Contains: Self-Harm, Alcohol, Suicidal Intentions, Kunikidazai
Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs
Characters: Kunikida Doppo, Dazai Osamu
It wasn't uncommon for Dazai to attempt to kill himself - he even went as far as to call it a hobby. There was no meaning to life in Dazai's mind, so why would he live something with no meaning? Dazai witnessed murder, abuse and every other crime you could think, and also committed a large number of them as well. Even so, for some reason, someone cared.
In the Port Mafia, it was Odasaku. Even if Oda saw that there was no life or ambition behind the dead of Dazai's eyes, he still cared about Dazai. If it wasn't for Oda, Dazai would never have left the mafia.
Now, it was his work partner, Kunikida Doppo. But Kunikida was different. Kunikida specifically would find a section of his perfect schedules, and that section would be 'check on Dazai'. He would dress Dazai's wounds, make sure Dazai ate, and see it that Dazai slept. All before Kunikida would focus on himself.
Today was no different. Kunikida was in Dazai's apartment, at the same time everyday. He stood at Dazai's cooker, making the former mafia member something to eat. Unfortunately, Kunikida hadn't gotten there before Dazai had drank a few too many - and Kunikida had yet to find out.
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"Why do you help me?" Dazai blurted out after he'd eaten what Kunikida made. The mathematician was in the midst of redressing Dazai's wounds, some old and some new - most self-inflicted, few accidental.
"Sorry?" Kunikida was confused, no doubt.
"Why do you help me?" Dazai repeated. He tilted his head, laid on the back of the couch, towards Kunikida.
"Why shouldn't I? You're worth the same care as everyone else" Kunikida replied, finishing with wrapping Dazai's arm, moving round to the other.
"Am I? You know what I've done... It's punishment is it not?" Dazai stared at his ceiling as he said this.
"You've proven you can and have changed, Dazai. Yes, you drive me nuts, but when you don't it leaves me concerned. You're not the kid you were, alright?" Kunikida said with a tone that only a teacher could manage, using his ability to get another reel of bandage, realising he'd ran out.
"Heh, and I'm the crazy one... You're insane if you think that makes anything better" Dazai grumbled, watching Kunikida.
"Never said it made what happened better. However, you're helping in an effort to make Yokohama safer".
"Kunikida..."
Kunikida glanced up from behind his glasses, finishing the other arm. He immediately noticed that Dazai had tears rolling steadily down his face.
"... Why of all people do you keep me as your partner...?"
"You're more than a damn partner Dazai, and you know that. You're a part of me as I am a part of you" Kunikida moved to sit beside Dazai, pulling the shorter detective into a hug. Outside of Kunikida's usual actions, yes, but it would happen occasionally and Dazai would relax into it. Dazai fell silent, before wrapping his arms around Kunikida, sending the ex-teacher onto his back, only so Dazai could rest his head on Kunikida's chest. He would do this when he got like this - lay and listen to Kunikida's heart, and fall asleep to it, knowing that he would be safe.
"I'm not going anywhere, Dazai. I'm here to stay".
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Riddle Rosehearts (20)- Shadowhunter, future Head of the New York Institute
Ace Trappola (18): Shadowhunter
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Silver (unknown, over 100): Warlock, High Warlock of Brooklyn
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Space: Go Through Me
Fandom: Original Work
AU?: N/A
Extra: This, like the other entries, is my own world and characters.
Warnings: Abuse, battle, gore
Tag: @badthingshappenbingo
The door creaked open, the young boy's mother poking her head into the room. A look of guilt and sorrow came over her face as she saw her son awake, curled up with his hands over his ears and tail wrapped around himself. She quietly made her way over, sitting on the boy's bed. The instant she did, he crawled into her arms and clung to her side.
"Did Daddy hurt you again?" The boy asked, toying with the cotton of his mother's pajama top.
"He only shouted, don't worry," she rested her head atop his, giving him a reassuring squeeze.
Avalyn Noxalus, a strong and independent woman, tough to break and destroy. She cherished her son like he was her hoard. Not a single soul would hurt him, not while she lived. Despite the fear set in her home, she remained warm and loving for her son's sake.
Pulling the boy onto her lap, Avalyn started to plait her son's hair, an attempt to put him at ease. She sang a lullaby to him, quiet enough so only he could hear her. A silent promise that no one would hurt him.
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Blood covered his face, hands, arms... Everywhere. The scythe dripped with that ruby substance, the stringy remains of some poor beggar's intestines caught on one of the many curled sections. Guts and blood splattered the walls and ceilings, more on the floor - smeared along pearly white tiles. Metal scraped along pot tiles, the sound just short of nails on a chalkboard. Heavy breaths and low growls led the scratching blade, heading towards the main laboratory.
They had her. They had her, somewhere in this disgusting building. And he would be damned if he failed to get her out. She had spent years protecting him from the violence of his father, now it was his turn to protect her from the violence of the world.
He glared back down the hallway, hand on the doorway. An endless run of bodies, disfigured and in more pieces than what it would seem. For the ones that still had life, they dragged themselves like zombies across the floors in an attempt to stand, or to die with a wheeze on top of another. A mad grin spread over his face at the sight of their pathetic and useless bodies as he pushed the door open.
Met with guns to his face, or rather to his stomach, he stared down at the human scientists with a snarl. He towered over them, adjusting his grip on the scythe. Time seemed to slow as he swung, the blade pushing on skin before breaking through, tearing into flesh. Bloodcurdling screams wretched from their mouths, the blade of the scythe ripping their bodies clean in half at the abdomen. He swung it back the other way, taking heads from the shoulders as he did. Blood spilled from various points, mixing into one large puddle under the bodies.
Scientists further into the room stare in horror, fight or flight starting to kick in - and naturally, they all made to flee. The swirling whoosh of something flying through the air was the last thing they'd all hear, the blade hugging their bodies and slicing them through the middle as it went. Blood splattered across the floor, over equipment, up the walls - everywhere. Guts were cut to pieces, scattered wherever they landed.
He found her, Avalyn Noxalus, shattering the glass of the cylinder that held her. Before he could put her on his back, the sound of machinery caught his attention.
"She is ours now, you have no further connection to her".
He laughed, turning to face the machine. He grinned like a maniac, resting the scythe on his shoulder.
"You want to keep her? Get through me first..."
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Contains: Mentioned Death, Maybe OOC, fights, hatred
Fandom: Genshin Impact
Characters: Diluc Ragnvindr, Kaeya Alberich, Mentioned Cerpus Ragnvindr
Diluc stood before an injured Kaeya, his trusty Wolves Gravestone ready to strike. His back was to the cavalry captain, his dangerous red eyes locked onto the advancing hilichurls.
"Diluc?" Kaeya strained, slowly getting back up off the ground.
"Stay down, Kaeya" Diluc demanded. He was not losing Kaeya like he had Cerpus all those years ago.
He had blamed Kaeya then. Blamed Kaeya that he was the reason Cerpus died. He now knew better. His father had tried to leave the Fatui. His own father had been a Harbinger. And they didn't like him trying to leave.
It was years ago. And Diluc could still hear the echo of his words that night.
"It's all your fault! All of it! It's all your fault!"
He was a fight away from losing Kaeya.
It was time to right his wrongs.
"Kaeya, don't die on me..."
"What?"
"Don't die on me...
That night was never your fault, brother"
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Enki deserved better. The way that the murder wasn't his fault, it was instead Elf's. He lost a brother because of Elf. He lost his job because of Elf.
He ripped his own heart out because of Elf.
If someone had realised it was Elf the whole time, Enki would've lived
And why did it have to be Samon that found his body?
Ramble over (I may have gotten some bits mixed up but heyho !)
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The Silver X Riddle paint prompt one I did for drabble night. Can't remember what it's called ๐
Ardyn drabble (I love anything Ardyn related)
Although I don't ship it and it was a request, Crewel x Vargas "Driving Madness" one. It was fun writing Crewel losing his composure
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Contains: Barbatos/Beelzebub, Diavolo and Lucifer being Diavolo and Lucifer, Gayyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Fandom: Obey Me!: Shall We Date?
Characters: Barbatos, Beelzebub, Diavolo, Lucifer
Extra: I LOVE BarBeel, it's such a cute ship and it needs more attention so :D
A typical day in the Devildom - Mammon in debt, Asmodeus shopping, Satan getting mad when his reading is interrupted, Belphegor sleeping, Leviathan gaming... The usual.
Well, for most people, the usual.
The Demon Lord's Castle housed a couple of guests on this day - Lucifer and Beelzebub. Beel had been left to his own devices, a banquet provided by Barbatos to keep the gluttonous demon occupied. Lucifer had a meeting with Diavolo.
At the end of the meeting, Barbatos walked into Diavolo's office to collect any teacups and saucers, only to hear the end of Lucifer's statement.
"... he'd like to confess."
Who'd like to confess? Barbatos, in an uncharacteristic interest, tilted his head. "Oh? Who's confessing things?"
"Ah! Barbatos, we hadn't noticed you there!" Diavolo gave that same happy smile he always did.
"Yes. It appears one of my brothers has fallen for someone" Lucifer replied, giving Barbatos a look to say the 'someone' was indeed the butler.
"Is that so? May I enquire who?"
"Beel."
Barbatos failed to keep his face from going red. He has expressed to Diavolo a multitude of times about his own feelings for the famished sixth born.
"Hmm, it seems you like him as well." Lucifer smirked, suggesting he had ideas.
"How can I not? He's constantly eager to try my baking and cooking, and he's genuinely an attractive and interesting demon" Barbatos explained, not registering the knock on the office door.
Diavolo had welcomed Beel into the office mid-way through Barbatos' little confession. Barbatos ultimately froze in a matter of a second, before excusing himself.
"How much did you hear, Beel?"
It wasn't until many hours later that Beelzebub had gone into the kitchens to find Barbatos, the butler baking some sweet treat. "Uhm... Barbatos?"
Barbatos jumped a mile, spinning round to face Beelzebub. "Oh, Beelzebub... My apologies for my startled reaction. How can I help?"
"... Lucifer told me about the conversation".
Well shit.
Barbatos cleared his throat and sighed. He ought to have known that Lucifer would tell. Afterall, it was Lucifer who told Barbatos that Beelzebub liked him.
"Funnily enough, Lucifer also told me about your feelings" Barbatos informed, craning his neck a bit to look up at the taller. Beel had a pale blush on his face, before - provided with no warning - hugging the butler with a soft smile. Barbatos took a moment to process, before reciprocating the action.
"Soooo, confirmed?" Diavolo's voice rang through the kitchen. Barbatos, in embarrassment, launched a silicone spatula at his lord with a scowl.
"Shush, my lord".
"Doesn't answer my question!"
"They're confirmed, now lets leave the lovebirds to it" Lucifer grabbed Diavolo by the collar, dragging the nosey prince with him.
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