I Am Not Okay And I Need Someone To Talk To Abt It- We Couldn't Even Get 5 Seconds Of Happiness Before

no one gets it...and even if they did, the universe is keen on not making our paths cross. I wish to meet him, the him as crazy and angry and sad as me, he understands phone lines don't help with depression, he'll see people talk about SH and think he deserves it but he'll never do it since he's too scared, he bed rots all day, his bed has become his casket, his only sense of enjoyment is the media he consumes, he has soulless dead eyes and a nose comparable to gods, his eyes are auburn and hair dark curly but what is the point of being beautiful if people use that against you too? what is the point of being ugly if people use that against you too? he tries manifestation, witchcraft, subliminals, anything— to stop the voices in his head saying "this is all meaningless." because no one wants to hear that, no one wants to share pain, only joy. "who will share my pain with me?" he wonders. he is me. he is everything i am and everything I'm not. and I want to cling to his skin, not just mine. and I want to feel him inside me, not just my fingers. and I want to look into his eyes, not just from my mirror. Voglio vivere e morire con lui.....but he's just, not, there.

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Night Lover

Pairing: Yandere Regulus Black x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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SUMMARY:  Regulus wants to see you, even if it’s in the middle of the night while you’re sleeping. 

WARNINGS: Stalking; Non Consensual Touching; Somnophilia; Obsession; Stealing Panties 

AN: Please, reblog and give me feeback.

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“Lumus.” the tip of his wand lights up, allowing Regulus to see the disposition of your dorm. 

It’s filled with darkness and the sounds of a girl lightly snoring are the only sound that he can hear. What he’s doing is risky but he needs this, to be close to you. It’s a desperate need, a burning desire that won’t let him rest in peace.

Regulus is quick to find your bed, immediately heading towards it after shutting down the light from the spell. He doesn’t want to wake you up plus your bed is right next to the window, the moonlight casting its dim brightness over your bed.    

You're sprawled out on the bed, sheets laying half on the floor as you sleep on your side. You sleep soundly, the night gown raised enough to allow him to have a good view of your panties.

A few hair strands are glued to your face and he reaches out to remove them, his fingers taking the chance to lovingly rub your cheek. You look adorable while sleeping. 

His hand lowers down, running his fingers through your body. A pleasant warmness fills him when he comes in contact with your clothed chest, the round shape of your breast is too inviting and Regulus can’t stop himself from giving it a light squeeze.

His dark eyes immediately look at you but you remain blissfully asleep, completely unaware of his presence. He takes the chance to trail downwards towards your legs but as soon as his hand touches your skin, he’s taken by a dangerous urge.

Regulus quickly puts his hand inside your gown, pulling down your panties in a swift movement. With the lack of light, it’s hard to decipher what color they are but it doesn’t matter, they’re yours and now, his. 

A proud smile makes its way towards his face as he approaches the panties to his nose, taking a deep sniff. They smell like you and to have such intime piece of underwear of yours, makes his cock feel alive.

Regulus wants to do something, the desire to jerk off right there with you sleeping is strong but a ruffling noise of a girl moving in her bed makes him weary. 

Not today. Regulus decides as he stuffs your panties inside his pocket. He can’t stay too long, he doesn’t want to get caught in the girls dorm while holding your panties. 

Leaning down, he presses a kiss on the skin of your leg before turning around and silently leaving. 

He’ll come back another time. 

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