Tom Hardy Imagine - Blog Posts

Aspectabund - T.H

(adj.) Letting or being able to let expressive emotion show easily through one's face and eyes.

Starring into the distance, the rustling of the waves near the house barely audible and the coffee in his hands almost cold after the thoughts in his head took all of his attention.

A small high-pitched giggle startling him out of his thoughts, causing him to turn around. His eyes fell to the woman and the toddler on the bed, the little boy looking up and attending to grab his father, failing due to the hands on his hips to prevent him from falling down.

Tom's gaze visibly softened, his Wife's tired eyes looking up from their little boy to look him in the eyes, a tired smile tugging at the corner of her lips. She looked so incredibly beautiful.

He would've never thought that someone like him, would find someone as wonderfull as her. Not only she gave birth to his first Child,but she also stucked to his side the whole time. Supporting him whenever she could, comforting him and smiling at him without a single hatred thought.

A lot of people in his Life turned out to not be the people they pretented to be, enjoying their five minutes of fame for being Friends with him. It was pathetic, he was only a human, just like them.

,,Ur thoughts are really loud today" she whispered, not daring to break the peacefull silence, smiling more when the little todler let out a loud giggle.

,,Just enjoying the time" Tom's response held a different meaning and she knew that. Making his way towards her, he smiled when she attented to grab him, pulling him on top of her.

,,Look, daddy is here Jay" the little toddler already curling up against her side, grabbing his fathers hand, letting out a satisfied hum when his mother started caresing his head.

Tom rested his head on her chest, gently holding the hand of his one-year-old toddler. A satisfied smile tugged at his lips when he kissed his Wife's collarbone before resting his head against her again.

,,I love you so much"

Thank you for reading my first drabble! i'm sorry if i made any mistakes and please let me know so i can correct them :) I want to clarify that english is not my first language. If you have any request ideas, please drop them i'm absolutely clueless. Lots of loveღ

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ᴀᴍᴀʀᴀ (03.09.21)

James delaney Angsty imagine

I'm sorry I gotta do it. This is extremely sad and angsty. Warning you now. I dunno. Sometimes angsty things come to me. If you would like a part two of Andy as James' guardian let me know. Totally could do it. On with the imagine!

Below is a mood board for Andy!

She came when James was 17 and Zilpha was 15. She was to be the new housemaid. She was Brace's daughter. Her name was Andromeda and she was 15 like zilpha. James remembered her like it was yesterday. She had been firey and sweet all at the same time. She had caught him and zilpha many a time and kept her mouth shut. Not because zilpha threatened her. No. She'd made that clear to the both of them the first time she'd caught them and zilpha opened her mouth with harsh and hot words.

She made her way down the hall silently with the wicker laundry basket, avoiding all the squeaky floor boards. She noticed Zilphas door cracked open and raised her fist to give a small knock but stilled in her movements when she heard it. The heavy breathing and small mewls from Zilpha and James' grunting with every thrust. And she knew it was James. Because Zilpha called out quietly. "James! Don't stop!" She felt sick to her stomach but at the same time this was a perfect time to teach the two of them a lesson about sneaking about. "Hey. If you guys are gonna sneak about yeah, do it the right way." She called out. She heard the curses and the thud that indicated someone had fallen off the bed. Within moments the door was wretched open and Zilpha stood in the door way with a red and nervous James behind her. The look on Zilohas face was a cross between shame and anger. "Laundry?" She held up the basket. Zilpha huffed. "If you tell anyone about what you just saw-" she growled but Andromeda had cut her off. "Well if I told then I wouldn't have the joy of watching you attempt and fail to sneak around here would I?" She reached behind James and pulled the door shut. "Next time. Shut the door all the way." She gave a cheeky smirk and made her way down the hall whistling like it was just another day.

The next time she caught them he knew she was growing annoyed at this point that they weren't being as careful as they should. She'd told them as much.

She rounded the corner to see the two of them heavily kissing in the hallway. "Come on you two! Seriously!" They jumped away from eachother. "You both don't have a sneaky bone in your bodies. Its obvious." She muttered annoyed. "W-well father is gone." Zilpha spoke up. Andromeda raised a brow. "Is my father? Did your father say for how long he'd be gone for?" Zilpha turned red immediately. Andromeda didn't look at the two of them as she stocked the hall closet with the bath towels and spoke. "If you really want to keep this whole...thing...a secret. You have to do better. Cause if you get caught and and they ask me if I knew, I'm Singing like a canary. At that point its everyone for themselves." She said and turned to give the two teens a look. Zilpha didn't meet her eyes and James just smiled amused. "Now you both have a room with a lock yes?" James nodded. "Good. Use them. Good day." She waved them off and disappeared back down the stairs. Zilpha had taken a deep breath and looked back up at him with a giggle.

She was one of the best people both siblings knew. And she only proved to be more than that when his father had pissed someone off and they came for Zilpha as revenge. He also remembered that nightmare of a night too clearly.

He had come into the back door, pausing when he'd heard a man shouting, Zilpha sobbing, and Andromeda quietly talking. He silently moved through the kitchen, grabbing a knife and peeking into the foyer. A dirty looking man was standing in the middle of the foyer with a gun pointed at Zilpha who was standing infront of the stairs, Andromeda behind her on the second step. "Please. Shes just a girl. She had nothing to do with any of this." Andromeda was saying in a calm, hushed tone. "Shut up!" The man yelled back clearly irritated. "Look mister. You're angry. I get it. I've been there. But don't take an innocent girls life for something so trivial. The safes are upstairs. I will open them for you. Take whatever you want. Just not her." The man growled. "I dont want money or jewels. He can get those back. He can't get her back." He clicked off the safety and James snuck behind him, rasing the knife. The man must've seen Zilphas expression because before he could plunge the knife into the man's neck he fired. It all happened in slow motion. Andromeda kicked Zilpha to the floor and out of the way. And within a blink of an eye Andromeda was against the stairs. A dazed look in her eyes as blood seeped through her white dress, staining her chest. James plunged the knife into the man's throat repeatedly until he was sure the man was no longer breathing and rushed to the stairs to Andromeda. She wasnt making a sound but her eyes were moving. Like she was seeing something no one else could. Zilpha sobbed and crawled her way up to the maid and held her hand tightly. James pulled her head up, his eyes wet. "Andromeda! Hey! Andy!" He yelled to her through a cracked voice. She didn't answer him but her eyes met his. "Dont you dare. Don't you dare leave us!" She gave a small smile and looked over at Zilpha who couldn't control her heavy sobbing. And she closed her eyes, her chest stopped moving and her body went heavy. The door burst open and Horace Delaney made his appearance. He took in the man's body on the floor and his two children sobbing over his maids body on the stairs and his blood ran cold. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!"

James was sure that the was the one and only time his father had felt true, unadulterated guilt and sadness. He had paid for the finest funeral for Andromeda and the finest tombstone in the finest cemetery London had to offer. Brace had broken that day. He had never been the same. He'd taken to drinking and putting up a fake front for everyone else. James had pulled back from Zilpha. He'd started taking an interest in the east India company and had eventually gone on that trip to Africa where he'd almost died and disappeared for 10 years. Zilpha was guilt ridden. She had put it into her mind that it was her fault that Andy was dead. That if she had been braver and not such a little girl Andy would still be alive. James called it survivors guilt. And he knew exactly how she felt now after the sinking of the Influence. He had seen Andy many a time in his visions and dreams. Always there lecturing him on his troublesome ways and stupid plans. And when his mother had tried to drown him in the lake for the first time she had gone head to head with the woman. She was his protector even now. He just felt it. So he made it a routine once a week every Friday to buy flowers and leave them on her grave. An offering. A thank you for all her hard work in life and in the afterlife as his guardian

Hmm. Send which Tom Hardy character you'd like an imagine for with one of these. Id like to try this out 🤔

Send a symbol for my muse’s reaction to your muse:

❅ = wanting to build a snowman

✾ = bringing them a dozen roses

✛ = telling them they want kids

✎ = leaving a note

♛ = tucking them in bed

♠ = asking them for a loan

♘ = telling them a secret

✉ = texting them at 4 a.m.

♬ = whistling off-key very loudly

☆ = pointing out a shooting star

Charles Bronson imagine #1

So this is a new mutants crossover. I couldn't stop thinking about Illyana rasputin meeting Charles and them bonding over their like of violence. This is a friendship imagine. So enjoy.

Nothing interested Charlie Bronson. Not here in the funny factory. He spent his days being troublesome to the guards and other patients to amuse himself. He spent his mornings being tackles and sedated and shoved in an arm chair in the common area until it would wear off in the afternoon where he was good for a couple of hours before repeating the same routine. But one day was different than the others. They caught his eye. 5 new patients being led into the common room with these funny black and bulky collars around their necks with blinking red lights on them. He immediately was intrigued. Most of them seemed to be quiet and melancholy except one. A girl. She was firey and very troublesome for the guards. He laughed amused. And when she finally sat herself down in a corner by herself he moved towards her. "Fuck off." Was the first sentence out of her mouth when he asked her what her name was. He picked up on the Russian accent right away. But her attitude pissed him off. "You, yeah, are a right cunt. All I'm trying to do is be polite, yeah, and ask you what your name is." He growled out. She finally looked up at him with a look of annoyance. "And I said to fuck off. Or are you fucking deaf big man?" She asked angrily. He let out a breath of disbelief at the balls the girl had. "Look little girl, I don't usually hurt women, but there's a first fucking time to everything isn't there you bitch?" She slowly stood. "Yeah? Why don't you try it. I'll sever your hands from their wrists and then shove them up your ass." She said with a deadly serious expression. And now he was truly intrigued. But before he could open his mouth to say something else he was interrupted. "Rasputin! Bronson! Disperse! Now!" The guard demanded, coming forward with his night stick. Knowing how Bronson was with authority. But surprisingly he put his hands up and stepped away. "Alright sunshine. Let's see how long you fucking last in here yeah?" He chuckled and went back to his arm chair as she sat back down and went back to her drawing. But the next day is what really had Bronsons attention. And in that moment he knew he wasn't gonna just leave her alone. Not anymore. Not after what he saw. She was drawing on the floor again, alone. When another person with one of those weird collars stood over her. They seemed to argue. Getting louder and louder until she had the other girl backed against one of the tables. And in an instant blink of an eye, her eyes glowed a bright blue, a clanking was heard as her left arm began to materialize metal armor and soon she was holding a glowing blue sword. It took her two steps forward, and with a war cry she lifted the sword and brought it down in time to hit a red barrier that seemed to be protecting the other girl.



His eyes were wide and the other patients were freaking out. Crying, screaming, or just being loud. But he couldn't take his eyes off the blonde. He had never seen anything like this. He had heard of mutants before. But he had shrugged it off never having seen one in person before. But in this moment he was taken with her. This firey girl that had just shown how powerful she really was. But it was short lived when an a doctor in a white coat entered the room. "Thats enough Illyana!" She yelled and in an instant a syringe was plunged into the girls neck. She fought for a moment before her body went back to normal and she went limp.



His mouth still hanging open he got up before they could take her to solitary. "Oi! She didn't do anything wrong yeah? Just defending herself!" He came closer. A guard stepped forward. "Shut up and sit down Bronson." He said sternly. But he kept approaching. "Nah I don't think i will. You yeah, aren't gonna punish her for fucking defending herself are you. She was the one being harassed by the other cunt yeah." He was getting angrier. He didn't understand this need to protect the girl. "Bronson! Sit the fuck down and mind your business!" The guard said getting angry. This pissed Bronson off and he stepped forward. "You fucking cunt!" Within seconds a brawl had broken out between Bronson and the guards. He had gotten in quite a few punches before he was tackled and injected as well. Looking to his left he met the girls drugged gaze. He gave her a cheeky smile and she lazily gave one back before passing out. But he fought the entire way to solitary. They were carrying him limb by limb and had him starfished. But he kept moving his body and yelling as they moved him down the hallways into solitary. He was a big man and it took a minute for the sedative to kick in for him. But once it did he stopped fighting and was tossed into solitary next to the girl.

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It was the screaming that woke him. And not the insane screaming from the others not sound of mind stuck in solitary as well. No. The true terrified screams from the girl in the cell next to him. He jolted up immediately and banged on the wall connecting them. "Oi! Is everything alright?" He asked her loudly. But when her screams turned into heavy sobs is when he really started to worry. He pushed the food hatch open and began to yell. "Oi! One you fuckers needs to get down here! I think there's something wrong!" But when he heard nothing he got angry and worried. "HEY YOU CUNTS!" finally he heard boots lazily walking down the hallway to his cell. When they came eye to eye the guard looked throughly annoyed. "What Bronson?" He huffed. "I think there's something wrong with my neighbor, the girl." The guard rolled his eyes. "Course there is. Thats why you're all here innit?" He said and started to walk around. "Now im not fucking around with you yeah. I really think somethings wrong. So if you don't have a look and she turns up dead, how's that gonna look on you when I tell them I told you to check and you didn't aye?" His tone hard. The guard eyed him for a moment before moving to her cell. He pushed the dinner flap open. And stumbled back immediately with a swear. "Jesus fucking christ!" He fumbled for his radio for a moment before calling out. "I need staff to solitary. Cell 23. I repeat staff to solitary. Cell 23. Urgent. Gotta a code 72." He said shakily. "Code 72. What the fucm does that mean?" But the guard was too shaken up to even acknowledge him. "What the fuck is a code 72?!" He yelled again. He could feel the dread pooling in his stomach. But again he was ignored as the rushing of feet and squeaky wheels of a gurney was heard. Within seconds the door was thrown open to the girls cell. And shuffling was heard. He could barely see her body on the gurney but he caught enough. Claw marks marred her pale skin. Blood dripped from them. And he knew she couldn't have done those to herself. They looked like an animal had done it. And he felt absolutely worried when she didn't move or make a sound.

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It had been 2 weeks. He had asked everyday and gotten the same answer. "Its none of your business." He was antsy and anxious and he had done nothing but pace back and forth for most of his days not seeing the girl. But one day he came into the common room and saw her sitting in her corner drawing, bandages covering her arms and legs and he let out a sighs of relief, bolting for her immediately. He took a seat infront of her at the table. She barely looked up at him and continued to draw and color. He didn't know to say for the first few minutes so silence passed between them. Then "Illyana." He was taken aback. " 'Cuse me?" He asked. "My name. Its Illyana." She clarified not looking up. He let a goofy smile take over. "Charles Bronson." "Why you here then Charles?" She asked. He chuckled. "Cause I like violence innit. I like to fight authority. So I get bounced around from place to place. Ended up here." He said. He looked at her. "Why you here then Illyana?" He asked lightly. "I killed seven men." He looked taken aback immediately. This little thing took out seven grown men on her own? He showed her power two weeks ago. He knew she wasn't weak. But 7? "Thats a surprise." He muttered. She stopped coloring and looked at him finally. "I killed them one by one. Blade slicing through them like butter." She said, a glint of pride in her eyes. "Well...that's nice innit." She snorted and went back to coloring. He stayed silent for a moment before he leaned forward. "What happened to you in that cell?" He asked quietly. She stopped immediately and tensed up before looking him in the eye. "That girl. Shes in our heads. She knows your worst fears. And she can manifest them. She can make you wish for death." She said. He sat back with a new found intrigue. "And so she set your fear on you then?" He asked. She gave him one nod before going back to coloring. "I wasn't expecting it. I wasn't able to go to limbo to get away." She said he raised a brow. "Limbo?" He asked. He was familiar with going to your happy place. To zone out. But she was speaking as if this was a physical place she could go to. To disappear to. She nodded. "Its a place we made up. We go to it when we are scared." He raised both brows this time. "We?" She nodded again. "Lockheed and I." She said reaching in her back pocket and pulling out the puppet. She held it up to her ear. "Its alright Lockheed. We can trust him." She paused. "Yes I am sure." Another pause. "Thank you." She turned the puppet towards him and spoke in a creepy voice, making its mouth move. "If you tell we'll rip your balls off and shove them down your throat." He was starting to see why she was really here. But he didnt want to be rude. "Lockheed was it?" He cleared his throat. The puppet nodded. "You have nothing to worry about, right, mate." For a moment she held it up still before putting it back in its place in her pocket. "He trusts you." She said. He just nodded. So this was why she was here. She WAS crazy then. As if she could hear his thoughts she stood abruptly. "Im not crazy. Ill prove it." She held out her hand. He took it hesitantly and stood, allowing her to lead him to a blind spot in the room. She checked the guards weren't watching before her eyes turned blue and a portal seemed to appear. He watched in awe as she stepped into it. "Come on." She said and pulled him in after her, he watched it close and looked at his surroundings. There were many platforms that looked to lead to a firey blaze should you step off.



But she moved off it and seemed to step on air. "Well. Come on." She said and led him deeper into her 'limbo' place. She led him pretty far in before she whistled. And in a few seconds a purple dragon like character flew towards them, landing on her shoulder. It looked exactly like her puppet. "So this is Lockheed then?" He asked. He got a nod from her. "Alright then mate?" He asked the small creature. It squawked at him as if greeting him and he took a good look around. None of this seemed real. And if he was anyone else he would've denied it all and pretended it was all in his head. But he wasn't sound in the mind either and this was a mutant. It wasnt that hard to believe for him. "Place is huge and dark innit?" She nodded. "We like it this way." She said. If he was being honest this was what he'd imagine hell to look like but he didnt want to be rude. So he kept that to himself. "And you're able to come here whenever you want?" She nodded. "So then why don't you just never come out?" He asked. She frowned. "Because of the smiling men." She said. He looked at her questioningly. "The men that used me as a child, the men that I killed. They aren't just men. They are monsters. And they lurk here too." She says whilst stroking Lockheed. He frowned. " well if you created this place, can't you just, I dunno, make them nonexistent?" He asked. She shook her head. "No. Because this place was made because of them. They are the enemy of this land. My mind does not allow me to just zap them away." He pretended to understand and she sighed. "We must get back. Before they ring the alarm because we are missing. Come." She took his hand once more and the portal opening appeared again, this time they exited. No appeared to notice anything so they sat back down at their small table. They sat in a comfortable silence until lunch time and this time, Bronson didn't cause a scene, he did what he was told and took his lunch tray and sat down with Illyana once more. This routine would continue until his release. He was sad to go. But he promised to get her out. And after many attempts today was the day. Whoever thought he was trust worthy enough have a patient released into his care when he himself had been a rather violent patient was fucking stupid but he wasn't gonna say a word. He smiled when Illyana walked through the buzzing gate. She smiled back at him and they were off to bigger and better adventures. Two chaotic souls soothing eachothers madness.

A/n: i tried my best for this one. I had a vision and I dont think it came across very well. But I tried. Hope yall like this crossover. I have an affinity for weird ships. And whilst I saw this ship as more of a friendship than a romantic ship I've also been dabbling with a Bane and Illyana ship. So if thats something you'd like to read an imagine for drop a comment.

Dan imagine

Ok so this is from the short film 'Sargent slaughter my big brother' its ok YouTube.

She pushed the door open to his room slowly and quietly. She could hear his snores. "Dan?" She asked softly. He grumbled and rubbed his eyes. "Another one?" He asked sleepily. She nodded. He sighed and moved over. Lifting the covers to his boxer clad body. "Come on." He said. She closed the door and climbed into the bed next to him. "Now go to sleep. You'll be ok now." She closed her eyes immediately falling back asleep as did he. When Rose was 12 she came to live with Dan and his family from America. Her parents were friends with his parents. They were hit by a drunk driver and killed. And with no where else to go Dans parents took her in with no hesitation. But Rose had been in the car with her parents when they were hit. When the car flipped she was struck with a piece of metal that resulted in the large spinal scar on her back. It had been a miracle that she was alive let alone able to walk. And since then her PTSD had been a rampant part of her life. The nightmares had subsided to rare things as she grew up. But sometimes they struck and she was left awake and in a panic. Dan had always been there for her. The two growing close as he was mostly the one to awake from her screaming. He would sit with her and stay with her when this happened. As they grew up together they grew closer. And while his father thought it was distasteful to have them sharing a bed now at their age, his mother tbought it was sweet Dan cared about Rose. But was it blossoming into something more than just friendly care?

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"The French foreign legion? You're leaving me?" She asked disheartened as he sat at his desk sculping another one of his figurines. She was careful not to look down as he was almost always naked as he sculped. He sighed and used a tool to scrape clay off the details. Of the man. "Rose. You'll be ok without me. I know you will." He said not looking at her. She sighed. "Thats not the point is it? What about Keith?" He chewed his gum slowly. "What about him? He'llbe fine wont he?" She set the paper back on his desk. "Not with Andrew bullying and traumatizing him every day." She said. He chuckled. "He needs to stand up for himself. Thats all. Andrews not a big guy now is he?" He said switching tools. "Look. This is something I really want to do. Could you just support me? Because I'm not telling mom and dad. They won't let me leave otherwise." She sighed. "Yes. I'm sorry. I just worry." He looked at her finally with a smile. "You don't need to. I'll be fine. Promise." She nodded and left the room.

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She flipped through the book as she leaned against the barn wall. Keith was holding the punching bag for Dan as Dan hit it. She could see keith grimace at every hit. But it was when Dan threw him the padded armor and a mouth guard that she protested. "DAN! no! Thats too far now!" She said. Dan smiled at her. "Oh He'll be fine! Wont ya keith?" Keith nodded hesitatantly. She huffed and said nothing more as the boys began to spar. But when dan hit keith so hard the mouth guard flew out and continued to try to hit she tensed. "Dan..." she warned. But keith took off his gloves and threw them down before shouting at dan and running " fuck you! You stupid fucking idiot!" He went on to shout something else she didn't catch and dan took off after him yelling "ah but it does you little shit!" She sighed and tossed her book down, following after them as they came into the garden where their parents were. Keith picked up a hay fork and pointed it at Dan. "Boys!" Rose tried to reason. Neither one of them turned to look at her. "Stay away from me! Stay away!" Keith swung the hay fork around as they circled eachother. "Steady." Dan muttered. "No! It ends here." Keith replied. "What?" Dan asked. "It ends here!" Keith replied a laugh in his voice. And dan lost his composure laughing. He fell back into the snow laughing and keith held the hay fork to his body ready to strike. "Steady!" Keith let out a yell and pointed the fork down at Dan. "Be very sure! Be very sure you can pay the bill!" Keith let out a frustrated yell and threw the fork. Dan then pulled keith down into the snow and held him in an arm bar while reciting something in French. She rolled her eyes.

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They walked home and passed Andrew sitting on the bench. Keith stopped and smirked. Turning to andrew. "What did you say?" He asked. Andrew looked up. "Didn't say nothing." He said honestly. "Hey." Dan said stepping beside keith. "Never said nothing." Andrew said again. Keith smirked and patted Dan on the back and kept walking. Dan stared into andrew "would you like a terror?" He asked and spit to the side.

He then gave andrew a threatening smile. Rose yanked Dans backpack making him stumble as Andrew got up and picked up his sled, moving to leave. "Stop it. Come on." She said. He looked at her and sighed. "Alright. Come on then." He began walking with her again.

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As they sat at the dinner table Dan reached his hand into the peas and grabbed a handful. His mother slapped him on the hand with the spoon. "Use the spoon Daniel. Thats why its there" she said and passed him the spoon. She was glad she didn't like peas. "Piss off." Dan muttered under his breath. But his mother heard it. "Did you-? If you swear one more time.." she said and sat back down. "Sorry." He muttered. Rose kicked his shin under the table and he turned and glared at her. "Youre going skiing?" His dad said. "Yeah." He said quietly. " don't seem very well prepared." His dad said. "Have you got insurance?" His mothet asked. He laughed. "Yeah right." He then brought the spoon to his mouth. "You won't think it funny if you get helicoptered off a mountain and you have to pay for it." His mother said. Keith began mouthing the words his dad said. "Prior planning and preparation prevents...piss poor performance." Rose cringed. She didn't like the way his dad treated him. Like he was a disappointed. Like he was better than Dan. But she kept quiet because it wasn't her place. She ate silently. Dan closed his eyes momentarily. Before keith stood and reached for a roll. "Where abouts are you going skiing?" Before Rose could act, Dans spoon made harsh and hard commection to Keith's spine and he fell back letting out a yell of pain. He took off up the stairs and his mother splashed Dan with the water jug and gave him a glare before following after him. Rose closed her eyes and sighed. Her plate was now ruined and her shirt was wet from sitting next to dan when he was splashed. It was quiet for a moment as dan ate peas one at a time with his fingers. Before his dad looked at him with a condescending smile. "You reall think youre a hard man don't you? Youre not a hard man. I've met hard men. And youre not one of them." He said sternly. Rose rolled her eyes and stood up, throwing her napkin on her plate and moving up the stairs towards keiths room. She couldn't stand being in that man's presence when he got into one of his moods.

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There was a knock on the door and Dans goofy voice from through it. "Barky....im sorry...." she rolled her eyes. "He really sucks at Scooby-Doo you know that?" She whispered to keith who gave a slight smile but said nothing. There was another knock before the door opened and Dan entered, closing the door behind him.. Looking at the two of them he sat next to keith on the bed. "Fuck off you fucking psychopath. You nearly broke my back. Kt really FUCKING hurt me!" Keith said. His voice wavering ad he was clearly upset. "I thought you were trying to tell them." Dan said softly. Keith rolled over and yelled. "No i fucking wasn't! I was trying to help!" Dan reached out and touched him. "Dont cry." Keith slapped his hand away. "I reckon the only reason you don't want mom and dad to know id because you don't have the GUTS to join. You know, I hope you get there and some really hard fucker kicks the shit out of you! So you have to come home crying with your tail between your legs!" He yelled at Dan who just nodded. Keith then sat up "you need to tell them. And if you don't...I will." Keith left the room and Rose sighed. She got up from her chair and moved to leave as well. "Hes right. You should." She said. He looked at her but said nothing.

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She leaned out of her room as she heard him moving down the hall. "Youre going now?" She whispered in disbelief. He whirled around to her. "No better time than the present." He shrugged. She stepped infront of him. "You weren't even gonna say goodbye?" She asked crossing her arms. He shook his head. "Caused too much trouble already." He muttered. She sighed. "Do you really want to do this?" He nodded. "Yes. I do." She let her arms drop. "Then I can't stop you. But please. Remember your promise to be careful." She begged. He smiled. "I will. Ill be home before long. Ain't like they'll station me somewhere as a newbie huh?" He encouraged. "You better be right." She said. He nodded. "I have to go now." He said. She closed her eyes. "Goodbye then." She nodded. He turned to walk away. "Dan! Wait!" She whisper yelled. He turned confused but was met with her lips upon his. He smiled into the kiss and pulled away. "Well, now o have to return dont I?" He smirked. She slapped his arm. "Go before your dad wakes or God forbid your mom. Youll never hear the end of it. And be careful!" She said. He moved down the hallway and gave her a salute. "Yes ma'am." She rolled her eyes and went back into her room to sleep the rest of the morning away.

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Keith barged into her room and she opened her eyes with a groan. "Hes gone." He said. "Yes I know. Caught him sneaking out last night." He snorted. "Moms in a tizzy. Dads indifferent." He said sitting by her desk. "Did you tell them?" She asked sleepily. "Had to didnt I? He left all his stuff. He clearly wasn't going skiing." She groaned again. "Great. And we get to deal with the aftermath. " he nodded. She sighed and looked at the light from the window. "He said he will be back at some point. I guess that's all we have to look forward to." She said with a blush remembering the kiss. Keith spotted it and smirked. "About time. Maybe he will hurry back faster then." He said getting up to leave. "And don't worry. I won't tell THAT secret to anyone." He snorted and left. "You better not!" She called after him. She laid back down and sighed looking at the ceiling. Dan better come back soon. She couldnt wait to see the look on his dads face when he came back a member of the French foreign legion. Oh God the satisfaction she will feel that he will have to eat his words. But more importantly he better come back so they could go on a date or something. You can't just kiss someone and leave it hanging like that. She sighed again and closed her eyes. He will come back. She knew it.

James delaney imagine #2

This imagine is inspired by the movie 'MERMAID DOWN'

James snapped his eyes open. His mother appeared to him in his vision. She seemed frantic, anxious. Not at all how she usually was. She kept pointing through the trees as if directing him. He stood and pulled on his poncho leaving the manor and climbing onto his horse, pushing it to move as fast as it could through the london streets and eventually into the forrest. Moving through the trees at lightening speed he stopped abruptly when he heard the high pitched inhuman sound that radiated agony and fear. He jumped from the horse and silently and quickly made his way through the trees. He stopped short at what he saw. A man had a woman...no. she was a siren. Hung upside down to a tree as he swung the axe he was holding back and let it go making contact with the sirens tail as if to cut it off at the base. She let out another high pitched sound. And another as he swung again. James was frozen. This is what his mother wanted from him. To save this creature. Though he didnt know why. He wouldn't question it. He stepped out of the trees just as the man made the final strike, severing the siren from hair tail. She let out one last scream before going silent. Though now severed in half he could see she was still alive. The man grabbed her arm and made to drag her off towards a cliff but was stopped but the click of james gun. "And just what do you think you're doing?" He asked sternly. The man turned toward him, axe raised. "Who are you?!" The man demanded. "Im james K delaney and I won't repeat myself." The man glared. "None of your business." He spat. James leveled the gun against the man's head. "Oh it very much is. You see, these are my forests. Therefore you have no business here in the first place. Let alone trying to slaughter the creatures that dwell in them." He said. The man spit at james feet and he pulled the trigger, blasting the man back in a bloody death. He then holstered the gun and moved towards the now tailess siren. He eyed the tail still strung up and dripping blood. And then the woman severed in half at the waist but still alive and breathing heavy in shock. He moved to the tail first and cut it down from the tree. He eyed her severed body. It was useless now. He picked it up and tossed it into the river before turning to her. He approached her slowly and she growled at him showing him her teeth in a defensive manor. He raised his hands in surrender. "Its alright. I am not going to hurt you." He said slowly taking off his poncho. He spread it wide and bent down towards her gently wrapping it around her and picking what was left of her up. It was like he already knew what to do. As he walked back towards his horse he slightly wondered what the hell his mother had gotten him into.

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He had left her in the bathtub. It was the only place he could think of. She hadnt said a word to him since the weeks he'd kept her here. But she had grown legs. Which was something he hadn't been expecting. But he didnt say a word to her either. But as he went on caring for her he started to notice that she would use her hands to tell him things. Sign language he figured is what it was. She just didn't spell things. More like pointed to things and make gestures. He caught on and soon it was easy to communicate. And soon he had a bought a wheelchair so he could take her out of the house when he went. He didn't know what this siren was doing to him but he was attached. And he knew that. And james delaney never got attached to anyone.

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He pushed the wheelchair down the london street. He got a lot of looks. James delaney. The one they called the devil pushing a wheelchair with a young attractive woman in it like it was the most normal thing he'd ever done in his life. They whispered and gawked as they passed. He ignored it and continued to push her along towards the docks where his business was. She was looking around in curiosity as they went. The dress he had taken from Lorna and dressed her in, too big on her frame but it would have to work for now. He approached the docks and leaned down to speak in her ear. "I have business to attend to. But once its done we can visit the lake in the forrest." He said quietly. She moved her head to look at him. He gave a small almost not there smile. She pointed to herself and then to the water surrounding the docks. And looked back at him. He nodded. "Yes." He confirmed. She turned her head back straight and looked at the water as they continued to get closer.

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He watched her shove herself out of the wheelchair and into the dirt, pulling herself with her arms down the embankment into the lake with a splash. She leaned back into the water with a sigh of relief and closed her eyes. He watched her curiously as she became entranced in the water. And within a minute she was under the water and out of his sight. He straightened up and watched the water intently. He was just about to follow her when a black tail came out of the water and then dipped back in. He let out a small smirk. She had done it. She had healed. He had done as his mother had asked him. But he was also disappointed. She wouldn't be coming back with him that much was clear. She didn't need him anymore. But as her head peeked out of the water to look at him he understood that this wasnt the end. It was only the beginning

James delaney imagine #1

Getting even better

Lilith messed about with the candles and the salt circle inside them. She had found out who used to live in this house. She had been curious about this place since she moved in. With the Big Ds on the gates. Rumor had it a man who everyone used to call the devil used to live here. She couldn't find much concrete evidence on him. Just word of mouth spread from generations. So she figured she would do a seance to try bring him forth. To find out more. She closed her eyes and began to chant the words she had found on the internet. Some sort of African language. She hoped she was pronouncing the words right. The room immediately felt colder and she snapped her eyes open to find rhe candles blown out. Except for one. Which a man was holding leaning against the wall. He studied her a moment with wary eyes before blowing out the flame. Plunging the room into complete darkness. She hesitated for a moment before rushing up and out of the protective circle to flip on the lights. Looking around she saw no one. Was it a trick? She screamed when someone grabbed her and yanked her around. It was the man. He was inches away from her face as he squeezed her arms. "Who are you and why did you call me back?" He demanded roughly with a glare. She stuttered out a response. "I-I just wanted to know.." she said. He shook her once. "Know what girl?!" He said angry. "Why they called you the devil!" She said back in fear. He searched her eyes to find her being truthful. He let her go and stepped back still watching her like a hawk. She pushed herself as far away from him as possible in fear. It worked? She hadnt taken this seriously at all. She was just doing it to have a bit of fun. She never expected this to be real. And now that it was, she didnt know what to do next. This man, this spirit, he was angry. And she knew from his vibes that this wasnt just a one off because he'd been summoned. No this was him. All the time. She looked at him from where he looked out the circular window to the thames.  His back to her. "You're messing with things you cannot even begin to comprehend girl. Do you understand that?" He turned to her with steely eyes. She didn't respond. He continued. "What you just did was very foolish. You opened a very dangerous door. And you are lucky that it was I who answered your call. Not something else." He said sternly. She lowered her eyes to the floor. "And now you have managed to attach me to yourself. And I do not know to undo it." He said annoyed. When he said this her eyes snapped up immediately. "What? You can't just..disappear back to where you came from?" She asked. He glared at her like that was the stupidest thing he'd ever heard. "No. The chant. You messed it up. Said something you shouldn't have. And now I'm stuck here. With you." He said walking towards her. She gulped. "Im sorry.." she offered. He snorted not amused. "Yes. You will be." He said.

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he sat at her vanity staring intently into the mirror as she applied the brow pomade. She pulled away the brush and made a face into the mirror. "Sisters not twins. But these bitches look like 3rd cousins." She said with a huff, opening the drawer and pulling out her makeup wipes and removing the pomade from one of the brows. James raised a brow from his place on her couch, looking up from his book. He didn't understand this generation's women and their need to use so many beauty products at once. Most of the stuff he had watched lilith put on his generation hadnt even had. And the way she put them on was just bizarre to him. He compared it to the way he piled on the ash on his body during his sacred rituals. He shook his head as he watched her. It was like she was painting a precise picture. He turned his attention back to the book. She set the brush down and leaned back in her chair blowing air out of her mouth. "This takes too long." She muttered. "Then why do you bother?" He asked. "You look fine without it. I doubt any man or women cares." He flipped the page. She lazily turned her gaze to him. "Its not for anyone else. Its for me. I feel nicer with it on. I don't wear it all the time." She said. He raised another brow. "Alright then. Don't complain." He said looking at her briefly over the book before returning back to it. She shook her head. "I can't believe I'm stuck with you." She muttered and went back to work. "Yes. Well. Its your fault you are." He said gruffly. She rolled her eyes and started on her face. "Dick." He snorted. "Yes. I have one. What of it?" She sighed. "How childish of you. Whered you learn that one?" She asked sarcastically. He was amused. "Is that a rhetorical question?" He asked. She groaned. "Shut up I can't concentrate!" She said. He chuckled darkly but said nothing else.

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She pulled on her coat and grabbed her keys and purse as he stood leaning against the stairs. "I need more ash. And herbs" He muttered handing her a list with his fancy writing on it. She took it with a look of annoyance. "Why is it you always send me to do these things?" She said shoving the list in her purse. "Well. You're the only one of us that can leave this house now arent you? Therefore the responsibility falls to you." She glared. "Yeah well its also my money you demand me to spend." He raised a brow in amusent. "Sorry. I dont think ghost currency works in this world." He said. She just threw her head back and groaned and left the house, slamming the door behind her. "What a dick."

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She placed the items from the list on the counter with a sigh as the pagan witch who owned the store began to ring it up. The other store she had gone to before had given her a bad vibe so she had sound another one only slightly out of her way.  As she slid the woman her bank card their hands touched briefly and the woman paused, staring at her as if reading her soul. Lilith shifted uncomfortably in the silence. The woman tilted her head and spoke up finally. "It is not a mistake that he is here with you. The fates have made it so. Do not be afraid. Your souls are matched." She smiled at her and handed her the bag, sliding her card back to her. "There is no charge today. It has been a while since I've met someone such as you. I hope to see you again." She smiled confidently at her. Lilith gave a small smile back and quickly left the store. What the hell did that mean? She shook her head to get rid of the thoughts and made her way home with her many bags.

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"Did you get them?" He asked when she came through the door. As he observed her he narrowed his eyes. She seemed to be in a bit of a daze. She pushed the bag into his chest and moved up the stairs slowly, caught in her thoughts. He grabbed the bag and followed her determined to find out what had happened. He found her sitting on the bed absent-mindedly pulling her things out of the bags and sorting them into groups. He moved forward and seized her arm in his grip looking into her eyes, ignoring the sharp gasp she gave. He saw in her mind what had happened. What the witch had said to her. He let go immediately and stepped back. So it was true. The pull he felt to her wasn't a coincidence. She watched him curiously. He took a breath and began moving towards his old ritual room. "I'll be busy. Dont come into that room." He ordered and left, closing her bedroom door after him.

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Lilith sat up with a groan as she was woken up by something. She rubbed her eyes and blinked away the sleep, letting her eyes adjust to the dark bedroom. She could make out a silhouette in the corner and said in a raspy sleep filled voice. "James what are you doing? Its like 3 am." She whined. He moved towards her slowly like a predator. He got close enough and moved onto the bed. She watched him confused. He moved her hair from her face, gently caressing her cheek as he stared into her eyes. She got lost in his eyes and immediately became dazed as he moved towards her and connected their lips.

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She groaned the next morning and rolled over. She couldn't ignore the feeling of something heavy wrapped around her and as she cracked her eyes open she noticed the arm that connected to the naked tattooed body and everything from the night before came rushing back. She closed her eyes in confusion as she became aware of her lack of clothes. A sudden movement of kisses along her neck brought her back to the present. "What was last night?" She asked steadying her voice. He hummed against her neck. "I believe it's called love making." He said. She sighed. "Thats not what I meant and you know it. Please no word games." He sighed and pulled away. "That witch was right. Our souls call to eachother. I dont know why. But they do. And you messing up that spell wasn't a mistake. It was meant to happen. Even now I can hear your soul whispering to me. I havent heard that in a long time." He said. "So what does that mean?" She asked turning in his arms to face him. He met her gaze. "It means that we are two halves of a whole." He said moving her hair from her face. "What? Like soulmates?" He raised a brow. "I suppose you can call it that." He said. She lowered her eyes for a moment before looking back up into his. " does this mean you're no longer looking for a way back from where you came from?" He snorted and burrowed his head into her chest. "Oh love. I'm not going anywhere."

Praetor shinzon imagine

Now it's starting to get just a bit better.



Skylark followed behind the group from the enterprise as they entered the dark room on the Scimitar. Her older sister Deanna walking just infront of her. Unlike the others skylark wore a black catsuit with shoulder armor, gauntlets, and thigh and hip armor. Her black cape flowing, attaching to the suit under the shoulder armor. She liked to be prepared always. And though she was apart of a fleet and organization that loved peace she knew not everyons felt the same. And so during this trip she took extra measures to ensure her safety. Armor was one. The hidden daggers on her were another. She stepped behind her sister as a figure emerged and began speaking to Picard. As the conversation went on she mumbled under her breath. "Jesus. He likes monologs doesn't he?" To which Deanna turned momentarily to give her sister a glare without having to speak the words to tell her to shut up. She raised her hands in a surrendering motion and looked up as the man continued before She quietly groaned. "Oh maybe he's a vampire or something. He wants to drain us. Thats why its so dark."  She whispered. Her sister reaching back to smack her this time. "Hey!" She whisper yelled and moved away abruptly. This however caught the praetors attention and he studied the two females in awe. "I've never met a human woman before. Let alone two." He spoke. Skylark scoffed as her sister grabbed her arm and spoke. "We are only half human." He stepped down the stairs as he began to speak. "Deanna Troi. " he stated and began to rattle off her sisters abilities. But then her turned to her. "But you. Im afraid I had no idea ms Troi even had a sister." He said. "Please enlighten me to your name?" He asked with a smile. Skylark. "Yeah most people aren't privy to that information. But ill make it easy for you. I'm feeling generous today. Names Skyark Troi and I'm afraid I don't have the abilities my sister does. So unlike her I fight dirty." She said with a warning glare. His vibe was off. But her sister being the nice woman she was apologized for her behavior. "Im afraid you'll have to forgive my sister praetor. She's just very wary of new people." Deanna said softly. The praetor only gave her a smile. "I understand fully." He held out a hand "may I touch your hair?" He asked. Before either could answer picard interrupted and the man was back to his monolog. Before he ordered the computer to light up the room. She could finally see the praetor and nearly whined. "Oh hes attractive! Of course he is! All the creepy ones are!" She whisper yelled making her sister look at her with an uncomfortable glare. "What its true and you know it." She said going back to watching the man and his monolog about his disease and early life. But as she watched picard and the praetor interact she was confused. It seemed as if the two of them knew eachother. But that couldn't be right. This praetor was young. And to her knowledge picard hadn't spoken with him before. And as he went on more she realized. The preator was a clone of....picard?! She let her jaw drop. "No." She said in complete awe. "Holy shit. Picard used to look like THAT?!" she whispered to her sister who was equally shocked. "Wow. Aging really sucks." She followed up. Again receiving a glare from deanna as shinzon stepped forward moving his cloak to the side to grip a dagger in its sleeve. In less than a second skylark was infront of picard and worf and Data, one of g

Her daggers pointed right at the neck of the praetor. He grinned at her as he used the knife to cut into his own hand, blood seeping out as he held out the knife hilt first towards her. "I think you'll be wanting this." He said softly, his eyes meeting hers straight on. She slowly moved her hand forward and grasped it. Their hands met briefly and she felt a shock run right up her arm. She quickly pulled the dagger away and slipped her own back into its spot. His eyes following her like that of a predator with its prey. She never took her eyes off him as she stood her ground infront of picard. A hand lay itself on her armored shoulder. "Its alright skylark. You can stand down." She eyed him one last time before turning swiftly, her cape swishing as she went, boots making noise against the floor as she returned to her spot behind her sister. Ready to phase out. She met his eyes once more and they never disconnected as they phased back into the enterprise.

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Skylark phased onto the heavily damaged scimitar after picard who had gone to try to stop shinzon from blowing up the enterprise. She knew that picard didn't stand a chance alone. She rushed through the halls noticing the bodies on the ground as she went. When she reached the deck she saw shinzon slashing a dagger at picard. She snuck up the stairs stealthily and came behind him. Picards eyes slightly widened before he schooled his face into a look of indifference. She grabbed shinzons shoulder and whirled him around to face her, knocking the dagger from his hand as he widened his eyes seeing it was her. "I told you once I fight dirty. I meant it." She then smashed her head into his, watching as he slipped to the ground unconscious. She could feel the trickle of blood down her face from her forehead. Picard nodded a thanks to her and looked down at shinzon. "Take him and get back to the ship." He said. "Why? He tried to kill us all!" She growled. "Let him burn with his precious ship!" He turned to her with a stern look "follow my orders skylark! Go!" He said slapping the chip on shinzon. "Fine!" She phased back onto the enterprise with an unconscious shinzon, dragging him down the hallways to her sleeping quarters. "For a twig you weigh alot." She muttered as she pulled out her desk chair and shoved him into it, using some rope to tie him to it tightly. She could hear the explosion and closed her eyes. It was over. For now. Now her problem was the unconscious would be conquerer tied in her chair. She eyed him before deciding he would be out for a while.

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She looked up from what she was doing when she heard him groan. He blinked his eyes hard a few times before realizing he was tied to a chair and immediately snapped his attention to her. "Have a good sleep?" She asked sarcastically. He glared. "Why am I here?" He growled. "Dunno. Ask picard. He was hellbent on saving you. I wanted you to burn personally." She said and went back to sharpening her daggers. He let out a breathy laugh. "Even after all I did he still feels the need to be a Saint and spare me." She raised a brow but didn't look up or stop her work. He eyed her. "You however do not share the same feelings obviously." She snorted. "Nope. You're a nuisance I was hoping to be rid of. Instead I get told to babysit you." She said blowing the metal shavings away from the blade. "So why don't you make this easy for the both of us then hm?" He said. She looked at him. "If you're trying to appeal to my merciful side you should know I don't have one. Especially not for you." She said. He sighed. "Im dying anyways. You're just wasting your time." She stood, tucking the dagger into its place. "I beg to differ. You see, I get entertainment out of watching you suffer. So keeping you alive and watching your body fail you is not as time wasting as you think. Infact I think its a very fitting punishment for you." She gave a smile before pulling out a roll of duct tape and pulling off a piece. "Now no more talking." She said rubbing it over his mouth. He glared at her the whole time. She simply laughed amused with herself.

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"You want me to WHAT?" She asked picard in shock. "Train him." He sighed. She threw up her hands "whats the point in destroying his ship and taking him prisoner if you were just gonna let him free to try and kill us all again?! And you want me to train him to make it easier when he does?!" Picard rubbed his face in exasperation. "He is not a bad person skylark. He had no one to teach him any different. His actions were fueled from rage and hatred towards those who wronged him. He wanted to prove himself. He has nothing now. Where is going to run to if he does kill us all? His ship is gone as are his supporters. The remans hate him. They will shoot him on site for what he did to them. And no one else will welcome him. We are his only hope at survival. And he knows that. I want you to train him. So we can send him with you on missions." He said. "What makes you think I want a partner?" She crossed her arms. "It is not up for debate. Train shinzon or step down. Those are your options." He stood and exited the room. She cursed. Life hated her.

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She groaned as shinzon set her down on the medic bed. Her hand over the stab wound in her abdomen. Their latest recon mission hadnt gone well at all. They were ambushed and before she could register what was happening she had been stabbed. Shinzon had grabbed her and quickly phased them back onto the enterprise to avoid anymore damage. The medic moved her hand and put pressure on the wound causing her to grit her teeth in pain. Shinzon stood against the wall as he watched everyone rush around her. And before long she was unconscious due to the drugs she had been injected with. He stayed even after she had been stitched up. Moving to sit beside her beside. He didn't know why he felt particularly attached to her lately. He used to think it was because she was just an attractive human woman and he hadn't met anyone else like her. But he was starting to realize it was more than that. He gently took her hand in his and watched her face as she opened her eyes. "You're still here." She stated tiredly. "Yes." She raised a brow. "Thought you'd be quite disappointed I hadn't been finished off." She said as they bickered quite alot. He shook his head. "I know you don't believe me, but I do not hate you." She snorted. "Hmm. And here I thought that was all you were capable of." He sighed and gripped her hand tighter. "I mean it skylark. I do not know this feeling. Or how to describe it. But I do know that I will slaughter anyone that tries to hurt you again." She swallowed hard. "You don't mean that." He grunted in annoyance. "Yes I do you stupid girl." He said growing annoyed with her denial. She let out a breath. Her heartbeat speeding up and causing the machine to release another dose of sedative into her IV. she looked at him before her eyes closed again to unconsciousness. He stroked her cheek gently. "You're not invincible. I wish you'd be more careful." He said and got up. He turned to leave but hesitated. He turned back and leaned down to kiss her forehead. He then straightened up and moved towards the door.

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She climbed into her side of the bed, her hair still damp from her shower. She let out a sigh and laid down onto the pillows. Shinzon put down the data pad and moved from his place at the desk, climbing beside her. "Computer. Lights off." He said. Once the lights were out he pulled her to him and she settled into his side and moved her head onto his chest. He kissed her head and wrapped his arms tightly around her. "Goodnight love." He said. She hummed against his chest. "Night." He smiled and closed his eyes. He silently thanked picard for this path he had put him on. Without him he wouldn't be here. Be happy. Truly happy.

EDDIE BROCK/VENOM

The cringe train just keeps coming. I'm sorry.

She ripped off her white lab coat and moved down the hallway of the life foundation quickly, against the screaming employees running the opposite direction. Away from the roaring and banging coming from the control room. She had hidden her mutation from carlton drake and everyone she worked with for good reason. She has always gotten a horrible vibe from her boss. But she stayed out of fear. Not for her. But her family. And now, now she was needed. She completely ignored the blond woman as she walked passed her to the broken watch tower window, climbing the edge. "Hey!" The woman grabbed her arm. "What are you doing?!" She asked panicked. She looked at her letting her eyes shift purple as her hands began to glow. The woman stepped back in shock. "Stay out of the way." She said and dropped down. Faintly hearing the woman exclaim "oh not you too!" In frustration. She landed on the metal walk way with a loud clang catching the two men's attention as she easily and expertly jumped onto the runway to the launchpad. Carlton hesitated before smiling his signature fake gentle smile. " violet. Call the authorities quickly. Mr Brock here has taken our symbiote and is using it as a weapon." He said trying to look innocent. She stepped forward to allow him to see her glowing purple eyes. His smile faltered. "Violet?" With a quick movement she had his throat trapped in a glowing purple whip. He choked and grabbed at it as he felt to his knees choking out her name in question. "Oh can it you slimy bastard." She pulled tighter as she walked closer past Eddie Brock who watched in frozen shock. She kicked drake over the platform and released the whip. " you always did piss me off." She said over the empty edge before turning and walking back up the ramp. "Come on Brock. Safety third." She said moving past him. "Hey who the hell are you-" he was cut off as the symbiote called riot jumped over the ramp and impaled him with a shard. She growled and allowed herself to be engulfed in a purple flame as he approached. He growled back and jumped off into the air to the rocket. "Fuck!" She yelled. She ran after it leaving Brock on the platform. It was too late for him. She knew realistically she couldn't do anything more. This was a fucking rocket. And her powers only did so much. She was no Jean Grey. She cursed to herself as she watched the rocket began to lift off. It was over. There was nothing else she could do. She shook her head. She should've defected with Dora. She should've protected her and the others. But she didn't. She stayed quiet like a coward and now drake and riot were gonna bring millions of those things back to earth and kill everyone off. And there would be nothing she could do then either. She was frustrated with herself. But as she deflated and turned to walk off in defeat the rocket exploded in a flash of fire and smoke and she found herself yelling as the ground shook, throwing her into the icy waters of the ocean. The last thing she remembered is seeing Brock hit the water not too far from her before she blacked out.

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she moved into the store behind Eddie. Him and venom talking about dinner. Which was you guessed it tatertots and chocolate. Which she wrinkled her nose at but then again this was venom. He was weird anyways. The three of them had become close after the events at the life foundation. Venom claimed to like her because of her powers and Eddie said she was nice. Though the blush on his cheeks lately when he spoke compliments to her said otherwise but she kept her mouth shut. She stood in another aisle perusing the snacks as the bell above the door sounded. She ignored it and grabbed a chip bag she had never seen before looking it over. But quickly was distracted by a gruff voice and Mrs Chen pleading with someone. She put the chip bag back and peaked around the corner. A man pointed a gun at Mrs Chen as she opened the register. She looked at Eddie in the next aisle over peeking out too. She shook her head at him and stepped forward. The purple whip appeared in her hand and she lashed out with it. Grabbing onto the man's hand that held the gun. She stepped out. "Does it make you feel hard picking on a little old lady?" She asked tilting her head to the side. "Do you get a rush of power?because personally I think that makes you a pussy." She said releasing the whip. The man glared and turned to her. "What did you just call me puta?" He asked pointing the gun at her now. "I said. You're a pussy." She repeated with a smile. He cocked the gun and took a step forward but quickly froze in fear. She felt the ground shake and grinned when the shadow fell over her. " have you met my friends?" She asked as venom moved forward and grabbed the man. "You come in here again, infact you go anywhere in this city preying on innocent people and we will find you and bite off both of your arms and then both of your legs." The man shook in fear. "No. No." Venom continued. "And then we will eat your face right off your head. Do you understand?" The man shook his head. "Please. Please." "So you will be this armless, legless thing rolling down the street. Like a turd. In the wind. Do you feel me?" The man finally gathered the courage. "What the hell are you?" Half of venoms face rolled back to reveal Eddie. "We are venom." They said simultaneously, Eddie smirking at the end as venoms face covered him again. Venom thought for a second and then announced. "On second thought." He opened his mouth wide, his tongue danced for a moment before devouring the man whole. "Jesus dude." Violet said quietly. Venom retreated into Eddie and he rolled his shoulders as he came back to his own body. "Eddie? Violet? What the hell was that?" She asked shocked. "Oh that, pshhh I got a parasite. Yeah. Night Mrs Chen!" He waved leaving the store. Violet moved after him nonchalantly. "Yeah. Just an extra DNA gene here Mrs Chen! Goodnight!" She said cheerfully. "No! I will not apologize!" Eddie argued with venom. There was a pause before Eddie gave in. "Alright I'm sorry!" She rolled her eyes in amusement. Her boys were endearing.

I SPEAK ASTRONOMY •BANE•

I write my imagines in flashes of different scenes. I dont know why but I do. So bare with this one. I have a lot of weird ideas and this was one of the first Hardy imagines I'd ever wrote so its cringe to me but I'm also the writer. Everything I write is cringe to me lmao.

Tatiana remembered climbing out of the pit with her twin sister talia. She wasn't the smarter of the two twins. And she had relied of talia to be their survival. To find their father. And when they had thats when their differences had started. Their father paid more attention to talia than he did tatiana. Talia showed more of personality for revenge and vengence. Tatiana put her anger into more creative outlets. And therefore she hadnt been trained in the league of shadows like talia had been. And when they had become old enough tatiana split off from her sister and father in search of adventure and better things than fighting and death. Though she held no contact with her father or sister, her sister had somehow found a way to tell her their father had excommunicated their protector from the league for nothing more than the way he now looked with the mask. It was the last time she had heard from either of them. So when she had received the note scrawled into two words she couldn't help the feeling of dread that made its way into her stomach. "HE'S BACK" she folded the note and sat back in her seat. Her sister was devious. And she knew she had something planned. Something that involved the help of their savior. And she couldn't help feeling like it was something absolutely horrible.

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Talia touched Banes mask gently with graceful fingers. Taking him in for the first time in years since his excommunication. He closed his eyes momentarily in relaxation. He opened them slowly. "I am very glad to see you again Bane." She said softly. He said nothing. Only listened to her. "We have much to plan." He finally had the courage to speak. "Your sister?" He asked. She sighed and stepped away from him. "My sister has left. The first chance she got. She is not cut out for what the league asks." He felt a slight feeling of dread. "Do not worry about tatiana. She is fine. I assure you. She has put her anger and pain into more creative routes. Last update I've gotten is that she enchants people with her voice." She smiled gently. "But we have much to discuss. The topic of my sister can wait for another time." She said. Bane moved his focus.

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Tatiana stood over the hospital bed. "And you're certain he will recover?" She asked the doctor. She didn't usually deal in the underground. But she couldn't let him suffer and die like that. She wasn't her sister. Her sister was content using him as a chip in her game and leaving him when it was convenient. She had witnessed it herself in gotham. She had gone to talk her sister out of her mad plan and she had seen it in her sisters eyes she was too far gone. And she had proven that Bane was too deep in his belief that her sister had actually cared for him by ordering him around by phone to prove to tatiana her point. But when she had seen catwoman blow him away from a distance she couldn't leave him. And so here they were. In an underground hospital with a seedy but genius doctor who had tended to Bane and kept him alive. "Yes. He will be good as new." He said with a predatory smile. "Though he will need to lay low. I'm sure if they find out he's alive he will be the world's most wanted. Now. Let's discuss payment." He said darkly. She met his look and raised a brow. Tossing him the duffel bag.

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When Bane woke the first thing he did was tear out the IV in his arm and all the other wires and tube connecting him to the machines. Taking a look around the room he noted the expensive and goth decor. He immediately went on the defensive when the door clicked open. He eyed the woman that walked through it. She was covered in tattoos and piercings. Her black hair in a messy ponytail and red eyeshadow covered her eyelids in a sleek cat eye look. She eyed his stance and tense body language. "Stop it. Sit down. You're gonna undo all the work I paid handsomely for." She said sternly. He immediately relaxed recognizing the accent. "Tatiana.." he trailed off in a question. She had grown up. The complete opposite of talia. She seemed more...warm. though she was being stern at the moment. He did as she asked sitting down on the hospital bed. The metal creaking under his large body. "Who else is gonna go through the trouble eh?" She asked setting the breakfast tray on the small desk beside the bed. "We have a lot to discuss." She said taking a seat in the chair beside the bed. He wouldn't meet her eyes. Instead he finally let emotion take over. Shame was the first. Then sadness. Then anger. "You followed every order she gave you. Like an obedient dog. Why?" She asked seriously. He was quiet for a moment. "Because I loved her." He answered finally. She nodded and kissed her teeth. "My sister was evil. She had her sights on revenge and anyone and everyone was a tool to her. You have to understand that." She said leaning forward. He closed his eyes. It wasn't what he wanted to hear. But he needed to. "Bane. She did not love you. She did not love any of us. The only reason she wanted to avenge our father was for power. Not because she loved him. She never did. He was means of protection for her. As were you." He clinched his fists and squeezed his eyes shut. "Bane. This is the truth. I loved her. But she stopped being my sister when she turned into a monster. When she turned YOU into a monster." She placed a hand on his giant arm gently. He opened his eyes slowly finding her almost black ones. "You wanted a purpose. We all do. And she gave you one. She played pupet with you. She did it to all of us." She assured. "But she's gone now. And you have a chance to start over. Redemption." She said genuinely. "Do you accept it? Or do you live in your pain and let it drown you?" She stepped back. She let the quiet take over before nodding and getting up, moving towards the door. "I cannot help you then." She said opening the door. "I accept." He said. She froze in the door and turned to him. She eyed him. "Then it starts with a new purpose." She said with a smile.

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He watched her on the stage. The music seemed to take over her. She turned into someone different. Each song telling a story. Some he recognized as actual events. Others as simply a message. He had a new purpose now. He was once again her protector. This time to simply keep her safe from the world. Not from death. Not like when she was little. His job was much easier now. And unlike how it was with talia tatiana did not order him around. He was free to do whatever it was he pleased as long as it was legal. She wasn't his keeper. She didn't get angry at him or yell at him. She simply let him know if he did something distasteful and it was up to him to fix the behavior. She was his redemption.

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BONUS:

"BANE!" She yelled from downstairs. He rushed down his footsteps shaking the steps as he went. He was on alert immediately. But as he rounded the corner all he saw was her fiddling with a remote infront of the TV. He sighed and relaxed. "What is it?" He asked the adrenaline still pumping. "I think the stupid firestick came loose on the TV but its too high up and I can't reach it." She pouted. He eyed her for a moment and she smiled sheepishly. He let out a breath and muttered to himself as he reached up to the mounted TV and jiggled the USB back into the port. The words 'AMAZON FIRESTICK' came across the tv screen as it turned back on. "Thanks!" She said as she resumed the episode she was watching. He grunted and began to make his way to the stairs. "Hey! Wait!" He sighed and moved back over to where she was standing. She seemed to study him for a moment before climbing on the couch and using it as a platform. She pulled him gently by his mask and placed a kiss on his cheek. "Thanks dude." She said jumping off the couch. He was glad his mask covered his face. It was flaming red. "Yeah yeah. Just don't scream like that again unless there's actual trouble." She saluted him. "Got it." He nodded and moved back up the stairs. Only until he was out of sight did he allow himself to think about what just happened.

Update

Okay so, a big update for everyone, whether you follow me, just seeing this, just seeing my page for the first time, for whoever has my notifications on, whatever other situation.

Any ways this is an update for you all that will be about all of the stories that I will be posting soon. I am sorry for who have put in a request and haven’t gotten it yet, I have been going through a lot recently and I took a time off of social media to work out everything. I have gotten better and I am in a better writing state of mind so I am going to work on all of the requests that I have gotten, plus stories that I have been thinking about making.

First Meet | Alfie Solonoms | Head-canon (request)

Plot: The reader (you) are on your way to work when situations happen that lead you in the direction of the one and only Alfie Solonoms. You’ve heard about him, not good things though. But when you finally get to meet the man, everything that you have heard, doesn’t compare to what you think now.

Forsaken Love | Alie Solonoms |Long One Shot (request)

Update: part one is up now

Plot: Alfie is a adult college sponsor and meets the reader (you). He falls in love with you at first sight. You are a college teacher who teaches all different languages, French, Dutch, Spanish, Italian, Icelandic, Irish, Greek, even Sign Language. But he doesn’t know how to win your heart, yet. 

Light Into Darkness | Bane | Series

Plot: You and Bane are long lost childhood friends, you to lost touch and haven’t seen each other for years. But that all changes when Batman finds out about you and your relationship, so he captures you to get to Bane.

If you want a request of your own or just and idea, please message me, my messages are always open and my request box is now open for more requests. I appreciate all of the comments, notes, reposts, messages, and requests I have gotten since I started. Love you all <3

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Alfie Solomons (Peaky Binders)

Bane (The Dark Knight Rises)

Bob Saginowski (The Drop)

Charles Bronson (Bronson)

Eames (Inception)

Eddie Brock (Venom)

Farrier (Dunkirk)

Forrest Bondurant (Lawless)

Freddie Jackson (The Take)

Ivan Locke (Locke)

James Delaney (Taboo)

Leo Demidov (Child 44)

Max Rockatansky (Mad Max: Furry Road)

Reggie / Ronnie Kray (Legend)

Tom Hardy

Tommy Conlon (Warrior)

Tuck Hansen (This Means War)

Venom (Venom)

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First Post

Read all the way till the end please. Hello luvs, thank you for taking the time to look at this post and maybe my profile. I wanted to take the time and have my first post of some stuff about me and what will be on my page, so here u go. And feel free to ask me stuff if your curious.

𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕗𝕗 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕞𝕖:

My name is Zak, I am 16 years old, I have 3 siblings (two older brothers & a sister), I am a Junior in high school and I have 5 pets (4 cats & a dog). My birthday is May 10th, I share my birthday with my uncle (my moms younger brother), I am a Taurus, and my Chinese sign is a goat.

I am European; German, Dutch, Scottish, Irish, English and French, but I was born and raised in California, USA. I was raised in a Celtic family, I have no religion, me and my siblings were allowed to have the opportunity to see if we wanted to be or not.

My favorite colours are black, purple, gold and neon green. My favorite seasons are Spring and Fall. My favorite bands are Green Day and Paramour. My favorite movies are: The Water Horse, Legend, Venom, The Dark Knight, Phantom of the Opera, Olympus Has Fallen, Spiderman (Tobey), Ordinary World, and Avatar (I cant think of anymore rn).

Fandoms/Communities I’m in are: Harry Potter, Supernatural, Punk Rock, Green Day, Tom Hardy, Marvel, DC, LGBTQ+, Tom Hiddleston, Witchcraft, and Ford Mustang. (That’s all I can think of rn)

Favorite Marvel Characters: Hawkeye, Black Widow, Captain American, Venom, Spiderman, Riot, Bucky Barnes, Loki, Gamora, Rocket Racoon, Mystique, Iron Man, Eddie Brock, Scarlett Witch, Human Torch, & Storm

Favorite DC Charcaters: Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, Joker, Aquaman, Raven, Beast Boy, Cat Woman, Bane, Wonder Women, Green Lanter, Black Canary, Two-Face, Enchantress, Pandora, and The Riddler.

ℙ𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕀𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟:

In my bio it states that I do Tom Hardy imagines, preferences and headcanons. That also includes some of his characters that he has played in movies.

𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎: If you have a request for a character that you don’t see on this list just dm me and I will gladly do it for you <3 I’m new to this whole tumblr thing tbh so go easy on me. I’ve done imagines before and stories but I’m new to tumblr.

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