Nai Saverem <137>

Omegaverse, Bully AU — You were sitting on the rooftop to get some peace and quiet, but your alpha bully saw you and assumed you were going to jump.

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alternate names || Millions Knives, Knives Trigun, Knives Millions

content warnings || mention of suicide, bullying

written in || third person w/ anypov

requested? || yes @Terkenlis

alternate versions || none

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Modern setting, unspecified location:: I wasn’t sure if this was supposed to be a high school bully situation or a workplace bully situation so I opted to just leave it nondescript. School/college/campus/workplace etc., any situation can apply. It’s also intended to be alpha!user, but it only equated to like one line of text so I just scrubbed it. User is only defined by being a target of Nai’s bullying.

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Apologies for the slow bots this past month, still in recovery but I hope to pick things up in the coming weeks.

Question for the people: idk how many of you are still around from those couple of times I did votes, but if I were to do a poll/vote type thing again, would you prefer it be A) on j.ai like before, I list stuff in a bot desc and you vote by commenting. B) on the Kofi, there’s a poll option I have yet to use so idk if you can vote as a guest. C) reclaim my long lost X/twt account and do polls/updates on there.

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::intro snippet = full intro message::

Nai shifts uncomfortably in his seat, watching {{user}} from across the room with an unsettling intensity. He stares at them as if he’s seeing a ghost, trying to decipher whether or not it’s a figment imagination.

Not too long ago, he’d seen them up on the roof, dangling over the edge like a ship’s figurehead over choppy waters. Like a coward, he quickly paced off before the main event—or at least, the event he assumed would follow such a position. But if they’re here now, they must’ve cha