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firstfirerebel · 9 days

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𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕥𝕠𝕣

Sumary: When Levi was forced to join the Survey Squad, he left someone behind, someone who had grown to hate him since then...

(Levi was forced to join the Survey Squad by Erwin, that's also why I don't like the ship Eruri [I love both, but together it's just toxic])

Pairing: Levi x fem! Reader

Warnings: Mention of abusive childhood, many traumas (bullying, mental abuse,...), angst, hurt

Years have passed since you last saw him. The guy you grew up with, and the guy who betrayed you.

Growing up was hard for both of you. You had more luck with the standard of the family, but still, your life was hard. Being the kid of two people who hated each other and only communicated by yelling and fighting wasn't exactly a good place for a child.

People around you always found something to mock and bully you. Kids your age were the worst. Except for him, you met Levi when you were forced to go to a club with your so-called father.

He never stopped drinking, so you just went to search for a silent corner to wait till this horror was over. But the only place that was at least a little bit calm was occupied with a dark-haired slim boy.

"Family problems?", you asked him.

"Something like that," he awnserd, and you silently walked towards and sat beside him.

"Wanna talk?,"

He shook his head for a 'No', which you totally got. You also wouldn't want to tell a literal stranger your deepest and darkest secrets, but on the other hand, letting it out would be better. It seemed like your whole life purpose was to hold the burdens of your family, no matter if you could take it or not.

"What's your name? I'm (Y/n). My siblings wanted that to be my name. It's ugly. I know,"

"Levi," he awnserd short and quietly.

"You know, my father is a lot here. It would be nice to have someone here I could spend my time with. Would you mind?",

He just blinked, which you got as a sign that he didn't care. But you weren't someone to give up just like that. Otherwise, you might have never managed to survive.

Breaking the ice was hard when it came to this boy, but after a few times of being there, he even told you that he actually liked your name and thought it was pretty. A little while after that, you caught him crying because some neighbor kids made fun of him (this was before his mother died, so he didn't know how to defend himself cause no Kenny). Those weren't new for you. They also constantly mocked you.

"Hey! Three against one? You're cowards!" After you managed to distract them from Levi, you tricked them into believing you went home when you really went to search for your friend.

You found him leaning onto a brick wall and sat beside him in silence.

"Thanks, but why did you do that?",

"Because it's OK if they make fun of me, but not if they make fun of my friends. I don't care what they do to me. I look out for you. And I know you look out for me. That's what friends are there for,"

Since that incident, nothing parted you guys. You even switched your birth necklaces to show that you were connected. But everything good must come to an end.

When his mother died, you didn't see him for weeks, so when you went to look for him, you met his uncle Kenny. You both pep him up again, and since your family didn't care about you, you decided to be with Levi since he needed someone after losing his mother.

Kenny taught you how to defend and provide for yourself, but that was it. He left you when you had learned it all.

"Even if he's gone now, we still have each other. Nothing really bad can happen to us as long as we have each other,"

It was you. Always you. You were the one who comforted him when he had to deal with shit. You were there for him to fix what society broke. And even after you allied with others, you two were the closest. No one could come in between.

That's what you thought.

After your team took Isabel in, you thought it would only become better. She even called Levi, her big brother, to his annoyance. It was like a sting right to your heart. But Isa didn't know what you both had gone through together, so you felt guilty of feeling this way. Besides her seeing him like her brother, didn't mean you were replaced! Your bond was stronger than that of siblings or lovers. Once you swore to never let anything part you, you'd never be separated, never.

Until one order changed everything.

You thought it was the Military Squad, but nope, it was the Survey Squad. You were the only one who managed to get away. But you watched from a distance how a soldier pushed Levi into a puddle of mud that had the consistency of water. Hell for him...

But when you went to go closer to hear what they were saying. You only heard Levis annoyed:"I'll join the Survey Squad."

A punch into your guts. He'd leave the underground. He'd leave you! Breaking the promise HE made you. And for joining a squad?!

You weren't someone who cried. When your whole body was covered in bruises because of a fight that didn't go as planned, no tear. Your family yelling and insulting you, no sob. But now your eyes became watery, and your vision blurry. It felt as if you were suffocated. Breathing was almost impossible.

As if the whole ground you believed to be steady and safe just tore open to devour you.

No, you wouldn't cry! Not because of him and especially not while still seeing him.

A few weeks after that, you luckily met Kenny again. It was more like he found you.

Since that scene, it was like you had to go through every trauma you experienced again, but this time on your own without someone at your side. Kenny told you of his new job at the Military Squad and that he could need a tough girl like you.

Training and years in hiding. That was your whole life from then on. With nothing on your mind, then to finally throw this damn birth necklace of him away. It was your kind of connection, your bond, after all.

Allying with the man that once left you and him. Just to tell humanitys strongest soldier one thing.

And finally, the day came. The Survey Squad decided to turn against the Military Squad. And that was your and Kenny's time.

Fighting your way to his side, just to slowly rip his birth necklace off your neck, look at him with disgust, and throw it into a mud puddle before his feet. With one word on your lips.

"Traitor"

#levi ackerman #reader insert #x reader #fanfic #dark themes #trauma #levi aot #levi x reader #levi x fem!reader #aot x reader #aot x female reader

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firstfirerebel · 1 month

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I'm sick off J.K. Rowling!

Controversal? Maybe, since I write about HP. But her behavior is not ok! Writing books about her FEAR (?!) of trans people and supporting a transphobic political party? Like, ARGH! That's wrong on so many levels! Trans people have always existed, just like homosexuals (she's not homophobic as far as I know, but very transphobic)! Many researches and studys also found out that the brain of trans people works like the gender they identify with. A ftm (female to male) trans man brain works more like the brain of a cisgender man than the brain of a woman (the identity he doesn't identify with). Same with mtf women! There are animals who have same sex partners or who can change their sex. Animals don't know homophobia. Only humans do (and that's because the homosapiens are dumb). Love is love, and your gender identity is valid. In my opinion, you can't just say,'I support lgbtq without the t' TRANS PEOPLE BELONG TO THE COMMUNITY! It's L (lesbian) G (gay/homosexual men) B (bi) T (TRANS) Q (queer) + (and more,...) after all. Trans people aren't just some weird nerds who just want to annoy people, THEY WERE BORN IN THE WRONG BODY! Just imagine you getting reborn as the gender you can't identify with! That's horror, cause your whole body changes in puberty and does something you don't want (trans men get breasts, trans women grow more masculine). Besides, your gender identity and sexuality are two different things. If someone comes out as a trans lesbian, they are a lesbian! That's not a f€tish. That's their sexuality. Just like a trans man can come out as gay or something else(my own friend is a trans bisexual). I do not tolerate homophobics/transphobics/racists/sexists/pedos or whatever harms others. I don't care if I lose followers because of that. Let people live their lifes! And don't force your opinion onto them, and never harm them just because they don't share your opinion. (That's also what the n*zis did, so if you do it, you are no better than them)

#transgender #trans rights #lgbtq #queer

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firstfirerebel · 2 months

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𝕺𝖇𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖆𝖙𝖊

Sumary: Prt. 3 of Yandere!Adult! Tom Riddle x fem! Reader (You love reading it, I love writing it. That's our deal 🤝😂)

Warnings: Dark Content! Tom's past, mention of bullying, yandere, yandere behavior, mention of small injuries, 'nightmare', mention of torture!

"I told you not to harm her!"Tom yelled at Bellatrix. Your unconscious body was lying on the soft bed in the room you two shared. The moment Bellatrix returned you, Tom ran towards your room, but when he saw that you had small bruises and scrathes on your perfect face, he lost it.

"M-My lord, she must have gotten hurt when she was in the woods. I would never disobey you!"

"You really think I believe this bullshit!" he screamed at Bella, who had sunk her head. Tom turned towards you and softly brushed his warm fingers against your cold cheek. His anger fading the moment he touched you. In fact, Tom wasn't just angry at Bellatrix. He was also angry at himself. He thought he could torture you to the point you would never dare to disobey him again, but now he couldn't even see small scratches on you without feeling the urge to cry out.

He longed you. Every harm that happened to you was a harm to him as well. No, he could never cast a spell on you like 'Crucio', he just couldn't. Tom knew he couldn't mean it! And that was the clue of every unforgivable curse. You have to mean it with everything you have.

But if you woke up, he'd have a problem either way. He couldn't harm you, but at the same time, he couldn't let you know that, yet. And if anyone else was laying a hand on you, he would kill them. Just the thought of someone laying a harming hand on you made him furious.

Maybe he could change your memory? Not to a point you weren't you anymore, but maybe just turning that flee to a dream or a nightmare? And the small cuts and bruises were nothing a Wiggenweld Poition couldn't fix. Besides, he could make sure to 'fix' some of these escaping thoughts...

"Go! I'll deal with you later!" He gritted through his teeth at the curly haired, who immediately left.

The dark brown haired man had to concentrate. Changing memories wasn't new to him, but you were different from the others. You weren't some useless house elve or a filthy mudblood whose memories wouldn't be important. He had to make sure that nothing would go wrong. But at first he had to get that potion, if he had so see those injuries on you for another minute, he didn't know what would happen to him and he had no intention to find out...

On his way to his office, he found himself running from time to time. Damn, he knew you wouldn't die from the few small cuts, but still, it hurt him to be parted from you for too long. His chest felt so heavy, and the pain was so intense that a part of him just wanted to succumb.

He was made through a love potion. He never thought that he could love. In his twisted mind, this was love after all. But then he saw you on the first day at Hogwarts. Something pulled him to you. He longed to be with you. Out of class, he was always at the same places you were, just to be close and to see you. He'd pretend to write into a notebook or read something so you wouldn't get suspicious.

For you, Tom was just a classmate. A Slytherin who happened to be in the same classes as you. But you were everything to him. The connection he couldn't explain drove him crazy before he learned to just accept and live with it.

No matter how often he vowed to himself to not go where you were, he always found himself there just a few minutes later, admiring you from a afar during the sunset.

He tried to forget or replace you multiple times, but no other girl was 'good enough' . Even if they looked a lot like you, he'd still find small details he just couldn't shut up about. His mind constantly showed him even the smallest differences. It was so tiering for him. You were pure perfection in his eyes. Even if she looked a lot like you, she just wasn't you.

Those meaningless relationships he had were all disasters anyway. He literally couldn't care less about those girls. In most cases, he needed something from a professor who somehow shipped him with one of them. The relationships never lasted long, and during them, he couldn't get over you. Every time a hug or a kiss happened, he had to restrain the urge to back away and yell at the poor girl that it was disgusting. He tried to imagine you, but you smelled different. Your presence was different. She wasn't you!

Yet if you somehow touched him, like when you passed him your ink during class and your hands touched, it was heavenly, and he craved more. He couldn't even describe the feeling if he had to, but it was from you! The most beautiful and angelic person ever! Just the faint feeling of your soft skin was better than anything he had felt in his whole life.

Growing up in an orphanage was far from easy. The other kids bullied him cause they thought he was scary and mean because of his magic. Bullying includes physical violence, after all. He never got to know his parents and didn't get any physical touch or love from anyone. Though it was questionable if he needed that, considering the fact that he was made through a love potion and not out of real love.

Tom also thought to give you a love potion at some point, but he couldn't do it. Love potions can't make real love, they just can turn the victim into a state of obsession, how strong it is was, was depending on how strong the love potion was made or how much the person had. Tom didn't want a fake obsession from you, though the image was tempting. Seeing you admire and 'love' him was something he deply craved and wished for, but not through a love potion or any other substances. He needed the real you, knowing it would be just fake and that it would wore off once he didn't give you the daily dosis wasn't acceptable!

Besides, it would have been the same his mother did to his father. And he despised both of his parents. His father because he left his mother and because he was a muggle that made him a halfblood. His mother because she died and she chose a muggle over a wizard. The story repeating itself with you leaving him wasn't something he would let happen.

Tom despised death since he was a child. At first, he was scared until the fear turned to hate and loosing you to it? Never gonna happen! He already made himself 3 horcruxes by now. His goal were 7. The wizard had no problem with splitting his soul, but you? You would never commit a murder. You were too kind for such a terrible thing.

But he'd never let you die. He wouldn't let it happen. The many researches he did over the last years weren't for nothing. The horcrux spell was really complicated, and nowhere were any reports of making them for someone else. But that also meant it wasn't per se impossible. No data was given, so no one could know if it was possible. And Tom had enough strong wizards on his side to try it, and even without them, he'd move hell to make you two imortal, together for eternity.

Looking back, it was stupid to put your wand where he did. Tom rushed things cause he was so happy to finally have you in his embrace. That would never happen again. Even if it meant for him to always be suspicious, he wouldn't let you escape again. The fear and anger he felt in those hours were pure horror, and nothing would be worth going through that again. Just the thought of you getting hurt or maybe even dying out there almost gave him an anxiety attack.

Silently, he mumbled a "never" as he searched for the Wiggenweld Poition in his collection of potions. Most of them were made from Snape or himself, so all of them had perfect effects. They weren't the cheap ones that were made in a hurry.

When he found the needed one, he almost stormed back to you. Looking at the vial with the moss green liquid in it, he only felt the urge to hurry up. As if any second wasted would mean losing you.

Back to you, he precisly he gave you three small drops, which made the cuts immediately dissappear. A sigh escaped Tom as he pulled your unconscious body into his chest. Relieve spreading in his body.

Softly, he layed you back onto the bed and pulled out his wand. He took a few deep breaths before he said, "Oblivate!"

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"Well Well Well, who do we have here"

Who was that? You could only hear them. Around you, it was pitchblack. It wasn't Toms voice. It had to be someone else.

"Don't even try to run!" The person was mad, their voice told you. To try and run would only fuel them, but who was it? Who and where?!

Something strong grabbed your body and pulled you from the ground. A male, no doubt. But still, it was too dark to see anything. And then you suddenly were in a dungeon like room. The air was wet and cold. You heard the sound of water hitting the floor somewhere close. Your eyelids felt heavy. It was so tempting to just close them, but the cold that crept up your body made it impossible. Your wrists were chained to a wall, so you had to stand. Your limbs felt numb. It was ice cold. Where were you? And who did this to you? Tom would've done something different...

"Time for the fun part. Crucio!"The pain that went through your body wasn't describable. It hurts like hell and even more if possible. As if a venomous snake that was on fire would slither through your veins. Thinking straight was impossible at this point. Every second felt like a thousand years of torture. The only valve you had was to scream.

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A scream of agony left your throat as you almost jumped up. Your body was covered in cold sweat, breath heavy and uneven. The fear had so much power over your body that it took you minutes to register that a hand was softly massaging your back.

Once you noticed it, you looked back into Toms calm face.

"Shh, it was just a nightmare. Just a nightmare, "he repeated that two phrases over and over again, still petting your back.

His warm and soft hand seemed so comforting that you just wanted to drown in the feeling. Adrenalin was spilled when you woke up after all, your body being ready to fight, run, or play dead if there was danger. But as it wore off, it was replaced by fatigue, and nothing felt better than a soft and gentke touch that would lull you into sleep. The part of your brain that wasn't led by your hormones or instincts tried to fight it and yelled that that was the man who kidnapped you. Who literally kept you as his personal pet! Without him, such terrible nightmares would have never happened. Touches from him should disgust you! You should flee or do anything else to get free.

But your brain was overtaken by your natural behavior. Humans were social species, after all. Babies needed physical touch to develop properly after all. It was always a basic need for us. Too long without it, and most people would do everything to get just a handshake from someone else.

[Since I'm diagnosed with the Asperger Syndrome (a form of autism, I'm an exception to that rule. I mostly feel the need to be close to people, I just don't need them, like other homosapiens, to keep myself alive.]

Tom couldn't be happier. You actually accepted his touches! He often just hugged you in your sleep because he wanted and needed it, but almost every time, you had tried to free yourself out of his grasp, but now you willingly pulled him closer. You wanted his touches!

Nothing mattered to him more than you. And finally, after all these years, you were in his arms where you belonged (in his mind). No, no one would ever part you two again. He wouldn't let that happen...

Hope this part was okay. I'm still not used to seeing people actually liking my work 🙈🫶

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@kbriley33

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#voldemort x reader #reader insert #x reader #dark themes #fanfic #harry potter #tom riddle #tom riddle x reader #tomxreader #voldemort #yandere #yandere x reader

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firstfirerebel · 4 months

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𝑆𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟

Sumary: Lloyd is having a sleepover at the monastery of his father. Reader is close to Lloyd but struggles with the other ninjas

Pairing: Garmadon x reader (platonic), Lloyd x reader (mentioned crush)

Warnings: feeling outcasted, mention of past toxic friends, social problems, fluff

Readers gender/pronouns aren't stated, so read it as you ❤️

Standing in front of the monastery was harder than you first assumed. You weren't too keen on a sleepover with the ninjas. To everyone else, this would sound mad. A sleepover with THE ninjas! Others would kill to have that! It's just that you're not good in groups. You just always ended up being the outcast.

The poor friend that just swang along. Meanwhile, all the others were bffs.

Besides, you didn't even know the other ninjas. You were only close to Lloyd, and he wanted you to be there. After some of his puppy eyes, you accepted.

You were at the monastery before. You even knew Lloyds Father, but that didn't linger your fear. Maybe you could just turn around and go -

"Hey, (Y/n)! I'm glad you could make it!"Lloyd yelled of his window from his room and waved at you.

Great, no turning back now...

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In Lloyds room, you unpacked your bag. The others were already there. Kai had his stuff in front of Lloyds bed. Zane was next to Lloyds bed. Jay and Cole slept across, but still near, of Kai. And Nya was next Zane.

You put your stuff in the left corner, near Lloyds bed. You unpacked your pillow and blanket on the small mattress that was prepared for you. The last detail was your favorite stuffed animal, Lloyd gifted it to you when you two were at a funfair together. (Imagine it as what you want, I personally imagined an Eeyore type of stuffed animal)

Your bag with your other stuff was at the end of your sleep area.

"Okay, then let's get downstairs!"Jay screeched like a little kid.

"F-For what?" You asked quietly, but they either didn't hear or ignored you.

As the others ran downstairs, Lloyd turned around. He noticed that you weren't coming along.

"Are you coming (Y/n)? We want to play some video games, " the blonde explained.

Forcing a smile upon your lips worked as you followed him quietly.

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"Okay, guys. What shall we play?" Cole asked into the group.

"How abo-"

"Our Ninja Video Game!" Kai suggested, not noticing that he had interrupted you.

Since only four could play, the plan was to switch the consoles from time to time.

Lloyd, Kai, Jay and Zane were playing meanwhile Cole and Nya watched them.

You sat on the ground a little away from the others. You didn't get this game. But they seemed to love it. Maybe you could change the game later to something you actually liked to play.

"Oh no!" Kai whined as he got shot by the enemy.

"Yes! My turn!" Nya took the controller of her brother and started to play.

Jay got shot next so Cole got to play. As Zane was game over, you stood up to get the controller, but Jay was in your place faster.

"Ehm, isn't it my turn?" You asked, but they played that stupid game so loud they couldn't even hear you. No, all eyes were on the screen.

'Nothing will change. I'm just not cut out to be with others. I should just accept that.' With this thought, you silently left the living room and went to Lloyds room.

You saw how all the other sleeping areas were connected, except yours. It was away from the others. And that's how it was in real life. You didn't belong to them, they were a team and you? You were just someone who was friends with one of them.

As fast as you could, you packed your stuff back into your bag. Expect your stuffed animal. You needed to hug it now.

"(Y/n)? Shouldn't you be down with the others?" When you turned around, you saw Lloyds Father, Sensei Garmadon.

You kept quiet, hoping he'd go and mind his own business.

"You don't look good. Wanna have a tea?",

You didn't want to decline his nice offer, but on the other hand you wanted to get home as fast as possible.

"Come with me, you can tell me what's bothering you", with that he left Lloyds room and obviously intended you to follow him. You let out a sigh and took your plushie with you.

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"So, what is it?"

"I don't know what you mean, Sensei. I'm fine", Carefully you took a small sip of your cup to see that it still was too hot to drink. Your stuffed animal was on your lap, so Garmadon didn't see it.

"If anything is fine, then why aren't you with the others?" A worried look was on his face.

"Ehm, I just don't like the game, so..." You felt how you slowly crumpled down. You already could feel the hot tears in your eyes. And Garmadon obviously knew that it was a lie.

"You know that you make my son verry happy, right? He loves to spend his afternoons with you, and when he's home, he never stops talking about you. I think you are what makes him feel normal sometimes. Lloyd would never do something to hurt you, so if this sleepover is a problem for you, I guarantee that he doesn't know it, "

"T-that's not it, Sensei. I also really like Lloyd, but bonding with others is really hard for me. I just can't do anything right! If I say my opinion, I'm rude. If I keep quiet, I'm too shy. And it goes on and on. I'm just tired of trying to win a war, I know I'll never win, " It felt good to finally say this out loud. You always had to keep it to yourself, so you wouldn't annoy somebody.

"And I don't even know the others. Lloyd is the one who made me come here in the first place. And now .... I don't know, I just want to go home, "

The elder let out a sigh and took a sip of his teacup before his attention was back on you.

"I won't force you to stay here just because you make my son happy. Making sure that you feel good is more important. If you aren't okay, you can't help anyone else. Alas, nothing will change if you keep hiding your emotions. Bottling up the bad feelings and forcing up a smile just for others will only make you sick. Both physical and emotional, "

As you slowly took a sip of the tea, you tasted a little bit of cherry and cinnamon and some herbals as well. It made you feel warm from the inside, or maybe his words caused this feeling?

"But won't that be intrusive?" You almost whispered. All your past friends said that you were a bad friend cause you wanted to get some advice, help or maybe just talk about it. On the other hand, they never bothered to tell you about their hard life and their problems...

"A true and loyal friend would never call you that. You have a special place in their heart, and friends always have their backs and can trust and rely on each other, "

So Lloyd was a true friend. He never expected you to play a role and just wanted you to be you. Sometimes, he was your reason to smile, and so were you his.

"Thanks, Sensei. This talk helped me a lot. It might take some time for me to make friends with others, but now I know what my worth is, " With that, you drank the rest of your tea, and at the same time, Lloyd came inside the room.

"I've been looking for you, (Y/n)! I'm sorry that we ignored you! It really wasn't our intention! It's just that - "

"It's okay, Lloyd. So! Wanna explain this nonsense making game to me?" You asked as you stood up and held your stuffed animal in your right hand.

"Sure!" With that, he took your left wrist and ran downstairs with you.

Garmadon just smiled at the two of you and drank another cup of his tea.

#ninjago #reader insert #x reader #fanfic #ninjago x reader #lloyd garmadon #ninjago lloyd #lloyd x reader #sensei garmadon #ninjago garmadon #garmadon x reader

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firstfirerebel · 6 months

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𝕽𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖑𝖊

Sumary: Part 2 of 𝕳𝖎𝖘

Pairing: yandere! adult! Tom Riddle/Voldemort x fem! reader

Warnings: dark content, yandere/toxic behavior, death eaters, kidnapped reader, hints to torture,

Same timeline as in Part 1

A week has passed since you got kidnapped by the dark lord himself, and it hasn't been an easy or calm week. Luckily, he wasn't around you often because he had so many meetings with different death eaters to give them new missions and updates on his plans. Much to his dismay. Every time he had to leave your side, he wasn't in a good mood, and everybody knew that.

Unfortunately, he intended to actually have a romantic relationship with you. Until now, he hasn't forced you to anything, but you knew it was only a matter of time or your behavior.

Even though he wanted to give you some time to get used to everything, he still insisted on sleeping in the same bed as you. It wasn't as bad as you imagined it at first, but it was still uncomfortable. Mostly, he suddenly hugged you from behind, hid his nose in your hair or your neck, and dozed off. Getting free was impossible. He almost clinched to you, and when you tried to escape his arms, he just tightened his grip.

Escaping would be a real problem. You didn't even know where this mansion was. Were you in England? Or was this in Scotland or completely somewhere else?

Was only the mansion surrounded by Death Eaters or the scenery around it, too?! Did Tom think you would try to escape or not?

Lost in your thoughts, you didn't hear the knock on the door. When the person entered, you were relieved that it wasn't Riddle. It was Narcissa.

"I knocked, but you didn't awnser. The Dark Lord wishes to meet you,"

As on your first day, you followed her. She was pretty fast so keeping her pace was a bit difficult. Once you reached his so called 'office', Narcissa immediately walked away and left you alone with him.

When Tom saw you, he basically ran to you and pulled you into his arms. His breath was so loud for you, and you hated his touch to be honest, but at least it wasn't something worse.

"I missed you", he whispered into your ear.

Suddenly you realised that you two weren't alone, the curly head of Bellatrix was behind Tom. He seemed to notice your discomfort.

"Bellatrix, leave. I want to be alone with her", she was obliviously mad at that but still left the room without a word.

He turned his head back to you.

"Better?"

You didn't do anything. Fearing that a wrong awnser would make him mad, you just hugged him again and hid your face in his chest. Hugging him wasn't something you enjoyed, but if you closed your eyes and just felt his warmth, it was a little comfort in this so cold building and every time you hugged him, it made him happy, and a happy Tom was better than an upset one.

His clothes smelled like a library, or just good old books, which calmed you a little. In libraries, you have always felt safe. With no bullies around or other loud students, it felt like heaven.

And a safe place was now all you needed. Since he even talked about having kids, you knew some bad things would come, though it was questionable if he intended to do it with you 'wanting' this or if he didn't care.

"Tom?" You had to ask him, even if it would make him mad...

Instead of saying something, he kissed the top of your head to show you he was paying attention.

"What if I'm not ready for kids? I mean, I would love to start a family with you, but I'm scared", Liar liar pants on fire, was all your brain screamed.

Instead of freaking out, Tom was really calm. He put his hands on your shoulders and looked straight into your eyes.

"It's okay, my love. Y'know I was scared too, I was scared that something would hurt you without me being able to protect you, but after I killed this mudblood. I realised that nothing could take you away from me",

So badly you wanted to scream 'I didn't and still don't want this! Get yourself to therapy, you creep!' But you didn't dare it and your question still had no awnser. Would he dare to harm you for his 'lust' or should you consider it a wish? Again he pulled you close and hid his nose in your hair.

You somehow found comfort in his touch and immediately you knew that you had to run away as soon as you had the chance. Otherwise you might not be able to keep your sanity.

This man kidnapped you! Killed people! Hurts and tortures others every day! He is mad! You mustn't feel this way when he hugs you! Especially if you didn't even want this touch!

But still, you were scared to end this hug. Somehow, Tom couldn't get enough of physical contact with you, and if you pulled away, he might freak out like on your first day.

Flashbacks of how he threw the whole table through the room made you shiver, and you knew if he wanted to harm you, he could easily do it. Obviously, he didn't even fear the ministry. What could you do against him?

Even your wand was taken away from you. You were literally helpless in this situation. Tom wouldn't just hand it over once you asked nicely... most likely giving you your wand back would be the proof of trust towards you.

But every day you had to stay here, increased the possibility of getting mad.

Maybe even the food or the drinks that were served to you had a little bit of love potion in it. Not enough for you to fall for Tom immediately, but enough so you would fall for him over some time.

This couldn't and mustn't happen!

Even one more day here could become dangerous. You had to flee! But you also had to be clever. If you would start to act weird, he might realize that you were up to something. Though some 'making him happy' wouldn't hurt as well...

"Tom, do you have one more meeting with your death eaters today? I don't want to be alone all this time..."Your voice really sounded sad, and you even let out a sigh at the end. Luckily, you have always been a good actress.

"Yes, one late at night. You'll be asleep when I return. And I also don't like being parted from you, but we'll find a solution, okay?" You nodded for a yes and even could fake a small smile towards him.

OK, fleeing when it was night was scary, but also easier. In the dark, you could easily hide from preying eyes and maybe even get a safe distance to this place. It had to be tonight. Another day here would be too risky.

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Once you were back in your room and Tom was about 10 minutes gone, you changed from your nightgown to a comfortable jeans and a warm hoodie, beneath you also wore a T-shirt just in case and of course a warm jacket.

Silently, you opened the door towards your room. Without a wand, your survival skills wouldn't be the best, so you had to find a wand first. It didn't matter if it was your or not. As long as you could make simple spells like 'Incendio', it was enough.

Luck was once on your side. In the office of Tom, you found your own wand in the first drawer. Back on the corridor, you conjured the disillusionment charm on yourself. It wasn't the safest option but better than nothing.

You kept running the stairs down until you were at the ground floor of this mansion. Out of the front door, you sticked to the walls just in case someone wanted to look outside the window.

Surprisingly this was much easier than you thought...

It was pitch black, which was a blessing and a curse at the same time. You could barely see your own hand, but this also meant that no other person could see you from afar and chase after you the moment they saw you.

Around the mansion was a huge fence, so you had to open the old gate that was rusty and squeaky ! Not good...

When you opened it, it didn't make as much noise as you feared. But still, you had to run now, which was very hard in the dark, but you didn't dare to make any light with 'Lumos'. In the worst case, they already knew that you were gone and made up teams or something to find you. Well, 'they' were 'him' in this case.

You ran until you saw trees around you. You weren't exactly the sportiness in person, but all the fear that built up over the days you were captured started to overcome you and gave you so much adrenalin that you managed to keep running. Fear also from the fear of him finding you again and doing worse things to you than he already did.

You felt your head becoming hot and your legs getting tired. Your vision was almost blurry, so you had to stop. Though you didn't see much, you saw three trees around you, and the floor was covered in dark leaves. You tried to calm your breath so you didn't make too much noise. You also tried to hear as much as possible.

But you didn't hear any steps or any running, nor any speaking. The only thing that was heard was the wind, the chill wind that felt like heaven. Not only because you just ran away as fast as possible, but also because you never heard the wind in the mansion. Neither did you feel it against your cheeks in the past week.

The air also felt much better. It wasn't thick and warm. It was fresh and cold, and you even smelled the forest you were in. The trees had their own smell, just like anything else did.

And finally, you felt happiness again.

You wanted to scream it out, but couldn't. So, instead, you threw yourself into this feeling and started to twirl yourself around in the forest.

Now you knew how hamsters or other small animals felt. In the past week, you were in a different kind of cage, but still a cage. You weren't able to do your own hobbies that became a need to you. No going out to hear the birds or just smell the grass. Cause he didn't want it. Somehow, you felt like a little pet to him. He could do to you whether you liked it or not. You were at his mercy. He could have just let you starve when he thought you didn't act like he wanted you to. Or maybe just lock you in a room cause he thought you were annoying. But also do anything else to of with you.

The thought made you sick to the stomach. No one should live a life like that. Silently, your eyes began to burn, and then the hot tears rolled your face down.

If he would manage to bring you back, you knew you would go crazy. You weren't some kind of thing that he could possess. You were your own person with needs and wishes, but if he would ever realize that was the question.

In fact, now you saw that Tom didn't really love you. In his twisted mind, he did, but he saw himself more as your 'owner'. He 'loved' the idea of you with him but not you as the person you were. In his mind, you weren't even allowed to have any friends that he saw as bad influence, neither would he tolerate you doing something that could hurt you.

He just wanted a real-life doll of you that did whatever he wanted, but still loved and adored him. But conflicts belonged into a relationship. Two people can't always share the same opinion.

In the end, this realization was what got you captured again.

You were so deep into your thoughts that you didn't hear the mad laughter you hated. The craziness in a voice. Bellatrix. Once she saw your silhouette, she started to laugh again. Actually, she didn't want you to return at all. But maybe she could add some bloody scratches before she returned to the dark lord. If she was the one who brought you back, he would definitely praise her! That was something no one would take away from her. And again, a 'stupor' met you, and everything went pitch black. Again...

#harry potter #reader insert #x reader #fanfic #dark themes #tom riddle x reader #tomxreader #voldemort x reader #voldemort #yandere #yandere x reader #tom riddle

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firstfirerebel · 8 months

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𝕳𝖎𝖘

Sumary: Tom Riddle is obsessed with reader and won't tolerate her being somewhere else than his side (Reader is against the hate on Muggles or Muggle-Born wizards)

Pairing: yandere Adult!Tom Riddle/Voldemort x fem! reader

Warnings: Dark content, obsession, mention of the three Unforgivable Curses, implied kidnapping, death, yandere, toxic behavior

Time: First Wizarding War (meaning Voldemort/Tom is still a normal man)

English is not my native language!

I DO NOT SUPPORT OR ROMANTICIZE YANDERE BEHAVIOR!!!

"Why won't you just understand that all I want to do is create a new world, a better one. One were you, and I will rule together!"

"But I don't want that! In fact, I don't even want to be near you! I'll never join you nor support you. Just give up already and let me free!"

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It was another day in the Malfoy Manor where you were captured by none other than the dark lord himself. And another day, where you just hoped to escape or die. Sounds harsh? Listen to your story first...

You have known Tom since your Hogwarts time. You weren't in the same house but in the same year, and even though you weren't close, you did happen to have some lessons together. Never you would've considered him a friend. He was just a classmate who sometimes helped you with potions, and in your free time, you sometimes met him in the libary by coincidence, but that was it.

Yeah, you did find him attractive, but you would have never thought to date him or something like that. After all, he always wanted to be alone and didn't like company. You also preferred being alone, to be honest. Still, he somehow scared you from the beginning. His eyes hold no emotions, but in his actions and his aura, all you felt or saw was pure hate. Tom didn't talk about his past, but he didn't have to for you to figure out that it must have been no good one.

Once you were in sixth grade, attacks on muggle-born students happened, and in the end, Myrtle, who was a friend of yours, was killed.

Yeah, she was very difficult , but she didn't mean any harm towards anyone. Besides that, she was bullied by so many students that you just felt pity for her. You were also bullied in your first years at hogwarts until the students stopped out of nowhere. Since then, you have had problems with being social. Most people who were close with you ended up using you for their own benefits or saw you as their therapist or something like that.

Okay, Myrtle was known for being over sensitive, but still, if people knew she would cry because of mean comments, then why make them? She was in her third year when she died, and she only flew to the girls' toilet because Olive Hornby made fun of her again, which made you more sad about her death. It's not like she chose to have glasses. What was wrong with some people?

In the end, Riddle accused Hagird of being responsible for her death. Only you and Proffesor Dumbledore were convinced that it couldn't have been Hagrid. He was way too nice and kind-hearted for such a terrible crime as murder. Though you didn't think it was Tom either.

But it didn't matter. Hagrid was suspended, and that was the end of it.

Since that time, you didn't trust Tom Riddle anymore. He was the one who made everyone believe that Hagird was guilty. And somehow, since the incident, Tom's aura has become even more intimidating and dark. At least that's how it felt to you...

Once you graduated, you didn't hear of him again, which didn't bother you at all. You lived a peaceful life for a long time. You loved your job. You had true friends. You could do your hobbies. And sometimes you even went on a few dates.

But, if it would have stayed that way, you wouldn't be at Voldemorts' side against your will, would you?

The day that ruined your life was a rainy day. It wasn't too cold nor too warm, so you decided to take a walk in the nearby woods. You loved to spend your time there. All the creatures and plants fascinated you every time without fail. Sometimes, you even saw unicorns, which felt like a miracle everytime Besides, it was one of the last peaceful places left.

War would soon come. It was only a matter of time. Everybody knew that. Maybe you only had two months left, or you still got two years. No one knew except the ones on Voldemorts side.

At that time, you only knew that 'The Dark Lord' was a user of the dark arts. And he hated Muggles and Muggle-Borns. Which was enough for you to despite him. Dark magic was never something you approved, and you didn't care about the blood status of anyone. What mattered to you was always the person.

Usually, the woods were filled with life and joy, but that day was different. The forest looked intimidating from the outside, and you even thought about going back home.

Sadly, you didn't listen to your inner voice. But, it wouldn't have changed your fate...

Once you entered it, you didn't hear the happy cheers of the birds like always. And you didn't see any nifflers running by or other creatures in general. Something was definitely wrong.

But you continued to walk, which would soon turn out to be a fatal mistake. As soon as you reached the river, that was in the forest, you realized why everything was so different than usual.

Death Eaters had chased and killed a Muggle-Born witch with her family. They were on a camping trip, as you could tell from the scenery. But there was still a girl, most likely two or three years old, still alive.

Without a second thought, you hid behind a big tree and some bushes around it.

It seemed like the Death Eaters didn't know what to do with her. Maybe she wasn't part of the plan? At first, you thought that this was not an important mission for them, but then you saw Bellatrix. She was very well known as Voldemorts' right hand. She personally learned dark magic from him and was definitely the most loyal Death Eater there ever was. So this must be a really important matter.

You couldn't stand her guts and wanted nothing more than to just slap her even if you didn't know her in person. Dark magic wasn't something you supported. But still, you couldn't deny that she was dangerous and powerful. Her madness didn't lower that fact.

Since dying wasn't on your to-do lost today, you ran away as fast as you could. Since they were arguing so loud, they didn't hear you. Of course, you wanted to help the little girl, but it was simply impossible to get her without getting caught. And against a whole troup of Death Eaters with one being BELLATRIX, you didn't stand a chance.

But luck wasn't on your side...

As you ran away from the horrible scene, you ran into a Death Eater. They wore their typical black clothes and their mask was on, so you didn't see who it was.

Before you could grab your wand, you heard an angry mumbled 'stupor'. You fell onto the ground and blacked out.

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When you awoke, you didn't dare to open your eyes. After all, you got caught by a death eater, so you being alive was a miracle. You didn't hear any voices around you. It also wasn't cold and wet around you, so being locked up in a cellar wasn't the case as well...

Beneath you was a comfortable mattress. It was soft and made you want to fall asleep on it. But what the hell was this all about?!

If you're caught by the bad guys, you normally don't wake up in a soft bed. Did they bring you back home? No, that would be too risky. Maybe they wanted some information, but you weren't really someone well known in the wizarding world.

Patiently, you waited a few more minutes, but still not even the slightest noise. So you opened your eyes.

You were in a dark room. The main colors were black and dark green. Black wardrobes and black walls. The bed was made of black wood, but the sheets were dark green, the big carpet on the floor as well. No one was with you in this room. Desperately, you wanted to know where you were. From the colors, you would have guessed that it was a Slytherin Dormitory in Hogwarts. But kidnappers don't bring you to your old school!

Scared you inspected the room once again. Nothing was familiar...

You took a deep breath and stood up. If you would die, fine, but as long as you had the slightest chance of escape you would take it.

The carpet felt also really expensive beneath your feet. By the way, your kidnappers were so nice to pull off your shoes before laying you into bed...

Everything in this room seemed to be just made for this specific room. Which frightened you even more.

Suddenly, the door was opened, and you saw a pretty woman (walking down the street 🤣) in the doorframe. She was slim and tall, had long blonde hair that was tied up in a bun. Her tight dress was rose gold with a black cloak over it. All in all, she looked like a wealthy woman. Her face was pretty as well, but she looked like she got a dung under her nose. Weird.

"Get up and follow me, My Lady," her cold and clear voice told you.

"Uhm, I'm not your Lad -" but she was already on her way to your goal. You had no clue where it was, but following her was better than sitting around, right?

"I know this must be really confusing, but our Lord will explain it to all of us soon. I was just told to get you and call you that. Now, please, don't make this harder for us than it already is,"

You managed to catch up to her. Now you also saw that her eyes were ice blue. Matching her cold voice.

"Who are you?" you asked softly. Kowing her name could be a good hint to where you were.

"Narcissa Black, soon to be Narcissa Malfoy," the woman didn't look at you for one second, her eyes were focused on the walls. So you were still in the claws of the death eaters. Family Black was well known for their puryity, not a family you would have gotten along with.

The corridor was huge by the way. Dark colors still dominating. Only the chandelier was white. Did this belong to one person or was it the headquarters of Voldemort and his minions or what? Instead of getting awnsers you only got more questions as you walked after Narcissa.

Downstairs. A few steps upstairs again. Left. Left again. Right. Straight forward. The second right.

Was this a house or a Labyrinth?! How were you supposed to find your way in here? You even got lost in Digeon Ally!

But after what felt like an internity, you both reached a large black table, people gathered around it. A tall man stood up from his chair as he heard you two enter. As he turned around, you saw your old classmate Tom Riddle, but if he was here, he wouldn't help you. If he became a death eater, he was behind after everything you swore to fight. He wasn't an ally or a friend anymore. He was a danger and a threat to you and many innocent people who weren't here.

You tried to hide behind Narcissa. After all, she was the only person who seemed at least a little trustworthy, and she was another woman. Maybe she knew how unsafe you felt because mostly men were in this room. The only other woman was a mad Bellatrix, never ever you would trust her.

"Ah, there they are. Come in, " Tom spoke. His voice had changed, and it was more intimidating than it was before.

You didn't move an inch, but Narcissa started to move forward. Being all alone without someone to hide behind was more scarry, so you followed her, but you were still behind her.

"Oh no, don't be afraid. No one here will even dare to glare at you, my dear. They knew the punishment would be worse than death," You couldn't recognize Tom anymore. The hate in his presence, his voice, his appearance, everything scared you. Back in school, you didn't fear him, at least not for his house or his roots. Just because he was a Slytherin, it didn't mean that he was evil, but now? His opinions were completely different than yours, and this was not a stupid novel of the stereotype enemies to lovers cause he was just plain and simple wrong with his thoughts on muggleborn or muggles in general.

[Funfact: I don't get the hype on this topic, see, for being autistic I got bullied for many years and than reading a story about two people hating each other's guts and than falling for each other just feels wrong for me, you can read whatever you want ofc, this was just my unpopular opinion]

Still, you hid behind Narcissa, but as she tried to go towards a man with long blonde hair and her crazy sister, you felt completely defenseless. The only person you used to know seemed to be the head of everything here, and Narcissa wasn't at your side anymore. Sadly, Tom saw your fear. He went towards you and pulled you in an unwanted hug. Softly, he petted your hair and whispered sweet nothings. As soon as this horror hug ended, he smiled at you and turned towards the others.

"If anything should happen to her, everyone will be held responsible! You know the punishment, now go! We are done here!" As the last word fell, everyone disapparated, and only you and him were left.

And then you realized it. If he could order the death eaters around, he must be the dark lord himself. Tom Riddle, your old classmate, was Voldemort.

You backed away from him but regretted it soon. Tom didn't take rejection good...

"Why are you scared? I won't harm you. In fact, I am the one who has kept you safe since I saw you!"

"Are you mad?!" You yelled back into his already mad face. Wrong choice again. In full rage he stormed through the room and kicked everything in his way. Chairs and even the whole table practically flew through the room.

"Who protected you from those bullies back in Hogwarts?! Who kept you safe from all filthy boys who just wanted to break your heart?! Who killed the mudblood Myrtle so you were safe from her?!"

So Dumbledore was right... Tom opened the chamber of secrets all those years ago. And killed your friend.

"Myrtle was my friend! I never asked for your personal protection, Tom!"

Somehow that calmed him down! Yep, that man was a complete psychopath...

"But you didn't have to, my dear", he ran towards you and cupped your cheek while looking into your eyes.

"Keeping you safe will always be my priority. I loved you the moment I laid eyes on you and I knew that I would always protect you. Look around, here in our mansion you will always be safe. No one will ever harm you again. We'll be safe here! After I've won this war you and I can live here in peace. Just imagine it, I'll make us so many horcruxes that we won't ever die. Here we will raise our kids and they'll never go through the pain of being an orphan like I was", pain and hate was in his voice at the simple thought of 'death' and 'orphan'. But having a family with this insane man? Hell nah, you'd flee the moment you got the chance!

"I know now this is scary for you, and you might think of escaping, but this whole mansion is surrounded by death eaters, the moment you even think of fleeing you'll be brought to your room and trust me, I know how to punish or torture someone so that no mistace will ever happen again",

And that's how you ended up here. Behind you was the man that claimed to love you fast asleep. Yet he was the one who made you go through all of this. Most traumas you had were because of his action. If this was love, than you could already drown in it.

You had no idea if you could ever escape or if even the try of escaping was a good idea. This man wasn't well known for his kindness or his patience.

Maybe playing along would make it easier, but would your mental health take that well? Or would that make him do worse things 'out of love'?

Still, you rethought your first actions towards Tom, trying to figure out what made his obsession start. Was it your look? Your hairstyle? Your body language?

Or was it just being unlucky?

#Tomxreader #reader insert #tom riddle #tom riddle x reader #voldemort #voldemort x reader #yandere #dark themes #yandere x reader #harry potter #harry potter universe #first wizarding war

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firstfirerebel · 10 months

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𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟

Sumary: You've always been the other woman. Your whole damn life. Always the second choice, and when you finally had hope, it broke into a million pieces.

Pairing: Peter Parker/Spiderman x fem! reader

Warnings: heartbreak, being the second choice (kind of), sad, implied depressions, implied bullying, self-hatred (you are a wonderful person, don't let someone say otherwise 🫶)

Okay, Tom Holland is definitely NOT my type (my type just happens to be the old grumpy black pirate 🫠😂), but he was the only character that came into my mind to this scenario (cause I think in Star Wars this scenario would be either too cliché or unrealistic). And I'm somehow in a phase where I write about characters I'm not into, idk why.

Here you were again. After you've sworn yourself, not to be here again!

By now, you were used to being the second choice of someone. It has been like that since you can remember.

In kindergarten, your best friend preferred to play with another kid and ignored you every day it was there.

In primary school, you didn't fit in any clique. And the kids who did like you had happened to belong to that clique with a mean girl who just couldn't stand you. Those kids seemed to prefer belonging into a group and ignored you as well.

In high school, you hoped things would get better, but no. Instead, you got bullied.

Constantly, people around you gave you the feeling of being unwanted and unnecessary, so you tried your best not to annoy them and just stay quiet. The problem was that your simple presence annoyed them.

So, you did what they wanted. You stayed away from them. Being all alone was so typical by now. Still, you found yourself crying to sleep every night 'cause it hurt so bad.

Changing other people was impossible, but no matter how many times you tried to change yourself, they still found something to despise you more. So, staying in the shadows became easier and less painful. But, hello cliché, then you changed schools and met Peter and Ned, both nerds and idiots to be honest, but they were nice and funny, and your idiots.

At first, you planned not to speak to anyone. In order not to annoy them. But then the first lesson ended, and Peter and Ned introduced themselves to you, offered you to show the school, and even asked if you wanted to have lunch with them. You were shocked. No one has ever been that kind to you, nor has offered you to spend time together.

The few friends you had in the past used you and threw you away once they didn't need you anymore. And of course you thought that it was all your fault.

So it was all new to you. Friends, hanging out, being nice to each other. All of that always seemed to be something for the others and not you. For a long time, you thought your life purpose was to do everything people wanted. Even if you didn't like it.

Your classmates wanted you to stay away, so you did it. Someone wanted help with something, so you helped them. If one wanted to punch something out of anger, you would have been their punching bag. Just so you did something good, something that lowered your sin of being born. If there was a heaven, you believed it wasn't made for you. Hell, you even thought that serial killers were good persons compared to you.

You couldn't remember when you started to despise yourself, but you soon realized that it lowered the pain in you when someone picked on you again. Sounds weird, but that's how it felt. Knowing that there was at least something that you and the others had in common made you happy. You weren't completely opposites cause you, and they hated the same. Yourself. That soul that lived in your body. Everything that had to do with you. Except your family. Poor family, got punished with a daughter like you..., they did not deserve that.

In your head, there were two parts. One was you, and the other one was that girl back in primary school. She constantly told your mind what you did wrong, that you were ungrateful, selfish, not worth to even live, a problem that couldn't be repaired.

But back to Ned and Peter.

You three soon became a trio. Students liked to call you the Golden Trio of Harry Potter. But since Peter preferred Star Wars, he referred you as Anakin, Ahsoka, and Obi Wan. To be honest, you thought the 'Golden Trio' fit more.

You were an introvert who loved books, and you were that type of student who got stressed at 16 points out of 17. Clearly, you were Hermione.

Ned was a bit clumsy but always a faithful friend that you could tell everything. He always asked if he could copy your homework, and he was always hungry like Ron.

So Peter would be Harry. He lost his parents like the boy who lived did. He was clever and knew what he wanted and how to achieve it. And he had a big heart.

At this time, the part of your head that was ruled by the mean girl of primary school was almost completely quiet.

But as always, life had other plans for you.

You didn't want to, but you started to fall for Peter. His sweet and kind nature made your heart melt every single time. The sometimes clumsy and shy behavior did the same to you. It wasn't because he was good-looking. You loved the person inside him. His character and his actions proved that he was a good guy and that he cared for people.

But, of course, he started to talk non-stop about MJ at the same time. The beautiful, cool MJ. You couldn't blame him, though. She was perfect. Her flawless skin, her beautiful curly hair, and her dark eyes.

When you were with Peter and Ned, Peter told you two about how he planned to confess to MJ. Luckily, you were a great actress and smiled even though you wanted to cry.

And then there was that voice again...

𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢? 𝐿𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠!

Her. It was her voice again...

After school ended, you couldn't just hang out with your friends like normal. You felt pity for them. Someone like you being their friend? Those two were just too polite to tell you that they couldn't stand your guts. So you said that you had an appointment and went for a walk.

How selfish of you. Ruining their lifes so you didn't have to feel so alone! Before you could stop it, you felt tears running down your cheeks.

But suddenly, there was a loud groan, and a huge stone creature was breaking houses in the streets. You just stared at it, around you all citizens screamed and ran away, but you didn't move an inch.

If he would crash you, everything would be over...

All the pain would just fade away!

But before the monster could hurt you, you were pulled off the ground by a man in a red spider suit. It was Spiderman, you knew him from the news.

"I'm taking you home," you heard him say.

"Don't you have to fight against that monster?"

"No, the Avengers will be here any second. They got everything under control,"

Since you forgot to close your window this morning (you live in a high building), the superhero just flew through it and put you down.

"May I ask why you didn't move when the monster was near you. You know you could've gotten seriously injured, maybe even worse,"

You looked onto the floor. After all, he was still a complete stranger, even though he just saved your life.

"I know you don't know me, but as someone whose identity is a secret, I wouldn't even be able to tell anyone. Please, I just want to understand," he said in a soft, comforting voice.

You sighed and sank onto your bed.

"I hate myself. That would be the short awnser. But the long one is worse,"

"I got enough time. Like said, the Avengers got everything under control. They don't need me. But why do you hate yourself? You seem like a nice and beautiful girl,"

"I wish I felt that way. But since primary school, I was bullied by my classmates. In high school, it got so worse that I had to change my school. There, I hoped I could just live an invisible life, but instead, two guys became my friends. Peter and Ned are the best things that have happened to me. But since Peter constantly talks about a girl, my self-hatred returned. I tried everything to erase it again, but it just won't go away. I feel like they just became my friends because they felt pity for me, and now they are too polite to tell me they can't stand me," you didn't even notice that you started to cry again.

"I don't know these guys, but I think they are your friends because they like you. You know, just because your friend is in love at the moment doesn't mean he wants to get rid of you. Why don't you talk to them?"

"To be honest, I'm in love. I fell in love with the first guy who was nice to me. All the girls in my class are only caring for looks, but I didn't fall for him because of his look. He is generous, nice, sweet, and a little bit clumsy sometimes. He makes me laugh and cares about others. I don't even consider him liking me. I just want his best, but all the friends I had before were better off without me. They literally told me that. So I better back off of him. I don't want his life to be bad because of me,"

What you didn't know was that under that mask was the boy you loved and that he had tears in his eyes, but he didn't even know why. Was it because you were in love with Ned? He should be happy for his friend, shouldn't he. You were an amazing girl. Ned and you would be a cute couple, but why didn't he like the thought of it. Was this the feeling you had when he talked about MJ? Was this jealousy?

"Please tell your friends about how you feel about yourself. If they don't care, they don't deserve you. And also tell them about your fear of them not liking you. I'm sure they will tell you how they feel. Good luck, beautiful lady,"

With those words, he was out of your window.

As Peter swang back home, his thoughts were only about you. How bad did your old classmates treat you that you think so less of you? At that moment, he promised you that he wouldn't let you down. Never!

#marvel #spiderman #peter parker #peter parker x reader #reader insert #spiderman x reader #x reader #writing

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Their partner having depression 😔 (SW) [Jedis only]

Warning: mentions of depression

Depressions are not to joke about! It's a confirmed illness/disability, so do not make fun of them!

Anakin Skywalker

He totally blames himself for not noticing it sooner. How you didn't smile and laugh anymore, or how you struggled to stand up in the morning because you had no energy or how you just laid on your bed when he got home.

When you tell him and show him your antidepressants (if you use them), he looks at you and starts to cry in silence.

He feels so guilty.

During the day, he starts to hug you as often as he can to give you the feeling of being loved.

He makes sure that you stand up every day and do your routine, even if he has to drag you out of bed.

Anakin informs himself a lot about the illness/disability and makes sure to do everything in his power to help you out of it.

Obi Wan Kenobi

Obi Wan doesn't blame himself like Anakin does, but he also feels guilty for not noticing it himself.

You showed all the signs of depression. Like not having an appetite anymore or not being able to stand up by yourself.

He's against the fact that you take antidepressants, but if your therapist thinks it's necessary, then be it that way.

In the archive, he reads everything about mental health, depression and how it even starts.

Obi Wan makes sure that you and him do things you like together, like reading (even if you can't remember anything afterward), going for a walk, or snuggeling till you both fall asleep.

Mace Windu

He's speechless for the first time.

He doesn't want to say something wrong, so he stays quiet and hugs you.

Mace makes sure that you have a routine and that you work near him. He doesn't want you to get hurt because of your condition.

He reads some books about mental health and depressions to understand you better.

Because he never experienced it, he's soft but strict with you. You both don't want it to get worse, so it's necessary.

Even though you really don't want to eat anything, he makes sure that you eat at least once a day. Your body still needs food, so there's no other way...

Before you both fall asleep, he tells you that he's proud of you for fighting each day and that you're a warrior

Kit Fisto

He's happiness himself and tries everything in his power to make you smile again, but he soon realizes that it's not that easy.

Kit is also super supportive during the day and praises you for every single thing.

When you feel like everything's falling apart, he's right there and is a shoulder to cry on, even though he doesn't really know what to do.

He also informed himself about the topic to understand you better

Having depression is rough and feels like torture, but having someone who knows and cares is super precious to you and makes it more bearable.

Plo Koon

Call me crazy but I think he had it himself as a padawan...

That means he realized it before you told him, and he already had some plans on how you could handle it better.

Seeing his partner struggling with the same problem makes him so sad, but he won't stop until you're finally free of that issue.

He knows how it feels to have depression and understands you completely.

That also means he knows how to handle it better than the others.

Craving chocolate because of the lack of serotonin? He has already prepared for that matter.

Or having no energy for standing up? Movie day with cuddles is loaded and ready for you when you want to.

#imagines #star wars #spilled thoughts #kit fisto #mace windu #plo koon #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi

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