#Sweet Little Liar { Ryoba Threads }

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@heroicfxilure ll asked for Ryoba to hurt Sonic 

❥ She just couldn’t resist snatching this little one up when she saw him. It was like an angel from above have guided her towards this little darling - a walk in the woods for some inspiration for a painting she was working on had her stumbling across a lone tent. This poor bruised and sickly thing...she knew she could fix him right up. Make him beautiful as the perfect bodyguard for her daughter...she was already sure it was a match made in heaven. 

A kid like him wasn’t just in the woods by himself for pleasure- after all. Ryoba was certain there would be no one looking for him if he went missing. It’s an old habit of hers to carrying around a bottle of chloroform and a rag whenever she went out by herself...it always brought her a sense of nostalgia. She didn’t even give the child a chance to awaken from his sleep as she placed it over his mouth, gently carrying him in her arms and all the way back home. Once there, she made sure her newest little pet wasn’t going to run away- his wrists and ankles are bound to the same chair she put her husband in over a decade ago, another heavy set of rope tied around his waist for extra security. 

But hours later,  she found herself getting impatient. This boy has been sleeping for far too long...

She took a bottle of water with her downstairs, cool and straight out of the fridge. Twisting the cap off, she poured a fine stream of it down his neck, giving a giggle of excitement as she did so. She couldn’t wait for this to begin! 

 “Wake up, sleeping beauty! You must have been pretty exhausted, my little angel....oh you poor thing...” her voice is sickeningly sweet, matching her beautiful, unmoving smile. 

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@worldreamed ll Semi-plotted with Ryoba 

❥ Her family just wasn’t complete without her husband. The poor dear had lost his life in the last thing they were able to do together- taking the fall for the dozens of justified killing Ryoba had done in his name. Sent to the electric chair while the real killer walked away....oh how she had only wanted to end it all.

But she had made a promise to him. She had sworn that she’d look after their daughter after he was gone, to be a happy family again. 

And a happy family...she just couldn’t do that without a new husband. Nothing would be able to take her old one’s place, but her precious daughter was in need of a father again. 

She had planned to be there when the gorgeous young man she had chosen would wake up, but she was horrified to find that she had left him struggling against the ropes that bound his wrists to arms of the chair, along the ones wrapped around his chest and ankles. She nearly dropped the plate of cookies she had prepared in shock

“Darling, darling! Please stop! You’re going to hurt yourself!” she scrambled over to his side, putting her tray aside before she clasped his bound hand into her own. “Oh, I could never forgive myself if you rubbed your skin raw....that red only belongs in your hair...don’t break my heart like this..”

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"...I gotta admit, I wasn't expecting to be caught like this. Though, I wasn't expecting you to go that far. Only those with a few screws loose would go with that plan you just did." He's taunting Ryoba. He's actually taunting her. To anyone else it's a deathwish, but to him it's just a Monday.

❥“Now, now - if you saw it coming, that wouldn’t be very prudent of me, would it?” The woman gave flick of a finger underneath her newest captive’s chin, trying to remind him to mind his place while she was in control.

“Besides, I’d have you know I’d do anything for my darling daughter.” 

Certainly, she’d been planning this for weeks now. Not being restrained to the self-imposed weekly time limits she had first started with when she was Ayano’s age....it was amazing what she could accomplish. 

She’d not taken any chances with this one. Regular hopes and ziptipes wouldn’t work when she had seen what kind of diabolical power he was capable of. Steel cable and chains- now that was much more appropriate. Shackles were easy enough to find once you knew to the right people. Or manipulated the right ones, anyways. 

“I’d be careful with how much you struggle. I’ve taken the liberty of giving you the perfume of gasoline” 

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@ornateknives

❥ None of the carefully laid out plans had set within the past few months had worked right. Not only had she spent far too long taking care of business overseas, but she had been horrified to find that her precious daughter had been taken away - transferred to another town for what the world justified as a much needed change of environment.

It took her weeks to track her down, bringing her darling husband along with her wherever she went. Even if Ryoba was now a wanted criminal, evading the police was nothing new to her. She even tried to make a learning experience out of it - leaving clues and tools for Ayano in her mail so that she too could learn to use the tools needed for when her time to take her own Senpai would come. 

But dear little Ayano had not reacted to her guidance as planned. When she watched her daughter from the treetops and across the streets, she never saw any of her gifts put to use. In Ryoba’s mind, there was only one explanation for this:

It had to be this girl. This one’s always hanging around her dear child - what else would corrupt her in such a way? Oh she, had to punished- corrected to the best of the mother’s abilities. ( Death would be her preferred punishment for this - but that might cause Ayano a bit too much heartbreak. ) 

“Sleep well, darling?” The woman’s voice was eerily cheerful as she brushed her finger alongside Yuri’s cheek, having heard her shift uncomfortably as she awoke from the sedation. She really wished this girl would have made it easier for Ayano - but she couldn’t help it if she had to grab her off the street the minute she saw the pair of them split up to search for something. One day, her daughter would understand why she had to leave her calling out her friend’s name as she dragged away with her target. 

She gave a small giggle, looking over the drowsy visage of her captive that she has bound against against the wooden chair ( wrists, ankles and even her waist were all rendered immobile - this was so nostalgic for the good old days-! ) 

“I wouldn’t waste too much energy fighting against those ropes. You’re going to need it, my dear.”

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"You created some𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 wonderful, Ryoba." The doctor said, while holding a hand on Ayano's chin, looking deeply into her nearly lifeless eyes - her peepers as he'd say; the tip of his tongue stayed outside his mouth and his alexandrite eyes split in red and green, while his other eye, the real one, was expanded, as if in an unholy ecstasy.

❥ “She’s gorgeous, isn’t she?”   Ryoba cooed, playing both her hands on Danny’s shoulders, looking over the character file of her daughter. “I think they modeled her after me well.” 

She gave a sigh, resting her chin on Danny’s on his right side afterwards- watching Ayano’s eyes shut tightly, her labeled ‘daughter’ leaning her head back with clenched teeth in an effort to avoid the touch she didn’t consent to. 

“It’s almost unbelievable how such a pretty little girl can be the cause of so much trouble...” 

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@psychoticlcve ( For Sora Aoyama ) ll semi-plotted

❥ “There’s no need to get riled up, sweetie” She hummed, immediately seeing the shift in his expression as she realized what he had woken up to. She can see his eyes shift to hands that were bound in front of him, ankles tied together in the same sturdy rope as she had him propped against the wall. She’d have the same chair she used to keep her husband captive when she first caught him - but she wasn’t even sure if this boy was the right suitor for her own daughter yet. She had to evaluate that for herself first. 

“Tell me, can you dance?”