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@bitterlavenderwritings
18+ dark blog
you may call me jade/violet🖤
i write nsfw & dark content for multiple fandoms. requests are currently closed.
please proceed with caution and mind the tags, minors do not interact.
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no regrets I yan!atsumu miya x f!reader
anything for my baby I gojo satoru x f!reader
yandere prompt 12. with itadori yuuji (request)
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important announcement.
i have set up a new blog to where i will be moving soon. im very grateful for the followers who's supported this blog and the new ones that decided to follow because of my recent works, however, i will be moving blogs since my posts aren't doing well here and it seems that little of my followers see my posts so i get little to no interactions.
i will be following my few moots but i wont post my new @ here, since i want a fresh new start. but if you really liked my writings and want to see what new things i will be able to bring, you may send an ask and i will answer privately.
it was a fun few months, thank you so much for those who sent asks and requests, it really meant a lot to me especially on days where i felt my writings weren't enough.
have a lovely evening everyone 🖤
Tainted Love
Yandere! Gojo Satoru x Reader (Modern/Mafia Au!)
- Billionaire Gojo brainrot <3
Right, Gojo Satoru doesn’t believe in love. But you make him happy, so unbearably happy that it scares him how afraid he is to wake up one day and find you gone.
Warnings: Yandere themes, mentions of gore/violence & guns, ‘NSFW’, ‘smut’, dark themes (slight mentions of past abuse, suicide & cheating), extreme possessive/obsessive behaviour
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The first time you meet him, he tries to buy the last strawberry sliced cake that you were both eyeing for triple its price.
“Hey, I saw that first.” A youthful voice, clear and bright.
The wooden tongs, hovering carefully over the cake freezes. It nearly slips out of your fingers when a hard body jostles against your elbow and you blink in surprise at the force before righting yourself in mild annoyance.
Silently, you turned to face the culprit. A dark blue baseball cap and a pair of dark tinted sunglasses perched on the elegant bridge of his nose that shields his gaze. He’s absurdly tall, enough so that you had to crane your neck up in order to look properly at his face. You swear you catch a hint of silver that gleams teasingly underneath the shadows of his cap.
You blink again and he clicks his tongue. “Are you going to take it?”
“Would you take it if I didn’t?” You said slowly, pondering your next words. Curious eyes flicker over his outfit, he’s dorned in black from head to toe, leaving only a silver of his collarbones peeking out the collar.
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choose a draft:
💀 pakunoda fic that's been sitting in my drafts for months
🖤 tsukki fic/drabble i wrote as a spur if the moment thing at 1 am
🌚 serial killer!sakusa fic inspired by a video game character
Incredibly fucking slow at it 🤧
i fixed it
VOL. 0 — YUUTA
this is literally. so gay
Tyrant
This has been in my drafts for some time and I completely forgot I’d written it. I think if I showed a therapist this work they’d be able to diagnose me on the spot so have fun with that xD also Uvo has an afro in this cuz he’s supposed to be in college here and that one pic of the young phantom troupe that won’t leave my mind showed Uvo as having one
Warnings: violence, college au, bullying, yandere!Uvogin, reader getting physically hurt, mentions of vomitting, explicit nsfw, theft
Violence paired itself with so much boredom.
You’d been stuck in bed for weeks, doing absolutely nothing. Your windows were shut, your phone was turned off and put away in a cupboard, the television unplugged and your books safely tucked away. You’d tried to do some light reading after three days of nothing, against the doctors orders, just to do something, but the way your head started to thrum and your stomach flipped with nausea made you put the book back down and get back in bed.
It was only a matter of time before you got better, but god this was pure agony, spending hours just staring at a ceiling, sleeping and eating pre-cooked meals.
Alas, you couldn’t complain too much about the lack of interesting things happening in your way to recovery, no matter how dull the days that passed by were, since you were at least home and away from all the sources that caused this very predicament.
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on one hand there’s the fic i should be writing, on other there is the fic i want to write… and then there’s me, not writing anything.
Here are the (for now) finished drawin of Dabi doin some bondage stuff!
Hope you guys like it/them <3
Recollections of a Single Night
Inspired by @conflatemochi ‘s wonderful Mafia! Phantom Troupe AU and this wonderful piece of art! Follow them if you like godtier content and want a reason to live.
I’ve written four pieces to accompany this artwork of Franklin, Uvo, Nobu and Phinks, illuminating each of their darling’s recollection of the night the Mafia introduced and tested some new recruits.
Words: around 4k
Warnings: yandere, mentions of kidnapping, mentions of low self-esteem, mafia, descriptions of violence, mentions of nsfw, alcohol, implied threats of violence toward reader and overall toxic relationships.
UVOGIN
You’d just been peeking around the corner for a bit, despite warnings by the other darlings to not let curiosity get ahold of you. You realized they were right when you saw things and heard things you definitely didn’t want to.
“Damn, the recruits today are fucking awful.” Uvo kicked another one to the ground, laughing wildly as several others scittered back, afraid of even stepping close. “You all better start attacking me, I absolutely hate weak little cowards.”
Despite declaring he wanted the recruits to fight him, he still brutally mowed down the first who dared, scaring the other ones back down. “Anyone not able to pull their weight has no fucking right to be in here, so either fight me or stand still so I’ll make the end of your useless existence quick.”
Was that how Uvogin thought of people?
Anyone not strong enough to show him some challenge was useless and anyone not able to carry their weight was a waste of space, only worthy of being killed?
You weren’t strong enough to challenge him, you weren’t smart enough either, or else you would’ve been able to escape by now. You weren’t lean and strong, interesting or anything like that and the longer you thought about it, the more you were convinced that you were everything Uvogin was supposed to hate.
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True Curse — G.S
|| the fault falls on your shoulders.
The following content will contain themes that may upset some reader, read the warnings carefully and by scrolling further, you have given your consent to read these content.
Warnings: teacher student relationship, underage reader, age gap, mention of character death
Notes: I’m actually like super proud of this one like WOW I love it this might be one of my favorites and probably the best one I’ve written so far my writing skills ain’t shit!
Pairing: Curse!Teacher!Gojou Satoru x Student!F!reader
WC: 736
The world was in ruins. With the strongest gone, not just Japan, but the whole world seem to have been crushed to crumbs. Curses and curse users took advantage of the strongest’s absence, of the strongest’s death and roamed the earth like everything was free for them to snatch.
The fault falls on your shoulders.
You walk through the broken building, stepping on rotting wood due to being exposed to much moisture. They never thought about renovating the place, no point in doing so. Plus, anyone would be too stupid to want to renovate some school when humankind is in such a crisis. You headed your way to the training grounds.
Even as long weeks passed, you will never hear the end of detestable whispers. Anger, frustration, hatred, whatever negative emotion you could name was evident in those whispers and they never put in effort to hide them. Why should they?
“We’re having dinner at Fushiguro’s room today, you coming?”
You wiped your lips with the sleeve of your track jacket after consuming some water, politely answering Nobara’s question with a little smile, your answer was no.
You smile because you admire and is silently grateful for her to still keep talking to you after all that’s happened. You were grateful for your fellow friends and upperclassmen to treat you the same still, they try to, anyway.
They act nice but somehow you knew that deep down, they wished it was you who was dead instead of the reliable one, instead of the strong one, instead of the one who could prevent all this.
With you gone, they would be the ones broken instead of the whole world, and they could fix themselves with time, anyway. The world could not.
You find yourself unable to stay with them any longer than mere minutes—excluding trainings and missions, because you wouldn’t need to talk to them and them forcing polite conversations—so you excused yourself. It didn’t feel like you belong anymore. For their sake as well, your presence must be suffocating.
How was Gojou Satoru’s death possible?
He isn’t immortal but, there was no way he would die by a curse’s hand, but he did.
It was one that was a little stronger than special-grade curses but that wasn’t enough to defeat Gojou Satoru and it knew that fact, in the same time, it also figured out his weakness.
Surely people don’t think what you have with this little girl is but an innocent relationship of a teacher and a student, right? The curse mused, enjoying the look on the strongest plenty.
Gojou Satoru, what about a binding vow?
The moment the curse uttered these words with a large grin, you knew the world was soon going to collapse.
Shutting the weak wooden door behind you with a soft click, you stayed in silence for a moment. Just standing there, feeling as if you have no right to look up and stand tall, only deserving to look down in shame. Your hand slowly slips off the doorknob, heading towards the lone cold bed.
A shadow loomed over you and you smiled just a crack, hand obediently coming up to touch, to feel him like how he always expects you to.
“Gojou-sensei.” Within seconds, it stood before you and growled, baring teeth at the foreign name. This wasn’t what he wanted to hear. “I’m sorry, Satoru. I slipped up, it won’t happen anymore.” He stares for a while with blank eyes before moving closer, head pressed against your chest and seeking warmth. He loved your warmth.
Was this him?
Every day, every night, every moment, you find yourself asking this, to no one in particular.
It looks and acts like him, just lost the usual glimmer of blue eyes and voice that never fails to make you melt.
This was more aggressive, more possessive. Everything about this was more than the one you knew and loved, or perhaps this was what he is all along?
No matter, you let him snuggle in you anyway.
“That girl is the true curse! Gojou Satoru was just foolish enough to fall into her traps!”
Perhaps they were right.
You were a curse that haunted Gojou Satoru and striped all of his common sense and rationality ever since you came into his life, he may be the strongest but, he was so, so weak to your love and the curse it came with.
Wait a minute. There was a lot I didn’t expect…
Quick survey how old are you and do you care about your wedding like is it actually that serious for you
“Well well well…what do we have here?”
Goosebumps
You should have taken the offer to go through the Haunted House together with your friend. The ominously decorated attraction that appeared fun and harmless from the entrance now became unnerving as you lonely walked down the hall, hands gripping tightly to your chest. It was your friends’ idea to visit this low-key haunted amusement located in the middle of nowhere, deep into the woods and far from the metropolitan area where the main entertainment took place.
Initially, you were opposed to the idea as the infamous ‘Haunted House’ your friends extolled was too far away and thus didn’t carry any signal in the area. Also, the ticket fee for one was way too pricy that it was enough to sour your night despite one of your friends, Jay, offering to spot you in which you politely declined.
The drive was far and so the place was about to close up soon when you arrived and after seeing all your friends’ enthusiasm in the pursuit for adrenaline, you couldn’t help but feel guilty for bringing the mood down. In the end you acquiesced, paid the fee and entered the house at your own discretion.
You thought it was ridiculous that company made you sign a contact beforehand, something about promising not to sue or whatever. You knew it was all just an act to heighten the customers’ anxiety instead of an actual legal precaution. Things wouldn’t be so bad inside as it was policy that their employees mustn’t directly touch or use an object to make physical contact with the customers.
However as of right now, you wished you could take those words back. For an underground seasonal business, they’ve managed to pull off an incredible event. The house was situated like a maze in which each room had a different elaborated concept which sometimes included your participation to get to the next stage.
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