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Hi!!! So I noticed that your requests are open, and I'd like to make a request, if you don't mind of course. But first of all, I just wanted to say that I really, REALLY love your writing, especially the hauntedhouseau!twst and bullyau!twst. I THRIVE from the feelings of hurt, angst and despair. Like, call me emotional or sensitive, but one time I literally cried for the reader (and grim, 'cause the grim ask also made me shed a few tears), because I can't help but feel sorry for them for being so helpless in their situation, but at the same time I liked the feeling of sadness and hurt in my chest(???). It really left a good impression on me, so much that your writing would randomly pop up in my head for weeks, for no reason at all.
Sorry, I rambled a bit back there didn't I? I was planning on writing more about the reasons why I fell in love with your writing, but I don't want to make this ask longer than it was supposed to be. I wanted to ask you multiple requests too, but I also don't want to burden you by asking too much, so I'm just gonna ask one that's been on my mind the most. Could I please ask for more about Bullyau!Ruggie? His relationship with the reader in the AU have caught my eye the most. That's all, thank you for all of your efforts in writing fics for us! We greatly appreciate it!
This is so cute no words can express how happy this made me š
I try my best to please both, also this was more of me giving a story than headcanons.
Back to your request-
tw. yandere, bullying, dubcon kissing/touching, mentions of suicide and starvation, graphic violence, being sold off at one point.
cw. bathing scene but gentiles are not described.
He gave you a sandwich.
Mayo and egg mashed up with a single crisp of a lettuce. It dangles in front of you, staring at it with a gulp. Ruggie's head turns to give you a look, noticing how you hadn't reached for the damn thing. His face frowns, making you flinch that you had upset him in some way. He sighs, propping himself down next to you.
Your body screams in pain, blitz of cuts run down your legs and nose. Barely managing to avoid Floyd. Alarmed, his sudden movements has you backing slightly to the wall before he grabbed your hands and roughly placed the egg sandwich between them.
"I couldn't find you in your dorm, Leona told me to feed you something since you've been going on a hunger strike."
Ruggie sounded disappointed. And that made you hallow at some point. Because he's taken the role of caring for you, unwanted yet needed. You'd hate to admit it, but seeing Ruggie makes you a little bit happier.
The mention of starvation has you eyeing the cold sandwich, you weren't allowed to eat. You're not sure if you told yourself that or someone else did, it felt wrong but his glare has you shakily bringing it close to your mouth.
You have started to doze off, eating mindlessly as he dabs your face with a wet cloth to clean the blood oozing from your nose. Hearing him whisper to himself whilst wiping the egg crumbs on your lips. Finishing, you shyly glance up at him, having the urge to tell him you feel like throwing it up. But you don't want to get slapped across the head for such a childish threat, swallowing whenever your throat tightens. Instead, like you were taught, you watch him disinfect your wounds and lastly bandage them.
He gets up, patting his pants down. You bring your knees closer to your chest as he stretches with a bored yawn, telling you to go and hide near Savanaclaw territory as Leona is in a good mood.
He won't hurt you as bad as he did.
You know it was a lie. Yet you nod, lips turning into a frown as he leaves you.
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You laid on your back and gazed upon the stars.
Petting Grim who failed to stay up to protect you as he claimed; laying next to your side. Ruggie not too far. With his hands supporting his head and mimicking you. For some reason it's never pitch black at night as it was in your world, there are swirls of purple and blue with stars shining twice as bright.
Breathing softly as the cool air envelops your skin, eyes closed tightly as you lay a hand over your bruised neck. Thereās still an adrenaline rush pumping in your lungs, Ruggieās presence not helping the situation.
āDo you think of killing yourself one day, [Name]?ā
Normally, the question would have you stuttering an answer. Yet there wasnāt a reason to lie.
āSometimes.ā
Hoarse. Slowly opening your eyes and turning your head to the side to look at him. Heās thinking the same, propping himself on his side with his hand supporting his cheek this time.
āYea? Whatās stopping you?ā
Your nails dig into your palm and a sudden rush of tears swell. Was it the thought of leaving Grim on his own? Or perhaps the fear of where your soul may go and be stuck for eternity with the ghosts? Whatever the cause, you certainly donāt wish to die. And that makes you hysterical.
āI donāt know.ā
Covering your face out of embarrassment, too many times have they made you purposefully cry: however it brings you red to even show such vulnerability.
Ruggie blinks at you before sighing deeply to himself. He brings his face closer to yours to lick at your tears, murmuring how youāve already cried so much today. Itāll make you dehydrated if you keep it up. Itās comforting in a way, like a mother licking her kitten clean with his rough textured tongue.
His body moves on its own with hovering over you, watching you idly as you suck in a breath to control your whimpers and sniffles. He looks angry. Not at you. It canāt be you, you havenāt done anything. If it wasnāt you, then you can fear what the real problem was, that he was conflicted of himself. But the thought wasnāt strong enough for him to detain.
To engulf you by surprise and steal a kiss. More than once, twice, until you give in.
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Only four people have seen you bare and soaked in water.
Trey being the first, scrubbing off the dirt and grimes on your skin after Ace and Deuce took you out.
Azul leaving you in his large tub to hide you away from the twins, remembering the annoyed expression he wore as he patted you down with a towel.
Lilia having the honors of a small lecture as he heals you from the cuts given by Sebek, the water was always cold.
And Ruggie, stars, youād suffocate yourself in this very tub to let him care for you. The memories of being held down as money was thrown at him. How you groveled and beg for him to not let them take you. You shouldnāt expect so much from him, your attachment looking dull as he picks up the fallen goods without looking your way.
All means well. When youāre crawling back to him, scared and in need of help. You still find yourself in a humiliating situation, one you barely plan on changing.
It felt good at least. Drawn a hot bath, almost boiling your skin. His nails are insanely sharp as they dance over the open wounds near your chest. With half lidded eyes, you ponder to yourself as he stitched up the wound with a needle and thread.
His hands were similar to theirs, roughing you by the hair and clumsily carving into your flesh. Comparing it to Ruggieās was an understatement, he hadnāt touched you like them. Sure he was tough on you and maybe left a mark once in a while.
But his touch was something youād rather have than what they gave you. So you relax even when the pain eats at your nerve system. Shaking limbs rippling the water.
Comfort is a false statement. But you can always dream.
#yandere twst#yandere twisted wonderland x reader#yandere twisted wonderland#ruggie bucchi x reader#bully!au#hmm this a lil too soft#but it ruggie so it okaz
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FINALLY ANOTHER YANDERE TF2 BLOG
Iāve checked your blog out and Iām finding out you just recently added tf2 š¤ since requests are open can I get something about the post you did of Scout falling for the teams enemy. Can you write a reaction about realizing they have the hots for them? Spy and Scout pretty please with a cherry on top and thank you šš»
This one got a lil kick to it
Note that I personally have red and blue tf2 characters have different personalities (bc I made my lil tweaks for blue team as my ocs :3)
tw. yandere, gore (?), description of violence, stalking, implied psychological torture, mind break.
Scout is just that guy. So when youāre face planted into soil or concrete you have already given up on fighting back. Itās harder and less gruesome this time, there isnāt a chance to exchange snarky insults when a bat is smashed into your gut.
You donāt wanna point fingers but youāre so sure the Scout is targeting you. Not even going after your Medic, itās always straight towards you. There were plenty of times you wanted to confront him about it but that just makes you look silly to pout about.
So when you did have the balls to corner and yell at him to piss off, his winning smile would be the last thing youād see before being blasted with his scattergun.
Youāre beyond furious for not being taken seriously, this feels way more personal than fighting over land, itās as if you offended him in some way.
Scout definitely takes is personally. Like who even are you? All high and mighty on the enemies team with your cute little weapons. It pisses him off so bad he doesnāt even know why. Thereās a deep hated settlement for the Blue team, your other teammates donāt catch his eyes like you did, you want his attention so bad dontcha?
When itās another day of going out to work you almost wanna stay back. But your team needs you as much as you needed them. So you suck it up and pray that Scout would get tired of you one day. You think of what could go wrong, or how it could get even worse. To the point where youāre forced against the wall with his metal bat strangling your neck, the cold steel crushing your windpipe as Scout eyes you up.
āI felt as this couldāve been way more easier on your part, ya know, take ya out someār real nice. But you wanna be difficult, huh?ā
āI mean, I know you got the hots for me, all the babes do.ā
His grip lacks in pressure as he geeks to himself, prideful. Taking large amounts of breaths, your hand finds its weapon and clumsily hit him over the head.
It knocks him off you, youāre wheezing and lightheaded as you stumble on top of him. Your fist repeatedly bashing into his face, all the pent up anger slowly releasing as you come to a stop. Holding onto his dog tag with one hand and the other in his hair.
You can say you fantasized the day Scout would fumble into your hands, where you can put the little shit in his place and show him just exactly why you were hired to be here.
The blood dripping down his nose and mouth was not flattering, but god did it feel good. Scout can only suck in his breaths through busted teeth and nose, hazy eyes staring up at you so adoringly.
Putting an end to it, leaving him back in respawn, Scout shudders as he falls backwards on his ass. His heart racing of feeling alive, dead before, but it felt amazing by your hands. The way you looked at him like he was some scum, angering you might be his new favorite hobby.
However, he had to show you what happens when stunts like those get out of hand, donāt you know only he can do that to you?
Spy didnāt think to find himself in love. Not exactly love, loving someone doesnāt make you repeatedly stab their back more than usual. Lingering, waiting, for you to be alone so he can pounce. Itās ungentlemanly of him, but he doesnāt wanna stop so soon.
Just the smell of cigarettes has you on edge, you know itās your Spy, damned look-a-like. It leaves you paranoid, like a dog with its tail between its legs.
Anyone can be him. Is your Scout a little too nonchalant? Or did you feel unease at your Engineer not answering you in the dead of night, but itās Engineer, the poor guy needs sleep. But so do you. You canāt feel comfortable in your own base. Always looking over your shoulder, that Demo has been too touchy with you.
It leaves things complicated, one, Spy isnāt so sure on how to reciprocate his feelings with you. Itās unprofessional to date coworkers, one on the other team to be exact. He wonāt deny the terror on your face amuses him, it felt nice to know he left a permanent presence that has you petrified. Itās selfish of him to want and indulge, so he carefully, makes himself known in your life. Understand heās here to stay.
Some psychological damage is being done, youāve seen plenty of fucked up shit, but being human can only get you so far. Itās gotten to the point you begged your Medic to give you some sorts of medication to sleep better. A place where Spy wouldnāt be able to get you even if he had your physical body back in reality.
You need sleep. Heās making you lose it. Youāre losing it and the bags under your eyes are proof.
War leaves something for everyone, a part of you is within those battle grounds. By his hands, laying dead in his arms as your body disintegrates into nothing. Youāll be back at spawn. Dreading to step foot out back to chaos. Because you can see him waiting for you.
Spy needs you without a doubt, you have shown that you arenāt capable of caring for yourself. A mercenary is strong and stable, you were once, yet heās stripped away a valuable part of you.
#yandere tf2#tf2 scout x reader#tf2 spy x reader#not my proudest ramble ima be real#feel like I can explore their tactics and behaviors better š
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And now, my neglection of you anons in my inbox, prepare to be answered from last year
#ą¬rambles#some of yāall wanna be named anons and a bunch is just asks/request about the bully!au
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tw. yandere, bully!characters,Ā manipulation, possessive behavior, heavy dehumanization, humiliation, starvation.
Octavinelle || Scarabia || Pomefiore
Everyone loved Kalim. Kalim was someone who people looked out for. Easily making friends with a happy ray of smile, itās so so easy. You sometimes wish you were like Kalim, welcomed with open arms. Trying to befriend Kalim was not as easy as you thought, scared away by his overwhelming behavior, anxiety and fear because you werenāt so use to basic human decency.Ā
You were just a little too late. Word goes around from Caterās schemes, your name dirty to everyone who looked your way. Glancing over at Kalim whoās ushered away from you...āyouāre bad influence,ā Jamil would say. There was small hope in you, chewing your bottom lip as Kalim looks back to see your intimidated figure.Ā
Kalim is smart enough to understand what was right and not. Frankly, he didnāt care about about your reputation. Youāre you, the whispers of your name flood the halls and offices. Being you is no fun, because you are nothing but someone Kalim can easily walk over.
Heās keen on the thought.
Over the years Kalim ādidā try to see what all the fuss was about, whatās got people so worked up about you? Magic was not in your blood, the legacy of your name had no value and yet you kept going. You still managed to survive the horrors of that school, heās more than impressed.
He would never forget the day Riddle ordered you around like some brainless mutt, the fear and obedience in your eyes made his mind clog like water. Kalim is used to seeing people get told what and what not to do back in his hometown. Heās never liked it, but maybe thisāll be a change of heart.
Talk about horrible timing. Kalim will swoop you into his arms if you had any trouble involving money or got into some sort of debt. Heās more than happy to pay it, for a price. Not trying to sound like Azul, Kalim will be reminded of you once pure boredom settles in.
Someone is in trouble, in need, you need him and he's all too willing with an outstretched hand. The smile on his face is ill to look at, the face of kindness makes your skin itch with fear. Because as much as you didn't interact with Kalim, hanging around with the fake faced of hope was your set of reality
And you were right, Kalim was horrible. His tantrums are almost as wild as Floyd's yet he knew to better control himself, throwing fits in private you'd rather have servants running around to avoid his wrath. He would always want you near him, in his presence and by his side only. If Kalim wasn't able to watch you 24/7 that's what Jamil's good for.
Your position in Kalim's life is nothing but degrading. The fond hand of his would pet the top of your head - like a mutt. Kalim prefers to call you by many names, but being called a mutt occurs when his temper is lost. You learned the hard way that to have the things you wanted meant pleasing Kalim first. Every beck and call must you drop everything you're doing to be near him, the jingle of your collar will let him know you've been listening.
It's odd and uncomfortable on the floor, no matter how clean and smooth the ground is. Always on your knees and never your gracious two feet you were born with. Standing on feet will result in you being punished, locked in a room with no light or food. A simple mistake can have you thinning within weeks.
Thereās kindness behind Kalimās work. Heād always cry seeing your defeated and malnourished figure. Itās your mind playing tricks with you, but salivation of your basic needs begging to be taken care of sounds like a luxury. So you couldnāt help but whimper into his neck as he pets the back of your spine; telling you itās your fault for him treating you this way. He never wants to treat his pets like this, but things must be done in order for a proper domestication.
Jamil has always been there from the beginning of it all. The first person to see when youāve awaken and the last when slumbering. You prefer not to anger him, that got you nothing but the eyes he was blessed with.
His eyes were nothing but beautiful. But they were sharp, calculating and cruel. You know itās done on purpose, when you had the wheels of your life, he took that away with a single stare. Something inhumane in them, staring too long has your head drawn low out of fear. Because you knew what heās capable of.
Youāre meant to be kept alive, you donāt make his job easy when youāre throwing items across the room from him after spending time with Kalim. Jamil takes this opportunity to try and gain your trust, even if he fails to support that intention by giving into his desires, youād slowly start to believe in him.
Biting on the hand that feeds earns you a slap back, flinching whenever a finger lays on you. Growth, there is always room for it, the teeth reflective and becomes less, now you bow your head to instead lick at the palm like a good dog. The best there is, and the only thing youāll be good for.
#kalim al asim x reader#jamil viper x reader#yandere twst#yandere twisted wonderland#yandere twisted wonderland x reader#watch me take a whole another year to write for Pomefiore š¤¤#bully!au
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I know Iām not crazy I read this one scp x reader fanfic on wattpad (?) where youāre a D-class and all the typical surviving each experiment. HOWEVER thereās a particular scene where youāre going up the stairs/or down idk I forgot whag scp that one is and getting chased by a monster THEN you find your way in scp-1678ās world
Multiple of them are trying to find you and one catches you. The other is some steamy shit happening but oh lord please someone tell me that fanfic still exists itās been in the back of my mind since years ago š
#ą¬rambles#a cry for help#bully!au posts being released not click bait š½#someone see this and understand what Iām talking about Iām not crazy#like scp-1678 was going ham on you
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My bad
#ima write more I say#LOLZ OOPS#Ong watch me whip up sm tonight cross yāallās fingers š#ą¬rambles
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how you can help palestine
*i regularly update this post with any new info i find so please always reblog the original post*
Donations
palestine children's relief fund
palestine red crescent society
help bring down israel's weapon trade - palaction
save palestine - islamic relief canada
click to donate - arab.org
send medical supplies to gaza - palestinian american medical association
NOTE: journalists based in gaza are saying that donations are not going to help atm. what will help is a demand for ceasefire. so please contact your local MPs every single day demanding as such. palestine need a ceasefire right now, not money (i will update when monetary help is needed)
if you want to donate, do this instead:
help buy e-sims for people in gaza (you can follow this tutorial. if the simly app is not accepting donations or āgiftsā then you can check out holafly. those are the only two that are working well right now. if you would like to stay updated, please follow @/Mirna_elhelbawi on twitter)
support palestinians: buy a keffiyeh from the last and only factory in palestine - hirbawi
Petitions
petition to investigate war crimes committed by israeli military
demand ceasefire - amnesty.org
open call for immediate ceasefire
american government call for immediate ceasefire
american government to stop funding israeli military
ceasefire and increase humanitarian assistance - oxfam au
petition to get canva to address their pro-israel stance
they have been deleting private pro-palestine posts
location specific petitions
gaza call for ceasefire - oxfam (UK)
end israeli occupation - parliament uk (UK)
email your MP - medical aid for palestine (UK)
stop fuelling genocide - action network (USA)
ceasefirenow.com - jewishvoiceofpeace (USA)
call congress and demand a ceasefire - uscpr (USA - they provide a script of what you should say, so don't worry about it)
note: you can call everyday. they tally the number of calls per issue. so more calls = higher chance for them to take action. p.s. you mainly go to voicemail so donāt worry about phone call anxiety. fight through it just this once please.
australia call on israel to stop attacking palestinians - apan (AUS)
sign to send letter to MP for ceasefire - nccm (CANADA)
ceasefire now! - ijv (CANADA)
cessez-le-feu et un couloir humanitaire - le mouvement (FRANCE)
write to your dƩputƩ - assemblƩe nationale (FRANCE)
skydda civilbefolkningen i gaza! - mittskifte (SWEDEN)
singaporeans call for immediate ceasefire (SIN)
contact your elected reps and demand a ceasefire (GERMANY)
write to the EU demanding a ceasefire (EUROPE)
template of letters you can send (EU)
guide on how to contact your MPs in EU
multiple actions you can take to help palestine - plant een olifbloom (NETHERLANDS)
includes: links for donations, emails to MP, emails to media, links to petitions and demonstrations
den haag, maak nĆŗ werk van vrede in israĆ«l/Palestina - the right forum (NETHERLANDS)
Campaigns
friends of al-aqsa
ā„ UK-specific
urge your MP to speak up for palestine
hands off al-aqsa
stop administrative detention
petition for UK to stop arming israel
ā„ International
boycott puma ā email them to end their partnership with israel
boycott coca-cola
palestine action
join the resistance
islamic relief canada
urge your MP to rally for ceasefire
decolonise palestine
poster campaign to raise awareness on the war crimes being committed against palestinians | (very very important please share + read the sources provided)
text/call campaign for people living in USA
text CEASEFIRE @ 51905 to call for a ceasefire
text RESIST @ 50409 to send a letter to your representatives to pass HR3103āa bill that prohibits tax dollars from going to israel
download 5Calls app to contact members of your congress | (more info)
BDS movement
get involved in boycotting companies associated with israel
please let me know if you have any more links. i will add them in. and please reblog the original post!!
UPCOMING PROTESTS
PALESTINIAN LITERATURE READING LIST
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I want to physically punch scout in the throat and then tuck him in bed with a kiss goodnight
#ą¬rambles#tf2 fic coming right up btw#tryna convert some of my twst fans into my territory š#picking up the continuation of bully!au intro sad face emoji
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Laboratory!au idea Iām brainrotting outta nowhere
You were born in a lab, either taken or formed and is property to these mad scientists who are trying to create the perfect weapon for war. All your life youāve seen the clean white walls stain dirty with your blood or another. You somehow out of the others survived most of your procedures.
There is no such thing as moral or a understanding of love. Privacy is nothing, your comfort, discomfort isnāt important, so as you thought, it wonāt be your first priority. Your caretakers have left and go, they never stayed. So when you were capable of being sent off to the real world, a change of chemistry began. Just what was outside of these walls you called home.
Thereās two routes to this au, one, you managed to escape the facility and is being hunted down. You wonāt be able to live a normal life without the help of others, you know nothing of human society. The second option is you staying, youāre trained to be what you were born for. With the bonus of new caretakers who will be monitoring everything you do. Everything.
#ą¬rambles#yandere twst#yandere twisted wonderland x reader#yandere twisted wonderland#yandere hetalia#yandere tf2#just some thoughts waddya thinkš„“#laboratory!au#Iāll make a separate post of how reader behaves
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Happy new years š¤
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Praying the end of 2024 we get Azul new years cardšš¼ (2024 hasnāt even started yet)
#ą¬rambles#guys itās not fair#why is my baby daddy being r cards and not ssr LIKE show me my glorious king
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I LUV THIS
Slasher!Riddle leans a little closer to the seriously ill patient! reader lying on the bed, only to whisper conspiratorially: of all the people in this hospital, I would be most ashamed to kill you, my dear patient.
And the patient!reader just quietly cries.
slasher!au belongs to @azulsluver .
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Just got my first tf2 ask itās boutta get wicked
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Pls donāt do this if you donāt feel comfortable doing it but, in the bully au for twst, imagine if they accidentally did go to far and killed yuu/mc.
Iāve been thinking about it for like the past day š
And have a good day or night!
tw. yandere, bully!characters, death of reader, Choking, hinted unintentional/intentional murder, mentions of cannibalism, gore.
Reactions to them (accidentally) killing you.
Riddle/Trey/Cater/Ruggie/Floyd/Vil/Rook included
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Riddle
His punishments know no mercy, locking you away from everyone else. Riddleās temper can only be bottled so little until it explodes, leading to your demise. Your brutish nature challenged him directly to where submission was needed, where his unique magic summoned onto you; so powerful it left you heaving and choking.
In a fit of his anger his emotions blinded him of everything but a need to release the burden of his love towards you. More likely the hurt of his ego, reasoning fell on deaf ears.
Riddle wouldnāt be able to notice the light in your eyes frantically holding onto what little of yourself you had. To die by him was an understatement, humiliation and anger being the last youāll ever feel as youāre wrongfully killed. And when he does have your unresponding body in his hands does he understand his wrongs.
But Riddle would try to find an excuse for his behavior, unless someone were to outright tell him how unforgiving he was. Crushing his soul to an extent of taking your life. Riddle surprisingly, didnāt mean to kill you.
Trey
It was irresponsible of him to leave you without proper care. Trey let his feelings get the best of him, resulting in him neglecting you of your wounds as no one else bothered to check up on you. So when he takes the time to lock the doors of your room, blowing off steam by ignoring your cries and pain whimpers from the other side.
Thereās a conflicted look in his eyes as he peers down at your lifeless body. He should have patched up your wounds. You bled out to die in such a painful and gruesome way, your savior dismissing his own set of rules; where you help him and he helps you.
Trey is guilty of your death. He didnāt cause you to die but he held a large part of an opportunity to have you with him. If he wasnāt so blinded by ignorance he would have fed you sweets as he stitched up open cuts. Ask you to leave with him far away from people, away from your abusers and live with him.
His love may hurt, but he truly loved you.
Cater
Never expected you to go so fast. It was one of his pranks that werenāt so harmless. Cater always had his cruel ideas backed up with a plan, that way you didnāt die. When you think Cater wanted you dead that just means his intentions were clear enough. He can freely express himself when making you doubt. So when you didnāt think heād use a actual blade saw to cut your stomach up, even when it was on.
You just had to keep wiggling around, why didnāt you struggle enough, the binds werenāt tied so tightly. Cater cringes at the stench of your flesh and organs that decorated the floor and blade. He didnāt mean to have the switch turned on. How did it turn?
Cater is nothing but angry at himself and you. He wanted to scare the shit out of you and maybe cut you a little, but this will imprint his mind. There was no joy to have with your empty eyes, a hideous and grotesque sight of your lower face painted in blood. He couldāve imagined the pain of having to choke on your own blood to death.
Ruggie
Youāve ticked Ruggie off that day. Somehow his patience wore thin. It was out of character for him to snap at you so suddenly. All of his aggression forced him maul your body until it was unrecognizable. Ruggie wonāt be able to control his blinding rage out of animalistic intent. One that was never meant to kill you.
He was never the type to hurt you so far. So when he finally blinks tiredly at the scene in front of him. Your blood and skin are under his nails and teeth. His tongue quickly laps up with saliva as you take over his senses. Ruggie can only shudder as he stumbles off you.
So many dirty work heās done for Leona, heās seen back in his homeland. Yet the look of your fucked up face with teeth and nose missing, he claws at his cheek in wonder if heās dreaming.
Ruggie wonāt be able to get you off his mind. When the evidence is cleaned and Leona assured him that he didnāt mean it; although he is also pissed. He canāt get the taste of you out of his tongue.
Floyd
He was unsupervised with you, no one knew he was coming to you to relieve his anger. After a frustrating day of work he forgets humans arenāt as thick skin.
Floyd would be stunned in the spur of things, with you choking on your own blood as he wipes it out of his mouth. Your chewed up flesh stuck to his teeth as he watch solemnly; youāre trying to stop the bleeding by pressing your shaking hands over the wound. It gushes between your fingers, making you scream in agony.
So it was up to Floyd, either to run and find his brother or Azul for help or watch you bleed to death. Which ever way would lead to your demise. Because he sits on the floor with your head on his lap. Gurgling and gasping as he plays with your face.
Floyd will watch you slowly give up, how the light in your eyes bum down to a pit of nothing. Until he can no longer hear your voice and the beating in your chest. Floyd accepts his mistakes of chewing too hard on his toys. And he bitterly hopes to find you one day again. Heās not planning on letting you go.
Vil
Vil sought this day to come. He knew his harsh reality of his obsession with you would break you into nothing but a reminder of his doings. Where Vil killed you accidentally or on purpose is up to the scenario of what happened to become of this. Iād say heās too prideful to let you die, his suffering is yours to share.
He had thoughts of when heād finally killed you. Be it he poisoned you to the point your skin and flesh burned way from the potion or he crushed your skull a little too forceful into a wall or counter. Either way itāll be gruesome and painful.
Guilt wonāt be on Vilās mind. Heās in a state of peace for a while before he can start to obsess over you once again. Youāre a tinted memory he holds dearly, every action done by him to further scar you for life is intentional.
Youāre nothing to his eyes but something he can dream and have a nostalgic sense of feeling once in a while. As obsessions canāt always be let go, he keeps the remainder of your body somewhere safe in the depths of his home. Handmade by his truly, a doll made of porcine lays in a glass coffin.
Rook
The day Rookās mistakes come and bites him in the ass was soon to come. He has no control over the future and how his fun little game would end. With your corpse dangling from his previously made trap. He let you wander too far in his game of hunt, and too late to prevent this from happening.
By all means, Rook is sadden. Not in a way youād think. Like losing the goldfish you won at a festival, he ponders over you before properly figuring out on what to do next.
Carefully and thoughtfully, he takes you back to his home to behind the procedure. Itās sickening but luckily for you youāre already dead and gone to witness Rookās deeds. Kissing your bloodied lips and chopping off limb from limb in a clean fashion. Your remains are kept safely and stored for further use, maybe if heās ever thinking of you heāll make you taste delicious.
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Scout is skibidi's toliet origin??? Canon?! šØ
ENOUGH OF THIS
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