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FATHER, CAN I DIE?
✶﹒ platonic yandere! manhwa fathers x suicidal/overworked daughter! reader.
tw : suicide attempt, neglect, blood, etc.
erno etam
erno is a psychopath, or atleast— that's how you see him. at first, this guy pay no attention to you at all. but he doesn't neglected you (or atleast that's what your maids were saying to make you feel better). he still gives you whatever you want and needed, give you clothings, house and foods. but affection? nah, there's no way he will love someone boring as you.
erno sees everyone as chess pieces, and yes, unfortunately you were also one of those chess pieces. yes, you were an important piece because of your abilities when it comes on magic and military tactics. but it doesn't changed the fact that he can dispose of you whenever he wanted.
and maybe because of his treatment to you and how everyone ridicule you because of erno's treatment. became the last straw to make you do that thing. and damn, the maid who saw your half dead body laying on your research lab and with your slashed throat— got traumatized. to the point that after she saw you like that and called the doctor and the other members of the etam family, she resigned and unfortunately a year after become crazy.
but it wasn't the same for erno. because the time that he saw that sight— he became interested. he remembered when he saw you for the first time as a baby. how you held his finger as if it was your own way to say that you wants to live.
when you woken up, you were disappointed to see the face of your younger siblings as well as your grandfather who scolded you to the point that your ears were about to burst. but what caught your attention was erno who started acting like a proper father for the first time. and seeing that glint on his eyes, the excitement that you felt for the first time started to disappear when you realized that— ah, damn. this is another game for erno's perspective.
nevertheless, you still gave him what he wanted. a perfect oldest daughter who will never disappoint him. you showed him a façade that he wanted. and with the months where he acted like a proper and perfect father who adores his daughter. you realized one thing and you couldn't help but to scoff as your hand traced the bandage around your neck. this guy, he finds you interesting for the first time— he finds the fact that his daughter almost killed herself, he finds the sight of his daughter half dead and bleeding— interesting.
it makes your stomach churn, it was disgusting— he is disgusting. you couldn't help but to wonder why in the are you so desperate to have his attention before? damn it.
but since this is what he wanted, you couldn't help but to think— why can't you give what he wanted? the sight of you dying and bleeding to death? and that's how your suicide attempts started. at first, it was simple such as poisoning yourself, drowning, etc. at first you used the methods where you were sure that it wouldn't hurt you that much.
and erno doesn't know why— he only spent few months acting like a proper father to you. but the sight of you unconscious in your bed was enough to make his hand shook. was it because of fear? why is he scared in the first place?
he spent a week trying to think about the reason. but then, while he was on the palace— he got a message from home saying that you jumped from the castle inside the etam estate. and now, he realized why the hell is he scared. hurrying to get back home, the only thing that erno has inside his mind was his daughter.
those times you tried to impress him, those times that you tried to get his attention, those times that you crave for his affection. and those times when he carried you as a newborn for the first time. erno realized that he fucked up— to the point that he couldn't do anything to change it anymore.
and after once he got home, he was welcomed by the sight of his daughter— sitting down on her bed with bandage around your head and those lifeless eyes of yours. erno felt as if he wanted to cry. and by the time he heard that you got amnesia because of what happened. erno was delighted— delighted by the fact that he was given another chance to fix your relationship. a chance to redeem his self.
but maybe, because of what he did before— no matter what he do. you became obsessed on dying. and your how do we quote it? "turning in new leaf" father got scared that you might succeed in doing that.
and that was the time he resorted onto something that he knew will affect your life, but he doesn't care. you have him, he will take care of you— you don't have to worry. your father got your back.
the only thing that you remembered before erno broke your legs and arms was the series of apologies that he whispered on your ear. and now, you become dependent to him just like what he wanted. don't worry, your father won't disappoint you this time.
“ i know it hurts, little cupcake. but this is what happens when you don't listen to father's requests!"
#manhwa x reader#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere x y/n#yandere headcanons#yandere manhwa#yandere manhwa x reader#platonic yandere#platonic yandere x reader#erno etam#I'm being raised by villains#imagines#headcannons#platonic yandere headcannons#tw.suicide#tw.yandere
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I cut out the sex scene because it bordered on Noncon. This is pure horror, it’s not even meant to be seen as romantic.
Yandere Baki Short Stories: Monster
Yandere Cheater Hanayama x Afab Reader
TW: HORROR, Suicide (fake death), depressing themes, angst, delusion, Yandere behavior,etc
(Your name) blankly stared at the passport in her hands. this was it… She was finally leaving her neglectful husband. She would turn over a new leaf and live her life for herself for once.
No more arranged marriage. No more loneliness. No more sleepless nights from the women he’d bring to his room. (Your name) would finally be at peace.
The wind ran its fingers through her hair and tousled a bit. She wished the comfort was an actual person rather than the icy wind but life didn’t quite work out that way. She was a woman born into a crime family but she had no interest in continuing the legacy her family intended her to.
(Your name) had no desire to be a pawn piece used as a peace treaty amongst the rival family. She wanted love. She wanted to live. (Your name) didn’t want to be the submissive, demure wife of an oyabun who constantly fraternized with other women.
She tried to make it work, she truly did. She tried talking to him whenever she had the chance, she tried to cook for him, organize his schedule, do his paperwork, and she even tried to get him to walk with her in his rose garden, but he’d flat out ignore her. She merely wanted to make their relationship tolerable, she wouldn’t even care if he wanted to continue to see those promiscuous women so long as they were amicable with each other. Yet he hated her because she was the daughter of the rival gang that killed his father.
Hanayama Kaoru was as cold as ice. His heart permanently locked up and unthawable. If (your name) stayed in that manor and went through with the marriage, she had no doubt she’d be miserable with him for the rest of her life… so she did what any sane person would do. She ran.
(Your name) would start a life in a different country with a new name. She would be selfish… faking her death wasn’t even a hard task to do. She simply wrote some depressing diary entries that would bring an angsty teen to shame. She even wrote a suicide letter.
Poor, clumsy (your name) jumped off a cliff and drowned in the murky ocean never to be seen again. It was fool proof.
(Your name) adjusted the sunglasses on her face and continued her journey into the airport. Her small suitcase rolled behind her, the wheels clacked against the brick road.
It was the start of a dream… or so she thought.
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Hanayama laid in his bed in thought. Where was she? (Your name) would usually be here around nine in the morning to make sure he was up…
Hanayama sat up in his bed and pushed the woman that was draped across his chest off. His dark eye turned toward the door. Why wasn’t she here?
Hanayama wrapped a robe around his bare body and made his way out of his room. He ignored the grumbles of his latest bed warmer to instead try to figure out where his wife was. Why wasn’t she here?
Hanayama noticed how quiet the manor was and it unnerved him…
Hanayama was shocked to see there was no breakfast made for him in his office and no (your name) in there to greet him… where was she?
Hanayama then paused. Maybe she decided to leave him alone like he asked?
Hanayama sighed and nodded. Yes… that’s what happened. She must have finally decided to listen to him!
And so Hanayama went on to continue his day but the dread in his stomach hadn’t gone away.
His gut knew there was something horribly amiss.
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A week had gone by since Hanayama had last seen (your name). His glass of water was no longer full beside him and his desk was unorganized. Hanayama’s meals weren’t made correctly and his schedule was in disarray.
A week without her and Hanayama now realized just how much his wife did… and it bothered him.
Hanayama stood outside the door of her room with a frown. He should talk to her… he needed her help with the paperwork.
“Wife. Are you in there?” Yet there was no response. He felt his hair stand up on his arm as alarm bells loudly rung in his head. She always answered him… she would have ran to him if he came to see her first.
Hanayama slid the door open to her room and was shocked to see how plain it was. This room didn’t look like it belonged to the wife of an oyabun. This room looked like a servant’s. Where were the decorations and the clothes?
Hanayama felt his stomach twist when he noticed just how little she owned and how cold it was in here. Was this why she’d ask for blankets? Why she wanted to go shopping?
Hanayama felt guilt sink into him. He was an awful husband- what was that?
Hanayama began to tremble in fear at the letter on her desk. His hands shakily opened it to read its contents. And not even after the first paragraph, he ran out the door.
She couldn’t have killed herself… she wouldn’t have. She loved being here with him. She loved him. She’d never do that.
Hanayama ignored the shouts of his men as he ran onto the cliff behind the Hanayama compound. His heart drummed in his ears from his scared he was. She was okay… she didn’t actually do it…
But the sandals at the edge of the cliff told Hanayama everything he needed to know.
Hanayama’s hands shook as he picked up the dainty, worn out sandals. Tears gathered in his eyes in realization.
(Your name) jumped off this cliff and it was all his fault…
Hanayama heard his men shout as they paused behind him in shock.
“Send out a search party to find my wife’s body.” Hanayama ordered his men who obeyed. They quickly left him to his own devices.
Hanayama held the sandals close to his chest as the tears began to fall. His wife… his poor wife.
This was all his fault.
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(Your name) really loved her life in Hawaii. It was such a beautiful island and the people were so friendly!
(Your name) smiled as she laid in the sun to tan. She wondered if Hanayama was finally happy since she was out of his hair?
She shook her head to get rid of the thought. Why did she care if her neglectful husband was happy? It’s not like he ever cared about her happiness…
Hanayama never went on walks with her and he never ate a single meal with her. Hell, they never consummated their marriage. He went to bed with some other woman on their wedding night just to let her know how he felt about her.
Hanayama probably left for joy when he found that letter. He no longer had to deal with such an awful wife and he was free to do whatever his heart pleased so (your name) should do the same.
(Your name) went back to enjoying her drink. It was better to forget the old life she had, it’s not like Hanayama ever cared about her in the first place.
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(Your name)’s funeral was practically empty save for Hanayama and Kizaki. It made Hanayama feel even worse that her own family didn’t even come.
Her body was never found either so her sandals would be buried. It made this whole ordeal even more depressing.
Hanayama had read her diary and was so distraught to find out just how much she cared for him. Of how she had originally really wanted their relationship to work since she didn’t have love at home. But she eventually just wanted to be friends if he didn’t want to ever touch her. To at least be civil with one another if he couldn’t love her.
(Your name) would write about how she had always wanted to go on a date or just a walk in his rose garden. Of how she just wanted to spend time with the husband that hated her. Of how she’d like to start gaze with him and listen to his troubles… he never deserved her.
Hanayama felt like the worse man in the world because she had ended her own life to make him happy. To leave him alone like he wanted her to… but he no longer wanted that.
“They always say you don’t know what you have until it’s gone…” Hanayama whispered as he placed a rose on (your name)’s casket. “I will never touch anyone else ever again. I will atone for my sin of neglecting you.”
Kizaki frowned at how distraught his boss was. (Your name) was a really sweet young woman but he didn’t think Hanayama would be so affected by her death. He’d give him time to move on, Kizaki was sure Hanayama would be back to normal in no time…
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Hanayama now slept in (your name)’s old room. It was so cold in there but he felt closer to his wife… like she was here with him.
Hanayama would bury himself into her pillow and inhale her soft scent every night to help him sleep. He missed her so much… he missed his beautiful wife.
Hanayama often dreamt of her smiling at him when she used to bring him breakfast. Of how her face would light up whenever she’d ask about the rose garden… he swore he heard her voice from time to time. (Your name) haunted him.
Sometimes he’d dream that she was still here and she was pregnant with their first child. Vivid images conjured in his mind of her smiling face as the two of them had a picnic together in the rose garden she loved so much. Or maybe even the two of them visiting Hawaii together so she could swim with the dolphins?
Hanayama would never forgive himself for what he destroyed. For how he pushed his wife to do such a horrible thing. Hanayama would punish himself till the day he died for being the reason such a sunny person was snuffed out of existence.
“I miss you so much, (your name). I’m sorry… I’m sorry.”
Hanayama apologized to her every night in her room, he just wanted her back… he wanted his wife back so he could make it all better to her.
If she reappeared before him, he’d be the perfect man for her. Hanayama would take her out on dates and have her sit beside him as he did paperwork. He’d sleep beside her and he’d make love to her every night.
Hanayama would be the ideal husband if she was alive. Yet that was all a dream he had… or so he thought.
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Half a year had went by and Hanayama looked worse for wear. He had bags under his eyes and his face was a bit gaunt. Kizaki began to be worried sick about Hanayama.
“How about a vacation?” Kizaki offered Hanayama. “You could go to Hawaii?”
Hanayama felt his heart clench at the mention of that island. (Your name) had always wanted to visit there… she wrote about it in her diary.
Kizaki frowned at Hanayama until the large man rose up. “Yes… I think that’s will be nice.”
Hopefully Hanayama pulled himself together on that little trip.
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Hanayama felt his heart stop when he arrived to the hotel in Hawaii. There she was… there was (your name)! But how was she alive? Was this some sick twist of fate?
“I can help whosever next-“ (your name) felt her eyes nearly bulge out of her head when he ex husband stood before her. What was he doing here-
She was suddenly pulled over the counter and into his large arms as he latched onto her like a lifeline. His face buried into her hair while his nose greedily inhaled her scent. She was real… she was alive!
(Your name) tried to pull away from him but Hanayama’s grip was inescapable. His whole body trembled in relief. “(Your name)… I’m so happy you’re alive. Let’s go home.”
“I think you’re mistaken-“ (your name) gasped when Hanayama suddenly kissed her. His large lips practically swallowed hers in a hungry kiss. Why was her ex husband so strange? He’s never cared about her before, hell, he’s never kissed her before. So why did he act like they were long lost lovers?
“Let’s go home. I’m going to make everything right this time. I think the boat is still at the dock so this must be destiny...” (Your name) could do little to change the Oyabun’s mind. The giant threw her over his shoulder like a savage as he carried her out of her job at the hotel.
“Hanayama, please let me down-“
“I read your diary every single day since you disappeared. I’m going to make it all right.” Hanayama quietly rambled. “I will live the rest of my life as your one and only husband. There will never be anyone else, if you want I’ll get rid of them.”
“That’s unnecessary-“
“It is necessary.” Hanayama interrupted her with a sigh. “I have to atone for my grave sin of negligence.”
Hanayama set her down on the boat before he gestured to the bewildered crew to take them back to Japan. The silence was so thick, a knife could cut through it.
A few moments went by, the sound of waves and the engine of the boat their only soundtrack until Hanayama’s deep voice spoke up.
“When we get home, we can walk together in the rose garden.” Hanayama engulfed her small hands in his large palms. “We can have another wedding and this time, we can consummate our marriage properly.”
Hanayama sighed dreamily when he brought her hands up to cup his cheeks. “I’ll spoil you this time around. I forgive you for your little runaway attempt but this time I’m never letting you go.”
(Your name) gulped as pure terror swallows her whole. This man was no longer her old husband, this was a man who had gone completely insane with guilt to the point he didn’t realize what reality was… this was a monster.
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nd culture is being upset for no reason whatsoever and unable to pin what's wrong so you end up super sad and hating life and passively wanting to die. but then you have a manic episode where you love life and everyone and everything and you just can't see any bad. and then theres the middle where you binge watch a show all day to forget all of your problems.
tw suicidal ideation
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hello babe!!!
howre you? i wish you a lot happiness!!!!
anyways, i wanted to say that i understand how yn has her heart sickness, because everytime i think about sn&sy, my own heart hurts a lot, even more so after the last chapter. ch 9 was so heavy and angsty that i cried and i don’t cry that much because my emotions have been numb. what’d you do? how can a normal person write that? i take multiple breaks reading these chapters and sometimes even my absolute addiction and temptation is unable to make me read them all at once.
it’s just so appreciable how you write so beautifully. i love reading your fics not just because of how well they’re written, but also because it makes me feel an intense pain, and i love that pain, i want that pain. that’s not me saying that i don’t want yn to be happy; because idc about gojo as much as i want yn’s happiness. she’s done some ‘not-so-good-things’, but she’s also been through such agonising times and she just deserves happiness at this point of life and for someone to choose her, to love her despite her flaws. and as much as i want gojoyn to be an endgame. it’s fine if they aren’t, because they’re both mature people and deserve happiness. i hate how gojo has treated yn in the past, but i’m also kinda impressed by how far he’s come. i understand him going for akemi, as much as i hate how he chose yn’s bff, but that’s understandable, (i’ve s family member who had a similar accident and after that brain damage, he’s not been the same person, and coming from that, i think satoru went for the person who took care of him the most.) i’m suicidal on behalf of my sweetheart yn. i just want her to be happy, and cared for in love. and i want someone to pick her. and on this heartbreaking journey towards a happy ending for them, i’m in for all the heart-wrenching angst and rarely heartwarming moments!
it pisses me off how akemi went for her bff’s ex husband and istg i hardly care about how she fell in love(?) with him, because babe your bff had a life and death situation because of that man, how can you approach him??? it doesn’t matter that she’s moved on, you still do not go for your bffs ex, that’s a girl code. she may be a good person (questionably so, but hey, im not a pious hermit either to be judging her.) but she’s a real bad friend. her guilt is questionable when she she asks for a family from satoru right after she feels bad about betraying yn. like at least give time for that guilt to fester. i’m sorry i’m ranting. these are my personal feelings. and i love for writing akemi. she’s a well written character, much more than many other characters that i’ve come across.
sera. my baby. my queen. i do not stand by what she did in sn, but goddamnit, i’ve always loved her and her dedication and her aspirations. she wasn’t always bad, and i’m sure had the fic from her pov, we would have liked her more. because shes hardworking, and headstrong and FUNNY. and i love how she stood by yn, and her character development has been so beautiful. she deserves sukuna so much. they’re both my babies. i love that she could get this in her life.
there will be a lot of errors in this ask, and please forgive me for them. i’m extremely tired. exhausted even.
till next time, babygirl!
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thank you sooo much, i’m kinda glad you can feel the pain through my writing bc i guess that means it’s effective ? :’D i write way too much angst to the point where i just can’t tell how angsty something is bc i’m alr so numb lol T-T
but aaaaaa ur description of sy!yn hits hard while i’m writing sy10. idek if a person can realistically have this much anguish in her life but i do share ur sentiment of wanting her to just be happy, even if it means she won’t end up with gojo in the end 🥹 it’s the idea of acceptance and letting go that just hurts so damn good. tysm, it’s such a good perspective to read!
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Heya there! I wanted to request how would Stan, Kenny, Kyle, Craig and Clyde (sepparetly) react to finding out their mom friend (Who happens to be 2 years older than them and who always listens to them of they have to vent, cares about them, comforts them and tries to help them with their problems) has depresion and tries to commit suicide, catching her in the act, and then she just cries her eyes out trying to explain that she is "screwed" up and that she "doesnt deserves happines unlike him"
Stan, Kenny, Kyle, Craig, and Clyde with a suicidal mother like s/o❤️🩹💔💔😣😣
I'm a little on writer's block when it comes to $elf harm and suicidal moments, so I hope this still comes out enjoyable.
Warnings: $elf harm, angst, hurt/comfort
Gender: Female
💙 Stan Marsh 💤
You were such a great friend to Stan and his friends to the point they could trust you with almost anything.
But lately you've been acting quite strange, and Stan was worried about you.
He wondered if you needed space for a while so he gave you it, but then he could no longer ignore you when he hasn't seen you in a week.
He immediately made his way over to your house to go check on you only to find you in the act of trying to h@ng yourself with you standing on the chair.
You and Stan froze for a sec looking at each in shock before he immediately ran to stop you from killing yourself.
He then asks why would you try to do that, only for him to get an answer with cries flowing from your eyes.
"I can't take it anymore.....you and the others deserve more happiness than me..." You tried to get up and continue to h@ng yourself but Stan grabbed you by the waist and pulled you in for a hug.
"Don't say that (Name)....you equally also deserve happiness as much as us...If you die then.....then....then...!" Stan immediately cried out pulling you closer to him. He couldn't finish his sentence as he was still crying while clinging to you.
"You've....always been there for us so it's our turn to be there for you, especially me...."
Ever since that day, you never tried to kill yourself again...💙💙💙💙💙💙
💚 Kyle Broflovski 🎄
It wasn't hard for Kyle to tell that something was wrong with you.
You weren't your usual happy outgoing excited self anymore, you barely even talked to Kyle and his friends.
When he came to check on you, you weren't in your room. But he found your diary laying out on the floor in the middle of the rug.
He put your diary back where it was, but had a second thought of reading it.
Kyle knows that he shouldn't be reading someone else's diary because he would be violating their personal life and secrets.
But he really was worried about you and wanted to find out what has gotten into you lately so he opened your diary and skim through the pages until this one page caught his attention.
The page was filled with you talking badly about yourself, how you didn't deserve happiness whatsoever and that Kyle would be much happier without you in his life.
There was also a little picture of you planning on killing yourself by jumping into the water at stark's pond park.
Kyle immediately closed the diary and headed straight for the park.
And just as he expected, there you were, caught red-handed in the act of trying to jump into the water and drown yourself.
Kyle pulled you away from the edge before you could have a chance of falling in.
You opened your mouth to try and say something but Kyle cut you off as if he knows what you're about to say.
He pulled you into a hug as you stood there shocked for a sec before bursting into tears as you hugged Kyle back.
"It's okay (Name)...I'm here now..." 💚💚💚💚
🧡 Kenny Mccormick 🥪
Instead of hiding it directly, you came to Kenny about it and here's how he reacts.
He would be very concerned and worried about you! Somebody like you that doesn't deserve happiness? You have no business to be telling yourself those lies! Of course you do deserve happiness.
And Kenny is going to make sure you get that particular happiness, just like when you gave it to him when you first came into his life.
When he first saw you hurting yourself with a razor in your hand, he immediately panicked and had no idea what to do afterwards!
Why would you cut up your skin like that??? He searched through the cabinets to find your medkit to heal the wounds you made on your skin.
From then on he would pay close attention to you to make sure you're feeling alright and not sad or gloomy. He's gonna do everything in his power to make you happy again.
He cares about you and that will never change, he doesn't give 2 shits if anyone says otherwise🧡🧡
💙 Craig Tucker 🏎️
Craig always feel very awkward when it comes to comforting somebody, but he always tries his best to do so and his comforting always succeeds everytime.
He will step up his game when he finds you in the act of trying to kill yourself when tears are falling into the floor near your shoes.
He's gonna drop his usual blank expression off to show you how really worried he is for you, but you can read Craig like a book, you didn't need for him to change his expression to show you what he wants or how he's feeling.
If you're taller than him, he doesn't care. He will hug you tight in his embrace while reassuring you that everything is going to be okay.
If you want to watch Red racer with him to make you feel better, he will instantly go and put it on so you both can watch it together.
Similar to Kenny, he isn't leaving your side until you're feeling happy again or at least you're not shedding a hint of sadness or any sort.
He ain't gonna let you sit there and say you don't deserve happiness because he's gonna cut you off before you could finish that lying sentence. You DO deserve happiness in his eyes, everyone else can go screw themselves.💙💙💙💛💛💛
❤️ Clyde Donovan 😭
Poor baby has no idea what to do or say when he catches you crying while harming yourself, he's scared and confused.
He would probably approach you slowly without triggering you or anything at all.
Definitely would ask his friends on how he's supposed to comfort you afterwards because he doesn't know how to.
He may not be good at comforting, but that isn't gonna stop him from telling you how you equally deserve happiness like everyone else.
He never even thought you would ever have that idea of telling yourself that when you always look so happy and full of life when he first met you.
And now he's seeing his s/o being sad, gloomy and telling themselves that they don't deserve happiness. He honestly wouldn't mind kicking the ass of somebody who broke you down to this way If they ever did.
He would be extra clingy towards you, hopefully you wouldn't mind him always checking up on you every single minute because to him, it sounds like you really need more comforting than anybody else at the moment. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
2023 is almost here....Hope it won't be as shitty as this year.
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An Angel Falling
Katsuki Bakugou x Suicidal Reader
-Angst, Readers death, major character death-
▪︎= start/end of flash back, hc = hair color, r/n = random boys name.
Summary: katsuki never learned how to express his feelings but he wished he could've sooner
3rd person pov
Katsuki bakugou felt sickened as he stepped into ua's ground how could he become a hero after what he did, what he did to you, he lost hope to become a hero but here he stands in the best hero school in the whole of Japan and everytime he closes his eyes a flash of you appears he hasn't had a goodnight sleep since.
Katsuki pov
'It was a mistake I shouldn't be here' flashes of her kept appearing and my throat started to close up 'I should of told her, I should have caught her' my hands started gripping my hair as my breath became more rigid and my vision more blurry "I can't be a hero" I whispered by voice slightly cracking, I released my hair and slightly stepped back "I can't do this".
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"Hi I'm l/n yn, what's your name" I jumped as a girl popped up in front of my way "no one cares extra" I muttered and roughly pushing past her and grunted as she started to whine "katsuki bakugou" I muttered before walking off to my usual break spot "can I sit with you" she asked as she skipped along beside me "no, go find someone else to bother" I grunted "come on" she whined bumping into me "stop it" I muttered turning to her "bu-" "I said leave" i said interrupting her "fine" she huffed before leaving.
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My eyes brimming with tears as I remembered when I first met her "how could I been so mean" I turned away towards the entrance trying to convince myself that I do belong here and it wasn't just a mistake "kacchan" I flinched hearing deku from behind me "what deku" I seethed through gritted teeth "you couldn't have done anything to stop it" his words making me clench my fists tightly making my knuckles turn white "i could've" i whispered.
Izuku pov
I watched in sorrow as he looked up to the sky " I could've" i shuddered hearing the sadness in his voice I knew he had had mixed feelings when he got the acceptance letter, even his mom became worried because of his reaction "she would've wanted you to do this" I said slowly coming closer towards him "she always wanted you to be a hero" I murmured and shakily put my hand on his shoulder "to be number one".
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Katsuki pov
I huffed as I heard her annoying humming "leave me alone extra" i growled closing my eyes and leaned my head against the tree i was sitting by "here" she squeaked making me open one eye "what" i muttered "I saw you didn't have lunch and had a extra bento" she murmured softly "i don't need your pity food l/n" i said and stood up knocking her back causing her to fall and the bento spilling all over her, my eyes widened as the few students around us started laughing which only made her hiccup before running off, I sighed running my hand threw my hair "crap".
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"I don't know what she would've wanted" I said shrugging his hand off before walking away from him to leave "kacchan" I ignored dekus calls as I slowly started making my way home trying to avoid the concerned stares I got from people i passed, it wasn't long till I stopped in my tracks and looked down the familiar alleyway where I used to beat her up, I shakily lifted my hand up to my mouth "why was I so mean to her" I choked and slowly started my way of again, my gaze never leaving the ground till a giggle reached my ears making my head jerk up 'no it can't be' i started to frantically look around till my eyes landed on a hc girl who was faced away from me "yn" I murmured and started to push my way through the crowd but as I was about to reach out she started moving away "yn please" I called but my calls were only met with weird stares.
3rd person pov
The blonde boy hastily followed the girl through the crowded streets and his calls were never answered and as bakugou did the final push to get out the crowd he realized that the girl stopped in front of a familiar building, a building that now filled his nightmares "y-" katsuki reached out to grab the girl but as his fingertips grazed her uniform she disappeared like she was never there.
Katsuki pov
'This must mean something' i prepared myself as I walked onto my old schools grounds remembering all the terrible things I did as I made my way through the halls, looking into all the classrooms to see if anything could tell me why I'm here, I slowed down as I came to my old homeroom and peered into the class.
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"I left my books ill be right back" I muttered to my so called 'friends' as I turned around to make my way to the classroom 'I wonder where yn is i haven't seen her all day' i was about to go into the classroom when I heard someone inside "thank you for helping me with my homework yn" I growled and gripped my fist tightly "its no problem r/n-san" she sung sweetly, I quietly moved so I could see them from the door and the site made my blood boil.
Yn pov
I slightly shifted in my seat as r/n leaned over my table his arms almost caging me in "as a thank you how about I take you out tomorrow night my treat" he smiled brightly "I would li-" "what the fucks going on here" I froze hearing bakugou's voice echo through the classroom "nothing i" r/n stuttered before running out to escape 'scaredy cat' i thought to myself before sighing and looked towards katsuki "what is your problem" I muttered swiftly picking up my stuff and tried going past him but he roughly grabbed my arm stopping me in my tracks.
3rd person pov
"My problem my problem my problem is you" bakugou shouted at the poor girl as she started to tremble "I fucking hate you" he growled throwing her onto the ground "I fucking hate how your also so friendly even though your so pathetic, I hate you confront that quirkless bastard even though he doesn't deserve it" katsuki's anger was getting the best of him "I fucking hate when my mom compares me to you I fucking hate when you smile at me when I'm being a fucking dumbasd" but his anger was slowly turning into jealousy and sadness "I fucking hate that you were born" he yelled out grabbing the poor girl by her neck, she struggled and whimpered for him to let go "kat k-kat p-please" she begged and he only letting her go as she started to faint "pathetic" he spat before leaving her bearly conscious body behind.
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Katsuki trembled as he stared into the class "how could I do that" he murmured as a single tear ran down his cheek he quickly moved further and further into his old stomping grounds shedding a tear and every spot he remembered where he bullied her but the last one he couldn't bear any longer and fill on sobbed as he slowly creeped to the edge the edge where his true love fall and he couldn't do anything about it.
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"Why don't you take a swandive off the roof of the building and hope you get a quirk in your next life" bakugou's words repeated over and over in her mind 'was she really that useless' her tears left a small trail as she treaded up to the roof she was finally done, done with his bullying done with her life, he finally broke her.
Katsuki pov
I laughed as she walked away but something felt off but ignored it and started walking out the classroom and out into the courtyard to bully some juniors but as I stepped foot outside I heard yelling and pleading I looked infront of me to see a crowd but they weren't looking at me they were looking up I slowly walked I'm front of them my heart burning with each step and I finally turned and looked up my eyes widened and heart stopped 'n-no no' it was yn standing on the edge I wanted to shout and scream at her to not do it but I was frozen I couldn't even blink 'please no'.
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I slowly climb over the railing staring down at the floor 'I can't do this without you anymore' I closed my eyes tightly as pictures filled my head, the blood that splattered when she dropped, the lifeless look she had in her eyes when the paramedics were covering her up "I just can't do it" I cried, I blinked away the tears looking up towards the sky "I'm sorry yn, I loved you to much and I just didn't know how to show it, I hope you forgive me" I said before falling.
{Plot twist}
The h/c girl laughed as she watched the boy she once loved hit the ground she and her partner laughed as the neared his body "he totally deserved that" she giggled as her partner pulled her in close kissing her passionately "he sure did princess" dabi grinned evilly.
#x reader#mha#mha x reader#mha x reader angst#mha x suicidal reader#x suicidal reader#x reader angst#tw.suicide#mha x depressed reader#character x reader#character x suicidal reader#character x depressed reader#katsuki bakugou#katsuki bakugo oneshot#katsuki bakugo x reader#mha oneshot#katsuki bakugo mha#katsuki bakugou x depressed reader#katsuki bakugou x suicidal reader
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I know everyone thinks Vox might of died on an Onset accident of a tv program. I raise with angst; he commited suicide after being upshowed or was set to be replaced. Minute he got to hell saw it as an oppurtunity to use his talents and tells everyone he died of an accident.
I know its very dark and im sorry. but as we know with intense emotion death marks appear. And the blood drips on Vox just make me think of poison/salavia from a self inflicted death. So its just my headcanon.
Death gave him a second chance and he made sure to Seize it.
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Depression culture is having so many comfort suicidal characters. No one who becomes my favourite character hasn't seriously considered and/or attempted to kill themself. I'm sure it's not a reflection on my mental state.
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I think anybody that sends “kys” or any other suicide bait has to be a child. I just truly can’t believe a fully developed person sends these kind of things on tumblr dot com. And to you I say: WHY ARE YOU HERE?? ON TUMBLR DOT COM???? How did you even find this place? Are you lost? Do you need me to call your parents? Go back to Tik tok
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Heyy! Could u do Mikey with a s/o who’s been struggling to figure out thier feelings and just kinda feels empty💀 myb like a cuddling session idk jshsjs anyway thanks in advance
Sano Manjiro 🖤🕊
[ You didn't mention which era of mikey so I'm just gonna assume it's mikey from bonten era ]
｡˳ْ 👤 ⍈ 𓇼 CW : Mentions of dark impulses, Y/n being an orphan like always, mentions of suicide , slight angst, kinda fluff ig?
𓇬 𓂃 📼 ⸰ 𓋼𓍊𓋼 ִֶָ 🗝 𓈒 𖧷
Mikey watched you as always, you weren't the cheerful, optimistic ray of sunshine anymore. The light was fading slowly but surely. He hated it. He knew how it was to be trapped by 'DARK IMPULSES'. All you did was love. Love him. Love yourself. Love everything around you. "It wasn't fair", he mumbled. You didn't deserve to go through this. His anxiety got the best of him. What if it's all because of him? Surely you wouldn't be like this if he spent time with you right? If he treated you better. If he spent time with you. Just the thought of someone snatching your happiness makes him mad. But— what if That someone was himself?
Guilt. Guilt and being helpless was the only things he felt these past few days. He couldn't even make his love happy, was he actually a good boyfriend? Was he treating you right? Are you— Are you actually happy in this relationship? These thoughts made him want to cry. But he couldn't. Afterall those impulses numbed him completely. He didn't want you to end up like him. A pathetic loser. So he decided to do something.
Mikey set up a warm water bath with essential oils and some rose petals. He knew you loved them. He could hear your footsteps indicating that you're near. Once you entered the bedroom, you were escorted into the bathroom by a guilty mikey. You were confused, wasn't he supposed to be busy right now? You remember him having a very important meeting now or were you wrong? He cancelled the meeting to be at home, with you. The view you saw after you entered the bathroom made you cry. You were glad that he still loved you and that was a punch in the face for mikey. Did you think that he didn't love you? He felt even more bad for hurting you like this.
Once you both entered the bathtub, he bagan massaging your shoulders asking you to tell about everything. He wanted you to share you emotions and that's when it came spilling out. The truth and your tears. Turns out you haven't been feeling good the past few weeks due to stress from your uni. It had drained you out completely, both physically and mentally. You didn't know what to do with your life. You felt pretty useless. You felt worthless. You felt EMPTY. The next 2 hours were spent in the bath with you revealing everything you've been feeling to your only family, Manjiro.
He knew you were an orphan, yet you succeeded with no one's help. He would be lying if he said he didn't look upto you. You were strong just like his brother, shin. Both pretty hopeless yet they fight with all they have. It hurted him seeing you break down like this. He couldn't help but join you in this crying party when you said you had thought of just committing suicide to escape feeling this way.
After you both showered, the rest of the night was spent by cuddling, kisses and countless words of affirmation by mikey. After a while, you both decided to go for a walk as it may help calm your mind and lets just say that he was honestly the cutest then. It looked like he was trying to overcome his dark impulses too. You saw a glint of the '15 y/o mikey who doesn't eat his food unless it has a flag on it' for a second. You both were helping each other overcome their dark past to build a happy family together and that's all you want <3
#tw.suicide#bonten mikey#tokyo revengers angst#mikey sano#mikey x reader#mikey x you#sano mikey manjiro#tokyo revengers mikey#tr mikey#mikey x y/n#manjiro sano x reader#manjiro sano#sano manjiro x reader#sano manjiro x y/n#manjiro x reader#manjiro x you#manjiro fluff
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Regressor Alhaitham & CG Kaveh
Hurt/Minimal Comfort, Angst
—> Warning, this is incredibly sad and deals with serious topics (self-harm & suicide) do not read if regressed or those trigger you!! I wrote this purely for my own comfort and to cope.
The pristine counter warped under Alhaitham’s fingertips. The porcelain was cold and seemed to center him onto the world, tethered his mind back into his body rather than thousand of miles away.
Was he really going to do this?
The bottles bright plastic smeared in his vision - smeared like the blood on the tiles, his hands infecting everything it touches with his body. Leaving traces of him behind to haunt Kaveh, molecules can’t be easily cleaned off.
No. No, it’ll be fine. He taped his letter to the door and wrote to not come in. He said to call the cops, his last wish for the blond to not see him in the condition he will be. Live with the memories of him alive and healthy.
He’s the last person who cares, archons he hopes Kaveh can just do this for him.
Wiping the blurring tears from his eyes, Alhaitham reached out and grabbed the orange bottles - pill bottles. They were prescribed a while back, from a time Kaveh got injured on the job. They were never finished off cause the boy recovered faster than expected so they’ve just been sitting in the medicinal cabinet.
Well, they finally have a purpose again. Isn’t that laughable? They’re purpose now being to end rather than mend.
Alhaitham carefully pressed and twisted the cap, having to fight against the childproofing with his shaking hands. Anxiety was made to keep people alive and normally, in every rational situation, Alhaitham would know that means he needs to quit and let instincts take over.
But he wants it to stop. Every fiber of his being wants to fight against the survival instinct in this moment (archons he wants to live) and to end the constant shaking. End the whispers. End the fear. End the questions. End it.
So he dumps the bottle into his palm, there isn’t too many, just enough to hopefully overwhelm his system and cause a shut down.
Tears begin to brim, Alhaitham’s hands shake, and in a swift movement he drops the handful into his mouth and swallows (why why why).
And there’s nothing. For a moment Alhaitham feels normal besides the coughs that shake his rib cage and double him over - he’s never been good at taking medicine dry. It feels as though his brain was on jet lag with how it cycles through the events that happened slowly, replaying every decision he made.
And why did he do that?
Panic courses through his veins and Alhaitham wants nothing more than to sob. He’s always prided himself on being calm and rational, someone who thought through everything before he ever decided to act. This proves he isn’t.
Alhaitham is going to die, and it’s all his fault. He’s going to perish, Kaveh will find him, he will be traumatized, and have a subpar note as Alhaithams last words.
Before even Alhaitham processes where his mind is, he’s shakingly typing in Kavehs name, correcting the errors to the best of his ability. (oh god his fingers are numbing - or is it placebo?)
Much to Alhaithams luck, Kaveh answers within the first couple of rings. “Hey, what’s happening. You know I’m at work right?” He’s annoyed. Of course Kaveh would be, Alhaitham called him while he’s on site and he never does that.
But of course, a rapidly deteriorating and regressing mind cannot comprehend that. So, Alhaitham begins to cry. His tongue feels heavy and he just wants his dada. “Kavie..home, did mess up. Call..help? Dunno.”
Words feel like they’re vanishing and archons, Alhaitham is so so scared. “Goose? Hey hey, what’s going on. I’ll call help but first I need to know what happened.” Kaveh sounded so genuinely terrified, it made Alhaitham want to run because Dada never sounded like that.
“Was big, an’ felt so icky. Took, um, meds’in an’ lots of it.” A muffled sob played through the speaker. (oh Kaveh was crying over him). “Kavie..mm scared.”
Right now, Kaveh was also downright terrified but of course he’d never tell his little boy. There was nothing else he could do besides swallowing his fear and hoping, “Thats okay lovebug. I’m gonna have to put you on hold so Kavie can call help though okay?” Kaveh tried his best to breathe, but panic strangled his lungs and forced his body to exhale. “I’ll be right back. While I’m gone I want you to count the tiles for me, tell me how many there are when I’m back.”
That was something Alhaitham could do! He always loved counting the panels and tiles but right now, he was so tired. Alas he hummed and told his dada he would. Slowly he listed off the numbers in his head, trying to fight the droop in his eyelids and swallow back the saliva that pooled in his mouth.
15, that was the number Alhaitham made it to before his dada came back. Words muffled through quiet sobs as he asked if Alhaitham was still there. Not fully understanding the situation Alhaitham hummed, reporting back the number - he always had to tell Kavie.
“That’s amazing sweetie, when I get home we can finish okay? I’m on my way now.” Alhaitham hummed, energy feeling as though it was zapped out. “Hey bud, before I get there some scary men might come in okay? They’re safe, they’re gonna help you. I promise I’ll be there as soon as possible though.”
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ATTENTION
「 platonic yandere! dorothea milanaire 」
there is only one thing that dorothea wants before. it was to experience the attention and love from his beloved father, the current emperor that time. but despite of doing everything for that, her father didn't paid any attention to her. instead, he only focused his attention to her older brother, raymond.
it hurt her. she was really jealous of raymond. the only thing that was inside her mind that time was 'if i surpass raymond, will father pay attention to me?' that was also the reason why she compete with her older brother everytime she was given a chance. she wants to show to everyone that she was good, she can do everything raymond can do. she was better than him!
but, you see. dorothea's obsession with parental love disappeared in an instant by the time she met their older sister when she was nine. princess (first name), the eldest princess and the one who was supposed to be the heir instead of raymond. the beautiful and sweet (first name) whom dorothea see as the angel that the heavens gave to her as a gift.
as a platonic yandere, dorothea wants you to pay attention to her. not to raymond, not to your father, not to your fiancé. you only need to pay attention to her. whenever she visits you, the two of you should have a tea together. if she failed a test, you should be there to comfort her. and once you act as a perfect older sister for her, dorothea won't ask for anything. she doesn't care about what the nobles and your father says about her anymore. she only wants you to see her as a perfect little sister and dorothea will do anything for that.
if she see you talking or playing with raymond, ah. this girl will grit her teeth in anger and jealousy. you were her older sister, not raymond's. raymond already has her father's attention, the position as the crown prince, the ability to control light spirit. he already had everything and he dared to steal you away from her too? how dare him.
maybe witnessing those times where you laugh with raymond, play with raymond and have a tea with raymond was one of the things that trigger dorothea to become a tyrant. this girl treasures her older sister so much to the point that she was willing to kill raymond just to make sure that you will pay attention to her and only her.
no. she won't do it right now. she doesn't want you to get angry at her if she kill raymond. but do you remember that time when you complimented raymond in front of dorothea? yes. that event was the one who triggered dorothea to kill raymond in front of you and become the emperor herself.
and when dorothea became the emperor, this girl won't allow anyone except her to approach you. this girl thinks that she was the only one who has the rights to talk to you since she was your sister. do you remember those servants who tried to help you to escape from her? they died on ethan, her closest aide's hand. how about your dear fiancé and her family? she killed them all! but you don't have to worry. since before killing them, dorothea made sure to torture them first for spending so much time with you.
seeing you like a broken doll is something that dorothea loves to see. unlike those times after he killed raymond, you were now allowing her to style your hair, and wear a matching dress with her! you even accepts all the gifts that she was giving to you! does it mean that you finally saw the fact that she was the only person that you need?
that's what she thought at first. but one day, on her way to your castle. dorothea's whole word stopped at what she saw inside your room. you were leaning on the side of your bed, blood running down from your mouth. you were lifelessly looking at the blood on your hand with a rare smile on your lips.
“SISTER!”
dorothea immediately called a servant and ordered them to bring the doctor immediately. then after that, she immediately rushed to your side, crying and asking you what happened. but when you suddenly said to her that you were the one who did that to yourself, she frozed.
you looked at her with blank eyes, void of any emotions. it was completely different from those warms eyes that you had when you look at her before. but despite of noticing that, dorothea still begged you to hold on and don't leave her. but you suddenly laughed bitterly, saying that you were glad that you are finally able to escape from the chain that dorothea put on your neck.
after seeing you slowly closing your eyes. the only thing that dorothea could do was to cry. why? why? why!? even now, why did you chose death that staying by her side?! she gave you everything! money, luxuries and even the whole empire! so why?! was it because she's not raymond?
a few moments after you died, the doctor along with the servant arrived to your room. and what they saw inside your room frightened them so much. blood, that was the first thing that they saw as well as the dismembered body of your servants was seen on your room. while your dead body was carefully placed on your bed with the bloody dorothea sitting next to you. smiling while she brushed your hair.
the doctor as well as the servant couldn't help but to throw up after seeing the scene in front of them. and after hearing that sound that they made, dorothea's bloodshot eyes looked at them with a twisted smile on their face. dorothea got up from her seat as she held up her sword as she slowly made her way to them.
let's just say that after your death. everyone on your palace including your dear knights died on dorothea's hand. and even on her last moments, dorothea couldn't forget the sight of your lifeless body on her arm. and waking up as a baby and seeing your younger self smiling brightly at her doesn't help at all.
“ SISTER, I'M NOT GOING TO LET YOU ESCAPE FROM ME AGAIN THIS TIME. ”
#manhwa x reader#yandere#yandere manhwa#yandere manhwa x reader#yandere x reader#yandere x y/n#yandere headcanons#platonic yandere#tw : yandere behavior#platonic yandere x reader#tw.suicide#tw.gore#tw.yandere#platonic dorothea milanaire#the tyrant wants to live honestly#dorothea x reader#dorothea milanaire#raymond milanaire#tw. killing#tw. violence
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I can’t with Hiroki Dan’s Mugs, however I was able to guess the second mug was actually a Bunny, not a cat (Is he bad on purpose or is he actually THAT bad at ceramics and art? 😭) I’m getting back into reading the manga as I needed a breather from the stuff that happens in there and I’m currently at chapter 4 because 😭😂
Why is he so Babygirl? (He’s so scary but he’s so cute with his mugs and he looks so proud of them 🥹) and he gave me a devious idea for a story idea if your interested
He’s the 2nd Serial Killer Babygirl I know about 💞
I’m hearing everyone out on him. EVERYONE IS GETTING HEARD OUT.
Love this manga version of Dexter.
This manga is incredibly horrific, bloody, and dark. I do not recommend if you are sensitive to dark content but the revenge is even more brutal
#brutal manga#Hiroki Dan#brutal: satsujin kamsatsukan no kokuhaku#satsujin kansatsukan no kokuhaku#manga recommendation#horror manga#thriller manga#psychological manga#crime mystery#gore manga#tw.noncon#tw.blood#tw. gore#tw.murder#tw.suicide#tw.dark content
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BPD culture is your splitting being so obvious because one minute you're talking about how good everything is and how you finally feel like you've got everything figured out and then all of a sudden you want to die.
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Hmm, in an angsty mood-
How would the noodle boys react to accidentally wounding their s/o? Like gravely speaking?
Would they start trying to apply pressure via noodle hugs after they may have shoved them into a sharp rock structure in their cave? Try and make them drink a full heal before their venom shuts them down after biting them out of spite?
I’m curious :0 (Also make this as soft or angsty as you wish, whether we live or not is up to you)
:0!! I headcanon both to be Burmese python hyrbids, sooo
CW : major character death, blood, hints of suicidal ideations.
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🔲Ingo🔲
- All his life he has been aware he is much stronger and faster than humans. He is acutely aware of how fragile you are compared to him, he could seriously harm you if he’s not careful.
- You hadn’t meant to scare him. He knew that.
- He was half asleep, trying to nap away a headache. Your foot steps were quiet cause you didn’t want to disturb him, but you lost your balance for a moment and accidentally brushed against his tail.
- His instincts kicked in with lightning fast results.
- A gasp and a snap was heard echoing in the den.
- Ingo was awake now.
- “dear?”
- His breathing was coming out in short, quick bursts as he frantically tried to get you to respond to him.
- No amount of screaming, crying, or pleading was moving you.
- You are limp in his hold.
- “Please! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!”
- He pleads, patching up the bleeding hole on the back of your head.
- It wouldn’t work.
- His screams are reaching far beyond his den.
- The stench of blood lingering in the air. Your blood covering his hands.
- No matter what he did you wouldn’t wake up.
- Emmet tried to keep level head for his brother, but even he was horrified at the scene before him.
- Ingo wouldn’t stop apologizing, broken pleads fill the air.
- He killed his mate.
- He doesn’t deserve to live while you don’t.
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🔳Emmet🔳
- He knew you’re human frame is much weaker than him, but he trusts himself and you!
- You two play fight all the time, and this time wasn’t much different. You maybe his tiny human mate, but he knows you have a lot of fight in you!
- You were struggling in his coils.
- You were out of breath while he was chuckling at your pitiful attempts to escape and fight back.
- He failed to keep his instincts in check.
- After all, it’s habit to constantly tighten his hold against struggling prey.
- “E-em.”
- It was barely a whisper before there was sudden give.
- His silver eyes widened, tears quickly filling them as blood pours out of your nose and mouth.
- The give was your bones breaking under the pressure.
- “D-darling!? This isn’t funny, come on!”
- But you don’t move, all he hears is a pained wheezing.
- Frantic he goes to move but his movements all cause you more pain.
- For the first time in his life he screams loud enough to get Ingo’s attention. Who lives a little ways away.
- The two were panicked and tried to ease your pain, trying to find anything that could help you.
- Elesa, the only hybrid closest to a human, just shakes her head.
- Emmet refuses to let you go, he’s begging for you to not leave him, he needs you! He wants you in his life! You’re his mate, you two pledged a life long bond together!
- “Please..don’t leave me, I’m sorry! I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry!”
- The other two couldn’t get him away from your corpse, Emmet struggles everytime, but eventually they pull him away.
- Leaving him to sob in his brother’s hug.
- He can’t do this, he killed his mate, he killed the light of his life.
- He can’t live knowing he’s the reason you’re gone.
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