If there will be a part two for yandere online friend, once I found out im pregnant, I will cause a miscarriage on purpose and blame him for the lying, the cheating, the drugs, EVERYTHING. Tormenting him for his betrayal, because it’s not fair that he messed around with another girl while I was there for him when his own family wasn’t.

(I know i was aware high school love wasn’t gonna last but i love being petty and holding on grudges brings me joy.) 🥰💅

you're more fucked up than me dawg 😭 but at the same time it's understandable?? In a way?? But then again that isn't any better than the yandere... This will be the first, and last darkfic I will ever write

Tw: self abortion, guilt tripping, toxic relationship, mentioned non-con, this whole fic is a warning in itself, self harming, suicide. readers be warned,dead dove do not eat

🥀no no NO! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS!? WHY WOULD YOU RUIN EVERYTHING HE WAS SO CLOSE TO ACCOMPLISHING?? you were supposed to love the baby.. all in all, he goes into hysteria when he sees you on the floor of the bathroom. Blood all over the tiles and toilet

💔calling 911 and breaking down, sobbing uncontrollably as they load you onto the stretcher and go to the hospital. When you wake up, he expected you to call the police or scream for help. But you just.. stared at him? No emotion..

🥀you stayed in the hospital for a week, he stuck to your side like glue. The nurses always commented on how much of a loyal boyfriend you had, but they were met with silence. It unnerved them a bit but they just brushed it off as you processing the miscarriage

💔when Damien took you back to his house, he boarded up the windows and doors. Adding multiple locks all while looking like he was hyperventilating. Images of you bleeding flashing through his head. the doctors said it was a miracle they even managed to save you

🥀he froze when he finally heard you speak for what felt like the first time in weeks.

"this is all your fault. You did this to me."

"d-darling please! Let's not go there.."

"you're a worthless pathetic bastard. I hate you."

💔he slowly goes back into his old destructive habits, cutting his arms and smashing solid objects against his thigh or legs. Making himself feel the pain you must've felt, always crawling back to you. Bloody and bruised, begging to be forgiven

🥀he starts making up stories. Saying the girl pushed herself onto him, or he wasn't thinking straight when it happened. He'd be so unstable you could even manage to get him to off himself if you pushed him farther, taking his money and leaving his bloody corpse in the shitty house he called a home. Did he seriously expect to raise a family here? Pfft, what a weirdo..

oh, and did i mention attempted murder?

as you can tell, i'm gonna be using this meme format a lot

hello!! i love your recent captain!vanessa x rookie!reader fic omg im on my knees for captain!vanessa omg <3 i was wondering if toxic!sorority!vanessa would ever receive pleasure from reader instead of giving it? if yes, could you do a fic about it? 👀 anyways hope you take care of yourself and keep urself safe!! <33

A/N: I have more Captain!vanessa on the way!!! It’s just in the oven rn. Also sorry if this one is a bit short, I’m getting back into the swing of writing fics. Hope it’s good for yall tho!!

Toxic!Sorority!Vanessa X Reader. Selfish.

TW: Toxic relationship, Guilt Tripping.

You lay on the bed with Vanessa, she sit besides you, braiding your hair, ranting about her day.

“ AND THEN Lily, fucking little slut. Practically BEGGED me for some coke on fucking campus!! Like in front of people! I know every one knows but Jesus! I can’t get arrested right now! “

You chuckled, scrolling through your phone as you listened. Sometimes all she needed was to let off a little steam. And you sat pretty and let her.

“ I’m still so fucking pissed. It’s been a day yn. “

“ I’m sure it has. “

“…that’s it? “

You glanced up, tilting your head slightly. She glared down at you, shaking her head.

“ your not going to make me feel better? “

“ oh uh- I’m sorry nessy…can I help anyways…?? “

“ your awful at comforting people ya know. “

“ you just usually…don’t care. “

She groaned, laying back in bad. You rolled over and shimmied up to her, wrapping arm across her.

“ well now I want comfort. Why are you acting like this is such a big deal yn! “

“ I-it’s not a big deal a-at all!! W-what do you want me to do Vanessa…? “

She hummed, thinking to herself. You knew she knew exactly what she wanted, but she wouldn’t tell you easily. She was tricky like that, you had to figure out how to crack her.

“ want me too…talk about my day? “

“ and take MY spotlight?? Selfish whore..”

“ n-no your right! Uhm…I can cook you something…? “

Vanessa let out another ‘ Hmph ‘ and rolled over face down in her pillows. You sighed, playing with her hair. You knew what she wanted, but you also knew she was going to be mean about it. But you’d rather her be mean than upset at you.

“ do you wanna…fuck me..? “

“…hm…no…I want you to fuck me~ “

“ what??? “

You sat up in shock, your eyes wide in confusion. She snickered and sat up besides you pulling you into her.

“ well..i just realized that you’ve never done it! And it feels like you’re being selfish…like you don’t love me…”

“ b-but I do love you Nessa! “

“ then prove it…and fuck me just as good as I do you~ “

You fiddled with your thumbs, you’d never even dreamed of fucking her before! She was always on top of you, and you ever dare say a word she’d drop you.

“ cmon, I’ll take these off, you know where the strap is, and you know what to for for foreplay~ “

You gulped, getting up and heading towards her vanity, stripping off your clothes and pulling out the pink strap. You examined the features, before slipping it on, tightening it around your hips and waist. Turning back, your heart nearly stopped when you saw her. Vanessa was just taking off her bra, laying nude on her bed; her skin almost glowed, her soft muscles rippling ontop of the woolen blankets.

“ cmon…get me ready yn~ “

You nodded, getting back on the bed and keeping your head between her legs, looking up at her before letting your tongue swim through her gentle folds. You immediately felt her legs crush between your head, keeping you in place.

“ that’s it…keep going yn..make me all nice and wet~ “

You nodded, or did the best nod you could trapped between two legs. You started a steady pace of laps through and around her folds, holding her waist to keep her somewhat under control.

“ cmon, i can fuck myself better with a table edge than you are, I thought you said you loved me! “

“ I domph! “

“ then prove it! Get up, roll me over, and fuck me. “

Vanessa growled, pulling your head up with your hair and throwing you to your knees. You quickly grabbed her waist and rolled her over. Her grasped her hips, aligning yourself with her hole, and slowly pushing yourself in.

“ fuck..I am small..I can’t believe I get you sobbing with this thing…”

You didn’t respond, only thrusting in, and slowly pulling out. You went red in the face, as your started your thrust pattern, in and out, just like Vanessa would.

“ come on. Harder! Is this anyways to fuck someone?? “

“ I-I’m trying Nessa! “

“ not hard enough. You said you loved me, show me you love me then!

This time you thrusted in harder, getting a groan out of her. You had lost the pattern, now just trying to get in as deep as possible. Sweat began to bead down your forehead as you continued, throwing her legs over your shoulders to hold you up.

“ I used to ride toys better than this, I could pay any girl in this fucking house to fuck me better. You want me to? Leave you here and sleep with a better girl? “

“ n-no vanessa!!! I l-love you!! “

“ say it like you mean it. “

“ I-i love you Vanessa!! “

“ again. “

You were panting now, struggling to keep going. The strap was hitting your puffy clit, making you whine as you got ever so closer to your orgasim.

“ I love you Vanessa!! “

You slammed in deeper a few times, before finally finishing with one last thrust, colpasing onto her as you heard her whine.

“ I-I’m sorry…I-I’m so sorry I tried not t-to cum before you, I-i “

“ I came…don’t..tell anyone I did this…I-i don’t..ever cum this easy..”

Vanessa muttered, as you smiled softly, burrying your head in her neck.

“ get up. I’m going in the shower, are you coming? “

“ o-oh, yeah! “

“ good. I’ll take care of you in there~ “

You flushed, quickly sitting off Vanessa and slowly pulling out, tossing the strap to the side. Vanessa got up, stumbling her first few steps, before grabbing her robe that hung from her chair.

“ I’ll get it going…hurry up before I decide to start…”

“ alright…I love you Vanessa! I-I hope you had a good time…”

“….dont get ahead of yourself…”

You sighed as she left, grabbing your robe from her closet and getting ready to follow her out. She was just embarrassed, you told yourself, who wouldn’t be! But, despite everything, you followed her out of the room and into the shower, giving yourself to her again. Just like you always did to make her happy.

Requesting Rollo simply preying upon the reader. He just guilt-tripping them for having lustful thoughts and the only way that the reader can be cleansed is to well, admit of their sins and *insert nsfw*. Can the reader be male or gn, up to you

Prey of desire

"you can't hide no more your sins, accept your faith and let me purify your disgraceful mind"

reader: gender male

warnings: guilt-tripping, degrading, smut, obsession, stalking and more.

・゜゜・┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ °

You were there in front of the cause of your problems, same ones that didn't let you think without feeling dirty. Rollo's gaze was strong but tired on yours, was he aware of your thoughts? The way you couldn't help but touch yourself at night while imaginating about him? Every little move he did always made your fantasy go wild, his hands even when Rollo was holding the napkin. His soft lips with the hot breath coming out of it, too many things had an effect on you. Still wondering if he was doing it on purpose or not, the third-year was obsessed by purity and faith, those were the only things that were stopping you from doubting.

You were supposed to admit your actions to the grey-haired man so calling him to your room was a great option, at night when no one could interrupt you two and find out about the secrets. Too much time passed since the silence was dominating the room, broken by the voice of the other man. "So? Are you going to tell me what you did or not? I won't wait any longer." Rollo was right, so you took a big breath and finally talked " I've been dreaming about you recently, not only at night but even all day, it's not easy to explain. Not any type of fantasy, a lustful one that makes me feel dirty to the bone. I'm sorry for what my mind makes me imagine, I want your forgiveness and a help"

This time he was the one that went silent, oh poor little (y/n), you didn't expect him to know the whole thing, did you? The flames told him everything, let him see any move you did in the room while you were in the dark. Almost a night routine, you sitting on the bed only wearing your underwear as your dominant hand was around your cock stroking it, the other one touching your chest or in your mouth to cover the noises. His name coming out of your mouth as a wave of pleasure hit you, your back arching while cumming. Why didn't you admit that part huh? Too scared of his reaction?

"I didn't expect you to be a whore, didn't you learn anything? Look at you, drooling over me as I do nothing wrong, don't you feel a disgusting pervert? Get on your knees and beg for forgiveness, I want to see if you are truly sorry for your actions" his voice was severe and harsh, you did as he ordered and kneeled in front of him. A blush covered your face as you tried to get him right, a smirk appearing on Rollo's lips as you started to stammer. Too close, you could see that he was hard or maybe it was your imagination, too difficult to get what was real and not. Hopefully the tall man interrupted you with a nice option "I forgive you this time, though we have to fix this problem of yours. What if it becomes real? I think it will disappear once it gets fulfilled. I decided, get up and do as your wish for tonight, let me see what you dreamt about."

After saying that Rollo opened his legs and put his hands slightly between his back, leaving you free access to his body. You jumped on him like his body was a full meal, licking his neck while rapidly taking off all his clothes. Leaving dark hickies on that pale skin, your hands exploring his bare chest with greed, your cold skin on his boiling one. Slowly your lips slided to his nipples, licking and biting as your hands grabbed firmly his thighs squeezing them between your fingers. A heavy and desperate breath coming out of his trembling mouth, pulling your hair while asking for more like a little slut. Wetting two fingers you started to tease his hole, slowly inserting them and taking them out, just to hear him ask for more. Too desperate to wait more you took your pants off and immediately started to devour him, fucking him without any shame, your hands around his throat while slamming in him. Who was in control? Rollo as he was 'purifying' you or you swallowing his whole 'purity'? It wasn't the time for thinking, to keep your voice down you repeatedly bited his neck to let go off some adrenaline. Cumming in him with a deep moan, the third-year almost screaming as pleasure hit him hard as a rock, he loved every drop of it. Wrapping himself around your body tight enough to prevent you from moving away from him, now you were only Rollo's property. After many seconds he let out his last words before deciding to rest.

"if you ever need to confess your sins again, come immediately to me and we'll solve it together."

(tw for stalking (being stalked), threats of violence, manipulation (gaslighting, lovebombing, guilt tripping), attempted IP grabbing, being told to kill ourselves) (cw for a lot of swearing) I'm very very sorry for what is going to be a very lengthy vent, if we don't get this off our chest we will fucking explode. In December of 2022 we had a falling out with a fellow system who we considered a friend, they had a huge mental breakdown and said a lot of horrible shit to us and our ps. We told them to take a break so all parties involved could make an informed decision and they just didn't, they kept apologising and trying to guilt trip us and our ps, when that didn't work they acted like they were fine again when they clearly weren't and tried lovebombing us. The next day they sent us a DM blaming everything that they did on one alter and completely ignoring us saying to take a complete break from Discord and not to contact anyone until the break was over. A few hours later our host had had enough and put their foot down, saying their behaviour was appalling and that they should never contact us again. We blocked them on everything and thought that was that. In January 2023 they reached out again and asked us to block from from an alternate account. They made a new discord account and DMed us asking us to block them, we told them no, it's not our responsibility to block every new alt they make, and they immediately got shitty at us. Back in December they had indirectly threatened us by 'reminding' us that we both attended the same school and then very directly threatened us by saying that they weren't scared to throw punches and they 'knew Moon (one of our persecutors) wouldn't hesitate'. After a while we just stopped entertaining their shit so they had two of their friends DM us as well, one of which sent us a link to clayparty (horrible fucking website, it steals your IP and sends it to a forum so people can send you nasty shit) while the other just called us a bunch of names. We muted both people who DMed us and reported their accounts. This person spent all of 2023 harassing and stalking us, sending more people after us to insult or make fun of us, threatening us in their discord status, or staring at us creepily around school. They got expelled from our school in the middle of the year (we had been reporting everything they did as they were genuinely becoming a threat to our safety) and changed to one further away from us. In September they reached out to our ps and began to try and harass them, our mother reached out to our ex-friend's guardian and reported their behaviour. Their response was to go onto Twitter and tell us to kill ourselves, they then screenshotted our ENTIRE Twitter account and called us a stalker because we blocked them ages ago. Yesterday they reached out again on a different alt (alt account 6) and sent us this whole paragraph about how they were 'so sorry' and 'they didn't want to be in our life anymore they just wanted to genuinely apologise' (they admitted in this message that none of the previous apologies were real), they also added 'I hope this doesn't lead to you reporting us'. They fucking WANT us to reach out so they can throw away the 'we don't want to be in your life' shit and act all buddy buddy with us again, we just know it. We don't know what to do anymore. If we report them then they get the attention they want but if they don't then they'll keep trying to reach out. They have our fucking address and they're becoming more and more dangerous. We're scared to leave the house, to be online on discord or to post anything on Twitter. We can't deal with this for another six months. -✨

If you are able to file for a restraining order, please do so. I know that it can be extremely difficult but if you've exhausted everything else you can do, please try and get some sort of authority involved.

Stalking is a serious crime and they can be punished for it. Especially with the threats made on top of that.

I don't know what all I can say, but please do everything you can to stay safe and away from that person and their group of friends.

It's better to be safe than sorry, always. Please stay safe.

oh yeh sure blog with randomly assorted rbs about shit that's vaguely popular rn and whose pinned post has been up for 19 hours yeah lemme do that lemme rb something that totally is not a scam upon my morally anxious self and my various followers who are mostly minors or people w/o money to spare on a cat that's Totally Real and Yours mhm :) do not send me this shit and then follow me, I will block you as soon as I check your blog for scammer red flags.

Random tumblr blogs are not your friends. Don't use this buddy buddy "hey girrrl" tone on me. Unless you are a blog I've followed for a while or a mutual I know personally, I am not gonna rb stuff that asks for money because 9/10 i Know it's just a scam set up to guilt trip vulnerable people on the hashtag mental illness webbed site.

reminder not to auto rb stuff if you get a weird ask asking for it. be smart. check for the signs that it's a scam and block to save yourself the trouble!

congrats on 2,500!! the tower and the lovers for kazuha kaedehara please? <3

Aaaa tysm!! Here you go 💕

The Tower: If this yandere saw their darling in danger, how would they respond/react? 

Kazuha would jump in to protect them without any hesitation. It’s a highly unlikely situation to begin with since he is usually by their side at all times to protect them, but unforeseen situations can occur and he’s always prepared for anything to happen. After he deals with the threat swiftly, his priority is to check his darling is completely unharmed and safe. After this situation he’s going to hover around his darling even more, if that’s even possible

The Lovers: How would this yandere deal with their darling being in a relationship with someone else? 

Guilt tripping. Whenever his darling cancels plans or refuses to hang out with him because they have things planned with their partner, he’ll pull out the “I understand, they’re more important than our friendship” card and mope around for a bit. He’ll appear sadder, visit less frequently, but insist that everything is fine and he’s happy for them! He’ll make his darling feel bad for ‘neglecting’ their friendship until it’s their relationship that they’re neglecting. Then all he has to do is convince his darling that their partner is being too clingy, too demanding. He’s their best friend, he knows what’s best for them. Soon enough, their relationship will fall apart and Kazuha will be there to soothe them and pick up the pieces

This is an unfriendly reminder that I only love any of you for your asks

F/O: I made S/I say they'd still love me if I was a worm, so now I point at every single worm we come across and go, "Sorry I can't be them."

here's the thing: catra never knew adora as well as she thought she did.

like sure, she knew what adora's insecurities and fears were (and used them against adora, as all abusers do). but catra had a very warped image of adora in her mind. in her perspective, adora was this egotistic and selfish person who had a hero complex and enjoyed being the center of attention.

adora never wanted to be a hero. she never asked for it. she wanted to help people, of course, because she wasn't selfish and sadistic like catra. but she never enjoyed being put under so much pressure.

and catra never realizes this.

even in that iconic “what do you want, adora?” scene that everyone keeps praising, what does catra say afterward? adora tells her that she has to sacrifice herself to save etheria, and catra says this:

she acts like its adora's choice.

she acts like adora wants to die for the sake of everyone else, as if adora is doing this for fame and fanfare. she was the one who contributed to adora's lack of self-worth and her tendency to put herself last, and catra now acts like adora had a choice.

catra never knew adora, she only knew the warped version of adora that she herself had created. catra never understood the real adora. and she never tried to.

warnings r in the tags!!

18+ dni, anti-dark content dni

*kicks my legs a lil bit and giggles* teeheehee yan! rui who just wants to keep you safe and protect you.....

he's been abandoned, left alone all his life, but then you came along. you made his life brighter, everytime he saw your smile, he felt his while body warm up in happiness. you were so wonderful, truly a sight to behold. he couldnt help himself, really, quickly chatting up a storm with you within the first few days of seeing you around the town square. even as he was performing, he still couldnt tear his eyes off of you.

it all started off as simple admiration. you were hardworking, a straight A student who excelled at every subject with flying colors, you caught his eye. soon enough, the more he talked and hung out with you, he found himself becoming infatuated. that infatuation turning into love.

he felt himself become much more fond of you. taking notes on your day to day life, your classes, your working style, even going as far as making you little trinkets out of love. his heart thumped rapidly at the thought of the two of you living the rest of your lives together. so much so, he even thought of making a robot based off of you, every sibgke detail. but a simple robot could never compare to the real you.

he couldng help it, this feeling swelling in his chest, it was much more than love. so much more. what was the word again.. was it... obsession?

yes, he was obsessed with you. your every move. your voice. your appearance. you were the very definition of perfect in his eyes, nothing else, no one else could compare to you!

when he finally opens up to you about his past and how he was treated all his life, you couldnt hell but feel bsd for him. of course, he felt bad as well, not for himself, but for you. you really believed those crocodile tears of his? he thought you knew better. he was never one to cry in situations like this. he decided to milk the situation. telling him that he couldnt live without you, that he couldnt bare for you to leave his side. you understand him, you really do! youre always there for him when no one else is, so please, just stay? he loves you, he loves you, he loves you.

he needs you.

Ok this is in relation to the new rule on my main blog

If you're struggling with mental health issues or are sensitive to certain topics there will be trigger tags so double check if you feel safe enough to read, I tried to water it down as much as I could but still

I don't really want to talk about it but if I don't it's just going to fester in my mind and make me feel awful

I ended up blocking them for my own mental health, and sent them an apology as an ask explaining that it wasn't their fault that I did so

So this is obviously in relation to someone who reached out to me about a very sensitive topic...

I wasn't sure if they could answer it if I had them blocked, so I finally decided to check after a long time of self debating and...

Just here <- that's the apology

I don't want any hate after them they're clearly struggling with something and don't need more on their plate

I thought they would understand my apology but apparently I worded it poorly...

I'm happy to help people but not when it comes at the detriment of my own mental health and I was getting red flags all over when they were talking to me...

The conversation up to the point very much sent guilt tripping vibes, starting by saying something along the lines of "I think everyone hates me" and it just felt more nerve wracking the longer it went on

I don't know if they were aware of that but I couldn't handle it with what I've gone through growing up

They opened up way too easily to someone they didn't even know, maybe they're an inexperienced little kid or not but...

I don't have the full conversation because I kept deleting it in hopes it would stop but I have the message that made me finally decide to block them

Do Not say things like this to strangers. you have no clue what they've gone through and it could just end up hurting both parties

See a professional if you have these problems

I am simply an online person trying to spread positive emotions and have fun with people I care about

Suicide is a very sensitive topic for me, but if you need someone at the time and we're friends YES GO AHEAD I will try my best to help steer you away from self harm and dangerous thoughts, but you also need to go talk to a professional

I cannot stress that enough SEE A PROFESSIONAL ABOUT THESE TOPICS EVEN AFTER YOU FEEL BETTER

AND FUCKING HELL DONT DO THIS TO STRANGERS

PREVIOUS: SAMMY / @curseofbreadbear && WILLIAM / @slaughterlocked CONTINUED.

“I KILLED CHARLIE EMILY.” William muses over the words, like a mild disagreement on the weather, or like he doesn’t want to stuff his ‘nephew’ into a springlock suit and be done with him. Oh yes, oh yes, he had, and Sammy had seen; and so what was to be done? “You know, I—”

Pause. Cut scene. The man inside the costume goes completely still for a moment, barely a fraction of a second, before the triumphant grin on his face returns with a vengeance. Because he HAD killed Charlie Emily; and Sammy HAD seen; and yet here they both were!

He’s not in danger here. The words of a child are nothing to fear. Especially not the words of a cowardly, snivelling little boy. In fact, this is better than he had hoped. In one swift motion, William tugs the rabbit head from his own; dismisses the illusion, the magic, the disguise, to have his own dark grey eyes fix solidly on Sammy’s.

“Dear me,” he says, his words paternal, disappointed, “you saw the man who hurt your sister, and yet did nothing. You know, Sammy—”

Pause for effect. Keep the smile from his face; let that mock, mock sadness sink in instead.

“I think if your father found that out, it would break his heart that you did nothing to help save her. I think it would BREAK HIS FUCKING HEART, SAM.” When his smile returns, it’s soft, fleeting. Cold. “We don’t want to upset him more, now, do we? I think this should stay a little secret between us.”

Siren's Song | Drabble

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, death, torture, and abusive relationships.

If any more tags need to be added, let me know.

It truthfully didn’t take the two to grow close. Siren and Brann clicked in a way that only found family could, developing a sibling-like relationship, that was filled with chaos as much as it was seriousness. Though, something didn’t sit right with her for the longest time. Brann being under Talon’s control, loyal to such a degree it was concerning. She knew why. Loyal soldiers mean fewer problems to deal with later.

So, she broached the subject. Asking if he’d ever wish to be free of their control. His hesitation was understandable both for being loyal also for wanting to be honest with her. Though, his thoughts were louder. Her answer was found there.

Yes.

Her next question was bold and perhaps frightening.

Would you like to be free for real?

A dangerous game they played underneath Talon’s roof. Though, it’s not plotting against them. Simply changing arrangements. At least, that’s how Siren would justify it.

He agreed.

And so she got to work in freeing him. Scouring his mind for the link, keeping him tied so tightly to them, and broke it. Or rather, lessened its hold on him enough for his own choices to shine through. Slowly she pried him from it, asking questions to test his loyalty and mentality. Slowly he blossomed from that captive knight into a radiant knight, capable of doing anything.

Their joy was cut short, though. Those above Brann noticed the changes even if he tried to hide it with false undeniable loyalty. Reaps was the first, seeing more fighting in his little knight. Particularly of the bratty variety. He didn’t dislike it, but it was new. Bolder than the knight's previous attempts.

With how close the wraith and his knight were, it wasn’t a surprise when the former was filled in on what happened.

Though, this wouldn’t end well. Not because Reaps wished to enact punishment, no, he enjoyed the added chaos.

But his absence for weeks was worrisome.

More so when he came back, raging. A beast starved.

So that’s what happened.

Starved to give up what happened.

It wasn’t an easy fight. Reaps always made sure of that, but especially so now.

Wraith, stop- he wouldn’t want us fighting-

“Quiet!”

It couldn’t be helped. They fought. And Reaps in his eternal hunger, saw a feast within Siren.

And he feasted.

Wails of the cacophony of voices were projected throughout the building, urging the beast not to.

Yet they were silenced.

She was silenced.

She was alive but silenced.

Snow?

Silence.

Winter?

Silence.

Mint? Lavender?

Silence.

Empty.

Lonely.

Gone.

They were gone. He took them. He took them from her. They were taken from her for a second time.

Gone.

The word repeated in her mind. It echoed against nonexistent walls.

However, she felt something creep in…

A new sound emerged from the silence.

Screeching but it wasn’t anything she or the five could produce.

No…this was…

They’re free.

It’s all she managed before she was overtaken. Her masks were torn from her face, leaving new gashes and scars. Her jaw was fucked from the method the mask held it shut. Amber eyes held so many emotions of so many tormented souls. The others who weren’t sentient enough to communicate properly or control the powers unleashed chaos.

Sometime later she was subdued, restrained, and put under sedation. Eventually, she awoke still restrained and with a numbness in her jaw. They’d fixed it. However, her mask wasn’t put back in place. Perhaps to allow her injuries to heal properly.

Then it struck her when she adjusted her posture and hissed in pain.

She was truly rendered mute now. Not that she needed to speak normally…but the fact they truly took it from her. It brought back memories of having no voice to protest the tests…her siblings-

Her siblings…the same ones she lost back then have been lost to her now.

That loneliness seeped into the deepest crevices of her mind.

She’s been through a lot, but this…this she couldn’t tolerate.

Yet you tolerated watching them die. Twice.

She’s back.

Fear and dread overwhelmed Siren. This voice hasn’t been heard in so long.

No…no go away! It’s not my fault!

The voice laughed.

Your actions led to this, Siren, then and now.

Siren knew it to be true, yet she refused to accept the former. Not then. Never then.

Never then.

It’s good to be back. Won’t you give your big sister a nice ‘welcome home’?

This is a post on Himari's home life as a teenager and child so, please proceed with caution

GENERAL CONTENT: Dysfunctional Family, Childhood Trauma, Emotional Neglect, Child has to act as a mediator, Suicide Ideation, Self-Harm, Finding A Support System, Guilt-Tripping, Mental Abuse, Getting worse, Suicide mention, and potentially more.

She was the reason her parents got married, in order to make sure the child seemed as if it was born within wedlock. She was an unwanted child too.

Her parents were middle class but leaned more towards lower-middle class, her father was the one causing their issue with money though he often blamed it on her for existing

Homura Akechi is Himari's mother, she tried to be there for her daughter but in the end used her daughter for emotional support and as a mediator between the arguments. She claims she tried her best, but Himari disagrees severely, because Himari constantly put her own needs to the side for her parents. She once loved her mother so much, but when she got kicked out because of her pregnancy? The relationship was torn and tattered at best.

Hideyoshi Akechi ( Takayoshi ) and Himari's relationship has always been strained, from a young age Himari has tried to get him to love her, she just wanted to be loved by him like she was by her mom. But he didn't, he hated her, out right despised her existence. Perhaps because she was the SPINNING IMAGE of her mother, or perhaps because she simply wasn't good enough for him. But by junior high she gave up on that.

Growing up, she's experienced hearing her parents fight and yell at each other. And she's had to act as mediator because she's scared of what could happen if she doesn't. And when she did, she often ended up making her father forget about why he was angry at her mother but instead redirects his anger towards her. Only on some occasions her mother would apologize for her having to deal with it.

Himari was on the borderline of killing herself, the only actual thing stopping her was she didn't want to become a burden more than she already was to her friends and family. So instead, she cut along her thighs, so no one would see and often thought about various ways of killing herself. She only got better as she got older because she found her friends. After Shido... she went down hill because she no longer had those friends.

When her mom caught her cutting herself one time, she got yelled at and shamed for doing something so selfish, and that she needed to be here and stay by her mother's side to help her. She got told she was being selfish and attention seeking, in which that day caused one of her worst breakdowns that Wakaba ended up having to calm down in private. She feels ashamed of the day

Wakaba is the only friend who's the most aware of her situation at home along with Sojiro, so it's not a shocker when Himari comes to their house at ungodly hours to sleep over after things happen. though, they never knew the full of it.

The reason she seeks out Shido was due to the fact when she was doing Uni on scholarship during her 2nd year, he befriended her and was one of her few 'friends' at the time if you will. He manipulated and used her at her lowest point when just starting to heal again. So yeah, Shido fucked up her getting better.

ALSO if you haven't noticed, Himari's unconditional love comes from never getting it herself. And the way she raised him before ending up spiraling and attempting to kill herself was the way she wanted to be raised minus the living situation and why it happened. She just wanted to give Goro the happy life she never got.

Mean enough that people feel the need to warn others about you in advance?

Yeah! It so awful that people do that to me! They don’t even know if I would be kind or mean to any specific given person! It’s honestly horrible and they should be ashamed of themselves. ;(