GOD'S SYNDROME

This God Syndrome, a string connecting love and lives. It's not some exaggerated, grand ideal.

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——— ❝ 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽 ❞

independent multimuse rp written by lane

includes muses from

ciconia, higurashi, umineko, and tokyo ghoul

oc & crossover friendly

like/reblog if interested in rp

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// im alive!

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Updated my theme and added Satoshi Houjou to my muse list. But she to technical difficulties there's a chance that I'll be stuck with using mobile for a verryy long time... Sorry.

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@owlcomplex

"Taki... zawa.”

Always intentional, Akira didn’t speak without thinking first. Simply getting his attention would be enough. What she hadn’t expected was for her voice to sound so shaky. Gentle. Lonely.

That’s it- she feels lonely. It’s almost a selfish feeling. She’s gained so many comrades these past years, and yet she still feels lonely. Because... That time she spent with him, working together and arguing with him... She was-- content with something. She doesn’t think she can recognize happiness at all, but she knows what content feels like- and she knows that the feeling is gone. 

Regaining composure, she clears her throat and steps forward. Her heels click against the ground in a sharp sound that hasn’t changed at all over the years. She has no right saying his name in such a nervous tone, as if she had found him on accident. She had been seeking him out for so long.  

“Takizawa.” She tries again. She sounds more sure of herself. Good. “I’m glad that I was able to reach you.” 

What is she supposed to say after that? She certainly can’t ask how he’s doing, nor does she have the heart to admit that she’s missed him. 

“Can we talk?” No, that sounds too much like business. She doesn’t care about that right now. “.... I’d like to talk to you. As friends.”

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Higurashi no Naku Koro ni Gou OP