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2024-03-28
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Deranged

Summary:

tcc requests , one shots , hcs etc ^_^ . .

dont like dont read <3

Notes:

english isn't my first language

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: LOSER . . .

Notes:

nikita x reader <3

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im taking requests to write tcc stuff because I'm tired of unfinished fics nd writing the same stuff over and over again . .

ill write pretty much anything except 4 piss , scat , vomit fetish or any of that weird stuff :DD

Chapter 2: Endearing Mornings and Movies

Summary:

dylann roof . fluff ??? idk listen i was having problems with ao3 and beefing with it for a solid 3 hours.

Notes:

request still open ^_^

english is not my first language so I had to revisit with friends 4 this so ig its kind of beta read (?) so I'm so so sorry for grammar mistakes :(((

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You awakened to the unmistakable scent of breakfast resting snugly in Dylann's bed. It was a routine for you to hang out at his house on the weekends. The time together was usually spent rambling on about shared interests and chatting over whatever harsh topic came to mind first, but now was a more tranquil hangout. The silence stretched heavy as you looked around the bedroom, noticing the pictures hovering above his bed frame, each giving off a sense of familiarity and comfort. It was nice. Stretching as you walk out of bed, finally choosing to head downstairs.

As you took a moment to look over the pictures, you felt a pair of familiar eyes on you and turned to meet Dylann, whose blue eyes held an affectionate warmth. His gaze filled with affection at the sight of you as a small smile quirked at the corner of his lips. A comfortable pause rested between the two of you before he finally spoke while maintaining comfortable contact. "How did you sleep?" he muttered as he continued to cook. You muttered back a simple "Like usual" you replied, matching his tone and smiling as you got closer to him. Adjusting his hairstyle and calming it down from the wild directions it went in as you continued to stare, another pause happening before he finally spoke again "I was thinking about just watching the sort of documentary" he continued looking at you for a sign of agreement or any protests. Nodding your head once again, carrying your passive smile pasted on your features.

As you both sat at the table, time crossed over carelessly while you reveled in the rich breakfast. Varying from whatever raw opinions ran to his mind to other smooth-harmless stuff as he nudged food into his mouth. You never neglected to note the way he eased around you. As you both continued talking the occasional silence falling in between the two of you. The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow on the table. The clinking of silverware and the gentle hum of conversation filled the air. Mixing the aroma of freshly brewed coffee with the scent of buttery croissants creates an enticing fragrance. The occasional breeze wafted in, carrying with it the distant chirping of birds. As you spoke, you could feel the soft fabric of the tablecloth beneath your fingertips, providing a comforting texture. The atmosphere was relaxed yet charged with a subtle tension as if both of you were dancing around unspoken thoughts and emotions.

With the plates set aside for later, the two of you returned to his room. The soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the cozy space, casting gentle shadows on the walls. You sank into the corner of the plush bed, its velvety fabric providing a comforting sensation against your skin. As you observed him, you could hear the faint sound of his nervous fidgeting and the rustling of the movie options in his hands. Eventually, he settled on a simple documentary on the Civil War. Awkwardly, he settled beside you; the mattress shifting slightly beneath his weight. Gradually, he inched closer, his arm tentatively wrapping around you in a nervous gesture. From time to time, his gaze would flicker towards you.

 

You were content with the way your life was, basking in the warmth of his touch. A soft smile played on your lips as you leisurely watched the documentary, the soothing voices of the narrators filling the room. Not a word was spoken between you, but the tranquility enveloping both of you spoke volumes.

Chapter 3: Nikolas Cruz hcs

Summary:

how nikolas cruz bpd would affect a relationship with him.

apologies if any of this is inaccurate, I reached out to several friends , family etc who struggle from bpd as well as cluster b to write this so that's why it took a long time and I'm trying my best to give quality writing. Drink water and take care , also ik there is a lot of discourse surrounding what mental illnesses he does have due to events in the trial etc.

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(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

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  • He would probably push you away for some time, for the paranoia of you pushing him away first

 

  • this man has anger issues as stated by a former classmate, mixed in with varying mood swings that would sometimes I believe cause arguments between you and him and / or general issues between the both of you.

 

  • would sometimes struggle with the idea that he's dating you due to probably self-esteem issues mixed in with random surges of feeling worthless

 

  • mixed in with all the things I've previously stated this man would have paranoia of you cheating on him or doing something to him because of his low self-esteem, mood swings

 

  • being randomly blocked or him freaking out internally over small things or changes in the way that you type, act, etc. 

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sorry if this is inaccurate <3 , take ur meds

Chapter 4: Pekka Fluff

Summary:

J

hey big disclaimer ; the reason this chapter is so short is because I had some intense medical issues, barely back on my ass again tired and Idk. JUST FLUFF , for pekka

shortish?

Notes:

i am so surprised by the pekka requests 2bh , also starting 2 new series on adam ( this one will actually be a story with plot etc ) dylann ( mostly js one shots etc. ) sorry i was absent to say the least i had some major medical issues going on

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As you sat on Pekka's bed, you observed him playing a game he had recently picked up with intense focus. The room was quiet, except for the computer fan whirring in the background. The chemistry exams and the overall stress of school made the week stressful, to say the least. The silence was a welcome relief from the constant noise of school and the world. You took a moment to appreciate the calming atmosphere, the soft glow of the computer screen illuminating Pekka's face. He was completely absorbed in the game, his movements precise and calculated. As he shut down the computer he came to sit next to you smiling at you awkwardly unsure of what to say sensing both the way he was unsure of what to do you took over the moment softly running your fingers through his hair. 

 

As you sat on the bed facing Pekka. You were both enjoying the comfort of the cool breeze from the whirling fan, and the silence between you was comfortable. The silence was cut off as he finally began to speak. Ranting about his ideologies and the past days you let out the occasional hum or nod. Noting both the way he looked at you for responses between his quick sentences or smiled slightly whenever you agreed with him noting the fact his face was slightly flushed. 

Lightly making teasing comments at him here and there but still acknowledging his words. 

 

As your fingers moved through his hair, you could feel each strand as they slipped between your fingers. You both lay on the bed, facing each other, and you couldn't help but gaze into his eyes, lost in the moment. You found yourself smiling as you ran your fingers through it. It was a peaceful moment, and one that you wished could last forever. You noticed the way his rambling came to an end as he stared at you taking in your features calmly. Feeling the way both the calming setting was catching up to you as you felt tempted to sleep, Pekka making a sly comment about it in a teaseful way as u lightly elbowed him laughing slightly still half tired. Mumbling a quick comment about him to shush as you closed the gap between the two of you, a bit surprised by the sudden gesture tensing up a little before he melted into it wrapping his arms around your waist as he pulled you in closer.

 

 

Notes:

4 requests :

i will write everything except 4 ; scat kink , piss kink , feet , vomit fetish , ddlg , age play.

if the fic includes heavy violence or heavy content in general ill always tag it but 4 stuff like ; fluff angst etc its so so :D

HAVE A AWESOME DAY TCCTWT ^_^