" angel aura // honesty , forgiveness , truth "
trigger warnings : cursing, mentions of death, blood, mentions of suicide, generally sad stuff
( blast to the past ⌛️ typa shit i been on )
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third person pov
Y/n stared up at the painted ceilings, unable to stop shaking.
Jester was in a chair next to their bed, covered in a thin blanket from Charlie. They were all worried, which confused Y/n. Sure, they could see why they'd care but- they dont know Y/n.
Maybe they were weirdos too. Who cares.
"Hey, mind if I ask you something?"
Y/n turned their head to look at him, humming out a "yes". Jester sat up, crossing his legs and scratching his hair.
"I know this might be super insensitive, but.."
"hm?"
"Why dont you and Ranboo live with your parents? How did you guys even get to this point?"
Y/n took a second to process what he said. How did they even get to this point? It had barely been, what, a month and a half or 2 since they first met the "heroes"? 3 at max.
"they aren't around anymore. haven't been since we, were, like.. 13 and 14."
The man furrowed his eyebrows.
"Deadbeat parents are terrib-"
"our mom's weren't deadbeat parents. i see what you mean, but they weren't. they passed away."
"Oh. Sorry."
He whispered, scratching his head. He waved his other hand for them to continue talking. Y/n sat up and sighed, fixing their blanket.
"we were both home when they, umm.. yknow, offed themselves. we didn't really live too good, i've lived in south-side my entire life."
They shrugged, messing with one of their bracelets as he nodded for them to continue.
"it was rainy and nobody in our family does well with the rain, i was playing on our wii in the living room and ranboo was doing, like, homework or something. we kept hearing banging but just ignored it."
They hiccuped, the memory still stinging their heart after all those years.
"so, he went to go check it out after a while. see all of my scars? the dents and that part of my missing finger?"
They pulled back their blankets to show him the worse scars, their skin trembling and struggling every time they breathed.
"that's what happened after me falling in a pool. our moms stood in a thunderstorm for 30 minutes. guess the damage that would do."
He raised his brows.
"They died from that? Why didn't they just.. go inside?"
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CHRISTMAS KIDS - YANDERE ! DSMP SUPERHERO AU + TEEN ! READER
Hayran Kurgu🗡️ " IM LEAVING, PHIL! IM LEAVING, NOW-" there are three rules in life : love your family love yourself run started :: 11 / 25 / 2021 finished :: ?? / ?? / ?? " IM GOING TO ESCAPE BUT YOU WONT KNOW HOW " -posted originally on wattpad. fuck you teen...
