The Minimalist (yandere!Tears of Themis x reader)

pretty bones

i have to poop so badly but i dont wanna get up. 

my dog is also sleepin in my bed with me and she is taking up all the space. but shes so cute. 

so i let it slide. 

anyways, lemme go ahead and give out a ncie little TW. 

heavy domestic abuse. 

blood, gore, knives. 

nonconsensual contact. 

manipulation. 

this chapter is quite the doozy for our poor Y/n. i also feel like this one is probs gonna be the worst one ive ever written. its gonna be triggering. 

one last thing before the terribleness begins tho: 

i farted. 

her bare feet made contact with the hard wood, Vyn was two steps behind her, marius had laid himself out over the railing, face propped up in his hands as he watched the escape attempt in front of him. 

vyn was surprisingly fast for such a nerdy, and old man. 

y/ns heart was racing, she reached out for the wall and raced towards the door. but sadly, vyns legs were longer, and therefore he caught hold of her easily. 

"oh no no, theres no where to run my dear." he said calmly. 

"get off!"

she bucked and kicked, ignoring the horrible pain in her shoulder as Vyn wrapped his arms around her waist and tried to carry her away. the top of her head slammed into his chin, her foot stomped onto his toes. 

but it didnt even phase him. 

there was a burning look of insanity behind those golden eyes. one that she knew he had been holding back this whole time. 

and now, it was official. 

she was fucked. 

he dragged her back as she started to yelled. 

"let me go! let go of me! get off!"

her voice was raw, vyn was tired of her shrill cry. 

he dropped her to the ground, and she landed with an oomph on her back. his foot pushed down on her chest. keeping her in place and stopped her from breathing a little. 

"this couldve gone much easier you know that?" Vyn growled. 

"st-stop-" she wheezed. 

he pushed down harder, his lip curling into some sort of smile when he saw tears forming in her eyes. 

"say please." he teased. 

her mouth struggled to form the words. 

"p-l-pl-plea-"

he clicked his tongue, wagging a finger in front of her face. 

"your taking to long my love."

his foot left her chest, granting her releif. she thought it was over, she though that was it. 

but his foot only slammed into her side, making her gasp and try to move. he was quick though, and stepped down on her shoulder, the injured one. 

"argh!" 

she screamed loudly, her hands clasping around his ankle and trying to pull it off her. but he only leaned down more. 

"come on, cry." he growled.