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y’all ever feel like you’re trying to diffuse several bombs while a bomb is also strapped to your chest? cause my friends are sad and angry and not feeling well so i’m trying to take care of them and cheer them up and be the comic relief and also my parents are stressed so im trying to help them calm down and do the cleaning and stuff for them so they can go relax and my dog is crazy so i have to help wear him out so he doesn’t stress my parents out more and im constantly trying not to have a meltdown and also look like im not about to pass out every time i stand up and it’s just like UGH. i can physically feel tension in the air and it’s like aghhhhhh i can’t breathe

[urprettylittlething]

In The Shadows

Purge Alternate Universe

Yandere - Gojo Satoru x Reader x Geto Suguru

A/N - Okayyyy I've been working on this for like a week and it's the longest I've ever written for one thing, I had a shoulder injury which is mostly healed up now during the week which hindered my progress a little because I originally really wanted this to get out nearer Halloween time, but oh well TT at least its here now right? Lmao, but I hope you guys enjoy it, I tried my best and lowkey kind of hate it, I wished I could've done more or something, but if you have any ideas around this for a possible part 2 let me knoww, although no promises ;) Consider this a massive thank you story, I now have over 100 followers and the likes and reblogs and comments, you guys, I'm crying, I love you all so much <333333 I love interacting with you guys and your comments on my stories or in my inbox <3333 you all make my day ilysm <3 :( AND IM SORRY I COULDNT HELP IT, they're kind of really mean so its more harsh yandere than the soft you all wanted :( I couldn't help myself its a purge AU TT, but I promise ill make something softer in the future <33 sorry this is so long omfg, but let me know your thoughts pretty please &lt;3 and if you actually read all of this ily

summary - Another purge night is here and you think your safe and sound, but let your guard down and you'll find yourself bound.

warnings - purge, mentions of 'off screen' murder, actual 'off screen' murder, kind of gore but reader doesn't see it, blood, rope, reader gets tied up, gags?, tape over readers mouth, they're actually kind of really mean lol, especially Geto, descriptions of panic, anxiety, overthinking, stalker situation kind of, swearing, crying, brief hair pulling, if there's any more let me know ml <3

genre - Oneshot

wc - 7.2k

~spelling and grammar fixed already~

Edit - the top photo 6/11/23

The tip tapping of fingers on keys echoed around the silent room. The occasional footfalls of people around her walking up and down. Picking up books to further aid their studying would slip past the music playing in her ears when they were loud enough.

Every time she would hear someone being a little too loud for the library they were in she would glance up and shoot a half-hearted glare their way.

They’d never see her but it was the thought that counted. A barely audible sigh escapes her as she brings a hand up to massage her cold fingertips into the throbbing skin at her temple. 

Nervous nibbling was occupying her teeth and lips, chewing away the flesh and creating tender spots her tongue would soon soothe. 

She’d been staring at the same empty document for two hours now. No more than two sentences she was able to come up with before she’d erase them in a fit of frustration.

Abandoned textbooks lay closed behind her laptop, she’d deemed them no use around thirty minutes in, but she couldn't bring herself to get up and search for better ones. 

She was antsy, not able to focus on her assignment due in a week's time. Her brain was all fogged up, too many thoughts going through her mind and yet she's not able to focus on a single one.

The purge was tonight. March 21st. And it was currently 1pm. 

Why did she even bother to come to the library in the first place? Was she hoping to distract herself even just a little bit before she had to hunker herself down in her dorm for twelve hours? 

Maybe. Yes.

Was it working? Absolutely not.

She was too skittish. Overthinking everything that had the potential of happening later and things that have previously happened. 

‘Someone's not going to come and try to kill me just because I forgot to return their pen that one time, right?’ 

The amusing, albeit a little dark, thought did make the corner of her lips twitch just the smallest amount. 

Taking off her headphones after stopping her music, she closes down her laptop and starts to move it into her bag. 

She spares a quick glance around the few tables next to hers as she stands with the library's books in her arms. Her eyes locked with a man sitting roughly two tables down. Slumped back in his seat.

Gojo Satoru. Bright white and fluffy hair paired with a set of dazzling blue eyes. The ones currently peeking over the tops of his round shades that had slid down his nose as he tucked his head down slightly. 

Sitting in front of him and abstracting her view of Gojo only slightly is who she assumed was Geto Suguru. Two peas in a pod and never seen without the other. The long black and silky strands of hair tied up in a half up bun was a giveaway to who he was as well.

Both of them were originally from Tokyo, Japan. Coming over to America over five years ago. Or at least that's what she’s heard from around the place, not knowing them personally. They were the most popular boys in school when she had joined a little over a year ago and they still held the title strong.

She doesn’t think she's ever really interacted with them. At Least not on any kind of personal level. Sure, maybe from a few friends of friends or passing each other in the hallway and being polite to her upperclassmen, but nothing all that memorable. 

Which is why this prolonged eye contact is sending a very noticeable shiver down her spine. The smallest twitch of a smirk on his face and she was breaking eye contact, gulping down the pooled saliva in her mouth as she turned around and hastily made her way in between the towering bookshelves.

Leaving the library after stacking the books she’d previously taken back on the shelves, she hastily makes her way down the long corridors. Keeping her head down, her hands clutched tight on the strap of her bag. She passes very few people in the hallway.

Even after pushing through the doors and trekking her way to the dorms at the end of the path, there were very few people loitering around outside. Some of the people she passed looked like they could be stoned, not that she could really blame them. Some looked a little too relaxed and happy and some were just trying to get to their destination as quickly as possible. Like her.

As the doors came into view, and then the stairs, she slowly began to relax, her fast pace lessening up. Successfully getting to the safest place she could for when the purge would start. 

It was also a massive relief that her two good friends would be staying with her during the twelve hours of horror. Last time she was by herself there had been multiple scares throughout the night. Nothing too big but something she didn’t think she could handle alone again. 

Reaching her door on the third floor she fiddles with her keys for a few seconds before her door clicks open and she pushes her way inside. Closing the door and locking it again for good measure. 

It was 1:43 pm.

A few minutes after she had arrived back at her dorm did she realize she still needed to pick up some food items. Being a broke student meant she had essentially nothing in her cupboards or her fridge. And if she was ‘hosting for the purge’ this year, it meant she had to stock up at least a little bit. 

‘Imagine trying to hide from a killer and your stomach growls, I think I would just die on the spot.’ She thinks, the smallest smile gracing her face. Humour is usually her way to cope in situations like these. It’s either that or panicking and she’d rather try to save that for the main event.

With a heavy sigh and hesitation weighing her limbs down, she slowly puts her shoes and jacket back on. She can make this quick. In and out. Easy peasy. 

With a quick jump while shaking her limbs out to get rid of her last minute hesitation, she quickly opens her door and steps out before shutting it behind her. No going back now. Locking the door behind her, she starts making her way back down the stairs and out the doors, walking in the direction of the food store. 

Her nerves were still playing up though, eyes darting this way and that as if trying to find a reason for her to panic. ‘It’s okay, the purge hasn’t started yet, all those things are still illegal.’ Is what she keeps telling herself while taking a deep breath. But the fact they won’t be in a few hours was still cause for some panic. 

Arriving at the store, she wizzes around, collecting any good looking snack and throwing it in her basket before hastily paying and leaving. The heavy plastic carrier bag hanging from her fingers gave her reason to think she went a bit overboard. 

Her quickened steps and accelerated breathing were all she could hear for a while. Her walk back to her dorm was supposed to be a quiet one, less and less people were loitering around meaning less and less noises to distract her. 

Especially from the new set of footsteps that have appeared behind her.

As soon as her mind clocked the extra set of footsteps there, it went into overdrive. ‘Who is that? Are they following me? No, you're being delusional, they're just trying to get back home. But are they? They just appeared out of nowhere. Are they going to try and kidnap me? Rape me? Stuff me in a van? Drag me down a dark alleyway and murder me?’

Her mind was racing, steps quickening and breathing silenced under the new threat. ‘Oh god, what if they’re stalking me? Waiting until the purge starts to come and slaughter me? They’re going to kill me. They’re going to kill me. What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?’

And then they were gone. 

It barely registered in her mind that the fast paced footsteps from behind her had vanished. A sharp breath escaped her before her head whipped around on a desperate whim. No one. Not a soul on the path behind her. 

Her shoulders sank with relief and a watery laugh broke free from her trembling lips. ‘I’m losing my mind.’ She thought. Even though that feeling in her gut had faded, it never fully disappeared. Her racing heart never slowed and neither did her footsteps. 

Y/n hurried back to her dorm, almost running through the doors and up the stairs to fumble with her keys and quickly burst in. Double checking she locked the door behind her, and then checking every other lock on her third story apartment. Only when she had made sure they were all secure could she finally relax. 

Her body shivering and hands shaking from the after effects of adrenaline. Her breathing is still a little shaky as she pulls a bunch of pillows and blankets into her tiny living room. Pushing her chair and sofa away to make more space as she lays everything out as neat as she could, making the floor a comfy space for her and her two friends to crash for the purge. 

She empties the snacks from out of the plastic bag and piles them in a nice little corner near the TV. A small stack of movies there for when they’re all waiting for the purge to start. Some cards in a pack were also placed there. 

The three of them are wanting to be as quiet as possible while the purge is going on. Everything locked, curtains drawn, lights off, TV with no volume and only subtitles, quiet games to play in case they got bored, etc. 

They weren’t taking any chances. It was doubtful anything would happen, since nothing really ever did in the dorms. No student here would go as far as murdering somebody, everyone mostly stayed inside, not wanting to risk anything. She only knew of a few people that have snuck out before to rob a few stores, or do some petty revenge like smashing someone's car without getting into trouble.

But overall, it was best to remain quiet. They didn’t want to get murdered because the TV was turned up too loudly and attracted some wrong attention. 

It was 5:15 pm.

This is the time her friends arrived. Knocking some made up code on the slab of wood before messaging just for good measure that it was really them outside. 

After unlocking the door and letting her two good friends inside her dorm she swiftly closes and locks it again. Relieved greetings transpire as well as nervous whispers about the purge and some small gossip of who they think would actually go out this year and who are likely to stay inside. 

The three of them start to make their way around her dorm, closing all the curtains and double checking the locks on all the windows and doors. Especially the balcony and front door. 

After they’ve secured the apartment, they turn off all the necessary lights, flicking on a few electrical lanterns and setting them up around the living room, but away from the windows. They’ve left one lantern in the bathroom and one in her bedroom, both turned off, just in case of emergencies.  

The three of them settle in a spread out pile on the blankets she put down in the living room. Some snacks are passed around already and a movie is slotted into the TV, playing as background noise mostly while they talk.

Erica, a sassy but kind of dumb girl, with choppy shoulder length hair that had been bleached and dyed a light green. She's donned in a crop top and sweatpants, comfy.

Don, a friendly giant, very kind in nature but also a little muscly. He has short black hair and a sculpted jawline. He also came in sweatpants and a baggy white T-shirt, also comfy.

Her two very good, and only, friends here. They’re in a few of her classes and all regularly hang out together. 

“So,” Erica begins after her mouthful of powdered donut. “Who do you think is going to actually purge tonight? Like, actually actually. My moneys on them two hotties in my class.” She finishes, wiggling her eyebrows..

Don hums around his half empty soda can. “Yeah, honestly I wouldn't be surprised if they did.”

Y/n pipes up, “Wait who?” sitting up against the sofa behind her, getting comfy like she's about to hear the gossip of a lifetime.

“Oh, Em, G! You haven’t heard of it? You’ve seriously been, like, living under a rock or something.” Erica says jokingly. Picking apart pieces of her donut and eating them. 

Don perks up too. “Really? You haven't?” Y/n shakes her head in denial as Don shrugs. “I get it, it’s mostly stayed in our class, hasn’t spread much further than that.” He says before crawling forward and rummaging around for more snacks.

“So get a load of this right!” Erica sits up too after finishing her donut. Waving her hands excitedly as she tells her latest gossip. “You know them two really hot upperclassmen right?” She draws out her ‘really’ and waits patiently at the end of her sentence for the other girl's confirmation. 

When she nods in slight confusion, Erica continues, “There were some major rumours in class that the two of them were late this one day because they were beating someone up. And I don't mean like a few slaps or hair pulling, I mean punches. You know?”

Y/n nods again, this time with furrowed brows and Erica continues, “At first, I didn’t believe it, obviously. But then, the two of them came into class and I swear there were blood stains on their clothes. Blood stains! Not to mention all the plasters and bandages all over their hands! I just had to believe it then! Wouldn’t you?”

After the end of her long rant she slumps back against the front of the sofa and mumbles incoherently to herself shaking her head while pouting.

Don, who had been listening silently, pipes up, “It was true, I was actually there for once.”

Y/n’s eyebrows raise in disbelief at what she had just heard. Fighting, here? She couldn’t help but to doubt it, if only just a little. Stuff like that has never happened here. Or at least while she had been here. It was just unheard of.

And for an attack so vicious to result in blood being drawn, then there must have been somewhat of a good reason for it. That was the conclusion she came to.

“I mean, there had to have been a good reason for it.” Y/n says, “They’re pretty nice people aren't they? It is Gojo and Geto were talking about here, right? They’re really popular here too.” Her eyes darted between her two friends, looking for more answers on this unexpected juicy gossip.

Erica sighs wistfully, “No, it got shut down pretty quick, which I guess is why so little people have heard about it. God, would I pay to see them fight though. Their muscles must have looked amazing.” 

They stop talking about it after that, Don getting distracted by the snacks and whining about how she didn’t get his favourite. Erica smacking him with a few pillows and complaining how he’s getting in the way of her movie she was barely even watching. 

Their playful banter did little to distract from her inner turmoil. A small shiver went down her spine again. The memory from earlier in the library resurfacing in her mind. Gojo staring her down, the creepy walk back from the shops and now learning the two had at the very least helped in injuring someone.

It could just be because it was purge day, but everything was beginning to creep her out and she was overthinking again. ‘What if he wants to attack me next? What if all of those things were connected and someone really was following me home? What if he wants to kill me? What if both of them want to kill me? Have I ever done anything to offend them? I haven’t, have I?’ She knew these were far fetched and ridiculous, but she couldn’t help but think of them anyway.

Her spiralling thoughts were halted when a stray pillow smacked her in the face. “Oops, haha, sorry.” Erica sheepishly apologized, bringing her hand up to smooth down Y/n’s ruffled hair. Don was laughing in the background.  

Y/n was stunned for a few seconds before replying, “Oh, don’t worry. How about we put something else on? This movie is kind of boring.” crawling across the piles of pillows and blankets to reach the stack of movies.

This caught the other two’s attention, eagerly rushing to the stack as well to try and get first pick. Arguing for a few more minutes before settling on a movie they all loved. Snuggling back into their original positions.

This was how the next few hours went before the announcement appeared.

It was 6:59 pm.

At exactly 7 on the dot, the TV went black before turning blue, the government announcing the commencement of the purge. Big bold letters and ‘Emergency Broadcast System’ and ‘This is not a test’ were displayed on the screen.

They were all quiet as it played out. The mood quickly turned sombre.

“Weapons of class 4 and lower have been authorized for use during the Purge. All other weapons are restricted.”

Don gulped.

“Government officials of ranking 10 have been granted immunity from the Purge and shall not be harmed.”

Erica huffed.

“Commencing at the siren, any and all crime, including murder, will be legal for 12 continuous hours.” 

Y/n shivered.

“Police, fire, and emergency medical services will be unavailable until tomorrow morning at 7 am when The Purge concludes.”

She released a shaky breath. The announcement ends with “...A nation reborn.” before stopping. The screen turned black again.

No one moves or says anything. Each of them were frozen in an array of emotions. Fear being the most prominent. 

The silence stretched on for minutes. Eerie in its wake, not even being able to hear other people in their dorm rooms like she normally would.

Eventually, after releasing another shaky breath and rearranging herself with trembling limbs, they all snap back into the present. 

Don coughs and Erica shuffles awkwardly. 

“Cards, anyone?” Y/n meekly speaks up. The other two nod as they sit in a small circle. 

It was 7:36 pm.

This was when the first explosion of some kind was heard by them. Each of them froze in the middle of playing their mostly silent game of cards. The noise was distant, but the impact remained.

A scream from a few doors down echoed in the silent space.

They waited with baited breath for any follow up, but when nothing happened, they slowly relaxed. Each of them assumed it was the explosion that must have scared someone. Sometimes it’s better to think of the positive, rather than what that scream could have been for.

A few minutes later a siren bellows in the distance, a few car alarms wail.

Nothing too bad, but knowing that it could mean someone was being murdered out there didn’t give them any ease.

It was 8:02 pm. 

This is when the banging starts. Y/n thinks it could be a few doors down again. Erica thinks it’s below them and Don thinks it’s above them. 

Wherever it was, it was concerning. 

Erica releases a small nervous chuckle. “Maybe someone is just having a good time?” A fake smile plastered on her face to try and mask her worry. Even she didn’t believe her little theory. Not during a time like this, during The Purge.

It was a few minutes later, after they had quietly resumed their game, that footsteps were heard.

Clacking down the hallway. 

1, 2.

1, 2. 

1, 2. 

1, 2. 

They were walking at a leisurely pace. Taking their time. Strolling down the hallway and getting closer and closer.

All three of them looked towards the door, as if someone were to burst in at any moment.

The footsteps slow before coming to a stop. Right outside her door.

The three of them hold their breath, bodies flinching when a light knock rings out into the open space.

Complete silence.

Another knock.

None of them had even noticed the earlier noises had stopped, too focused on the potential threat now right outside the door. Seemingly wanting someone to open up.

Three pairs of eyes dart between each other. Silent questions trying to push their way out without being heard. A few panicked half shrugs and furrowed brows with downturned lips later, another knock rings out.

This time it was a little louder.

Barely audible whisperings of ‘you go’, ‘no you’, ‘fuck no’, ‘who even is it?’ cut through the silence. No one wanted to ask the question. To even speak a hint of it lest it result in it coming true.

Eventually after a solid minute of panicked, almost silent, squabbling later. A frustrated and frightened Erica pushed herself up. Taking a very obvious deep breath. Eyes closed and silently mumbling to herself before taking a few steps over to the front door.

She tried to be as quiet as she could but each step sounded like it weighed a ton. Every creek and every wobble made to sound the loudest. 

Very quietly bracing her hands upon the door, she leant up on her tiptoes. Peeking into the peephole positioned in the centre of the door.

The two left in the pile of blankets still. Not wanting to even breathe in fear of disturbing whatever was happening in front of them.

A sudden screech of pure panic and fear tore from Erica’s throat. Flailing before landing with a harsh thud on the floor beneath her. Scrambling backwards on her hands and feet, keeping her eyes on the door the entire time.

The two startle and immediately jump up, laboured breathing hindering their lungs from the sudden scare.

“What the fuck? Erica what happened? What was that?” Don frantically whispered. His eyes were also locked on the door. 

Y/n also whispered to her, “Who was that? Erica?” her eyes locked onto her friend, not able to bring herself to look at the door yet.

“It was.. Oh god.. The peep..” Erica wheezed out. The fright took too much out of her with her frantic gasps for air.

A sudden bang echoed into the room. A few more followed before they all realized it was coming from the front door. 

Erica screeched and threw herself back into a standing position, rushing for the kitchen and grabbing any sharp knife her eyes first laid on.

Don stood frozen in fear. Not able to move or barely breathe from the looks of it.

Y/n wasn’t any better herself. Downright terrified. This was her dorm. Her dorm. Which means whoever was outside, was looking for her.

The banging persisted, the person on the other side seemingly determined to get in. This proved correct when the handle started turning whichever way it could. 

She didn’t even realize, terror clouding her senses because when she looked back to her two friends, Don had collapsed into himself, wheezing with little air entering his lungs amidst his panic. Erica was cornered in the kitchen, sobbing, tears flooding her cheeks and ruining her mascara she had in place.

The persistent banging stopped for a second. The faint sound of another pair of footsteps approached from the hallway outside. Muffled talking pursued but it was hard to make anything out, between her pounding heart, Erica’s sobs and the slab of wood in the way, didn’t make for easy hearing.

For Y/n, it seemed there was one second of complete silence. No sobbing, no voices, no distant alarms or explosions, no racing heart, no wheezing lungs. Before chaos sprung onto them.

Suddenly the people outside, because there was another person now, resumed banging on the door. But it didn’t seem like they were ‘just knocking’ anymore. No.

They were trying to break the door down. 

She could see it from the way the door groaned and creaked under the relentless kicking. She couldn't quite tell if they were using their feet, or an object, or whatever. 

All that mattered was that they were trying to get in. And they were going to succeed.

“Move! Hide! We need to hide!” She whisper-yelled. Rushing to Don and tugging on his arm to try and get him to move. He stared at her for a few seconds before his brain caught up, registering what was happening around him. The real danger he was in right now.

“Hide.. Oh god..” He panted, sprinting for the bathroom, the first place his eyes had landed on.

With Don now searching for a place to hide, she ran her way to Erica. Still trying to be as quiet as she could, in the little hopes that they would think she wasn’t here.

“Erica, we need to hide! They’re getting in!” She frantically whispered to her hyperventilating friend. Trying to shake her shoulders, even resorting to lightly slapping her face to try and get her attention. She was desperate.

“Please!” The sound of splintering caught both of their attention. Heads whipping towards the door starting to cave. She wasn’t all that surprised, that slab of wood was a shitty excuse for a door anyway.

Erica suddenly sprung up and dove for the piles of blankets in the living room. Trying to bury herself amongst them, taking the knife with her.

And now that all her friends had been taken care of, she ran for her bedroom. Trying her best not to stumble and fall in the dark hallway. 

As soon as her door came into sight, she gently opened it, gunning for her wardrobe tucked into the corner of the room. Not even looking towards the turned off lantern, she didn’t need them knowing her hiding spot from something so obvious. 

It was already messy anyway, so in her frazzled brain she didn’t bother caring where she tossed piles of clothes and shoes in her room.. They’d hopefully think it was like that in the first place.

After quickly clearing a space big enough for her to curl into, she did just that. Situating herself just right, back pressed against the side of the wardrobe, knees tucked to her chest and pressed against the boxes in front of her. She was sitting on old shirts she hadn’t seen for months.

Hearing the door breaking even further, she grabbed any clothes within her reach and threw them over herself. Shutting the door when she was mostly covered, she could have sworn she could hear laughter coming from the hallway.

A loud crash and splintering tore through the air. She knew it was her front door. And now they were inside. 

Her hands slowly went up to cup around her mouth, trying to muffle her breathing as much as she could. Her body froze. Even when she already began to feel muscle cramps settling in, she dared not move. She forced herself to breathe slowly. Every inhale a struggle along with a reminder that she was still alive at this very moment. Even if she was convinced she wouldn’t be for much longer. 

The thought brought tears to her eyes. The original shock wears from her body and settles into something akin to despair. 

Her throat started clamping up, muscles seizing and throbbing with the need to cry. 

It was the thudding of footsteps that shook her out of it. Snapping her half way back into a nightmarish reality. 

She gulped. Closing her eyes and straining her ears for any information they were willing to receive.

Just as she thought. Two pairs of footsteps. 

With every thud of a shoe or a spike in their muffled talking, her body would tremble. 

It remained like this for a few more minutes. The footsteps or talking occasionally pausing. 

It was during one of these silences, where a different sound was heard. She couldn’t identify the exact sounds, just ones of commotion. They were still all muffled. And then she heard muffled yelling. 

It sounded so dulled, between the walls and layers of wood and clothes, she could barely make out anything, her ears straining for any hint as to what was happening. Being left in the dark like this, literally and figuratively, was terrifying her. 

And then this horrible, awful noise carried its way between the cracks in the wardrobe. Crunching. Cracking. Stomps. 

That muffled yelling from before kept getting cut off. Eventually dwindling down into a barely audible groan. Those thuds never seemed to stop either. Never ending, crunching, cracking, and now wet thuds. 

Her brain was trying its hardest to process, to catch up with the information that it has been provided with. 

More footsteps, only one pair, accompanied with muffled laughter. And a more distinct sound traveling through the air. 

A scream.

Even more laughter, hurried footsteps and pleas of ‘no’, ‘please’, ‘don’ts’. 

It was now, with the wet stomps still in the background, her screeching friend, that eager laugh, that her brain had finally caught up.

She was going to be sick.

They’re hurting them. Killing them.

Her friends.

Her body moved out of its own violation. Shaky hands and feet kicking and pushing their way out of the pile of clothes. Wardrobe door swinging open with a creak.

She collapsed out of it. Slumped on the floor, dry heaving. Her lungs not seeming to take enough air in but yet holding in too much. She couldn’t function. Fear overwhelmed every part of her. As well as grief. 

Her ears were ringing and she was left gasping, drool dripping onto the hard floor beneath her as a result of her attempted vomiting. Eyes wide open, blurry when she tapped back into her mind. 

Tears, clouding her vision and dripping audibly on the floorboards below her. 

In the distance she could hear muffled talking. Two men, she could make out more clearly. Not only that, but squelching, wet, gooey noises seemed to mingle in the air. Gurgling was the next before silence.

A minute passed, maybe two before the footsteps started up again. Those goddamn footsteps. 

1.. 2.

1.. 2.

1.. 2.

But they were slower than before. Steady. Taking their time. 

And getting closer.

Her instincts kick in, blinking profusely to try and clear her eyes from the tears, looking up and darting around before landing on the space under her bed.

She wouldn’t have enough time to fix her spot back in the wardrobe. She couldn’t run past them, not even in her best state which she certainly wasn’t in right now. She had considered her bedroom window as an option, but it was locked, which would take time to open. Not even mentioning the fact she was on the third floor, so jumping out would break at least something important. They would be quick to notice as well, and if they came for her, it was likely they would decide to chase her down.

Under her bed seemed to be her best option at the moment, and she was running out of time. Scrambling as quietly as she could, she slid herself directly under her bed, trying to center herself in the middle of it, tucking herself into a tight ball.

The footsteps stopped right outside her bedroom door, she had enough sense to shut it on her way in, thank god. But that clearly wouldn’t be enough to stop them. 

Almost as if the person was teasing her, they slowly clicked the door open. The distinct creak she had grown accustomed to over the months making itself known. 

Her muscles are tense, tightening in the presence of her predators. 

In the dark space from under her bed and in her room, it was obvious when the light from inside the hallway started spilling in the more the door got pushed open. In the vague depths of her mind it registered that they must’ve either turned the hall lights on, had taken one of her lanterns,  or were carrying one of their own.

Her lungs were burning with the effort to keep her body running with the little air she was allowing them to have, all for the sake of trying to keep quiet.

It was all too silent once again, only for a second or two before the second pair of footsteps came towards her. A lot more hasty compared to the other ones. 

Her breath silently hitched, the new person pushed their way into the room, stepping past their company before a thunk was heard. The sound forced her body to startle, jolting her muscles and kick starting her trembling again. An uncontrollable reaction to the fear she was under, the unrelenting motions causing a deep ache in her ribs.

The sound of rustling was now heard. It seemed they were looking for something. ‘They’re going to kill me. They’re digging around for a weapon to stab me with, to bash my head in, to murder me like they did my friends. I’m dead. I’m dead, I’mdeadI’mdeadI’mdead-’

Her racing thoughts consuming her fear riddled mind failed in picking up the sound of the other pair of footsteps slowly creeping round to the end of her bed. 

The person paused, silently crouching down low before a pair of hands reached under.

The sudden tight grip on her ankles followed up by the sudden pull had her screeching. Pure terror flooding her veins. She had been yanked out from under her bed, lying sprawled on the floor and gazing up at the towering man stationed above her. 

Her lungs burned, seizing up before a sickening scream escaped her. Fuelled by genuine, unrestrained horror. 

They had found her.

One of her lanterns they had brought in illuminated his face in a haunting light. The darkened shadows stretching and contorting behind him to create the most grim image for her mind to paint. Not that it was far off.

A foot standing on either side of her hips, straddling her if it wasn’t for his standing position. Hands nestled comfortably back in his trouser pockets now they had done the job of retrieving her. A comfortable looking long-sleeved shirt adorned his figure. Dark splatters starting from the bottom of his shoes and creeping their way up his legs, tapering off into a few spots that painted one of his cheeks.

An easy smile softly ingrained on his face, followed by gentle looking eyes peering down at her if it wasn’t for the malicious spiral she found herself paralyzed in. Dark locks of hair extended down his back, past where she could see from her position, with the top layers sectioned off and tied back into a bun.

His mouth opened and he spoke. “Well, well. Look what I’ve caught for us Satoru.”

Satoru. The other man must be Satoru Gojo, and this was Suguru. Suguru Geto. The most popular guys she knew, the supposedly kindest. And then staring in the library, the walk back from the shops, the gossip her most likely dead friend had told her.

Her body suddenly felt like it was pumped full of adrenaline. Pushing herself up as fast as she could, using the bed as support all the while stumbling over her numb riddled legs. She took off, running towards the open door she so desperately wanted to pass through. 

A sudden arm snatched her from around her waist and she screeched. Pure instinct driving her at this point as she scratched and kicked and flailed in his, Satoru Gojo’s, hold.

The sound of something dropping before his other arm came round, collecting both her wrists in one hand of his. His grip tightened the more she fought. Her body pressed tight against his, her back to his front. His head situated itself on her shoulder, tucking over and pressing his cheek to hers even while she cried and panted and kicked.

She could feel his grin pressing against the side of her face. “Such a pretty little thing we have here. Can’t let her get away so easily now, can we? Not after all the trouble we’ve gone through.” The last part practically whispered into her ear as she turned her face as far away as possible from him. 

A little laugh boasted out from Geto. “Of course not.” He strolled over to them, bending down to pick up what Gojo had dropped in order to restrain her.

Rope.

Fucking rope.

The moment her eyes zoned in and processed what Geto was unravelling in his hands she tried to fight back even harder. Eyes flooding with tears that spilled down her cheeks. Short mumblings of ‘no’ being repeated over and over while becoming louder until she was yelling. 

“Please don’t do this! Let me go! Please, please.. Stop!” She shrieked while sobbing, convinced they were going to kill her or torture her or something horrible like that.

Gojo walked the two of them to the edge of her bed before forcefully pushing her down, manhandling her onto her front and bending her arms to rest pressing against her back.  

She sobbed into her ruffled sheets as she felt Geto fastening the rope tight around her wrists, the rough material digging into and pinching the sensitive skin. Raw and red marks already forming amidst her struggle. 

Her legs still hung off the bed, trying their best to kick and hopefully injure one or both of them, but she knew it was a losing battle. None of her landing blows made them falter in any way.

When her wrists were successfully restrained Geto kept them pressed to the small of her back while Gojo let go and reached down to grab her ankles. Pulling them up and bending her legs at the knees while they both worked in finishing the task of tying her up.

When they finally stepped back to admire the work they’d successfully done, Y/n deflated. Tears soaking into her bed in which she rested on top of. Her lungs still burned, having never stopped. The hogtied position she had been forced into leaving her nothing to work with in terms of escaping. Not that she could think clearly anyway. The distress she was under proved too much.

“Oh, Shh Sh Sh… There, there, sweet thing. Settle down for us now. We aren’t going to kill you.” Cooed, who she could only guess right now was Gojo.

Geto reached forward from his position of kneeling on the bed, gentle soothing pets stroking her hair. Her sobbing tapering off into hiccupped breathing even while flinching with every touch. “There you go, good girl. See that wasn’t so hard now, was it?”

He pulled away from her, stepping down off the bed and heading towards the previously discarded bag on the floor Y/n hadn’t noticed before..

Y/n slowly turned her head round, no longer pressed into her sheets. Her eyes were red and bloodshot, swollen from all the crying she’d been doing. Little hiccups and groans left her while her lungs tried to recover. She’d given up struggling right now, it had done nothing but cause her pain as the rope dug and squeezed the skin of her wrists and ankles. 

Gojo piped up from behind her, only now feeling the heat from his legs pressing into hers causing her to flinch. “You know, this would’ve gone a whole lot easier if you had just let us in sweetheart.” She could practically hear the smug smile in his voice. “Look at where you are now, tied up all pretty for us. Ripe for the taking.” He pressed closer to her at that, voice practically dripping with need. 

She whined in fear and started squirming at his words. Panic flooding her senses again for just a second before a sharp tug to her hair had her yelping, halting her movements.

“I thought I told you to quit that.” Geto was back to kneeling on the bed in front of her, his hand gripping tight onto her hair, eyes narrowed. 

Her bottom lip trembled, breaths picking up with every second he glared down at her. 

“Don’t be so mean, Sugu.” Gojo said, a teasing lilt in his voice. 

Geto glanced back at him before humming and letting go of his harsh grip, her scalp burning in turn. “I suppose you’re right. She’ll have plenty of time to learn when we take her back home.”

Gojo hummed and she felt him leaning away from her, hearing him crouch down and fiddle with something from the bag as well. 

“Back home?..” She stuttered, voice hoarse and throat dry.

Geto looked back down at her, amusement painting his face. “Yes. Home.”

“Where..” She started, face formed in a twist of concern and confusion. “Please.. I.. Just let me go. I won’t- I won’t tell anyone, I’ll- I’ll leave you alone, I’ll do anything, please..” She gasped out, tears gathered freshly in her eyes again, voice cracking every few seconds. 

An amused eyebrow raised with the hint of a smirk at the corner of his mouth was all she got as a response. 

Gojo had come back, reaching round and fastening a strip of duct tape around her mouth in a sudden flurry of movement. Giving her no time to process what he had done until after he had done it. 

She cried out, the sound muffled thanks to the tape, worried eyes darting around in panic as she tried squirming again for the third time. 

Gojo pressed up behind her once again. “You’re not going anywhere, sweet pea! You’re ours now. We’ve had you picked out for a long time now.” The joy in his voice didn’t fail to put her on edge, his words doing their part in helping the tears gathered in her waterline to finally spill down her cheeks. Wetting the tape situated over her lips.

“He’s right.” Geto replied. Bringing one of his hands up to show what he had collected from the bag a few moments ago. The mobile phone in his hands glowed brightly in the dark room, the lamp from before having been moved, the light now dim.

“We’ll bring you back with us soon enough, but we still have a few more hours to kill before that. And why waste them.” Gojo said, the grin in his voice unsettling her, keeping her frozen in fear.

An easy smile pulled at Geto’s cheeks at that, head tilting to the side to gaze down at their pretty prey. 

“Well what are you waiting for then, Satoru?”

A pause. Smile pulling into a predatory grin.

“Have at it.”

[c0llisiion]

NUMB TO THE FEELING — j.jk

♡pairing : jjk + fem!reader

♡: not proof read, exs, idol!jungkook x idol!reader , fwb kinda? , smut , mutual masturbation - lmk if i missed any!

W/C : 1,162

Pt.2 , Pt.3

A/N : SORRY 4 DISAPPEARING AGAINNNNN! i js got too busy guys 😣😣😣😣 rqs are open! Send in your rqs and prompts ily <33 anyways here is a jk fic i wrote instead of finishing my other jk fic :3

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ MDNI. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

2 months. Its been 2 months since you broke it off with jungkook. It was all over the news, a hot topic for the k media. ‘BTS’s Jungkook and Y/G/N’s y/n ends 4 year relationship’, was still trending on naver. It happened so quickly. Knets are already placing the blame on you for the breakup, as they view you as a mean rebel idol who breaks hearts and messes around. A face of disgust was plastered on your face as you scroll through the endless amounts of hate comments knets put under the articles.

“Wow I always knew she was a bitch”

“She definitely cheated on him with another idol lol”

“What do you expect when you date a wh*re? Jungkook should have never dated her”

“She ruined his image”

Back and forth, people were calling you degrading names and putting Jungkook in a good light. They said all of this while not knowing a single thing about how your breakup unfolded. It was mutual. You both started getting busy with schedules. That simple. Maybe a few disagreements here and there. Maybe a few trust issues but the main point was it was mutual and you both broke up because of schedules. You got tired of the same comments and decided to turn off your phone but you got a new notification.

baby star candy 🤍

Hey

Tf is he doing at this hour?

Y/n

???

baby star candy 🤍

Is it okay if i come over?

Classic jungkook. Getting straight to the point. You stared at the text for a while not realising that you were leaving him on seen.

My baby star candy 🤍

Helloooooo?????

Its fine if you dont want me to

Y/n

Yes. Quick.

You sent your reply before his second text got to properly load. And there you were. Your phone turned off, biting your nails as you waited for jungkook.

It didn't take him a lot of time. Reaching your place in under 7 minutes and 13 seconds. You heard your doorbell and you immediately rushed to the door. You stood at the door for some time, avoiding the impression that you were eagerly anticipating his arrival.

You opened the door and see the tall bulky black haired man with his calvin klein hoodie and grey shorts. You stared at him before he brought you back to reality by snapping his fingers. You let him in before locking the door. You grabbed him by his wrists and took him upstairs to your room.

He quickly settled in your bed letting out a deep sigh, Relaxing and stretching his limbs out onto the bed. His arm was tucked behind his head as he patted the empty space next to him with half lidded eyes. You rolled your eyes before snuggling with him. Your tv was on and playing a random tv show you put almost an hour ago, forgetting to it turn off. You sighed and relaxed into his arm. The silence was comfortable. Jungkook was playing with the hems of shorts and you with the drawstrings of his shorts. You knew where this would lead to.

His hands started slowly massaging your thighs and ass in a comforting way. Its like he knew you were sad. And he did. “Im sorry” he spoke up. You looked up at him. His eyes were focused on the tv infront. “Im sorry about those comments. I should have said somethin’.” He said finally looking down at you. You shook your head and nuzzled into him closer “dont be. Its not your fault. Tbh i really dont gaf.” He chuckled at your attitude. He always liked your idgaf attitude. That’s what made him ask you out. “So you are not sad?” He asked his hands trailing up your shirt, cold fingers resting under your tits. “Hmm i was but then there is no reason for me to be. Maybe we should upload one of our sextapes to show those bitchy knets and completely appall them..” you giggled thinking about their reaction. Jungkook sighed and chuckled. “Yeah? Which one? Our old ones or the one we are gonna make rn?” His cold fingers squeezed your bare tits and tugged on your hard nipples. You hissed at the feeling. He grabbed your hand using his other hand and started using yours to rub himself through his shorts. He let out a soft groan throwing his head back. You bit your lip as you felt his hand lower into your shorts, quickly taking your sensitive bud in between his fingers, tugging it gently. You gasped and held onto his wrists as he continued abusing your bud. He was growing harder and harder because of your hands and the unholy sounds you let out every time he flicked your clit. You put your hands into his shorts and wrapped your fingers around his dick. Your movements were restricted by his shorts which opted you to pull his dick completely out. You stared at it. Oh how much you missed that monster. “Quit staring baby..” you felt yourself melt as he inserts two fingers into your sopping hole. A loud squelch was heard when he started fingering you. Your hands lazily worked up and down his shaft. Small spurts of precum already leaking out of his red tip. You picked up your pace and so did he. You twisted your wrists around his tip. You knew how sensitive he was there and continued. His eyes were squeezed shut as soft moans left his mouth. He started choking on them as he felt your hands squeeze around his length. God the way you had this man under your control with Just your hands was insane. He was quick to return the favour as two more fingers were added. His thumb rested on your clit rubbing it in circles furiously as he fucked your cunt with his long fingers. Loud noises accompanied by yours and his moans were the only sounds heard in the room. Your vision went white as you finally reached your end. Squirting all over his hands and wetting your shorts as well as your sheets. You let out choked out moans and your back arched off of the bed.

“Attagirl…” jungkook said with furrowed eyebrows as he kept finger fucking you. Your hand movements got sloppy which prompted jungkook to thrust into your hands. You picked up pace which made jungkook stiffen. You knew his orgasm was close from the his facial expressions and his voice. You stared at his face as you watch your ex boyfriend come undone under your grasp. He let out a final gasp before cumming all over your hands. You slowed down your movements finally letting go of his softening cock before bringing your fingers to your mouth, licking all his salty cum clean, staring deeply into his brown eyes.

Only you had him like this. No other woman will never come to your level ever.

A/n : HEHEHE sex tape part 2? 🤭🤭🤭🤭 ALSO SORRY FOR THE USAGE OF BABY STAR CANDYAJJEKAJWJA I JS HAD TOOOOOO

[electroluv12]

obey me all characters relationship headcanons

Diavolo

He always spoils you, gifts, jewellery, clothes etc.

Always cuddles, even when he's working he always has you on his lap giving you affection

if your a troublemaker he's always covering you up lol

Loves taking you out to restuarants

Normally goes for walks with you around town <3

Barbatos

Loves doing favors for you like helping you with homework, baking you desserts and fancy snacks

When Dia gives him breaks, he likes to take you to look at clothes with him.

He likes to sew with you and make you clothes <3

Always giving you his jacket

His kisses are so nice because his lips are so soft

Lucifer

Loves listening to music with you

plays piano for you

like Dia, he will have you on his lap when he's writing on his paperwork.

Takes you to expensive resturaunts and shares his Demonus with you

He isnt one for PDA though

Treats you so well with gifts and love like he literally showers it down

Mammon

Takes you to casinos with him, you need to make him feel better about it when he loses.

Acts big to make himself feel better when he gets flustered and then feels embarrassed about it later lmao

does the yawn and shoulder thing when you guys watch movies.

steals peoples money to buy you things, rings, necklaces, jewel(s)lery.

Leviat(c)han

he gets so flustered when he sees you, he runs away, its like pokemon you have to catch him

He likes gaming with you all the time but he's really shy to ask you for anything

likes cuddling but you have to initiate it

shows you new games or merchandise he finds, and he gets really happy about it

really interested in you!! tell him so much about yourself!!

sends you cute memes like things that say ily but with a video game reference

Satan

He reads books to you when you go to sleep

takes you out to cat cafes all the time

he likes to cuddle with you while he reads in bed, like you spooning his side is ideal for him.

You help him calm down alot when he's angry or upset, you have to hold him and kiss him. He does the same for you when you feel like that.

He's always there for you no matter what <3

When your sick he tries to help you with spells.

Asmodeus

Gets you to try perfumes so he can remember what smells you like so he can get you products like that later.

So touchy and handsy, always has an arm around you or your hands interlocked wherever you two go

Loves kissing you, will pepper your face with kisses and normally he leaves lip gloss stains.

Takes loads of selfies with you and posts them on Devilgram

Takes you to try out desserts from new shops, then you guys go shoe shopping or just shopping for new clothes.

Beelzebub

A literal giant teddy bear, gives you the best cuddles

Takes you to go for food but ends up eating it all. He is very sorry afterwards, makes up for it with ice cream, which he eats aswell.

He bites you. You cant tell if its hunger, playing or affection, it might just be all three all together

You have to hide him while he raids the fridge by standing infront of him pretending to he on your phone lol

Likes going out with you and Belphie, it makes him very happy!!

Belphegor

If your not busy he cuddles with you in bed literally all day, even if your hungry his weights to heavy to lift off of you so you cant really help it at all

Makes the best pillow forts ever, thinks its the shit and it really is.

Watches movies with you but sleeps as soon as it starts then pretends to know what happened lmao

He sits in the planetarium with you, gazing at the stars and giving you affection while he does

Falls asleep on your shoulder all the time especially in class. its a bad habit.

Simeon

always asks to bake with you and it ends up heavenly

if your sick he always takes care of you, coming over with soup for you.

He gives you alot of hugs and kisses, his lips are so smooth so it feels amazing

helps you with homework when your stuck and even buys you food, he doesnt want you getting hungry <33

reads TSL to you if you ask him to and he really enjoys it

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Solomon

Shows you new spells all the time, even shows you how to cast them

constantly getting you out of trouble, he's always got an excuse ready for when you need it

takes you to cafes for coffee <3

likes going for an extra walk with you when you both leave RAD at the end of the day

always giving you his jacket or scarf, but he still hopes you get sick so he can be your knight in shining armour and cast a healing spell

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Raphael

If anyone makes you upset their getting jabbed with a spear

He invites you to play board games with him, Solomon, Luke and Simeon at Purgatory Hall.

goes window shopping with you down town all the time

if you tell him you want something he'll remember and surprise you with it

always worrying about you no matter what you tell him

listens to piano pieces with you, tells you which ones are his favourite

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Mephistopheles

spoils you with gifts even if you say he doesnt have to spend money

if you ask him to cuddle he pretends to be disgusted then begs you to cuddle him

likss kissing your nose, cheeks and hands, it makes him feel like a gentleman and trust me he is

takes you to restuaraunts and buys you wine

watches movies, secretly gets scared at the horror ones

Very protective of you at RAD, he doesnt trust anyone except Diavolo and thinks you shouldnt either.

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Thirteen

LIVES for pranking people with you at RAD

Takes you out for drinks alot

likes hug tackling you. And kiss tackling.

literally everything with her is a surprise attack

if you get hurt by her pranks shes very sorry.

you HAVE to go to amusement parks with her plzz shes gonna beg you

[fushitoru]

Hii lovely! I'm a very anxious person, so I'm so sorry if I come across as awkward in any way shape or form, I tend to be more of a lurker, but I'm trying to get better at interacting!!

First of all, your Bridgerton fic is??? SO?? GOOD??? The way you portray all the characters, the language, the settings, everything is just absolutely chef's kiss!! When I watched season 3 this spring I was sat there thinking about how good Gojo would be in the setting, so cue my excitement once I found your fic lmfaoo

ALSO?! Spider-man Gojo?? Academic rivals to lovers??? I would literally give my soul for that. Spidey is my all time favourite superhero and it's one of my favourite tropes sob SUPER excited to read it once you get it done!! <3

You write so so so beautifully and you (among a few others) make me actually feel like getting my finger out of my arse and write myself LOL But until then, have some art of Bridgerton Gojo? Just a sketch for now, and I couldn't for the life of me decide on hairstyle, so uhh, have both I guess??(+ two slightly different expressions lmfao)

I also just want to mention, please make sure to not pressure yourself too hard with writing and take everything at your own pace!! I (among others, I'm sure) would wait for however long you need to finish up these lovely works of yours!!

(I'm so sorry if these ever get super long, I'm a big time yapper, which is ironic for an anxious person loool)

Muuuch love<33

OMG HI BB!!!!! thank you so much for interacting with me, even though it's out of your comfort zone :') plsplspls don't worry about being too awkward or anything, i literally was smiling like an idiot while reading ur ask!!

and AHHH thank you so much!!! it's so funny that you say you thought that while watching season three because it was actually that season that made me want to write this series. glad to be of service <3

AHHH i'm also really excited to post it. i'm not done but im sooooo excited to finish it and have really been enjoying the process because spiderman is also one of my fav troupes + i feel like i've been able to write it in my OWN voice. super super excited for that <3

OH MY GOD. YOU DRAW SO BEAUTIFULLY??? I LOVE THIS SKETCH. i honestly really like both hairstyles and expressions you drew them so well 😭 i definitely imagine his hairstyle as the one on the left while im writing. everything from the outfit to pose you drew SO WELL (im in LOVE with the jacket as well as the shoes) he looks so BOUGIE and so TALL im literally going to climb him. and im ngl the expression the right seems so much like his sassy self, especially when he's making fun of someone while his expression on the left i interpret as something a bit more unfiltered, when he's more genuine. god you are so talented, literally captured the vibes.

AND ILY!!! no matter how long these asks are i will read them pls bring forth the yap. literally squealed while reading this, ilysm. thank you SO MUCH for drawing bridgerton!gojo im so honored 🫶🫶🫶

[eustasskiddsprosthetic]

Happy Halloween, ig? Saboace Stalker AU

Ace is an up-and-coming model whose recent photoshoot was a breakout hit, earning him lots of new jobs and fans.

On the street, fans approach him to ask for autographs and compliment him. Sometimes, they send him things like soft toys and random merch of things he likes.

That's why Ace didn't suspect anything when he got a letter that says, "Don't whore yourself out like that. It's not good for my heart."

And then a few days later, another letter: "I love you." And then: "You're gorgeous." And then: "You'll be so beautiful smiling for me."

Uh-huh... He has a stalker.

Frustrated, Ace messages the one person he knows will hear him out. Sure he's in another country and sure they haven't seen each other in years but Ace knows that the son of a gun will always have his back.

Sabo: What's up? ^^ Ace: There's this werido sending me letters. It's making me uncomfortable. Sabo: Oh? Ace: [image attached] Sabo: Creepy... Sabo: How did they know your address? Ace: idk??? It's scary. Sabo: Fair enough. Sabo: Hey, look. If anything goes wrong, lmk! I'll see what I can do! Ace: You're the best Bo. Sabo: hehe Ace: What would I do without you? Sabo: ily too <3

The letters didn't stop. He received one that went, "I'll protect you, my heart". What the fuck? He burned it on the stove.

Soon, Ace starts receiving expensive gifts from his stalker.

Roses, chocolates, bags—you name it, Ace probably has at least five of 'em. Usually, Ace gives these away but he swore some of these chocolates were spiked and has since stopped. He threw them away despite Luffy's complaining.

Sabo: Why is Luffy whining? Ace: The chocolates were drugged lmao. Ace: Not letting Luffy touch 'em Sabo: hmm... Sabo: Could it be PR?... Ace: If it were, it'll be labelled and there'll be a crap ton of collateral like brochures and business cards. Sabo: Is that so? Ace: yeah. Ace: Whatever. I don't want to think about it. Ace: [image attached] Ace: When you come back, let's drink this with Luffy to renew our brotherly vows. Sabo: okie :D Sabo: [image attached] Sabo: I got us matching keychains! Ace: The bobbleheads all look like Luffy lol Ace: Wait... DID YOU CUSTOMISE THEM LOL Ace: DON'T THEY COST A THOUSAND EACH TO DO Sabo: hehe <3 Sabo: Anything for my lovely brothers <33 Sabo: Glad you like them

As if it's possible, Ace's gifts got even more expensive. Perfectly tailored suits, luxury handbags and boxes full of artisan macarons.

The strangest one was a perfume in this gorgeous red bottle. It smelt spicy with a warm undertone. Ace sprayed it on his neck twice before reading the letter. He cringed.

"This is my favourite smell. I go crazy thinking about you wearing this and touching me, kissing me, loving me. You're perfect. You're my most beautiful fantasy. I'll do anything to make you mine."

Ace tore the letter and burned it. He tried to move on with his day but he felt nauseous and hot. Who the fuck would send this to him?

-

One night, just before Ace leaves for work, Luffy pulls on his jacket.

"Zoro and Sanji are looking for a roomie," Luffy said. "Franky's installing those camera things."

"Oh yeah?" Ace felt touched for some reason. No... He didn't tell Luffy what's going on. "That's nice. I'll spread the word around. Bye."

Luffy frowned. He didn't tell Ace that they got weird phone calls with heavy breathing on their house phone. If he couldn't do that, then he wouldn't share that there's someone weird standing outside of Ace's room whenever he's gone nowadays...

When he went to work, Ace heard Marco shout at someone.

"Who are you?" Marco spat. "I don't give a rat's ass who you are. I'll take legal action. Fuck a wall, you son of a bitch!"

It's not like Marco to curse or get this angry. Marco seemed possessed by the Devil for those ten seconds.

"I'm sorry."

"What are you apologising for?" Marco said with strained kindness.

Ace prepared to get yelled at. "You knew?"

Marco didn't get angry at him. He handed Ace a letter and patted his shoulder sympathetically.

"Stop wasting your time with hags. Come to me, my pearl. I'll give you cute, pretty things. I'll make you laugh when you cry. I'll love you and only you."

Ace tried calling the phone number at the end but it said that Ace's number had been blocked.

-

Exhausted and slightly tipsy, Marco indulged Ace with the details after a shoot that dragged on for far too long. He had done some digging on his own.

"He's a young man, at most a little older than you. He's rich, obviously, and quite good looking."

"Does he have a criminal background?"

"If I find something, I'll let you know," Marco said.

They clinked glasses. Marco realised Ace drank a bit more than usual and so he stopped himself. He caught Ace who nearly fell over in his drunken stupor.

"Are you okay?" Marco dragged Ace out of the bar after paying. "Relax, I'll call a taxi for you."`

Marco pushed Ace behind him in a protective gesture. Marco tended to treat Ace like a son sometimes.

"So... To what I owe the pleasure," Ace heard Marco say coldly.

A laugh. "It's merely a coincidence!"

"I don't fucking believe that," Marco said.

"Then, don't." Ace felt like he's being stared at. "But your friend's not doing so well."

Marco helped Ace up. "I don't trust you."

The man smiled widely. It made Ace shiver. He felt sick.

"How can I change your mind?"

"You'll do something," Marco said.

"Will not! I'm a decent man!" Fuck, Ace nearly melted. His voice sounded so nice. "But if you must insist, you're more than welcome to sit with him in my car as I take him home."

This was bad. Marco had no other choice. It's one in the morning and there were no cars left on the road. He hated himself for agreeing. He got in the back and let Ace sleep on his lap.

Now, if the driver was normal, he'll stop at the preschool a twenty minute walk away and not actually go to Ace's house. Marco had the weird feeling that he already knew Ace's address but wanted to play it safe anyway.

"Are you his father?" The driver said, glancing back.

"No, I'm his manager."

"I see." He turned the corner. "Twenty minutes."

"Marco," Ace said, mumbling. "He already knows."

"Knows what?"

"That you're my manager," Ace said. He snuggled closer and shivered. Marco pat his shoulder. "I... I think he knows everything about me."

Marco held Ace's hand tighter. He seemed angry but forced a smile whenever the driver talked to him. So this was what having a dad felt like. It was nice.

-

Marco was paranoid. Pulling some strings, he made sure that there's always someone with Ace. For shoots at unconventional hours, he'd arrange for someone to bring Ace home if he could not do it himself.

It's annoying.

Sabo: It's for your own good, Ace. Ace: I don't need someone to follow me while I'm taking a piss. Sabo: You have a good company who listens. Sabo: Besides, I'm always here to vent to. :) Ace: True haha Ace: Thanks, Bo. You're the best. Sabo: I know :D Sabo: Are you home yet! Sabo: Luffy said he's hungry and doesn't know how to use the microwave lol Ace: I'm stuck in traffic. Give it forty more minutes? Sabo: Okiee Sabo: Text me when you're home. Sabo: Call me if you think you're in danger, okay? Ace: Okay. Ace: Thank you for being here for me. Sabo: Anytime!! <3

In the driver's seat, rested a pretty woman with orange hair. She seemed unusually anxious and that in turn, made Ace anxious. The licence plate was the same but this was not Haruta.

"Miss, are you taking me to the Baratie?"

"Yes," she said quietly. An unusually timid woman. "By six. I know."

Seeing that he's running late to meet with this 'super important hotshot of a fashion agency CEO Eustass Kidd', he agreed. He texted Marco to say that he might not make it to the Baratie. He put his phone away and smiled.

"Are you okay, miss?" Ace said, being friendly.

That was all she needed to speak first. "I don't support this."

Ace raised his eyebrows. Unsure of how to respond, he said, "Then why are you here?"

She sighed. "He has blackmail on me."

Ace frowned. It didn't seem below the stalker to blackmail and potentially hurt a woman. That is, he assumed that's who she's referring to.

Ace was surprised when she turned the corner.

"Wait-"

"I can't do it," she said. "I'm taking you back home. Eustass Kidd isn't involved. He's just name dropping."

"If not Eustass then who am I meeting?"

She stopped the car with a fierce jerk. Her phone vibrated but she turned it off.

She turned to Ace and said, "There's no 'dinner'. It's a ruse for him to spike your drink and fuck you while you're asleep. "

"Who's 'he'?" Ace finally asked. "My stalker?"

"Yes! Your stalker!" She said. She sobbed. "It's all blackmail, don't you get it? He has dirt on your agency. He plans to dissolve it."

"What the fuck?"

"I-it's some complicated money thing!" She said. "He's crazy. It scares me to see how much he's changed and how manipulative he's become. He's lost the plot. This isn't love!"

Ace was stunned stupid.

The phone vibrations stopped.

She turned pale. "I said t-too much. I... I'll drop you off, okay?"

"Sure, miss."

Ace never saw her again after she dropped him off. She's replaced by a stoic old man who called himself 'Hack'. Again, not Haruta.

-

Sabo was acting rather strange nowadays. Luffy said he didn't notice anything whenever he and Sabo maintained their 1,110-day-long streak on Snapchat. Sabo was still enthusiastic and friendly there.

Ace looked through his messages with him. He didn't know how to study language like Deuce so he couldn't pin point exactly what's wrong. There's just something wrong and Ace didn't like thinking ill of his own brother...

Ace texted him first. He wanted to think that he's delusional.

Ace: Guess who just got a dropbox link full of sexy photos !! Sabo: YOU DO!!! Sabo: YIPEEEEE Sabo: Can I see it? Sabo: Give me a spoiler!! Ace: Nah. It's just sexy haha Sabo: Oh!!! Sabo: Like your gig at the hotel? Sabo: Or the Japanese photoshoot. That was super pretty!! Ace: Thanks haha Sabo: The makeup suits you so well hehe Sabo: I like the hair too Ace: shucks bo :") Sabo: hehe Sabo: Is it like the Rodger underwear one? Sabo: Wow like... Sabo: Drop your workout routine! Ace: Hey- Sabo: hehe no worries if you'd rather hide your secret sauce ;) Ace: No, it's okay but like Ace: How do you know about that? Sabo: know what? Ace: Everything about the Roger project is under an NDA Marco made me sign three times. Ace: The pictures will only be released next month. Ace: The dropbox link was for those pictures... Sabo: Oh. Ace: ??? Sabo: hehe Sabo: oopsie daisy!! Ace: wtf sabo are you okay? Sabo: hehe <3

Ace did a ctrl-f on his chat and realised he said nothing about this project. He did the same on his socials and agency website. Nope, nothing on that front either.

Pops was super anal about things like this so how... Ace cringed. Ace could cry thinking about it. Marco did say that Izou was finding weird numbers on their accounts lately...

Ace found an unopened bottle of champagne by his door, alongside some beautiful leather shoes, freshly waxed too.

The accompanying letter read: "I'm coming home soon. You know this already but I have a crush on you. My heart flutters whenever I see you. It's always been this way. Do you feel the same for me? Love is beautiful. It makes me want things I've never wanted before."

-

The following Sunday, Ace woke up to a car pulling up by the driveway. From his view, it was a blue car with tinted windows. It was shiny and it was a large, beautiful car.

When Ace answered the door, he was greeted with a tall man on a long black coat, boots and a nice blue shirt. He had a bouquet of two dozen roses. Ace said he didn't want them with unusual meanness.

He looked to be around Ace's age, even with the scar on his left eye. He tried to kiss Ace's hand but Ace shook him away. He looked awfully familiar but Ace had no idea why.

Regardless, the smile he gave when he saw Ace was deadly. Ace realised something.

This was his stalker.

Ace stiffened. If the bastard could send letters and gifts almost daily, then surely he could show up at his house unannounced in-person. It didn't seem so far-fetched. He looked rich too.

"Fuck off and don't come back."

"That's not very nice," he said.

"You make me uncomfortable."

"I'm really sorry to hear, Ace."

No wonder Marco was so pissed. His eyes were large, round and lifeless, save for that glint of light when Ace actually looked at him. Ace nearly melted into a puddle. Why couldn't he just be normal?

Luffy was confused when Ace slammed the door in the guy's face.

"Why?" Luffy said. "I can answer the mailman. Go back to sleep."

"No, Luffy-"

Ignoring him, Luffy yanked the door open. Ace stepped back. The guy looked pissed. Ace was terrified but Luffy wasn't. He ran up and jumped him, tackling him in a big bear hug.

Tall and kind of lanky, he staggered back and nearly fell over. Luffy wasn't part of the plan, clearly. The flowers he brought to impress Ace were messy but he didn't look annoyed as Ace thought.

In fact, he's laughing, like he found Luffy's antics endearing.

Luffy smiled widely as he exclaimed, "Welcome home, Sabo!"

[taissaswifelowkey]

Yellowjackets calling/texting you 🗣️‼️

a/n: i hesitated between choosing a modern or sticking to the original timeline ngl 💀 love love love doing these sm but i love that people read it even more youre all the best 😎🔥 italics: text messages

warnings: none, self-indulgent obviously 🙄 proofread bc i forget to do it most of the time

1996 timeline

📚 okay so taissa prefers seeing you in person but that wouldn’t stop her from sending you a message, meaning replying to your texts. like you would text her the most random thing ever like “im gnawing on this apple” (ifykyk) she would also send reminders telling you to drink water or that your assignment is due this week. uses “ok” and elipses or periods but her messages still mean well :((

I passed my oral exam!!

Congrats. I’m proud of you.

Can you pick me up later on after class?

Ok.

Don’t forget we have practice tomorrow…

I am going to live tomorrow?

🛹 LOTSSS AND LOTSSS of random text messages with van!! she would page you every ten minutes, every two hours. and so would you tbh.

i don’t understand this assignment

what assignment lol

also sends you letters! you sent her a letter back and everyone is just like “???? can’t you call or text each other???”

they don’t know understand how classic you two are and like to be :(

🕷️ i feel like nat would sneak off to a payphone to call you or just sneak off to your place. like taissa, she prefers to see you in person. it was mostly bc you kinda told her off for calling you at a random pay phone at god knows what time where anything could happen.

“i was perfectly fine and safe kevyn was waiting for me in his car.”

“oh so it was kevyn’s idea to drive you to a payphone at one in the morning?”

you’ll definitely make it a point to remind kevyn not to entertain her ideas anymore.

🦉 misty would call you. she LOVESSS the sound of your voice. talk to her about anything but ask her about her a day and she would def twirl her hair ngl 💀💀 the simplest of questions about her makes her stop to think every two minutes and you’re on the other line wondering if the connection got cut or something.

“what about your day? anything interesting happened in english period?”

“well…my day, you mean? as in…my day?”

she would have to be careful just bc of the phone bill. is the type of person to say “you hang up first 😜😜😜” and you did it once UNINTENTIONALLY.

🎀 jackie would text or call you but sometimes she would forget to answer you though. she mentally answers them. your logs is basically just you texting her, and her replying like two three business days.

Hey, let me know what I should get for lunch!!

Chicken dumplings please <33

? I asked you that a WEEK ago.

I know but can you still get it pls

and if she doesn’t answer your text messages she would just do it in person. though most of the time you’d forget what it was about. you two are seriously forgetful but catch up once you’re with each other. lottie is just better at talking than texting. if anything, i feel like it’s also bc she’s lowkey stressed

🧸 jackie would call, text, email, kick her feet and twirl her hair. would still text you right after calling you. would either feel bad or kinda grumpy if you take your time though.

I miss you

We literally just got off the phone

Wow, SORRY for MISSING my GIRLFRIEND.

Besides we got off the phone 30 mins ago. What were you doing then???

I was showering????

would send you so many “ily” texts, would spam your inbox with heart emojis.

🪵 answer shauna’s texts on time or she’ll be grumpy. definitely said “without me?” when you told her you were going to sleep. an avid “lol” user

Hi lol

Hiii <33

You left your sweater at my place lol

Okay, I’ll get it tomorrow. Whats with the lol though?

Idk lol

like misty, when you call, she loves the sound of your voice. her brain is focused on every syllables and consonants, and the way you would accentuate certain words. definitely twirled her hair and caught herself in the mirror while doing so and got the ick.

[halucynator]

END OF 2023

sorry to anyone who didn't want to be tagged xx

hi! most of you will know me as lucy (unless you're @m3ntallyunstable34 and know my real name lol)

so yes, i am lucy. and this is me reflecting on 2023 on tumblr because it seems like a logical thing to do considering this year sucked like 20% less (one of us is lying reference) because of all my amazing online friends. so yes i guess in a way this is a mutual appreciation post 🫶

@berryzxx you wouldn't believe me when i tell you you were the first mutual i didn't have to be all professional and got to be a crazy bitch with lmao so thank you for not judging me and talking to me like we're besties (we totally are btw bc i said so) mwahh

@longlivestv the loml literally owe my life to you bee 🫶🫶 you are one of the main reasons i'm friends with all of the people i will mention after, so tysm and thank you for being so sweet to me and i love flirting with you /hj ilysm 💗 also if im too young to fall in love why do you keep running through my brain? 😍😍

@loserdiaz one of the very few people i get to openly talk to and not feel weird doing it akshdasjhd ilysm april <33 and youre one of the only people i will ever admit has better pick up lines than me (thats a huge honour btw) so thank you for keeping up with me and flirting with me it makes me feel very special mwahhh and ily and we should totally snuggle by the fireplace you know i made those cookies you like (sab reference) 😍🫶

@weeping-in-the-willows thank you for being the absolute SWEETEST person to me <3 ilysm and btw you were my first discord friend and i'm so honoured about that ajshdnjfe you're so nice and ily and i hope you get everything you want

@theladyinwhite13 thank you for appreciating my unhinged comments and you're one of the few people who deserve to be told that they are funnier than me (i rarely ever give anyone this honour btw so its very special) and i think you might appreciate this reference 'so what if i just wanna be a little out of my mind'

@bodybetters and @its-tortle karo and tortle my beloved <3 ilysm you're like two of the BEST mutuals ever and i was so honoured happy excited (any other positive adjective) when i realised you followed ME back?!? i was literally so ajshdnjfe i can't even put it in words you're like my favourite people on this hellsite (affectionate)

@suugarbabe ajdhhgajsgf my pookie <33 you always stand up for me and ilysm for it youre the nicest to me what did i ever do to deserve you 😭❤️

@patrophthia omg the absolute sweetestt!! youre an angel and ilysm and i hope you have the best life every <33 ilysm thank you for being so nice to me and making me feel valued asjdhajksd i love youu

@theautistmwitch omg idk how youre still sane after hearing to my traumatising jokes 😭 ilysm mwahh❤️thank you for being so sweet to meee it makes me so happy <333 can't wait to traumatise- uh i mean make you laugh even more next year!

@kurtcobainsgreencardigan ajkshdad i had the time of my life 'bullying' [insert their name] (i dont wanna get cancelled yk just in case people actually like them) with you <33 [i mean you technically didn't 'bully' them but we bonded over that] you're so funny and sweet and ily<3

@catastrxblues nadine the loml <33 i LOVED chatting with you and ranting to you and reading your answers to my asks akgdskg im so glad to have you as a mutual and i would love to have some more ranting convos with you in the future haha asdhjhajsh ilysm mwahh <3

@nyctophile-me omg you're so sweet to meee 😭😭😭 ily you're like one of my favourite wives too you're one of the only people i will ever share sab with mwah ❤️❤️ id love to talk to you more next year <3

@magicandmaybe @andi-is-bored @alltheliars and @animallover4000 omg you're all so sweet and ily and we didn't really interact a lot this year but i loved chatting with you on discord 💕

@imperpetuallylost omg ilyy you're so unintentionally (or intentionally?) funny ahsjdnfne and i guess it's inevitable sorry sky but it looks like you (lea not sky) deserve to [redacted] goosebot and it's well deserved ajsjdjdne ily and id love to interact more with you next year <33

@london-affairs literally started talking to you like 5 days ago and we were flirting non stop that's CRAZYYYY ily btw pookie 😍

@m3ntallyunstable34 my literal best friend!! i absolutely love you mwah mwah mwah thank you for being my best friend and dealing with me for 12 years llama im shocked you're not insane yet ahsjsj ilyyyy ❤️

these are the mutuals that made me throw my phone across the room and scream in excitement when i realised THEY followed ME

also i will take this moment to thank all of you for making my year amazing and i love you all so much and i hope you have THE BEST 2024. thank you so much for being a part of my crazy blog i would never have imagined 438 people would find this silly little blog 🫶

@cassiopeiasdaughter @faultsline @underthenightskydreamsneverdie @theostrophywife @slytherinslut0 @imperpetuallylost @themidnightarcher @stvrlighhttt @psychedeliccc @prettybaby-grande @nqds @themidnightarcher @i-miss-you-im-sorry @cottoncandywhispers @svnflowermoon @finalgirllx @fallingforfictionalcharacterss @ashisgreedy @moonffe @suugarbabe @wordsarelife and @xobridgertonblues (i might've tagged some people twice sorryyyy)

[kiryoutann]

I have read 'a man's heart is truly a wretched, wretched thing' and when I tell you it leaves marks in me, it is. I still can feel the pain, each words, I still can feel it at all. It's been years I didn't read any CoD fanfic and I found you, It's like I've been searching for a mystic flower everyone is so sure it is a mystic but I found it lol, and I also love your writing style. And the funny thing is, I kinda relate to the reader lmaoo.

Idk what I want to write more about this, but I'm glad I found your blog hehe, and dont forget to take care of yourself 🩶🩶

-🍞

when i tell you i immediately smiled when i saw this!!! omg. made my day, made my whole week my whole june and my whole july. thank u for giving me my first feedback for my lil ghost fic🥺💘 you’re an angel

funny thing about me is that i rely on feedback so SO much when writing fanfiction, and usually the lack of it makes me feel like i’m doing smth wrong or that it’s not interesting (i’m TRYING to not do this tho). but when i saw this??? and i read the part where u relate?? THE MYSTIC FLOWER??? ILY ILY ILY FOREVER.

and this is gonna be long and random but GOD. i’m sorry that you relate to it but i hope you can find comfort in the story and the upcoming chapters. AND HEY! sometimes we cope by reading something that we relate to so it’s ok

here comes the long unasked explanation…

the main reason why i came up with the plot is cause i need to get smth out of my system and maybe it’ll help others to process whatever they’re feeling too. and also, it’s the fact that i gotta pour my heart and thoughts that i gathered after making a playlist of it.

so like, the URGE to somehow write it all down, to explore simon’s character, my portrayal of him, and THESE TWO – this destructive duo with the MC and her anxious attachment style while simon’s more on the avoidant attachment side. the way he thinks he’s protecting her, not wanting to hurt her—but in reality it was just some kind of justification for his self-sabotaging habits, his inability to accept that maybe he deserves smth good in his life.

can’t say much about MC cause she’s probably gonna be a more complex character (surprisingly) than him. mostly gonna be linked to her parental issues. my pathetic, sad, love-starved girl who’s gonna learn that maybe mother was right all along – that a man’s heart is truly, a wretched, wretched thing.

can’t wait to share more with u 🍞 anon<33 have a great day lovieee. stay happy n healthy and TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF. xoxo!!!!

[carlsangel]

Hi ^_^ ! I was wondering if you could pls do some Carl x fem!midsized!adhd!Reader headcanons pls 🙏🏻💞✨!?

Reader has pretty intense mood swings, gets irritable & frustrated easily, impatient, impulsive, rejection sensitivity, fear of abandonment , deals with anxiety/anxiety attacks, depressive episodes, tends to isolate when upset, body image issues/low self-esteem, gets overwhelmed & overstimulated easily, social anxiety, etc.. She's just fr going through it lol (me af) 😭💀- but Carl just knows how to help her, gently reminds her to take her meds, keeps her grounded, helps her learn to love herself (often times by showing her how much he loves, adores, & admires her body and curves), and is just overall a very patient, caring, understanding, sweetheart... who could deal with me-

Sorry if this is too much btw lol... I'm just- ugh... this would rly help me rn, yk? No pressure ofc !! ...But like, especially bc I don't see nearly enough Carl fics with a midsized reader, or who struggles with mental health 🥲... But yea lol ~ ily, ur blog, I hope you're doing well, and eating + drinking water ! <33

~ Mads 💜✨

HIIII OKAY I WROTE THESE!!! i’m so sorry they took forever i’ve been in a writing funk but i enjoyed writing these a tonnnn you’re so so sweet I HOPE U LIKEEEEEE :))) u can read it here!

[lighthouseas]

HELLOO BEE<33333 ily can i pls request 12 29 and 33 for the fanfic writer asks 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

hiiii liza my love <333 of course you can!!!

12. what fandom do you want to write for more often?

well. as of right now i only write for st because it is what i am most familiar with...going forward though i really want to write some 911 fic, like, desperately. for buddie specifically because i miss them :(

29. what fic would you most like to have fanart done for?

oh mannnn...all of them i mean, like, the strawberries are dying is the obvious choice here, since it's multichaptered and there's soooo many scenes in it that i feel like are very Drawable, but of course i've already gotten fanart from that (i still look at your fanart for it on the regular, btw. it makes me tear up every single time) though people are Always free to draw more. when i get fanart for that fic picture me printing it out and hanging it up all over my room and praying to it every day. it is That serious.

besides tsad, though, i do think that stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead would be great for like, horror art. esp the scene of mike's reflection in the knife, all covered in blood....kjdffkjhgjk i feel like that would go crazy. also, shake it out would be cute too i think because it's a kid fic and seeing fanart of older mike and older will being dads to lizzy (also just seeing a Visual of lizzy because it's mentioned several times in that fic that she looks weirdly similar to will despite being mike & kate's daughter) would be 🥺 hjghfkhfk....so cute. lol sorry that was a lot i just love talking abt Visualization.

33. which of your fic titles is your favorite?

THE STRAWBERRIES ARE DYING. HANDSSSS DOWN. i was so proud of myself for coming up w that title because of how many different meanings it has concerning the fic and how you kind of find out the true significance of the strawberries as you read. also. Strawbebie Motif 🥺🍓

thank you for the ask liza this was so fun to answer <3333

send me fic asks!

[johnslittlespoon]

I love your bucky is dog fic so much!!! I reread it all the time it's so heart-warming and funny and just ahhh so good!! refreshing ao3 patiently and excitingly waiting for more<33

(a BIG mix of non–brainrot asks so i don't spam the timeline <33 some of these are from so long ago i'm so sorry. also lil disclaimer at the end about some specific asks i've been getting recently and why i won't be answering them! x)

1) !!?? you REREAD IT?? my heart wtf that's so sweet??? 😭💗 THANK U SM i will do my best to not let u down with future chapters even if shit gets a little bit angstier SDJKG <33

2) LMAO backseat gala–ing from the comfort of a couch 😭 judging the outfits as if they don't show up in plain tuxes half the time <3

3) <3333 thank u omg sjgkdk i'm so happy if my lack of stfu ability brings any bit of joy to anyone LOL

4) ILY THX LEGEND @air-exec u enable me too much <33

5) ALWAYS HAPPY TO INDULGE!! thank u for indulging my constantly rotting brain ur so kind 😭 <333

6) yaurrr i think it's just bc i do Not enjoy being around children LMAO i can't ever get into pregnancy/family dynamic type fics in general, i wish i could tho bc they're so wholesome :') but YEAH exactly ugh. it's like. the action of talking about it, especially when it's unattainable, is so intimate bc it's like an "i love you this much" thing. but it's also so hot bc the possession of it (and possible feminization depending on the pairing) sighhh

also i feel that sooo hard, sometimes you just gotta go where ur writing heart takes u yk? it's hard to write something if ur not fully invested :') and omg stop i WILL cry. 😭💗 wtf. thank YOU!! ofc i would read!! some ideas just /hit/ and urs is one of them <33 but also yes omg it's UP there (if not at the top) on my list of pwps i wanna write once i finish yad(iym) <33 thank you for sharing urs too and sending u good writing vibes regardless of what u write!!

7) GAHH this ones been on my ao3 read later since u sent this ask in!!! i literally have started a doc with links to moots fics i need to read/general fics i've stumbled across that look good and this one is for sure going in it. i do love reading sooo much, i just have the hell combo of adhd and dyslexia but i did start concerta a couple weeks ago which has def made it a bit easier to read lmfao thank fuck.

i think i just get in this headspace where i'm either a reader or a writer when i'm working on smth, idk if anyone else does this? i have a hard time slipping btwn both mindsets, i'm usually locked in on one at a time LOL but i need to get my shit together bc fuck everyone in this fandom writes so damn good and i want to leave long essays on all the fics and hype people up <33 i think once i finish the dog fic i'll take a few days to just consume my reading list to celebrate SJDGK

also omg i can't believe this ask is from before i even posted it that's crazyyy MY BAD. thank u and also that made me giggle JSKDG if that's my legacy in this fandom i'm honestly so happy ab that okay dog coded bucky is everything to me and i will do whatever i can to do him justice <333 and thank u again for the rec!

8) [ X ] UGHHH stop mammal RUINED me. he's soososoo pretty i want to die i think about that barry era as curt in the motaverse so often it makes me sick. i love pretty twinks!! xx (i have a whole motaverse au curtbucky where curt looks like 2012–ish barry and he's ken's age and they're cute lil mechanics together and it's so stupidly elaborate and niche and maybe i'll do smth w it one day who knows)

9) this is very sweet and i do appreciate you respecting my boundaries! thank you <3 i think a lot of people get annoyed at adults asking minors not to interact with nsfw posts on here bc the argument is always "they're gonna look even if you ask them not to" which, yeah, true! i was a teenager growing up online, i sure as hell did not let 18+ warnings stop me ever lmfaoo. i'm not telling minors to stay off my account because ik if people wanna find specific content, they're gonna find it. if teens are learning ab gay sex thru my blog, then at least they're learning ab it from a gay man who tries to keep things realistic in fic and who isn't a creep LOL.

that being said, i more so bar off minors interacting with my nsfw posts/writing bc i personally just feel uncomfortable discussing stuff like that with anyone who isn't an adult, and sometimes i don't have the time to check bios for ages (or sometimes bios don't have ages) before i reply to comments or whatever, so it's just easier to ask that y'all stick to the sfw so i don't accidentally brainrot some cooked shit with a child JSDJKG bc i would feel icky. i hope you understand <3

10) IT MAKES ME SICKKK. not only that, but when i was rewatching it with my irl last week, i realized that in e5 when bucky's smoking in the plane after gale goes down, he's sitting in the right (gale's) seat, which i'm pretty sure he doesn't do at any other time :((( like he was trying to be close to him in anyway he could </3

11) omg i've been meaning to watch that just to get a better inside look at stuff for world building purposes lmaooo but that sounds so wholesome :( i read that a lot of the guys would get real sad/touchy around holidays (obviously), so i could see a oneshot where one of them takes it upon themselves to try and cheer everyone up the best they can under their circumstances. a little found family holiday </33

12) thank u for the rec!! i'm suuuch a slow reader, i'm still working my way thru the actual mota book LOL but i've added this to my reading list <3 i think i might've actually read a couple excerpts from that one in doing research for my fic and it looks really interesting (and heartbreaking) so i'm sure i'll pick up a copy eventually :^)

13) oh 100% agree!! as someone who already isn't super interested in fashion/pop–culture, i find it very hard to look at the men's outfits and be blown away by any of them LOL but the women?? insane. was losing it over lana and zendaya's fits tonight ngl. hunter had me in a chokehold with last year's <3 tangent alright i always say this to my friends but i'm just jealous in general that women have so many more options in terms of clothes like.

okay listen i know i can leave my house in a skirt or crop top or whatever and a lot more guys are def starting to feel comfortable doing so. but i also enjoy not worrying about getting jumped or looked at funny! it's a lot safer than it used to be to do so, even in my small ass conservative town i'll sometimes put on some dangly earrings or a bit of rodrick–liner SJKDG but that doesn't mean it's normalized yet or whatever. point being that i wish it was because men's outfits would be sm more exciting at these fashion events if they had a wider range of options too!

but that aside, absolutely. until that changes, really it's not that hard for the men who are going with women (who don't want to go crazy with their outfits/who are more lowkey like you said) to just. wear something nice and on theme that compliments their partner's outfit and they'll be FINE. anything is better than something boring with no effort; effort doesn't have to equal crazy and fancy and elaborate. like austin's 2022 look has always been a standout to me because it was still a really nice look (even if it was simple) and it also worked so well because of who he had at his side. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ but i also literally don't know shit ab fashion so i rly shouldn't be speaking on it LOL. i just know some things make me go oh no and some make me go YUM

and that's probs the last i'll post about the met bc i rly don't care thaaaat much, i was just happy to see barry since he wasn't at the panel this weekend <3

OKAY THAT WAS SO MUCH I'M SORRY. i just felt really bad bc some of those have been sitting in my inbox for months bc i was waiting to compile them all into a post like this :-) but also one last thing, idk if it's bc of me stepping out of mota to talk ab the emmy stuff/the met this week, but i've had a couple gossip/drama(?) asks and i just wanna say rn that i won't be posting stuff like that, even though they've been worded kindly! one, because i rly only post about fic/brainrot/mota–fandom related stuff here (aside from rare exceptions like today lol). and two, because as much as i adore our boys and try to keep up with the things they're up to, i personally don't vibe with speculating about them (esp if it's in a way that kinda. forgets they are grown men who probably don't think twice ab some of the stuff that people think they do lolol). i have no issue with people who do like to talk ab that stuff, i follow update blogs and think it's totally fine as long as it's done respectfully! i just don't feel like talking about gossip fits the vibe here and frankly i don't care enough about what goes on behind the scenes half the time; i'm just here to create and support and be insane. <33 that's all, just wanted to say that so ppl aren't waiting to have those asks answered/aren't sending more in! x

[unablethethird]

good afternoon!!

how was your day?

ILY/p!<3

Good morning :33 It was pretty great! since i have to meet my dad on sundays, he took me n my sibs to the farm, and i got to feed the sheep, and buy a plush fox :DDD I'm calling him Richard because 1-Names starting with R are cool [my name starts with R] <-/silly 2-Idk the fox gave the vibes of that name

Richard is currently on my bed :3 I'm trying my best not to judge him [my dad] since [you don't need to read this next paragraph, i started ranting out of no where, i genuinely have no idea why, i'm sorry /gen /npa, skip to the orange if u want to, it will not negatively affect my perception of you in anyway] a) he was being nice, which is kinda uncharacteristic considering everything i've seen and heard [granted that was like,, a huge while ago], which makes me kind of suspicious as hell but that's not fair to him [?] maybe he's a good person now????????? but then again he started shit talking the lady in arabic because she was doing her job and not letting him enter the tractor ride earlier than what the time on the card said, and he wouldn't let it go, which i've read is suspicious and a warning for faking niceness or whatever but then again maybe im paranoid???????????? and can you even let go/forgive on serious things people did? can those people change? does everyone deserve a second chance? is it fair to be cold to someone who's at least trying to be nice for the time being, for whatever reason? many questions in my head right now, the world is a little too complex, and lately i've been realizing that good and bad don't even exist, and in the long term? do they even matter? Good and bad are always changing, and no matter how hard you try to put anyone in the 'bad' or 'good' section, they'll crawl out long enough for you to doubt wether or not your judgement was correct b) guilt lol

ILY2!!!! <333 /p

[starjxsung]

hi angel <3

how are you doing? you’re so strong, you know that right? i’m so sorry to hear what happened to you. humanity keeps cementing itself as the worst species. not wanting to write about men is so understandable and please don’t force yourself to do so until you feel comfortable with it. anyone with empathy will understand the trauma that comes with having to go through something like that. take as much time as you need to heal. i send you the absolute biggest hug and my undying support.

i’m so honored that you think of me when you see kitties😭 that is all i want in life🥹

did you watch the kitten video?🥹🥹 i was so distracted with the kittens that i don’t remember anything they said but i’ll watch it a million more times😻

my bank cannot handle another comeback + tour🥲 im struggling as it is wtf jyp </3 im so excited for lolla, we’re staying for like a week and are working on the logistics for our non-festival days. it’ll be so fun. im also listening to a lot of chappell roan lately too, im really pumped to see her. i am so with you @ the barricade at every concert you go to (real) <33

if you get around watching the kdramas someday, imma need your review <3 and nana!! i love that, a nana keychain sounds so cute🥹 i finished it already (im bedrotting 4 summer rn) and i read the manga too and it’s so sad but so beautiful so i def recommend you watch/read it someday!

and for the kittens, the baby with the RI is doing so much better in just a few days with antibiotics <3 once its eyes are fully opened and healed, i shall send pics!

ily angel <3 you’re the sweetest person ever to exist. remember to rest, eat and stay hydrated! take care, always <3 sending you hugs!

-🐈‍⬛

HI MY BABY ANGELLLL I’VE MISSED YOU 🥹🫶🫶🫶🫶 I love you so very dearly. It’s been so frustrating getting through the days lately. But I’m doing my best ! The neighborhood was very supportive of it when I called the police and posted about it publicly which helped a lot <3 and I’m staying off my phone for the most part which makes things feel a little less stressful. Sending you all the hugs in the world, I love you so so much and I hope you’re doing absolutely amazing as well 🫶❤️🥹

STOPPPP the amount of times I’ve watched the kitten video 😭 I wasn’t expecting Channie to be so good with them???? Also forever laughing at Felix and Jisung trying to handle the kittens LOL the way they were clawing at their knees is exactly what momo does when she gets really excited and even though it’s adorable it can really leave a mark if her nails are long 😭 that being said, Chan needs a kitten. Somebody get him a kitten

I can’t believe we’re at like!!! One month until Lolla!!!!! We’re making all our plans too and it’s honestly nerve-wracking but I’m soooo fucking ready to see skz again ahh it’s been so long since I saw ot8 together and I’m stoked we’re probably getting new songs! I already preordered the new album (rip my wallet 💔😀) and my bank acc is HURTINGGGG….. everybody remind me not to spend anything until Lolla (impossible)

I will absolutely let you know what I think about the kdramas if I get around to them!!! I’ve been rewatching Kingdom these days and after that’s done I’ll be in dire need of bedrotting content again <3

Also soooo happy little RI kitten is doing better!!!! I forgot I referred to it originally as RI kitten so I just stared at my phone for a whole minute thinking “Rhode Island kitten???” LOL so glad little kitty’s doing amazing though 🥹❤️

Sending you all my love sweet angel I hope the summer days are good to you 💓🫶❤️💝💘💞👼 also here’s my latest pc & holder I’ve been obsessed with…. Jun Han from xdinary heroes if you’re reading this I love u

[kiisuuumii]

hello my sweet 🐇!

i'm sorry you haven't been dreaming lately ): i don't dream much either but when i do i never remember. i've heard mugwort works though! i second their recc friend 👍🏼

still, i wish your mom a speedy recovery! i bet the park was lovely (like you)!! work was slow-ish but i'm happy to be home, stoned and eating a pizza 😇 i'll share some if you have the munchies!

i just had a blunt so i say another edible (only of you'd like) and who knows it might help you finish the poem!! i look forward to when you do, i often go back to read them because they're so well written (and often relatable lol)

i'll have to agree that getting the shirt was my favorite part of the day as well lol! (can't wait to match) <33

good morning my 🐈 !!!

the park was super super nice (like you for offering to share your pizza ;v; !!!!)

i did end up talking that other edible but all it did was make me sleepy ;^; so poem's not written yet but !!! eventually it will be !!! this is one of those ones where i /will not/ be able to rest if its not written dghksd

it makes my heart so full to hear that you go back to read my poetry :''''^(( youre so sweet ily <333

i hope you have a wonderful day today !!!! and i hope gojo is healing up alright !!!! i bet he's gonna itch so baddd 😭😭

[fushitoru]

AASHIIIII!! i hope you're doing well!! i'm finally back from my trip (which was great, got to spend some time with my bff and see one of my fave bands and then we ran into them after the show) and i absolutely binged your bridgerton au while i was on the plane so now i'm here to gush

i've never seen bridgerton so i don't really have much of a background to go off of but the setting and the environments and linguistics feel soooo authentic and i'm so deeply invested in the world you've created and all of the side characters like the tanaka family and how gojo is woven into the world

also the way you write gojo?? ugh i love him sm he's so deeply complex and frustrating but charming it's chef's kiss truly

i loooove love love the way reader is written as such a perfect depiction of what she's expected to be but she's also a rebel (very fitting for anyone related to sukuna) and smart and independent like how she's always challenging gojo and his expectations of her while simultaneously being very genuinely sweet and caring

i'm also so unbelievably invested in the way you've written gojo's thoughts out, like the way he's not quite sure what he wants and clearly conflicted in his opinion on reader and their relationship, it's so interesting getting to see his perspective as well and understand both the tender moments (when he saves her and then gets her a pastry <33 so cute) and also when they're on horseback and both frustrated with one another, i love the dynamic of their relationship

also their conversation about sex asjklhfd that was so funny poor reader not understanding and poor gojo not sure how to explain it was so fun

ANYWAY sorry for yapping i hope you're doing well and having a great day <33

-- @starmapz

HI TRISH!!! AHH im so glad that sounds SO FUN.

im so glad you think it's authentic, sometimes i think it's really corny LOL. i did try to make it general so people who haven't watched bridgerton can still read this so im really happy you liked it!!!

and yesss!! that is exactly how i wanted reader to seem. i struggle with her characterization a lot. i fear i kinda gave her eldest daughter vibes (responsible yet still advocating for change/being a rebel) despite not being one but oh well!

i think i like my gojo's in fanfiction a little complicated and a little toxic. like he doesn't know what he wants and always struggles with his status/elevation in society despite having a really assured outward persona. like ughhhh yes my troubled hero, forever doomed to be the strongest and have a lot of responsiblity *drops panties*

and not the sex convo ahhkewfwkjn. pls reader is all book smarts her mother has NOT told her about sex LOL

OMG ILY trish for this <333 gen made my day. im glad you had a safe journy to and back :33