Multifandom Imagines

So as you guys can tell, we’ve kind of let this blog go by the way side. That’s only because we both right in other places now! (And were better writers now too trust me) If you wanna check out what were up to now you can follow us at some of our new blogs!

Nat

@marnertotavares

@wwylm-cal

@fivesoutknivesout

Kat

@watermelonsugarash

Hello hello!! We didn’t die y’all!! But school does suck and we are very stressed at the moment. Thank you all so much for sticking with this blog even with us being gone! I wanna start up writing again, so feel free to send in requests!

So a lot of things have been going on in our lives right now and prepping for the future. I know we really haven’t been on here at all and that sadly will probably have to continue until we can get our lives sorted out a bit more. This definetly isn’t a goodbye. It’s a we will pop in from time to time and in the meantime we’ll see you later!

If you wanna keep up with us:

Kat

- @kat-the-shank

Nat

- @my-life-as-trash

- @rosey-nols (Hockey Blog, I moved my writing over here! Please check it out and tell me what you think, I’m curious on how my writing has moved across fandoms )

- @emolittlewitchbitch (Halloween year round over here)

HEY, WE AREN’T DEAD!! We need to get back to writing since it’s summer. So while we work on getting all the previous requests done, send in new ones!  

(Edit: looks like our inbox was wiped out so we need requests y’all lmao)

Thanks for being patient y’all

Patrick Hockstetter x Reader

Warnings: Violence, Abuse, Blood, Just General Creepiness, Patrick being Patrick

You sat in your older sister’s car staring at the main setting of your new life, Derry High School.

“You’ll be fine, hun.” She put her hand on your shoulder. “Just try not to make too many friends.” You laughed at her sarcasm. “You know, it is kind of your strong suit.” She really was right. Making friends had always come super easy to you. At your old school, you were friends with almost everyone. Between cheerleading, debate club, student council and everything in else you could have possibly got yourself into, you met a lot of people. You gave her a hug and walked towards the door to the main office.

No one was really there yet. They asked you to come in early so you could talk to the principal and some other staff, just so you’d have some friendly faces. It was a lot of smiling and nodding but as the time got closer to 8:00 am, you grew more excited. You were very ready to start over here and just see what happens. You thanked everyone for helping you and made your way, as instructed, out to the courtyard to wait for the bell to ring.

You were 10 pages into a new book when you saw a hand snatch the book out of yours.

“The Great Gatsby, huh?” You looked but to see a boy hold your book, scanning the cover. “Isn’t that the one about the guy who throws parties?”

“More or less.” Giving the boy a closer look, he was tall and slim, with long black hair and dressed like a punk. “Can I have my book back please?” As soon as you said that a blonde girl came rushing your way and grabbed your bag and you around th waist almost sweeping you away from Mr. Book Stealer.

“What about your book, sweetheart?” The boy yelled from behind you.

“Don’t answer him.” The girl whispered.

“Um, hello?” She looked very worried. “Why did you do that?”

“Did he try to hurt you?” She held your hand as though to console you.

“Uh, no he just took my book and why did you do that.” You were trying to be nice but really weren’t having this.

“My name is Grace, and I did that because you’re new and don’t know that he and those other three boys over there are the most dangerous things in town. The one you were talking to? That’s Patrick Hockstetter, notorious member of the Bowers Gang. If I could advise you, stay close to me and never speak to him again. He’s a complete lunatic.” She smiled sweetly. “Now. what do you have first period?”

You walked into your english class and found a seat in the middle of one of the rows, hoping you could make friends that way when low and behold, Mr. Book Stealer comes in and sits down right behind you.

“Why’d you leave so suddenly this morning, sweetheart?” You could almost hear him smirking. You took Grace’s advice and ignored him.

“So, where are you from?” Again, you didn’t answer. He leaned in closer to you so only you could hear him.

“I will not stop until I get what I want.” He said in almost a growl. Your eyes grew wide and you leaned forward in your desk to try and escape him.

“Today, we will be starting a group project, which I will be picking the partners for.” You teacher said as everyone groaned. He started to name off pairs.

“Mr. Hockstetter, since you seem to be getting along with our newest student, Miss (Y/L/N), you can pair up with her.” Your heart sunk. This was the absolute worst thing that could have happened and to be honest, you were terrified.

“I look forward to working with you, partner.” His smile was almost something out of a horror film and you felt your stomach turn.

You were heading out to the office to wait for your sister when you were stopped by a long arm.

“How about we go to my place to work on that project?” He stared at you like a meal.

“Actually I was thinking we could work on it here, out on the bleachers? Plus, I’m not allowed to go to people houses.” You lied. He put his arm down.

“A girl who follows rule, good.” He smirked. You brush off the creepy comment and walk out to the sports plaza together with Grace trailing closely behind.

You felt safe out here. You weren’t alone with him. There were plenty of football players and cheerleaders practicing, Grace being one of them. You got started on your project, him not doing anything of course but it wasn’t gonna do itself.

You look up at the yard after you finished the project to notice you were the only one there. Even Patrick had left. You started to walk towards your house when you were grabbed around the waist and pulled backwards into another body.

“Miss me, sweetheart?” Patrick said into your ear, with his front almost grinding against your backside.

“To be completely honest, I didn’t even know you left.” You laugh. He growls and pushes you toward the column standing across from you. You slam hard into with a small scream and slide down to the ground. Patrick storms over, yanks you up by your arm and pushes his body against yours. A single tear rolled down your face.

“You’re cute when you cry.” He brushed a piece of hair out of your face. You try your best to put on a brave face, but all that goes away when you feel a sharp pain across your stomach. You look down to see a small amount of blood bead out of a cut. His hand finds your hair and pulls it harshly backwards to make you look up at him.

“You’re mine now.” He looked directly in your eyes. When you don’t say anything, he dips his head down and bites your neck hard. You yelp out in pain. He came back and put his lips directly against your ear.

“You do what I say, when I say it. Got it?” You try to look away but he puts a hand on your jaw and the other around your neck, squeezing both tightly.

“I said got it?” He punched the last two words as he squeezed tighter.

“Yes.” You choke out as you were getting light headed.

“Good.” He said lowly. He dropped his hands and brought one around your waist. “Now, we are going to go back to my house and say were studying but I promise you. You’re in for a world of hurt and maybe if you’re good, you’ll get your book back. Okay, sweetheart?” He squeezed your hip hard enough to bruise.

“Yes.” You say barely above a whisper.

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Jack Kelly x Reader

You had heard about the fight at the circulation gate from several of the boys. Nothing about the person you cared about the most, Jack Kelly. You had heard several stories. First, that Jack had got caught with Crutchie and taken to the refuge. You quickly debunked that one but talking to a few newsies, mostly Specs. Second, that Jack had ran from the Delancy’s, which didn’t necessarily sound like him so you figured it wasn’t true. With those stories and plenty more, you were lost. Last time you saw him was when all the boys came in to Jacobi’s Deli before the dinner shift a day or two ago. You were extremely worried about him. He wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye, would he?

“Hey, (Y/N). We’ve been looking for you.” Davey said out of breath with Les and Katherine standing behind him. “We figured if anyone knew where Jack was, it would be you.”

“Well I don’t know where he is but, I know where he might be.” You turned away from the trio and headed for Jack Kelly’s best known safe haven, Medda Larkin’s theatre.

Here is our list of what we write for!

Draco Malfoy x Slytherin!Reader

Anne Wheeler x Phillip Carlyle

Due to school we haven’t been able to post much! And we are super sorry. We wanna write for y’all, we really do. But this year has just been piling stuff on us. So we are slowly getting back into writing, if you’ve sent in a request we have seen it and are working on stuff! Thank y’all so much for being patient, we will have stuff up soon!!!!

Also please feel free to send in requests for imagines/headcanons!!

We hit 400!

Thank you so much for reading our stuff and supporting us even when we don't post for months at a time. (Again sorry) But it is my goal to get a bunch of stuff going so if you guys have request for imagines, headcanons, or blurbs please message us for send in an ask!

Thanks again!

~ Admin Nat

A/N - I am so sorry we haven’t been posting a ton, more like at all really. Kat and I have just entered our junior year and homecoming is soon and life has been crazy for both of us. I hope you guys understand is posts will be few and far between until probably Christmas break. ~ Admin Nat

CAN I HAVE A COMEPLETELY PLATONIC DRACO FIC PLEASE  - Anon

Platonic!Draco x Reader

You ran down the large halls of the dungeons with a couple of your friends by your side. “You might want to stop running, (Y/L/N). I’m part of The Inquisitorial Squad Umbridge drummed up this year and I’ll have to turn you in.” You can practically hear your best friend smirking in the doorway behind you. You stopped and turned around, planting your hand on your hips. “But you won’t.” You said with a smile. “Why wouldn’t I?” He cocked an eyebrow. “Because you know what she does to those kids and I would hope you wouldn’t let that happen to me.” You looked him in the eyes. “Of course I wouldn’t let that happen to you, you’re my best friend (Y/N), I would protect you with my life.” “Well you did always protect me.” A memory played back in your mind,

Last year, The Yule Ball. You were having a wonderful time. You went with some guy from Durmstrang. You had a good time until he was trying to drag you off to the carriages in the courtyard. You heavily protested, looking for an escape. You felt a hand on your wrist and you being ripped backward and out of the grip of your date. Seconds later, you saw Draco with his fists in the air. This wasn’t the first time and of course, would not be the last.