Bullet to the Heart (Nagisa Shiota X Reader) ON HOLD

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"Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant."

-Robert Louis Stevenson

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3rd Pov

When everything seems fine, when someone thinks all will turn out to be good, can change by just one small movement. By a simple snap of the fingers. There are a lot of things that are delicate in life, a lot. Also many sensitive things. Has anyone stopped and wondered, how delicate is a human? How fragile they are?  Their bones, heart, mind, soul. Everything about them can be destroyed, or altered. Did anyone also know, that a person's biggest enemy is them? Everyone tempts to blame one another, just so they can avoid the reality. The cruel reality of this world. The mind, is a gateway. It can be a jail, or a safe haven. One chooses what it gets to be. People should know, who is in control and who is not.

Pain. Do you know what pain is? It can be many things, and can be caused by many different circumstances. There is the emotional pain, and physical. It's worse when it is both at the same time. It's unpleasant; it's discomforting. What do some do when they're in pain? Seek help? Or drown in their own sorrow. Humans tend to sometimes keep their pain inside, and not let anyone else know about it. Why? Well, some don't want to be a burden. Others think, they're not special enough.

Selfish, selfless. They don't mean the same thing. Selfish is when one thinks about themselves and not the others; they're concerned with their own needs. Selfless it's the total opposite. This means, one tends to care about other's needs before their very own. Interesting, right? Is all of this really necessary? Maybe, maybe not. Anyone can choose what it gets to be. Is it okay, to risk ones life for the sake of others? Is it dumb, or is heroic. Who knows. Different people would choose either of the two, depending on their train of thoughts. Everyone has different opinions. And different point of views.

All of this was going through (Y/N)'s head. Was she dying? No, not yet. But she was hurt, badly hurt. That didn't stop her from standing up, and looking directly at the one they call the Shinigami. He was more confident compared to her, and her feeling tired wasn't helping at all. He looked like he could keep on fighting. It felt as if hours had passed. Yet, he didn't look like he would be going down anytime soon. She did wound him. (Y/N) had pierced him with one of her tentacles on his shoulder, and thigh. But he still was able to move, somehow. Maybe it was the fact that she wasn't aiming for the kill.

"It's that it? It can't be. You're not giving it your all." The Reaper walked up to the girl, and grabbed her chin. He raised her head up, in order for her to look at him in the eyes. They were losing their glow, while his only glowed with bloodlust. "You don't know how to use them, right? You have no control over them, don't you?" He asked her, resulting her on clenching her mouth shut tightly. "S-Shut up, you don't know anything!" Her tentacles moved on their own, as they tried to pierce the Shinigami. He dodged them perfectly. Since the tentacles didn't have an exact trajectory, they were just moving at random. Attacking wherever he moved. It was easy to predict them.

"You're reckless. I can help you with them. If you let them take control, it'll eat you up, consume you like a virus." He tried reasoning with (Y/N), though she didn't want to listen to him, and kept attacking. When the fight started, she had used the weapons she had brought. To normal guns, to tranquilizers, none of them worked. The girl's beautiful (H/C) hair had changed completely to (F/C). Her eyes went even darker, not with her usual ever glow. Her veins were even noticeable as well. If she kept this up, she'd surely lose control, and he knew that. "I thought you worked alone. Even so, I would never work with someone like you! Just give me Irina!" The man appeared in front of her, and hit her on her vital spots on the neck. She fell to the ground, breathing heavily. She wanted to sleep, and not wake up. Too tired. He hit her hard enough to knock her to the ground, but not unconscious. At the beginning of the fight, he had shot her with something. She didn't know what it was, but it sure made her slower and drowsy. Whatever it was, it was also making her bleed.