#*insanity

[jonny-versace]

This is in no way me like talking shit about Robert in a real way, but this man has some audacity 😂😂 I love this man so much. Telling Aaron he needs to tell John about them meanwhile he also has a whole ass husband. I can’t 😂😂

Nobody's ever done it* better 😌

[rabiesofficial]

I think I’ve looped around into being so flabbergasted by the outright misogyny I’m just like 😃 I lived such a blessed and perfect life not knowing any of you (specificly misogynistic fuckers) irl. I’m genuinely like wow, the grass really is greener and things do get better.

[dear-yandere]

I want something angsty so, Yandere Ekko reaction/scenario when his darling gets deeply wounded trying to protect him?

tw. graphic descriptions of gore, blood, and death, implied insanity.

Ekko

Time was always at his fingertips, but that never made the things he’d seen hurt any less. He should’ve been used to it, he reasoned – used to seeing the blood and guts of his friends splayed across the floor, used to the terror and adrenaline pumping through his veins with such fervor he thought they’d burst, used to the screams and cries of his most beloved friends – of his sweetest darling.

It didn’t take a genius to realize he’d never get used to it. That was the problem with rewinding time – at some point, you get so reckless that trouble is always around the corner. There’s always something new, always something that pops up whenever he’d rewind. Sometimes it’s a trap that wasn’t there before, other times, it’s an entirely different enemy – the universe’s way of ensuring harmony. 

Time came with consequences and paradoxes. He didn’t want you involved too, but fate doesn’t work that way. Not when you fuck with it on the daily.

He knew it was coming. He knew you’d get so irreparably hurt one day that it’d break him. He could rewind time all he wants, but he’d never got that image out of his head: blood pooling around your body, your screams that had echoed throughout the city only to die on your lips when blood coagulated in your throat, the fear in your eyes knowing that death was on its way.

Ekko had never felt so scared in his life.

He watched you die in his arms. He shouldn’t have – he should have rewound eons ago, but his limbs felt like lead. Seeing you so vulnerable, seeing you wait for death to claim you as he helplessly held you… it made him realize how fleeting life was.

He rewound, desperation in his step and death in his sights. You’d die one day anyway, he realized. Death was inevitable, just like time never stopped. You’d die and Ekko couldn’t do anything to stop it – except rewind time. Rewind for eternity, rewind until he’s grown sick of seeing the same thing over and over, until he’s grown sick of living.

But that wouldn’t be for centuries.

[immortalbeloved]

:)*

[luzon-dove]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

There's an unusual density of curses hanging out in Yokohama, and the first years are sent in to check out the situation. They weren't expecting a building full of detectives with absolutely no idea that they're being haunted.

(Occurs pre-Shibuya arc in JJK and post-Q's rampage in BSD.)

“Let’s get this over with quickly,” says Kugisaki through gritted teeth. “I feel like I’m going to catch something just by sitting here.

Luckily, the door opens again soon after that and two men enter. The shorter one has pale hair and choppy bangs—Yuuji catches Kugisaki’s lip curl a fraction at the obvious DIY hair job—and the taller one wears a loose beige sweater. But what interests Yuuji isn’t what they look like, or even that they’re obviously still teenagers and barely older than Yuuji himself. No, it’s the curses that follow the shorter one in. 

[ankutsu]

meluee replied to your post

Ezekiel: …*intrigued eyebrow raising* // Eli: *pout* [Here I thought I was the only one on your mind, Ethie. psh!]

Oh Eli, you're the only one in my heart, dear -- the moon in my dark night skies! Thought the stars may shine, it is the moon that radiates beautifully and captures the souls of many.

but no cries. I didn't ask for this orc to come back why