UNBREAK MY HEAAAAART, SAAAAY YOU LOVE ME AGAIN... UNDO THIS HURT THAT YOU CAUSED WHEN YOU THREW ME IN JAIL AND MADE OUT WITH A SHAAAARK
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UNBREAK MY HEAAAAART, SAAAAY YOU LOVE ME AGAIN... UNDO THIS HURT THAT YOU CAUSED WHEN YOU THREW ME IN JAIL AND MADE OUT WITH A SHAAAARK
“At this rate, I doubt I’ll be the only one… Haha.”
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nuuku said:6 6D Fukami Wadanoharasta !! ´ u `
tear a blade across their throat. claw at their skin until all you see is red. rip at their being until you both drop dead. they will never hurt as much as you did.
go ahead and break my heart. I’d break your bones, but even then, you wouldn’t have suffered as much as I have
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☠ @memocaseagull
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Daybreak waits for no creature in a sea run by forced labor for all, so with an authority thrust onto him by the stern princess in mind, he must act the demanded role for her honor.
A draconian adviser to a tyrant such as his ruler is typically tasked to knock on the doors of those who dwell in her palace. He dislikes the idea of socializing with many who serve her due to the often crass behavior demonstrated, but his best intentions are to do anything for Mikotsu and Wadanohara despite his often immediate disinclinations when the demands on both ends pile up to orders he finds terribly uncomfortable...
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One of his tentacles drifts up from beneath red satin to curl then insistently beat on the seagull's bedroom door. He will not waste his breath on rousing Memoca from slumber. Fukami idly assumes that the bird will know better than to rest in too late.
Hopefully, his suspicions would not turn out wrong.
I LOVE YOU ;; ALWAYS HAD, ALWAYS WILL. come BACK // BACK TO ME, DON’T GO.
YOU… YOU SERVED LORD MEIKAI, THEN WENT ON TO BETRAY US!
I’LL NEVER… NEVER FORGIVE YOU!
TRAITOR ! TRAITOR !
“It’s a Big Bad World outside”
Indie Dolphi (WatGBS) written by Lora
Could you draw some fukawada, pretty please?
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Fukami will never get over how exceptional he feels under Princess Mikotsu's rule. Corruption's blissful rapture is extraordinary for a servant who once never felt so much happiness and selfishness all at once. His interactions with the denizens leave him feeling satisfied, his brain is not as filled with the socially induced self-loathing that made him ache months prior, and he feels so much more freedom to do whatever he wants. His state is like a constant high, and this never fails to create a bright smile no matter where he ventures.
This freedom has allowed his ego to develop. His personality has new edges, but they're only shallow blades that lack experience in cutting the unsuspecting. He wants to test their dullness. He wants to make his new self sharper.
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"Hello, Idate."
Yes, the orca would make for a delightful experiment. Fukami is no fool, though. He knows the torturer is cunning enough to see him through. He is also one of the only "allies" he has internal issues with being around. There's just something about Idate that he really doesn't like... Any fabrications he presents have high prospects of not going unchecked. After all, Idate is sharper than him, for the moment at least.
Fukami avoids the whale's domineering physical presence by skimming on by. "Sal has new recruits for you," he swiftly lies.
In truth, the task had been assigned to him. But if he could somehow get away with convincing someone else to assume a task so seemingly mediocre, the flighty kraken would play his chances.
“Bitch.”
@gougery
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“If you have a death wish, just say it.”
@gougery liked this for a starter !
Every word she says still carries the tone of bells, the soft tinking of windchimes in a slight breeze; it’s one of the few things that remain unchanged about her, in a world where she’s all but herself, dyed red by brutality, against her wishes.
Even if it was her choice, though, would she have chosen this sea? Would this be her chosen fate, against all other options? There’s no one to ask that question for her, though, and she certainly won’t ask it herself.
She can’t.
“Fukami! How are you today?”
Her voice holds innocence she no longer knows, happiness that she no longer has the ability to hold. That right was stripped away with her dignity, with her old self, by Sal. Still, her steps hold a bounce in them, reminiscent of what once was; of what will never be again.
Her voice alone makes the adviser croon in his lonesome, for she is the one song he will never get over. The curses on his hearts and mind can only do so much to combat the feelings of attachment he has for the witch in red, though they derive from a lifetime locked away. He can not remember when she was blue. He can not recall a time when she wasn't dancing and singing with the ambassador.
Nevertheless, Fukami does his best to prance close behind. Perhaps his backup vocals can one day support her through the trials that come with being near a dangerous man like Sal...
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He bows his head in respect when her visage appears before him. In his eyes, she looks just as jovial as when he first met her. He no longer knows what true happiness looks like on the sweet little witch passing him by. He never will.
"Good evening, your majesty," he greets softly.
His hands fold across one another as he brings them to his front. "I'm fine," Fukami easily lies as always.
"More importantly, though, how are you?"
Indie Rock; Private and Selective:
Written by MR.Ray !
NEVER WANTED TO DANCE WITH NO BODY BUT YOU !