The Final Witch: Part Two

Scott McCall wrapped his arms around your body and hoisted you up from the ground. You couldn’t wrap your head around what was currently happening. You saw alleged witches being burned in a bonfire, you were about to be one of those witches. Your head was pounding and you were feeling weaker by the minute. The power you used against the witch hunter really exhausted all your powers.

“Come on Y/N, stay with me please,” Scott said as he wiped away a stray tear from your cheek. All you could do was nod your head, but your eyes were beginning to feel a little heavy. “Stiles is waiting for us in the car, we’re gonna get you out of here.”

He hoisted your body up and began to carry you bridal style through the forest. You started noticing him getting slower and his breathing getting heavier. Something was going wrong and you could feel it in your body.

“This isn’t right, I feel like my asthma is coming back” Scott heaved out, he turned around when he heard a twig snap from somewhere deeper in the forest. “Y/N, I need you to get up and run and don’t turn back, okay?” Scott whispered in your ear before letting you out of his arms.

“What, did you not expect us to be prepared that the little witch bitch didn’t have friends?” You turned around to see an older woman with dark red hair wearing all black holding wolfsbane in her hand. You wanted to scream but it felt like your throat was already on fire. “Someone grab this bitch already!” she yelled out and 10 more people in black seemed to step out of the darkness of the woods.

Scott pushed your body behind his and flashed his fangs and red eyes at the witch hunters. “Go now!” Scott roared before pushing you deeper into the woods. Your mind was rushing as you were sprinting into the woods, desperately trying to find your way out. It was like this sudden rush of energy that was coursing through your veins as you were running throughout the woods. You weren’t even focusing if anyone else was behind you chasing you, you were only focused on running.

Suddenly you felt something hard hit your chest and knocked you down. It felt like the air was knocked out of your lungs. “Fuck,” you exhaled as you looked up to what hit you. What you saw was a guy your age looking down at you. He had blonde hair and sharp facial features. “Please, just let me go” you begged to the boy, and for a second you thought you saw remorse in his deep forest green eyes. That remorse turned into something sinister when he started to smile.

“Oh i’m going to have fun with this one,” He laughed as he grabbed your hair and pulled you up to him. Suddenly you felt a pain in you abdomen and it felt like your body recoiled. You looked down and saw a crimson stained knife being pulled out of you. Every ounce of energy that you once had was gone. The fight inside your body was gone.

A/N: Hi!! It’s been so long and I wanted to update The Final Witch (and leave it on a cliffhanger). A lot of things have changed in my life. I'm a sophomore in college studying Fashion Merchandising and Journalism. I’ve been wanting to write more and I decided to make it my new year's resolution. Also please give me some suggestions to write about!

Finally redownloaded the tumblr app and decided to relog into this account. So much has changed about me and I really do miss writing.

The Final Witch

Prompt: Y/N is one of the final witches in Beacon Hills. Y/N is also a member of Scott McCall’s pack, making her protected from most dangers. However, one night on her way home from a lacrosse game the hunters grab her.

           It was a normal night in Beacon Hills, everyone was either home or on their way home from Beacon Hills High’s lacrosse game. The boys won 25-6 beating Devenford Prep, which is their biggest rivals. Everyone was in high spirits as the crowd ran onto the field cheering on the team.

           I was invited to celebrate with my pack; Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Malia, and Liam, but it was the perfect night to perform some moon rituals. I politely declined and started to head home so I could get ready for my ritual. I needed to get it done tonight, because recently I felt like my magic has been drained.

           On the way home Y/N felt something different, something about the energy was off. It was like Mother Nature was trying to give you a signal to turn back around. However, you kept on walking on the tan sidewalk towards your house. Y/N’s spine shivered slightly, and the hairs on your body began to raise as goosebumps began to form. You were standing on the sidewalk opposite your house when you saw a black van sitting outside your driveway.

           You’ve never seen a van like that before in the neighborhood, so you began to get worried. Y/N pulled out your phone and started to text the pack’s group chat.

           “Guys, something weird is going on at my house,” Y/N said to your mic, “Can someone come over please?”.

           You decided to check out what was going on. You crossed the sidewalk over to your house when you heard screaming. It wasn’t coming from your house, but one of your neighbors. You instantly bolted for your door, pushing it open and locking it behind you.

           “Mom… Dad?!” Y/N cried out, but no one answered.

           Your mom was probably on the late shift at the hospital, and your dad was probably at the sheriff’s station. You started to head upstairs to your bedroom when you heard something rattling. You checked your phone and saw that Scott and Stiles were on their way to your house before you decided to check out the noise.

           You got to the kitchen and noticed the glass sliding door to be open. Many thoughts began to stream your mind, maybe it was just one of your parents forgetting to close it.

           Y/N began muttering a Latin protection spell, but your powers were still drained from not being able to siphon the moon’s energy.

           “Fuck..” Y/N muttered under your breath.

           “Well… A little miss like you shouldn’t have such a foul mouth,” a voice appeared from the shadows in the kitchen.

           A tall broad man came out of the shadows, he was wearing all black but you could still see his ripped muscles underneath his shirt. Y/N quickly grabbed one of the knives from the wooden block that held them.

           “Aww, the little witches’ powers aren’t working, are they?” He laughed, before lunging himself at you.

           You bolted upstairs, before reaching your bedroom. You quickly locked the door before he got in. He started banging on the door, harder and harder each time. You felt the whole room begin to shake.

           “You better stop or I’ll fucking stab you!” Y/N screamed out, even you weren’t intimidated by the threat.

           The wood from the door began to splinter. You started to realize your time was starting to run out. Y/N began gathering her moon ritual items, hoping to siphon some powers before it was too late. Y/N began chanting some Latin as you felt the moon’s energy course through you.

           The door exploded into a million pieces as the man entered your room. You focused enough energy into your palms and sent the man flying into the wall. You ran out the door and begun running down the steps. The man grabbed your leg, tripping you down the stairs.

           “Not so fast witch bitch,” the man laughed, before dragging you down the stairs and outside your house.

           “I’m going to burn your ass alive, just like in Salem,” he said with a vile smile.

           Y/N screamed out, hoping someone would hear you. Your body was getting dragged along the rough ground, getting scrapped and bruised as you went. The man pulled you into the forest as you continued to scream.

           “Someone please help me!” Y/N screamed, as you grabbed a rock for dear life. You kicked your leg at the man and he accidently dropped you. You quickly got up and swung the rock, hitting him over the head with it.

           “Not this witch,” Y/N muttered, before running deeper into the forest. You couldn’t run as fast as you normally could because of your body being sore from the abuse of the ground.

           “Scott! Stiles! Someone help me!” Y/N cried out before smelling something burn.

           Y/N followed the scent until she noticed a giant bonfire in the middle of an opening in the forest. You saw many other people wearing all black hanging around the fire. Then you saw what was in the fire. People’s bodies being burned away, the smell of the flesh caught up to you and you gagged. Witches just like you being burned alive.  

           You turned away and started to run in the opposite direction. You didn’t get far before you ran into the original man again. He let out a small chuckle before tackling you. You cried out in pain before you felt a warm liquid fall onto your lips. You looked up and saw blood squirting from his mouth.

           His large body completely fell on you before you shoved him off. You noticed a small dagger in his back before seeing Scott behind you.

           “Scott!” Y/N cried out before hugging the boy.

           He wrapped his arms around you and pulled your body into his.

           “Are you okay?” He asked, all you could do was nod your head before a few tears fell from your eyes telling him otherwise.

A/N: Sorry this was so bad, but I haven’t written in a while. I was feeling inspired though, so I went with this. I hope y’all enjoyed it! I’m probably going to do a part two!

A/N: Oh my goodness! It’s been a long ass time since I’ve posted on this account. I was actually talking about it today and how proud of it I was. A ray of sadness came over me, because I basically left this account to die. However, I’m back and better than ever. For right now, I’m probably gonna stick with Riverdale Imagines, just for the time being. Since I haven’t seen the new season of Teen Wolf and haven’t watched it in a while.

Plot: Your Midge’s younger sister, and this takes place after Carrie the musical. You’ve been in a relationship with Archie Andrews for a while now, and your friends with everyone in the core four.

Y/N was watching her sister Midge in Carrie the musical. You were so proud of how far she has come. She may not have originally been casted as Carrie, but you believe she deserved it. You and your mother sat right beside each other, waiting for Midge to come out. Alice Cooper was in the middle of her solo, when the set began to turn around and everything took a turn for the worse.

You gasped in horror as you saw your sister floating in the air. Knives were cutting through her body, keeping her attached to the set. A part of you hoped it was all apart of the show, hoping she was fine. All your hopes went out the door when Cheryl Blossom yelled out asking for people to help your sister.

After that Alice began screaming, and everything went crazy. People began running out and screaming. Y/N was in such a state of shock, you couldn’t even move. Your poor mother on the other hand, began sobbing and running towards her deceased daughter. Y/N looked over at Midge’s body and saw the writing in blood. “I am back from the dead, all those who escaped me before…. will die… B.H”.

Your throat felt like it was closing, and your eyes got all blurry from the tears. You couldn’t catch your breath you felt as if you were dying. You fell onto the cold hard ground, your body couldn’t support yourself anymore.

“Y/N? Where are you?!” You heard someone yell, you couldn’t recognize the voice though, due to everyone else screaming.

You looked up towards Midge’s body again and saw your mother holding her body, crying into it. Sheriff Keller tried to tear her off the body, but she wouldn’t budge.

Suddenly you felt arms around you, and you looked up to see your boyfriend Archie Andrews holding onto you.

“Hey.. hey babe, it’s gonna be okay, I’m here now” Archie whispered, trying to sooth you. He began rubbing your hair, trying his best to comfort you.

“She’s go-ne arch,,, she’s re-ally g-one..” you choked, laying on your boyfriend.

Archie just sat there with you and held you. He didn’t say much, knowing you didn’t want to talk. Most of the other people have left the auditorium, besides the rest of the cast and crew.

Archie kissed the top of your head, before helping you off the floor. He led you towards your mother, who ran towards you and hugged you. You both just cried into each other, knowing that all you had were each other.

Archie waited around for you, wanting to take you home after your terrible day. When you did get home, he didn’t leave. He made sure you were okay, and helped you into your bed and cuddled with you.

“Hey Y/N, I love you..” Archie cooed, wrapping his arm against your waist. Your heart melted, because this was the first time he’s ever said those words. It was the first time any boy has ever said those words to you.

“I love you to Arch,” Y/N said, before falling asleep in his chest.

A/N: Wowzer, I hope y’all enjoyed that. I’m actually really proud of it, because I haven’t written anything in a brick.

Part of me is a vibrant yellow

   Very light and bright,

   Shining like the sun,

   Like a beautiful field of sunflowers,

   Enjoying life and all it’s moments,

   With a garden in my mind,

   And the stars in my eyes,

But the other part is a dark ocean blue

   Like my bruises as he kisses them,  

   Destroyed and defeated,

   Hanging on by a single strand,

   Waiting for someone to cut it

The Party Boy

Prompt: You’re at a party with all your friends when you see Isaac, something about Isaac just interests you and you just want to get to know him better.

Inspo: The song Best Friends by Grandson and a couple of images on tumblr

Warning: a bit of language 

The one bonus about being friends with popular kids is the invites to parties. I mean me and my friends only travel with each other so if one of us go, we all go. I decided to bring my camera to get some cool shots, because you can never tell what stupid shit teens are up to. As soon as we entered the house we were greeted by smoke and the smell of weed.

“Can we go home now?” I asked, trying to give the girls my best pout. The only response I got was a shady side eye from my friend Courtney. We all continued walking together and the inside of the house was like hell broke loose inside. People hitting the bong in the kitchen, others drinking their lives away.

“Girls, let’s split up,” Amelia exclaimed, before walking to a group of guys playing beer pong. She basically latched herself onto them, wanting their attention. All the other girls left aswell, no one really sticking around. That’s how it usually goes, they all want to get fucked up and then complain about all the lives they never got to live.

I started to walk around the party, everyone around me was grinding against each other, their lips locking in lust. I grabbed a shot of something from the island in the kitchen and quickly drank it, hoping maybe if I drank the night would go by faster. I started snapping photos of people doing some crazy shit, one of a girl doing a keg stand and another of some boy jumping from the roof into the pool.

I walked back inside the house and noticed a boy looking in my direction. He had dirty blonde hair and these mystifying blue eyes. He was also wearing a scarf, which was kind of weird because it’s a summer night. The boy noticed that I was looking his way and smiled seductively my way.

I couldn’t think of anything to do so I just turned away from him, trying to make myself look as busy as possible. I felt a tap on my shoulder and a chill went down my spine. I turned around to face the blonde boy still smiling at me.

“Hello there,” He cooed, if I didn’t think this boy was hot before. His voice sounded as if it was pure gold. He had this look on his face like he could make anyone fall in love with him. “The name is Isaac, and yours?” he continued, still making me melt like butter.

“Y/N, Y/N Y/LN,” I gushed, he put his arms around my waist and started to walk around the party with me. Everyone started to notice us, wondering what he could possibly be doing with a girl like me.

“That’s a really nice name,” Isaac said with a sly wink. He started to look around the house with a frown on his face. “This party is kinda boring, want to get out of here?” He asked with a laugh, I just nodded my head and let him walk me out. I looked around to see if I could spot any of the girls, but they were too fucked up to notice.

Author’s note: Part two? This is dedicated to my new friend @i-write-about-anything! I hope y’all actually liked this one because I know I did. It was different and fun to write.

I was inspired by 6x03 aka Sundowning. I just took the party scene and changed a few things. 

All you heard was a scream from one of the party goers and you realized what was happening. The Ghost Riders have returned, and they were coming for you. You suddenly started looking around the room, trying to find Liam or Corey. The only thing you could see were people running around you, trying to escape the McCall household. “Liam!!” Y/N shouted, hoping he could hear you over the commotion.

“Y/N?! We’re in the kitchen!” Liam yelled back, with a tone of distress in his voice. You started to run past the people, trying to reach the kitchen. Then you saw one, the Ghost Rider was in the living room observing everyone run past. Then he saw you, you turned around and started running towards the stairs, letting out a loud scream.

“Y/N?!” Liam shouted, I could hear a few footsteps starting to run towards the living room. Suddenly you felt something wrap around your legs, then you felt a hard tug. Your whole body collided with the stairs, and your were being pulled down the stairs. You quickly grabbed one of the poles on the bannister and tried to buy yourself more time.

“Liam, please!” you cried out, the tears running down your face. It was it for you, this was gonna be your last moment. Then you felt the whip around your leg loosen. You looked down the steps and saw Liam being thrown into the wall by the Ghost Rider.

“Y/N, run!” Hayden shouted before trying to tackling the Ghost Rider, he just pushed her down into the ground. You quickly got up and ran up the stairs, you opened one of the doors and locked yourself inside. You started to panic, tears were running down your cheeks and you couldn’t control your breathing. Suddenly you heard the door knob start to violently shake.

“Liam?” you asked quietly, hoping the boy would reply. Nothing, the only thing that replied was someone trying to open the door knob. You started to frantically look for a way out. Then you saw the opened window. The door sounded as if it was about to be broken down and there was nothing else for you to do.

You climbed onto the window sill and looked down. It wasn’t that far of a jump, luckily it was on the second floor you thought to yourself. You saw flashing police lights and was hoping it would be Parrish in the car. You closed your eyes and jumped out the window, hoping for the best.

Your body heard the hard soil and started to get up. Agonizing pain ran through your body as you tried to lift yourself up. “Y/N?” Officer Parrish said as he got out of the police cruiser. He started to run towards you and lifted your body up.

“What happened?” He asked as he carried you to the car. You’re whole body hurt and you were so tired that you could barely reply.

“The others are inside still,” was the only thing you could whisper before falling asleep in his arms.

Author’s note: Wow I’m sorry that was really bad, I’m taking a creative writing class so hopefully that will help me get back into the groove of things. I honestly love writing I just have no motivation which really sucks.

Get to know me better!

Goal: Tag nine people you want to get to know better.

Tagged by: @royalissac

Relationship Status: single and ready to mingle boys ;)

Favorite Colour: lilac or grey

Lipstick or Chapstick: chapstick

Last Song I Listened To: I’m listening to best friends by gandson as i write this

Top Three Shows: Teen Wolf, Riverdale, and Reign

Top Three Characters: Isaac Lahey (duh), Lydia Martin, and Mary of Scots

Top Three Ships: Scallison, Stydia, and idk who else because im trash

Thank you so much @royalissac for tagging me <3

I also tag @spraybaerry @isaac-lahey-imagines and idk who else because im lame and need more friends

i’m dumb and i’m sorry

Hey guys, it’s me. I just wanted to apologize for always being on hiatus. I like honestly think something is wrong with me because I never have motivation to do anything anymore. like i loved this blog and it sucks that i don’t write on it anymore. i’m really gonna try guys, i just wanted to apologize for everyone who’s been following me forever now. love y’all so much 

Why am I such a flop? Like I wish I was still active on this blog and write for y'all! I'm gonna try to write after I get back from vacation

Urwarriorangel requested: I'd like to request an Archie Andrews imagine, slightly smutty if you would. They're both in college. They're good friends, but haven't connected much lately. The reader is getting hit on by a douchey frat boy. She makes eye contact with Archie over his shoulder and makes funny faces as the dude keeps talking. After seeing that she's suffered enough, Archie steps in and you can take it from there.

Y/N was in her freshman year of University and it was really the first time she’s been out of Riverdale. Luckily she wasn’t the only one from her friend group attending this Uni. The charismatic and athletic Archie Andrews also attended. You two were pretty close but you both have different hobbies and such and slowly started to drift off. Of course Y/N still thinks Archie is one of her closest friends but the only time they really talk is at parties. 

One night in particular Y/N decided to go to this frat party, usually you don’t go to these types of parties but your roommate basically begged you into it. You enter the house and the aroma of sweat and jungle juice basically assaulted your noise. “This is why I normally don’t come to these,” you quietly whispered to yourself, as you pushed through couples grinding on eachother. You found yourself in the corner of the room, drinking whatever the hell was in your cup. Watching everyone around you get obliterated was actually kinda amusing, that’s when you noticed some boy in his frat shirt obviously staring at you. You decided to quickly look away, hoping he wouldn’t grow the balls to actually come over to you. 

“Hello gorgeous,” some boy stuttered from behind you, obviously drunk. You turned around to look at him when you noticed it was the frat boy. “Wanna follow me?” He said again, trying his best to wink at you. You drastically looked around for your roommate or anyone who could get you out of this situation. That’s when your eyes stumbled upon Archie Andrews, the one and only. By the way he was looking at you, you could tell he saw you a lot earlier. The frat boy kept trying to flirt with you and definitely not succeeding. Honestly you weren’t even paying any attention to him, you just kept making awkwardly funny faces at Archie. Archie was trying his hardest not to laugh out loud. Suddenly you felt a cold hand on your arm and saw the frat boy trying to take you to another room.

It felt like everything took a 360 and you were honestly afraid. I guess Archie noticed something was wrong and tried to get in front of the frat. “Umm where do you think you’re going?” Archie asked, pushing his chest out. You could tell his muscles were popping out more than usual. The guy just stopped dead in his tracks and stared at Archie.

“Why the hell does it matter to you?” the frat boy threateningly asked, causing people to glance over at the scene. Archie just stood there, he seemed a million feet taller than the other guy.

“Let go of my friend,” Archie said, his voice as clear as day. The frat boy started to shrink in place and quickly let go off your hand. He scurried off into some other room, probably to pester some other girl. “You okay?” Archie asked, his tone seemed different, a lot lighter. You just nodded your head, burying your head into Archie’s chest. “Come on I’ll take you to your dorm,” He said, leading you out of the party. You two walked together in the freezing cold, your whole body shivering. Archie gladly took off  his old Letterman's and  wrapped it around you.

You two finally walked to your dorm, Archie basically has his arms wrapped around your waist the whole time. It felt nice though, it felt good having someone there for you. You unlocked your door and found yourself on the your bed. Archie just sat on the bottom of your bed, doing his best to make you laugh. That’s what Archie does best, he knows how to make someone happy in a matter of seconds. Talking now with his felt as if you two never stopped. 

One thing after another you found yourself laying over Archie’s chest, about to fall asleep. The next thing you know Archie lightly pecked your lips, your whole body feeling warm inside. You fell asleep that night feeling safer that night than you have in awhile, all thanks to Archie.

A/N: AHH ALL THE FEELINGS!!! I LOVED WRITING THIS SO MUCH OMG! Thank you so much for requesting this and I hope it turns out how you wanted. Sadly I cannot write smut for some reason but I did replace it with cute fluff! <3

Riverdale Requests!

Hey Y’all!

I’ve been watching the hell out of Riverdale and I decided I wanted to branch out my Tumblr and start writing Riverdale Imagines as well. That will be the only thing really changing about my blog. The name and picture will of course stay the same. So girls and boys start sending in those requests!!

~Tay~