Sorry for the lack of posts, adhd has been ruining me and overall its been tough but hey im still trying to continue onwards

The latest thing i have worked on is the aku vday prompt, most likely gonna prioritize the two unique requests over the vday prompts

Thank you for being patient with me 😭👍

I'm sorry but did I request something for you, I don't remember and I don't want to request something when I already requested something (lmao that was long)

Yeah you did dont worry!, im still in a rough patch (my sleep schedule is horrendous) so im a bit slow, but i indeed get it

I know this is a weird question but how come you can't use pictures in the ask box and

Sorry I'm purely curious

i most likely forgot or straight up didnt know how to do it, along with me figuring noone would really use it? i guess i can switch it and see how it goes but other than that, thats why

hopefully this answers your question

(also idk if you forgot your other question but yeah, sorry im just nervous here haha)

This is your guys tecchou bday fic unless i can speedrun a tiny fic

Could I request tecchou with prompts 3 and 12? Thank you I love your work!

3 (“don't you see? I'm the only one who really cares for you”) + 12 (“please.. just let me hold you.”)

sorry for the long wait, i realize that i, in fact, have drafts that need to get done! anyways hope you enjoy this, its currently 3:30 am and my head hurty

no TWS i can think of, i think, maybe idk

Life wasn't exactly in the cards for you and anyone close to you knew that well. Your mood reflected every bit of frustration. However you tried your best to look up in the worst of it all, it's that or to the grave you go. Your poor lip had been picked at so many times, the blood staining your nails. You wondered if the skin would ever stop healing. Afterall, what's one public display of terrorism on your way to work caused by who knows, gonna do to ruin your already shit year? That's right, bring Tecchou Suehiro into it because you wanted to be heroic against your body’s wishes. It was alright for a while, he talked to you a far bit longer than the rest of the victims of the attack. You jokingly took pride in his coworker’s comment about Tecchou spending just a little longer on you. The letters came frequently, more so legal nonsense with “support” mentioned in them, then there was one from Tecchou. The name didn't click originally and the letter was almost discarded had you not kept reading down. He thanked you for your bravery and how much it takes, rolling your eyes but it did make you smile. 

Applauding you for what you did that day kept circling back in your mind, something to latch onto with a heart barely full of pride. The legal letters stopped but tecchou’s letters did not, after the third letter, you wondered why he even bothered scouting out your address. Everything you felt was now sinking down into the dark blues of regret in your mind. Then the letters were not enough so he came in physically, a little cafe date then to a restaurant, then something bigger. It all became just a little too much then way too much. You used to not notice the way he would make sure you were physically okay, but you followed his eyes carefully. His questions about your health did get annoying and not comforting like they used to be. People who used to check in stopped, like they were scared but you never knew why. You got a hint that Tecchou’s behavior towards you affected his line of work. The white haired man who scoffed at Tecchou’s extended talk with you that fateful day was the same man yelling loudly at him. Forcefully taking the infatuated soldier with him while giving you mixed signals on how he felt about you, Tecchou’s expression went blank in his coworkers grasp. 

The last person you talked to got exposed for horrible things, you only found out by Tecchou. Your world was falling apart in a weird way and you didn't even know why anymore. The man in question only tilted his head at your quickly distressed face, you forgot why he was even with you today. He tried to comfort you but you resisted in your scrambled up mind. Tecchou let out a sigh before speaking up, “don't you see? I'm the only one who really cares for you, i deeply care for you,” He said your name with such care in love but you were too deep in mental turmoil to even realize it. Tears quickly spouted from your eyes, while you cried out on why this was happening to you, why everyday was such a horrible day. You barely felt Tecchou’s figure try to hold you before you pulled away, your hands covering your face as you still cried. Trying to sit down on the floor but Tecchou refused to let you sink down, still desperately wanting to hold you. “please..just let me hold you. I want you to be okay.” Why can't you have an okay year?, why couldn't you have friends that weren't such horrible people? Why did it have to be you that people were afraid of? Why out of anyone did you decide to play hero? The only person who had stayed was Tecchou, it was always Tecchou. 

So just this time, let him hold you.

Finally logging on mobile instead relying on my shitty laptop !!

hii could request message 4 with Poe? pleaseee

4 (“i'm so glad you feel the same cause i refuse to leave you”)

personally loving the individual poe requests (even though the event is over) despite the little hard ships. sorry for my slowness im struggling here mentally but im trying!!

WC 649 // tws: average Y!poe being a tad bit creepy (nothing sexual dw)

The bookstore and library was your favorite place to visit, the quietness and overall tranquility kept bringing you back along with your preferred genre. The workers at the bookstore memorized your face, greeting you like you were one of their own. You really couldn't ask for more, everyone knew how to keep tight and not bother anyone. The bookstore was tiny and uneventful but it had all the right books you wanted and it kept drawing you back every time.

Other patrons of the bookstore were just as pleasant, your own personal wonderland. Recently a new person came in, the outfit worn was wildly different than any other usual clothing you’d seen. You only admired from afar, really it was all you could do for a man who stood out completely in a small store. It's hard not to gawk eyes at a man with a raccoon on his shoulders purring happily at his company. You don't remember how you got to talking with the man, he was pleasant as he could be. Much to your surprise you two got along fairly fast, you loved to talk about everything about the current book you were into that month. You got more out of the tiny bookstore when hanging out with the man, Poe alongside his best friend, Karl. hanging out and drinks were commonplace with the two of you, you didn't fear Poe. 

Yet with all the moments you hung out with him, it was hard to fully grasp all the complexities hidden within the man you spend every second with. His beautiful eyes swirling with admiration towards every detail about your figure then to a dark glimmer when it's anyone else near you. His endless rants were genuinely nice to listen to and you’d even asked questions to some of the rambled up words and plans he’d spit out comfortably with you. Clasping his hands together with a massive smile on his face as he rambled on more excitedly the two of you sharing ideas with each other. You never knew the full extent to the insanity you led him to during the first moments of ever meeting him.

The way your hair and eyes caught his heart enough to start twisting and distorting his very reality with every soft moment of yours. The multitude of letters piling up in a hidden away drawer, never to see any light ever since the first ink drop sealed on to the soft material. 

Your feelings came slowly, not yet in true love but enough to risk some of your wellbeing for him. Poe was glad you two never got interrupted often, his jealousy is an ugly beast that he couldn't let you see just yet. You’d understand no? Understand the burning love within his heart that could only burn because of you? Every late night spent feeling his mind slip away and every part of you filling the space up, every immoral thought of keeping you by his side forever. Every touch of his hands covering up his face at the mere thought of a simple kiss from your lips. It's driving him mad and there's no sign of stopping. But his question was answered when you asked him to stay just a little longer.

You confessed to him, full understanding if he wasn't interested but the barely contained whisper that left his mouth was all you wanted. “i-I’m so glad you feel the same ca-cause i refuse to leave you.”

The swirl of madness in his eyes only worsened and he took you by hand aggressively spouting nonsense in a state of flustered obsession. “I’ve wa-waited so long for this moment!”  He was so happy you loved him back! Now you won't ever leave him right? Won't go out of your way to leave the world he's building just for the two of you? Afterall you feel the same.

Could I request tecchou with prompts 3 and 12? Thank you I love your work!

3 (“don't you see? I'm the only one who really cares for you”) + 12 (“please.. just let me hold you.”)

sorry for the long wait, i realize that i, in fact, have drafts that need to get done! anyways hope you enjoy this, its currently 3:30 am and my head hurty

no TWS i can think of, i think, maybe idk

Life wasn't exactly in the cards for you and anyone close to you knew that well. Your mood reflected every bit of frustration. However you tried your best to look up in the worst of it all, it's that or to the grave you go. Your poor lip had been picked at so many times, the blood staining your nails. You wondered if the skin would ever stop healing. Afterall, what's one public display of terrorism on your way to work caused by who knows, gonna do to ruin your already shit year? That's right, bring Tecchou Suehiro into it because you wanted to be heroic against your body’s wishes. It was alright for a while, he talked to you a far bit longer than the rest of the victims of the attack. You jokingly took pride in his coworker’s comment about Tecchou spending just a little longer on you. The letters came frequently, more so legal nonsense with “support” mentioned in them, then there was one from Tecchou. The name didn't click originally and the letter was almost discarded had you not kept reading down. He thanked you for your bravery and how much it takes, rolling your eyes but it did make you smile. 

Applauding you for what you did that day kept circling back in your mind, something to latch onto with a heart barely full of pride. The legal letters stopped but tecchou’s letters did not, after the third letter, you wondered why he even bothered scouting out your address. Everything you felt was now sinking down into the dark blues of regret in your mind. Then the letters were not enough so he came in physically, a little cafe date then to a restaurant, then something bigger. It all became just a little too much then way too much. You used to not notice the way he would make sure you were physically okay, but you followed his eyes carefully. His questions about your health did get annoying and not comforting like they used to be. People who used to check in stopped, like they were scared but you never knew why. You got a hint that Tecchou’s behavior towards you affected his line of work. The white haired man who scoffed at Tecchou’s extended talk with you that fateful day was the same man yelling loudly at him. Forcefully taking the infatuated soldier with him while giving you mixed signals on how he felt about you, Tecchou’s expression went blank in his coworkers grasp. 

The last person you talked to got exposed for horrible things, you only found out by Tecchou. Your world was falling apart in a weird way and you didn't even know why anymore. The man in question only tilted his head at your quickly distressed face, you forgot why he was even with you today. He tried to comfort you but you resisted in your scrambled up mind. Tecchou let out a sigh before speaking up, “don't you see? I'm the only one who really cares for you, i deeply care for you,” He said your name with such care in love but you were too deep in mental turmoil to even realize it. Tears quickly spouted from your eyes, while you cried out on why this was happening to you, why everyday was such a horrible day. You barely felt Tecchou’s figure try to hold you before you pulled away, your hands covering your face as you still cried. Trying to sit down on the floor but Tecchou refused to let you sink down, still desperately wanting to hold you. “please..just let me hold you. I want you to be okay.” Why can't you have an okay year?, why couldn't you have friends that weren't such horrible people? Why did it have to be you that people were afraid of? Why out of anyone did you decide to play hero? The only person who had stayed was Tecchou, it was always Tecchou. 

So just this time, let him hold you.

Hello, do you do oc x cannon?

i could try! i've really only done it once with my ocs but im sure i can take a shot at it as long as its purely SFW

HIIHII!!! can you do Mushitaro with 5 & 9?? (i love him very much)

5 (you're my only reason im doing this.") + 9 (“I hope you know, we will die together and there's nothing stopping that.”)

I LOVE MUSHI SO MUCH, thank you for this omg, i finished this on a whim so hopefully i didnt get anything wrong!, also Villain reader for this one. hope you like the double upload.

WC 708 // valentines event closing on the 17th! TWs, reader gets stabbed, degrading, i mention fyodor too many times,

The city's skies and flourishing sounds of people going about their daily lives were not meant for you. Living off of someone else's pain, simply put, you were scum, a horrible scourge. You were lucky enough to have only caught the eye of Fyodor once, only doing what his twisted desires asked of yours. You couldn't care enough for any other of the members that Fyodor had gathered up. Working with him meant that you only had one part to play in the grand plan and no one else needed to be with you. So how did you catch the eye of someone else? Somehow the secluded one, Mushitarou was willing to bother you no matter what happened. From complaints to simply just being there grimacing at your actions. You probably wouldn't have minded if it wasn't for this becoming an average working day experience. Truth be told, it pissed you off. Trying his best to subtly follow you when you were free from dirty work that afternoon, suddenly bumping into you when you’re trying to get simple groceries.

All so annoying and repetitive. However, you knew better to underestimate the man, it goes without saying, Fyodor caught him for a reason. There's a dirtied up reason as to why he got seeked out by Fyodor just like you had, and you’ve only heard accounts of what his ability can do. You knew how to play safe but didn't account for how annoying he would be. His rude nicknames snickered from his mouth failed to properly move you, so naturally, they got worse.

At this point you started to avoid him, gaining Fyodor’s favor just a little due to the distraction of Mushitarou getting in the way. One more pretentious word out of his mouth was sure to cause bloodshed from your side and that would be punished accordingly. Sometimes to cool down you looked at the worst news possible of damage either you or your coworkers had done. To admire the work from their side cautiously from news outlets in fake distress. But as time ticked some of those news articles you loved so much for an ego boost were disappearing. Not a single trace to be found of their existence or yours. Your mind clicked instantly on who it could be, and simply put, it pissed you off. Yet you couldn't do anything physical, you didnt know how to ruin Mushitarou’s life like he knew how to do for yours. Fyodor requested of you for a reason, your potential, not for it to be diminished down by an annoying pest. Yet here you were broken down in your own room with Mushitarou in it. “You're my only reason I'm doing this.”

His voice made your nails dig deeper into your skin as you glared at him angrily. Your side is already pulsing with pain with an attack you didn't be wary of. “You’re not going to die, at least, not by yourself.”

His voice only made you shake with more anger ruining up in your veins while he stares at you, while he looks down on you. Mushitarou continued to speak, his words turned into a whisper that didn't match his smirk plastered on his face, “I hope you know, we will die together and there's nothing stopping that.”

You attempted to reach up to attack him but he simply moved away, you were weakened down and he wanted to make that clear. A pathetic man used pathetic tactics to make a fool out of you, and all you could do was let him. The moment you two were free of the grasps of dirty work, he wouldn't hesitate to get rid of any traces of you ever existing. He’s done it before and he's all too willing to do it to you just to keep you trapped. Just so you can become a pet to him. You knew how to play safe but didn't account for an obsession this bad. You didn't account for a knife to be lodged into your side when you got home tired of a mission. This was your own downfall and you knew Mushitarou would be there to remind you of how he kicked you down into his grasp alone.

can i request 12 and 27 with sigma for the valentines event? i am loving your work 😭😭

12 (“please..just let me hold you.”) + 27 (“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you’ll understand eventually why I had to do this.. Stop it with those eyes and tears please..”)

sorry for delaying this one for so long, life has indeed been catching up with me and i reap the consequences. anyways WC 654 // valentines event closing on the 17th! TWS: kidnapping, implied drug usage, forced proximity

Originally plans to go to the sky casino were off the table for you, ignoring each offer that came by. Simply put, you weren't interested in going at all, however you got pulled along with some heavy convincing. You really should’ve stood your ground more, yet you plead ignorance for fun. There were moments where you could proudly say you were having fun, little drinks between watching then playing. It was nice even despite the times you felt as though you had look over your shoulder just in case. Bumping into the manager of the casino a few times did set you off in anxiety but as tiny bits of alcohol kicked in, it soothed you only a little to where you stopped paying attention to him. Faces blurred together at points and that was the downfall of your freedom, next blink you were in a different room with the lights off.

Your panic started off right away, overruling your headache due to the lack of hydration. The room was comforting in the way everything was laid out, everything neatly placed that made the room not too crowded. You couldn't even comprehend if you were breathing, escaping then figuring out what was going on and what happened. Moving your legs off the bed felt like it was chained down, sore and in pain. What on earth happened?, you finally caught sight of your ability to breathe and started to get up more.

“Oh. Did I hurt you too badly? If so, I really didn't mean to.”

You look up rushed, pain wracking at your head again causing you to grimace. A figure was close to you, it was the manager of the casino, the one you kept bumping into. 

“Don't worry, there's water, you should really drink some, you drank a lot earlier.”

You began to question him on what was going on and why you were in a dark room suddenly with only him inside. His posture straightened up while his nails dug into his palms at the questions you were asking of him. He shook his head, trying to convince you of a normality that did not exist in this situation. Every question made his cheeks just a little brighter along with his eye contact starting to fail. You tried to get up to leave before Sigma jumped up and blocked your only way out. You stagger back, hurting your jaw as it tightens out of confusion and other mixed up emotions. Sigma got a little closer to you, gently grabbing your arm while his eyes swirled with infatuation. “You’re so pretty..”

Again you tried to back up but Sigma just got closer, taking up the space that you abandoned to get away from him. Trying to pull your arm away from him was fruitless and he only got your other arm in his embrace. Sigma tried to pull you closer to him but you kept up your fight still trying to get him off while non-politely telling him to back off. “Please.. Just let me hold you. Just once is all I ask..”

It was only a whisper but it still sent chills down your spine at his desperate attempts. Tears started forming aggressively. He starts blabbering on how he really couldn't help himself and how he knew you were such an honest person when he first looked at you. The grip he had on you started to hurt as he buried himself on top of you. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you’ll understand eventually why I had to do this.. Stop it with those eyes and tears please..”

You could only start screaming in the hopes someone would at least come to your rescue, but deep down the answer was clear. This is your new life and only if you’d been a little stronger this wouldn't have even happened.

Plans to go to the sky casino should’ve stayed off the table.

DOUBLE TROUBLE ft. jouno + tetcho

drabble of yandere! tetcho and jouno sharing a darling. hm? oh, don’t cry dear! you’ll love them just as much as they love you, sooner or later.

warnings: yandere themes, implied kidnapping, mentions of injuries

notes: is it spelt tetcho, tetchou, or tecchou?? anyways, had this idea sitting in my drafts for ages so i decided to post it. love these guys a lot and they have such good yandere potential. more people need to write for tetcho!!

i feel like with these two, especially if you’re a civilian, it’s inevitable that you’ll find yourself confined within some building that serves as a makeshift ‘home’ for you. a place hidden from the knowledge of anyone, besides the few guards who check on your wellbeing every so often when tetcho and jouno are out on extended missions. don’t get your hopes up though; they respect and fear the two hunting dog members too much to disobey orders and allow you to escape. any actions like searching the house for something or with the intention to find an escape route are swiftly reported to them.

but hey, if it makes you feel any better about your situation, having both men infatuated with you is a much easier time than if it were only one! reason being, they balance eachother out in a weird way.

tetcho is ‘kind’, in a sense. he’ll happily let you cling to him, gently wiping away any stray tears that fall down your cheeks, apologise over and over again that you feel so trapped but it’s for your own good, he swears. but with this kindness comes overbearing protectiveness. he’s stubborn, but maybe, just maybe, if you’ve been on your best behaviour lately you could manage a few minutes outdoors (with him watching over you) before being promptly escorted back inside.

╰┈➤ a calloused hand grabs hold of yours, its grip firm yet gentle. "let's get you back inside now. are you hungry? would you like something to eat?" tetcho's voice carries a comforting tone as he guides you back indoors, much to your dismay.

i imagine this is one of the few aspects jouno is slightly more laidback on than tetcho, he’s more confident in that you won’t run away because staying home like a good s/o is preferable to being punished, don’t you think? you learn to tolerate his snarky attitude because when he’s in a good mood, he occasionally lets you join him on a quick trip to a cafe, perhaps even buy you a gift if he hears your heart rate pick up in excitement.

╰┈➤ jouno comes to an abrupt halt, turning to face you. “is there something you want? your heartbeat is awfully quick.” startled, you fumble over your words, a twinge of fear creeping in at the prospect of another ‘punishment’, causing you to shake your head. "n-no, of course not. i—" before you can finish your sentence, you find yourself being whisked away to the store seemingly against your protests, only to discover a nice gift box being placed in your hands as you leave.

nevertheless, he won’t hesitate in showing what he’s capable of doing if you try anything funny…right. punishments from jouno leave you feeling numb after, despite the visible bruises and cuts that litter your skin and throb with pain. unlike his colleague, he won’t be swayed by your tears, no matter how much begging or pleading you do. lucky for you however, tetcho always intervenes if he deems the punishment too excessive for your ‘crime’. he’s also the one who tends to any wounds afterward, carefully bandaging your body while reassuring you that jouno likely didn’t mean any harm, he’s just worried about you! and, to avoid consequences like this again, you should just accept that you won’t escape anytime soon.

╰┈➤ tetcho pats your head, his touch almost patronising, just as jouno reenters the room. "this situation could have been avoided if you hadn't attempted to escape," he chides in a gentle but reproachful tone. you don’t bother lifting your head, already anticipating the expression on his face, a sight that would only intensify the queasiness swirling in your stomach.

Poe and prompt 7?

7 ("don't you see the lengths I'm going for you?")

i completely switched up the mood for this prompt than what it was supposed to be originally oops- anyways, reader gets enjoyment out of Poe's distress

WC 501// valentines event (ending soon!) tws: mention of murder?, kidnapping obvs, poe going through it

The day was calm, nothing too overbearing. The sun shined brightly on every surface it could touch, bringing life to every detail. Sometimes you wished the light rays would boil your skin, leaving only the bone behind as the earth claims all that had melted. Birds singing while dancing alongside each other in the air, the thing your captor wishes he could have with you. Gentle sighs of wind brushing past the leaves of the trees. There's food near where you sat, the steam rolling off while you stare at it. Footfalls were around the room, going back and forth. The pace of them seemed to go faster with every second. Out of all the days today it seems you kept your captor more on edge than ever, you’re just glad you don't have to be in a book. You weren't even aware of what he could do until he spat it out one night, the only reason he held back from doing so was because of Ranpo. Right, names, Edgar Allen Poe, a gorgeous name for someone who doesn't deserve it.

It was charming until the stalking happened, the words were sweet until the kidnap happened. The worst part is, you could barely say you even knew the man. You were normal until Poe made it something else and your subtle refusal was pushing him over the edge.

A huff finally stopped the constant back and forth of footsteps in the room, you finally chose to eat, the entertainment of Poe’s distress no longer making you feel somewhat satisfied. You didn't even mind that Poe started walking closer to you, nothing makes your day better than seeing him unhappy, it's your repayment for the damage he caused. Your best friend of years is currently stuck in a book because Poe got overly jealous of them, cursing them into his own created damnation, and by consequence, you as well. Poe’s insanity came clear after you found it was him who caused your friend to disappear, unknowingly sending him in a spiral of manic obsession over you.  Finally snapping out of your thoughts and half finished meal, the form next to you finally spoke up in tears, “don't you see the lengths i'm going for you? Why can't you accept me? Or even acknowledge me!” 

His hands suddenly on the table, his back hunched over while tears spilled onto the table. “I’ve given you everything I have! So please…”

A smile was all you could manage at his current state, it still wouldnt be enough but yet, it made you in the moment satisfied, something that would never be directed at him in the way he ever could want.

“Do you want me to pick out their hearts for you? Write more letters, please, please…” 

Just in the moment, this all you could ever want from him, and you know eventually, it won't be enough anymore. In some twisted up coping, you’ve turned his obsession in your favor by just a little.

Current waiting list for event "My Bloody Valentines".

As events end Im going to upload the remaining requests i have up for the event. these will be finished when the event has ended and no more requests will be taken in.

hope you enjoy and happy Valentines!

12, Jouno 15 + 11 // Status: not started

13, Jouno 23 // Status: not started

14, Sigma 12 + 27 // Status: finished

15, Chuuya 14 + 23 // Status: not started

16, Ranpo 3 + 20 // Status: not started

17, Mushitaro 5 + 9 // Status: finished

18, Tachihara 10 + 27 // Status: not started

19, Poe 4 // Status: finished

20, Atsushi 11 + 12 // Status: not started

21, Tecchou 3 + 12 // Status: finished

22, Aku 2 + 17 // Status: started

23, Poe 14 // Status: not started

Hello! Could I request prompt 15 & 22 with tecchou? Thank you!

15 (“stop crying, please stop crying, you’re ruining our perfect day together..”) + 22 (“why can't you accept that you’re mine and everyone who gets in the way will end up dead?”)

i was so ready to make this longer than usual until i was like "nah i dont want to over do it", i wanted to do more but for now this will do.

-WC 833 // valentines event open!! TW, murder but what else is new /laughing

You trusted Tecchou, you believed in Tecchou. All he ever was to you was kind, and you gave it back maybe even just a bit more. Everything would’ve been so perfect if he didnt become overly protective, becoming your shadow. Afterall, his gentle eyes were so soft when they were focused on you, then it became so overbearing, having eyes once so comforting, then to watch every single muscle of yours move. He no longer was as kind to strangers, at worst a glare is what they got from him for even daring to be close to you. You really love Tecchou and it's hard  seeing this happen almost everyday is so confusing to you.

Everything he used to do everyday was getting pushed back while he spent more time with you. His heart of gold burned with love towards you but the drops of it melted your flesh. Each drop with a more overwhelming and nauseating feeling. Everyday he asks about your wellbeing, did anyone hurt you? Was anyone mean to you?, at first it was nice but it soured every day it went on. Perhaps you would’ve tolerated it more had he not loosened up a few screws in his head that were intact when you both met. The idea of him being protected was a nice trait you admired until you realized it wasn't normal. 

Just the thought of it drained your energy, you were just tired of Tecchou overall, didn't mean to say you didn't love him still, but he was just draining. His touches were always nice, his kisses even better until it got tiring when it went overboard. Your clear tiredness was getting Tecchou confused, you love him no? Why are you moving away from him with your drowsy eyes that didn't have the same shine they once did? Someone had to have hurt you, so that led into you staying inside even more, any job you did have, you ‘quit’.  So here you were, locked in your own home, staying inside your bed, unwilling to get up, dreading Tecchou coming home. He had promised you that he would make it up with treating you. But honestly, you could care less, being so overly tired of Tecchou consuming your everything. You didn't even try to fight to get up, ending back up in the same pose you were in when you woke up. You couldn't tell if the day was going fast or slow, in reality you were trying to recover mentally for the day. Yet as whatever time was going by, it just felt like you were getting worse.

But you were all drowned in your own little space for enough that Tecchou was back home, however he was making sure you’d have the perfect day together. You had no strength nor will so you didn't even try to do anything. The sun shined but it didn't shine on you and you have Tecchou to blame.

Eventually the door to your bedroom opened up, Tecchou coming in quickly, finding you. “Angel? Have you gotten up today?” 

His voice was soft but held concern, you opened up your eyes slowly looking towards him. Tecchou gently ushered you up and pushed the remaining sheets off of you. “I have dinner ready.”

He lightly picked you up and tried to encourage you to walk, your feet were wobbly at first but regained strength to continue as Tecchou led you towards the dining area. “It's only a little for now, we’ll get something bigger later on.”

You stared at the light meal finally ready to take something for the day so you didn’t end up getting weaker. 

After the mini dinner, Tecchou took you outside with him being close and with his arm entwined with yours snugly. He softly guided you, glaring at anyone who came too close towards you. Then you two ended up at your favorite cafe, getting a drink with snacks, still this couldn't fill up the void that made its way in your heart. When you two were walking back, Tecchou guided you towards a lake and sat you down on a bench. “I killed your boss and that one coworker you knew.”

You did a harsh intake, the hitch in your breathing hurt. You tried scooting away, not even noticing the tears bursting from your eyes. Tecchou tried to forcefully get you back in skin to skin proximity to him. “stop crying, please stop crying, you’re ruining our perfect day together. I know this news upsets you but it had to be done, they were hurting you.” 

Any pathetic noise you tried to make faded in the back of your throat as more tears disrupted your eyesight. Tecchou could only hug you so you couldn't squirm away. “why can't you accept that you’re mine and everyone who gets in the way will end up dead? Especially the ones who hurt you. I just want to protect you from harm, why must you be so resistant?”

could i request tachihara with prompt 13 and 21? thankk youu, remember to stay hydrated <3

13 (“Keep looking at others and I will gift you their eyes.”) + 21 (“I don't regret any of the blood I have gotten on my hands, it's for you and only you!”)

this was supposed to go up on monday but the fear of mischaracterization was kicking my ass, sorry for the Tachihara stans that dont think my portrayal is accurate, i tried. i did try to mix up his hunting dog persona at the end, just in case if i missed the mark there.

also i finally got an A03 account in the running! eventually i'll post the event there as well. enough rambling, here you go.

WC 676 // valentines event open!! TWS, blood, threats,

You wouldn't consider your boyfriend Tachihara to be necessarily violent. You'd more consider him busy, you don't exactly remember how you met him but you both are in the Port Mafia together. As of late you couldn't help but notice the more attention Tachihara put towards people who would talk to you. More focused on their words, eyes getting sharper with the more bond you and the other party have. He used to be slightly discourteous towards you until you both got to talking just a bit and he opened up. But him warming up to you suddenly doesn't mean he was any less teasing and insolent with you. Sometimes when his rebellious nature backfired on him you’d get a good giggle or two out while he would be stun locked before going back to the Tachihara you knew.

Then he got softer when you two were alone, you both got to know each other a little more, patching eachother up when missions were rough. Sometimes he would ditch out for plans you made, in a sudden rush then proceeded apologizing after, usually saying the boss needed something done last minute or he wouldn't clarify at all. You didn't mind this soft side of him, understanding how tiring it can be to hold up a big guy facade. When you two went out, he would always pay, at some points you were suspicious on how much money he had, you two got paid the same but you never asked. While you were a little stubborn, he was just a bit more stubborn than you could be, it was just a little fun at times during non serious arguments. 

Yet you noticed the tension rise up in his frame whenever someone else was near. The glare that would gladly kill at the person who talked to you for even a few moments. If he was touching you, you’d certainly get a bruise the next day from him gripping down way too hard on your skin. 

You did start to mention his behavior towards him in concern, but he always shrugged it off, saying the person did something personal towards him. Your hesitation was not unnoticed by Tachihara. There were certain days where it was worse, but again, he was probably just stressed. Until he started his threats when you were there in clear view. It really only got worse as the time continued and your tolerance and ignorance couldn't last forever. “Keep looking at others and I will gift you their eyes.”

That was your last thread, you started venting your frustrations more clearly and left. The person was only trying to get to know you more and yet they got threatened. This response from you wasn't taken lightly as you noted blood towards where you usually work at. The blood worsened when it led up to your specific work area. Your senses quickly flared up with boiling anxiety and being on guard, where the culprit was gasping away. There was Tachihara, covered in blood, the blood flowed gently down on his arms, the blood falling making quiet noises every time it hit the floor. As you’re taking in the sight with horrified eyes, the best you could do was step back while gripping your free arm with your wrist. Tachihara quickly noticed your presence and smiled casually, he tried to calm his breathing and straightened out his posture before unhurriedly walking over to you. “They put up a good fight but I finally got them, eyes are hard to carve out.”

All you could do was take a step back with disgusted eyes and tensed up muscles that started to hurt. 

Even though words didn't have to say it, he didn't take your reaction lightly. “I don't regret any of the blood I have gotten on my hands, it's for you and only you. And I’m aware of what I did, but I hope you understand why I did this.” 

The voice was calm, it wasn't the hot headedness tone Tachihara usually used, just eerie tranquility.

taking a quick break from writing, so there wont be anything around the time i usually post, i am still working on the fics just on a tiny break for now.

anyways, see you till then :3 valentines event

hi can I do 8 with Poe for the event? :3

8 ("someday I wish to eat your heart and maybe then we'll be together in eternity.” )

giggling, Poe is such a creature and i wish to study him more

-WC 631 // valentines event open!! TWs, obsessive behavior, stalking implied (kindaish?), Poe being Poe

You like to tell yourself that the current situation you’re in is better than being in a book where you can not escape nor die. It helps lighten your mood even if it's just as helpful as a grain of sand. It was the only thing that was preventing you from attempting to get away, either you stay in the real world or be subject to being a book for how long in pure insanity. It held power over you and you couldn't feel more angered by it, but you suppose it's better the way it is currently. Even more rash actions, you held back however you can't deny the urge to rip up some of the letters you got from your captor, Poe. full of his obsession leaking off every letter and staining the perfect page that could’ve been used for something else. You were very aware at any moment Poe could use his ability with those letters, the threat was still very there. Yet when the letters are given to you, Poe stands away in the corner waiting for your reaction patiently. Hes calmer when he's close to you, no one else in the way, perfect with just you and him (sometimes Karl as well).  

You were afraid if you accepted his presence more than tolerating it, things would only intensify and get worse with his already lovehigh obsession. Alongside the letters you would get random trinkets, however you would rather throw them out than accept even that, the crows would do better with them. 

Today, Poe was just a little closer, looking over at your shoulder, staring into your eyes that had not once taken in his existence within the hour. The tension was noticeable, Poe inching just a little bit closer, his fidgeting was the only thing worth acknowledging. His hands also held a book, thankful it wasn't about you just for someone else. He then proceeded to shuffle closer to where you were sitting, forced into thought to avoid the man himself. Took one just step closer behind you, unsure what to do, he wants to touch and feel your touch. Eyes staring in at your nape with your hair flowing gently down along your frame completely unmoving. With just one hand he moves the hair closest to your shoulders down with the rest of your hair that aligns with your spine. The touch makes you shiver unexpectedly, you didn't want his touch, you didn't want him near you. Yet there he stayed, unmoving, in complete awe of you, even if your focus was somewhere else. “...someday I wish to eat your heart and maybe then we'll be together in eternity.” 

A gentle hand was placed on your shoulder while you tensed up at the words you just heard. You wanted to plead denial but ultimately knew Poe wasn't joking, hopefully that day is long away. Poe’s slender hand started to pet your shoulder with the utmost care and gentleness, it felt so disgusting. You wish you hadn't met him, had not seen what you weren't supposed to even if the room was all of you. From regular pictures to some old hair you’d cut off, even older school photos along with old phones you threw out. Somethings that went missing you found in that room with everything else as you stood in horror, so did another pair of eyes join you but for the wrong reasons and sealed your fate. 

So here you sit, Poe up close to you, hand on your shoulder, gently caressing you while your mind repeats his words from earlier. Would it be that hard to let him do it? But you just wanted him away from you, he didn't honestly believe that you two would be together in eternity right?