#(although she broke the mold the most by running away anyways later)

[arcxnumvitae]

The ways in which so many of the gentry are rebellious in their own ways, and yet in the end still come around to obeying their parents’ wishes because they feel they have to, oh the metas I could write

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Hello, I like it when you write angst, I would like to request a scenario. Chisaki and angel have a daughter, so one day while Chisaki works, his wife and daughter decide to go out because it is a good day. When his wife and daughter go back home, both dead, the author of his death was a leader of a rival yakuza.

Angsty yes, yes, YESSSSSSSS

Warnings: mentions of rape, beating, blood. Carefull. Really. Dont read this was one I detailed.

I blame Law and Order for this.

"Papa!" To anyone else whose saw Chisaki pn that specific moment, they would think that he had an annoyed look towards the little girl running after him. But not even his wife could spot the smile and the fondness at the girl whose attached to his leg.

"Hey brat. Your mother got tired of you already?" He asked in a nonchantly tone but ruffled the dark brow hair his daughter had, messing the pigtails she was wearing as she scolded.

"Papa no! My hair!" She whined as she, with a pout on her lips, took off the hair bows. Giggling at when Chisaki messed her hair with two of his gloved hands now.

"Mama!" She squealed your name out loud while giggling, going to you and being picked up as she showed her tongue to her father who's wonky arched one eyebrow at her childishness.

"Cant anyone of you take a break on getting onto each other's nerves?" You giggled as Yua mumbled in a pout that if her dad attacked then she would do the same.

"You cant complain since she got your attitude." He sighed as if it wa a bother, but you knew exactly how much your husband held pure love and affection towards that little smart little girl.

That's what her name was about...binding love and affection. Chisaki himself chose the name after Yua was born.

"Did you told tell daddy what we are doing today?" You put Yua down as she gasped.

"Girls day!!!" She extended her arms open as Kai only raised an eyebrow again.

"We will go shopping, just that." You giggled "Yua needs some new clothes anyway, and she was begging me to take her to enjoy some new strawberry flavored ice cream or something." You sighed. "Wanna come with us honey?"

"No. Papa cant go, is only girls night mama." Yua spoke nonchantly as you gasped preparing to lecture her but Chisaki beated you on that.

"Can't deny that I was wounded by this brat words but I have work to do anyways." He sighed with crossed arms and closed eyes, opening them a bit when he felt his daughter hug his legs and tugging on his jacket.

"I'm sowwy papa..." her golden eyes locked with his as he sighed and crouched down to flip her forehead, one which she learned that was one of the most affectionate things her father was able to do.

"After lunch I guess you both will be going out then?" He asked with a grunt when he got up as you nodded.

"Nemoto agreed to leave us on the shopping and pick up us both later."

"I will call uncle Nemoto right now." Nefore you or your husband could say something, Yua ran before tripping and falling on the ground... Mumbling insults towards the "Bad dirty floor" before walking away.

"She got my attitude but the rest is all "kai chisaki energy" on my opinion." You giggled as Kai chuffed.

"Wouldn't it be my daughter if she hadn't something from me. At least she knows the importance of cleaning."

"Sure. Threw a fit when Rappa dropped chips on the floor, and I thought she was going to do the same thing as you do with the poor guy."

"... That's my daughter." You laughed at the bit of pride he carried on the sentence as he chuckled and accompanied you to lunch.

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"Yua." He called "Come here."

The said girl come in one blink of a eye, asking cutely what was it.

"There." He crouched down to show a a flower she hadn't know of.

"What flower is that Papa?"

"Is a lilie." He twirled the flower on his gloved fingers with boredoom "I gave once a rose to your mother, and now I am giving you this one simply because represents purity of the soul, innocence and intelligence. It is said, therefore, that nothing better than a lily to tell a woman that she is ideal and superior to all others.... So I am giving this one to you." He put the flower on a little box of glass and closed it, using his quirk to prevent close and pressed against the flower to not decay.

"You and your mother are above of all things and people on the world for me." He smirked at the adoration on her little golden eyes as she jumped on him to give him a hug.

"I knew it you loved us!" She squealed when he pinched her to get off of him.

"Go with your mother already you brat." He ruffled her hair with a nonchantly look as Yua stormes off "Hey put that flower on your room dont carry it everywhere you go!"

Soon you entered his office to give him your good byes and wishes of a good day. Begrudily he allowed to a simple kiss, not ever admiring how he usually craved for those as he wished a good day for you as well... jumping on a pile of work and waiting for the hour both of his girls would be back.

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"Slow down pumpkin!" You giggled as you walked hand on hand with Yua... well, actually you were being dragged by the little girl.

"The ice cream stand will close mama if we slow down." She looked up at you with the same look Chisaki gave to you when you asked "stupid things" as he said.

"Fine fine." You picked her up with a huff before nuzzling your nose agaisnt her, making her giggle "Straberey flavor huh?"

"Yep!" She nodded "Just like daddy!"

You smiled at sign as she talked politely with the man whose was selling the ice cream.

"My my." You yelped and twirled around, scaring your daughter accidentaly without wanting "Isn't this a pretty sign my boys?"

A man with a tuxedo was surrounded by younger males as you brought your daughter closer to you as she wrapped her arms around your neck, sensing that this was not a start of a good talk.

"Is not everyday we get to see Overhaul's plaything and a failed abortion walking around." You growles at them as Yua clinged to you tighter.

"If you wouldn't mind sir. We are doing nothing to annoy you or your minor gang. So excuse me and let me and my Yua alone, will you?" You give your back to then with a huff, thanking the man and handing the ice cream to your daughter, whose was playing with the little molded flower she had just been gifted by her father.

The man took his cigarette out of his mouth with a huff. The other males staring at him expectantly before he chuckled.

"Get them."

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"No master Overhaul. They didn't come back yet."

"Sorry man. Hadn't see them all day."

"Didn't saw (Y/n)-sama neither Yua-chan all day sir."

"I'm sorry master but (Y/n)-sama didn't called me back."

He was almost going crazy. Your phone went straight to the mail. Nemoto hadn't gotten a message for him to pick you up and Yua... Heavens what the hell happened with his wife and girl?

"Chisaki stay calm my boy. Maybe they just are enjoying some time between mother and daughter." Pops tried to calm his sucessor down, trying his nest to not freak out as well at his daughter in law and granddaughter dissapearing.

"(Y/n) is not one to turn off her phone Pops." He got up abruptly and picked his jacket and tossing over his shoulder "I will go look for then, call me if anything old man."

"Will do my boy. If anything I will send some of the guys to look after these two."

With one nod he got out, not caring if it was starting to rain...

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"We searched the whole place Chisaki they're not here." Chrono pointed out regretfully as Kai checked his phone at each two minutes.

"If not here then where would these two would have gotten..?" He mumbled under hsi breath while walking. His phone buzzed on hsi pocket and hsi heart skipped a beat at the thought of finally being you to tell him you were okay, that Yua was okay, to hear his little blgirl chip in the phone to tell him about the walk like she usually did despites his scoldings to not interrupt his mother.

Although when he took off the phone of his pocket there was only two messages. One of Mimic and one of Pops.

Mimic

Dont come here dude... for your sake.

Pops

Kid... please come back home.

What the hell happened...?

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The moment his car was turning on the street he braked brutally when he saw police cars parked in front of Shie Hassaikai.

"FUCK THAT BITCH KNOCKED ME WHAT WAS THAT K ... Kai ..?" when Chrono recovered from the fright of the friar he was able to see the face of his childhood friend, pale as a ghost.

Not only police cars but he had a car that he would never think of seeing in his life ... a funeral card.

He accidentaly overhauled the door of the car. Ignoring the calls of the cops and hurting one that got in his process where he was walking...

He then saw a black send toilet loaded on a table and another but much smaller ... Pops arrived at him but what he said did not make sense ... he barely knew what to do or look until he saw a little arm outside bag ... dropping something very familiar to him.

The flower he picked up. The lily he gave to his daughter ...

He let out a scary scream that even scared the police after he accidentally overhauled the guard's arm that was preventing him from passing

When he used his quirk to open the two bags and his golden eyes widened on the almost unrecognizable faces of his wife and daughter.

They broke your nose ... you was stabbed and he wanted to vomit when he heard from a coroner that you were raped ... while his poor daughter had her body burned and beaten ... also with evidence of rape.

"NO!" he cried and screamed. an act of despair when using the overhaul to at least try but the guards caught him just when he was going to use touching the dead body of his child and wife.

"LEAVE ME YOUR DISCRAFTS IS MY DAUGHTER AND MY WIFE THERE FOR GOD'S SAKE FUCK-!" He cried as Pops almost begged him to calm down while the coroners took the bodies to the funeral van and closed the doors.

The screams and cries echoing of Overhaul were able to even leave each policeman, hero dying the death of a mother and child.

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He was sitted with his head in his hands, eyes still wide open as Pops talked with the officer.

"We will do our best to discover whose were responsible for-"

"WHAT FOR SINCE NONE OF YOU DO SHIT ON YOUR LIFES?!" he punched the wall behind him as he glared daggers at the young hero.

"Forgive my-"

"NO. DONT "forgive my son" BULLSHIT POPS! I WILL FIND MYSELF THE RESPONSIBLES AND THEY WILL FUCKING PAY FOR EVEN TOUCHING ONE FINGER ON MY WIFE! MY DAUGHTER! MY FAMILY!"

Nd with that he stormed out of the room...

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He stood on a pile of blood soaked floor with bodies around him... the fluid of the bastards dripping from his hands and face... he panted tiredly as he kicked with enough force, to send the mafia boss's head flying to the wall of the place.

He brought his hands to see the mess he had made... sobs got stuck on his throat. Flashbacks of his daughter and wife's smiles and laughter.

His throat was sore... yet he didn't cared anymore when he shouted until he had no voice anymore...

[loki-hargreeves]

Sherlock Holmes Imagine - I Love You

Requested by anonymous 

[MASTERLIST 1] [MASTERLIST 2] Warning[s]: Angst, tragic accident Word count: 2,790

Your P.O.V.

“I’ll be fine” I had told Sherlock as I got into the taxi so I could follow up on a lead. We were investigating a mysterious murder and we found two important clues. To save time, I had suggested he and John’d follow up the trickier one for he had the brains and I’d take the other one. He and John were always together anyway so I left them on their quest so I could hurry up on mine. “Are you sure?” John wanted to know, asking the question that was on Sherlock’s face. They were both worried of me going to an abandoned building alone at this hour. “It’s abandoned, remember? No one’s going to be there” I had just laughed and tried to ease their minds. Just like that, I left.

About half an hour later, the taxi driver dropped me off, I paid him in cash and walked the rest of the way. I took a shortcut through some other buildings and before I knew it, I stood in front of a grey two-storied building that looked like a storm could knock it over like a house of cards. Obviously, it had been white in the past but since no one had taken care of it, it looked dirty and moldy. Nevertheless, I stepped inside through the unlocked door. I was faced with the stank of mold and wet wood. I made a wry face as I kept walking in the dark, not sure what I was stepping into. “Bloody hell” I cursed once I heard rats running away. They were screaming and their tiny feet were enough to make the floor creak. So I took out my phone and turned on the flashlight so I could see better.

Wherever I directed the light, I saw dust and dirt in the air. So far, I had found nothing at all. I felt slightly annoyed I had travelled this far so I would check every corner of this wreck before leaving. I didn’t want to disappoint Sherlock or John. I’ve felt this desire to impress Sherlock lately, probably because our friendship had clearly deepened. I wasn’t sure what was going on but we were definitely more than just friends, but not quite what I hoped either.

I walked upstairs very carefully and kept thinking about Sherlock. Now what would he do? My eyes traced the dirty wooden floors but I saw empty boxes and some abandoned furniture only. Maybe I would find a photo or a letter somewhere? Just as I reached out to open a drawer, my phone buzzed in my hand and soon I heard my ringtone. It was Sherlock so I picked up and held the phone between my shoulder and my face while using my both hands to examine things. “Yes?” I answered bluntly while looking through the drawer. I felt something wet in it that sent shivers down my spine but I ignored it, thinking it was just water.

“Get out!” Sherlock yelled at me and it honestly sounded bad. He seemed so concerned which was so unlike him. I wasn’t even sure if I heard right. “Pardon?” I had to make sure I heard right before I’d storm out of the building. “Get out of that building, now!” He growled roughly and confirmed that I did, in fact, hear right the first time. My heart jumped to my throat and suddenly, the abandoned house felt really eerie. It felt like I had eyes on my back all of a sudden. It felt like the shadows were hiding something terrible, scary enough to make Sherlock this concerned. Finally, I did as told and tried to navigate back to the very weak stairs.

“What is going on, Sherry?” I wanted to know, calling him by one of his nicknames although I was slightly scared. I just reached the bottom of the stairs when I heard a beep. What the hell..? “Our clue..I’ll explain later just get out, please. Run! This isn’t a joke. We’re almost there” Sherlock told me messily. He was clearly upset and worried which was so unusual I trusted him more than I usually did, although he never gave me a reason not to trust him. Suddenly I heard another beep. Naturally, I stopped  walking for just a moment so I could try to hear it again. That was clearly not a great idea. I wouldn’t have gotten out in time anyway but I stopped so I was closer to whatever it was. “Sherlock, I heard-” I began a sentence but it was left short. All of a sudden, a hot gush sent me flying several feet away from the spot where I had been standing on. It took me by surprise so I didn’t have time to acknowledge what actually happened. My phone dropped off my hand and I hit the floor hard, the impact causing all air to escape my lungs. Pain took over my entire body and then I heard loud, annoying ringing in my ears.

My vision got blurry and I blinked several times. Each time I opened my eyes, my vision got worse and my pain seemed to just grow. The dark building began to get some colour, hues of yellow and orange. It didn’t take long for me to realize it wasn’t just any random light, the building was on fire! The strong smell of smoke filled my lungs once I could breathe again, resulting in me coughing painfully, struggling like a fish on dry land. My entire body ached but I couldn’t think of the pain. Adrenaline rushed through my veins and my mind was focused one thing: escaping.

I tried to get up but I couldn’t. It felt like I had lost control of my legs and my arms were weaker than I could remember. So I tried to drag myself away from the hot flames that grew dangerously fast. Would I die like this? Would I choke on smoke? Would I actually go this easily?

I feared the worst as I failed to breathe. It all happened so fast. The room temperature was rising madly and it was making my skin sting, I couldn’t breathe so I was just a coughing ball in the middle of the fire. “N-No..” I choked out weakly as tears rolled down my face. I didn’t want to die! Not like this, not now! But there was nothing I could do about my fate, nothing at all. I would never see John or Sherlock again..

Oh Sherlock. I never even told him I loved him.

“Y/N!” I could swear I heard my name. My ears were still ringing madly because of the loud explosion I couldn’t even remember. Everything made it hard for me to stay focused. My fingertips were bleeding because I had dragged myself on the floor but now I was too weak for that. I just stopped moving, failing to do anything at all as my body just lied on the floor. I could feel life slipping away from me at every heartbeat. The last thing I focused on was the figure a few feet away from me. Whoever it was wasn’t moving for a while. Just at the person ran towards me, my vision cut off and I felt so sick I just knocked out of consciousness. 

                                                                   My eyes felt so heavy but I was determined to open them anyway for I had the worst headache ever. I groaned out in pain as I tried to move my body but I couldn’t. It’s like all of a sudden this horrible pain took control of my entire being and made sure I couldn’t move a limb. “Hey- Y/N, it’s okay. I don’t suggest moving now, I’ve got you” A familiar voice cooed at me. Was that..Sherlock? I blinked a couple times to get used to my weird surroundings. It didn’t take too long until I noticed where we were. Everything was really bright around me and I could hear traffic. I was in an ambulance.

Sherlock had been allowed in it for some reason and he was right beside me. It took a few more seconds for my eyes to adjust to everything. I was scared and I was sure he could tell. Sherlock, who rarely showed his emotions to people was dirty, his face was covered in ash and blood, just like his clothes and he looked like he had been crying. Why was he so devastated? What happened to me?

“Miss, can you hear me?” A woman’s voice made me look away from Sherlock. I tilted my head ever so slightly but even that hurt. I saw a black-haired woman who was clearly a emergency medical worker, based on her clothes and the fact she was in here. “Yes” I whispered weakly, not finding my voice. I found it difficult to focus on something because I was scared and worried. What the hell was going on?

It didn’t take too long until we were at the hospital. They took me out of the ambulance and rushed me away from Sherlock. I didn’t want to be left alone but there was nothing I could do. My fear had developed to panic because I tried and tried to move my body without luck. I failed to hear what they told me and before I knew it, I blacked out again.

                                                            Once again, I found myself waking up in a very unfamiliar place. I heard beeping that let me know I was in a hospital room, attached to a heart monitor. I also had a mask on my face that was bothering me now that I was awake so the first thing I did was trying to remove it. I dragged it off my face and literally gasped for air. That’s when I found out I wasn’t alone.

“Y/N” Sherlock broke the silence in the room. His voice surprised me but I wasn’t startled. I just tilted my head to the right, happy I had a soft pillow underneath me for support. He was sitting on a lousy, green chair beside my bed and this time he was clean. There was still that pain in his blue eyes that worried me. It had to be truly bad if he looked this upset. “W-what..happened?” I inquired weakly and coughed a few times. Sherlock got up and I noticed he grabbed one of those plastic cups and filled it with water before returning to me. 

He handed me the cup and I grabbed it weakly. One of the first things I noticed was that my hands were trembling a lot. Luckily, I managed to bring the cup to my lips and take a few sips that felt like heaven to my dry and sore throat. Once I was finished, I put it on the nightstand beside my bed.

“You were in an accident” Sherlock finally said something. Right off the bat, I could tell it wasn’t the full truth. He wasn’t looking into my eyes nor did he sound as confident as he always did. But I wasn’t in the mood to argue, also I knew he’d tell me everything later. Perhaps it was an accident but I knew it was most likely going to upset me too much right now. I wasn’t in the right state to hear everything just yet. But I did appreciate that Sherlock was here with me.

“How long do I have to rot in here?” I proposed another question. Then I tried to sit but that turned out to be impossible. “Just lay down, you’ll be better later” Sherlock sighed sadly and placed his hand on my shoulder very gently. He was not telling me everything. “Why can’t I move?” I groaned, annoyed I had to be in one place. It was already boring. My question made Sherlock very uneasy. What was he hiding from me?

“Sherlock, speak to me” I pleaded quietly, hoping to catch eye contact with him again. Luckily, he faced me. Something about the way he looked at me both calmed me down but had be worried at the same damn time. His presence was great but seeing him like this wasn’t normal. “It wasn’t just an accident” I stated but it sounded like a question. He shook his head no, confirming what I thought. I nodded to that and expected him to continue.

“You were following a lead on the Luther case by going to an abandoned house alone. We thought it would be safe but John and I figured out there was a bomb planted in the building while we were solving our lead. Unfortunately, we figured it out too late. I called to warn you but-” Sherlock stopped mid-sentence all of a sudden. My heart clenched as I listened to what he was saying. It seemed like he felt guilty although I was pretty sure this wasn’t his fault. He looked away from me and muttered something underneath his breath.

“Hey” I cooed softly and locked eyes with him once again. Then I tried to smile, hoping it would make him feel at least a bit better. I was alive. “I thought..I thought I lost you, Y/N. John and I arrived just as it exploded. It was absolutely terrible” He revealed more to me. I had no idea what he felt. If I would’ve seen a building blowing up that he was in, I would most likely be out of my mind. 

“I’m alright” I reminded him of the truth. That too seemed to be painful for him to hear. “When I got inside the building, I saw you in the flames. You weren’t moving, your..never mind, I thought you were dead. I shouldn’t have let you go there alone” He put the blame on himself. Hearing the genuine distress in his voice was hard to adjust to. I didn’t want him to feel bad. But now I knew that he saved me, he had stepped into a burning building to save me. Sherlock was my hero even tho he didn’t like that word.

“You saved me” I whispered with tears brimming my E/C eyes. That made him knit his dark eyebrows together as he allowed that to sink into his mind. “Of course I did, I love you” Sherlock started off simply but then said those three words I never thought I’d hear. Instant joy and shock crawled into my body and I nearly choked on my breath. Sherlock just said that! He told me words that were rare from him and I forgot about my pain for a moment. It just felt and sounded so right.

“I love you too, Sherlock” I returned the purest of all words known to us. Finally, I saw a tiny smile on his face. We just said that, for real. To surprise me even more, he placed his big hand above mine. “I promise you, Y/N, that from now on I won’t let anything happen to you” He made me a promise that I could feel all the way in my heart. “Sherlock” I whispered his name but struggled to say anything at all. This moment just felt so pure, so unreal. 

            All of a sudden, the door opened and someone walked in. Sherlock and I both looked at the door and there was John with two cups of tea in his hands. “Oh, you’re awake!” John almost gasped once he saw I was awake. He sounded thrilled but also a bit nervous. I was just smiling with Sherlock and it made our friend seem confused. “Okay, what happened while I was gone?” John had to know as he walked further inside, placing the teas on the nightstand. Then he leaned down to give me a friendly hug that I returned as well as I could.

“She is awake, that’s what matters John. Keep her company, will you? I will get a nurse” Sherlock cleared his throat as he stood up. Before he could leave, he bent down to press a gentle kiss on my temple. I felt heat rising on my cheeks as I felt the small contact between us and I swear my heart began to beat faster. It was just my luck that the heart monitor let everyone in the room know that too. 

Sherlock smirked since he heard it but luckily, he walked away without saying anything. John wasn’t dumb so he caught up with things quickly. “He finally said it, didn’t he?” John realized quickly. “He did, yeah” I let him know, being fully aware I was probably way too happy considering I was hospitalized. “It was about time. How are you feeling, besides all that? Do you need another pillow?”  

Author’s Note: Alright, this is my first Sherlock Holmes imagine. I know for a fact it’s a bit ooc but yeah. He definitely cares of you just like he cares about John. I’ve fallen in love with Benedict’s Sherlock Holmes and I just can’t stop thinking about him. I have so many new possibilities to go for aaah! TAGS:  @iraniq  @embrycallsgirl  @blackroseyaz @puddins-princess  @r-alexandra01 @p3aches13 [LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT TO BE ADDED TO A TAGLIST /forever/a certain character/a certain fandom/a certain story/]