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starter call for after i make tags……
i heard that uh! pluto is back in the com as zokukill and if you think them doing any of this shit is acceptable, you can unfollow me rn, and this goes for anyone choosing to associate w them as well
yall do realize julie ( mideoku / kaiota / shuhara ) is a whitewashing racist ( the entire hau debacle, ‘apologizing’, still using whitewashed icons ) and is rping a character who canonly uses the f slur ( kaito ) nd regularly sexualizes minors ( saihara ) and tries to make excuses ( 'not a normal school!’ ) for it right
YOU MAY BE ASKING YOURSELF, Sloth why do you have so many d.r blogs Sloth which side are you actually on, hope or despair? And to that I say, fuck if I know. But, what I do know ( which you all should’ve expected this coming ), is that this is an indie highly selective & private ENOSHIMA JUNKO from d.anga r.onpa, written by yours truly. If you’re interested in interacting please give this post a ♥ or a ⤿ and I’ll be sure to check your blog out while I set stuff up again, yeah! Thanks in advance m’dudes :’)
rottesques replied to your post:you'd look nice in a grave ♡
OwO wot this ?
❛ something you can only dream to be. ❜
you'd look nice in a grave ♡
❛ speak for yourself. ❜ he may be smiling, but it’s laced with boiling anger.
BTINCH
takes one to know one sweetie ! ♡
@beliefbled fucKER
i love all my hinata-kuns equally uvu.
don't you ever uwu me again, komaeda.
❛ uwu. ❜ how did he say that, verbally ?!?!?!
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❛ have you given that timer any more thought ... ? ❜ in all honesty, he had guessed it was simply there for intimidation. a clicking countdown to an unknown downfall. it excited him, thinking about what in the world it could be used for. ❛ we don’t have that much time, do we ... ? ❜
YO !! Shuji here, coming back to the rp fandom to give it a try again — so anyways, I had Hinata established like way back in 2014 &. now i decided to bring him back, so if ya could give this a LIKE &. REBLOG, it’d be very much appreciated !! — this muse is heavily HEADCANON based, and I go more by the SDR2 canon, not to mention I will mostly avoid the fandom due to it being a drama field atm, however I am open to new interactions so give good young ol’ shooj and their hinata some love, yeah ?? lots of love — shooj ♥
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❛ your heartbeat --- . ❜ he breathed, fingertips gently pressed against the other’s chest. it was loud. human hearts always were. loud, annoying things. your own personal ticking time bomb. everyone had one, everyone’s was bound to stop eventually. sitting like this, cross legged on his bed, facing each other --- hajime’s heartbeat was the only sound in the room. nagito’s was likely just as loud, but he couldn’t hear it over his focus on the other. fingers withdrew, hand curling into a lose fist that he then held against his chest. thump, thump, ba-thump. thump, thump, ba-thump. it was so obvious, so prominent. such an annoying thing, the heart. such a wonderful mess of pieces, directing so much emotion with simple noise. emotion that didn’t belong to it. emotion he wasn’t supposed to feel. eyes looked up at hajime, trying to make sense of the annoying sound reverberating through his chest. ❛ why is it so loud, hinata-kun ? it’s not supposed to be this loud, is it ? ❜
his voice may be laced with confusion, but the smile on his face tells another story.
HEY
❛ hinata - kun, you don’t need to yell for me. ❜ fingers cease their slow movement, sliding over an array of items sitting in the diner’s kitchen. he almost misses the calm days of nice food being here every morning, waiting for all of them. as annoying as the man was, teruteru was a splendid cook chef. more than worthy of his title, more than worthy of his death. komaeda turns, facing the other as he props the base of his palms against the counter, weight shifting to one foot. a look of thought passes his face, before he turns his eyes downwards to the floor. there’s so much he could say. there’s so much he wishes to. lips part, words slowly spilling from them. ❛ i … don’t want to die, without seeing all of you succeed, you know. i want to be useful. i want to be your guiding light, if you’ll let me. i’ll do anything, so please, please, let me help everyone while i still can. ❜