#id say poor gir

[sunny-starlo]

amazing quality and high effort post that took hours because i totally remember i have a tumblr acc i should post on

also some mediocre art that took a couple mins under the cut

[riddlehatereddi]

MY FAVOURITE QUEER-PLATONIC OC'S

Please ignore any fucky colours my vision is very poor

THEY ARE GIRLFRIENDS

Image Description Under Cut

[ID Start] Eliott stand to the left of the screen. He is a white man, with vitiligo around his eyes and mouth. His hair is in a ginger mullet and he has blue eyes. He has multiple ear piercings, eyebrow piercings and he has a septum ring. He has plasters over his cheek, nose bridge and forehead. Eliott wear a black tank top, white scoliosis brace, blue sleeveless jacket, blue short, pink socks and black shoes. He's leaning on two black crutches. Next to him, it says, Eliott Taylor, He/Him, Scottish, Transgender, Gay. Shafeen sits to the right of the screen. She is a brown-skinned woman, with long brown hair accented with punk raccon stripes, slight stubble, a red spiraled prosthetic left eye, and a barely visible cochlear implant. She wear several hairclips, a green tank top with a picture of Gir from Invader Zim, black skirt, mismatched purple & blue socks, purple & black arm warmer on her left arm, and multiple brightly coloured bracelets on her right arm. She sits in a wheelchair with black seating and a pink frame. Above her it says, Shafeen Baig, She/They, English Pakistani, Transgender, Lesbian. Eliott & Shafeen are on a background made of multiple brightly coloured squares. [End ID]

[sunca]

Hey congrats on starting your writing blog !! Could I request Narancia with 2 and 87 from the yandere prompts? Maybe in like a school setting of sorts? Thank you in advance!! 💕

"𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓎"

Yandere Narancia x reader(Yandere Prompts)

2. "Please pay attention to me."

87. "What do I need to make you love me back?"

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Scenario.

Warning : Death, blood, gore, physical violence, curse words, kidnapping, mentioned of stalking, yandere stuff, a bit of lust.

Count : 4030

Thank you. I appreciate it. (•-•)\💖

Sorry for the wait. I've been busy these days but as soon as I finished those stuffs, I went straight down to writing and fixing this.

Please accept this art as my apology. Long hair, fancy Narancia is a must and reader as a small chibi.

Requests still open. Thank you and I hope this brings satisfaction to you.

Sadly, I couldn't post this with read more. ;-; Forgive me.

I almost forgot. Recommended song for this.

Anson Seabra - Stay with me

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Sleepless nights and those stares which hunted you in the darkness. You tried to sleep soundly as much as you could but those nightmares picked you like a marionette and made you dance as they willed. Traces of fingers on your skin offered the ecstasy of waking up. Only to have chills rushing on you. Sweats and tears tainted on the mattress. The warmth of another person, the breeze would steal every night. The welcomed window with a broken lock in your view. An orange wrist band disappearing into the leaves of a nearby tree.

You hid your yawn with your book from your teacher. She shot a glance at you but you just tried to hide between your shoulders. Dark circles lingering around your eyes as you tried to wipe your tears away. You once again looked down at your book to greet with an x and its long lost number. y and z waiting for their soulmates. Numbers running around on your page playground. A discontented sign falling down along with your tense shoulders.

Slender fingers rested on his cheek. His chin stood gracefully on his palm. His captivating purple eyes sojourned on your back. You who couldn't concentrate won't be able to detect his enthusiasm for you. He planned to open his heart for you today. He could only wish it would go well. He can only wish. The echo of the bell rolling into the class directed his attention to turn to his dear friend.

Fugo closed his book and let it rest for a period. His hand reaching for the lemon coloured lunchbox and water bottle. Narancia then get attracted to your magnet but blocked by a girl who stood between you two. Narancia looked up to see her lunch box held tight to her chest. She then build up her courage to ask him to spend his precious time with her. He leaned back. Creating more space between him and her. Showing uninterested body language. A single worded rejection. His feet walking on your yellow path. You getting up to get some space from people, stopped in your tracks when he came into your view.

"Hey, (Y/N)! Nothing to do at lunch. Right? Come join us! You've been busy with that club and activities. I missed you," he whined with puppy eyes. You being your dithering self because of restlessness. "Sure," You replied with a small puff and smile, blinking your fuzzy vision away. His gleaming smile blinding you so easily. "Great! Let me grab my lunch box fast! Wait here!" He gleefully replied and headed back to his seat. A soft smile staplered on his cheeks.

The three of you sitting under the unfixed clouds. A baby tomato rolling under your fork. You listened to the back and front between Fugo and Narancia. This bickering was bringing out more headache for you. Then suddenly, Narancia wrapped his arms around your torso and faked a cry. "(Y/N)! See? Fugo is making fun of me! I just don't understand math and he's calling me 'stupid' again!" You let out a tired sigh and patted his head. "I'm calling you stupid because you are! 33×12 is 36? Oh. What a genius! How many times do I have to teach you that?!" Fugo looked as if a strawberry now. His face all red because of rage.

"Oh, Fugo. By the way, did you heard-," Narancia looked up at you. His hands not retreating back from you but holding more tightly. You were focused on Fugo and letting him know about the new series he caught upon. The two of you would buy the book together or inform each other about the news related to that series. You and Fugo having interest in a same subject once in a while. Narancia was not getting any of it. His eyebrows fusing.

"(Y/N)! I burned my hand the other day!" He put his hand in between you and Fugo's eye contact. You just nodded and patted him again but didn't stop communicating with Fugo. Narancia's hand slowly drafted back to your shoulder. Tears welding on his eyes. His cheeks swelling. He then slowly fell onto your lap. His hands closest to his heart which was aching for you. Both Fugo and you stopped in track. You looked upon a teenage boy in tears, sulking like a baby and resting on your lap.

"Please pay attention to me, (Y/N)."

His voice shaking. You felt bad for not giving him the attention he deserved and run your fingers through his hair gently. Narancia has always been like this whenever you ignored him a bit. You didn't want to speak it out loud but it slipped through. "Aww~ my baby," you wiped his tears away. Narancia started sniffing and sobbing. You picked him up by his shoulder and he sat up. "Don't cry. Don't cry~," Mischief in your sugary voice. "Aww~ There. There," you comforted him with a hug and caressed his head. Fugo scoffed and focused on eating again. Turning his gaze away from the two of you.

After a minute or two, the door to the rooftop swung. A pair of canary preying you in. Burgundy hair combed back neatly. His sharp jaw ready to slice anyone in two. His flawless face shining like silver. Turtleneck white sweater revealing his ravishing physique. Black jeans hugging his slender and long legs. The papers in his grip rustled as the breeze flowed in.

Once he saw you, he stormed up to you. You looked up at Kevin, your club's president. Narancia, on the other hand, didn't want Kevin to come and destroy his paradise, and he knew Kevin would be a bad new for him. As soon as he saw Kevin, Narancia glanced to you. Narancia didn't expect and want this to happen but here you are, looking at a boy other than him.

"Oh, Kev! What brought you here?" You greeted him and drew back your hands. Narancia didn't bother to move from your side. Fugo twisted his neck to look up from his lunch to your target. Fugo repositioned himself since he saw who was it and listened to hear whatever Kevin had to say. "(Y/N), Mrs. Smith said you made some mistakes in the paper sheets for the club. You better get there now and I have things to do," Kevin stood beside Fugo and waited for you.

"I will go there once I finish my lunch," you glared up at Kevin. Narancia was also glaring at Kevin. "She didn't look like she was busy which is unusual," Kevin insisted. Kevin's demand irked you and you rolled your eyes. "Fine," you groaned as you packed your lunch back up. Narancia complained as he clasped your arm. "(Y/N), you don't have to go." Narancia's puppy eyes striking your week spot but you couldn't say no to the class president. "I'm sorry, Narancia but I have to. I will see you back in class when this is over. Ok? No worries," you gave Narancia a reassuring smile and stood up. Narancia's eyes were narrowing at Kevin. Fugo noticed this and observed him carefully. So then, he could step in if Narancia was to burst out.

You headed to the teachers' office and prepared yourself. Kevin was walking on the corridor of the old, abandoned school building. He just needed to grab some stuffs from there. He was on his way until he saw a group of people in a class. He pulled the door open and shouted, "Students are prohibited to come here withou-," he saw an adult looking like a street rat handing a bag wrapped in tape to a student. "YOU! Outsiders are prohibited here too and state your busines -" Before his sentence ended, —wham!— his unconscious body fell onto the dusty floor with a thud.

Narancia tried his best to keep his serenity but something clicked in him. He threw his orange juice and stood up. "That motherf*cker!! $&j#fc;h-e)g£sv%y!!!" He cursed as the bottom of his shoe stamped upon the poor lunchbox. Noodles flat under, the sauce splashed across the concreted floor, the plastic scattered into pieces and his shoe fouled by the mess. Fugo noticed the buzz in his pants pocket and reached for it. Checking the ID, he then picked it up. "Pronto."

"Damn it!" Narancia exclaimed as he rubbed his shoe on the clean surface of the floor. "They're always trying to steal my (Y/N) away. A*sh*les!" Narancia kicked the air and his feet yeeted his shoe. Narancia was too furious to pay attention to Fugo or his talk. He then let out a frustrated sigh and hopped. "Yes. We'll take care of it. Arrivederci," Fugo hung up and shoved the phone back into his pants. He then reversed his direction back to Narancia who was putting on his shoe again.

"Narancia," he calmly called him to see his fumming face almost as if a tomato. "They're making a move now. Gior- Boss want us to take action. Bruno said he will send the info in 5 minutes," Fugo's sentences were short but held engrossing mystery in them. Narancia's face was dark and occupied with a wide grin which would inject a chilling trepidation to everyone sane but Fugo wasn't bothered. The thought of finishing an order perfectly enraptured Fugo as he couldn't wait to spend more time with his beloved who was in a cage. "Go fetch (Y/N) after this," Fugo shot a smirk and encouraged Narancia. The two boys communicating with their eye contact. You who thought Fugo and Narancia were normal teenagers and not knowing anything about their past, didn't even notice the foreboding gift future has in store for you.

When you entered the club room, you couldn't find Kevin anywhere. "MuMu, have you seen Kev anywhere? I need him to check these sheets," you asked a girl who was filling in forms. "Ah! He went to that old building in the west. He said he needed some files from class B," she answered and you smiled at her. "Thank you!" You replied and headed to there. Looking over the papers in your fingers again. "This will be fine. I guess...," you spoke to yourself.

Narancia and Fugo were checking out the rooms at the ground level. They entered the 5th room when you entered the hall. You then zigzagged and stepped on the first step of the stairs. 'Class B. Huh. That would be third floor.' You thought to yourself and rubbed your temple. "Wait. This building has three stairs. Right? What if I miss Kevin? I can't let it happen! I must hand in these today," you talked to yourself and hurried your steps. "Nothing's here too," Fugo looked up to Narancia. He was squatting and checking for footprints or any sign of their target were here or the packs since the info showed they stored some in here. "Let's move on," Narancia replied as he head to the stairs.

You arrived on the third floor and everything was a mess. There were plastic bags, dry leaves and dusts. You looked up to the sign on top of an entrance. It read 'E' and you moved on to get where you wanted to be. When you passed through class D, you heard something. You stopped in track and paid attention to it. It was as if something was being beaten. You backed to the wall and approached the back door of the third room. You sneakily opened the door a bit and peeked in. A strange scent hitting your nostrils.

There was a group of students and some people in normal attire. Smokes surrounding their heads. Cigarettes in between of their fingers. Some were staring down at the centre. You followed their gaze. A fist rose and fell like a tsunami. You couldn't see who was the victim since the desks and some males blocked it. You keeled for a better view and in between legs, you saw a familiar male with burgundy hair. Blood rivering down on his lips and chin. His nose all red. His face swollen.

You questioned why he didn't fight back and you covered your mouth. His fingers bending back in. Blood stained on his white sweater. Two knives attached to his belly. You started to tremble and your breath hitched. You wanted to step in and help Kevin but it would be around 15 against 1. You don't even stand a chance.

You gotta get out of there fast and affirm the teachers. When you raised your head back, the door swung open with a creek. You looked up like a cornered prey under the gaze of a predator. To meet with a pair of eyes staring down at you. A grin sent chills down your spine. You didn't waste any time and sprang for the escape. The shadow behind you chased you down. You were pulled back by a hand wrapping by your waist. "HELP-!" Your mouth covered by a hand.

"Did you hear that?" Narancia glanced at his friend who didn't turn away from his staring towards the ceiling. "Hear what?" Narancia had a confused expression. Fugo then looked at Narancia. "Narancia, call out Aerosmith. They might still be in this building," Fugo commended him. "Okay?" Narancia raised an eyebrow and spread his arms horizontally. "Aerosmith!"

You were struggling against two males. The others were staring or laughing at your inadequate struggles. You kicked, wiggled your body out, punched and did everything you could but nothing seemed to work until you remembered a method. You kicked the male in front of you where the sun don't shine and curved in your spine to smash that nose with the back of your head. The grip around you loosened. Your feet trying to be your life saviour, betrayed by a hand grabbing on one. Your face came in to kiss the floor. A crack rang in your ears and a light flashed before you. You tried to get back up but restrained by a pull.

You rolled around and punched anyone who was in sight. Your hand captured in a grip but you used all of your force and took your hand back. Your other hand reached something and you grabbed it. Panic swung your hand and —Shluk!— crimson liquid spattered. A glass shard deep in the throat of a student. Blood trailing down from his mouth and nose. He choked out and a daub of red landed on your cheek, soon to roll slowly to side. Your eyes went wide. You brought up your hand to wipe the burning sensation on your nose and hide that glup. You were stunned. Your brain tried to reload what you just did but errors delayed it.

Tap, tab, tap, dab, dap, dab, dap, swissh, dab, swissh, dab, dap, zwish, dab, dap, zwish, Dap, zwish, Dab, Dap, zwish, Dab, BAM!

The door swung open, brining you back to reality with a flinch. Your head spun and you saw a ray of hope along with two boys. Narancia's scanning fell upon you as soon as you goggled him. Your nose red. Blood smeared on your philtrum, upper lateral subunit and upper lip. Your obscured tears failed on you. The look in your eyes begged him to save you. Your lips quivering. Your quietened sobs emerging. "What the f*ck!?" A wrongdoer swore out loud and they prepared themselves by picking up some chair, wood stick, spiked bat, and pocket knives.

"Na-Narancia...," You ran towards him but your legs gave out and you crawled. Clinging on his leg. He crouched towards you. Holding your trembling hand in his. Your poor body shaking like a leaf. Tears streaming down on your exquisite cheeks. Your state in this situation and a murmur of your voice turned on the insanity inside him. "Fugo, I will leave (Y/N) to you," Fugo took over his role and supported you to stand up. Narancia's face was hard to read when you glanced at him. Narancia stood tall.

Your back leaned on the dirty wall. Your breath hitching and you hugged onto Fugo tightly. Burying your face in his chest. Snivelling all your emotions out. Screaming were heard in the distance. Fugo patted your back and separated you by your shoulders. "(Y/N)?" He called your name and you looked up at him. "I need you to stay here and not going anywhere. Ok?" he waited for your answer. You nodded while sobbing. He set up a reassuring smile and left you there. You sat there and wiped your tears away. When you glanced at Fugo, you saw him walking into that room.

"YOU BASTARD! YOU WORTHLESS LITTLE S*HT!! YOU SHOULD GO DIE IN A S*HT HOLE, YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING B*TCH!!" The dead hooligan lied flat under Narancia's shoe. Narancia's breathes were hitching, and veins were popping out on his forearm and the back of his hand. Blood painted the wall and floor red. The pool under his shoe sticky and thick. They deserved it. No one and by means that, not even a single soul is allowed to hurt his perfection whom he worship daily. Anyone who left a scratch on (Y/N)'s body will be left with a missing limb but made her bleed more than a drop? Haha. Ya gotta be kidding about it.

Fugo stopped him in track. "(Y/N) need you now. Go. I will take care of them," Fugo's hand on his shoulder, giving Narancia a proud smile. Narancia stepped back and cooled himself down. Fugo took out a glass bottle and a handkerchief. He opened the cap and enclosed the lid with the handkerchief. He then turned them upside down. Soon to be back in their position. He handed the handkerchief to Narancia. "Here. Take this just in case." Narancia took it and in a split second, there was a wide, merry grin on his cheeks. He put it in the skirt pocket. "Yea! Thanks, Fugo!" He exclaimed gleefully and ran out of the class with a jolly behaviour. Fugo chuckled at Narancia's usual behaviour and put the covering back on.

Of course. You must be waiting for him all this time. You need him like he needs you. You sinning his thoughts and nights. You who was defenceless. He who was resistless to you or your beguiling body. His hands not wanting to depart from your skin. His lips brushing softly on your throat. He was addicted to you. You who spellbound him, lured him in, ensnared him, planted a seed called possessiveness in him, seized his obsession only to yourself and inveiged him to come swoop your fragile soul from this heartless world. He's your knight in shinning armour after all.

"(Y/N)!" You heard a familiar voice. Your sugary name cloying him more and more. He was drunk upon the bewitching splendour of your beauty. Your voice ripping his stability bit by bit. His body towered you. Trapped you between his torso and the wall. You were in a daze. His tranquil smile avenging your cruel actions towards him. His loving gaze hypnotising the poor prey.

You turned your head to the source. A breeze revealing a dazzling boy to you. "Narancia!" You called your friend's name as you eyed him up. He who bathed in his enemies' blood. You wiped your tears again as you stood up. Observing the boy before you in terror. "I killed them for you~ (Y/N)♡," his voice sickeningly sweet. His usual cute smile inverted into a nightmare with blood staining on it. "Thi-This is wrong. So wrong...," you choked out. His eyebrows raised with disbelief. "What are you talking about, (Y/N)? This is the right thing to do! They hurt you! You are a perfection and I'm your guardian! If anyone try to corrupt you, they are devils and it's my duty to get rid of them! Hehe," he chuckled lightly. As if taking out the fire of life was nothing more than a joke to him.

"Naranci-" you were cut off. "I love you~" The grin not dropping from his face. "W-Wha-What?" You asked again not because you didn't quite catch it but because you didn't get what he meant by that. "I love you♡" An adorable giggle rumbled down his chest. "Wha- N-No! Liste-" you tried to speak again. "No? You don't love me?" The wretched look gushed down your throat like a blazing lava. Guilt's hands tightening around you throat. "No. No. That's not-" Your panic dragged and chucked you down the cliff.

"Then what do I need to do to make you love me back, (Y/N)?"

You stopped. You legitimately stopped. He wasn't trying to hear out what you had to spill. He wasn't even trying. It seemed as if he won't give up or drop that subject. No. He wouldn't and you have had it. You took a sharp breath in. Your legs spun and took a step farther away from him. Your back getting smaller and alarm bells rang loudly in his head. Your direction fixed on the stair. He pulled you back by your wrist and made you face him. His hand sneaking around your waist.

"Let me g-" your lips sealed with his. Your heart jumped like a rabbit and your mind reset itself. If you were just an innocent civilian, he wouldn't do anything to you but remember that time you helped him with that winsome smile? Remember that time when you let him rest on your lap? Remember that time you held him tight in your sleep? You have given him those blushes, those smiles, those giggles, those restless nights with only you in his head, those hushed moans and those vivid dreams. You have stolen his only heart and tried to flee with it. Did you think he was that stupid to let you go after everything he went through for you?

A white silk between the two teenagers sparkled under the orangy ray. The sun slowly dying on the horizon, letting his lover breathe and shine in the darkness with her small sparkling fairies. Your breathing uneven. Unable to leave his dusky purple soul. He fed upon your candy as his right hand flew up to cup your cheek. His thumb swinging left and right. Your cheek dough under his fingers. Your life like a droplet of rain in his palm.

His touches varied into needy ones. His desire asking for more as his lips once again sucked the life out of you. His tongue burrowing into you. Your hands constraining him away from you. Your head trying to break away from his grasp. Your brain sending red flags in your view. Your anxiety lining tears on your lower eyelashes. Your lung shrieking for the oxygen you needed. Him devouring on your sobs.

Your leg swung back to aim whichever part of his leg you can reach. —Wham!— he groaned and reached for his luckless shin. You didn't waste any time and hurtled wherever you can but far from this pitiful boy. Your legs wanting to give out under you but your brain forcing them not to. Your heart ringing in your ears. The stairs blurred in your vision.

You set your foot upon the second floor and aimed to make a U turn to descend more. Coincided with a yelp, your flimsy body was tugged back by a hand wrapping around your chest. Your nose and mouth were covered by a hand, linked with a cloth. Due to the intense exercise you had, you respired a small amount of chemical with a gasp. The sharp smell made you press harder into his chest, gratifying him more.

Your fists hitting his hands, pulling them away. Your body twisting in order to be freed. Your tears messy on your cheeks. Your limbs faltered. Your muscles relaxed. Your soul doors pulling the curtains. Your head rested on his shoulder. Your consciousness fell into the dark abyss. Pulling you along with it. A word echoed in the void.

"𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙮."

[just-a-venomous-kinnie]

Hajime x Oc pt.3!

Ok so I have a big finale planned! ( coming after PT.20) and MAY do a season 2 where I come up with random scary stories but for now, we'll keep it to season 1.

The talking Mary doll

You already know what pov💪

The group of teens find their way to school. Satsuki stops to blow her breath to see it turns to fog. She makes a comment about it being cooler than a witches coochie and Leo says that his father told him there was a high chance of snow.

Satsuki makes a comment about the guys having 'shrinkage issues' while Leo interjects that it only happens in pools, not cold weather.

" James 1:14, each one is tempted by his own evil desire but I think your skirt is helping him out slutski- I mean Satsuki" Momoko says.

" you are just jealous of my Mary Hearts" Satsuki says to her.

" I'll tell you what, if i was a girl and i had an ass your size there's no way I'd wear a micro mini in fact id probably wear moo moo's" Hajime says before Satsuki kicks him in the face. Just say that happens, Najimi comes running down the street.

" Sorry I'm late guys! I had to fix my hair cause this shit did NOT want to cooperate! I was this close to putting my bonnet back on and going to sleep" Najimi says,

"Wait I thought only black people could wear those?" Leo says questioning her.

" What do I look like? White?! God damn your blind for a boy with glasses" Najimi yells at him while twisting her scarf.

" oh good grief where'd Keiichirou run off to.. Keii- Get back here do you know how many child molesters there are in Japan!? Satsuki says, Yelling at the boy. He beckons her to come look at what he found around the corner.

The group all come to find him standing in front of a doll sitting on the trash. Momoko makes a comment about it not being a bratz doll and Satsuki makes a remark about it being dirty and old like Wendy William's. Keiichirou asks if he can have it, to which she says that it's not right to pick thing up that people have thrown away and that she wasn't going to have an ( R-Slur) Gay brother.

Cut to after the kids go to school and go home.

Najimi's 3rd person pov

Najimi sits in her room while reading over an d manga she owned while talking to Momoko. Flipping through the pages she tries not to listen to Momoko read her bible scriptures.

" You know, the only reason you probably have friends is because you're somewhat up to 2019's standard of pretty" Najimi says irritated.

" Whatever do you mean? You're just mad that you're getting edged by a damn anime book that the two main characters just won't fuck in if their lives depended on it" Momoko says on the other end of the phone.

" it's a YAOI for you're information and why can't they just hurry up and get it over with already?! We all know Fujisaki has a crush on yuri let's just get to the fuckin!" She says, flipping through the pages.

" Poor homosexuals. I truly feel bad for your damned souls. Forever to burn in the fiery pits of hell for your crimes against nature" Momoko says, distraught.

" Oh shut the hell up. A murderer can repent to get into heaven but I'll burn simply because i like coochie?" Najimi asks

" If that's how the lord intends-" Momoko says on the other side of the phone.

Najimi hangs up and throws her phone on the dresser while still flipping through pages.

Next day, Same 3rd person pov

Satsuki goes on about the Mary Mary doll and how it was being taken care of by her dad. She looked hella sleepy, like she hadn't slept in two weeks. Hajime says that she should've let Keiichirou keep the doll. Leo played with them and he didn't turn out to be a fag was his point.

" Personally, I don't fuck with dolls anymore. After watching the boy that one time, I'd say to just fuck the dude and get rid of the doll. But if it was a monster high doll, that's a different story" Najimi said while leaning back in her chair.

" I remember you black girls always went crazy over those dolls" Leo said looking at her.

" THE FUCK YOU MEAN BLACK GIRLS--" Najimi said walking over to Leo hitting him on the head several times.

While Hajime was laughing at the sight of Leo profusely apologizing, Satsuki was called to the office. The group turned to the speaker and looked at Satsuki.

" Hopefully it's not the dean. Her big tittied ass nearly sent me to a prep school because of a food fight i set up 3 weeks ago" Hajime said looking at Satsuki.

Satsuki's 3rd person pov

Satsuki walked into the office when a teacher said that she had a call. She took a breath and picked up the phone. It was Mary Mary again, in fear she slammed the phone down. Soon all the phones started to ring so Satsuki burst out the room. Leo and Hajime asked where the fire was but didn't get an answer as Satsuki kept running away.

Leo, Hajime and Najimi follow Satsuki to the roof. Hajime asks if he was gay while Leo asks if he was kicked out yet.

" My dad's not homophobic but I'm not tryna have a little brother so don't send his gay ass to my house" Najimi says walking up to Satsuki.

Satsuki explains that it was mary mary and that she was trying to kill her. Hajime yells at her about needing therapy till she snaps back at him saying she doesn't need it. Someone calls Leo and tells him to put Satsuki on the phone. It was Mary Mary and she was on the roof with them. Satsuki has a breakdown while the group huddle together in fear.

Mr.Sakata finds the kids and says that her dad got into an accident and that she needed to go to the hospital. The kids run to go with her while mary sits on the roof.

Skip to the hospital

The kids run to his room, Satsuki and Keiichirou run to him in tears. Mr.Sakata talks to Mr. Miyanoshita about running his mouth to the kids and asks Hajime if he could watch over Keiichirou and Satsuki. Mr.Sakata walks the kids out while Satsuki talks about killing mary. Mary sits in one of the seats while the kids look at her.

Mr.Sakata offers to sell her to some guys and he takes them there.

The man at the doll temple explain that they reenact movies with dolls. They said that the doll was good for the lady in alone in the dark. Leo goes on about how it was creepy that he knew of the place while Satsuki stared at the ground. Mr.Sakata asks her what's wrong when she answers it was nothing.

"Thank god we dropped that doll off. I would've shat myself if we had that shit lying around still" Najimi says as Leo makes a comment about the place being a doll prison. The group decide to let it brush off of them as they head home.

Later that night after Mr.Sakata drops Satsuki,Keiichirou,Hajime and Najimi off at the Miyanoshita residence.

Hajime continues to get all pissy about not being paid to watch Satsuki and Keiichirou.

"Shit Mr.Miyanoshita kinda fine tho..I'll do it for him this one time" Najimi says very sly. Hajime gives her a disgusted look before the phone rings.

Keiichirou starts to cry while Hajime asks if she's gonna pick it up.

"I mean your dad IS in the hospital. If you don't pick up it's kinda your fault if he dies,just sayin" Najimi says while trying to calm Keiichirou down.

The phone plays with Mary on the other line. Satsuki starts to cry as Najimi's face goes white.

" DON'T YOU DARE! ARE YOUR REALLY GONNA LET SOME..POLLY POCKET GET THE BETTER OF YOU?" Hajime asks her while looking serious.

Satsuki answers yes as Hajime says that this Barbie bitch is going DOWN.

"Yeah, I'll be damned if I let a cabbage patch kid fuck with my favorite white girl" Najimi says.

Hajime,Satsuki,Keiichirou and Najimi run to a secret abandoned gymnasium

Hajime goes on about how him and Leo spent ages trying to save up for this thing but all they got were sleeping bags. They spent all their money on pornos and lube "but it's the thought that counts" was his reasoning.Keiichirou says he has to go to the bathroom. Hajime urges him to piss on a poster while the young boy explains that it was number two.

"Take him to go shit Hajime. I'll watch the doors in the front for her" Najimi says while walking outside with the two.

The door seems to shut on Najimi.

"GOD DAMMIT! IF YOU HAD TO PISS YOU COULD'VE JUST SAID SO. I WASN'T EVEN LOOKING!" Najimi says while tugging her hair out of the closed door.

While the boys are gone and Satsuki sits alone inside. She feels a breeze. She then looks up to see Mary Mary and some black things turn up. They ponder playing games until they start to chant

"Satsuki's a goner, Yes we know, Mary Mary tells us so. Rip off her arms and then her legs. Pluck out her eyeballs then her brains. Satsuki's a goner🎶 Will she win or will she lose? Mary Mary you will choose."

Mary tells her that she'll lose and soon all the little black things wrap around her. She starts to scream and Najimi hears from outside.

"THE HELLS GOING ON IN THERE?! HAJIME! KEIICHIROU!" Najimi yells trying to break the door down. The boys come rushing over to see what happened as they hear chanting.

"She was fine until the door slammed on me and now i can't get back in!" Najimi says to them. Momoko runs up to then asking where she was until they turn to the doors.

Inside, they decided on playing pluck it out by almost getting her eyes out. The handkerchief that Satsuki used to wipe Mary off with falls and she looks at it. The little things stop and whine as Mary tells then to fuck off. Satsuki sits on the ground shaking as Mary talks about almost cutting her tits off.

Mary leaves as soon as Najimi and Momoko rush in and grab her. Soon Hajine bursts through the window. Momoko points at him as he starts to bleed out of the head screaming for help.

Najimi grabs one of the blankets and wraps his head with it.

" WANTING TO BE A HERO AND NOW LOOK AT YOU. PROLLY FINNA SUFFER FROM BRAIN DAMAGE" Najimi says annoyed

"Yeah and hopefully I forget you ever existed." Hajime tests as she starts to hit him on the head.

" SHIT I WAS JOKING WOMAN" Hajime yells as he starts to bleed more. The teens soon get to and direct Hajime to the hospital.

Lmao I'm literally so surprised I actually finished this. I hope you liked it, the writing may be a bit off since I left this in my drafts for about a month or so but its the thought that counts🕺.

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Yay, 2023 or something

Anyway, Ocs Eliott [He/Him] and Shafeen [She/They]

Ignore any fucky colours my vision is very poor

Not pictured, Eliott immediately collapsing afterwards and deciding they should celebrate New Year's at home /lh

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[Start ID] Eliott and Shafeen are standing in front of a grey-red brick wall. The wall goes up to Eliotts waist. In the background there are fireworks that say 2023. Eliott is a white man with vitiligo and an average build. He has blue eyes, a ginger mullet, several piercings on his nose, eyebrows and ears, he also has quite a few plasters on his face. He wears a blue jacket, and you can't see more than that. His right hand is on Shafeen's shoulder, and his left arm is draped over her, he is holding a glass of champagne and he looks quite happy, he is smiling. Shafeen is a brown-skinned thin woman with light stubble. She has dark-brown hair with bright pink racoon stripes, her hair is covered in pink, blue and yellow hair clips. Her right eye is brown, and in her left she has a white & red swirled prosthetic, she also wears a cochlear implant in her left ear. She wears a green tank top with Gir from Invader Zim on the front, and dark-blue ripped baggy jeans. On her right arm she wears multiple brightly coloured bracelets, and on her left arm she wears a black and purple arm warmer. She sits in a manual wheelchair, with a black seat, blue wheels and a pink frame. She's smiling, and holding Eliotts right hand in her own, her left hand is out to the side and holds a glass of champagne. [End ID]