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This is my submission for the 50-Word Fic Challenge hosted by @deadbranch . This is a dark piece that can be triggering so please do not read it you are bothered by bodily harm or suic!de.
Passion turned obsession
made nails turn to daggers with punishing force
If only you weren’t wishing for your demise
“Come on luv, just a little bit more.”
Once pure sheets stained in blood drawn under heavy hand
'Please forgive me for my transgressions'
“Just a bit more until you’re forgiven.”
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Aka: Yandere captor (any Cod man but I wrote it with Gaz in mind) punishes you for your failed suicide attempt.
I'm Not That Kind of Talent- Deon & Ed (Earlier Chapters)
SUMMARY: A short fic of one of Deon's attempts to escape.
"Commander Demon?"
Hearing the familiar title, Deon flinched.
"Why are you standing on the window?" The aide began to sweat, trying to compose himself. The zero'th commander should be resting right now. But...
Ed stared at the cloak that is so dark, it could pass as camouflage at the night sky. The mask that the commander is wearing, as well as the....fuzzy pillow slippers?
?!
"Commander?"
The eyes that stared at Ed like he is but a mere child who cannot understand genius concepts.
Oh....he understands now.
He took a step forward, meanwhile 'Demon' took a step back. Before the commander knew it, his aide was towering in front of him. He may or may not have imagined hundreds of torture methods falling on him.
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50 word submission because I’m a lil too shy to post on main
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He was Price’s right hand man. Loyal. Dependable. A trusted soldier to shoot where asked. Where there was Price, there was Gaz.
At home, he was the right side of the bed. Loyal. Dependable. A trusted husband who loved without being asked. Where there was you, ‘us’, there was Gaz.
I legitimately teared up reading that last line. OMG
Thank you for writing this and letting me share it with the fandom.
Day 1 —Select a book at random in the room. Find a novel or short story, copy down the last sentence and use this line as the first line of your new story.
It is not a story, per se, but it's just been on my mind, bugging me, so why the hell not, I wrote down this little half-drabble. Well, I took the last sentence of the first chapter because the last sentence of the book was "I knew we would." ^^;;
Also I'm not a native speaker, just to warn you.
Everyone jumped out of their skin with the loud noise. Naruto, who slammed his hands onto the table, turned his furious glance towards Sasuke. "That's it! You-" he pointed his finger at Sasuke. His hand was visibly shaking. "I don't want to see your face anymore! Don't even try to call me!"
Assuming Naruto was upset at something else but taking out on him, Sasuke relaxed a little. Even though Naruto's condition was visible and it would do him no good, he couldn't help himself; he teased and edged him forward. "Look who is talking. I thought you wouldn't leave that submissive shell of yours. What happened? This is the first time you seriously raised your voice towards me."
With the small smirk on Sasuke's face, Naruto saw red. This was probably the first time in his life he felt the flames of anger covered his whole body and ate him alive. So much, it was so much that he started to feel physically hurt. He took a deep breath and got out of his seat. If he didn't leave now...
His sudden morose eyes startled Sasuke than he could ever with anything else; he had never seen Naruto change his mood so easily and fast. Generally he would sulk and annoy the hell out of him for a long time until he settled for a more normal expression.
"Really, Sasuke-sempai? That was before you destroyed all my respect for you."
The only thing left behind was the huge eyes of the witnesses, the soft sounds of Naruto's departing shoes and Sasuke's frozen body from shock.