#tw toxic parents

[strawberry-cowmilk]

them with an mc who grew up with a bad father

-> lucifer, mammon and asmo x mc

mc's gender is not mentioned, not proof read

content warnings: unhealthy relationship with a father, suggestive content (mc sexualizes themself and tries to run off with an old dude in mammon's part), people pleasing, avoidance, crying

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Lucifer

there were days where you would be (overly) affectionate with him, and days where you were avoiding him

like one day you could be in his arms the whole time, and the next you're arriving late at breakfast so you don't have to see him

lucifer figured out you might be afraid of something, so he goes to talk to you about it

eventually you admitted you were afraid to be hurt by him while you would think he loved you and would never harm you

your files mentioned you had a bad relationship with your father, could this be a consequence of that?

lucifer knows this confrontation might have been pretty unpleasant for you, he lowkey feels bad for bringing it up

if you want, he'll bring you to a quiet place, hold you and let you vent whatever you want, but he understands if you don't feel ready

he will let you know he will never hurt you and help you calm down with some tea, soft blankets and your favorite music

Mammon

he is your first man, so he is supposed to protect you!

the amount of times you texted him at midnight, saying you were at the fall which resulted in mammon suddenly getting a bad feeling so he came to pick you up only to find out he was right

you, were about to leave the club with some dude who looked even older than lucifer, honestly you knew it was a bad idea

one time mammon just straight up asked you why you'd try to run off with these dudes when you knew it would be a mistake

he regrets everything when you tell him it might be some unhealed wound your dad left you with

from then on mammon tries his very best every day to make you realise you are deserving of worth and respect

sometimes it might get too much and you pull away from him a little

Asmodeus

you and asmo were in the middle of a crisis: you need to go to a music concert but a whopping total of 0 bands is giving them right now

so naturally you instantly booked tickets when you saw one of your favorite bands is performing soon

at the concert, there was a guy who had brought his child, and at first you thought it might not be the best idea to bring a little kid to a loud concert but soon something else was bothering you

he was so nice to the child, it was clear he would do anything to protect and ensure happiness for his kid

it hurt a little too much, you went to the bathroom to cry but asmo knew you too well

he followed you there, asmo was worried about the sudden change in your mood

honestly, it felt stupid to get upset over a healthy parent-child relationship, but asmo didn't judge

he just hugged you in the middle of a concert hall bathroom until you relaxed

[ravenwitch45]

What if fem s/o invited Blitzo over for dinner to meet their dysfunctional family? S/o doesn't have a lot respect for their dad because he isn't emotionally plugged in as he doesn't get it and he made everything chaotic for them along with the mom who is the victim when they were growing up which is why they have self esteem issues along with having poor taste in men as they had 2 broken relationships.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=eXUulrxde9A&pp=ygUccGltJ3MgZmFtaWx5IHNtaWxpbmcgZnJpZW5kcw%3D%3D

Oh lord, well this sounds fun, I'm a bit unsure what you meant with a few parts but I'll try my best to do the whole "Blitz meet his S/Os dysfunctional family" Schtick. He's dealt with plenty before after all.

Blitzo gets invited by his Fem S/O for dinner with her dysfunctional parents.

He has very awkward feelings on biological family. His own crashed and burned, Got a front row seat to Moxxie's thing with his Dad, and even remembers how dismissive Paimon's treatment of Stolas a little bit. Not to mention Loona's abandoned her or at least left her alone and he's ready to kill em if he ever meets them but that's all beside the point.

Point is he has a jaded view on famlies. So when you invite him he makes a off handed remark, saying he hopes your parents were good ones, he cares about you after all, and when you awkwardly chuckle and stammer at an answer that care turns to concern. "Babe? They weren't... you know, abusive right?"He asks again only stiffening you more.

He never asked about your parents, he keeps his own past and family under wraps so he gives you the same courtesy, if you wanted to tell him that's your choice and sees no reason to push for answers. But the idea that you had anything like he did makes his stomach squirm.

Eventually you explain that while they... weren't perfect, they still tried, especially your mom despite everything and that you'd like him to meet them. He agrees wanting to make a good impression if you've already discussed it with them and the date is set.

You both dress nice, and nervously knock on the door, him putting an arm around you which you hold and your mother answers, seeming to be a very tired but nice and welcoming woman who eagerly welcomes you and Blitz. Saying she's happy to meet him, and that you've told her so much about him

"All good things I hope?"Blitzo jokes but your mother assures that it's been nothing but praise, saying she's glad her daughter found such a great man that loves her so. Blitzo, always loving praise reciprocates the politeness, overall a pleasant meeting.

Your father on the other hand isn't seen or heard until dinner (Which is quite a large meal for one woman to make alone btw)But he comes down once it's done and almost immediately the alarm bells are ringing.

Your father just looks so done with everything and doesn't even smile upon seeing you or his wife, just asking blunty "So this is your new boyfriend?"To you and Blitz, and the look he gives makes chills shoot up Blitz's back.

Still he's still awkwardly polite, same as you oddly enough. Answering basic questions with your mother occasionally chiming in as you eat. It's a awkward dinner, but not unpleasant, most light small talk is mainly between you, Blitz and your mother. Your father rarely asking a question or mumbling in response to whatever you are talking about but then... it happens...

"So what do you do... Blitzo right?"Your father asks, Blitzo composing himself real quick before answering, correcting him on the O before stating the truth, that's he's an assassin who kills people sinners want dead in the living world. While your mother finds that very intresting and impressive, but before she can even finish her sentence her husband interjects with a loud sigh.

"So another daredevil, why am I not surprised?"He asks with a very annoyed tone, earning a glare from you as your mother frowns and Blitz is just unsure what's going on, as your father and you go back and forth with your mother trying and failing to mediate

"He's not a daredevil, he runs an entire busisness for satans sake!"

"Oh he might get more money then most, but still, you just can't keep yourself away from the dangerous ones can you?"

"Blitz isn't dangerous, he's my boyfriend! A very good one, he treats me right, he makes me happy!"

"Well clearly danger finds him, it's clear on his face, how long before he almost get's you killed like the others?"

That's enough for Blitz to shoot up from his seat, declaring he'd never put his S/O in danger and that he'll protect you no matter what, to which your father just replies "They all said that." and before he replies he hears whimpering and turns to you, seeing tears in your eyes as you clutch your arm tightly

"I-I learned from the last times... Blitz is different..."You get out inbetween sniffling and your father just sighs as his wife get's after him, while Blitz holds you close, kissing you on the forehead.

Eventually he interrupts your parents fighting to say your leaving, complimenting the food but certainly not the company as he escorts you out, you staying silent the whole way to the car, him setting you in the passenger seat next to him, and you drive off, him spotting your mother watching from the window, she seemed nice, and deserving of more then her husband but your his priority right now, with you resting your head on his shoulder, still snifling as he drives home.

He's not gonna ask even though he's curious, he just wants you to feel good again, he wants to see your smile, he didn't expect you to have pain like that, but maybe you being so kind despite that makes him love you more he thinks as he wraps his tail around your waist.

When you get home you've already fallen asleep so he carries you to bed, getting you out of your shoes as he kicks off his boots and removes his jacket and joins you. Hoping holding you close makes your dreams stray from remaking tonight, as his often do about his own awful nights. Either way he makes sure your safe the best he can.

Whew! Not sure If I've ever done a full hurt comfort thing before as X Reader but I enjoyed it! One of my longer ones too XP Hope you enjoyed!

[bonefall]

i know this might be a downer ask but i want to thank you for educating me on how bigotry doesn't make sense bc it's helped me handle my right wing parents better by just knowing that i don't have to waste my breath on arguing with them and i shouldn't be the one to change their minds. I'm really really sorry if this is disheartening but it's just helped me to not feel so angry (dw I'm still constantly pissed at them) and more just pity them.

It's not a downer dude lmao, don't worry about it. Glad that I could help someone realize it quicker than I did.

And it's especially hard when you want to be the one who "saves" them. If you remember love, fairness, rationality, or other values they gave you when you were younger. I've got this one family member who used to mean a lot to me, and he used to say, "Question EVERYTHING you're told, Bones. Even from me."

Last we spoke he was slipping rapidly into QAnon. It's a special kind of irony when the skills they give you end up protecting you from them.

But unfortunately we can't save anyone. They have to save themselves. They need to choose to take that first step. You can be there if they step forth (and I won't downplay how important that can be; radicalization often works like a cult, and isolation is very effective at preventing them from leaving), but there aren't magic words you can say to force them on that path.

It can be painful, but in a healing way if you let it. You could never be so good at arguing that you change them and it wasn't your responsibility in the first place. You aren't stupid. You aren't weak. You're not "giving up," you were trying to do something that couldn't be done.

I'm happy you've found a bit of comfort here. Just know you're not alone, nonny.

[mhathotfic]

Another repost because I accidentally deleted the wrong one, anyways the continuation of this post sorry for being a goof

Imagine being a princess with no prospects except to marry into a strong royal family, except you’re the eldest born. You aren’t old in your opinion, only 25, but those in your kingdom believe you to be a spinster at your age. To old for marriage and thus you have no real prospects left.

So, when the rumored bloodthirsty tyrant king Bakugou sent envoys to request a bride, they sent you thinking your younger sisters too valuable to lose.

So they sent you.

In your dowry a specialized teapot and on your fingers an array of rings, one with a deadly secret. You’re expected to kill the tyrant in secrecy.

You don’t believe yourself capable of taking a man’s life, but what choice do you have?

Be a tyrant’s wife?

Being made to birth him children who through no fault of their own would be hated?

Return home without successfully killing him?

Deal with the scorn and distain of being labeled a failure into of being spoiled goods?

Killing him was the only way you could get yourself something better than what you have now, but, well he isn’t as rumored and you find yourself falling for him quickly.

Sure he’s rude and brash, quick to temper and harsh treatment, but he’s caring.

Not one of his subjects go hungry and most wealth that comes his way through conquest is put into the upkeep of the kingdom.

His people love him, more than you can say about your parents and their own kingdom.

On top of it, he’s given you space to acclimate to everything. He’s spent time getting to know you, to understand you better than your own family.

You don’t think you could kill him, but you sit waiting for him in his personal chambers, your “heirloom” teapot sitting over a flame. You’re hesitating, you know what must be done, but your fingers grazes your rings. Lingering on the one holding the the poison, you yank it off and throw it as far as you can just as your soon to be husband enters.

He’s so much more gentle with you than you think you deserve. He pulls you into while you sob you’re apologies, soothing you.

“Not dead am I? Still breathing? My heart’s beating right? Then why are you crying?”

“I—”

“Will be my wife, we don’t have to talk about your parents plans”

You brush past how he knew, assume it would have been obvious to someone as clever as he is and settle into his embrace.

The flame snuffed out and tea long forgotten, he takes you to bed. He touches you gently and passionately, but loves you with a ferocity you’ve come to respect and love about him

[friendlylifecherry]

Idea for the Gavin parents since we don't hear anything about them and I want to speculate: Kristoph and Klavier's parents both played favorites. Their mother liked Klavier better, their father preferred Kristoph. Mrs. Gavin seemed to resent her eldest from the day he was born, calling him a "devil child" and never showing him any affection. Mr. Gavin knew how it affected Kristoph and made it his mission to be the parent that could and would be there for Kristoph. Then Klavier was born (he was an accident; not like Kristoph was planned either, but there's a difference between "pleasant surprise" and "life-ruining misfortune" that Kristoph knew all too well) and Mrs. Gavin just loved him from first sight, showering him with affection. That's when Kristoph and Mr. Gavin realized: oh, it wasn't that she resented motherhood, she just hated Kristoph.

Mr. Gavin hated it and thus, hated Klavier. He was always some "spoiled brat" in his eyes. The couple's fights over how they treated their respective sons really only got worse ever since Klavier was born. Every day, Kristoph just wished they could get a divorce. Hell, he wished that they would just both die so they could leave him and Klavier in peace.

Klavier could tell. The boy was not nearly as dumb as some may think he is. He saw how mom would give him kisses and hugs and glare at Kristoph whenever he was just working quietly. He saw how father would readily praise Kristoph for his excellent grades and conduct in school, yet everything Klavier did was met with scorn and disdain.

It was the night that Kristoph graduated from college that it all went to hell. They were home, and their parents made dinner (Mr Gavin had to deliberately make Kristoph's favorites, since Mrs. Gavin refused to, again). Klavier mentioned he wanted to take the Themis Acadamey accelerated legal course. Their dad had opinions, negative ones, and that started their worst argument yet. This wasn't a normal argument, though. This was the kind you only found in songs about toxic romance. Screaming, cursing, throwing things, using everything that ever angered them against the other. And, of course, their sons were caught in the crossfire.

It wasn't until a plate very nearly hit a cowering Klavier in the head that Kristoph decided that he had enough. He stood up, excused himself, dragged Klavier away, and drove Klavier straight to Daryan's house. Kristoph handed him part of his graduation gift money, telling him to go spend time with Daryan and order pizza or something. He'll be back in a few hours after their parents are done. Which was the first sign that something was deeply wrong. Kristoph hated Daryan and never gave anyone money he got for gifts, he always saved it away.

It wasn't until a few hours later into a jam session that really wasn't going anywhere with Klav looking like he's about to puke when Kristoph came back. He looked... bad. When Klavier left the house to see him, Kristoph just gave him a hug, shivering. The second sign, Kristoph never showed affection in public or showed that he was scared of anything.

The whole drive back home was just terrifying. Klavier didn't have the guts to ask what happened, not when Kristoph was deliberately keeping his hands on the wheel and eyes on the road the whole time, white knuckling the wheel as they made their way home.

Then, they pulled up to the house to find it surrounded by emergency services. That's when Kristoph admits it: their parents were fighting, and he got so upset that he punched the old furnace. It's why he's holding his hand like that [this is where he got the scar]. Then, when they just started getting louder, he screamed at them. Kristoph never screamed at his parents before, and when he was done, he left before he could get in trouble. But he got worried when neither of them tried to call after he left, so he called emergency services. That's when they started to wheel out Mr and Mrs Gavin to the ambulances.

They had suffered from CO poisoning since the way Kristoph hit the old furnace managed to let the fumes in. Mrs. Gavin would die in the hospital, having never woken up again. Mr. Gavin survived but needed around-the-clock care due to the mental deficits he had gotten. Part of that was hypophonia or soft speech. He could barely even talk after waking up, and whatever he did speak was slow and full of stammering. As of AA6, he hasn't spoken in 5 years and hasn't spoken to Klavier since he was 15, at least 10 years on.

Kristoph won't acknowledge anything about this, not a single word. But after he turned 18 and started university, he would make a little mark in the side of the furnace once a day, out of sight but with plenty of room for Kristoph to maneuver. It took years, wearing down on the side of the furnace while stuck in that deeply unhappy home. But that night, he had finally grown sick enough of them to set his plan into motion. After dropping off Klavier, he came back and punched the furnace, just as he had told Klavier, but the strike was right at that point that he had been weakening with pinpoints, nails, and anything small and vaguely sharp over these long 4 years. The mark on his hand wasn't ideal, to say the least, but he was able to get out 22 years of burning frustration with them not being able to do a thing as he went out to his car and drove off with a muted phone.

Kristoph covered up the bruising as best as he could, then after waiting another hour, figured that now would be a good time to get Klavier, calling emergency services after he reached Daryan's house.

He knows it's his deliberate planning that killed his mother and crippled his father for life. He's a horrible person and knows it. That's how he got the first black Psyche-lock.

[bluerskiees]

A TWISTED FAIRYTALE 🖤⛓

PART -01

˗ˏˋ Staring ˎˊ˗

Haitani Ran x Shimizu Y/n x Haitani Rindo

@rinrinmylove @sleeplessreader @trashmemebitch @ranmahaitaji @slutaholic69

˗ˏˋ 🖤 Synopsis ✦ ˎˊ˗

Y/n was an ordinary girl with a not-so-ordinary job. What's her secret? What's her past? What made her stand here, in this position? It's all a secret known to none. Everybody knows she's hiding something behind the sweet smile of hers. Is she actually innocent or someone worse? Mystery surrounds her just like the fog that surrounds bonten's company. What do u think happens when her 2 boses become quite intrigued by her, growing an unhealthy obsession over this innocent or not-so-innocent girl?

Tw : Bonten!Y/n, Female!Y/n, Yandere!Haitani brothers, Toxic parents, Abuse, Mentions of Eating disorders, Family trauma, Obsessions, Bonten shenanigans, Mentions of murders, Dark content.

Being a bonten executive sure wasn't easy. Especially when you're the new member who's quickly ranking up. Who were you? What were you doing before you joined bonten? Where were you from? It was a thing known to none. No one knew anything about you. Well, none except the higher officials at bonten.

Oh how the girls despised you— You were what they would call "Perfect" . A Perfect beauty, a Perfect lady, A Perfect wife material, A Perfect assassin, a Perfect spy, a Perfect hacker and the list goes on. Oh how lucky the said criminal organisation was to come across a young, beautiful yet smart and valuable Object.

Thats right, an object. You were used as an object for as long as you can remember. In your home, by your parents. In your school, by your friends. Everywhere.

Mikey found you when you were at the verge of dying. He rescued you from those monsters who you'd call "Family". It was then you decided to devote your life and soul to the man standing in front of you. You wanted to prove yourself useful to him. There must be an opportunity somehow right?. It was then Mikey was attacked. It was a sudden one so there weren't many people around to help. That day you proved yourself to be useful by taking several bullets for him. Mikey smirked As he knew he did an amazing job taking you in. Just like Sanzu was one of his most loyal dogs, you were one too.

You were considered incredibly strong and cold. But were you actually? Or was it your trauma? You don't know yourself. Truth be told, you were never a strong girl. You were the weak girl who cries for the slightest of scratch. But it all changed when your father died. Or— your mom killed him. That was when your mother started abusing you. Even though she killed your dad, she was the only family you had so you still loved her very much. But the cops had to find out and arrested your mom right in front of your eyes. You remember it as if just happened yesterday. The memory was fresh. You couldn't forget it no matter how hard you try. Afterall the ghosts of the past haunts you mercilessly and escaping them was impossible.

Walking to your office, the sound of your heels clicking the floor was heard by everyone causing them to drop the conversations they were having to bow down to you. You liked the scene. People bowing down to you. You were important right? That's why they're bowing. To show the respects they have for you. You're not worthless, you said to yourself. You're not worthless. You're not worthless. You're worthless. You're not worthless. You're worthless. You're worthless. You're worthless. There it goes— the screaming inside your head started once again. You wanted it to stop. "AHHHHHH STOP IT... 'M NOT..... WORTHLESS.....HELP.... PLEASE...." that was all you were able to scream before you broke down in tears hugging yourself for comfort.

“Hello, little flower.” you heard a new voice say, 'h-huh?' You say to yourself ad you didn't see the man coming. Turning back with teary eyes, puffy cheeks, pouty lips, mascara running down your face. God you looked like a mess. A pretty one, if I may add. "Shushhh now pretty girl, wouldn't wanna get you all worked up over nothing would we?" He saw the way you looked at him cluelessly. You looked very innocent. So fucking innocent that he'd let down his guard if only you weren't a bonten executive. There's no way you'd ve innocent right?......Right?

"Ah how impolite of me to not introduce myself, I'm Haitani Ran and this is my younger brother Rindo. Pleased to meet you princess". That's when you found another pair of Lilac eyes staring right at you soul. Quickly getting back on your feet, bowing to your seniors you managed to mutter a "Y/n ...... Shimizu Y/n". "Shimizu you say?.... ah what a nice name for a pretty nice lady. Shimizu.... innocent.... a name innocent just like it's owner.... " You heard him mumble something to his brother before you fainted in the arms of the elder Haitani.

"She's weak sir, looks like she didn't have a proper meal for atleast a weak." This confused the haitani's. You were rich enough to buy a whole 5 star restaurant, then why did u starve yourself? But they said nothing and only nodded to the doctor indicating him to leave. You sure are gonna get an earful from your seniors when you wake up. The older haitani went out to blow some smoke so the younger one was playing games in his phone untilhe heard you speak. "S-stop please....'m sorry... wont do it again...." Poor Rindo was confused, were you having a nightmare? He decided to wake you up because you were basically squirming around uncomfortably.

"Where am I?" You said, rubbing your eyes not looking at one of your seniors who was waiting for you. "Shushhh its alright Shimizu, you're safe, in a hospital " in the softest voice possible. That was when you looked at his face and man oh man it was Rindo. Rindo Haitani, the cruel executive who gets mad at— well everything.

You immediately said "You didn't see anything, bye" and ran out of the hospital, getting into a random uber and to your home. How were you gonna show your face to them the next day? You were supposed to look as a cold girl not pathetic like this.

The next day, you woke up, did your regular morning routine and checked your schedule to find out that you had no work other than kill some traitors with sanzu at noon and attend a meeting with the boss and other higher ups in the evening. Sighing heavily you drove off to to the headquarters only to find the haitani's at the reception signalling for you to come over. You sighed and let out a ❝ I don’t even want to look at you right now Haitani! ❞ and went to your cabin right away. The day has just started and you already feel like dying. Since you had nothing to do for a few hours, you decided to go to mikey's room and ask for extra work. Like hell you'd do, you just passed your time by watching a series you found on Netflix.

Soon the clock stuck 11.30 and you knew it was time to finish some people off. Walking to the basement sighing heavily, you found the scarred man leaning against a table visibly looking annoyed. "Took you long enough Shimizu". He was confused when you walked in, with a face looking so- innocent? Even though he believes in mikey, he wasn't sure if you'd be able to do this, in his way atleast. Pretending to not hear him, you continued to look for the perfect material to finish those traitors. How could they betray mikey? They sure didn't deserve an easy death. Grabbing a gun and Sanzu's katana, you started making your way to the damn traitors.

Stabbing the man in his right thighs with the katana, totally ignoring sanzu at this point you chuckled to yourself. "Thought you could get off after betraying mikey huh?" An amused smirk making its way to your lips. You took off the hairpin from you hair and stuck it directly on the man's heart. One hand gently ruffling the man's hair, the other one pushing the katana deep inside him slowly. You decided to ignore the man's screams just as you ignored Bonten's number 2. Just as you pulled out the katana and the hairpin, you punched the man hard, with a force that pushed him and the chair he was tied to on the ground. He broke some of his teeth, which you tossed over to sanzu for his valuable collection. You moved him slowly, softly, as if you were a flower. But then, the way you kicked him right in his injured stomach said otherwise. The gut-wrenching screams this man made, made you feel alive. You proceeded to stab him in the stomach continuously like a psycho, muttering something along the lines of him betraying mikey. You didn't even bother to check if the man was still alive by now.Handling the rest of the matter to Sanzu, you left to take a shower. Ain't got no time to waste on low-lifes like him.

Visualization for Y/n.

[cemetery-drive-sys]

small vent

i hate having one of those like toxic but loving households, it makes me feel crazy for being upset :( - 🕸️

[scarrinotspooky]

i dont have a title for this one, but im lowkey proud of this sooo, poetry!

(also blah blah blah, it’s art, i’m fine, etc)

[snowcandyz]

The Letter Under The Shoes

Genre: Dark, Heavy Angst

Main Characters: Satan, Lucifer, Solomon, Simeon

Summary: MC felt responsible for what happened in Lesson 37.

Warning: Contains spoiler for Lessons 37 & 38. Also contains heavy themes like self-hatred, self-sacrifice, suicidal attempts, depressive themes, abusive and negligence relationships, toxic relationships and a major character's death. Please proceed with caution. AVOID READING IF THE TW MADE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3 [Heavy contents ahead]

Part 4

Epilogue

[runelocked]

“ I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING, ” he tells her, and his words are falling over each other in his angry determination to make her understand, “ I sacrificed everything for you. You and Michael, HAH ! ” At the mention of his eldest son’s name, William’s features twist, coiled and tight. Even that reaction, visceral and vicious as it is, is more emotion than he’s given Ollie in quite some time. Except tonight. Tonight, he’s not quite himself. “ The two of you, you never cared. I have the two of you the world and you threw it back in my face. And— And I’ll tell you another thing, too!”

He feels like shit. Physically and mentally. Hardly fully upright while he jabs an aggressive finger at her, chest heaving in an attempt to calm his breaths. Letting her work him up had never been the plan, but neither had any of this. And he’s mortified, too, by the shame inside him that’s rapidly rising: not only the shame of behaving like this in front of her, that egotistical shame, but the shame that comes with remembering past mistakes. In this case, most of his daughter’s childhood and teenage years. He’s not entirely oblivious, after all. The past, however, is not something he wants to think about. Not when it comes to his faults. A sneer painted on his lips, he says, as candid as he can, movement unsteady and swaying:

“ No wonder I couldn’t fuckin’ stand to be at home. Being reminded constantly of what a disappointment you turned out to be— God, I feel sick.”

CONTINUED. / @feardrummed

[machathecat]

What in the name of Jesus fucking Christ is wrong with my family episode 2516711

I just got home and directly asked what we were eating for lunch and my dad yelled at me because of it and literally told me he should start hitting me again. :')

[honeystwiggypeach]

krkrkrkrkr hiiii i hope your sweetness and you are doing fine today 🫶 can i request angst to fluff with dad! Sakusa, i can imagine him having a gf and they have a child but ⚠️TW: child abuse i think??⚠️the child mom dgaf about the daughter (i can only imagine sakusa having a daughter omg) and one day while ofc she still a baby she just start to hit her while kiyo is not here and it goes for days and one day he realise so he leave her. Then idk how but him and reader meet and now they’re living their best life🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 but it would be nice to have sakusa finally trusting reader to hold the daughter after months of reader just watching him and the daughters or some ykyk emotional shits 😭

🦦anon 🤩🤩 stay hydrated sweety (literally)

hon, I’m all for single dad!sakusa, unfortunately I’m extremely uncomfortable with any type of abuse(especially towards children) this isn’t your fault or anything, my rules weren’t clear(it’s not this ask that made me realize this! It’s the past few who have been confused on the type of angst I’ll write😭)so the most I can do for you is the mom being rude about the baby and wanting nothing to do with her(just kind of wanting Kiyoomi??) so that’s what I wrote I hope you don’t mind that I modified this and that you’ll like it!

Thank you so much for requesting!! I also think of sakusa as a girl dad!! Stop you’re so nice😭😭that’s like the cutest nickname ever thank you???

Also very sorry about the nasty things Habiki’s mom says I don’t like her:(

Tw- absent mother, cursing, neglectful/bad mother, body image issues, post-pregnancy body and mentions of being unhappy with it, post pregnancy body is blamed on the baby?,toxic motherhood, trust issues, I’d say this could teeter the edge of verbal abuse, toxic relationships, pls pls let me know if I missed anything!!!(I wouldn’t read this if you’re uncomfortable with any situation that could cause trust issues, or being mean to children!)

Sakusa had been hesitant to even think of you in a romantic prospective. His ex girlfriend and as much as he hates to say to say it, Habiki’s mother, as far as he was concerned she’d just appeared one day and that was it, unfortunately she’d been a bit of a bitch to Habiki when she was born. Habiki the poor little angel hadn’t done a thing wrong, not that Sakusa ever thinks she could. Her mother just hadn’t been prepared for the toll motherhood could take on someone, pissed because her body hadn’t reverted back to the way it was before habiki had been born, pissed because she couldn’t see Habiki the way Kiyoomi did, pissed at the world for being infatuated and obsessed with a man who would give anything for a baby you couldn’t stand to look at.

All it seems she’d feel when she looked at Habiki was rejection. Sakusa wasn’t an idiot, he knew this, he could see the disgust in her eyes when he’d ask her to get Habikifrom her nap while he made a bottle, the way she’d scrunch her face up before going reluctantly. It reminded him of the way a teenager would react and he wonders how in fuck he ever ended up with her.

So in the end it didn’t last, he left her and carried Habiki with him. It was for the best as he carries his happy little baby girl into the cafe.

You’re sitting at a booth happy as always, you’ve already requested a highchair for Habiki’s car seat to sit in as you wave softly.

He can’t bring himself to set her down in the highchair…it seems to close to you. He gives you an apologetic smile as takes her from the car seat and sits down holding her close. You’d been friends with Kiyoomi since highschool, he was the first to tell you about the pregnancy, the first to tell you he’d left her. Maybe he’d been your first love, maybe he’d been your only love? Something, because even after all these years you feel a twinge of butterflies when he smiles up at you his eyes crinkling with a smile.

“She’s starting to try and sit up” he whispers and you smile softly.

You’d only seen her a few times, her mother telling you long before Habiki was even a thought, that she didn’t like you hanging around Kiyo. Something about feeling threatened and the way he’d always speak of you.

It hurt a bit to see him so distrusting of you, but you knew it wasn’t anyones fault. He was still scared, nervous he never wanted to put her down. His worst nightmares were ones where he couldn’t find her, they haunted him at night, or laying in bed and hearing someone tell him to let her cry it out, he could never understand that phrase, she was just a baby she didn’t know any better what was she supposed to do cry only when it pleased others?

Over the next few months, Kiyoomi finds himself needing to get out of the house. He could only babble with Habiki so much before he felt like he’d breakdown.

So he finds himself at your house. He holds Habiki’s car seat in his hand hoping she was fully covered from the outside elements before you open the door.

Before he knows it he’s chatting with you as Habiki sits on his lap trying to reach for any loose pieces of clothing as she giggles happily.

And maybe Kiyoomi can remember how it felt when he was in high school, hoping that in the future you’d be the one he’d have a cute little family with, the one he’d marry, as he watches you wave softly to habiki as you smile.

When she reaches out for you cooing excitedly, you look up to Kiyoomi, you know it’s hard for him to trust people when it comes to Habiki but he smiles softly adjusting your arms before propping her up to sit in your lap as she giggles and babbles holding onto your hand that’s set in her lap.

And god, he can’t help but wish that it had always been this way.

You’re looking up to him with wide eyes, “you mean that?” You ask panicked.

His face falls and he wants the ground to swallow him while, what the fuck was he in some type of sit-com? Did he actually say that out loud?

“Kiyo…” you whisper setting a hand on his knee and his head turns to look at you.

You’ve got a soft reassuring smile, understanding eyes, “Kiyo, do you like me?” It’s in the most nonjudgmental voices he’s ever heard just like it’s always been.

He nods and you squeeze his knee lightly, “I like you too”

That’s all he needed to hear, he didn’t want to think about anything else just that Habiki was safe and his feelings were reciprocated.

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