#bsd reference

[fangz2sweet]

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I just told some guy I killed thirty five people including my parents and he responded "a mere 35?" get me out of here twin

[la--camilla]

Hehe..... Its.... Its my b-day guys :durr_smirk:

Look at me, look at my baby, hehehhehehe >///< im quite happy today :]

[void-exe2001]

I drew on my headphones:) AND ITS ALREADY SCRAPING OFF??!!

ok, I know, I used 20 riyal markers….but still!!

oh btw I put references! See if u can find them!

[depressedechoes]

A Hurtful Absence

I saw your shadow in the glass,

A flicker from some distant past.

Your voice, a whisper in my head,

Still louder than the things you said.

You left like war—abrupt and cold,

With stories neither of us told.

I begged you once to fucking stay,

You smiled and slowly walked away.

You always said you'd die alone,

But dragged me down to share your throne.

A king of thorns, a crown of pain—

I wore it all and took the blame.

The room still smells like smoke and you,

Like blood and things we never do.

I screamed your name until it bled—

But ghosts don't answer once they're dead.

I hated how you made me feel,

Then missed the way you made it real.

Your touch, your laugh, that damn regret,

A song I wish I could forget.

I hold your coat, the fraying sleeve,

Still soaked in nights you wouldn’t leave.

But now it's just a weight I fold—

A love gone stiff, a hand gone cold.

You haunt me not in dreams, but days,

In quiet stares and sideways gaze.

And though you swore you'd fade away,

You stay in places you betrayed.

So if you ever meant to stay,

You shouldn’t have behaved that way.

But if you meant to go, then go—

Why do you linger, soft and slow?

I’d hate you less if I could grieve.

But absence lies. You never leave.

A Clinging Regret

You cursed my name like it was prayer,

But still, you stayed. You always care.

You bled for me with open hands—

I left you there with half the plans.

You drank your pain; I drank the sky.

You swore you’d live—I chose to die.

But somehow, still, we stayed aligned,

Two broken things too tightly twined.

I never asked for you to trust,

Just bite your tongue, do what you must.

And you obeyed, through storm and flame,

Still thinking love could play that game.

You said I wrecked the world we knew,

But I just left it up to you.

You begged for more—I gave you less.

Love dies where loyalty’s a guess.

I dream in silence, sharp and thin,

Where I can touch you, never win.

I wear the laugh, I wear the mask,

But grief is such a quiet task.

I wonder if you kept the chain,

The one you broke to ease the strain.

I wonder if you ever curse

My absence, or the way it hurts.

I never stayed—but never left.

I carved you out and called it theft.

You think I vanished, clean and cold—

But you’re the hand I never hold.

You hate me for the games I played.

I only ever made you stay.

And now your silence rings so loud—

A storm I stitched into a shroud.

So light the match—I’ll take the fall.

You were the last lie I recall.

And though I never said it right:

I missed you every fucking night.

@flipsiiii, my dear poem bestie. Thank you for being a great supporter of mine, poems specifically for you are being written currently.

@meliae-cinis, one of my biggest poem fans that loves each and every poem of mine. [I'll tag you in every poem I write from now on. If you dislike it, then I apologize and will remove you.]

[tachiharastanacc]

Tachihara refs for fic writers

(Aka some of his belongings I’ve found in case you want to be able to visualize them while writing!)

1.) his motorbike

It’s green with a box and a camo pouch on the back

2.) his earbuds

They’re just basic but they’re bright red which I think is super cute :)

3.) casual wear

He’s been shown wearing just a letterman jacket with (cuffed) jeans and sneakers. And also that’s hoodie which looks cozy.

4.) he’s an iPad kid

He has an iPad plugged in on his desk that’s getting texts from the hd

5.) food taste

In addition to the notorious kiwi pastry, he’s been shown eating a few different desserts, including a parfait and a donut with his coffee. In the above picture, he’s eating instant noodles. His cafe card also shows Hirotsu giving him spaghetti, and Chuuya mentions that when they went to the pub, he was focused on just shoving food into his mouth lmao

6.) his guns

They’ve been portrayed as both black and grey. He’s also been shown to work on them himself, so I like to imagine he does his own cleaning and maintenance for them!

7.) raincoat

The raincoat on the mannequin might actually belong to him since (according to Harukawa’s comments on the possible vol 17 covers) he’s shown wearing it. It’s also supposed to be military green instead of blue, hence why they instantly assumed it was the 5th hunting dog.

Bonus:

I can’t include pics bc photo limit, but a lot of his mayoi cards have him with different colored earrings/necklaces/bracelets. So he definitely likes jewelry (the fact that most of it is metal probably helps)!

[mrtagawa]

I was looking at the floor plan again so in case any one was curious this is where everyone’s desks are, as well as my best guess on some of the rooms.

Unfortunately I don’t speak Japanese and can’t read kanji (I had to cross reference the names with the wiki just to be sure) so if anyone wants to chime in and add some extra bits or corrections, please do so.

[iconsumegaydeadauthors]

Yesterday we had a kahoot for English class (which is one of my best subjects) and I won, and when the podium was getting revealed I had the great fortune of hearing the teacher say

“and the winner is… who is edgar allan poe”

[ghostly-slut]

one of my friends convinced me to try out for the school production and i lowkey want to do bernadette as one of my audition songs