Tentacles Entangled (Squidward x Reader)

Another Love Triangle???

Blood pulsed out of (Y/N)'s deep wounds with each heartbeat. She laid on the basement floor in a pool of her own blood. Some of it dry, some of it not. Sponge to the mother fucking bob has been beating her for days with no remorse. She had every right to be afraid of him. He despised her.

With tears in her eyes, (Y/N) turned to Plankton who was still stuck in his little jar. "Aren't you gonna help me, ya little booger" asked (Y/N). Sheldon gave a nasty face and said, "Bitch, i'm in a jar! How the fuck can I help you in this situation?" (Y/N) groaned at that annoyingly sexy single-celled organism. She knew that she had to escape, but she has seen every inch of this basement and there isn't any sign of escaping.

Plankton new (Y/N) was mad at him, not because he couldn't help her out, but because he wasn't getting beaten like she had. She thought he had it easy... but what she didn't know is that seeing her getting hurt... hurt his little gay ass heart more than anything. Seeing her cry out in pain made his heart feel like it was shattering and stabbing into all of his other organs that single celled organisms don't have. He... he liked (Y/N). Liked liked (fuck Karen ig). Spongebob knew that and was using it to his advantage.

The front door of the pineapple under the sea slammed shut. Tiny little squeaks made its way around the home above them. He was home... (Y/N) knew that it was only a matter of time now before Spongebob would make his way downstairs. More pain. More torture. They could hear that annoying high-pitched voice above them. It once sounded like innocence, but now all (Y/N) can do is cry like a sad little emo child.

"Quiet, (Y/N) or he'll hear you!" Sheldon said, trying to calm her down.

(Y/N) whimpered. She knew Plankton's little penis self was right. If Spongebob heard her crys he would be even more excited to torture her. He would head down sooner. If they were lucky he wouldn't head down to the basement for a few hours. It may have only been a few days (at least... that's what they thought) but they knew the routine by now.

"Plankton, you're smart and a scientist..." This made Plankton's little dick twitch bc he likes (Y/N).

"Y-yeah" He said back.

"How do I stop the bleeding?" (Y/N) said while applying pressure to the wound. "I feel like I'm going to pass out, Sheldon, I need help!"

"Woah bitch, calm the fuck down! I just told you to stfu!" Sheldon said.

"Do I hear my buddies downstairsssss~" Spongebob sang as his squeaking shoes became louder.

Plankton sighed. "It's not like the medical advice I have would help you. Not when 'you know who' is coming downstairs. I'll try to help you out later okay? We just need to prepare for... now."

"More like I need to prepare, Sheldon. It's not like you're going to suffer as much as me."

Damn. Bitch be throwing some shade. It was kinda sexy.

But, she was wrong. His middle school teachers always said mental abuse was the same as physical. (Y/N) was a fucking idiot... and that was sexy too. Why did he suddenly feel this way? Was it because they were locked down here together with death not coming quickly enough?

The door at the top of the stairs slammed open, Spongebob wearing his usual menacing grip. But something caught (Y/N) off guard. Spongeboob didn't have a fish hook, the fish hook he used to abuse her. He didn't have... anything. What did he have planned?

(Y/N) could only stare like a deer in the headlights. She tried to scoot away from her usual spot, closer to a corner. Anywhere farther away then where Spongebob currently was standing. That did not stop the spongebob however.

"I have a different kind of torture planned for you today, (Y/N)? Are ya ready?"

(Y/N) shook her head no, tears streaming down her face.

"Well... I'm ready." Spongebob said, his once usual cheerful catchphrase now turned grim and horrid. His evil smile returned as he grabbed (Y/N) bloody body and held it down as if she would somehow be able to escape.

"Spongebob! Get off of me! Stop it!" Was all that (Y/N) could say before being truly out of energy.

Spongebob's body was covering Sheldon's view of (Y/N), making him grow more furious. "Get away from her!" Plankton said, banging on the glass jar. Spongebob ignored him as he slowly started to unzip his squarepants.

He leaned toward (Y/N), lifting up her dress. "I need a vessel, (Y/N). How else will I be able to raise a child with Squidward?"

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