Various Oneshots

Spooky month Hatzgang x reader

trigger warning for/ suicidal thoughts, dark thoughts, depression, anxiety please let me know if I've missed anything
Authors note- Can be read as platonic but why would you
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(Y/n) was sitting in the park, getting a lot of glares from people. Their music was turned up so high they couldn't even hear their thoughts, it was probably for the better.

Thinking too much caused that inevitable feeling that nothing was going to change and maybe that it was better to be around to witness it. That feeling was scary- they didn't want to die they just want things to ch-

Three friendly faces appear in view, trying to get (Y/n)'s attention. (Y/n) slides out their headphones, though it did nothing so they pause it.

"Hi (Y/n)!" Robert smiles cheerfully.
How does he do it?

(Y/n) felt angry, but just pushed it down. Robert is their friend, they can't be jealous of him for being happy.

"What's with the fucking music?" Roy asked, popping some candy into his mouth.
Roy also had problems, (Y/n) had thought about every conversation that could happen if they told Roy about their own problems. Most of them weren't good.

(Y/n) shrugs. "I just like it."

Robert and Ross join them sitting on the bench that faced toward the park.

They began to chat, (Y/n) stays quiet for the first few minutes then slowly begins to forget that terrible feeling.

Robert's phone rings and he glances down at it.

"Ah cool." He smiles opening his phone and looked to be emailing somebody.
"What is it, man?" Ross asked.

"My brother has been helping me try to find a job lately and there's a place hiring," Robert explains, Roy rolled his eyes.

"Why do you want to work?"
"So I can live comfortably in the future." (Y/n)'s mind shifts in an instant as they begin to think about their future.

'You're going to die alone'
'You're life is going to be terrible'
'Why be around for that pain'

They hadn't even realized that tears were streaming down their face, their whole body shaking.

"(Y/n)?" Ross asked quietly, he sets a hand on their shoulder. (Y/n)'s breath picked up, they were having a panic attack.

Their friends are going to hate them. They're going to think they're weak.

At this point, all three boys were looking at (Y/n) with concern. Ross was the first to act, he pulls (Y/n) into a hug and rubs their back. He gently rocks their body trying to soothe them.

"Hey, it's okay." He says softly, (Y/n)'s head fought back.

Nothing was okay, things would only get worse. They didn't want to die, they were scared of death so why is their mind trying so hard to convince them that this was the way out? Their own thoughts were scaring them.

(Y/n) couldn't breathe everything was spinning, and they felt lightheaded. They lean their head against Ross, trying to calm down.

After what felt like an eternity, they're breathing became even and only soft hiccups and sniffles remained.

Ross didn't let go and continued to rock them, they wipe their eyes.

"Sorry.."
"(Y/n) don't be sorry, it's okay." Robert gives a comforting smile.

"What happened?" Roy asked, only to be glared at by Ross.

"I-I mean if you want to talk about it."

"..." Could they be trusted? Would they leave? Does it matter?

"...everything is getting worse, there is so much going on in my head and I can't voice that anything is wrong because I'm scared, I'm scared that I won't have a good life, that things will only get worse, I'm scared.. of my thoughts." They vent fresh tears running down their face.

All of them were taken back.
"(Y/n).." Robert starts

"Things will always look bad but that's only if you think about them that way, as stupid as it sounds you need to look at everything differently." Roy sets his hand on (Y/n)'s knee, he rubs it in a comforting manner.

"It's hard and things aren't going to change for a long time, but you'll get through it because you're strong. I mean look at how old you are you've survived this long."

Everyone was shocked, no one expected Roy to comfort anyone.

"Yeah (Y/n) Roy is right, things will get better and we'll be here for you." Robert stands up and walks over to (Y/n) hugging them. Roy was pulled in by Ross.

"Thanks, guys." (Y/n) smiles with tears of happiness.

"Don't thank us, the least you deserve is some kindness." (Y/n) hugs tighter.

Maybe things would get better, it was hard to say.

They might as well stick around to find out. But until things get better they have loud music and the Hatzgang.