With twitter going down I’m probably going to archive this blog and start a new one with multifandom writing. When/if this happens I’ll let y’all know.

It’s been awhile but I’m still writing and deeply in my bsd brainrot plus other shows now.

I’ll drop an @ if I end up going through with it.

Violets {fic} Dazai

Violets - Dazai x Reader cw: unhealthy relationship dynamics, drug use, mental manipulation, cheating                                  »»————-　♡　————-««                           Without a word he was gone only showing up in dreams and nightmares. He was a dying star that swallowed you in and kept you warm in the dark until there was nothing left of either. Dazai has only been impulsive twice in his life. Leaving the Port Mafia and taking you with him (four years later). chapter two 

I am alive I’ve just been cosplaying on tiktok more lately than writing ;0;

I am nearly finished with my update on Violets after lacking Dazai inspo

Not sure what I’m feeling next tbh I’m considering scrapping chasing moonlight because the plot is meh. I want to replace it but I’m not sure with what yet. I’ve been digging fantasy AUs lately.

Hope y’all are doing good especially since s4 finally got announced 💖

Beyond The Hills| Fae!Dazai {fic}

Another Halloween short chosen by my patrons sorry its late i was at con halloween weekend. Read on AO3                                              fic below the cut

Red Hawk| Demon!Hawks

Halloween Shorts as chosen by patrons  ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧  patreon                                  »»————-　♡　————-«« When it came down to it you knew it was a mistake. From the moment the box open to when the black pillar candles were lit on the floor. Believing in the spiritual realm wasn’t new to you, but you weren’t entirely a believer either. Always sitting on the fence of maybe and maybe not. So, when your roommate decided to test the patience of the spiritual realm you thought nothing of it. Glass of red wine in hand you both sat criss-cross on the floor in front of a black Ouija board. One hand each on the planchette swearing neither of you were moving it when the glass began to roam over letters. Red Hawk.

For You [drabble] Chuuya

from my halloween shorts chosen by patrons; link on sidebar. Patrons pick characters/scenarios each month, have early access to series updates and new fics.                                             ___________ Sunset threads through your fingers. Softer than the fine silk beneath your knees. Surrounded by the scent of roses and wine you let go of all control in your body. A sharp pinch and the haze begins again in the same way rain falls to the ground in spring. There’s beauty in its consistency yet it seems new and astonishing each time. The world fades in the corners as your heart begins to slow. Chuuya’s fingers dance along your exposed spine. The dress he picked for you tonight cascades lace two feet beyond your ankles. An elegant black mimic of flames dance up your chest leaving your entire back open to his cold hands. Chuuya only took his gloves off when he touched you like this. Almost like lovers. His fangs reach deeper until your pulse fills his ears. Each time he fed from you a bit of your life dwindled away. Closer time creeps to the eventual decaying of your heart. Chuuya, though, gave you everything. From luxury to gentle affection to endless nights that left you breathless. Chuuya hums in delight hand squeezing your waist, a subtle reminder of who you belonged to. Not to move an inch. Nothing interrupted this precious time with you, not even an itch on your nose. “Darling, you’re so sweet nothing could compare.’ Chuuya mumbles in your ear, lips coated in sweet carmine. Dizzily, you slump against his toned chest resting your cheek in the crook of his neck. Chuuya felt like stone and spoke like velvet. There was nothing in the world that could replace him. “Chuuya.” You say weakly, the faint buzzing in your head making it hard to focus. He licks his lips clean and tilts his head down. Watching the way you sway from bloodloss; each time it lasted longer. Hurt more. Took a few more days for you to recover. “What is it?” He asks, nearly sounding drunk from your sweet taste. “You won’t let me die will you?” Chuuya stills for a moment fingers drawing circles over your lower back. Pressing down until you’re slotted against him fully. “Sweetheart, we’ve talked about this.” He finally responds, eyes falling matte. “You’ll go in your sleep and I’ll bring you back again. Always.” He promises, watching you drift off against his chest. He remains still eyes slanting to the left where the small door in the wall rattles. She was rather hard to contain but soon she’d serve her purpose. A beating heart for you, and another body to satiate the wolves around the castle. “Always.”

Under The Mask | Shinsou [fic]

Pro Hero Shinsou Hitoshi/Reader {patreon poll winner}   Shinsou just likes to know the ins and outs of his mask. That's why he spends so much time hovering over you in the support center of the agency. Right? ao3 link

Doldrums | Dazai {AU}

The Tea House is the only clean place in all of the three outlying territories; the capital and castle are overflowing with gold. There's boredom in both places and freedom in neither. Dazai finds the only way to amuse himself and you're just curious enough to agree. {fic under the cut} [ao3 link] x [patreon]

[fic] Poison Apple|Chuuya

Serpant King! Chuuya | n/sfw  ao3 link

Hewwo.

I am going to turn this blog into kind of a general fandom/anime blog. The few times I’m on my dash I see gifs and art and I’m just too tired to run 3 blogs.

I’ll still post writing here and tag it as such. That way I feel less constricted. At some point I will try to open up requests to mha/Bsd but I’m not sure when.

💖

Needy | Hawks {fic}

Get fics like this & more earlier by subbing to my patreon & y’all can help me decide which characters to write for next :)  Hawks | NS-FWish https://archiveofourown.org/works/32351572