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me: things are bad
therapist: have u considered doing something about it
me: what the fuck. what the Fuck is that. what the fucking fuck
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this ugly loser I am
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“When I open up, he meets me halfway.”
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2014
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You’ll never break me
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theunrequitedlover
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「Benevolence」DMMd Ficlet
PAIRING: Koujaku x Aoba WORDS: 6,100+ RATING: General NOTE: Kidfic. This story centers around, Kaoru, Koujaku and Aoba’s daughter, as a grown-up. Been wanting to write more of growing up children for DMMd pairings so here’s one that has gotten way out of control in length haha ////// Also written with @firofee in mind, thank you for your constant support towards me and my story, I’m always grateful to have known you :’)
SUMMARY:
She had Aoba’s persistence, she had Koujaku’s temperament; but at the end of the day, she was the both of them – of which a crucial step had confirmed it for her, by none other but Koujaku and Aoba’s best friend.
Black braids fell benevolently upon her face, creating soft shadows under her cheekbones. Her hair was not too long, not too short. Not too straight, not too curly; perfectly jet black, with shades so dark the strands unreservedly white where sunlight rays fell. Contrastingly, her skin was almost translucent, a faultless inheritance of her other father, thin and without any evident pigments. She looked almost like a porcelain doll; one that was elegant, soft-spoken, and one that was obedient.
Except that she wasn’t… quite so.
The usual long line of women – of which most would often rake over windows, shrieking when Koujaku did as much as wiping sweat off his forehead – has now transcended to the twofold length of lines which men were now included. Their shop was one of the more high-flying places in Midorijima, even becoming a tourist spot now that the land had expanded to a good extent more than twenty years after the Toue Corporation incident.
The growth Midorijima experienced wasn’t great for the most part, but it grew in a moderate rhythm that was enough for the residents to find their feet within their own acceptable pace.
Twenty years weren’t long, weren’t short either. And for both Koujaku and Aoba, twenty years changed everything, giving them a life that was the fruit of their genuine wish to move forward.
Thank you, Shino Q_Q I’m grateful to know you too!! This really made me happy :’)
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When someone asks you what you plan to do with your life
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Jellyfish
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y'all: AUTUMN IS THE BEST SEASON I'M SO GLAD IT'S HERE!!
me, gazing into the vast, gloomy, endless white void that is autumn skies, as all hope and will to live leaves my freezing body, and I wonder if I'll last until spring comes: