#trigger: kidnapping

“Excellent work, Prince Zuko,” Fire Lord Ozai said, looking down on the kneeling form of the son he’d banished not that long ago. “You made quick work of what seemed an insurmountable task. Maybe there’s hope for you yet.”

Zuko nodded and was dismissed from the throne room, head reeling.

Somehow he’d managed to capture the Avatar, a young woman from the Southern Water Tribe. Despite reports that all the waterbenders from the South had been captured or killed, Zuko had had a sneaking suspicion that that was where the Avatar was, powers dormant until needed.

When he’d raided her village, she’d needed them, using a waterbending move to shoot fire at him, shocking everyone in the vicinity including herself. Except him. She’d done just what he’d hoped one of them would.

Before any of them could react any more than stare in stunned silence, Zuko had tackled the girl, putting the cuffs on her before she could deflect or retaliate, and pulling her to her feet by the chain.

“Thank you for your contribution to the war effort,” he’d said to the gathered tribespeople. One of them, a boy not much older than the girl in chains, surged forward, but was shoved to the ground by one of Zuko’s guards.

“Katara!” he’d cried as Zuko pulled the girl away.

The next morning, Zuko woke up to a servant with a scroll on a platter, sealed with his father’s seal. He sat up, took the scroll, and dismissed the servant before splitting it open.

When he read his father’s order, his eyes widened.

It was his job to break the girl’s spirit? How on earth was he supposed to do that?

He tossed the scroll aside and then thought better of it, tucking it in a hiding place he knew Azula wouldn’t be able to find before pulling on his every day robes and stepping out into the hallway.

Getting to the specially made dungeon wasn’t difficult, of course. Zuko had been present when it was dedicated, almost four years ago now. Back when the previous Avatar had accidentally died in the altercation meant to capture him, Ozai realized they needed to find the new one and keep them alive.

The difficult part was going to be doing whatever needed to be done to break this girl, make it so she didn’t want to leave or fight. Maybe even work for them, he guessed, if he could accomplish such a thing.

With a sigh, Zuko signaled for the guard to unlock the door and let him in.

Unfortunately for Zuko but definitely fortunately for Katara, he decided in the moment between him being in the hallway and him being in her cell that the best course of action would be to get to know her. Act like he was on her side. Like he was trustworthy.

Unfortunately for Zuko, this led to him learning a lot about her and beginning to actually like her. Maybe even see the errors of the Fire Nation’s ways.

Fortunately for Katara, this led to him eventually deciding to let her out, telling his father that she was harmless when in actuality he wanted to get both of them out of the capital.

It didn’t hurt that he’d turned to his uncle for advice on how to handle the Avatar, either.

Their escape from the capital was so spontaneous they hadn’t even known when it was going to happen. Iroh bundled them out of the palace in the middle of the night and onto the ship Zuko had used to find her, the one Iroh owned and crewed. They immediately set sail for the Southern Water Tribe to retrieve Katara’s brother, make apologies to her people, and come up with a plan for them to retreat deeper into the South Pole because once they were discovered missing that would be the first place the Fire Nation would go. Thankfully Katara was able to waterbend them through the ocean so that they traveled twice as quickly as they would have otherwise.

Once Sokka was on board, figuratively and literally, and the rest of their tribe safe, they set a course for the Earth Kingdom and a new ship.

To Zuko’s surprise, when they were on the open water again, Katara kissed him on the cheek. She walked away, leaving him stunned with his hand on his cheek, wondering why she’d done it. He’d been the one who’d kidnapped her in the first place, after all.

Gorou moved as quietly as he could. If that person knew he was coming, who knows what they’ll do to Kazuha? No. The general already lost too much. He couldn’t lose his dearest friend.

They said if he didn’t come alone, they’d—

Deep breaths.

Gorou tried to calm himself. He knew panicking would be of no use to him. He has to focus. He looks once again at the crumpled letter.

Dearest General,

Your friend Kaedehara Kazuha is no longer with the Crux Fleet. He had been taken by a mysterious figure going by the moniker “Yandere Anon”. The abduction has taken place near two months ago. If you wish to reclaim him, come to the Tatarasuna on XX-XX-XXXX. If you are found with company, Kazuha shall pay the price.

He didn’t want to believe it, but after seeing the storm that is an angry Beidou, he was hard pressed to ignore the letter.

Arriving at his destination, he took a moment to survey the site. Nothing caught his attention immediately, only piling onto his mounting anxiety.

All was quiet. No sounds of life, not even the rain from outside.

Nothing but a low hum—

Wait.

Gorou jumped to the side, just in time to avoid a giant mechanical spider. The abomination hissed at him before spraying water at the hybrid. Gorou drew his weapons and nocked an arrow. Only to come to the horrific realization that he couldn’t let go.

Another spider snuck up behind him and hit him with a Cryo attack.

He couldn’t act as someone hit over the back of his head, knocking him out.

—

When Gorou came to, he was met with three sights.

A chain, leading down from his neck.

A person standing over him with his weapons.

And his friend, Kazuha, chained to the opposite wall from him, pale and thinner than he was ever before.

“Oh goodie! You’re finally awake,” the person cheered. “Welcome, Darling Gorou.”

THIS IS KILLING ME. I know it was lost not too long ago and I found it then - but now I can’t find it, can’t see it on the blog, let alone on Ao3. The community will find this FOR SURE. It was long, Bughead is barely in it until the ending when Jughead saves Betty in a cabin in the woods after she’d been missing for like a year. Everyone moved on but Jughead couldn’t. Does anyone know off the top of their heads? My searching is not finding it and it’s driving me mad! Anyone?

@easyluckyfree45 @typicaljuggie have found it - and I feel like a complete moron! Thank you both SO much - you are both ROCKSTARS! Here you are @appleres - enjoy! Happy Reading! 💙💛

Unhinged by @crescentmoonmadness (11/11 - NR)

Kai weakly opened his eyes though it did no good. The room was dark, pitch black, which he was thankful for so he wouldn't have to see the shape he was in. He pulled against the chains, the metal rattling but giving none. He hadn't bathed in months, maybe years. He wasn't really sure but he knew seasons had come and gone quite a few times.

He hated holidays the most. Whoever had him in this cold cell would leave for days, even weeks, and he'd be left with some food and a bottle of water that was always just barely out of reach. If he was lucky, someone might sneak in and help him but he never saw who.

He knew his parents in his reality were gone, and he knew everyone else was too. Especially after seeing the graves, the debris, the rubble. Even the skeletons. He let himself sob quietly, feeling the guilt eat at him.

He had left his own reality, though not by choice, and now everyone was gone- The whole planet, wiped out. Because he wasn't there, he didn't help.

Hearing the gates open, he knew someone would be in a few moments, though he hadn't been prepared for the light to come on. For it to show how beaten up he was, how caked in dirt and sand he was and how dull his eyes were along with how his bones were becoming prominent.

13. I loved you. Loved. Past tense.

A/N: Longer than a drabble, we’re talkin’ 1,100 words. Sorry. Really, really sorry.

“Y/N, please.” Jared held his hand against the door, your entire weight pushing against the back of it as his force pressed on the front. “Please don’t do this. You can’t shut me out. Not again.” He begged.

“Jared, go home.” You sighed, back leaning against the wood. 

“I am home, Y/N. This is my home, here, with you.” He pushed on the door once again, and you were just too damn tired to keep fighting him, so you gave in. 

“Listen, I’m gonna step out of the way of the door, you can come in, but you need to listen to me. No questions asked.” You pinched the bridge of your nose. Jared hummed in agreement and you let him in, both of you sitting around the island in the center of the kitchen. 

“What’s going on, Y/N? Things have been so different lately. You’ve been distant, and I don’t just mean because of the hundreds of miles between us.” Jared reached for your hand, but you pulled it away and tucked it between your knees. 

Here you are! This one is delightful!

Enjoy!! 💗 Jandy

On the Threshold of Matrimony by @likemereckless (8/8 - M)

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Eye for an Eye by @lazydaizies

E  27/27

Summary:  Young women are disappearing in New York and when the sister of Jughead Jones, (King of the Serpents and notoriously well known in the world of heists as The Shadow Thief) is taken and left for dead, revenge becomes his primary focus.

When an FBI agent clues him in on who is possibly behind the disappearances, and he finds out the man has a sister, Jughead makes a move that starts a war with deadly consequences.

Sister for sister, Jughead doesn’t realize the value this slip of a woman with golden hair and green eyes has and just what her brother is willing to sacrifice to get her back.

Enjoy!

Hi!

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Little Criminals by lauren_is_a_moron

T   16/?