OC Oneshots✨

1. Ryuk

No, this isn't the Shinigami from Death Note, I just liked the name. The characters are kinda based on the people they were named after though (character or design based)

TW// Blood/Murder/slight yandere behaviour, Sexual harassment (nearly assault), mentions of alcohol/someone being drunk

I wrote this a while ago so it's kinda short😅

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The dark alley way was all too familiar to her.
This was the place she'd gotten assaulted at least once while she was concious. She was clutching her bag, eyes alert as she scanned the area, terrified of this place. Her hand had clutched the pepper spray bottle in her bag as she continued to silently make her way through the alley.

"Why must this be my only way home?" she thought, almost crying yet again as she made it past the corner where a drunk man had pinned her down once.
"At least I didn't get pregnant" she sighed inaudibly and made her way towards the entrance of her house, knees trembling as she subconciously pulled her skirt down to cover herself more.

As she almost made it, key already in hand, strong hands grabbed her wrists making it unable for the small woman to defend herself, her anorexic body was already too weak to fight back

"Please... Let me go.. I just want to go home..." her murmurs were choked by sobs.

The man just mumbled something drunkenly and pushed her to the nearest wall making her drop her bags. Her cries were quiet but louder now, wishing she was dead or her oh so beloved boyfriend would be there to save her. Yet he never volunteered to walk her home-even after her assault. He didn't want to go there as it was too dirty for him.
She got snapped back into reality as the man started to rip at her clothes, desperately trying to undress her.

She just wanted let out a scream just as she felt the man stop abruptly, gurgling and falling over, a warm liquid trailing down her neck.

Panicked she turned around, coming face to face with a pale, blood stained face, a tounge running along a sharp knife licking up the blood.
"You should've said that you live here. I would've accompanied you"
The husk, raspy voice calmed her yet she was still terrified as she stared at the knife, gaze slowly shifting to the bleeding corpse on the ground.

"Y-you... You stabbed.. His throat.."

"Mhm. I didn't want you to get harmed." he balanced the knife on one finger, staring at her intensly.
"Why doesn't your 'beloved' go with you, although being surely aware of the dangers lurking behind each corner"
The man cringed at the word 'beloved', venom dripping from the way he pronounced it.

"He.. He just doesn't deem it necessary-"
Her heart pounded as he let out a dry laugh, leaning back before putting his hands on either side of her head, leaning down to her level

"The unnecessary thing is him. I've watched you. You were about to have a panic attack. How can he sleep peacefully, knowing that you're fucking alone here, nobody there to protect you?" His tone was calm but he looked dead serious and angered.

"You.."

"Eh?" he blinked, confused at the mumbled word.

"You.. You came and.. And saved me... Idiot.."
She poked his chest softly, playing with the blood stained accessories. "Why..?"

He grinned, lifting her chin with the knife.

"Because I'd be lying if I said that I didn't enjoy your company... Apple"