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I like to imagine Hua Cheng showing off in the water b4 sauntering up to Xie Lian like an alluring mermaid and postering for a kiss

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WHAT!! A new fan fiction! Yes, you hear that right! kazuha and aranaras in one story! yippe! 

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people who let me wake up to this get a special place in heaven. firefly_fox how does it feel to hold my life in ur hands....

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HELLO, HELLO!! NEW CHAPTER FOR the saiouma esports series! It’s been a little over a year, but it’s here now!

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It's okay bby, mommy will be back in a few minutes (❁´◡`❁)🐳

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„Gege…“

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🙌 Them

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Hello! I’m very thrilled to be a part of this project :3 If you love the Anemo boys, check it out!

☁️  CONTRIBUTOR SPOTLIGHT 🍃 

Let us all welcome our Writer, @viscariaa! Her words transport our senses to a world of wonder, just as ballads do. Ride the wind to a wonderful world with her Anemo Boys!

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Hey hey Nara friends! We are happy to announce that we've got the date for our Preorders! 🌱

On March 20th the doors to Mahavanaranapna will open, so keep an eye out for any cabbage-like creature activity, you might catch a glimpse of what's coming 👀

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hello ;-;

It's Showtime!🎩🐈‍⬛🪄

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It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr wth 😭 I could still remember making this account…

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I haven’t been activated… but wow I’m finally realizing how much time has passed.

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I love them 🥺

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Hu Tao: Grief is a very personal experience.

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Hu Tao: There is no right or wrong way to live with grief.

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Hu Tao: And that privacy? Aiyah, very hard to find! The gossip mill is always poking and prodding around. Heck, sometimes even foreign government agents like the Fatui want to meddle in your mourning? What's a poor soul got to do to get the space they need for their grief?

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY MAIN GIRL MWAH <3333 I will do you a photo shoot next week I swear ;-;

Happy Birthday, Hu Tao!

Aha! Heh, did I scare you?

Let's see who is here to visit me for my birthday~

To be honest, those old fogeys at the parlor were giving me birthday wishes at first, but it didn't take long for them to start their usual clichés.

Even if I had a way to persuade them, I wouldn't want to waste my whole day doing it either.

Luckily you came, just as I hoped!

Come on, let's go. I've already reserved a table at the tea house. Let's chat about everything under the sun over a cup of tea and make up some poems!

Thanks to hou for the fantastic artwork!

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past or future, leave them be

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Creation for Another Me | Oneshot

Ship: Saiouma/Oumasai

Words: 1274

Type: Pre-game AU

Trigger Warning: Occasional Cursing

Posted: 07.01.22

Description: If selected for Danganronpa Season 53, what is your dream Ultimate? Although Shuichi knows the answer, his boyfriend, Kokichi doesn’t. But he is determined to help him find out!

Notes: Would you guys want there to be requests open? At the moment, I have free time, but I am not sure if anyone would be interested. Hope you all have a lovely day/night <3

Dear Kokichi Oma,

After careful consideration, Team Danganronpa wants to congratulate you on advancing to the next stage of auditions! We are certain that you will continue to impress us in the next round: in-person interviews!

It will be set up tomorrow at the famous Team Danganronpa HQ located in Tokyo. You do not need to bring anything besides yourself!

We cannot wait to hear from you then.

Best of Wishes,

Team Danganronpa

The purple-haired schoolboy blinks in disbelief. The school rooftop is not where Kokichi envisioned when receiving the email to participate in the show that he’s obsessed with. Especially when he is ditching to hang out with his boyfriend.

This isn’t the first time that he has ditched his school to visit Shuichi during lunch time. In fact, he's probably spent more time at his school than his own.

He looks besides him, to his boyfriend, who’s sitting on the edge of the bench. “D-did you…?” His mouth grows dry, unsure if he should share the news with Shuichi.

The wind acts as a knife to the silence that’s increasing with every passing second. His heartbeat starts to race. Shuichi has to get in, right? If someone like him got in, there’s no way Team Danganronpa would deny him.

“YES! YES! YES!” Shuichi suddenly shouts with joy, the high chain-link fence behind them rattles from the sudden burst of energy. “I can’t believe it! We both fucking got in, my dear, ahh!”

“H-how, do you k-know?”

Not one to shy away from public affection, Shuichi wraps his arms around him, “I looked over… Just. Like. This~”

“O-oh…” The whisper in his ear sends shock waves through Kokichi’s spine. “I g-guess, I was too c-caught up in my th-thoughts…”

Shuichi lifts his cap up and the purple-haired boy can swear he has stars in his eyes, “ah~! I’m so proud of you, my dear~” He kisses him on the cheek.

Kokichi chuckles against his neck. He’s always so enthusiastic about the franchise, it’s so contagious, seeing as he’s also given the show a chance. What an amazing chance it was.

“We’ve got to see the leaked interviews!”

Only after a couple of clicks on Shuichi’s phone, a YouTube video pops up.

Shuichi leans his head against Kokichi’s shoulder, ignoring how his hat falls to the ground and the sunlight hitting his face. He’s been so nervous that he’d have to do this process alone (if at all…), but with his boyfriend at his side, he is sure they will pass with flying colors!

“Hello! Please state your number and name.” A cheerful voice breaks him out of his thoughts.

“Number 04 and I’m Shoda Doi! Wassup!”

“Why do you want to be a part of Danganronpa Season 50?”

“Come on, it’s Dang-an-ron-pa! If there is some way to get famous…!”

Shuichi scoffs, “being famous… dumbass.”

“Everyone has th-their reason…” Kokichi hushes him.

The blue-haired boy merely sighs, remembering an obnoxious guy from his homeroom. Katio Momota? Was that his name? Shuichi never bothered learning the names of his classmates.

Anyways, he faintly recalled him bragging about submitting an application for the very same self-center idea. Kaito better have not gotten an acceptance to the show… he would make sure that lowlife would never—

“If selected for Danganronpa Season 50, what is your dream Ultimate?”

That question makes Shuichi practically foam at the mouth (and forget his threat). “Oh, I already know~! I would loveeeee to bring back the Ultimate Detective role!” He begins to babble. “They’ve been missing for the past seasons and they were always my favorite! And—and, could you imagine if I was the one problem-solving? Since you will be by my side then I will be able to protect you! What if… My dear?”

He takes his gaze off of the video to stare at his boyfriend. Kokichi doesn’t notice the shift in Shuichi’s attention as he watches Doi go on about his life-long dream of being the Ultimate TV Producer, not once realizing his lips turning into a frown.

Click!

“W-why do you turn it off?”

A hand goes to his cheek, “my dear, what’s wrong?” Shuichi sets his phone down, lowering his voice.

Kokichi sees the world grow blurry and tears start flowing down his cheeks. He lifts his arms to wipe his eyes, but Shuichi is already doing the job for him, tenderly drying his face. “I’m s-such… a b-baby…” He sobs, staring down at his shaking hands. “I’m… so s-sorry… it’s just…”

“Shh… you don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to…”

“I feel s-so… boring…” He spits out that word like it’s venom. “E-e-everyone has… s-such a c-cool Ultimate. I’m j-just… so uninteresting… I d-don’t know…”

“No!” Shuichi boldly protests.

“You are the kindest, adorable, most lovely person I have ever known! Listen…” He hugs him tightly. “I know that with that genius brain of yours, you can come up with an Ultimate that suits someone as interesting as yourself, no matter what. I promise you, right here and now, that I will do whatever it takes for you to find it.”

Ring! Ring! Ring!

“Let’s head to my house for now,” he says under his breath, ignoring the stern stares of the teachers walking by. “Is that OK?”

Kokichi hums in agreement, his face flaring up red from embarrassment from Shuichi abruptly holding his hand. Nevertheless, they sneak past a couple of teachers, blending into the sea of students, and walk out of the school gates.

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“What about your hobbies?” Shuichi looks over to him.

Both of them are sitting down on his messy bed, Kokichi with his knees to his chest and Shuichi on his back, tossing a Monokuma plushie up in the air. “You enjoy drawing, reading, and cooking…” He trails off.

“Th-they don’t… I’m not t-trying to be the Ultimate Reader…” He shakes his head, slightly embarrassed.

“Hmm… Is there…” How should he phrase this? “Any character whose talent stands out to you?”

“No, b-but…” Kokichi starts to ramble. “Makoto is c-c-confident, Celestia is r-really ch-charismatic and passionate… Hajime is always so r-reliable. Peko is as selfless as her character can be…” He wilts like a dying flower. “I wish I could be like them.”

He waited expectedly for Shuichi, but he was being unusually silent, “h-hey—”

“You are selfless.”

Shuichi cups his cheeks, “you are charismatic when talking to me. You are passionate about your hobbies. You are reliable in your studies. You are confident by joining Danganronpa with me. God, if only you can see yourself the way I do~”

With that, Kokichi was gone. His ears were painted red and he couldn’t form words anymore except for, “a l-leader… that’s the Ultimate I want to be.”

“You’ll be the best one ever!” Shuichi wraps his arms around his neck, pausing for a moment. “Hmm… I know, you’ll be a perfect supreme leader.”

A flutter of butterflies swarm inside Kokichi, he nervously nods, returning the hug back.

Ring!

“Shit,” Shuichi reluctantly lets go of him, “it’s probably my uncle. Here,” He opens the latch to his bedroom window behind him, the wind rustles through the curtains as the smell of wet grass enters the room.

He grips onto the white window frame and jumps out, his feet landing on a pile of leaves. He turns around just in time for his boyfriend to seize his collar and pull him in for a brief kiss.

“Do you promise,” Kokichi meets Shuichi’s eyes after, “to still… d-date me if I don’t… make it?”

“Absolutely.” He doesn’t waste a thought, “I’ll see you tomorrow, my dear~”