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edit: for clarification i don't really expect ppl to be giving out the name of the hospital or their address. if you read closely and carefully it asks how do you interpret the question not the answer you would give. meaning do you associate the question where you were born as the literal place you were extracted or shot out from the womb or as where you grew up. there's also no real difference between city and state etc bc where i live states aren't a thing.
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The Phantom Thieves of Hearts x Female!Reader (A Rumor Only Lasts Seventy-Five Days)
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Author's Note: Hey, look, another Phantom Thieves of Hearts x Reader! Sorry Anon this isn't an Akira Kurusu x Reader or an Goro Akechi x Reader, but I worked really hard on this for you! And for everyone else who needs to know I'm still writing  fanfictions, even after all this waiting!
This fanfic does take place in an AU, where The Phantom Thieves of Hearts are actual, real thieves that steal from the rich and give it to the poor, and punish corrupt people and help out the weak. And so, the Metaverse doesn't exist. So, Morgana can't be a cat, he's a person. So, be ready Morgana fans! Because probably from now on I'll be more comfortable using a human!Morgana
This is 110% inspired by the new outfits from P5A Masquerade Party ---Detective Daylight--- and P5A Masquerade Party ---Phantom Midnight---, so, yeah. I'm not even going to lie, that's the reason I did this fanfiction in the first place. So, get ready for a masquearade party full of shinnagans and your local Phantom dorks with those specific outfits. I will make one modification, though. All the mask will be full on masks, not half masks like in the art because it ruins the fun of identities. 
Also, please listen to Meet Me by Mickey Valen Feat. Noé. As, I almost made this a songfic but I decided against it later on because it seemed awkward and out of place. But, please do listen to the song. It's worth it! 
Also, this does get a whole lot darker later on, but I can't tell you because. . . Well, it ruins the surprise of the Palace the Phantom Thieves are targetting. But, I'm warning you guys, it gets dark real fast. So, prepare for some feels.
"They sent us a calling card?!" A woman exclaimed in the middle of the night into an almost empty room. "But. . . Why?!" 
She knew exactly why. 
She's a liar.
"It will be alright. It's not the Man in the Black Mask, at least! If it was him, we'd be dead for sure!" A man said to the woman, putting an arm on her shoulder for comfort.
That part is true. If it was him, you two would be screwed with a capital S.
"True, but. . . What about the money? Our property? The workers? What are we going to do? They're going to steal everything with what we have!" The woman wailed into her hands.
Oh, stop being such a bitch about it like you actually care. 
Because, I know you don't. 
"It'll be alright. We know their tricks, they can't deceive us!" The man assured her.
Oh, he's lying now, too.
Great, the more lies, the worse this gets.
The Phantom Thieves, were a well-known group of thieves that stole from the rich and corrupt, and gave it to the poor. 
They were a group of dangerous individuals who claimed to give justice to those corrupt people untouched by the law but was controversial as to if that was the truth. As, the only people who had seen them where severely hurt and often couldn't remember any faces of the people who had robbed them. 
But, other than that, the only thing that could even give the public a clue as to who they were. . . Was rumors sprend by the masses.
That's right. 
None of the group had ever gotten caught, so only rumors could satisfy the public's thrist for answers.
Sure, there was a few people who did know the Phantom Thieves, but the police was on thin ice with all the failures to capture the illustrious group, so anyone even suspected was often arrested if reported to the authorities. 
So, not only was corrupt people was afraid of being found out, but so was the average citizen if they where reported. 
Everyone lived in fear of the Phantom Thieves. 
And yet. . . They were popular with the youth. 
As a symbol of rebellion against corrupt laws and tyrants, which is why even though the group had revealed little to no information about themselves to the public, many companies would make products about them. From personalized Calling Cards to themed attractions, the Phantom Thieves turned from a urban legend to a worldwide media phenomenon. 
The group had a site that you could request for them to target someone's "heart", or their reputation. Officially called the Phantom Aficionado Website but nicknamed "The Phan-Site" by the public, anyone could request for anyone else to be taught a lesson. From new, petty crime-doers to other thieves on the prowl. 
But, despite being so illustrious and uuntouchable to the public. . . You knew all of them personally. 
That's right. 
You knew the people behind the masks. 
The only thing is. . . You didn't know you knew them. 
Because they had kept you naïve to any knowledge of the group. 
But it's hard to do that when they're the talk of, well, everywhere.
"Today I will be not be teaching you today, you will be reading from your textbooks and answering the comprehendsion questions on page 194, 198 and 200." Your Japanese teacher, Miss Kawakami, said plainly. 
"It is all review, because next to none of you have been doing the homework at all recently and I'm not happy about it. And since most of the class is not listening to me during lectures, you'll have the textbook to work with instead of me." She said in an annoyed tone, as if she honestly just wanted to leave the class right now and not deal with any of you.
"For those of you who did the homework. . . You are to come speak with in the hallway." 
Come in the hallway? But Miss Kawakami almost never asked for that sort of thing, she'd just give you free time when this happened. What was the matter this time?
You got up from your seat, and walked out of the classroom. But before you could leave, Ryuji Sakamoto stopped you by grabbing your arm. 
"Wait, you did the homework?" He asked from his desk. 
You were in the same homeroom as Ryuji, so the two of you often hung out then since you guys were friends.
"Yes, I did, why?" You replied him. 
"Ah, whatever. Can you give me the answers later?" Ryuji asked you, but you shook your head. 
"Ryuji, the comprehension questions was the homework, so you have all the answers. Kawakami is just giving you the homework as classwork now." You sighed at him. 
"For real?!" 
"Yeah. Oh, that's right, you ditched yesterday, didn't you?" You asked him.
"Yeah, but I was helping Akechi with his house with Futuba and Morgana." Ryuji shot back. 
"Okay, okay." You putting your hands up in surrender. 
"(First/Name)! Come on, I know you did the homework! Ryuji! Quit bothering her and get back to work!" Miss Kawawkami yelled at you two.
"I'm coming!" You said back to your teacher. "See you around, Ryuji." 
"See ya." Ryuji repiled, as he pulled out a textbook and a piece of paper.
You walked out the classroom to find. . . Two other people standing out in the hallway with you. They seemed just as confused as you were, but before any of you could speak, Miss Kawakami spoke up. 
"So, since you actually did your homework, I'm giving the three of you permission to ditch this period, or at least slack off for the period. But, I need some help grading papers, can one of you help me out?" She asked.
There was silence among the three of you. Then, you spoke up. 
"I'll do it." 
"Thank you," Miss Kawakami smiled at you. "The two of you can go do what you want. (F/N), come with me." 
You followed her to the teacher's office, to find a few other teachers there. Miss Kawakami sat you down at her desk and gave you an answer sheet, and simply told you to mark an answer with a slash if they got it wrong, and a minus a half if the person got the idea of the answer, but didn't answer it correctly. Then, she left you to your own devices in the office. 
You where grading the tests of another class, which must have been Akira and Ann's class, as when you went through the papers, you noticed Ann's and Akira's tests in the pile of ones you graded. When you were almost finished grading, with only one left the pile, you felt a tap on your shoulder. When you turned, there was Makoto. 
"(F/N)? What are you doing here?" She asked you. 
"Miss Kawakami asked me to help her out with grading papers, and since I had nothing better to do since I finished my classwork, why not?" You said. 
"Ah, I see. Did you see Ryuji doing it?" She asked, seriously. Her face got dark, almost like she was going to beat Ryuji up if he didn't. 
Makoto Niijima was the student council president of Shujin Academy, and Ryuji was a local delinquent. So, the two often came into conflict when it came to school work and ethics. But outside of school, you won't know that with how they treat each other. Even though Makoto seems to not show Ryuji much respect, she does deep down have some for him. Even you could see that.
Ryuji was a sweetheart and a great person outside of school. He really was, it's just he can't stand adults who abuse their power. That's why he strongly supports the Phantom Thieves and what they do, since he believes that the justice they have is truly justice. Makoto also had a strong sense of justice as well, almost as strong as Ryuji's sense of justice. She believes that justice is, in a way, absolute and no one could escape it. And, you couldn't quite blame her for having that sense of justice, since she wanted to be a police commissioner and her sister was a public prosecutor, it made sense. 
"I think so. I saw him with half of the work done. He asked me a few questions about the work before Miss Kawakami called me out of the room." You lied to her. 
Makoto. . . Was not a good person to piss off, to say the least. Even for a student council president, she was scary angry.
In being a friend to Ryuji, you decided to cover for him.
"Oh, that's good." She said. Her dark look on her face faded into a cheerful smile. "That's wonderful." 
Makoto. . . Your smile. 
You've had that same one when. . .
"When you've finished, can we talk?" She asked. Her cheerful smile turned into a sincere smile. Like she was. . .
"Yeah, sure." You responded.
"Alright. Meet me by the student council room, okay?" She smiled, and you nodded and she left the room. 
That smile had on her face. . . That was the same smile when you found out her sister was given a calling card. 
In other words. . . She was definitely hiding something from you.
"Well, whatever." You sighed, turning back to the ungraded paper left untouched until then.
After you had finished, Miss Kawakami came in and asked if you had been told that somebody wants to see you, like as soon as possible. You told her someone had dropped by asking you to talk with them in the student council room, but you told them you wanted to finish your task first, to which they agreed. Kawakami thanked you for helping her and dismissed you to go see Makoto.
When you opened the door, only was Makoto there. She was waiting patiently on a table. 
But there was one thing you noticed: 
She had an earpiece in her right ear. 
It was hard to notice with Makoto's usually neat hair not tucked behind her ear, but you saw an earpiece through her brown hair. 
"Please, take a seat." She smiled warmly at you, and moved her left hand to a seat. But, that only made everything even more chilling than relaxing. 
You nodded and was going to sit down when you saw something else Makoto did: 
She quietly locked the door out of the room.
And then she turned back to you as you had sat down in the seat offered to you.
She smiled warmly again at you, like an mother looking after a beloved child. "I know this isn't something I should be asking, but. . ." 
She stopped speaking for a moment and you heard something faint come from somewhere and then Makoto said, "Your last name is (Last/Name), correct?" 
"Y-Yes, why?" You asked, scared by Makoto's calmness in the situation. 
Makoto has never asked you about your family, so why is she---?
"Are you, by chance, related to Aeron and Mara (L/N)?" Makoto asked.
Who?
Your brows knitted together, and your head tilted to one side, as you face scrunched up. 
Ae-ron And Mar-a?
Are those English names? Maybe?  
"Who?" You asked Makoto.
"The people who where on the news the other day. It is suspected they are having affairs within their marriage to one another. . . And I thought they where your parents since you had the same last names." Makoto said.
"No." You answered, firmly. "My parents have Japanese names, I've never heard of those names before."
"I see." She nodded her head, as if she had learned something very important and vital. "Then, can you tell me your parent's names?"
"Hinata and Kasumi (L/N)." You stated.
"Can you tell me more about them?" She asked.
Why? 
Why does she suddenly care about your life at home? 
"They're both workaholics. Most of the time, they work all day, all night without stopping. They both are nice people, They're just. . ." You hesitated for a moment. "Distant. We don't talk much since they're busy most of the time."
Makoto nodded. "One last thing. . . Why do you have bruises on your hand?" 
"Huh?" You said, looking at your hands. You had brusies on your hands, but that weren't all that bad. "Oh, these? I got those because some kids where throwing stuff across my yard for fun. And, while I was lucky in not getting hit, my hands weren't as lucky." 
"Oh," Makoto sounded surprised. "Sorry, the brusies worried me. Do you want to stop by the nurse's office?" 
"Makoto, they aren't hurting me that badly." You said. 
"You sure?" She asked, one final time.
"Yes. It'll go away soon." You said. 
And just like that, Makoto let you go for the day.
When you went back to class, you had about 10 minutes before your next class would start. So, you pulled out a book to read. But, Ryuji came over almost as soon as you opened the book. 
"When did you get these?" He asked, picking up one of your hands that had brusies all over. 
"Some kids where throwing stuff across my yard for fun yesterday and I cleaned it up. But, most of the things I cleaned up was not easy to pick up and move." You told him. 
"What did the kids put in your yard?" 
"Many different thing, from heavy weights to a toilet." You said. 
"The hell." Ryuji sighed, and then let go of your hand. "People these days. Argh, it just makes me wanna---!" 
"Want to what, Ryuji?" A girl asked. When you turned, there was Ann. She was eating a package of Jagariko, and Ann sat right smack-dab in the middle of your desk. In the process, taking the book out of your hands. 
"Y'know, beat some sense into them! Why the actual hell would people do something like that!?" Ryuji growled. 
"I dunno. Maybe she has a really big yard and people use it without asking for permission?" Ann said.
"That doesn't make any sense, either!" Ryuji exclaimed. 
"Well, what do you expect? The situation doesn't make any sense." Ann sighed.
"What are you guys talking about?" Another voice said. 
That, was Morgana.
Morgana was a small boy, even smaller then Futuba albeit by not that much, but he certainly he a big ego. Probably the biggest one of the group. Morgana had hair like Akira's along with bright blue eyes, and he didn't seem follow the school dress code. He often wore a yellow bandana over his neck, and wore a t-shirt with a crude joke on it.
"Nothing important. Are we ready?" Ann said. 
"Ann---" You almost said something, but then the bell rang to dismiss the class. 
"Let's go. Come on, let's beat Akira there!" Morgana blurted, as he rushed out of the classroom. With Ryuji tailing him.
Ann, meanwhile stayed behind to help you pack up. And when you two left the classroom, Akira appeared to greet the two of you and followed you both to the roof. 
"Ah! Smooth, Akira! Escourtin' two ladies here!" Ryuji teased Akira. Causing Morgana to give a hilarious face of shock and for Akira's face to show a beam of confidence. 
He pushed up his glasses and smirked, "Haha. You have much to learn in the ways of gentlemanly attributes, Morgana Velvrule." 
"Shut up!" Morgana shot back. "I was-I was just making sure Ryuji doesn't try anything!"
"Hey!" Ryuji exclaimed.
And with that, the door to the roof opened. And out came Makoto and Haru. 
"Ah! There you guys are!" Morgana changed the subject. "Come on! I got sushi today!" 
Pretty much after lunch, the day went by in a blur. You and Ryuji normally walked home together since the two of you lived not far from one another, but Ryuji said he needed to do something. 
Leaving you by yourself to walk home. 
"Alright, everyone's here. Ryuji, did (F/N) get home safely?" Morgana asked Ryuji. 
"That's what she said." Ryuji said as he went through his text messages, to check if anything had changed from the last time the two of you talked.
"Good, now let's get down to business." Morgana stated. "Makoto, Akechi, is she related to them?" 
"No. She said she had never heard those names before. She said her parents are named Hinata and Kasumi, not Aeron and Mara." Makoto said. 
"And from what I could tell, she wasn't lying, either." Goro added.
"So, as far as our sources says, she is safe, correct?" Morgana asked.
Futuba nodded. "Yes. She wasn't invited, or on the guest list at all. And, there is no one else who could invite her to it now because of the couple's paranoia. So, chances are high she's way out of the question now." 
"Alright. Then, let's move on. We definitely need a plan for infiltrating the place, we will have to do it in advance, am I correct?" Akira tried to confirm from the group.
"Yes, the place is pretty big just from the outside." Goro stated. "I couldn't get too close, but the place was much bigger than it looks, that is for certain." 
"So, when can we infiltrate the place? There's so many people there it will be a big problem, and with them on high alert, it makes it much worse." Ryuji stated. 
"We'll have to either do it late at night, or when everyone is out of the house." Morgana said.
"So, which one?" Ann asked. "Either works for me." 
"Let's do the second one." Haru suggested. "It's just easier for everyone. And, It lessens the chance of being caught." 
"Yes, that would be something to prioritize." Yusuke said. 
"Are we in agreement, then?" Morgana asked. "Then, now we need to figure out the schedule of the couple and see when out next chance will be." 
When the Phantom Thieves had gathered that much information about their target, they had found out the house was normally empty on Saturdays. And this coming Saturday both had meetings to go to, so the chance was wide open to them. 
So, they set a date and was ready to infiltrate the targeted place.
Which, this time, was a mansion, and a small house right next to it. 
The mansion seemed. . . Overly luxurious, even for a mansion. But despite it being luxurious, the group discovered rooms that weren't as luxurious and where downright gross to be in, or just not great rooms in general.  Futuba, because she wasn't sure what was going on, set up cameras in certain areas, to see the purposes of them are. Then, they went to infiltrate the small house next to the mansion, they found it actually was supposed to be a shed full of tools, parts of many things, and a whole bunch of weapons. But, there was someone living there, because there was food in there, certain electronics that people often had where also present, as well as other signs to show someone was living there.
But. . . The place had no running water, and not that much electricity, either. 
So the person who was living there. . . They where not in a good place at all. 
All your friends where gone today. 
Of course they where, they always do this at least once a month.
And whatever reason may be, they leave you to fend for yourself.  No contacting you til the end of the day. No matter how much texting or calling you do, it doesn't matter. They ignore you until the very end, and then they answer you.
But, you couldn't care less about it now.
Because the disappearances had a pattern to it, making you able to predict when they would disaapear.
The good thing was, no one asked you to pick up homework or classwork this time. 
On the night of the heist, Aeron and Mara was hosting a party celebrating the success they have had recently in their business. 
Security was tight, and yet. . . It was a masqurade party. 
Where no one knew another's face for certain unless they knew before hand. 
And the couple had some nerve to think a masqurade party was a good idea, even after getting a calling card. 
They either where foolish, or had a trick up their sleeves.
Getting an invitation wasn't to hard, but fitting in was harder with wealthy nobleman among the general population of people. Luckily, everyone had fancy enough outfits to match the outfits of the adults.
Akira was wearing a red suit with a long tailcoat, but the inside of the tailcoat was black. The tailcoat also had two golden buttons to pull the coat together if wanted, and it also had a breast pocket with a fancy white handkerchief sticking out. Akira had a black waistcoat to match the inside of the tailcoat, with a white dress shirt underneath with a white ascot tie with a small blue jewel on it tied around his neck by a black strap, with a pair of black dress shoes, as well. Akira wore a black and red mask, that looked like a regular mask but with large horns coming out the sides of the mask, with two other sharp edges sticking up as well. The mask was mostly black, but there was red across the mask that showed details of a horn. But, it also made a shape of eyelashes on both sides of the lower half of the mask. The mask itself was big enough to cover Akira's forehead.
Morgana was wearing an all black suit, expect on the inside of the tailcoat, which was dark purple. He wore a yellow bow tie instead of a yellow bandana. Morgana also wore brown dress shoes, and he had an actual sword on him. He was using it as a cane but it was an actual foil sword. Morgana had a black mask two dark blue tusks coming out of the mask with a yellow line above the eye slots of the mask, as well as little spots of purple at the top of the mask. 
Ryuji was not wearing a full on suit unlike anyone else, but he was wearing black dress pants held up by a black belt with a buckle with a pair of crossed swords on it, a grey dress shirt and a black and red waistcoat, with the front of the coat being black and the backside being red with three faded golden buttons keeping the coat together. Ryuji wore a yellow and blue sailor tie with skulls and crossbones across the tie. As well as a pair of brown loafers and a silver chain with a decoration at the end of the chain. Ryuji also wore a torn-up white cloth as a bracelet on his left wrist. Ryuji's mask was a skull was an eye-patch on the right eye that also had a skull on it. Despite what it looked like, Ryuji could actually see through the eye patch, because that was actually just a special lens Futuba designed for Ryuji, since he was the muscle of the group and sometimes needed to see in the dark.
Ann was wearing a red sleeveless dress with a small pink sash around her waist along with a black stripe at the bottom of the dress with a yellow stripe below the black stripe that was at the bottom of the dress, which went to about over her knees. She wore a pair of black pumps with a red rose as a decoration on the shoe as well as the bottom of her shoe was red instead of black. Ann wore a light pink see-through cloth with dark pink leopard prints on it that she wore around her upper arms. Ann had her nails painted red, and she wore red earrings to match. Ann also wore a black choker with a red heart charm on it, she also had a giant red rose in her hair, which was in raised pigtails. Ann's mask looked like a black cat mask, with pink leopard spots at the top of the mask, the mask also had upside down hearts where the ears where that where a little lighter color of pink than the leopard spots. But around the eyeholes of the mask was a blue stripe on top of the eyeholes and orange stripe on the bottom.
Yusuke wore a suit similar to Akira's, in that he had the same types of clothes on as Akira, but other than that, Yusuke's outfit was very different. Yusuke wore a dark purple tailcoat with a light purple on the inside of the coat, on the coat, there was a red handkerchief in his breast pocket. Yusuke also wore a waistcoat with black symbols that looked like a G, with a white background making the symbol easy to see. Underneath that, Yusuke wore a light blue dress shirt, he also wore a white and purple tie. Yusuke wore a pair of white dress pants and a pair of dark brown dress shoes. Yusuke had a white cane on him, with a golden fish on it as a decoration, but it also had a golden tip on the end of the cane as well. Yusuke's mask was light blue on the furthest left and right sides of the mask but then was cut off by a red stripe which then had white until it it went up to the eyeholes of the mask which had a redish-purple around the eyeholes. On top of the eye hole was purple. But, the mask itself was shaped much differently than most masks. It was cut off so you could see a person's nose, not the top of the nose but the sides of the nose, close to the eyelids and around the mouth. But, covered everything else. 
Makoto wore a long dark blue illusion dress that went to the floor. The illusion dress held the dress up around her shoulders but had no decorations on it. Makoto wore a silver diamond dance belt around her waist that had no jewels on it, but instead was empty. Makoto also wore a pair of cream white ankle strap heels underneath the dress, that could be seen thanks to a slit in the dress on the left side of the dress. Makoto also wore a long silver cuff bracelet on her right arm, and Ann had helped her paint her nails dark blue to match the dress. She also wore a simple black headband. Makoto's mask was a light blue that covered her face and had a pattern of woman with closed eyes under a protective screen or something along those lines. It also had more lining on the sides of the mask to make the mask bigger on her face. 
Futuba wore a loose black sleeveless dress with a line of cloth across her shoulders, a line of cloth as a replacement for the absence of the sleeves. Near the middle and the bottom of her skirt and the cloth acting as sleeves had strange light green symbols all over those areas. From numbers, lines, shapes, and who knows what else was on that dress. At the end of the dress was an aquamarine lace, or, that's what it looked like, around Futuba's waist was a design that matched the other symbols that was on the dress. Ann had painted Futuba's nails a light green to match the symbols on her dress. But, other than that, the other decoration Futuba had was a small black hat on her head with similar symbols as on the dress, and a faded green bow to add the the hat. Futuba wore a pair of black platform pumps with ankle straps with light green heels that made Futuba look tall, but it must have hurt to walk in. Futuba's mask was black and looked like a bat's wings with horns coming out the top of the mask. But, it seemed modified so it could cover the fact Futuba wears glasses. 
Haru was wearing a sleeveless pink ball gown that went down to her knees, with more of the dress lower than that which went to about just above her ankles. Around Haru's chest, the pink was actually a very dark pink that had decoration on it. But, there was a light pink veil over the dark pink upper part of the dress that was covered in decorations of flowers and other things, but, at the top of the veil was a string of golden flower decorations that connected the veil to the dress and wrapped around Haru. At Haru's waist was a small white bow wrapped around the waist. Around the bottom part of the dress was also pink veil that had lacy at the bottom. Haru had light pink nails painted thanks to the help of Ann and she wore gold bracelets on her left wrist, as well as golden earrings with light pink jewels on it. Haru wore a pair of black flats with gold lining on the edge of the shoes around the foot. Haru's mask was on a stick on the right side of the mask, like traditional masquerade mask, which was pink with gold lining on the edge of the mask with lines coming off the the lines. Around eye hole was also gold lining that looked like eyelashes. But, on the right side was a blue flower and a little orange cloth at the bottom at the flower. 
Goro's suit was mostly white. His tailcoat, white dress shirt, his dress pants, his gloves, even his dress shoes were white. His tailcoat had golden lining along the lines of the coat, including the sleeves. The inside of that coat was a dark blue, and in his breast pocket was a blue handkerchief. Goro wore a grey waistcoat with golden buttons, as well as a red ascot tie held up by a golden band. Goro had a mask that was somewhat similar to Yusuke's, in that it wasn't a mask you would see everyday. The top of the mask above th eyeholes was red, while right below the eye hole was a small amount of grey, while everything else was gold. Unlike Yusuke's, the mask covered most of Goro's face, minus the mouth and right underneath the nose. But, on the left and right sides of the mask was something that looked like fins. Golden fins, but it looked somewhat odd on the mask. 
The couple had hosted the party in a section of the house that was the kitchen, the living room, the gaming room, a movie theater and a few rooms around there. The house was well decorated with many flowers, banners, and other decorations pertaining to a theme of a masquerade party. The colors most present was blue, green, and brown. Which happened to be the colors of the company Aeron and Mara founded and are the current CEOs of. The food seemed to be mostly desserts and filling. Not actually suited for a meal. The couple heavily encouraged the guests to take as much as they want since the chef made a lot more than expected. Most of the crowd was in the living room, and among the crowd was undercover officers, because the couple asked for them to be there. Which is how Goro got into the party with Makoto, because she claimed Sae wouldn't be able to come tonight due to another case she needed to take care of. Haru was invited to the party because of her status as a wealthy woman. Everyone else had made up names as wealthy people or people of status.  
The group had decided to hide Futuba and the escape car on the back of the property close to the house, to make it look inconspicuous. As a bonus, there was no security back there and the couple seemed to let no one back there. The car itself was a black Citroën H Van, that was painted to look like any other car. While Futuba was left by herself, the rest of the group went to split up and search the house for money, jewels, whatever they could find. Well, Yusuke and Ryuji was taking a whole bunch of food from the buffet. And when Ann found out what the boys where doing, she snuck some, too. 
But then, something happened the group didn't expect.
Someone noticed the car and went to investigate. 
Which shocked the team when Futuba heard someone coming her way. And everyone started to panic.
"Oracle, hide!" Ann said.
"Oracle, you need to leave, right now!" Ryuji said. "Forget us! If you get caught, you're dead meat!" 
Futuba panicked even more as she tried to hide her things, and then a door opened. Which caused Futuba to jump to the back of the car.
"Whose here?! I know someone's---!" A voice called. 
Then a buzzing noise was heard and then something fell.
"Geez. Who the heck does something like this?" A female voice sighed. "What a creep. He must have tried to take another child into their Ring, or tried to rape them, disgusting."  
The Ring? 
What was she talking about? 
"Hello? Is anyone here? I promise I won't hurt you!" The female voice called. "I'll help you get out!" 
Futuba then popped her head out from the backseat. When she did, she saw a man wearing a security guard outfit slumped over and a girl looking throughout the car.
The girl wore an old cream colored Komarov Drape Chiffon dress that looked quite nice on her. She wore a basic white mask that was shaped in the form of a crescent moon. But the girl was also covered on bruises and cuts, or that's what it looked like. When the girl saw Futuba, she spread her arms. 
"I promise I won't hurt you. I can help you." She said. "It's okay." 
Futuba then ducked back into the seat and popped on her mask on. And then said into her earpiece, "I'm turning off my ear piece. My situation was taken an odd turn." And then turned off her eyepiece. 
And then Futuba got up, and walked towards the girl. 
When Futuba got to the girl, the girl moved the man into the outside of the car. 
"Are you okay?" The girl asked. 
Futuba nodded.
"Can you come with me? We need to get you away from the car. It's better that way, right?" 
Futuba nodded again. 
The girl lead Futuba into the small house, and into the living room of the house, which was just an empty room filled with junk and an old couch. The girl sat Futuba down on the couch. The room was somewhat dark thanks to it being dark outside, but there was a small lamp that the girl brought over. 
She also brought a pencil and sheet of paper. 
The girl brought a small plate of food for Futuba, that mainly seemed to be a type of meatloaf. 
Not long after the two appeared, a black dog appeared and started growling at Futuba from the girl's side. But the girl tried to shush the dog with,
"It's okay, it's okay. She's won't hurt you. She's lost, too." 
And not long after the dog stopped growling at Futuba, instead seemed to try and comfort Futuba too by rubbing againist her arms and surrounding her back.
"Can you tell me your name? Where you're from?" The girl asked.
Futuba became nervous now. She either needed to think of something fast, or get out of there.
But Futuba was smart. She picked up the piece of paper and wrote a fake name and then showed it to the girl.
"Your name is Hamuko, is that right? Where are you from?" 
Futuba wrote down the first place she caught think of. Akihabara.
"Around Akihabara? That's pretty far from here. But, can you speak? It's much easier than writing everything down." 
Futuba shook her head. And then wrote down an excuse: She had really bad social anxiety and she couldn't speak with strangers unless it was by paper. 
"Social anxiety, huh? Alright. That's a good excuse." The girl sighed. "Tell me what happened to you when you got kidnapped by those guys." 
Kidnapped? 
Wait, the couple also had a kidnapping ring?
Is that what she was talking about? 
Futuba wrote down a method they had used to kidnap people: Using chloroform. 
"You think so? Well, it's not unlikely for them to do that. Are you okay? Does your head hurt or anything?" 
Futuba shook her head. 
"That's good. . . Wait, why are you wearing a dress? Are---?" 
Futuba then immediately scribbled down something that went like: My family was going to go to a party. But I got separated from them and then those guys showed up. 
"Really. That's pretty interesting to happen on tonight, of all nights. But no matter. Where from Akihabara are you from? Can you use my cell phone to call your parents?" 
Futuba nodded. 
The girl then handed over a cell phone. 
It was hard to see what the phone looked like in the dark, but Futuba used it to call a group of numbers: 
The number for the Phantom Thieves. 
Inside the mansion, eight phones went off. Goro and Makoto asked to be excused to take the call, while everyone else simply just picked up the phone from where they were. 
Futuba spoke first, "Hi, guys." 
"Oracle! Are you alright?" Akira asked her.
"Yes, I'm okay. I'm. . ." Then Futuba asked the girl where she was.
"Over by the (L/N) estate. Not far from Sibuya." The girl said. 
". . . By the (L/N) estate. By the back of the mansion, I think." 
"Oracle, are you in that house? Does someone live there?" Morgana asked.
"Yes." Futuba responded.
"Who? Do you know?" Makoto asked.
"I don't. But she's nice and has a nice dog." Futuba said.
"Alright. She's not hostile? Can we come and you're sure she won't tell anyone?" Ryuji asked.
"I think so." Futuba responded.
"Then, we're on our way." Akira said, as everyone hung up.
"Is someone coming?" The girl asked. 
Futuba nodded, and wrote down something.
The Phantom Thieves are coming.
"What? But, I'm pretty sure they don't do that sort of thing." The girl said. 
Futuba shook her head. And then wrote down: Well, this is an exception.
"An exception? What on earth does that---" 
And then, a door creaking was heard through the house. 
And into the living room came eight people, each with different outfits and masks covering there faces, making it hard to tell who the people were. 
One of boys, the one wearing the black mask kneeled before the girl and took one of her hands and placed a gentle kiss on the back of her right hand. While Futuba went to everyone else who asked if she was alright and what had happened. 
The dog, simply stood up from where he was and went to the girl's side, as if to protect her. 
"Thank you, my dear." Akira said, "You have protected our Oracle from certain danger, and all of us are thankful to you for that." 
"Huh? Oracle? But---" She was about to say.
"Shh." Akira said, putting a finger againist her lips after he had stood up. "Tell nobody what happened, and we will spare you the trouble of the police." 
The girl simply nodded. Then, the others turned to leave. 
"There's my girl. I bid you a good evening, we will meet again." Akira said, after placing a quick kiss on the girl's cream colored mask. "And if you don't mind, we will take the car from your hands and that man on the gravel is coming with us." 
The girl simply nodded again. 
And then, the Phantom Thieves disappeared into the night.
After that close call, the group decided to check up on you. But, you didn't answer and group figured out why. It was almost one in the morning. 
They each left a message saying how sorry they were for leaving you, and how they would make it up to you. 
When you woke up, you made breakfast for yourself and put on your uniform and went to school. On your way there, you bumped into Ryuji.
"(Y/N)! Hey!" He called as you turned around. 
"Good morning Ryuji." You said.
"Where you okay last night?" He asked.
"Huh? Yeah, I was. I did homework and went to bed early. Why?" 
"That's good. . . Where you. . . Lonely?" 
"Huh? Why would I be? You guys didn't do anything without me, did you?" You teased.
"What?! Hell no! Why the hell would we do that?!" Ryuji exclaimed. 
You giggled a little. 
"Hey! Don't scare me with that shit! That actually scared me!"  Ryuji sighed.
"Pfft. You sure?" You asked him. 
"Hell yeah I'm sure!" He said. "Nevermind. Forget it." 
You giggled again as the two of you bumped into Akira and Ann. 
The day passed by faster than the group had expected.
When the time came for lunch, your friends packed up and lead you out of the school. But you stopped before you could leave the gates. 
"Where are we going?" You asked.
Everyone seemed to stop with confused faces. Then, Ann made an "Oh!" noise and went to you.
"I forgot. Goro wanted to eat lunch with everyone today! I was suppose to tell you last night, but I forgot." She wrapped an arm around your shoulder.
"Why today?" You asked.
"He said he had a scary interview coming up, and he needs something to calm his nerves." Makoto stated. "So, he wanted to invite everyone over to the TV station to a company him." 
"Even Futuba?" You asked Makoto.
Makoto nodded. "We're going to go get her. After we go get Yusuke." 
"But if we do that, we'll---!" You exclaimed.
"Get in trouble? No, not really. Not if we have Akechi give us an excuse." Akira said. 
"But---" You protested.
"We'll be fine." Haru said. "Let's just have fun today. Is that okay (Y/N)?" 
You sighed. "I guess." 
"Yay!" Ann said.
And the six of you went to find your others members of the group. 
After you had picked up everyone, your group headed towards the TV station. 
Oddly enough, Goro was waiting outside and he escorted everyone into a back room to reveal a spread of seafood. From traditional sushi to cooked fish. It looked like almost every types of fish was here. 
"Thanks for the food!" Morgana said, as he ran for the sushi. 
"Hey, you better not eat everything!" Ryuji said.  
"Then get over here eat something before I eat everything!" Morgana shot back. 
And just like that, lunch started.
Goro had treated everyone to lunch, and after everyone gave him some encouragement to do his interview, escorted everyone out of the building. 
And when you guys got back to school the day was almost over. So, everyone had just decided to go home for the day. 
But then Futuba asked everyone to come over for dinner at Leblanc. Which everyone agreed to doing. Even after everyone had lunch together, it seems nobody could deny the wonderful food that. 
Goro arrived first. 
Ryuji arrived next with Yusuke right behind him. 
Ann came not long after. 
Then Makoto and Haru came in. 
And lastly, you came in. 
Sojiro Sakura closed up shop early that day and explained he had much more ingredients for more curry and coffee than he needed, and Futuba said they could get rid of it if they invite everyone over for dinner. 
So, here everyone was. 
Later, everyone moved upstairs since everyone had plenty of time before it got dark. 
But then your phone went off and you went to take it, since it was from someone you knew.
"Hey, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Sojiro asked you. "AKIRA! CALL TAKEMI!" 
"Sojiro? What's the matter---? (Y/N)!" Ann yelled at you. "Oh my God! Call an doctor! Hurry!"
The Phantom Thieves had flipped their shit. 
You had passed out in the middle of Leblanc. 
When Takemi came to check you out, she said you didn't look physically unheathly but there was something going on, so you must have passed out due to stress, or maybe getting stress relief, she said. 
But it was clear that you must have been dealing with something stressful rather than something physical. 
Tae recommended that you stay here for the night since she wasn't sure when you would wake up, and you were mostly okay to do so.
The person who had called you had hung up, and the person you had talked to was your mother. When they tried to call her to tell her what had happened, she wouldn't pick up. 
So, Akira picked you up and carried you to the couch upstairs and wrapped a blanket around you. Everyone gathered around you and whispered to one another. 
"What happened?" Futuba asked. "Did something happen in her family? Did her family get death threat because people think she's in that family?" 
"Who knows." Ann sighed. "Hopefully she didn't get a death threat." 
"Whatever it is, it definitely is causing her problems." Goro said. 
"Whatever happened, we'll need to keep an eye on her." Makoto said. "We can't let that happen again." 
"You're right." Akira said. "We'll need to keep an eye on her from now on." 
When you woke up, you remembered what happened last night but then. . .
"Am I sick?" You asked yourself, and then sighed. "Well, whatever. What time is it?" 
You didn't see a clock in the room you were in, so you got up from where you were, to find you were in Akira's room, but Akira was nowhere to be found. 
So, you went downstairs to the café Leblanc to find there was some costumers there, but Sojiro was tending the shop. Sojiro seemed to notice you first before any costumers did and gestured you come over to him. You did, and Sojiro had explained what happened last night.
You had passed out, and the doctor said you should get some rest today since whatever caused you to pass out wasn't physical, rather psychological. Since it was about lunch time, there was no reason to send you now. So, instead he asked you to go over to his house for the day. You simply nodded, and followed the direction he gave you to his house. When you got there, Futuba seemed more than happy to let you stay over for the day. Everyone not long after checked on you to make sure you were okay. 
Futuba mostly stayed on her computer most of the day while you were charging your phone and relaxing on Futuba's bed. But, Futuba did once in a while go to you and stay close to you for a little while. She wouldn't cuddle or anything, she'd just stay close by, like she would nap beside you. From what you saw, Futuba was very smart with computers and technology in general, like everyone had described she was like. There was a lot of things around her about cognitive pscience, which you didn't get, but you didn't quite care then since you were distracted by your phone most of the day.
When school was out, everyone stopped by to check on you. Ann practically tackled you with a hug, with Ryuji in second place of doing that and Morgana right after. Makoto, Yusuke and Haru asked you many times if you were sure you were okay. And Akira. . . Well, refused to leave your side for a while. He wasn't clinging to you, but he wouldn't leave you be. Goro almost seemed to do the same thing.
But after a few hours, everyone allowed you to go home. 
And, they seemed like they needed to do something, so you left them to do whatever they needed to do.
The group of teenagers let you leave to go home, and then they went over to the Leblanc attic to discuss what had happened a few nights before. 
"So, Futuba got saved by the owner of that house, is that right?" Ann asked.
"Yes. And it seems she knew something was up with the couple. She said they had a kidnapping ring." Futuba answered. 
"They have a Ring? And they kidnap people? For what?" Haru asked.
"It could be those two are even worse then we thought. We'll need to do more investigating to find out why." Goro said.
"Do you think they have a drug ring or something?" Morgana asked.
"No. It sounds more likely they have slave ring." Goro answered 
"What?!" Ryuji said. "For real?! That's effed up!" 
"But it makes sense if that's why that girl was trying to get Futuba out of the area as soon as possible." Goro said. "But, why would they need one? It doesn't make sense, the couple is well-off, have good social status, so, why would they need slaves?" 
"Because they're insane. Nobody would do that to another person these days unless they are truly horrible people. And from what it sounds like, the Ring has been around for a while. So, it's not new, which annoys me even further." Yusuke answered.
"Maybe. But we need to look more into the couple because of this, otherwise they won't repent for all of their crimes." Makoto said. 
"So, we need to plan another infiltration, am I right?" Akira said. "It seems (Y/N) will have to wait a little longer for us, huh?" 
A few days later, the group infiltrated the mansion again. This time, finding people locked up in prisons who told them they had been kidnapped and forced into doing very horrible things. From killing people, to prostituting themselves so the couple could get information about certain things. 
But, there was something strange. 
Almost every single person said the couple had a child, and they needed to get the child out of that house, but when asked why they needed to, they couldn't give a clear answer.
When investigating the area, there was no sign that the couple even had a child. No photos on the walls, no signs of another decent bedroom, or even a way for more people to live in the mansion that wasn't inhumane. They even checked the house, but nobody was there. Not even the dog was there.
When everyone went back to school the next day, you where absent. Ryuji asked his homeroom teacer if you where here yesterday, but Ryuji only got back an ominous answer.
"Yes, she even came to school early. But, she said she wouldn't be at school for some time because of very serious family problems. I wonder if her family's been getting death threats and she can't come to school because of how scared the family is." 
When the group met up, Ryuji told them the ominous news.
And this scared the heck out of them. 
This caused the group to try to contact you. 
To no avail.
Now, they where all sure something was up.
There was no mistaking it. 
Something was definatly going on here.
But, what was it?
What was going on here? 
Now that the dear friend of the Phantom Thieves was missing, it wasn't hard to tell the group was. . . Upset and. . . Angry.
They wanted an answer to what was going on.
And more importantly, they wanted their precious ray of sunshine back.
They wanted you back with them.
You were a reason to live on to them.
Now that you were gone, there was something missing within the group. 
Their hopes for a brighter future that they would create for you and the rest of the world to enjoy. It seemed. . . To be duller without you in it.
Their personal healer for when they were about to fall down or die. Your pleas and cries for their safety you would say before mission would bring them back home safely.
Their personal cheerleader when things got tough during missions. Your cheers and encouragement would bring hope and vigor into each move the group made when they fought.
But you were gone now.
You where stuck and couldn't give the Phantom Thieves the courage to go on before a mission. 
You were unable to help your friends do their job.
And now, the couple was going to pay.
They where going to pay for forcing your family to hide you from the world to protect you from the dangers of this harsh world. 
And taking you away from the safety they had you under.
But upon more research and sneaking around, they found the answer to their question.
And you, in the process.
Aeron and Mara held another party that month. 
This was because they thought they had won againist the Phantom Thieves. 
But, the Phantom Thieves to ruin their reputation in gruesome way. 
Even more cruel than the couple had been. 
The night of the party, the preparations were set in place, and the time was almost right.
Everything was set.
"Alright, are we ready?" Akira asked the group. "Then let's wipe these two out." 
"Alright!" Aeron and Mara spoke through the microphones they had in their hands. "Let's party all night til the sun comes up!" 
The crowd of drunken corrupted people cheered. 
"Oh? At the expense of who this time?" A voice spoke from the speakers. "Is it your workers? Or your daughter?" 
"What?! Who said that?!" Aeron spoke. 
"You know full well who. After all, the party is at our expense." Akira spoke as he walked to the stage, as the crowd looked at the area around them. 
Even though the group was already here.
"Well, that's what it is for, is it not? Or is it for your daughter's murder at your hands?" Goro spoke, with disappointment in his voice. 
"Daughter?! We don't have one! You're a liar!" Mara yelled into the group of people. 
"Are you sure? Then, tell me, who is this?" Akira stopped walking to the stage. 
And then, a screen appeared behind the two. 
And, a video played. 
The video seemed to be in the kitchen of the house, with Aeron and Mara in the shot, with a girl covered in blood and bruises on the floor. At the moment, it was hard to tell what the girl is doing. But it was clear what the couple was doing. Both had knifs in their hands, and cups of white crystals as well.
"You worthless bitch! How many times do I have to say it?! Your life is meaningless without your servitude to your parents! Children are useless unless they serve their parents!" Mara said, stepping on the girl. 
The girl let out a blood-curdling scream in response. The scream rang loud and clear in the room. And, caused some people to jump back in suprise.
"NO! MOTHER, PLEASE, STOP!" The girl begged, but instead she was kicked in the stomach from Aeron. Causing blood to splatter all over the kitchen floor, as well as the appliances. 
In response, some people screamed and gasped in horror. As, the video hid nothing as to what happened to the girl. 
"And why would we do that?" He said. "You've broken our rules. And we cannot let you live because of it. It is justice, after all." 
And then, the couple sprinkled the white powder on the girl, and she let out an even louder scream than before. Making clear what that white powder was. 
Salt. 
"Ha! Scream louder, and maybe we'll call an ambulance! But, that would be a problem, wouldn't it?" Mara said, as she stepped on the girl. 
"Ah! Who cares?! She'll never be able to call for help now! And, if we say to the police she tried to kill herself, they won't know the difference! The police are fools, anyways!" Aeron replied. 
The girl then seemed to have died, because she then fell to the floor, motionless.
When the video cut out, some people passed out. Others threw up, and the rest seemed paralyzed in horror. 
All but nine people. 
When the video finished, the nine people walked to the stage. Causing Aeron and Mara to take a fearful step back. 
Akira got up first. He immendiately ran up to the couple, and knocked them down by kicking their kneecaps.
"You're going to pay dearly for killing her. And you're going to know the exact same fear (Y/N) knew every single time you beat her." Akira growled at the couple.
"No! Please! HAVE MERCY!!" Mara screamed at him.
"Why would we give you that?" Ryuji asked them, as he raised his bat.
"You both are pathetic lowlifes who don't deserve to see the light of day." Makoto said. Pulling out her brass knuckles. 
"Parents are suppose to help their children. But neither of you have done that from the start, Hinata and Kasumi (L/N). So, you have failed as parents, and as humans!" Ann growled at them. As she readied her whip.
"Therefore, you will never see the light of day again!" Yusuke growled, as the group charged at the couple. 
According to the news report, the (L/N) mansion was found to be trapped full of terrified people claiming Aeron and Mara (L/N) had murder their own child. 
When the police investigated, they found more people in horrible conditions claiming they had been kidnapped and forced into slave labor. 
And, they found a calling card from the Phantom Thieves that was a month old. 
But, police did not mention anything about the child, exept she was in critical condition in the hospital. 
You. . . Could hear them. 
They were to calling you. 
Your friends where right at your hospital bed, crying, begging, and praying you would live that horrible event.
And, you could hear them. 
They each called you, by name, to wake up.
And you could feel them. 
They where here!
You could feel their bodies hugging you, shaking your body in effort to wake you up. 
You wanted to go back now. 
You wanted to see them. 
Move! Come on, move!
When you were able to open up your eyes, there were wires and machines everywhere around you. The room was mostly white, brown and green, with the machinery being grey. The room was modestly big, and there was a window to your right. You stood up to look out the window when suddenly you heard a door open. 
When you turned, there was a doctor standing in the doorway, who looked stunned. Then, the doctor cautiously walked towards you. "Miss (Y/N)?" 
You nodded at her, "Yeah, what is it?" 
The doctor then turned around and said to you, "Stay here a moment okay? There's people who need to see you." 
And then she left the room. 
Not long after, you heard yelling in the hallways and footsteps rushing in your direction. And not long after people came rushing into your room. With cameras and microphones and bright lights.
Oh no. 
It's the press.
"Miss (Y/N)! You're awake! Tell us what happened!" One person shouted. 
"Yes, yes! Is it true you were abused by your parents?" Another said.
Before they started flooding you with questions and bright lights all around you, when you tried to block the lights so you could see, another light came and and blinded you once again. And when you tried to move your arms to block the bright lights, the wires on your arms stopped you.
Then you heard more footsteps coming your way and then you heard, 
"Can't you all have some decency?! Get out!" You heard a familiar voice yelled at the press.
And there stood Goro Akechi.
But. . . Something had changed about Goro. 
For one, his hair was shorter than the last time you saw him. He wasn't wearing his tan peacoat, instead he wore a dress shirt with his black and white tie with black pants and shoes. And. . . Something about him was different. You couldn't tell what exactly was different right then and there. But something had changed about him. 
Goro cleared the room of the press by kicking them out and slamming the door on them and then turned to you. 
And then, he smiled. 
That's what was different.
His smile seemed genuine and real now. Like he had dropped heavy baggage off of his back while you were gone.
He walked over to your bedside and sat on your bed. He reached out one of his hands and placed it on you left cheek.
"It's been so long. I missed you so much, (Y/N)." He said.
"What do you mean?" You asked him.
Goro hesitated at that. "It's been almost a year since you almost died."
Goro explained what had happened over this past year. Akira's now permanently moved in with Futuba and Sojiro Sakura, with Morgana as well, Ryuji's now less of a delinquent and Ann's become famous fashion model now, Yusuke has become a famous professional and street artist, Makoto's an intern at the police station while in college, Haru's taken over her father's company and your familes as well, and he's in college and doing well at his job. As well as the Phantom Thieves were still alive and kicking.
"I'm so glad." You said, as you started to cry, "That everyone's doing alright after all this time." 
Goro seemed to jump at the sight of you crying. "Of course we are. After all, we're not giving up on you now that you're back."
It took you some time, but you where released from the hospital and adjusted back to your normal life. 
And this time, knowing there was a group watching over you.
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Anonymous said: genuinely god help me if i’m 40 and still care about what some 20 year olds say about me on tumblr or twitter
also the fact that i literally don’t care about there being 40yo ppl on here its just the creepy ones
Anonymous said: lmao one of narcissa followers went to your blog and told them your anon age shames older fans in the fandom and said you should do taxes and watch over children and its like that piss on the poor post where like they cant even comprehend what was said on the blog and nobody cares if your 40 and on this site or in the fandom its how you choose to engage in the fandom which most of these older harries spend time in petty drama or caring deeply about a 26 year old sex life which is…yikes
i saw lmao….. embarrassing 
Anonymous said: narcssiatramaine followers are taking bits of your blogs convo and then going to them saying your agesist and saying how you were discussing that women in their 30s need to cater to their husbands and be good housewives like?? are these people okay do they not know how to read
yeah i did not expect them to respond with anything even remotely logical since the only thing they took from my anons is that i’m ageist
Anonymous said: You just said it’s weird that older woman are OBSESSING over someones romantic/sexual life whos way younger than them and all of a sudden everyone acting like they were personally told they are old hags like damn take your insecurities back to school and learn how to read! IF YOU DON’T DO THAT, THEN IT WASN’T MEANT @ YOU
LITERALLY
me: old obsessive harries are creepy
the creepy harries: OKAY SO YOURE SAYING ANYONE OVER 30 SHOULD DIE AND YOU HATE US??
i  was only ever referring to the people everyone knows about i literally do not care what age you are as long as you’re respectful and not weird about it
Anonymous said: lmaoooo i cant with these 40 year olds coming into your inbox crying that a blog doesnt like them and also we were discussing gross 40 year old on this site and if you found offensive with that then maybe you just revaluate yourself
i blocked an anon that was camped out in my inbox going on and on about how i am young and stupid bc i called people out. they proceeded to say how they were not offended and they weren’t trying to insult me by calling me young and underdeveloped. like if you’re not bothered then why are you in my inbox??
Anonymous said: all offense to that anon but those older harries that were mentioned everyone knows who they are and most people find them annoying the fact that nobody has to specify them by name and yet everyone still knows who theyre talking about means it aint just one sided or something a blog came up with
right like i was talking about a very specific group of harries on here i wasn’t hating on every single 40 year old ever i don’t have problems with yall its just the people i mentioned specifically but they had to take that and twist it to discredit me calling them out
Anonymous said: dude where all these anons coming from and have they not been reading your messages like who the fuck is talking about 28 year olds on this site like its specifically people in their 40s on this site who are obsessed with harry’s sex life and are underlying homophobes but dont want to admit it
yeah apparently i think everyone here over 20 is old
Anonymous said: im just going to say it im 24 and i hope to god im not on this site past the age of 35 let alone 30 and going to blogs to yell about people in their 40s in a fandom even though aint nobody specifically talking about you just the type of behavior that is exhibited by some blogs
haven’t you heard that i hate anybody slightly older than me and i said they’re not allowed to like harry :-(
Anonymous said: some of these people are stoopid like honest to god. read it thoroughly digest the words then come up with a response not skim it over and pick few words then get mad
they don’t have enough time left in their life to completely read anything and formulate an opinion i guess. they just gotta read like three words, get offended, and send me hate anons
Anonymous said:why is there so much boomer behavior on this blog tonight ,,,, lit rally no one is saying that older woman cannot like younger musicians or whatever we r just saying it’s extremely weird when grown ass women sexualize Harry specifically when he was a teenager and obsess over his dating life. If it was a man doing this to a young female musician u would call it creepy and uncomfortable so why is it different for an older woman? also don’t say we r being ageist and then say we r stupid like girl,,
I KNOW like how are you gonna say you’re taking the high ground and then pull that shit eye-
Anonymous said: Full stop these anons need to go outside or get a hobby, half the asks they’re sending you don’t make any logical sense.
TRULY. like idc if you disagree with me and you want to voice that i think that’s fine but you have to come to me with a logical argument just sending an angry rant followed with an insult about how my brain is underdeveloped is just wasting my time tbh
Anonymous said: for people who are trying to insult you because you’re young and your brain is supposedly is underdeveloped these older harries sure lack reading comprehension
let us say a prayer for them. i guess we all have underdeveloped brains
Anonymous said: At least harry is 26. I’m also in the shawn side of tumblr & the amount of middle aged moms sexualizing him and writing smutty fanfics when he was UNDERAGE was 🤢 but it was always “fine & completely different because they would never actually act on it so it’s okay”. I’m so glad I wasn’t around back then with harry. Caroline was probably their queen
oh ew nasty. and yeah there’s people who still don’t think there was anything wrong with that (and we all know what age group they belong to)
Anonymous said:“You don’t get to 40 and suddenly love balding men” you’re saying this as if attractive men in their 40s don’t exist…
attractive men outside of harry actually do not exist
Anonymous said:some 40 year old is really coming into your inbox and making you feel bad about being young. like maam go to bed so you can take your kids to school tomorrow morning instead of worrying about what people say on tumblr. embarrassing
i don’t care if they have kids i just hope they have self respect this is genuinely embarrassing
Anonymous said:are these people okay like seriously are they okay
they have normally developed brains but apparently not
Anonymous said: Y'all being so rude on anon? Like I can tell op is super tired of your shit. So stop, take a sec and think “am I being a polite and caring person” before you send an ask. It’s significantly more wrong for a 50 year old to share sexual fantasies online about a 26 year old than it is for a 20 year old lmao. But neither are wrong entirely. In either case can we let this go now?
i don’t completely agree but i’m so tired of this subject i wanna Stop
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