#i don't want it to be like ''awwwww look at this person!!! she's the EXCEPTION!!! :)" .....

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

#almost wrote the champagne line as ''effervescent'' but legit could not write it without saying ''effervescent like a snail'' #ah tumblr... #writeblr #warm up #idk . having trouble writing rn #ps i don't like to talk about it . it is my medical information. but before you ask. yes this is about being on the spectrum #i really don't like when ppl make my writing about how im [whatever ID]. i want it to ring true for the people who it rings true for #i don't want it to be like ''awwwww look at this person!!! she's the EXCEPTION!!! :)" ..... #no.... not really..... #idk something gross happens whenever i admit to certain conditions and i turn into like inspiration p*rnography #like yes they actually let us use keyboards these days #furthermore i just... dont feel comfortable talking about this part of me. i had too bad of a childhood. adhd is one thing... #this one im like. still coming to terms with. which is like. my own journey. #idk. just please be kind. some things are more private than others. this one feels private to me. #i do not know how to help others w/this . and i do not know how to help myself. i will talk about it if im ever ready. idk if that will #actually ever happen #ty in advance i love u im kissing you we are kissing somewhere on the spectrum

[what-if-nct]

Hihii! So i don't know if you stan loona and I'm not telling you should because that's annoying, but take a look at this.

https://www.instagram.com/p/Chv7iF_OrwH/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

The pictures and the desc. That's adorable man. Also I love you for being a 29 year old and loving dolls. I love dolls and I want to design dolls, but I recentlt got rid of my clay because I thought I wouldn't need it. So now I stick to drawing and painting, inspired by this person on YouTube named Pidgin Doll. I love the stuff he creates. Also Ten. Tens art is literally 11/11.

Ily ♡

I don't but awwwww that's literally the cutest and the teddy bear has her own little cinnamoroll plushie. That's so cute. And there's so many people who are in their 20s, 30,40, 50s and 60s who love and collect dolls and that makes me so happy. My bestfriend who's turning 28 soon also loves dolls and we buy dolls together and send each other the new dolls. She even said if there was one doll she really wanted on the shelf and child also wanted it she would keep it for herself. It's a little much but I respect her cause I would just let the child have it and get a different doll or order it online. To be fair the way kids play with dolls is borderline demonic. Like I learned to never let a child touch my dolls, except for this really polite little girl who was over a few months ago. I didn't give her doll like yeah no, but I gave a purse I have not used since I bought it and a few hair clips and lip gloss I haven't opened. I just buy things to buy them and never use them. But like I don't remember kids being as demonic when I was little. I would just change their clothes, put them in their car, make clothes out of aluminum foil and if i cut their hair it was a little bob. But these kids have them naked and looking like Cynthia from rugrats and beheading the poor doll. But since you're more into drawing and panting maybe you can start with repainting dolls, there's so many different types of ways you can do doll repaints and if you want to get intricate you can reroot the hair.

[daddywright]

I have only recently got into the ace attorney fandom, and this story was the first story I read, and I feel spoiled! I absolutely loved every chapter, so I'm gonna word vomit here and tell you everything I love about this!

"She offers him a smile. It’s small, tentative, but it possesses a strength that makes a hidden part of him twist and burn with quiet envy." the first time we see nick's wish to be as strong as mia!

Considering the fact that nick didn't have any prominent figure in his life, it makes sense that he would look up to gregory so much

"Phoenix looks up, and starts walking towards Mia Fey

He doesn't stop for two years."

THE RELATIONSHIP THAT MIA AND NICK HAD WAS PRECIOUS AND DESERVES MORE THAN WHAT THE FANDOM GIVES THEM

"Larry’s arms wrap around him, squeezing almost too tight" People forget that Larry and Phoenix were good friends too, and Larry would help his best friend

"Nobody believed him, nobody but Mia" Maya is what Phoenix is to Mia and I adore that

"He wishes, desperately, that he’d said it while she was still alive. I loved you. For everything you did." Not you absolutely breaking my fucking heart

Also the first AA game felt unnatural in the sense of how seemingly unaffected Phoenix seemed at Mia's murder so I'm really glad you wrote it this way

"Expensive. Thoughtful. Too much." SHUT UP NICK YOU DESERVE ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING

Also quick break to mention how I absolutely fucking love your writing style and i wish I was literally half as talented as you cuz the last time I read something that made me feel this multitude of emotions was ocean vuong. And I practically worship Ocean Vuong. So now I worship you too

"You're a stranger to me // When will I stop hoping?" I never really realised just how badly nick musta been hurt by good ol' bratworth before this fic, but now that I have read it, it would have hurt him so bad

"Is this why you never answered my letters? Because I was a reminder? Because it hurt too much?" Honestly what happened to miles and phoenix's friendship hurts so much because it should have never happened, and miles didn't deserve that.

"Maybe Miles Edgeworth is not the man he thought he’d be, either." yo when I tell you this hurt I mean this huRT

Fun fact! My birthday is on the same day as DL-6 anniversary. Gregory Edgeworth died on my birthday. I feel horrible now

"monster. You were nine years old and he's a monster. " No one has made me feel this much emotion for what happened to Miles in a single sentence other than you. I commend you for that

"I love you," he says quietly. He has never said those words to anyone, except for Dahlia Hawthorne.

Maya sniffs in his ear, crushing him tight. "I love you, too."

He has never heard them back.

PHOENIX HAS NEVER HEARD THE WORDS " I LOVE YOU" COME BACK TO HIM ARE YOU FUCKING WITH ME WHY NOW I'M SAD

"Tell me everything. Every detail—" Miles is worried bout nick and why wouldn't he? gods you're so gay miles but tbf if I knew someone like nick irl i'd go ballistic too

"He determined the motive for his own assault...with amnesia. Naturally." My man's smart af and he is king

"Is that what she thinks of me? That I'm like that? That I don't care about who the bad guys really are?" Gumshoe noooo you're hella precious! Also this particular chapter was so well written! loved this soo much!

Also taking a minute to appreciate the pacing! Rarely do I ever come across an author who just hits that sweet spot of perfect pacing and you did! so thank you!

Alright so here are a few thoughts that I felt capcom needed to do which you did for us!

no. 1 - Address the trauma phoenix faced with not only dahlia but also with mia's death

no. 2 - Actually fucking flesh out a good relationship dynamic between larry and phoenix

no. 3 - actually! have! phoenix! be hurt! in bridge to turnabout! istg my man would not have dropped from a burning bridge to a freezing river only to have a cold

AUNT FRANZY AND PEARLS MAN!

THEY CUTE

ok so I have a LOT of feelings for bridge to turnabout and HOO BOY BUCKLE UP

So I always thought that in this fic, miles must have felt fucking awful! I mean he very clearly hates who he was and what that has led to but that must have been doubled over with this case! Phoenix would have died if not for mia and it would have been indirectly miles's fault. I think about that alot

Like he said that he very much regrets whatever he did as bratworth in the phone call with gumshoe but i don't think he anticipated this. poor edgeworth

Also I think this was the final nail in the coffin for miles. Phoenix forgave him, after all the fucked up shit miles did, and that made that man go "how is this guy so fucking compassionate awwwww shit I'm in fucking love with this idiotic brave man".

my main thoughts were "holy shit phoenix must have been feeling awful." like to learn that you were in love with a person who turned out to be a murderer but then not a murderer cuz everything you felt about that was real and just...... it must have hurt. He never fell in love with dahlia. it was iris, always. and WHAT ABOUT MILES DURING THIS!!! Like to learn that the man you love was falsely led to believe that he was in love with a person he rarely met and then learn that his ex who is not murderous might still be in love with him because "that was real. that part was real." like damn. people just gloss over this

also I feel terrible for iris F in the chat for iris lads.

Dahlia literally haunting that courtroom scene. I felt mia's power. I felt her desperation. I felt everything and I am once again in awe of the absolute power your writing holds.

also godsdamn pearls had to go through all that shit huh. also FRANMAYAAAAAA THANK YOUUUU

I too, am a hoe confused as to what I should feel towards diego.

Ok anyways we jump to disbarment now

"He just winks at her and says Maya has other talents, and if Mystic Maya overhears, she puffs up at him like the fish from the aquarium she saw once, the one with all the spikes and silly eyes."

you know what constantly amazes me? your ability to change tones so effortlessly. When writing from edgey's pov, the language is sophisticated. precise. when writing from pearly's pov your language is simplistic, child-like. from phoenix's pov it's natural. grounded

"She never knew anybody who made faces like him, growing up in Kurain, and it’s one of the things that makes him special." Yo phoenix is the most amazing uncle ever and we all know it ok he's brilliant

I'M RUNNING OUT OF CHARACTER LIMITS

PEARLY CALLING EDGEY AT FIRST SIGN OF TROUBLE I'M SOFFFFTTTT

“I think I did something really bad." trucy baby no it's not your fault

pearl and trucy bonding supremacy. my girls would fuck shit up

"She’d meant to do this properly, one day." Thank you for giving importance to maya's feelings. thank you for treating her like a real human being. thank you

“Everything that happened...for what? It’s only gotten people hurt. Pearly. Our mother.” Me. Me." I felt so bad for maya here. I wish I could tell you in precise words about how this exact framing of the sentence is what broke me. "me. me" maya deserved more, but mia did all she could

"What do scared kids need? ...Food." not you breaking my godsdamn heart again. phoenix just knows what's it like being a helpless child, and he'll be damned if he ever lets anyone face that again

“‘Course, Pearls,” he says reflexively, before frowning. “What for?” reflexively. if every man in the world could be like phoenix wright then the world would be worthy of the gods

"Another one?" give it 2 years edgey she'll be your daughter too

"after countless hours creating the man’s living space in his mind from the background snatches he’d seen in the man’s ridiculous video calls." NOT ONLY DO THEY VC FOR NO PARTICULAR REASON BUT ALSO MILES ACTUALLY SPENDS TIME TRYING TO RECREATE HIS ROOM?? BECAUSE HE WOULD ONE DAY LIKE TO BE IN IT??? good gods these bitches gay. good for them

"because just as day is light and night is dark, Phoenix Wright is an honorable man." damn straight. you love to see it (it being a 27+ year old man pining for another 27+ year old man)

also hey miles! how do you feel about the fact that the man you love changed his fucking major and degrees halfway through college just so he could see you again only for you to be incredibly rude to him and make him end up in jail! (i bully edgeworth cuz i love him)

"Wright finishes, shrugging like it’s nothing, like his commitment and belief isn’t the most extraordinary thing that Miles has ever faced." it's more than pining at this point. it's incredible faith and trust. Miles had someone who cared about him even after all those years despite him having changed so drastically, ofc he would be surprised. Miles loves phoenix and so do i.

also HOT DAMN YOU WRITING IS JUST * MWAH *

Also the whole segment where they kiss is just !!!!! miles wants! it's beautiful! THEY'RE IN LOVEEE

receiving poisonous bottles which your ex tried to kill you with. My man can't get a break huh

Miles being chivalrous and protective and absolutely stealing my godsdamn heart (and phoenix's too)!

Klavier being the absolute king that he is we stan

The hostage situation section? gods miles must have been terrified.

Phoenix not being able to promise pearly that he'd always come back home and miles hearing it and like... ouch. my heart. you didn't need to do that (but i love your for it)

GODS THE CLIMAX WITH KRISTOPH WAS SOOO SATISFYING AND LIKE MY MAN PHOENIX REALLY PUNCHED THAT BITCH HUH

klavier baby I am so sorry

ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL!

and thus my comment ends. I believe I have almost used up all of my commenting limits and i leave with these few parting words : HOLY SHIT YOUR AMAZING AND I LOVE YOU!

also I made a playlist on spotify for this fic! here's the link : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3k8lRHiO8ZXQDLpiTUL7SN?si=fc3b35b4ab064867

gods this was long huh

GREAT GOOGLY MOOGLY....WHERE DO I BEGIN...THE FACT THAT YOU BROKE THE CHARACTER LIMIT ON AO3 AND MADE A PLAYLIST? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?

thank you so much for all the amazing things you said....i am crying on a Wednesday morning knowing my writing was appreciated this much. thank you!

#ask tag #long post #my fic #nymphietonkslupin

[sokka-simp]

Hey I just found ur account and I luv ur writing!! 😍😍 I was wondering if u could write Bakugo x f reader who wants to play volleyball when they're older but is in the support class studying to be an engineer, and like they get rlly anxious and have an anxiety attack or smt that they're not gonna be able to play professionally but it's like all they want to do, sorry if this is rlly specific, pls don't feel obligated to do this, it's rlly self indulgent and specific so idm if u don't wanna write this. Hope u have a nice day! Please continue writing I love it.

Awwwww bby I’m so happy you like my work 🥺but yes I’ve gotchu 💕💕

It’s All I Want

Bakugo x fem Reader

Also u and Bakugo are dating because he wouldn’t comfort some random extra

Um idk comfort Ig 🤷‍♀️

Warnings: self depreciation, anxiety attack, cussing

You watched in awe as your favorite female volleyball player soared through the air before spiking the ball—too quick and powerful to be blocked by any players of the opposing team—and winning the final point. The glow of your phone lit up your dark room as you chose another video, not caring that it was already 3 am and you had school tomorrow. You watched again as she received balls and sent kill shots over the net. All you wanted was to be like her, to be a pro volleyball player. You joined the support class by force, courtesy of your parents, after they noticed the amazing grades you were getting and realized how much money you could make to help the family. You didn’t complain, not when your parents needed help, but sometimes you wish you did. Being a volleyball player was all you wanted, but you were too late. You can’t stop with the support course now, you can’t start training harder now, you can’t get good enough to get into schools focused on sports, and you can’t get good enough for when recuirters and scouts come to find people worthy of scholarships. Sighing deeply, your eyes watering slightly, you set your phone down and curled into your pillow, falling asleep so you could go through another day you were forced to be living.

Waking up that morning, all your thoughts from a few hours ago came rushing back. You would never be good enough to be a pro. Never be able to do what you really wanted. You moved slowly around your room, putting on your uniform. You felt drained and all you could think about was having to be an engineer. Never being able to play on the same court as any of your favorite volleyball players. You would forever be stuck just watching, your skills going to waste. Finished with putting on your uniform, you walked towards the common room, going to breakfast, though you weren’t up for much of an appetite. You sit down next to Hatsume, placing your bag in your lap and clutching it tightly, while staring at your plate. You move the food around but never eat, nodding thoughtlessly as Hatsume talks about “baby 229”. When everyone finally finsished, except you, you all walk in a group to homeroom. You perked up slightly when you saw your boyfriend, Bakugo Katsuki, waiting next to the door for you.

“Oi, dumbass, what’s up with you?” Katsuki barked out, seeing you walking behind the others instead of making stupid jokes with your classmates like usual.

“Nothing Suki. I’m fine.” You say giving a soft smile, your arms itch to hug him, looking for comfort. But you would never force him to do that with his uncomfort towards pda.

He looks back at you with concern, masked by a glare before muttering a small ‘I love you, don’t be stupid’ and walking off to class.

You go back to class, feeling slightly better after seeing Katsuki, and listen to Power Loader drone on about upcoming events and assignments. When it’s finally time to go to the lab, the stressful, pained feeling you had before comes back again. You look at the parts around you and nothing comes to mind. No invention or idea. But the self-pity comes back, taking over your thoughts instead. Here you are, doing something you don’t even like. But it doesn’t matter, not like you have enough skill to be a professional volleyball player anyways. And these thoughts make you feel even worse. You’re supposed to be doing this for your family. You were in this course for your family, and all you wanted was to leave. You’re selfish, only thinking about what you want. Your mind was contradicting itself, making the self-hatred you were feeling even worse. Tears were slightly welling in your eyes again, but you work through them, opting on tinkering with an older invention. Your brain is too distracted to work on anything new. Everyone around you grew weary at your lack of jokes that only you find funny, and how you haven’t ran to Hatsume once to show her something you were working on. You were a good student, building amazing things, and being one of the few people who could actually work with Bakugo, that being the way you met. But today you were clearly out of it.

The minute class ended, you sped off to your dorm, not waiting for Katsuki like usual. Sitting on your bed, your hands were shaking. Each minute you were forced to work on inventions, the melancholy thoughts became worse. You looked at the poster on your wall, the person you aspired to be the most hanging there, spiking a ball over the net. And then you broke down, the stress of your thoughts building up. Tears streamed down your face, and you felt terrible for crying over something so stupid. But you couldn’t stop. All you wanted since you were a little girl was to soar on a court. You were starting to shake, your hands trembling and your body rocking back and forth. You were going to be stuck being an engineer. Being forced to stay here and build things just to support your parents with money. You could have supported your parents by professionally playing volleyball, but it was too late. You would never be good enough. Not for yourself, or your family. Your breath started to get caught in your throat as you began sobbing, your breathing becoming shallower and shallower. You couldn’t breathe. Everything was suffocating you. Your sobs got louder as you tried to gasp for air, but no breath got through, causing your tears to speed up. The trembling moved from just your hands to your entire body; your shaking becoming worse. You didn’t know what to do, the attack was taking over.

But then you heard loud knocks on your door.

“Dumbass, let me in.” You couldn’t respond through your attack, but you opened your mouth letting out a whining sob. “Shitty woman, are you ok?” Katsuki says now, his voice filled with concern.

“I’m coming in.” You heard Bakugo yell, before your door was kicked open.

Katsuki took in your shaking body and the fear that was displayed over your features and rushed over to you. His hands hesitantly went to touch you, but you jerked away at his touch. Your lack of breath caused your hands to begin to travel towards your throat and your body was beginning to shake more violently. Katsuki was frozen, scared to touch you again, but the way your hands were beginning to claw at your throat—trying to get in breath—urged him to grab your hands. You tried desperately to pull away, but he holds your shaking hands in his tight grip. Then small whispers begin to fall from his lips.

“Y/N, shh calm down. I’m here.” His whispers were shaky, his fear for you growing.

“Focus on my voice. Come on,” he takes your hands and presses them to his chest. “follow my breathing. Just breathe.”

You continue to listen to his soft whispers and your breathing slows down, becoming less erratic. Your violent shaking toned down, as you were now only rocking back and forth. Though your tears didn’t relent, still coming out as painful sobs.

“I’m here. Y/N, baby, I’m here for you.”

You finally took in normal breaths and Bakugo noticed, hesitantly placing his hand on your shoulder, gaging whether or not he could touch you yet, but the way you leaned into his arm caused him to pull you close to his body. His hands rubbed circles on your back, and your sobs finally began to slow into small sniffles. When you finally stopped shaking completely and your sniffles only happened every few minutes, did he begin talking.

“Oi, Y/N, what’s wrong?” Katsuki whispered out, still using a soft voice, sounding so different from his usual brash self.

You didn’t respond, deciding to just nuzzle your face into his chest.

“Dumbass, don’t rub your snot into my chest. Y/N, what’s wrong.” He said, his voice still soft. You took your face off his chest to look into his eyes, that shown with concern at your current state.

“I just, I’m sorry.” He made an annoyed noise at your unnecessary apology. “I’m just, not good enough. All I’ve wanted was to be a volleyball player but I’m here and I feel like a failure for not being happy, I mean, I go to U.A, but I just wish I got to do what I want.” Your voice was choking up, but now that you started you couldn’t stop. “I’m never going to be able to play volleyball. And I, I used to be like good, but now I haven’t played in like a year, because of school and I just want to. It’s all I want. But my parents need me to do this. It’s all they want from me. And I’m such a failure. I can’t do this, and I can’t be a volleyball player. Even if I tried, where would I go for it. It’s not like I can practice to be good enough to be a pro if I go here. It’s all too much. And, I’m so sorry, I should be happy to be here. With you. I shouldn’t be crying over something so dumb.” Your tears are back and you’re choking on your words.

Katsuki didn’t respond as you finished. His eyes were wide with an emotion you couldn’t identify. Your heart started to race and you refused to meet his gaze. What if he wanted to leave you because you didn’t want to go here? What if your dissatisfaction with being at U.A made him mad? It was such an esteemed school and you were just taking advantage of it. Katsuki let out a sigh and put his hands on the sides of your face, guiding your eyes to his.

“Y/N, I love you and if you want to be a fucking pro volleyball player then you fucking should. It’s your damn life. And if you don’t want to be a badass engineer then be a badass volleyball player. We can make it work if you leave U.A.” His voice starts off soft, but quickly reverts back to his usual rough voice in an attempt to show his support.

You let out a smile in response to his words, though small tears still fell from your eyes. But your smile turned to a little frown as you thought about how impossible it was that your parents would let you go to one of the sports academies nearby. But even if they did, you weren’t good enough to get in. Not anymore.

“Katsu, my parents won’t ever let me and even if they do, I’m not good enough to get into schools that focus on sports, I mean I’m in the support course. I never practice anymore either, I’m too busy.” You say sadly, but flash him a small smile to say thanks for trying.

“Shut the fuck up dumbass, you won’t know unless you try. You’re not a failure until you give up shitty woman. And I, Bakugo Katsuki, would never date a shitty ass failure. Besides you’re great, I’ve seen you play at the beach and shit.” He barks out, blushing when he brings up you playing.

You pause, thinking over his words, before a growing smile appears on your face. “I guess you’re right.” You say while a big grin settles on your face. “Thanks Suki, I love you.” You say softly.

“I always am.” Katsuki yells back, a prideful smirk covering his face. “And I love you too, Dumbass.” He says before placing a small peck onto your forehead.

You smile widely before nuzzling back into his chest, his arms wrapping around your back. You were going to try. You were going to try your hardest to soar through a court. To be the volleyball player you wanted to be. You knew you could be. And it was all because of Katsuki.

A/N: I’m so so so so sorry if this isn’t what you were looking for and I hope you like it 🥺💕

I think the end isn’t that good so sorry if you don’t like it 👊🏼😔

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[dangan-imaginess]

DID SOMEONE WANT ANGST?!!!!!! This shall be from the readers point of view!

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Mod

Junko

It was another horrid day in the killing game. We lost 4 of our friends already. I felt despair already, I couldn't trust anyone. Well everyone except one. His name was Kokichi Ouma, the only person who could make me smile. He was the only one who enjoyed this killing game. I found that interesting. Me, who hates this killing game and him who loves it. You were one of his only friends since everyone else hated him. I were also his Significant other. Crazy right? You were in deep thought when you her a childish voice slice threw your thoughts like a knife.

"Heyyyy S/O" Ouma say walking towards you with his hands behind his head.

"Hello Ouma." I say with a smile "What are you up to?"

"I was thinking me and you could prank Kaito!" He says smiling with little stars in his eyes.

"Hmmm I'm not sure..." I say with a smirk.

"Awwwww come on S/O, I'm not going to slit my stomach and beg for you if that's was your thinking." Ouma said pouting.

"Please don't! Fine I'll join you." You say

"I knew you couldn't resist me! Come on S/O" Ouma says grabbing your arm and dragging you along. Ouma was the only person who could wash all your worries away and make you forget about this killing game. That's why I loved him so much. He would do anything to make you happy. Me and Kokichi stop right near the dinning hall door.

"Alright S/O! We're going to lay nails on the floor and wait until Kaito steps on them and we will hit him with rocks!" Kokichi said laughing

"Wait...What!?" I say

"That was a lie, I know you wouldn't prank someone in such an extreme way dummy~" Kokichi says with his signature smirk.

I breathe a sigh of relief.

"Were going to do a classic prank! I know Kaito going be coming here soon so we're going to put a bucket of water up above there and it's going to dump all over Kaito!" He said grabbing a bucket a full of water.

After Kokichi and I set up the prank, we wait very quiet. We didn't want to blow our cover. The it happen the water bucket fell...but it didn't fall on Kaito like we assumed.

"Maki?" I whisper

She looked pissed. She quickly glarred at me and Kokichi.

"Run S/O!" Kokichi said running and laughing while maki chased after him.

Maki was after Kokichi and not me? It was honestly understandable. I quickly got up and decided to look for Kokichi. I went to the second floor, then the 3rd,then you stopped at the forth floor. I only stayed on the 4th floors cause you heard a strange noise coming from one of the rooms. The middle one. I quickly open the door but you were surprised to see Korekiyo there instead.

"Oh...it's just you Korekiyo...what are you doing exactly" I say tilting you head.

He looked at I with cold dead eyes. I decided it was not a good idea to stay here any longer. I quickly turn but you felt a heavy smack on I head.

"Gah!" I say falling on the ground in pain.

Korekiyo quickly got out of the room to go get something. I felt blood rush from out of your head and you crawled out of the door way and towards the stairs. As I crawled you got so many splitters. I heard footsteps run up the stairs.

"Heeeeey S/O? Where are you-" Kokichi stopped in his tracks as he saw you on the ground.

Kokichi quickly ran over towards and kneeling right next to you. I felt quite dizzy and tired.

"S/O?! What- who did this to you?!?" Kokichi said very loudly as he held you. He was crying...not crocodile tears...real tears. All I could do is smile as your eyes slowly closed.

"Y/N!?" Kokichi screamed

"Don't you die on me- please!"

He said as he held you close as you took your last breathes.

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Why, hello there. How have you been? I hope you don't regret making this blog haha. Your carnival HC was the best thing I swear - if you don't mind how about an MC who doesn't like going on the tall/high/"scary" rides but as soon as they try it once they want to do it again and again (maybe alternating between other rides but they will repeat their bravery) and the others just reacting to that enthusiasm? If not, maybe something involving going into the tunnel of love? (I've never been but--)

Hi there~! I’ve been good, I hope you’ve been good also! Lolol no, I’m not regretting it.

Awwwwwh, thank you so much!! ^////^ *insert intense flustered-ness here*

Let’s get to it! I’m excited~

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Yoosung

- okay lets be real here, he doesn’t like the roller coasters much either

- so he was perfectly fine with staying on the teacups or the merry-go-round

- until, you wanted to face your fear! oh god MC why

- you chose one of the smaller ones to begin with and he was not going to complain to you because he wanted to seem manly to you lies

- you guys got the front seat! yay

- by the end he is paper white and gripping on for dear life

- totally screams and almost cries

- “oh god MC what do you mean you want to go again… fine”

- after going like five more times, you wanted to go oN THE BIGGER ONES “MC ARE YOU CRAZY”

- goes once with you and then stops because no way no thank you nope

- instead he goes and gets you fairy floss/cotton candy and watches you go on again… and again…. and again…

- ‘support from the sidelines’

- makes you promise to go on the merry-go-round and the tunnel of love before you leave

- what a baby

Zen

- he really likes the fast rides

- he has a freaking motorbike who am i kidding

- respects you that you didn’t want to go on them - “wait, what MC? Are you sure? They’re scary and fast and- don’t look at me like that okay fine I’m just worried”

- awwwww protective Zen mode: activate

- you guys go on a ‘mediumly fast’ ride and sit in the middle

- but first you help him put his hair in a bun “Zen there are other people okay we need to respect their space”

- definitely wraps his arms around you or at least holds your hand

- 100% for going again “if that’s what you want, princess~”

- you guys gradually up the speed factor and the height factor

- kisses for the camera~

- definitely going on the ferris wheel and kissing at the top

- and definitely going on the tunnel of love more than once

Jaehee

- the soft bab is a little scared of them too but would be willing to face her fear

- also avoids them for other reasons boob pain

- agrees to go on the smaller ones with you because she loves you

- does not like the loops on the roller coasters

- you both agree to stay off of the high ass rides

- slightly wary to go on fast rides but will go on most with you

- but let her rest after going on a few pls because pain

- you guys mix a few other attractions and stalls in between rides but will continue to go on them

- you both end up having a blast and promise to go again

- but still no ridiculously fast rides

Jumin

- considering he didn’t really ‘interact with the general public’ as a kid he never went to amusement parks

- so this tol bean doesn’t know what he’s getting into

- before he goes with you, he has Jaehee write up a report on the dangers of amusement parks and carnivals and everything i can feel her tears already

- when you mention you want to go on a ‘fast and scary’ ride he doesn’t really know what to do

- immediately looks at the report lol

- goes along with you, on a relatively scary one

- bribes the ride person to let you cut ahead

- mr robot is definitely a robot on the roller coasters.

- hates them with a newfound passion and can’t see why you want to go again

- freezes up on every ride you go on except the tunnel of love

- that one you go on like 20 more times

- there’ll definitely be a lot more love and riding going on tonight heuheuheu

Saeyoung

- my god this man loves the fast rides

- “It’s almost as good as driving my babies~”

- was fine with going on his own until you mentioned you wanted to join him

- chose the fastest and scariest ride there

- “Go big or go home, MC!!!” //slapped

- cheers and shouts in excitement

- is the person to throw their hands up and look the most excited in the photos

- you guys go on the same ride over and over and over and over

- you definitely have trouble finding places to put all of your stuff from stalls

- but you go on the tunnel of love at the end

- many kisses

V

- i mean the baby is mostly blind I’m so sorry

- so all his senses are heightened which makes the whole thing scarier

- but he’ll go on some of the smaller ones with you once or twice

- vice grip on your hand the whole time

- other than that, he’ll take photos of you (when he can)

- definitely buys the photos of you guys from the rides

- will usually wander around and grab food or toys for you while waiting or just sit down and wait

- accidentally walked into the side of a stall or attraction more than once

- loves hearing you talk about how fun it was and just loves your excitement in general

- you guys definitely still go on the smaller rides and other attractions

- because you want him to have fun too~!!

Saeran

- fuck what

- people?

- no

- wait, roller coasters???

- okay thats alright then

- tbh he loves roller coasters and stuff so much

- lowkey so excited when you said you wanted to go on a roller coaster

- he pretended to be disappointed when you only wanted to go on the smaller ones to begin with but in reality he didn’t mind

- so happy when you went on the faster ones

- blushy blushy when you mentioned the tunnel of love

- tomato or saeran, 99% of people can’t tell the difference!

- just protect him

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Yayyy~ done! they got a little short at the end because i got distracted ^^; whoopsies

I hope this was okay anyways and thank you so much for requesting!! ^///^

Alright, bye bye! *poof*

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