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miss u 🥺

I’m still here just on @seijorhi <33

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concept: yandere hitman x target.

Might I direct your attention here

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I’m convulsing, frothing, crying, pounding my fucking fists!!! That anon is onto something 🥺 just iwa being the bad guy and pretty Oikawa with a looming stature and kind eyes, feeding into the hope that blooms in your chest each time you see them? And when they both get their hands tight around your hope they squeeze and let it shatter before they ruin you themselves?

How to convince me to write something: make it iwaoi dvdhfjkgkgkg

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Bank robber Iwa. Robbing the bank where you work, and he takes a liking to you. Perhaps you held eye contact a fraction to long, maybe glared at him a little when he demanded you open your register. What ever it was he decides you're cute, he needs a hostage, two birds one stone.

He's immediately possessive, obviously controlling, but way more touchy than he should be. 

Drags you to his car, hand tight around your ribs, thumb brushing the underside of your breast.

You drive for what feels like hours, silent but constantly glancing at you out the corner of his eye. Doesn't think twice about threatening you with a knife when you eventually stop at a motel. Gets a little distracted with the knife and muses a little too hard on the desire to mark you up a little. Tracing it down your arm lightly, his face a little flushed before he shakes himself out of it.

Maybe you manage to slip the clerk a note or they notice that things aren't quite right between you and Iwa.

Cue the arrival of sheriff Oikawa.

Filling you with false hope as he knocks on your door, Iwa threatening you with his gun to keep your mouth shut.

They probably lead you on a bit, Oikawa pretending to be suspicious and there to help, both enjoying the way you start to look so hopeful at being rescued. Until Oikawa can't hold it anymore and the facade falls. Gripping your jaw and checking you out as he congratulates Iwa on picking such a cute hostage. And for getting away with the money of course. Both of them getting a little to turned on as they watch your face fall and see your hope of being rescued crushed.

Touching and crowding around you, pressed back against Iwa's chest as Oikawa toys with the buttons on your shirt. Talking so sweetly as they tell you if you behave they won't hurt you. At least not too badly.

Iwa pressing a soft kiss to your neck as Oikawa handcuffs you to the bed frame. They have to go talk to the clerk, straighten out a few things. Be good and they'll make you feel good when they return. 

Or serial killer Iwa and serial killer detective Oikawa, who joins in but also helps cover their tracks.  Iwa been stalking you for weeks, but deciding he'd rather keep you than add you you his victim list. Robbing the bank was just a fun way to get at you. Same scenario as above but when they return from "talking" to the clerk, they are covered in blood. Making you realise just how fucked you are.

It's your fault the clerk died, you shouldn't have tried to talk to them. But they'll forgive you just this once on one condition. dragging you to the bathroom, telling you that you can help them get clean. Oikawa trying to get your clothes off as Iwa kisses and nibbles at your skin. Your tears and pleas only seeming to excite them further.

Also big brother Sheriff Oikawa. Tracking you down to rescue you, only for you to realise he's working with Iwa, an ex con he arrested once. You were forgetting your place, getting a job, moving out, you're his sweet baby sister, you don't get to leave him. This way no one will look for you. A victim of a serial killer, mutilated beyond recognition.

You had me at bank robber Iwa and corrupt Sherif Oikawa <33

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Idk why but my head is full of Iwa

Specifically bank robber turner killer Iwa dragging you along with him on the run

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are you ok with people writing stuff after being inspired by your work? like obviously not plagiarizing but using the same concept, and making their own thing with it. cause after reading ur fic with sanzu, senju, and takeomi I was sort of inspired by it to make something. it’s completely fine however you respond, and if this makes you uncomfortable I apologize and I understand

Hi bby, thanks for sending this ask. I’m currently in the process of actually writing a full, proper fic for this concept and expanding on the drabble that I wrote and atm I’m a bit hesitant to let someone else run off with the concept of that makes sense? At least until the fic is out

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a little drabble based on this ask from @inkdelicious <33

tw blood, implied murder, incest, fucked up family vibes

takeomi, haruchiyo (sanzu) & senju x female reader

Takeomi crouches before you, the tip of his cigarette glowing cherry red as he takes a long, slow drag.

“I-I wasn’t gonna say anything, I swear,” you tell him. “I just– I just wanted to…”

“Leave?” he suggests.

You flinch, but not from the smoke he blows over your face. There’s no point in denying it, not when your phone’s in Senju’s hands, every incriminating message right at her fingertips. And your bedroom’s never felt smaller. Your sister sits at the end of your bed, one arm looped over her knees, Haruchiyo pacing by the door like a caged beast.

As if he’s the one who’s trapped right now. 

Takeomi just exhales, reaching forward to take your trembling hand in his. “Tell me. Tell me why you thought you could leave us… Why you’d even want to.”

A lump forms in your throat. He isn’t angry, at least not in the way Haru is; the kind that promises violence, a seething rage that demands blood to be sated.

And there’s none of Senju’s petulant hurt. The withering glares and cold shoulder. 

But you’d be a fool to think your eldest brother isn’t furious. 

How rare it is for you, the youngest, the sweet, innocent little sister to earn his ire. Years have passed since you uncovered their secret, longer still since your parents died and left you in their care and despite everything, you love them–

They’ve protected you.

Kept you safe. 

Doted on you. 

Sometimes you think you’ll burn for the love you carry for them. There are nights you wake gasping for air, haunted by visions of bloodied, faceless corpses clawing at your body, slowly ripping you apart. 

You kept your mouth shut when the teacher at your school went missing, and the pretty waitress who’d just moved into town – the one who’d smiled so brightly at you when she’d taken your order. You never spoke a word about the bloodstained clothes or the screams you hear coming from the basement.

Not even when Haru dragged you down to watch, kissed you savagely with blood flecked lips. You think he might have fucked you down there too, if Takeomi hadn’t interrupted.

For better or worse, you’ll take their secret to the grave – but that isn’t the issue.

There’s a sickness in your family. Something rotten that’s been left to fester in the dark, that goes beyond their sadistic need to kill. 

Siblings aren’t supposed to act the way yours do. They aren’t supposed to crawl into your bed at night, or drag you into theirs. They aren’t supposed to love you in the way that they do. Maybe it’s your parents’ fault for dying, you think, for leaving the four of you alone to fend for yourselves. Then again, you suppose it doesn’t much matter whose fault it is anymore.

How do you even begin to explain that loving them changes nothing, that all of this is so fucked up and broken and you can’t keep doing it. 

All you wanted was a chance. 

Takeomi’s expression gives away nothing as he studies your tear stricken face, but it’s Senju who pipes up, her attention once again fixed upon your phone. “He says he’ll be here in five.”

Your blood runs cold. 

Another drag of his cigarette, and Takeomi rises to his feet. “I’ll give you a choice, sweetheart. You can kill him yourself,” he murmurs. “Or I’ll let Haruchiyo do the honours.”

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Omg yes🤩 !! younger sister y / n who tries to live normally. Works hard to study abroad . Of course it is impossible to hide it with sanzu and senju who breathe near her neck and to punish her for her "rebellion", Takeomi who decides that she must takes part now in the family affairs with her boyfriend or love interest as her first murder .

i got u babe ;)

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Anyway serial killer sanzu <33

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hi hades! I hope you have a good week-end☺. Here a little brainrot on tokrev boys. let's imagine they confess to y/n. After being dumb in shock, the first reaction is to reject them because their bad reputation precedes them and you don't want to find out if it's true. well that's the plan but they're so intimidating that it's impossible to line up two sentences under their gazes and they know it and enjoy it. I even think some of them would bring up their gang , just to put the pressure on and say the answer they want to hear.

Ah you see I am weak for characters who just kinda… force their way into your life.

I could definitely see it with baji. It’s not even that he needs his friends to scare you, he’s plenty intimidating on his own, but he always wants you around, and he spends most of his time with them, so–

Baji doesn’t particularly care if you’re uncomfortable with it. Actually, if he’s being totally honest with himself he kind of enjoys it; your discomfort. The way you squirm on his lap, flinching when he kisses and sucks pretty mark into your neck.

You hate it, don’t you, but you still won’t stop him when his fingers creep up under your skirt. Such a good, pliant little thing you are.

His friends don’t give a shit that you’re not exactly thrilled to be there, and your friends are too chicken shit scared to step in when Baji comes round to pick you up.

He never bothered to ask you out, why waste the time and energy? You’re his girl, and nothing and no one’s gonna change that, so might as well just learn to accept it.

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Sooo with all the hype about Squid game,I finally watch and all I can think about is VIP!Koko😞.Like why participate in a deadly game,when you can just accept his affection and be blessed with a lot of luxury item!

Ahh filthy rich Koko would absolutely drag you along to watch with him. Aren’t you lucky that you have him to support you? To take care of you and every last one of your needs?

You’ve never wanted for anything, not since he stole you away – but the reminder serves its purpose all the same. It could’ve been you down there, fighting it out in those violent, bloody children’s games.

What’s freedom when it comes at the price of destitution?

You were struggling. Desperate. Koko saw that, saw that you needed him and swooped in to take matters into his own hands. And now you’re here, perched on his lap in a pretty silk dress that costs more than you’d make in months, eating fine foods right out his fingers while you both watch those poor people die – kill each other – for that money.

Koko never asks for your thanks, but a bit of gratitude never goes astray. After all, there are far worse alternatives.

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now presenting… TOKYO [REDACTED]

an dark content anime server for everyone and anyone who wants to talk tokyo revengers. welcome to anyone over the age of 18, so if you love tokrev and want to make some new friends in the dc tokrev fandom, you’re more than welcome to join!

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Surprised that no one else said it?? But mastermind Oikawa and square guard iwa? Always lurking in your games and never strays far? Plz 😭😭

There was also that scene when the fight broke out and I just thought of Iwaizumi protecting you and going feral if anyone got close. I’m gonna combust

Idk about you, but I think unless you’re physically pretty strong (or quick) or you’re already in a group who’s determined to protect one another, guaranteeing you’ll survive the riot without either inside knowledge or an inside man is gonna be almost impossible. And even with Iwa being the square guard, he’s bound by orders not to step in until the right moment.

So what if you did know about it? What if you were trapped as the plaything of two bored billionaires? What if you’d been forced to watch the games play out again and again, sitting pretty on their laps, or on your knees sucking their cocks as endless blood and death played out on a massive screen before you, and one day it became too much.

The isolation. The possessiveness. Constantly being touched and fucked and dressed up nice and pretty like a fucking doll. Never having a moment to yourself.

And so you beg your captors. You’re not stupid enough to believe they’ll just let you go, but what choice do you have?

It’s Oikawa – a soft, cruel smile on his face as he wipes away your tears – who suggests it. You wanna leave their loving care that badly? Fine. Play for it. Join the game and win, and they’ll let you go. You can even keep the money, a little parting gift because they both know you can’t actually manage on your own without it.

Hell, they’ll even give you an advantage. You know most of the games, the order they’ll play out and what you need to do to beat them, but Iwa’ll come in as the square guard to keep you safe from everyone else. That’s fair, isn’t it?

You win, you leave. You lose, and it won’t be death that you have to worry about.

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hades don’t worry!! when i say i miss u, i also mean just your presence is enough, though your content is wonderful as well💓 take care dearest!! and omg the suna concepts😳 i’m frothing at the mouth. tables are turned and yandere possesses suna😳 suna kills all my idiot friends but possibly spares me?😳 suna at a party😳 suna suna sunaaa🥰

You’re a cutie pls come and get ur kisses <33

But oh my god while I do love the idea of possessed Suna finding you, there is something about slasher Suna in a creepy fox mask that just hits different!

Like he’s not the chase you down the street with a chainsaw type. He’s slow and calm and methodical and there’s absolutely no escaping him. Slasher Suna won’t speak a word, there’s no reckoning with him.

He’ll pick off your friends one by one. Some will go quick – bloody and violent, but gone within seconds – others he’ll draw out. Incapacitate them, so he can come back afterwards and finish them off.

And then there’s you. Crying, trembling, covered in the blood of your poor, dead friends. Begging him through choked sobs to spare you. You’ll do anything he wants, just please, please don’t hurt you. You don’t wanna die here.

But you know what they say; be careful what you wish for :))

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hades, i miss youuu. are you back on your haikyuu kick? if so, may you spare some thoughts on yandere suna🥺🤲🏻 what is the slyest fox doing for halloween do you think?

I’m sorry I’ve been literally terrible at giving you guys content stuff’s just been a bit :’)) at the moment but I’m trying!!

So anyway, Suna. I mean I could tell you that he’s gonna be the one having a house party on Halloween, slipping something into your drink so he can defile his sweet little angel while you’re helpless to move.

Or I could tell you about a Suna who knows Halloween is his chance to have a bit of fun – the one night when no one will look twice at his bloody clothes, the fox mask and the sharp, glinting knife in his hands. People like to be scared on Halloween, right? How convenient for him, when you and your bunch of idiot friends decide to wander onto his hunting grounds in search of something thrilling.

Or maybe you want me to tell you about Suna being dragged by the twins to do some stupid, bullshit summoning ritual. Tsumu’s adamant that it’s gonna work, everyone knows that the barrier between this world and the other’s thinnest on All Hallows’ Eve and Samu’s done the research. There’s blood and a ‘sacrifice’ and goofy looking symbols drawn across the wooden floorboards.

But he’s not laughing when the candles flicker out and the room drops 20 degrees. Not when a deep, horrible voice purrs into his ear and he feels something wretched creep inside of him and take control.

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*slides 45.6 billion Won and a squid across the table* the heart wants what it wants

;))

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I love this

not sure if u feel the same way but i feel like atsumu would manipulate reader into giving him “pleasure” in exchange for protecting her, she’s hesitant and unsure but he’s worked so hard after all, surely she can spare him some of her.. 👀 imagine her shock once she found out the other twin hasn’t been straying too far and that from the moment she’s entered, she’s been playing by the hands of the blondie

anyways those r just what i think scummy tsumu would do <3

It’s not so much manipulation as just… Atsumu doing it anyway, if that makes sense?

From the moment you agree to work together, Atsumu’s gonna be handsy. Just like back in high school, his arm draped over your shoulders, dragging you to sit on his lap whenever you’re not competing. It’s awkward and embarrassing and you hate it, but in the grand scheme of things it’s pretty harmless.

That changes after the first blood soaked purge. Because it’s no secret that Atsumu’s a strong competitor and you’re not. You’re weaker, easy pickings. You watched him stab a man in the throat right in front of you – a man who was gunning for you – and you’re not blind to the filthy looks his surviving friends send you the next morning.

You need Atsumu’s protection.

And it’s not that he’d force you. He doesn’t even threaten you – there’s no need. It’s unspoken, when the next night he pulls you towards his bed, his fingers sliding under the waistband of your track pants, your ass pressed close enough to feel his cock harden and twitch.

You give a little, you get a little. Quid pro quo and all that shit.