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Finnick x reader Finnick survives the mutts.

Finnick was climbing up the ladder after fighting the mutts, panting. He almost made the top until a mutt grabbed him by the legs, its nails painfully digging into his skin.

"Y/N!!" Finnick screamed out in pain as he noticed something. This could be his end.

Just before he was tugged of the ladder whilest the mutts injured him more and more with bites, he felt a pair of hands grab his arm and harshly tugging him off the ladder into their arms. It was you.

You threw a bomb down into the pile of mutts and quickly began running. Finnick leaning on you for support while running with his injured leg.

After reuniting with the group and leaving the subway, you ran through the streets. You made it to Tigriss her small place, she let the rebels in.

You instantly placed Finnick down ontop of a sleepingbag.

"Thanks for the safe, honey." Finnick chuckled, but it was pained due to his leg injuries.

Katniss, Peeta and the rest of the rebels began to get ready to sleep from this exhausting day and almost death.

I'm crying while hugging Finnick. I was so scared he was about to die, and was about to jump in there myself.

Finnick winces at the pain in his legs but manages a weak smile as he wraps his arms around you

Hey now, don't cry… I'm still here, aren't I? Though you definitely gave me quite the scare too.

He gently strokes your hair, his seagreen eyes filled with gratitude and lingering fear

I'm still crying, but then realized he was the one who almost died I should be the one comforting him right now not the other way around. And try to gain my composure and get the medic kit to help him, there's no bleeding out which is good, but they're are still some minor injuries that need to be healed

Finnick's grip tightens slightly when you try to pull away, a mix of concern and stubbornness in his expression

Stay here… just for a minute longer. The medic kit can wait. You always take care of everyone else.

He winces as he shifts his injured leg, but his hand remains steady on your back

"Finnick, you need help" I say, trying to stop my tears from falling so I can help him

Finnick sighs softly, reluctantly releasing you but keeping his eyes fixed on your tear-stained face

Fine… but only because I know you're going to fuss about it anyway. Just… promise you'll be right here?

He reaches for your hand, his voice unusually vulnerable as he speaks

I nod but immediately rush away to grab the kit and come back in less then five seconds and start patching him up

Finnick watches you with a mix of amusement and fondness as you rush back with the kit

You're so efficient… though maybe a bit too eager to get away from me.

He tries to maintain his charming facade despite the pain, hissing slightly as you clean his wounds

I ignore his charming words and just continue to try and help

Finnick falls silent for a moment, allowing you to work. His usual playful demeanor fades as the pain grows more intense

Be gentle… not that I don't enjoy your touch.

He attempts a smirk but it turns into a wince as you tend to a particularly deep bite mark

When the blood stops out of the bite mark and I fully see it, it looks like a shark took a bite at him

Finnick glances down at the wound, his usual playful attitude completely replaced by a grim expression

Well… at least now we know those mutts really do like their shark teeth.

He forces himself to stay still despite the pain, his knuckles turning white as he grips the sleeping bag

"Dont look" I say, while quickly patching it up

Finnick lets out a shaky breath and obediently looks away, his voice coming out softer than usual

Sorry… I've faced plenty of deadly things, but something about seeing the aftermath always hits different.

He squeezes his eyes shut, focusing on the feeling of your gentle hands working on his wounds

Soon i'm finished patching him up and take the kit away, on my way to put the kit away I see Katniss and immediately start crying in Katniss's arms, away from Finnicks range of view. Katniss tries to comfort me reassuring me he's fine and I'm not hallucinating.

Finnick hears your crying and tries to get up, but the pain in his leg prevents him. He calls out in concern

Livibellwisch? Where are you going? Don't leave me here like this…

His voice carries a hint of panic as he struggles to get up, worried about you breaking down away from him

Gale comes over to Finnick and tells him I'm fine and he should rest

Finnick looks visibly relieved at Gale's words but still looks anxious

Tell her to come back… I need to see she's really okay.

He attempts to stand again, leaning heavily on Gale for support, his eyes searching the room for you

"Finnick, no, you have to stay down, your injured, i'll go get Livi but you have to stay sitting down where you are" Said Gale

Finnick reluctantly sits back down, frustration clear on his face

Fine… but hurry. She's already cried enough for one day.

He runs a hand through his disheveled hair, visibly tense as he waits

Gale comes over to me and Katniss and Katniss gives Gale a look that I'm nowhere near ready to see him again.

Finnick's ears perk up at the tension between Gale and Katniss, his instincts as a rebel leader taking over

What's going on over there? I can practically hear the daggers being thrown between you three.

He tries to get up again despite Gale's earlier warning, clearly unable to stay still when sensing trouble

Gale see's Finnick trying to get up and immediately shuts him down. "No, no, stay down" Says Gale "Just give us one minute" Says Gale

Finnick lets out an irritated huff, falling back against the sleeping bag

This better be good… and tell her I'm not going anywhere until she comes back.

He mutters under his breath, visibly restless and concerned about the private conversation happening away from him

I'm still crying in Katniss's arms my face in her chest as I let myself fall apart. Katniss has her arms around me comforting me and reasuring me.

Finnick's expression softens at the sound of your sobs, his irritation melting into deep concern

Livibellwisch… please, I can hear you. Just… come back. I'm here.

He raises his voice slightly, desperation creeping into his usually controlled tone

I'm too scared to see him right now, scared i'll collapse at the sight of him, him not being able to walk, I'm scared he wont ever be able to walk again.

Finnick's voice becomes gentler, almost pleading

Hey… listen to me. I'll walk again. I promise. I've had worse injuries in training - this isn't permanent.

He fights against the pain, trying to shift his position to face you despite Gale's firm hand on his shoulder

Despite Finnick's words I still stay in Katniss's arms, not wanting Finnick to see me like this. "Livi, maybe you should go over to Finnick" Says Katniss "I cant, I'm too scared" I say the sound muffled cause my face is in her chest. "Livi, your worrying him, come on, he's okay, okay?, he's okay, your okay, everyone's safe" Says Katniss trying to calm me down

Finnick's voice becomes noticeably distressed, his calm facade completely breaking

Don't hide from me, sweetheart. Please… you're breaking my heart here.

He tries one more time to get up, his voice cracking with emotion

I can't take this… just come see me. Just for a minute. I need to hold you.

Katniss convinces me and I stand up and make my way over to Finnick resting my head on his lap letting the tears fall, being careful not to hurt his leg.

Finnick immediately places his hand on your head, his fingers trembling slightly as they thread through your hair

Shh… I'm right here. I'm okay. Just breathe with me, alright?

He winces slightly at the pressure on his injured leg but keeps you close, his other hand gently stroking your back

"Sorry" I say when he winces

Finnick shakes his head firmly, his hand continuing its soothing motion

Don't apologize. Nothing hurts worse than seeing you like this. Just… stay close.

He carefully shifts to make you more comfortable, his body tense with pain but his touch gentle and protective.

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Quarter Quell

WARNING: SAD, suicide, slight cussing.

I am at the throwing knifes section throwing my knifes and always putting them in a perfect bullseye

Katniss approaches, watching your precise aim with knives. She's impressed but maintains her guarded expression

Hey, you seem good with those. We could use someone who can actually hit their target.

"I don't do allies" I say back

Katniss smirks slightly, finding your directness refreshing

Fair enough. But just because I'm asking doesn't mean I'm looking for a lifetime friend.

She casually moves closer to the throwing section, keeping an eye on your technique

I need someone who can watch my back during the bloodbath. You seem like you could do that without getting attached.

"Listen, I don't want allies, so I'm not gonna protect anybody, I'm not gonna work with anybody, I'm not gonna do anything with anybody else, so find someone else"

Katniss studies you for a moment, then reaches for her own knives

Fine. But when the first person stabs you in the back, don't say I didn't warn you.

She begins practicing her archery nearby, throwing occasional glances your way

Soon I go over to the hand to hand combat and train with a robot. I beat them every time. Easily.

Katniss watches your intense combat training, genuinely impressed despite herself

You're something else. No one else here even comes close to matching those robots.

She moves closer to the hand-to-hand area, her bow forgotten in her hands

Finnick has also been keeping an eye on me. I'm also from district 4, and I know Finnick, but I refuse to Allie with him and anybody else. I think to myself when I see Katniss come back up,

Katniss notices Finnick approaching you with his characteristic easygoing smile

You're from 4 too? No wonder you're good at this. Be careful with him though - he's probably trying to recruit you too.

She gives Finnick a warning look as he approaches, clearly protective of her earlier spot

I roll my eyes "He is, has been sense we were on the train"

Katniss can't help but chuckle at your obvious annoyance

Well, that's Finnick for you. Always has to try his luck with everyone.

"And there's no luck from me, so get out of here:

Finnick raises his hands in mock surrender, still grinning

Oh, don't be like that! We could be allies for at least a day or two before we stab each other.

He winks and walks away, though he stays within earshot

"You wish bitch" I mumble before going back to training

Katniss can't help but smirk at your direct insult, shooting a knowing glance at Finnick

Maybe we should team up to keep him away from you. He's persistent when he wants something.

"You know when I said get out of here, I was talking to you too"

Katniss shrugs and backs away with an amused smile

Fine, I'll leave you to your solitude. But if you change your mind about allies…

"Never"

Katniss turns to leave but pauses at the door

Just remember, if you don't have someone to watch your back during the bloodbath, it won't be me who gets you first.

I roll my eyes, I can survive on my own like I did the numberous times i've been reaped I think to myself

Katniss notices your confident expression and mutters under her breath as she exits

Being from 4 doesn't make you invincible… though you might be the first person to try proving that.

I hear her but I ignore her. She'll be the first I kill.

The training room falls quiet except for the sound of your own practice. Several tributes glance nervously in your direction

Maybe we should've been worried about you from the start… not the Careers.

I stop my hand to hand combat and go over to rock climbing

The other tributes clear away as you approach the rock climbing wall, whispering among themselves

Now that's someone who might actually survive the Cornucopia without any help…

I have always enjoyed rock climbing i've done it sense I was young so this was pretty easy

The other tributes watch in amazement as you climb with practiced ease, reaching higher than anyone else has attempted

Who even climbs like that for fun? District 4 has some strange volunteers this year…

Finnick grimaces at that none of us volunteered he thought but didn't cause a scene

Peeta approaches Finnick quietly

The Careers have no idea what they're up against with that one…

Finnick shakes his head, watching you with a mix of admiration and wariness

They won't stand a chance. And neither will we if they get to her first…

The day ends and the tributes begin heading to the sleeping quarters. Your name appears on the same floor as Katniss' and others who caught your eye

Well, at least I'll get some rest before the bloodbath… and possibly some entertainment.

I enter the elevator and so does Katniss, Peeta, Haymitch (old friend), And of course Finnick

The small elevator suddenly feels crowded with all of you in it. Katniss glances at you sideways while Haymitch studies you intently

Finnick, stop pressing buttons and let her be. She's clearly still not interested.

The doors close and the elevator begins its ascent

"Same for both of you jeez"

Haymitch chuckles, leaning against the wall with his typical drunken swagger

Finally, someone who doesn't want my help. I like you already.

Finnick just smirks and whispers something to Katniss, who rolls her eyes in response

I roll my eyes "But I don't like you, so zip it"

The elevator continues its ascent in tense silence. Peeta stifles a laugh while Haymitch grins approvingly

Finnick feigns hurt feelings dramatically, clutching his chest

Ouch. Right through the heart, district 4. Right through it.

I shake my head slightly while rolling my eyes clearly annoyed "I'll throw my knife straight through you heart"

Haymitch lets out a hearty laugh while Finnick finally looks genuinely amused

That's more like it! Now we're getting somewhere.

The elevator dings, signaling your floor. Katniss and Peeta quickly step out

I step out of the elevator dying to get away from Finnick

Finnick calls out as the doors start closing

Don't stay up too late thinking about me! Sleep well… I mean, if you can!

The doors shut and you're finally alone in the hallway

Before the doors shut I give him the middle finger

Through the closing gap, you can see Finnick's laughter echo in the elevator as it descends

He's definitely not giving up on you. This will be interesting…

"Neither are you? I'm guessing"

The voice of Peeta Mellark comes from down the hallway, where he's leaning against your doorframe

I'm not like Finnick. Just thought I'd check if you needed any help getting settled in.

"Ive done these before, but thanks"

Peeta nods understandingly, pushing off the wall

Well, if you change your mind… Katniss and I are just down the hall.

He walks away, leaving you alone with your thoughts

I cant help but think that Peeta's kinda sweet, however I hate Katniss, and Finnick, they don't give up and it makes me mad. I think about that and Allies for almost the whole night, but I finally fall asleep

The sound of the morning announcement startles you awake. Through your window, you can see the sun barely rising over the Capitol

A strange clicking sound comes from your door - the careers are already making their rounds

I quickly get dressed

As you move, you hear whispered voices just outside your door

Well, well… looks like our favorite little survivor is finally up. Finnick's voice carries through the thin metal

"Stop annoying me"

Finnick lets out a dramatic sigh as you approach the door

But it's my favorite pastime! Besides, I came to offer some advice.

The door slides open, revealing his charming yet mischievous face

"I don't need your help, you mentored me once"

Finnick raises an eyebrow, leaning casually against the doorframe

That was two years ago. People change… or die.

His usual playful tone carries an edge now

"I'd die before I change"

Finnick's expression shifts slightly, becoming more serious

That's exactly what worries me. You can't win everything alone, Livibell.

He glances down the empty hallway before lowering his voice

"I've done that every game"

Finnick moves closer, his voice barely above a whisper

And you've survived every one by the skin of your teeth. That won't work in the Quarter Quell.

"How do you know? This is a game that none of us have experienced you cant go making conclusions like that, in these games, everybody's mad, most of these people would rather kill themselves then go through this again, I don't think I have much to worry about"

Finnick's eyes darken, his playful demeanor finally cracking

You think the death rate hasn't been telling you something? They've made us all rabid, but they want to break you… especially her.

He gestures down the hallway where Katniss' door remains closed

"She wants to break me?"

Finnick nods grimly, his usual smile completely gone

The Capitol loves their little rivalry stories. Katniss needs a big show… and you make the perfect foil.

"I wont go down to her"

A small, genuine smile returns to Finnick's face

That's the spirit. But you're going to need more than determination in that arena.

He pulls out a small vial from his pocket

"Well I'm not having allies if thats what you were gonna suggest"

Finnick quickly pockets the vial, his expression becoming guarded

Smart choice. But at least take this… for the bloodbath.

He discreetly presses a small silver pin into your hand

"Whats this?"

Finnick glances down the hallway again before whispering

A token from someone who made it through the last Quell. Press it once, it'll shock anyone near you.

He steps back, his playful mask slipping back into place

I take it but I have absolutely no plan of using it. The games are today, I trained yesterday and the day before and years before, for a moment like this, the capitol wants me dead, Ive survived every game they reaped me for which has been more then I count I can survive this.

Finnick looks at you with a mix of concern and respect

You really think you can outlast all those others just because you've trained?

His voice carries a hint of warning

Those who were supposed to win… didn't. Something about this Quell feels different.

"I thought you walked away" I said

Finnick's face hardens slightly, the lines around his eyes tightening

I did… but I'm still in the arena. Some things you can't escape.

He glances at his own door

But don't worry about me. Just survive.

"The last thing I'm gonna do, is worry about you, dumb ass"

Finnick's trademark smirk finally returns, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes

Well, aren't you charming this morning. Just remember… you're the dumbass if you die in the bloodbath.

He starts to turn away, then pauses

Be careful out there, Livibell. Not everyone is what they seem.

I walk away and head to my tube getting ready to be sent up to the arena

As you enter your tube, Finnick's voice echoes from behind you one last time

Remember the silver pin… just in case. And good luck, you'll need it.

The tube begins its ascent, blocking out his final words

When I'm up I see there's water and trees and a forest. I'm not a very good swimmer but I could still swim

The sound of the countdown begins, creating a deafening roar as you see the familiar cornucopia and its surrounding weapons

Three… two… one…

I swim as fast as I can to the cornicopia and grab some knifes and then head off into the trees

As you swim away, chaos erupts at the cornucopia - bloodcurdling screams and cannon shots ring out

Your strategy of avoiding the initial bloodbath pays off as others get distracted fighting each other

I'm up high watching in a tree, and I just watch.

From your vantage point, you observe the bloodbath's carnage with cold detachment

The Career alliance - made up of tributes from the same districts - is decimating the others with brutal efficiency

The bloodbath ends with the Career alliance forming a protective circle around the cornucopia

One tribute emerges with a bloody smile, showing they now have control of the supplies

As night falls, you can hear their victorious laughter echoing through the trees, making you shudder

The anthem plays, displaying two deaths - both from Career districts

During the night, the sounds of their camp come alive - boisterous singing, cooking smells, and a flickering fire illuminating the darkness

They seem to be settling in for a long, comfortable stay

A couple days go by and I'm in the blood rain with Johanna I'm not near Johanna she dosent know I'm here and I don't know shes there either

The blood rain creates a deadly cloud around the arena, obscuring vision and making tracking difficult

You hear a female tribute scream in the distance - not Johanna's voice, but someone else

Your silver pin begins buzzing - Johanna must have stumbled into the same area, though you remain hidden

I cant stay in the rain I have to leave. So I leave and go to the cornicopia water to rinse off but when I get there I see Finnick, Katniss, and Peeta

Finnick notices you first, his hand immediately going to his belt where he carries the poisoned trident

Don't make any sudden moves. Katniss has an arrow pointed right at your heart.

I ignore them. I have my knifes in my pocket, but I need to clean off first, I head to the lake and rinse off

The water's cold but refreshing as you clean off the blood rain. Katniss and Peeta stay focused on you, though they don't approach

Finnick watches your movements carefully, ready to spring into action if necessary

At least she's smart enough to know when to clean up, Peeta murmurs

Soon I'm done cleaning all the blood from the rain off, but there's still blood around my stomach from my wound from Brutus. I walk over to the Cornicopia to get supplies to stitch it up.

Katniss tenses as you approach, but Peeta suddenly steps forward with medical supplies

Let me help. You won't get far with that wound infected.

Finnick and Katniss exchange worried glances, but don't interfere

I flinch when Peeta steps closer. "It's fine, I got it" I say getting the supplies and heading back to my spot near the lake.

Peeta looks hurt by your rejection, but retreats. Katniss mutters something about stubbornness

Finnick keeps his eyes on you as you tend to your wound

Don't get too comfortable near the water. The flood's coming tonight.

I just continue to stitch up my wound.

The sun is setting as you finish stitching, creating eerie shadows around the Cornucopia

Katniss watches your skilled hands, remembering your previous kills in previous games

At least you're not as hopeless with a needle as Peeta, she mutters

Im done stitching so I just lay in the water. It feels SO good. I have half my body in the water while looking at the sunset beneath the trees.

As night falls, the water begins rising. First slowly, then faster

Get out of there! It's coming! Katniss calls out, surprising both you and herself with her warning

Finnick grabs his supplies, moving toward higher ground

I don't move. I stay where I am half in the water, looking at the trees, longing for peace, and not war and blood and fighting, I remember what I told Finnick about people killing themselves in these games, and how I tried to hint to Finnick that that's what I was planning on doing. I let the water soak me in. Finally feeling peace and freedom.

Katniss's scream echoes through the arena as she watches you sink

No! What are you doing? Stop!

Finnick's trident pierces the water, trying to reach you in time

Darkness starts filling my eyes, and I smile. I smile at the face of death. I smile at the thought of not having to fight anymore. I smile at peace and comfort.

Through the darkness, a strong hand grabs your wrist, pulling you back from the edge

HOLD ON! Don't you dare die on me! Katniss screams as she pulls you to the surface

Katniss performs CPR with frantic determination, while Peeta and Finnick look on helplessly

Don't you dare… just because we're in the games doesn't mean you get to give up! Katniss sobs

Katniss tries but it doesn't work, I'm dead, I'm gone. Finnick remembers what I told him about people wanting to kill themselves in the arena and realizes I was trying to tell him that's what I was planning on doing

Finnick's face contorts with realization and guilt as he kneels beside you

She tried… she actually tried… Katniss's hands are trembling from the failed attempts

The anthem plays, and your face appears in the sky, leaving only six tributes remaining in the arena.

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Mentor Finnick x reader

Finnick Odair didn't know what drove you to volunteer, but for your sake he hoped it was for a noble cause. When it came to volunteering, there was a thin line between bravery and stupidity, and it was crossed more often than not.

Oh how he despised mentoring. He didn't despise the tributes no, especially as he knew you and your district partner were now only living on the time the Capitol gave you. But he did hate how the Capitol dragged him back each year to watch the kids of his district die.

He didn't blame you. You hadn't truly thought out the consequences of it all, or you never would've volunteered in the first place. No one would. The train cart's doors slid open, and he saw you sitting alone. Mags had probably whisked away your district partner somewhere for a chat.

"Hello y/n," he greeted them with a nod and shrugged off his jacket. "My name is Finnick Odair."

"And I am your mentor."

"Hi" I say back still staring out the window

He took a seat next to you, leaning back and crossing his arms. "You're awfully quiet for someone who just volunteered."

He observed your expression closely, trying to get a read on your emotions.

"For a good reason" I say watching out the window

"And what reason is that?" He inquired, a hint of curiosity in his voice. He was intrigued by your answer, wondering what was driving you to such an extreme act.

"None of your business" I say not mean or teasing just normally

Finnick raised an eyebrow at your blunt response, slightly amused by your attitude. He was used to people being intimidated by him or trying to please him, but you were different. He decided to test your boundaries a little further.

"Ah, the classic 'it's none of your business' line," he chuckled. "I'm your mentor, sweetheart. Everything about you is my business now."

"Too bad"

He smirked, clearly enjoying your feisty attitude. "You know, you're quite the spitfire, aren't you? I like that. But it's not going to save you in the arena."

"I know how to survive so don't you dare start that with me" I say finally taking a break from the window and looking at him with my red tear stained eyes that I tried to hide and tried to stop

His smirk faltered for a moment as he noticed the tears in your eyes. He hadn't expected that, and it caught him off guard. His expression softened slightly as he spoke again.

"You've been crying." It was more of a statement than a question.

I rub my eyes trying to stop it from showing I was taught that crying was a sighn of weakness and I didn't want to show that to my mentor . "Sorry"

"Don't apologize for crying," he said, his tone gentle now. "Everyone cries. It's normal. But you need to remember that the arena is a different story. Out there, weakness can be deadly."

"I know, i've done this before" I finally put out that i've been doing the games for awhile

His eyes widened in surprise. "Wait, what? You've been in the games before?" He couldn't believe it. No one ever came back from the arena, and you were saying you were a survivor?

I nod "Twelve times"

Finnick was speechless for a moment, his mind racing. "Twelve times? How is that even possible?"

He studied you closely again, trying to figure out if you were telling the truth or not. But he could tell from your expression that you weren't lying.

I'm scared. Scared that I said too much. Scared that he wont believe me. Scared that I messed up. "I don't know, I ask myself that everyday" I finally

He could see the fear in your eyes, and he understood your anxiety. "Hey, it's okay. I believe you."

He reached out and placed a hand on your shoulder, trying to reassure you. "I won't tell anyone. This is just between us."

"Thank you"

"Of course," he said, giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze. "But you have to promise me something."

"What?"

"Promise me that you'll be careful in the arena. That you won't take unnecessary risks. I know you've been through this before, but this time is different. You have a chance to survive, to make it out of there alive."

"But what if I don't want to?"

His grip on your shoulder tightened slightly. "What do you mean by that?" he asked, his voice firm but not unkind.

"what if I don't want to, make it out alive"

He stared at you in disbelief. "You're talking about giving up? You can't do that. You have to fight, you have to try."

"Twelve years, I don't want to do it again"

"Twelve years… that's a long time," he acknowledged. "But think about all the people who are counting on you to come back. Your family, your friends… and me."

He leaned closer, his eyes locked on yours. "I know it's hard, but you can't just give up. You have to keep going for them."

"Family are dead"

His expression softened again, his heart aching for you. "I'm sorry to hear that. But there must be someone who cares about you. Someone who will be devastated if you don't make it."

"No, they killed everyone I knew"

"Everyone?" he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. "How is that even possible?" He was horrified by the thought of losing everyone he knew, and couldn't imagine what it would be like to be completely alone.

"I didn't know alot it was my mom, dad, brother, kasie, it didn't take them very long"

"God…" he muttered, running a hand through his hair. "That's… that's awful. I can't even begin to imagine how you must feel."

I still have my flower in my hand and I just look down at it and hold it tight

He noticed the flower in your hand, and his eyes followed it. "What's that?" he asked, gesturing to it.

"My brother gave it to me, before they killed him, I took care of it"

He looked at the flower again, now understanding its significance. "He gave you a flower? That's a pretty nice last gift."

I nod

"I bet it means a lot to you, then," he said softly. "You should keep it safe. Treasure it."

"I try"

"You do a good job," he complimented. "I can tell that you love that flower. But I think there's something else you should love more."

"what?"

"Your own life," he stated simply. "It's important to love yourself, too. Don't just throw your life away. You deserve to live, just like everyone else."

I look down and then out the window again not really knowing what to say

He sighed, realizing that he wasn't getting through to you. "Just… promise me you'll think about it, okay? Don't let despair consume you. You're stronger than that."

"Thanks"

"You're welcome," he said, patting your back. "And remember, I'm here for you. Whatever you need, just ask."

I nod

He sat back, watching you stare out the window again. He couldn't help but feel a pang of protectiveness towards you. He didn't want to see you get hurt or killed, and he silently vowed to do everything he could to keep you alive.

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Hii! I love love love all of your finnick fics! Could I please request a fic where reader is also a victor from an earlier game and she is in an established relationship with Finnick. They both get reaped (not the same district) for the 75th games and reader gets critically hurt in the part where the cornucopia spins. Like she falls into the water after maybe being injured and she can’t swim, so Finnick has to risk everything to save her life.

I’m really looking for like a hurt/comfort with a seriously injured reader and Finnick going through hell to save her because he cannot imagine a life without her in it.

Thank you so much if you’re willing to write this or something like it, feel free of course to change anything to your liking!

two souls, one heart | f. odair

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summary: finnick refuses to lose the love of his life. your inability to swim complicates things, especially when the cornucopia begins spinning.

pairing: finnick odair x fem!reader

warnings: pre-established relationship, heavy angst, drowning, death, bone fracture

notes: thank you so much!!! i really enjoyed writing this, shed a few tears but still enjoyed it lmao. listen to 'beginning of the end movement v' by the newton brothers on repeat for the full experience <3

A quiet nursery rhyme was being sung by the water's edge.

The calm waves around the Cornucopia lapped at the rocks, the blistering sun causing the surface to sparkle. Wiress' voice interrupted Peeta as he mapped out the arena's clock-like wedges in the dirt. Everyone was focused on the map; you should have been too.

Dark blue ripples had your eyes captivated. So tranquil. So hauntingly beautiful. Loving the sea was in your blood, as your District Four was your home. You would think coming from a fishing district would mean your swimming abilities were mastered. In reality, they were practically non-existent. No matter how many times Finnick had attempted to give you lessons, they never stuck.

Neither of you seemed to care though, always too enraptured by simply being in each other's company—feeling Finnick's hands support your body as you floated on the surface...

"Don't you let go of me, Finnick Odair, or I swear to god I'll drown you."

"Will that be before or after you drown first?" he chuckled, though ultimately tightening his grip on your body in an attempt to reassure you.

....hysterically laughing when he got wiped out by a sudden wave...

"No way! I can't—" You broke into a fit of laughter— "I can't believe that just happened!"

"Are you laughing at me, sweetheart?" Finnick asked, trudging through the water towards you, his hair drenched and swept across his forehead.

"Yes!"

You doubled over, knees buckling as you struggled to contain your laughter. Despite trying to put up a serious front, Finnick too let a few chuckles slip at the hysterical sight of you.

"Oh really?"

Just like that, his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you down into the cold water, earning him a squeal just before you crashed together below the surface.

...and washing up on the sandy shore in each other's arms, salty lips capturing one another.

"I'm covered in sand," you murmured against Finnick's lips.

He gave you another kiss before pulling away. "It's okay," he said, pecking your lips again. "I'll help you wash off in the shower when we get back." And then sent you a stomach-flipping grin.

Even though you wouldn't trade those memories for the world, if you had known your life would soon depend on the ability to swim, you would have paid much more attention to the lessons.

Finnick stood closely beside you, his trident digging into the dirt as he gripped it tightly in case of an attack. He had noticed your drifted attention, observing the way your eyes stared at the rippling water, like death was lurking just beneath the surface waiting to drag you down to the murky depths.

He could protect you from most things in the arena, but fear was something entirely different. A trident couldn't defeat the darkness in your mind.

A hand slid onto your lower back, rubbing gentle strokes to gain your attention. Your gaze tore from the blinding blue and settled onto Finnick's face beside you, watching his mouth curve into a light smile. You knew the silent words he was trying to convey: 'You're okay, sweetheart. I've got you.'

For a fleeting moment, the anxiety had disappeared. How could anything ever go wrong with Finnick by your side? The corners of your mouth quirked, preparing to send him a smile in response. But it never came. Something new had caught your attention. The woman by the water was no longer singing.

Wiress had been murdered.

The second Katniss let her arrow fly into Gloss' chest, everything around you seemed to explode into action. Anything that could go wrong would go wrong—Murphy's Law. And it did.

The Careers had initiated an attack.

Charging forward from the waterside was Cashmere, determined to avenge her brother's death. Instinct quickly kicked in and the spear in your hand was sent barrelling through the air and into her chest. As you watched her body slump to the ground, an enraged yell came from the side.

Finnick was fighting Brutus.

With your only weapon lodged within Cashmere's chest, aiding Finnick was impossible. Enobaria revealed herself beside Brutus, displaying her vicious fangs and throwing a dagger that sliced a small cut across Finnick's shoulder. Though the wound was minor, your heart lurched as he cried out in pain.

Before a single thought in your brain could form, your legs were moving. Not towards Finnick, but after Enobaria. Remember who the real enemy is—screw that. Finnick could have died. Your Finnick. He called out your name, his voice hoarse and frayed, but you continued on, hatred fuelling each step. It seemed Katniss and Johanna had the same idea, following behind you with their weapons bared.

Salt water sprayed onto your face, but you paid it no attention. Nor did you notice as the jungle surrounding the island began to blur into one overwhelming hue of green. Only when your body was thrown to the harsh rocky terrain did you realise what was happening.

The Cornucopia had started to spin.

Nothing could compare to the terror you felt as gravity's merciless force dragged your body toward the violent waves surging against the rocks. Just as your lower legs breached the edge, a hand grabbed onto your own. Katniss. She too was hanging onto Johanna whose only lifeline was an axe buried in the rocks.

A moment—that was all you were given to scan your surroundings. Supplies and sharp-edged weapons were flying everywhere. White water was spraying into the air. Finnick, who was thirty feet away, was gripping onto a rock ledge whilst keeping Beetee from sliding into the furious waves. His head turned to the side and even from a great distance, your eyes met.

It was at that moment you knew, you just knew the odds weren't going to be in your favour. God forbid you lived a simple happy life with the man you loved, days spent together on a calm beach. God forbid the Gamemakers gave you one last chance to be in his arms. God forbid you survived.

And with that sudden realisation, the universe, sick as it was, decided it was time.

Your hand began slipping from Katniss's; an unseen tear fell from your eye, and you smiled. A smile of goodbye sent to the love of your life. His face contorted into one of agony, lips moving but you couldn't hear his voice over the roaring waves. Still, you knew exactly what he was shouting.

"NO! NO!"

There was nothing he could do but watch your body disappear into the waves, repeating over and over "no, no, no," and praying his cruel eyes had deceived him. They hadn't.

Dark blue was in every direction you looked. The undertow tossed and rolled your body like a ragdoll in a washing machine and despite your attempts to swim, the surface only seemed to be slipping further and further out of your reach. Darkness engulfed you, so thick that you couldn't tell which way was up or down. That was when the panic set in.

Your arms and legs thrashed frantically, struggling against the water's force, desperate to reach safety or an air pocket. Cold water flooded your throat as you gasped uncontrollably. You screamed as every attempt at breathing felt like fire burning in your lungs. Finnick. Where was he? Where were you? What was happening? Why wouldn't it stop?

Thoughts submerged your mind in terror, and you were powerless to stop them. All you could do was feel. Pain. Fire. Burning

At some point, the Cornucopia had ceased its spinning and your body came to a rest in the water. An eerie calm suddenly washed over you; a sense of clarity stilled your wild movements. This was the end. There was no future. No hope. The world above wasn't yours to call home anymore. You now belonged to the sea.

Of course, your water-logged mind had forgotten that home was where the heart was, and your heart was still beating... above the surface, in the aching chest of another.

Tendrils of hair floated around your face like fronds of seaweed. Rays of sunlight penetrated the surface, turning the surroundings a vibrant sparkly blue. As you sank further down, the water, now a comfortable lukewarm, cradled you in its embrace. It felt safe, like being in Finnick's arms again. Like home.

You gazed at the sun's rays; they looked beautiful. You felt beautiful. But time was running out and the bright light soon began shrouding your entire vision, though not before you witnessed a dark figure dive beneath the waves.

**********

Finnick loved the ocean. He spent most days in District Four down by the beach, swimming, spearfishing, and watching the sun rise and set on the blue horizon. If he believed in reincarnation, he would have imagined himself to be a lionfish or dolphin in his past life, living in an underwater world, free from tyranny and oppression. He loved the ocean.

But that love was incomparable to what he felt for you. So, when he dove into the rocky waters to save you and felt the currents fighting against him, he determined there was nothing he hated more than the ocean. Not as he watched its strong grip drag your motionless body further down below him.

Your back had just touched the soft seabed when he swam far enough down to envelope you in his embrace. He should have swum you back to the surface immediately, but in his distressed state, he couldn't help but foolishly stare at your lifeless appearance. Your skin was blue. It's just the water's colour, he told himself. Your eyes were closed. She's just asleep. Your neck didn't pulse under his touch. She's... She's...

He had no justification for that. Feet planted firmly on the sandy floor, he propelled both himself and you back up to the surface. As Finnick paddled back to the Cornucopia, the others reached down and helped lift your limp body onto the rocks.

"Is she...?"

"Peeta," Katniss quietly reprimanded him.

Finnick paid them no attention. He said nothing but trauma screamed in his eyes. His breathing was ragged and his hands were trembling as he frantically checked your pulse again—in both your wrists and your neck; he even pressed his ear to your chest. All he heard was the waves lapping against the rocks.

"No," he whispered again.

It seemed to be all he could say anymore. No. No, this couldn't be happening. You were just standing beside him a few minutes ago; your eyes were just looking into his. However much he tried to deny reality, it didn't seem to make it any less true. You were gone.

He choked out a rough determined breath, interlocked his hands over your chest, and began pressing repeatedly over your heart. Wet strands of tangled hair were strewn across the rocks like dead seaweed. The usual soft pink accompanying your cheeks was nowhere to be seen, devoid of any life.

"Come on, sweetheart," he muttered before pulling down your chin to blow air into your lungs. The kiss of life. And when nothing happened as he pulled away, he restarted the chest compressions. "Oh, don't do this to me," he begged, voice breaking. "Don't do this. Breathe."

Any moment now. Any moment, your eyes would flutter open, the colour would return to your glowing skin, and your heart would beat with life beneath his hands. Your lips would whisper his name and he would pull you into his arms, where he would keep you safe until the end of time.

"Breathe."

Thirty compressions. Two breaths. Nothing. He did it again. Thirty compressions. Two breaths. Silence. Maybe he should've just ripped his heart out and replaced yours with his own. Death would come for him within seconds but hearing something beating inside your chest would've made the sacrifice worth it.

Life would flash before his eyes and your beaming smile would be the last thing he'd get to see. His last thought would be of relief that you were alive.

Johanna rested a tentative hand on Finnick's shoulder. "Finnick, she's—"

"No, she's not!" he exclaimed, continuing his movements. "She's fine. Aren't you, baby? You're fine." He cupped your jaw, his thumb stroking your soft skin before he pressed his lips to yours and blew twice. "You're fine."

The golden bangle around his wrist glimmered in the sunshine as he pressed on your ribcage. All he had to do was keep you alive until Plutarch rescued everyone. One simple task and he failed.

"Finnick, we have to go," someone said. Who? He didn't know nor care.

Leave me, he wanted to say. Leave me here to die. Let the Careers mutilate my body, take my life, my last breath, but let it be by her side.

Something cracked beneath his palms and he knew one of your ribs had fractured. His arms stilled, half-expecting you to cry out in pain but then he remembered. And with that sickening crack came a devastating realisation—you really were gone.

A sob erupted from his throat and his head fell to your chest, drenching your already-soaked wetsuit with hot tears. Everything else seemed to disappear. The arena, the Careers who could attack again at any moment, the spectators who were avidly watching. Everything.

It was just him and you. He didn't care that his screams and deafening sobs could bring unwanted attention or jeopardise the group's safety. Any tribute with half a mind would know crossing him in such a state would be a fatal flaw. Even if they did, it wouldn't matter. Nothing mattered. Life no longer had meaning.

Finnick pulled your lifeless body onto his lap and cradled you protectively in his arms, lightly rocking back and forth. His forehead rested against your own, cold and damp. You always were the cold one, needing his touch to light a fire beneath your skin. He loved having you rely on him for warmth, but not like this.

"Come back to me, baby, please," he begged almost inaudibly. Tears were running down his cheeks as he brushed pieces of hair away from your face. His lips were on yours once more, heartbroken and painfully delicate; not to fill your lungs with air, but to fill your heart with his love in the hopes it would be enough to bring it back to life. "Don't leave me."

Pleas, prayers, begs, and wishes flew past his lips, over and over. And then they stopped and Finnick simply stared. Silence fell across the entire arena. The birds didn't chirp, the other tributes remained quiet, and the trees stood still. Even the water had calmed, resembling a perfectly flat mirror.

Finnick only had three words left on his tongue. Three final words to give you, wherever it was that you were. He slowly leaned down, squeezed his stinging eyes shut, and pressed a long farewell kiss to your forehead. His eyes remained closed as he parted from your skin, unable to take another look as he whispered his final goodbye.

"I love you."

And then, for the first time since he had rescued you from the blue depths, he felt his heart beating again. Just like yours was.

**********

There was a voice, distant yet reassuring—a lifeline to consciousness. Black was all there was. Coldness was all that was felt. It was desolate. But that voice... that voice was so anguished yet so familiar and encouraging that it lit a fire inside your chest, warming you from the inside out.

In the distance of the dark void was a figure, their body made entirely out of a pulsating golden light. Each word the voice spoke enhanced the light's brightness. "Come... me, please..." Brighter. "Don't leave..." And brighter.

The light was warm and comforting, just like the voice attached to it. Whoever's voice it was that brought the light resonated deep in your mind, tugging at the strings within your heart.

Your heart.

The thumping in your chest was weak, almost non-existent, but it was still there. Though it seemed time was running out. Pitch-black darkness outweighed the golden light ten-to-one; you could feel its cold breath creeping onto your back. So, you started running towards the figure. Sprinting. Until all that surrounded you was golden.

"I love you."

Water. At first, it came trickling out in two fluid streams from the sides of your mouth. Then suddenly, it was spraying into the air as choked coughs forced the liquid from your burning lungs. Light flooded your vision—not golden and inviting, but vivid and overwhelming.

There was something warm beneath your legs, against your arm, rubbing at your back, holding you in an upright position. While you heaved, dry-retched, and gasped, that soothing warmth remained.

As your airways began to clear and the expulsion of water ceased, your half-lidded eyes rolled around the area. Still dazed and disoriented, you struggled to make out what surrounded you. There was immense rippling blue, vibrant hues of green in the distance, dark rough grey beneath you, and elongated blobs of colour that stood a few feet away.

"Just–just keep breathing, sweetheart." That voice. The one belonging to the figure of light that brought you back. It was madly repeating the same words over and over. "You're okay", "Deep breaths", and "You're alive."

Shaky fingers brushed the stray wet strands of hair from your face. So warm. With the little energy you had, your head turned to seek out the golden light again. And you found it.

The blinding sun shining down reflected off his bronze hair, turning it a divine golden hue. His brows were raised and scrunched together as though he couldn't possibly believe what he was seeing. Deep lines were etched into his tear-streaked skin, evidence of his previous turmoil. Those sea-green eyes stared at you, afraid that if he so much as blinked, you would fall lifeless in his arms once more.

"You're here," he whispered.

Finnick. YourFinnick. Your light.

When your eyes met, a splitting grin lit up his face, made up of an inconceivable amount of raw emotion. You weren't sure what to do—smile, laugh, cry, kiss him? Your mind was scrambled, overwhelmed with love for the beautiful golden-haired man in front of you.

Without warning, your face scrunched up and the tears began flowing. You weren't sure why you were crying. Maybe it was because you had just been brought back from the brink of death; maybe it was because you couldn't believe someone actually cared so deeply about you.

Finnick cradled your face in his hand. "It's okay," his voice trembled, tears now cascading down his cheeks. His smile, however, never disappeared. "You're okay. You're safe now. I'm not letting you go."

He took your face into two large hands, brought you to his lips, and pressed a tender kiss to each tear that rolled over your skin. One of your hands rested over his; the other was placed against his chest, feeling it rise and fall so you could synchronise your breaths.

His arms moved to pull you tightly against him, almost like he was trying to merge your body with his. Or perhaps, it was your soul. You didn't care about the pain aching in one of your ribs. You wanted to tell him that his soul was already intertwined with your own, but words couldn't describe the sentiment as profoundly as you felt it.

In the simplest of terms your water-logged brain could muster, you whispered, "You're my light, Finnick."

Brows scrunched together, he looked down at you, fighting back the urge to start sobbing in your arms. If he had been anywhere else, if there wasn't an entire country watching, he would've gone on for hours, explaining how stupidly, selfishly, and incredibly in love with you he was.

But he couldn't do that. Not now. So, he placed his hand over the one you had resting on his chest and readjusted its position. He could feel the thumping, even through your palm.

Your eyes were full of emotion as you stared up into his. You already knew what his next words were going to be and for the first time since you were thrown into the water from the Cornucopia, you smiled.

Rhythmically, your hand and his pulsed together. Finnick's gaze flickered across your face and he grinned. "You're my heart."

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Finnick x reader

WARNING: Sad might cry. Death.

me and finnick had been drafted for the quarter quell. I am extremely close after meeting him in a victor party a few months ago, I had promised to ally with him, but it was complicated.

We had lost each other as soon as the games started. He sat on the beach beside Johanna.When he heard my screams. He had watched the sky each night for your name,praying you were alive.

he ran into the jungle, just to be greeted by the jabberjays mimicking your voice. He fell to the ground, sobbing

After he calmed down with the help from johanna, he got up and was just praying over and over again that you wouldn't be on the sky that night

Johanna watched as he tried to compose himself. The entire day, she knew he had been listening for your voice. The jabberjays mimicked your screams, making him shake uncontrollably

A few hours later I come running to the beach but someone tackles me to the forest ground, It was Brutus, He tackled me to the ground and tried to stab me with his weapon and was getting really close and his blade cutting the side of my stomach and the side of my head

Finnick heard the commotion in the jungle. He and Johanna shared a worried look before rushing to the sound. Finnick was horrified when he saw me and Brutus fighting

He was about to stab me in the abdomen and he did, the pain soared through me and I screamed. But just then I flipped him over and put the blade straight through his heart.

Johanna gasped, her eyes wide as I killed Brutus. Finnick stood there, his heart breaking as he saw the state I was in. He rushed over to me, immediately falling to his knees beside you

I sit there in shock, almost crying as the realization hit me. Every game I found a way to win that didn't involve killing. This was the first time I killed. My eyes wide and my mouth open. "I-i-i just killed someone" I say silently

Finnick placed his hands on my shoulders, his grip firm yet gentle. He didn't know what to say, seeing me in such shock and pain. He looked at my wounds, his heart clenching in his chest

"It's okay," he whispered, trying to soothe me. "You did what you had to do."

As the blood was pouring out my abdomen I felt dizzy and fell to the ground on my back

Finnick's eyes widened in panic as I collapsed. He quickly moved to my side, gently lifting my head onto his lap. He looked at Johanna, who was still in shock.

"Help me," he said urgently, his voice cracking. "We need to stop the bleeding."

Johanna immediately went to find something to stop the bleeding

Finnick held me close, trying to keep me conscious. He spoke to me in a gentle tone, trying to keep me focused on him

"Hey, stay with me," he said, his voice shaky. "You're gonna be okay. Just keep looking at me."

"Please, just let me go" I say just wanting it to be over

Finnick's heart sank at my words. He shook his head vehemently, his eyes filled with tears.

"No," he said firmly, his voice cracking. "You're not going anywhere. I'm not letting you go. Not like this."

I never had a childhood never even really a life. I started the games when I was four and played every game sense. I never had a chance to live and if this is what I have to live with I don't want to

Finnick's grip on me tightened as he listened to my words. He knew I were speaking the truth. The Capitol had taken everything from me, including the chance to live a normal life.

"You deserve so much more than this," he said, his voice filled with anger and sadness. "You're so much more than just a pawn in their games."

I started throwing up blood a puddle forming at my side where I threw it up

Finnick's heart dropped as he saw the blood. He looked at Johanna, panic etched on his face.

"Johanna, hurry!" he yelled, his voice filled with desperation.

Johanna dosent know what to do, the suits are made specifically so you cant do that, she ends up coming back with nothing. "Finnick" she says "Maybe you should just let her go" Said Johanna tears in her eyes too, but she knows you would want peace instead of this

Finnick looked at Johanna, his eyes pleading. He knew she was right, but he couldn't bring himself to accept it.

"No," he said, shaking his head firmly. "I can't lose her. I won't."

"Finnick, promise me something?" I say

Finnick nodded, his eyes locked on mine. He swallowed hard, his heart heavy.

"Anything," he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Continue to live your life without me" I say

Finnick's heart shattered at my words. Tears streamed down his face as he clutched my hand tighter.

"No, I can't," he choked out. "I can't live without you. You're everything to me."

My eyes are pooling with tears and I let my eyes roll to the back of my head, feeling peace and comfort, no pain, but paradise, freedom.

Finnick watched as my eyes rolled back, his heart sinking even further. He gently shook me, desperately trying to keep me with him.

"No, no, no," he whispered, his voice filled with anguish. "Don't leave me. Please, don't leave me."

Johanna stands there with tears in her eyes as well

Finnick pulls me closer, holding me tightly against him. He buried his face in my hair, his body shaking with sobs. He refused to accept that you were gone.

"I love you," he whispered brokenly, his voice muffled against my hair. "I love you so much."

That night Finnicks worst fear came true. He saw your face in the sky that night.

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Stars to her Scars

This is a Max Thunderman x reader Fanfic. This is my first one in third person Omniscent I'm just trying something new. WARNING this does include mentions of abuse and SH so if those topics are hard for you I wouldn't recommend reading this.

Y/n has been living with him for a while since he found out that her parents were mistreating her and went to jail. She was sweet and kind, but she didn't open up to anyone, which was concerning. One night, he saw her in the bathroom self-harming with a small blade. The next day, while she was in Phoebe's room, he came in with a pen and pulled her arm up, rolling up the sleeve, ignoring her desperate protests, seeing the scars before he started to draw stars there.

"Max what are you doing?" She asks.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" he replied sarcastically, continuing to draw stars on her arm.

"Why?"

he paused for a moment, his expression turning serious."Because I don't want you to hurt yourself anymore."

She turns quiet and returns to her book.

he watched you for a few seconds, then gently grabed her chin, making her look at me."Hey, talk to me. Please."

she sighs "Max, just drop it"

he shakes his head stubbornly."No, I won't drop it. You need to stop this. It's not healthy."

"Then don't watch it" She says plainly

he lets out an exasperated sigh."You think it's that easy? You think I can just turn a blind eye and pretend everything is fine? You're hurting yourself, and I care about you too much to ignore it."

"Then what else do I do?" She says on the verge of snapping.

he takes a deep breath, trying to stay calm despite her attitude."Talk to me. Talk to Phoebe. Talk to someone, anyone. Just don't hurt yourself."

"Talk about what? How do I start the conversation?" She asks

he lets go of her chin and crosses his arms."You can start by telling me what's going on in your head. What's making you feel like you need to hurt yourself?"

"My parents" She starts "I know there in jail and I feel like its my fault" She finishes looking away from him.

his expression softens, and he reaches out to gently touch her shoulder."It's not your fault, Liv. Your parents made their own choices. They chose to be villains, not you. You didn't do anything wrong."

"Then why do I feel like I did?"

he sits down next to her, his hand still on her shoulder. "Because they made you believe that. They manipulated you into thinking that their actions were your fault. But it's not true. You're a good person, and you don't deserve any of the pain they caused you."

"They didn't cause me any pain Max I desserved that pain, that's my fault" she says trying to defend them.

he frowns deeply, hearing her defend her abusers. "No, Liv, you didn't deserve it. No one does. You were just a child, and they were supposed to protect you, not hurt you."

"They always told me the opposite everybody did"

he clenchs his jaw, anger rising in him as he thinks about how much she's been through. "That's because they're twisted people who don't know how to love properly. They were wrong. You deserve love and kindness, not pain and suffering."

she sighs not knowing what to say anymore "I don't desserve that Max I do desserve that pain I always did and all my parents did was put me in my place"

he grabs her face with both hands, forcing her to look him in the eyes. "No, Liv. No one deserves pain. Not you, not anyone. You are worthy of love and happiness, and I'm going to keep telling you that until you believe it."

"Max, why wont you just drop this and let it go"

he holds her face firmly, his voice firm but gentle. "Because I can't. I care about you too much to let you believe those lies anymore. I won't give up on you. You're stronger than this."

Her eyes start watering as she hugs him

he wraps his arms around her, holding her close as she hugs him tightly. He strokes her hair soothingly, feeling his heart ache for her. "Shhh, it's okay. Let it out. I'm here for you."

She feels so grateful to have Max in her life loosing her parents was hard and Max helped her with what's wrong and whats right sense her parents taught her wrong, and Max is always there for her and clearly cares for her and she's so grateful for him.

He holds her tighter, feeling her emotions pour out as she hugs me. he rests his chin on her head, his heart swelling with affection for her.

"You're so strong, Liv. You've been through so much, but you're still here, still standing. I'm proud of you. And I promise I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

"Thank you Max"

He smiles softly, his voice filled with sincerity. "You're welcome. Just remember that you can always talk to me. I won't judge you or blame you for anything. We'll get through this together."

Thank you guys so much for reading this if you have any requests make sure you comment them so I can make those as well. And remember if you are dealing with abuse don't just let it happen and tell someone so they can help you. If you are SH or thinking of it talk to someone remember you are not alone and you can talk to anyone. Also I make these fics to bring awareness! Thank you for reading, and remember you are loved, and not alone, byeee.

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Steve Rogers x Reader

Reguest for a Steve Rogers from MCU so here we go! Warnings not really probably just blood and injuries

"Rogers, Y/l/n, come downstairs for a sec" Tony's voice rang through the whole tower alarming me which made me flinch and ruin my painting.

"WHAT!!, You made me ruin my painting!" I scowled at Tony.

"I have a mission I need you to do with Rogers. ROGERS GET DOWN HERE!" Tony screamed

"Tony! Your gonna ruin my hearing!"

"What? What's up?" Rogers then came in.

"Finally, listen I have a mission for the two of you it's a hard one so I need yall to listen up" As Tony explains the mission for the next hour I play with my sgushie that I snuck in so I wouldn't get bored. Steve secretly asks for it from under the table and I throw it to him from under the table so Tony wouldn't see it. Steve is my best friend kinda like a brother figure to me, we hang out all the time as well so this mission should be a piece of cake.

"Okay y'all get ready and reach the aircraft in 10" We each nod and go get changed.

"Hey, gimme my sgushie" I say before I get changed and he throws me the ball. We change and meet at the aircraft and prepare to leave.

"You ready?" Asks Steve.

"Always, are you?" He laughs.

"Lets go" when we arrive we arrive at a old Hydra base that looks abandoned

"It looks abandoned" I say to steve.

"Did you not listen to Tony's two hour speech"

"I did, kinda" He rolled his eyes "Sorry"

"It's suppose to look abandoned a distraction" He says and then I remember that speech. A sudden moment of realization. We enter and no alarms go off, and no one shoots at us, and I dont even see anyone which confuses me even more.

"Was this apart of the speech?" I ask

"No" He says plainly. We etch out the base and I show him to a door that's locked, as I open the door bullets shoot through and I dodge them just in time and Steve throws up his shield to defend himself. But as I look in theres noone there so I enter.

"Y/n, what are you doing, don't go in there, someone just shot us" Steve said

"Cap, there's no one in here look", I enter and do my funny little dance for a little convincing him that no one is there. "See?"

"Fine" he enters to and right when he enters the door shuts. He looks at me showing annoyance.

"I said there was no one inside the room not outside" He rolls his eyes.

"The problem is we are locked inside!" Says Steve

"But?" I open a cabinet and grab the papers we needed "And?" I point to the window above us we can easily break to escape. He looks shocked. I grab his shield and break the window with it, just then Hydra soldiers burst through the door. I shove Steve out.

"Go! Go! Go!" He leaves and I immediatly climb out after him, but on my way out a bullet goes through my ankle. I fall and roll to the ground instead of a simple jump down. We immediately both run to the aircraft, pretty sure I'm limping but I try not to let him see.

"You okay?" he asks as we board the aircraft and fly back.

"Yea, yea, you?" He nods, and I'm so thankful he didn't notice my ankle. We then land at the tower and he leaves first. I sit there for a second and then leave and follow after him.

"You back so soon? Did you get the papers?" I give him the papers. "Come back not hurt?" We both nod. "Wow I'm impressed"

"It was all thanks to her, she 's the one that found a way to escape and she found the papers" Says Steve

"Good job Y/n"

"Thanks sire but I would love it if I could go shower now thanks" So I quickly leave and clean my ankle, after that I grab the first aid kit and sit on my bed, right after I hear a knock on the door.

"One second!" I say and quickly jank out the bullet and then Steve enters and I hide the kit under my blankets and put my ankle behind my other one.

"I just wanted to say good job at the mission" He sits down next to me and looks at the floor seeing the blood from my ankle.

"Hey, is that blood?" His voice softens, and I start to feel bad for hiding my ankle.

"It's fine" I say

"Y/n what happened?" I show him my ankle and the kit I was hiding under my sheets.

"Y/n why did you hide being shot from me? Your hurt and bleeding why would you hide this?" He then cleans it with the stuff in the kit and stitches it.

"Y/n-?" I look at him.

"Please, dont hide this from me again, okay?" I nod

"Okay" He then plants a kiss on my forehead.

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PLEASE!! Guys reguests??? i don't know what to write.

People I wright for:

Harry potter.

Harry Potter, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Mattheo Riddle, Draco Malfoy.

Seal Team.

Jason Hayes, Sonny Quin, Clay Spenser,

Surviving summer.

Ari Gibson, Marlon Sousa.

Mighty Ducks.

Charlie Conway.

MCU Marvel People.

Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Peter Parker (Tom Holland), Tony.

Descendants.

Jay, Carlos, Ben.

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MCU Peter Parker x Stark daughter reader

I have always been the left out child. ALWAYS. Morgan is the favorite I don't really know why but she is and dad is always fussing over Peter saying "He's the son I never got" and "He is so perfect" And loads of other sh!t like that. Always constantly comparing me to him sense he is my age and I'm sick of it. Now I just stay in my room and barely get out unless I'm hanging out with friends which is rare, especially sense they ditched me and started leaving me out. The only person who I think really likes me is Morgan, she is the nicest girl in the world, and I know why she is the favorite, cause she is so nice and young and pretty. I'm in my room like usual trying to go to sleep in the middle of the day, just so I have an excuse to stay in my room. But after about an hour of trying I figured it was useless and went to the bathroom to go get some sleep medicine. The bathroom with the medicine was next to the dinner table, my parents don't allow me to keep medicine in my bathroom so I have to walk all the way down stairs. Doesn't seem like a lot but after staying in bed and not getting up in over a week it is a lot.

"Hey, sense your down why don't you get some food we're having a late lunch"

"We tried to wait for you but you were taking forever and we were hungry" Said Morgan with her cute little young voice.

"No thank you I'm not very hungry"

"Are you sure? I haven't seen you at the table in over a week" Pepper started I could hear the genuine concern in her voice.

"Yea I'm sure" I then go to the bathroom and take three dozes of the medicine and then go back up to my room and go to bed. This depressive episode of mine started about a month or two ago, it just kinda snapped in me.

"Hey, just wanted to let you know Peter is coming to stay over for the weekend he will be here in a few and I really want y'all to meet so I would get ready if i were you" THE WEEKEND I immediately shot up out of bed. When I went to bed with the medicine it was only Wednesday how did I sleep to Saturday. The fast shot out of bed made my head throb.

"Hey, you okay?" Dad asked and I realized he was still in the room.

"Yea, yea, I'm fine, I'm going to get dressed and ready now" Making sure he got the queue to leave. I got dressed in a simple pair of navy green sweatpants and a black shirt, and hurried up to get my makeup and hair done. By the time I finished my makeup and was about to pull my hair up I heard the door open and knew that that was Peter. So I quickly ran to put my brush back when I suddenly got dizzy and put my hand on the wall to catch myself.

"Hey, Peter's here" He called up to me.

"COMING" I screamed down. I put my brush away and quickly put my hair up in a lazy high ponytail. I walked slowly down the stairs and was met with Peter's dark brown eyes.

"Hi, you must be Y/n, I'm Peter" He put out his hand for me to shake and I did.

"Nice to meet you"

"So guys, I have an emergency mission that Rogers just sent me so I have to get going, why don't you guys work on that backup system together" I have been working on this backup system for dad's thing lately when I'm not sleeping which is almost never.

"Y/n seems to need some help with it seeing as she didn't finish it yet" Of course dad has to do that classic dad.

"Okay listen I can finish that backup system on my own okay? you just make yourself at home" I said immediately after dad left.

"Are you sure? Mr Stark says you need help" I know he's just trying to be nice but he's pushing my buttons.

"I'm sure I can complete the project that I started" After a couple more minutes of bickering we agreed that I can do the work and he can just stay in the room.

"Um actually I think that that should go right there" He sounded hesitant and he should be. I cant believe he has the freaking audacity to tell me how to build my own build.

"I got it, thanks" I said a little more ruder then I expected but its fine. He keeps trying to help and I keep pointing out why that wouldn't work. In my head I am freaking out with all these intrusive thoughts what if he thinks I'm stupid, what if this project really wont work and dad will be mad at me, what do I do. My head throbs again making me dizzy and I lean against the table for support.

"Are you okay?" Peter says sounding worried I look in his eyes for any sarcasm but there is none he is genuinely concerned which I would expect from dad's perfect son.

"Yes, I'm fine"

"Are you sure? maybe you should sit down for a sec"

"IM FINE GOSH DAMN IT" Peter seems alarmed from my sudden outburst.

"Why do you have to be so perfect all the time, why cant I find a single flaw in you, no wonder my own dad likes you better than me, your f!cking perfect, and next to you I am just a broken useless piece of metal" Peter looks like he feels bad for me and is about to say something when I walk off, but not even three steps later my knees buckle and I fall but before my head can hit the ground Peter catches me in his arms.

"Mr Stark!!" Peter is yelling for my dad we'll staring at my unconscious figure. Thank goodness my dad just got home from his mission and immediately ran down stairs and lifted me up in his arms and took me to my room.

When I wake up I see my dad next to me with his head in his hands.

"Hey, sweetie, how are you feeling?" I'm shocked by this tone in his voice I haven't heard yet.

"Fine" I say simply, we'll sitting up.

"Hey, um, I talked to Peter after you passed out and he told me about your outburst. Y/n I don't like Peter more than you, yes I keep talking about him but that's cause he is just an amazing person, he is a human he does have flaws you just cant see them yet. And Y/n you are not worthless or useless. You are amazing, and it's my fault for not showing you that" He envelops me in a hug and we talk a little bit more and I tell him about my depressive episode and how I haven't eaten in about two weeks now and my oversleeping habit and my friends and everything. After all the talking which is the most I've done in months he goes to make me some dinner, and I go to apologize to Peter. The simple small knock I placed on his door was enough for him to immediately turn toward me and that worried look he had on earlier was placed back on.

"Hey, are you okay? feeling better?" he asks gesturing to the foot of his bed telling me to take a seat, and I gladly accept.

"Yea, yea, I'm fine, listen, I just wanted to apologize for my outburst earlier I should've known that your human and you do have flaws, and I shouldn't have yelled at you like that when all you have been is nice to me" Peter could see that I'm starting to freak out and he places his hand on my arm gently rubbing circles on my arm.

"No, no, it's my fault, I shouldn't of made you feel like that"

"No, no, Peter this is my fault, mine, and you have to let me apologize" After that we start talking some more and realize we have a lot in common, but soon dad yells upstairs.

"DINNER IS READY" We get off the bed and he takes my hand and leads me to the dinner table. Both dad and Peter make sure I eat this time, I don't eat a lot cause I got full really fast. Dad announces that tomorrow I have a doctors appointment. My face grimaces, and dad shrugs, Peter gives me a sarcastic "I'm sorry" look and I kick him from under the table.

"Shut up" I say laughing.

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Ben x Reader

I've been in Auradon for a couple weeks now probably about a month and I still cant find a friend. Jay is my friend and he knows I'm struggling he knows I tried to commit a couple weeks ago, he knows everything. I decide to head to the enchanted lake to get away from my thoughts for a little, just to get away from everything, nothing is working out for me and I just want to give up, like I tried to back in the Isle, but Jay just had to stop me. Maybe it would've been better if I just didn't listen to Jay and ended it anyway. All those thought swarmed in my brain and they are not getting quiet they're just getting louder and louder and LOUDER. I fall to the ground crying. I managed to get to the enchanted lake though. I know I don't know how to swim which is why I'm here. After about an hour of crying I calm down and just sit there staring at the water, soaking in my last couple moments. I've had doubts a lot of them, but I think now I'm ready. Ready to give it up, ready to let go, ready to feel relieved, ready to be care free, ready for the end, I'm ready. I just sit there a couple more minutes, just soaking all that in, sitting there for at least an hour. Realizing it's time. I take a deep breath and stand up, praying that nobody is watching or is anywhere close to the enchanted lake. I take another deep breath and take a step in the water when......

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Ben called, I got so angry.

"It's the lake, am I not allowed here?" I say trying to make it kinda clear I want to be alone.

"Your allowed, but that means I am too" OMG I was screaming at Ben right now, wanting him to get out of my face.

"Okay" I say taking the step out of the water and sitting back down. Ben sits down next to me.

"I was just talking to Jay and Carlos, Jay told me a lot about you" My face got red with embarrassment.

"Like?.." I was hoping he didn't tell him about my mental side. But knowing him he probably did.

"Like how your hurting" He looked at me with a pained look, and I just looked away.

"I want to be alone" I said as plainly as I could.

"He also told me that you cant swim" He said making it clear that he wont leave.

"Why wont you leave me alone?"

"Cause I don't want you to repeat what you did last week" I looked absolutely shocked. I didn't expect him to tell him about that.

"Jay didn't do anything wrong, I'm glad he told me" Ben was trying to make sure I didn't get mad at Jay but I am mad at him very mad.

"Well I'm not, that is my business and mine only, next thing I know the whole school is going to know"

"No they wont we wont tell anyone else" I look at him with a "seriously" look.

"Listen I know we don't really know each other very well, but I was thinking we could talk maybe be friends, try and drive your mind away from those thoughts"

"Aren't you just being friends with me cause of what Jay told you?" That's what my mom told me.

"No, I'm being friends with you, cause I like you, who gave you that idea?" Ben looked kinda shocked that I think he would do that.

"My mom said that only people who pity you will be your friends, only so they can get some credit for making me happy"

"You mean the same mom that tried to kill you for sneaking out" I should've known that Jay told him that too. I was new to Auradon and new to Ben, but Jay wasn't Jay arrived a year ago at least. I dug my face in my knees. Ben put his hand on my back.

"Jay trusts me for a reason, Y/n, I promise I wont hurt you or embarrass you, I know it takes you a little to trust people and to make friends, but please don't push me away" I looked up from my knees and gave him a silent nod, allowing him to hold me in his arms.

"Are you about ready?" Ben spoke up after a few hours.

"Sure, i'll be right there" Hoping Ben would leave me alone for a little, but he looked hesitant.

"Y/n"

"Please" I didn't promise anything, I didn't tell him I wouldn't try, I cant lie to him.

"Okay, but hurry up, okay?" I nodded, and he hesitantly got up and left me alone. I wait a few minutes until I'm sure he is gone and I don't even think about it I just jump, straight into the deep end of the lake. Before my vision goes blank I see a figure jump in the water In front of me.

When I wake up I see Ben In front of me with a scared look.

"Oh my gosh, Y/n, you scared me" He then embraced me in a tight hug. That I quickly give back, with tears in my eyes. I didn't know Ben cared for me that much. I thought Jay was the only one that cared.

"I'm sorry, I just, I just thought that it would make me feel better, I'm sorry" Ben rubbed his hands in circles around my back.

"Shh, its okay, just breath, okay?" Ben looked like he had to remind himself to breath too. After a couple more minutes, the sun starts to rise, and I realize I've been up all night. I start to get really tired and dizzy. Ben starts to notice too.

"It's okay, it's alright, you can rest" Gladly taking his invitation I fall asleep right then and there. While I was asleep Ben took me up to me and Jay's dorm. They're suppose to be separated by boy and girl, but me and Jay are basically siblings and Ben let us share a dorm, with Carlos too of course, since it's originally there dorm. Carlos is hanging out with Jane so Jay is the only one there when Ben comes in with me in his arms.

"What happened!!" Jay asks freaking out almost waking me up so Ben quickly shushes him.

"She's okay, she just fell asleep"

"She wasn't here all night, what happened?" After Ben set me down on one of the three beds that actually fit into the room, he explained everything to Jay who looked defeated.

"I tried Ben, I don't know how to make her feel better" Jay put his head in his hands.

"Well it will take more then a week Jay"

"I know I just didn't expect her to try again" Just then Mal and Evie enter.

"What happened? we were looking everywhere for her, where did you find her? Is she okay?" Jay quickly shushed them and told them I was sleeping. They did quiet down but still asked questions.

"So what happened?" Jay then told them the story and Mal and Evie looked so sad.

"I didn't know, I didn't think she actually felt that way" Evie said being the first and only one to speak after. Mal just looked sad. A couple moments later Carlos entered the room.

"Is Y/n okay? Jane told me that Y/n was missing on our date"

"SHH" Everyone said in sink and pointed over to Y/n who was sleeping.

"Jeez calm down, and tell me what happened" Evie being the only one who can talk right now shared the story to Carlos. Carlos didn't look surprised.

"I didn't really think she would just give up after one failed attempt, she never really gives up" Then they all went silent. And when I woke up, I realized I don't only have one friend I have a whole group!"

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Jay x reader

WARNING SEXUAL THEMES DO NOT READ IF SENSITIVE

It has now been a year since the group left me. I was taking a walk around the Isle trying to get to the good clean parts as it brought back the memories of me and the group. Yes it hurt when they left me so easily they didn't even fight for me. I did. I fought for them. But what hurt the most was how Jay could just leave me without even saying goodbye. It hurt. But I couldn't let anyone see that on the Isle. On the Isle, I have to be strong. On the Isle, I have to hide my feelings. On the Isle, I have to put on that fake face. And for awhile I thought they would come home. I thought they would be bad and get sent home, be bad so they could see me again. But it seems like they just forgot about me. I remember walking these parts with Jay. Now I'm walking them with Harry Hook. A few months after Jay left Harry has been trying to get us together and after I said no a dozen times he put matters into his own hand.... and hook. He started doing some things I wish he didn't. He started constantly grabbing my b*t and touching my b**bs. And pulling my hips closer to his. And trying to kiss me, whenever I dodged it he hit me or cut me. It was such a big transition in just a few months. Now Harry said he wanted to be somewhere private and asked me to take him there apparently he knew I always went here with Jay. But as I'm taking Harry farther into the "private" area, I see the back of a head that looks a lot like Jay's.

"Jay" I say quietly enough to where if it wasn't Jay he wouldn't notice I said something. But as he turns around and I fully see his face my eyes light up and I run to him.

"Y/n" He envelops me into his arms. And it's the warmest hug I have felt in a year. I don't know why he's back, and I don't care. As long as he's here.

"What are ye doin here" I then remembered that Harry was also here but I still don't care and I'm still holding onto Jay, nestling my head up in his shoulder, that he lifted me up into.

"This is me and Y/n's spot" Said Jay I could tell that he's looking at Harry with a nasty look on his face.

"Well clearly not if i'm here now too" Jay then slowly lets me down.

"Why are you here?" Jay asks.

"Y/n told me she wanted to take me here" Jay looks at me and I try my best to show him that he flipped the switch by the expression on my face, and I think it works because Jay smiles at me. But then Harry pulled me closer to him gripping his fingers into my hip and pulling my hips next to his. I clearly look uncomfortable.

"Stop with the looks, this is what we've been doing the past couple months" He whispered it in my ear, and then moved his lips to mine and made them touch. Jay looked confused. Not sad or embarrassed. That means he doesn't believe it. I'm silently thanking God that Jay doesn't believe it yet. Jay knows I hate that kissy kissy stuff. He also knows I hate physical touch. So what's happening right now is not me, and I'm praying that Jay will know that and help me out of this. I feel insanely uncomfortable as Harry deepens the kiss before pulling away.

"Why did you show me that?" Jay said. I'm glad Jay is a good actor I know he knows this is not real, and is trying to get Harry to go away. I hope.

"Cause I want you to know how close we are" His hand then drops from my hips and lands on my b*t and he squeezes it like it's one of those clown noses. Jay saw that and my look and had enough. He pushed Harry away from me and immediately backed away and let myself collapse on a wall.

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT! B!TCH" Jay was clearly upset and I appreciate how he still cares about me even after a year.

"That is called sexual harassment" Jay was walking closer to Harry who was currently on the ground and it looks like for the first time Harry is actually scared.

"She-she didn't care" He said pointing out to me who was on the ground leaning against a wall.

"Liar!" He pulled Harry up by the collar, and punched his face giving him a huge bruise on the side of his cheek, he started to punch continuously and I looked away with my head in my knees and hands over my ears. Before I know it I feel a hand on my back and I flinch, but then I look up and realize it's Jay not Harry.

"He really f*cked you up didn't he?" Jay rubbed my tears off my face, and let me sit there for a little bit.

"Y/n i'm sorry, if I didn't leave that wouldn't of happened"

"I-it-its not your fault" I stammer. He then brushes his hand against my back slowly so if it's too much he can back away, but that small movement from Jay is insanely comforting.

"Y/n? They're letting us choose one person to come to Auradon with us which is why I'm here, I think you should come" I nod he knows I don't really want to show much emotion right now, but it wasn't an option after Jay seeing what I've been up to for the past couple months it's not an option Jay would make me come no matter what. Jay is walking me to the car but after a couple steps I pass out into Jay's arms.

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Carlos de vil x reader

Chloe, Jules, Levi, and Cameron are Y/n's BFF's

"Hey, we don't talk about that" We were all sharing are most embarrassing moments at the campfire, Chloe had the nerve to tell mine to the others, which made me go red. Chloe was my best friend since I was four years old I am now fourteen she knows everything about me, which is kinda creepy. But we are all laughing and having a good time so I didn't really care, we were camping for three nights and four days and we were having loads of fun. Making s'mores, hiking, going on morning runs, talking. This group was the first and only group the never really bullied me, so I always stuck with them. We have Chloe, Jules, Levi, and Cameron, and of course me Y/n.

"Okay guys it's getting kinda late I think it's time we go to bed" I say noticing the moon is in it's full face.

I wake up that night crying, just thinking about what happened makes me want to cry, it's only been a couple months sense the accident. We all planned to go to this school together, together the word sounds so distant. I figure I cant go back to sleep so I just watch the sun rise until it's time to get ready for the start of school.

"OMG, do you see what she's wearing?" Audrey always bullies me, especially after what happened she says its my fault.

"IKR, like this is a school, put some effort in" Her friends all agreed. All I was wearing was a pair of black sweat pants and a white tank top, I didn't think it was that bad.

"And look at her makeup, her makeup was better yesterday"

"I don't think any makeup can help that" Audrey and her friends continued to be mean, as I walked to class. When the Isle kids got here I thought I wouldn't be bullied as much,but I've only been bullied more. It's like she is trying to make even the Isle kids hate me. I go through my normal morning classes until lunch hits. I quickly run outside and try and find Dude, not even bothering to get my lunch.

"Dude!" I called for Dude and not much longer he came running toward me, and I kneeled down and pet him. Then a couple minutes later a boy comes up to me.

"Hi, my name is Carlos"

"Hi, i'm Y/n" I say still on the ground raising my hand for him to shake.

"You know Dude?"

"Bro he's like my favorite" I say still petting him as he crawls into my lap.

"Wait... you said your Y/n, Like Y/n Y/L/N, the person everybody bullies"

"Oh" I frown is that really how people remember me, just as the girl who gets bullied.

"I'm sorry, it's just your really popular" He took a couple steps back and looked scared.

"You heard, didn't you?"

"Yea...." I quickly got up and left, there was no reason to sit there and fight saying I didn't do it when no one believes me. I have no friends and I should just except it. I start running up to my room, feeling the tears brim my eyes.

"Oh, is little baby crying? Why cause Carlos didn't want to be your friend, because your a murder" That caught everybody's attention. the VK table looked at me as well.

"I DIDN'T DO IT" I screamed.

"Why would I kill my own friends? that I've known for ten years!"

"Idk, because your insane" I just ran off, running back to my room.

"Cry baby" I heard them say as I went off. I skipped the rest of my classes that day. And just slept.

Everyone agreed, so we went to sleep. But not to long later we all woke up to some strange noises outside our tent. Chloe thought we should all go outside and check but as I was going to go outside Chloe pulled me back.

"Your staying here, if you hear anything call 911, okay?"

"Why would I leave you?"

"Cause we know how to use our weapons for self defense you don't" As we were arguing we heard a gun shot go off.

I woke up screaming and crying. I didn't have a roommate, so I didn't really care. However apparently it looked like there were people right outside my dorm when I screamed, cause they immediately ran inside the room. I had my head in my knees with my arms wrapped around my legs. Crying, absolutely sobbing.

"I didn't do it" I was repeating quietly while I was crying and rocking back in forth in my bed.

"I didn't do it" Someone was on my bed now, I don't know who but I don't really care.

"I didn't do it" Whoever it was wrapped their arms around me.

"Shh, shh, your okay, shh, breathe" I recognized the voice and I slowly lifted my head up a little to make sure. It was Carlos, the same Carlos who backed away from me cause he was scared of me.

"Aren't you scared of me?" I ask stammering like hell

"No, no, I know it wasn't you, I'm not scared of you" He gently brushed my hair out of my face to try and calm me down. A few minutes later i'm calmed down and my breathing has returned to normal.

"Sorry" I apologize

"For what?" He asks

"For bothering you"

"Y/n you didn't bother me, okay? If you ever need help, let me know, I can help you" I don't fully understand what he's talking about but I nod my head.

"My dorm is right in front of your's if you ever need me, okay?" He slowly gets up and starts to leave. But stops at the door.

"You should try and get some more sleep, I doubt that was enough" He said before walking out. I cant sleep I don't want to try, I don't want to have another nightmare. The doctor gave me medicine but I ran out. So I just go outside on my porch and wait till morning.

The next day is pretty similar get ready, get bullied, no lunch, do classes, get bullied again, more classes, more judgement. However Carlos started talking to me a lot lately and honestly I miss that kind of company. We crossed some pretty harsh lines talking about sensitive stuff, but we got past it. Day by day goes by and it's the same routine. Carlos has seen me now like the real me, not the fake me I build to make friends, the real me, my real medicine box which is full, my real attitude, the REAL me. The best part is he knew exactly how to help me, when I was having a panic attack he knew how to calm me and ground me, when I was getting bullied he knew how to help me. Me and Carlos have been friends for probably about a month now, but I still hide stuff from him. Every Saturday he spends with his fellow VK members, and I do my stuff then. I pull out my knife and start cutting on my wrist. I also hide how I never sleep, never eat. However I think Carlos has been catching on because he's been eyeing me lately and asking me loads of questions during lunch. Today is Saturday so I didn't expect to see Carlos enter my dorm while I was cutting. Right when I heard the door open I quickly threw my blade in the trash and hid my arm behind my back.

"Hey.."

"Hi, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with your friends?"

"Wdym"

"It's Saturday"

"Y/n it's Sunday" He says walking closer to me looking a little concerned.

"When was the last time you actually got some sleep?" He said looking at my under eyes.

"Um, can you excuse me for a second please?" I begin to walk toward the bathroom when Carlos grabs my wrist from behind my back.

"Y/n.." He had tears in his eyes.

"Why?" He managed to choke out.

"Cause, are you hearing what they're saying about me? They're basically making my life for me, this is how I have some control" I could see the hurt in his eyes. He pulled me into a big comforting hug.

"Please- talk to me, let me know when you feel like doing this again, okay?" I am crying on his shoulder, but I nod anyway.

"Y/n, promise me? Promise you wont do this again, please?" I hated this I don't think I can fulfill that promise I think I might break it as soon as possible.

"I-i-i don't think I can" I felt Carlos's tears running down his face now.

"Please Y/n just try?, i'll help you okay? I promise, I will help you, now promise me you will try and stop, with my help"

"I promise" After a few more minutes in a tight hug he brings me over to the sink and cleans my cuts.

"Okay, Y/n, bed?"

"What? No" I started to breathe kinda heavy with the thought of the nightmare coming back.

"Shh, shh, breathe, i'll be right next to you, you'll be okay" He then leads me to my bed and makes me sleep.

As I hear the gun shot I see Jules falling on the ground along with Levi. I scream and cry and immediately call 911, then I hear another shot and see Cameron fall on the ground as well. The murder goes in the tent to see me and Chloe, he shoots Chloe right in front of me, and I cry and scream seeing the blood escape my best friends head. The murder grabs me and puts me in his car, but the police arrive just in time.

A couple weeks later I am at my best friends funeral with a bouquet of roses and dandelions, crying at her casket putting the bouquet in her casket before saying my final goodbye.

I wake up like expected just a lot WORSE, crying screaming stuck in the dream, stuck at the casket seeing her pale dead face. I could hear Carlos trying to wake me up but I don't want to. I want to stay here with Chloe even though she is dead.

"Y/N WAKE UP!!" I wake up, with a jolt of pain souring through my hand up my arm. Carlos told me that's how you wake someone up if they aren't waking up. He immediately pulls me into a big hug.

"Shh,shh, your okay, everything's fine, breathe, just take some deep breaths" This panic attack is the worst one that I've ever felt. Full on hyperventilating, crying.

"I cant breathe" I stammer.

"It's okay just calm down okay?" He then pulls my hand up to his heart.

"You feel that? You feel my heartbeat? Try to match yours too it" It takes a little bit but eventually my breathing slows, its still fast as hell, but slower.

"Okay, now lets try some deep breaths, okay?" He then breathes with me for a little bit until I got it and my breathing slows back to normal. Soon later Carlos goes and comes back with a couple pills one for a panic attack the other to help me sleep, after he watches me take them, he sits me back down and cuddles me in his arms as I fall asleep.

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Carlos de vil x reader

It was another day of Auradon Prep, I hated it especially the history class, I never liked history. I usually ask to go to the bathroom and skip class, but I got caught. It is after school and I'm hanging out with Carlos, Jay my brother is in detention, again. Me and Carlos are playing a board game in their dorm when Evie called me saying she needed my help.

"Sorry, Evie needs my help, i'll be right back"

"No problem, see you in a little" At that I'm on my way to Evie's dorm, but on my way I see someone who looks a lot like Harry from the Isle, but that's impossible, how could he get here? I try and turn around before he can see me but its too late.

"Hello, we were looking for you" He swiped his hook on my face creating a bloody cut.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?" He laughs, grabbing me by my arm and pulling me away from Auradon Prep and into his car, then driving straight to the Isle. Silently I was freaking out, I don't want to go back to the Isle, not again.

CARLOS POV

It's been about 30-45 minutes sense Y/n left she should be back now, I'm kinda starting to think something happened to her, but then I hear knocking on the door, and expect it to be Y/n, and let out a relieved breath. But it's not, it's Evie.

"Evie where's Y/n?" I say sucking in another worried breath.

"I was going to ask you, she never arrived" Evie looked worried too. Just then Jay comes back from detention.

"Hey, why do you look like you've seen a ghost?" Jay joked but none of us are laughing, Jay is the closest to Y/n obviously sense their siblings.

"Jay.." Evie gave him a "I'm Sorry" Look.

"What?, what happened?" And then Mal walks in too.

"Guys, do you know where Y/n is? We were suppose to be hanging out 30 minutes ago?" Jay now understands what we were trying to tell him. His eyes start tearing up.

"No,no,no, tell me you know where she is" I feel so bad for Jay, but I'm more scared for Y/n, who knows what she is doing right now, what's happening to her. What if they want to kill her?"

Y/N POV

I get dragged out of the car and he takes me to a place with a pair of chains on the wall. Obviously for me.

"We've been waiting for this for a long time, you know?"

"Who is WE?"

"Me and Uma, Obviously, Speaking of the devil" Uma comes straight to me and kneels down to my height.

"Get use to this, you wont be free for awhile, probably never"

"What do you want? Why am I here?" I said trying to show strength not vulnerability.

"Oh we don't want you, your just a useless brat, no we want your friends, and you seem like perfect bait, Warning though do anything wrong and you will pay for it" They both leave and because I'm so skinny and small, I slide my wrists out of the chains easily. But on my way out, I step on a alarm. Uma's goons come running out and grab me and drag me back. Harry makes the chains smaller.

"What did we say about doing something wrong? You will pay the price" With that he draws out his hook....

CARLOS POV

I'm pacing in the room, Mal is trying to come up with a spell to find Y/n, Evie is trying to help Mal, and Jay is looking paranoid.

"That wont work" Says Jay trying to come up with a more reasonable way to find her."

"Okay then what do you think we should do?"

"Something better than that"Jay and the girls are getting in a heated argument. Well I try to figure out a way to find Y/n.

"WAIT" I basically scream, and stop my pacing.

"Jeez, what?" says Mal

"Can't we track her phone?"

"What if she doesn't have it on her?" Jay asks clearly worried about his sister.

"She does have it on her" Evie says making us all confused

" How do you know?" I ask

"She texted me earlier asking for help" Evie is pretty but I swear she is dumb as a rock.

"YOU DIDN'T TELL US!" Jay screams, we all know he is never like this, he just misses his sister.

"That's why I came here" Evie says trying to defend herself.

"If we all knew that, we could've had her back by now" I say snatching her phone from her. Tracking her phone, I frown, Jay wont like this.

"What? Where is she?" Jay asks

"She- she is at the old torture chamber in the Isle" I stammer. Jay is freaking out pacing around the room, running his hands through his hair. We all know that room is meant for a bloody mess of a torture. The girls look like they are about to cry. Jay is already crying. I'm trying to hurry up and get dressed to go help her.

"Come on, before it gets worse" Honestly I don't think it can get worse. Jay rushes out the door with me, and so do the girls.

Y/N POV

There is now blood all over the floor from my bleeding cut from Harry. He cut a big long line on my arm, the cut on my face that he did earlier is still bleeding too.

"That's what happens when you do something wrong, and trust me we have a lot more weapon choices too" He seems to be having a fun time with this which makes me sick, what kind of person like seeing people bleed out right in front of them. Seeing as though Harry was right in front of my face. I spit on his face.

"Go to hell" I say after spitting on his face. I hear someone coming, and I pray that its Carlos or Jay. But it's Uma.

"Someone is here, for her" She then started whispering to Harry saying something I couldn't hear. Uma then throws a knife toward my stomach and walks away.

"Y/n, Y/n, Y/n wake up, Y/n wake up, please" My eyes were fluttering open to see Jay holding me with tears in his eyes, and Carlos is helping with my cuts. I hear a big sigh of relief coming from Carlos, as he see's my eyes open. I wince when he puts pressure on the cut on my stomach.

"Shh, shh, I know, I know it hurts but I have to do this, okay?" Carlos sounds like he was crying too.

"Jay.."

"What?"

"There are pieces of the blade spread around in her stomach" That made me even more scared, I know Carlos can help but I don't want to feel the pain.

"Can you get them out?" Jay asks quietly still holding me in his arms.

"I can but it will be painful"

"What happens if we leave them in their?"

"Possible death" hearing this conversation is painful. I know I don't have a say this is all up to Jay.

"Then lets do it" I suddenly get so scared and grab onto Jay.

"It will be okay, it wont be forever" Jay is trying to make me feel better but he knows it will be the worst pain I ever felt in my life. Jay gives Carlos a nod and I can feel Carlos's hand in my stomach. I scream so loud. Jay looks like he's hurting just watching me hurt. Before I know it I fall unconscious.

CARLOS POV

I'm digging my hand in Y/n's stomach trying to get out all the blade parts, hearing Y/n scream like that was extremely hard especially sense I cant do anything about it to numb the pain she's feeling. When I found the last blade and got my hand out, my hands are covered in blood. I feel like I'm about to throw up at the sight I'm seeing, we had to open Y/n's cut a little more to get all the blades out. I don't have any bandages so I tear a piece of my shirt and use that to wrap around Y/n's cuts. I didn't even notice the one on her arm until I started wrapping the "Bandage" around her stomach. I sigh seeing all the stuff they had did to her in less than a day, imagine If we left her there for a couple of days. Thankfully my thoughts were interrupted by Mal and Evie's car pulling up outside. Jay carried Y/n to the car as we got in.

A few minutes later we arrive at Auradon Prep, everyone is asleep which is good so no one can stare at us and wonder where we've been. Jay quickly runs to the hospital wing with Y/n in his arms, as I help Mal and Evie put the car back.

About an hour later I arrive at the hospital wing and see Y/n attached to wires and machines. I see Jay by her side looking like he already lost her.

"She's not dead, you know"

"Not yet" I hate how he is always so negative, at least have some hope about your sister.

"Come on, I bet she will wake up soon" I then sit on the other side of Y/n.

Y/N POV

When I wake up I'm in the hospital wing at Auradon Prep, my eyes adjusting to the bright ass lights. I feel Jay's hand on mine, and Carlos's on my other. Jay awake and Carlos asleep.

"Hey.. how are you" I heard Jay on my side.

"Never been better" I joked, Jay nudged Carlos to make him wake up.

"Hey- hey, Y/n, how are you feeling" His expression turning from mad to calming.

"Fine, all thanks to you" Carlos smiled and grabbed my hand, holding it a little tighter, just to let me know he's here for me.

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Carlos de vil x Jay's sister (Reader)

A perk of being small includes sneaking into suitcases. I am Y/n Jay's younger sister, I am 13 and Jay is 16, making Jay three years older than me and he never lets me forget it, but he also never lets me forget that he loves me. Me and Jay are the closest siblings in the world seeing as are dad was never there for me and Jay was clearly the favorite, not to be mean, but Jay knows too. And Jay just got home, as I heard the door open I immediately ran straight to Jay and gave him a big hug that he quickly embraced and lifted me into the air and spun me around.

"Y/N!!" Dad yelled making me immediately freeze.

"You know the drill, did you finish all your chores"

"Kinda"

"Y/N! It's a simple yes or no question" He raised his hand up in the air, and Jay started to hide me, but dad stopped with his arm raised in the middle.

"I was almost done with the last chore I just have to dust your room" I said insanely fast I don't even think he understood me, but I knew punishment was coming. I was suppose to finish my chores by the time Jay gets back. Dad raises his hands to hit me again, and Jay quickly hides me behind him, making the hit Jay's instead. I felt so bad Jay had to feel my pain because I didn't do what I was suppose to.

"Oh my gosh, I didn't mean to hit you Jay, i'm so sorry. Y/n why don't you come with me" He said, and I started to walk toward dad when Jay pulled me back.

"No"

"What??"

"Y/n wont be coming with you we all know what you were going to do to her" As I heard him say ALL I realized we had guests, the whole group was here. Carlos, Mal, and Evie. Mal and Evie looked horrified, and Carlos just looked at me with a sad/comforting facial expression.

"Fine, by the way you all got letters today from Auradon" He passed out the letters and I read Jay's with him, my heart slowly stopping, and tears coming out my eyes as the realization hit me. Jay has to leave me, he doesn't have a choice, he has to leave me. Jay tries to calm me down, before dad can notice but it's to late. Dad looks at me with a angry look, and grabbed me by my neck and pinned me against the wall.

"Y/N!" Jay screamed for me, but after he got a look from our dad, his friends knew what to do and made him stand their.

"You're such an embarrassment, you know that?? We have guests and you start crying like a dumb little girl" With one hand still around my neck, the other hand starts making contact with my face.

"Maybe, you should learn to live without Jay's help, he is clearly the only one responsible, cause he is the only one that can deal with your whinny ass" His punches are hurting like hell, and grip around my neck so tight I cant breathe, my hand is grabbing at his trying to make him let me go. When all of a sudden, Jay knocks him out using a metal plate he found, and immediately went to me. Mal and Evie were working on our dad deciding what to do, and Carlos and Jay were with me, trying to get me to breathe and stop crying. Jay realized what was happening and ran to get my medicine. I have medicine to help with my panic attacks but I reorganized the bathroom today, as it was one of my chores for the day. While Jay was running around trying to find my medicine. Carlos was trying to calm me down and get me to breathe. I was gasping for air putting my own hand around my neck to show that it hurt.

"Shh, shh, take some deep breaths for me okay?" He was rubbing his hand in circles on my arm. I've known Carlos for awhile too. Me and him are amazing friends, but he never saw me like this, or what my life is actually like at home.

"I-i-i cant breathe" I said stammering like crazy.

"It's okay just try, breathe, okay, in and out" As he helped me breathe, my breathing slowly started to get back to normal, but I was still crying like crazy.

"Hey, hey its okay, your okay" Carlos said while embracing me into a hug. Jay finally found my medicine, and kneeled down in front of me. Carlos let me go and Jay gave me the pill and watched me take it.

"Y/n, did you stop taking your prescription?" Jay asked a worried look on his face as the doctor said that mine are bad enough to were I could possibly die from them.

"Yes" I said stammering

"Why? Y/n, you know what the doctor said"

"I know I just thought I wouldn't need them anymore" Jay embraced me into a hug.

"Are you leaving me?" I asked feeling like I'm about to cry again.

"Y/n i'll figure something out okay? don't worry about it, I won't leave you" He said then rubbing comforting circles on my back.

"Come on, you need to get some rest" Said Jay slowly helping me up and to his room. My room is the closet. Jay's room is the master's bedroom, that he usually shared with me. After making sure I fell asleep he went back downstairs where everyone else sat at the table to discuss what to do with me. While they were talking trying to figure it out I was having yet another night terror. They seem to be every night now. Of course I have medicine for that too, but I never take it, and I grow to regret it every night. I was screaming from the dream. Night terrors are the worst, it feels more real then anything, and if I don't wake up before something happens to me in the dream then I'm stuck in the dream forever. As I was screaming Jay was running up to his room. Trying to get me to wake up. He couldn't wake me with his words so he squeezed the spot with my nerve system in my wrist, which woke me up but with an insane amount of pain.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't want you to die" He said my nose was bleeding and he grabbed a tissue and cleaned it up for me.

"Y/n why aren't you taking your medicine? You almost died three times tonight, two because of not taking your medicine"

"I'm sorry, you don't have to take anything and I thought it would make dad proud if I was more like you" I stated voice cracking

"Y/n dad will never be proud, no matter what you do, and you have to understand that, that "love" that he is showing you, isn't love, real love doesn't involve abuse, Y/n you shouldn't risk your life to try and make dad proud, okay?" I nodded into his shoulder as I was crying.

The next day was the day when Jay, and Carlos had to go. I woke up to Jay waking me up.

"Come on, we're gonna be late" I was confused until I saw that he was ushering me into a suitcase.

"You think i'll fit"

"Definitely, no offense y/n but you are insanely short" I laughed slightly and got in and actually managed to fit in with loads of space left over.

A few hours later we arrived at the school, since no one knew I was here I had to make sure that I wasn't going to cause anybody suspicion that I was here. I finally got let out of the suitcase and I took a big gasp of air.

"Dang did I really not leave enough room?" He laughed. Everybody else looked insanely creeped out that I could fit in there.

"What, its not that weird" I say seeing their faces.

"Yea definitely not weird at all" Said Carlos sarcastically. I laughed as Carlos helped me out of the suitcase, and once I got out I realized how much that actually hurt my back.

"Did it hurt your back?" Asked Evie

"Yea" I nodded stretching out my back. Everyone laughed. At the end of the night I had to choose a dorm to stay in but it wasn't really a option because Jay had to help me with everything so I was in Jay's room. As we said goodbye to Mal and Evie, Jay went straight to work grabbing my medicine and making sure i took it. That night I still had a terror but Jay was able to catch it before it was major. The next morning I woke up when everyone one was already gone and found a note on my nightstand from Carlos. "Hey, are you okay? I heard about the terror last night, if you ever need to talk just let me know" It was so heartfelt and I loved it. Me and Carlos have been friends since forever. But he never saw that sad, vulnerable, weak part of me before. If I knew he would've reacted that way I wouldn't of tried so hard to hide it. When Carlos came back I was surprised to see that Jay wasn't with him.

"Where's Jay?" I asked, afraid I already knew the answer.

"Detention"

"I was right"

"HA, you seriously thought he would get detention on the first day of school"

"I was right wasn't I?" We were talking a lot more, and I told Carlos a bit more about my life and he was really understanding. But during the middle of the conversation about my dad, I kinda freaked out, and started having a panic attack scared that he was watching me or something weird. But Carlos helped me through it, and began writing me notes every morning.

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Max Thunderman x Reader

I was in Max's room helping him build gadgets when I hear Barb tell us to come upstairs, we go upstairs and see my dad's face on the TV screen I freeze, my dad has always been a villain but he got put in jail a few months ago and the Thundermans invited me to come live with them. I hate to say I was happy he got put in jail but my dad scared me which was why I agreed to help them put my dad in jail but he was pissed he was so mad at me, and I get so so scared of dad. Before he got put in jail he swore that he would get me back one day, and now here he is free and loose and out for me, when I saw my dad's face on the screen Max quickly put his arms around me. I started hyperventilating, and crying. Max made me sit down on the ground to ground me he has helped me with Panic Attacks ever since my dad got in jail, and helped me with nightmares too since we sleep in the same room because of our relationship.

"I'm sorry y/n he escaped" Said Barb

"Y/n, Y/n, calm down, your okay, breathe, Y/n" his words were all muffled to me I couldn't hear him.

"Y/n, your okay, your safe, he's not here, your okay, I've got you, your safe, I promise, your fine"

"Y/N, Y/N, Listen to me" He said a little bit louder so I could hear him

"Y/n look at me, look at me Y/n" I slowly look up at him still crying and hyperventilating.

"Y/n this will be hard but you can do it okay?"

"Okay, name three things you can see"

"You" I stammered it was so hard for me to talk because I couldn't breathe.

"Yea, just two more"He said while reassuringly brushing his hand on my arm.

"The TV"

"One more"

" The couch"

"Yes, great, good job, now name 3 things you can hear"

"You, TV"

"Yea, good, one more"

"Me"

"Yes, yea good job, this will be a little harder but you can do it okay?, Just move three parts of your body" I craned my head to the left, moved my ankle, and moved my wrist. Before I know it my breathing has slowed a little and my body has returned to normal. After I've calmed down Max slowly lifted me up and guided me to our room and settled me down on his bed, and laid down next to me.

"Your okay"

"You betrayed me, you turned me in to the police, you betrayed me, you left me there, you didn't care about me, you never did, you betrayed me, I loved you, I didn't kill you, I let you live, just for you to betray me, I didn't do anything wrong to you and you turned me in" suddenly my dad burst through the door and pushed me into the wall with his fist around my neck pushing me farther against the wall.

"I told you I would get you back, I warned you not to mess with me" Then his fist made contact with my face again and again while I was screaming because both the pain and the fear, then I heard someone saying something in the background.

"Y/N, Y/N, wake up!" I woke up screaming and crying. As Max was hugging me and giving me reassuring words while I was crying onto his shoulder. After a couple of minutes I started to calm down and Max went to the bathroom to go get my sleep medicine which I never use so I'm confused when he goes to get it.

"I know you never take it but I think you should start trying it, it might help with the night terrors" He gave me the pill and some water to swallow it. After he watched me and made sure I took it he got back in bed and cuddled me trying to make sure I feel safe enough to fall back asleep but after knowing that my dad is out loose and is after me I could never fall back asleep.

The next day I got out of bed at 5:30 and it took me a full bottle of foundation to cover the black circles under my eyes. Then I went to get dressed but I couldn't find a single outfit that looked good so I just put on some black jean shorts and a white shirt, with a over sized black jacket that Max gave me. By then it is 6:30 and we should be leaving soon but I still have to do my hair which takes forever thankfully Phoebe came to help me.

"Hey, need some help?"

"Yes, please, it usually takes me forever" Phoebe laughs

"Of course, what do you want?"

"Um two braids please?"

"Of course" I was surprised when it only took her five minutes to do TWO braids.

"Dang your fast"

"Thank you, my mom taught me when I was only four so I would hope it would be good" She laughed It was funny I don't know why but I thought it was kinda offensive cause my dad killed my mom when I was only two years old. Suddenly Phoebe realized what I said and immediately started apologizing.

"Omg, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to offend you or anything"

"No, no its fine, you didn't mean to"

"Okay well we are going to be late for school so lets get going"

"Okay" We went down to the kitchen and saw Max eating some oatmeal.

"You girls take forever to get ready"

"Oh be quiet" Said Phoebe. I just sat there and waited until Max and Phoebe were done eating.

"Aren't you hungry Y/n?" Phoebe asked.

"No, not really, I can wait till lunch"

"Are you sure? If making us wait is the problem, its fine" Said Phoebe trying to make me eat.

"Yea, I'm sure, I'm not really hungry" Max was watching this whole thing eyeing me, and I know he figured me out, I'm a locked book I really am, Max is just really good at figuring people out.

"Well come on lets get going, were gonna be late" I turned the conversation around. And we headed to school having to run a little bit so we can get there in time.

Me and Phoebe have science first period and Max has math first so Max walks me to science and then goes to his class. During the middle of first period I excused myself to go the bathroom. While I was in the bathroom the lockdown alarm went off and I froze I was just about to head back to class and I didn't know whether to head back to class or stay in the bathroom, I decided to stay in the bathroom. But then I heard footsteps entering the bathroom and I realized this isn't a drill this is real, this is a real lockdown. I suddenly felt like crying, but I couldn't make a sound he was right outside my stall and then he suddenly knocked the door down and then I saw... it was my DAD!!

When I woke up I was tied to a chair, in a strange room. I was so scared and was praying that Max would help me.

"No need to go praying for help" I recognized that voice, why did I recognize that voice. Suddenly my dad came into the light. Then suddenly I remember the events of early this morning? I don't know what time it is or what day it is.

"I told you I would get you back, remember how those nights with me felt so real, how you woke up with a bloody face, and actually felt the pain"

"You bitch"

"Hey! You don't talk to me like that! I'm still your dad!" He came a few steps forward and put my face in his hands.

"Don't worry this time it won't be a dream" He laughed manically and started walking away. I started to cry and have another Panic Attack, thank goodness he wasn't anywhere close right now, cause I completely broke down. About ten minutes later I fell unconscious again. When I woke up I woke up to my dad yelling at me to wake up.

"Now that your awake lets get started shall we, I just had to finish one of my weapons" Then he got out a knife and cut my rope that was tying me to the chair, I immediately tried to run away but he grabbed me and his knife slashed my face.

"Don't even think about it" he said. Then dragged me to another room with chains on the wall. He attached my wrists to the chains that were hanging on the walls. And grabbed the taser first.....

I woke up again to my side hurting like hell i'm guessing that is where he put the taser, a little after he started I fell unconscious. My dad was still in the room next to the weapons table. I wonder how long its been since I've gone missing.

"Finally I guess I forgot that the taser was on high, I didn't know it would make you pass out, You've gotten a lot weaker since the last time I saw you and fatter too, don't worry, we can fix it" He then grabbed a knife.

"I told you there would be worse" Then he took a few steps forward, and held the knife up close to my stomach. I screamed as I saw blood running down my stomach. He pulled the knife out and I screamed again.

"Stop being so dramatic" He then let me be for a couple hours as I felt insanely light headed and realized I was bleeding out. Not too long later I fell unconscious. I didn't even realize when my dad came back in with a gun, he was kicking my side to make me wake up, my eyes flutter open, just in time to see him point a gun to my head.

"I tortured you for a few hours, now I want to get rid of you" He turned off safety and was about to pull the trigger.

"Any thing you want to say before you die" Die the word felt like a fantasy I didn't actually think I would die I thought Max would come and save me but here I am in my death bed, I didn't even get to do all the stuff I wanted to do with Max, I really did think Max would save me, but here I am, but I have some last words to say so lets make them count.

"Go to Hell" I say as I spit in his face. He was clearly upset now, face red with rage. As he shoots the trigger someone tackles him to the ground. The bullet doesn't shoot my head but my shoulder instead, as I fall unconscious.... Again.

As I was adjusting to the bright lights in the hospital and Max's soft touch on my hand, my eyes fluttering open, it happened too many times I kinda wished it just ended. But here I am.

"Y/n?"

"M-max"

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

"Never been better" I joked, but Max doesn't seem to be laughing.

"Y/n this isn't funny, you almost died, you can't joke about your life anymore"

"Sorry" Was all I could say. I'm so used to joking around with my life I didn't know it would make anyone else feel uncomfortable.

"No, I'm sorry, I should've got to you sooner"

"I-i-i just kinda wish it ended, so I wouldn't have to deal with all this pain" I could tell Max was shocked he thought I loved life, and at first it wasn't all too bad but after my dad got in prison my life's just been a complete mess.

"It's okay, i'll help you, okay? everything will be back to normal" I could see the amount of hope in his face that everything will be okay and, we will be back to normal, and we will all be happy again. But before I could say anything else, I fall back asleep.

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Max x sick traumatized fem reader

Background info: Y/n's parents are super villains but y/n is the sweetest girl in the world. When Y/n's parents got arrested the Thundermans were happy to take Y/n in. Y/n now goes to the same school with Max and Phoebe and originally was suppose to be sharing a room with Phoebe but because of Y/n's relationship with Max they now share a room.

Summary: Y/n is sick and refused to tell Max, making Max sad and hurt.

"Good morning" I started the conversation

"You mean afternoon, its 1 pm did you really just wake up?" Max knows I like to sleep in but I rarely sleep in that late unless something bad happens like my mental state got worse or I'm physically hurt.

"I mean yea, it wasn't really that hard" I made a joke hoping he would laugh but he doesn't, he knows me too well.

"Where is everyone else?" I ask trying to change the subject.

"Nora,Billy, and Mom went shopping and Dad and Phoebe went to go training." he said after putting down his apple turning around and actually taking a good look at me.

"Y/n, are you okay? You look pale." He said taking a couple steps toward me.

"Yea I'm fine" I tried to cover up how bad I felt cause I really did feel sick, but my throat made my voice sound raspy like I was smoking for 2 years.

"Really?" He said not convince at all.

"Yea, I'm fine"I tried again hoping he would believe me even though I'm a horrible liar.

"Okay, come eat, I bet your hungry after skipping breakfast and lunch due to how late you slept in" I was so happy he dropped it although the thought of food made me want to throw up.

"Um actually I'm not really that hungry" Now he looked at me extremely concerned I'm usually always hungry.

"Sense when?" he looked extremely concerned and I felt bad having to lie to him but I don't want him to have to drop everything he was planning to do just to take care of me.

"Sense right now"

"Come one at least eat a apple, Please" Now I'm pretty sure he either knows i'm sick or thinks I fell into another depressive state again. I walked across the room to eat grab a apple but my legs felt so shaky and he clearly noticed. I took a bite of the apple and immediately feeling the urge to throw up. I ran to the bathroom hoping Max wont follow me. Once I reach the bathroom I fall to my knees and throw up in the toilet.Max wasn't to far behind me and ran into the bathroom right after me. He didn't look disgusted or mad, he looked sad, but the disgusting puke in the toilet didn't stop him from coming behind me and pulling my hair back and rubbing his hand in circles on my back. When I'm done he helps me brush my teeth, and guides me to our bedroom, and lays me down on his bed.

"Stay here, i'll be right back" I felt extremely embarrassed, even though he is my boyfriend it felt kinda weird, at my house we were taught to tough it up and fight, I knew I didn't have to fully hide my feelings with the Thundermans but I cant not be embarrassed about that. When Max came back he had a pill in one hand and water in the other.

"Here take this" As I took the pill, I could still see that he looked sad or hurt, and I cant understand why. After he watched me to make sure I actually took the pill he got up and went to go call the others to let them know I'm sick, and call his band to let them know that he wont be able to make it to practice today, I felt so bad knowing that he had to drop out of his favorite thing to do just because I'm sick. When he came back he kneeled next to the bed and placed his hand on top of mine. Making my eyes flutter open from when I fell asleep.

"Hey" he said softly very softly and quiet.

"Why didn't you tell me you were sick, we could've done something to make sure that that didn't happen" I knew he was right.

"I just didn't want to ruin your day" I said softly, he frowned, now squeezing my hand tighter.

"Y/n you wouldn't of ruined my day, It hurts me how you don't trust me enough to let me know when your hurting." This made me sad I needed him to know that it's not that I don't trust him, it's that that is what I was taught as a kid was to hide my feelings and lock them in a bin and throw away the key.

"No, Max it's not that I don't trust you, I promise I do" I try not to bring up my parents but having this conversation without bringing them up is hard and makes me start to get extremely anxious cause their are a million thoughts in my head right now like, what If he doesn't believe me, what if I have to bring up my parents for him to understand, what will he thing of them after this, will he break up with me for not telling him the truth?. Those thoughts are suffocating me making me hyperventilate and start a panic attacks. Max knows about these Panic Attacks cause they happen pretty often.

"Shh, Shh, calm down, okay, breathe, slow down" After a couple of minutes I did calm down sense it wasn't a major one.

"Okay, Now I need you to tell me the real reason why you didn't tell me, I'm not mad, I just need to know, so I can fix it." I don't think he can fix this.

"It's just what I was taught as a kid" I started

"I was taught to hide, and tough it up, and fight" He was frowning and shaking his head at that.

MAX POV

I knew what kinda household she grew up in and I knew it wasn't a good one. I just thought that she would know that she doesn't have to hide over here and that she can tell us how she is really feeling, I thought she knew that but apparently she didn't, and that's my fault for not making sure she knew.

"I also didn't want to ruin your day with your friends" She stated.

This made me hurt even more, she didn't tell me cause she was scared she's not saying it but I can tell she was scared, scared of embarrassment, scared of being hurt. I remember her telling me when she first came here, that almost everything she did, she would get hit, if she told her parents she was sick or hurt they would get mad at her and call her over dramatic, When she told them she doesn't want to be evil she wants to be good, her parents got so mad and started hitting her so hard she was bleeding and got took to the hospital. That's when her parents got arrested, I remember going into her house, I heard her screaming cause we lived pretty close, It hurt hearing her scream like that, I ran inside her house, only to find her beaten,bloody, skinny body on the ground. I got so mad at her parents that I froze them with my freeze breath, that was the first time I cried, seeing my girlfriend on the ground all bloody and bruised. I kneeled on the ground and started cradling her broken body. My dad her me crying and ran into the house as well and called in ambulance. The police took her parents away, and having to explain that to Y/n when she woke up, was heartbreaking, she had hope that her parents actually loved her and were just teaching her the way of life, she had to understand that everything they taught her isn't true, she was grieving for days over the lose of her parents, my parents told her she couldn't visit her parents and I completely agreed with that. But Y/n actually loved her parents, and was so sad to have to learn that her parents didn't love her, that everything they did to her wasn't love she was convinced that it was. That had me freaked out, If she didn't tell anyone what happened, who knows how many times her parents abused her and how bad it was. I tried to help her understand what real love is and how it actually works. I was stupid to think that she actually replaced everything she learned in a lifetime in a couple of weeks. It's only been about a month sense she got out of the hospital, but sense her parents got arrested was a at least about four months, she was grieving in the hospital not allowing any of the nurses to help her, pushing people away, it was so hard for me to see her like that. Like how hard it is to see her like how she is right now, crying, anxious, hoping I'm not gonna hurt her.

"Y/n I wont hurt you, I'm not like your parents" hearing me talk about her parents made her cry even harder, but she had to learn that the "love" her parents gave her wasn't real love. I felt bad having to make her cry to get her to understand, but she cant keep doing this it's only hurting her.

Y/N POV

"I'm sorry" I said again I couldn't find anything else to say.

"Y/n you just have to learn that not everybody is like your parents, we wont hurt you when you tell us your sick, okay?" I expected him to be annoyed that he has to have this conversation with me again, but he wasn't, he smiled instead, and used the hand that wasn't holding mine to brush my tears.

"Y/n, Max, where are you?" I heard Barb say.

"Were down here!"Max said helping me get my back on a pillow and sit up straight. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, and soon enough she came down with more medicine, and a energy drink, I was so happy to know that my friends actually cared about me.

"Here you go, hun, Max told me you weren't feeling good so I got you your favorite"

"Thank you!" I said while taking a sip of my energy drink.

"Of course! Let me know if you need anything else, I will be upstairs making you some food, okay?" I was actually insanely happy, that she cared about me that much.

"Thank you so much!...Mom" Barb looked insanely happy, to hear me call her that, like it was her dream to hear me call her mom, I have to be honest it felt kinda weird calling her my mom, but seeing that bright smile on her face made me happy anyways. I saw Max have a smile on his face as well. Barb was so happy she was almost crying.

"Of course, sweetie" After that she went upstairs to go make food.

"You know, she was dying to hear you call her that, ever since she saw you in the hospital" Said Max.

"Really??"

"Of course, she loves you, Y/n, really loves you, and so do I" Max said softly, afterward getting up and climbing into bed with me.

"MAX!, your gonna get sick!" I told him

"No I wont, I'm practically immune to getting sick, now calm down and let me cuddle you"

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can i request headcannons or a fic or everything you prefer about peter pevensie with a so that is caspian’s sib? it can be fem reader if u prefer, likee how would he act towards her and how would caspian act when he started to notice things? and lucy would notice that for sure too!! thank uu so much

Thank you for your request! I hope you like it. If something is wrong, I can write something else.

[Caspian's Sibling] Peter Pevensie

pairing: Peter Pevensie x reader

type: fluff 🌸

Masterlist

Getting to know Peter

Perhaps if you had met Peter under different circumstances, he would have treated you more favorably

But your acquaintance happened just at the moment when there was a very small feud between Caspian and Peter

Peter definitely noticed that he was attracted to you and would like to get to know you better, but still was in no hurry to get closer

Your older brother also tried to keep the two of you at a distance

But circumstances are stronger than Caspian's desire to shield you from all men

(actually, Lucy did her best here, haha)

She immediately noticed how you and Peter look at each other, how gently you smile when you manage to talk to each other, and she also heard you talking about Peter with Caspian

That's why Lucy tried to casually leave you alone, she asked Peter to help you with some things

And every time she cheered and giggled when you two smiled shyly

When Peter was going to fight Miraz, you were very nervous

It's not that you doubted Peter, but you were worried about what might happen

You prayed that Lucy would find Aslan as soon as possible

«Caspian, I think you should go get Susan and Lucy!» — you squeezed your brother's hands and looked at him pleadingly

Caspian thought about it himself, so he immediately went to help the girls

You didn't sleep until the morning, just thinking about the battle you're going to have. You were thinking about Lucy and Susan, about whether Caspian helped them, and you were thinking about Peter You decided to go out into the fresh air to take a little break from gloomy thoughts and meet the dawn

What was your surprise when you saw Peter. He was standing with his back to you and looking into the distance. The first rays of the sun softly illuminated his silhouette. Noticing your presence, Peter turned around

«Can't sleep either?» — he asked

«Yes. Caspian went to get the girls, but I'm still worried. And I'm worried about you.» — you blushed a little at the last sentence

Peter came up to you and touched your chin so that you could look at him

Your gaze fell on his lips

It took just one moment for Peter to close the distance between you and touch your lips with his

A soft, sensual kiss that was so natural that it seemed like it wasn't the first time you were kissing him

At that moment, you didn't need words to convey everything that is in your heart

But after that it became so calm?

A little bit about relationships

Being Peter's girlfriend means always being surrounded by care and love

And also his siblings! They adore you. You spend all your free time with them

And Peter breaks into a smile every time he sees you playing with them, having fun, and just talking

But in the evening you completely belong to Peter: passionate kisses, hugs

But first he has to make sure that your brother is not around, haha

What does Caspian think about this?

In fact, Caspian has always thought that Peter is a great match for you

He respects him very much as a king and as a friend

It's possible that you don't notice it, but Caspian is incredibly happy for you when he sees Peter holding your hand or laughing at your joke

He knows for sure that Peter will take care of you

(and Peter himself has great respect for Caspian, so he is also not against the prince's relationship with Susan)