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Sorrow P4

Warnings: kidnapping, OC Dabi lol I’m not good at writing for him, Yandere-like content, stalking, blood, dingy warehouse, fire, needles, swearing

After his statement I grimace at his passive aggressive sentence and pet name. I sigh and roll my eyes.. I don't have patience for anything else in my life. I feel nothing, not even fear anymore. I think to myself he cuts my thought short by introducing himself “My name's Dabi by the way.” He says, he looks at my meek expression like he’s analyzing me. “I know that look… if you decide to stay with me I can help you feel again.”

Dabi turns my chair around my eyes make contact with a old bulky TV 📺 he turns it on flipping through a few channels with the notch before my ex-fiancés face come on. He’s standing on a podium. It looks like some sort of political interview. The people in the crowd were all shouting questions at him “where’s y/n!?” “When did you guys break up?” “Why did you break up?” Are you running the agency yourself now?”. He looks like he doesn’t want to be there, exhausted, eyes sunken in with dark bags under them, his hair is more unruly than normal, unshaven stubble crowding his jaw, he's not even wearing his hero uniform.. Finally he says “we’re doing everything we can to find y/n l/n if anyone has any form of information that might help us with our investigation please contact-.” Dabi turns the TV off and chuckles “Did you see his face?” “Did you see how distraught he looked?” He laughs again… “Isn’t it funny? “How he thinks he had the right to be emotional over this?” He says to me, smiling “Doesn’t that make you angry?” “Why did you show me that?” I ask. “I told you I’m going to help you feel again.. and we’re going to start with one of the most important emotions first.. hatred.”

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Sorrow P3

Authors note: idk where this is going btw I have not story in mind this is just improvised. Also part 3-4 were supposed to be one big chapter but tumblrs dumb and it won’t let me post it all in one.

Warnings: kidnapping, OC Dabi lol I’m not good at writing for him, Yandere-like content, stalking, blood, dingy warehouse, fire, needles, swearing

The next day I’m walking back to my hotel and I smell cider and ash. I pause and mentally pray, hoping Bakugou hasn’t found me. It’s been 3 months of silence..

I inhale once more and settle down after I realize there’s no lingering scent of burnt sugar and caramel following behind the smoke. However as I continue walking, I now notice the smoke is coming from the hotel I’m staying at.

I rush the rest of the way there until I’m standing in front of the smoking building. I catch a glimpse of black spikey hair and.. a trench coat of sorts the suspect turns around and through the smoke I make out piercing vibrant blue eyes that match the vibrant flames. My eyes widen and my realization of who I’m looking at hits me similar to the metal bat that’s making contact with my head-.

That day when the agency got targeted by the League of villains.. There was smoke everywhere; they had bombed a quarter of the place while Bakugou was on a mission in another state. I was in the control room when it happened. I was working on helping Bakugou detonate a bomb, ironically..I didn’t remember much after that. When I finally came to and the smoke started to clear I caught a glimpse of him exactly like I did at the hotel. He had a wicked grin when he noticed I was awake.. I thought I heard him say “just wait”. It was such a short encounter it slipped my mind so easily I forgot the memory even existed until I saw his face again... I wake up with a sharp migraine as my eyes adjust. I notice blood dripping from somewhere.. I try to move and get this uncomfortable pain under my skin. As my eyes adjust I notice I’m in a dingy warehouse. It smells of mildew and dust. I turn my head and notice needles under my skin and blood dripping from where they are seethed into my skin. There's a single lamp swaying from the ceiling due to the cold draft. I’m bound to a wooden chair. There's a machine next to me huffing out air every few seconds. There are tubes that are connecting the machine to the needles under my skin… it’s pumping my blood.. It's silent otherwise until I hear a dry chuckle come from somewhere in the warehouse. Suddenly the man I saw before appears under the dim lighting. He smiles wickedly and sighs in what seems like satisfaction. “You’re finally awake” he says, still smiling, the strange staples? He has on his face straining to hold together. I don’t speak, instead I continue to stare at him as my forgotten memories come back to me. The patchy man hums as he gets closer to me. “I’ve been waiting for this moment you know.. the very second I would be able to catch you. I’ve been watching you for a while now” He pulls a chair over, placing it close to me he turns it backwards and sits. He just stares at me, the crevices of patchy skin starting to bleed from his wide smile. He sighs “Sorry about the needles, love. But I had to make sure you wouldn’t be going anywhere and Toga went a bit overboard when I said she could help…” He gets up and picks up a set of handcuffs from a tool box. “Ah, these should do the trick” he presses a button and they open, a bright blue light illuminates from them. He strolls over behind me to my rope tied wrist and places them on me. I can feel his breath against my neck. “These are quirk canceling cuffs… they also double as debinators so I suggest you try not to struggle too much or you’ll die.” He says ending the sentence with a chronically deceitful laugh. He starts to pull the needles from my skin and turns the machine off. “Why am I here?” I ask him calmly “Oh! She does speak!” He says sarcastically. “To be honest I was expecting you to be shitting your pants by now but I guess you’re a lot more level headed than you seem..” He says finally pulling the last needle from under my skin and sitting back in his chair “Well in any case I’ll tell you why I took you since there’s no sense in hiding it. I've been.. waiting for you. Ever since we first met..” He smiles darkly again and sighs. “What a glorious moment it was, don’t you agree?” “Do you remember what I told you that day? He asks rhetorically. When I noticed you leaving town I got a bit worried..but I was relieved to find you and even more relieved to see it seems like you’ve dumped that boom boom prick when I caught sight of you over here.. I was curious so I took you to ask, why?” He just looks at me like he just asked me what my favorite color is. “Oh c’mon.. you can tell me, sweets. Did that asshole hurt you?” “That’s not your business” I respond shortly. “So he did then?” He sucks his teeth. “Douche” he says looking off to the side at nothing in particular with an angry expression. His face shifts to a blank look and he sighs. “Well.. you’re with me now so we don’t have to worry about that shithead getting in our way anymore right, doll?”

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Sorrow P2

Uh same warnings as first part..

When I next arise I open my eyes realizing everything wasn’t just a horrific night terror, unbeknownst to me my eyes start to water and my facets being to overflow with tears as I hold myself tightly and heave in my own crisp cold hotel bed. My mind starts to catch up with me and my emotions transfer from sorrow to despair to loathsome rage. I call mine and Bakugou’s joint agency and tell them I quit and I won’t be coming in today. Jessica the receptionist sounds confused and worried, “Sapphire what do you mean you’re the co-owner? I-I’m not sure this is how it works an-.. Before she has a chance to finish I hang up. All of these emotions I’ve been harboring fester into an ugly demonic presence over my head, I decide I need new.. new everything. I get up from the bed and encourage myself to at least brush my teeth, I head to the nearest drug store for supplies. I walk for at least a mile before spotting a CVS. I walk in and grab 2x bottles of blue hair dye, hair bleach and a new eyeshadow palette along with falsies and lip gloss. I realize this might not be enough to satiate my void so I decide to look up the nearest tattoo and piercing shop since I’m out. The first time I’ve look at my phone since last night, Bakugou has tried to call me 87 times, left 38 voicemails and 45 text messages. My eyes begin to water again and I feel how immensely empty and rigid the void in my chest truly feels. I block his number and decide it’s also time to get a new phone. I realize I have a lot of work to do today, once I’ve scrolled through my searches I go to pick up a new phone, IPhone 14 instead of a 11 I made sure to change my number and I don’t save any of my photos.. my new phone reads 12:34pm. I finished the rest of my “errands” as I make my way back to the hotel with a freshly tattooed forearm and silver running through my tongue and left eyebrow. I get ready to dye my hair. My phone now reads 5:56pm as I go to rinse out the dye. I look at myself in the mirror and my face brightens up slightly at the difference in my appearance.. I love it though.

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Sorrow P1

Warnings: A-A-Angst!! Cheating character, intercourse, depressed reader, tattoos, piercings, hair dying, delayed emotions, mental illness (not outright stated buttt 🤷🏻‍♀️)

A/N: I didn’t cry while typing this 👀

I walk through the front door with enthusiasm. Once I place my bags down I call out to Katsuki but receive no response “Katsuki, handsome I’m home! I brought your favorite!” The house remains silent until I walk through the dinning room and into the living room. I hear some kind of noise coming from the bedroom. I try to process what I’m hearing as I walk up the stairs to our shared bedroom. I blink and furrow my brows at the strange sounds as I open the bedroom door. My heart shatters into a million pieces as I outline every detail of what I’m witnessing. Katsuki my boyfriend of 5 years and fiancé of 2 is pounding my classmate, Uraraka into our shared bed. I freeze. I’m incapable of registering how katsuki immediately jumps off the bed not even having the decency to pull up his boxers and attempts to lay down excuses. My head feel like the definition of white noise as I blink slowly. I don’t even hear what is it he’s saying, I turn around abruptly go back down the stairs and walk out the front door with sorrow instead of enthusiasm this time. Meanwhile Bakugou is following after me tragically calling for me. I start my car and shut the door. Bakugou runs up to my window and the slam of his hands on my window seems to be the moment I snap out of my trance, “Sapphire! Baby, please! W-where are you going?!” Just come inside and we can talk things out! I feel my mind and now empty chest freeze over at the thought of “talking things out”. I slowly turn toward him and look at him with empty, glass eyes as I start my car and pull out of the driveway, not bothering to make sure I don’t run him over or get in an accident. As I drive my mind starts racing along with my car. 48mph——65mph.. 80mph and eventually 100mph. I have no clue where I’m going and I don’t care. I just need.. nothing. I need to be somewhere, where nothing is wrong.. where nothing can go wrong. I continue driving for at least 7 hours until I run out of gas and clonk on the side of the highway. I sit in the drivers side in complete silence. My unwilling eyes look at my car clock, 1:07am it reads. I stare into the abyss for what feels like hours.. feeling nothing. Eventually the sun comes back around to bring its morning light. I rub my eyes and breathe through my nose as I get out of my car or should I say Bakugou's “gift-to-me-car”. I start walking in the breakdown lane of the highway until I reach an exit labeled exit 45 ↗️ to Aomori. I decide this one is sufficient and I continue to walk until I reach an ATM and a hotel that look decent. I extract all my earnings for mine and Bakugous joint bank account and decide to set up in one of the inns. As the hotel keeper hands me the room key, “Here you are, enjoy your stay!” I look up at her and give her a small empty smile. I go into the hotel room I feel the cold sheets and smell the crisp hotel ventilated air. I rest on the bed not putting in effort to change clothes or even brush my teeth.

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Every black girl is so pretty

*reblog if you agree*

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Go into your setting go to accessibility click spoken content and turn on speak screen and listen to a smut from tumblr 😂😂😂

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Reblog if you've ever read a fic that was better than published books

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I need someone to make a song fanfic bakugou x reader and the song being kiss me thru the phone by Soulja boy idky I want this but I do