𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐢'𝐦 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 ❥ 𝐫𝐲𝐨 + 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

authors note:
HEYYY OH MY GOD it's been almost three weeks i'm so sorry i had so much going on with my family and with myself and i was just so tired emotionally and mentally and i was gonna ask a lawyer if throwing horchata at someone counts as assault and it did and i was like bruh well not doing that anymore, there was a ton of stuff goin on that just made me wanna get up and run away but i only have like 80 dollars so i can't BUT there was some good going on i got a job and started working yas ‼️ i am in fact not bisexual i am a lesbian bye and i was like "wtf am i i don't want to be here i want to run away" then realization and went "oh 🧍" BUT that was alright i found a stray cat right and started petting dat mf on some staircases and it fell asleep so i was like "alright i should get home" cuz it was almost pitch fucking black outside besides 2 lights and when i got up mf followed me home so i still sat outside for a bit and i thought it was a girl so i was like "aww imma name you sylvie 🥺" and then i saw it's balls and went "oh never mind 😐 bucky it is then"

OKAY BUT STILL IM SO SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG AND NOT UPDATING ABOUT BEING SLOW BUT WE GOT THROUGH IT YAS HAVE AN AMAZING DAY and yas to the 3 ppl who asked for part 2 for its a sin dis for y'all 🥰

warnings + about: PART 2 FOR ITS A SIN ‼️ same timeline/universe as last one, aftermath + time passing, ryo being emo, lil suggestive but it's soft not 👹 more fluff
word count: 10k

desolate and lonesome, far away from what was was deemed home, where there was safety and one to love. senses filled with apprehension from agonizing screams, blows to his face never leaving the trances of my mind. moon so full illuminating her beauty, her compassion revealed through with beams of light. as like a lantern through the forest, thick of skinny and twisted trees. horrors branched that seemed to dance amongst the wind that mocked me, as if his gentle voice encouraged me to run faster into the night. pitch black darkness it may have been without the guidance of the kind moon, there's no place for me. not for much longer, time had gone by from the curling screams in that little home. in no way by god would i be welcomed again, and once again i have been kicked out of what was deemed a sanctuary. no not the bleak town who betrayed us and spat poison as if we were rodents of the devil that needed to be shunned away, my sanctuary was him.

but now i was lost, my legs had not stopped their movements being pushed to their limit as they blistered from running away. idiotic of me to choose flight instead of fight, so much of what i read of survival of the fittest and even i could not uphold myself with the ability to fight. perhaps it may have not been the best, but my action was cowardly. how could the town betray him and how could have i betray him. stains of the water leaking onto my face was pathetic. i was to collapse, sobbing until no tears were left to cry. sour and burning from the salt, it had been too from running away. naturally my body screamed for rest whilst i refused, it collapsed itself to aid overwork muscles.

in sleep i would mourn and only pray to the heaven above to let me escape the misery, but heaven is keen with knowledge. knowing i am miserable now, dreams of memories with lighter moments to lessen the anchor of sorrow coursing through me. curled up in a ball like a child, crying out as such like a who baby cried for their mother but no comfort came. only the soft wind whispering, ridiculing me like an insignificant ant. slowly, i can escape the reality for a moment, just for a moment would my conscious spare me and let me feel the taste of what death may be. to blank out and avoid this cruel reality casting me away, punishment was it? is this how the world would treat a single human being, where was the merciful god that many speak of? truly if he wanted to help everyone he could, but a selfish god he was for having the ability to cure each and every disease and ever plague of disgust in the world with only fingertips. pathetic.