You loved them, but did they love you?|Obey me replaced MC AU

 rewritten version! check my wattpad if you want :)

(extra note: sorry lads who are confused on why there’s a new entire plot for the replaced mc au! I have rewritten it since I did not know how to make the story progress) 

TWS:

Depression

Abuse

Suicide

Intrusive thoughts

Attempts to cut

and more

Please do not proceed if you have these tws, and if you are feeling this feel free to talk to me.

 The same day. The same world. The same realm. The same abuse. It couldn’t get more depressing, no? The way the blood drips down your mouth as you look down, ashamed. You never wanted this to happen. You never wanted to be here to be their family therapist. You never wanted to be someone who was just a pawn in a chessboard. You never wanted to be like this. You never wanted to be here in the first place. And yet, you agreed, not knowing the dire consequences. It took an entire year to get their trust, only to be broken by a single flick of her own slap. Her. She took two months to get everyone’s love and attention. It was like she was the favorite child. You were both cousins, that meant both of you had Lilith’s blood. That added another reason to their love towards her. Why couldn’t it be me? You might have thought. You may be imperfect, but you tried. You were the reason you fixed their family, and yet they throw you away. You wanted to be a part of their family. But it was impossible. No one can aid you. No one will help you. As you fall deep into the hole of your depression, laughter echoes through the halls. You’re tired, no? Then rest. Rest for a long time. Rest until they realize no one can save you. MC. They might have not loved you, but I will.

   You looked at the razor. Do it. They don’t love you. Why would they? Tears began welling up as you shake in fear. You looked up, seeing your disheveled expression in the mirror. Tears, one by one, fell. Pain was washed up in your eyes as your tired expression broke you. I would have never been like this if it weren’t for them. I’m so tired of this. You held up the razor towards your wrists, your mouth trembling. I can’t do this…Before you can stop from cutting yourself, you sliced the soft skin. You didn’t react, but smiled instead. You stared at the fresh wound before covering it up with your sleeve. Yells came out from the hallways as the cut stinged. They made you like this. Don’t forgive them. Never forgive them. You opened the door as your life-less eyes stared at the kitchen. Everyone looked like they came out of a fairy tale. The food looked exquisite at the time, but your appetite diminished. The lights made everything heavenly. How ironic. You were feeling and in hell. But the joy was imminent. Her hair shone as the brothers looked at her with love. Just leave me already if you don’t love me. You went down the stairs, your steps staggering. You quickly grabbed a seat and sat down, ready to eat a little bit. Eyes stared down at you before quickly returning to her. The food looked weird. Maybe it was you. You did try overdosing yesterday, so that might have start taking effect. You sigh, grabbing a piece of chicken before munching on it. After some time, you were done. They all left you. A hurt feeling burned in you, and you figured you were going to cry again. You tried and tried and tried. No tears. No whimpers. Only pain. You can’t burn more wood into the fire, as it will put the flame out. It was tiring to keep doing this. You figured tomorrow was the day you die. When the moon was out. Yes. The moon glowing as your dead body lies on the floor, your once bright eyes looking lovingly at the multiple constellations in the Devildom. Yes. That was it. You had enough time to say goodbye. It might have been the same day. The same world, and the same realm. But this was the time when your death will not be the same.

I thank everyone who has supported me! I now have a clear goal on how to write part two ;) so make sure to stay in tune for that hehe.

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I f/cking love how both He Tian and Zhan's first priorities are their friends over their own safety.

I know lots of people appreciate He Tian for how he pushed the others to get them away from the landslide, forgetting completely about himself.

But Zhan, you guys! How can you miss how he pulls Mo forward while half shielding Jian Yi, and all the while keeping his eyes wide open despite the grit and grime that's probably in the air at the time? And with such force that Jian Yi who's in front of Mo is also propelled forward. And finally when they fell, he made sure to cover Jian Yi and protect him from any possible overhead falls.

Really, friendship at it's best.

It's been months. 6 dreadful months since your father has passed away. The doctors have warned you that he didn't have much time left, but that didn't make the goodbyes hurt any less.

You were 4 years old when your mom left you and your father for another guy. A more successful guy. Your father was bright, with an insatiable hunger for discovery and invention. But his field of work didn't always bring food to the table. And so on most days you had to, well, compromise.

But you loved your father so much, and still do. Although you didn't grow up to be a scientist like him, you knew the basics on automation and robotics. You were 11 years old when you first saw it, the humanoid that he worked on for years came to life before your own very eyes.

He had no skin nor face that made him look human yet. Just a chunk of metal with a head, arms and legs that moved mechanically. Nevertheless, you will never forget the joy and pride in your fathers' face as he watched his creation. The humanoid was a work in progress and you knew one day he's going to change the world. Unbeknownst to you, he was going to change your world.

style/pose was inspired from 'メーベル' song

Low Resolution Cats

Via Sad and Useless

A seductive Barbatos 👀

Yosano Akiko, from a fic I'll never write.

Therapy is expensive but ranpo and chuuya fixing their hats is free

chuuya: I hate you

dazai, winking: you know that’s a lie

dazai on the inside:  *panicking* that better be a fucking lie

When his greed takes over…

thats what its all abt-w-)

in light of Vox Ramsay and food crimes…