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Hello guys! This blog is not entirely abandoned, because I’ll be here for FW stuff, however I have been mainly over on @weltschmerz-koenig!
But, because of what just happened in FW, expect a good amount of sudden activity from me holy shit
“A body has been found! ( jesh about time ) Make your way to the LIBRARY in the RED AREA of the GALLERY. There’s no time for sleep, not when there’s a murderer to catch! Hurry up, it’s time to play detective!”
“Another body’s been found! ( Sheesh, I only said you needed ONE person… ) Make your way to HANGING DOLLS in the YELLOW AREA. There’s no time to waste!”
@kurokichiku-despair - ((BGM))
Horror. Sheer, icy horror coursed through the doll’s stitched veins.
He had longed for nothing more than to see Mukuro once more, but the encounter he had yearned for was nothing like this. His cloth body trembled, and tears welled in his felt eyes as he stared in horror.
This was not at all anything he could’ve predicted. Not in a billion years. That the woman he loved, the Ultimate Soldier who had come out of years of hellish wars unscathed, would ever be bested by something.
He wanted to pinch himself, to have proof that this wasn’t real, to wake from this horrible nightmare. But unfortunately, he couldn’t have any such thing - he was trapped in this Hell forever as a mere puppet for it’s entertainment, at the mercy of it’s every whim. And today it had decided to show him there were fates worse than death.
Like watching the person dearest to him suffer, without being able to do a thing.
He was bound by the gallery itself and a useless form made of fabric, unable to protect or defend anyone. Utterly worthless. Damned to observation.
He reached out a tiny hand, gently grasping Mukuro’s index finger and lifting it to his lips. Placing a small kiss on her fingertip.
“I... I-I’m so s-sorry, Mukuro... I-I’m s-sorry... I-I’m such a f-failure... I-I’m sorry I... c-couldn’t s-save you. I-I’m sorry.... I died, a-and... B-became trapped in this body... Th-that can’t do a th-thing”
“B-but I... I-I’m right h-here... A-and I promise... I-I’ll never abandon y-you again.... A-alright?”
“I-I’ll stay b-by your side... F-for as long as y-you want me. F-for as long as you need me.”
“I love you... I love you more than anything”
“Th-that.... Is the only truth I can rely on.... In this fabricated world. The o-only reason.... I h-haven’t given up hope. A-and you...”
“You shouldn’t either, s-since we’re together again... W-we have nothing to f-fear...”
He wasn’t quite sure if she could hear him, nor did he entirely believe in his own words, but it was the only thing he could do. The only comfort he could provide, until he could get help. He knew she needed to get to a vase, ASAP.
I HAVE GOTTEN SO MANY MESSAGES SAYING THINGS LIKE, “ARE YOU SEEING THIS RI???” AND “IT’S FINALLY HAPPENING!!!”
AND I WOULD LIKE TO ASSURE YOU ALL THAT I AM, IN FACT, SEEING THIS. AND I AM SO HAPPY ABOUT IT.
IT IS A DREAM COME TRUE. I NEVER THOUGHT THIS WOULD ACTUALLY HAPPEN. BUT THERE IT IS. MY SON, MY DAUGHTER, AND MY SON’S WIFE. ALL RIGHT THERE.
BLESS YOU BASED SPIKE CHUNSOFT
LOOK AT MUKURO’S FACE SHE’S LIKE “WHY ARE YOU TOUCHING MY BOYFRIEND, SIS, PLEASE STOP”
@cutiesoldiermukuro I WANT MUKURO TO BULLY RYOUTA 2K16
By the way, my dream came true and Mukuro and Ryouta were in the same scene together THIS IS THE SHIT I LIVE FOOOOOOOR~♪
This proves everything I feel about Ryouta even more fucking right though, even his love/hate feelings for Junko
Congrats Ryouta. You got tainted
"T-tainted...? H-how rude.... I-I'd j-just say... I know h-how to pick sides....~ Upupupu~"((Tfw you get Ultimate Despair Ryou because my normal Ryouta muse seems to be afk))
I'M WATCHING THE NEW DR3 EP AND I S2G I LOVE MY SON AND I WANT TO SHIP WITH @maidensofdespair EVEN MORE
Actual Angel™ Ryouta being hugged (by Actual Demon Spawn™ Junko)
@speedster-and-kinesis The doll clapped softly, hopping to his feet from his seat on the floor. Despite all that was going on, the performance was quite a pleasant treat - ever since his death, he had become quite a fan of Peter's voice, and found himself lurking in near the stage in hopes of hearing him sing. "Bravo....!~" He cheered, not thinking of how this was probably a bad time to reveal himself, considering the more malevolent breed of dolls that had taken to swarming the gallery.
The Ryouta doll lifted a tiny cloth hand, knocking on Monaca’s door. It had been a difficult journey for him, as walking through the hotel always proved itself to be dangerous - humans never watched where they were going, and he was always at risk of being stepped on. But he figured that, with all that was going on, it had to be done. He had to make sure she was safe.
“M-Monaca…? A-are you a-alright…? P-please… O-open up…”
@shsl-hopemobile ((You get an FW starter even though you didn’t ask for one :3c))
The doll climbs into Nagito’s hair, burying himself in the other male’s fluffy locks. It seems to him like a safe place to hide from all the madness ensuing.
“N-Nagito-kun… P-please b-be careful… I-it’s not s-safe out there a-anymore…” He warns, whimpering softly.
@kyoukokiwigiri A small, cloth doll approaches Kirigiri. It's unknown why he chose her, exactly - perhaps because he senses a kindred spirit in her. But no matter what his motive is exactly, he gives her a gentle tap on the leg to catch her attention. "U-uhm... E-excuse me, M-Miss...? I... I'm... I-I'm scared..." With all that's going on, being on the ground doesn't seem like the best idea in the world. "I-is it a-alright if I... S-stay with you awhile...?"
Sorry I haven't really been on here, guys! I've been more focused on my MM AU. But I'm back for a bit to handle some FW stuff~
