#depression warning

Think about it, MC has been ripped away from everything they've ever know their ENTIRE LIFE, being transported into another world where they're looked down from basically everyone since they're magicless, they're not even sure if they can ever go back home, they have to deal with overblots AND they're expected to succeed in their studies.

Sorry for the long wait ( ꒦ິ⌑꒦ີ )

Alone...?

Twisted Wonderland

Featuring:

The Dorm Leaders [Bonus - Divus Crewel]

𝓡𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓼

Riddle bit his lips when he finds out you've been isolating yourself.

He heard it from Ace and Deuce, occasionally Grim.

How you've been pushing them away bit by bit. Like building yourself a wall.

You were slowly becoming what he was when younger, just in a different format.

Before he knew it, he was banging on your bedroom door.

He wasn't really the type to do this to other people other than his dorm, but you were nearly becoming Idia at this rate.

"Open the door, or I am going to throw rocks at your window."

He legit yeeted rocks at your window.

May, or may not have tried to climb in...

His behavior has become so abnormal to others...

But once you let him in and conveyed how you were feeling and the thoughts you had, he comforted you. He hugged you like how you hugged him.

And he cried with you.

𝓛𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓪 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓪𝓻

Man has no need to be told

He smells it

You reek with depression and anxiety

Almost as bad as the beanpole in then corner.

He at first didn't care, but when you started stop attending classes, did he finally notice.

He's slowly and very sluggishly, makes his way to your dorm.

And sleeps around.

Well, I wanna say he's half awake because he's trying to listen to anything regarding about you.

Though, he's gonna be very grumpy days later because he's not getting the sleep he needs.

So he just King's Roar your door and plops himself on your bed. Sandwiching you between the mattress and him.

"You better have a good damn reason for making me come over."

You didn't really say anything, but later you slowly talked and he pieced it all together.

He rolled off you, laid beside you, hugged you and slept.

That's his form of comfort. So be quiet, sleep and accept it. No words. No talk. Only sleep. I kinda need to sleep... Let's go sleep.

𝓐𝔃𝓾𝓵 𝓐𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓸

Azul was exceptionally observant, having to notice your absences.

He sent the tweels to check on you when you didn't show up at all.

"Shrimps depressed, and I can't squeeze, boohoo ｡･ﾟ･(ﾉД`)･ﾟ･｡"

Azul's glasses cracked at Floyd's comment about being unable to squeeze you

Azul took it upon himself to be your "therapist", bringing a basket of goodies in hopes to liven up your mood, like, who the hell doesn't like free food?

He coaxes you slowly, keeping a calm voice to soothe you until you could speak what's on your mind.

Which lead to him concluding you had depression.

If he wasn't a shady salesman in the past, not a pimp, he would've been a therapist.

Imagine a therapy from Azul... That'd be funky..

𝓚𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓶 𝓐𝓵-𝓐𝓼𝓲𝓶

He was worried about you. 100%

Came with Jamil to check on you.

Jamil said you were depressed.

"HEEEEYYY LET'S PARRRTYYY!!! YOU'LL FEEL BETTER" "Kalim..."

Jamil had to explain to Kalim that a party isn't gonna make you feel better.

Kalim wilted at that

But he decided to do a party, just between you, him and Jamil!

Ended up getting Therapy from Jamil than Kalim, but you get free food too. Good food. Tasty food. Jamil's cooking. Homemade cooking. Delicious.

𝓥𝓲𝓵 𝓢𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓮𝓷𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓽

He had to come over himself cuz Rook told him you had depression.

Legit kicked your door down with his fabulous heels.

"Be grateful that I took time out of my tight schedule to come and help your miserable life, potato."

Yeah, you broke down from that comment. He panicked.

After your ugly blubbering and Vil's disgust, you told him, or rather forced to tell him about why you isolate yourself.

And then you were on a strict Vil's-Anti-Depression-and-Bad-Thoughts regimen.

Yeah.

It wasn't pretty, but you were back to normal. And prettier.

𝓘𝓭𝓲𝓪 𝓢𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓭

Did... Did you EVOLVE!??!

You went from Optimistic to Introvert in less than a day.

Teach him your ways.

But on a more serious note, he didn't like this change. (He wanted to be the only emo)

He was very anxious himself, but so he merely sends his tablet to check on you.

Also sent Ortho because who doesn't like his brother? (If you do, shame on you, shame on your cow, shame on your family.)

He is VERRRRY slow in comforting you, unlike the other dorm leaders, he has depression himself (Riddle low-key has it, but it's not as bad as Idia's) so helping you is a problem.

Ortho ended up helping both you and Idia.

You were cured, but Idia was still Idia.

𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓾𝓼 𝓓𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓪

"Hello. 🙂"

Not even.

Your friend, his friend.

You don't get to say no because he INVITED himself in.

Mainly because Grim gave him permission.

(Still onto the fact that Fae's/Vampire's aren't allowed in unless invited in)

He sat in your room. On a chair. Legs crossed. And a very sly smile.

Yeah.

He forced you to say why you were acting like this.

𝓓𝓲𝓿𝓾𝓼 𝓒𝓻𝓮𝔀𝓮𝓵

Same as Malleus, except he has no need for permission.

He's your teacher.

Plus, it's also to do a mental health check.

Yeah.

You're depressed 😃

He's even cursing and mentally threatening the headmaster for being useless.

He finna gonna throw hands.

But first, is to comfort and help you.

"Don't worry pup, I'll deal with birdbrain.."

Imagine you had some challenging months. Today you reached your breaking point. You're lying on your bed while listening to sad music. You ponder about your life and all of your problems when the matress suddenly dips beneath you.

Loki carefully lays besides you. He doesnt say anything. Instead he entwines his hand with yours and just lays there.

He doesn't want to push you to talk about it, he just wants to be there for you. Comforting you with his presence and making sure you're not alone with your thoughts.

<<Heyyo! Thanks for requesting ^^ I used to have such a crush on Nagito a few years ago, oh my lord>>

Nagito with an s/o who acts like Sayori

character(s): Nagito Komaeda franchise: Danganronpa warnings: d3pr3ss1on, attempted su1c1d3, masked personality?, Doki Doki! Literature Club sp0ilers!

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♡ Sayori wears a pretty bubbly and happy personality majority of the time ♡ and that would also be what attracted Nagito first to you, as someone who is simillar to her! ♡ he just freaking loved the energy you radiated in a room and would even seek for it ♡ so it also wouldn´t take long until he got into conversations with you! ♡ and even though Nagito would try to take the inniciative to talk to you and learn more about you, ♡ he´d also just feel bad spending time around such a shining hope like you! ♡ so he would sometimes just talk to you, to see when you are going to tell him to leave you alone ♡ he just thinks, he doesn´t deserve spending time with someone as amazing and happy as you :c ♡ but you never stood him up! On the contrary even ♡ you probably also enjoyed the time you were spending with him a lot! ♡ so it just so happened you two kept on spending time with each other and got very close to each other ♡ and even if Nagito seemes to forget, that like you him back, because he just cannot tsand himself, he is o so thankful for your presence! ♡and steady but slowly, he started to develop feelings for you ♡ for your bright, shining hope, for your smile, your happiness, for you. ♡ he knew, you were never going to replicate his feeling, but at this point, you basically got Nagito obsessed over you ♡ not in a creepy, stalkerish way, of course. ♡ more like in a "I wanna see how far I can edge their inner hope" way (I mean that is kind of creepy, but, oh well, that´s Nagito for you) ♡ so that, and maybe the slight glimmer of desiring that you might actually do love him, brought him to your front door ♡ his original plan was to see, wether you are going to despair or peak your inner hope after listening to his confession, either way, he´d love to experience any reaction ♡ but sadly, this plan did not go as intended ♡ (we all know the plot of Doki Doki oh no) ♡ first, when you did not answer his knocking, he became hesitant ♡ where you jusrt not home? ♡ should he just come back later? ♡ usually he would´ve just gone back home, like he didn´t have any buisness to begin with ♡ but something inside of him basically yelled to go in and check, it made him feel really sick ♡ so he short-handedly decided to go in your house ♡ he also really wanted to see, if you were okay ♡ but when he stepped into your room ♡ and saw you crying ♡ with a rope tied to a nuse in hand ♡ he felt like throwing up ♡ don´t get me wrong, Nagito is definetly the analytical type and he, of course, noticed, that not everything is oki doki with you (hah, see what i did there) ♡ but it just intrigued him more into seeing, what´s beyond that cover ♡ and still, he could just n o t believe, that he would walk into you, attempting t h a t ♡ a few moments of silence passed, which consisted of him staring at you, like a deer in headlights and you standing at the other end of the room, rope in hand, completely taken by surprise ♡ you most certainly did n o t expext Mr. Ultimate Hope Obsession to walk into you ♡ like that ♡ right now ♡ after Nagito caught his breath he mumbled a slight "why..." and walked quickly towards you ♡ "n-no wait-! it´s definetly not what it looks like, i can explian!" ♡ you tried to explain yourself, even though it was pretty obvious, what this was supposed to be ♡ taking you completely by surprise though, Nagito hugged you ♡ taken aback, you could feel his heart hammering in his chest ♡ his mind was racing, ♡ he knew something was up, but why didn´t he do anything? ♡ why would such a shining hope like ypu ever try to do something like that? ♡ was it his fault? ♡ could he have done something about it? ♡ can he help you? he needs to. he can´t loose you ♡ after some time and the both of you semi-calmed down you started to talk about what happened ♡ you talked about, what is going on in your mind, told him as much as you thought, you were comofrtbale with talking about ♡ during that, Nagito patiently listened, understanding the seriousness of this situation. he lost people before, he wouldn´t be able to bear a life without you

anymore ♡ after your talk and your exchange with Nagito, about what´s happening, he hugged you again, even tighter than before ♡ you now got a Nagito sticking to your foot, he will always check you everywhere ♡ he still loved seeing you as happy, but he tried keeping an eye out, if it was getting too fake, and get you out of the situation, if it´s too much ♡ all in all he treis to help you as much as he possibly can, he loves you a lot and doesn´t want to see your hope waste away:c he was always worried, you were going to leave him, but not that way! ♡ he also talked to you about his feelings, after some time ♡ either way, if you feel the same way or not, he will keep on sticking to you ♡ it might be, that a relationship is not what you need right now, or that it is too soon, and he is 500% content with that ♡ if you do end up in a relationship with him, he will still be super protective of you and be there for you, even more than he normally would ♡ you just make him the best person he could be and he wants you to be save and happy ♡ Nagito loves you either way!!

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<<sorry, this turned out a little longer than originally expected, but since this is a really sensitive topic, i wanted to make it a little special. I´m always open for criticism, i´d love to hear, how i can become better:)

also, dear anon, if you suffer from problems simillar to those Sayori faces, know that there are people you can talk to and that care about you:c i am also always open to talk to, if you are feeling down, alright?:) i hope you enjoyed it!!<3)

Fluff.... ish

Trigger warning: depression.

You're depressed.

You layed in your room, on the floor, in complete darkness.

Your head ached as much as your eyes did. Your body ached from being misused. You had body odor from not showering in a few days. Your hair is matted from not being brushed.

You hated this.

You just wanted to be happy and love yourself.

Like Matt.

He was basically perfect. He loved himself. He took care of his body. He was usually happy, and outgoing. He didn't stink or have messy hair.

Your thoughts were interrupted with someone knocking on the door, "Hey, Y/N, Edd said dinner is ready."

It was Tom. He opened your door, and switched your light on. Pain flooded your eyes from the sudden brightness.

"You need to eat something."

You turned to look at him, "I know. I'll be down in a sec."

And with that, Tom was gone and your door was shut again.

You sighed before getting off the floor. You clipped your nasty hair in a bun and put on a yellow sweater before making your way to the kitchen.

Everyone was sat around the table, eating dinner.

"Welcome, Y/N! I made you a plate!" Edd greeted and pointed to an empty chair.

You weren't going to lie, the food did smell great and made your mouth water. But could you keep it down is the question.

You sat between Tord and Matt. Tord was gnawing on some meat, and Matt was eating some fruit.

Matt's mirror was sitting between you and him, facing up. You could see some of your reflection, and you hated it. You didn't want to see what you looked like.

You ignored it and started eating. You ate a few bites of everything, and stopping when you got to the fruit. You were debating on eating it.

"Aw, come on, Y/N! Fruit gives you vitamins and helps your skin!" Matt took another bite of his fruit.

You weakly smiled and took a bite, eating every last bit of fruit for Matt.

You finished your dinner and decided that you were going to take a shower tonight. Not a bath, a shower. And maybe a warm shower.

You grabbed a couple of towels and made your way to the bathroom. No need to grab clothes; the guys have saw you in just a towel plenty of times.

You placed your towels on the sink and sat on the toilet to start taking your clothes off.

You slowly stripped off articles of clothing, now out of the mood for a shower.

You sighed and put your clothes back on, walking out of the bathroom.

You looked to the floor, walking back to yourbedroom, lost in thought. That is, until you bumped into something.

Or someone.

You quickly looked up to start apologizing, but before you could you were hit with a, "Oh, hi, Y/N! I thought you were taking a shower?"

"Oh, um. I changed my mind, I guess. Sorry for bumping into you, Matt."

Matt stood silent for a moment.

"Let's go, Y/N."

He took you by the hand and led you back to the bathroom.

"W-What are we doing?" You questioned.

Matt smiled at you, "Taking a shower, of course!"

Matt took his shirt off and unbuttoned his pants before stopping to turn on the water.

You stood there, very confused, beginning to feel tired.

"Are you getting undressed?" Matt turned to you.

You blinked, "Why? Why are we doing this?"

Matt smiled before coming to place his hands on your shoulders, "Because I know you need it. I know how you've been feeling lately, and I want to help you."

Oh.

Wait.

"Are you saying that I stink?" You deadpanned.

"That too. Now take your clothes off, Y/N"

Matt started sliding his pants down his legs.

You slowly pulled your shirt over your head. You felt embarrassed for showing your body. You know Matt doesnt mean anything sexual with this, but you can't help but feel like it somehow is. I mean, he IS seeing your greatest assets.

You slid your shorts down your legs, leaving you only in your bra and panties.

Matt was already butt naked and in the shower. It's like he didn't care if you saw him.

You stood there, hesitant to take off your bra.

Matt poked his head from the curtain, "Are you coming, or do I need to help you?"

His hair was wet and slicked down. He already had soap in it, hinting the suds and bubbles.

You nodded and took a deep breath and unclipped your bra. Matt went back under the water to rinse.

Your bra dropped to the floor, along with your panties. You took the clip from your bun, letting your messy and dirty hair fall.

You took slow steps to the shower, and finally stepped in.

"Glad you could join me!"

You smiled, completely embarrassed, and raised your arms to cover your breasts.

"Oh, it's okay, Y/N. I don't really care, as you can probably tell already." Matt assured you.

He gently grabbed you by your shoulders and switched your positions. Now you were under the water. It was warm.

Your back was facing Matt, so you let down your arms. You let the hot water beat against your chest and slide down your stomach.

"I'm about to turn you back around, by the way," Matt warned.

You put your arms back up, and turned around yourself. Matt smiled at that.

He gently leaned your head into the water, getting your hair wet. Then he grabbed a shampoo bottle and squeezed a good proportion into his hand before working it into your hair.

He used his fingertips to massage your scalp, and it felt good. It felt good to be taken care of like this. It felt good to be with Matt.

He rinsed your hair and put conditioner in it, "Okay, let's wash our bodies. This needs to sit for a few minutes anyways."

You nodded, grabbing your loofah and putting a rose scented body wash on it. You started to wash yourself, not caring if Matt saw your body parts anymore. He didn't seem to care anyways, he was in his own paradise with washing his own body.

You let Matt wash the bubbles off himself first, then you washed yourself off.

Matt gently washed the conditioner out of your hair, continuing to massage your scalp.

After you were both clean, you shut the water off. Matt hopped out and grabbed your towel to hand it to you, and used his to dry himself off.

You wiped the water off your face, torso, basically every part of your body, before wrapping the towel around your body and stepping out of the shower.

Matt had already dried himself off and had his towel wrapped around his waist.

Matt offered you his hand, which you took. You don't know why, but you didn't want to argue. You were too tired for it.

Matt dragged you to his bedroom, and sat you on his bed. He gave you one of his outfits to change into, and then he sat you back down.

He went to his desk and started to dig around for something. You watched him patiently as he pulled out a hair brush.

"Matt, please don't brush my hair..." you whined.

Your hair was an absolute mess still.

"Oh, I'm brushing your hair, Y/N. It needs it."

And before you could speak again, Matt shushed you and sat behind you.

He started to gently untangle and brush your hair. It didn't hurt as much as you thought it would. It actually felt nice.

You closed your eyes and let Matt do his work. You liked that he was being gentle. Everything he did was gentle towards you. You liked it.

You started to lean back onto him, too tired to pick yourself back up. Your body was exhausted.

You felt Matt set the hairbrush aside, and he embraced you.

You smiled as you fell asleep on him.

Alright here it is...

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Mentions of depression and anxiety, Blackmailing, possible gas-lighting, slight swearing, possible mentions of sex.

Type: HaikyuuxReader high school/college SMAU

Pairing: Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader

Status: On Going

Summary: Y/N Miya gets the chance of a life time to play volleyball in California for her Senior year in high school. Giving her the opportunity to play for a well known team in college. Along the way she meets a someone who can change her life for the better. But will the people she surrounds herself with, allow her this fleeting moment of happiness? Or will they plot her demise for the sake of her career?

Chapters:

Y/N’s Crew / Iwaizumi’s Crew

1. California isn't so bad?

2. New School New Faces.

3. I Can’t Be Crazy?

4. WTF to Doki Doki

5. My First Kiss

6. Brain No Work (Updated)

7.

8.

Finale.

A/N:I swear once I figure things out I will post a legit chapter soon! Also titles of chapters are subject to change. Also not @ me shaking and screaming on the inside cause I was terrified just to post this.

I hope everyone’s been doing well. I wanted to update you let you guys know I haven’t vanished from Ducktales or off the face of the earth. lol. It’s just been a tough few months. I’ve sorta been distracting myself with School and taking care of my parents during this time and honestly it’s been pretty difficult for me to write. I’ve rewritten parts for the next chapters of my stories and I’m feeling like they aren’t up to my standards. I was thinking of posting some other pieces of others I had been working on in the past to make up sorta vanishing for a period of time. Things have been hard and depressions kicked in more than once sadly during all this craziness. I’ve been trying not to talk about it because it’s not really easy to talk about and I felt it probably wasn’t necessary for my blog really. I was hoping the new eps would get me excited enough to write again. And I have a bit..but again it’s been pretty slow going. So, I was thinking to post something like a one-shot or piece from another DT work I had been working on. I really do appreciate those who have stuck with me through this. I just hope you guys continue to enjoy the next few chapters when I’m able to feel like I can post them.

Laid next to one another, the phantom thief of hearts could feel the heavy air around their partner and themself. Thick, heavy, sickening... It was as if a smog has developed in their shared room. Rolling to their side, Roguefort could see the shifting and shaking sheets of Cinnamon's emotional form disturbing order.

"Whatever could be plaguing your mind, love?" The thief spoke cautiously, unmoving, knowing a single touch could cause a fit. They knew the enviroment the magician was raised in all too well. "You can speak your mind to me, my sparkly dust cloud... I am willing to listen to anything and everything..."

An audible sniffle rang through the air as Cinnamon's form crumpled inward on itself. "I'm just- just-" A shiver wracked the poor performer's system as he wiped at his face. He could already feel his face beginning to be irritated by the near constant rubbing. "I'm so, so... Tired..." A small, curious hum from Rogue felt prying, yet Cinna felt the need to continue on. The bridge was cracking, may as well let it burst.

"I don't- I don't know why, but... When I'm not with you, everything j-just seems to pass so- so slowly... Every moment- it just- it just..." Cinnamon choked himself with his tears. The pillow below him was becoming soaked in salty fluid. "I'm not- I'm not even sad, but I-I cry... I miss you, and even when you're here, I... I just... I just become so elated- Like I-I can do anything... Yet here- Here I am, still t-tired... So very tired..."

Cinnamon, braving his own fears, turned around to his beloved joyfriend, sparkling eyes filled with that liquid that flowed freely. Roguefort, knowing precisely what was expected, opened their arms for the magician to practically poof himself into. Well- it was more of a toss- but he wound up being embraced either way.

"Is..." Cinna could barely get his words out, which wasn't helped by the fact his head was shoved into the phantom's shoulder. "Is there s-something wrong with me..? I... I-I think there is... There has to be- there has to...!"

"Perhaps there is," Rogue replied simply, voice holding a high road in the depths of tragic emotional turmoil, "but there is no reason to latch onto it. I love you all the same no matter your flaws, hun... Now get yourself some rest. You require it."

"But-"