RIRI.

[lostinsatoru]

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“she writes like she’s running out of time.”

𖥻 gojo, satoru

“she’s the smartest in the room.”

𖥻 jaeger, eren

“she will never be satisfied.”

𖥻 uchiha, sasuke

“no one compares to her.”

𖥻 akaashi, keiji

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[lostinsatoru]

i miss writing :(

[lostinsatoru]

𖥻 up to my last breath (うちはサスケ) ─────── sasuke’s version

‎it happened during the 4th great war.

‎the shinobi were strategizing how to finish uchiha madara—the strongest warrior they have ever known. he's too strong, too powerful, too untouchable.

‎sasuke was trying to concentrate on the battlefield, but something in his gut was blaring alarms. he didn't know what it was and he hated not knowing the unknown.

‎"sasuke!"

‎a female voice reached his ears from behind. it was full of emotions and very, very familiar.

‎the sound of a person being stabbed was heard. all of them whipped their heads towards the sound.

‎there they saw you—white long dress that fluttered around the floor and slowly being covered in blood as a black sword pierced through you.

‎it felt like the time had stopped. he felt his eyes widen and the metallic click of his kusanagi dropping on the floor. he felt like someone took his breath away—literally.

‎then—

‎you gave him a smile through your lips filled crimson liquid.

‎"finally..."

‎your knees gave away and you were left kneeling on the ground. it was ugly and painful to watch you—a civilian—slowly turning into a lifeless corpse.

‎sasuke took a step forward before going into a sprint. what the fuck are you doing here? you're so, so stubborn he doesn't know what to do with you, but he'd rather deal with that than you not being here in this godforsaken world.

‎"[name]!"

‎you coughed out blood and you tried to wipe it with your hands.

‎he stopped in front of you and also kneeled. his hands were trembling as he cupped your face. you closed your eyes and felt the warmth of his touch.

‎everything was silent. the silent that felt like something is gripping your neck. and emptying the air in your lungs.

‎sasuke's hair swayed against the air and you wanted to ruffle it but you're losing an amount of blood.

‎"tsunade-sama! i need your help right now!" sasuke roared.

‎tsunade, who was gaping at the scenario, shook her head and immediately tended to you. shizune, hashirama, and sakura rushed after her.

‎you inhaled before kissing his palms. his onyx eyes just stared at you and tried to not let you sleep off forever.

‎"it doesn't matter, sasu." you spat on the side as the healers went around you. "this is the last time."

‎he gripped your shoulders so tight but you didn't complain. you wanted to feel him for one last time.

‎"what do you mean? just stop talking, you idiot!"

‎your hooded eyes watched him in adoration. you must be feeling delusional right now. how could sasuke look so beautiful everyday? so unfair.

‎"this is the sixth life i've ever lived and i succeeded on not having you dead."

‎his brows furrowed in confusion. he was trying to process your words. sixth life? him being dead? how? why? reincarnation?

‎"yes," you answered softly as someone tried to undress you. you grip tsunade's hands before flinging away. for someone who has almost no energy, you're quite strong.

‎you read the realization on his face as he put your head on the crook of his neck, almost hugging you with all the audience watching the scene.

‎he didn't give a fuck. they didn't matter. never had been.

‎only you.

‎"it was hard to do it actually. i'm not strong. my life is expendable and doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things." you laughed and smiled.

‎you saw the look on his former team's faces. his current team. the acquaintances. the enemy-turned-ally. the hokages. his ancestor. his older cousin. everyone around him who shaped him for the worst.

‎"i want to curse you all, you stupid fucks." your harsh words echo around the battlefield. some bristled on your tone and some started glaring at you.

‎"you did nothing but caused pain to him. you are not worthy of having him in your life. you are stupid, selfish, and greedy people. if sasuke's not stopping me before, i would have created a machine and obliterated all of you."

your energy was slowly fading away and you need to say everything before you turned into dust. you grinned at sasuke who was gripping your arms to keep you stay alive.

"sasu," you whispered, "what a privilege to have known you in every lifetime. our time may be borrowed but i cherished every second i had with you..."

your eyes gave up as you leaned your head into his sternum. ypur body went limp as you soul parted ways from him. "it will always be you, sasuke... always you..."

[lostinsatoru]

𖥻 ‘til the very end (エレンイェーガー) ─────── eren’s version

oh, you always know how this story ends.

loving someone in the middle of chaos brings nothing but pain and everlasting suffering. either one of you can die and you wouldn’t know how live in a world without them.

throughout all the years you have lived, you couldn’t regret loving eren.

he is the only constant presence in a world where death always knocks at your door. he never let himself tempt from accepting his fate. he fights with all the he’s got. he holds onto you until both of you bleed.

but fate is a very, very cruel thing.

as you look up to the sky and ignore the noise of death around you, you wonder to yourself: is there a place where you and everyone can live in peace?

you weakly put your hands over your chest. you have been fighting reiner when he slams your body to the ground and a sharp sword pierces through you.

“fuck…” you whisper to the wind. “eren’s going to… kill… me…” you heave as you close your eyes.

“[name]? [NAME]!” your ears hear a sharp shout and the ringing never stops. you know that voice. of course, you do. even if you’re dying, your heart will always recognise him.

eren cradles your body and your face is tucked on the crook of his neck. his body feels a bit warm and it makes you want to sleep in his arms. his hands hover above your bleeding chest as you mourn for the love you will always have for him.

“no, no, no…” he chants as he looks around for help.

you clasp your hands with his and put it on your heart. “hear that, ‘ren…? still beating for you…”

“stop talking, [name]! conserve your energy!”

you try to open your eyes but you only see blur image of him. you should have stared at him before you went to war. you should have kissed every part of him when you had the time. you should have told him you loved him in every way. you wish for the sands of time to trickle so you would have more moments with him.

“‘m glad i met you, eren… i hope we can meet in another life… where i can love you more… and harder than ever before…”

[lostinsatoru]

wow after a month of not writing i feel like i don’t know how to anymore…. jk unless ?

[lostinsatoru]

𖥻 from the start (赤葦京治) ───── keiji’s version

“akaashi, are you coming with us?”

the setter looks up from reading a book. his friends are waiting by the door with bokuto hollering as usual.

he puts a bookmark on the page and tidies up his things. classes have ended a while ago and he just stays at the room for a minute of quietness.

“— oh wow! didn’t know you’re going out today! can i join?”

a feminine voice reaches his ears and recognizes his fellow classmate’s.

fukurowa-san. a girl who sits beside him during mathematics and constantly talks to him.

his friends share glances with each other. bokuto, for the first time, holds a confused face as if he’s not sure why she’s asking in the first place.

“but this will be a boy’s hangout! no girls allowed!”

she tiptoes and bumps her shoulders to akaashi who is standing nonchalantly in front of them.

“well, you can consider me one of the boys since keiji is my best buddy in class!”

she nudges his arm and lingers for a bit. “right?”

konoha raises an eyebrow. “best buddy, huh?”

komi scans the girl before them. “hmm… i thought it would be-“

bokuto suddenly flails his arms like crazy. his hair flares up a bit more and his smile brightens up like sun.

“[name]!”

you look up from fiddling your phone to bokuto’s voice. you let out a smile and walk a little bit faster. you also see a girl who’s staring at you with a blank look on her eyes and standing too close to akaashi.

your heart stutters.

akaashi puts some distance away from the girl and towards you. he carefully touches your arm before settling it on your waist. you hear someone choking in the background.

“woah! wait what?!”

he puts his fingers under your chin and tilts your head up to kiss your forehead. his kiss feels like coming home from a stressful day and it washes all your senses away.

“hey, darling.”

you close your eyes as you savour the moment between you two. always leaning to his arms and stepping back away from the world. everything becomes as quiet as he speaks lovingly to you.

“how’s my favourite girl?”

[lostinsatoru]

ppl calling my fic 'peak' is a whole new level of compliment like ??? my writing ??? are u serious ??? AHHHHH i'm honored !!!!

[lostinsatoru]

𖥻 it was you (五条悟) ─────── satoru’s version

you died.

the last thing you remembered was satoru’s usually warm hands felt cold on your skin. was it raining that day? you didn’t know. droplets of pain poured all over you as you heard his voice calling out your name.

so—

what’s this?

why do you feel so… alive? so human?

you press your palm on your right-sided chest and feel the rhythm of your heart. you calculate the rate and it is normal for someone like you.

where are you?

you glance at yourself from the window of the train and see yourself wearing a white scrub. are you a nurse? those heavy eyebags and droopiness of your eyes tell the answer. oh. a student nurse.

it feels like this body is not… yours. you flex your fingers and you look like a baby trying to walk for the first time. it’s weird… very confusing…

you swallow your anxiety and look around the area. you’re sitting on a train going where? you look up and see that the next stop is shibuya.

shibuya, shibuya.

tokyo.

did something happen there? why does it feel like a memory of this place reminds you of…

the train is full. corporate attires, highschool students—all going to their destination. but where is yours?

another train bypasses yours and in a single second, you see something—or rather someone.

white-haired boy who is tall enough to reach the ceiling of the train. he’s wearing a white polo and black slacks with circular eyeglasses covering his eyes. he is laughing at something the long, black-haired boy has said.

two stranger’s parallel worlds collided in a destructive force that left both of them in ruins of memories and borrowed time.

your eyes widen as you shakily stands up.

sato—

“we’re arriving in shibuya. please stay behind the doors before disembarking.”

it stops and almost all the passengers immediately get out of the train. you return your gaze towards him and there is no one.

you force your way out even if people are yelling at you for being rude. you apologize quickly as you ran towards the exit.

the shibuya crossing greets your sight as you dart on every person present there. you cannot be mistaken. it should be easy to spot since he has ridiculously white hair.

the pedestrian lights turn green and you start walking—almost running. the sight in front of you looks like a fever dream—blurry features, incoherent mumbles, burning sensation on your chest.

then—

a body slams roughly against yours and you almost fall to the ground if not for the strong arms succesfully steadying you.

your eyes are wide blown as you look at the stranger in front you. is he?

his eyes are fixed on your form, nevermind the people bumping into him. he looks at you as if you’re the oasis in the desert. the sun that shines across the tides of the ocean. the stars that will do anything to be with the sky. the moon that is needed to function.

“[name]?” he chokes out. warm, big hands cupping your face instead of cold hands begging to stop the wound. his hands then roam around your figure as if confirming that you’re here, you’re real, you’re alive.

“satoru,” you whisper against the wind. the name flows through your lips to his ears and he lets out a wet smile as he grins like you hand him the whole universe.

“i found you,” you say like it’s a fact.

“i promise you, didn’t i?” his voice is soft but it’s loudest around you. not the people, not the bustling cars, not the busy city.

“i will look for you in every lifetime, until we finally stay.”

[bigandlong]

If you see this on your dashboard, reblog this, NO MATTER WHAT and all your dreams and wishes will come true.

[jae-felidae]

Oh hey! Haven’t seen this in forever! Didn’t reblog it when it came across me before, not gonna skip it this time, I need some good vibes.

[atimefordragons]

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before ... And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming — THE RAVEN, EDGAR ALLAN POE

[lostinsatoru]

𖥻 五条悟 ─────────────── dimples

satoru is very cute.

there are many words that you can describe him—strong, handsome, confident, cocky, and so much more. he is the gojo satoru and you honestly think he has a kink for words of affirmation.

but to you, he is cute—very much so.

you are currently staring at him, yapping about sweets he has found on one of his missions. it’s about mochi—you guess—you are not really paying attention since you are preoccupied by something else.

his dimples. his deep and cute dimples on his cheeks.

whenever he smiles, like he captures the sun itself and brings it everywhere, his dimples appear like peek-a-boo. not only he lightens up the whole room, but he also shows off (not really) these very cutesy dimples.

it’s adorably frustrating because how can he be so perfect? and with dimples? he’s literally out here to kill you.

he notices you gawking at him and smirks. there it is again.

“what? you fallin’ for me again?”

you cup his cheeks and fix your eyes that shape like heart into him. you pinch both of them and you try not to squeal.

“yes, satoru. i am falling for you again and will always be—forever.”

he is rendered speechless and you continue simping for your man, because he clearly deserves it.

[lostinsatoru]

who among these three has dimples?

eren

sasuke

satoru

Voting ended onSep 22, 2025

p.s: i need it for a drabble <3

[lostinsatoru]

𖥻 五条悟 ─────────────── whipped

you have known that after a month of dating a simple ‘satoru, please?’ and a sweet smile can get you whatever you want.

he would stare at you for a second before letting out a smirk, thinking: ‘god, this girl.’

he would memorize all your favorites. whenever you want something, he already has it on his hands.

satoru would have his gallery full of you. candid photo of you patting a cat’s head, eating a strawberry, sleeping on his shoulders.

he would gently pull you on his lap whenever you are having a bad day. he would hum softly and caress your hair that makes you fall asleep.

he would cling to you whenever you are near. hands on your waist, chin on your shoulders, intertwined fingers.

he would also beg to you to wear his t-shirt. one time you did that, he nearly combusted on sight.

he would dance with you in the rain and twirl you around.

whenever both of you are having a fight, he would give you space and communicate with your feelings. he never wanted to repeat what happened before.

he would want to be better, do better, and act better for you. you only deserve the best.

you made him grow, you made him fall, and so whipped.

[lostinsatoru]

𖥻 赤葦京治 ─────────── childhood friends

childhoodfriend!keiji who is…

the weird kid next door who likes to collect trinkets of anything—candy wrap, fabric tears, and petals.

you, a sweet girl who recently moved next door, just stare at him in awe.

he tells you that every single thing he collects has a meaning.

candy wrap for his favorite candy, fabric tears for his bravery of overcoming his first scar (due to the branches when he climbed a large tree), a petal of tulip as his favorite flower, tickets from his favorite show and so much more.

one time, you have given him a small keychain of your favorite plushie—miffy.

he asks you why and you give him a smile. “because you look like her! not really your face, but your aura! very quiet and very soft.”

keiji looks at you as if you have put the stars in the galaxy yourself. you continue drawing some characters and he softly play with the keychain.

as he watches you, he wonders to himself:

can i keep you in my pocket so you will be with me everyday?

[nanamisbakery]

Shout out to self shippers who date popular characters! Your f/o loves you most!!

[lostinsatoru]

𖥻うちはサスケ ────────── childhood bestfriends

childhoodfriend!sasuke who is…

a cute little kid running around the compound with chubby cheeks and light aura.

he remembers everyone he encounters—whether it be his aunts, uncles, or fellow uchiha children.

he meets you in a spring season where flowers are blooming and the sun is smiling.

you accidentally bump into him as you are going to hang out with shisui. you turn your head towards him and smile.

sasuke can’t help but stare at your dimples and cute twin braids. you wave at him and introduce yourself.

he feels his cheeks heat up as he gives you his name. you tilt your head as you pout.

“sasuke? your name means assistance, right? right now, you’re gonna be my assistant for science!” you declare.

from that day onwards, both of you have been inseparable. wherever you go, he follows. you teach him how to arrange some flowers and which ones could be use for poisons. you teach him how to quickly bring down an enemy without killing them. you teach him chemicals that are useful and easy to create.

the bond is slowly forming into a comfortable rhythm where he is enjoying the peace and quiet.

you come running to him one day. hair flying against the wind. sparkling, wide eyes and lips form into a sweet grin. your white dress flutters around you. on your right hand, you come bearing with some chemicals you are currently experimenting.

when sasuke looks at you, he feels like looking to the sunshine herself.

oh.

oh.

[lostinsatoru]

𖥻 エレンイェーガー ─────── childhood friends

childhoodfriend!eren who is…

a kid who fights for freedom. he doesn’t know the bigger picture yet, but he knows he wants to be free.

free from suffocating cage they call ‘home’.

his rage and eagerness for freedom leads to meeting your apathetic self.

you couldn’t care less what happens. as long as you and your family are breathing, you don’t have that innate desire to fly and follow the waves of the sky like eren.

when he hears that from your lips, he doesn’t understand.

so he asks you why, why, why?

as you stare at his intense viridian eyes, you answer—why would i?

so he makes it his life mission to annoy you about the scouts, about the possibility of dying alone, about being a slave to their own destiny, about not being strong enough to protect your loved ones.

that—

—makes you very angry.

you tackle him on the floor and glare at his shocked eyes.

while you continue berating and insulting him, he can’t help but look at the halo of the sun around your head like an angel.

with the heat of your eyes that burn his soul, he gulps and curses in his mind.

when did you become so… beautiful?