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warnings; frightening descriptions of water, inaccurate descriptions of surfing probably, some frightful moments, detail heavy, the merman is a tad stalkerish (implied), sudden kiss, homeboy falls fast and hard here man, you got a dawg
wc; 2,049
divider; @/dividers-are-us
if you want a second part, pls check the a/n
please interact and reblog if you enjoyed this little piece! I'd love to hear your thoughts! ๐
It had all started one evening when you took your dog out to the beach to shit in the sand.
The beauty of dusk had already come and gone in a great wreath of fire snuffed by the heavy blues of nightfall. Distantly, out into the sea, the final remnants of the orange sunset were smothered between the blackening sea and the coming darkness. As the day faded, a sense of ease came over you as you listened to the rush of waves lash against land; wind carrying the sea-spray to you, speckling you with foam.
Kermit, a gangly mutt of some years old and unknown genetics, was typically the most playful at these hours, opting to spend most of his time camped out in front of the air conditioner during daytime heatwaves. He enjoyed frolicking through the shallow water and rolling in the damp sand, sometimes chomping at writhing waves with his jowls and letting the salty water gush out of his mouth.
You couldn't say you were particularly thrilled by the smell of wet dog permeating every surface of the house each night after the fact, but you couldn't deny the goofy guy his fun, either.
It was another evening following the same routine: keep the dog leashed until your flip-flops filled with sand, turn on the flashlight, unleash the beast, and watch him charge the distance from where you stood to the water. He would thrash around in the froth for a while before taking his nightly shit, leaving the unsavory cleanup to you.
That was what you expected to happen. It did not.
You unclasped the leash from Kermit's harness, anticipating for him to gallop away, ears flopping in the breeze, but he stayed sitting at your feet. On your feet, actually. He only did this when he wasn't feeling confident, or something spooked him. When you focused your light down on him, he licked his lips and started to pant, staring straight ahead.
The scope of your flashlight illuminated the tawny sand and craggy boulders and wadded fast-food wrappers tourists left behind before you caught movement within the light. It was a large creature wrenching around in the shallow water behind a cluster of stones, only its tail visible. You recognized this spot immediately as one that local fishermen liked to use to lure bait-fish into nets.
Ahead of you, the creature continued to lurch and throw its body around, but was beginning to slow, showing signs of fatigue. In the yolk brightness of your light, an iridescent sheen reflected off its enormous tail as it whipped through the air. You couldn't discern exactly what it was. It couldn't have been a shark because they didn't wander in this close to land; it could've been a dolphin since they're curious enough to interact with humans, though you suspected that that wasn't the case, either.
"Poor thing, Kermit," you said to the dog, whose ears perked at the syllables of his name, "it probably won't make it through the night at this rate. There's not a lot that can be done when they get caught in those nets, though. Let's get back home."
You reattached Kermit's leash and pulled him in the direction of the house without giving him a chance to shit. Inevitably, you would regret it in the morning when you were on your hands and knees, scrubbing brown stains out of high-pile carpet, but it seemed to be the better option as opposed to standing there while something slowly died.
Perhaps it was that feeling of helplessness that brought you back to it an hour later, sans the dog. While brushing your teeth, you realized that you couldn't look at your reflection. Be it from self-loathing or guilt, you attributed this shame to that big fish and your unwillingness to help it because it wasย justย a fish, and the net would've been too difficult for you to unravel with your own hands.
So, you left again with a big kitchen knife, a pair of pliers, and gardening shears. Those nets weren't made of Kevlar; they weren't indestructible. One of these options was going to work, even if you had to hack and saw at the netting throughout the night. The only thing that worried you was being able to get the creature back into the water before it died, by yourself.
It was with great relief that you saw its tail still thumping across the sand, albeit weaker than it had been before. You didn't have much time to do this; if you were going to do it, it needed to happen now. You'd deal with the consequences of pissed-off fishermen in the morning.
You situated the flashlight in your mouth, clenched between your teeth, and unlocked the pliers and gardening shears so they were ready to snip. As you approached, sand crunching under your weight, the creature abruptly stopped movingโnot sudden death, not rest, but a complete, total stop as if it understood that someone was coming. That sort of rigidity that came with fear gripping your spine and stopping you in your tracks.
This made you take it slow as you peered around the stones, nearly losing the flashlight as your jaw went slack.
It was a man caught in the net! No, that couldn't be right because the gigantic tail still swished across the sand impatiently. Your light whisked from the upper half of the body, an unmistakably masculine, defined physique with a deep-olive complexion, to the long tail, which was seamlessly attached to his midsection, scales glinting twilight indigo and silver over black.
His face was beautiful, clear, and angular with an aquiline nose and pupil-less milky green eyes watching you distrustfully, but without fright. Along both sides of his neck and between his ribs were feathery gills that had started to quiver and flare when you captured him in your light.
Your first instinct was to continue marveling at this man, gawking at all of his strangeness and lovely parts, because who knew if you'd ever see him again once he returned to wherever he belonged. But there was no way of knowing how long he could sustain himself on land before those gills of his finally shriveled up with the rest of him.
"Hey, I'm going to help you out, but you can't move around," you said to the fish-man, whose expression never changed from intense watchfulness. You didn't know if he had understood a word you said, but you pulled out the gardening shears and started clipping away at the diamond mesh that bound him.
The fish-man only flinched and hissed at you once, when you were too unmindful of the shears being close to his face. He relented to the idea of your help quickly by lying still, tail gone flat in the sand, but those eyes of his never stopped observing you. You tried to concentrate on snipping the individual loops in the mesh, avoiding his skin and scales as you went, but the longer he stared at you, sized you up, hated you, or adored you, it was difficult to keep focused.
And, when you managed to cut the last of the threads, you locked the shears and backed away to give him space to move.
His only audible noise was a grunt of pleasure when he stretched his arms wide, revealing his long webbed fingers attached to claws, silky fins attached near the elbow, and clusters of those same iridescent scales as on his tail. You could see the muscles shift under his skin.
"How did you even get caught in that net, dude?" You asked him, receiving an uncomprehending smile and loving look. Then, he reached for one of your legs and pulled it, as if to bring you down onto the sand with him.
You gasped, ripping out of his grasp and tottering back towards the beach.
"Nope!ย No!ย Get out of here, you're free now." Suddenly, you felt that bringing the knife had been a brilliant idea. You remembered where it was on your body: In a sheath in your jacket pocket. "Seriously, fucking go before someone else finds you and turns you into a museum exhibit."
But there was no inter-species communication here. Only a fish-man determined to yank you off your feet, and your desire to have nothing to do with that.
So, when he next tried to drag his body and heavy tail closer to you, you turned and sprinted away towards the beach, towards safety. With your flashlight pointed ahead, you could only rely on your hearing to perceive the world around you.
A coarse shuffling sound erupted from behind you just before an immense splash, something large breaking the surface of the water. When you turned back with your light, the fish-man had gone without a trace, and the nighttime tide continued to creep higher onto the beach.
Nobody would believe this. You'd get accused of taking shrooms from that hippie-dippie lady with a truck on the boardwalk again.
So, the thought of him stayed with you in silence for some weeks. Even as you climbed to your feet on your surfboard and rode the crest of the wave until it sloped down, piling back into the sea, and flattened out. Your board skimmed the surface of the water, slowing gradually, drifting with the rise and fall of mounting waves.
You were already swimming for the next one before your heart rate could even begin to settle.
There was never a good time to be distracted while surfing, but the thought of the fish-man pervaded your mind; gnawed at your thoughts with curiosity and wonderment and smugness, because you were the one who was able to witness him that night, nobody else. Then, you imagined that he could be out there with you right now, watching from somewhere beneath the surface.
As the tail of your surfboard lifted, you rose to your feet with it and tried to gather your balance. What was ordinarily muscle memory, a simple process that you'd practiced hundreds of times over the years, suddenly felt insurmountableโlike every bit of strength in your body had abandoned you all at once, and you could not control the trajectory of your board.
You wiped out, sucking in a hard breath as your back broke through the surface of the water and you went under. As the world around you became muffled with seawater filling your ears, your body thrashed weightlessly against the turbulent undercurrent.
Just then, you felt solid arms surround your body as if in a protective embrace. Your instinct was to try to scream, but opening your mouth would inevitably turn you into a coroner's report in a filing cabinet. That fact didn't keep you from struggling in that thing's arms, nails sinking between scales and carving crescents into flesh. You felt muscles tense under your hands, yet you were held fast and firm as you were propelled through the water towards the surface.
You were thrown across your surfboard, the water already beginning to calm as the lip of the wave had already reached the distant shore. You weren't entirely coherent as you climbed up and straddled the board, legs gently paddling towards land.
That was when you felt long fingers lightly graze one of your legs, startling you to the point of a shriek. You drew your legs up behind you and flattened your body to the board, believing the solid surface to be safer than having any part of your body submerged.
Tap. Tap. Tap.ย Fingernails rapping at the underside of your board.
You lifted your chest from the board to see over both sides of it, finding nothing until you turned your head to the right, and a familiar face stared back at you. He was swimming flush with your board, inches from your face, still beautiful and still just as strange.
His proximity nearly made you topple off the other side, heart lunging into your throat, stifling anything you could think to say aside from: "It'sโIt's you."
Once again, he didn't seem to understand spoken words, but smiled at you adoringly despite it, and grabbed the back of your head to pull you in for a kiss.
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a/n: so I've got an idea for a second part where, like, perhaps mc is trying to get to know him better for the sake of understanding him, but merman bro here is just trying his hardest to court MC with all he's got and mc is just like "haha awww" when he hands them a pearl or some shit akdjaejwhehh
video description: looping animated art in an art nouveau inspired style.
It shows a nude woman standing in a keyhole shaped frame. Behind their head is a large snowflake.
The woman bends down and picks up snow like a piece of cloth, while raising she turns, so now she is with her back to the viewer, then turns again with the cloth around her shoulders. The cloth is almost transparent and floor long.
The wind picks up and blows her hair and the cloth forward, then the cloth seems to disintegrate and turn into snow flakes starting at the bottom till she is again completly nude. end video description
What really makes this for me is that OP could have phoned it in on the chorus and just repeated the same fics, but no. They found a unique one every time. Class act.
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Fanfiction is supposed to be cringy. You're allowed to write bad. You're allowed to be cringe. Fanfiction is supposed to be self indulgent. You're allowed to be cringe. Let yourself be cringe. Fanfiction is supposed to be fun. Stop putting arbitrary rules on yourself and be free.
Ok guys bear with me Iโve got three, you heard me three more stories to announce before I make an upload schedule (very susceptible to change) and begin uploading my stories in order of overall vibe and my current hyper fixation good Lord help meโ
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Welcome to ๐๐๐๐๐๐! Follow this story as our unlucky main character gets to live her dreams in her favorite anime universe! As a f**king spiderโฆ But don't worry, plot armor's got your back right?โฆright?
(Please don't mind how unserious the description sounds this book is actually good I swear I wrote this at like 1 am in the morning-).
๐ค ยท โโโโโโ ยท ๊ฅ ยท โโโโโโ ยท ๐ฆ โ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โ โขฬฉฬฉอโฉโขฬฉฬฉอห ใใใ ห ๐ง ๐ฒ ๐ฒ ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ฒ ๐ฒ ๐ฒ ๐ฒ ๐ง ห ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐- Your mother's dead, your little sister's been kidnapped and there's a 10 million yen bounty on your head But luckily for you, every single one of these problems has a name on it-
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Within the depths of an unknown location in what appears to be a cave, lay hundreds of spider eggs about to begin a new stage of life.
They all surround their mother who also seems eager for their hatching, one by one they break free from their shells, crawling and crushing their way through the barriers into their new environment, a dark and dreary place only illuminated by rocks exposed to years of radiation and some sort of luminous leachings that aid to give the walls an eerie glow, a place where the only sound that can be heard is the drip, drip, drip of water from the stalactites.
The air is thick with humidity, for a human it would be most difficult to breathe but none of that matters to the hundreds of organisms in that very atmosphere.
The mother spider gazes down at her offspring, her magnanimous size and imposing presence a stark contrast to the tiny insignificant forms of those below her, she raises one of her legs equipped at the end with a long sharp clawโ
And impales one of her unsuspecting children.
Bringing it close to her mouth, the mother spider began to feast on her children, those too weak to fight back and those too slow to run away. Or perhaps the offspring were more preoccupied with hunger of their own.ย
A violent and macabre dance had begun, the true side of nature had been exposed, eat or be eaten; natural selection had taken place, and the ground was covered with remains of cannibalistic acts.
But one offspring, in particular, seemed to stand out, the different colours and patterns were hard not to notice and its seemingly disinterest in the gross acts of violence its siblings were committing only made it more peculiar
The little spider ventured a bit further down the cave, away from the rest of its kind and stumbled upon the corpse of a strange animal, very small and seemingly fresh, it resembled a mosquito, with strange purple-tinted blood still pouring out of its wounds.ย
The spider, most likely ecstatic with its find, wasted no time and started devouring it whole, armed with nothing but a voracious appetite, the spider finished its meal.
Meanwhile, the energy drastically shifted somewhere in the depths of the soul of such a small, weak and inconsequential being.
And something clicked.
You opened your eyes.
No, you really opened your eyes. Like that one time in kindergarten when you became aware of yourself and your surroundings.ย
Without warning, a torrent of memories came flooding through your head, vivid images and emotions cascading one after the other, your friends, family, and neighbours. It was like an overwhelming stream of information all coming in all at once.
A wave of dizziness passed over you. Wait, you had to get things straight. When in a strange situation, try to recall as much information as possible. Here goes nothingโ
Your name is [Name] [Lastname], nineteen years old, turning twenty next year, an overworked college student who chose forensic science as a major and also pursuing a crime scene processing degree.
You last remember being in your apartment when a series of rather unfortunate events took place before youโฆ
You diedโฆ
Wait, you died? But if you're dead, then why the hell are you even here? Where is here, and what are you?!
ย You should just calm down, panicking at a time like this wasn't rational. First things first, where were you? It looked kind of like a cave system of some sort. Great! That means if you made your way to the top, you could get out.
Now for the more important question, what are you, you noticed that your scope of vision was much wider than a human's, it's like you had a full three-sixty-degree vision.
Ok, that's actually cool.
You look back to the carnage unfolding behind you and see hundreds of spiders all surrounded by a larger much more menacing spider. It looked to be around ten feet tall compared to an average male human and littered across its body were tiny hairs and rather intricate markings, unlike any spider you had ever seen before.
Another strange feature you noticed was on the tips of each leg, the endings of every leg had a razor-sharp blade that glinted menacingly in the dimly lit cave. You noticed that the other tiny spiders around her were identical to her.
Going over to a tiny puddle of water you observed your own features and sure enough were the same as hers and everyone else's, except you noticed that your colour and markings were vastly different.
Well, that confirmed one thing, those were your mother and siblings
Huh, I'm a spider in this life. That kind of sucked because you couldn't think of a single thing you had done which was seemingly bad enough to warrant your next life being a cave spider.
You tried out your locomotion, and walking on eight legs seemed to come naturally to you, it seemed webbing wasn't a problem either. As you continued to test run these newfound features you stepped on something.
It was a dead animal, hold on, could it even be considered that? The flesh was an unsightly hue of purple blotched with patches of yellow and orange with green secretions leaking out from time to time.
Now if you were still a human, this sight would simultaneously make you cry, vomit and shit your pants. But it seemed like you were unaffected by this gory visual.
Against your better judgement, you moved closer towards the carcass, noticing that it didnโt look like any animal youโd seen before. Maybe, the biology of animals was different in this world, which would be a pain since that means that you would be seeing more of them later in this cave while you made your way to the top.
Suddenly, the tiny hairs littered across your body seemed to stand on edge as you sensed a familiar presence coming up behind you. It was your mother and it looked like she was done feasting on your brothers and sisters and was preparing to leave the cave.
This is my chance.
ย You had to follow her as silently as possible because while she was your ticket out of here, she could also be your ticket into the afterlife should she spot you and kill you instantly.
Quietly stalking behind your gigantic spider mother you were careful to always keep a good distance away from her so she couldn't sense your presence and attack and if she did try to attack, you would have a good headstart due to the running distance. You just hoped it didnโt have to come to that.
You took note of your surroundings, from the glowing cave worms and insects that you had to force yourself to eat to the entire cave layout. You noticed how easy it was for your mother to navigate and breeze through all obstacles that seemed to come her way.
As you stared you couldn't help but feel a wave of admiration wash over you, it may just be wishful thinking, but you hoped you could be as strong as that one day.
What the hell am I even thinking? The appeal of strength wasnโt lost on you, to be strong was a necessity and those who failed to achieve it were considered weak, only to serve as stepping stones for the strong to achieve even greater strength.
But if that was the case, weren't those who were considered weak see that as a source of strength? Therefore that would make the strong weak for having to rely on those weaker than them to achieve strength.
Ugh, this is getting confusing. I don't have time toโ
!!!!!!!!!!!!
You felt your hair stand on edge again, but this time an urgent feeling seemed to possess your entire being, urging you to flee, hide, and run away.
Something is here. Watching through the shadows.
It was hunting. And you were its unfortunate prey.
ย Well not you actually, It seemed not to have noticed you yet.
+1000 aura for not attacking you.
ย But that also means that your mother was the target.ย
Wtf?! NONONO go awayyy!!, -1000000 aura for attacking your walking ticket outta here!!
You sensed the figure move, seemingly changing its stance, ready to strike.
That's my cue to leave.
If your mother didnโt make it out of this alive then you would wait until it was distracted and make a mad dash back to where you came from, then again that was if you managed to stay alive by the time this whole fiasco was over.
ย You hurriedly skittered away to the nearest rock and hid there, peeking out just a bit to watch the confrontation.
Immediately after you hid, the assailant surged out of the shadows with a right claw raised ready to strike. When it got close enough it unleashed its claw in a swift, deadly arc aimed to kill on impactโ
Only for it to stop completely.
Whatโฆhappened?
It had all occurred in a split second and your eyes seemed to automatically zone in on the scene in front of you and you took note of the assailant's form.
It looked like a lizard, except for the fact that it was around eight feet tall, making your mother considerably taller than it in size but made up for its muscle mass. It also appeared to have gigantic claws armed with razor-shape fingertips that had a green secretion which you presumed to be poison.
Another key thing you noted was the apparent cause of its sudden immobility and that sent a chill through your body.
Its head was impaled by your mother's leg.
The sharp edges ripped right through its skull and lifted high in the air, you could clearly make out pieces of skull, flesh and brain matter still fresh and dripping with blood hanging from the serrated edges.
ย But how? You saw how fast that thing moved, your eyes couldnโt even keep up. Your mother impaled it like it was made of butter.
The leg your mother used to kill the beast lowered, dropping it to the floor and she continued walking like nothing ever happened, you noticed that she was walking much more slowly compared to her walking speed before.
Was she tired, injured or perhaps was she.. wasโฆ
Was she waiting for me?
No, thatโs impossible, she couldnโt have been right. Or else you would surely be dead by now. You still hadnโt come out of your hiding spot and you noticed she settled down farther away from you.
You emerged from your hiding spot while still having your guard up and approached the carcass. It was like you were in a trance, whispers filling your mind commanding you to feast.
The urge was too strong and you extended your jaw wide and tore through the flesh. The taste was disgusting and the smell was worse, it was spoilt and rancid all at the same time but you couldn't bring yourself to stop.
More and more you ate and ate and ate. You donโt even remember how much you ate before a burning sensation engulfed your body followed by an icy chill that seemed to flow right to your soul.
The world was spinning, colours dancing around your vision, a constant buzzing noise that rang through your mind, You were not sure if you were imagining it but could hear a voice in your mind, it was faint but it was there.
You tried to concentrate despite the chaos erupting in your mind, the voice was getting clearer now.
The voice seemed to slip further and further into your mind, you tried to use your remaining willpower to concentrate back on it but it seemed fate had other plans.
"Bye [Name]!", your friend drunkenly yells, stumbling out of the Uber and towards the front door of her apartment.
Your slurred goodbyes reach her ears before she disappears behind the doors of her apartment. She was the last of your friends that you made sure got home safe and sound after a rather wild birthday party at a nearby club and it was finally time to go home.
Stepping into your apartment, you were happy you were still sober enough to step out of your strappy dress and equally strappy heels, take a much-needed shower, and some soup to get you sober and watch a movie.
You checked the time on your phone, 11:30 pm, yeahโyou could probably squeeze one or two movies in before you eventually fell asleep.
Around halfway into the movie, you noticed two things,ย one, you had finished all yourย get sober soupย andย two, you had aย killerย headache which seems to only get worse with each passing second.
You made your way to the kitchen to take some painkiller when all of a sudden your vision started to swim and a sick feeling enveloped deep inside your stomach, spit filled your mouth and you curled over and retched all contents of your stomach you had ingested minutes prior.
Your mind raced as you tried to connect the dots and make sense of it all, vision swimming as you blindly stumbled to the kitchen sink and guzzled down large amounts of water only for it to end up on the floor once it reached your stomach.
You ended up slipping and crashing against the floor, most likely knocking your head against the kitchen counter, although your mind couldn't register the pain, you could tell that it must have caused a concussion because now you were losing consciousness.
Was this it?ย Were you going to die like this, how long would your friends, family or even neighbours notice that you're missing?
Black spots danced around your vision, steadily clouding it. Looking up at your ceiling one last time your eyes glanced around your room, most likely your body's way of looking for one last chance of survival.
And there, you saw it-
One of the gas burners was still on
The cause of your death,
A fucking gas leak, what a stupid way to die.ย Your chances of graduating, getting a job, getting married all those dreams just gone like that? You didn't even get to finish your movie, or read the last chapter of My Hero Academia, hey at least it didn't get spoiled right?
Soon after darkness completely overwhelmed your vision and just like a light,
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Welcome to ๐๐๐๐๐๐! Follow this story as our unlucky main character gets to live her dreams in her favorite anime universe!
As a f**king spiderโฆ
But don't worry, plot armor's got your back right?โฆright?
(Please don't mind how unserious the description sounds this book is actually good I swear I wrote this at like 1 am in the morning-)
"๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ
๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ, ๐ช๐ต ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ด, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ฆ
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ
๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ด๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ"
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"You've already fooled me once you bastard, let's just get this over with."
"Hm, I don't think so, lets have a bit more fun together dear..."
Hey everyone! So this specific fic is a passion project I've kept on the back burner because of a lot of reasons, one of them mainly being i didn't feel like i was experienced enough to write it. But no that I'm more confident, allow me to introduce ABBEY.
This is a Twisted Wonderland x Female Reader fanfic, where mc is based off of gyutaro , i don't want to spoil more of the fic for you. It was originally posted on quotev but i deleted it and reuploaded it here, you may still be able to find the extra cringe version on Wattpad if i haven't taken it down yet. Thank you for taking the time to read this and stay tuned for the next chapter!
