#dgr3

Honestly I don’t like how this turned out, I hope I get better at this kind of stuff overtime. I tried not to go into much detail with the triggering part because It’s my 1st time. Sorry if this is too much drama.

“Darling, I’m home!” walking into the house that you and him shared

He never got a response back but just saying that as he came home gave him satisfaction

Almost like a real couple

But this time was different, he felt something off in the air, the atmosphere was uneasy and almost suffocating.

He felt his footsteps grow quicker as he walked to the cellar to check on you.

Shuichi kept thinking that maybe he was just being paranoid like usual, but he just needed to make sure you were okay.

He opened the heavily locked door, calling your name again, waiting with bated breath for a unreceived response.

He felt no longer in control, and he couldn’t help but walk down the short stair way excruciatingly slow.

The cellar was still dark, he couldn’t see much but luckily he could make out your figure. At least you were still here, that’s a good thing.

Or so he thought.

You were in there technically, but not really anymore. He slowly approached your seemingly sleeping form. He still couldn’t put his finger on why he was so hesitant but the air was heavy and carried a tense aura.

“s/o” whispered into the dark room, quick and quietly as he stood there.

No answer.

You’re asleep right? You have to be asleep. He crouched down, not seeing your face as you lay turned on your side.

He needed reassurance now, he had to wake you and felt justified in doing so. Just to make sure you’re alright.

He shook you with his hand placed on your arm, in an attempt to bring you back to consciousness.

You flopped on your back where lay an unsightly vision, one where he had never expected to experience while looking at you. You weren’t moving, not at all. Not even blinking, eyes lay open and dull.

Shuichi had seen corpses before but not like this. This time, gut wrenching and macabre.

A feeling you can only experience, finding the love of your life like this.

Shuichi found himself paralyzed, unable to move his muscles.

This wasn’t supposed to happen, you weren’t supposed to die, you were supposed to live a long and happy life with him!

It all hit him, the permanence of your departure, you weren’t coming back.

A chocked sob escaped from his quivering mouth as he finally let the heavy tears welling in his eyes fall.

“S/o, S/o, S/o, S/o!” He screamed your name over and over, now clutching onto your back as he brought you up to his chest.

He squeezed tighter than he ever had before, not wanting to let you go, he can’t let you go.

“Please.” He choked out between cries, “wake up.” his face in the nape of your cold neck.

“You can’t be dead!” gripping the back of your head to prop your lifeless body in front of him “Wake up!” he tried to sound strong but his voice was weak and trembling.

Shuichi lowed his head into your chest, not able to find the strength to look into your lifeless eyes anymore. He buried his head into your chest.

“Why did you do it?” His words shaking as he spewed them out. “Why?” a question, barely audible. “You could’ve just talked to me.”

He held you close as he cried into your chest, by then he’d lost track of how long he’d been down here with your corpse, but he didn’t care, he wasn’t going anywhere.

He should’ve been there for you, or maybe even been home sooner. He should’ve hurried faster. He should’ve been better at keeping dangerous things away from you.

He should’ve seen the signs. His mind racing with thoughts blaming himself.

It’s all his fault, he thought. He obviously didn’t deserve you. If he was so careless with his darling he deserves everything that happens to him.

He’d stayed in there cuddling with you for days, not getting up once. He didn’t mind the smell. When he wasn’t sobbing into your cold skin, he was thinking.

He decided exactly what he needed to do, no, exactly what he deserved.

◊ "It's a good way to relieve stress." Was his motto to make him feel less guilty about it.

◊ Shuichi behaves very well in front of the camera. So much so that all the viewers constantly reward him for it; his good boy "act" is the reason why viewers come, and stay, then come again-

◊ Shuichi's audience stays a small number at first, and Shuichi's happy with that; but then a whole swarm one day just, fucking took over.

◊ Now everyone was telling him to do all sorts of things. Things you and I have probably never heard of.

◊ Now, Shuichi wouldn't ever do something too extreme or hardcore, nothing that could potentially hurt him. He, himself, is pretty vanilla, although I can't say the same about what he's into.

◊ I think Shuichi's favourite kink is praise.

◊ Because if a viewer were to notify him that he was doing amazing, and getting everyone off so well; he'd be ecstatic. You'd see his cock pop upright.

◊ Shuichi is a pretty insecure guy, and of course, he's working on it; but when he's on the cam he doesn't need to work for anything, they all just accept him as he is.

◊ He can cry and beg for praise, or cry and beg because he felt he wasn't doing enough; that itself is a kink for many.

◊ Some viewers are crueler, more hardcore than others; punishing him just to get a little reaction out of him(sound familiar?), even when he hadn't been doing anything wrong.

◊ He may play dumb on the cam, but he knows what everyone's doing. What everyone wants; and in a way, that makes him incredibly powerful.

◊ Unfortunately, however, he doesn't do much with that power, as he still sees it as his job to please everyone and not tease or prevent anyone from getting what they want.

◊ Free-use may be another kink of his.

◊ The boy considers being fucked by five of his viewers in a room, a fantasy — one that he secretly hopes won't stay that way.

◊ You'd think Shuichi would somehow involve detective play in his streams, but he actually grimaces at the idea. He'd rather not compromise and sexualize his own ultimate talent because he's working as a detective all day; it'd be a problem if he suddenly popped a woody as he inspected a dead body.

◊ Shuichi is often worried that someone he knows will find his website and tell everyone, but as soon as the light turns green, it's like his mind shifts into a different person and the worries are gone, and he's ready.

◊ I also think dress-up is one of his top kinks, but mostly because he always gets positive feedback from the audience. Nicknames like a bunny boy, cat boy or puppy boy, stuck like a tack.

◊ He even has those butt plugs that have that tail thing connected to it.

◊ He usually puts the whole costume on before the stream, or during, when the entire chat starts chanting for him to put on a certain costume.

◊ I say he doesn't tease, but that doesn't mean he won't unintentionally tease as he strips.

◊ Or even, slave when he dresses up like one of those maids in those famous maid cafés.

◊ Shuichi usually follows what a paying follower tells him to do, whether it be sticking his fingers in his ass, or even turn around, whip out his dildo and use it in front of the camera. He's great at following orders, which also gains some more popularity points for him.

◊ Shuichi starts the live stream around the time he usually sleeps, and does this for a couple of hours— or at least until it's almost morning.

◊ For some Japanese viewers, it can be pretty tiring to try and stay up to watch through the whole thing. But for global viewers who are lucky enough to have his time sync up with their convenient times, it's great as shit.

ty for the request and sorry it took so long!! I hope you like it and sorry if it was too much, lmk what you think :D

“Oh where has my darling s/o gone off to now?”

That was the only thing you heard between the thing wall that separated you and the man who has kept you captive for..you’ve lost count how long by now.

The taunting tone sending chills down your spine. You’d managed to escape the basement and found yourself in one of the many rooms of the house he kept you hidden away.

“If you wanted to play hide-and-seek you could’ve just asked me, y’know~”

You watch diligently through the panes of the closet door, as he scraped the large kitchen knife he wielded in his hand against the wall, making a harsh metallic sound as you cringed at the thought.

Brandishing a kitchen knife the glint of the knife catching your eye as he walked past.

You prayed in your head over and over

“Please, please, please, please don’t let him find me.”

Luckily enough he walked right past the dark closet which had you hidden inside.

You listened intensely until the door shut and hesitantly opened the wooden panel with shaky hands.

Stepping out of there, you had to get out of there quickly, it’s only a matter of time before he found you. Striding towards the door wondering to yourself if you should open it. After all you had no idea what could be outside, for all you know he could be waiting outside that very door with his knife.. shivering again.

Deciding to just do it before you back out, you slowly turn the knob, very slowly and peak out of the crack and it seems like there’s no sign of Kokichi, all you see is a dark hallway, you could barely see. He probably turned off the lights to mess with you, he knows you don’t know how to navigate.

You felt as if your feet couldn’t move but you forced yourself anyways, moving one after the other, stepping into the hall. Suddenly the adrenaline kicked in, you were escaping, you’re gonna be free, finally free away from this hell-hole. As if your feet were moving on their own they carried you far you had no idea where you were going, you went inside the first room you saw, hoping to find anything to help, a window or something, anything.

You swung the door open, thank god it was unlocked, you breathed a sigh of relief. Scanning the room side to side upon entry, a small dark room a little crowded with boxes seemed to be a storage room.

Your ears perked up at the distant sound of footsteps. As the noise grew closer it followed with a soft humming of a cheerful tune, it sounded like it was heading straight in your direction. You had to think fast.

Spotting a tall shelf you decided that was your only choice, your options growing short. Quickly you quietly stepped on the wooden floor as fast as you could and curled up behind it for cover.

Just your luck, the doorknob immediately began to rattle and steadily open with an eerie creek. You felt your breathing unsteadily increase.

Your eyelids shut, along with your hand over your mouth to cover your harsh breath, repeating mantras of safety in your head.

“Boo~” you heard a quiet whisper so close to your ear you could feel his breath.

You let out an ear-splitting shriek, jumping up and falling on your butt from shock. “I guess this means I win!” He announced childishly. Eyes widening, looking back onto the deep purple of his eyes. You can’t get caught so easily, you weren’t losing this chance, who knows if you would get another one?

You stood up with trembling legs, so fast your head felt dizzy from the adrenaline and booked it, turning on your heels in the only direction you could, only to be soon yanked by the hair backwards, your neck straining from the position.

“Now, now.” He said through gritted teeth, holding you next to himself by the roots of your hair. “Just where do you think you’re going, darling?” his tone dangerously low.

You winced from the pain he held over you, trying to get out of his hands. “nngh” you squirmed, “Let go!” you demanded.

He laughed at your request, “Now why would I do that, hmm?” he snickered.

You did everything you could to get away from his grasp but it was pointless, you didn’t want to accept that fact.

Only then did you remember the knife he was carrying, swiftly glancing down to his other hand which in fact tightly gripped the handle of the weapon.

“Did you really think i was that dumb?” He mockingly stated. “The closet was such a dumb place to go, I just had to wait ‘til you found a new hiding spot.” The liar traced along with a devious giggle.

That’s when your vision went hazy, unable to hold your eyes open any longer. Drifting off to unconsciousness. sorry for the cliché

When you awoke you found yourself right back where you started, in the dark and dusty place you’ve been confined to all this time. Bound by your joints, unable to move.

You try to struggle against the ropes desperately, doing anything you can but it was to little use, they weren’t getting any looser.

As if someone heard the noise from you squirming around, the door opened, enlightening the entry way with light and in walked a short figure. Too dark to make out but you knew who it was, it was all too clear when you heard his signature voice.

“Well, look who’s finally awake.” an audible smug grin adorning his lips.

Light footsteps walked over till he was standing right in front of your immobile body, to the point you could now see Kokichi clearly.

That’s when you smelt it, the familiar nostalgic smell, it made you sick. Cigarettes. You didn’t know Kokichi smoked.

“Y’know,” he started, “I do all of this for you!” preforming a pout on his lips.

“I never asked for this!” you shouted in retaliation. “You-“

That’s all you could say before you felt a hot sharp sting on your cheek, not even processing it until a few seconds later.

The sound reverberated on the concrete walls, your head turned to the side, rendered by the initial shock of the impact.

Kokichi let out a sigh, turning to face you with disappointment, “How many times have you I told you not to run away? Hmm?” Looking you straight in the eyes. “Twenty.. Thirty… Huh?” Demanding an answer. You didn’t want to give in, looking in the other direction, trying to ignore what he’s saying.

“You’re not getting away with it this time.” no discernible emotion opposed to anger in his voice, still with that arrogant smirk., his eyes narrowed.

You shot your eyes back at him, putting on a brave face to show you’re not scared, even though you know what’s to come.

Kokichi shuffled forward so close to you that your nose was almost touching his.

A grin so wide it sent chills down your spine spread across his face, “I’m gonna make sure you never get the idea to misbehave again..” Kokichi taunted clearly enjoying himself.

Moving his right hand to his mouth to take a long drag of the cigarette with a deep inhale, staring you down.

The smoke going straight into your lungs, causing a coughing fit in your throat, much to Kokichi’s amusement.

He took the cigarette out with two fingers, still with an evil grin.

You looked at him with begging eyes, tears welling in your eyes. He wasn’t going to what you’re thinking, right?

You were proven wrong, seconds later when a burning hot sensation pressed deep into the side of your neck. That’s when the tears in your eyes raced down your face as you let out a painful yelp at the initial collision.

Moving your eyes to the source where you see Kokichi pressing the lit cigarette into your skin with all of his strength.

Seeing the piercing smoke waft off of your skin set waves of panic down your body. Clenching your eyes shut as rampant tears found their way out. Screaming in terror and from the excruciating pain. Your cry earning a chuckle from the supreme leader. “Awe, does that hwurt?” He patronized with faux sympathy as he mercifully stopped pressing the cigarette into you.

Answering his question you nodded your head up and down, not wanting to face him again, as he flicked the used ash off of the cigarette.

Hearing a sudden change in his voice, “Good, you deserve every second of this, bitch!” he replied, with genuine sounded anger.

He soon pressed the now shorter cigarette into your collar bone, feeling more painful the second time as you screamed in pain once more. When will this torture end? “Please!” you begged with a trembling voice, almost unable to speak through the pain. “I’m sorry!” You felt as if you can’t take anymore, beginning to get lightheaded. He continued pushing it on your skin for a few more seconds before letting out a long disappointed sigh. Slowly letting it back up and throwing it on the ground, squishing it under his shoe.

The same fingers lifted your face by your chin, making you face him once more. Where you expected a scowl there was a light innocent smile, worrying you further.

All he did was wipe the hot tears from your swollen eyes, you cringing at his touch.

Soon, he stood up and cheerfully walked to the door he came from, leaving you still tied up.

sorry for the lack of posts recently, i’ve been feeling unmotivated due to some self esteem issues with my writing. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

First of all, she understands. Who wouldn’t be terrified when the ultimate assassin is obsessed with you. It’s a scary experience!

She really hoped that things wouldn’t be like the way they turned out, but there’s no denying the way you see her.

When you first expressed your fear towards her, along with her disappointment, she’s somber inside. The one and only person she loved so dearly views her as a monster.

She can’t help but blame herself of course, she’s the one constantly threatening the people around you two.

She can’t even get a word in before you find any excuse to leave, finding any way to avoid her like the plague.

Once she knows she can’t do anything to really “court you” of course she has to resort to what she knows best, physical force. She can’t just let you leave her life!

She’ll tie you up and force herself to be very overly friendly and sweet around you, to the extent where it’s even more creepy than her normal behavior.

A forced toothy grin with dead eyes as she makes her best attempt at anything ranging from actual humor or flattering compliments.

She just wants to prove to you that there is a sweet side to her, and she can be a good lover!

While your there tied up she might push your boundaries and force physical affections upon you even if your begging her not to, but it will be very stiff and unnatural even if Maki is truly enjoying it, which she is!

She does in fact have a soft side but even with you it needs some time to really come out. Unfortunately for her, you show no interest in waiting around to see it, so your not coming out of those ropes anytime soon.

She would do almost anything to get you to return her feelings. She would kill anyone, you name them, they’re gone. Although that might not be the best approach, so she’ll try to spoil you in other ways.

Of course, Maki’s been watching your back for a while, so she generally knows the kind of food you like, the things you like to play with, and she’ll get you anything you want. Anything.

If you don’t accept these however, and continue to be stubborn, she didn’t want to have to resort but if she can’t have your genuine love and affection then the next best thing would be well scaring you into loving her. By threats of course, anything you hold dear is on the line so tread carefully. A scared submissive darling is better than just a scared darling.

If your still scared and stubborn after all that, you two are going to have problems.

Sometimes she truly can’t help herself, she loves you and wants to explore her feelings so badly. She just needs to feel you, to be close to you because as long as she can feel your warm body on hers, even for a moment, everything is okay.