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blues824 · 7 months

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Imagen the remarried empress with a female Alois trancy where everyone feels a bit yandere for her but rattrash.

🦋She has a dark past she hides from everyone nobody knows it only her and her demon servants (I feel sad what alois went through so much so I could not put it in the request I'll send the link where you can read it. )

https://kuroshitsuji.fandom.com/wiki/Alois_Trancy

🍰She becomes ingaged to kosiar and they can relate to there angry outburst kosiar didn't know about her past until he asked her why she is so bi polar and her telling him her backstory kosiar is ofcours mad with what his wife went true but still loves her no matter what.

(her asks for her if it was okay to name her lady trovi to escape her hated last name and it only gets used in professional settings and she loves it. )

🦋Imagen her getting invided by navier to te new years party and her haply sending navier a letter she would stay there for months after that before she missed her so much alois mc doest know about rattrash yet .

🍰Her arriving the eastern Palace and hugging navier when she sees her and showering her in gifts and compliments making rattrash and sovieshit jealous because navier gets love especially from the lady trancy te most difficult lady to pleas or befiend .

🦋Alois mc is haply waking to navier's room unil she gets intruped by rattrash asking who she is and if she is going to visit her "sister navier " and introducing herself as sovieshit his mistresses making the Alois mc give her a death glare and walks away before the Mistress loses her eye.

🍰But rattrash doesn't relize she is messing with a ticking time bomb and continues until she gets slapped by alois mc lucky het butler was there to remind her of the tea party with navier making her happy and following her butler like nothing happened.

🦋Rashta crying to sovieshit that she was actackt by what she later knows is lady trancy and how sovieshit had a crush on her because of her beauty he still does so he said to rattrash not to mess with her she can be dangerous especially to those who she hates .

🍰Imagen if ergi tells her she made one of her maids lose a eye because she spild tea on her dress and not to mess with her she is known to be violent to the people she doesn't like so if she wants to keep her eyes stay away from her and people forgive lady trancy because of her beauty .

🦋Imagen during the dinner party wher rattrash is crieing about how nobody likes her because she is a commener causing the alois mc to trow something at her and starts yelling to her navier having to calm her down or she whoud have stabed her fork in rattrash her eye.

🍰Later after the dinner she has a mental breakdown and navier holding her she doesn't know what made you feel so broken until she hears hear her backstory like rattrash she was sold as a slave only for some dirty old guy his needs and inheared the disgusting man his name land because of it and hearing that rattrash constantly use her past as a excuse after she hid everything form hers made her lose control.

🦋Heinley acedently lisend to the lady trancy her horrible background and wanting to protect her from sovieshit he sees her as his sister and wants to help her get a new title in the western empire so she can be rid of those memories of her past after that he let her burn down the trancy manor .

( about lucka kosiar put a gravestone for her so she can remember her brother he knows how important family is )

I’m changing it so that Reader is married to Kosair.

TW: Pedophilia mentioned (former head of Trancy manor)

Sovieshu Vict

He attended yours and Kosair’s wedding, and he had to admit that he was jealous of your husband because you were so beautiful. It was a great time, and you both had a great impression of each other. Unfortunately, your paths didn’t cross very often, but when they did your butler would give him a sour glare. Luckily, you were invited to the New Year’s Party a few years later, and he would get to see you once again.

Sovieshu hated the way you immediately clung to Navier the entire time. To be fair, you hadn’t seen each other in a while, and you saw her as a sister, and your husband wasn’t there, but he was there, too. You presented Her Imperial Majesty with gifts and kisses on the cheek upon arrival, and the emperor couldn’t help but be jealous. Once the disaster of a party was over, you retired to the guest chambers in which you would be staying with your butler.

Over the next few days, he tried to talk to you but Claude would always usher you away. One day, however, Rashta came to him crying about how you were mean to her and slapped her. You had a certain reputation preceding you; you were a woman who, if one was to get on your bad side, it could result in physical, emotional, mental, or financial pain… sometimes all four. Sovieshu stroked the young mistress’s hair as he warned her not to go near you again, or she could lose an eye. You see, unlike her, your story was a good one because you built up your way to wealth rather than slept your way into higher society.

When your husband returned, His Imperial Majesty couldn’t muster up the strength to see you so in love with another man. You also seemed to gravitate towards Prince Heinrey of the Western Kingdom, which just further pissed him off. Like… he was an emperor, and you were more amicable towards a measly prince as well as a lord (your husband, Kosair). Little did he know that he was one of the people who had yet to face your anger for daring to betray your lovely sister-in-law.

Rashta

She had no idea you existed until the New Year’s Party. Everyone was whispering about you, and she went up to Sovieshu and asked who you were. That’s where he told her that you were Lady Trovi, wife of Kosair Trovi and his sister-in-law through his wife. You were invited due to you being the heiress and current head of the Trancy estate and wealth. She did not hear his warning not to get in your way.

A few days later, she saw you making your way to Navier’s chambers along with your butler. The young lady saw this as the perfect opportunity to befriend you, so she called you by your title and married name (‘Lady Trovi’). You turned and saw the young lady, who you assumed to be a servant who was dressed in a vibrant light blue dress. However, imagine your own surprise when she introduced herself as Sovieshu’s mistress. She asked if you were going to see “Sister Navier”, and you responded by slapping her and shouting that you were the only person who could call Her Imperial Majesty by that title.

Later that afternoon, she met with Duke Ergi, who informed her that she only dealt with a small shred of your wrath. He told her that you had actually stabbed out one of your servant’s eyes just for spilling tea on your gown. Now that Rashta thought about it, she had seen a maid with an eyepatch walking about from your guest room to other places in the palace. Maybe the upcoming dinner could be a chance to reconcile with you?

Nope. She ruined any chance of reconciliation by complaining to Sovieshu about how no one liked her because of where she came from. You were fed up with being cordial, and you stood up and slammed your hands onto the table. You threw a butter knife at her, missing her by only a little, and you started screaming about how you, too, came from nothing but you never used it as an excuse to be… for fear of getting the mature community label… a jerk. This caused everyone to stare at the mistress in disgust and disapproval, and Navier moved to hold you and walk you back to your room. Your butler followed in tow, picking up your coat that you had left behind.

Navier Trovi

She met you before the wedding, and you saw her as a sister figure almost immediately. She was the one to suggest that you change your name to Trovi, since she knew that you did not like your past but rather the things you learned from it. She enjoyed your presence as well, and she knew that if she was going to make it through the New Year’s Party with Sovieshu having a mistress, she needed you there. So, she invited you. You would be staying in the palace two months following as well.

It was unfortunate that the party went as horribly as she thought it would, but you did not discover the fact that Sovieshu had a mistress. For all you knew, Rashta was just another noble who accidentally outshined the Empress. However, a few days later, there was a loud commotion outside of her room and when she went to investigate she found your butler holding you back from attacking the mistress, who had a visible handprint on her cheek from a harsh slap. You were calling her a ‘common whore’, disgracing the way that commoners build themselves up to greatness.

The upcoming dinner was a sight to behold. You stuck by Navier’s side, as your husband, her brother, was not present yet, and she was the only one who could keep your anger in check. Claude became well acquainted with Her Imperial Majesty, and she saw the Faustian contract mark on your tongue. When you were asleep, she went to the library to do some research. Claude knew this, but he also knew that she wouldn’t say anything lest you be killed for this unholy binding.

Navier expected the dinner to be a hot mess, but it was worse than she thought it would be. Rashta was crying about how no one liked her because she used to be a commoner when you got fed up and stood up, slamming your hands on the table and quickly throwing a butter knife at the white-haired girl. It didn’t hit her, but it cut a strand of hair. Navier quickly got up and hugged you, bringing you to her chambers. Claude followed the two of you with your coat. Once there, she let you cry it all out. She knew you were a commoner originally, but you told her that you inherited the Trancy name because the original man was a pedophile and you basically seduced him. You hid everything, but you could tell that Rashta was hiding things as well, and you told your “sister” Navier.

Heinrey Lazlo

He met you at the New Year’s Party, and you were sticking close to the Empress… the woman he fell in love with and set his sight upon. He was curious as to who you were, as he was new to the Eastern Empire. You seemed a bit childish at heart, but from what he could tell you were loved by everyone. Your butler trailed not far behind you, no matter where you went. That’s when he noticed a strange mark on your tongue whenever your butler was next to you.

Anyways, there was the whole dress drama that went down, and to say he was kind of angry would be an understatement. However, you were livid. How dare Rashta compete with Her Imperial Majesty?! And she even dared to blame it on her instead of admitting that she copied her dress?! She also stated that she was the person who was receiving his letters. Heinrey could see through the lie, and Claude took note of that. The two began their suspicions towards each other, but it did not concern you nor Navier.

The dinner a few days later was a disaster, as you threw a knife at the Emperor’s mistress. You were then led by Navier to her chambers, and your butler followed closely behind with your abandoned coat. Once the coast was clear, he also followed and listened in on the conversation you were having with his Queen. To hear all of the horrors you went through was absolutely heart-breaking, and he vowed right then and there that he would protect you as he would protect a sibling.

When Kosair was exiled from the Eastern Empire, Heinrey informed you that you both could go to the Western Kingdom and seek refuge there. Your butler bowed before going to pack your things for you. You wished Heinrey luck in his endeavors, and went back to the Trovi Manor. When the whole thing with the guards happened, he noticed an elegant blur going around, and he knew it to be Claude Faustus, your butler.

Kosair Trovi

Your matrimonial union to him was arranged by Lord and Lady Trovi as well as the former head of the Trancy Manor. This infuriated you to no end, and you both clashed at first. Both parties were fearful for your future as a married couple. After one such fight, he actually realized that he was in the wrong, and he apologized by purchasing a bouquet of your favorite flowers and proposing in the traditional form. Needless to say, you both got married.

It was unfortunate that he was always out-and-about, as you did grow to love your husband. Oftentimes, you reminisce about how you told him what you went through in your childhood, and he held you as you sobbed. You felt comfortable feeling vulnerable in front of him, but other than that you just had your butler. When he did come back, however, you had another issue: Rashta, the Emperor’s mistress. From what Kosair had heard, you have been thrown into hysterics twice and almost stabbed her.

He knew there was something up with Rashta, and when he kidnapped Lord Rimwell he figured everything out. Her story matched yours a lot, but you went through significantly worse. You see, the former Head of Trancy Manor was a pedophile, and took you in with that intent in mind. You just picked up some skills and seduced the man into making you the heiress once he inevitably passed. Rashta was at least consenting in her encounter with Alan Rimwell.

Then, soon after, he was exiled from the Eastern Empire. Heinrey allowed you both to go to the Western Kingdom to escape, but one thing that you both made sure to do was to delay your own departure until Claude returned. After all, the butler was their best chance of easing their way outside of the palace because Sovieshu went yandere for whatever reason and tried to trap Navier from leaving.

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mikobeautifulheart · 2 months

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I hear you take requests and here I am👀 it might be a bit long so please bear with me🥹 So a Satoru × fem reader angst plus spicy without smut plz! (haha can I be more obvious?) So the reader was classmate of Satoru and they teach at jujutsu high together now! They are very close with each other and Satoru loves to annoy her. (Imagine like how he is with Nanami but he is actually fun with her and reader doesn't mind his teasing) Everyone knows they are closer than friends but not exactly lovers so they have will they won't they situationship!

Well well trouble comes in paradise when a new temp sorcerer comes to jujutsu high for some mission and she needs Satoru's help with it. She has some interesting curse technique so Satoru takes an interst on it. Slowly Satoru unknowingly starts spending less time with reader. Everybody but Satoru notices this and Reader asks Satoru out to hang out or go on mission with her but he is always busy. (Really he is an idiot cuz he doesn't realize what he is doing lol) Some time pass and after few days Satoru realizes that he hasn't seen reader so he looks for her but can't find her at school so he tries to call her but he can't reach her so he goes to Shoko to ask about her. Shoko has seen how reader has been feeling down due to Satoru not paying attention to her so she makes up a little white lie and tells reader has been injured during mission so she is resting. Truth is, reader WAS injured. A little cut that just needed 3 stitches. She is just at home binge watching shows and eating her favorite food because she just needed a break. Well Satoru doesn't know that so he comes to her house worried out of his mind just to come and see her chilling at home in pajamas with a little bandage. AND HE STILL FEELS BAD because regardless of how small the injury is, it took him this long to realize he hasn't seen you so he apologizes and then things get heated when you both realize how much you missed each other? (Sorry that was sooooo long😭😭😭 also I'm not good at spicy part so do what you want with it!)

No pressure. Write it if you feel like it because I'm just not sure where this whole idea came from lol.

Thanks!♡

OMG YES. OKAY HERE WE GO. (Sorry for making you wait so long I got caught up.) Apologies rn it seems like a bit of a slow burn.

Gojo×(fem)Reader angst

TW: Angst, some spice (but not smut), stitches 🥲

Unedited 1000ishh wordssss

"SATORU" You screamed watching him get stabed and absolutely murdered by Toji.

"no-" you said, your voice broken

You stood frozen, not even being able to move toward him. You felt useless.

He laid motionless on the ground. Toji steped back with a smirk, admiring his work.

He started to walk when he walk right past you.

"What are you gonna do now that your little boyfriends dead?" He said laughing hysterically.

He kept walking on. You wanted to go and kill him. You wanted him to pay but...if Gojo died to him, he would be no match for you. You thought.

Slowly your foot takes one step forward. And another. And another, reaching Gojo.

Your knees weakend so much you fell to the floor in a puddle of Gojos blood.

Your fingers dung into your palm, you didn't know how to do cursed technique, but you asked Shoko how to do it and she told you. But no after how many attempte you tried over time it never worked.

With tears in your eyes you held onto Gojos arm.

"Come on Satoru, remember what Shoko said. Uhhh you spin it then you channel it? And then you uh..." You tried your best to break it down as much as possible.

"Please Satoru" You said hunching your back over his face, your tears spilling now he, wasn't coming back.

You felt a twitch in his hand and some cursed energy flow through your body.

You gasped. The blood around you started to pulse. He was doing it.

"SATORU, PLEASE, YOUR SO CLOSE" you yelled as you saw his wounds slowly heal up.

"Awww man, I got a major headache" He said sitting up.

You could help but wrap your arms around him.

"Wow looks like someone missed me"

"How'd you know?" You said trying to mask your tears in his blood soaked uniform.

"And that's how I met your mother!" You heard Gojo say to little kid Megumi only giving an eye roll.

I thought you said you never wanted to babysit again? Is what you wanted to say but with Megumi there you didn't want him to think you were trying to get Gojo to get rid of him. Even so, it was obvious that Megumi favoured you way over him.

"Hey! You might wake Megumi!" You whispered harshly as Gojo caged your body between his and the couch.

"Hes dead on the inside, plus I don't think he'd care."

His head leans down slowly locking eyes with you when he's only inches away a small voice comes out of no where.

"Ewwww get a room."

"And that's how we trumatised Meguimi!" You heard Gojo telling the first years.

God he was the devil, when he wasn't bugging you, it was Megumi, poor kid.

"Hey stop embarrassing Megumi" you said giving him a slap on the shoulder.

He looked back at you with a wicked smile.

"So when you stab you want it to be right in the neck and pull all the way down yhe torso and just rip it all the way. I know it works because it killed Gojo-"

"And Y/Ns little heart, she was devastated!" Gojo budded in coming from nowhere.

"I'm teaching here." You said. As soon as he arrived you could feel tensions change, you just didn't know why.

"SENSEI CAN I PRACTICE ON GOJO SENSEI!" Maki said with a cursed object in her hand, looking at him like she was going to do more then practice.

"Fine but if you kill Gojo Sensei then I would-"

"Miss him very dearly and be heart broken forever. Then I'd have to burn all our wedding photos." Gojo finished your sentence for you, how kind.

"Were not even married-"

"Yet. We're not even married yet."

" Are you getting this guy Yuta? He's totally pushing it. No way he deserves y/n." Maki said aiming her knife at Gojos head before throwing it.

He caught it.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I DON'T DESERVE HER? WE HAVE A KID TOGETHER- I WORK MY ASS OFF EVERY DAY JUST SO SHE CAN TEACH YOU!"

"So he is useful for one thing" Panda said.

"HEY"

"And that's how we became engaged!" Gojo was said, explaining 'your relationship' to the new sorcerer who transferred from Kyoto to Tokyo.

You didn't understand why the needed another sorcerer here but you thought it would be good so Gojo could have more time off (as if) and heck you guys might become friends.

"Hey wifey, this is the new transfer sorcerer."

"Hello" you said with a smile reaching your hand out for her to shake.

"I don't see a ring on that finger" She said

"Oh yeah, were not actually married" you said with a nervous laugh

"Interesting" she said shaking your hand.

"I got a bad feeling about her" Maki said seemingly appearing out of nowhere making you jump in surprise.

"Maki? Well, we just met her okay, we can't make these assumptionsabouther right now." You sighed.

"No, shes deffinatly up to something" Nobora said making your head whip around your other side seeing her with her arms crossed.

"Oh common, maybe that's just the vibe she gives off"

"Yeah people who plan evil things give off that vibe" Panda said behind you.

"Alright okay all we have to do is tolerate her, don't have to like her, but tolerate her at least."

Sure enough not long after that you'd walk around campus and see her clinging onto Gojo's arm laughing at all his jokes. Maybe your students were right.

"No, no your doing it wrong, you go from the torso and rip it right up"

"Yeah right lady, let me just do my thing and you do yours." Maki said annoyed at the woman 'correcting' her.

"Well I'm actually a teacher now so I'd think that I am qualified to mentor you." She said with a grin.

"After all the Zenin clans failure should get all the help she can, right?"

"WHY YOU BITC-"

"Maki? What going on here?" You asked seeing her trying to hold back on staring the woman.

"It seems they aren't very open to criticism" she sranled looking away from you.

"She insulted me about my clan like the little maggot she is, getting under my skin like that. Gross"

"I was just saying the obvious." She rolled her eyes.

"Look, don't insult my students, Maki is one of the strongest sources I know and she worked hard to get here." You said looking at her pissed.

How dare she insult your students. Who dose she think she is?

"Look Miss..."

"Oh you can call me Mrs Gojo."

Your eye twitched. You got to be kidding me.

"If were going to have problems i'll have to tell you to just stay away from my class."

"Oh nobody told you? Well since I moved here Satoru was kind enough to help me get a position in teaching, now your class is my class."

"What? No they can't just do that?" you said now furious

"They can and they did." She said with a smirk.

"Have fun in the feild!" She said looking at you walk away all the way to Yaga's office.

"EXPLAIN YOUR SELF!" You shouted pulling open Yaga's door with pure anger running through your vains.

"We need you out on more missions Y/N, there's been a sudden rise in curses and we need you to help."

"So send the other damn woman!" You said fist slaming down into his desk.

" Your a special grade, shes not even close compared to you."

" Thanks but I don't take flattery as a form of persuasion, give me back my class, I'll work twice the missions after if thats what it takes-"

"No, It's no good to over work yourself" A voice said behind you.

"Satoru, did you know about this?" You said turing your head to him feeling betrayed.

"Hes not wrong y/n there are more curses now, more then even I can handle right now."

"Traitor" you mumbled as you aggressively pushed your way past him bumping his shoulder.

"I hope your right about this" Yaga said looking at Gojo who has his head down.

You were in no power to over turn both Gojo and Yagas decidion so you ended up drowning yourself in missions and everyone you took, the more carless you became. You just let whatever happen happen, a scratch on you? Whatever. Stitches? Okay sure. Cast? what a downer.

Nothing seemed to bother you anymore, nothing motivated you.

"Thanks Shoko but its okay, I'll just put a bandage on it. Wouldn't want to waste your time, plus I got another mission to get to."

"Are you kidding me y/n, its bad enough you don't smoke at all but also the fact you keep coming here almost every hour with a different injury." She said taking a deep inhale of her cigarette.

"Well you know, I got no students, No class room, teaching assistants..." You think of the time Gojo spent dropping into your classes daily and how it would always be a joyful atmosphere. But that rat took your place.

"You know what Y/N? I'm sending you home for a full week, and you have to stay home the entire time. No missions, no Jujutsu. Doctors orders." She said writing a note on her clip board.

You sighed "Thanks Shoko." Even though you didn't want to your body felt so exhausted and so did your mind.

So you got up and walked out of Jujutsu high, when you walked out the field you saw Gojo and ... that woman with your students all on the oval making your heart throb in you chest. You clutched at your shirt hoping this choking feeling would go away.

"Hey Shoko, have you seen Y/N lately? She hasn't spoken much, plus the kids started skipping class since she left."

"When haven't I seen her? She comes here after every mission with a new injury, man you should have seen the last one, nasty, nasty gash just pouring blood every where like she was a fountain" She exaugurated.

"WHAT?!"

"Eh ya'know Y/N stuff, she stopped caring about her self so I ordered her to stay home for a week after her, lets see, 15th visit IN AN HOUR." She said placing a clip board down beside her.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU MENTION THIS EARLIER?!" Gojo said teleporting before Shoko could even respond.

Knock Knock

You almost missed the sound of the knocking, you had the T.V on a high volume to buzz out your reality. You get up and walk through the door, hand on the door knob before you stop.

"If that's you Gojo, i'm busy, I have a mission in 2 minutes." You lied hoping you could drive him away.

"No you don't, Shoko told me the prescription. No curses for a week." He said.

"Now open the door."

Slowly you turned the handle and pulled the door open. There Gojo stood just staring at you. You couldn't physically see him stare but you could feel it, all 6 eyes.

"Was that it?" He asked gesturing toward the small Cinnemaroll bandage on you head.

"Yeah, can you believe it, a week off for this" you said trying to put on a playful tone but it died in your throat.

"You and I both know that that's not the reason for the week off"

"And? You and I both know the reason it happened in the first place. You betrayed me, replaced me, what for? For that...that woman!" you said anger starting to rise.

"Oh is someone jealous?" he asked trying to lighten the mood.

"Look Gojo just go tell that lady your jokes if your trying to crack any, i'm sure it boosts your ego to when she laughs." You sigh going to close the door on him.

His arm reaches out holding the door open before walking into your room.

"Y/N I'm telling you right now, on my life, there is nothing i want with that woman, she just sticks around a lot and is kind of helpless, so we out her in teaching"

"Yeah. And she thinks that to huh? Calling her self Mrs Gojo and all huh." You said watching as he closed the door behind him.

"What? She did? besides the point okay, you want the truth? I dont like her, I even told Yaga to send her back to Kyoto, your not you right now but you need to see that it hurt me to-"

"Why? because she took your spot as the strongest or something? Replaced you? She-"

"Because I like you."

The room fell silent.

"Its not worth keeping anyone around if their going to drive you away from me. Because I really do want to be more than just what we are now, whatever it is." He said leaning closer to you, making you move all the way to the arm of your couch.

"Well maybe you should have thought about that before, because I always...I always waited for you, but every time you just turned it into a joke, I don't want to be a joke to you Satoru but you make me one"

He takes a bigger step forward, wrapping his arms around you, making you fall onto the couch backwards.

"I'm sorry" He said moving strands of your hair aside and kissing the bandaid.

"I just...I want to move on" You said feeling his hand slowly travel down your head to your neck, gently drawing patterns on it.

"Why?" he said now leaning down and kissing the nape of your neck.

"Because- you'll never need me, when theres something, some one new i'll just be cast aside again." You said feeling tears pool in your eyes.

He hovers his head above yours.

"That's not true." he said before brushing his lips over yours.

"The problem is- I can't move on from you" You said finally feeling his lips on yours.

He pulled away wiping the tears from your eyes.

You heard his breath hitch as he went back down and gave you another kiss, but this one was more passionate, filled with all emotions. One of his hands glides up your thigh while the other went behind your head trying to get his tounge in deeper.

"I'll never hurt you again, I promise."

Your arms wandered up his shirt feeling the out lines of his chiseled abs. Slowly you could feel his chest rise up and down as things got more heated and you found your self pulling him closer to.

That night you almost forgot about the past few days as Gojo just kept littering your skin with kisses and hickeys. You wished the Kyoto lady was still there so you could show them off.

AUTHORS NOTE: @mo0nforme I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, USUALLY IM FAST-ER. I just got busy for a few days but now i'm back to posting regularly so, yay? Hope you liked it thanks for reading. reblogs r goot

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bltzgore · 7 months

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I doth drabble...

Background info:

Whumpee is being held at the base of a group of whumpers (maybe for interrogation, or ransom, or maybe just entertainm). There is this sort of arena where some of the whumpers like to take turns beating whumpee in the cement floor. This scene comes on the tail end of one of those beatings.

Tw: broken bones (specifically ribs), collapses lungs, blood in the lungs, bruising, strong language, mentions of sci-fi augments, pain relief drugs

Laying on their stomach was brutal. Whumpee wasn't sure they still had a fully intact rib left in their torso. But they were exhausted. This round had only gone three hours, not the shortest, but hardly the longest they'd suffered through.

This didn't change how horrendously the position they were laying in made their entire chest burn, and their lungs practically spasm with the strain.

They needed to move. They needed to breath properly.

So, Whumpee began to arrange their hands against the ground, well, one of their hands. Their left shoulder had stopped working right since the particularly vicious handling whumpee had received about an hour and a half into this session.

Still, they worked against the shaking of their right arm and pressed up. Slowly, they shifted the weight off their abused chest cavity and were rewarded with a fuller breath.

Whumpee was figuring out which way to let themselves back down when there was a sudden pressure on their back that dissuped the careful architecture of their current position.

Whumpee crashed back onto their stomach. The second they made contact with the floor, their world went black. Their mouth gaped in a scream, but their lungs were on fire. Nothing left their mouth but a strained wheeze like sob.

The world pieced itself back together in patches, their vision crept back at a snails pace, as they tried to handle the shock and the lack of oxygen.

The pressure, which had now been identified as Whumpers foot, pressed down harder, making whumpee gasp and immediately regret it, siezing up with rabid heavy tears. The less oxygen their body got the more it struggled, forcing whumpee to squirm and aggravate almost all their existing injuries in the process.

Whumper grinned, "That's right, you fuckin' worm." They dug the toe of their boot into whumpee's back.

Whumpee's spine arched, and their face contorted. They felt their ribs scraping together and displacing, stabing new holes into their lungs, crushing into everything they were supposed to protect.

"Can't even scream." Whumper laughed, deep and satisfied, "how pathetic can you get?"

Whumpee's vision was fraying at the edges, pain lighting up every corner of their body as they writhed under the pressure. Whumper was right, they were a worm.

Whumper removed their boot and let whumpee breathe, unconscious creatures were no fun.

Whumpee tried to breathe in. They tried so hard, but they couldn't breathe deep enough to get their vision to clear. They could at least stay awake though. That was something, right?

Tears ran down whumpee's face without permission, whumper sneered, and pulled whumpee's head up by their hair. "Damn, you look awful. With that many broken bones, maybe it'd be more humane to put you down." They laughed at their own joke, "You want that little worm? Want me to make it all stop?"

Whumpee blinked heavily as their view of whumper cycled through degrees of blur. They weren't sure they wanted to hear themselves answer that question.

Whumper had opened their mouth to continue when from across the room-

"Hey! The hell are you doing? The boss said 'e needs 'em alive, dumbass."

Whumper dropped their grip on whumpee's hair and stood, turning to go address the source of the voice. "I wasn't actually gonna do it, caretaker."

"The hell you weren't." They muttered, then more directly, "You're time is up anyway, get the fuck out you freak."

Whumper sighed, "Yeah yeah." And started off. "Patch 'em up better this time, maybe then they won't break so easy." Heading out through the door.

Caretaker growled something more obscene than usual and climbed up onto the arena floor. They knelt next to whumpee, who was trying to move again, lacking the lung capacity to cry properly.

Caretaker set the makeshift medical kit down and gently drew whumpee off the floor, taking the weight mercifully off their torso. They shifted how they were sitting just enough to lean whumpee's back against their chest to keep the weight pressing against bones that weren't as damaged.

They could feel all of the small movements whumpee's muscles were making in their failing attempts to protect themselves. All of the light twitching of muscle that had been pushed to their brink. They could feel whumpee trying to breathe. Stuttering, wheezing, shaking.

With the gentle treatment, whumpee's body had a free moment to remember the fluid building up in their lungs. Whumpee tried to cough, and it was hell. A spray of red on the cement floor and their world went white. Their sobbing picked up enough to just be heard over the wheezing. But their body didn't take the hint, it just wanted to expel the collecting blood.

"I know, kid, I know." Caretaker soothed, holding them up with one arm and rooting through their medical supplies with the free hand. It stopped on the cool glass of the syringe and brought it out. Caretaker closed their teeth on the cap and tugged it off. "This'll help, just hold on for me." They forced the needle into whumpee's arm and pressed down the plunger, sending the clear liquid in, to work its magic.

As it took effect caretaker layed them back on the floor for assessment.

A gentle warmth slowly traveled through whumpee, pooling in places where the pain was heaviest, and making it hard to think. That was ok with whumpee though, they didn't want to think anymore. Not about the agony, not about the hopelessness, not about how they had almost said yes to whumper.

Whumpee felt a hand on their cheek, thumb carefully brushing away a new tear. They leaned into it, and whimpered. The only soft touch in weeks. "Evrything h-hurts." They whispered.

Caretaker felt their heart clench, but they kept it out of their voice, "I know, kid. I'm gonna fix it."

Caretaker started by investigating what was clearly going to be the biggest problem. The ribs. So they carefully drew up whumpee's shirt. Holy shit. What had whumper been thinking?!

Whumpee's skin was a galaxy of black and blue, with sick undertones of yellow and un-oxygenated red. When their chest rose it rose wrong, there were inconsistencies... dents, in the usual contours of the ribcage, and places that reshuffled themselves as they moved.

For a moment, Caretaker was paralyzed. This was such a mess. They weren't even sure how many ribs could be saved. They were going to have to open up and replace, and they barely even knew how to- caretaker shut down the spiral. They needed to think clearly... as clearly as they could.

First, the things they knew they could do. Drain the blood from the lungs and the air from the chest cavity. Then, they could worry about reconstruction. Because that's what this was going to require, if whumpee was going to live, much less live through another one of the doubtlessly impending beatings whumper or whumper 2 was going to give them the moment caretaker stepped away they needed to open-

Caretaker caught the spiral again, focusing back on their breathing, slowing it.

"It's bad-" They stopped for a few half breaths, blinking slowly, and looking up through half lidded eyes, "isn't it?"

Caretaker looked down at whumpee. They hadn't realized it had shown. They hadn't meant to let it slip. But they wouldn't lie, "Yeah, whumpee. It's bad."

"Am I- g-gonna?" They couldn't say it.

"No." Caretaker was sure this time, "Not if I can help it."

"I-its gonna h-urt though, i-isn't it?"

"Yes."

#whump #whumpee #caretaker #whumper #whump prompt #whump scenario #whump drabble #beating #tw broken bones #broken ribs #broken bones #bltz loves ribs #tw language

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idk-ig-7 · 7 months

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freelancer back story (idk what else to title this)

So this is my first time posting my writing so pls be nice, but constructive criticism is welcome!

TW: burning, mentioned abuse, drugging, fire, running away, alcohol, over-all rlly angsty

The rain hit my back like bullets. The burns felt like they were stabing me again. "I have to go" I thought as I watched the house burn. I knew it would go out soon because of the rain, so I wasn't that worried about leaving him in there. I started walking. Running. My feet his the pavement, over and over again. Finally being able to run away from all of this. All of the hurt. All of the pain. All of the disappointment. Coming home and seeing him drunk on the couch. Seeing him bust into my room and steal all of my savings that I had worked for. Hours upon hours upon hours, of scrubing floors, cleaning toilets, serving food, taking shifts, and then coming home and taking care of him. All of the money I was saving to finally get out of here, gone in the blink of an eye, so he could have one more sip. I finally got to run from the long nights I spent awake because I was scared of what he might do to me if I fell asleep. I finally got to leave.

After he stole my money the first time, I started to put some of it in savings and just tell him they deducted my pay. I saved untill I had enough to buy a computer. I saved untill I had enough to by an apartment. Dhalia. A fresh start. A corner stone city, where I could finally learn why I am, the way I am.

"Keep running" I tell myself. I have to keep going.

I had a plan. After work today, I was going to make him tea and slip some sleeping pills into it, just to make sure he would be out. I would grab all the cash I could find in the house, grab my bag and run. That's not what happend. I was nervous. "Hey, I'm back." "Good, get me a drink!" He was already tipsy. I sighed. "How about I make us both some tea. It's perfect weather for it." I say faking a smile and looking out at the windy storm from the window in the kitchen. "Sure, whatever. Just hurry up." "Yes sir." I walked into my room and set my things down. After I changed into some comfortable clothes, I grabbed the pill, and put it into my pocket. If this was going to work, I was going to have to be very careful. I walked into the kitchen. I put some water on the stove and waited. My mind and heart were racing. Little did I know. The kettle started to scream. "THE HELL'S THAT NOISE!" he screamed from the recliner. I flinched at the sound of his voice and immediately moved the kettle on the counter. "Sorry sir. It won't happen again." "It better not, or that kettle wont be the only one screaming." Ouch. Sometimes the things he said stung more than the wounds he would give. I poured the hot water into a mug and placed a tea bag inside. I then placed the kettle back on the stove. Not wanting to let the water get cold, I left the stove top on. Strike one. I opened the spout of the kettle. "Now it won't make any noise." I thought. Strike two. I grabbed the pill from my pocket and slipped it into his tea, watching him like a hawk. If he saw me I would be killed, or worse... "what's taking you so damn long?" "Sorry sir, just wanted it to cool off a little so it wouldn't burn you." I said as I stirred the tea. I didn't put any honey or milk in. I didn't have time. He was growing inpatient. Third strike. "Here you go." I said placing the tea on the table next to his chair. Before he could complain again I scurried off to my room. Slowly I shut the door. I took a breath. And I grabbed the Jar. I searched under my mattress. Under all of my dressers. Anything. A dollar. I took it. A courter. I took it. A penny. I took it. I shoved it all in the bag. It had been about 10 minutes of searching. I set my bag down on the floor next to my door and opened it just enough so I could see his chair. He was out. "That was easier then I thought." Little did I know. I turned and looked around my room. One last time. Even though it holds so many bad memories, it was still my safe place while I was here. "Goodbye." Smaller then a whisper. I can't wake him. I slowly creep toward the front door. "A few more steps and I'm free." At least that's what I thought. "What are you doing?" My head snapped. Oh no. My heart dropped. "Answer the damn QUESTION!" Silence. I could not move. I could not speak. I could not breathe. His hands were now gripping my arms. Nails digging into my skin. "Did you really think you were gonna get away with trying to drug me? Huh? DID YOU?!" It's all over. Might as well be honest. "I'm leaving." I grip the strap of my bag and try to stand my ground. I turned away from him and faced the door. Reaching towards the door knob. I don't remember much. I don't remember the way he jumped on my back. I don't remember the sound of the water pouring from the hot kettle onto me. I don't rember sending it flying across the room with my powers. I don't rember his confusion before my powers started a small fire on the stove top. I don't rember screaming and kicking and punching and biting untill I could finally leave. I don't rember ripping my shirt from my skin. I don't rember the pain that came from the fabric riping through my burns. I don't rember striking out.

I can stop now. My hands came to my knees. My lungs ached for a wave of air to come crashing into them. I let myself walk. It had been hours at this point. The rain had cleared up a while ago, so I could actually see now. But of course my GPS wasn't working And now I can't help but realize how hungry I am. So hungry. I haven't eaten since Monday. So how many days is that? Six? I don't know. I just need food. I keep walking. Starting to slow. Untill I see it. The bright sign standing out in the dark. A 7/11. Food. I can feel magic oozing out of the place. Someone empowered. Someone who knows where to go. I slide a shirt from my bag on, barely being able to manage the pain of having something brush against my skin. But I can't stop now. I'm so close. I wrap my hand around the door handle and pull. Opening a new chapter of my life.

#redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted asmr #redacted fandom #redacted fanfic #redacted gavin #redacted freelancer #Writing #fanfiction #redacted listener

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im-tempted · 2 years

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Wtf

#my whole head hurts #it feels like my skulls to small #this is so ouch #stabing pain everywhere?#i hate bodys #i have no idea what caused this #anyway gonna go to bed #im totally fine #crow fucking around #tw ingury

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sneeb-canons · 9 months

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Tw! For general violence(should I add stabbing? It technically counts) gun violence (not sure if I should add this but I think this counts) temporary character death! Through electrocution and beheading? Idk I'm basically just admitting to torturing characters I like for no reason for a paragraph or so

Hi! I'm back! I've got a lot of headcanons so expect me to be back again

Basically all of the trio has hurt each other in the past leaveing them permanently very damaged (both physically and emotionally)

Heart shot mind(obviously) and scratched out Souls eye, Mind blinded Heart and electrocuted Soul, and Soul stabed Heart in response to being scratched and beheaded Mind

Soul and Mind technically died to each other but they can't die unless they go through 🌈Tridential regicide🌈(I'm sorry for the meme) so they're fine... physically

-🐦‍⬛💜

Headcanon #9

#submission #chonny jash #thanks for the tw list

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copwef · 5 months

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Rottmnt: atoning part 1/3

Tw: Death, mentions of suicidal thoughts

Leo doesn't remember what happened. All he remembers is throwing Casey through the portal, fighting the krang hound's to prevent them from going through the portal before it closed, and then red hot PAIN.

He thinks for a minute. He remembers what he did. No, what he made Mikey do. He had ordered his youngest brother to sacrifice himself for a CHANCE at victory. He wants to cry at the mere thought of what he did. He wants to scream in agony, but he can barely move. His body burns, yet somehow he is alive.

He hears footsteps. Metallic, powerful, and big footsteps. Before he can even attempt to move his head, he hears the voice of the person he hates more than almost anyone in the world.

Krang prime: I know you're alive, green creature. I made sure that the lazer wasn't enough to kill you, but it was enough to make you wish you were dead.

Leo wants to fight krang prime. He wants to beat him, torture him, KILL him. He wants nothing more in this moment than to fulfill the one mission he has left. Avenge his brothers. But he doesn't try to get up. He knows he lost. Why make himself suffer even more when krang prime is about to kill him anyway. He closes his eyes, waiting for krang prime to finish him off.

But he doesn't... Instead he keeps talking.

Krang prime: You green creatures were really annoying. No matter what we tried you always kept coming back. But as I told you, the day we killed the red one and the grey one. Strength will ALWAYS prevail. After they fell, the orange one regained he dumb magic tricks. But the purple one wasn't so lucky. All he had where his dumb machines. We captured him and looked into his mind. He was quite smart. He seems to have been your only hope for victory. But after he was dead and we knew your secrets, You NEVER stood a chance.

Leo tenses up at the mention of his fallen family. He remembers the day his father and raph died. A bunch of krang had broken into the lair and destroyed Donnie's defences. Mikey's arm was broken. Ralph and splinter had given everything they had to keep them safe. But Splinter's back problems were acting up and it got him killed. Raph's emotions got the better of him and he was stabed through the chest.

Leo and Donnie were heartbroken but Mikey... He was the most sad and the most ANGRY. He had somehow gotten his mystic powers back, and he FRIED all the krang. But the sewers were already compromised. They had to leave their home for the second time.

As for Donnie, they snuck some krang into S.H.E.L.D.O.N and when Donnie was on a mission, they captured him. They had invaded his mind, stole valuable intell about the location and interworking of the resistance, and killed him.

After that they. Leo and Mikey decided to do one final fight against the krang. They planned that if it had failed that Leo and Casey, along with any survivors would go through the portal to the past. However there where no survivors, and Leo, feeling the guilt of everything he had done, just wanted to DIE.

Krang prime: I think you know you lost. We have killed all of your family, and every single member of your pathetic resistance. But I bet your wondering why we haven't killed you. After the headache you caused for us we have decided a quick death is to good for you. With your injurys you won't make it to tomorrow. Now go, enjoy your last day in the hell you caused.

Krang prime walked away. Alongside him, all other krang left aswell. Leo was alone, lying in the Battlefield. He doesn't know how long he laid there. But after a while. A thought came into his head. It caused him pain, but as he got up, he began to speak.

Leo: I was the one who lost the key. This is all my fault. All of those death's, the death's of my family. I caused them all.

Leo paused, usually when he was talking like this Mikey was there to tell him it wasn't his fault. But now, he was alone. Leo continued talking.

Leo: I can't fix my mistake. But I can atone for what I did to my family.

Summoning strength he didn't know he had, Leo grabbed his sword, and began the walk to the old lair.

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This was originally just going to be one part. But my hand is starting to hurt from all this typing. This story is going to have a bittersweet ending as there is no hope to beat the krang. This story will take place over the course of one day.

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the tmnt movie #rottmnt fanfiction #angst

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