"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
JVL
if i look back, i am lost
Sade Olutola
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Stranger Things
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Acquired Stardust
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Not today Justin
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@kibcu
komaru sticks her tongue out at makoto (from surculus. obviously)
“Is something wrong, Komaru?” he didnt think he did anything wrong to deserve the tongue, but he could never tell with her. “Something on your mind?”
@hopepeaked
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I think everyone should make a post with just a ❤ and let mutuals comment on the post with nice things :’)
things makoto naegi somehow survived
dr1
getting punched directly in the head by mondo oowada, somehow sustained not even a bruise
a junko execution meant to crush him into literal mush
literal? starvation? like he almost died of starvation
dr2
somehow meeting 15 serial killers who knew who he was bc he killed junko didnt elicit any important flags
how did 0/15 attempt a murder
u were all so close
dr3
a direct hit in the gut from sakakura juzo, known to kill people in one hit
2 direct hits from sakakura juzo, yhe second one being his fucking head
munakata literally beating the shit out of him during his despair rage
a lot of bullets? like he only got hit once???
a suicide video meant to dRIVE HIM INTO MADNESS
WHO IS HE
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
i hope this works but i wrote another chapter in my fic so here go read it im a human pile of trash
auctes:
“ yeah . a - and i’m trying to stop the noxious gangrene from polluting my entire vascular system before it’s too late . ”
“Can’t you say, like.... one night thing about Togami-kun? I know you don’t like him, but... We all have to work with him.”
“I mean... Togami-kun has said some... pretty mean things to me before. I know he’s just, y’know, being him, but it sometimes bugs me when he doesn’t realize that sometimes those things he says kinda hurts unless you’re, like, sort of used to it... I don’t think he appreciates things sometimes, and.. Well... He’s kind of stuck up... I feel like I get nowhere with him sometimes, especially when he says he doesn’t trust me and stuff...”
“Yeah... He’s kind of an asshole.”
auctes:
“ amputate . ”
“Fukawa-san! I’m trying to be nice!”
“Togami-kun may be a bit of a.... well, stinky foot, but he’s our stinky foot. We all need feet, right?”
“ I - IS THIS A SYSTEMATIC ATTACK ? ” ( credit . )
if you launch my squishies im gonna fuckin launch you
auctes:
no pause for solace / nor consideration on part of either of them , evidently . her spine unfurls ————— straightens like cooling iron , and she feels her skin temper to the tong of makoto’s … assertion .
“ … wh - what are they giving you ..? ” she follows the swooping u - bend of the i. v. : wrist to station , and the steady flow of crazy through it . “ how out of it are you ? re - open that ————— the death trap ? ”
all at once . ( as immediate as the cold sweat ————— the shuddering shoulders . the woman who shares her bed enfolding them like a dust cover . ) morning heartache & evenings of remembrance .
everything they lost .
“ oh , yeah ! great idea , makoto ! that’s e - exactly what everyone needs right now … we’ll ————— polish the floorboards , scrape all the blood off of everything ————— good as new ! for anyone who’s not dead ! ”
it was the expected reaction. the idea was reckless, dangerous, and all around stupid. they all had gone with his ideas up until now. to save 15 murderers, to erase their memories, to hide everything. his idiotic ideas led them to this point. fukawa had a point, calling the place a death trap. it was a place of darkness for them, a place they thought they’d never have to return to. inside those halls unspeakable horrors were witnessed, and the remains of that place lingered with them until this day.
but, makoto had this gut feeling. hope’s peak was NEEDED to put this world back in order. there was still a light there, a light that someone out there admired. the school was a symbol of prosperity and hope for so long... if it stood once more, would the world change alongside it?
“I... know it’s stupid.” he closed his eyes for a second, trying to figure out how he wanted to express his feelings. “But... I want to go back there. Even if it’s scary... I think we all need a place we can call home now. A place... Somewhere we can all come back to and be together... With everyone. And...” He stopped, feeling himself get worked up a bit. Calming himself, he let out a deep breath.
“If we want to... focus on the future now... It’s sort of selfish to only think of ours. That’s... why I think Hope’s Peak is important. Because.. Because it can give people something to hold onto. I think if there’s a place like that, then the world will... Well, it’ll be the start of something normal, maybe.”
sure, I don’t get a “healthy” amount of sleep like SOME PEOPLE do but can they do THIS *stands up, blacks out for a second*
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ill get to the character questions soon
having to answer 5+ each ask is sometimes a lot oof
Your RP partners are not toys. They’re people. People with emotions, with their set of morals and with their own personal issues.
Your RP partners are not gods. And they should not be treated as such. No one is untouchable, everyone has folly and makes mistakes.
Your RP partners are HUMAN. Please treat them as such.
auctes:
she knows full and well what happened —— no way to sidestep that sinkhole of clerical strife , as exemplified by ( whatever remains of ) the departments being up in arms . intensive care is crawling with it : that omnipresent , ever - lingering despondency . ( towa , but the bodies still twitch . )
weary within her right , she rolls her eyes ; cranes to the bedside to apprehend his water , holding it flush under his face . her arm —— once dominant , now struggling for it —— seizes . “ days is an understatement . try years . ” all of them torturous . all of them worth it . they’re together .
“ but … don’t mention it . your sister , i mean . sh - she’s a handful , but —— a capable one . she was taking care of me , half the time . ” a rough estimate ; a lock of hair budged from her face . blow for blow , the two of them . “ just —— what are we meant to do from here ? ”
Makoto didn’t respond right away. For a moment, he laid there still, forcing himself to not let his emotions suddenly get the best of him. Fukawa’s reassurances were something he wanted to hear. He was forever in debt to her. She took care of his family, all he had left on this Earth. She watched over her, protecting her and letting her grow, strong and capable. There were so many things he wanted to say in that moment, but all of them would end in him just... letting his mask shatter.
But, he finally spoke up, his free hand gripping tightly onto the sheet underneath it. “Really... Thank you.” He repeated, going silent quickly. Any more and it’d break the dam.
Her question gave him a moment to think. There were so many things they all had to do now, with the Foundation in shambles. But... Makoto didn’t really feel the need to concern himself with that. They had all told him to get some rest, to take a break. IT gave him time to think about what he wanted. He let out a soft chuckle.
“It... might be a crazy idea...” He began, slowly turning his head to meet Fukawa’s eyes, “But... I kind of wanna try and reopen Hope’s Peak Academy... I think.”
