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This is just me forcing myself to write cus ill never get better if I don't practice. Feel free to bully me if I don't update after a while.

My stuff is normally more dark I guess so I will be putting trigger warnings and spoiles for most of them :3

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//TW// death, gore\

Prompt: Dirty Laundry
Write about the deep secrets of a character.

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//tw// murder, violence, gore//

HERE U GO ELISE!!! IM FINALLY NOT SICK AT ALL ANYMORE !!!

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IM HERE TO FEED U ELISE!!!! (btw this is from 7th grade so it sucks a lot but i still like it)

//tw// death//

LOST - your story must include this word.

Beatrice
The woods are darkening around me. I’m so tired, my body is aching, my throat is pleading with me to stop screaming. I can’t stop screaming. It’s the only way I will ever be found in this maze of trees. The wind blows my hair into my face and my long skirt up. Why, why, why did I have to wear a skirt on the trip to the woods? My chest aches. Yay, running through the woods! I sit down by a tree. At least I had some sense and remembered to pack a hoodie and sweatpants in my bag. I slip my sweatpants on then take the skirt off and put it on the leaf-covered dirt. The tall trees had made the woods shadowy, even though the transition to night was apparent. I slipped my dead phone in my bag hours before but I take it out anyway. It feels nice having weight in my hand. A leaf hits my head, snapping me back to reality. I place the phone in my bag and grab my lantern. I click it on. Ahh, sweet light. Perionioia is something I’ve dealt with from the age of 10. Now, I take a sleeping bag and flashlight everywhere. With the sleeping bag rolled out I lay still. CRUNCH. I snap up. What was that? Glowing orange eyes pierce the darkness not illuminated by my lamp. Plump.

My body. I can’t move. I feel wet. Blood. Its blood. I can see my lamp. It’s been knocked over. Those eyes, it must have been those eyes. Foggy memories start to fill my head. I remember something launching at me. It must have been a wolf. I start to get foggy. My memory is gone, the pain is unbearable, my sight is foggy, my ears get filled with the awful screeching sound that they sometimes do. This is not normal. My life is lost. My body will be claimed by the forest as its own. Nobody will find me. The only thing they will see is m phone and a lamp. Possibly, the rotting remnants of my corpse.

Martha
What is that smell? It’s terrible. “OHMYWHATISTHAT!” I scream. The corpse of a girl, probably only 14, was laying at the foot of a tree. My team comes running. “What’s wrong?” They exclaim. I point. I walk over to the bag sitting on the ground, half-covered with leaves. Beatrice Smartin, it read. “We found the missing girl,” I whisper.

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03/02/2013

It's not unknown that Mitsuru and Yukari used to be closer than they are now. No matter how much Mitsuru whined that it was "undignified" Yukari would spend almost every night having a sleepover in Mitsuru's room. 

But that was years ago. Now Mitsuru was the head of the Kirijo group and Yukari was busy with her acting job. It seemed that most of S.E.E.S had gotten distant after Makotos death. Junpei finally chasing after being a pro baseball player. Akihiko teaching boxing and continuing to fight. Fuuka ended up moving to wherever Natsuki lived. Ken is still in school and taking care of Korumaru. Aigis and Kotone started dating after the death of her brother. Really they are the only 2 that still talked to Mitsuru, Aigis needed to be kept in tip top condition.

So Yukari spends most nights in her apartment alone, tired from whatever filming they had done that day. It was always the same routine. Wake up, go to set, let hair and makeup doll her up, film for hours, break for lunch, do re-shoots if needed, spend an hour washing all the makeup off, get home, eat alone, and then collapse into bed and do it all over again the next day. It was so boring. So monotonous.

She hated it. She hated being alone. She longed for anything to happen. For a time like the one years ago.

This night wasn't an exception. Yukari had went to work around 6 in the morning and got home around 8 at night. She flipped through the mail in her hands.

Junk, bill, junk, postcard from Junpei, junk. . .

Then a deep red envelope dropped from her hands. It had her name and adress on it in fancy script and a thick gold wax seal on the back.

Using one of her perfectly manicured nails, pink medium length filed to points, she ripped up the seal.

Save the Date!

14/06/2013

You're invited to the marriage of Mitsuru Kirijo and
Yukari stopped reading. Instead she focused on the picture that accompanied it. A slightly uncomfortable looking Mitsuru and balding older man who had his hand on her lower back.

At first Yukari is pretty surprised. But the shock slowly subsides when she remembers that Mitsuru was, unfortunately, betrothed for the sake of the Kirijo group. No matter how much of an asshole the guy looked to be, Mitsuru would have to marry him.

08/08/2009

Once she realized that the bouncers at club Escapade didn't really care she was only 17, Yukari sometimes wandered in. She'd flirt with a guy until he bought her a drink or two and then leave. If she were being honest, she would have much rather flirted with a girl but they normally asked for Yukari's age.

But either way, she had snuck out of the dorm right after the dark hour, about 1:15 AM. Only to be caught in the lounge by Junpei. He practically begged to go with her.

So, with Junpei trailing behind her, she flirted with a guy enough for him to buy her and Junpei a drink.

But when Yukari went to give Junpei his drink she was kind of surprised to find him not stand behind her. Then quickly not surprised when she saw him trying to flirt with a girl. And failing. Miserably.

Yukari decided to have mercy and swooped over, apologizing to the girl before giving junpei his drink and smacking him upside the head.

"Ow! Chill out Yuka-tan. Geez, can't a guy flirt?" Junpei said, rubbing when Yukari hot before taking a sip of his drink. He winced at the subtle burn in his throat.

"She's like 3 times your age! Now stop being a creep." Yukari shot back. They always fought like kids but at the end of the day(or tartrus run) she would help him clean his wounds.

"How was I supposed to know that?"

"Were at a club you idiot! Obviously everyone is an adult"

"Were not adults"

"You know what I mean. Now stop arguing before I take that drink and pour it over you head"

"Alright alright!" Junpei laughed, holding up his free hand in a sort of surrender motion. "I'll stop, I'll st- oh shit" He said, looking at something behind Yukari's head.

"What? See another 50 year old to hit on?" Yukari laughed, the drink bringing out her funnier side, before turning around and seeing exactly what made junpei so worried.

There she stood infront of the doors. Mitsuru Kirijo. In her stupid leather jacket and her stupid red hair pulled back into a ponytail.

"What the fuck are we gonna do?" Junpei asked, grabbing Yukari's arm.

"Try to leave without getting seen," Yukari awnsered. It's not like it was a hard task. On Fridays the place got pretty packed. But if Mitsuru didn't move away from the door they were totally fucked.

They had made it about halfway to the exit when "Yukari! Junpei!" called out to them.

They both turned to look, the color draining out of them when they saw Mitsuru standing right behind them.

"Heyyyy Mitsuru-senpai" Junpei said, failing to sound innocent.

"What are you two doing in a club?" She demanded, tapping her heeled boot.

"Just hanging out. Studying, normal kid stuff," Junpei smiled and tried to sound convincing

Yukari sighed, "We just came out to have some fun, like normal teenagers"

"I surely hope that being a 'normal teenager' dosent involve drinking or lewd behavior" Mitsuru fumed, grabbing the empty cups out of Junpei's and Yukari's hands. Leave it to Mitsuru to make partying sound boring.

"Mitsuru he's like my brother. That's gross. We're good kids, let us have fun" Yukari said, whining slightly. Sure she had only had one drink but Yukari was a 5'3 125 pound girl.

"Back to the dorms. Now. Yukari, meet me in the command room," Mitsuru ordered before continuing her lap around the club, making sure no other S.E.E.S members were there.

Sucking it up, Yukari and Junpei walked back to the dorms.

"Good luck. Hope she dosent eat you alive," Junpei joked before retreating into his room, leaving Yukari all alone.

16/06/2013

The buzz from the wedding had worn off but Mitsuru still felt warm. Hot. Almost unbearably so. Her husband was wrapped around her like a blanket. How ironic, the ice queen not being able to sleep due to heat.

His breath tickled her collarbone. Deep and even. He was asleep.

She wasn't so lucky.

Mitsuru's eyes were itchy and her brain was foggy but she couldn't sleep. She just laid there, trying to not disturb her husband. God, just the word "husband" made her feel sick. This stanger was now married to her. Forever.

The hotel was beautiful, a lacy white canopy surrounding the bed, a mural on the wall behind the bed, a large mirror over the bed.

It kind of reminded her of- no.

She didn't need to think about the hotel all those years ago. About Yukari. About how beautiful she had looked in that rosy pink colored dress at the reception. About how soft her hands were when Mitsuru got sick back in highschool and Yukari skipped and held back her hair while she puked.

'Stop! Stop stop stop.' Mitsuru yelled at her head, moving her free arm to wipe her face. She was married. She had her chance.

Her husband moved in his sleep, slightly moving off of her. She felt so much better without the heat. Yukari always hated summer. But He wanted a beach wedding. So a summer beach wedding they had.

Mitsuru silently sighed before closing her eyes. After another hour passed, where her bethrothed managed to lay more on top of her, she finally fell asleep.

08/08/2009

Yukari paced around the command room, waiting for Mitsuru to walk in at any second and execute her.

Yukari was facing away from the door when it opened, she was halfway though the race track she had made for herself to pace along.

Mitsuru cleared her throat and Yukari froze. She slowly turned to face the redhead, who, surprisingly, wasn't fuming.

"Hi" Yukari whispered, putting her hand up in a sort of wave before sitting down on one of the comfy armchairs.

"Club Escapade? Really? Do you know how much trouble I would get in if people found out members of S.E.E.S were in a club?" Mitsuru said, keeping her voice down so she wouldn't disturb the sleeping kids below.

"I. . . I'm sorry, really. I just wanted to have a good time. Junpei practically forced me to let him come with," Yukari explained, trying her hardest to maintain eye contact with the other

"Your intentions are irrelevant! Do not go to the club until you are of legal age. Do you understand?" Mitsuru's icy cold stare cut into Yukari like a knife

"Yes ma'am" Yukari averted her eyes, opting to look at the wooden coffee table Mitsuru was standing next to.

Mitsuru sighed, pressing her index finger to her forehead. "Get to bed Yukari. Goodnight," She stepped to the side, allowing an opening for Yukari to leave.

But when Yukari passed Mitsuru she felt a bottle being pushed into her hands.

She looked at it when she got to the hall. A cool plastic water bottle was clutched in her hand. She twisted the cap as she decended the stairs, drinking the whole thing before she could get to her room.

Even if Yukari didn't drink alot that night, it couldn't hurt to rehydrate. She tossed the bottle into the bin before flopping onto her bed.

On her nightstand her phone vibrated. She reached for the pink phone and flipped it open.

Junpei: Did you live?

Yukari stopped a giggle before texting back

Yukari: Yea, she just kinda told me not to do it again

Another buzz

Junpei: lucky.

Another.

Junpei: nite
Yukari: night

And with that Yukari snapped her phone shut and closed her eyes, falling asleep right away.

(YES IT IS MY SHITTY FANFICTION I AM INSANE)