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karl-urban-imagines · 3 years

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Hello lovely followers! This one is from a prompt I have had for ages but didn't know how to write it for sometime. But, its done now, also I found it really hard to write. Enjoy! Feedback is always welcome.

Probably going to have a part 2 at some point

WARNINGS! Mentions of violence Mentions if domestic abuse Mentions of blood. Mentions of Alcohol/being drunk If you are easily triggered please do NOT read ahead.

Prompt “Who gave you that black eye?”

You wake up in the same place you fell, Except you now have a splitting headache and can hardly see out of your right eye. You attempt to push yourself up of the floor, a shooting pain up your left wrist has you falling back down. Fuck. You try again, this time pushing up onto your knees then standing.

Once you're standing you take a few deep breaths, your ribs protesting with every breath. Fucking asshole must of laid into me when I was out

You needed to call your boss and let her know you wont be in today. After a few minutes of looking you found your phone under what was once your coffee table. You quickly punch in the numbers & she picks up on the third ring.

You tell her you're not well and wont be in for the rest of the week before hanging up . You slowly make your way down the hall to your bathroom. You gingerly pull off your top and pants, the throw them into the corner of the room.

You turn to the mirror, finger print bruises litter your upper arms, your right eye is swollen and red and purple, your ribs don't look much better & theres a small split on your bottom lip.

“Fucking bastard” you say aloud to yourself. You turn away from the mirror and turn on the shower, waiting a few moments for it to heat up before getting in. You stand under the hot stream of water with your head down, hot water running down your face making your hair stick.

After a while you lift your head and let the water run over your face, stinging the cut on your lip. Parts of last night play over in your mind, from the first slap across your cheek to being thrown into the coffee table and finally passing out face down as he kicks your over and over in the side. You shut the shower off and climb out.

Wrapping a towel around yourself, you walk into your bedroom and sit on the bed, the events of the night before run through your head, trying to figure how things had gotten so bad, all you did was ask him where he’d been and why he was home so late and why was it so fucking hard for him to let you know he’d be late.

Thats what made him flip, he started yelling at you, saying he didn't have to give you a reason why or tell you where he was all the time. Then he slapped you.

You shake your head, trying to shake those memories away. You stand and the damp towel drops from your body. You but on a pair of underwear, not bothering with a bra, grabbing a baggy top and sweat pants you put them on as well.

You look around your room, the dresser draw are open as well as the closet, clothes hanging off hooks as if someone had been in too much of a hurry, You check under your bed, one of your suit cases and over night bags are gone. “Good, fuck him” you say aloud.

You walk back into the lounge room you kneel down and start gather the larger bits of broken glass from the shattered coffee table. You’d just about finished when your phone starts ringing. You ignore it and let it go to voice mail. It rings a few more times, each time you let it go to voice mail.

You don't really care who it is, Your in no mood to talk to anyone. Once you’d finished with the coffee table you put the glass in the bin.

You look around your kitchen, even it was trashed. Beer bottles scattered the bench top, half smoked cigarettes along with them. You sigh and start cleaning the mess. You'd just finished putting away the last of the dishes when someone starts banging on your front door.

You ignore it and stand still, whoever it is will get the picture that you're not home and leave. They bang a few more times before yelling “Come on Y/N, I know your home, your boss called me”

You shake your head, she called of called anyone, but know she called fucking Kennex.

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karl-urban-imagines · 3 years

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Hey my lovely followers! Part two for you all as always i hope you all enjoy & feedback is always welcome

Warnings: Swearing Mentions of blood.

You come to by being throw on the ground, hands still bound. Wherever you are is dark and smells like death.

It takes a few moments for your eyes to adjust to the darkness, once they focus you can see that you are surrounded by Vampires and Familiars.

The familiar that took your from your home walks over to & pulls you to your feet by your bound hands and drags you further into the darkness.

“Where, where am I? Why’d you take me?” You say with a shaky voice.

The familiar doesn't answer you, instead it pulls on the rope around your wrists a little harder causing you to fall to your knees hard, You hiss at the pain. The familiar backs away, then the Vampires descend on you,clawing at you, ripping at your skin, you feel teeth bite into you over and over again. You start screaming, you scream until your throat hurts and you’ve no more tears to cry.

You can feel yourself slipping in and out, your eyes wont focus, breathing becoming shallower with every breath you try to take, then you feel nothing, no more teeth ripping into you, no more claws holding you.

A shadow appears over you and you pray your about die. Instead something wet & hot hits you cheek, then onto your parted lips, you try to turn your head away but your too weak.

Whatever is dripping into your mouth is coming in a steady stream now.

Suddenly your back arches off the ground and your body is rocked with an unbearable pain, your finger tips claw at the ground as the pain comes in wave after wave, eyes squeezed shut, then suddenly it stops. Your eyes snap open and everything has a strange tinge for a few seconds before it vanishes.

You take deep breath, but your lungs don't fill with air. Sitting up your look around frantically, your eyes stopping on a massive Vampire a few feet away from you.

You stare at it few a few moments and it seems to stare at your right back, before it inches closer to you, your hands lay limply in front of your, still bound. A single claw reaches out cut threw the ropes and they fall away.

You rub your wrists where the ropes had been, expecting them to be tender & raw except they weren’t.

You look down at your wrists, then back at the Vampire. “What have you done to me?” You question. The Vampire doesn’t respond. I need to get out of here.

You slowly get to your feet, the Vampire continues to watch you if something without fucking eyes can. You turn and run, as fast as you can, which apparently now is faster than you use to. You look around, trying to find a way out. There are so many tunnels you're not sure which one to take. Fuck! You turn left, a few minutes later you see light. Yes!

Just as the sun light hits your face something grabs your arm and pulls you back. “Well, well, what do we have hear” A deep voice says “No, NO!, let me go!” you scream.

#Karl Urban #Karlurbanimagines #Karl-Urban-Imagines #Blackhat #imagine #drabble #parttwo #gifs are not mine #credit to original owner

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karl-urban-imagines · 4 years

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MASTERLIST LINK

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karl-urban-imagines · 5 years

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Bucky: Okay Morgan, there are 206 bones in the body, but! I’m gonna teach you how to dislocate someone’s body in 230 ways—

Sam: Dude. She’s a kid.

Morgan:...

Bucky: Oh yeah! You’re right.

*turns around for a few seconds before turning back with puppets over his hands*

Bucky, in somewhat a Kermit the frog’s voice: Hi kids! We’re going to show you how to dislocate someone’s body! Let’s start with the Clavicle region. Do you know where that is?

Sam: oh my god.

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karl-urban-imagines · 5 years

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karl-urban-imagines · 5 years

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For my lovely & Supportive followers

I’m sorry I’ve been MIA for the last however many months I’ve been gone, August last year my Partner of 7 and a half years and I broke up and I have not been okay, mentally, physically, emotionally. All of it.

Which in turn has obviously effected my writing and life in general. So I really do apologise to all of you who have requests that I have not completed. And I know there are a few. However my mental, physical and emotional health are my first priority for the time being. I do plan on coming back and writing again. It may take me sometime to get back into the swing of things,

Thank you all for continuing to follow (and for your patience if you have request that I have not completed) like and reblog my stories and imagines, I really do appreciate you all. ❤️

#karl urban #imagine #karl urban imagine #karl urban imagines

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karl-urban-imagines · 6 years

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Fuck anyone who’s ever made you feel like you were hard to love.

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karl-urban-imagines · 6 years

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#when i am having a good time and suddenly anxiety hits me

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karl-urban-imagines · 6 years

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“Firstly I thought, it was kind of like a joke, but then [fans] were trying to figure out my qualifications for being a Disney princess. And I think they just kind of owned it. And if they owned it and they celebrated it, I was like, okay, that’s it, I’m a Disney princess. So they kinda gave me the label, so I’m claiming that. I’mma take it! Dammit, I’m a Disney princess!” — Letitia Wright

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karl-urban-imagines · 6 years

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