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who's one mutual that you appreciate alot? mutual appreciation day 🥰❤️😊🤩💐✨

oh shit there’s a lot…. @saelique @satorisoup @omitea @seneon @httpshujii @kyoghurts @kiitoru and a lot more that i am forgetting rn😞

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itoshi rin matches the "i hate everyone but you x golden retriever girl" trope to a t. i do not care what you say. he shows this in many ways. 

1) could be the way his gaze quickly switches when he's looking at you. you often find yourself being dragged to his friend's hangout, which he just so happened to be dragged to as well. you see his cold eyes piercing dagers into their souls, but then he turns to you, and the cold gaze is replaced with one of fondness and love. everyone can see it. he does not have to be big on public pda, the way that he looks at you, even when others are around, is enough. 

2) the way he speaks to others compared to you. anyone who isn't you gets to speak to the rude rin, the one that looks at everyone else as below him, the rin who does not care for any single atom on this earth. but then, there's you again. the most beautiful girl he's ever seen, the only person he sees as his equal, no scratch that, someone even better than him. (of course, rude rin is still there; he lets that part of him slip simply because being cold is the only emotion he's known for so many years now.)

3) the way he's so touchy with you. it takes a while but eventually, when he gets comfortable, there's no getting him off of you. once he puts his head on your lap, wraps his hand around your thigh, and closes his eyes, it's over for you. you're not leaving until he says so.

4) it takes time and baby steps, but you finally get him to talk about his emotions, and all he can do is cry to you and tell you how much he loves you, knowing damn well no one else has ever seen him break down like this, and no one other than you ever will.

wanted to make this longer but i’m fighting 2029292929 demons as k try not to fall asleep rn

#૮Ꮚ ´͈ ⁄⁄`͈꒱ა ( literature ) #bllk fluff #bllk #bllk x you #bllk x reader #bluelock x you #bluelock #bluelock x reader #blue lock x you #blue lock #blue lock x reader #itoshi rin fluff #itoshi rin x reader #itoshi rin x you #itoshi rkn #rin itoshi x you #rin itoshi #rin itoshi x reader

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chapter one. ignorance is bliss

˚｡⋆୨୧˚ tw + cw ノ dark content・character death・graphic descriptions of gore + blood・mentions of nausea・reader implied to have put fyodor on a pedestal・overall kinda not suitable 4 all audiences・12- are highly recommended to not interact

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𓂃 ࣪˖ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 the library floor as two children sat behind a bookcase, reading a novel together. 

the evening light shone through the window and the sun prepared to set. but the two were still immersed in their own fairytale world, away from reality. 

the boy whispered the words in the book, while the girl turned its pages, the sound of paper repeatedly flipping every few minutes gently was comforting. 

it was really the perfect spot to relax. the perfect amount of golden light and it was warm in the late autumn season, where leaves began to turn yellow, red, and orange. leaving trees bare and naked. 

“so what happened next ?” the little girl urged when he paused for breath, pressing closer to her friend to try and read the printed foreign words on the book. “be patient.” he gently scolded, but all the same continued the fairytale. 

“the prince then went on a far, far journey to search for his beloved, and he suddenly-“ 

three knocks on the door. “young master ? your dinner is almost ready, please come out to the dining room to eat.” a maid called through the wooden door. and the children were brought back to reality, the fairytale world fading away once again. 

“eh ? already ?” the girl sighs, her lips forming into a pout. “I’ll read the rest of the story for you soon. so don’t worry, okay ?” the boy reassured. “I’ll be back soon. so feel free to keep on reading, okay ?” he reached over and ruffled his companion’s hair lightly, messing it up. 

“hmph ! you better keep your promise !” “of course.” and with that, he left, leaving the girl alone in the library.

years passed, and autumn passed and winter stopped by, snowflakes falling down rapidly. truly a shame that the young master couldn’t go outside to play in the snow. after all, he was too sickly a child to even move too much. 

the Dostoevsky family was truly one that is easy to pity. a frail and ill heir, a absent father that was away for work, almost never home, and a mother that lost her own mind and even called her own child the devil. 

you blew your hot breath against the ice frosted window and drew shapes on it, small hearts and stars. 

it was freezing today, and fyodor was most likely in bed, having yet another high temperature fever. 

you missed the crisp days where you two would just sit down and read books together. it was a wonderful thing to experience, and you sometimes fell asleep on his shoulder, his voice lulling you to rest after a long day of cleaning and helping to tend to him. 

Slowly, the snow melted away, leaving the earth to slowly grow back its plants and flowers. spring had finally arrived. the birds sang happily, their songs cheerful and pretty. 

time passed and from a little girl who ran around and hid away from her chores, you turned into a mature yet aloof young maid, always forgetting about her duties.

you changed, while Fyodor stayed the same. he was still the calm, collected, mature and reliable young master he always was. 

you thought he was perfect, with his pale and soft skin, pretty magenta eyes who would soften whenever he sees things he likes, pure black hair that was left quite long, and a slender figure. 

you always thought that he would look beautiful as a girl, and you did tell him once.

you remember him staring at you in shock before gently patting your head. “I suppose I would.” he agreed, and returned back to reading his book while you left his room after giving him his medication that the doctor prescribed a while ago. 

you really did think he was perfect. 

running a orphanage for the less fortunate children, going out for visits when he could in town, a popular social figure. 

but that very image of him shattered like fragile glass, breaking into millions of little pieces, never able to piece or fix again.

Because you had witnessed him push down a new maid down the stairs. 

it happened too quickly, in a flash. So much so you still cant believe if you dreamt of it or not. they were both just chatting by the stairs, the maid blushing and giggling while tucking her dark brown hair behind her ear.

then she was shoved down, the sounds of a heavy object dropping down the floor. red painted the wooden steps, some of it slowly dripping down the steps, creating a gorey sight. 

you felt your blood turn ice cold and sweat ran down your face, hands and neck, swallowing your saliva before running away, suppressing the blood curdling scream that was itching your throat, before quickly shoving the apron you were wearing into your mouth, you rushed back to your room as quietly as possible, trying to process what just happened moments prior. 

digging your nails into the palm of your hand hard, creating small crescent moons as you shook and trembled, teeth chattering as you squeezed your eyes shut, shaking your head to clear the horrible, horrible image that imprinted on your mind.

you quickly breathed in and out, feeling as if your heart would burst out of your chest, dizziness and a headache starting to form.

was that really the same person who would read you fairytales and laugh at your horrible jokes ? who would constantly cover up for you ?

you wanted to throw up, a feeling of unease and a feeling of nausea in your stomach as you lurched, instinctively slapping your hand to your mouth as you shuddered.

you should really stop thinking so much about this.

clumsily getting up from your cowering position from the floor with the help of leaning on your bed, you managed to stumble through the door and leave, making sure that no one saw your disheveled and nervous form

making your way to the garden with a little trouble, you arrived there with a sigh.

“[name] ! c’mon ! help me with these weeds !” svetlana called, snapping you out of your dazed trance, holding a basket of weeds, her hands sore and red from the pulling.

“hm ? you look really sickly [name] are you okay ?” svetlana asked, worried as she placed the back of her hand to your head, staring at your complexion.

“n-no- I- uhm- well- I-“ you stuttered over your words as you felt tears almost threatening to spill over, biting your lower lip.

“wha-? hey, hey, it’s okay [name], calm down/ I’ll fetch-“

“maybe she’s suffering from heatstroke ?”

a cool and kind voice interrupted the both of you. you stiffened, your pupils dialating as you shakily turned your head to reveal who you wanted to avoid the most.

“hello, surprised to see me ?”

he smiled, one that radiated of innocence and kindness. one that made you sick to your core. how many times had he attempted murder ? how many people had he killed ? judging by his act, it wasn’t his first one. Fyodor then coughed into his handkerchief. A few droplets of blood on it that was most likely his.

oh god what if you were next ?

you had to live. you can’t die yet. you didn’t even get the chance to go to the capital and have fun. and that romance novel you’ve been reading, how many chapters have you read ? oh yeah. you just started ! and the plot twist ! you’ve been saving it for days !

“oh ! young master ? aren’t you supposed to be in bed ? and I suppose . . . today is a hot day after all.” she sighed, before gently taking your arm. “mmm, stay safe you two. thank you for working hard today as well. I’ll see you around.” and with that, he went off to god knows where. Probably to hide any evidence leading to him.

“I’ll bring you a wet cloth, how about that ?” svetlana kindly suggested, while you sat there in silence. 

the day ended with you in bed, staring at the ceiling blankly. you ended up finding that corpse again with svetlana when the both of you headed to your room. Only when you saw that body this time did you let out the scream that was begging to be heard. you kept on shaking, seeing the mass amounts of blood and and everyone ended up concluding that it was a accident. that maid had quite a reputation for being clumsy after all.

you sighed and closed your eyes, letting sleep catch up with you and catch you in its embrace.

you woke up hyperventaling. tears streaming down your face and sweat clinging onto your nightclothes. it was still too early, with the sun only starting to rise and the dark night sky fading to a lighter colour. Your heart thumping more and more as you tried to take deep breathes in. 

Who knew dreaming of being murdered would feel so real and scary ? the time for you to head up to his room arrived and as you took the tray, the feeling of nausea filled you. you wanted to tell someone, to confine in someone close like svetlana.

but no one would believe you. you couldn’t even believe it yourself. now every trip to deliver him medicine was only going to petrify you, your legs shaking as the floorboards creaked and twisted under your steps.

the only reasonable thing to do was to avoid him of course. but how long could you keep this up without him noticing. his eyes that usually provided you comfort now only added to your paranoia, that he would one day decide to murder you.

why would he even kill you though ? there wasn’t any reason to kill that maid after all. she never made any trouble or inconvenienced anyone. so, what was his goal ?

you shuddered as you walked up the stairs. it was best to feign ignorance. then run the fuck away from this hell hole the second you gathered enough money.

ignorance truly was bliss wasn’t it ?

you were so going to shoot yourself in the head if you see another goddamn murder again. holding the tray tightly, you placed it down the floor and knocked.

“young master ?” you gulped, “I’ll leave your medicine here. I’ll go now.” drawing in a sharp breath, you ran away as fast as you could, before he had the chance to open the door or reply.

you needed to get out this place quickly before you get killed in the worst way possible. and fast.

“hm ? she already left ?” a young man muttered, before bending over to pick up the tray that was placed on the floor. “she didn’t see what happened yesterday . . . right ?”

“I’ll have to kill her before she tells anyone then. just to be safe . . .”

just be wary and be on your fight or flight mode at all times, okay ?

#FKNNNA EAT THIS UO ALTER

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i hate my stretch marks esp the ones on my thighs and boobs.

#૮Ꮚ ´͈ ⁄⁄`͈꒱ა . ( speech bubble ) #i hate it #so fucking much bro

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itoshi rin spider man comifrmed😉☺️😂👹😂💋☺️🗣️😉😉

#૮Ꮚ ´͈ ⁄⁄`͈꒱ა . ( speech bubble ) #he JUMPER over a CAR #and walked away like it was aNOTHING?????

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i HATE allsagi shippers

#like no. #js no😂😂

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JSJEJEJSJSJEJJD this is my favorite theme so far >//< I WUV IT SSOSO MUCH VEGAS SOBSOBSOB !!!!!

THANK YOU LENEENENENENNENE WENNEIEIE

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UR THEME S’ SOOO PRETTY AS ALWAYS PEARL !!!!! ;; I SWEAR I ALSAYS SMILE N IDENJDNDEJ WHNEEVER I SEE IT T^T ( ignore da typos > < )

hEHEHEH TY SM CUNNA DHSJSH

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hey guys wanted to say sorry for not writing anything these past few days:( idk life’s been up and down lately and i simply do not have the motivation nor interest i had when i first joined. i have multiple fics im working on (progress is rllly slow srry) but ill try to get them out soon! i finish a levels soon too which means ill have more time on my hands 2 right! i hope ill be able to appear on you guys dash again more! also lwk feel like i don’t have the same interest with jjk and bllk i used to have but im trying! :3

#૮Ꮚ ´͈ ⁄⁄`͈꒱ა . ( speech bubble ) #i hope i will be back soon Y^Y #i kiss writing Y^Y

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hello everyone :) i usually don't post things like this, but it has come to my attention that @daeydreams is copying my work and reposting it on her blog while acting inoccent.

proof under cut! tw: discourse :(

i first encountered dae's blog when her 'work' appeared on my dashboard.

the words, everything, all copied from my post. i'm also pretty sure she took the banner as well.

this post, was MY original work. And I would like to add, she didn't even change anything on my post, just plainly copied/pasted it and posted it.

For context, i posted this on March 17th, 2024.

Dae posted my work on April 23rd, 2024.

link to the fic

so I went to her dm's to ask her to take it down, providing screenshots about my plagiarised work.

and her response wasn't exactly the politest.

then after providing that less than polite response, she blocked me.

Then after she blocked me, i got a dm from one of my mutuals (their user will not be provided as they asked me to keep it confidential) saying that she copied another one of my works.

my work. my words. posted on April 24th, 2024

mine was posted on March 6th, 2024.

clear, blatant plagerism.

i do not tolerate plagerism, in any shape, form or way.

this, is my original ideas, my original work.

this is a situation that i do not tolerate, and it is degrading to have something stolen from me, even making it obvious that you were stealing my work. didn't jumble it up or even replace words- just uprightly copied my work and posted it as yours.

calling yourself a writer, not to mention acting inoccent while you were at it, is pathetic.

Please block and report dae, and if you are following/mutuals with this person, I ask that you block me/break our mutual, if you want to keep interacting with dae. If you want to add any other information/edits to this post, send me a dm or ask to add more.

other writers, whether you're following me, mutuals with me or don't know who the fuck I am, please take the time to block dae as well. in her last dm to me, she said in plain words, "and if I want (and I will) I can copy other writers-" I have a feeling that any/all works posted on her account, is from other writers.

so please, beware of dae and block/report her.

#she’s so mean for what? #got caught red handed and still tryna act rude??? #bye. #tw: discourse #sorry you had to go thru that bae:(

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i was out with my friends on monday and idk it was this airplane ride idk what to call it in the arcade and shit and the weirder was SO FUCKING FINE. AND TWO OF MY FRIENDS ARE FUCKING CRAZY AND THEY WERE YELLONG “UR SO HOT AND SEXY” AND WE LIKE WENT AWAY FOR A BUT BEFORE WE CAME BACK AND MY FRIEND LITTERLY ASKED FOR HIS NUMBER AND AGE AND NAME (HIS NAME WAS KN THE TAG AND HES LIKE 20 WHICH IS ONLY A 3 OR SMTH YEAR DIFFRENCE SO LIKE WOW) HES SO FUCKING FOND AND I WAS APOLOGIZING BCS THEY WERE SO WEORD AND THE SAID DO YOU LOVE ME AND SHIT AND JT WAS SO FUNNY BUT HE LIKED HS BCS WHEN OUT CARD RAN OUT HE LET US KN THE RIDE AGAIN AND THEN TOLD US AFTER TO GO REFILL IT AND COME BACK (WE DIDNT WE WENT TO EAT CUZ ONE OF OUR KYHEE FRIENDS WAS WEIRDED OHT) BUT ME AND KNE OTHER FRIEND WENT BACK TO SAY BYE AND LIKE ISTG JM GLING BACK TO THAT PLACE JUST TO SEE HIM AGAIN LIKE HES SO FINE RAGHHHH

#૮Ꮚ ´͈ ⁄⁄`͈꒱ა . ( speech bubble ) #BAE GUVE ME A YAAR #AND WE CAN LOTTERLAYY GET MARRIED #AND WHNE ME AND THAT FRIEND WENT TO SAY BUT WE WHIPSERED WHERE IS HE #AND LILE 3 WORKERS WHI HEARD US WERE LIKE #‘HES THERE’ #LIKE DAMM ONE HR #AND U ALR TOLD EVERYONE #😉👹😉😉🔝💔👹 #(he loved me btw) #insta moots will now know what i meant by that sort and that more i left

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did you guys know my mom won’t let me read no longer human by dazai osamu bcs im too “young” (BRUV IM LITTERALLY 17 A MAN TALKING ABUT HOW HE WANTS TO KHS AND HIS LIFE IS WTV IS NOT BAD FOR MY AGE WTF)

#mother #olssss #it’s the only book i wanna read #pslpslspslspsl #and anything by the other authors i want to read from #like no #mamam #wtf🙁🙁🙁

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I LOVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YOUR THEME VEGGIES OMG I WANNA CHNAGE MINE NOW LOWK

HAHAH TY BHT NO JR THEME IS SO CUTE RAVBB

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+++ (NEW MAIL FROM: @ STELEIR ) ꘓ"៰៰꣓ : hey cutie! wanna chat?

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 : ( vegas ) fem, entp, ( 7 + 10 ) : 𝓑𝓛𝓛𝓚 + 𝓙𝓙𝓚 centered. 𝓕𝓛𝓤𝓕𝓕 + 𝓐𝓝𝓖𝓢𝓣 blog only… : ☆ ݁ ⋆ hey! please read my rules before checking out my mlist.

₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎⁉︎ . . . + 1 mail from blocked user : hey unlock me rn, not cool. i just wanted to chat:(.

( ᵕ ᵕ  ♱)ಎ : RULES ⊹ MLIST ⊹ TAGS

⋆ ۪ 𑱗𑱔ㅤ . please do not translate, copy or repost my works on any other site.

#⭒ navi #SHSHBSNABA

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this man CANNOT have the AUDACITY to GHOST ME and hmu a few weeks later like how i know you did NOT js do that

#૮Ꮚ ´͈ ⁄⁄`͈꒱ა . ( speech bubble ) #x / 5 = k / 1 =>x=5k y / 3 = k / 1 =>y=3k z / 2 = k / 1 =>z=2k x + y + z = 40 5k + 3k + 2k = 40 10k = 40 k =SUCK MA DICK

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GIRL YOURE SO CUTE

Oh srry GORHOR TO REPLY TO THIS SRRT BUT TYYY<333

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Vegas. We Need To Have A Serious Talk. WHY ARE YOU CHANGING THEMES AGAIN.