koifishscribbles
koifishscribbles
both my heart and soul know otherwise
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L - she/her - koifishscribbles on ao3I think the jjk obsession and fanfic writing is a mid-twenties induced crisis
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koifishscribbles · 14 days ago
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I get so bummed out when I see people apologizing for oversharing or using tumblr like a diary. Its the fucking end times, babes. We're all lonely and scared. Post your shit, someone out there cares. I do. Nobody should be going through it alone.
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koifishscribbles · 14 days ago
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you swan he frog
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koifishscribbles · 14 days ago
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WIP on Saturday cause I missed a holiday! Happy late yaoi day yall!
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koifishscribbles · 14 days ago
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tokyo jujutsu high ! 💫
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koifishscribbles · 14 days ago
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do you all see my vision here
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koifishscribbles · 14 days ago
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Bruisers pt 2
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koifishscribbles · 16 days ago
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dreaming
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koifishscribbles · 16 days ago
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🐺🌹🐯
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koifishscribbles · 19 days ago
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boo.
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koifishscribbles · 19 days ago
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touch-starvation needs to be written with emphasis on the starving part. you are hungry to be touched. so hungry that even the very taste of it makes you nauseous. it has been long since anything has ever touched you, ever fed you - that your body has grown more used to that gnawing emptiness more than anything else. it's better for you to be held, to eat but it makes you sick to try. you know
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koifishscribbles · 19 days ago
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back at work today bitchessss! ive been soooo depressed i need this. too bad with the last week of my summer i started writing a new project and working on my old one don’t worry yall!
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koifishscribbles · 19 days ago
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*welcome to the black parade playing in the distance*
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koifishscribbles · 24 days ago
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setting up a tiny detail in one chapter to pay it off in the next few chapters feels sooo devious like oooh i can't wait to write the small little reference here that 70% of readers will miss but 30% of readers will cheer for
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koifishscribbles · 24 days ago
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for @itafushi-week day three: healing | grief
a little less implicitly itafushi for this one, since i felt like nobara would be included in their hair dye endeavors, but it's itafushi in my heart, trust. they're still in the bleach process, but if you look close you can see what colour they're going to dye his hair afterwards₊˚⊹
@chiarrara planted long haired megumi in my mind, so this is partly for them as well♡
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koifishscribbles · 24 days ago
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ok i absolutely need to know what accents u all have pls reblog and tell me or comment or whatever I must know
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koifishscribbles · 24 days ago
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affirmations for writers: i know how to write. i have seen sentences before, and i know how to make one. i can identify up to several words and their meanings. i am not afraid of semicolons.
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koifishscribbles · 24 days ago
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a wip wednesday for a smutty one shot/ bonus I’m Sorry: In Various Translations scene!
Suguru presses Satoru against the wall with the crux of his body and dives in for the kiss. Satoru’s mouth is wet and ready, parting gently for him. The world shrinks even more. It just the two of them and the absent space between them. Spit exchanged like words is nothing but eager…
Suguru lets his leg find the niche between Satoru’s as he proceeds to slowly torture him. White hair falls gently across his eyes as Satoru melts and lets out a moan. “Fuck, Suguru! What are you doin—“
He’s silenced by the extra tongue that appears in his mouth. Satoru hesitates before spitting it out, leaving Suguru feening for more.
Satoru’s face glistens like a target. Ruddy and a touch sweaty. From his slightly kiss-swollen lips, he whines, “Suguru, I’m like fully erect. I am going to have a hard time walking out of here.”
“Hard time.”
“Fuck you.”
“That’s the plan,” Suguru’s response is plain and unassuming, like a waiter asking your drink at a restaurant. Instead of the anachronistic nightmare that makes it more akin to a funeral director offering a disco-ball. Realization flashes across Satoru’s eyes like an oil slick Vibrant blues shifting from playful to shock and settling on a blinding lust. “Where do you want it? I’m thinking bathroom stall or, perhaps, I’ll make you come in your pants right here.” His smile is devilish but Satoru never gets to see it because it’s pressed against his neck.
Suguru’s hands flounder about in an attempt to find places to support Satoru as the pair pick up their pace. One finds itself digging in the cushion of Satoru’s ass. The other slips of a shoulder and thunks hollowly against the wall. It stops Suguru mid rut.
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