interests to bond over. Also, they both couldnt help but wear their heart on their sleeves, even when they tried not to. And i mean, i am 100% sure that Magnus absolutely loved Queen, because 1- who doesnt? 2- the songs are so intense and heartfelt and beautiful and theatrical and that's right on magnus' alley; 3- the lyrics just speak to him, because there Freddie was, writing about wanting to be loved and fearing to open himself up, and there was also Brian writing all these songs about seeing your loved ones die, and Roger was a domestic abuse victim - there was just so much for him to relate too. So i can definitely see Freddie and Magnus staying up awake late at night, looking at the window and talking about themselves, their fears, the personas they have created and how hard it is to break out of them, when they were alone in a hotel room and everyone else who was at the party was gone. Just the two of them, having heart-to-hearts, then sleeping, but the next day the magic was gone and they were both back to guarding themselves - also, Magnus was avoiding getting involved with mundane men, if you go by my headcanon. so there was just too much holding them back

but it was still an important relationship that helped the both of them learn more about themselves and get a little more used to opening up and allowing themselves to talk about themselves. they didnt really break up as much as drift apart - Freddie had the band and Magnus was high warlock of Brooklyn and the political tensions in the downworlder community were high. But they both got their happy endings after all - Freddie met Jim and they were together until the end of his life, and Magnus met Alec, who will be with him for the rest of eternity too because i said so :) so its all good, in the end, and Freddie will always have a special place in magnus' heart, as both an amazing human being that he was honoured to meet and someone who was really, really important to magnus and that helped him become who he is today and be a little happier and more comfortable with himself

he still loves queen and listens to them constantly. sometimes its bittersweet to think about him, but most times its just good to hear these songs that mean so much to him and think of how far theyve both gone

[imagineaworlds]

Three Days -- Marcus Arguello

Written By: @desperately-bisexual​

Request: “Hey! I love your fics, and I saw that you write for deadly class? Can I get a Marcus fic where chester (fuck face) takes the reader and calls Marcus with his demands? Hope that's enough xD. tHanks!”

Warnings: Mature Content!!!!!!! (16+). Kidnapping. Drugging. Threatening with a weapon. Mentions of bestiality. Mention of masturbation. Cursing. Angst. Mention of murder. Description of murder. Like everything bad is in here, except for pure smut. So be aware.

Pairing: Marcus Arguello x Assassin!Reader

Word Count: 2026

Listen To: Like I’m Gonna Lose You by Jasmine Thompson

A/N: This turned out to be much longer, and much more intense than I expected. Yikes.

I shivered against the coldness of the blade pressed against my skin. I tried not to cry, I tried not to move… I was paralyzed with fear. When I had woken up, I found myself tied to a chair in Shabnam’s house. Only a week before had Marcus and I gone to his house for a party that the rat’s put together. But there I was, frightened to death in that same house with a knife dragged lightly across my skin, not enough pressure to cut me, though.

He circled me, groaning and moaning, and I felt sick. I didn’t know what he wanted with me, or what he was going to do to me. But telling by the state of Shabnam’s house, I wasn’t hopeful for the best. Who was this man that had taken me…

An hour ago, I was walking through the city with Maria and Saya. They decided to go steal some alcohol from the nearby liquor store, but I wanted no part of it. I was waiting outside for them, my eyes focused on the sidewalk, when someone came up from behind me and put a chloroform cloth over my mouth. I tried to remember my training, something— anything… but my thoughts were getting fuzzy, and then I was out.

When I woke up, I couldn’t see his face, but I knew whoever he was, he was in the room with me, watching me. We sat in silence for minutes, and I was too scared to say anything. I hadn’t taken any class yet where they had shown me how to get out of a hostage situation, all school was about was how to kill someone, how to dispose of the body, who to manipulate targets, etc. There was nothing about this.

As he brought the knife up, closer to my breasts, I stiffened. I thought he was about to cut my shirt open before he stopped. I took a deep breath and held in a sob. “You’re one tough cookie,” the man said, his thick southern accent pouring into the room like molasses. “All the others were crying and squealing when I took them, but not you. I can see why Marcus likes you so much.”

Marcus. He must have been so worried about me… Did he even know? How long had I been gone for? Did Maria or Saya notice I was gone, had they gone back to King’s Dominion for help? Marcus, my love… What did this monster want with him…

“What you say we give him a lil’ call, let ‘im know you’re alive… for now.” My heart pounded in my chest. “Give me the number, and I won’ hurt ya.” I didn’t say anything to him, even as he put the knife against my throat. I called his bluff. “Too bad. I already got the number from the lovely people in the kitchen. I jus’ wan’ed to see if you’d give.” My eyes followed him as he sat in front of me, a phone in his hand. I finally got a good look at him. His face was completely burned, his arm, too. He had a mullet, and fashioned multiple earrings and other jewelry.

“Please, don’t,” I choked. “I’ll do whatever you want, just leave Marcus out of this.”

“No can do, lady,” he said as he dialed, “This has everything to do with Marcus, I just need you to get to him.” He put the phone up to his ear, and there was silence as the phone rang. Then, “Hey, lover-boy. I just wanted to give you call, let you know that our lil’ meetin’ in Vegas wasn’ part of your hippie drug trip or not’in’. Do ya remember? I told ya I was goin’ fuck wit’ ya.” There was silence as he listened on the phone. I just wanted to hear Marcus’ voice one last time. “Oh, you’re lovely lady friend told me how I could find ya. Nice lady, doesn’ react well to the drugs I pumped in her.”

He took the phone away from his ear and put it on speaker, then held it out. I knew what he wanted from me. “Marcus…” I whispered. I didn’t know if I could talk any louder than that. I heard a breathless sigh came from the other side of the line. “Marcus, I’m okay. Don’t do anything he—” before I could finish, the man had the phone back on his ear. I tried to hold back the tears welling in my eyes.

“Anyway, she told me all about your new school, that you got accepted ‘cause of what ya did at the boy’s home. What it feel like livin’ my life, huh, Marcus? How does it feel takin’ my rightfully deserved fame? Takin’ my birthright. Don’t worry ‘bout it, now, Marcus. You’ve taken somet’in’ from me, so I’ve taken somet’in’ from ya. Now we’re fair and square. She’ll make a great pet, don’t sweat it. I’ll take good care of her.” The man smirked. “What I wan’ from ya is evert’in’ ya stole from me! I wan’ my fame and fortune, asshole! Or I’ll fuckin’ kill ya girl!” He calmed himself, “But, don’t worry ‘bout not’in, Marcus. I’ll treat her right before I blow her brains out. Hey, you remember that poodle I really like back in the day? Your girl really reminds me of her.”

A beat of silence as I debated what he meant by that. And then he put the phone on speaker again. “Marc—”

“Listen, we don’t have much time. I’m going to come and get you, okay? Everything will be fine. Just do what he says, and keep yourself alive, alright? I love you.”

I felt a tear run down my cheek, “Marcus, please… don’t do what he says… I’m not worth it.”

“Don’t fucking talk like that. I love you, okay? I’m coming for you.”

“I love you, too.”

The man put the phone back on his ear, “Oh, and just to speed you and ya lil’ friends along, I’m givin’ you three days to find us. Three days or I send her head to ya fancy new school. She’ll be packaged up along with ya ol’ pal Chico and a letter saying who killed ‘em.”

Chico… How did this man know about Chico? How did he know about Maria? About Vegas? About Marcus? My head was spinning.

For two days, that man held me hostage in Shabnam’s living room. We didn’t hear from Marcus or the others, and my captor hadn’t made any contact with them. He brought me dog food and water in a dog dish for every meal. He talked to and treated me like an animal, and at meals he would watch Animal Planet and National Geographic. On the first night, I realized why his hand was down his pants during the “Dogs of Mexico” segment.

He turned to me, “That bitch right there reminds me of Marcus’ side squeeze, Maria,” he rolled the r in her name.

He didn’t speak to me the rest of that night. By the second night, he was joking about how he would kill me, how he would send mine and Chico’s heads with packing peanuts, the worst human invention. He talked about the poodle he compared me to— showed me pictures of it.

He came towards me once he was finished, the knife in his hands again. I thought that was it for me. I watched helplessly as he considered the strength it would take to saw my head of my body. And then he went to the kitchen to consider a butcher knife, instead.

I finally let myself cry for the first time in a long while. At King’s Domain, I could only cry around Marcus and Billy. If anyone else saw me like that, they would think me weak and easy target, and I couldn’t have that reputation at a school full of blood thirsty assassins.

While he was gone, I heard the floorboard creak behind me. I jumped and looked over my shoulder the best I could. I saw Maria standing there with her face paint, red dress, and weapons disguised as fans. I tried to warn her that he wouldn’t be gone long. She knew. She snuck around the floor more carefully, weaving through the piles of trash.

Then I heard footsteps on the level above us, in Shabnam’s room. I should have known she wouldn’t come alone. The others must have come with her. Maria pounced when she was close enough and cut my bindings. I stood and rubbed my wrists before throwing my arms around her. “We don’t have much time, hermosa. Come.”

“Where’s Marcus?”

“He wanted to be the one to kill Chester.”

“Come on, let’s get you out of here.”

“No, I want to help Marcus,” I argued quietly. The footsteps from upstairs came into the living room, and I saw Saya. “You have to find Chico’s head, and that psycho might have even kept the body, too.”

“You haven’t eaten in days, you can’t fight like this.”

“I can, and I will. Go.”

Saya took Maria’s hand, and they went off to search the rest of the house. As I turned to head to the kitchen, I heard dishes break in a struggle. I tried not to think about the shooting pain in my legs as I ran towards the noise. The man who had kept me hostage, this Chester, had Marcus in a headlock, and Marcus struggled for air. I jumped in to help him.

Marcus got free of Chester’s grip and wheezed while I threw a punch to Chester’s burnt cheek. “Fucking asshole,” I cursed as I threw another punch.

Chester saw the third one coming, though, and nailed me in the stomach. I stumbled back into Marcus, who caught me. I looked up at him, and before we could say anything to each other, Chester came at us both with his knife. I dodged the attack, and hit his wrist, causing him to drop the knife on the floor. While I held Chester back, Marcus scrambled for the knife. Chester bucked and cursed as I jumped onto his back to slow him down. I managed to get my arm around his neck, and wrap my legs around his arms and torso.

Marcus turned the knife in his hand. “Kill him, Marcus!” I yelled. Marcus lunged and stabbed Chester in the abdomen. Chester groaned and stopped fighting against me. I fell away from him as he tumbled to the ground, holding his bleeding wound. “Burn in hell, fuck face,” I said, unironically. I spat down at him and fell into the kitchen counter. My legs stung, and my nose felt broken. My lip was bleeding, and my stomach ached.

Marcus hurried to me as I crashed into dirty pots and pans. “Hey, you’ve gotta stand up, babe. You can’t fall asleep, or you might never wake up.” He was right. Even if I had a mild concussion, closing my eyes was the worst thing I could do for myself. I tried to stay focused on his eyes and busted lips. “I’m so sorry,” he said. “This is all my fault.”

I put a hand on his shoulder to maintain my balance, “No, it’s not. It’s just the job. This is only the first of many experiences we’ll have like this.” Marcus held my face in his hands. “Thank you for coming for me.”

He scoffed, “You’ve gotta be kidding. I wasn’t going to let you die in Shabnam’s house, how humiliating would that be?”

“Always the jokester, Arguello. Just kiss me.”

He pressed his lips against mine, “I’m sorry. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Maria and Saya came running in. Saya had a bowling ball bag over her shoulder, and I knew what was in there— rather, who was in there. Maria said nothing about it, none of us did. “Willie’s outside with the car. Let’s get out of here,” Saya said.

Marcus kept his arm around me, keeping me close to him, as we left Shabnam’s house. I always fucking hated that house.

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