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yandere hawks x reader, past enji x reader

summary; trading one god for another is like trading poisons; hawks may be sweeter but he’s so much worse

a/n; technically this is a sequel to this fic but also like i feel like u can read this on its own pretty okay

tw; mentions of rape, kidnapping

word count; 4.2k

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The gods are selfish. They don’t mean to be, but when your existence spans millennia, it’s hard to think of how one decision will affect a mortal’s life. An ant has no quarrel with a boot.

The gods are selfish, you know this firsthand. A god stole your childhood from you, forced you from the bright flirtations of youth to the heavy responsibilities of adulthood far too soon, ripped your mortality from you like plucking a particularly beautiful bloom. 

Poseidon may have stolen your life, but you built it back. You created a haven, a safe house, an asylum for persecuted women to flee for. The refuge you wish you had been able to flee to, when Enji first came into your life. 

Another god had taken it all from you. Or rather, had taken you from it, but it didn’t really matter. Nothing did, anymore.

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me: its late i had an exam today and i have classes tomorrow i need to slee- my brain: you draw this now or you die

an invitation you can’t refuse || hawks

hawks x reader warnings: 18+ yandere, death, blood, injury (no smut just yandere hawks) summary: the purge happens once a year, yandere’s are let loose to play to their hearts content for a whole day. the only rule? they can’t kill their darlings. wc: 3.2k

a/n: part of a lovesick server collab be sure to check out the other au’s and characters! thanks @10millionyearsdungeon​ and @tomurasprincess​ for beta reading! i appreciate you both endlessly. this is a bit heavy so be sure to read the warnings,, link to a fluffy/smut sleepy hawks drabble below!

The moment you saw the letter placed delicately on your kitchen table, your stomach seized, and your heart dropped. The beige envelope was christened with a blood-red wax seal, staring back at you tauntingly. To the left, there was a vase filled with red spider lilies. Running to your door, you checked the knob. It was still locked. You run to every corner of the house frantically, looking for how somebody got inside. 

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Honestly this has to be one of the best Hawks fanfics I’ve ever read. I’ve reread it countless times and I honestly can’t believe I haven’t reposted it. Kudos to the author for this amazing piece of work!

Interchangeable

Bully!College AU!Hawks x Reader | 12.2k words

Summary: Hawks is the only person who knows about your suicide attempt. Hawks is also the reason for your suicide attempt. He takes responsibility.

TW’s for suicide, depression, angst, guilt

I can’t call this a yandere story despite it being linked to Intertwined. There’s only perhaps two things that you could say are “yandere”,Hawks actually cleans up his act in this one. It’s a little more traditionally romantic.

IMPORTANT Story note, read fully: This won’t make much sense if you haven’t read Intertwined. this is not a chronological sequel to Intertwined, it’s more like another route that could’ve been taken. What I recommend doing is rereading up to the point where reader is phoning her parents about moving colleges, as this is where -for this fic- Intertwined stops and Interchangeable begins. You can read this without any of the yandere stuff, technically.

For those of us not wanting to reread, Hawks is at the point where he is still bullying the reader. The container incident hasn’t happened, Hawks hasn’t confessed his feelings.

We also assume a couple of things about the reader from Intertwined, we assume she’s depressed and that it’s at least partly due to Hawks.

Not so important A/N: the alternate summary for this is “Hawks daddy-doms you into getting better”. but there’s no daddy kink I swear. There is also no smut! Squeaky clean, as Jesus intended. I just wanna rip your heart out a little, that’s all.

this is awkward and im sorry that i can’t write angst or conventional romance. really bros… im just practising 

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Alone in your apartment, you sat in the bathroom, still dressed in your pyjamas as you listened to the tap dripping into the sink.

This was the dead end.

You couldn’t move colleges, only drop out and abandon the scholarship.

With a sense of self worth that had been deteriorating over the past seven years, you were left to bask in hatred and misery from your situation. There was no way you could stand another day of torment; your own humiliation from not being able to avoid it and the voice that perpetually mocked you.

You fiddled with the cuff of your pyjama bottoms. You were wasting time.

Nothing ever seemed to feel like it was worth doing. You’d constantly find yourself giving up in the middle of tasks or simply not taking them on at all, resorting yourself to lying in bed or pausing, standing there and waiting for motivation that never came. But this, this was doable.

When you looked over to the digital clock perched on your bathroom cabinet, you deduced that you were supposed to be at a lecture in five minutes. You weren’t going to go.

Just a little longer.

No note. Let them wonder.

You got up and opened the cabinet.

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“Can you call her? Text her?”

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I think this is something that we all need to hear! :)

Absolutely stunning!!!

“I know just the book you’re looking for. Here— don’t mind the moss, it’s part of the magic. But remember, you must return it by the due date, or the butterflies will find you.”

So much symbolism in this art!

Wilbur please come back the girls are fighting :,/

(don’t mind me I’m just making sure I post all my art here ahaha)

from scifi.inside

KITTIES 8D

There is so much I can say about the this drawing but at the same time I’m also left speechless

You promised