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fanficwritinggirl · 5 months

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My Montana (Cole Walter Fanfic)

Chapter 1

“Mom,” a desperate, tiny cry of a voice wailed as she sprinted towards the body. Turning her over onto her side she put her frail hands over the now scarlet top, trying to stop the bleeding. But there was no hope of saving her, she had been gone long before she had been able to get there. An adult has approximately 10 pints of blood pumping throughout their body. You never really realize how much blood that is, until it’s pooled on the floor, painting it a dark crimson color. The bloody handprints smeared on the door, creeping closer and closer to the door handle, never quite reaching it besides one lone maroon fingerprint. Dark chocolate waves of hair lay in the pool, covering her cold, white face, hiding the cuts and bruises on her face. “Mom, please wake up,” she cried again, shaking her. Her hands were covered in crimson blood. “Wake up.”

“Josie!” a voice said loudly in her ear. Startled, her body shoots up, head turning quickly with her eyes wide, tears threatening to fall. “Hey, it's okay, it's just a nightmare, it's okay.” A warm hand sets itself upon her forearm causing her to turn her head and look at the brunette haired woman sitting on her bed, eyebrows pinched together and the corner of her lips pulled down ever so slightly.

“You're okay Josie, you're not there anymore, he’s not here,” assurance was present in her voice as she ran her hand up and down the panicked girl's arm, offering comfort. Her fingers comed through her hair as she pulled the few parts out of her face and brought it together on one side of her shoulder.

“Same dream?” the brunette woman asked her as she removed her hand from Josie's arm and grabbed the glass of water that was sitting on the white bedside table. Trembling hands take the glass and bring it to her lips taking a sip.

“It was the blood, it was everywhere. On her, on me. It's just…” she falters. “It was just everywhere Aunt Hat,” she cried, bringing her shaking hands down into her laps cradling the glass between them.

“I know honey. But we have to remember that it was a long time ago, no one is going to come and hurt you, okay.” All she could do was nod, barely listening to her aunt and keeping herself focused on the glass.

“How long until school starts,” she asked, changing the subject.

“An hour, but I'm going to call Miss Jacobs and ask her if you can spend some time in her room this morning, just until you are ready to go back into class. That's okay?” Josie nods and lifts her head to give her aunt a small smile. Her aunt sighs, offering her the same expression before leaning forward and giving her a kiss on her forehead.

“I love you Josie.”

“I love you too Aunt Hat.”

Tapping on the keyboard was all that could be heard in the room as Miss Jacobs typed her emails and Josie sat on the couch, a book in hand, losing herself in another world. Sitting in Miss Jacob's room was a normal occurance for her, she was in here most mornings of the week after the nightmares happened. Miss Jacobs never forced her to talk about anything she didn't want to. If she just wanted to sit and read a book then Miss Jacobs was happy to give her the space to do that, as long as she caught up with the classes that she missed, which was never a problem.

“Josie, how are you finding your classes at the minute?” Miss Jacobs asks from her desk. Josie lifts her head up and looks at the woman, her eyebrows coming together in the middle.

“Um fine… i think. I mean I am passing everything at the moment. I'm not making A's or anything but I don't think that's a bad thing.” The counselor laughs, shaking her head, standing up and walking towards her and taking a seat in front of her.

“No, I know that. Your grades are great, but are you having a hard time keeping those grades?Have the nightmares been affecting you in this aspect?” Josie leans back in her seat, crossing her arms and pursing her lips a little.

“I mean not really. Sometimes Chem can be a little hard to keep up with but nothing major, usually I can push through by finding some extra time to study,” her voice was filled with certainty and confusion.

“And the nightmares, do they affect any of this?” Miss Jacobs eyes travel around the young girl's face, taking in the bags under her eyes. Josie shrugs.

“Not really. I’m used to them by now. I just have learned to get along with them. That’s all I can do,” her voice was firm. Miss Jacobs gives a small smile and nods.

“Well that's good. Now if you ever have problems with chem just let me know and i can get some help for you.” Josie offers her a polite smile and nod before grabbing her book and returning to her page. Miss Jacobs, seeing that the conversation is over, stands up and returns to her desk continuing with her emails, hoping that one of these days Josie will open up to her.

Three knocks chimed on the door of Miss Jacobs office before opening, revealing the one and only Danny Walter. Danny though was not the most popular Walter boy was still liked around the school and many of the girls still had a crush on him, which Josie could understand. Danny has been her best friend since she moved here when she was nine and since the day that they got put together for a project, they had been attached at the hip, though over the past few years they do spend a little more time apart, she still loved him very much. Many have assumed over the years that the two are more than friends but that couldn't be further from the truth. Danny was her platonic soulmate, he understood her better than anyone and told him practically everything, she loved him, just not like that. He was the brother that she never had.

“Oh Danny, lovely to see you again. I can guess why you are here,” Miss Jacob teases and Danny laughs.

“Lovely to see you too Miss. I am here for Miss Whitlock,” he turns and gives her a goofy grin and she snickers. He struts towards her with one hand behind his back, stopping in front of her and extending his hand to her. “Miss Whitlock, would you do the honor of coming with me to lunch,” to say that his posh accent was terrible would be an understatement. Josie puts her book down and shuffles to the edge, straightening her back and posing her face.

“I do not know, kind sir. For I find that I actually have some much needed work that must be done and must therefore, with greatest regret, must decline your offer,” with that she leans back into the couch and bites down on her tongue to stop herself from laughing. Miss Jacobs sits in the corner watching the entire interaction with a smirk on her face, chuckling while eating her salad.

“Oh my fair lady, how you have hurt me so,” Danny gets down on his knees and takes her hands in his. “Please dine with me or I shall die of a broken heart,” his hand touches his heart and Josie cannot do anything but laugh.

“You are ridiculous,” she tells him before grabbing her bag and putting her book in. “Well i am only ridiculous for my bestest friend in the world, which just so happens to be you, Josie Whitlock,” Danny moves back as Josie stands up and turns to Miss Jacobs.

“What would you say, Miss. Was our performance to your liking,” Miss Jacobs laughs. “I must say it exceeds it. I hope that it shall be a while until I see your next performance so that you have more time to prepare,” Danny’s face drops a little bit, understanding what she's saying but decides to ignore. “Understood Miss. I will make sure that the next time I see you I will give you that most amazing performance of your life,” Miss Jacob nods, shaking her head with a smile. Josie puts her hand on Danny’s shoulder and turns him.

“Enough with the dramatics. Let's go, now that you are talking about lunch I want some,” Danny smirks at her and waves his hand towards Miss Jacobs as he walks out of the door.

“Bye Miss Jacobs,” Josie says as they leave. Miss Jacob smiles to herself as she eats her salad, feeling the weight lifted ever so slightly, knowing that at least for now, everything was fine again for Josie.

“So are you coming over tonight, we are having lasagna for dinner” Danny asks as he and Josie stroll towards the cafeteria. Josie smirks looking at him.

“Danny, do you even have to ask? There is no point in me heading home because no doubt my aunt and your mom are going to end up on a job till late so what is the point of being home on my own.” Danny shrugs at her.

“Well I don't know. Maybe you could have some friends over… A guy,” Josie turns and hits him on the arm.

“Danny Walter, how dare you suggest that I would have a guy over. We all know what happens when others are given the opportunity. Trust me I have had to listen to many of our classmates' hookup stories,” she states as they walk into the cafeteria and walk towards the line.

“Oh trust me, you do not have to have the house to yourself for people to take liberties about inviting ‘guests’ over for… that,” Danny informs her with slight discomfort which Josie can’t help but laugh at.

“Let me guess Cole has had a ‘guest’ over recently,” grabbing a tray starts putting food on her tray.

“Oh no, not for a while actually, which i'm confused about. Maybe he has decided to take a break for a while after Jackie sees Olivia sneaking out. Probably just goes to their house now,” Josie lifts her tray and pinches her eyebrows together and shrugs.

“I don’t know, maybe. I mean it must be hard for Jackie being in a house full of people, not being able to get much privacy and then having to see someone sneaking out, knowing that they have done that, would be pretty awkward,” Josie trudges towards one of the table with Danny behind her with his own filled tray.

“Oh yeah. And on top of that after the whole hair thing. Maybe he is feeling bad and deciding to stop being such an ass,” Danny concludes, tucking into his sandwich. Josie’s head falls to one side looking at her food and she plays with it with her fork, she shrugs.

“I mean… I don't know. I think after everything that happened with his leg and not being able to play football… really got to him. Ya know,” Danny nods, placing his sandwich down while finishing chewing.

“I mean, I know he feels guilty after how much money mom and dad spent on his treatment. Sending him away for the summer just for it to come to nothing but he can’t just use that as an excuse,” Danny's voice was serious and Josie couldn't help but sigh.

“I know. But maybe he is just a bit lost. Wouldn't you be if the one thing that you were good at was taken away from you. I mean what if you were never able to watch all of your movies, or study plays or whatever,” Josie puts a bit of her chicken in her mouth and looks at Danny as he sighs and leans back in his chair.

“Fair point. It is just when you are dealing with his mood swings all the time you can forget. And I just don't like the way he treats people sometimes. Especially what he's like with girls,” Josie laughs and nods.

“Trust me i agree but like you said it seems that maybe he is turning over a new leaf,” Danny raises an eyebrow and nods his head towards her.

“We’ll see,” he concludes and Josie snickers at him. Nathan walks up to them with a tray in his hand and sits down next to them.

“Hey guys,” he greets as he sits, smiling at the pair.

“Nathan, to what do we owe the pleasure,” Danny asks sarcastically.

“Ha ha ha,” Nathan counters, causing Josie to snicker at the pair. “So are you coming over tonight Josie, we are having lasagna,” Nathan asks and Danny rolls his eyes.

“I have already been asked, and as always I would be honored” Josie smiles at him and Nathan shakes his head with a smile on his face. “I don't know why we even bother asking you anymore,” Nathan states and Josie and Danny look at each other and look at each other with a knowing look.

“Well if you are coming over tonight can you teach me that one song that you do on the guitar that i like. I have been trying to figure out the chords but i can't get it,” Nathan shoves some food in his mouth and Josie nods her head at him.

“I would love to, but I am going to have to stop at my house on the way to get my guitar,” she tells them and Danny nods his head.

“I’ll make sure that Cole stops off,” Danny tells her and she nods back at him. Lifting her head up she sees Cole walking in with his hands in his pockets, hair messily laying on top of his head, covering his forehead. Cole looks over towards her direction and sends a small smirk towards her and Josie can't help turning her attention to the food on her tray, a maroon colour decorating her freckled cheeks. When it came to the Cole effect, to say the least she wasn't immune to it, if anything she was very much impacted by it.

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the-fluff-piece · 11 months

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Sanji - loving his s/o with self esteem issues

this is part of the request for a headcanon from @zephyrian-journ it turned into a whole story, whoops i hope it's okay!

Sanji x fem!reader who has problems with her body, I can only write from my perspective so keep that in mind!

Mention of stress response, insecurity with one's own body, mention of restricting

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Sanji expresses his love through food and service, he is just like that. So when you stop eating his creations and request only the plainest, low caloric options he is starting to feel really anxious. When you refuse to be touched and hide your body from the world he starts to panic. When you become absent minded and cautious, when you retreat and keep to yourself - he has a full breakdown.

He waits until you are alone and approaches you with an uncomfortable expression.

"So, what's wrong?" He asks, avoiding your gaze.

"What do you mean?" You ask back.

"You're kind of distant lately and...did I do something wrong?" The gaze of his blue eyes is locked on his shoes, his graceful fingers are fumbling nervously, he looks like a boy that has done something seriously wrong.

"No, not at all" you try to look into his eyes, but he turns away.

"I understand." He runs away. When you catch his arm and he turns around, tears are already flowing from his face. "I understand, I am not good enough for you anymore, I won't bother you anymore with my presence" the end of his sentence is hardly understandable, since he is sobbing loudly now, sinking to his knees. "You don't love me anymore, I am not good enough" he cries as he dramatically hugs your knees.

"Shh, don't cry babe, I love you more than anything, you know that" you tell him as you soothingly stroke his hair and kiss the tears away. "Why would you think that I don't love you anymore? You're the best thing that ever happened to me" you tell him as he looks up at you with puppy eyes, pressing his cheek against your chest.

"You're not eating my cakes anymore, you don't let me touch you, we're not bathing together anymore...it's like you don't want to be with me anymoooooooooooooore" the last word transitions into a long, whiny sob and he cries like a waterfall again.

"It's got nothing to do with you!" You explain to him. "You're perfect, you know that. It's me."

He blinks tears out of his eyes and looks at you. "THAN WHYYYYYYY" he helplessly gestures with his hands as he's crying out his question.

"...I gained weight. I don't fit into my jeans anymore. I just...I feel like a whale. I don't feel comfortable right now. I didn't want you to notice until I lost it again. Which doesn't seem to be working. And I was never thin to begin with..." your voice breaks as you struggle to express all you are feeling. "I just didn't want to disappoint you." Now you have tears in your eyes, avoiding his puzzled look.

"What?" He gets up and holds your shoulders. "How would you disappoint me?" He tries to catch your gaze but you are avoiding him.

"You like pretty women. I don't even know what you see in me, and now it's gotten worse. I just didn't want you to notice"

It is harder to say than you thought and now you're sobbing. Suddenly you're pressed against his chest, the soft fabric of Sanjis suit is catching your tears.

"I was so stupid and superficial I even manage to hurt you now with it! I'm so sorry! I didn't know what I even could expect from a relationship. I just know that you are unique and perfect and that I feel as safe with you as never before. I like your body because it is yours, and I want to see it grow old together with mine." he lifts your chin up and looks into your eyes. He looks dead serious now, despite his reddened and puffy eyes.

"Please forgive me!" He pleads. "I don't want you to feel unwanted! What can I do?"

"I don't know..." you say.

He nods, tears and snot running down his face.

"I'll find a way!" He promises.

For the next days, he's serious and quiet. Every time you talk, he tells you how much he loves you, but things between you seem tense. He also seems to do a lot more stuff for Nami than usual - carrying stuff for her, bringing her more treats, constantly asking what he could do. All in all, a strange situation. Tension builds and you are even more insecure about him than before, painfully aware that he was into Nami way before you two met.

So when you see them vanish in Nami's room, you cannot help but get a bad feeling. When they don't come out for quite a while, you decide to have a look. Nothing unusual to just knock and see what they're up to.

You knock - no answer. You try the handle, it's open. You enter and see them standing in the room, heads together. It's hard to see exactly what's happening there, but Sanji immediately jumps up, looking guilty.

"Y/n! What are you doing here? You weren't supposed to see this!" He shouts angrily. He has never used this kind of tone with you. After the last days, it's enough. You turn on your heel and try to get away before anyone is seeing you cry.

You're already halfway across the ship when you hear him behind you: "wait, It's not what it looks like!"

He quickly catches up and blocks your way.

"It wasn't supposed to go like this, don't cry" he says, but you're already crying.

"Leave me alone" you tell him.

"No, I'll never leave alone again" he says, his voice suddenly quiet and soft. Through the veil of your tears, you see him go down on one knee.

"I'll never leave you, because I want you to become my wife!" He's shouting, for everyone to hear, as he holds up a golden ring encrusted with diamonds.

"I got this ring from Nami's treasure, I hope you like it. If not I'll get another one!" He looks at you, awaiting your answer.

This was the last thing you expected. The two of you never talked about marriage.

"What?" You ask, overwhelmed by everything.

"I want to share everything with you for the rest of my life. I want to grow old with you! I want to become better for you all the time. I want you to become my family, because I love you so much! I told you I will find a way to show you how much you mean to me. This is it. Please marry me!"

For a painful second, you hesitate and his lower lip already begins to tremble. You hold out your hand and let him slip the ring on your finger. He kisses your hand and holds it against his cheek. You can feel a tear running down his face.

"You make me so happy" he cries. "Let's be a family!"

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Soooo....this one took me *checks date* forever, I am so sorry! I will be working through my drafts and requests as I have a bit more time now! Hope you liked it :D

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sugawhaaa · 10 months

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Taehyun x reader

Teasing Terry till he can't take it

💋WARNINGS:: smut, ns/fw audio link

💋PAIRING:: sub!Taehyun x dom!fem!reader

💋GENRE::smut, edging, tiniest bit of crying, drooling, cream pie, edging, begging, sex toys, fleshlight, unprotected sex, edging, your ride taehyun, did I mention edging???

A/N:: I stumbled upon this audio one day and I was like oh yeah this is so Taehyun and then weeks later I'm finally posting this also I promise I'm still active I'm literally working on 10 different fanfics right now which I will be posting teasers for very soon

It's no joke how much Taehyun loves to tease you during sex. Edging you, holding your hands, Tying you up, he does lots of things just to make you feel all the more better but you were getting tired of it recently. Not him teasing you, no, no that turned you on and made your orgasm much more relieving. It was the fact that you never got a turn to tease him, until today that is.

It had already been 20 minutes since you first gave him a handjob but he still hasn't came. Not a single drop. That's because you simply refused to let him. You started with a handjob, to a blow job, and now you're using a flesh light. Still not letting him cum, he was just very um…wet per say. Despite how much he begged you refused to actually let him cum. "Please," he whimpered out with a dry throat as you moved the flesh light faster. Every moan that came out of him was more broken than the last. You then took another look down to the sight below you. Taehyun's eyes barely peaked open as his red hair tangled in the pillow he was buried into. His moans and lewd sounds echoed throughout the room louder and louder each time as his body melted beneath you. You then noticed his back arching towards you and his eyes squinting, moans harsher and more broken. Taehyun then started cursing before you removed the toy off his dick entirely and his entire body stopped. The only thing that moved was his chest, taking deep breaths.

"Please oh my god," he said as he grabbed your thighs that stood at both sides of his hips. His black nails digging into your skin as he begged you to "fuck me, please, I just want you~" he said before you slipped the flesh light back around his length very fast. All the textures hitting every inch of his sensitive skin. "I want your-ah~! " he said with cracks in his voice.

"Just wait baby," you said calmly whilst he was anything but calm. Swaying his body around like a toddler having a fit. You then started pressing the handle down harder and slower. He moaned loudly in your ear each time you pounded into him. At this point drool was dripping down the corners of his mouth and his eyes were shut tight as his hands nearly drew blood from your thighs. His moans then became silent as his mouth hung open, his body bouncing as you gripped the handle harshly.

Taehyun started pleading for more and more as you watched the sight below you.

"Please baby, I'll do anything, anything~" he whined. "Just let me cum please," he mumbled out before you stopped once again and he cursed loudly. "Fuck! Fuck, please don't stop, keep going, keep going~" he whined as he rubbed your thighs. As he rolled on the bed begging for more you got off of him. "No, no! Babe please! I need to cum, please," Taehyun said as he grabbed your shirt.

"One second Taehyun dear, I'm just putting this on the nightstand," you said as you held up the flesh light. He nodded and laid back down on the bed waiting for you. You set the toy down before sitting back on his thighs. He watched you with squinted eyes as he swallowed harshly. You then sighed and stood up again before explaining you were taking your clothes off so he wouldn't panic again. You sat back on him again as he whined quietly. You then raised your body up and back down on his cock. He let out the loudest, deepest, and longest moan you've ever heard in your life. He then grabbed your hips and croaked.

"Move, please~" and you did as he said. You grinded down on his length and his body instantly arched up. A long raspy moan came from him and you took another moment to appreciate how beautiful he looks right now. Saliva dripping for his lips, his eyes scanning your body before shutting tight again, his body rolling to feel more relief. You smirked as you kept your hips moving at a rather slow pace. He whined softly as his lips quivered. You extended a hand out to his cheek and rubbed it softly.

"You're so cute~" you teased and all Taehyun could do was moan and push his own hips up.

"Please, please," he moaned as his eyes got watery. Who knew he was so sensitive to your touch? "Please, please," he kept whining and midway through one of his pleads you decided to pick your body up and set it all back down on his dick. "Please-ah! Oh my-fuck, I ah~" he couldn't even build a sentence as you bounced on him. He sat there helplessly beneath you only able to sit pretty and moan. "P-please faster~" he begged but you only kept the same slow pace.

You could see him growing impatient as his legs started jerking. After he pleaded one more time in his hoarse and dried voice you went faster. The sound of his arousal sticking to your walls made you feel like cumming yourself. You then went even faster and harder making Taehyun jump "Oh my God-ah! Please more, more, don't stop~" he said as his saliva slid down the corner of his lips. You then came all over his abdomen and Taehyun's eyes watched as it dripped off the sides of his waist as you pounded onto him. The contact making your liquid splatter. You then noticed his body tense and his dick jerk inside you making it clear to you he was about to cum. You waited till he was just about to release when you removed him from you entirely.

"No, no! Please, I was so close~" he whined mercilessly. His voice cracked every word he spoke as he grabbed you harshly, his nails digging deep enough to leave marks. He kept begging but you refused to even move. "Please baby~" his voice cracked hard as he moaned. "Fuck me please~" his legs shook as he pulled you down. Then you sat back down on him. "Fuck!" He moaned loudly as he threw his head back.

"You're so cute~" you teased. "Say it my good boy~"

"S-say what?" He whined as you slowly rutted into his.

"You're a good boy," you smiled softly while his eyes watered and he swallowed hard.

"I'm a g-good boy," he blushed and shut his eyes.

"Say it without stuttering," you demanded. He took a deep breath and moaned.

"I'm a good boy," he said before moaning right after. You nodded and praised him before moving your hands to the base of his cock. "W-What are you doing?" He blushed as you picked up the pace as you rode him. You then started massaging his base and played with him. He once again tried to form a sentence but all he could do was grunt as you pressed down harder. He shook his head back and forth as he grabbed the sheets harshly. "Please don't stop this time, please let m-me cum~" he begged but you and him both knew you weren't gonna let him cum until he was at the VERY end of his rope. Once again you found him tensing every inch of his body, his back arching. You could tell he was gonna cum soon but if he told you he knew you'd stop instantly so he stayed quiet. Unfortunately for him, you took your hands away from his base and stopped moving.

"No! Stop teasing me~ it hurts not to cum~please!" He whined as once again you saw tears poking at his eyes and you just couldn't resist those watery eyes.

"Okay baby, I promise I'll let you cum this time okay?" You said seductively.

"Okay, okay, I'll be good, I promise~" he said in a broken voice and you started moving slowly again and surprisingly he stayed rather quiet. Moaning of course but he didn't speak much. Maybe he finally accepted the fact that he hardly could speak this entire time. That was until he was tipping over the edge again. "Please oh my fucking god~" his dirty mouth set free. You went faster again, you bounced on him watching as his body did the same due to your impact. Taehyun's hair was a mess and the pillow his head rested on was off centered and covered in spit.

Then you finally let him cum and he came a lot. The loudest moan known to your ears escaped his lips as his cum went everywhere. You have to admit you came a little just at the sight of him orgasming so hard. You then noticed tears rolling down his cheeks. You immediately got off him and snuggled up to him. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" You said as you wiped away his tears.

"I can't feel my legs," he laughed as he still gasped for air and you pulled him into a hug as you giggled.

"Does anything hurt? Do you need ice? I bit you a little hard a few times…" you said as you pet his hair.

"I'm fine~ other than being unable to feel my legs I'm perfectly fine!" He laughed as he strummed his fingers through your hair. "But I…I wasn't wearing anything…" he blushed and you looked up at him confused.

"What do you mean?" You sat up a little to look at him.

"I um…didn't wear protect…tion." He explained and your eyes went wide before relaxing again.

"I'm sure it'll be fine~" you shrugged and Taehyun giggled.

"That felt so good," he chuckled.

"I can tell, you came a lot," you said as your eyes fluttered shut.

"Sorry…" he blushed.

"Don't apologize. It was hot as fuck," you explained and Taehyun looked at you in shock.

"You found it, hot?" He seemed confused and you nodded before shutting your eyes and laying on his bare chest again. "Really?" He asked and you nodded again. "You're tired aren't you?" He chuckled.

"And you're not?" You laughed.

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bingbongsupremacy · 1 month

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New Kid

Pairing: Father!Castiel x family!child reader, Father! Dean x family!child reader, Father!Sam x family!child reader, Father!Crowley x family!child reader

Warnings: Very cringe and short. I wrote this when I was in middle school. Originally from Wattpad.

Summary: Short oneshots about when your father finds out you're his kid.

*Not Proof Read* Supernatural

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Third P.O.V.

Castiel:

Age: One Hour Old

" I told you, Josephine, I don't want it! " A man yells.

" What do you expect me to do with it then? Huh? This is both of our problems, okay? Both of our problems! "

The voices grow louder as Castiel nears the end of the block. The dim streetlights and light glow from the houses' porch lights send a nightmarish gleam and vibe through the street.

" Can't you just leave it with someone? Leave it at a fire station! I don't care. Just get it out of here! " The man orders.

" Ryan, I can't keep...it! I can't do this thing! Do you know what my parents will do to me? Huh? I've kept it in me for nine months! I can't take care of it anymore! Look, Ryan, I spent three hours in a rest-stop bathroom, pushing this thing out! I don't want it. You take it. " The woman, Josephine hisses while shoving a bundle at a dark man in the doorway of a house.

" I have a life, Josephine. I can't just drop everything to raise this, this abomination! I am not giving up my life for it. No, you take it somewhere and dump it. I don't care. Goodbye. " With that, the man slams the door shut on the girl.

The girl growls loudly in frustration. " Ugh!! " She looks at the bundle in her arms in frustration and looks around.

Castiel watches the girl wander down the street, hiding in the shadows. He can't just let this girl take whatever's in her arms and dump it. He needs to make sure that the thing in her arms remains safe.

" I'll just leave you...here. " The girl says unemotionally before dropping the bundle into a garbage can behind a Chinese restaurant. The entire time the girl had been holding the bundle, she'd been holding the bundle as if it were poison.

The girl looks around before running across the street in the dark.

Castiel makes his way over to the garbage can which releases a whine. A soft whine. " What is that..? " Castiel peers down into the garbage can. The bundle wiggles around. It starts crying loudly. " A child? " Castiel picks up the bundle. The baby, wrapped in a dirty t-shirt, wiggles around. The baby's teary Brown eyes look up at Castiel. " Shh, shh, child. It's alright. " Castiel looks around for a moment, not sure what to do with the crying baby. " Okay, okay, uh, you're okay. " Castiel gently brushes his fingers on the baby's forehead. The baby's cries die down and turn into sniffles. The baby snuffles into Castiel and slowly falls asleep. " What do I do with you? " Castiel asks softly to not disturb the baby's peaceful sleep.

" I think I will keep you. Yes. I will. I will name you...Y/N. " Castiel smiles slightly as the baby lets out a content grunt. I shall protect Y/N with everything I have.

Dean:

Three Weeks Old

Dean takes a sip of the cold beer in his hand. He boredly flips through the pages of a lore book. Sam walks into the bunker with grocery bags.

" Hey, Dean. I'm back. " Sam announces.

" Okay. " Dean pushes the book in his hands aside and looks down at his phone as it dings.

Ex. Mariah

-We need to talk.

Dean's eyebrows furrow. He hasn't seen Mariah for...months. Ever since their nasty breakup.

Dean

Why? So now you text me? After months of ignoring me?

Ex. Mariah

This is...important. Are you in town?

Dean

Yeah.

Ex. Mariah

Good. Meet me at the park we first met at, okay? Do you remember which park that is? Do you remember the spot?

Dean

Yes. I remember.

Ex. Mariah

Okay. See you in twenty.

Dean sighs. Mariah was too much drama to handle. The last time they saw each other, she accused him of cheating with almost every girl he's ever met. She could never leave anything alone. She was also weirdly possessive.

Dean pulls on his jacket and finishes off his beer before standing up. " Sammy, I'm going out. I'll be back in a little while. " Dean yells into the hallway connecting to the kitchen.

" 'Kay! " Sam calls back.

Dean hops in his car and drives down the street to the park where he meets Mariah. He pauses before turning his car off. Should he do this?

What does Mariah want?

Dean sighs and prepares himself for what's to come while dealing with Mariah. He slowly gets out of the Impala and walks towards the bench he met Mariah on. Dean shoves his hands into his jacket pocket when a cold gush of wind blows through the air.

A small cry fills Dean's heart. Dean furrows his eyebrows. Who would keep their baby out at this hour, especially in this weather? This kid doesn't sound very old.

Dean continues walking towards the bench, only to discover the crying getting louder. Dean pulls out a gun he brought with him just in case and points it to the ground while cautiously walking towards the cries. Dean quickly puts away his gun when he sees a tiny baby in a basket that's covered by a thin F/C blanket. " What the...? " Dean looks around confusedly.

Why is there a baby here? Where are its parents?

A vibration from Dean's phone distracts him from the baby. Dean looks down at the long text.

Ex. Mariah.

I'm sorry you had to find out this way. By now, you have probably reached the bench and discovered the baby. It's yours. I don't want to look after it. I have a life, and I'm sure you do too. Feel free to do whatever you want with it. Take it to a church, sell it to someone, I don't care I just can't spend my time watching it. The baby's one month old, you'll find the birth certificate and all the other important forms you'll need in the basket. It's yours to do whatever you please with. That's all I needed to tell you.

Ex. Mariah blocked you

Dean stares at his phone with his mouth dropped wide open. He re-reads the message over and over again. Dean glances down at the basket and hesitantly pulls a corner of the blanket off the basket. A tiny baby peers up at him with watery Brown eyes. The baby cries and reaches for Dean. Dean stares at the baby. " D-do I pick you up? " Dean asks cluelessly.

This earns a whine as a response from the baby. Dean gently picks up the baby. He holds the baby awkwardly while picking up a stack of pages that Mariah mentioned. There's a birth certificate, as Mariah had said there'd be, and other papers.

Dean gently rocks the baby in his arms, not sure what else to do. Dean sits down, very overwhelmed. He sets the papers back in the basket and turns his attention to the tiny human in his arms. The baby wraps Y/G's tiny finger around Dean's thumb.

At that moment, Dean's heart melted. He didn't care about another other than the adorable child in his arms. " H-hi, kiddo. " Dean says nervously, which is something very strange for Dean. He's rarely ever shy or nervous. Dean's heart fills with a strange love and feeling. " I guess I'm your dad...it's nice to meet you. "

The baby replies with a sniffle and tired whine.

Dean laughs slightly and leans back against the park bench with the baby in his arms, already sure that this baby is going to be in his life.

Sam:

Newborn

" Here's your baby, sir. Y/G's gorgeous. Looks just like you, Mr. " The nurse gently hands over a tiny bundle to its father, Sam Winchester.

Sam stares down at the baby in his arms in awe. " Hi there, sweetie. Hi. " Sam brushes his finger over the cheek of the baby. " I'm your daddy. " Sam says softly.

" There. You have your daughter. " Seraphine, the ex-girlfriend, and mother of Sam's child state annoyed. " Can you get out of my room now? I have to get rest. I plan on getting back into shape as soon as I can. "

Sam ignores the anger bubbling in his chest and glances back at Seraphine. " What is wrong with you? How can you be this way? To your child? "

Seraphine made it clear that she didn't want the kid when Y/G was born. Heck, she hadn't even wanted to carry it full term. As soon as she found out, she planned on having an abortion. Sam found out and was crushed. He'd wanted this baby. Sure, he'd never really been around children before, nor did he really like kids, but the thought of having one of his own brought a joy he wasn't very familiar with to his heart. Sam had managed to convince Seraphine to carry the baby full term and give it to him to take care of. It didn't come easy though. He had to promise to leave her alone after the baby was born and pay her a large sum of money.

" I don't care, Sam. I never wanted it. So get it and yourself out of my room, please. " Seraphine pulls out her phone and starts typing away.

" Y/G is not an ' it '. Sam seethes protectively.

A nurse walks towards him. " I'm going to take this cutie to the infant nursery. You'll be able to see Y/G in a little while after I get Y/G all cleaned up and ready. " The nurse softly takes the small baby from Sam's arms and slowly walks out of the room, towards the door.

" Yeah...whatever. I don't care. Just get out now. I will call hospital security if you don't get out. " Seraphine says stiffly as points to the hospital room door.

" Sir, I am going to have to ask you to leave. " Another nurse says to Sam as she walks towards Seraphine.

" You're rotten, I hope you know that, Seraphine. I'll have someone come in here with the papers for you to sign. " Sam walks out of the room with rage burning through his body. How could anyone refuse their child?

It doesn't matter. I'll always be there for Y/G.

" Where's the nursery? " Sam asks a passing nurse.

" Down the hall, sir. " The nurse smiles while pointing towards the nursery section.

Sam nods and thanks the woman before walking towards the nursery. Sam shoves his hands in his pockets and scans his eyes over the small babies before his eyes land on one. The baby is wrapped in an F/C blanket. The baby's E/C eyes are closed as Y/G quietly sleeps. Sam's rage slowly calms as he looks at his child in adoration.

" Which one's yours? " A man asks as he glances up at Sam.

Sam's eyes widen in surprise. He was so busy thinking, he didn't know that anyone was standing next to him. " Oh, Winchester. Right...there. " Sam points to the tiny child.

The man smiles. " Cute. Mine's over there. Williams. " The man points to a little newborn boy wrapped in a green blanket.

" Oh. He's adorable. " Sam compliments.

" Thanks. Is Y/G your first? " The man asks.

" Yup. And yours? "

" Yeah. My wife and I've been trying for a little over a year. " The guy holds out his hand to Sam. " Jake. "

" Sam. " Sam nods.

" Sammy!! " Sam turns when he hears his name being called. Sam smiles at his brother and the group of people around him.

The guy, Jake, waves his goodbye before he walks off with a nurse.

" Hey, Dean. " Sam greets.

" Where's my Niece/Nephew? " Dean asks. " I brought a few things. " Dean nods to a large number of objects in his arms. Toys, stuffed animals, and of course, a pie. And a tiny baby pie.

" A little? Dean, it looks like you bought the entire aisle at a store. " Sam jokes.

Dean shrugs. " It doesn't matter how much I got. Now, where's my Niece/Nephew? "

Sam rolls his eyes but smiles and points to the newest edition of the Winchester family.

" Dang. Y/G's so adorable! " Dean says happily while looking down at his new Niece/Nephew. This is very strange. Dean normally isn't so...this way. " Tell me again, are you sure this is your kid? " Dean asks Sam.

" Oh, stop it, ya idjit. " Bobby slaps the back of Dean's head.

Dean mutters an ' ow ' but remains looking at the baby.

" Oh, Sam, Y/G's so cute! " Jo smiles as touches the glass. She chats cheerfully along with Dean.

" Good job, Sam. " Ellen compliments. " Y/G's a beautiful child. "

" Thanks, Ellen. " Sam smiles.

" Did you talk to Seraphine? Did she change her mind? " Bobby asks.

Sam sighs. " No. She's still the same selfish woman she was when I met her. "

" That bit-" Dean begins but Ellen cuts him off.

" Dean Winchester! " Ellen scolds.

" Dean, don't swear. I thought that we were working on this. You can't keep swearing anymore, especially now that Y/N's here. " Sam says sternly.

" Y/N? That's a nice name. " Castiel says, finally speaking up. He seemed to have been in deep thought the past few minutes.

Sam smiles. " Thanks. Y/N Y/M/N Winchester. "

" Beautiful. " Ellen smiles. " That's a beautiful name. "

Sam nods.

I'll stay with you, little N/N. Even if your mother doesn't.

Crowley

Half a Year Old

" Send the hounds. " Crowley says dismissively as he boredly flips through a magazine on his throne.

" Yes, sir. " Crowley's demon servant, Marvin, nods before hurrying off.

Crowley spends the next hour on his throne, trying to amuse himself. He throws darts at his servants, prank-calls random demons in different tones, and even spies on the Winchesters.

" S-sir? " A demon says shakily.

" What is it, Marvin? Can't you see I'm busy? " Crowley asked rudely while pointing to the empty air around him.

" S-sorry sir. " Marvin stutters.

After a few moments of silence, Crowley rolls his eyes. " Did you just come in here to stare at the ground? My ground? I don't have time to waste just watching you stare at my ground. "

" I am so sorry. There, um, there was a problem with the hellhounds. " Marvin mutters.

Crowley leans forward. " What? I can't hear you, Marvin. No one can hear you. Who are you talking to? Me or the ground? "

" There was a problem. " Marvin says louder.

Crowley waits for the demon to elaborate. Nothing happens. " What was the problem? " Crowley asks. He's getting more and more annoyed by the second.

" The hellhounds killed Margot Lylard as you ordered, but, " Marvin sighs. " There was a complication. "

Crowley gestures to Marvin to continue talking.

" There was a child there. " Marvin spits out.

" So..." Crowley asks. " You came to me why? There have been people with children in the past. "

" That's the thing...the hellhounds wouldn't...attack it. They just...left. Left the child alone. And...no one here wants to...take it out since..well, the hellhounds didn't kill it. " Marvin gestures for a woman to walk in. She holds a child away from her body as she walks into the throne room. The woman places the baby in the middle of the room on the rug leading to the throne and quickly leaves.

" Bubdahmha. " The baby gurgles while patting the ground under Y/G. The baby giggles while looking around the room. The baby starts crawling towards Crowley, babbling to Y/Gself with small squeals and giggles along the way.

Crowley looks down at the small child with a blank face and cold eyes as it nears him. " Stop. " Crowley commands at the baby.

The baby makes a face and ignores Crowley, still crawling towards the King of Hell. The baby grabs at Crowley's pant legs and pulls. " Dapuhama. " The baby frowns when Crowley does nothing but stare. " Dapuhama!! " The baby frowns and dismisses the king.

" Just so you know, you filthy little human, I am the King of Hell. You cannot just simply walk..well, crawl I suppose, in here, and touch me with your filthy hands. " Crowley growls.

The baby looks up at Crowley with a small grin. " Gaga goo. "

" Humans these days. They think they're free to do as they please. " Crowley rolls his eyes. He looks up at Marvin. " Go make yourself useful and find something to do. I'll find something to do with this...human. "

" Yes, sire. " Marvin runs out of the room without a second thought.

Crowley looks down at the baby. " What's your name, little one? Huh? You're very sassy, and I do not like the way you look at me. As if you're greater or something. "

The baby doesn't respond but leans back against Crowley's legs. The baby shoves Y/G's tiny fist in their mouth.

" In a strange way...you're kind of adorable. " Crowley lifts the child who looks at him with a cute little grin. Y/G's sparkling E/C eyes crinkle slightly when they smile. " I think I'll keep you. You seem like an interesting child. If I don't know your name, I shall name you something. How about...Dylan? No. Too...not my type of name. Marley? I don't like that for a first name. Y/N. Perfect. You are now Y/N Y/M/N Crowley. Wonderful. We shall conspire together once you grow up to an appropriate age. Yes, we will. "

We will have so much fun planning together.

#fanfiction #fanfic #supernatural #xreader #x female reader #x platonic!reader #x child reader #x reader #x you #x sam winchester #x dean winchester

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mxrtixnzwrld · 1 month

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🧿 “we cry together” 🧿

pairing: Toji x reader

summary: the whole argument from the short film… yeaaa that’s you guys, word by word mostly

tropes: toxic relationships, arguments, angst no comfort

warnings: cussin, sex mentions, TOXICCC, a lilll bit of smut at the end, not proof read

This is what the world sounds like..

“I fuckin hate you! I can’t live like this…” you sobbed to yourself as you got ready for work. You felt tension and emotion stir as Toji sat in the other room grumbling.

“I swear I’m tired of these emotional ass, ungrateful ass bitches,” he began loudly and leaned into his chair as you interrupt.

“Get the fuck out!”

“Unstable ass, confrontational ass, dumb bitches- you wanna bring a man down even when I’m tryna do right. We could go our separate ways right now, you could move on with your life,” he huffed as you made your way to him now in his face.

“Fuck you, you love a pity party, I won't show up. Always act like your shit don't stink, motherfucker, grow up.” You bend at the waist to catch his eyes that burned with an anger that didn’t match his “nonchalant” demeanor all he did is readjust in his seat and silently meet your eyes.

“Forever late for shit, won't buy shit, sit around and deny shit- Fuck around on a side bitch, then come fuckin' up my shit!” You say snatching his phone up and stomping over to your counter making him get up to follow.

“What? Fuckin' up yo' shit? You must be bleedin' and some more shit. Bitch, I don't know shit, fuck yo' feelings-“ he begins coming up behind you before reaching for his phone which you move away from him. You turn and meet those same eyes.

“You on some hoe shit See, I don't know why you like playin' mind games with me,” you out his phone in his pocket and continue.

“Bitch, I ain't slow nor ditsy, I know when you bein' distant- I know when you fake busy. Get out yo' feelings and miss me with that reverse psychology.” Your voice cracks as he reaches for your necklace.

“Bitch you trippin, who got you that Rollie Chain-“

“And who put that car in my name??”

“You think ima kiss yo ass?”

“Nah, your fuckin lame” the two of you go back and forth. You toss the necklace to the side and get in eachother face tossing the same insult back and forth until Toji breaks away and moves back to his seat.

You let out and aggravated breath and go to your room to find the papers on your bed as Toji once again begins following you around.

“Wastin' my time and energy tryna be good to you- Lost friends, family, gained more enemies 'cause of you! Bitches starin' at me in Zara, hoes scratchin my cars up! Should followed my mind and just moved back home.” You refused to make eye contact with him anymore but he still continued.

“Oh, what, that's my fault now? Bitch, you power trippin', or guilt trippin'? I held yo' ass down-“

“You just kept me down, that's a big difference!” You sat down and continued getting ready for work as he stood in front of your way.

“Stressin' myself tryna figure why I'm not good enough… Goin' to church, prayin' for you, searchin' for good in us,” you sigh tiredly gettin up and in his face. Sayin anything to make him hurt the way he hurt you.

“Lil' dick-ass who can’t take care of his kids-“

“You was still suckin’ this dick tho-“

“Well shit I shoulda sucked his!”

His eye twitched as he tilted his head getting a little closer to you.

“Fuck you say?”

“I said I should have found a bigger dick!” You challenged clapping your hands each word for emphasis.

He backs up and you take the opportunity to grab you bag and leave laughing

“Aha you mad, lil feelins shot- go text that raggedy bitch and tell her you all that she got. Let her know you packin yo shit n gotta move by the first.” You turn to grab your keys but Toji grabs them first and holds them above him.

“Gimme my keys, ima be late to work.” You try and jump for them but he moves again.

“Fuck yo job today gon’ be the day you walk to that bitch-“

“Gimme my fuckin keys-“

“Nah, I like you parked in that bitch”

“Gimme my fuckin keys!” You continue to jump for your keys as Toji keeps moving eyein you and your sorry attempts with a smirk on his face.

“Ahh now you mad at me, I got you hollerin for nothin-“

“I do the same when we fuckin”

“Act like that pussy ain’t loose”

“I’d rather act like I’m cummin~”

“I’d rather fuck off the juice-“

“Id rather fuck on yo cousin-“

“Bitch you said you gon fuck who?”

“You heard me Toji it’s nun~”

You grin and he two of you go back into spitting the same insult back and forth. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you. During the argument he attempted to lock himself in the bathroom but you came around the other side that connect to your bedroom.

You two take the argument to the living room where he turns on the ps4.

“I don't even know why I fuck with you-“

“I'll be damned if I stuck with you,”

“Changed my number, I'm duckin' you, bitch.”

“Bitch, whatever is comfortable.”

“This the type of shit couples do?Shoulda thought about cuffin' you, bitch,”

“Toji, you dirty and you broke~” you fix your stance to fake confidence.

“Ho, you goofy and gullible, fuck you talkin' 'bout?”

“The insecurities you got, won't mind fuck me- Womanizer, got no affection from yo' mama, I see~”

“Don't speak on my mama, the fuck is yo' problem?”

“That bitch don't like me anyways!”

“Bitch, she gave you the Honda-“

“And used that shit to throw it in my face.. Find it funny you just can't apologize;” you had moved and turned off the tv so all his attention was on you and your points. He sits on the couch manspread watching your every movement.

“Egotistic, narcissistic, love your own lies- See, you the reason why strong women fucked up! Why they say it's a man's world- See, you the reason for Trump,” tears shed your eyes as you move around your coffee table to get in his face.

“You the reason, we overlooked, underpaid, under-booked, under shame- If you look, I don't speak, then I'm called out my name.”

You took a deep breath trying to regulate yourself but you’re so warm, raw and emotional that you couldn’t reason.

“I am flawed, I am pained, never yours, I remained-You the reason bitches start fuckin' with bitches when they change!You the reason bitches start callin' y'all bitches 'cause y'all useless!!” He stands up and corners you on the side of your couch.

“Man, shut the fuck up! Said I'm tired of these emotional-ass, ungrateful-ass bitches; Fake innocent, fake feminist, stop pretendin'-“

“Here you got shut the fuck up.”

“It's a split decision, broads like you and real victims. Let's talk the truth, women in general just can't get along.” You tell him to explain as you stand face to face for once tonight.

“Hmm, when Tash got a man, you didn't pick up the phone- Uh, uh, when Nate got a job, you said you stayin' home.

Why R&B bitches don't feature on each other songs then?”

“What the fuck is you talkin about?”

“Never mind bitch, I'm walkin' out,”

“Whatever, I'm off you now,” you roll your eyes

“Yo' evil ass kept me well in doubt” you step towards him, you both look eachother up and down. The cycle will continue. You can’t help yourself, you know he’s bad for you but he’s just too good.

“Pussy nigga, best watch your mouth-“

“Pussy and mouth is all you got~”

“Lay this pussy back on the couch~”

“Doggie style, then you get on top.” His lips attack your neck with marks for just a moment before his hands reach your clothes and tears them off of you eying your body with anger and lust.

You position bend over on your couch hearing the sound of his belt and zipper before he enters with no warning causing a whine to draw out of you that was so submissive for him.

“Who dick small bitch?” He groaned holding your hips.

Authors note: Yeaa nun too much, I just really really love this song and the short film made with it.

©mxrtixnzwrld. do not copy, modify, translate, repost any of my work! reblogging is greatly appreciated!!

#Spotify #fanfic #x reader #anime #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fanfiction #mxrtixnzwrld

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h2ujis · 1 year

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more important (20:55)

bangchan angst. reader’s gender is not mentioned. overworking. chan treats reader like shit.

i also really hate this but woke up a while ago and had nothing to do, decided to open a blog.

“(name) you have to leave him, he treats you like shit!"

“i'm telling you, chan isn't always like this, he's just tired from work you know, he's been so busy lately"

“it's not the first time you tell me how he snaps at you, and he doesn't say the sweetest things"

at first it was something little, like telling you to leave him alone to asking you politely to stay quiet, but as the pressure of work got stronger his tolerance grew little and sadly you've had to learn to be careful around him when he was getting ready for a comeback or organizing schedules, which was almost always.

this time you visited him during work hours, which already felt like a mistake, but sometimes you can't blame yourself from missing your boyfriend.

your plan was to only give him the food you bought and leave as quickly as you could to not bother him, you entered his studio and saw the same view as always, black t-shirt, black cap, sitting a bit hunched and eyes on the computer, him seeing things that you don't even understand.

"hi baby" you greeted him hoping to catch his attention

"oh hi" he said without looking at you, uncomfortable silence growing, you stood there thinking what to say "what are you doing here? you know i'm busy during these days" he said without much thought

"you're always busy" you said to yourself, but it was loud enough for him to catch it.

"what's that supposed to mean?" he asked, finally turning around to see you, meeting his sleepless eyes and pale face.

you flinched at the question, re-thinking on why did you say that but decided to finally talk about it

"nothing, jus’ tired of seeing you here locked up by yourself all the time. i don't even get to see you anymore chan, and we live together" you said with the sweetest voice you could.

he sighed loudly, "it's my job, (name)"

“i know chan, but all the burden is on you. your bandmates allow themselves to take actual breaks to see their loved ones while i have to come and beg you to come home for two hours"

“i’m not doing this today, (name)" he said while dropping a sarcastic laugh

"but i will do this today chan, i'm so tired of not seeing you, tired of you ignoring me and tired of you closing yourself every single time you don't feel available anymore"

"can you be anymore selfish right now? why can't you just do as i say and leave me alone? maybe i°m here from day to night because i can't fucking stand you and your savior complex." he said, turning around once again to meet your now teary eyes. "my job will always be more important than you, learn to live with that"

"i’ll just get going, we can talk when you get home. i know you are overwhelmed, and i hope you didn't mean what you just said" you said with a broken voice, now tears rolling on your cheeks. remembering why you never confronted him, no matter what you say, it would always end up with you crying and him not giving a shit.

“i don't think i'm coming home tonight, have something to finish" he said, as if nothing had ever happened, ignoring your whimpers.

“fine, i brought you food by the way. have a good night, chan" you said, leaving the food on the couch and closing the door behind you, cleaning the tears from your face and finally leaving.

it made you angry, so angry that you were so attached to him to even think of leaving.

#stray kids #bang chan #bang chan angst #stray kids angst #christopher bang

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mah-t-wordblog · 3 days

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Concerned at how the Hashira Trial went, Giyu goes to the Butterfly Estate to check on the Kamado siblings and finds himself watching over the two of them.

There it is 🫶

After the meeting with the hashiras

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜❤️🧡

Giyu sighed

‘Why are you like this?’ He thought, referring to the other hashiras

At the hashira meeting he had just attended, all the hashiras decided to get together to discuss what they would do with Tanjiro Kamado, a swordsman who carried a demon.

They didn't know that Giyu had already expected this meeting and had already warned the master, Tanjiro would not be punished

Even so, everyone, especially Shinazugawa, mistreated Tanjiro and Nezuko, leaving the two affected mainly mentally.

Giyu was worried and needed to know how his brothers were doing.

He was entering the Butterfly Mansion, it was around 10 p.m.

He found Aoi sweeping the floor

“Good evening” he bowed

Aoi looked and repeated the bow “Miss Shinobu is busy at the moment…”

“No, I don’t want to talk to Kocho, is Tanjiro here?”

Aoi looked confused “he’s in the room with Agatsuma and Hashibira, it’s at the end of the corridor on the right”

“Thank you” Giyu walked away leaving the girl confused

Upon entering the room he saw that Zenitsu and Inosuke were actually sleeping in their beds, but Tanjiro was not in his bed, how strange

He went back to talk to Aoi

“Tanjiro is not there”

"What? Where is he then?”

"I don't know"

“We need to find him!” Aoi got nervous

“Calm down, Aoi, what’s going on?” The two heard a voice behind them, it was Shinobu

“Tanjiro is not in his bed”

“Oh, Tomioka? And why do you care?” She provoked him

“I want to talk to him”

"About what?"

“Why are you interested?”

“Because you look suspicious”

Giyu rolled his eyes

“Okay, okay” Shinobu said laughing a little “search Nezuko’s room, he goes there when he needs to rest” the woman left

Giyu looked at Aoi, who was still there

“It’s the fifth room on the left”

"Thank you"

The hashira entered the room and found Tanjiro sitting on a bed with a little Nezuko lying on his lap, he was playing with her hair lost in his thoughts.

The boy raised his head and was surprised at who he saw

“Tomioka! What are you doing here?”

“I came to see you”

"See me?"

"Yes how are you?"

"I…"

Giyu noticed that the boy's body was completely bandaged, he was clearly very hurt, as he had just come out of a difficult fight in that forest, and to make matters worse he was tied up and mistreated in the meeting with the hashiras, which is what Igoru had in mind. When did you start hitting Tanjiro like that?

The hashira returned to observing the boy

“He is very injured”

"This here? Ah, it doesn't even hurt anymore” Tanjiro said a little sadly

“I'm sorry for what they did, the way Shinazugawa treated Nezuko even after the master's approval, that man doesn't think straight” Giyu let some of his anger at Sanemi show, but calmed down

“There’s no need to insult Mr. Shinazugawa like that, Nezuko has already fully recovered from her injuries, I just…” he stopped

Giyu realized he was holding back crying.

“I shouldn’t have let him do that to her, I can’t risk losing her”

Getting closer to the boy, the hashira saw that his eyes were swollen and red, he was probably crying for a long time after what happened.

"Are you better?"

“Yes sir, I only came here because I couldn't sleep, Inosuke snores very loudly” Tanjiro didn't smile when he said this, which he would normally do

The hashira knew that that wasn't the only reason why Tanjiro was there, with his sister in his arms, he was afraid of losing her, it happened so close to his eyes that he couldn't let Nezuko sleep alone today

Giyu walked over and sat next to Tanjiro on the bed.

“You don’t need to worry, everything is fine now” he comforted the boy

The boy looked at him and smiled

"Yes sir"

Giyu thought for a moment about the first time he met the Kamado brothers

“We hadn’t seen each other for a long time”

“It’s true, sir.”

“How were these two years for you two?”

Tanjiro thought, then he started talking

He said that he was very well received and taken care of at Mr. Urokodaki's house, Giyu was happy that his master had trained Tanjiro, he also said that his training was very difficult for him but it was worth it

He said that Nezuko slept for over a year and was worried about her not waking up, but everything was resolved when he returned from his final selection and finally saw the girl awake.

He said that on one of his first missions he encountered Muzan and the fear he felt of him

He told how he met Inosuke and Zenitsu in that abandoned oni mansion and how he fought with a former upper moon

Giyu just let him speak, just commenting on some parts

Tanjiro stopped, he looked at Giyu

“Sir, I wanted to tell you…”

"Yes?"

"Thanks"

"For what?" Giyu looked confused

“For taking care of us, I don’t know what would have happened to me and Nezuko if we had found another hashira on that snowy day” Tanjiro was referring to the day his family died “thank you, really, for everything”

The boy bowed in gratitude

Giyu smiled lightly “there’s no need to thank me, I saw that you two aren’t normal, you’re special”

Shinobu appeared at the bedroom door

“Tanjiro, if you want you can sleep with Nezuko, but you’ll have to sleep in the other bed”

Tanjiro watched her with a strange expression, Giyu realized that he was hurt by her, and he was right, it would be difficult for the boy at that moment to be happy with any of the hashiras

With some difficulty Tanjiro placed his sister on the pillow and got up.

Giyu held him by the arm because he saw that he was in a lot of pain.

“Let me help”

Giyu held him on his lap and laid him on the bed, placing the blanket over him and then arranging the blanket over Nezuko as well.

“Thank you very much, sir” Tanjiro smiled

Nezuko was sleeping, but Tanjiro said goodnight to her before closing his eyes to try to fall asleep.

“Looks like you’re not hated that much, Tomioka” Shinobu laughed

Giyu rolled his eyes and felt someone hold his hand.

“I don’t hate you, sir, I like you a lot” Tanjiro said, almost falling asleep

Hashira felt warm inside and gave a small smile, he ran his hand through the boy's hair and let him sleep.

Instead of leaving the room, Giyu brought a chair closer to Tanjiro's bed and sat down.

“Do you… intend to stay there?” Shinobu asked confused.

"Yes"

The hashira approached and sat on top of Nezuko's box that was next to Tomioka's chair.

“Do you know them that well?”

“I know them well enough to know when they are hurt.”

Shinobu laughed “then do whatever you want” she got up and left the room

Giyu spent a long time observing Tanjiro's body, and seeing that he had many more injuries than he had noticed before, even his face was all scratched and cut, Aoi must be nervous about the boy's injuries.

Hashira actually sat there all night, at some point he slept, but sleep wasn't important to him

He wanted to make sure Tanjiro and Nezuko would be okay, and the brothers were okay, they felt safe with Tomioka, and Giyu knew they needed someone to care about them.

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Thanks for reading 💖

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judebelle · 1 year

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antoine griezmann angst plz

he only loves me - a.g. x reader

a/n : this req wasn't rlly too specific, but i tried my best to come up w a plot!

cw : swearing, angst, crying, yelling, argument, antoine being an asshole, manipulation, lies, etc

pairing : antoine griezmann x fem!reader

wc : 1.1k

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"so you can go fuck around with your friends but you can't even bother to text me and let me know if you're okay?"

you were standing across from your boyfriend of three years in his large house, arms crossed over your chest. antoine had been avoiding and ignoring you for some weeks now, prioritizing other things over your relationship. you had asked if he could stay and keep you company since you had a bad headache and stomachache and didn't want to be home alone in the house.

whenever antoine wasn't feeling well, you would always stay with him. you would cook him food, keep him comfortable, and make sure he was well rested. you needed to rest, but you were worried about antoine since he had not told you when he was coming home from practice and was four hours late which affected your fatigue.

instead of resting and keeping well, you had spent the last few hours sitting on the large and empty couch across from the front door waiting for your boyfriend with a shaking leg and twiddling thumbs.

"oh i'm sorry! i didn't know i had to inform you of my every move!" antoine rolled his eyes at you and slid off his shoes and tossed his practice bag onto the floor.

"pick up your shit, i'm not gonna do it for you." you were getting annoyed now. antoine knew that you weren't well and was still acting like a child - throwing his bags and rolling his eyes. "it's fine i'll do it later." "no you won't!" you shouted loudly, your voice echoing in antoine's large property. "you never do shit! you're all talk!"

"should i remind you that i am the one paying the bills? it's my house, i can do whatever the fuck i please to in it!"

you ignored antoine's rude comment when your curiosity got the best of you. "what were you doing out so late anyway? why couldn't you pick up your phone and tell me that you were going to be late?" your voice was accusing, and you were unfortunately implying something that you wished you wouldn't have to.

"i was out with my boys. you know that i never get to see them anymore, training isn't enough!" "where were you and your boys?" your eyes were squinted and your hands were rested upon your hips.

"we were at the clu- why am i telling you this? i don't need to prove anything to you!" antoine shouted sharply. "yes you do because i am your fucking girlfriend!" antoine gulped at your words. your voice might as well have been gone from how long and loudly you had been screaming for. your head was pounding harder than before and your ears were ringing.

"three years! three years we have been together and we have never had a problem like this. why so sudden? did i do something? did i say something? is anything bothering you?!" you were really desperate to know why he was suddenly so cold towards you.

"i was out with sylvie."

you weren't expecting that. you weren't expecting that at all. antoine wasn't the type of man to lie to your face like that. especially about staying out late with his ex girlfriend. you were so focused on the fact that he lied to you that it didn't click that he was out with his ex.

"why..?"

"she just um.. she wanted to see me, and i wanted to see her too."

"why?"

"we haven't seen each other for a while. you know that we were very close friends before we had a relationship. she had texted me saying that she missed me and wanted to hang out- no strings."

"why?"

"baby please say something else."

you didn't know what to feel. you couldn't even look at him, your shame and anger making your face turn hot. your eyes were focused on the floor, mind and heart running a marathon, but your body frozen still.

"antoine."

once you regained your composure, you were ready to confront him. you weren't going to let him see you break.

"what did you two do..? and don't- don't fucking lie to me because that seems to be a new habit of yours."

your head finally raised and your eyes locked with his. your finger was pointing at him accusingly. his eyes were looking down and his pink lips were held in a pout.

"y/n please don't get mad-"

"what the fuck did you two do?"

'i kissed her."

it was like the air got knocked out of your lungs. your eyebrows shot up and mouth opened to speak, but nothing but short breaths and gasps arose as your hands fell to your sides. your vision became blurry despite your original plan to not cry, but how could you not? your boyfriend of three years went running back to his ex because he "missed her" and then proceeded to cheat on you.

"okay." your cheeks were now wet with tears, but you wouldn't have noticed if they didn't fall onto your lips since your face felt numb.

"what.. what- what do you mean 'okay'? what- where are you going? y/n! look at me when i'm talking to you, dammit!" you had turned on your heel and stormed to the bedroom, not even giving a second thought as to what you were about to do. you threw open the closet and grabbed a bag, packing clothes and makeup disorderly. you were being so aggressive that antoine was scared to even go near you.

"y/n stop being irrational i can explain!"

you had enough clothes packed to last you a while before grabbing your wallet, charger, toothbrush, and makeup bag as you sniffled, hardly seeing what you were grabbing since your eyes were filled with tears. you felt so incredibly stupid. you actually believed that antoine was out with his friends for hours. you actually believed that he loved you and wouldn't lie and cheat on you after three years of your relationship.

"y/n can you just- fuck!"

antoine cursed loudly before grabbing harshly onto your arms as he pulled you away from your bag that you were throwing thigs in haphazardly.

"don't fucking- antoine let go!"

"let me explain. please. please listen it was all a mistake. i only love you i promise."

"antoine don't-"

"please understand y/n. you're all i have. i love you so much. i've always loved you. i didn't mean to kiss her. you're the only one for me. that was all a mistake - with her. it was just the heat of the moment! i would never hurt you like that - you know it! i mean it with all my heart, cherie. i only love you."

lies and deception spewed from his lips which he connected with yours, working his untruths into your mouth like water, which you drank compliantly.

he only loves me.

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I'm glad my mom died by Jennette McCurdy - Review

rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (5)

I’m glad my mom died tells the story of Jennette McCurdy’s relationship with her mother and her path towards becoming an actress and later dealing with the trauma her mother helped inflict on her.

This book deals with themes such as abusive parents, anorexia, bulimia, anxiety, panic attacks and it implies rape and sexual abuse in the workplace.

Prior to my reading I had seen a few episodes of iCarly, however I wasn’t an avid watcher, I tuned in to Disney Channel more. Therefore I went to this book not knowing much about Jennette’s life.

The marketing for this book might have been misleading to some, it was said to be a heartbreaking and funny memoir. While Jennette’s voice as the narrator can be witty, it is mostly provocative, challenging you to react and oppose to what is bring shown. The things that happen are horrifying, sad and at times hopeless.

Speaking of Jennette’s voice, this book is narrated through her perspective as she grows up. Her inner voice changes and evolves throughout the memoir as we see her go through changes. This type of narration worked really well here, it makes it more brutal but also honest. We could see how the things her mom did to her affected her in real time, instead of only reflecting on the trauma she left behind. We also see her slowly coming to terms that she was abused, and I think had she gone a different route and write this solely based on her present self perspective, it wouldn’t have been as impactful.

“I've spent my whole life studying her so that I can always know, because I always want to do whatever I can in any given moment to keep or make Mom happy.”

The relationship Jennette has with her mother is codependent, hurtful and scary. She has no autonomy over her life, her decisions or her tastes because she’s busy trying to please her mother. She carries very heavy weight of responsibility to make her mom happy, she makes sacrifices no child should do to make that happen.

Her mother is no different, she’s very codependent on Jennette, citing her as her best friend multiple times. She wants to be around her daughter at all times and control every aspect of her life. She knows Jennette so well she can use her words to hurt (which she does in adult Jennette’s life) or to comfort.

"I don't want to act anymore," I say before I even realize I've said it. (…) "Don't be silly, you love acting. It's your favorite thing in the world," Mom says in a way that makes it sound like a threat. (…) "No, I really don't want to. I don't like it. It makes me uncomfortable." Mom's face looks like she just ate a lemon. It contorts in a way that terrifies me. I know what's coming next. "You can't quit!" she sobs. "This was our chance! This was ouuuuur chaaaaance!" She bangs on the steering wheel, accidentally hitting the horn. Mascara trickles down her cheeks. She's hysterical, like I was in the Hollywood Homicide audition. Her hysteria frightens me and demands to be taken care of. "Never mind," I say loudly so Mom can hear it through her sobs. Her crying stops immediately, except for one leftover sniffle, but as soon as that sniffe is over, it's complete silence. I'm not the only one who can cry on cue.

Jennette does a very good job in choosing specific scenes to make a point across. She does one of the things I love the most in literature. Show don’t tell. Some scenes are short but powerful, aiming to show us her mother’s sadistic behaviour, leaving Jennette’s anxiety levels to rise up.

Her mother wanted her to act and she manipulated her until she died just so she could continue that job, the excerpt above is one of the examples of that manipulation happening.

If I start to grow up, Mom won't love me as much. She often weeps and holds me really tight and says she just wants me to stay small and young. (…) I'm determined to not grow up. 'll do anything to stop it from happening. "Well, is there anything I could do to stop the boobies from coming in?" I ask Mom nervously. (…) Mom is grateful-happy. (…) "Well, sweetheart, if you really want to know how to stay small, there's this secret thing you can do... i's called calorie restriction."

When I read that passage I had to put the book down and scream into the void.

A big theme this book addresses is eating disorders, Jennette’s issues with food start when she’s eleven years old and her mother incentives her to calorie restriction. It’s a very graphic part of the book and possibly the most disturbing. Jennette goes into great detail in how she and her mother planned and prepped her foods (or lack of) and how they measured her weight. It also shows her mother’s careless comments about her body, making her relationship with food even worse. When she starts developing bulimia it is graphic, horrifying and if you’re someone that struggles with this, this might not be the book for you. I thought it was too much, but maybe it was necessary for her to get specific, so we could really understand.

The book doesn’t go into great detail about her time on iCarly and Sam&Cat and it didn’t need to. I understand fans would love behind the scenes, but ultimately this memoir was about her traumas with her mother.

Jennette tells us about “The Creator” and how her workplace was abusive. She speaks about the anxiety and unhappiness she felt when shooting the series, them not letting her direct and episode in Sam&Cat and her friendships that outlasted the show.

She also speaks on how fame affected her and how much she loathe it. This book starts great conversations about the ethics behinds child actors and how much the work conditions fail them.

Sometimes when I miss her I start to fantasize about what life would be like if she were still alive and I imagine that maybe she'd have apologized, and we'd have wept in each other's arms and promised each other we'd start fresh. Maybe she'd support me having my own identity, my own hopes and dreams and pursuits. But then I realize I'm just romanticizing the dead in the same way I wish everyone else wouldn't.

The book ends with Jennette enrolling into therapy (god bless) and her path to healing. It’s a tough road but she’s making progress. In the end she comes to terms that she can love her mom while admitting she was abusive to her and I feel like that’s a very nice way to close such a tragic and horrifying story.

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Hair emergencies [E. M]

Eddie Munson x reader

Word count: 1.1k

"Eddie?" you asked, slamming the trailer door hard "Ed?" you repeated in a scream, without stopping your blows. He hadn't been to school that day and you thought he was just being lazy, but what really bothered you was that you spent a whole hour waiting for him in the theater room with the Hellfire club and he never showed up. That's why you drove so late to the Munson trailer.

“Y/N?” you heard from inside. His voice sounded weird, like something was covering his nose, and your first thought was that he was sick.

"It's me, can I come in?"

"Nope!" he practically screeched, making you frown.

"Are you sick?"

"No, just… go away, please"

"What is the matter with you?" you exclaimed in confusion, getting as close as possible to the door to try and hear something. "Why didn't you go to Hellfire today?" you murmured. There was no response from the other end and that was the straw that broke the camel's back of your concern "Eddie?" you repeated with fear, without being able to imagine what was so bad as to have left the most talkative boy you knew in the world speechless.

It was then that the door opened and your body fell slightly inwards, revealing a figure standing shyly. Eddie was wearing red pajama bottoms with black plaid, a shirt so worn you couldn't even read the band's name anymore, and his eyes were red and puffy. But what caught your attention the most were the strands of blonde hair that were cut unevenly.

“I look horrible” he cried, flopping down against you for a hug. You had to confess that you imagined something very different from that, so you were surprised.

"What the hell…? What happened Eddie?” you asked, looking over his shoulder at the tangle of curly hair. It was enough to inhale a little to realize that he smelled of peroxide and understand what had happened "Did you try to dye your hair?" you exhaled, hearing you unintentionally amused, while he continued to cry on your shoulder. You forced him to separate from you so you could look at him more closely and no matter how hard you tried you couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Don't mock!" he sobbed loudly, as he hugged himself. He really looked shattered and you pulled him back into a hug, placing your cheek against his.

"Oh, Ed…" you murmured pityingly, running your hand up and down his back. "How did this happen, honey?"

“I thought it would be easy and the box said to leave it on for 30 minutes, but I wanted it to look lighter so I could paint it differently and I left it on for 1 hour, and then when I took it off the hair got all nasty and it started to fall and I wanted to cut it, but it looks horrible and Wayne isn't here to help me and I'm… my God I'm so ugly” he stammered, then burst into tears again. You really wanted to laugh at the situation, but you knew that Eddie would never forgive you so you did your best to stay calm while trying to calm him down.

“Yeah, yeah, my love. It's okay, we can fix it” you exclaimed, maintaining the soft tone with which you would speak to a small child who had just ruined something with a mischief. A smile crept onto your lips as you did this, but he couldn't see you.

You kept holding him for a while until he finished crying and when he did you lifted his face with both hands. He had a red nose and the same eyes, which made you feel a lot of compassion and in a certain way tenderness too.

"Do you really think you can fix it?" he asked as he rubbed the back of his hand to wipe away his tears.

"Yes, I can do it," you said gently, as you took his hand and led him to a bench in the kitchen. You went to his bathroom to get some scissors and there you found strands of hair along with the box of dye, as well as a pair of gloves full of product. You shook your head, totally amused, and went back to him, who was already a little calmer "I have to cut the damaged part, but I'll try to make it as long as possible, okay?" you said in his direction, receiving a nod.

"Okay"

It wasn’t such a difficult task to cut his hair, since regularly Wayne was the one who did it and always let it grow like a mane. Eddie felt your hands taking strands and cutting them, the sound of the scissors filling the silence of the room. After a long time you finally managed to get rid of the blond and burned strands of him, leaving him a cut above shoulder height, almost at the level of his ears.

"All set, handsome," you said cheerfully. He had already stopped crying, but he still looked quite sad "Don't worry, it's not that bad"

"Are you serious?" he asked, guiding one of his hands to his messy mop of hair. "Jeez, I'm so fucking stupid," he sighed, throwing his head back and closing his eyes in obvious pain. You walked over to him and wrapped your arms around him, allowing yourself a small laugh.

“How did you think leaving the dye in twice as long was such a good idea?” you scoffed, hoping he wouldn't start crying again. But instead you heard him let out a bitter laugh against your chest "What color were you going to paint it?"

"Red" he replied, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"Next time ask me for help, airhead" you exclaimed amused, while you left a kiss on his crown. The atmosphere was more relaxed and Eddie felt calm now that you had come to fix it. Your very presence made him feel better.

“Do you still like me like this?”

"This dumb?" you joked, but from the bite he gave you on the side you figured he wasn't very amused “Of course I like you, Eddie. I like you, not your hair”

"Thanks for coming. I probably would have shaved my head out of desperation,” he confessed. He raised his head in your direction and stretched his lips towards you for a kiss, which you gave without complaint. The contact made the tension in his shoulders disappear and he practically melted in your arms, completely forgetting the stress that had accompanied him all afternoon. "Will you stay tonight?" he asked in a whisper, desperate that this kiss wasn't the only one he received that day.

And well, to those bright and pretty eyes you could never say no.

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jakeyzzz · 1 year

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Birthday Surprise

Happy Birthday Jay ! ♡

♡ (fluff !) ♡ jay x f!reader oneshot (birthday special!)

masterlist ♡

... (i'm not sure If i like this tbh)

Playlist ! ♡

⚠️♡ warnings - ( mentions of pregnancy, sadness, long distance relationship, heeseung, jake, sunghoon, mentions of alcohol, mentions of being drunk, reader surprising jay, making out, kissing, hugging, mentions of marriage, jay being SOFT ,comforting, cuddling) - ⚠️♡

! please let me know if I missed anything !

!!! english is NOT my first language so please be nice 🌻🫶

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,,I have two news, one good and one bad. Which one do you want to hear first ?'' You and Jay have been talking on FaceTime for over an hour. He smiled. ,,Tell me the good one first.. i'm a bit scared of the bad one'' You looked down at your Fingers nervously fiddling with them, as you finally decided to tell Jay the good News. ,,Okay so ... my Sister is having a Baby!'' Jay gasped loudly, making you giggle. ,, Oh my God Y/N that's amazing ! You're gonna be an Aunt !'' Jay said, sounding very happy for you. You hummed happily. ,,Okay ... what about the Bad News?'' Jay asked. He sounded nervous. You cleared your Throat. ,,I don't think I'm gonna make it to your Birthday Party...I'm gonna have to help my Sister with a lot of Things and I'm probably gonna be very busy today.'' Jay's smile dropped almost immediately. He looked so sad, it kind of broke your Heart. ,,A- Are you sure?'' He mumbled, trying not to cry out of sadness since he hasn't seen you in a while. You nodded your Head softly. ,,Yes .. I'm so sorry, Jay '' Jay lowered his Head. ,, N- No i understand , it's fine. Your Sister needs you. Family first, right ? '' He was so sad. He didn't even have the Motivation to celebrate his Birthday with his Friends anymore. He just wanted to lay in Bed all Day and cry into his Pillow. ,,Well ... I think I'm gonna hang up now because i need to prepare some Stuff for tonight. I love you , Y/N'' Jay stated, trying to hide the sadness in his Voice. You softly forced a smile on your Face. ,,Alright ... I love you more. And Happy Birthday again. Please have a lot of Fun. I'll see you. '' You smiled into the camera, making Jay forcefully smile back at you. ,,I'll try. Love you, bye'' He said, right before hanging up.

Jay buried his Face in his Hands before softly massaging his Temples. You and Jay were in a Long Distance Relationship. Having you at his Party would've made him the happiest Man in the World. But you couldn't be there... and that made him sad. But suddenly, Jay got a Notification on his Phone. It was a Message from you. And without thinking twice, he curiously opened it. It was a Link to a Playlist you made for him, and the Title of the Playlist made him smile like an Idiot. ''To the Person I love the most''. The Playlist was filled with all the Songs that reminded you of him, and Songs you thought he might like. Jay blushed softly as he skipped through the Playlist, since the Songs made him remember some of his favorite Memories with you.

However, there's one Thing Jay didn't know. You tricked him. You were currently in a Hotel Room just a few Minutes away from Jay's House, getting ready for his Party. And yes, you did feel really bad for lying to him. You didn't only lie once, but twice. Because when Jay asked you where you were earlier, (since you most definitely were not in your Room) you said you were at your Grandma's House.

You felt so happy to finally see him and his Friends again. You couldn't wait to finally Kiss and Hug him again. You missed him so much. But so did Jay. He craved your Touch so bad. And even though his House was filled with the Sound of his Friends screaming Lyrics and having the Time of their Lives, it still felt Empty without you. He silently zoned out on his Couch, as Sunghoon approached him to sit down next to him. ,,Something's obviously wrong with you. Wanna talk about it?'' Jay snapped back to reality as soon as he heard Sunghoon's Voice. He shrugged his Shoulder . ,,I miss her, Sunghoon. I wanted her to be here so bad. '' Sunghoon softly smiled before caressing Jay's Shoulder. ,,She probably misses you as much as you miss her. Don't worry Jay, I think you'll see her sooner than you think. Let's have some Fun now.'' Sunghoon said, before trying to pull Jay up from the Couch. ,,Yo Jay ! Come here we have your Birthday Cake!'' Jake shouted from the other Side of the Room, as he carefully placed the Cake on the Pop Up Beer Pong Table he brought.

Only a few Moments later, the Boys made Jay wear a Pink Birthday Crown that was actually made for Children, and energetically started singing to him , as Heeseung carefully lit the Candle on the Cake. I forgot to Mention, that they already had a few Drinks. Jay clapped his Hands as he laughed at their terrible singing. ,, Go Man ! Blow out the Candle and make a Wish !'' Jake excitingly commanded. Jay closed his Eyes as he thought of his Birthday Wish, before softly blowing out the Candle , making everyone around him Cheer. But surprisingly, only one Second later, Jay's Doorbell rang.

Everyone looked at each other in curiosity, even though Jake, Heeseung and Sunghoon knew exactly what was about to happen. You told them everything . ,,I wonder who this is'' Sunghoon said giggling, making Heeseung softly punch his Arm. Jay furrowed his Eyebrows at them. ,,Y'all are acting weird. Who is this?'' Jay murmured on his Way to the Door. But as soon as he opened it, his Eyes widened. ,,Y/N ? What...'' You chuckled at Jay's frozen State. ,,Surprise, my love !'' You said, before quickly jumping into his Arms. Jay never wanted to let go of you again. He thought he was dreaming. ,,I missed you so much you have no Idea.'' Jay mumbled into your Neck,before leaving a few Kisses here and there. Before he could say anything else, you softly cupped his Cheeks before leaving a soft, slow Kiss on his rosy Lips.

He didn't even let you pull away anymore, that's how much he missed having you in his Arms. You both completely forgot about Jake's , Heeseung's and Sunghoon's existence, making them look at you in disgust. ,,I swear I'm never gonna be like this. If i ever start making out with my Girlfriend in front of you Guys, you're allowed to slap me'' Sunghoon whispered into Heeseung's Ear, making him laugh. But You and Jay were lost in the Moment. You had no Idea how you were supposed to leave again. ,,Thank you for coming , I love you'' Jay mumbled against your Lips. ,,Your Lips are so soft I could kiss them all Day...'' You smiled at his Words. ,,Do it then.'' You whispered, before you heard someone clearing his Throat from the Back.

You looked over at the three Guys glaring at you, making you giggle. You freed yourself from Jay's Grip, before finally walking into his House, making Jay obviously follow you. The first Thing you did was greeting the Boys, as you hugged them. ,,It's so nice to see you again. It's been a while.'' Heeseung said, as the others immediately agreed with him. ,,Thank you so much for not telling Jay anything'' You whispered quietly, but loud enough for Jay to hear. He gasped. ,,They knew ?. '' You cheekily nodded your Head. The other Boys laughed loudly. ,,Okay well... I think we should leave you two alone now. This was Fun'' Jake uttered, as he winked at Jay. And right after the Boys said their Goodbyes, you were finally alone with your Boyfriend.

Jay immediately took your Hand, before guiding you to his Bedroom. You really liked his Room. It didn't only look really comfortable, it also smelled like him. And you missed his scent so much. ,,Want some Wine ?'' Jay asked, watching you sit down on his Bed comfortably. You grinned. ,,Sure'' Jay quickly left a quick Peck on your Lips, before getting two Glasses of Wine. And right after he came back to his Room, he gave you one Glass. ,,Don't spill it'' You giggled. ,, I'll try. '' You said as you took a sip, before carefully putting the Glass on his Nightstand. ,,I've got something for you'' Jay curiously looked at you, raising his Eyebrow. ,,You didn't have to get me anything...I'm already happy you're here'' He mumbled, watching you get up from his Bed to take something out of your Bag. ,, Shhh...Close your Eyes for me.'' You mumbled, before carefully straddling his Lap.

You softly took his Hand, telling him to open it before softly placing your little Gift on the Palm of it. ,,It's a Necklace...obviously. But look at the Pendant. It has a tiny little Piece of the very first Rose you ever gave me inside of it. Isn't it cute ?'' Jay stared at it in awe. He loved it so much. ,,You kept the Rose ? That's so adorable, I love it. Thank you so much. I love you.'' He crashed his Lips on yours, kissing you passionately. The Kiss was slow, yet heated and the Way his Lips tasted like Wine made you want to Kiss him even deeper, even though that was kind of impossible.

Jay broke the Kiss for one Second, before immediately pressing his Lips back to yours as he got addicted to them. Your Lips moved synchronously on each other's, making you wrap your Arms around his Neck. Jay softly caressed your Waist under your Hoodie, as you smiled into the passionate Kiss. You softly pulled away, looking into Jay's deep brown Eyes making him rest his Forehead on yours . He gently brushed a strand of Hair behind your Ear, before giving you another soft Kiss on your Forehead. You stared at each other for a while, as if you're communicating without using any Words. Until Jay broke the comfortable Silence. ,,You make me so happy'' You smiled softly with your Eyes closed. ,,I think I actually wanna marry you and have Kids and everything with you one Day... '' He whispered. You shushed him with another Kiss on his Lips, making him giggle softly. Jay gently made you lay down on his Bed, before putting his Head on your Chest as he held you close. ,,I love you'' You whispered, as you felt Jay softly stroking your Back. ,,I love you. Just stay with me forever, alright ?'' Jay mumbled against your Chest. You grinned. ,,I promise.'' Jay softly took your Hand, before placing a soft Kiss on the Back of it. ,,Well then .. my Birthday Wish came true...''

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booksbluegurl · 2 months

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A rant I sent to my friends a week ago to share my frustration :

How life can so easily turn into a barren road, where you don't see people, you only hear them. And these voices are all in your head. They could be real, they could be fake, they could be straightforward, they could be exaggerated. Its funny how your dreams of graduer, of success, of satisfaction, of happiness turn into a tiny stream of water that's ready to get out of your eyes at any moment someone asks you "kya hua?"

Who would I be without the completion of what I thought was always mine? It runs in my veins, it runs in my blood, it does a damn marathon in my mind. I know one thing for sure, I'm not like other kids, I'm worse. But I'm subtly worse, which is definitely the worst. Because when you're bad, loudly, you get attention, your pain has sympathy, your fears are relatable, your cries have people either wanting to soothe you or wanting to shut you up.

But good for others, I'm already shut up. I don't speak enough, coz all thats happened is not enough to speak about it. Once in a while, during a grand tragedy, I finally get a chance to weave my thoughts into tangible words. It sucks. But nothing is better I'm told. But my goodness, the grass does look greener on the other side. Perhaps because it's nourished with the tears of a loud cry. But I dont wanna break down. Do I think I'm strong because I try not to break down? Do you think I'm strong? I'm not, I'm fragile. I'm barely holding myself. My roots are strong though, I'm just a tiny blade of grass and what a lovely job my roots are doing while holding me upright. Though I do end up swaying. I hate that. I wanna be focused, I wanna be clear. And some would argue that I am. But not enough, some would argue that. There's never an argument that satisfies everybody. But really what do I wanna be?

There's so much self pity lounging in my mind that I think I'll need a month to sort through it. To clean it and discard it. But I dont have a month. Am I having pre exam anxiety? Like hundreds of people out there. I sometimes hate it when people mention that I'm not the only one. I know. That's the problem. That's the only problem. That my struggles aren't enough. I need to feel more pain. संघर्ष

To feel like I can stand up against them all in this fight. And its so easy and that's why its so brutal. And I've never worked hard enough to get whatever I want. But have I really not? Or have I just gaslighted myself? Am I really as terrible even after trying? Is it really just my mistake? Is there really a problem with my mind? Is it really me? Only me? Am I the only thing that's wrong with me?

Why am I not like others? I haven't given years to something and succeeded. But I have given years and failed. And I'm really on the verge of falling down, right when the marathon is about to end. Why am I not disciplined enough? Why am I not genius enough? I started working hard since day one but I haven't worked hard enough. Never enough, never enough, never enough. Wish this phrase was like the word impossible. The more you chant it, the more it says just the opposite.

I still have a lot bottled up but this is not the right time to share anymore. If you've reached here, don't reply to me, just share your favorite quote.

- Tanishka.

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fabianvalencia561 · 1 year

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(This was a bit late ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ )

*It was an unfortunate time... It was time for Rosetta to go.*

Rosetta: ..... I know you don't want me to leave.... But I have to...

Jerry: .... *He sighs heavily* .... I know.... I know...

Rosetta: Alright....*She walks up to him and hugs him tight* Make sure you don't let your anger out of your control.... I know it's hard for you.... But you need to calm down and don't let your mind take advantage of you like that..... You still have Mike to take care of....

Jerry: *he was quiet for a bit and then he sighs* .... I'm trying... I'm going to be trying my best to make sure that I'm calm....

Rosetta: Good ..... Please keep Mike safe... And remember to keep-

Jerry: of course I will keep him safe... *He hugs her tight* and I remember.... Trust me... I learned to take care of Mike.. while you weren't doing your best... And when you were gone....

Rosetta: ........ Yeah...... *She kept on hugging him tightly*

*They talked for a while and then eventually Rosetta faded away and went back to the place she needed to be. Though there was a single blue feather for Jerry to keep.*

Jerry: ..... Goodbye..... Rosetta... *He gently held the feather tightly.*

*Jerry was standing there quietly. Then he started to feel horrible...his body began to hurt a lot.... Jerry started to get very lightheaded and then before he could do anything.... Everything went dark.*

*It felt like Jerry was in the darkness for a few minutes. Jerry began to feel a very painful tightness around his body especially around his neck it felt like he was getting forcefully strangled with a rope. Eyes began to appear just staring at him some seemed very happy to see him suffering this horrible demise.*

Jerry: !!!!- *He tried to scream but it was like he was forced to not talk*

*Jerry kept looking around fast to see the eyes just looking at him as he tried to get the rope off his neck. Then Jerry sees these eyes.... These green eyes that never blinked... They were full of hate and anger.... It wanted Jerry dead and wanted Jerry to suffer.*

Jerry: *His eyes widen as he knew the eyes* .....Father......

*Then everything went quiet. Jerry hits the ground hard as the ropes are taken off of him. He tries to get up but then he hears a voice*

Corrupted Leader: ..... I heard you and Proteus talk .... You don't want to be a corrupted?.... You don't want to be part of this family? You don't care about us....

Jerry: !!!- No no no no no no... Father please I-

Corrupted Leader: YOU HATE US! YOU DON'T LOVE THIS FAMILY!!?!! ....... *Sigh*.... You don't care about me... Anymore....? *He said with a sad voice* .... .... I missed when you were just a little boy.... When I bought you back... You were so kind.... You cared about us..... But now.... I regret even letting you live this long... *He snaps his fingers*

*Hands began to grab Jerry and they hit him to the ground hard and began to tear away his back out his skin, muscle, and tissue slowly and painfully ripping apart from his own body*

Jerry: *He screamed loudly as he cried loudly for help* FATHER!!!! PLEASE DON'T GO! I PROMISE I WON'T MISBEHAVE ANYMORE!! I PROMISE I'LL LISTEN TO YOU PLEASE!!!! *he begged and screamed* FATHER PLEASE!!

*The hands successfully tore Jerry up into two. Jerry cried loudly in pain*

Corrupted Leader: *He walks up to Jerry and looks down at him* ....... Then you better start behaving.... This is a warning..... *He stomped on Jerry's head which caused brain matter to go everywhere.*

Jerry: !!!!- *GASP!!!* ...... *He was shocked..... He was breathing fast*. ..... I.... I-I....

Jerry: *he felt his wrist and neck burning as now there was a red mark.... It was a warning.* .......... I.... *He began to cry* .... I'm sorry..... I'm sorry..... *He was scared... He doesn't want to die.... He doesn't want to leave Mike like that* ..... I'm sorry.....

*For a while Jerry was trying to keep his head calm and then he stands up and tries to call D10...... Nothing....*

Jerry: ..... He's probably still pissed off... That I never told him that I'm corrupted *He thinks to himself* ......

*At Toby's house*

Donald: So how's the little lad?

Toby: Thomas is doing well.... Though we should all keep an eye on him....

Harold: uhm... Remind me why Donald is here again? I'm not trying to be rude of course....

Toby: Donald used to be a doctor... Until he moved away from the mainland....

Harold: oh... Well I didn't know about that... *He clears his throat* ..... So.... Is Oliver here with you or is he just visiting..?

Donald: Aye... He's with me.... Hmm... But you guys should keep an eye on him... Oliver hasn't been feeling good lately....

Harold: .... Yeah... I can tell... Toad is keeping distance from Oliver...

Toby: .... That's.... Weird.... Those two are always seen with each other...

Donald: Hmm... Just make sure you guys keep an eye on him....

Toby: alright we'll also tell D10...

Henry: Wait D10'S here? Why so?

Toby: He was asking us questions.. like if we saw anything weird...

Henry: hmm... He should ask Hiro.. he looks around the second and main Sodor islands all the time.... Which I tell him all the time to not to do that... I worry about Hiro....

*D10 was in Toby's shed trying to fix his own core.*

D10: *he was mumbling to himself* Stupid core... I don't want to faint on everyone.... *He hears something at the shed entrance* !!!!- ....

Oliver: ..... D10?...

D10: Oliver?..... *He was still trying to fix his core*

Oliver: ...... *His eyes widen* .... Uhm.... Do you need help?

D10: *he sighs and nods his head* Yes .... Be careful now.... I don't want to faint...

*Oliver began to help out D10*

D10: ok.... Now.. I need you to hold my core for a bit so I can fix this.....

Oliver: .... Alright... *He said in a quiet voice* .....

*Oliver started to get a horrible thought. He slowly tightens his grip on the core..... He wanted to tighten his grip on the core more and more and more*

D10: *He slowly fixed his core* Alright..... Alright.... Oliver you can let go now.....

Oliver: ........

D10: Oliver?....

Oliver: ............................

D10: .... Oliver...

Oliver: !!!- uh! Huhh....

D10: my core... Can you please give me my core???

Oliver: .... O-oh.... Yeah.... Sorry... *He gives D10'S core back* ....

D10: thanks Oliver... Now... We should get out of this shed...

Oliver: right... Right....

..... :]

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s0nia246 · 2 months

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Prologue: Remnant's Resonance

(Thank you, everyone, for like my au and thank @melancholyofinvisibleshores for the ideas. So for bad writing. Blood and Gore warning)

All I remember was bright light, then a pitch black sky with no moon, yet the trees cast shadows, the leaves to color of blood.

My body was stuck to the ground like glue, and it’s only when my brain started waking up that I could move my limbs at all. Then came the pain.

The throbbing in my head as if someone had taken a hammer to my skull, my hands on fire, but they were too numb to notice any of this until the world came into focus.

It was so cold.

So very cold.

Where.... am I

Where is everyone......

What happened to Remnant.....

Did the plan work.....

did it not.....

No. It had to have worked.

I'm not dead. It was just a hallucination. An illusion brought on by exhaustion. That's all it was. A figment of my imagination. Just a dream. My subconscious must be going mad from trying to make sense of everything that has happened. I just gave to open my eyes to confirm, yet when I moved my neck, an intense, piercing, shooting pain shot through every nerve ending in my body that made me cry out in agony, clutching at my chest and screaming until tears streamed down my face.

What's happening to me?!

Why can't I move!

What has been done to me?!

How will I ever get out of here?!

My mind screamed.

This isn't real!

This isn't real! My inner voice repeated, trying desperately to convince myself that it wasn't real.

But it was really alright. I was stuck in some kind of forest with no clear path leading anywhere. Wait? This looks familiar....am I in the Everfall forest? But how did I get here?

Ruby quickly sat up as all her memories flooded back to her. Everything she had done and what she knew about came flooding in. Her teammates, their mission, her friends, Fighting Salem, everything.

She looked around for anything that could help her escape this place. The trees, trees everywhere! They seemed to cover every available inch of land within sight. There didn't appear to be a way to climb them even if there was a path she could see in front of her.

Nothing.

Just endless foliage all around her. Pain started to spread through her lower abdomen, which prompted Ruby to try and sit more upright.

The pain intensified, making her grip her stomach tightly in order to stop herself from screaming anymore. But the pain kept spreading through her whole body, and before she knew it, she was crying uncontrollably again.

The pain then went up her body to her lungs and throat, and she couldn't control it anymore! She put her hand over her mouth as she felt something coming out of it ..something red... blood.

No no no no no NO!

I don't want this to be real!!

Please, God no!

Don't take this from me.

I can't handle anything else right now!

Not today! Not now! Please! Someone! Anyone, please help me!!! Help her!!!! Save her!!!!!!!!!!!

She threw up in her hand as she continued sobbing loudly, feeling helpless as her entire body shook from a wave of grief.

As the last thing that left her lips was 'Please no, please no', she let go. After everything she had experienced that night alone, she finally allowed herself to collapse onto her side, curling into a fetal position as she continued to scream in anguish.

Her blood landed on the snow like a crimson waterfall, and soon, her body grew colder with each passing second. Soon enough, she began shivering violently as cold sweat dripped down her face and fell onto the ground.

She looked down at her bloody throw up and noticed a gold scepter adorned with intricate engravings.

"How did that come out of me?" Ruby thought as she picked up scepter. It was as big as her hands. She puts the Relic on her belt loop as she she looked around at her surroundings once more, still seeing nothing but forest, trees, and more woods.

Nothing changed.... was that opening always there?

Ruby squinted her silver eyes, trying to catch a glimpse of whatever had caused her such extreme discomfort, hoping it would disappear like the rest of the scenery. It didn't, though, even after staring at the dark horizon for nearly 30 minutes without seeing a thing.

The only difference between the surrounding forest was the large patch of ice where she had thrown up, and her blood stained the snowy landscape.

"Why is her grave her?" Ruby had the get up. She had to see if it was true.. If she truly was Summer's grave.

She struggled to get up, using her hands and arms to push herself upright against the tree trunk that supported her. Each time she tried, the pain got worse.

Every time she took a step towards her late mother's grave though, it stopped. Like the pain was somehow negated by the snow. Or maybe... it was because of the ice covering the ground.

Either way, it made her feel better. She was getting somewhere. She had to keep moving forward, one foot in front of the other, no matter how painful or agonizing it might be. Ruby was strong, tougher than she looked, she reminded herself as she pushed forward, trying to ignore the pain radiating throughout her whole body.

"Summer Rose / Thus Kindly I Scatter." Read her mother's grave stone. She read them slowly as she limped forward.

She stared at the letters etched in the smooth white rock, feeling her legs start giving out under her. It hurt so much. All of her muscles ached, especially her legs and arms. And she felt hot and cold. She was sweating profusely, and she couldn't seem to control her shaking.

She leaned against the gravestone, placing one knee to the ground and using it for support before she slumped down to the ground, letting herself fall to the ground in a heap, the everything was on her mind, she just want to talk to anyone at this point.

"Please. Where are you? Are you okay? Are you scared? Am I too late?"

Her silver eyes looked up over the cliff edge, and her eyes widened in fear. A large pool of ink-black liquid that fills the lake below her glowed a deep red as blood spilled from the edges. It ran over the rocks, forming a wide pool of thick black ink before spilling out into the frozen waters of Lake Everglade.

As she watched, horrified, a large unknown grimm jumped from the surface and swam towards her, grabbing onto the edge of the stone.

They are far more terrible than every Grimm she has ever encountered, and they are advancing towards her, their murmurs forming discernible words now:

"You are Little Red Riding Hood! Little Red Riding Hood, you are! You play with the birds, the bees, and the woods! Your name is Little Red Riding Hood! Your name is Ruby Rose!"

Hearing her name spoken by the Grimm company is what breaks Ruby out of her stupor. In a heartbeat, she activates her semblance and zooms out of the clearing.

"Don't run Ruby. Everyone misses you. We're so glad you decided to come back. Come on home now!" the grimm voices called out in unison. One of them added, "It's okay now. We miss you very much." before fading away completely. "We'll be waiting for you. We love you."

Ruby felt tears run down her cheeks, as another thought crossed her mind:

What have I become...?

@weiss-royal-schnee @surefootcleric

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diakaoniii · 2 years

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Hello!

I hope you're doing well

Can I request a headcanon of the (extreme TW) Diaboys (sakamaki) to a scenario where they kidnap their crush and torture her and lock her up in order to make her obedient which leaves her badly injured and leave her in the dungeon which ends up in her collapsing

(You can ignore it if it's disturbing and I'm sorry if this made you uncomfortable)

Kao: Don't worry, my dear! Your request completely complies with my rules! I couldn't write for Laito and Subaru, because I'm busy right now. Don't worry, I'll post for them soon! 🌸

Shu Sakamaki:

Probably everyone thinks that Shu won't waste time punishing you for having such a lazy disposition.

But that is not the case.

The uttermost thought of going to the trouble of punishing you made him sigh.

Why do you bother him with such things?

He will take off all the clothes you were wearing in the dungeon, leaving you completely defenceless against him.

After chaining your neck and wrists, he will start making cuts on your small body with his knife without any mercy.

Your screams and cries turned him on, he could undoubtedly record.

He will cause you more pain by sinking his nails into the places where he cut with his knife.

He will continue to torture you until you pass out.

Maybe if he doesn't feel lazy, he can take you to his room or leave you in the dungeon.

Reiji Sakamaki:

Reiji will punish you with whips and drugs.

Your body will be used as a test subject. He will use new or newly developed drugs on you.

He will watch your reactions to the drug carefully and with ruthless eyes.

He doesn't even care about your pain right now. After all, you did this to yourself, warning you from the beginning that the consequences of disobeying him would be severe, right?

He will whip you after giving you medicine that increases the pain you feel 10 times.

If you spit blood on the floor, he'll scold you for how messy and pathetic you look.

Reiji expects you to be like a lady even while being tortured.

Ayato Sakamaki:

Ayato loves to drown you in water or by hand.

He even brought a bucket of water for it.

He grabs you by the hair and thrusts your face into the bucket of water.

He likes you to squirm like a fish, squawk for breath, and make the pleading sounds that you make.

He quickly lifts your head out of the water when he sees you slowly stop moving anymore, your arms falling to your side.

He watches with a smirk on his face as you breathe and cough sharply.

He pushes you against the wall and starts biting you hard before you can even catch your breath.

In the meantime, he squeezes your delicate wrists until they sprain.

He will suck your blood until you pass out from pain and blood loss.

Kanato Sakamaki

Exactly Kanato Sakamaki who will give you the most severe punishment between his and the other brothers.

His other brothers taking into account that you are human beings, restrain their power during punishment.

Kanato certainly doesn't do anything like that.

He will yell at you, crying and screaming that you betrayed him. He will even say that you cheated on him and tried to run away to go to your new lover.

The more you try to explain it to him, the more he will yell at you and drown your voice in a scream.

He certainly doesn't listen to you and never will.

He'll break your legs or rip your legs off. So you never run away from him again.

The same goes for your arms.

You must shut up your mouth and be his doll.

As he laughs like crazy, he'll slap you hard in your face, and giggle when blood is all over your face.

He'll say with a crazy tone of voice how beautiful you look.

'' Fufufu~ nee, Y/N-San. You look gorgeous with blood all over your face and moaning in pain.''

After scraping your skin with his nails, he will pierce the wound with his teeth.

He will giggle and laugh while you whimper in pain.

At the moment, he doesn't care if you die dead, he will just leave you in the dungeon.

Maybe if you cry his name loudly when he's gone, if he hears you cry, he'll come and get you back.

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