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“Chances Are” Ch. 11 (Book 2 In the “Chances” Series) Finn Bálor X OC

Pairing: Finn Bálor X Female OC Summary: After a traumatic childhood and a murder attempt that left her with a heart condition, Miracle Seanoa wants nothing more than to find some peace and fulfillment in her life. Working as a writer for WWE, she's shocked when Stephanie McMahon takes a gamble on her skills and assigns her to a new RAW roster member. None other than Finn Bálor—the man who'd long ago saved her life and captured her heart.

Finn Bálor left his career as a police officer behind in order to chase his true dream of becoming a professional wrestler. Working incredibly hard within NXT, he soon finds himself drafted to Monday Night RAW. He's shocked to see Miracle again, but even more shocked is he to see what a stunning woman she's become.

However, someone else has had his eye on Miracle for a long while. With his infatuation turning to a deep, dark obsession, he's not going to give up on her easily. Finn will have to resort to his past skills as a cop, to protect the woman he loves.

Because if her weakening heart doesn't kill her, her stalker just might... Disclaimers: I own nothing or anyone associated or affiliated with WWE. I own only the original characters. This is just a fictional story that came from my imagination.Chapter Content & Trigger Warnings: Stalkery behavior

Chapter 11

Brooklyn, New York

Barclay's Center

Gerald Collins stalked through the hallways of Barclay's Center, in search of Miracle. He'd already been by the cluster of writers' offices, but with no luck. Finally, he went to the other correspondents and asked them of Miracle's whereabouts.

Their answer didn't make him happy.

In the least.

"Miracle is taking some time off," Renee told him.

"Rumor has it that she might not come back either," Kayla Braxton added. "And I hate it too. She was so good at her job and easy to work with. Fun to be around."

"Why wouldn't she come back," Gerald asked, his temper igniting.

"Well, I heard that there is some sort of love triangle between her and Finn and Becky Lynch," Kayla said.

"Kayla," Renee scolded. "Quit spreading the rumors. That's how they get out of hand!"

"Sorry, it's just what I've heard," Kayla said, a slight flush creeping up her face. "Like I said, they're just rumors, Gerald. There may not be any truth to them."

He nodded dejectedly. "I see. Thanks for the info. I'll see you ladies around."

He walked away, seething. Why wouldn't she have told me about leaving? About taking time off?

He stalked down the winding hallways till he came to Finn's dressing room. He knocked.

There was no answer, so he turned and headed for catering, the only other place he could think of to check.

Once he reached catering he pushed past the swinging double doors and entered the makeshift cafeteria. He quickly spotted Finn sitting across the room with AJ Styles and Seth Rollins. He instantly marched over and jerked Finn around by the shoulder.

Immediately on his guard, Finn surged to his feet and got into a fighting stance. "What's your problem," he asked, his voice rising. His stance relaxed a bit when he saw that it was only Gerald.

"Why'd you go and run Miracle off," Gerald demanded. "She was happy here."

"Whatever happened between me and Miracle is none of your business," Finn started calmly. "She's not your girlfriend, lad."

"She's not yours either," Gerald retorted. "Otherwise she'd be here with you."

"She will be with me," Finn remarked. "Mark my words. If she wanted you, she'd have been with you long before now. If she wasn't interested in me, she wouldn't let me kiss her, that's for sure."

With a growl, Gerald lunged at Finn and tackled him to the floor, landing a punch. But that was as far as he got. Finn threw a punch at his face and landed it right on his nose. Blood began gushing from both nostrils.

"You son of a-" Gerald moved to attack Finn again but was stopped by Stephanie McMahon's authoritative voice ringing out, "Whoa! Gerald, my office. Now."

With that, Gerald reluctantly stood to his feet and followed Stephanie out of catering, pinching his nose with his fingers.

"What was d'at all about," Finn asked, sitting up on the floor. He stood to his feet and took his seat next to AJ and Seth who were too stunned to move at that moment.

"I knew I didn't like that guy for a reason," Finn said, looking over at his friends. "He's a bit too possessive of Miracle where he doesn't have the right to be."

"I've noticed that for the past couple of years," Seth agreed. "When she first started working here and gave him some of her meds to have on hand, he was possessive of her ever since."

"Well, it's going to stop now," Finn said. "Because I can also be pretty possessive of what's mine."

"She's not yours, yet, brother," AJ replied.

"Oh, yes she is," Finn retorted. "She just doesn't know it yet."

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"Bye, Daddy. Bye, Mom. I love you guys. Tell Nathan goodbye for me." After her parents said goodbye over the phone, Miracle hung up and slid her cell phone into the back pocket of her jeans.

She made a quick scan of her apartment to make sure all lights and electricity were off. Feeling a twinge of sadness, she turned to head for the door when there was a loud knock.

Groaning and feeling sure it was Finn stopping by to make one last ditch effort to change her mind about leaving, she finished her trek to the door and answered it.

A delivery man stood on the threshold and offered her a bouquet of scarlet-colored roses.

"Ms. Seanoa?"

"Yes, that's me."

"Flowers for you." He handed them over and then turned around and left.

"Oh, Finn," she thought out loud, closing the door and taking the flowers to the kitchen. She giggled. "You're gonna go broke, buying me flowers at this rate." She laid the bouquet on the island and began looking for another vase for the second round of flowers.

But then she noticed the note tucked into the roses.

Curious as to what FInn had said to her, she pulled the card out. She quickly scanned the single line of text, and gasped.

I told you I'd be back for you.

Her hands shaking, she dropped the note on the island beside the roses. Her breath shuddered in and out of her chest. The roses aren't from Finn, her mind finally computed. They're from him. He's coming for me. I have to get out of here. He knows where I live.

It occurred to her then that she could possibly find out who the culprit was. She dug her cell phone out of her pocket and quickly dialed the flower shop's number on the back of the card. It rang a couple times before someone answered the phone.

"Orlando Flower Delivery. How can I help you?"

"Yes, I had a bouquet of roses delivered to me a few minutes ago and wanted to find out who sent them to me."

"Is the order number on the envelope?"

"Yes. It's MS53049."

"One moment."

Miracle waited as the worker checked the order.

"Oh, yes, I took this order. He paid extra to remain anonymous and to have the delivery made today. Paid with cash. Didn't leave a name or anything."

"I see. Can you describe him?"

"Not really. He was average height and wore a baseball cap over his hair. He just looked like some generic guy."

"Thank you," Miracle said softly, disappointed that she'd learned nothing. "Goodbye."

She hung up the phone and then scrambled for her suitcase at the door. She grabbed it by the handle and rolled it out of her apartment. Quickly, she locked the door and checked it to make sure it wouldn't budge. Then she was heading out to her car and loading the last of the luggage.

Seconds later, she was in the driver's seat and driving toward the highway that would lead her to her Uncle Jeff's cabin.

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"Where do you think she went," Finn asked, dying to know where he could find Miracle.

"No idea," AJ said. "Probably some random place."

"Maybe she's hiding in plain sight," Seth suggested. "Maybe the whole time she's been planning to stay at her apartment."

"I doubt it," Finn sighed. "But I will check and see as soon as I get the chance." He puffed out a sigh again. "I get that it's my fault she left but I just don't know how I'll function without knowing where she is."

"We all have that problem," AJ told him. "I imagine it's the worst for Joe and Ella.

Seth and Finn nodded their agreement.

"I just don't like her being out on her own by herself and that weasel, Gerald running around asking questions about her. What if he's the one that attacked Miracle?" Finn asked suddenly. "What if he finds her before one of us can?"

"Don't panic," AJ said softly. "She's not advertising where she went, so he won't find her, I'm sure." Although his tone indicated that he was now worried as well.

"I've got to find 'er and warn her," Finn said, slamming his fist on the table before them. "It wasn't safe for her to run off like this."

"Well if you find her let Joe and Ella know where she is. They deserve to know before anyone else," AJ replied, taking a sip of his water. "I didn't like this going off on her own either. Not one bit."

"I'm calling her," Finn said, standing up and pulling out his cellphone. "I need to hear her voice." WIth that he dialed her number and then headed out to the hallway to have a bit of privacy.

"Hi, this is Miracle. Leave your message at the beep."

"Miracle, it's Finn. Listen, I really need you to tell me where you are. Gerald is asking about you, and pretty aggressively at that. Don't let him know where you are, love. I have this…" He swallowed hard. "I have this bad feeling that he may have been the one to attack you. Call me as soon as you get this, okay? I love you, Miracle. Bye."

He hung up feeling even more hopeless than before he called her.

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Meanwhile in Tennessee…

Miracle stopped her car in the large circular drive way of the Jarrett's mansion and killed it. She'd decided to stop for a visit with her aunt and uncle before she went to the cabin.

Hurrying from the car, she went to the front door and knocked.

The door opened and Jeff immediately pulled her into his arms, "Hi, darlin'. So great to see you!"

"Hi, Uncle Jeff! It's great to see you too," Miracle returned, hugging him close. "How are y'all doing?"

"Doing wonderful," Jeff said, his blue eyes lighting up. "Couldn't be better."

"I'm glad."

"Well, let's get you inside. Stay for dinner? Kayla and Jennifer will be here in a bit. I know they'd love to see you."

"I'd love to stay," Miracle answered. "It'd be great to see them as well." She paused for a moment and spoke softly. "Thank you again for letting me use the cabin, I really appreciate it. I got a spooky bouquet of flowers right before I left, so I'm glad to have somewhere to go and hide."

Jeff led her inside and closed and locked the front door. "What do you mean, spooky flowers," he asked. He showed her into the living room and they sat down on the sofa together.

"Well, the attack I had? The guy told me he'd be back for me. Well, the note in these roses I got said "I said I'd come back for you." She pulled the note out of her purse. "I actually have it right here."

Jeff scanned the note and almost paled. "Are you sure it's a good idea to have not at least told your parents where you are?"

"I've considered telling just them," she replied. "But no one else."

"Baby, you need to," he said. "It's really not safe to not let anyone know."

"You're right. I'll call Daddy tonight and let him know."

At that moment, Kayla and Jennifer walked in from outside. "Hi, Daddy! Hi, Mom!" They called out. And then their eyes fell on Miracle and they nearly squealed.

"Miracle! It's so awesome to see you!" Kayla hurried over to Miracle and leaned down giving her a hug. "It's been so long!"

Jennifer leaned down and gave Miracle a hug of her own. "Can't believe how long," she added. "How old are you now?"

"I'm 20 soon to be 21. What about y'all?" Miracle asked.

"28," Jennifer replied, while Kayla answered with "32."

"How is Ella and Uncle Joe doing," Jennifer asked. "Uncle AJ?"

"AJ isn't really our uncle you know," Kayla said with a gentle swat at her sister.

"Neither is Joe but we still call him Uncle Joe. It's because you've had a crush on AJ since forever, isn't it?"

"Oh, hush," Kayla said with a roll of her eyes. "And so what? He's a good looking guy," she chuckled.

"Dinner everyone," came Nina's voice from the kitchen. She walked into the living room and saw Miracle. "Oh, my goodness! I didn't hear you come in! Oh sweetheart, it's wonderful to see you."

"I'm happy to see you too," MIracle said, rising from the sofa to greet her aunt.

"How are you doing," Nina asked, returning Miracle's hug.

"I"m doing pretty good," Miracle reported.

"What happened to your finger, and your head," Nina asked, gently touching her hand and forehead.

"Well, I'm sure that Uncle Jeff told you about the attack I had a few days ago. These are just a couple of my injuries is all."

"That's all," Nina parroted with a horrified look on her face. "Who would want to hurt you in the first place? Are you okay now?"

Miracle nodded, "Yes, I'm okay now. Just a little banged up."

Sensing the young woman didn't wish to talk anymore about it, she led Miracle to the dining room, "Well come on. Let's get some food in you. You're much too thin."

"Oh, Mom cut it out. You think all of us women are too thin," Jennifer quipped.

"Well excuse me for not wanting my girls to deprive themselves."

"Oh Mom," the women groaned in unison. Miracle burst out laughing.

This is what I needed, she thought, feeling at home. Some time to relax and recharge.

Later that evening, she drove down the road to the cabin and got herself settled in. Then she turned her phone on and put a call through to her father.

"Daddy," She greeted when he answered. "I decided to let you know where I'm staying, but please don't tell anyone. Especially Finn, okay?"

"Okay, baby," Joe agreed over the phone. "Where are you?"

"I'm staying at Uncle Jeff's cabin. You know the one out in the woods?"

"Well, I have to say that I'm relieved you're close to a relative at least. Be safe, okay?"

"I will, Daddy. I love you."

"Love you too. I've got to get warmed up now. I'll talk to you soon. Bye."

"Bye."

MIracle hung up and then checked her voice mail. She had only one.

It was from Finn.

"Miracle, it's Finn. Listen, I really need you to tell me where you are. Gerald is asking about you, and pretty aggressively at that. Don't let him know where you are, love. I have this… I have this bad feeling that he may have been the one to attack you. Call me as soon as you get this, okay? I love you, Miracle. Bye."

"Gerald," she thought out loud. "Could he have been the one?"

She decided to hold off on calling Finn. At least for now. She needed some rest.

Little did she know that almost a thousand miles away, someone was watching Joe put his phone away, a triumphant smirk on his face.

Bingo, he thought. Her uncle's place.

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my-chaos-radio-00s-list · 2 months ago

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California - Phantom Planet

Call On Me - Eric Prydz

Can’t Fight The Moonlight - LeAnn Rimes

Can't Get Over - September

Can’t Get You Out Of My Head - Kylie Minogue

Can't Stop Loving You - Phil Collins

Cartoon Heroes - Aqua

Catch - Kosheen

Caught In The Middle - A1

Ch!pz In Black (Who You Gonna Call) - Ch!pz

Chariot - Gavin DeGraw

Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol

China In Her Eyes - Modern Talking

Clint Eastwood - Gorillaz

Clocks - Coldplay

Clumsy - Fergie

Come Along - Titiyo

Complicated - Avril Lavigne

Comptine D'un Autre Ete - Yann Tiersen

Cool - Gwen Stefani

(Crack It) Something Going On - Bomfunk MC’s

Crank It Up - Ashley Tisdale

Crazy - Gnarls Barkley

Crazy In Love - Beyoncé feat. JAY-Z

Cry - Kym Marsh

Cry For You - September

Crying In The Discotheque - Alcazar

Dance With Me - Debelah Morgan

Dancing In The Moonlight - Toploader

DARE - Gorillaz

Denial - Sugababes

Désenchantée - Kate Ryan

Destroy Everything You Touch - Ladytron

Dilemma - Nelly feat. Kelly Rowland

Dip It Low - Christina Milian

Dirrty - Christina Aguilera

Disco’s Revenge (Freemasons Remix) - Gusto

Do What You Like - French Affair

Doesn't Really Matter - Janet Jackson

Don’t Blame Your Daughter (Diamonds) - The Cardigans

Don’t Cha - Pussycat Dolls

Don't Let Me Get Me - P!nk

Don’t Phunk With My Heart - Black Eyed Peas

Don't Stop Movin' - S Club

Don’t Stop The Music - Rihanna

Don't Tell Me - Madonna

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Escape - Enrique Iglesias

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Ever The Same - Rob Thomas

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byronlc · 7 months ago

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“Ah, you're awake, my princess,” he got up from his chair, goblet still in his hand, he walked over to the bed. “What do you say about the decor? Isn't it exquisite?” He spun around, arms extended, head tilted back, laughing, not unlike a villain – or a disney princess.

“What was that you said, hm?” His gaze was on her, when she just stared back at him, and only made annoying whimpering sounds. He frowned and tossed the goblet across the room, smashing it against the wall. “Why can't you be happy?! Why can't you be pleased?! I did this all just for you!” He yelled. His eyes darkened again as a surge of Power went through him, making the lights flicker and the curtains blow. – But just for a moment, then everything went quiet, and so did he. Instead of his angry frown, there was a smile on his face – a mocking one.

“Ah, stupid old me. You can't talk.” A wave with his hand and dark mist appeared around Sarah, then faded, and the invisible restraints faded with it.

“So? What do you say?” His smile expectantly.

the vision of chase’s dark eyes startled sarah awake again, brain fuzzy. it was impossible to gauge how long she’d been unconscious. she was lying on a large bed only able to move her head. most of her core strength was non-existent; arms, midsection, and legs feeling like they were submerged in wet concrete. what had he done to her? blue hues caught sight of dim, flickering lights around the dark space. sarah whimpered inaudibly at the sight of chase’s back, terrified that he was in the room with her. she tried to speak, but was still too weak. but her mind was screaming. begging to be released from the torment.

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zaenight · 1 year ago

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wanheda commander of death ch

young lynn collins as young leah shaw(age 14 and up)

Mckenna grace as a young Cordelia shaw(10-14)

Marcel ruiz as a young brandon carver (age 14)

Cordelia was surrounded by five Rotters,you see her and Carver went on a run when they came across them.

They snarled and tried to reach for her,until two of their heads got blown off.

Cordelia sent a nod to her husband,her eyes telling him that she was okay.

Cordelia then grabbed her dagger and plunged it into one of the Rotters heads,then She threw another one planting into anothers head.

Carver plunged his weapon into the remaining walker,checking for any more he rushed over to Cordelia.

"You good?" Carver asked his wife,checking everywhere for injuries.

"Brandon im fine,are you okay?" Cordelia said while also checking him for any wounds.

"Im good." Brandon said pulling Cordelia into a hug,kissing her lips.

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After returning to camp,the Couple washed off,they luckily found cases of water and canned foods that would last them around half a year with the food they had from their last run.

They may be small in numbers,but their skills made up for that.

But anyways.....

Cordelia sat inbetween Brandon's legs,staring at the large bonfire.

She rested her head on his shoulder as he ran his fingers through her hair,hearing Leah laugh as Matthew was chased by Bossie,for being the only child he was quite easy to keep occupied.

Cordelia laughed as Brandon picked her up pulling her more into his lap as he kissed her neck softly.

"God is Angry,he is furious!" Pope exclaimed.

You see a small group of five people thought they could force the reapers out of their compound,causing rotters to enter the walls and destroy where they kept their food and water.

They were tortured and killed by Carver,Turner,Bossie,And Pope himself.

They are the reason they'll have to find a new place,due to the fact their compound was slowly falling Apart.

Brandon and Cordelia listened as Pope continued his rant,the man looked like he would blow a gasket at anytime.

After he was done with his rant they decided that getting some rest would be a good idea.

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⚠️Tw: Abuse,Rape,neglect,drugs(Parents using),(Past occurences),Ptsd,anger issues(mentions) and depression from misscarrige.

*Flashbacks ahead*⚠️

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In the bedroom Brandon stroked Cordelia's hair as she spaced out thinking of her past and of their miscarriage,he knew of her past as a kid and what had happened to her.

When he met her they connected off the bat,they were only fourteen when they had met in a foster home,he would protect her the best he could from the abusive foster "Parents" and the older kids,even took a couple of hits for her.

At sixteen he managed to get into military school for his skills,however that didn't stop them from having a relationship,and when he got the call she was in the hospital he was furious.

he was cautious until she reached out and cried into his chest,that day would forever scar the two.

At seventeen he proposed and they got married four months later.

When he got into the military and came home from Afhganistan he would lash out,and have bad episodes, breaking and slamming things , he never felt safe until he was in Cordelia's arms,they were eachothers saving grace.

Cordelia would hold him in her arms until he fell asleep or snapped back into reality , which took minutes or even hours depending on how bad the episode was.

He would get help by going to meetings , Cordelia right by his side.

But you might want more details,so here are the flashbacks of Cordelia Shaw Carver,please read the warning above.

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Age 10

a fourteen year old Leah sat with her ten year old sister Cordelia,her lip busted and her sister's teary eyes were the first thing the police noticed when they arrived.

And yet they did nothing,they left after their father paid them off,dirty cops they were.

"How many times have I told you to clean this damn mess!" Their father,Vincent Shaw, exclaimed as he wacked Leah with a belt.

"F-Five!" Leah yelled.

The mess in question was a pile of beer bottles and cigerette buds scattered on the floor and table.

Their mother,Debra Shaw,just watched and wacked Cordelia on the head,a disapointed look on her face as she lit her pipe,smoking whatever was in it.

"FIVE DAMN TIMES AND YOU DIDN'T DO IT!" Vincent yelled,grabbing a freshly lit cigerette.

"Dad-What are you doing!? I'll clean don't please!?" Leah screamed as her father went towards her little sister.

"Im sorry! - Daddy please don't hurt her I'll clean!" Leah exclaimed,tears rushing down the teen's face.

"Sorry isn't good enough,that's somthing you'll learn one day." he said,pressing the cigerrette bud onto Cordelia's arm,while slamming it harshly onto the counter.

It wasn't until a crack was heard that Cordelia screamed with Leah watching in horror as she wailed louder and louder.

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Age 11

Leah had brought home a dog , a german shepard that was a search dog in training , however since she was only a puppy,they decided she had to be let go.

Their loss,because for a puppy she was pretty good,the girls found their parents meth stash and other drugs with her help,not that anything could be done about it, finally they decided on thr name viola.

Viola was easy to keep from their parents at first,she was quiet and relaxed,but when their mother came into the room unexpectedly one day,they wanted to run and never look back as she gave them a harsh glare and cursed them out.

They got beaten and bruised that day,but they got to keep viola at the end of it , so that was a plus.

"See Viola looks like you do belong somewhere , maybe one day I will too." Cordelia whispered to the sleeping dog.

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Age 12

"Where are you going?" Cordelia asked her sixteen year old sister,who had a backpack on.

Didn't take a genius to find out what was going on.

"On a trip,I'll be back soon." Leah said.

"How long is soon!" Cordelia exclaimed quietly,not wanting to wake their parents.

"I dont know,hey do me a favour?"" Leah said in a hushed tone.

"What?" Cordelia questioned.

"Take care of viola while im gone,and take care of yourself okay Delia." Leah said,a tear slowly falling down her cheek.

"Why can't I go with you!?" Cordelia said quietly,hers eyes watering.

"Im sorry." Leah said going out the window.

"Please don't leave me here with them." Cordelia cried softly in her bed,viola cuddled up against her whining quietly.

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At 13 her Parents were arrested for Abuse and neglect,after leah left the signs were harder to ignore.

Burns,scars,and bruises lingered on her skin,any sooner and she might've been killed.

"We're sorry about what happened to you." an officer said,his tone soft.

"Then where were you when we needed you!?" Cordelia exclaimed crying,voice cracking.

All she wanted was her sister,It was safe now,so where was she?where was Leah?

and thus began her adventures into abusive foster homes.

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age 14

All of her foster homes were bad,both to her and Viola,the poor dog would have rocks and anything you could imagine thrown at her,especially when her parents got released on "good" behaviour and lack of space,luckily the judge granted a restraining order preventing them to go anywhere near her.

But they could manage , especially when Cordelia made a new friend , Brandon Carver in the home she was currently in.

When they saw each other they just clicked,he became protective of her , and soon he became more than a friend.

....

Brandon stood infront of her as one of the older boys threw a punch that he managed to dodge,pulling Cordelia behind him so she wasn't hit,the two fourteen year old's were being cornered by the oldest boys in the home,by next year they'll be aging out of the system and get kicked to the streets by their current foster parents,who could care less about what was going on,all that mattered was that they got their money.

"Stay still you little-" one of them exclaimed frustrated.

It wasn't until the other teen came from behind them and held a pocket knife to Cordelia's neck.

"Stop moving or your pretty little girlfriend gets it." he said.

"Maybe we'll have our fun with her after we beat the crap out of you." the other replied as he held onto the collar of Brandon's shirt.

Big mistake,when he said that Brandon saw red,Punching the older teen,hitting him so much that his knuckles bled.

Cordelia was tired of being weak,tired of the beatings,and fucking tired of the knife being held against her neck.

She managed to disarm him, as Viola ran into the living room,growling as she bit the legs of the teen holding Cordelia,She was now full grown,smalller than most but still a healthy size.

The boy screamed as Viola bit his leg,blood coming from the wound,She then went over to Brandon,who gasped for air when he got caught in a choke hold.

She growled and bit his legs causing him to scream

and then grunted as Brandon managed to puch his stomach.

The two brawled on the floor neither giving up anytime soon.

Cordelia managed to flip the teen over her,causing him to land on his back with a look of suprise.

That look soon turned into pain when Cordelia twisted his arm and a loud crack was heard,the two brawling boys had froze staring at the screaming teen who was holding his arm, cursing out Cordelia,saying he would get her back one day.

She stared at the second boy on top of Brandon,who had a proud look in his eyes,his nose was bloody and a black eye was slowly forming.

But that didn't compare to the damage he did to the other dude,a bloody nose,bruises,and scratches littered the others face,and one eye swolen shut.

as Cordelia slammed the Pocket knife of his friend into his shoulder he screamed and cried,looking at the glare settling in Cordelia's eyes.

"Get the hell off of him,your going to stay the hell away from us or this knife ends up slitting your neck." Cordelia said,her voice not wavering.

"You heard the lady." Brandon said,managing to lean up onto his elbows,yanking the boy's head back by his hair.

The two ran scared, while Cordelia and Brandon laughed as Viola chased after them barking.

"If I said I was in love with you what would you say?" Brandon asked the girl,his eyebrow raised and curious for the answer.

" I would say show me how much,because everyone I love leaves me." Cordelia said to him.

She was cut off when he slammed his lips on hers,shocking her.

"Then their fucking stupid." Brandon said,smirking at the blushing girl.

"C'mon lets get cleaned up." Cordelia said blushing,letting out a laugh as Brandon carried her to the restroom where the bandages were kept.

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Age 16 (Tw: Rape)

Brandon managed to get into military school while Cordelia managed to become one of the youngest doctors in the country after graduating,the two of them also going to court to be emancipated.

Both were proud of eachothers achivments,Leah had finally turned up,turns out she was now in the military with carver .

Cordelia was pissed but she still forced Leah to tell her about the years they were seperated,Leah also ended up taking in viola, who Cordelia and Brandon couldn't care for with their jobs somtimes taking up alot of their time.

Cordelia was finished with her shift,the girl went out the hospital doors,walking down the dimly lit road.

It wasn't until a rough hand yanked her by the hair into the allyway,she screamed and punched,until a gun was by her head.

"Shh! Shu-Shud up you bi *Gulp* tch." A drunk man slurred,eyes staring her up and down,he looked familiar,but she couldn't place his face as she tried to fight him off.

The gun hit her temple,knocking her out,she woke up with a loud scream,her scrubs were torn,ribs bruised and broken,she was a mess.

Next to her the man laid,his pants down,laying like he did nothing.

Cordelia saw the gun,grabbing it she pulled the trigger,listening to the man scream as he held his penis,Cordelia kicked and screamed at him as much as she could as her vision was fading,her body sore.

She staggered into the road,a car almost hitting her,her vison finally turning black as she fell.

" Oh God!"

"Stay with us kid."

"Your gonna - fine."

"- Call 911!"

The voices yelled until she blacked out.

Brandon Carver was on his way to suprise his girlfriend,flowers in hand,and a smile on his face,waiting until she got home.

Opening the door of their shared home,thinking of what to do in the meantime,when he got a phone call from Leah,the woman screamed and cried as she explained what happened.

Brandon Couldn't breath,dropping the Flowers and his phone as he ran to the hospital.

In the hospital Leah Sat holding Matthew,a little boy,now one,she had adopted him last year when his mother,one of her military friends,died in childbirth.

Brandon ran into the waiting room as Leah got up setting the child down,pulling Brandon into a tight hug.

"What happend! is she-" His words were cutoff by Cordelia herself,with an Iv drip.

"Mrs. Shaw! you should be laying down." A nurse yelled.

Cordelia didn't care she walked towards him ,Pulling him into a hug and crying in his gentle hold,Brandon Carver never felt more vunerable as he held the woman he loved cry in his arms,scared that one wrong move would freak her out.

"I got you,I swear to God Im gonna kill the son of a bitch who did this to you." he murmured in her ear,stroking her hair gently when she looked into his eyes.

Cordelia Sniffled as she was taken back to her room,with Carver and Leah following close behind.

Leah held Cordelia's hand as she slept,the three spoke about living on base when the time came,also seeing if Cordelia could work as a doctor for the soilders or atleast help around base.

"I love you,we'll get the son of a bitch."Carver said getting up as he kissed her forhead,and that they did,they put the bastard in the same hospital.

"Cordelia im fine,you need rest." Brandon said,his hands bloody,as the blonde scolded him,she was still shakey, however she wasn't scared at all,not of men,and especially not Brandon,Leah had gone home with matthew already so it was just them.

He saw the bastard,and even after years,he recognized him as the boy who held a knife to cordelia's neck at fourteen.

Old memories resurrfaced and all he saw was red,that boy got more than a shot dick, Carver gave him bruised ribs and a ripped off ear, he was cuffed to a bed the officer was distracted so it was easy to get in the room.

How Carver got away with it,he didn't even know,almost having a heart attack when Cordelia let out a scream of rage,and then laughed sorrowfully,causing his eyes to soften as she held onto his hand.

"He said he would get me back , and he did , he did get me back,but I got him too,and he's gonna go away for a long time." Cordelia said with a shakey laugh,she's never felt so many emotions before,guess that's what trauma does to you,it just fills you up until you let it all out.

But all that matters to Carver right now is that Cordelia is here with him,alive and breathing.

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Age 17

Brandon did it,he proposed to Cordelia and they got married four months later,and she was beautiful.

*Popping the question*

"Can I look now?" Cordelia laughed,her arms around Carver as he carried her.

"Not yet." He chuckled.

"Now!" He said uncovering her eyes.

They were on a hill,and the view was Amazing,you could see the city.

Fairy lights on the trees brightened the area,a white canopy with a picnic awaited.

Soft music filled the air as Carver wrapped his arms around her,she laughed as he spun her around slowly.

Leah,along with his mercenary friends,such as Turner, powell, bossie,and Austin helped him set it up.

"I never saw myself doing this,I thought I would never get tied down,but then I met you,and I wouldn't have it any other damn way." Carver started.

"Cordelia Shaw,Will you marry me? Make me an even happier man then I already am?" He asked her,kneeling on one knee,a beautiful ring displayed in his hand.

After Afhganistan, the group had issues with money and paying bills,but that didn't stop them from trying to make the most of it,and the smile on Cordelia's face was worth it.

"Fuck yeah!" She exclaimed,Carver laughed as she launched herself into him,sending him to the ground.

After a moment the sound of kisses,flashes,whistles,and clapping echoed around the area.

As the two looked up they saw the group smirking with confetti poppers in hand.

The couple laughed as Matthew aimed the confetti bomb at Powell,only it turned out to be a glitter bomb leaving the man sparkly.

They laughed and danced,when Leah pulled her sister into a hug Cordelia smiled brightly.

*Wedding*

At the wedding Mancea would be the one to marry them,They couldn't be more grateful for their found family.

Pope did the honors of walking Cordelia down the isle,the music drowned out as Carver saw her,she was Beautiful,and nothing else mattered but her.

Their I do's were said,an after party was held after with jokes here and there,Cordelia and Brandon each thought they didn't deserve eachother,but in truth they saved eachother.

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Age 18 a few months before the apocolypse.(Tw: miscarriage and depression.)

Cordelia cried as the doctors told her she lost her baby, Brandon's baby,THEIR baby.

It had been three weeks in the hospital,after she almost lost her life due to a blood clot.

Brandon had to practically shove food down her throught so she wouldn't starve herself,He wasn't gonna loose her,not after they lost their child.

Anytime Leah brought Matthew she would have to hold back tears,thinking of being a mother hurt,alot.

Matthew somehow always saw her distress and bear hugged her,which resulted in leah joining in and they would watch disney movies and eat Ice cream,however that feeling,that ache,would always stay with her.

Brandon would take his anger and grief out in the gym or his personal favorite,the shooting range.

Thats how she ended up going with him,a doctor with military training was a sight to see.

It helped alot,Both knew they would always think about their angel baby,how they could of had a little girl or boy to hold,play,and love.

If they had any kids in the near future,they'll make sure they know their big sibling is watching over them.

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*Flashbacks over* what made you cry the most?

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Brandon gently layed Cordelia on her pillow kissing her forehead,a soft smile on his face when she scooted closer to him.

If Cordelia Shaw ever gets hurt or dies,the world better watch out,or else Carver and Leah will show you somthing worse than hell.

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This took me 2-3 days to write its the longest chapter i've ever wrote lmao😭

What made you cry the most,what would you like to see our walker killing couple do next? and yeah.

#fanfic #wattpad #original character #alex meraz #brandon carver #twdbrandoncarver #twdcarver #carver #clarke griffin #elizamorely #eliza taylor morley #eliza taylor

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thewintersoldier · 2 years ago

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Sebastain Stan as Chase Collins THE COVENANT (2006) - dir. Renny Harlin

#literally how is he 24 here he looks half that #the black eyes do be hot tho 👀👀👀#sebstanedit #horroredit #filmedit #**#*tb #*chase collins #*the covenant #*horror #horror tag #ch: chase collins #film: the covenant #posting mostly because i want this outta my drafts

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byronlc · 10 months ago

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"you’re not my friend, you’re a monster." - sarah wenham for chase

“That’s not very nice. It's a very hurtful thing to say.” Chase pulled a face, touching his chest above his heart, lowering his gaze. “Very hurtful. Especially when I've been so…” He looked up, just with his eyes, his lips curled up in a smirk. "Nice." Grey eyes flashed black and the blonde girl was pushed back against the wall. In an instant he was right in front of her. One hand resting on the wall beside her head, his other hand playing with a strand of her hair, as he leaned down, tilted his head, watching her like a predator watches his prey.

“If you can’t be nice, you could at least be polite and apologize.”

#ch. chase collins #th. chase x sarah #vntagetee

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byronlc · 6 months ago

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Of course, Chase noticed her blush, noticed that it made her look even prettier. But being a gentleman, he did not comment, just smiled at her and enjoyed the view, very much.

He chuckled softly at her comment about Andy's boyfriend and him. “Impressed, hm? I wonder what she told you about me that made you come up with horrifying images of his date” His curious grey eyes looked straight at her, he slightly tilted his head, his brows furrowed as if he was trying to see those images. “She probably told you, I work in front of the computer all day. So were you expecting some pimply nerd with thick glasses, greasy hair living in his mom's basement?”

She looked at their hands as he held hers for a while, and smiled, lifting her eyes to make contact with his.

Once they broke contact, she rose a brow as he walked around to pull her chair out for her.

"Oh.. thank you." She chuckled softly. "Such a gentleman." She replied, taking her seat.

Gabby didn't often blush, but at his words, she did. "Oh... I don't think she had anything to worry about, he's more like an annoying brother. But.. thank you." She smiled. "I have to admit, I was getting all kinds of horrifying images in my head as to who she might of set me up with. But I have to say, so far I am very impressed with her choice." She breathed.

#ch. chase collins #th. chase x gabriella #entangledmuses #v. modern #i see queue

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bolontiku · 5 years ago

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“New Treasure”

Chapter 3

Alternate Universe

Dragon!Steve Rogers x Chase Collins

Word Count: 2577

Summary: Plotting to steal his magic is easier said than done. Emotions tangle everything up and Chase needs no one, Steve's dragon demanding he take his claim.

Notes: NSFW, the smut happens.

Steve could feel eyes on his back, knew the kid was up to something and stifled a snort. Not much he could do at the moment. Injured, powerless, and looking like an abandoned puppy that had been kicked and left out in the rain, the only thing Collin would be able to do was give him puppy eyes and hope for the best.

“Do you think… you could help me get my magic back?”

Steve paused at the quiet defeated sound of his voice, swallowed and continued cooking. “You’ve depleted all of your magic, I had heard tell of that happening but never met a witch it happened to. They tend to be dead after such a thing happens. It’s been ages since I’ve come across a witch actually..” He paused, scowling, he always had a weakness for big puppy eyes and hopeless causes. Chancing a glance over his shoulder, he could see that the kid indeed had big puppy eyes at the moment and his gut twisted with a fierce want. Turning back to the steaks in front of him he forced the urge to wreck the brunette down. Maybe he should’ve just dumped the kid at the hospital? Ipswich had a good one, he didn’t visit it of course, if there was any need for medical assistance he would just call Sam or in worst case scenario, Nat.

Chase stared at his feet, he couldn’t just ogle the guy behind his back. Though he had a nice ass, he forced his eyes down at Steve’s feet. Black boots. Better. He didn’t want to think about the emptiness that was growing inside of him. “You live alone?” he asked, clearing his throat, his ribs were still a bit sore.

“For the time. Once a year someone will drop in,” Steve answered quietly.

“Someone? So, you do have family?” Chase wondered if anyone would be by sooner than later. Could he manage to steal the man’s power? He could figure something out he was sure of it. His stomach growled and he slapped an arm around it as the blond smiled placing a plate in front of him. Juicy steak, potatoes and a side of veggies, Chase was certain he would pass out from the hunger that rose up inside of him.

“Hm, they are like family,” he answered, Steve watched with amusement as the kid devoured his plate, pleased when cerulean blues eyes met his and a blush settled high on his cheeks. He smiled around a fork of food, “glad you like it, you’ll need to eat plenty to recuperate. How do you feel?”

“Ah, I feel… good. Sleepy.” A yawn kept him from saying anything more and Steve was up collecting the plates.

“Then time for bed.”

Chase frowned, “don’t I get a tour?”

Steve raised an eyebrow, “how about in the morning?” he asked grabbing Chase’s arm as the brunette stood, still wobbling. “You need a bit more sleep.” He saw him open his mouth to refuse and sighed, “sleep,” he hummed touching his forehead.

Black lashes swept down and Steve easily swept him up into his arms unable to keep from chuckling. He knew it was unfair to use his own magic, but his new guest was only being stubborn. A full night's rest was needed and he would make sure he had it. In a few days he was sure the kid would be ready to go and he wanted to enjoy the little bit he could. He didn’t like the idea of the kid leaving, his dragon unsettled at the thought, he shoved it down. Steve wasn’t sure exactly why he was feeling the way he was, perhaps he had stayed home too long? He should call Nat, maybe join her for a few weeks, it would be a good idea to get out of the house.

Steve frowned as he slid Collin into the bed and pulled the covers back up around his shoulders before moving to the other side and dropping into bed beside him. He tucked an arm under his head and wondered what the story was behind the witch he had come across.

The one he had spoken to before even laying eyes on. Steven shifted, looking over at the kid, it had come out of nowhere, the feeling of desperation. Someone was giving up, this person was weak and scared, their determination dissipating, ready to give up.

And he couldn't let that happen.

Steven had reached out with his dragon before he could think twice. He had only done that with Nat. He wasn’t sure how to feel about that.

Chase flinched as he felt a pulse of power slam into him, Caleb smirking as he slammed his new additional powers into him, sending Chase flying into the fire. He had scrambled to force his own powers into blocking the brunt of it, but he slammed into a beam, hitting the ground hard enough to knock the wind out of him. Fire roared around him as he crawled to his hands and knees, struggling to suck in a breath, smoke making him cough. He heard the creaking too late, burning wood came crashing down atop him, pinning him down.

He would die.

Chase let out his breath, he could lay here and die.

He should.

No one wanted him.

Story of his life.

‘Get up...’

The words echoed within him and Chase squeezed his eyes shut. No one needed him. This was the end.

‘Not yet, c’mon kid, get up.’

The fire roared, a dragon growling ferociously, Chase screamed blowing the fiery debris off of him, struggling, reaching deep within, this would be the last that he had. It worked, he managed to stumble up, everything was a blur- he screamed, everything hurt so badly-

“Collin! COLLIN!! WAKE UP!!”

Stormy blue eyes shot open, mouth falling open with a silent cry.

Steve grunted as Chase caught him off guard, fist connecting solidly just under his jaw with a solid crack. It was so sudden, Steve himself wasn’t prepared for his own reaction, dark blue scales erupted under Chase’s fist, the dragon within roaring in response.

Chase cried out when Steve’s hands on his arm suddenly dug into his flesh, talons easily tearing into him, fear and panic very real as the blond above him pinned him down with ease, the bed creaking under the sudden weight of the beast above him.

And just as suddenly there he was again. Steve was staring down at him, swallowing deep breaths.

It took a second, a belated breath, then Chase screamed, shoving the blond off him and scrambling off the bed, running before his feet made contact with the floor and slamming right into the side table. Steve caught him before he hit the ground, wrapping his arms around the brunette.

“Shhh, I’m sorry, I’m sorry Collin… shhh, it’s okay, it’s just me.” He reached around hand wrapping around the arm that was bleeding, magic stopping the blood. He had used more of his power in the last day than he had in the last century.

Chase shook, terror silencing him, keeping him from struggling as Steve buried his face in his neck. He had seen the rows of sharp teeth, was he going to rip his throat out?! What was he?!? He made a noise as a hand gripped him, cursing loudly before warmth stopped the pain in his arm. He should get away, he needed to get away, pulling he found there was no chance of breaking the blonds grip on him.

“Shhh, Collin, shhh… I should have been ready for that, I woke you up from a nightmare, shhh, take a breath.. Breathe in… c’mon.”

“Nghh,” the sound was alien even to his own ears, he had never been one to feel like a victim, actually he was always confident and secure in his own right, but right now, now he just wanted to get away. He was shaking head to foot and he couldn’t stop it. “Get. Off. Me.” he growled.

Steve could feel him shaking, held him tighter, “I didn’t mean to frighten you.” He should let him go, let him have a minute, he could put him up in one of the spare bedrooms, he had been a little selfish making him sleep in his own bed. He’d have to make the bed, if he wanted to even stay. Honestly, he should have let the kid go by now. Why didn’t he? What was this feeling?

Chase stumbled forwards, he had expected him to pull him closer, hold on longer- it hurt. He swung around facing Steve, frown marring his face, before he took a step back. He took another step back as Steve took one towards him, the blond pulling back and stilling. “What was that?”

“If you want to stay… there is a guest room three doors down, you’ll need to make the bed.”

“Don’t want me in your bed anymore?” Chase bit out with a crooked grin, he straightened and even though he still shook his the grin stayed in place. “What? Just because I found out you're a slimy lizard now you're gonna let me go?” what was he saying? Why wouldn’t he shut up? “Figures, just like everyone else, no one trusts me with the truth. Fuck this, I’m out.”

Steve didn’t move, shock keeping him rooted to the spot even after Collin had disappeared from the room. Collin’s voice echoing through his head, “Figures, just like everyone else, no one trusts me with the truth.

Chase could feel his heart in his throat. Why was he so upset? Why was he running?

The man was a fucking dragon!! He had seen the scales, the teeth, his eyes had changed. Why had he said that? He didn't even know the guy enough to be feeling this way. What was he feeling anyhow? Everything tumbled around, heat trailing up his neck, eyes stinging, why had he even entertained the idea the guy wanted him around? He had thought…

He grabbed the doorknob, how he had found the front door he wasn't sure, he didn't even know where he would go. He just needed to go. Ipswich was out, he could go back...back to nothing. He had nowhere and no one, it wasn't the first time. He had always been alone.

He'd be fine.

Just fine. He squared his shoulders even as he swallowed the lump in his throat, his shoulders shaking against his will.

Fine.

Large hands slammed on the doorframe on either side of him, framing him in, hard body pressing against him from behind. Chase turned large blue eyes up at the blond unaware of the small noise that escaped him.

"Where do you think you are going?"

The low growl sunk into his being and Chase pushed against Steve. "Leaving." He tried not to shiver as he saw Steve's blue eyes blow as the blond wrapped an arm around his waist.

"Where? You have nowhere to go."

Chase swallowed, eyes closing, body responding without his permission. Steve was unlike anyone he had met. Chase couldn't ignore the pull between them, but it scared him. He had never felt that way for anyone and he had been with plenty of others, he had never been picky about his partners. They were all the same.

Steve was down the stairs and caught Collin before he had a second to think about it, the dragon within roaring and begging to be released. Demanding that he stop the kid from disappearing.

Steve had felt the waves of fear, mixed with a dozen other emotions. Worry, confusion, desperation, mostly the emptiness that accompanied loneliness.

He pressed closer to him, his dragon liked the sound that escaped him as he did so. He should back off, he pressed closer, lips dragging along the exposed skin above Collin's collar. Excitement thrumming through him as Collin pressed back into him, even as he talked about leaving.

"You're going nowhere," he growled tugging Collin closer, his dragon at the edge, dangerous, this was dangerous, he could hurt him. His dragon demanding he take what was his, 'claim him. Ours. He is ours,' it roared possessively.

Chase turned his head, stretching up to press his lips to the others, shivering as a low growl escaped him, rumbling through from the blonds chest, up into his throat. He was dangerous, Chase wasn't even sure what he was doing, he had heard of them but no one had seen a dragon in ages. They were believed to be dead and long gone and yet, here Chase had one. Right here, steel bands wrapped around him and something in him ached to stay, ached for the blond to...to… what? What was this damned feeling?! It was frustrating and when Chase was frustrated he could only respond with destruction.

This time he didn’t.

The kiss was unexpected, soft and uncertain. What Steve hadn't expected as he struggled to keep a hold of his dragon was how it would react. As if a soothing balm had been applied the moment their lips met and Steve was back in charge. He shoved Collin into the door, hands shoving at his pants. Collin reacting just as eagerly, both men groaning in unison as Steve finally buried himself in him in one quick hard thrust.

Chase rocked his hips back as Steve thrust into him, driving out noises he couldn't remember having made before. He dropped his head against the door, breath catching with each thrust from the blond, "fuck…nn, fuck...shit! God.. Please, don't..d-don't stop!" blue eyes fluttered shut, this felt right. All the turmoil that had been building, the emotions swirling within him cleared as Steve’s teeth nipped along his jaw.

Steve grinned, lips pressing to the long curve of Collins neck, tongue swirling over the beating of Collins erratic heartbeat. Pleased as the kid drove his hips back, taking him deeper, Steve's grip tightening on his waist, teeth nipping along pale skin. He reached up, tearing the shirt to one side baring more skin, lips following along his shoulder. This was as natural as breathing, it felt like the first ray of warm sunshine falling on your skin on a warm summer day, Steve knew, knew that his dragon was demanding he take what was only right, what was theirs. ‘Ours.’

Chase gasped as sharp teeth sank in, pain gave way to pleasure and he cried out as his vision blanked out into white, fingers gripping the frame of the door as bliss weakened his knees. Steve thrusting into him hard and fast before he drove in with one final thrust of his hips, a loud grunt and came deep inside him, stilling as he held Collin in his arms, holding the brunette up as his knees gave out. Both men stood breathing heavily, Steve running his tongue along where he had placed his bite on the slender shoulder, listening to Collins heartbeat calm, mesmerized as it slowly matched his own. The dragon within rumbling in content and quietening.

"Guess I'm gonna stay for a minute."

Steve huffed, gently pulling out. "Guess I can make the guest bedroom up," he answered. "Maybe you can tell me your real name now?"

Chase bit on his bottom lip, turning as he caught his pants in hand and straightening himself out. "It’s Chase Collins. I am a son of Ipswich.”

#new treasure #steve rogers #chase collins #chase collins x steve rogers #dragon!steve #witch!chase #au #alternate universe #ch 3

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fuckallthegood0nesweretaken · 3 years ago

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Runs in the Family CH. Two

Book: Chamber

Title: Dirty Blood

Words: 2705

Warnings: Use of a slur (mudblood), broken bones, Reader gets petrified

A/N: Enjoy chapter two!

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Your first month at Hogwarts was amazing. You found out that you were an amazing flier and that you had an affinity for potions. Madame Hooch loved you and Snape had begrudgingly accepted you as one of his best students. Most of the students had figured out by then that you were Harry Potter’s cousin and they either hated you or loved you.

Most of the Slytherin’s hated you and you thought it was just because of your cousin. But it turned out to be because you were a Muggleborn. One day, you were passing by a group of Slytherin students in the hall when Marcus Flint shoved you into the wall.

“Get out of the way, stupid mudblood,” he said. You had just rolled your eyes, but those words stopped most of the people around you.

“What did you just call her?” Cedric said.

“I called her what she is. A mudblood.”

It looked like Cedric was fighting himself on whether or not to do anything, but it didn’t stop the twins. They hexed him at the same time and Flint went flying against the wall.

“Guys, stop!” You said, getting in between them.

“He called you a mudblood,” George seethed.

“He deserved what he got,” Fred said.

“I don’t know what that means and I don’t particularly care. It’s not worth getting in trouble for.” You put your hands on their chests and held them back.

“Weasley!” Everyone turned to see McGonagall rushing down the corridor, Snape close on her heels.

“What happened here?” She asked.

“Flint called [y/n] a mudblood, professor,” Cedric said.

“And why is Mr. Flint currently on the floor?” Snape said.

“Those Weasley twins hexed me!” Flint groaned, trying to get up from the floor.

“Detention, both of you. And twenty points from Gryffindor,” McGonagall said. She turned to you and Cedric. “Ten points to Hufflepuff for the two of you not starting anything and ten points from Slytherin for the use of a slur. Mr. Flint, go to the hospital wing. The rest of you get to class.”

Everyone started walking again and you looked at Cedric.

“Slur?”

“Mudblood is a nasty way of saying Muggleborn. It means dirty blood,” Cedric explained. “It’s mostly used by witches and wizards that believe in blood purity and that anyone other than a pureblood is not deserving of having magic.”

“That’s awful,” you said, voice hushed. “How can some people think like that?”

“It’s deeply rooted in our society and it’s disgusting. Don’t let it get to you, [y/n].”

“I-I’ll try.”

Cedric gave you a smile and patted your shoulder, walking to his next class. You didn’t have any classes for the rest of the day, so you made your way down to the Great Hall to study. You sat down next to Ginny and she frowned at your upset demeanor.

“[Y/n]? What’s wrong?”

“Flint called me a mudblood and the twins got in detention for hexing him.”

“He called you what?” Ginny was shaking from anger and you put your hand on her arm to calm her down.

“I’ll be fine. It’s just a word. We don’t need you getting in trouble either. Let’s just study and try to forget about it, okay?”

“If you say so.”

The two of you didn’t talk about it for the rest of the night and when it was time for bed, you found a small pile of chocolate and a note from your Housemates. The other two girls in your dorm weren’t there yet and you let out a watery laugh as you read the note.

[Y/n], don’t let that bigot get to you. You are more than your blood and you’re better than him already. We are lucky to have you be a part of Hufflepuff House and don’t let anyone tell you different.

It was signed by everyone and you smiled, putting it on your bedside table. You had already changed into your pajamas so you curled into bed with a book you had brought from home and fell asleep while reading.

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Soon, it was Halloween. The castle looked beautiful all decorated and you were excited to spend the holiday at Hogwarts. Since it was a Saturday, there were no classes and you spent the day flying outside. You had gotten permission from Madame Hooch to practice flying in order to get on the Quidditch team next year, and Cedric was helping you. He was Captain of the team and he had seen you start learning how to fly and thought that you would make a great addition to the team.

The two of you had spoken beforehand to try and determine what position you would play and after reading about the game, you had chosen to be a Chaser. So the two of you practiced throwing the ball back and forth and throwing it through the goalposts. You did that through lunch and only stopped once it was dinner time.

“I’m not saying that you’re definitely going to get on the team next year, but if you keep up with your practicing over the summer, you should do well in tryouts,” Cedric said.

“You really think so?” You said, eyes lighting up.

“I do.” Cedric ruffled your hair and you laughed as you tried to get away.

The two of you went into the Great Hall for dinner and you said bye to Cedric as you walked over to the Gryffindor table.

“Hi guys!” You said. You sat down next to the twins and they grinned at you.

“We saw you practicing earlier,” Fred said around a mouthful of food.

“You planning on joining the team next year?” George asked.

“I’m definitely going to try out. I love flying and the sport seems fun,” you said.

“Well then we’ll meet on the field.”

“Fred and I are the Gryffindor Beaters.”

“We won’t go easy on you.”

“Then I won’t go easy either.” You gave the brothers a wink and Ginny laughed.

The rest of dinner went by without a hitch and after, when you were going back to your dorm, you ran into Harry, Hermione, and Ron. There was water all over the floor and when you looked at the wall, your eyes widened.

“Enemies of the heir, beware,” Draco said. “You’ll be next, mudbloods.”

He glared at you and Hermione and you glared at him. There was a chill settling in your chest and you only heard Dumbledore telling everyone to get back to their dorms. Shivering slightly, you followed your House to your common room.

---

Mrs. Norris being petrified and the Chamber were the only things everyone was talking about the next couple days. The only thing that stopped that talk was the fact that Gryffindor and Slytherin would be playing against each other in the first match of the Quidditch season.

You were cheering for Gryffindor, and standing with the younger two Weasley’s and Hermione. You were in awe at the game and how fast paced it was. It was one hell of a game, your eyes darting everywhere, trying to take everything in. You could feel your throat starting to get scratchy from yelling and shouting, but you didn’t care.

When Wood’s broom got smashed by a bludger, you flinched. It looked like it would be super painful to be hit by one of those. Then it started chasing Harry.

“That’s not supposed to happen, is it?” You said.

“No. That’s a rouge bludger and it’s been tampered with!” Hagrid said. Ron went to stop it, but Hermione told him not to.

The bludger followed Harry for a minute, crashing into everything until Harry managed to lose it for a little bit. Draco said something to him, but you couldn’t hear what it was. That was when the bludger came back and Harry had noticed the snitch. The bludger was still chasing after Harry and it hit him in the arm. You gasped but he managed to catch the snitch. Lee Jordan announced that Gryffindor won and you ran down to the field with Ron and Hermione.

The bludger still wasn’t stopping and was still going after Harry. He barely managed to dodge it before Hermione blasted it to pieces.

“Harry, how’s your arm?” You said, kneeling next to him.

“I think it’s broken.”

“Not to worry, Harry,” Lockhart said. “I will fix that arm of yours straight away.”

“I think we should wait for Madame Pomfrey to fix him up,” you said.

“Nonsense. I’m here and I can do it. This won’t hurt a bit.” Lockhart rolled up Harry’s sleeve and cast a spell. A blueish light came from Harry’s arm and when it faded, you could tell that something was wrong. When Lockhart held up Harry’s arm, there were very clearly no bones left.

“Oh god,” you said, squeezing your eyes shut.

“Yes, well, that can happen sometimes. But it’s very clear that the bones are no longer broken.”

“Broken? There’s no bones left!” Hagrid said.

“He’s right.”

Harry’s arm was flopping around and you shook your head in disgust.

“Come on, Harry. Let’s get you to the hospital wing,” you said. You helped him up and walked him to Madame Pomfrey.

“You should have come to me straight away!” She said once you got there. “I can mend bones in a second but to regrow them entirely? That’s going to be a process.”

“But you can do it, right?” You asked.

“Yes. But it’s going to be painful. You’re in for a rough night, Potter.” Pomfrey poured something into a glass and handed it to Harry to drink. He drank it and immediately spat it out.

“What did you expect? Pumpkin juice?” She was exasperated and rolled her eyes before pouring more. You had wanted to stay, but she said that Harry needed his rest. So after saying goodbye to Harry, you walked out with everyone.

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The next day, it was announced at breakfast that a student had been petrified. You were scared for a couple reasons. It was highly plausible that what happened to Collin would happen to you and if it did, or your parents heard of what happened at school, they would never let you come back. You didn’t want either of those things to happen so after you steeled yourself, you went to talk to Professor McGonagall.

“Professor, can I speak with you?” You asked her.

“Of course, Miss Dursley. What can I help you with?” She put down her quill and you sat down in front of her desk.

“You saw how my parents were, right?” You said, twisting your hands.

“I did.”

“Can you promise me that if what happened to Collin happens to me, you won’t tell my parents?”

“I can’t promise that, Miss Dursley.”

“But if they figure out what has happened here, I’ll never be allowed back. You said yourself that I need to learn how to use my magic or something bad will happen to me,” you said. “I looked it up. What would happen. I don’t want to turn into an Obscurus, Professor.”

McGonagall sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose.

“Alright, Miss Dursley. I won’t tell your parents anything if something happens to you. But only because you’re right.”

“Thank you, Professor. I really appreciate it.”

“In return, I expect you to practice your transfiguration more. It needs work,” she said.

“Of course, Professor. Thank you!” You gave her a smile and walked out of her office. A huge weight was lifted from your chest and you went about your day with a smile on your face.

---

A few weeks later, there was an announcement of a dueling club being formed. You were excited to learn some defensive spells but when you found out who was leading it, you frowned.

“Lockhart? Really?” You said to the twins. “He’s such a sham.”

“Might be.” Fred shrugged.

“But he is the DA teacher. He has to know something.” George put his elbow on your shoulder, Fred following suit.

“I hope so.”

Soon, Lockhart was knocked back by Snape’s disarming spell and you had to hold back a laugh. When Lockhart said that he let Snape do that on purpose, you accidentally let out a snort.

When Harry and Draco were called up to duel you were a little nervous to see what would happen. Both of them hated the other so much that something was bound to go wrong. So when Draco cast a spell that wasn’t expelliarmus, you weren’t surprised. It was only when Draco conjured a snake and Harry talked to it did you start to get worried.

Everyone backed up when the snake landed after Lockhart tried to get rid of it, and that’s when Harry started talking to it. Him doing that brought you back to Dudley’s birthday a couple years ago where he spoke to the snake at the zoo and set it free before trapping Dudley in its enclosure.

As Harry spoke to the snake, you saw it turn to Justin. It went to strike but then backed off. That’s when Snape got his head about him and got rid of the serpent.

“What’re you playing at?” Justin said.

That was when the club ended for the day. Everyone dispersed and you caught up to Justin after telling the twins bye.

“Are you alright?” You asked him.

“I think so? I mean, I thought that we were on good terms, but I guess not.”

“I don’t think that he meant anything by it.”

“Did you know that he was a Parselmouth?” Justin said. He stopped walking and turned to you.

“Parselmouth?”

“That he can talk to snakes.”

“I think so? I saw him doing something with a snake from the zoo a couple years ago. I guess he was talking to it. But it can’t be that big of a deal, right?”

Justin was about to answer when Nearly Headless Nick showed up.

“Miss Dursley, Mr. Flitch-Fletchley! How are you?” Nick said.

The both of you looked at Nick and everything went black.

---

When you woke up, you sat straight up.

“Giant snake!” You said.

“Miss Dursley?” Madame Pomfrey said.

“There was a giant snake, where is it?”

“It’s been taken care of, Miss Dursley,” Dumbledore said. “The Basilisk is dead and the situation is over.”

“Basilisk?”

“That’s the giant snake you saw. Now come on. I’m sure there are some people who would love to see you.”

You got up on shaky legs and was immediately engulfed in a hug. You knew it was Hermione because of her hair and you let out a laugh.

“Thank goodness you’re alright! Harry was worried sick,” Hermione said after she let you go.

“You got petrified too?”

“I did. I had figured out that it was a Basilisk and saw it through my mirror. Let’s go get some dinner.”

You walked out of the hospital wing with Hermione and once you got to the Great Hall, you immediately ran over to Harry and gave him a hug.

“[Y/n]!”

Hermione was the next to hug Harry and you waved to the twins before making your way to the Hufflepuff table. You sat next to Cedric and he was happy to see you back. After Dumbledore made the speech saying that finals were cancelled and you were happy about that seeing as you missed half the year.

The last week of school passed very quickly and soon you found yourself on the train back home. Harry had explained everything to you then and you were glad that everyone was okay in the end. You were also glad that you had asked McGonagall to not say anything to your parents. Even if you had to come up with an excuse for missing Christmas.

It was a nice train ride home and when it stopped at the platform, you didn’t want to get off. With a sigh, you grabbed your trunk and your things before walking with Harry. You said goodbye to everyone, giving hugs to the twins, and left to where your parents would be waiting to pick you and Harry up.

You couldn’t wait for summer to be over and to go back to Hogwarts.

#RitF #Runs in the Family #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter x reader #hufflepuff reader #george weasley x reader

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byronlc · 9 months ago

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“For fuck's sake, Wren!”

He raised his fist, held it mid-air, then froze in this position, bowing his head. His eyes closed, his jaws clenched, he inhaled, opened his fist and exhaled.

“We talked about this. We agreed to not do it,” he had lowered his voice, speaking between clenched teeth as he came closer. Leaning down to her face he whispered though no one was close enough to hear them. It wasn’t that he was above such tricks, he’d done worse last season, they both had. But with the network threatening to cancel after this season, they had to be extra careful.

“That guy is a fucking psycho. You saw the interview. He said he was gonna cut any guy's throat who dared to touch her. – Don’t roll your eyes at me!” His voice suddenly loud. He frowned. “You don’t know if it's only talk. Have you done the background check? I swear I’m having a bad feeling…”

And yet, he couldn’t deny that he felt it too, the thrill, the excitement, the chance to do something extraordinary. When looking at her, Chase saw how nervous she was, but also how she was vibrating with that excitement. And, fuck, it was damn hot.

If there was anything she hated most, was how well Chase knew her and could somehow read her mind. Wren watched the suitor smile and laugh with one of the cast members. Feeling Chase this close always activated something inside her, she often swallowed it down, since every time she gives into that feeling it gets one of them into trouble, or both. "It's good TV and you know it." it may cross a line or two, but it needed to be done. Her assistant had run off set to pick up the 'the one that got away' ex-boyfriend of the girl who was sitting across from their suitor. "She's not the main wifey, and if she's truly wanting Tristan then she'll stay. It's a win-win and you know it. You just didn't have the balls to do it." She insulted as she attempted to walk away from him hoping she could get herself out of a lecture.

#ch. chase collins #th. chase x wren #loveofcharacters #XD that's so cool. i hope you're enjoying the show and all its wtf moments^^#it for sure made me see reality tv with different eyes #i see queue

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jrubalcaba · 7 years ago

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Can’t Help Falling In Love - Ch. 13

Can't Help Falling In Love Chapter 13- A Steve x OFC fanfiction

author: jrubalcaba

featuring: OFC Evelyn “Evie” Collins x Steve Rogers

word count: 1625 words

rating: PG

warnings: cussing, shooting the bird

A/N: shout out to @celeb-fest for her beta work.

I felt so nervous. Today was a big deal. It wasn't just Bruce's birthday, at least for me. Today has the potential to change my life. I've been incredibly anxious all day long, and now, it's go time.

Once I was done getting ready, I pulled Bruce's present out of its hiding place and walked out to the living room. Everyone but Bruce was there, waiting on him. I walked up to Steve, putting my arm around his waist as he kissed the top of my head. “Hey baby. You bring your present?” he asked. I nodded and held it up.

“Yep. Got it right here. I just want y'all to know,” I spoke up, grabbing everyone's attention, “that my gift is going to out-do all of yours, so don't feel bad.” There were ‘haha’s or ‘whatever’s in response.

“Dr. Banner is on his way here in the elevator,” F.R.I.D.A.Y announced. We all stood quietly, waiting for him to arrive. The doors opened and Bruce stepped out, slowly walking over to where we were assembled.

“Uh...good evening. Something I should know about?” he asked warily. We all laughed before Tony walked forward and handed him an envelope.

“Happy Birthday Bruce. We all got you something, and we're all going out for dinner tonight, in your honor.” Bruce smiled before opening his gift.

“You guys don't have to do that. A trip to Bora Bora? Thanks Tony.” The men embraced before Natasha and Sam walked up with their gift. “A bottle of the finest vodka and the finest bourbon. Thanks guys.”

One by one everyone gave Bruce their gift. Thor also gave him liquor, but it was for ‘the other guy’. Rhodey and Sam got Bruce snowboarding lessons and a chance to go skydiving. Wanda and Vision went in together and got him a full hour massage session. Steve, Bucky and Alice booked Bruce some time at a local boxing gym, their services included. Clint gave him a stress free weekend at his farm, along with pictures drawn by Clint’s kids. Finally, it was my turn.

“Alright everyone, glad y'all saved the best for last,” I joked as I stepped forward. Everyone laughed as I handed the present to Bruce, my heart racing and hands trembling slightly. He chuckled before pulling the wrapping paper off and opening the box. He paused as he read the front of the document inside, before he hurriedly sat on the nearby couch. My heart jumped up into my throat as he read more of the paperwork. After a moment, he glanced up at me, eyes brimming with tears.

“Is this for real?” He asked shakily. I nodded, sniffling as I tried to keep my own tears at bay. He looked back at the papers and smiled the biggest smile I've ever seen. He stood up and grabbed me in a bear hug. I hugged him back and we stood there, the rest of the team sharing puzzled looks. After a while, we broke apart, before Bruce picked up the paperwork and walked over to the bar, looking for a pen.

“Uh Bruce? What's going on? What's in the box?” Tony asked hesitantly. Bruce finally located a pen and began to sign the document, answering Tony as he flipped pages.

“Evie gave me the best gift ever,” he called over his shoulder. He finished signing the last page with a flourish and turned to face everyone. “These are adoption papers. As soon as these are filed, Evie will officially be my daughter.” There was a collective gasp, followed by an ‘aww’ from Wanda.

“That is the sweetest thing I've ever seen,” she cooed. I could see that most of the team didn't understand, so I explained.

“Growing up, I was passed around from relative to relative. By the time I would get settled in, I was dumped onto the next person. I don't remember my real parents, and all I know about them is that I severely cut in on their drug habits.” I looked over at Bruce and smiled fondly. “So, for Bruce to take me under his wing the way he did has meant the world to me. And since he has no children of his own, this is a win-win for both of us.” Nods and murmurs of agreement came from everyone.

“Well, it looks like we have more to celebrate than just Bruce,” Tony declared, clapping his hands. I shook my head as everyone made to board the elevator.

“No this is still just Bruce's day. These won't be official for a while, and that's even if they're approved.” Tony looked put out, and I grinned. “Don't worry Tony. If and when these are approved and certified, we can all celebrate then. Promise.” He smiled at that before motioning for me to enter before him.

Once we were all in, the elevator closed and we descended to the garage. Bucky, Alice, Steve and I all got into my Jeep, and we headed to the restaurant that Tony had reserved for us.

“So adoption?” Steve started. I chuckled before grabbing his hand.

“Yes. I didn't want anyone to know, otherwise I would have told you first.” I didn't think this would bother Steve.

“No it's fine. Just never saw it coming is all.” He squeezed my hand as he followed Tony through the traffic. I could tell he was still tense about something, as he avoided my eyes.

“Just think Steve. Now you have someone you can get permission from,” Bucky pointed out.

“Permission for what?” I asked, turning to stare at him.

“Buck…” Steve warned.

“Bucky, drop it,” Alice chimed in. He grinned at her before turning back to me.

“You're Steve's girlfriend right?” I nodded in confirmation. He snuck a peek at Steve before going on.

“James Buchanan Barnes, shut your fucking mouth before I shut it for you,” Steve growled, their eyes meeting in the rear view mirror. Alice slapped her hand over his mouth in an attempt to shut him up before he went too far, but he was able to lean away and keep talking, smirking at Steve.

“What's the one thing that an old-fashioned guy like Steve would want to ask his girlfriend’s dad for permission to do?” He looked back at Steve to gauge his reaction. I glanced over too, slightly alarmed at what I saw.

“Steve, relax before you break my car,” I warned. He loosened his grip on my steering wheel before shooting Bucky a death glare. “Take her out? No he's already doing that. Uh…” I trailed off, thinking. “Oh, asking for her hand in mar-” Oh my god. There's no way. Bucky nodded at me knowingly as a literal growl came from Steve. Alice and I made eye contact, worried about the tension between our boys.

We had finally made it to the restaurant parking lot. Steve had barely hit the brakes before Bucky was scrambling out of the door. Steve put the Jeep in park, turned off the engine, unbuckled his seatbelt and turned the lights off, all in a matter of seconds, before he too was out the door and chasing Bucky down. Alice and I slowly made our way to the rest of the group, watching the two super soldiers throw snow at and chase each other.

“What's going on with those two?” Nat asked as we walked up.

“Bucky let loose a secret and Steve's pissed,” Alice replied. Bucky came running back, Steve hot on his tail. I reached out and grabbed my boyfriend's arm, pulling him towards me, as Alice did the same to Bucky.

“Hey, you guys go ahead. I wanna talk to Steve alone,” I told them. He huffed in defeat as everyone walked into the restaurant, flipping Bucky off as he followed them inside.

“Sorry about that. It's been awhile since we played in the snow. We're not huge fans of it anymore,” he apologized, wrapping his arms around me to warm me up.

“It's ok. Look, if he was being serious, then you don't have to ask for permission. I know it's what men did in your day and age, but nowadays it's not something that's routinely practiced.” Steve was staring at the ground, not wanting to look me in the eyes. “The answer will be ‘yes’ regardless if you get permission or not,” I assured him, ducking to catch his eyes. A smile slowly crept over his face as he realized what I meant.

“That's your answer then?”

“Yes.” He swung me around before setting me back on my feet and kissing me. I smiled against his lips before pulling back. “I'm not into having an audience during moments like this, so I'm good if you are. But, if you had something planned out, go for it. My answer won't change.” He smiled before putting his arm around my shoulder and walking into the restaurant.

“It's good to know your answer and that it won't change. I did have something planned but, if you're ok with this then I won't bother.” He look crestfallen at the thought of not being able to get down on one knee.

“No I want you to do it. I can tell you'll be bummed out if you don't get to do it the way you wanted, so please, by all means, do it,” I offered. He laughed and nodded.

“Ok.”

“Besides, we need a ring first,” I pointed out. I glanced up at him and did a double take. He was smiling his wolfy smile again. “You already have it, don't you?” His smile got bigger before the hostess asked our names.

“Oh, we’re with Tony Stark.” She smiled and led us to the table.

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sulietsexual · 7 years ago

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Its been a while since I asked you meta related things so I just had a random idea - top 5 characters which you just dont understand, top 5 ch which are well writen but you cant connect or like, top 5 ch storylines you would like to alter, top 5 traits of your disliked chracters that you like, top 5 traits of your loved characters you dislike, top 5 ways your disliked characters contributed to the main storyline that youre fine with. For males and females separately so theres room for thought :)

Top 5 Characters I Don’t Understand

Male

Wesley Wyndam Pryce - okay, so this is only from mid-Season 3 onward, but I cannot fathom Wesley’s actions in stealing Connor, consulting with Holtz and doubting/not believing in Angel to the point where he didn’t realise that Angel would do everything in his power to protect Connor. Then his self-righteous attitude post-kidnap is appalling, the fact that he acts like the wronged party and refuses to acknowledge his own wrongdoings and never apologises for his actions all drive me crazy. Just can’t.

Luke Danes, I mean, buddy, pull it together. You say you want Lorelai, yet never make a move and then bitch about her boyfriends and act like a jerk. You say you’re “all in” and then you run at the first sign of trouble and make Lorelai feel like she did something wrong. You tell Lorelai you want her to be honest with you and then you hide your daughter from her for two freakin’ months. You say you want to spend your life with her, yet you shut her out of it. Like, wtf??

Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III, omg, why is he such an abusive asshole? Why does he treat every woman he’s with like crap? Why does he treat Mellie as if she’s insignificant and stupid? Why does he act entitled to everyone’s time and affections? Why does he continually try to give up the most powerful position in America? Why doesn’t he have any ambition? Why does he resent anyone who does??? I don’t understand.

John Winchester. Dude’s always going on about how he “did the best that he could”. Nope. The best he could would have been to raise his boys in a stable freakin’ environment, not push adult responsibility onto his eldest, not treat his youngest like an outcast/freak for wanting a better life and actually being an adult and being there for his boys. How does he justify the way he treated his sons? Don’t get it.

Finn Collins. Dude, you cheat on your girlfriend, neglect to tell the girl you’re cheating with that you even have a girlfriend, don’t tell your girlfriend you cheated on her and expect both girls to still want you? Plus the whole massacring eighteen unarmed people and then ignoring their bodies as the girl you want walks in horrified and look at her as if she’ll love you for your actions? Yikes.

Female

Lorelai Gilmore, she constantly puts her mother down for her privilege and sense of entitlement, yet displays the exact same behaviour. She rejected Chris, then bitches about how he “wasn’t ready”. She thinks all her behaviour is cute but it’s actually really annoying. And she honestly seems to believe that her parents were the absolute worst parents in the world, when it reality they were really good to her and always try to be a part of her life. Pull it together, woman!

Octavia Blake, why does she blame her brother for everything? Why is her solution always violence? Why does she proudly cannibalize people? Why does she think she knows more about a culture she’s been a part of for two seconds than the people actually raised in said culture?

Nancy Wheeler. Why does she want Jonathan so badly? Why does she screw over Steve? What makes her neglect her brother and run off with the guy she just banged? Why doesn’t she think through the consequences of her actions? Why did she offer her brother zero comfort when his friend “died”? What made her think it was okay to chase down Jonathan while he was picking out a coffin for his brother’s funeral to talk about Barb? Girl drives me bonkers.

Joey Potter, so many of her actions make no sense. She pines after Dawson for years and then breaks up with him for literally no reason. She blames him for telling her the truth about her father, after repeatedly saying they need to be honest with one another. She can’t decide between two guys for years. She constantly rejects Pacey yet picks him in the end. She believes she’s entitled to be a bitch to people just because she’s had a tough life.

Aria Montgomery, if your creepy-ass relationship really so important to you that you would lie to your friends and family, threaten your parents, risk your partner going to jail, threaten to walk out on your family and basically cease to exist outside of your boyfriend? Yikes.

Going to put the rest under the cut, otherwise we’re going to end up with a post a mile long.

Top 5 Characters Who Are Well-writen But I Can’t Connect To or Like

Male

John Locke, a great-written character who drives me up the wall with his over-zealousness and delusions of grandeur.

Spike, he really does have a great character arc and characterisation but his over-exposure and the fandom’s adulation of him drive me crazy, plus I hate how his narrative overtakes Buffy’s.

Jack Shepherd, such a great arc, such an amazing journey but his douchey behaviour and the way he treats certain characters means I just can’t like him.

Perry Cox, I find him amusing and do occasionally like him but his lack of self-awareness and overall mean attitude and sexism bugs me.

Dean Winchester, so well-written with a great arc but also abusive, violent, self-righteous, sexist and overall annoying as hell.

Female

Regina Mills, her redemption arc is sloppy but her characterisation was always strong and she’s a fantastic villain, which is why I love to hate her.

Robin Scherbatsky, very well-written with a great arc (until the finale) but I just cannot like her, probably due to her arrogance and meanness.

Rachel Green, now, I don’t hate Rachel or anything but she’s one of my least-favourite Friends characters and I’ve never been able to connect with her.

Katniss Everdeen, a great-written character whose personality I find very hard to reconcile and who I just cannot connect with.

Kate Austin, great arc, great characterisation, full of traits I can’t stand and makes choices that make me want to throttle her.

Top 5 Characters Storylines I Would Like To Alter

Male

Neal Cassidy, he was done so dirty by that damn show!

August Booth, another one screwed over by OUAT and there was so much left to explore with his character!

Dean Forrester, I really hate how much Gilmore Girls dumbled down and assassinated his character.

Boyd Langton, Dollhouse’s weird out-of-nowhere reveal that he was the bad guy completely changed his character and he didn’t deserve that.

Jake Ballard, he deserves better than being second-choice for Olivia Pope.

Female

Laurel Lance, who deserved the fucking world and got nothing, I would change so much about her storyline and eventual fate.

Mellie Grant who, like Laurel, deserved so much and got shit.

Emma Swan, who was character assassinated in order to box her into a toxic ship which decimated everything about her.

Juliet Burke, who should have lived and had a happy life and finally made it off that damn Island!

Effy Stonem, who deserved better than to be sandwiched between two guys who treated her like a prize and blamed her for their rivalry, not to mention the shitty “friends” who used her as their scapegoat.

Top 5 Traits Of My Disliked Characters That I Like (I’m not going to pick my absolute most disliked characters for this, but just 5 characters I dislike in general. Also, probably can’t come up with five for each, so I’ll go with as many as I can list).

Male

Going with Wesley again - love his intelligence, his surprising confidence when he allows himself to show it, his thirst for knowledge and his goofiness.

Spike - I like his bravado, his confidence and his loyalty.

Dean Winchester - similarly to Spike, his bravado, his loyalty and his confidence, as well as his humour and love of fun.

Luke Danes - I like that he’s good at the big gestures, I like his snark and his homebody nature.

Jess Mariano - I like intelligence, his snark and the fact that he sorts himself out later on in life.

Female

Anya Jenkins - love her work ethic and the fact that she handles money well and knows how to budget, save and invest.

Betty Cooper - she’s got gumption, I’ll give her that and she is intelligent and hardworking.

Felicity Smoak - like Betty, she’s intelligent and has gumption.

Cassie from the Animorphs series - she’s compassionate and does try to understand people, which I like.She also has a lot of empathy.

Alison DiLaurentis - she is ruthless and strategic and highly intelligent, all of which I admire, even if her actions are truly sociopathic.

Top 5 Traits Of My Loved Characters I Dislike (again, this may not reach five but I’ll do my best)

Male

Angel - his tendency to make decisions for others, his jealousy, the way he can completely cut off those he cares about.

James Ford - the way he lets his self-hatred affect others, his self-centredness, the way he can be deliberately cruel at times.

August Booth - he lies way too much, his self-hatred, his selfishness.

Neal Cassidy ………….. nope, I love Neal too much, can’t think of any traits I dislike.

Charles Gunn - the way he diminishes himself for others.

Female

Prue Halliwell - that damn pride, her self-righteousness, her judgmental streak.

Juliet Burke ……………. nope, as with Neal, love her way too much to dislike anything about her.

Lana Lang - her Mary Sue traits (this lies more on the writing of her character than her), her tendency to project her own feelings onto others.

Lilah Morgan - well, she’s an evil bitch, but you’re supposed to hate her for that, so I more hate her actions than her herself, such as when she gives Cordy the visions which almost kill her or when she sends people to drill into Lorn’s head.

Jo March - her lack of propriety at times, her judgemental streak, her refusal to adhere to convention (at times)

Top 5 Ways My Disliked Characters Contributed To The Main Storyline That I’m Fine With (I am running out of steam and not sure if I can come up with 5 males and 5 females, so gonna combine them for this last one and again might not make it to Top 5)

Alison DiLaurentis - I like her as a villain, her murder kicks off the whole series which worked well, and I liked that she works as a foil for all the girls, in particular Hanna and Mona.

Spike - love him as a villain in Season 2, love that he works as a foil for Angel in AtS Season 5, liked him stirring things up in Lovers Walk in Season 3.

Regina Mills - love her as a villain, love her as the Curse Caster, liked her dynamic with Emma, liked her as a foil for Snow and Emma.

……. I actually might be out, as usually when I hate a character it’s because of the way in which they negatively impact the storyline.

Whew, I’m knackered. Hope you enjoy my answers, even if they’re not 100% what you asked for!

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