Just shifting some old imagines into a new book cause Physical reached its max chapters lol
Five Hargreeves x Reader
⚠️~ MATURE THEMES ~⚠️
Imagines:
~ 20/08/2020 - ?? ~
❌ Request open? ❌
💫 = Story set in an alternate universe
☂️ = Story connected w...
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It was a cold morning, a biting chill that froze deep in your bones as the soldiers layered up before their battle against Lothbrok. They all chanted lowly together, banging their axes against the shields or sharpening their swords against the grinder.
(y/n) could hear the men chanting from outside the house but it was all just a blur as she snuck into the treasury room, standing before her wings to feel that familiar buzzing of power thrumming through her. Her eyes glowed as her siren hummed her song of heritage, promising to avenge or legacy. (y/n) sneered lowly, her wings calling for her in urgency as she took a step forward to free them. There was a blinding light and the sound of an angry screech as her wings flashed red before slamming against her back, a burst of power filling (y/n). Her eyes glowed red from rage, her teeth sharpening and claws stretching over her palms.
It was a horrid sight as (y/n) ripped apart the board with her claws, snaked tongue hissing over her teeth before she put her steel mask back on. Her cloak hid her wings and her claws, and she walked back out to get on her horse.
"(y/n)?" she looked over to see who had called her, seeing Five smile at her from his horse and she felt her humanity come back. Five leaned down and kissed the back of (y/n)'s hand. "Are you ready?" (y/n) nods, taking in a deep breath.
"May the gods show us the way to victory!" the king exclaims with his sword in the air and the soldiers all yell out before riding off.
Time to end all this.
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(y/n) yelled out as she sped around her enemies, slicing them down and ripping them apart. She hissed as she chopped off a head, the body dropping to the floor before quickly turning around and deflecting an attack. She was too fast for anyone to see, a blur of steel and claws. Blood and rain drowned the soldiers, a cacophony of screams and weapons clashing. (y/n) pants out as she fights against another soldier, his axe splitting her mask in two and she stumbles back. Blood trickled down from her head, her single revealed eye burning red as the other hid behind half her mask.
"Witch-!" the man gurgles out blood, hands grasping his throat before (y/n) kicks him over a cliff. She quickly whips around, her claws grabbing hold of a sword as a man forces her on her back from the impact.
