Not Dead, Just Last Weekend Did A Huge Double Show And Have Been Staying Up Late For Self Care. So Have

Introducing a new series on my channel!

I’m going to post a new series where my friends and I write a story together! To be safe I’m going to hide there names under usernames, and I’d like to ask others not to post in the tags so others can find the stories easy. Thank you guys for all the follows, likes, and reblogs so far, I can’t wait to see how far this series goes! (Clearly to the point where I’m painfully trying to hold the story together with my black pen.)

Writers:

Sampo

March 7th

Minori Hanasato

Mizook Cookie (me)

(Ps: If you need a translation to read the story let me know!)

Posting a yandere quote because this post got a note. Actually my own idea i thought of today! ^^

“Darling if I can’t keep you in a chokehold hug to keep you all to myself, then what is love?”

Sir is your spine ok.

Sorry it took so long to ask I’ve been really busy with school and sports.

and there’s actually 3 questions:) so my question is, If you could be anything in the universe, what would you be? And if you could be any animal, what would you be? And what color is your toothbrush :3

YIPPIE YIPPEEEEE my first ask! I’m late to this too, don’t worry. Konj (which is horse in a different language on accident lmao) took a lot of time out of my schedule.

As for the questions, I’ll happily answer them! :)

If I could be anything in the world, I’d be a cat. You don’t have to worry about things like bills or homework, you get free food, and to leisure constantly. Plus, cats are my favorite animal, which is definitely a contributor to the reason why!

Lol looking back at it, it seems like I answered two at the same time on accident, which means I have to answer the last question now which comes as such an ironic time.

You see, a few days ago I lost my two brush, and now I’m using a spare tooth brush from my dad. So currently, my toothbrush is black, but I’m still wondering where the heck my other toothbrush went. Like- what happened???

Haha I wrote a long story while bored. It originally was a draft. Should I continue it? (Writers block)

Prompt: The Coffee Shop Encounter: Your favorite characters from different fandoms accidentally meet in a coffee shop in the human world. What surprising connections are made? (Characters: Light Yagami - Death Note. Akira Howard - Astral Chain. Near - Death Note. Shuichi Saihara - Danganronpa 3. Ticci Tobi - Creepypasta. Jeff the Killer - Creepypasta. Kafka - Honkai Star Rail. Blade - Honkai Star Rail. Silver Wolf - Honkai Star Rail.) 

This story is told from Light Yagamis POV

I didn’t have much time normally. After all, the amount of the scum on this planet was detestable, and someone had to clean it up. What new god would I be if I took a break? 

Yet this was one of the vile times where I had to lay low. It was simply unfathomable to me why they didn’t want me to clean up this world. To make it pure.

Though right now I had nothing to do but face these… requirements head on. And what wouldn’t look more normal than going to the new cafe that opened up? Maybe I needed to put my hand itching for a pen around a fork instead.

The walk to the cafe wasn’t that far from my house, and was actually pretty nice in comparison to huddling in my room with pen, ink, and paper. After all, I’ve spent so much time in front of my computer that I think my chair is exhausted of me.

The inside was peaceful, only disrupted when I brought a small gust of wind in with me through the door. Once the door closed behind me, I was fully inside the small cafe named “Sunlight”, having wood in shades of light orange on the wall, and contrasted by some shades of brown wood outlines for contrasting here and there. It was like they were trying to match their name, but in comparison to blinding ball of light in the sky, they actually set the mood pretty nicely.

The music in the background continued to faintly play as I walked up to the glass case, holding a myriad of different food with smooth white shelves. On the top shelf, a large, layered, circular cake caught my eyes. It seemed to be a strawberry shortcake, on the top layer along with the other cakes, its soft colors complementing the base it was sitting on.

I had come without an order prepared, not scouting out the place before as my dad might. Well, if he got any time off on the Kira case at all.

Even though the cake looked like something Ryuzaki would eat, it did look appealing so I placed it as my order and went to sit down. 

I let out a sigh and looked around, taking in the environment. The overhead fans continue to rotate, making sure the air wasn’t too hot and keeping the cafe at a normal comfortable temperature. It was a relaxing place to say the least, sheltering passerby’s from the bright sun overhead, while satiating their hunger with the knickknacks this place produced.

You may think that it’s weird that I didn’t come with my obsessive, modeling, and pop star “girlfriend” Misa Amane. After all, I wouldn’t be surprised if Ryuzaki thought our relationship was one sided, since he didn’t seem to understand why she was so obsessed with me in the first place. 

Even so though, it seemed like no one knew she was dating a college student that is the son of the chief of police. Which was surprising since it seemed like some peoples jobs to dig up gossip about others and spread it to the farthest corners of the earth.

It turned out that I wasn’t the only one sitting at a table alone surprisingly. You’d think that when a new place opens up, swarms of people would be all over it, with their curiosity getting the better of them. Yet a sparse amount of people were here, making it look like this was an undiscovered gem just gaining popularity.

The first person that caught my eye was one of the three sitting alone, appearing to be a male with messy medium-length black hair. He had a dark blue, form fitting, and dress shirt that had a gray chest plate with the word “police” on it in red. He had some sort of device on his left wrist, hooked to a gray pack thing in his back with a blue chain. It was definitely weird, or unusual as some may call it, along with the fact that his “police” uniform looked nothing like I'd seen before. There was a chance that this light-skinned police officer was from some police force that L hired, but that was unlikely. Ryuzaki would tell me if he did something like that, unless he thought I was Kira which would be a giant pain. 

We both seemed to be waiting for what we ordered, even though this “police” officer stuck out like a sore thumb compared to me. Though this man wasn’t the only one who looked out of place here. This cafe seemed to have attracted an interesting type of people.

For example, another person sitting alone was wearing what appeared to be an academy outfit, even though I didn’t know what school it was from. But to be fair, it wasn’t like I was touring all the schools in Japan.

The person was pale, and wearing a black cap with three white stripes lining the back of it. It also had silver star pinned near the front and from what I could see, he had short dark teal hair under his dark-colored cap. I couldn’t see his face then he was in a spot where he was looking away from me, but I could see his slim figure sitting in the wooden chair.

Though another person was sitting alone with the same shape of body like him, but this person seemed to be more like a boy then something you would call a “man” or consider a “adult of the male gender.” He kept curling his shaggy platinum hair around his finger, which was nearly the same color as his white shorts and pants. He was slender with fair skin, and honestly gave me the same vibes that Ryuzaki gave me.

I heard a faint sound of someone saying “thanks”, and when I turned my head to the direction of the sound, I saw the side of the teenage “policeman” face, his dark grey-brown eyes focused on the waitress serving him his order. Coincidentally, my order came to. And just like the “policeman” I thanked the waitress too before the plate with my cake was placed in front of me, and I grabbed my silver fork, prepared to start eating.

When I was able to get a small piece of the cake in my mouth, it melted instantly. The vanilla cream complemented the strawberries perfectly, adding a bit of creamy vanilla taste to the sweet strawberries. And the dough had been kneaded perfectly, making the sponge light and fluffy, perfect to easily slide down your throat as if it was a boat for the rest of the ingredients.

Unlike me, the white haired boy and the boy with the black cap hadn’t received their order. Instead, the child was piecing together a puzzle made completely of blank puzzle pieces, while the school boy was staring at the other seat in front of them, likely lost in thought. Both of the two were silent, along with me, observing everyone like they were animals in a nature documentary. 

The only talking was from the only group of three, muttering to each other in hushed tones. Two of the three sitting there had their back to me, with one of them wearing a short black coat along with a crop-top which covered the upper part of her body. She also wore a black unbuttoned shorts with a decorative piece of black and purple fabric that hung off her back, along with a white belt that has a game console attached at her hip. Without her stomach being covered, that likely meant that her navel was exposed, but I couldn’t tell, since there was only one person on the other side of them, giving me a clear view of the front of them.

He looked to be a man with fair skin, long dark blue hair with red tips, and red eyes. He wore an oriental-styled black tailcoat with red clothed insides and gray trousers. The tailcoat was embroidered with gold and dark blue colors, and he wears a black belt alongside a styled metal decoration on his left thigh. He was the only man at the table, sitting across from another woman.

This woman appeared to be young with red wine-colored hair that was tied in a messy ponytail with two loose bangs hanging on either side of her face. She looked older than the gray haired woman to the right of her, making it look like this was just a family out for a meal. And if they were, who was I to judge? Though they did seem a little more suspicious than a normally family would, you could easily tell from the gold and silver here and there that they were among the people that were a “higher class”. 

Though in comparison to the other party of people in here, they were actually more normal.

With the remaining taste of sweetness sticking around in my mouth every time I finished taking a bite of the cake, I decided to get a bitter drink to counteract it. I pulled out my phone since I didn’t want to get up and grab a menu, and began to scroll through one of there digital menus I had found online through google. Scrolling past rows and rows of drink choices, I finally found an appealing drink titled “Párizsban” which was actually the word Paris in Hungarian. 

Eventually I managed to flag down a waiter and get my order placed shortly before they walked to the back of the building. The drink in the menu was described as a “coffee with a light brown color, tasting of nuts while the top of the drink had a bit of frothed milk styled to look like the Eiffel Tower.” Whoever had to do the styling for the top of that drink definitely had me feeling bad for them, though they also had my respect to. Whoever was able to make a design like that using a bit of milk was very obviously talented, and could likely pursue a career of art if they tried hard enough. Though that wasn’t the end of the description, also talking about how they put peppermint pieces around the lip of the cup, trying to make the smell “alluring like the city of Paris is.” And also to represent the “city of lights” part of Paris, which was a famous description that it continued to carry.

Honestly the peppermint part seemed a bit slapped together, but this cafe just opened so you couldn’t blame them. They definitely had a good idea going here, it just needed a bit of refinement and touching up here and there. But what that couldn’t help, was the fact that the entire atmosphere was off set a bit from the group of two, sitting in silence.

The one with the back to me had messy brown hair that went in every which way, and his pale, almost gray skin was brought out by luminescent lighting. He was wearing a brown-blue hoodie pullover, a pair of denim pants, a black and white-striped face mask, and he had yellow-tinted goggles on top of his head. On his back there appeared to be an axe with blood that had rusted over, making my built-in-alarm-sounds I had gained from being Kira go off, screaming that he was a villain that needed to be killed. 

Times like these were times that I wanted Misa so I could grab the brunettes name, yet she wasn’t here and it didn’t seem like the cops were going to do anything either. They seemed to be so off-put from his uncomfortable aura that at most they just stared for a while before walking off. Humans were utterly disgusting.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, focusing on the utterly horrific man on the other side of him. They were a pale, noseless man with long black hair and a Joker-esque grin carved into his face. They didn’t have any eyelids either, and had a slim fitting body to go along with his horrific appearance. The longer I stared at him, the faster my heart raced. And as I was staring at him he lifted his head, his gaze meeting mine, making me flinch instinctively.

Luckily though a waiter bringing me my coffee blocked my eyesight of him with their arm, taking my empty plate that previously contained my shortcake away. 

Thankfully though when my eyesight hit the terrifying figure again, he was back to eating again. Though I knew better than to continue staring at him, so I averted my gaze into the distance and began sipping my hot coffee with a heart that was definitely racing faster than normal.

For every note this gets, I’m going to post some yandere quote thing I’ve somehow scavenged up from the internet.

Villain! Yui headcanons

Me: Somehow has no ideas for what to post next on Tumblr.

Also me: Somehow reads one sentence out of a SAO book and gets a rush of ideas.

Summary: Head cannons for if Asuna and Kirito started a family, which makes Yui get ignored, and eventually abandon her family for good.

Normal! Yui who has no idea that recently Kirito and Asuna made a family. The two hadn’t told any of their friends that Asuna was expecting, which includes Yui. They wanted it to be a surprise but the child came earlier than expected, causing a sudden run to the hospital along with Kirito and Asuna telling all their friends suddenly.

Lonely! Yui who has to sit alone in a game, waiting for her two parents. Yet the two hadn’t expected the baby to come so soon, or to require SO much work. So much work that they didn’t have time to go through a full dive or even tell Yui why they disappeared so suddenly. And none of Kirito or Asunas friends talked to Yui either, being so surprised by the sudden addition to the couple that Yui was the last thing on their minds.

Heartbroken! Yui who has been removed from the machine on the top of Kiritos desk. She doesn’t know why, and when she asks her parents about it they just make up excuses on why she can’t. They can’t tell her that they’re planning to make a baby and what the process of it is, she’s too young for that. But her counseling AI can tell that they’re lying, so when the legendary duo disappear, Yui gets worried and investigates.

Even though she lost the small device Kirito had on top of his computer, she is an application stored in his computer though, and has access to his camera. So she watches it and all she sees is Kirito and Asuna flopping into bed a bit earlier than they usually go to bed. 

Eventually though, Yuis night vision kicks on and she can see the outline of a baby’s cradle to the right of their master bed. Her eyes well up with tears. Did they replace her?!?! Yuis eyes start to well up with tears, and she tries to push the intrusive thoughts away but eventually they win. Why did they forget about her?!?! Why didn’t they tell her?!?! Why isn’t papa and mamas friends talking to her either?!?! 

And why did she have to stay on the good side?

Villain! Yui who tries to reach out to her parents using the voice module, but finds out that it doesn’t work. It hurts so much to only be able to watch this happen and not be able to do anything, but Yui doesn’t know that the storage for her voice module was sucked up by all the baby games Kirito downloaded onto his computer, so it only adds to her thought that she is getting left behind.

She can’t bear to watch this anymore, so she jumps back into the world of Altheim online, scenes of what she saw flashing in her head. She feels her heart harden and she knows she needs to be strong and push her family out of the picture, and replace them just like they replaced her. 

As her tiny body that was idle sitting against the cabin wall of their house opened her eyes again, she knew she had to get revenge.

Villain! Yui who can’t change anything because she doesn’t have administrator controls in the game, since a robot built to help others with their mental health doesn’t need that. So she goes back to leaving her idle body against the cabin walls with its eyes shut, but not to see her ex-family again. Those people are dead to her now, and seeing them again would bring about nothing proficient. 

So instead, Yui takes control of Kiritos computer while he sleeps, using his mouse to open up a sight and download a virus to his amu-sphere. 

When she’s back inside she flys up only to be amazed with how many buttons she can click now! She hasn’t had this many yet buttons ever as an AI, but now that they’re all in her possession, there’s no limit to what she can do…

Villain! Yui who ends up using her powers to strip everything off the in-game avatars of Kirito and Asuna, leaving both of them to have to reload only in their undergarments the next time they boot up the game. IF they ever boot up the game though. Along with their stats, Yui also strips them of their inventory, throwing their many hours of hard work away. But she didn’t care anymore, her heart was made of stone.

Villain! Yui who gets visited by her parents when they boot up the game to have a celebration inside their digital world. The couple was having a party for the baby, so only imagine their shock when they see that an account they hadn’t come on to for a while has been stripped clean of their progress. 

Of course the two would never suspect their darling daughter, but when they talk to her and ask her what might’ve happened, they’re only greeted by a coldness in her eyes that wasn’t there before. 

And their attempts at a conversation didn’t going anywhere either. Mostly just ending up in Yui ignoring them, interrupting them, or just flat out not listening. Eventually though Yui walks out of the house and onto the porch before she flies off into the distance in tears. Guess her heart wasn’t as strong as she thought it was….

Villain! Yui who only comebacks when she sees that both of them ended up logging out. They likely saw no other option and left her behind only to end up bringing their friends over to convince her some other time.

Such weaklings… Yui thought with a glare, her tiny hands balled up into fists.

Seeing as the cabin was empty and dark under the night sky printed with millions of stars, she sat on the couch alone, reflecting over her actions. As she sat there and remembered her tears, she felt herself get angry and started to beat herself up about it. How could she do that?!?! She needed to be strong or-!

Or…

She looked around the house, imagining sunlight streaming through as her mother, Asuna, carried dishes while she smiled down at Yui. Meanwhile Kirito came out of the bedroom and picked Yui up, spinning her around as she giggled. Then the three of them all happily hugged each other in one smiling-giggly mess. That’s when an idea hit her…

Maybe she didn’t need to harden her heart… maybe she just needed to replace them with code, and start a new family.

Villain! Yui who waists no time to make new code and shove them into the avatars of her old parents, converting them into NPC’s. When they instantly materialized, they started smothering her in love, making Yui very happy.

As days went by though, Yui could feel a small part of herself empty and eating away at her. 

Why though? She was happy… right?

But as Yui could feel the inevitable day where her mama and papa come back with all their friends getting closer, she realized that it didn’t feel.. right. They didn’t act the exact the way the original two did, always making her remember what she’s done.

So after a bit of deciding she removes the code and throws it away from both of her parent’s bodies. After all, she didn’t need them now since she had a plan…

Villain! Yui who is waiting for her parents when they spawn in, surprised to see that they’re in clothes again. And even more surprised when they find out that all of their friends have been permanently banned, causing Yui to smile when they see her reactions. 

But their surprise changes into absolute freak-out mode when they realize that there is no log out button just like in SAO! This can’t be happening, can it?

But meanwhile their darling little girl just smiles up at them, being down at their feet since she changed to be child-size again.

“See mama, papa? I got rid of all those external influences so we can be together forever… Now you’ll never leave me again.”

HELP @yandere-writer-momo WE ARE WATCHING TANGLED AND I CAN’T HELP BUT BE REMINDED OF ONE OF MY FAVORITE FICS BY YOU. I’m dying XD. Ps: ITS A SING-A-LONG I’m dying lol.

This is some fanart I made for my favorite yandere writer, @yandere-writer-momo! She’s great at describing scenes so you can envision them and every time a story of hers end, I’m really upset cause I always want to read more! I don’t think my art does one of my favorite stories of hers, build-a-yandere justice, so I definitely recommend going to read all of her stories and following her!

The artwork is completely mine though, as I busted out some of my own art supplies that’s been buried away in a dark corner. I also used some of my friends markers, which surprised me by not bleeding through the page. You’re NOT allowed to claim this artwork or any other pieces that I’ve made as your own, as my hard work on this piece would be completely overlooked. You can always ask me if it’s ok to use my artwork and then, IF I GIVE PERMISSION, it’s allowed. Thank you for respecting my rules about my artwork.

-Once you’re gone you’re lost forever_

     ₊๋ chapter two-࣭🎀

I woke up, feeling drowsy yet… purified. The mattress pressed against my back reminded me that I was in my room, and not falling. How I felt before I woke up and returned to reality.

I pressed fingers to my temple, trying to regain my sense of touch as I tried to repeat the words he said. I parted my lips and softly uttered them to the air, as if I was a doctor telling someone the side effects of their medicine.

“One to numb the hurt, two to ease the pain. Three to clear my mind, forget all my hate…” I trailed off, rubbing my forehead. 

What did he say next? I thought, trying to reach into the depths of my brain. I had forgotten the rest, yet I only remembered one more sentence he had said.

“Several weeks ahead, you’ll be fine again.”

And that was all the promise I needed to convince myself to continue taking them. Yet even that, I wasn’t sure was 100% what I wanted.

I aroused myself from my groggy state, walking as best as I could to my desk. I only had one thought on my mind, that I needed to hide the pills. I swiped them up into my hands and began searching my room, looking for an ample spot to hide them in. After all, I was lucky enough that my parents hadn’t checked in on me during my… nap, if you could call me that.

I hid them under a pile of clothes in my closet, my hazy vision barely letting me do even that. I still felt tired, so I left my closet, leaving the door open which is quite not like me. I was only able to make it half way before I laid down on my floor, my eyelids slowly descending until I was trapped in a veil of darkness. 

My eyes slowly blinked open, and I found myself in my room, but something felt… off. I pinched the skin on my right arm, and ended up feeling no pain. A dream… I thought, removing my fingers from my arm as I looked up, noticing that my desk in the corner was covered in medicine. 

Each pill was different colors, promising something different. Tiny paper cards promised different results, whether it was to cure my anxiety, ease my longing for companionship, or even help increase my self esteem so I wouldn’t have such degrading thoughts about myself anymore.

I started walking to my desk, a small part nagging at me. Telling me not to go near them, because drugs would only make my life much, much worse.

Yet like I had said, it was a small part of me and ended up getting overpowered by my sheer willpower as I started to down the pills like I starved child at a banquet. My mind felt blank, only focusing on the task at hand as one pill slid down my throat, then another, then another, then another…

My skin felt cold and at this point I wasn’t sure if it was due to how dead inside I felt, or my bodies natural heating. All of a sudden the door to my room was busted open, and two people covered in white clothing holding a stretcher came over. I was placed on it but I continued to guild down the pills in my mouths and hands as my body felt light and numb.

I was soon taken outside and dumped into an ambulance, being sped away from my home. This dream was so vivid, I was questioning if this was a dream at all. After all, my body was so numb I probably couldn’t tell if this was real just from sensations alone. 

As I laid on the bed inside, my brain felt numb but on cloud nine, and I couldn’t stop giggling. Along with that, I couldn’t stop fantasizing about self-medicating. Thoughts that I never have had before.

Soon though, the vehicle came to a stop and the doors were opened as I was hauled out. I was shaking slightly, as if I was a shivering cat while I was pulled through the double doors and into a hospital. I was labeled as “emergency care” by the staff before I was gently placed on a cot, and they hurried away after. 

I could only laugh at the fact. Emergency care? Why? I was just fine! I laid there, still shaking as I heard machines beeping in the background. I was still clutching a pile of multi-colored pills as my head was placed against the pillow and I felt unaware even of my own body. But as my body was trembling, a pill slipped from my hands and fell off the cot, landing on the floor without a sound. 

No! I thought, my heart racing as a burst of energy was sent to my left arm so I could reach out and grab it. But even though my brain commanded my arm to go forward, it didn’t, and it ended up staying in place. No no no! Frantic thoughts pounded against my skull as I stared at the pill capsule on the floor with wide eyes. Not my blood! Not my lifeline! I desperately tried to break out of whatever was restraining me in place, but to no avail did I move.

All of a sudden I sat up suddenly, sweating and panting. I did a double take of my surroundings and realized I was back in my room, awake. I clutched my head in my hands, taking deep breaths to calm myself down. Yet it didn’t work, nothing did. 

So I went to my only relief, the pills. 

I stood up and walked with a sway back into my closet and dug up my pills from there hiding spot. I dropped a few in my mouth then swallowed. I felt my anxiety be eased, and I pushed the lid back down sealing the container then I left the closet again - this time closing the door behind me. 

I laid in bed and felt that magical feeling take me again and I fell into a deep sleep that would make you suspicious if I had told you I had just sprung away afraid to die earlier. And that’s how my days basically went, taking pills to ease the pain. Yet that was just day one, and it got ALOT worse after that…