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[likeadog]

im not advocating for censorship obviously but i do wish some creators i follow online had like. clean versions of their stuff bc i agree with their points and would like to share them but i could not send that stuff to my immediate family or use it as an educational tool bc of the sheer amount of vulgarity

[lennydaisy]

BEFORE WE START!

I just want to disclose that I am by no means a professional, not that anyone expects me to be, when it comes to writing. It’s just something that I do for fun.

So there will most definitely be grammatical mistakes and errors, but i will get to them eventually.

Also, this fic will be following the storyline of the show with my own character insert(s) and plots. Not everything will line up with the shows original takes, but those would be decisions that I’ve taken creative liberties of changing to fit my own plots.

DISCLAIMER! I do not own the show, Outer Banks. All the shows characters and plots belong to their rightful owners. I am just a fan of the show who wanted to throw their own character into the mix for a fun writing experience.

I hightly recommend you watch the show if you haven’t already, its 11/10 :)

Now that being said, please enjoy my story and don’t be afraid to comment your thought and opinions throughout. I would love to hear what you think.

Lots of love, 

Daisy <3

[mizumi-kahago-art]

Chapter03: «Slice of Life» (MysMess Fanfic)

Disclaimer (Trigger Warnings): Suicide; Murder; Sex (mentioned); Blood; Torture (mentioned); Abuse; Drug Abuse (mentioned); Mental Illnesses (strongly mentioned)

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Chapter 3

This relationship grew into something worthwhile in the following few months. I behaved to his satisfaction and I got rewarded accordingly. I wanted to please him and give him everything I had to offer.

Shaping my personality into something even more submissive than I already was. But this dependency on him was thrilling for me. I felt like a puppet controlled by his hands and I enjoyed every second of it.

Today was the day I wanted to change my clothes for him. I swiped out my old punk style of a one sleeved top and ripped jeans, paired with a black jacket for something more elegant. Wearing this would surely take him by surprise when he’d get to visit me today.

The outfit of my choice was a lot more revealing around my chest and legs. I opted a midnight blue dress with thin straps and a sloped cut on the hem, revealing one leg almost completely. The choker placed around my neck adorning me every single day since receiving it.

I was just about to put on the high stockings as it was already time to reveal myself to him, I heard the typical knock on the door as I just got up, slipping my feet into high heels, knowing I never wore them and they’d probably torture my feet mercilessly. But I didn’t care, as long as he’d like it.

Making my way over to the door and opening it with a forceful swing, he stood in front of me as usual. My face displaying a bright smile at him, hoping he’d notice my change in style.

He eyed me for a few moments, noticing something was different. He was looking left and right and then pushing me back in my room. «I hope you didn’t plan on going out like this.» I was shocked, what did he mean? Why was he saying such a thing? I fucked up, he didn’t like it.

I felt shame crawling up inside of me. Now both of us also noticed that the hand he pushed me back with was resting on my chest. I looked up and down in shame but I had seen a very faint blush on his cheeks. Before I could open my mouth he told me the following:

«Because I will be the only one ever laying a hand on you. I am the only person entitled to see your exposed skin.» His voice getting louder and louder, the next sentence he yelled at me: «You are entitled to me and me only! And now I take what’s mine.» His eyes and face giving off the look of a hungry predator.

Not that I minded. No, quite the opposite. I enjoyed it. I enjoyed it very much. The power he exuded felt thrilling, making me feel so desired. This is love. This must be love. In its most raw and purest shape.

No second was wasted as I found myself pressed down in my bed sheets. His body leaning over mine and holding my wrists down with force. It was no use struggling against his grip. I didn’t even want to. He was allowed to do with me whatever pleased him the most.

In anticipation he licked his lips, he was hungry for more. He lusted for me and I reciprocated. Where this was going was obvious and so I spent the following hours making love to him, being tangled up with his body, feeling him inside of me, his fingers exploring every inch of my form.

Was this heaven? At least this was the promised paradise I always longed for so badly.

Eventually we both fell on the bed sheets once more. Sweating, breathing heavily, gasping for air – our bodies exhausted beyond comparison. His chest rising and falling, I looked at him laying next to me in bed. I couldn’t believe this was real, but it was.

At this moment, I was glad I didn’t take my life back then. I confessed those thoughts to him and he pulled me closer, taking me into his arms, holding me tight. I peered and blinked, as I noticed he took my wrist and kissed the scars on the bottom side of my arms. Scars he inflicted on me.

I was proud of them, I was proud of everything he did to my body and I’d wear it with pride. Especially the newly added marks and bites now embellishing my neck and collarbone. But I still felt like it wasn’t enough.

Raising my voice rather than stuttering in this moment I said: «It’s greedy and I ask to speak.» He nodded and I continued. «I want more. I admire you with every fiber of my being. I want more than just feel you. I want to become one with you but in another way. I want to be like you. So I decided to bleach my hair white for you.»

And this decision was final for me. I was sick of how my hair was before, it was part of my old life. But now a new chapter began and I left that sick life behind me. I also wanted to be like him in every way and he took this positively, with a smirk on his lips.

«Feel free to do so, my princess.»

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«« Summary | « Chapter 02 | Chapter 04 » 

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[bitchxtear]

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[jusliiv]

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