What I Deserve (Danvid)

What I Deserve (Danvid)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jun 21, 2018
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❗️WARNING. STOP NOW IF YOU ARE BOTHERED BY ANY OF THE FOLLOWING: DANVID, GAY COUPLES, SMUT, OR VIOLENCE. ****may contain self harm/implied self harm in later chapters**** ............ Still here? Great! I'm kinda bad at descriptions, but I'll try my best. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I lay alone in the very uncomfortable hospital bed, with nothing but my cracked mind to keep me company. Quite the sarcastic downer it was, too. 'Nice going, idiot' It snarled at me, 'I bet you just can't wait to breath fresh air again...OH WAIT! You won't. The only oxygen you'll breath after you recover will be the stale, grey air of a prison cell.' With this thought, I heaved a sigh. Admittedly, drinking my own poison in a show of flair was not my best idea...Suddenly conscious of another prescence in the room, I dragged myself from my stupor to see a woman dressed in black, staring at me. "Can I help you miss?" I asked hoping my signature charisma might charm her...to no avail. "So it is true..." she whispered, her eyes never breaking thier hateful glare, "The madman got a taste of his own Kool-Aid." ---Camp Camp and itscharacters belong to Rooster Teeth art belongs to @crystalslash
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"Please, don't hurt her!" Sam pleaded. I looked at Sam, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. I gave him a weak smile trying to reassure everything would be fine even though I was absolutely terrified. The cold blade pressed closer to my neck nearly cutting the skin. "Sam, you know what I want," Dream cooed yanking on my hair earning a yelp from my mouth. "And if you wish for her safety, I suggest you hand it over." this is a Awesamdude x reader (if you can't tell by the title :D) y/n= your name Cover art made by me and I do not give permission for others to use it. Does not 100% follow the plot timing and events, so if you get a little confused thats why. if Awesamdude or any dreamsmp member sees this and is uncomfortable i will take it down as fast as possible. NO SMUT I'm not comfortable with it so I won't write it. Prounouns= she/her Btw i'm short af so to torture the character she will be 5'4 cuz that about my hight :) if your over that good for you ily and wish I was that tall 🙂 Have a good day/night! -Exotic Tea

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