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Broken ribs
Bruised lips
Ripped skin
Breathing in
*trigger warning, please don't read if your easily triggered*
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Blooded scars
"He bore too many scars, mentally, physically, yet I cherished each and every one like it was my own to heal. I loved every scar he carried. I was aware he was wounded. No, wait, deep down I knew his soul was wounded. Still, I loved him. I loved his wounded soul. I-I gave him everything I had in me. EVERYTHING, bu-" She pauses, wiping the tears that began rolling down her eyes, then chuckles to herself. "But what about the scars he inflicted upon me? I could never embrace them. He took everything from me-my body.. my soul and left me wounded. I have nothing left of me at this point. He wounded me beyond repair. So, Tell me Doctor, how can I love my scars? How can I love my wounds? Because as of now, I've completely forgotten how to love at all." ~Scar x Gia~
Ten Sins || #Wattys2015
"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."Concluída
Senior year// punk h.e.s
dreams are crushed, soul mates are found. × short story × COMPLETED (20/9/15) I originally wrote this when I was like 12 so soz lmao @hazzzascupcaakeConcluída
A Typical Time Turner Mishap
The classic story. James Sirius Potter is being a prick and accidentally sends himself, his friends, his cousins, and his siblings to the year 1995. How will the people of the past react to seeing the future generation? How will the future generation ever get home? In this, secrets will be revealed, families and friends reunited, and hopefully, the future will be better. James Sirius Potter x Fem!OC Malfoy ‼️TW: This story contains mentions of abuse so beware!‼️ *This story will contain swearing and maybe some inappropriate comments/jokes/situations so if you aren't comfortable with that, don't read this.* *I do not own Harry Potter at all. I only own my original character and her plot/backstory.*Concluída
CLOSER | H.S.
To love a psycho, a psycho you must become. // COMPLETED // {WARNING: This fiction contains extreme violence, drug abuse, explicit sexual content and features strong language not suitable for minors. Discretion is advised.}Concluída
DESTITUTE || HS ✔️
❝IF I COULD BE HONEST FOR ONE DAY, EVEN JUST FOR A SPLIT SECOND, I'D TELL YOU THAT I'M HURTING. AND I MEAN REALLY HURTING.❞ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED | 2017 FUCKERINGSConcluída
TWIST H.S.
Harry once asked me what was the most painful thing I've endured in my life, I couldn't answer to him back then but, hearing his desperate plead for me to hold on I got my answer now. ¨Hold on please, darling.¨ And for the first time since knowing him I wanted to listen to him only now I physically couldn't but I forced myself for him, for my ray of sunshine, for my angel. It took everything in me to open my eyes but I mustered all my energy and weakly opened them to see my favorite shade of green staring back at me, and almost as a reflex ever so slowly my lips curled up at the sight of him. However, at the sight of me grief washed all over his face. I'm here but it's as if he was mourning me. I've never felt so helpless in my life, I wanted to assure him that this isn't his fault, I wish I had the strength to. ¨I'm sorry baby, I'll get us out of here.¨ Watery eyes and a determined face promised me and the only thing I could muster was a weak smile. And with that he turned to face our aggressor. ¨My house, my chair, my wife,¨ At the sound of the last word my heart literally skipped a beat and I swear my eyes almost budged off my face when a second ago I could barely keep them open. ¨You better kill me before I fucking get free, you're on borrowed time and I fucking swear I'll have the time of my life making you pay for what you're doing to my wife.¨ ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's not the most ideal thing to be a mafia leader with two kids, and it surely isn't the most logical thing to fall in love with your enemy. -------------- A dark Harry fic with a little twist. Or maybe two.
The saviour in need of saving
One-shot scenario After not hearing from Harry for a long while, the order started to get worried. A few of the members left to go check up on him, but never could they imagine what they would come across. WARNINGS -Abuse (terribly written) - Mentions of self-harm scars, depression symptoms?, lowkey suicidal thoughts -Child murder + Alternative ending *For a complete proof read, mistake free and slightly edited version(grammar wise) read the one on my AO3 account. Same title and account name*Concluída
"He bore too many scars, mentally, physically, yet I cherished each and every one like it was my own to heal. I loved every scar he carried. I was aware he was wounded. No, wait, deep down I knew his soul was wounded. Still, I loved him. I loved his wounded soul. I-I gave him everything I had in me. EVERYTHING, bu-" She pauses, wiping the tears that began rolling down her eyes, then chuckles to herself. "But what about the scars he inflicted upon me? I could never embrace them. He took everything from me-my body.. my soul and left me wounded. I have nothing left of me at this point. He wounded me beyond repair. So, Tell me Doctor, how can I love my scars? How can I love my wounds? Because as of now, I've completely forgotten how to love at all." ~Scar x Gia~
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