Genuine Question Moot, How Do I Marry Kanae Bcause Broo,,,,

A thought came to my mind after rewatching horimiya which is a beautiful show btw, you guys should watch it ^^^

What if there's Miyamura! MC or Akane Yanagi! MC in Devildom?

MIYAMURA IZUMI MC

For the Miyamura one, the character is portrayed in Horimiya's Episode 1 until the Character Arc where he spoilers accepts himself and moves on from his past because he's found his people, people who accept him and changed his world and point of view, who he calls his friends, his family. Of course, the part where he feels happy whenever he has friends and always invites him wherever or whatever the occasion is, also the haircut, piercings and tattoos are still there, it isn't Miyamura MC without Miyamura's other details and all especially being a wallflower until they eventually step out of the darkness. Hair is long like in Episode 1, wears glasses and looks gloomy until that hot glow up when he cut his hair. Grades are awful but not as worse as Mammon's as stated from Hori when she saw Miyamura's grades.

AKANE YANAGI MC

For the Akane Yanagi! MC, of course, pretty as fuck and timid wallflower, formal when speaking until they slowly get used to talking casually with friends. They're not an early bird in mornings and struggle to wake up early to the point you have to drag them out of bed. They have poor eyesight as well until they get glasses or contacts.

So, what do you guys think? Want me to write it? Or if you want to write something like that, feel free to take the idea as long as you tag me so I can read and appreciate it as well!

Feel free to lend me your thoughts in the comments!

deep respect for you, my dude. That's a real friend right there.

My friend got pregnant at 17. Deeply religious family (she would be kivked out if they found out), one night stand, she just could NOT have the baby. Thing is we live in a country where abortion is illegal. Our only option was to illegally buy some pills online and hope they worked and we didnt go to jail

But these are hecking expensive and we needed to rush

So i set up a twitter/fb/insta/furaffinity/etc account and advertised my furry art EVERYWHERE. Im not that good but i said id draw basically anything no matter how weird (not cub art or anything illegal). I got a lot of weird coms (vore, scat, inflation and some i dont even understand) and for two weeks i did nothing but draw weird shit all day. My hand hurt so bad, but i got the money.

We spent a week afraid we'd been scammed and afraid we'd get caught, then a weekend afraid my friend might die once we did the procedure in my house. But it worked

I never told her how i got the money and i never will. Id rather die than tell her i funded her illegal abortion by drawing the wolf from robin hood swallowing robin through his belly button. Im pretty sure she thinks i was a prostitute for those two weeks and id rather her think that

To this day i gift her condoms on her bd as a joke bc im never doing that again

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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

"ꜱᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ, ɴɪᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ. ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴏɴ..."

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞: 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐭, 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦

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Prim wakes up as the sun attempts to blind her eyes, she noticed herself laying on the grass while she still feels that emptiness trying to claw her back to the dark thoughts in her mind.

Atleast I touched some grass

Prim checks her surroundings, it looked familiar - was she dreaming? Hopefully not, she just changed the time to 00:00 as what the quest had stated before being blinded by her screen which was funny. Considering she wasn't even at the blinding loading screen whenever you load the game.

"Hm, did I manage to be isekai'd at the worst time possible? Yes"

She says, clearly not giving a fuck as she may have realized she probably died in the real world.

Yet my friends were planning on cheering me up, then I died. They'd think I committed suicide over that.

Prim sighs and gets up, noticing herself wearing her supposed-to-be outside outfit.

Hm, how wonderful.

She sets her eyes on Mondstadt and sighs.

If this were those Impostor AU, my combat alone won't save myself. Nor should I know if I'm even in that AU

She pulls out her pocket knife in her shoulder bag, as she attempts to make a little cut in her finger.

If I bleed gold, then I'd know if I truly am in those SAGAU's I've read.

She gives herself a little cut, wincing a little before seeing it drip gold.

Huh, nice drip—

Does this mean I can sell my blood?

If I sell it, do I die from blood loss?

Prim licks the blood off and tastes gold at some point gave up trying to know what it tastes like after tasting it and hides her pocket knife, cleaning the wound and placing a band aid on it before heading to Mondstadt.

She hums a familiar tune as the emptiness comes back as she remembers the message she last saw before her 'death'.

"Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much"

Though the lyrics her lips slip out hurt, it's the only way for her to express her pain. She couldn't cry, there weren't any tears nor deep sadness making her feel like crying.

Maybe it was a time where they just needed someone but feelings got involved. A right person, wrong time? Or simply fate's way of telling her that maybe this is her lesson in love, maybe she needs to heal and know.

Yet I hope we can be friends just like when we were younger before the feelings happened.

"But maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up"

It truly was a masterpiece even if feelings got involved and they slowly fell out of love and realized that maybe, it was just a moment of needing someone to understand and lean onto. Quarantine surely had us feel those feelings we call 'Love'.

"Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well~"

She stops as she finally reaches the bridge.

If anyone were to tell me that I look like the creator or I'm an impostor, what do I do?

She sighs, touching her cheek before realizing she has a face mask on.

Do they even have COVID here-

She shakes her head and heads to Mondstadt, waving at Timmie who's with his pigeon friends as father left (?) who went out to get milk but never came back before bowing to the guards.

She's used to being told to be friendly, proper and gentle. It's what they always teach her or better yet, force her to do. Always needing to be lady-like.

She hears the whispers of the citizens but paid no mind, after all, gossips are also a thing in the real world. What's the difference in that?

You don't care about any gossip, it just drains you. Heck, people drain you. Crowds, emotions, energies. Everything drains you.

Yet she was your safe haven, one you can lean to and one you truly loved and treasured. Yet fate had told you that the feelings are fading, it's okay to just be friends.

Does she even want to be just friends?

Oh, but she's also the reason why you chose to shut those emotions which comes to the conclusion why you're losing emotions now, why you feel like pre-quarantine self all over again.

Prim shakes the voice in her head and those thoughts before getting pulled into Angel's Share. If she remembers correctly, Diluc owns this place.

A hand covers her mouth, she feels a breath tickle her ear.

Am I getting harassed-?!

"My, my. You descended to Teyvat and you didn't wait until I can find you, Your Grace"

I know that smooth talker

She tilts her head and looks up to see Kaeya Alberich, her first Genshin Crush and her main that she still tries to farm for a proper build.

"Kaeya?"

He smiles.

"Welcome to Teyvat"

Oh, she feels her heartbeat increase. No, it's not falling in love, she feels overwhelmed. She wants to breakdown. All the things she couldn't feel in the real world, it's coming back to her.

Kaeya noticed the change of the rise and fall of her chest, how her eyes switched to panic at the same time relieved. How her hands started shaking as she falls on the floor, feeling the voices haunt her once more.

She buries her hands on her face as she feels her anxiety getting worse.

Oh, this is all real. Huh?

What happened to not feeling anything?

Why am I suddenly crying?

Am I happy?

Am I upset that I really died?

That I...left?

I left my family...my mother...

My brothers...

My grandparents...

My friends...

Her...

My responsibilities...

My baby cats and my baby dog...

She feels a body's warmth embrace her, it was Kaeya.

It's real, he's real...

She breaks down, hugging him as she grips his clothing tight. Diluc is glad he and Kaeya shooed away some people before kidnapping taking Prim here, though the red head is behind the counter as usual.

"You're really here...it's really you..."

Prim whispers as she tries to stop her tears, Kaeya felt something stir inside him. How he felt how happy and relieved she is that he's there infront of her, he hands her a handkerchief and she thanks him.

"Sorry. I didn't know you could unlock these emotions I've lost"

She chuckles as she wipes her tears, Kaeya softly smiles and helps her sit on the stool.

These stools so goddamn tall-

"Your Grace, I apologize for interrupting your interaction but would you like a drink?"

Prim turns to Diluc Ragnvindr, the Darknight hero and another one of her genshin crush. Maybe her type consists of gentlemen.

Now that I realized it, I'm surrounded by the two hot bachelors-

"Um, water is fine"

"Coming right up"

She then turns to Kaeya who's looking at her, eyes filled with warmth and adoration. Prim feels warm with that gaze.

Why do I feel so loved?

It's as if all I ever craved for in the real world is here...except these blessings and privileges are being experienced without my family who deserve to feel it as well, my friends and her as well.

Then she remembers that in some sagau, there's yanderes and cults.

Just don't be a yandere and we're fine-

"Well, shall we fix our introduction?"

Kaeya stands up from the stool and holds Prim's unoccupied hand, kneeling down and kissing the back of her hand.

"It's an honor to be blessed with your presence, Your Grace. I'm Kaeya Alberich, Cavalry Captain of the Knights of Favonius"

Prim chuckles and tells him to stand up before she gets off the stool and bows to him in a masculine way.

"Well, Sir Alberich. It's a pleasure to meet you as well, though I am curious. How did you know it's me?"

Kaeya hums, she notices him go back to his usual antics. That sly smirk and the playful glint in his eyes, it truly is him.

"Well, keeping you company during your journey left a big impression on me. I instantly felt your warmth and was prepared to meet you, until you beat me to it"

Prim looks at him, a playful glint in her eyes appear as she's quite known to be a teaser. She, of all people back down when she could tease someone? How unsightly of her.

"Oh, but if I do remember correctly. Didn't you kidnap me here, dear sir? My, my. I didn't know the Cavalry Captain has the guts to do such act"

Instead of Prim getting flustered, it was Kaeya. He isn't used to people flirting back or teasing back at him without being snarky and mean or having bad intentions, yet he feels warmth.

Prim chuckles, feeling satisfied with what she had done to the Alberich before seeing Diluc come back with water.

"Ah, thank you"

He hands her the glass, she pulls her face mask down before drinking. Feeling the stares before putting the glass down and pulling her face mask up.

"Take a picture, it lasts longer"

She mumbles, causing the two to cough. Embarrassed that they were caught staring.

"Apologies, we didn't mean to stare"

Diluc says, covering the lower part of his face with the back of his hand, obviously flustered.

How adorable, even the Ragnvindr gets flustered

Prim hums at the sight.

"That's alright. I'd like to apologize as well for suddenly coming here even if someone kidnapped me here and making your customers wait"

"Oh, there's no need. Angel's Share is closed for today"

"What"

Prim stares at them in the eyes, Diluc looks at Kaeya who whistles.

"This Idiot man actually had the idea of shooing away my customers, but do not worry. I don't mind having you here, Your Grace"

"Oh, how you flatter me"

Prim says, clearly teasing the Ragnvindr once more.

"Well, I guess people will start to crowd the outside of this place, yes? Rumors probably spread like wildfire ever since I walked in. If you gentlemen have the time, mind accompanying this lady?"

"Absolutely, Your Grace"

She hooks her left arm with Kaeya's and her right arm to Diluc's as they leave Angel's Share and head to the knights.

"I must say, you indeed have a different taste in fashion, Your Grace"

"Why? Perhaps you have something else in mind?"

Prim teases Kaeya who gets flustered.

"That would be rude of me, Your Grace"

He mumbles. Diluc on the other hand is occupied with his thoughts.

The Grace chose me to accompany her

That's what's being repeated in his head all over. Kind of like a fanboy thought.

"Say, Mister Diluc. Are you alright with us heading to the Knights? I believe I have to speak with Miss Jean"

Prim asks, worried if he's alright since everyone's aware that he despises the knights.

"Yes, I'm alright. Wherever her grace goes, I shall follow"

"How sweet of you, Master Diluc"

Kaeya teases, causing the two to have a glaring contest.

The privilege of watching this up close like that interaction during the first golden apple archipelago is such a gift

I may have religion trauma but thank you, God or Celestia or Archons. Whatever

"Settle down, we're here"

Prim says and the two obeys, the knights bow at the sight of the Creator. Prim smiles at them and softly says 'Thank you for your hard work' even if they don't and heads inside the headquarters.

"Big Brother Kaeya!"

While searching what Klee calls Kaeya, I found in JP she calls him 'Big Brother' so I decided to do that. Yet if it's needed to be corrected, please inform me and I shall correct my mistake.

Klee, the adorable spark knight runs up to them and spots the Cavalry Captain and the Weird Grown up - Klee's words, not mine alongside someone who she feels warmth with.

"And the Weird Grown up is here as well!"

Prim and Kaeya snicker at what Klee calls Diluc by, which the red-head didn't mind.

"Hi, Klee. Just came out of solitary confinement?"

"Mhm! Who's the big sister with you?"

"Hello, it's unusual to see you two come in here together with no quarrel"

Albedo, the Chief Alchemist, approaches them before feeling a pull towards Prim, his eyes widen and he bows. Klee is confused of her brother's actions yet she proceeds to follow his actions.

The moment she saw Albedo, she was reminded of 'her' again. 'She' simps for Albedo and Prim is aware, even supporting it since Prim as well simps for fictional characters.

"Your Grace, it's truly an honor to meet you. What brings you here?"

Prim tells them to stand up and Klee looks at the lady with curiosity as she and Albedo converse.

"Oh, I just wanted to have a talk with Miss Jean. Is she busy?"

"Master Jean is in her office, can Klee come with you, Your Grace, pretty please?"

Prim feels an invisible arrow shoot through her heart as she watches Klee pull a puppy eyes look at her.

Oh, you adorable elf

"Alright, I don't think it'll hurt anyone"

"Yay! Then big brother Albedo can come too!"

Albedo panics.

"Klee-"

He then freezes as Prim chuckles.

"Of course, he can come too as well"

"Thank you, Your Excellency"

"No worries. I believe you all need to be in there too, even Mister Diluc"

- - - - - - >

Oh shit, they're pretty

Prim, currently having a bi panic, suddenly sees Jean and Lisa bow.

"Your Grace!"

She snaps out of it and tells them to stand.

"Did I interrupt something?"

Jean shakes her head.

"It's an honor to meet you, may I ask what's the sudden meeting?"

I forgot about that-

"Oh, I just wanted to know if Mondstadt's alright. There's no need for me to worry knowing its in good hands"

Jean gets flustered and Lisa finds it amusing.

Oh, the power I hold

"If you may allow, Your Grace. Shall we hold a festival for your arrival?"

Does this involve social interaction-

"If that's alright. Will the paperwork be added?"

"It's alright, Your Grace. I can handle-"

"No, let's split the paperwork. We can't have you more overworked, do we?"

Seeing you drown yourself with work reminds me of myself

- - - -

While the others are planning, Jean and Prim are still talking about the event.

Kaeya is bugging Diluc, Albedo and Lisa talking about the charities in the event.

"Thank you for letting me accompany you on your journey, Your Grace"

Prim just smiles.

"Since it's getting dark. I think it's best if you go and rest first, Your Grace."

"Don't worry, she'll be staying in the Dawn Winery"

Do I get a say in this-

"Oh, Jean. Please don't overwork yourself, okay?"

"Don't worry, I'll make sure she doesn't"

"Thank you, Lisa"

"Can we play tomorrow, Your Grace?"

"Sure, Klee"

And soon they leave to get to Dawn Winery, yes, Kaeya's there by request.

Will the brothers reconcile?

Prim wonders as they walk there, it sure is a long walk.

"Your Grace, I think I can only drop you off from there"

Kaeya says, Prim recognizes the tone and actions. It's like in the Weinlefest (if I spelled it correctly) event where he immediately tries to leave Dawn Winery cause he didn't want to make things awkward or he just...was overwhelmed with the feeling of nostalgia.

"Don't you want to stay there?"

To Prim's surprise, Diluc suggested it. Kaeya's surprised as well and the walk became quiet but not awkward, more like a comfortable silence.

"Well-"

Prim sees Dawn Winery then looks at the brothers.

I feel like they should talk this out without me

"Your Grace!"

Prim squeaks in shock and hides behind Kaeya while the maids bow.

Oh, that was just them-

Prim quickly tells them to stand up and Diluc talks to Adelinde.

"Prepare the food since her grace hasn't eaten yet"

Prim quietly slips and goes to them.

"Pardon my intrusion but Adelinde, yes? Can you, um, show me where I can stay for the meantime?"

"Oh, yes. It's an honor to have you stay here, Your Grace!"

Prim whispers to Adelinde.

"I believe the brothers have something to talk about, let's go, shall we?"

Adelinde chuckles and hooks her arm with Prim as the other maids follow them inside.

"We shall"

A bit rushed and pardon if others are ooc. Shall we wait for Chapter Two to find out if they'll reconcile or not? Why Prim is taking the Your Grace/Creator thing easily with no hesitations?

it's either i'd like it or hate it i'm just joking heizou, ily

OK here's a new icon game: would you trust your icon to interpret your character correctly if you were fictional?

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

"𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧' 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰?"

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨, 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞

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Prim continues to rehearse in the room Diluc showed her earlier, struggling to find a song that could somehow fit the atmosphere and Mondstadt's vibes or agendas.

Hmm...what does Mondstadt...

She freezes as she remembers that song, it was...'her' favorite song. Prim could barely even remember anything or think of anything whenever Dandelions start playing, just remembering the girl she fell for.

"It wouldn't hurt, this could serve as my small step to closure...right?"

She hesitates as thoughts drown her once more, she closes her eyes and takes deep breaths.

"I think...I need fresh air..."

She slowly heads outside, telling one of the maids before heading somewhere in Dawn Winery. As she takes in the beautiful scenery, she slowly feels the pain leaving.

It'll continue hurting me like this until I truly get the closure...I want...

Just for me to remind myself that 'hey, you guys are friends now. No need to hold on to the past'

She hums as the breeze gently caresses her cheeks, feeling relaxed that somehow it made her calm. Grounded her more than anything and made her realize that she has to get over it somehow. After all, it's that girl's loss not hers. That girl lost someone who truly cared and dedicated themself to her despite seeing many beautiful girls and boys, Prim remained loyal and didn't care if the distance was too wide nor the wait would be longer than expected.

She sits on top of a hill nearby and hums.

"Every day we started fighting, every night we fell in love"

The pain kept clawing at her, as if telling her she deserves to feel it. She shouldn't move on from it, yet Prim ignores that and continues singing. The only way to calm her down.

"No one else could make me sadder, but no one else can lift me high above~"

She grips the clothing where her heart is, brows furrowing as the pain gets deeper and deeper. She had to let it out her chest, she's tired of crying. Tired of feeling like she should cry when no tears could ever come out. One where only a song could heal her a little, save her a little...a habit she used to have and escape reality's cruel reminders.

"I don't know what I was doing...when suddenly we fell apart~"

Back to December but I'd go back to November back when we were alright...

We fell in love in October...more like we fell apart in November...

Bound to falling apart...

Prim pushes those thoughts away and sings her heart out, only softly. It'd be rude to wake some people up at night just cause she's in pain.

"Nowadays, I cannot find her...but when we do, we'll get a brand new start..."

If you find her then what?

Will you let your walls fall apart again?

Will you let yourself be hurt again?

How many times do you have to do this to yourself?

You can't change the past, you never could

Enjoy this moment than hurting yourself over it

Heal yourself

Whether your walls fall or not, never expect anything from people

That way, you wouldn't be as hurt as much anymore

You're used to always being left alone, aren't you?

She grits her teeth as the voice comes back.

"I'm in love with a fairytale, even though it hurts..."

She couldn't feel anything that could make her cry, she feels like she should but she couldn't. No tears could come out anymore, as if what remained was an empty shell back to discarding her emotions and feelings.

"I don't care if I lose my mind, I'm already cursed..."

She opens her eyes to see crystal flies surrounding her, wanting to comfort her as it seems they feel what she feels. Prim chuckles and gently touches one, closing her eyes with a smile on her face.

"Thank you, lovelies..."

She mumbles before watching them fly away, she lays on the grass and watches the moon. One of her favorite activities during childhood, back when she was always bored in night and couldn't sleep. Her father would take her outside and they'd watch the moon together, he'd tell her stories and they'd wait for a shooting star to make wishes, how innocent and naive she was. Which Prim later found out the 'shooting star' is just a meteor or meteorite in Science Class.

"The Moon is beautiful, isn't it?"

She blurts out and sighs, enjoying the cold breeze of the night and peaceful view.

"It is"

She looks at the side to see Diluc, wearing a cloak and is holding his claymore before making it disappear.

Ah, just like in game, huh?

Yet I'm quite disappointed in that response...

He just stands there, watching her look at him before looking at the moon.

"The sun watches everyone yet the moon keeps our secrets, amazing, right?"

She says, clearly didn't mind him just watching her. She pats the unoccupied grass and he sits there, just looking at the beautiful night sky.

"It's dangerous out here, Your Grace"

He says, trying to persuade Prim into getting back inside. She didn't listen though.

"I can't always be trapped inside forever, Diluc. It feels like I'm back to being a perfect puppet"

He didn't quite catch the last one yet he couldn't help but feel peaceful for once, maybe it was the atmosphere or Prim's doing...maybe the place and the moon did make it seem like that.

No words were spoken the rest of the night as the peaceful atmosphere lasts before the two went back inside.

Somehow, that small interaction seemed to comfort the two at the quiet dark night.

Until they hear monsters lurking around the forest, Diluc immediately summons his claymore and goes infront of Prim.

"Get inside, Your Grace. It is dangerous for you to be out here"

Prim sighs.

"I understand you're worried for my safety, Diluc dear but I must remind you that I am not called the 'Divine One' for nothing"

She says as she feels an attack happen from behind, she quickly puts a hand out and all of a sudden dark vines come out of her palm and trap the 'monster' caged in her dark vines.

These...aren't vines...

As more monsters seem to attack, Prim holds her hand out in shock and summons a lightning in panic.

Diluc hears the clap of thunder as he fights the monsters away, they are a bit far from the Winery so the Winery is safe.

"Your Grace, was that you?"

"I-I think so..."

Prim's heart started beating harshly, she couldn't breathe as her hands started to shake. She first released those 'dark vines' before summoning thunder, heck, she isn't even Raiden Ei to do that.

"Eyes on the battle, My Lady"

Kaeya says as he joins the fight.

"We can talk about your abilities that aren't said in the prophecy later, for now, let's focus on this lovely battle"

Diluc groans at Kaeya's way of smooth talking, Kaeya and Diluc lends their hand out to Prim who looks at them in fear.

"Shall we three dance, Your Grace?"

They ask in unison as Prim hesitantly holds their gloved hand.

"We shall"

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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

"𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠'𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰, 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠'𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰."

𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬: 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞

WARNING: VERY DISTURBING.

A/N: It's been a while and I deeply apologize if the second day of 2024 is what you'll see of this. I feel like shit and I wanna puke my guts out. My need for therapy is being ignored so here I am, coping!

She stares at the toilet as the contents of it were finally out, but not the feelings of guilt as she keeps feeling like shit.

I shouldn't have, why was I selfish?

The voices are back and she hates it, she pukes it out once more even if there's nothing for her to puke anymore.

If I say sorry, she'll say shit. If I don't, she'll say shit.

She holds back the tears as she pukes it out again.

This is why I hate being happy, I end up hurting someone in the process.

As she keeps puking it out, her stomach hurts and it causes her to puke unnecessary...bile.

She doesn't care if she dies anymore, she's not going to eat.

Why did I even go there?

She feels her tears well up and she wipes them, she's not about to be an attention-seeker.

Why didn't anyone tell her?

She wouldn't have done it if somebody told her.

Now she's gonna end up feeling like shit.

Now, she's going to stop eating thanks to the triggers again.

do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.