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Didn't even let her finish

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I finally finished him! ✨

Ace trying to see who Yuu likes the most...

Ace: If one of us (first years) fall into the water and can't swim, who will you save first?

Yuu: Grim.

Deuce: Can't say we didn't see that coming...

My take on Leona dream, slight spoilers under

I don’t think Leona actually wants his brother and Cheka dead. I think it’s a case of Malleus taking Leona’s intrusive thoughts and morbid thinking and actualizing it.

I think most people, at some point, thought about not wanting someone in their life. Even if it’s intrusively. Anyone who as siblings probably thought at one point for their siblings to disappear from their life but then the next day your best friends again 😭

I feel like Leona’s dream is similar to Jamil’s. The same what if scenario about someone you have a complex relationship with but not actually wanting that to happen. I think it’s more of Malleus taking a black and white interpretation of people’s thoughts and feelings and not really taking in consideration of the nuances them.

And maybe Malleus own biases seeping in. Like I don’t think he has a good understanding of Leona and Jamil as people so I’d imagine Malleus would take any suppressed feelings and take it at face value because that dream makes them “happy” but fails to understand that won’t create real “joy”?If that makes sense?

rewrite the universe (and spit in the face of god)

Ace Trappola x Gender Neutral Reader

Synopsis Everything is dark when you first opened your eyes in the coffin. It all seems familiar: the small direbeast with fire in his ears, the squawking headmage who's flakier than dandruff, and the ginger-haired boy with a heart over his left eye. The ginger-haired boy who speaks to you like he knows you.  The ginger-haired boy who seems to hover over you no matter where you go and who you're with.  The ginger-haired boy, with a teasing smirk, a longing gleam in his eyes as he looks at you like you're a ghost.  He looks at you like he's done this all before. Like he would do it again and again, every time he helps you get out of trouble.  You think if he could, he'd drag God down from the spigot in which they drink their divinity and present it to you in a golden chalice. If just to do what he wants. He acts like he already has. Inspired by Puella Magi Madoka Magica

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[cw] - TBA

[tags] - yandere, angst, doomed by the narrative, time loop

Chapter List:

Prologue: Begin at the beginning, and go on till you come to the end: then stop.

Book 1: No one does [play fair] if they think they can get away with it.

Book 2: I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night?

Book 3: It would be so nice if something made sense for a change.

Book 4: I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears!

Book 5: If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does.

Book 6: I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it

Book 7: He was part of my dream, of course—but then I was part of his dream, too.

Book 8, Part 1: I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.

Book 8, Part 2: I'm not strange, weird, off, nor crazy, my reality is just different from yours.

Epilogue: A dream is not reality, but who's to say which is which?

man I wish people understood how much it sucks ass to be neurodivergent and trying to find the middle ground where people like/tolerate you. like, I'm either "boring" (trying to wait my turn in conversations, holding space for other people, taking a back seat to let others get some spotlight) or "too much" (too loud/talking too much, getting excited to share, trying to participate in group conversations/activities). No one really talks about how much of being neurodivergent is just sort of trying to make yourself palatable.

I feel like so much of my life has been spent trying to find this effortless sort of middle ground everyone else seems to automatically already know, and I'm always swinging too far one way or the other. I'm lucky to have neurodivergent friends who grok me, but goddamn I wish that I could just like, exist without the constant background script in my brain that's like "you're being too loud. You're not talking enough. you're being self-centered. you're being boring. you're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong." I feel like I'm back in high school trying to make friends but stuck as the eternal "weird kid"

it's just... lonely and sucks bad.

It's the same picture

I see no different

happy halloween guys :)

i love how cute grim and yuu is in ptm! hes their little family in twst and i love to see it portrayed so cutely in the story :D

waaaaah thank you!!! they do be bonded together due to their shared trauma lol

That's a bit dark, grim is they child and yuu takes care of their baby! grim is baby doesnt matter what he says! that's baby