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✎Artist : Savageman53 - DeviantArt
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Here is a little helper:✏︎(y/n)=your name
✏︎(l/n)=your last name
✏︎(h/l)=hair length
✏︎(h/c)=hair color
✏︎(e/c)=eye color
✏︎(s/c)=skin color
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⋆The words in italics represent thoughts.⋆
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✎Requested by Fnrewuyfw
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Characteristics of the reader:
✏︎Sick
✏︎Desesperate
✏︎Weak
✏︎Genius
✏︎Bitter
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⚠️Warning⚠️
This part will contain heavy themes such as : illness, death and despair. If these theme triggers you, please skip.
╚═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*══╝The rays of the sun, it's movement. You followed their awakeness and sleepiness: it was your schedule. Waking up and going to sleep at the same time: such was the boring life of someone's bedridden.
The warmth and active life of the Kingdom of Dressrosa were inaccessible to you only through imagination.
The door opening loudly without a care for your privacy, that, that wasn't imagination but reality. Donquixote Doflamingo held no respect toward anyone but himself. Smelling strong perfume he twirled in this sad beige room of yours. It was a contrast: a loud colourful character in a forgettable environment such as this. "My, my, hello there!"
What a show-off.
You greeted him shortly and turned your interest toward the large window. "Don't you dare show your back to me (y/n)!"
"We have nothing to tell each other, Donquixote."
"I keep you here only because of your brother." he spat, venomously.
Diamante, your brother. He wouldn't even bother standing up to him as he agreed: you held no use. You were sick, always been, and always will. He simply held onto you as a promise made to your parents. You were alone. That was your reality.
You stretched your lips into a fake smile; a polite facade. "Thank you."
He grimaced. "You owe me too much to be so disobliging, (y/n). Know your place."
"My place? It's in this room, in this bed, every day. Can I just-"
"No. We're not taking you outside. We have other much important things to do."
And he turned around and went to the door. This time, you wouldn't let it slide. "Why do you keep coming to see me if it's just to denigrate me?"
Shoulders jerked up and down. He was mocking. Openly mocking you. The fact he thought showing you his back would hide his laughter was insulting. The urge to scream your anger was excruciating to hold back. So, with your hands, grabbing the bedsheets, shaking angrily: "I hate you."
Your face felt bloated under sudden contact. A slap.
You yelped. "How dare you!?"
"You owe me respect!" he shouts, shaking your frail body by the shoulders. He was angered.
"It seems you're forgetting I have nothing to loose except my own life."
"Which is worth nothing."
You laughed dryly. It was merely a laugh, more like a sharp complaint. "My point, precisely."
His fingers twitched as he rushed toward the door, ready to leave in thunder.
"I could be useful Donquixote."
He laughed and slapped his knees. "Please!"
"My body doesn't follow my mind, that's all. I can destroy as much as I want."
"Wait? You're not kidding."
You snorted. "What would be worst for a murderer? Being left alone in a cell with the victim's family armed to the bone or killed in one shot? Please go ahead."
He smiled. "You might be proficient enough for me to keep you by my side."
"Glad to see I'm deranged enough for your taste. Have a nice day, boss."
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Damn, that was a hard one. I've never been good at writing sick readers and with Doffy's manipulative side, it added even more of a challenge. So I've gone down the insane path.▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
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