#angstober prompt safe/unsafe

[astralix]

  Act 023 Safe/Unsafe

Pretty Guardian ✶ Sailor Moon

Characters: Original characters, Canon-Characters (mentioned) Rating: Teen, Older Teen Genre: Angst, Action, Fantasy (Magical Girl) Song: “Heavens A Lie” Lacuna Coil

Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon.  I only own my version of the Zodiac Senshi, Phoenix, Ophiuchus, and Andromeda.

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Oh, no, here it is again I need to know, why did I choose to betray you? Something wrong with all the plans of my life I didn’t realize that you’ve been here, yeah-yeah

Dolefully desired Destiny of a lie

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  It was dangerous to enter, but they did not have a choice.  There had been a house or a manor that appeared in front of them while running from the enemies.  Both Sailors Sagittarius and Leo were determined to get out of danger and try to regroup with the other Senshi.  The doors were unusually heavy but Sagittarius and Leo managed to close the double front doors to the manor and lock them.  They tried to catch their breath but Sagittarius immediately felt something was wrong.

“Tategami-san, we’re not safe,” Sagittarius said, while a droplet of sweat ran down her cheek and fell onto the floor mat.

“Even in this house?” Leo questioned.

Sagittarius nodded, trying to continue to catch her breath.  She stayed silent as a talisman materialized between her fingers.  She silently chanted as she focused on the potential threat.

Leo’s eyes widened when she saw the enemy behind Sagittarius.

“Behind you!” she called.

Sagittarius tilted a brow and threw a talisman after she finished her chant.  It surged with electrical energy rather than flame energy.  Leo jumped out of the way as the talisman was thrown in her direction, and it landed on the door.  The talisman completely burned to ash once it hit the door, but the door also burned to ash from the electrical energy Sagittarius inserted into the talisman.

“Great, now they can get in,” Sagittarius growled.  Leo lifted her head from her spot on the floor nearby.  Both were tense.

Their eyes were focused on the gaping hole in the house, their backs were turned further into the hallway.  They were so focused on the entrance into the home, that they did not spot clawed hands focusing an energy blast upon them both…

[serickswrites]

Failure

Warnings: captivity, restraints, gag, electrocution, unconsciousness

Whumpee struggled against the ropes around their wrists. They tried to scream through the gag Whumper had shoved in their mouth. Tried to do anything to escape the unsafe conditions Whumper had created.

Whumper had tied them to a chair and attached a car battery to their chest. Whumpee could hear the dripping of water somewhere in the basement. They knew Whumper intended to shock them. Intended to torture them. But they knew it would be more than torture. Water plus electricity always equaled a bad idea.

"Come on now, Whumpee, it will be fun! This is a perfectly safe voltage to start with, I promise," Whumper said with a smile. "See?"

Whumper flipped the dial on and Whumpee braced themself for pain. But nothing happened. Whumpee sagged with relief when they realized Whumper's set up had failed.

"What is wrong with this stupid thing?" Whumper said as they ripped the electrodes off Whumpee. "Why won't you work?"

They flipped the switch again, but nothing happened. Whumper kicked the machine and it flickered to life. Whumpee watched in horror as Whumper's body convulsed as the current ran through them. Watched as Whumper's eyes went wide with fear. And they watched in horror as Whumper collapsed to the ground and lay unmoving save for the twitching of their muscles as the current continued.

Perhaps they were much safer than they thought.

Tags: @mousepaw @jumpywhumpywriter @knightinbatteredarmor @hufflepuffwritingstuff2 @anightmarishwhump

@steh-lar-uh-nuhs @celestialsoyeon @st0rmm @ay5ksal @pedro-pedro-pedro-pedro-pe

@artisticdemon

[angstober]

Welcome to another year of Angstober! We're delighted to unveil the prompts for this year of angsty, spooky fun.

What is Angstober?

Angstober is a yearly October challenge with 31 angst-themed prompts to inspire you to create. The challenge is open to all sorts of creative work - writing, art, edits, whatever you want - in whatever medium you want. Original work or fanworks? Whatever you feel inspired for!

How do I take part?

Tag your works with #angstober2024 and the day of the prompt (e.g., #day 01) to share on tumblr. Feel free to @ us directly in the post as well! To share your work on AO3, add it to the Angstober 2024 collection.

You can post your works whenever - early or late - and use as many or as few prompts as you feel inspired for! We'll do our best to reblog as many works to the @angstober blog as we can.

Is there a banner to post my work with?

Absolutely!

Anything else?

Nope. Happy Angsting!

2024 Prompt List

Again

2. Countdown

3. Self-Destruction

4. Blood

5. Do Better

6. Medication

7. “You Still Don’t Get It.”

8. Growing Pains

9. Promise

10. Humiliation

11. Wake Up

12. Rotten Touch

13. Shaking

14. Only Around You

15. False Hope

16. No One Else To Turn To

17. “Shhh…”

18. Falling Stars

19. Tear-Stained Cheek

20. Spare Me

21. Abandoned

22. Crocodile Tears

23. Safe/Unsafe

24. Dark Sunrise

25. You’re No Better

26. Persuasion

27. Curled Up

28. Perfect

29. Get Out

30. Nothing Else To Tell You

31. It Ends Here

[oikawaweon]

hi everyone! i've truly wanted to do this for such a long time and i finally decided to step up on it so i'll give it a try! this year i'll be using @angstober's prompts (and banner), and while i don't expect this to blow up, i hope someone will appreciate it as much as i do!

RULES: i'll be writing only for haikyuu! and jjk! also, most of these will not be proof-written since i'll almost write daily (so sorry in advance). afab!reader, no use of y/n, and although every drabble/fic will consider mdni and tws, i won't be blocking anyone,, y'all responsible for what you read and honestly idc as long as you enjoy it lol

MASTERLIST:

DAY 1: "AGAIN" ft. toru oikawa

DAY 2: COUNTDOWN ft kento nanami

DAY 3: SELF DESTRUCTION ft satoru gojo

DAY 4: BLOOD ft yuta okkotsu

DAY 5: "DO BETTER" ft kozume kenma

DAY 6: MEDICATION ft megumi fushiguro

DAY 7: "YOU STILL DON'T GET IT" ft toji fushiguro

DAY 8: GROWING PAINS ft koshi sugawara

DAY 9: "PROMISE" ft suguru geto

DAY 10: HUMILIATION ft rintaro suna

DAY 11: "WAKE UP" ft toge inumaki

DAY 12: ROTTEN TOUCH ft ryomen sukuna

DAY 13: SHAKING ft yuji itadori

DAY 14: "ONLY AROUND YOU" ft kei tsukishima

DAY 15: FALSE HOPE ft ryomen sukuna

DAY 16: NO ONE ELSE TO TURN TO ft satoru gojo

DAY 17: "SHHH..." ft tetsuro kuroo

DAY 18: FALLING STARS ft shoyo hinata

DAY 19: TEAR-STAINED CHEEK ft tobio kageyama

DAY 20: "SPARE ME" ft toji fushiguro

DAY 21: ABANDONED ft oikawa toru

DAY 22: CROCODILE TEARS ft atsumu miya

DAY 23: SAFE/UNSAFE ft megumi fushiguro

DAY 24: DARK SUNRISE ft kento nanami

DAY 25: "YOU'RE NO BETTER" ft kei tsukishima

DAY 26: PERSUASION ft suguru geto

DAY 27: CURLED UP ft tadashi yamaguchi

DAY 28: PERFECT ft choso kamo

DAY 29: "GET OUT" ft rintaro suna

DAY 30: "NOTHING ELSE TO TELL YOU" ft megumi fushiguro

DAY 31: "IT ENDS HERE" ft satoru gojo

feel free to reach out anytime, and i really hope you stay!

sincerely,

oikawaweon<3

[merlinfromberlin]

Lost to a Sea of Guilt and Sorrow

The longer Ratchet is missing after the "Synth-En accident", the harder it gets for Bee to reign in his anxieties.

Warnings: mentions of Tyger Pax; Chronology: S01E22 - Stronger, Faster Wordcount: 1,103 words

Written for @angstober - Day 23: Safe/Unsafe Prompt list can be found here: X

Story below the cut or on AO3.

Bumblebee was staring up at the monitors where Ratchet's life signal should have been displayed, where his likeness should have been displayed just below Optimus but above the rest of the team. He had, intermittently, been staring up at the empty space ever since the medic's picture had vanished earlier, shortly after he had stormed out of the Autobot base to do Primus alone knew what. Bee hoped, desperately, prayed really, that the medic had only gone to drive away his emotions, but the longer he stayed away, the less likely that option appeared.

In the background, somewhere to his left, the rest of the team was conversing quietly, but he was too agitated to focus on their words. Their voices had blended into the background noise of a military base, no longer carrying any meaning discernible to him as his whole being had honed in on the unknown status of his carer.

Bumblebee looked up at the monitors again. Ratchet's signal was still gone. He prodded carefully at their sparkbond, but got no response. The medic had blocked it off earlier in the morning, as the team had set out to investigate an energon signal, and never opened the connection up again afterwards. Still, Bee did his best to make himself heard, tried to imprint his desperate, selfish plea for the medic's safe return onto the older bot's spark. He still got no answer. 

His memory banks kept replaying his short interaction with Ratchet earlier, zooming in ever more closely on the agonisingly familiar expression that had crossed the medic's faceplate right before he had run off. Ratchet had been seething when he returned to base after he had accompanied Optimus, Arcee and Bulkhead to assault a Decepticon mine ("It was only a minor dispute between conjunxes," the Prime had answered Bee's question later. "You do not need to worry about it, little one." Although the use of the nickname alone, in front of the humans at that, had alerted Bee that his carer was more shaken by the interaction than he was likely to ever admit).

When his gaze found Bumblebee, however, the medic's countenance had transformed immediately. All the anger had drained from his features as he studied the smaller bot. For a moment, guilt took command of Ratchet's faceplates, drowning the medic in the shame of his past failure. The expression was gone again within a nanocycle, replaced by a grim determination that bolstered the mech's movements as he stormed off, but it had been enough for Bee to recognise it anways. He had, after all, grown intimately familiar with it in the aftermath of Tyger Pax. To this cycle, the medic wore it way too often when he thought the scout unaware of his attentions.

Wherever Ratchet was right now, though, Bee just hoped, wished, prayed that he had not run to try and confront Megatron. Although his optimism and belief in the medic's better judgement dwindled further and further with every millicycle that passed without contact to his carer.

Bee did not need him to try and enact revenge upon Megatron. He did not need the medic to be warrior, a vigilante or an action hero. He just needed Ratchet to be safe and, preferably, to come home soon.

Again, Bumblebee reached out over their bond to be met with distant detachment. Desperately, he clawed and scratched at the barrier between them, but as he had not been the one to erect it, he was now rendered incapable of tearing it down. He shuddered slightly as he finally gave up and allowed his battered consciousness to slump back into his physical frame, a low whine building in his vocoder. Hastily, he shut it down with an unmistakable, raspy click. Even if the sound would still give him away to any Cybertronian, it would at least keep the human children ignorant of his distress for a little longer.

On the other side of the room, Optimus turned his helm slightly towards Bumblebee before gentle tendrils of the Prime's EM field brushed against his charge's protoform, nuzzling the small bot before weaving the edges of their fields together tightly—a steady, comforting embrace in a sea of unbearable uncertainty. He quivered minutely as he offlined his visual feed momentarily, allowing himself to drift in the Prime's warm hope and gentle resilience for a few microcycle before sending back a wave of gratitude. Bee shifted just a little bit closer to the tall bot, basking shyly in the mild aura promising to be his shield from what might be for just a little while longer. 

If not for the humans' presence, he would have long since huddled up close to the Prime to be soothed by the soft rumble of his mighty engine. Without the comfort of physical contact or closeness, however, this spiritual, emotional embrace was a good substitute.

Doorwings flicking anxiously, Bumblebee checked the monitors again. Ratchet's signal was still gone. Bee could not imagine what he would do if the medic actually turned out to be in danger. He prayed to Primus, the Thirteen and every other figure from Cybertron's mythic past he could recall, begged of them really, that he would not have to find out. After a moment, just for good measure, Bee added Santa Claus to his list of prayers. Jack had once explained to the Autobots that he was considered a friend and helper of all human sparklings—he hoped that Santa Claus' good will extended to Cybertronian younglings, too.

Ratchet had to return safely, he just had to.

When Bumblebee's gaze returned to the monitors the next time, Ratchet's signal had blipped back into existence.

[Ratchet! Where are you? Please, please say that you're okay.] 

Beehad opened his private commline with the medic without putting conscious thought into the action. Distantly, he was aware of Arcee talking, but his processor registered nothing but the static that once again answered his plea.

"Bumblebee." Startled from his reverie, Bee looked up as Optimus called his name.

::Hm?:: The Prime's unspoken request confused him for but a nanocycle until he remembered what they had discussed earlier. He was to stay behind and man the groundbridge while the others went to retrieve Ratchet. Bee rushed to open the groundbridge as fast as he could. The sooner they left, the sooner they would return, he hoped. ::Oh. Yeah- Go get him!::

Optimus answered the plea that had accompanied Bee's vocalisation over their sparkbond with a wave of grim determination. The message was clear. The Prime would do anything to bring their medic home safe.

"Autobots, roll out!"

[bilightningwhumper]

Bilightningwhumper's Angstober 2024 Collection

*planned queued posts to be at 4:45pm each day until the end of October; links here will updated sometime after because I have work when the posts are queued*

Excerpts using prompts from @angstober for my planned "Shadow of a Shield" (MCU fic collection), "The New Eden Institution" (fairy tale retelling fic collection), and "Temptations of Fate" (Romeo and Juliet Angels/Demons AU variation fic). So, warnings for spoilers ahead, but I'm doing my best to keep them minimal. Short and sweet. Well, short and angsty, lol.

"Shadow of a Shield" chapters will be labeled with "SoaS" in the title

"The New Eden Institution" ones with "TNEI"

"Temptations of Fate" with "ToF"

Hope you enjoy!

Day 1- Again- TNEI

Fic: Final Piece (The Last Unicorn retelling) PoV: Galen- Last Unicorn Summary: Galen has a choice to make

Day 2- Countdown- ToF

Fic: Temptations of Fate (Romeo and Juliet Angels/Demons AU retelling) PoV: Morgan- Romeo Summary: Morgan and the team preparing to attack for the last stand

Day 3- Self-Destruction- TNEI

Fic: Missed Shot (Robin Hood retelling) PoV: Marianne- Maid Marian Summary: Marianne has an abrupt intervention

Day 4- Blood- TNEI

Fic: Dead End (Bluebeard + Hansel and Gretel retelling) PoV: Henry- Hansel Summary: Henry gets a call from Ruben after a bad mission

Day 5- Do Better- TNEI

Fic: Bruised Apple (Snow White retelling) PoV: Darcy- Snow White Summary: It's hard to please her stepmother when everything Darcy does is wrong

Day 6- Medication- TNEI

Fic: Hollow Mirror (Alice in Wonderland retelling) PoV: Reid- Red Knave Summary: Reid has difficulties helping Natalie

Day 7- “You Still Don’t Get It.”- TNEI

Fic: Missed Shot (Robin Hood retelling) PoV: Marianne- Maid Marian Summary: Marianne can't hide her worry about Robin

Day 8- Growing Pains- SoaS

Fic: When an Angel Falls... (Becca's story) PoV: Becca- Steve and Bucky's daughter Summary: Becca goes to one of her dads for help preening her wings

Day 9- Promise- TNEI

Fic: Dead End (Bluebeard + Hansel and Gretel retelling) PoV: Ruben- Bluebeard's final wife Summary: Ruben asks Henry an important favor

Day 10- Humiliation- TNEI

Fic: Royal Makeover (Frog Prince retelling) PoV: Wayland- Frog Prince Summary: Against his will, Wayland is forced to attend his first party as Lorainne's bird

Day 11- Wake Up- TNEI

Fic: Weary Rest (Sleeping Beauty retelling) PoV: Petal Sleeping Beauty Summary: Petal has an unexpected reunion

Day 12- Rotten Touch- TNEI

Fic: Bruised Apple (Snow White retelling) PoV: Darcy- Snow White Summary: Darcy has a nightmare

Day 13- Shaking- TNEI

Fic: "Royal Makeover" (Frog Prince retelling) PoV: Max- Princess Summary: Max helps Wayland take a bath

Day 14- Only Around You- TNEI

Fic: "Just Right" (Goldilocks retelling) PoV: Oscar- Talia's husband Summary: Oscar and Tressa bond a little bit

Day 15- False Hope- TNEI

Fic: "Final Piece" (The Last Unicorn retelling) PoV: Galen- Last Unicorn Summary: Another attempt at freedom fails for Galen

Day 16- No One Else To Turn To- TNEI

Fic: "Dead End" (Bluebeard + Hansel and Gretel retelling) PoV: Henry- Hansel Summary: Henry takes a leap of faith with his sister

Day 17- “Shhh…”- TNEI

Fic: "Weary Rest" (Sleeping Beauty retelling) PoV: Petal- Sleeping Beauty Summary: A proposition is met with... an unexpected response

Day 18- Falling Stars- ToF

Fic: "Temptations of Fate" (Romeo and Juliet Angels/Demons AU retelling) PoV: Evangeline- Juliet Summary: A proposition is met with... an unexpected response

Day 19- Tear-Stained Cheek

Day 20- Spare Me

Day 21- Abandoned

Day 22- Crocodile Tears

Day 23- Safe/Unsafe

Day 24- Dark Sunrise

Day 25- You’re No Better

Day 26- Persuasion

Day 27- Curled Up

Day 28- Perfect

Day 29- Get Out

Day 30- Nothing Else To Tell You

Day 31- It Ends Here

Full collection on Ao3 (or will be at the end of October, lol) here:

[kamryn1963]

Summary: All Charlie wanted right now was to see Nick. Even if just for a little bit.

@angstober Prompt 23: Safe\Unsafe

Charlie knew his mum would find out if went over to Nick’s and that he’d be grounded more. But he couldn’t stand it here anymore, unable to see Nick or even hug him. 

It wasn’t hard to get out of his house, and soon Charlie was on his way to Nick’s. He couldn’t help the feeling of safety that filled him as he walked up to Nick’s front door, knocking and waiting for his boyfriend. 

His boyfriend who he’d be able to finally see and touch in only a few moments. 

Charlie breathed a sigh of relief when it was Nick who opened the door. Charlie didn’t say anything as he stepped up to the door, wrapping his arms around Nick who after a moment where he was probably trying to figure out what was going on, hugged him back. 

Charlie held on for several minutes just soaking up the feeling of his boyfriend’s arms around him and the feeling of safety that filled him. 

Charlie never felt his safe, this free in his own house. But he always did when he was with Nick. 

“Hey. Your going to get in trouble for sneaking out”. Nick said as he pulled away, still keeping his arms around Charlie’s waist. 

“I don’t care. I needed to see you”. Charlie replied and he didn’t care. He knew his mum would just ground him for longer but it was worth it to be able to see Nick in a place that wasn’t school. 

“Can I come in?” Charlie asked, suddenly self conscious that maybe after days apart, Nick wouldn’t want him around anymore. Charlie knew it was a ridiculous thought, but he couldn’t help but fear it would come true. 

“Of course you can”. Nick responded with a reassuring smile as he recognized the look on his boyfriends face. 

Charlie returned the smile with a shy one of his own, following Nick inside and up to Nick’s bedroom where they both laid on the bed. Charlie moved as close to Nick as he could just wanting to be near him. 

Wanting to feel that safety, reassurance that everything was okay. 

“I just couldn’t stay at home anymore. I was trying to finish my course work, but all I could think about was seeing you”. Charlie whispered, his voice muffled by Nick’s shirt. 

“You were thinking about me? I’m honored Char”. Nick teased as he soaked up the feeling of his boyfriend in his arms. 

“Shut up”. Charlie groaned as he closed his eyes and relaxed into the bed. 

“Mmm, I don’t think I will”. 

“Nick”. Charlie whined, but he was smiling as Nick continued to tease him. 

Later that night when Charlie dragged himself out of Nick’s bed and his warm embrace knowing he had to head home, Charlie didn’t regret coming here, he’d never regret seeing Nick. 

Despite knowing the trouble he’d be in when he got home, Charlie walked home with a smile and went to bed that night the same way. 

[acciokaidanalenko]

Prompts: @whumptober prompt #8: Sleep Deprivation + @angstober prompt #23: Safe/Unsafe Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3 Rating: General Relationship: Astarion/Dark Urge (Faeryl) Warnings: None Summary: Astarion watches over Faeryl as she fights against her Urge to kill him.

AO3 link: here. Preview below the cut.

Under normal circumstances, waking up in her lover's tent would have been a perfect way to begin the day. Even in a place so dark and dismal as the Shadow-Cursed Lands. But as Faeryl’s golden eyes snapped open she was instantly gripped with fear. The last thing she could recall with any sense of clarity was the conversation she’d had with Sceleritas. She had been the last person in camp to retire for the evening, as she was most nights. The Butler had suddenly appeared just as the flap of her tent had closed behind her. He had pleaded with her, encouraging her to make amends for her good behavior. She had resisted the Urge to kill the cleric. This act of defiance had left her Urge unfulfilled. Faeryl had disobeyed the first order because she knew that killing Isobel would leave the refugees at Last Light vulnerable to the Shadow Curse. She couldn’t, in good conscience, allow that to happen. However, the suggestion to kill her lover instead had to be avoided at any cost. She couldn’t lose Astarion. Faeryl’s gaze quickly swept across her immediate surroundings, frantically searching for any clues as to what had happened during the night. She had awoken in Astarion's tent, and her sense of dread grew as she found no signs of him. She sat up so quickly it made her vision swim, her head pounding with the same intensity she'd felt after she'd murdered Alfira. Her mouth ran dry at the memory of that morning. The sticky sensation of blood covering her hands, and the aching of her arm had been the first indications of her crime. Maybe there was hope for her lover, as her hands were clean and the only pain she felt resulted from the burn marks of ropes around her wrists. She tossed off the small woolen blanket that had been draped over her and moved slowly toward the exit of the tent.

[wwooyology]

You're Not The Same | S.JY

「prompt」 : safe/unsafe 「pairing」 : bf!jake x fem!reader 「word count」 : 1.2k

「synopsis」 : after the accident, jake became a completely different person. there were good days, and then there were bad days. on the good days, you felt like the safest person on the planet, that no one could ever hurt you. however, on the bad days… it felt as if no one on the planet could save you.

「genre」 : angst

「warnings」 : mentions of a car accident, brain injury, mental/personality changes, yelling, crying, reader is scared for her's and jake's lives, betrayal (?), lmk if I missed anything!!

masterlist ─ navi. ─ angstober list

It had been a year since the car accident happened that completely changed Jake. The doctor told you that he was lucky to survive the head injury that he had suffered. He also told you that the damage that had been done was irreversible and that he would suffer from mental issues. At first, you didn’t know what he meant until you and Jake were able to go home.

The first few weeks were easy enough, making sure that your boyfriend was comfortable while he heals. However, after the second month, you started to notice the changes. Some days he was the same old Jake that you had fallen in love with.

– 

When you woke up, it was a little after eight in the morning. Jake was still sleeping peacefully next to you. His lips jutted out into a small pout as he snored softly, causing you to smile. Quietly slipping out of bed, you walked into the kitchen to make breakfast.

Not even twenty minutes pass after you make it to the kitchen when you feel a pair of arms wrap around your body. "Why’d you leave?” He whines into your neck, and he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, causing you to giggle from the ticklish feeling.

“I’m gonna cook breakfast, dork.” You ruffled his hair before turning to go back to the task at hand.

He was like a clingy puppy the entirety of the morning, either glued to you or watching from a close distance. Either way, there was always less than five feet between you, but you didn’t mind.

–

Those days normally went super well. You would finish cooking so you could eat together before either chilling at home all day or even going out if Jake was feeling up to it. You felt like the happiest person on the planet with an amazing boyfriend who loved you dearly.

But then there were those days that he wasn’t.

–

“Where the fuck is it?!” You were rudely awoken by the sounds of Jake shouting; sitting up in bed, you looked around the room only to narrowly dodge a flying object that was being hurled at you. With wide eyes you found Jake rummaging through your dresser, clothes everywhere.

“Jake, what are you doing?” You asked carefully, already fully aware of how he was when he was like this. This wasn’t the normal Jake. He had turned into someone completely different.

Every time he ended up like this, it was the same story over and over again. He was looking for something, angry that he couldn’t find it. When it happened the first few times, you tried to ask him what he was looking for, but at some point, you found it pointless because he would never tell you.

Instead, he would blame you for hiding it from him and start to interrogate you. He never got physically violent with you, not until here recently. It’s not like he would hit you, but he would grab you roughly and jerk you around like you were a ragdoll that would usually bruise the next day. Days like this made you worry not only for your own well-being but also Jake’s, scared that he would hurt himself.

The room went silent as Jake stopped his rummaging to turn and look at you, a crazed look in his eyes. You swallowed thickly, fingers curling around the blanket that covered your body. He then moved towards you with precise movement making your heart lurch.

“Did you touch it?” He asked, his voice calm, and normally that would ease your mind, but at this moment, you knew that it was just a second before he blew up. When you didn’t answer him, Jake grabbed your shoulders, almost like a snake lunging for its prey. His fingers dug into your skin, making you cry out in pain, tears stinging in your eyes. “Where did you put it?!” His voice rose, scaring you even more.

“I don’t know what you’re looking for, Jake!” You cried, trying to pry his hands off of your shoulders, the pain almost becoming unbearable. “Jake, you’re hurting me; please let go.” 

The crazed look in Jake’s eyes slowly started to fade away until he was back to the Jake that you knew and loved. His eyes went wide as he took in the terrified look on your face, quickly releasing you, and you moved back a little bit.

“Baby…” He called out, his hand reaching for your face, but when you flinched away, he felt his heart drop. It happened again, and he scared you. He hurt you. Tears started to spill from his eyes as he dropped into your lap, apologies spewing from his lips like a broken record.

–

Those were the days that you felt terrified in your own home, walking around on eggshells because there was no telling when he would snap out of it. Or if he even would. There were times when it would only last as little as ten minutes, but there had been a few times when it lasted for days, and you weren’t sure if you would survive those days.

So when you couldn't take it anymore and were scared beyond belief, you contacted Jake’s doctor. Scared that he would inevitably do something he couldn’t take back, you discussed the options before deciding to have Jake admitted. You knew Jake wouldn’t agree to being admitted, scared that he would never see you again. He would tell you that he would control it and he would never hurt you, but he never could. 

“Hello, Dr. Lee.” You greeted the older male as you walked into his office with Jake right on your heel.

“Hello, y/n. Jake.” He greeted both of you as he motioned to the seats on the opposite side of his desk. "Please have a seat.” 

Jake was under the assumption that he was just coming in for his normal examination, his leg shaking as he sat down, biting on his nails. Seeing him like this made you feel terrible, but it only made you feel worse when you watched the nurses come in to grab him.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you watched him fight against their hold, begging for you to help him. You could clearly see the fear in his eyes, and it shattered your heart. They eventually sedated him before pulling him from the room, leaving you with the doctor.

“I know it’s hard, but it’s for his own good.” Dr. Lee reassured you, his hand patting your shoulder before recommending that you go home and try to relax. He then told you that he would give you another call when Jake was fully settled in, and you could come to see him.

You could only nod, your voice completely gone. How were you supposed to go home and relax when you felt like you had just betrayed the person you cared the most about? It tore you to pieces, and even after you saw Jake and he was doing better, you still felt like a terrible person.

But you knew that it was the right choice because there was no telling what he would have done if you hadn’t gotten him the help that he needed…

@wwooyology | Do not steal, plagiarise, translate, or repost any of my work

𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖗 : ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɴᴏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴀ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ʀᴇᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴍʙ��ʀꜱ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴘᴜʀᴇʟʏ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ꜱᴇʀɪᴏᴜꜱʟʏ.

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Angstober

Days 1, 2, 3, & 4: prompt: again, countdown, self destruct, blood; TW: captivity, torture, restraints, blood, bleeding out, mcd, survivor's guilt, self destructive behavior, caretaker and whumpee, hurt/no comfort, grief

Day 5: prompt: do better TW: self sacrifice, burns, hurt/comfort, hurt/aftermath, hurt/recovery, caretaker and whumpee

Day 6: prompt: medication; TW: concussion, head injury, migraine, hurt/aftermath, hurt/recovery, hurt/comfort, caretaker and whumpee

Day 7: prompt: "you still don't get it;" TW: kidnapping, implied torture, restraints, rescue, blood

Day 8: prompt: growing pains; TW: blood, explosions, wounds, conditioning, living weapon whumpee, blood loss, caretaker and whumpee

Day 9: prompt: promise; TW: captivity, torture, restraints, blood, wounds, electrocution, escape, unclear character status, unconsciousness

Day 10: prompt: humiliation; TW: restraints, captivity, torture, physical violence, public humiliation, cruel whumper

Day 11: prompt: Wake Up; TW: captivity, restraints, non con drugging, creepy/intimate whumper

Day 12: prompt: rotten touch; TW: pet whump, captivity, body modification, noncon body modification

Day 13: prompt: shaking; TW: magical exhaustion, collapse, shaking, unconsciousness

Day 14: prompt: only around you; TW: referenced captivity, referenced torture, referenced conditioning, relapse, hurt/aftermath, hurt/recovery, caretaker and whumpee

Day 15: prompt: false hope; TW: captivity, restraints, torture, unconsciousness, rescue, blood, blood from the mouth, mcd, hurt/no comfort

Day 16: prompt: no one else to turn to; TW: blood, wounds, gunshot wound, bleeding, hospital reference

Day 17: prompt: "Shhh...;" TW: gunshot wound, blood, field medicine

Day 18: prompt: falling stars; TW: captivity, torture, restraints, forced to watch, blood, wounds, infection, mcd

Day 19: prompt: tear-stained cheek; TW:captivity, restraints, torture, rescue, bruises, caretaker and whumpee

Day 20: prompt: spare me; TW: captivity, torture, restraints, self sacrifice, forced to watch, drowning, mcd

Day 21: prompt: abandoned; TW: abandonment, heat stroke, lost

Day 22: prompt: crocodile tears; TW: threats, betrayal, video recording, implications of noncon, black mail

Day 23: prompt: safe/unsafe; TW: captivity, restraints, gag, electrocution, unconsciousness

Day 24: prompt: dark sunrise; TW: captivity, torture, restraints, self sacrifice, blood, wounds, threat of death, mcd, public display, betrayal

Day 25: prompt: you're no better; TW: referenced captivity, referenced torture, medication, unconsciousness, passing out, hurt/aftermath, hurt/recovery

Day 26: prompt: persuasion; TW: black mail, trickery, bribery, cruel whumper

Day 27: prompt: curled up; TW: captivity, restraints, muzzle, torture, defiant whumpee, sensory deprivation

Day 28: prompt: perfect; TW: collar, whipping, blood, bruises, pet whump, cruel whumper

Day 29: prompt: get out; TW: sun exposure, hyperthermia, delirium, kidnapping

Day 30: prompt: nothing else to tell you; TW: rescue, captivity, torture, broken bones, blood, bruises, hurt/aftermath, hurt/recovery, hospital

Day 31: prompt: it ends here; TW: self sacrifice, exhaustion, magical exhaustion, unconsciousness

@angstober