Hi, Iâm Hades (she/her), 25, a writer obsessed with anime
I mostly write for Haikyuu, Jujutsu Kaisen and Tokyo Revengers including NSFW & dark content so if youâre uncomfy with that kind of stuff please donât follow <3
Iâm convulsing, frothing, crying, pounding my fucking fists!!! That anon is onto something đ„ș just iwa being the bad guy and pretty Oikawa with a looming stature and kind eyes, feeding into the hope that blooms in your chest each time you see them? And when they both get their hands tight around your hope they squeeze and let it shatter before they ruin you themselves?
How to convince me to write something: make it iwaoi dvdhfjkgkgkg
Bank robber Iwa. Robbing the bank where you work, and he takes a liking to you. Perhaps you held eye contact a fraction to long, maybe glared at him a little when he demanded you open your register. What ever it was he decides you're cute, he needs a hostage, two birds one stone.
He's immediately possessive, obviously controlling, but way more touchy than he should be.Â
Drags you to his car, hand tight around your ribs, thumb brushing the underside of your breast.
You drive for what feels like hours, silent but constantly glancing at you out the corner of his eye. Doesn't think twice about threatening you with a knife when you eventually stop at a motel. Gets a little distracted with the knife and muses a little too hard on the desire to mark you up a little. Tracing it down your arm lightly, his face a little flushed before he shakes himself out of it.
Maybe you manage to slip the clerk a note or they notice that things aren't quite right between you and Iwa.
Cue the arrival of sheriff Oikawa.
Filling you with false hope as he knocks on your door, Iwa threatening you with his gun to keep your mouth shut.
They probably lead you on a bit, Oikawa pretending to be suspicious and there to help, both enjoying the way you start to look so hopeful at being rescued. Until Oikawa can't hold it anymore and the facade falls. Gripping your jaw and checking you out as he congratulates Iwa on picking such a cute hostage. And for getting away with the money of course. Both of them getting a little to turned on as they watch your face fall and see your hope of being rescued crushed.
Touching and crowding around you, pressed back against Iwa's chest as Oikawa toys with the buttons on your shirt. Talking so sweetly as they tell you if you behave they won't hurt you. At least not too badly.
Iwa pressing a soft kiss to your neck as Oikawa handcuffs you to the bed frame. They have to go talk to the clerk, straighten out a few things. Be good and they'll make you feel good when they return.Â
Or serial killer Iwa and serial killer detective Oikawa, who joins in but also helps cover their tracks. Iwa been stalking you for weeks, but deciding he'd rather keep you than add you you his victim list. Robbing the bank was just a fun way to get at you. Same scenario as above but when they return from "talking" to the clerk, they are covered in blood. Making you realise just how fucked you are.
It's your fault the clerk died, you shouldn't have tried to talk to them. But they'll forgive you just this once on one condition. dragging you to the bathroom, telling you that you can help them get clean. Oikawa trying to get your clothes off as Iwa kisses and nibbles at your skin. Your tears and pleas only seeming to excite them further.
Also big brother Sheriff Oikawa. Tracking you down to rescue you, only for you to realise he's working with Iwa, an ex con he arrested once. You were forgetting your place, getting a job, moving out, you're his sweet baby sister, you don't get to leave him. This way no one will look for you. A victim of a serial killer, mutilated beyond recognition.
You had me at bank robber Iwa and corrupt Sherif Oikawa <33
are you ok with people writing stuff after being inspired by your work? like obviously not plagiarizing but using the same concept, and making their own thing with it. cause after reading ur fic with sanzu, senju, and takeomi I was sort of inspired by it to make something. itâs completely fine however you respond, and if this makes you uncomfortable I apologize and I understand
Hi bby, thanks for sending this ask. Iâm currently in the process of actually writing a full, proper fic for this concept and expanding on the drabble that I wrote and atm Iâm a bit hesitant to let someone else run off with the concept of that makes sense? At least until the fic is out
a little drabble based on this ask from @inkdelicious <33
tw blood, implied murder, incest, fucked up family vibes
takeomi, haruchiyo (sanzu) & senju x female reader
Takeomi crouches before you, the tip of his cigarette glowing cherry red as he takes a long, slow drag.
âI-I wasnât gonna say anything, I swear,â you tell him. âI justâ I just wanted toâŠâ
âLeave?â he suggests.
You flinch, but not from the smoke he blows over your face. Thereâs no point in denying it, not when your phoneâs in Senjuâs hands, every incriminating message right at her fingertips. And your bedroomâs never felt smaller. Your sister sits at the end of your bed, one arm looped over her knees, Haruchiyo pacing by the door like a caged beast.
As if heâs the one whoâs trapped right now.Â
Takeomi just exhales, reaching forward to take your trembling hand in his. âTell me. Tell me why you thought you could leave us⊠Why youâd even want to.â
A lump forms in your throat. He isnât angry, at least not in the way Haru is; the kind that promises violence, a seething rage that demands blood to be sated.
And thereâs none of Senjuâs petulant hurt. The withering glares and cold shoulder.Â
But youâd be a fool to think your eldest brother isnât furious.Â
How rare it is for you, the youngest, the sweet, innocent little sister to earn his ire. Years have passed since you uncovered their secret, longer still since your parents died and left you in their care and despite everything, you love themâ
Theyâve protected you.
Kept you safe.Â
Doted on you.Â
Sometimes you think youâll burn for the love you carry for them. There are nights you wake gasping for air, haunted by visions of bloodied, faceless corpses clawing at your body, slowly ripping you apart.Â
You kept your mouth shut when the teacher at your school went missing, and the pretty waitress whoâd just moved into town â the one whoâd smiled so brightly at you when sheâd taken your order. You never spoke a word about the bloodstained clothes or the screams you hear coming from the basement.
Not even when Haru dragged you down to watch, kissed you savagely with blood flecked lips. You think he might have fucked you down there too, if Takeomi hadnât interrupted.
For better or worse, youâll take their secret to the grave â but that isnât the issue.
Thereâs a sickness in your family. Something rotten thatâs been left to fester in the dark, that goes beyond their sadistic need to kill.Â
Siblings arenât supposed to act the way yours do. They arenât supposed to crawl into your bed at night, or drag you into theirs. They arenât supposed to love you in the way that they do. Maybe itâs your parentsâ fault for dying, you think, for leaving the four of you alone to fend for yourselves. Then again, you suppose it doesnât much matter whose fault it is anymore.
How do you even begin to explain that loving them changes nothing, that all of this is so fucked up and broken and you canât keep doing it.Â
All you wanted was a chance.Â
Takeomiâs expression gives away nothing as he studies your tear stricken face, but itâs Senju who pipes up, her attention once again fixed upon your phone. âHe says heâll be here in five.â
Your blood runs cold.Â
Another drag of his cigarette, and Takeomi rises to his feet. âIâll give you a choice, sweetheart. You can kill him yourself,â he murmurs. âOr Iâll let Haruchiyo do the honours.â
hi hades! I hope you have a good week-endâș. Here a little brainrot on tokrev boys. let's imagine they confess to y/n. After being dumb in shock, the first reaction is to reject them because their bad reputation precedes them and you don't want to find out if it's true. well that's the plan but they're so intimidating that it's impossible to line up two sentences under their gazes and they know it and enjoy it. I even think some of them would bring up their gang , just to put the pressure on and say the answer they want to hear.
Ah you see I am weak for characters who just kinda⊠force their way into your life.
I could definitely see it with baji. Itâs not even that he needs his friends to scare you, heâs plenty intimidating on his own, but he always wants you around, and he spends most of his time with them, soâ
Baji doesnât particularly care if youâre uncomfortable with it. Actually, if heâs being totally honest with himself he kind of enjoys it; your discomfort. The way you squirm on his lap, flinching when he kisses and sucks pretty mark into your neck.
You hate it, donât you, but you still wonât stop him when his fingers creep up under your skirt. Such a good, pliant little thing you are.
His friends donât give a shit that youâre not exactly thrilled to be there, and your friends are too chicken shit scared to step in when Baji comes round to pick you up.
He never bothered to ask you out, why waste the time and energy? Youâre his girl, and nothing and no oneâs gonna change that, so might as well just learn to accept it.
Sooo with all the hype about Squid game,I finally watch and all I can think about is VIP!Kokođ.Like why participate in a deadly game,when you can just accept his affection and be blessed with a lot of luxury item!
Ahh filthy rich Koko would absolutely drag you along to watch with him. Arenât you lucky that you have him to support you? To take care of you and every last one of your needs?
Youâve never wanted for anything, not since he stole you away â but the reminder serves its purpose all the same. It couldâve been you down there, fighting it out in those violent, bloody childrenâs games.
Whatâs freedom when it comes at the price of destitution?
You were struggling. Desperate. Koko saw that, saw that you needed him and swooped in to take matters into his own hands. And now youâre here, perched on his lap in a pretty silk dress that costs more than youâd make in months, eating fine foods right out his fingers while you both watch those poor people die â kill each other â for that money.
Koko never asks for your thanks, but a bit of gratitude never goes astray. After all, there are far worse alternatives.
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Surprised that no one else said it?? But mastermind Oikawa and square guard iwa? Always lurking in your games and never strays far? Plz đđ
There was also that scene when the fight broke out and I just thought of Iwaizumi protecting you and going feral if anyone got close. Iâm gonna combust
Idk about you, but I think unless youâre physically pretty strong (or quick) or youâre already in a group whoâs determined to protect one another, guaranteeing youâll survive the riot without either inside knowledge or an inside man is gonna be almost impossible. And even with Iwa being the square guard, heâs bound by orders not to step in until the right moment.
So what if you did know about it? What if you were trapped as the plaything of two bored billionaires? What if youâd been forced to watch the games play out again and again, sitting pretty on their laps, or on your knees sucking their cocks as endless blood and death played out on a massive screen before you, and one day it became too much.
The isolation. The possessiveness. Constantly being touched and fucked and dressed up nice and pretty like a fucking doll. Never having a moment to yourself.
And so you beg your captors. Youâre not stupid enough to believe theyâll just let you go, but what choice do you have?
Itâs Oikawa â a soft, cruel smile on his face as he wipes away your tears â who suggests it. You wanna leave their loving care that badly? Fine. Play for it. Join the game and win, and theyâll let you go. You can even keep the money, a little parting gift because they both know you canât actually manage on your own without it.
Hell, theyâll even give you an advantage. You know most of the games, the order theyâll play out and what you need to do to beat them, but Iwaâll come in as the square guard to keep you safe from everyone else. Thatâs fair, isnât it?
You win, you leave. You lose, and it wonât be death that you have to worry about.
hades donât worry!! when i say i miss u, i also mean just your presence is enough, though your content is wonderful as wellđ take care dearest!! and omg the suna conceptsđł iâm frothing at the mouth. tables are turned and yandere possesses sunađł suna kills all my idiot friends but possibly spares me?đł suna at a partyđł suna suna sunaaađ„°
Youâre a cutie pls come and get ur kisses <33
But oh my god while I do love the idea of possessed Suna finding you, there is something about slasher Suna in a creepy fox mask that just hits different!
Like heâs not the chase you down the street with a chainsaw type. Heâs slow and calm and methodical and thereâs absolutely no escaping him. Slasher Suna wonât speak a word, thereâs no reckoning with him.
Heâll pick off your friends one by one. Some will go quick â bloody and violent, but gone within seconds â others heâll draw out. Incapacitate them, so he can come back afterwards and finish them off.
And then thereâs you. Crying, trembling, covered in the blood of your poor, dead friends. Begging him through choked sobs to spare you. Youâll do anything he wants, just please, please donât hurt you. You donât wanna die here.
But you know what they say; be careful what you wish for :))
hades, i miss youuu. are you back on your haikyuu kick? if so, may you spare some thoughts on yandere sunađ„șđ€Čđ» what is the slyest fox doing for halloween do you think?
Iâm sorry Iâve been literally terrible at giving you guys content stuffâs just been a bit :â)) at the moment but Iâm trying!!
So anyway, Suna. I mean I could tell you that heâs gonna be the one having a house party on Halloween, slipping something into your drink so he can defile his sweet little angel while youâre helpless to move.
Or I could tell you about a Suna who knows Halloween is his chance to have a bit of fun â the one night when no one will look twice at his bloody clothes, the fox mask and the sharp, glinting knife in his hands. People like to be scared on Halloween, right? How convenient for him, when you and your bunch of idiot friends decide to wander onto his hunting grounds in search of something thrilling.
Or maybe you want me to tell you about Suna being dragged by the twins to do some stupid, bullshit summoning ritual. Tsumuâs adamant that itâs gonna work, everyone knows that the barrier between this world and the otherâs thinnest on All Hallowsâ Eve and Samuâs done the research. Thereâs blood and a âsacrificeâ and goofy looking symbols drawn across the wooden floorboards.
But heâs not laughing when the candles flicker out and the room drops 20 degrees. Not when a deep, horrible voice purrs into his ear and he feels something wretched creep inside of him and take control.