General Grievous

General Grievous

"Activate Ray Shields."

"You were wrong. There is something more dangerous in this world than a humiliated man. A nasty woman."

-Allyson Mayfair-Richards

American Horror Story:Cult

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Tate Langdon - Nice to Meet You

Warnings: Very short imagine/one shot, language, mention of depression, cheating, miscarriage, basically the Harmon family storyline.

Words: 1.0 k

[Y/N’S POV]

I moved in my new home, got dragged across the country. My father had an affair and my mom caught him and her student doing the deed. My sister, Violet, and I didn’t exactly have the same point of view towards my mother.

I knew my mom had suffered hell and back; she miscarried, got cheated on, lied many times. I admired her for that; staying strong every godamn day. Violet didn’t really care about anything. We both stayed at the same house, but when my mom found out that my father was unfaithful once again, he got kicked out and my sister followed.

I knew that he still had to come home to work, but seeing him made me want to punch him.

I had missed school for a couple of days; I got really depressed since I came here. I don’t know, I just couldn’t seem to find the old me. The old Y/N that I knew was gone, forever. My mom was too busy with her own imagination to care and my father was more worried about his patients than he ever did with me.

I got up, couldn’t keep my legs straight to look at myself in the mirror and went into the bathroom. I opened the faucet of the shower and undressed.

I never liked showers but it was the only thing that made me feel something. I kept staring at the wall for a few minutes and tears fell down my face. To be honest, crying didn’t relieve me any pressure.

I felt numb every single fucking day. The same cycle reproduced itself day by day, week by week, month by month.

After what felt for days, I stepped out of the shower, got dressed with the same looking clothes. I dried my hair with a towel, stepping out of the bathroom only to find a stranger walking in my room.

“Hum, who are you? And, what are you doing in my room?” I spoke to the blond man. He turned around, facing me and my heart stopped. That was the first time that I’ve ever felt something.

“Sorry, I’m Tate. I’m one of your father’s patient.” He handed out his hand for me to shake it. I walked closer to him, seeing his beautiful complexion. I shook his hand back.

"I’m Y/N.”

“Your mother told me I could hang out with you; she said you kind of closed off from her. She’s worried about you, you know.” He sat on my chair, by my desk.

“Yeah, well I’ve never been a problem to her, so that shouldn’t start now.” I dropped the towel for my hair on a hook and closed the bathroom door.

“Do you want to talk about it? I know we just met but I won’t tell anything.” He turned the chair to face me, gave me an apologizing smile.

I sat on my bed, giving him a sign to come closer. He did, sitting by the end of the bed.

“Have you ever felt like your life couldn’t get any worse than it already is?” I asked him gently, playing with my thumbs.

“Yeah, I mean I never had the best life, my mom is always drunk, my dad ran away and my sister kind of forgot about me. But, yeah. I get this feeling a lot.” I looked up to him, looking at his deep brown eyes. They reflected the light so beautifully. I could get lost in them.

“Sorry if I reminded you of bad memories.” I shrugged my shoulders looking down shyly.

“No problem, Y/N.” He placed his hand on mine and smiled at me sweetly.

A smile grew on my face, for the first time in months. I never had a boyfriend before, even a best friend but I had a feeling he would be the one.

“It’s good to have a friend around, if you want me to.” I nodded, holding his hand tighter in mine.

We talked for a bit, getting to know each other better. Time passed by so fast I didn’t even realize it was already 2 am. We were still talking, we laid by each other on the bed, facing one another and opening our hearts. We both starting talking more softly as the time went by and we stopped for awhile.

We looked at each other, exploring every aspect of one another. His hair was softly curled, he had fair complexion and grunge clothes. I really liked the way he talked and the way he thought. It’s rare to find someone similar as yourself. Earlier in the evening, we played some Nirvana in the background and when we stopped talking, my eyes started to drift off to sleep.

[TATE’S POV]

God, how can she be so beautiful. She had a beautiful complexion, amazing Y/E/C eyes and Y/H/C hair. She was sweet, but I knew she was broken. I could see it in her eyes; she may act tough around everyone but I know how she felt.

Feeling like every day is repeating itself all over again, the lack of energy kicks in. I went through all of that, so many times. I just hope she won't leave me.

Not like every person I've ever met.

The soft Nirvana songs were playing in the background, but I noticed her eyes had drifted off to sleep. Though, she didn’t know that I couldn’t leave the house.

I am a ghost and I am totally in love with her.

Well, my after life isn’t so boring after all.

Kaz Brekker - The Night of Sorrow

Part 2 here

Warnings: Mention of haphephobia (fear of being touched or touching others), mention of the Menagerie aka selling people, lost family.

A/N: I am not romanticizing Kaz's phobia. The context of this imagine is that the reader has been known by Kaz for a long time, just like for Inej. It is not sudden, or else his phobia wouldn't be his diagnosis. Overall, enjoy and let me know if you want a part 2!

Words: 1.5k

[Kaz’s POV]

Rotty.

What a fool.

An evil and ironic thought came through my mind, making scoff a bit. I do have that painting, though.

Everyone in this club, my club, my Crow Club looked like pitied old fools who wouldn’t be able to hold on for another drink. I walked to my chamber, to finally get some peace from this hellhole.

As I walked through the door, locking the door, I could hear the wet and muddy streets of Ketterdam. My window was always open, hoping to get the humid and wet air from outside into my lungs.

I carefully took off my gloves, hoping to have them refreshed before going further on the night. I heard a slight sound, other than the one coming from my gloves, behind me.

I felt a familiar presence coming out of the shadows; the only person I would let into my personal chamber.

Y/N.

“Hello, Y/N.”

I looked at her through the reflection of the mirror placed in front of me.

“What information do you have for me tonight?”

I watched her slowly pull her hood out and place her mask down to show me her beautiful complexion.

“A lead on a job. A big one. Enough money to change lives.” She spoke with her stern, but sweet voice.

I would do anything for her, but for a job? That is not likely.

“It doesn’t take much to change someone’s life in the Barrel.” I kept scraping off the dirt off of my hands when I heard her heels tap on the floor.

“A million Kruge?” I raised my head, slid my gloves onto my hands and turned to look at her. Closely walking up to her, I felt my heartbeat race at the sight of Y/N.

I knew how promising she was, both being kind and loyal, but also being useful and resourceful.

“What’s the name?” I cocked an eyebrow.

“Dreesen. A wealthy merchant.”

“Dreesen. I’ve heard of him. He could afford it. The question is, what’s worth a million Kruge to him?” She looked nervous, almost scared of what she was about to say.

“He’s looking for a crew willing to cross the Fold into East Ravka and bring back something.”

“The Fold?” She nodded. “Well, of course, certain death pays a million. He didn’t say what he wants nicked?”

“No. But he’s taking meetings tonight, starting at midnight. Don’t worry. I followed him.” A small smirk appeared on the side of my mouth. She was a very fast learner, and a brave soldier.

She told me details about what she saw. I will say one thing: She’s a smart girl.

We both moved to my desk, hoping to set a plan for the night to come.

“Kaz, I got this lead from one of the girls at the Menagerie. They tell me things in case you’d buy them out, like you did with me.” She released shyly. I knew she felt bad about all of her friends.

“I didn’t, I’m paying off your indenture.” She tilted her head impatiently

“You know what I mean.” She stared at me with dark eyes.

“This one girl, Kesh, she has skill. She’s like me-” I swiftly cut her off, lifting up my head from my papers.

“I only invest in the one of a kind. She isn’t like you. No one is.” I felt her eyes flutter in mine. I never had a deep conversation with her, certainly not of this kind.

“Kaz-” She insisted.

“This isn’t up for discussion, Y/N. Now, are you in or not?”

“I'm in." She started walking away, I could see how mad she looked on her face. As though I was never able to touch anyone, I quickly walked towards her and grabbed her hand.

Her skin on my gloves didn’t feel wet and cold, it felt warm and comforting. She turned her head to face me again and most of that anger was now gone. She sighted, and held back my hand.

“I’m… I’m sorry I can’t help them out. I just… I need you. Only you, darling.”

Ever since I’ve met her, I couldn’t explain how I felt.

Something in me was moving every time that I could see a glimpse of her. My heartbeat felt heavier. A drop of sweat dropped on the back of my neck.

She stepped away from me, losing the warmth of her hand. She cleared her throat.

“So, what do we do now?”

“You’re the one who believes in a higher power.” I clenched my jaw, cursing to myself about the last sentence. “If we’re going to survive a round trip through the Fold, we’ll need a miracle or two.”

“Y/N?”

I looked up, only resulting facing my open window, reflecting the street of Ketterdam.

[Time skip]

[Y/N POV]

“Inej?” I called out from the shadows. The small and discrete girl walked out from the club.

“Y/N. There you are, I’ve looking for you for hours.” She took off her hood, showing me her face.

“What have we learned?” I asked sternly.

“Too make it short, we have to find a way to get through the fold, by sunrise.” I raised my eyebrows sarcastically.

“By sunrise? It’s in less than 6 hours. Saints, what is so important to Dreesen?” She looked down and took my hand to lead me somewhere quieter. We walked up some stairs, to Kaz’s chamber. He opened the door, letting us both in. But I looked behind me, only finding the door.

“Where have you been?” Kaz asked as he looked at his pocket watch. “Out.” I answered dryly.

“Inej told me you were by the sea; I know you go there when you’re troubled.” He looked up at me with his beautiful blue eyes.

It was true: I always go there when I don’t feel like myself.

[Flashback]

I jumped right through the window, leaving Kaz to himself.

My only thoughts at the moments were dark and disturbing. I almost ran to the sea, inhaling the salty and humid smell. My heart felt heavy and weird. I don’t know why, but the way Kaz said: “Only you, darling.”. It almost made me feel nauseous.

I’ve never had a romantic relationship before, even just a real friendship. Inej and I were taken to the menagerie when we were young, and well I wasn’t as good as her back then. She was always the better one with weapons, mostly knives. I was always better with a bow and arrow, but it’s not convenient nor easy to find. She was also better to make friends, that is how she got out of the menagerie.

I sat down on the shoreline, admiring the waves of the True Sea. I remembered in my childhood that I would sing to my little brother, Dmitri. My throat started to sing before I even thought about doing it. I let my thoughts drift off, enjoying the time to think about Kaz.

I would be lying if I said that I didn’t feel anything for Kaz. He does make me feel like I’m the only one he cares about. I knew about his past, and I respected his boundaries. In fact, I do believe I was the only one who could walk into his room without getting a cane in the face.

Oh Saints.

I need to go back.

[Present time]

“What is it that Dreesen wants?” I took some papers in my fingers, studying them.

“You didn’t answer to my question, Y/N.” He stopped what he was doing for a second, studying my expression.

“I needed a break, that’s all. Answer to mine.”

“He wants a Saint.” My head snapped to his. A Saint? The only Saint that ever existed was more than a thousand years ago. As if he read my thoughts, he continued his sentence. “A Sun Summoner.” My eyes widened.

A Sun Summoner? Saints, that explains the million Kruge.

“What’s the plan, Kaz?” “I’ll find a way.”

“Are you sure?” He didn’t reply. “Do you want me to go?” I started walking away, but he called me, just like the previous hours.

“Stay, I need your help. Besides, you’re coming with us.” He completely dropped the papers and walked closer to me.

“I can’t leave.” I insisted, showing him my wrist: which had the mark of Tante Helene.

“You will. I have a plan, for you.”

“Bu-” “Don’t you worry about a thing, Y/N. I’ve got you.” He lifted his hand to my hair, taking a deep breath and passing it through my locks. A small smile appeared on my face, as it did on his.

The two lovers of Ketterdam.

The Bastard of the Barrel and the Orphan Hunter.

Even Jesper knew it would happen.

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Link to my Instagram: rosexdenis

Created: 25/05/21

Updated: 21/07/24

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