"waow I Really Wanna Be This Persons Friend.." Continues To Not Talk To Them But Likes Every Single One

when i was a kid i used to respond to the "glass half full/half empty" question by asking how the liquid in the glass got there in the first place. nobody ever gave me a chance to explain my reasoning so i'm doing it now

if you have a glass and it has some liquid in it, up to the halfway line, whether it is empty or full depends on what happened before the question was asked. if you started with a full glass and poured half out until only half remained, the glass is half empty, because if you continued pouring it would be fully empty. however, if you started with an empty glass and poured liquid from another container into the glass up to the halfway line, the glass is half full because if you continued pouring it would be all the way full. logical, no?

i was 13 years old when somebody finally told me it was supposed to be some kind of optimism/pessimism thing. i always thought it was a riddle that nobody let me solve

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Kokichi sketch page! I like him a normal amount

"you don't like mpreg?" i don't even like fpreg

He’s such a housewife

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The bright, illuminating moon had cast down upon the gazebo that Shuichi and Kaede had sat under to talk about sweet nothings to whisk away the night sky.

“I'm glad that we met.. Even if the circumstances were not ideal..” Kaede said quietly, averting her gaze from her fidgeting hands to meet with Shuichi’s eyes. How sweet her eyes were, it was to die for.

"Yeah.. If we ever get out of here, I’d be happy to stay as friends. I don't know what I would do without you, to be honest” Shuichi admitted, a light shade of pink began to cast on the detective’s features unwillingly. In a haste, he switched his gaze to look at his now fidgeting hands to hide his face, only then to be lifted again by the gentle hand of the ultimate pianist.

“Shuichi, don't ever hide your face. I can't see all of you without you looking at me.” again with the softest gaze of the most beautiful of eyes, he began to stare all speechless and flustered.

“I.." Shuichi was about to talk until he got interrupted by Kaede.

“Let me play you a song, Shuichi.” she finally took her hand away from his chin that held it with pride to now grab at his hands, and lifted him up with ease. They walked over to a piano that seemed way too close to where they were originally at, and he saw her sit down to glaze her fingers over the keys of the piano, assuming that she was getting ready to play.. But.. That never happened.

“Kaede? Is something wrong-?” again, interrupted in a haste, the light that had shunned from the moon had suddenly disappeared, and all there was left was a tiny light casting down on the same piano with Kaede nowhere to be seen.

Shuichi looked around, even doing a 108 desperate to find Kaede, but she was nowhere. She was gone.

“.. Kaede?" Shuichi nervously called out. He hoped to see her come out of the shadows and yell out “gotcha!" or to even just hear her voice that she was there still, but that didn't happen. He was left with the piano in front of him. He slowly walked up to the piano, growing scared and paranoid. Walking slowly to savor the anticipating silence that Kaede forced Shuichi to engulf in. Can I really be alone again after all that?

When he reached the piano, he stuck out his hand to glaze the keys like how Kaede did before disappearing, and out of nowhere, something quick had dropped down above him, startling him to the ground. He stared in horror.

“K-Kaede!” Shuichi yelled out. What he saw was the Ultimate Pianist hanging by the neck from a rope, with the tips of her shoes touching the keys as she swung from side to side. She looked lifeless, yet she was looking straight at Shuichi with sorrowful eyes, and almost guilt.. But not her own.

It took everything for Kaede to muster out a few words to Shuichi, leaving him stunned.

“You.. Did this Shuichi.. You.." Kaede whispered loud enough for the detective to hear, repeating those words over and over for Shuichi to go insane.

“No.. No, I- you told me to reveal the truth! You.. I?..“ Shuichi was tearing up now. The lump that quickly formed in his throat left him to stutter and crack with the words that tried to come out of his mouth.

But Kaede didn't protest. She just said those same words over and over, leaving Shuichi in a puddle of his own dirty guilt. His hat was in front of him, as well as documents of past conversations from the first trial. All around it felt like everything was turning against him, like it was his fault for Kaede’s death.

“Y-youre wrong.." Shuichi said, holding his head in his hands.

But Kaede kept repeating the words, “you did this Shuichi.. You did this.."

“Stop it.. Just stop." Shuichi was utterly defeated in this overwhelming doom of guilt. Why did he become a detective?

After some time, her words seemed to fade away, leaving him in the dark, seemingly alone. Until he heard Kaede say once more, “let me play you.. A song, Shuichi." Kaede tiredly said, causing Shuichi to lift his head up to look at her in surprised confusion.

He saw her move slowly by the rope, moving to the correct key to play the famous song, “Der Flohwalzer” just like she was forced to play during her execution.

It was played slow, and gently, like it was being played by a professional. As the music continued, he saw Kaede’s face turn blue, then purple. Her eyes bulged out, and her sweat was seen on her forehead. She struggles with the rope to try and set herself free, but the pulling on the rope each second causes her body to start over, gradually getting more tired as she fights to stay alive. Never missing a key either.

Shuichi was petrified. He scrambled to his feet to run towards her, but something was pulling him back.

“No! Kaede!” Shuichi yelled out, holding out his arm in a desperate plea to set her free from her demise.

Kaede looked at him terrified, and scared. But even though she was scared, she wore a smile for Shuichi.

“You really are a detective, huh? Shuichi?" as her final words floated around his head, her body finally went limp, showcasing her lifeless body once and for all. The bind that held Shuichi seemed to stop working as he ran towards her, and held her close. Looking at him in disbelief.

“No.. No-no NO! don't go.. Please!” Shuichi cried out, as tears and snot came out, he held her near the entire time. Clinging to her body. He wanted her to come back. Just one more time, he would want to hear her voice again.

"Why?.. Oh God, WHY!” Again, Shuichi yelled. Begging in silence for Kaede to come back.

After some silence, he felt a twitch from Kaede’s arm, and he looked up at her mistakenly. He saw Kaede’s eyes looking at him once again, but it was of hatred. She didn't wear a smile this time. All there was, was hate. She had suddenly clung onto him, leaving him startled.

"Save me..” Kaede whispered. Barely enough for Shuichi to hear.

"W-What?-”

"Save me, goddammit!” she shouted at him, shaking him from back and forth, never once stopping the motion.

"I-I don't know how!” Shuichi yelled back, terrified with how Kaede looked now, unrecognizable with her unfamiliar features from the choking.

“SAVE ME!! SAVE ME GODDAMMIT!" she yelled, getting bigger. The size difference was overwhelmingly present in Shuichi's eyes.

Then out of nowhere, Kaede grew more and more unrecognizable, like something contouring her out of her original state. Repeating the words, “save me! Save me goddammit!" getting louder and louder for her words to be stuck in Shuichi’s head.

All Shuichi could do was close his eyes and cover his ears, yelling in agony. Swinging his head from side to side, he tried to drown out the words, but to no avail, could he silence the shouting.

With one last shout from Kaede that was louder than the rest, it finally stirred Shuichi out from his stressful slumber. With a loud gasp, he quickly sat up, his chest heaving.

He looked around, trying to find any similarities with his new surroundings. Tv with speakers, desk, a very plain and somewhat uncomfy bed.. The dark walls.. Oh right. He was at school still, but this time he was just sleeping.. Was it just a dream? No.. It still happened, but that.. That was a dream. He put his hand on his forehead in disbelief, trying to distract his mind from that nightmare.

“What.. Time is it?” he said slowly. He checked the clock to see that it was a little before the announcements would normally start.

“It's probably for the best not to try any more sleep than I already have.." Shuichi said with a sigh.

Today does not seem like a good day. With the first class trial already over, everyone is in a heap of utter fear. These school days are only gonna get worse.

He keeps a pair in his pocket for when he goes boy kissing

Guys Kaito doesn't wear socks that means he totally likes men

“What if” nah this is canon now

So what if Kaito was a Sonic Kid and his favorite games were SA1 and SA2 and he loved raising chao. His favorite character is ofc Sonic but he adores Tails. Maybe that's even where he got the "hero + side kick" shtick and why he has the specific view of Heros Like Him helping their Sidekicks Grow and become their Best Selves.

"Man, I sure do love being alive!" exclaimed Kokichi.

"Hello" said the hydraulic press.