uh...its been a while. this will be a monty x reader story. it may contain: self harm suicidal stuff abuse (drugs/alcohol/parents/partner)[MAY CONTAIN] deep thoughts, crazy even relatable things suggestive themes(fluff, lime type stuff, lemon stuff even) a gator man with anger issues, and perhaps a soft spot, who knows? this i am writing late at night after having bad thoughts, and i needed some form of comfort. this is not going to be something made necessarilly in a random persons pov. it may contain things (such as hair length) that does not apply to you. the point of an x reader is to use your imagination as well. please dknt complain jn the comments about a clothing piece you dont like, if you dont like it, think you dont where it, or deal with it if your like me, not liking to change stories even though not liking designs. summary: As a kid...they always were some kind of outcast... or so they felt. they had friends but...never felt the right connections, full of false and true worry. "am i not good enough for them...?" "are they talking about me...?" "why do they stick around..?" "am i doing everything to make them happy? am i truly the selfish one? and i really manipulative? am i-" darkness. finally asleep. a memory..? whats this from? of course...the time you spent trapped in a hell hole...only (an age between 7 and 12) at the time... they left you. but...some you never knew came to your rescue...you cannot remember their names or faces... BZZT! BZZT! "GAH! ugh...stupid alarm..." (y/n) a (19-29 age) year old (your gender identity, sorry if i put she/hers in the story, that is mine. i will correct it as soon as i can) has woken up to go work at the semi familiar hell hole, gaining things who helped keep their worries down, and have a better life, working along with a semi grumpy lady named Vanessa...and someone they admire, but cant admit to telling them. a wild chase for a child included! ok enough of that, where will this story go? read to find out!
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