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Toxic Dazai head canon

He definitely gets suffocating to be around when he has a crush on someone.

Cough cough DABI cough cough gosh I must be sick😷

i love stories about betrayal i love depravity i love tragedy i love miscommunication i love backstabbing i love when characters encourage each other to be worse i love dysfunctional partners i love misfits & i love it most of all when they are bisexual

Kinda Into It [ Bakugou x gn Reader x Jirou] bandau

•Masterlist•

Description: Your a young guitarist that's barely getting by ends meet with your day job at a supermarket and at night a guitarists at your local bar but things take a turn when you met the famous band leader Kyouka Jirou who offers you a role as her bands new lead guitarist. But the same can't be said with her co leader/ bands drummer.

(p.s ,characters are aged up till their early/mid twenties)

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*Third pov*

Calming blue morning sky, clouds slowly scattered against each other it's a real sight to see especially when rays of light reflects itself against the large studio windows.

 Gently falling onto the purple haired female with a stimming hot cup in hand who really wasn't pleased by the sudden brightness. Before slowly walking towards one of the small bean bags that surrounded the place before plopping down.

Taking small sips from her cup when she let out a breath of satisfaction, softly inhaling the sweet scent of herbs and ginger tea. Life was after all quite hectic for the band, for the past few years exspeally before their debut and now finally she felt at ease with everything that's currently playing out , tickets were sold, albums were charting on billboards and they had just recently finished their grand tour around Asia it was a total blast no doubt!

But... It's nice to be able to unwind sometimes and relax away for a stressful environment. Away from all noise and crowds of people circling around you it feels nice after so long to have some persona space too and a decent amount of privacy to breathe.

Jirou thought when she heard the front door behind her being slammed opened startling the girl from almost spitting out her tea , the door slammed shut with grunt. She turned to face the blond male who had his usual scowl on his sweaty face that flushed red like he just ran a marathon and his clothes were all soaking wet.

"And what the hell happened to you"?

Jirou asked directing her gaze towards bakugou's, him rolling his eyes in response before quickly stripping away his tracksuit that left him bare on top and his sneakers before flopping onto the couch next to Jirou.

Groaning as his back fell against the soft material. "Wanna tell me what happened "?jirou asked as she looked back to the blond next to her who then let out a breath looking back at her.

"And what does it look like that happened!?" 

"Hmmm from the looks of it your pissed off and smell like a wet dog " jirou said pinching her nose

Making the blond's eyes to go wide before glaring daggers ,making her chuckle in return.

"Okay okay calm down big guy , that alone can't possibly hurt the all mighty Bakugou's feelings right?" 

Making the blonde to grunted in return. Before standing up and heading towards the locker room to grab himself a towel. Then there was jirou casually scrolling through her phone suddenly buzzing it was their manager?

She thought as she press to answer the phone line picking up as the person on the other hand spoke.

"Kyouka! have you heard the news!!" Their manager said voice sounding really worried.

" No? What news what are you talking about "

"It's about tokoyami ! I don't how or why but on his tweeter today he suddenly tweeted that he was disbanding from the band !"

"Wait?What!! Jirou said loudly now standing up as she tried to properly sink in the new information of the current situation.

"But he's never told us anything and why now and why this way?" Jirou said , their manager only letting a frustrated sigh on the other hand not knowing what to say either.

"Sadly I don't know either kyouka I was never informed of such news by tokoyami nor by the rest of the team, I don't maybe this is some kind of drunk prank he playing right now but it better be cleared right away! because as you know the media isn't going to take to kindly to this nor is your reputation or fans so I suggest you get hold of him right away to clear this whole mess because he's certainly isn't answering mine!" They said before abruptly ending the call.

Jirou only stood in silence her phone still pressed against her right ear . Not knowing what she was going to do , to handle this news. For the years she had spent with tokoyami as one of her best friends in highschool being the two founders of this band she couldn't understand either why didn't he say anything to her or talk about it in general?!

 What was actually going on? And in that second she immediately dialled for his number....

*Beep* the person your trying to reach is currently unavailable*beep*the robot said making her heart stop for a sec, as she felt a her whole world literally crumbling before her dreams, ambition and passion all going down hill she felt like something had stabbed in the heart waiting for her band mate her friend to answer her!

 Lips held tight she dialled again still no answer, her flooding messages where unseen almost like he did it on purpose but why she thought,what was she gonna do? The band's image? Their questioning fans,their lead guitarist? who was gonna replace him and what was gonna happen especially know?

 How is this blow gonna affect not only their image together as band that they worked so hard for years and basically their relationship with each other? 

Jirou thought while crouched against the couch, phone still in hand showing casing her history of calls to Tokoyami as she stared blurry into the distance as a washed up Bakugou oblivious to the situation going on he suddenly saw her in that state which immediately made him concerned walking towards her , crouched down next her facing her blurred state as he lightly shook her out of it.

"Hey ear jacks you listening? Snap out of it! damnit!?"he said alittle aggressively breaking her out of her trans like state lips parted her expression was nothing but surprise soon turned to a dreadful one.

"Baku-gou?..." Jirou said her voice breaking alittle as she looked up towards him. "Yeah? What is it " he asked still confused. 

"It's tokoyami he-he-... he suddenly announced his dispatcher from the band today and now won't communicate" jirou said her voice feeling numb her expression was nothing but hopeless.

After hearing what jirou said bakugou's expression for the first time in a long time turned into anger, their band since highschool,their band that all willingly created together as a whole with memories along the way, their band that had to go through all the shit n hassles to get to where they are right now was all going to waste hah! because of that bird brain decision to chicken out from the fame last minute is that it huh!? Properly so! *He thought 'tch' *

Getting up he looked down a jirou before speaking. *Argh* he thought

"Hey!stop crying about it already and get working! call the team for a meeting and tell em that we are finding a new guitarist!" *Bakugou said as he looked back jirou who looked at him in surprised*

"But tokoyami h-"

"Well he ditched us without a proper warning so I'd say we ditch him too find a new one instead, if he really had something to say to us about it he'll can come say it !" *Bakugou said grinning not in a happy way but in the i am gonna show you kind of way*

*With this it was all set they'd need to find a replacement asap especially a good one though!*

*If that was only easier said then done* jirou thought sighing as she rubbed her face with her palms looking at Bakugou's passive aggressively explaining to everyone about his new fond idea of his, well I guess we can give a shot? An a audition maybe?*

She thought still unsure but soon smiled as she saw everyone in the room slowly starting to hype up with his idea , with that she couldn't help but smile alittle at everyone's behavior to start fresh.

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["y'all sorry for this extermly late update it's been a year since I posted this series but sadly last year due to it being a year for my spm (msia senior final exam) I was focusing on my studies n now it's all over am free yeeee😭😩 also thank you for reading until the end of this chapter I can't believe so many people actual like my stuff like this my first time a fic actual even got 2 digit number I couldn't be more happier that people love reading my series tq✨ n see yah]

Kinda Into It [ Bakugou x gn Reader x Jirou] bandau

•Masterlist•

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Description: Your a young guitarist that's barely getting by ends meet with your day job at a supermarket and at night a guitarists at your local bar but things take a turn when you met the famous band leader Kyouka Jirou who offers you a role as her bands new lead guitarist. But the same can't be said with her co leader/ bands drummer.

(characters are aged up till their early/mid twenties)

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*Warning*⚠️ before we start the story there will feature mature content sexual content, violence and cursing in it so it's adviced if your the type to be easy triggered by these kind of content please do not read. Any how please enjoy~* 

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Business was slow as usual. Soft dimly lit red neon lights where the only source of proper light at the moment

Everyone was either high or uniterested at the singer above them,only some grooving to the beats. The placed reeked of alcohol and weed,it felt suffocating and full without any life

Some quietly dossing off on bar tops and tables and a few scrolling through their phones the atmosphere was tense and awkward everything was just dull.

Making the guitarist above to take a quick mental sigh to themselves. As they recalled back their life back home their parents who disaproved of this lowly dream of theirs.

*Well this is the price that they payed for to finally start their dream right?*

Everyday praying to themselves that one day it'll all be worth the effort and to just keep going.

The singer named Yuna gestured the the three musicians behind her to get ready for the next song.

Y/n began to swaying along with the song their fingers brushing against the guitar strings tapping their foot to match the beats as they watched the once dead silent crowd starting to jam along.

The song soon ended with claps here and there nothing much just the usual trying to lifen up the mood, the atmosphere too gladly changed to much better one.

It was already 1 am and time to get their pay checks and head home for the night

Yuna had already left by the back stage while y/n placed their guitar case on their back before helping June who was also the drummer of the band with the drum sets slowly carrying it back to the white van that waited outside the back of the bar and their other band mate, Amaya instead sat along with her group of friends chatting away with them.

They placed each one of the drum sets carefully into the van before letting out loud groans and sighs. Jun stretching his back due the stiffness he felt while carrying.

You guys soon met up with Yuna who was leaning against the van with a cigarette in her mouth lighting it up, before giving out small puffs as she faced towards both your directions.

Cash in hand she slowly started to divide them into two different stacks handing one to Jun then to you which for some reason started getting lesser whenever you received 

And this kind of stuff wasn't helping the bills for your rent that were starting to add up and to let alone properly feed yourself was getting quite hard expeally if your living in city where the prices are rising making it harder to afford

Jun soon bid you a goodbye before hoping onto the ride that awaited him.

The freezing night breeze blew harshly onto your shoulders that made you shiver in return, looking back at Yuna to discuss your promised payment deals on the very first day you accepted to join her little band

"Yuna" This made the blond woman to gaze up to you for a while then to stack of money she was counting before stuffing it into her purse.

"Yes"? "Is there anything I can help"? She said taking another puff out of the cigarette in hand

"About my payment I just wanna ask why is there a huge decrease of my pay for past couple of weeks I thought we agreed upon the amount I'd get so what gives did I do something wrong"? You asked alittle confused

"No, nothing really it's just that I needed it to pay off some stuff and I'll give it back to yah...some day when I have the money of course" she said casually as she waved her hand signalling you of

Which made you alittle taken back at this *so she's been taking half of your pay without even consenting to you about it and the fact that she said it so casually of what she was doing was starting to piss you off alittle but you knew you couldn't do much about it after all if not because of the woman infront of you would have never been were you are but on sides of the streets right now.

You sighed pressing up against the wall behind you, fingers gentle rubbing circles around your eyes as at that moment you felt a few other emotions coming at you all at once which was clearly directed at one person in that moment.

Not to long after hearing the sound of the van slowly driving out and away into the distance of the cold windy night that suddenly started to drizzle droplets of water causing you to silently curse yourself and the world above you for everything that has happened you so far making your way back inside the small bar.

The smell of alcoholic substances once again greeted you. The bar's once redly dimmed neon lights were replaced by blue ones and lights at some parts of the area had been turned off. The tables were halfway empty but there were still people hanging around mostly really drunk group of friends, couples and old perverted middle aged men eyeing down every girl/guy they laid their filthy eyes on.

And you obliviously weren't an exception to this but slowly had to get used to it by time just ignore them and walk straight ahead which was what Yuna always said when you first joined their little band to gigs in these small bars and clubs.

You took a seat next to the bar top as you signaled one of bartenders who soon approached you for some cheap beer or two. While waiting for your drink you rested your head on the counter hands circle around it as a pillow to lean on.

White noises of ac blowing and glasses clinking alongside light taps of rain drops outside made you feel at peace for awhile, slowly forgetting the problems you had only for you to be caught off guard and startled by the sound of the stool next to you being dragged loudly.

You  look up to see a young woman with dark makeup and edgy fashion. She had purple short pixie hair with two long bangs at the sides her eyes were beautiful shades of dark violet. She looked at you with wide eyes which soon soften to an apologetic one waving her hand in embrassment giving away a shy smile in response as she carefully pulled her seat back mindfully to not make another sound.

You leaned back down against the counter once again letting a small yawn arms craddling your head, your drink then shortly arrived. A beer bottle was placed on the side as you poured yourself a cup chucking it down quickly before pouring yourself another because all you wanted to do was right now was get drunk high from alcohol and puke your guts out the next day so giving yourself an excuse not head out to work tomorrow and just sleep in feeling all numb and shitty.

While chucking down properly your 5th glass you couldn't help but feel like you were being watched slowly looking at the corner of your eye you saw the lady staring right back you her dark painted lips having a slight curve to it properly amused with you. You raised a slight brown at her before getting back to your drink.

"Rough day huh"? the lady suddenly asked which caught you off guard not really expecting her to actually start a conversation with you.

"Yeah" you said quitely just staring ahead as you tired not to meet the lady's instance gaze.

*Seriously what's up with her why is she staring at me like that* you thought hearing soft clicks of her rings against the glass humming at your response.

"Well I have to say your good guitarist rocking out on stage with your mates" the lady said taking a sip from her glass before continuing.

"A big aura you have I guess your type to attract alot of attention in good way I say~" she said now turning towards you the slight slur in her voice could be heard she too must be quiet tipsy then.You thought looking at the lady weirdly before answering.

"You can say that but I don't think so though you sighed before continuing "but all I can say now is that am happy you enjoyed it" you said a slight smile showing.

"Well from a professional perspective I have to say your really underestimating your self that talent of yours should be put to use for the world to see" she said

"What kind of professional perspective?".

"The kind that can make you go big darling" the lady slured even more her hands going up waving around making people too glance at the both of you weirdly you couldn't help but cringe alittle, embarrassed slightly as you covered your face with a hand.

"Okay okay could you please tone it down I think the people would really appreciate it" you said glancing around

Making her stop to look at you "you mean you or them"? Which you then gave her a look *seriously*

"okay okay fine it's them ugh... My apologies I think I drank way too much for my comfort" she said rubbing her head which made you look at half empty glass that she only sipped on a couple of times.

"Here" she said handing you a card.

"And this is-"

"Whenever you wanna dream big you'd know who to call" she said before slowly standing up almost tripping a few times.

You took the card in hand and flipped it over the neon colored card

And at that moment you froze in shock no that can't be you thought she-

Before you even knew you called out her make her to turn around to met your now widen eyes.

"Is there a problem"?

"Yeah/no... Ah yes!" you said mentally slapping yourself

" Your Kyouka mayhem's leader Kyouka Jirou!!"

"Yes!, and if there's anything else important to discuss with you can simply head to the studio next Monday because I think I found my new rookie but like the card said it's a try out so be sure to stick around and amaze the band" she said with a wink and not before suddenly twisting her feet and almost falling over fortunately you caught her on time however.

And called her a cab to head home. She returned your kind gestures by giving out a lazy smile and waved you away until the taxi was nowhere in sight.

Heading back inside the bar you couldn't help but give out a huge grin , happiness over coming you in an instant with excitement .

This was your one shot (y/n) your one shot!,you thought before you too headed out for the night back home.

Kinda Into It [Bakugou x gn Reader]

(part 1)

°•Intro°•

Description: Your a young guitarist that's barely getting by ends meet with your day job at a supermarket and at night a guitarists at your local bar but things take a turn when you met the famous band leader Kyouka Jirou who offers you a role as her bands new lead guitarist. But the same can't be said with her co leader/ bands drummer.

(all the characters are aged up till their early or mid 20s)

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Mayhem an up and coming punk rock band in Japan that's popularity started to sky rocket after their debut album and 4th single, a hit called Geanist. Their leader and only vocalist Kyouka Jirou, keyboardist Yayarouz Momo, their two guitarist Denki Kaminari and Tokoyami Fumikage and lastly their co leader and Drummer Katsuki Bakugou.

But things didn't go the way they had hoped . Because just a few days after their growth of success they're lead guitarist Tokoyami had announced his dispatcher due to personal issues, leaving the band incomplete.

Jirou decides to scout for a new member. One day going into a small bar she finds a young talented guitarist struggling to meet ends meet with that she decided the perfect new member for the group (y/n) ( l/n)

But this wasn't the same reaction her co leader Katsuki felt. Always looking down at the newbie every chances he gets.

She talked about him like he was a work of art.

“This mark here, it’s was made to quickly” she’d say while examining his shoulders. Peppering her words with soft kisses he couldn’t feel

She talked about him like he was someone’s master piece. “Clearly they’re not used to working with this medium.”

She talked about him, but rarely with him.

He told her he loved her, she told him he belonged in a gallery.

“And the stone they choose” she’d click her tongue, her fingers grazing the edge where his leg had broken off as a fledgling “not exactly the toughest material, how did they expect you to hold up in a storm?” She shook her head before pressing a kiss between his shoulders. “Whoever made you, didn’t know what they were doing.”

She talked about him, like he was a work of art.

How to Deal with Toxic People: Lessons from the Qur’an

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This is not love.

Tell me where the love is,

Show me.

Love is not power taking advantage of others,

Love is not the hateful words,

Love is not the dinner screaming match,

Love is not the locked doors,

Love is not the showers only to drown out wailing,

Love is not the afraid to bring up the discussion because of consequences .

Where is the love?

Where is it?

Show me,

Because if this is love I do not want it.

<3 Lavender Grey

THE PERFECT GIRL: Cirque du Fleur

Summary — Cirque du Fleur, a beautiful and amazing place where you can go and find fun!

Unfortunately, not everything is beautiful in that circus, maybe on stage they are funny and kind, but behind the scenes they are totally different. And that Soleil will learn the hard way.

Warning — violence, death, minor protagonist, toxic relationship, harassment, forced relationship, supernatural.

Original work masterlist | Prologue: Cirque Du Fleur — next chapter(coming soon)

This work is available on Wattpad.

The lights illuminated the circus stage, it was the favorite part of the circus visitors, the act of the hoops, where the sweet dancer crosses through the hoops and begins to dance with them around her body.

While the other dancers spin around her with more hoops as they throw them into the air and then catch them while dancing on pointe like her.

But unfortunately, for them, none of that happened that day, because the dancer had broken her leg during practice and the doctors said that she would not be able to dance like before. For which she was officially out of the artistic activities of the circus.

With that inconvenience, the circus needed a new dancer for everyone's favorite act, because this was the one that made the masses come to see the circus and everything now depended on finding the perfect substitute who managed to capture the essence of elegance. in his dance, but also an incredible artistic demonstration.

That is what the young Leroux Soleil managed to prove, not only is she perfect at what she does, but her appearance captivates people. Her wavy sweet ginger-colored hair, her beautiful green eyes and her white skin added a beautiful touch to her appearance, plus her small body her thin and fragile arms and legs that gave her an air of innocence.

Unfortunately, not everything is beautiful in that circus, maybe on stage they are funny and kind, but behind the scenes they are totally different. And that Soleil will learn the hard way.

THE PERFECT GIRL: MASTERLIST

Summary — Cirque du Fleur, a beautiful and amazing place where you can go and find fun!

Unfortunately, not everything is beautiful in that circus, maybe on stage they are funny and kind, but behind the scenes they are totally different. And that Soleil will learn the hard way.

Warning — violence, death, minor protagonist, toxic relationship, harassment, forced relationship, supernatural.

This work is available on Wattpad.

Prologue: Cirque du Fleur

Mistress Lady

Warning: f/f, non-consensual touching, brainwashing, manipulation, amnesia, innocent reader, mention of rape, mention of blood (light).

She speaks to you with beautiful words, promising you eternal life and the realization of your deepest desires.

You obey her like a servant who obey his master.

How many years pass after you agree to become his sevant? You can't remember. The memories erased from your mind.

She lets you do whatever you want for some reason, that indirectly sets you apart from the other servants.

What draws his attention to you? Was it your innocence? Was it your frail body? Was it your inability to do anything for yourself?

When you try to ask her, she laughs and says:

"You inquire for something that doesn't make sense. How can you not see it? You have eyes and you cannot see, but I have a cloth over my eyes, and I can see everything perfectly."

You can't understand… Or you don't want to understand.

"It's nice... " You murmur. You gently touch the belly of the hedgehog, caressing it skin gently.

"Just a hedgehog, why are you fascinated by that thing? There are different types of animals more exotic than that thing. Of all of them you only want to see this one." She's on your side, wagging her long tail in a bored way, her arms intertwined. Waiting for you done with that one.

The hedgehog trembles in your hand, trying to escape your gentle touch.

"This thing is cute..." Another gentle touch on the belly and the hedgehog calms down. "And it's the one I want to see for now… The reason I want it is because it reminds me of a fly trying to escape from a spider's web, he is the fly and I am the spider but with the difference that I don't just want to eat him I want to love him."

Yidhra just stay there, listening to you, listening to every word you say carefully.

Everything remains in a serene silence, Yidhra lost in his mind, and your mind lost with the gentle caresses of the hedgehog.

"Mistress Lady... " You talk with her. Getting her attentin.

"Yes?" Yidhra shakes her head at you. waiting for your question.

"Can we take care of this?" You show her the hedgehog with an innocent childish smile.

She watches you for a moment, putting her hand on her forehead tired of this situation. "Do not."

Your innocent smile instantly breaks when she says that.

"Why?" You leave the hedgehog, your once happy face now turning into a pout. Tears threatening to pour out of your eyes.

"We don't have time for this, come on." She leaves you alone in an instant.

"I'm sorry, little hedgehog, but… I can't take you with me." You put the hedgehog on the ground, get up and start walking behind Yidhra.

Again… You can't remember what you do next, you just know that you were in a strange place in the middle of a flower bed, feeling the last rays of sun on your face

Your attention moves to the flowers around you and then to your arm, where a painful pulsation is felt. It's hurt.

"Finally you wake up." Yidhra's voice appears in the midle silence.

You jump with your head towards her, Yidhra is very tall compared to you, her posture shows authority and power. And yours only shows fragility and naivety.

"The sun will go down and the night will come out. Isn't beatiful?"

"Yes." Do you remember, the hedgehog. Your attention shifts and Yidhra notices it. And she doesn't like it. "I really love the little hedgehog…" A soft murmur escapes your mouth, but Yidhra hears it.

Hiss

"How that simple animal can be loved by you? You're not supposed to remember it." She shound really angry.

"I really want it, please let me have it. "You ask naively. Pressing on the subject, but she really has enough of this.

"I said... No! I'm telling you for a long time, we're not going to have an animal with us." She hisses "That animal will distract you from your tasks!" She grabs your arm with such force, hurting you. "You'll obey me! I'm your master! You belong to me!

"It hurts." You tears fall down insteanly. "You, you scared me." You try to free out her grab.

"Oh, Honey, you shouldn't have scared of me." Her face changes to a smile, she was enjoy your tears, your fear, your pain. "I just want to protec you. That is bad?" Yidhra cleans your tears with his finger.

Her long, sharp nails wiped away your tears, cutting your cheek in a fine line.

“Ouch.” you instinctively moved away from his hand.

She just smiled, looking at the thin line of blood slowly trickling down your cheek, and slowly releasing your arm.

She was getting excited.

Your fear was interesting.

You leave me no choice.” She took the cloth that covered his eyes with his fingers and lifted it revealing his eyes, while parting his lips in a pointy-toothed smile.

Her bright, deep purple eyes caught your attention, hypnotizing you in the process. Completely forgetting everything around you to only focus on the brilliance of her.

"What are you doing standing up!? Go back to your bed! Can't you see you hurt yourself!?" A concerned woman's voice invaded her mind.

"I just want to play… Like them."

"You can't! And you never will! Please stop hurting yourself!"

The voices differed in tone, the first spoke desperately and uneasily and the second voice spoke nonchalantly exasperating the woman.

"I only care about you… You're the only thing we have."

"You dont need to care about me, im not a child anymore." The young girl looks at her feet.

The woman doesn't care what she say. She forced her to return home.

That young girl... looks like her, but she can't remember who the other woman is or when that happens.

When she recovered, she feels a thick fluids between his hands.

She switches her vision to her hands, discovering that the liquid was blood. Fresh blood, falling down her arms and ending in the flowers below her.

"W-what?" she can't believe what happened, where is that blood from? Or the blood is not hers? If the blood isn't hers, who's?

"Oh, honey. My dear Xia." Yidhra's voice.

"Xia? That isnt my name..." You remember.

She never calls you a name, calling you like Honey all this time, living and thinking Honey was your name. It was only a nickname that she gave you, and you taking it as your real name all this time.

Now that you remember, you never had one, it was just her calling you Honey, but never your real name.

Because right now?

But now the most important thing was the… blood, blood that dripped from your hands.

Sea lo que sea que ella haya hecho, te dolia demaciado el cuerpo, como si hubieses sido golpeada.

The moment she uncovered her eyes, you didn't know anything, just that memory, what had happened? She… forced you to do something you didn't want to?

Had she touched you too?

Certain intimate parts of your body hurt, did she do something to you?

If the blood wasn't his or yours… did that mean maybe you had killed someone?

Impossible

As someone like you could even hurt another person, you are just… someone fragile and weak, too naive and innocent to the point that it could be said that you are just… someone too foolish.

A quick thought ran through your mind, you looked at her quickly, the smile that you thought was affection now just looked… just arrogant…

Weapon.

You quickly searched your surroundings, if you hurt someone… that meant there was a weapon involved.

"Are you looking for this?" Her mocking voice called out to you. You quickly saw her again. "This is what you want to see so much?" She showed you the weapon.

You instinctively covered yourself when you saw the weapon fly from his hands, but you were able to calm down when the weapon just landed at your feet.

A pickaxe.

Dirty, rusty and old, fresh blood running down the tip.

You brought your legs closer to your chest, curling up on the ground, had you really done something like that? How? How!?

You felt the scaly texture imprisoning you, Yidhra's claws ran over your belly, rising slowly, brushing your breasts, collarbone, shoulders until reaching your face. Where she held you by the cheeks while she laughed.

"What's wrong my little Xia? Is there something you don't like?" She laughed.

"L-likes me? What's wrong with you!?" You tried to push her away but her grip was stronger.

His smile faded.

"Do you not like what I do for you?" She pressed harder on your cheeks. "Isn't that enough? Do you want more? Can I give you more"

You felt the burning of the wound on your cheek.

"W-what are you talking about? Of course I don't like this!" you shook yourself "What have you been doing to me all this time?" You grab her hands with the intention of moving them away from your face but she is stronger.

She was silent for a while, then laughed.

"What did I do to you?" She scoffed. "The real question here is. What have I not done to you yet?"

His hands came down once more, touching your chest affectionately, thick tears welling up on your terrified face.

"I've been too good to you this time and always rewarded you, isn't it time to take my reward too?"

Your clothes slowly parted from your body, you squeck in fright.

"Obey me like a good servant."

I will be gentle.

ONE OF YOUR GIRLS -Charles Leclerc

Summary: Where he loved the idea of her love not her. Warning: Angst pure angst, toxic relationship, asshole charles

A/N: inspired by One of The Girls By THE WEEKEND

Charles Leclerc the man he was, his charming smile and the gorgeous eyes that no one can resist. And you are no exception. Inspite of knowing his playboy ways and his lack of comitment you found yourself attracted to him.

You being a part of media knew each driver well and were close with most of them due to your genuine questions and how you always refrained from asking about their personal life. The drivers all had taken a liking to you and all looked forward to do interviews with you, inspite of you being a recent joinee.

Lewis Hamilton your idol and your grid family was the first notice your attraction towards the Monagasque "Careful there Y/N, dont go and fall in love with him now" he said laughing but also being concerned. You just shook your head.

Charles Leclerc himself didn't make it any easier for you always complimenting you and doing small gestures which others would consider as friendly but your naive crush took it to heart. The way he would bring your favourite coffeee each time you interview him or the way he ensures you have a ride home or the way his eyes light up whenever speaking to you.

You really thought you had a chance and he did nothing to deny that or make you question your thinking about him. You just wanted him in your life if not possible as a significant other, at least as a friend. You were friends and Charles always confided in you always. Charles always made you feel like the most special girl he made you feel like you were his everything.

Max and Lando well aware of your feelings towards him. Always motivated you to tell him your actual feelings

"C'mon Y/N he never speaks to a girl more than a week if he isn't intrested in them" Lando said

"Atleast you would not keep having expectations, schatje. Just tell him" Max said

How wrong they were !

One fine evening you and Charles were hanging out in his house were you came to the topic of how you prefer your significant other to be. You thought this was it this the only shot you have. You did just that you confessed how much you like him. As soon as you confessed Charles kissed you. It was the best fucking kiss of your life. It was everything and all you ever asked for.

Everything was perfect for a while. Him hugging you, holding your hands, cuddling and going on dates. Few drivers noted the changes and were all happy for you. you too were glowing. You should have known NOTHING LASTS FOREVER.

Soon you noticed how he was never affectionate towards you in public but you brushed it off thinking he wanted to keep it private, that didn't bother you much. But when he randomly going out or partying without you knowing, flirting with other girls it made you question what you really had.

You confronted Charles about this and what his answer just made you more confused.

"What are you my girlfriend ? we are just trying thing out Y/N. I am not in space to commit right now just give me some time".

That must have been it but no, you loved him way too much to let him go easily. You stayed with him hoping things would get better and you will be a happy couple.

Things just got worse from there, he was not as open as before he slowly started ignoring you but you still held on to tiny hope you found here and there.

Others weren't oblivious to the situation though you tried not to let it show. They all noticed how you seem so down always and have fake smile on.

Lewis and Max confront you one day. You break down in front of them and for the first time you let your feeling out. You told them everything about how insecure you feel, how you feel like you are the problem, maybe if you were better or that you are being overdramatic.

"You are the strongest person I know, love. He does not deserve your love I know it is not easy to let go of him right now, but you need to he is slowly sucking the life out of you. It is better to be alone than in bad company." Lewis explained.

"You deserve to be in relationships that make you feel seen, heard, and valued. You dont have put up with his shit, schatje" Max added on. "We will be with you every step of it".

It took you time but soon enough you were done you had no more tears to cry or fucks to give him. You just said to him that you are done with him but he didnt take it seriously cause this was the cycle falling out and him convincing you and you falling right back.

"Dont I too deserve to be loved by someone ?" you asked

"I love you, Y/N. I will start taking you seriously" he tried.

You shook your head "You dont love me Charles you just love the idea of me being in love with you. You love the idea of a person living solely for you. You love that you could pick me at your worst and drop me at your best"

With that you walked out and cried for him yet in the end it hit you that all you will be is

.........ONE OF HIS GIRLS.

Imagine: Peter (your boyfriend) part 3

Peter doesn’t reconize you, but the two of you went to high school together and he broke your heart, now it’s your turn to break his...

At first you didn’t have a plan. You wanted to test him, see how he would react...

Recently he would come to your work place and wait either at a table, watching you work...

Or outside hiding in a dark alley with his hoodie on. He thought he was being sneaky but you knew he was there...

The first thing you did was ignore him in public. He would raise his hand wave and you would walk past him or simply not aknowledge him

When he was at the dinner you woukd ask TK to take care of his order. You could see how much it pissed him off...

This little game kept on going until he snaped (a little) and grabed your arm when you were passing by

His eyes litteraly begged for your attention, his cheeks lightly pink,

you didn’t know if the tears that were creeping in the corner of his eyes were of anger, sadness or desperation...

But you allowed him a conversation, after all ignoring him was starting to get boring...

You exchange phone numbers and at some point, maybe in he let something slip in his text or you just noticed the weird van who was always parked in front of your window...

You noticed he was REALLY stalking you... in a weird way it made things more exiting for you

You had to find ways to make him pay without him noticing and he was ALWAYS looking at you...

Him... looking at you... you

A part of you hated the fact that it took him years for him to look at you. If he had noticed you back in high school you...

Well it’s not what happen, he didn’t notice you, in fact he despised you and he broke your heart... never forget that

The two of you would start to text each other, you allowed yourself to be more flity with him just to tease him a bit.

Then in person you would act all innocent and clueless

When you knew he was watching you at your appartment you would put some kind of show for him,

wearing lighter clothes, staying at your windows more often...anything to drive him crazy

Sometime when you were especially bored you would plan a date night with one of your friends and made sure he was watching

One time you "accidently" called him and let him hear as you flirted with them

A part of you knew it was a dangerous game. He was stalking you after all. This guy was clearly unstable...

But the grunts of frustration he would make when you talk to him about how much you loved your friends...

The desperation in his eyes when you were flirting with someone else in front of him...

His eyes...

On you...

To make sure he didn't do anything too violent you would spend a specific amount of time with him each time you emotionally tortured him

A five minutes conversation each time you flirted with a custoner at work in front of him...

A "date" each time you would have date night with your friends...

Just enough to keep him hooked.

You thought everything was under control... but underestimated how much he loved you.

You were going back home after one of your "date" with TK. Maybe it was mean to your friend, knowing he had a little crush on you but you were clear that you saw him as a friend and that all the flirting was purely platonic. You forgot to mention that it also was to drive your stalker crazy. Like before you manage to "accidently" call him and let him hear you spend time with TK. He was probably watching you... you, just you, only you~

You'll be lying if you said you didn't enjoy his attention. Deep down you wished things were different, that you could love him fully... but...

You pretended to noticed that you had called him and and cealled him back.

"Hi Peter. I accidently called you again, haha. How you doing?" You only heard heavy breathing as a responce. "Peter? Are you... are you there?" You asked. You heard a low chuckle before he hang up The next thing you heard was footsteps of someone running toward you. Before you knew it a cloth was covering yoir mouth and your vision slowly started to fade.

"Goodnight darling~"

Mania and Ludus

Two other oc of mine and are the origin of some kind of yandere curse. When I make yandere oc or when I include yandere in my stories I don’t like to attribute this terme to a certain mental illness for many reason. One I don’t like the association "mentally ill people = monsters" and two it give me more freedom in how I can explore my caracters without having to worry if my representation of a condition is accurate or not.

Now that it’s said, let me tell you the story of Mania and Ludus and how they became the Goddess of obcessive love and the god of playfull love.

Mania loved Ludus... in her own way

And Ludus loved Mania... in his own way.

It’s a shame they weren’t able to reconize the love they had for each other. They were traped in their own world, their own pain, unable to see the other as anything else but the role they needed them to play in their own life.

They were kids at first, born from neglecting fathers and either overprotective or uninterested mothers. The scars from their younger years left a hole where their hearst was suppose to be. A huge void, empty of feelings and compassion.

Doctors from all around the kingdom were called yo heal the young prince, the only heir to the throne. But none of them could do anything, the prince had to stay with this hole in his chest.

Mania’s mother was a witch, therefore she knew why this hole had appeared and she knew that the only person who could heal her was herself.

The whole in his heart kept Ludus from becoming a knight. He was unable to run, jump or laugh. Keeping him locked in this castle a silent castle. The rumors of his void in his chest driving people away and making him the hole in his chest grow larger as he grew up.

The two of them fanaly met when Ludus’s father, the king, decided that it was time for him to learn how to be a proper king. He move him in the royal castle, bigger than the one he grew up in. Mania’s mom was the right hand of the king, therefre the two of them lived in the castle since as long as Mania can remember.

It only took one look for them to reconize the familiar hole in each other’s chest.

They quickly became friends, bonding over what they had in common. Mania was studying magic with her mother. She was able to potions ans spells, allowing Ludus to run faster, jump higher and laugh louder.

Ludus’s cute attentions changed Mania’s frown into a smile, shocking the servants in the castle.

The holes in their chest closed slowly , progressively.

But nothing last forever, their intense feelings died down. Going from a explosive fireworks to a warm fireplace. Comforting for Mania but insufficient for Ludus. After spending such a long time in heavy silence calm didn’t please him. He looked for the fireworks, he had found with Mania, in others. Piercing the heart of his friend, who had previously healed him.

Ludus went after meaningless relationship, short love that he quickly grew tired of. The more relationship he had the less intense and fun they became.

While he ran around, Mania’s heart bled until it became as cold as ice.

Ludus didn’t deserve such a vivid throbing heart... not after wha he had done to Mania.

So she pulled it out ofhis chest. Still warm... still throbing... he couldn’t run anymore...

Soon Mania wasn’t able to run too, the ice of her heart frooze her flesh and bones... even her tears refused to spill out of her eyes.

The lesbeans.