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returning 2 my roots <3

sauna♨

ive_never_seen_that_rope_before_in_my_life.mp3

i might spam a bit for a while i have SO MUCH TO SHARE!!!

I'm thinking ab making charms/stickers what are we thinking squad

"Even if I wanted you to forgive me, I really hope you won't."

Chapter 11: The darkness, Amalgamate by DoctorHaifisch or @jamieprimack on tumblr

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OMG GUYS THIS FIC LITERALLY MADE ME SCEECH OUT LOUD WHILE READING IT, ITS SO GOOD!!!!

This scene in particular is one of my many favourites, honestly I have too many favourites..

I'm probably wrong but I like to imagine this scene with Kokichi slow increase in his wardrobe as to sort of depict Kaitos slow succumb to the darkness with the way he views Kokichi becomes increasingly negative because Kokichi, to him is becoming increasingly incomprehensible and antagonistic..

Idk how to really explain that but yeah..

Tldr; this fic has driven me MAD

[hugs 2] here we go. gonta-centric! gonta and kaede for @g0nta-g0kuhara gonta and kokichi for @kokichiblanket

Thinking about those accidental deaths...

kazuhina cringe compilation

I don't know why this AU is so funny to me.

AU: Kokichi is an AI that was made for the 53rd killing game but he went rogue.

Not used to this just yet

soulmate au | nagito x reader (wip)

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summary: in a world where every nickname, adjective, and description used for your soulmate is inked onto your skin, you haven’t had a single kind word written on you in years.

content: derogatory language, self esteem issues, implied bullying/abuse

wordcount: 1.5k

notes: eyyyy technically my tumblr writing debut? not that it’s a very grand one. this is a very old wip that i thought i may as well get out there. enjoy??? maybe???

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The first nickname appears when you’re five years old.

It’s a graceful, scrawling cursive printed just above your heart. Ribbons of ink curled over your skin as if you’d taken a pen and scribbled across your chest.

You can’t read it, of course. Can only trace the lettering with clumsy fingers and wide eyes, warmth tingling beneath your fingertips as if an electric current thrummed beneath your skin. And in the most simple of ways you know this is yours.

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