OKAY THAT LAST LINE ON UNRAVEL PART 1 HAS ME SCREAMING IM SUPER HYPED FOR PART 2 NOW

missmooncakes

5 years ago

Dead by Daylight is a game of horror. You must activate five generators in order to be able to escape and win. However, as you do so, you must avoid the killer who prowls on the land, who is looking to spill blood. They too, are trying to escape. However, their ticket out of the game is to hunt and kill to appease the entity who had dragged you into this game. You must do what you can to escape. It includes jumping over walls, looking through chests, and hiding in closets. Do everything you can to win. Don’t let yourself get caught.

The Introduction

GASP.

[Name] [Last Name] woke up to her heart pounding in her chest and the thumping in the back of her head. She noticed how she was laying on the ground. Around her were nearly demolished and chipped columns and pieces of walls scattered around her. At a distance, she could see a rundown barn and flickering light posts scattered all over the terrium.

She slowly sat up. No longer in her demon corps uniform, she was clad in a simple grey cardigan and black shorts.

“Where’s my—“ Her hand went to her side, just to meet with nothing,”Sword...”

She stood up,”I guess the best I can do is try and find a way out of here.”

“AH!”

The terrified cry of a male’s voice pierced through the air, causing [Name] to flinch,”What... What was that?” She immediately ran towards the scream. As she grew closer, she could hear a groans of pain of the man who screamed earlier. When she rounded the corner of a column, she gasped.

She saw a man perched up, a hook curved into his shoulder as he was hung up like some sort of decoration. [Name] stared, shock. When the man looked up, his expression was distasteful, yet terrified.

“You fucking bitch, come here and help me down before it comes back!”

For a second, that comment pissed her off. But, she decided to try and pull him down anyways. With a grunt, she managed to lift his lower body upwards to get the hook pulled away from his shoulder. When she set him down, he groaned in pain once more. He started running in a limped gallop. [Name] didn’t know what to do, besides follow him.

“You said something coming back? What’s coming back?” [Name] asked as she trailed behind the man. When the man stopped behind a large rock and crouched behind it. He shoved a first aid kit into her hands.

“Wrap me first.”

[Name] rolled her eyes, pulling out the white rolled banadages and wrapping in around his shoulder. When she finished, she opened her mouth to ask the same question until the man grabbed her arm and yanked her onto the floor,”Shut up.” He murmured.

All of a sudden, the pounding in [Name]’s heart happened again. She felt herself nearly go into a cardiac attack.

What was going on?

Peering over the rock, she saw someone.

No, something.

It looked like a man. He was wearing a valgar, horrid mask that looked old and muddy. Sharp rows of teeth protruded from where his mouth should be. Where his eyes should be were just empty voids. His skin was ash-black and he wore some sort of strange overalls.

There was another girl who was running away from it as it chased her. She was crying and begging for it to leave her alone, but it just kept getting closer. Blood was dripping from her side as she desperately tried to get away.

[Name] stood up to try and help. At least do something.

But the man grabbed her wrist and shook his head,”If you get caught, it’s over for you.”

[Name] glared at him, angered,”I saved your life, why don’t you help me save her, too? You fucking coward!”

The girl cried as the killer slammed her onto the ground. She whined in pain as it picked her up and sling her over it’s shoulder.

[Name] watched as the killer walked towards a hook that was perched on a wooden column. The killer threw the girl onto the hook, making sure she would be held up by the shoulder. Another screech left her lips.

All of a sudden, large branch-like claws wrapped around the girl. One large one went straight for her chest. [Name] watched the girl struggle. Eventually, the girl lost and the claw dug into her stomach.

[Name] felt her heart drop as she watched the poor girl get lifted into the air and disappear. The pounding in her heart stopped as the killer sauntered to a different direction.

“And the entity claims another victim...” the man next to her murmured.

“What... what was that?”

“The entity. The killer around here tries to get us into those hooks. If you’re on there long enough, the entity will try to kill us. You can’t struggle against it for long. Once you give out, you’re dead.” He lifted his hand to point at a large exit that was at a far distance,”You see that, kid? We have to activate a few generators to open it. But, it will take us a little time to actually open the goddamn door.”

“We can’t just fight back?” [Name] asked, eyeing the premises around them. Where did the killer go?

“Fighting back is just wanting to die, you fucking—“

[Name] felt her heard pound once more.

All of a sudden, her vision went into a rush. She saw the killer appear aside of them. Quick to react, she dove passed the killer and made a run for it. When she ran, she heard the screams of the man once more.

She just had to keep running to escape alive.

Or she’ll die trying.

Introduction End

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“Welcome to the game Dead By Daylight, my cute little reader.”

“You will have a chance to be stuck in a game with your loved demon slayer.”

“You will have a choice that will either save your life or get you killed. Your choices will also affect the people who are with you.”

“Good luck and don’t die.”

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Choose your character

• Giyuu Tomioka

• Rengoku Kyojuro

• Uzui Tengen

• Sanemi Shinazugawa

• Shinobu Kocho

• Mitsuri Kanroji

• Obanai Iguro

• Muichirou Tokito

• Sabito E̷r̴r̸o̷r̷ ̶y̶o̸u̷ ̵c̷a̸n̴n̸o̶t̴ ̵s̵e̵l̵e̶c̵t̶ ̶t̴h̵i̴s̷ ̴c̴h̵a̴r̵a̴c̶t̷e̴r̶

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never will be.

Anime/Manga: Kimetsu no Yaiba Pairing: one-sided Sanemi/fem!Reader; Genya/fem!Reader Additional tag: Modern AU; aged-up characters; unreliable narrator; a n g s t & t r a g e d y–

Summary:

Sanemi felt awful. Revoltingly so. His throat seized at the amount of self-disgust and –loathing he felt, eyes unseeing and filled with tears as he clutched the letter to his chest, cursing himself over and over for imagining his name written on the paper instead of Genya’s.

“but it’s time to face the truth: i will never be with you.”

- you’re beautiful/james blunt

He knew from the beginning that what he was feeling was wrong. Not because she was five years younger than him – practically sharing the same age as his younger brother, Genya.

Sanemi’s heart, however, secretly longed for something as bright and warm as the sun, as calm as a bubbling brook, and as pure and innocent as the girl – no, woman – who managed to return the smile on his brother’s face and his by extension after the tragedy of losing their mother and siblings to an accident no one wanted to happen.

[Name] had been the Shinazugawa brothers’ pillar during those trying times, always spending time with them and making sure that the two would continue to function as proper human beings after the funeral. Sanemi, however, noticed that Genya was the closest to her between them-

Dearest Genya, How do you think we should tell Sanemi ah, should I call him oniichan already? about us?

This was just one of the many letters she sent his little brother – the second to the last one, short and simple and so utterly straight to the point, and it made Sanemi’s vision blurry with unshed tears.

He shouldn’t be reading this, shouldn’t be intruding on something Genya and [Name] privately shared. But Himejima-san, her caretaker, had given him the box containing the letters exchanged by the two, silently urging the grieving Shinazugawa brother to read them all.

And so he did, but Sanemi had no idea on which emotion should he feel as he carefully read letter by letter.

The letters were even arranged by date. Damn Genya and his proclivity for order. They really were hopeless romantics - writing letters to each other instead of calling or texting like normal people did. But perhaps that was what made the love between them flourish like faithful romances back in the old days. The amount of dedication to make time to express their feelings in writing, as well as the patience to wait for each letter’s arrival–

Sanemi realized– knew that he should be the one envying Genya and not the other way around.

To have found someone who shared what you felt was truly a gift from God Himself–

Sanemi’s hands trembled violently, making him drop the box unintentionally. Pieces of paper floated down the floor, piling atop each other. He cursed himself for being so careless, for disrespecting the memories of the departed by being so fucking careless with everything fragile.

Genya was gone, and [Name], too–

“We believe it was a mistaken identity,” said the police. “We have the suspect in our custody, Mr Shinazugawa, and ready to file murder against –”

“Your brother shielded Ms [surname] with his body, Mr Shinazugawa, but the bullet went through him and into Ms [surname]’s.”

“We’re very sorry for your loss. We will contact Mr Himejima about this–”

An anguished sob slipped past Sanemi’s lips, the pain in his chest making him curl on himself. Teardrops stained the letters but he couldn’t stop himself, couldn’t stop crying oh so brokenly for the ones he loved but left him.

With unsteady hands, he gathered the letters and returned them in the box – by date, just as Genya had done.

(When he was still alive–)

A piece of paper the shade of Genya’s favorite jacket caught Sanemi’s attention.

It was folded into the shape of a flower, carefully so, and Sanemi couldn’t bring himself to unravel it and read its contents despite knowing that it was the last letter [Name] had sent Genya. The paper looked delicate in his callused hands, and the fear of accidentally tearing it apart seemed to stop Sanemi from taking a look. It was special, this last letter – that much the eldest Shinazugawa child knew.

Sanemi had unfolded the paper before he knew it.

And he felt horrible towards himself (never them, no), appallingly so, upon reading [Name]’s final letter to Genya.

Sanemi was awful. Revoltingly so. His throat seized at the amount of self-disgust and –loathing he felt, eyes unseeing and filled with tears as he clutched the letter to his chest, cursing himself over and over for imagining his name written on the paper instead of Genya’s.

You’re disgusting, you should’ve been the one who died and not them, they deserve to live and not you, not you, never you, you weak, repulsive, pathetic–

I love you, Genya.

How he wished it would have been “I love you, Sanemi-san.”

fin

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missmooncakes

5 years ago

if we reincarnate as human beings into a world without demons, then I will definitely tell you… that I love you

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missmooncakes

5 years ago

Chapter 2 of unravel will be out soon! And I also have this super long chapter I got going out that I will also try and finish soon ISHJDJSJSS COLLEGE IS A STRUGGLE

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