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Why is skz so hard to stick to a bias?
Like for example I'm minho and Jeongin biased but my fyp's always confuse me.
My tumblr fyp: 85% jisung
My yt fyp: 95% seungmin
Wattpad: 50% felix
Ao3: 70% hyunjin
Tiktok: 80% bangchan
Yt search engine: always takes me onto changbin stuff when I never searched it
Reddit: so who's your skz bias and why?
And then I'm just chilling here like: my bias is.. Umm... Well...
Like now I dont even know my own bias's cuz my fyp's r trying to confuse me and skz is so insufferable hot that it's working 😭🙏
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maihonhassan · 1 month
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How hopeless a poet was when he wrote this line:
"Tum se bohat kuch kehna hai magar, kabhi tum nahi milte kabhi alfaaz nahi milte."
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deryaauria · 19 days
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“Olur sandım, olan bana oldu.”
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numbholdy · 2 months
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I'm just gonna throw more drawings here and slowly back off and go back to insta😔
Anyway reboot wally belongs to @bloodrediscream
Alr baibai
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vannyzsblog · 2 months
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daddy’s home.
jeff the killer x f!reader
warnings: rough sex, size difference, age difference 23 and 18, bondage, public sex and Dom & sub.
you been’ve warned only 18+ ONLY.
you been dating Jeff for about 3 years now. and sex for you is like heavenly, the only thing is he is a killer and your family doesn’t like that but they support someways of the relationship but had to keep it together including your sexual stuff that’s goes on in the bed room. one night you was at the creepy-mansion with your lazy horny boyfriend, who was playing video games with the looking elf boy ben drowned and they was screaming ofc. You went down stairs to grab some water because you was dry in the throat after your intense stomach workout, you seat were Jeff was. he was a tall very buff man around 6’7 so you could sit on his lap everywhere even by his friends or your friends, Jeff puts his hands on your lap rubbing your delectable pussy to his surprised it was very wet for him. He wispier’s to you” you know that your little sweet pussy is making my more and more hard for me to put this dick in you, you are very living up to your nickname my little sweet slut.” As you get up and pull his grey sweats down and goes slow on his big throbbing cock, you sit on it and moan a little bit, ben didn’t think to look as he almost everyone seen you two fuck publicly and it’s not new to here you two fucking every night and day. he starts going slowly on your coated cilt and make his way down with his hand to your pussy, some hours pasted and here you are getting your brain fucked out to the max he grabs your ass slams you down while still playing games with Ben. Ben was not pissed of the fact your getting your organs fucked out but he is mad because you are helping de-stressing and winning with the help of your pussy and lap fucking he is winning and making him pissed. After the long matches of the two Ben left for to go killing humans like always, Jeff grabs a hold of your ass and ties your arms with his big strong hand and fucking you down. You feel it you had two organisms but no you have ten in a row organisms and you was on your last one but Jeff want some sucking off before he finishes you. He cums in you one more time before finishing with your now broken tired up pussy he grabs your small petite body for your waist and starts to slap your ass with hard ass force.”you been so good on my dick and you fucking me made me feel so good baby, now I want you repay this big king cock your mouth if you will baby.” you get on your hands & knees but before you could put your mouth on his cock he grabs your hair smash’s you’re face in his cock in your pretty broken mouth he face fucks you for a hour or two till your hand falls off and all you think about the night was going to be Jeff and just about Jeff.”Beg for it hunny I know you want this dick all in your guts all white , you doing so good hunny.” “I want you. I want all of your cum in me Jeff.” “Good girl take this your sweet dessert baby all of this goodness.” As he gives you what you want.
he cleans you up and the floor and the couch so nobody looks at the white cream mess made from them two. he gives you a shower and let’s you rest but naked. you two talk about random nothings, and soon falls asleep, with him saying something so sweet to you.
“Goodnight my little angelic baby.”
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gachawolfiebloom · 2 months
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The results are in! Now that the Cinderella AU is completed, I will be doing a sequel to the it’s gotta be perfect arc. For those of you who wanted the other stories, don’t worry i’ll circle back to those in the future. Here’s what I have so far on this story.
I will post each chapter of the story on Wattpad and Tumblr. No, I will not be posting daily.
The title and cover art is completed already, but feel free to express any ideas if you have any.
Yes, i’m aware of the rumors that smg3 is getting his arc next. I might make a special chapter for him, but for most of the story, four is the victim.
And yes this is will have some smg34 in it.
That’s all for now ;)
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mybrokenloves · 8 months
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01:47
me faça acreditar, por um momento, uma fração de segundos sequer, que alguma coisa foi real para você.
Aganetti.
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iforfitthelife · 3 months
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' "Promise me that you will come back."
"....."
"Kim Dokja, Promise Me."
Dokja smiled lovingly as he caressed Joonghyuk's cheek softly. He stared up at him with soft eyes as he responded.
"I will always come back to you, no matter where we both are or who we are with, it is fate that we both find each other inevitably once again my love. I promise you that."
And with that, Dokja left, going somewhere far away which is left unknown to his companions, including his love. Over time, Yoo Joonghyuk gradually forgets the face of his companion, his lover, his one true light that forever shone in his life. But the feelings and emotions he felt for the person could never be forgotten or erased as he continued to wait and search for the face he could no longer recognize in his memories. '
If you liked this little snippet of my one shot story, then go check it out on my account on Wattpad! {Blank}
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jasminerov · 17 days
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𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝘿𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙮 𝙅𝙖𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙍𝙤𝙫 𝙤𝙣 𝙒𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙥𝙖𝙙 ♥
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kurottsukii · 3 months
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𝖱𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖲𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾 | 13 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖶𝗁𝗒
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This is a short story based on the show 13 Reasons Why and the song Romantic Homicide by D4vd.
Please be warned that this story contains R*PE, s*icide, s*xual assault, s*xual scenes and m*rder
Introduction
Juliana Foley, the twin sister of Liberty High's most beloved athlete and heart throb, Justin Foley. Now this isn't a cheesy sitcom where one twin is popular, leaving the other twin in the dust of irrelevancy, both twins were born into the poor life. They had a drug addict of a mother and her river of abusive drug addict boyfriends that did not supply her addict but their endless trauma.
They had nothing but the dirty rags as clothes on their backs and each other, well until they met an angel in disguise Bryce Walker. He did not only befriend the Foley twins and basically helped build their nonstop relevancy today's high school popularity but he was their family, their everything. To Justin, Bryce was a best friend, a brother. But to Juliana, he was her first kiss, first love, first boyfriend, her... rapist; but we'll get to that last part later on.
Juliana Foley, Liberty High's cheer captain and class president, the boys there kissed the ground she walks on while the girls envy the air she breaths out. She was pure perfection at it's best, the most likely to succeed in life, they both were. So beloved, so admired but yet one person, and 13 tapes ruined that within seconds. Everything they built together came crumbling down their feet once a girl named Hannah Baker came into their life and shared their secrets. A domino effect has occurred....
Present Time | A week after her death
With how hard her heels slammed against the cold concrete as she stomped her way towards Bryce's house, she was surprised they didn't break under the pressure or even cause a mini earthquake.
The girl practically seething with pure anger after hearing Hannah's tapes, she was the last one Tony gave it to before giving it to Clay Jensen, Hannah's best friend. You'd think with what Hannah said about her, she'd be scared about the tapes coming out like the rest of the group but no. One, her tape wasn't as bad as the others, it was her secrets that was bad. Secrets that Hannah shared. Secrets like Bryce fuckin Walker.
After not only hearing that Bryce was cheating but that he raped Jessica, and Hannah. And to think she was the only one and she bared that constant pain for so long, hoping that he doesn't do it to anyone else and yet he did, behind her back even. Manipulating her to keep her mouth shut and just smile, making her think she was fucking delusional to even think her boyfriend would do that to her but no. She faced the cold hearted truth once hearing those tapes and that truth felt like a bullet to the face.
Upon hearing the tapes she realized something, not only does she know the truth but so does everyone in the friend group, they all knew what kind of monsters they were all while Bryce was the devil and yet...they chose to do nothing, to say nothing as if the tapes were a lie. How could they? Her friends? Her brother? Everyone.
How could they do that to her. Most importantly how could they do that to Hannah.
Her fist left a burning hot pain on themselves for how hard she was slamming them against Bruce's front door. She knew his every day schedule like the back of her hand, his parents are on a business trip leaving him alone and since it's a Saturday, he's definitely by himself; Saturdays were their 50 shades of gray kind of night. I know, so young but yet they fuck like sex hungry thirty year olds.
"Bryce Fuckin' Walker, Open The Damn Door!" Her voice sounded angry but really it withered with pain, afraid that she might cry in his presence about what she just learned. It felt like hours with how long the girl stood there, injuring her fist trying to get her so-called "boyfriend" to open the door. No luck. No luck for a good thirty more minutes and then hearing the sound of a door lock being unlocked made her stop immediately.
Taking a step back to fix her outfit and composer she watched as his face slowly emerged from being the door, looking all handsome with confusion written all over his face. It was hard, it was hard to hate him. After being involved with him for so long, after everything he did for her, for her brother. It was so fuckin hard to hate that face, she fell in love with that face. With that man and to finally come to the conclusion of what he truly is, is so heartbreaking.
Her lips trembled and then flattened as she tried her hardest to speak the words that were already formed and played out in her head. "I heard the tapes." Her tone was quiet, her demeanor was weak, she sounded pathetic, not at all mad as she was minutes ago. She hated how much control he had over her.
His face stayed the same, in fact it was relaxed. Not alarmed at all that his girlfriend now knows the truth. It was like he knew, no matter how he played it, the outcome would be the same, she won't go to the cops and she won't leave him. It was only how he was going to play it out to get that outcome and so, he played the clueless role. "I don't understand what you're talking about."
"The tapes, Bryce." Annoyance danced around her voice, "Hannah Baker's tapes. I heard them, all of them so don't play fucking stupid. Everything. I was right about everything, about who you are and you made me always feel stupid but now I got proof!" She was met with silence, in fact, she was met with a remaining calm composer as if he just knew she was bluffing.
This made her frustrated.
"Why are you not worried?" There was hesitation in her voice, she was confused, angry, and scared all at once. She didn't even recognize the boy she fell in love with. "I—I'll ruin you. I can turn you in, turn them in.."
"No you won't."
No she won't? Why did he say it so casually, so confident. Why wasn't he breaking? ....Why did she want him to?
"Yes- yes I will. You don't know who you're playing with." There, the hesitation sat at the base of her throat, giving him the go that she was bluffing. "No you won't." He stated again, this time disturbing her personal space, his eyes glued to her, his flatten lips twitching into a smirk. " You know why you won't? Because you don't have the tapes right now and your brother is on the tapes, so is your friend Zach, so is your bestie Jessica, everyone Jules. If I go down, we all do. Dominic affect."
Fuck he was right, he didn't even need to bring up the fact that she wouldn't turn him in because she also still love him, maybe that one was obvious but still, she was furious.
With one quick slap that smirk was whipped clean off, she couldn't help it.. She hated how confident he was, how right he was..How calm, like he acknowledged his sins and doesn't have remorse. How could he do that?
To her, to those girls. How could he cheat on her like that? How could he be the main reason a girl killed herself and he doesn't have remorse? She was disgusted. "We're fuckin done. If I see your face or if you even try to talk to me or look in my direction, I'll squeal and bring everyone down with me. If you don't have remorse, I won't either." Her words taste like venom on her tongue but that's how she felt deep in her gut. She hated him, she despised him but with all of that, at the same time it broke her.
He was her angel, her first everything and he turned out to be a devil in disguise and he's protected too, why? He's a rich white boy in America surrounded by money and jock friends that worship him like he's a god. It was sickening really.
Her heels clanked against the concrete once again, making a bitter melody as she walked herself home that night. Hannah and everything she said flashed in her head like a flashback. That poor girl, that poor pitiful girl. You know at the same time Juliana felt bad but she despised the girl too? She went after Jules brother and kept seeing him, she went after Zach and even Bryce. Oh Lord Bryce, just the thought of them two .....it felt like flashes of burning heat burning in her stomach.
Home, she didn't know why she bothered going home. She knew Justin wasn't there, home was the last place the twins would even be. Bryce was always their second home, their hideaway from hell, and now it's not even that for her anymore. Upon arriving at their shitty apartment, Juliana slowly upon the door, mentality cursing at how loud this door can be when they're trying to sneak in, luckily no one was there, well, until she closed the door.
"Where the fuck have you been?" Seth, Juliana and Justin's mom's boyfriend and well, shit bag drug dealer. One time he tried to make a move on her and Justin tried to protect her honor only to get his ass kicked. "I went to Bryce's house " Her words were short and bitter which was strike one to him, but before anything could happen amber saved the day by convincing her lousy, shit hole, white trash boyfriend back to their room, she didn't even bother to look at her daughter. But then again, she was always a boy mom even though she was a shitty mom most of the time.
Letting out a breathy sigh, she quickly ran to her room, locking the door behind her. Tears crept up as her eyes were now swollen with them. God, what the fuck is she going to do.
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marvolosgf · 4 months
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Not me logging into my old burner account and finding a bunch of fanfic drafts I wrote when I was 14 💀
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captainkirkk · 1 year
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Most fic recs I see on my dash are brilliant, but the fic recs I see on my tiktok fyp are extremely hit or miss. The algorithm has nothing on the cultivated tumblr bubble
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maihonhassan · 4 days
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“Ab dil nahi karta is such a harsh reality when you realise that you lost energy for doing those things that you used to love.”
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deryaauria · 29 days
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rosesumbra · 8 months
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Imagine writing DSMP Fanfics.. couldn't be me. Totally not on wattpad ethier
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4younotafool · 6 months
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What We Have (Genshin Impact)
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Wattpad: @NotAFool4You "What We Have" disclaimer: This story is a fanfiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, or incidents in this story are either products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to an actual person, or event, is purely coincidental.  warning: long chapter ahead. Word count: 1935 P.S. This story was previously known as "Love And Justice" but I personally did not like how the story was going so I took down the original plot and I'm currently updating the scenes and dialogues to a whole different focus and genre.
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Chapter One
“You’re sending me in……The Fortress of Meropide?”
I couldn't believe what I heard so I had to ask again. I must have heard it wrong, right? maybe he made a mistake or told the wrong person. Doctors tend to be forgetful when overworked.
“A Melusine doctor is currently operating the clinic inside the fortress. I want you to assist her.”
So, I didn't hear it wrong. It wasn’t a mistake either. I frowned in disbelief and moved closer to my mentor’s desk. I looked at his eyes over the thick-rimmed glasses he wore in hopes of catching him making a mistake, just like the numerous other times I caught him misdiagnosing a patient. 
“Not to be rude or arrogant, sir. But I believe someone with my skills shouldn’t be in the Fortress Of Meropide. I’m the best medical apprentice you have! I didn’t work hard to be sent to that place! I’m more valuable in the main branch!”
I pleaded my case. It wasn’t fair! To be sent to work in the Fortress is the same as being sent to their death! The Fortress of Meropide is serving as Fontaine’s De Facto Prison, it has a notorious reputation because of the criminals lurking in that place!
But that wasn’t just the reason why I didn’t like that place, I don’t want to treat uncivilized bastards! That’s not my purpose! That’s against my principles!
“I know, Miss Grandeur, but you’re still lacking…..”
I flinched at his words. I almost lost my ability to talk and to even comprehend. For years, my whole life I dedicated myself to studying medicine more diligently than anyone else. I practiced surgical procedures day and night to make sure I wouldn’t make a mistake. Because I know I would be handling a person’s life, I would be saving a person’s life.
I’m not part of Teyvat’s top medical board practitioner if I was lacking.
“....lacking? Me? Lacking?” in what other way?
“You lack empathy. You cannot understand and care for a patient.”
“...I don’t understand, sir.”
I don't understand how I fail as a  doctor, just because I can't or couldn’t understand my patient's emotions. To be honest, they should be the ones who must understand us since more than half of patients’ families blame us for not completely treating them for their illness when they’re the reason they even had one in the first place. 
That, I can tolerate. But treating criminals? Saving a criminal's life….? Over my dead body.
“Doctors treat their patients and give their all to cure their illness. No matter who they are, and no matter what they do for a living. That is what I want you to learn. I hope you can understand where I am coming from.” 
But what if the patient I needed to treat was a sex offender or an abuser? What would their victims feel when they see their offender walking around in broad daylight after leaving them a whole life to remember of gruesome experience? What if they’re a human trafficker? What would their families feel if I let the person who took away their loved ones live? What if it’s a murder? I might as well be their accomplice.
“I’ll try my best, Doc.”
I gritted my teeth and clenched my fist. If this is what it means to be a doctor…… never mind. 
“I know how much you have such a…fixed view regarding patients with unlawful history records. But it is not our job to judge their wrongdoings. We're doctors, not judges or lawyers. Our job is to save lives. Remember that.”
I just nodded to what he said and accepted the situation I was in now. Remember who you’re doing this for, Melissa. For the family….
“I'm Melissa Grandeur from Fontaine's Medical. I'll be assisting you for the next six months, Miss Sigewinne."
I formally introduced myself with a smile. Appearing to be innocent and docile. It's been quite a journey from the Court Of Fontaine to the underwater fortress, but I didn't let my exhaustion be seen.
"I'm delighted to have the famous medical apprentice help me around!" 
She says in a small but delighted voice. She inched closer to hold both of my hands, and I had to bend my knees a bit. Like all Melusines, Sigewinne has somewhat rabbit features, even harboring its innocent and soft appearance and behavior. But I am most aware that she is more than meets the eye. She looks more humanly compared to her ‘sisters’, after all. 
"We, Melusines, are eternally grateful to you and your family Miss Grandeur. It's already a blessing to have you here with me in the Fortress!" 
However, it seemed like at this moment she was genuine about her words. After all, no Melusines is unaware of our family and what we’ve sacrificed and done for the Melusines in the past. 
In the past, Melusines were treated harshly and discriminated against because of the fact they were species from unknown origins and the belief that they were creatures of calamity and would only bring bad luck to humanity. However, The Grandeurs were one of the few people who accepted the Melusines wholeheartedly and even regarded them as equals. Providing support and opportunities to mingle and fit in society even before the people of Fontaine began trusting the Ludex and Melusines because of the events in the past.
So, to say they are eternally grateful or so, is not an exaggeration. 
I held her plump cheeks with both of my hands. Sigewinne smiled softly with her eyes closed. I know she’s supposed to be my senior, but I couldn’t help but treat Sigewinne like a companion animal with affection. Our family has this kind of soft spot for cute little creatures, you see.
"Huh, so the rumors are true." an unfamiliar baritone voice takes part in the moment. 
Sigewinne and I’s attention was both directed to where the intruder’s voice was coming from, the clinic’s entrance. There, a man was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest, tufted black hair that looked like it was recently ruffled up, and grey eyes glinting in interest. I had to forcibly stop my eyes from wandering any further. A perfect balance of lean but muscular physique.
‘Just my type’
"There've been talks that a new doctor was spotted in the fortress. A beautiful one. 'guess they weren't exaggerating." 
He walked towards where we were. Sigewinne didn’t look as confused as I was by his sudden presence, he must’ve been someone she knows, one of the Fortress’ workers maybe?
The unknown man smiled at Sigewinne and patted her head as if it were something he normally does. I stood up, and it almost amazed me how his height still managed to tower over me. I was considered to be fairly tall for a woman, even without wearing heels, so having met a man who was capable of making me look up is rare. 
I assumed he was a staff from the administration of the Fortress keeping this place in check, or perhaps an office worker sent from the Court Of Fontaine. But the more I finally managed to look at him up close, I knew he was a convict serving his sentence. I mean, the scars peeking through underneath his clothes as well as the criminal tag just give it away. 
Was I so mesmerized by how good-looking he was that I forgot I was in a place full of criminals?
"but it seems like you, little missy, shouldn't be in this place." 
He says, full of conviction, as he stares down at my being. Looking at me from head to toe. I involuntarily gulped down and suddenly felt conscious. 
"Pardon?" I arched my brow at his sudden proclamation.
"You don't fit here." 
"I'm a doctor, in a clinic.  This is where I should be" I furrowed my brows, crossing my arms to my chest. 
"But what I mean is, you don't look like a doctor in my eyes, Missy" 
I was about to retort at his unacceptable and rude attitude towards someone of my status when we were interrupted by Sigewinne clapping her hands to gain our attention, putting a stop to our bickering. 
“Wriothesley, enough with that, please? Lady Melissa and I have a lot of work to do today.” 
She says and she points out towards the door, which was suddenly swarming with multiple people with common curiosity poking their heads inside the clinic.
Sigewinne pulled my hand, and I obliged. But before we could attend to our patients waiting in line, I rolled my eyes at how this Wriothesley man has now a content and irritating smirk plastered over his face when I turned to look at him.
‘I take back what I said about him being my type’
"I'm right, aren't I?" Wriothesley suddenly said. 
All afternoon, I’ve been attending and diagnosing patients just like how Sigewinne instructed. And for the whole time, I could feel and see Wriothesley's eyes following me around. He wasn’t even trying to hide it, he was being shameless about it. 
After the long hours he remained silent, he finally spoke but it only made me more irritable even if it was only a few words. 
"What?" 
I didn't look at him when I spoke. I was reading the list of the patients’ names and their medical conditions I’d diagnosed earlier during a check-up. I need to double-check if what I wrote in the record is correct. 
“You're not fit to be here, more or less, a doctor even.” There he is again with that repeating statement. 
I looked up from where I was sitting at the desk of the clinic entrance, taking care of the papers that were used a while ago while Wriothesley was across the desk, shamelessly staring down at me, yet again, with his face resting on his hand. 
"I've been watching you treat the other patients. You're treating them half-assed. like you were forced to do your damn job." He continued, even using vulgar words to describe what he observed.
"In short, you're bad at playing doctor, Missy," Wriothesley concluded.
"You're assuming things. You don't know me. And stop addressing me as ‘Missy’" With eyes narrowing at him, hoping he could take the warning.
"And you don't know these patients as well. The people in this fortress might be way different from that big brain of yours."
I only met this man just a few hours ago, and he never fails to speak up his thoughts directly with no filter, and it is more infuriating how he’s somewhat correct. 
I may indeed have been lenient with my duties. I was too engrossed by the fact that everyone I've been treating, I've been attending with supposed care, and everyone I will meet during the duration of my stay in the Fortress will be no other than offenders. But It's not like I can be ignorant about what they've done and not let guilt for the victims seep in. 
Before a Doctor, I was a just little girl growing up with the harsh ways of the world first.
"Well, but, you know, just sayin'. But it'll be in your best interest if you drop everything and just leave this dirty fortress with even dirtier people." He stood straight and shrugged his shoulders.
"But then again, that's just my pathetic opinion and I'm in no place to judge a lady as respectable as you, I'm just another dirty criminal in the fortress n'way." Wriothesley even put the palm of his hand to his chest.
"Have a nice day, Doc" Wriothesley smiled before disappearing from my eyes and leaving me embarrassed and deep in thought inside the clinic walls.
‘Have I been that……..careless?’
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