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[midnight-wood]

Thank u for reading Nightfall. 🥺🥺🥺 Means a lot to me since I worked very hard on it but it just didn't take off.

Omg of course!!!!!!

I really enjoyed it so so much 🖤🖤🖤

Should you ever add to it, put me on the tag list!!!!

Also I will say, back when I wrote consistently, (pre COVID, a lifetime ago) nobody ever loved the ones I put my all into??? But that did not stop me and it should not stop you. 🖤

[gojonanami]

Quick question before I read this

What's the ? Diamond signs supposed to mean. Í

hi bb — that’s odd I don’t know why it loaded like that — the title is the “the wrong place at the right time !”

it’s a taylor swift lyric from the song “slut!”

[pseudowho]

Happy birthday to meeeee!

Please excuse me while I eat cake for breakfast, for every meal, all day.

Credit to @mrhaitch for being the best husband, that I could never ever possibly deserve.

Credit to @anonimusunnoaniswriting for making this gem for me 😭💕🤧

And for @delirious-donna for getting me beautiful early birthday presents this week. Kento and All Might are living their best lives, between my breasts, forever.

[actuallysaiyan]

Waiting For The Miracle(Villain!Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader)

I dreamed about you, baby It was just the other night

Let's see if we're that strong Yeah let's do something crazy, Something absolutely wrong

warnings: Dark themes, murder, violence, abuse, blood, smut, unprotected sex, weapons, swearing, choking, rough sex, Yandere themes pairings: Villain!Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader word count: 3.5k summary: Nanami Kento has a rage that builds deep inside of him for years. The minute he finds out that you are the victim of abuse, he snaps...and what ensues is the madness that you both descend into. taglist: @beneathstarryskies @seireiteihellbutterfly @an-ever-angry-bi @benkeibear @namikyento @adharadotcom @anonimusunnoaniswriting @erebus-et-eigengrau

I cannot stress this enough, this is a VERY VERY VERY VERY dark piece of writing. I do not condone these actions, but I just want everyone to know that this isn't for the faint of heart. If you cannot deal with any of the warnings mentioned above, please you should skip this. Heavily inspired by the film Natural Born Killers.

Nanami was outraged. He’s been holding these feelings deep inside of himself for years. They threatened to spill over so many times, but he was so good at keeping himself in check. So many times he clenched his fist and bit his tongue. Losing his best friend and watching his upperclassman defect, it made the fire deep in the pit of his belly become even more heated.

Kento took lots of comfort in knowing he always had you. You, the bright eyed smiling girl of his dreams. You worked hard to become a sorcerer that was at his own level. Both of you became Grade One sorcerers in no time. But what Kento never knew was that you were hiding your own secret. He had no idea that you harbored just as much pain as he did. Maybe you harbored even more pain than him.

For years, you endured the abuse of your family. The minute they found out that you could see curses and that you weren’t just mentally ill, they found it so repulsive to keep you around. During the summer vacation, you always wished you could go somewhere else but home. They tried to hide you like some dirty secret, but you always found solace in coming to school.

Meeting Kento and Haibara has been your saving grace. Having two best friends who would do absolutely anything for you made you feel like a normal person. It’s why you hid your secret from them for years. Neither of them had any idea that your family was treating you like some sort of pariah.

After the loss of your sweet friend Yu Haibara, something broke deep inside of Nanami. You watched him shift from calm and collected to sullen and deep inside himself. Then both of you felt so helpless losing Suguru as well. You, Satoru and Kento tried to pick up the pieces, but it all just seemed to be too hard. Gojo became too strong for any of you to match him, and Kento grew increasingly angry at the world.

It started with one mission gone wrong. Kento found himself in a conundrum where he could save someone at the cost of losing the curse. The curse taunted him one too many times, and so he allowed the victim to be hurt to be able to exorcize the curse. 

The blood that splattered from the victim ended up on Kento’s face. He shuddered at the way it suddenly excited him. His eyes rolled back and he smeared that blood. The victim watched in horror before their life was snuffed out. He used his Ratio technique, hitting them right in their weakest point.

From that moment on, Kento finds himself growing addicted to the spilled blood. He knows it’s wrong to allow innocent people to die, but he also knows he can’t stop the anger that fuels him. He’s gone too far down this path, and he doesn’t think he could ever deviate from it.

So the moment he found out that your family had been abusing you, Kento grew even more angry. It was like his whole body was crying out to end this madness. You were his everything. The apple of his eye. His sweet angel. He knew he’d kill for you if he had to. And he would stop at nothing to keep you safe…

It’s late one night when he knocks on the door of your family home. You open it to see him, and you swear you’ve never seen this look in his eyes. It’s pure rage that you can see. It excites you in a way that is confounding and eerily comforting. 

“Are you home alone?” he asks, his fists shaking from being clenched so hard. 

“N-no.” You reply in a quiet voice. 

You know that you shouldn’t let him in, but you feel it in your heart that this could be your way out. As you shut the door behind him, you hear your father calling out from his spot on the couch.You wished that he would just leave you alone for once in your life. 

“Who the fuck is here?”

You shudder and cower when you hear that tone of his voice. Tears sting your eyes, and Kento is quick to notice the way you’re reacting to this. He gently cups your face in his hands and he leans in closer.

“I’m here to deliver you from this pain,”

His words make your heart skip a beat. Your eyes widen and you try to understand just exactly what he means when he says he’s going to deliver you from this pain. What does he plan to do? Your heart races as you watch Nanami pull the carrying case from his back and unsheathes his blunt blade.

“K-Kento, what are you—”

But you’re interrupted by your father coming in to investigate what’s going on. His eyes narrow at the blond standing in front of you. You can tell your father is beyond pissed off at this point. You make no move to intervene.

“I knew it! You really just let any man into this house,” your father spits out. “Who’s this scumbag anyway?”

Kento sneers, “You’re never putting your hands on her ever again.”

Your father is about to laugh in his face, but you watch in surprise as Kento uses his ratio technique on your father. There’s a split second where your father doesn’t quite realize what’s just happened. Then the blood begins to gush from his throat.

You blink and squeal in surprise when some of the blood splatters on your face. With shaking hands, you try to wipe it off your face. Yet all you manage to do is smear it, and just like Kento some time ago, something changes inside of you. You look at the man you love.

“You…you killed him,” you say in a matter-of-fact tone.

“I did it for you. Nothing’s going to take you away from me. Never again,”

Kento wraps his arms around you, ignoring the gurgling noises that your dying father makes. Then you feel Kento’s lips on yours in such a heated kiss. Neither of you know where this passion has come from, but it feels like it’s growing with every second.

“I don’t know why you hid this from me,” Kento says as he rests his forehead against yours.

“I was ashamed. I was scared you wouldn’t see me the same way.”

Kento growls, “You are my one and only, do you understand me?”

You’re about to reply when a blood-curdling scream interrupts you both. Your mother is pointing at you, trying to convince you to move away from Kento. Then her eyes widen in horror as she sees the blood splattered and smeared on your own face. You begin to laugh as she’s piecing it all together.

“Oh sweet mother of mine,” you coo mockingly. “How many times did I ask for your help or for you to lay off me?”

“I-I-I-” she tries to get the words out, but she’s so terrified.

“I-I-I…what? You’re too scared to fucking talk to me now? After all this fucking bullshit?!” You cry out. 

Then you grab Kento’s blunt blade, imbuing it in your own cursed energy. It glimmers with red energy, pulsing and glowing. You spin it around, catching it with a scary precision. 

“Go on, darling. Show her just how strong and powerful you are,” Kento coaxes you, knowing you’ll do what you need to.

Your eyes flare with rage as your mother begins trying to reason with you. She tells you that she never meant to hurt you. She gets down on her knees and begins to beg for forgiveness. You slowly slide the blunt blade down her cheek, making a cut from the imbued cursed energy.

“What kind of mother hurts her own flesh and blood?” you ask her, tears in your eyes. “What kind of mother lets her little baby become the victim of years of abuse?”

Your mother tries to defend herself, but it’s too late. Kento watches you proudly as you slash the blade. Blood pours out of her wound, and she grasps at her neck pathetically.

“You let him hurt me for years. You let my own father— you let him touch me. You let him do anything he wanted, and all you did was watch.” You finally tell her.

You hand Kento his blade back, and he can see it on your face. You never knew that you’d be capable of doing something like this. But after being hurt so deeply by the two people who were supposed to protect you and raise you, your heart had been filled with so much rage.

“You’re free now,” he whispers softly before kissing you.

“We’re free.”

You hold his hand, and he leads you out of the house. You look at your childhood home one last time before Kento lights a match and throws it at the building. It goes up in flames within seconds, making you cheer loudly. 

Then he guides you to the car he managed to acquire. You jump into the passenger side, and Kento gets behind the wheel. He starts it up, winking at you. You never knew you could feel so liberated in your entire life.

With the music cranked up, Kento drives you far far away from all of this…

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

In the hotel room, Kento’s hands are all over you. After a long shower to clean the blood from your skin, you feel new. He kisses you hungrily. His tongue wrestles with yours for dominance, his saliva filling your mouth sweetly. You moan at the taste of your lover. When he pulls away you watch the strings of spit keeping you both connected.

“You’re my angel,” he whispers gruffly. “Nobody will ever take you away from me.”

Your eyes widen, “Nobody will ever take you away from me either.”

His hands pin your wrists above your head. You let out such a cute moan for him as his knee spreads your legs. Kento’s eyes are alight with passion as he leans in to kiss you once more. Your lips meld together with heat and desire. Your whole body shudders as he tightens his grip on your wrists.

“I fuckin’ mean it, angel. Nobody’s taking you away from me,”

Your heart races at the sound of his voice. His words are genuine and true. He’d do anything to keep you safe. One of his hands comes up to your throat, squeezing just a little to have you gasp for him.

“You are all mine,” he growls in your ear. Then he squeezes your throat harder. “I’d rather fucking die than to be on this earth without you.”

You let out a strangled moan as you feel his hand dragging down your naked body. He smirks as he tweaks one of your nipples, then the other. Then he presses a kiss to your breast, his teeth gently biting down on it. 

“Shit!” you cry out, your hands gripping his hair.

Nanami chuckles darkly as he licks the deep bite mark he’s left on your sensitive flesh.His eyes flicker up at you as his large, calloused hands cup your breasts. You let out passionate gasps and whimpers as he begins to suckle on your nipples. His teeth graze them, making you jolt into his touch.

Eventually he gets fed up with waiting. He spreads your thighs wide, spitting onto your already wet cunt. Using two fingers, he smears your arousal and his spit all over your weeping hole. Then he stuffs you full of his fingers, making you buck up.

“That’s it,” he coaxes you. “Think you’re ready for me?”

His cock rests against your mound and he pulls his fingers out of your cunt. You nod eagerly, begging for him. With one fluid movement, Kento bottoms out inside of you. He doesn’t give you a chance to adjust, slamming into you over and over.

The air from your lungs is forced out, making you gasp and pant from the intense pleasure. You’ve never seen him look at you like this. It’s like he’s trying to bound your souls together. His hands grip your hips, pulling you down with each harsh thrust. 

“Don’t worry about anything,” Kento growls against your ear. “Never going to let anyone touch my fuckin’ angel ever again.”

You cling to him, wrapping your arms and legs around him. “I love you so much. I never want to let you go.”

Kento picks up his pace, nibbling at your neck. With every thrust, he tells you about how he’s never letting anyone come near you anymore. You’re always going to be right by his side where you belong.

“You belong to me, and only me…” he pushes his cock deeper inside of you.

The coil inside of you snaps and your orgasm comes crashing down over you. You cry out, your nails digging deep into the muscles of Nanami’s well-toned back.

“Fuck that’s it,” Nanami grunts as his hips go faster. “Good girl, my good girl.”

He grips you even harder, his fingertips surely going to leave bruises into your skin. His eyes are boring into yours, a flame of desire building between the two of you. It’s going to consume you both.

“Nobody’s taking my baby away from me!” Thrust. “All mine, you got it?!” Thrust. “Gonna claim you and keep you safe!” Thrust.

And with the final thrust, his cock is nestled bruisingly against your cervix. Shots of his thick potent cum begin filling your awaiting womb. You let out another sweet cry of love, making Nanami growl loudly.

“Mine!”

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

The days and weeks that follow are a whirlwind of pain, pleasure and killing. You and Nanami find yourselves unable to contain the bloodlust that seems to have infected the two of you. The rage that built so deep inside both of you has become uncontainable. It grew so fast.

Each and every little village you go to, you find yourselves unable to stop killing. With you seducing the worst types of people, Nanami is right there ready to attack them. Doesn't matter if they are men or women, you two get your fix together.

One night you’re in a small bar together, enjoying each other’s company. To anyone looking at you, nobody would be able to tell you’re the infamous curse users. Nobody knows who you two are. 

The music starts up on the jukebox and your eyes light up with excitement. You get up from your seat, getting closer to the source of the music. 

“This is my favorite song!” You exclaim, losing yourself to the music.

Nanami watches you, his eyes full of nothing but pure love. This soon turns into something else as a few men begin to take notice of you. His eyes are narrow and precise as one of these scumbags approaches you and tries to place his hand on you.

“Hey fuckface! I’m just tryin’ to dance here!” You spit out, pushing him off of you.

“What’s your fucking problem!? Stupid cunt!”

He’s about to hit you, when you slam him into the wall. The man’s eyes are wide as he notices how you are much stronger than you appear. Everyone is looking at the display, but Nanami’s got his eyes locked on just you. He thinks to himself how proud he is that you’re his girl.

“Now, now…let’s settle this calmly, little miss.”

You spit in the man’s face, “I told you, I was just dancing. You’re the one who got fucking handsy with me!”

The man’s eyes widen when he sees you pulling back his fist. Nobody in the bar can see the cursed energy imbued in your fist. The guy tries to reason with you, but it’s much too late when your hand connects with his fist. Everyone screams in horror as the blood comes flying out of the guy’s nose and eyes.

“Holy fuck!” Someone from the crowd exclaims.

Before anyone else can do anything, you watch as your true love pulls the blunt blade from his harness concealed beneath the cream blazer. Everyone watches you both as you begin attacking the people in the bar.

“Think you can just watch as a couple of scumbags try to take advantage of a young woman?” Kento asks the scared patrons. “Is this really what you want to see happen right in front of your eyes? How disgusting!”

One of the men comes over and tries to reason with him, which makes Nanami swing his blade while pairing it with the Ratio technique. You squeal in delight as you watch your lover dispatch these evil people.

Soon it turns into an all-out brawl. The bar was packed with so many people, and here you and Nanami are trying to teach them all a lesson. All you wanted was a night out for fun, but they showed you their ugly side. 

“Don’t even think about touching my pretty little angel,” Nanami sneers as he grabs someone by the back of their neck.

And he holds the person steady for you, causing you to use your cursed energy to set their nerves alight. They foam at the mouth from the intense shock to their system. Their eyes flutter shut, and then you strike them with your fist.

The last person alive is a writer named Genevieve. She pleads for her life, telling you she’s nothing but a lowly writer. You look over at your lover, smirking playfully. Then Kento sheathes his blunt blade back into the holster.

“Take your swing, honey.”

The last thing the writer sees is your fist coming straight for her face…

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

The car slows down on an empty bridge. You’ve been driving for a long time. Kento looks at you when he cuts the engine. Then he gets out of the car, coming around to open your door. He takes your hand in his, leading you towards the railing.

“Look at that beautiful river,” Kento whispers in your ear. “The water flows endlessly…just like our love.”

Your pupils are blown wide with love. Kento cups your face gently, kissing you so tenderly. It’s been such a wild ride already, but you’re ready to continue this life with him. You know you’d happily die for him. You’d happily kill for him again and again and again…

“Let’s do this properly, yeah?”

You nod your head. Kento leads you back to the car and you gather up some stuff from your past life. He helps you push it off the side of the bridge. Mementos, pieces of clothing you’d never wear again and even family photos scatter in the water.

“Goodbye bitch,” you say to your former self. “I’m a free woman now!”

You climb onto the railing, raising your arms up and letting out a loud cry. Kento looks at you like you strung the stars in the sky just for him. He places his hand protectively on your back, keeping you steady.

“Let’s get married,” Kento finally announces.

You look back at him, your eyebrow cocked when you finally take in what he’s just said. You laugh wildly.

“Right here? I mean…we got no priest. No officiator. No church…no temple.”

Kento helps you down onto your feet, pulling you into his arms. Your face nuzzles in the crook of your neck as he begins to play with your hair. He then leans in to whisper in your ear, his voice deep and full of desire.

“No need for any of those things. Our church is right here. We are our own officiators. Our own redeemers.”

You look deeply into his eyes, your heart thumping wildly in your ribcage like the wings of a hummingbird. Then you nod, unable to properly form the words just yet as you are overwhelmed with so much happiness.

“Give me your hand,” Nanami asks, and you do as he says.

You watch as he pulls a small buck knife. Then he makes a small incision in his hand. You gasp when you feel the cold metal on your palm next, whining softly from the pain. Then Kento clasps your hands together, holding it out over the flowing river.

“There we go,” he whispers huskily. “Now we’re husband and wife.”

You tear up, “Y-yeah! Yeah we are!”

Kento then uses his other hand to cup your face. He kisses you with all the love he can muster. Then he leans his forehead against yours, keeping your hands together and dripping blood into the river.

“And there we go…flowing in all the rivers and oceans and lakes and seas of the world. We’re everywhere all at once.”

You look into his eyes, then you wrap your arms around him completely, kissing him so sweetly. You never knew that life could be so free. You know that things aren’t going to be the most normal with this relationship, but you wouldn’t trade any of it for the world.

“I love you forever, Kento.” 

He smiles, “And I love you forever, darling.”

[nanamiscocksleeve]

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@anonimusunnoaniswriting @erebus-et-eigengrau please enjoy 😊

wc: 936

Notes: Regency au, fem!reader, dark-ish romance? Idk, he’s a vampire so he does what he wants

Imagine meeting your vampire lover for the first time in a glittering Regency-era ballroom one dark night.

You have no prospects and are only here thanks to the charity of wealthier relatives. The dance card on your wrist is only a formality, for you will probably be betrothed to some widower you have never met, and married to him within the month.

So imagine your surprise when a gaunt yet handsome young man approaches you with a smile, apologising for his impropriety and for not being introduced to you by someone else, before asking if he may write his name on your dance card.

You stammer out something like assent, drawn to his deep brown eyes. There is something almost otherworldly about them; maroon more than brown, perhaps, with a strange glow. His gaze seems to hold you in place while he gently takes your wrist in his hand and carefully writes his name at the very top of the card.

His lips are so close to your glove that he could kiss the fabric above your veins if he so wished. Instead, he remarks, “How unusual. A lovely lady such as yourself should have suitors falling over each other for a dance with you.”

“That-that is not likely,” you manage, “f-for I am not one who has prospects that merit dances with multiple suitors.”

“Is that so?” He raises an eyebrow, eyes still trapping you where you stand. “Then perhaps they cannot see the prospects that I can.”

You wonder what he means, but before you can ask, he lets your hand go and smiles, dark hair combed back too perfectly, clothes pressed too neatly, teeth far too white and gleaming.

He is beautiful and mysterious and almost unheard of, for he was practically raised on the Continent after his mother died giving birth to him. He returns following the death of his father, after whom he was named, and whom he resembles to a shocking degree.

Some might say they are the same person.

He has neglected much of the social season since his return, particularly events that take place during the day. But he does attend a ball or two. A special favour for the few friends he keeps and those who knew his equally reclusive father.

When he returns to collect you for the dance, you feel the ton’s judgemental eyes on you. How dare a little nobody like yourself dance with the most eligible bachelor of the season? How dare the daughter of an insolvent drunkard go anywhere near this respected gentleman?

You know what they must be saying behind your back. You know what your jealous and spiteful cousins will say to your face later on.

But when he takes you in his arms for the dance, none of it matters anymore.

He takes your gloved hand in his, brushing his cold lips against your knuckles. But his eyes do not leave yours for even a moment during the first part of the dance. The maroon looks more red than brown as he takes you in.

His hand rests on the small of your back, fingers splayed across the laces of your gown, sending a tingle up your spine. You suddenly find yourself conscious of how revealing your gown must be - a hand-me-down from your relatives that was hastily (and improperly) redone for you, revealing a little too much of your unblemished neck and chest.

There is no chance of you besting the other ladies at dancing; they have learnt from the best dancing masters in the country. But the movements you make aren’t yours; it is as though your dance partner is controlling every step you take, every gesture you make, every way your body moves. You are simply a spectator of your own dance.

You feel your cheeks burn as his eyes travel down your neck, his gaze landing on your collarbones. He drinks in every inch of you as he practically carries you through the dance. And he’s thirsty for more.

The look he gives you is that of a man who has spent years travelling through the desert and has finally found water for the first time in his journey. The darkness of his gaze frightens you, but when he feels you tense, his expression turns gentle. “Do not be afraid, my lady,” he whispers in your ear, making you shudder. “I will not hurt you, nor will I ruin your reputation. Whatever else, I am still a gentleman.”

“I never had any reputation to be ruined in the first place,” you tell him. “My family was ruined long ago.”

He looks sympathetic, and would say more, but the dance comes to a close and he lets you go.

His smile is absolutely brilliant; it’s impossible to take your eyes off him and his gleaming white - sharp? - teeth. “We will meet again,” he says.

It sounds like a promise — and a command.

For he heard the quickening of your pulse, sensed the rush of rich blood flowing through your veins, saw the perfect place on your skin in which he could sink his fangs. He saw the kindness in your eyes, how you looked away when embarrassed, felt you relax while dancing in his arms.

You will meet him again. He will make sure of it.

He will not ruin your reputation. As he assured you, he is a gentleman. He will follow the rules of propriety and court you.

But he longs for the day you will come to his arms forever and he can slake his thirst.

He wants you. He needs you.

And he will have you.

Part 2 here 🤭

[mrhaitch]

@anonimusunnoaniswriting are you well?

[sugurusasks]

Hey umm... Dunno if you were serious about wanting to see my fic but here goes:

https://www.tumblr.com/anonimusunnoaniswriting/750750213143216128/angel-of-small-death?source=share

Enjoy? Haha 🫣🫣🫣

i was. i’ll give it a read tonight when i get home.

[delirious-donna]

Donna darling! ♡

I'm utterly sorry for delaying my response to your fic about Kento and the kitchen service. You and @anonimusunnoaniswriting have been very cheeky sneaky smutty magicians that have been drinking potions from the fountain Smut Goddess ! As I said earlier to Noni dearie, My migraine attack has quieted down, but I'll probably end up in the ER again with a possible multiple heart attacks due to yours and her Nanami Kento Kitchen delicatessen! Oh my goodness! 🙈🔥❤️‍🔥🥵🥺

This was deliriously delicious to read !!! And worse, if I was already addicted to fanfiction, now my condition has worsen with this. LOL

As I said to Noni, I haven't been able to look right to my small kitchen that my mind wanders to both your fics, and my legs just wobbles. Lord I'm ending up in Dante's Inferno circle which shall read "welcome to the smut club if you've read any single one, your place is here". And I'll happily take my place giggling like a school girl.

Thank you for your magnetic writings and inspiring imagination! Blessed be thy writer's hands !

Thanks so much, love. It always means so very much to receive asks and comments like these. I’m just glad that there are people that enjoy the stories in my head, even if they are mostly filthy 🤦‍♀️

Have a great day, dearest! <3

[gojonanami]

Eating your yuuji in a bowl like he's custard.

ahhh I’m so glad 😭🥹 I’m always nervous when I write a new character but it makes me so happy that you loved it 😭😭

he’s the ultimate cutie pie

[pseudowho]

Hello hellooo new anon here!!! I LOVE YOU AND YOUR WRITING SO MUCH 😩😩😩

Also I'm slightly nervous for having to ask because I'm quite unsure how to address you? In most of your asks, they either call you Mrs. Haitch, Ms. Haitch, or just Haitch. I come from a country that heavily uses honorifics for everyone so calling someone casually in their name alone can only be applied to close friends and acquaintances 🥲. I'd love your response please have a great day/night/afternoon!!!

I actually prefer just "Haitch", but since my husband, Mr.Haitch, has come to play too, people often call me "Mrs.Haitch" instead.

I'm not from an honorifics country, but I insist you call me however suits you.

"Haitch", "oi!", "hey, you!", "this bitch here" and "Mrs.Haitch" all accepted. I was never much of a Ms., I'm more a Miss or a Mrs.

Apart from @anonimusunnoaniswriting who calls me Daddy.

Love,

-- Haitch xxx

[actuallysaiyan]

Part 3 and final part of my shout outs. As I said in the last part, if I forgot anyone, I am so so so sorry. Please remember that if we have ever interacted or we've ever chatted or reblogged or commented from one another or you've ever even just liked any of my fics, you are a super star and I love you!

In no particular order...

@tsukimefuku for being so sweet, kind and so so so talented! I am so happy I stumbled onto your blog when I did. I have found nothing but amazing fics and such an amazing person as well!

@rahuratna who is, in my opinion, one of the best writers ever on this app! Thank you for blessing us all with amazing fics and also with such awesome comments and reblogs! You're so amazing!

@g-kleran. who is such a sweetheart and always leaves the best comments! You are an angel and I am so happy you are in my life <3

@anonimusunnoaniswriting thank you for being my friend and always being so sweet and writing some of the best fics on here ever! You are crazy talented and I love seeing you on my dash.

@kentocalls <33333 Sweetiepie you are truly a blessing in this life! Thank you for being so supportive and so kind and your writing is so gooooddd so amazing!!!

@marikuchanxo I'm so glad we started talking!! You're the number one Ijichi fan for sure! I love your Smaus! and you are just such a treasure in this world!

@erebus-et-eigengrau you are the gift to the writers! You literally are so kind and so sweet with your comments. Honestly a lot of the time, I wonder how I could continue writing without your sweet and encouraging comments to keep me going!

@that-goth-bisexual you are so talented and so sweet and I love love love seeing you on my dash! Thank you for being so friendly and for writing such yummy Yandere fics!

@lazyjellyfish300 we have just found one another, but I am OBSESSED with your writing! Thank you for being so supportive of my work as well!!! You are so awesome!

@celestialgojo thank you for always being a good friend and thank you for writing amazing beautiful poetic works of art! I cannot wait to see what else you'll write and I always love seeing you in my inbox!

@entirelysein-e who is just a beautiful ray of sunshine, an amazing friend and so so so so supportive! You write some very spicy smut that I always look forward to and you really are just so amazing!

@kenpachisbrat fellow Kenpachi enjoyer! And also such a sweetheart! You and @entirelysein-e will never know how much you did for me that one day that I started chatting with both of you! It was a life changing day for me!!!

more mentions and sweethearts that are near and dear in my heart(I LOVE YOU ALL THANK YOU FOR BEING IN MY LIFE):

@an-ever-angry-bi @jadedjane @dottedsilktie

@galaxychaos78 @harlekin6 @kanashiki79 @senseifupa

@shycoconutt

AND SO MANY MANY OTHERS!!!!! Please, my inbox is ALWAYS open to chat and to shout out the many amazing people on Tumblr!

[nanamiscocksleeve]

INTERACTION CHALLENGE ‼️

Tag 8 writers whose work you appreciate and let them know that you value their effort.

The tagged writers will continue by doing the same!

Oooh....only 8? That's kind of hard.

People's work that I'm enjoying so far...here goes (and this is by no means a limited list, but the ask only said 8)

@sukun4scumdump All your smutty fics are a delight!

@anonimusunnoaniswriting why would you kill me with that Hiromi fic. Like. so much. angst.

@kentocalls I read a few of her fics and they are sooo goood

@actuallysaiyan Nanami smut galore! They post regularly too.

@delirious-donna I stumbled upon her page and screamt. I love her Kento fics. And her Hiromi ones.

@itsfairly all your stuff has me blushing and giggling

@blankwashed for all your Toji needs *hehe*

@dottedsilktie who I recently found. Chef's kiss.

There are so many more blogs out there and this blog is relatively new so I'm still discovering a lot of writers.

Love you guys 💜💜💜💜

[gojonanami]

https://www.tumblr.com/rubystims/698889474851127296/obble-source-source-gifset-dedicated-to-a?source=share

I need you to know that this is what I look like when reading professor geto. Right. Ok have a great day lovey. Byeeee.

I had no idea what to expect but when I opened the link it made me laugh laugh — that’s so funny hahah

can’t wait to see you completely melt in part three ;)

[gojonanami]

Hello dost.

I hope you don't mind my saying this but, I think you should step away from tumble for a teensy bit. Your readers are going to be here I know. I promise. We won't leave because you took a bit of time off.

From what I can see, you're reaching burnout. And it can get worse so I'm very worried and really want you to take care of yourself. We love you.

Mental health is important. Please take a writing break.

You can come back when you feel refreshed I can assure you people are gonna gobble up what you post immediately 🩷

Also a note from my cat:

hi friend! thank you for the reminder. i'm okay - i promise!! i just like writing a lot and i get frustrated when i can't! i'm okay! i have been away from tumblr -- just checking in to queue asks here and there :)

i'm okay <3 thank you for the reminder - and also thank you for gracing me with your cat -- a baby <33333

[gojonanami]

Geto bday idea? Just a day celebrating him, if you know what I mean...

What's his favourite cake? Favourite food? Favorite thing to do on his day off? Favourite thing you do to him :) etc.

:) well i went ahead and wrote the thing so i hope you give it a read--

but the ending is sad as a heads up hahah