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♡ yandere!narrator who's a being outside of human comprehension decides to mess with a whole other universe after he scraped his old one.

♡ yandere!narrator, after observing the world for a while, eventually tumbles onto your little, cozy life and gets super obsessed with knowing more about you. there was nothing particularly interesting about you, nothing to set you out from the rest. perhaps he just finds your mediocrity amusing that he can't help but see you as his newest project, forcing you out of your comfortable, little bubble for his game.

♡ yandere!narrator who immediately integrates himself into your life, pretending to be your inner voice and follows you around like a ghost. he watches how you interact with other beings and scowls whenever another human has to nerve to interact with you.

♡ he who manipulates others into hurting you, breaking your trust and thus forcing you to isolate yourself from society, so he can play with you longer.

♡ he who eventually gets jealous and sick of not being able to physically bond with you, and comes down to your world by possessing your workmate crush and claiming you all for himself<3

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𝗪𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗘 𝗔𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘 (8:11) .ᐟ

summary, it's getting late and on your way home, you share a carriage with your friendly co-worker. or at least, that's how it's supposed to go.

featuring, (john) the narrator x gn!reader

tags, obsessive behavior, unreality, 4th wall breaks depression, suicide, mentions of death, lil bit more fucked up than usual

notes, i got bored and i wanted to experiment on more concepts !! this is less yandere focused, but more horror/thriller focused. this is just a concept still, so i might post more about this oc 🫶 (im not too happy with the way i wrote this but eehh)

8:11 pm. You didn't realize how late you were working until you checked the time on the punch machine. It's been a couple weeks since you started doing overtime to earn enough to pay all your monthly expenses, and now you didn't have a job to support yourself.

Your boss's voice still rang in your ear, his incessant yelling and degradation scratched the walls of your ear canal like a power drill piercing your head. And when you recieved an email telling you have been fired, the scratching became worse and you almost reached your fingers inside your ear and pull out your eardrums. Almost.

With a sigh, you step down into the metro station. It was eerily quiet, but you've gotten used to coming home late at this point. You brought yourself a ticket from the self-service machine and began waiting. You let your body collapse onto a seat, your limbs turning numb from the cold.

Usually you'd busy yourself with your phone while you wait, but for some reason, there's an itching urge to look around your surroundings. Of course, it's just a boring old train station with blank tile walls and the distinct smell of something metallic and dusty, of steel break dust and creosote.

Though... there was something off by the lighting. It was yellowish, the color intensifying at random intervals. But you brushed it off as the staff changing out the lights. Maybe they wanted the station to feel more cozy, yet the yellow just felt dizzy and vomit-inducing.

You turned to the train tracks, the metal glinting at the light as if taunting you. It beckoned you to come close, to jump into its arms. The tracks got closer and closer, until you were standing over the ledge and looking down at it. It offered a chance to get rid of all your problems, a chance to never worry about paying rent in time or being able to afford yourself dinner.

You saw the lights, you heard the whistle. And you jumped without a second thought.

... Wait, that— that wasn't supposed to happen. No. Let's try again.

8:11 pm. You didn't realize how late you were working until you checked the time on the punch machine. It's been a couple weeks since you started doing overtime to earn enough to pay all your monthly expenses and you couldn't take out your frustrations on after-work drinking anymore.

With a sigh, you exited your office building and headed down the streets. There were still some shops open, but with the state of your wallet, you don't think you can afford to buy anything.

You begin to walk to the direction of the train station, scrolling through your phone mindlessly and hearting your friends' posts on facebook. Seeing your friends' smiling profile pictures made your heart warm. You couldn't help but find happiness through others' lives, even if your own was shitty.

When you looked up from your phone, you noticed you were about to cross the road. Immediately, you tuck your device in your pockets and wait for the walk sign to change. There weren't any cars around, but you can't be caught by jaywalking. Seconds tick by and the stick figure changed its position, indicating it was okay to walk.

However, as you crossed the street, a loud shriek made you freeze in place. A blinding light came towards you and a hulking truck crashed into your body. The last thing you felt was the cracking of your ribs, broken bones digging into your heart.

... That's not right either.

.... acks got closer and closer, until you were standing over the ledge and looking down at it. It offered a chance to get rid of all your problems, a chance to never worry about paying rent in time or being able to afford yourself dinner.

Immediately, you snapped out of it when you saw the lights and managed to pus yourself away from the edge just before the train could snag you down on its path.

The sound of your heartbeat rang loudly in your ears like a grating whistle, you can feel the left ventricle pumping every inch of blood into your fragile body. Adrenaline coursed through your veins like a drug.

You let out a sigh of relief. You couldn't believe you almost killed yourself, much worse you don't even remember how you even got so close to the train tracks in the first place.

The doors open, a hissing sound sparked in the air. If you looked hard enough, you could see a light fog seeping out of the carriage and gracing the tiled floor. It felt unnervingly warm.

For some reason, you peeked your head inside only to see if carried no passenger. It was normal for the train to be empty around this time, but the warm air exiting the train felt as if something or someone had been inside just a moment ago.

And then, the door closed. And your head dropped to the floor.

... You heard the sound of metal screeching and you felt something— more like someone —pulling you by the arm. You yelped in pain at their harsh grip and as your nose bumping into their chest. The train now sat where you had planned to lay, snapping you out of your thoughts. It was quick, and you found yourself grasping your beating chest. You barely noticed it had arrived in the first place. It could've been you under its wheels, organs crushed and splattered across the tracks.

The doors open, a hissing sound sparked in the air. If you looked hard enough, you could see a light fog seeping out of the carriage and gracing the tiled floor. It felt unnervingly warm.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?"

You jumped and looked around, finally paying attention to your savior. Then, you hear him call out your name, "Ah, you're..."

"It's... John. I'm your co-worker, yes." John reminded you, smiling uneasily yet with a sense of relief. "But are you really okay? You weren't planning to jump, are you?"

Your eyes widened and you shook your head immediately. "N-No! It wasn't anything like that, I'm perfectly fine. I just... I wasn't paying attention."

His face twisted into a pained expression, as if he doesn't entirely believe you. You winced as his grip on your arm tightened.

Finally, he sighed and ran his hand through his hair. John gave you a tight-lipped smile, as if he's trying to convince himself that everything was fine. You smiled back to convince him that it was.

"Alright, fine. But I'm still gonna accompany home, and no you can't refuse." His usual playful tone returned, and you found yourself chuckling slightly. "Come on, we can't make the train wait forever."

... Don't die on me again, dear. You're my favorite by far.

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god i hate making masterlists 😭😭 I am never making one, i hate it

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it increased to 22. me and my 22 homies are enjoying life

me and my 19 followers are thriving in the tumblr jungle lets gooo ‼️‼️‼️

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woke up with 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 ideas but my respiratory system is FUCKED. i will find a way to merge two ideas together

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me and my 19 followers are thriving in the tumblr jungle lets gooo ‼️‼️‼️

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I just found your blog and I like it!

It may seem like nothing, but the way you write some specific situations, like when reader is sick on your yandere roomate post, is lovely to read.

If your first language is English then it may be something easy and boring to write for you. But since English isn't my first language, seeing the way you write that situation, the way you describe it so accurately, it's....illuminating. it sounds exaggerated 😅 but you're showing me how that specific situation is explained in English and I like that, I like to learn that.

Anyway, keep up the good work 👍I really like your content 💓

OH MY GOD THANK YOU SO MUCHHHH 😭💞💞💞

this means a LOT cause im super insecure about my writing style but any praise or criticism is soo much appreciated!! im glad i managed to describe the situation well cause i tend to worry i might be word-vomitting on something so simple</3

english isn't my first language too! so youre not alone^^ it can be a difficult language especially with spelling and stuff but i got used to it after writing for 9 years now

again thank you so so much for sending this ask, you are a Godsent 🙏

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𝗞𝗘𝗘𝗣 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗦𝗘𝗟𝗙 𝗦𝗔𝗙𝗘 .ᐟ

summary, you end up getting sick after a horrible day and ryunosuke uses this chance to finally take care of you!

featuring, yandere!roommate/assassin x reader

tags, obsessive/protective behavior, mentions of murder, slight suicidal ideations coming from mc (not too much though), self-indulgent

notes, currently sick at the time of writing this 😭💔💔 this was just supposed to be a 500+ wc drabble, but uh it got kinda long

       You live a life of such shame. When the world was in the bad mood, it likes to take it out on you. Just like today, not only were you late to your first class, it also began to rain heavily and yout expensive textbooks took the most damage. And you also got mugged just outside your apartment, isn't that swell?

       A soft groan escaped your lips as you felt your forehead, it was searing hot against your palm. Great. You got sick too, burying you much deeper in your pit of troubles and problems. At this point, death was staring to look like a pretty good end. Unfortunately not many people die from getting a fever.

       Tossing and turning in your bed, you barely noticed the sound of the front door opening, too busy sulking about the next days spent lying sick and sniffling in bed.

       When Ryunosuke entered the apartment, he half-expected you to be in the living room. He had just finished a job and cleaned up before coming home since there was still some light out, but the place was strangely quiet. It made him unease.

       "Hellooo, anybody home? Roomie?" He called out, forcing his voice to steady despite the worry worming in his heart. When he heard your groans, his attention snapped to your bedroom door and didn't hesitate in approaching it and letting himself in.

       His gaze landed on your crumpled form on the bed, the blanket seemingly undecided whether to cover you or fuck off entirely. Your face was red, and your eyes half-closed and wet with tears that you could barely see Ryunosuke through your difficult breathing.

       On one hand, he felt relief knowing you weren't in any kind of danger, but on the other... He didn't like seeing you in any pain. Even if it was a simple fever.

       He sighed and shook his head, "You went and got yourself sick, huh? Poor baby." He approached your bed and sat beside you, moving your hand away from your head and touching your forehead. He almost took his hand away from how hot it was. "Holy shit, you're burnin' up!"

       You grumbled, half-aware of his presence. You weakly hit his arm which barely did anything to him.

       "Even when you're sick, you still got some spunk in ya." He chuckled, carding his fingers through your hair and fixing it out of your face. Then, he stood up. "I'll go get somethin' real quick. Wait here and don't move."

       Then, he got up and left. However it didn't take him several minutes to return and he comes in with a basin of cold water and soaked a hand towel in it. He wrangled the excess water out before pushing your hair up and carefully placing the wet towel on her burning forehead.

       For a while, it eased your fever slightly but you still heaved, nose still clogged with mucus and making it hard for you to breathe. Every time you open your eyes it just stings and you wish you could gouge them out just to make the irritating itch inside stop.

       "You want anythin' to eat?" Ryunosuke asked, his hand tenderly resting on your stomach. "I can cook up some chicken soup if you want."

       Despite your inability to do much, you forced yourself to speak. "Yes... please." You coughed, nearly choking on your own spit. "Chicken sounds... nice." Your voice sounded awful to your ears, but Ryunosuke found your hoarse voice all the more endearing.

       "Of course."

       He hates seeing you suffer, but if it's the only way you'll rely on him, well... maybe it wasn't all too bad.

...

       If there was anything Ryunosuke more proud of than you, that was his cooking skills. He may be an assassin, but if he had a better life, he would've started his own restaurant.

       As Ryunosuke thought of it, he stared down at the chicken soup slowly coming to a boil in a pot over the stove. His own reflection stared back at him.

       Maybe he still could start a restaurant if he get a kill that's big enough to retire comfortably. It would be nice to live a normal life for once, with you in the equation.

       But that's a thought for next time, Ryunosuke concluded and put out the fire. He scooped some soup into a small bowl and filled out a glass of water. He took to the bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet, grabbing a few pills for headache and fever, then placing it all on a small little tray to easily bring them to your room.

       "Oh little roomie, dinner is served!" He barged into your room like it was his own, the tray in his hands. He set it down on the nightstand before settling down on the edge of your bed.

       "You okay? How's the wet towel helpin' ya?" Ryunosuke asked and felt for your temperature. "The fever seem to calm down a bit, that's good."

       Even as he spoke, you barely could pay attention to his words but when he suddenly lifted you up from your bed to sit up, you groaned and snapped out of your half-asleep state.

       "... What?" you sniffled, your nose clearing up slightly now that the blood flow to your head has decreased and lessened the swelling in your nasal passage.

       "I said you need to eat, so you can take your medicine. Were you even listening?" Ryunosuke's deadpan voice reached you at last, his words still slightly muffled by the sickness but you finally understood him. He picked up the bowl and scooped up a bit of soup, "Say ahh." He ordered.

       And you complied. Opening your mouth, you can feel the sides of a warm spoon entering you as hot chicken soup slid down your throat, warming your insides when it goes down in your stomach. Even though your taste was a bitter, you can vaguely taste the salt on the chicken bits and the soft vegetables under your molars.

       "Taste good, doesn't it?" He asked with a smirk. You nodded, and he took it kindly. "I knew it. My cooking is always delicious."

       You couldn't help but laugh through your sick-induced delirious state, albeit weakly. As you began to settle down more easily, Ryunosuke sighed in relief.

       Despite his calm persona, deep inside Ryunosuke was worried about the possibility of your condition worsening if he had come back home at his usual time. His heart finally returning to its normal pacing at the sight of your relaxed figure.

       Then you weakly croaked, "A guy..."

       A guy? This peaked Ryunosuke's interest.

       "A guy took my money... earlier..." you sniffled, "he held me at gunpoint in front of the apartment and... told me to give him everything I got..."

       Huh.

       "That's... kinda sad, huh? I got sick and my money's gone too." You laughed bitterly, but you were still upset at having all your valuables stolen.

       For a moment, Ryunosuke didn't move. He didn't move for a long while, he just sat there as if deep in thought. It confused you a bit until he let out a chuckle, "You got mugged, huh? That won't do." He suddenly got up which confused you more.

       You tried to sit up, but your lumb limbs was too heavy to move. "R-Ryu? Where are you?"

       'Just goin' somewhere. Don't worry." Ryunosuke reassured you. When you opened your eyes slightly, you can see him standing by the doorway, about to close the door. "Just stay here and get some rest, m'kay? Got work to do."

        You backed off at the mention of his work, "Oh... Okay then." Then he left without another word.

...

       It was 12 in the morning when your phone suddenly buzzed. You woke up to a pounding headache and a quiet house. When you went to pick up the phone, you heard Ryunosuke's voice on the other line:

       "Hey, roomie. You already up or did I wake you? Well, that doesn't matter. I just wanna say I'll be comin' home soon, just took some trash at my work. Don't stay up too late now, okay?"

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𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗘!𝗔𝗖𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗜𝗩𝗔𝗟 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦 .ᐟ

summary, felix always believed he was destined for greatness. he was smart, rich and "hot" as some might say. but his empire breaks when a new kid break into the scene

featuring, yandere!academic rival x gn!reader

tags, unhealthy power dynamics, clingy and kinda pathetic yandere, delusional and obsessive behavior, implied isolation, abuse of power, he's a bit egoistical

notes, this is a pretty old draft from my wattpad account ermmm this is heavily altered from the one i published at wp

♡ Felix Escoffier is a serious man that follows strict rules and principles. He's the only son of a famous fashion designer who practically owes everyone's parents, so it's natural that they follows his every whims. Even if at times his so-called 'policies' can be overbearing, borderline senseless.

♡ Though his power doesn't only come from his father's connection. He's the student president, as well having the highest honor out of everyone else. He's popular among the school staff and favored by the teachers for his achievements marking a good reputation for the school.

♡ This is his perfect empire where he and only he strictly rules among all the inching worms. The top of the food chain, the king lion. Nobody can stop him from reaching greatness now. Until you did.

♡ After acing his final exams without much of a break, Felix decided to check the ranking board to see where his rank was. Of course, he's confident to see his name at the number one spot, but he needed the boost anyways. However when he arrived at the board, he almost fainted.

♡ He was second to your name. Just who are you? You never appeared in the Top 10 before, so where did you come from? It took every single part of him to not black out right then and there.

♡ Rumors began spreading all the school, the strange new transfer student became the student body's buzzing gossip. Not only did you utterly crushed a man's entire life in a single day, but you were just a commoner. A commoner who managed to get inside such a prestigious school through a scholarship. And not like paying the fee like everyone did! Everyone believed you must've cheated the system.

♡ While the entire school was in shambles, you, on the other hand, couldn't care less. The only reason you managed to topple over the king bee was because your friend had betted that you won't be able to demolish the school ranking in one night. (Guess who had a 100 bucks under their name now?)

♡ Felix couldn't take it. Of course, he was his father's child! The expected successor of his business, the soon-to-be ruler of the fashion emperor! He wouldn't let himself be taken down by anyone, not by the likes of a commoner no less.

♡ So he made the decision to confront during lunchtime, prepared to absolutely obliterate you in front of everyone and ruin any chance of yours to strike back!

♡ But oooh, you so much different from what he heard in the rumors. You weren't disgusting or ugly, and you certainly weren't a cheater when he had tested your knowledge with the hardest question on the exam. Even he got that question wrong multiple times before. And you were so beautiful his jaw dropped at the first sight of your face, he couldn't even utter a single world to stop you from walking away.

♡ When you brushed him off so casually, it hurt his pride a bit. Sure, he had originally planned to ruin your social life, but upon realizing what a valuable asset you could be in his journey of taking over his father's business, but he couldn't let you go now!

♡ He stuck to you like an annoying bug. Always buzzing in your ear and demanding that the two of you must study together despite proudly declaring you as his arch-nemesis in public. Sometimes he gets too close to you, his heartbeat would spike up and his hands get clammy to the point he could barely hold a pencil. Just brushing his arm against yours was enough to make his nose bleed.

♡ Plus, he's always complaining if you don't wear your uniform correctly. But anytime you take your blazer off— or god forbid unbutton the first button if your blouse —the little skin revealed makes him flustered to the point of him running away to deal with himself.

♡ But in the next exam, your ranking immediately dropped to the bottom. It made the student body stir with confusion at this development and prompted a lot of questions from classmates and teachers alike. But Felix was more than just mortified to see the change and nearly fainted when checking the board again.

♡ He had to confront you again, of course, there's so much to discuss! Did you perhaps give up or did he scare you off? No matter, he'll just drag you back so you'll be his rival again! That is until he saw you hanging out with your friends.

♡ Of course, the only explainable reason why your ranking dropped was because of those delinquents! Despite your brilliance, your social awareness must not be as sharp as he thought. These braindead hooligans are influencing you and dragging you into their mess! Don't worry, he'll guide you back on the right path.

♡ So he made the proper arrangements. He used his power to forcibly change your schedule to match his, so he can always watch over you even during classtime. The teachers are now much harder on you, so you can focus on your studies more instead of goofing off with your so-called 'friends' (devils, he calls them), and everyone begins moving you out of fear of facing his wrath.

♡ It won't be too long until he's all that you have left. You're completely isolated from everyone at school, and your mountain of schoolwork isn't helping with your ruined reputation.

♡ However, fear not. Just let him help you with you and just depend on him. He'll mold you into the perfect rival, just for him.

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𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗘!𝗥𝗢𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗘 .ᐟ

summary, your roommate, ryunosuke, is your typical joe. albeit lazy, but at least he pays his share of the rent. just don't ask too much question about what he does after dark, alright?

featuring, yandere!roommate x gn!reader

tags, unhealthy character dynamics, obsessive behavior, mentions of murder, implied stalking, drugging

notice, posting yandere on tumblr for the first time 💔💔 i mostly post this kind of stuff on my Wattpad, but lmk if you vibe or not 👉👈

♡ Being a part-time worker and a college student was a tiring combination. Even more so when you rented out a fairly cheap apartment and even then struggle to pay the rent.

♡ So that's why you pulled up to your facebook group looking for a roommate to share the rent with. When someone replied to your post, you immediately accepted them without a thought.

♡ However, when they arrived... You realized maybe you should've done a background check beforehand.

♡ Ryunosuke Kurokawa, that was the name he gave you. And to be frank, he's the most laziest guy you've ever met. You would've regretted letting him live with you if it he hadn't been paying his share.

♡ He is a med student and studied at the same school as you, but he took online classes because 'he couldn't be bothered to walk there' (It was literally a 15-minute walk away). You barely saw him do his chores though you never entered his room before, so you weren't sure if it was even clean or not. The most effort he gave was cooking for you and taking out his laundry basket from his room for you to clean.

♡ Whenever you come home from college or after working a tiring shift at your job, you either found him lounging in the living room with a some random sitcom playing in the background or cooking up in the kitchen wearing a cringey 'kiss the cook' apron that he bought off amazon.

♡ However, he's a fairly exceptional cook— something you never expected from a guy like him —and his meals were so fancy that you weren't sure if a college student like him could even afford the ingredients! Come to think of it, he never told you what his job was....

♡ Of course, Ryunosuke couldn't just tell you that he killed people for a living! That would instantly end up with him kicked out, worse in jail, but he told you he worked at a random convenience store so his late night missions would be excused.

♡ He has killed many, ranging from politicians to shitty husbands. Sometimes murderers like him if it were requested by his cilents. He couldn't care less if he had to kill an  innocent person or not, it's what pays the bills and he gets to feed you tons of tasty food.

♡ It took him so long to track you down, always waitig for the right time to slip into your life like the parasite he is. But when you posted needing a roommate, well... not only he could integrate into your personal space, but help you with your situation too! It was a win-win in his book.

♡ However, whenever you asked questions about his life, it was getting harder and harder to lie and hide his secret nightly activities. Like, 'What are you doing out so late?', 'Why is there a weird, red stain on your shirt?', things like that.

♡ Sometimes, he'd offer you some tea and slip a sleeping pill into your drink so you'll go to a deep and heavy sleep, ensuring you won't wake up when he comes barging in through the window, his sniper rifle warm after putting a bullet through another small-time politician's head.

♡ And when he's all cleaned up and done, he'd sneak into your room and starr down at your sleeping form. So sweet and innocent, oblivious to the blood on his hands and only ever viewed him as an average guy (and maybe something even more than just a roommate).

♡ He pressed a tender kiss on your forehead, bidding you sweet dreams before heading off to his room.

♡ Just being with you was enough to make all his trouble worth it. Even if it was at the cost of his life, he'll do anything just to keep you close to him.

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OH MY GOD I HAVE NOT BEENW RITING IM SO SORRYYYYY i need to pick up the slack

im now opening this account for multi fandom requests becuase of the current situation with enstars but!! I'll still write for it^^

again requests are open so pls dont hesitate to send an ask!

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crying cus i have to skip the new shuffle unit event to save up 4 december 💔💔💔

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the urge to write something arashi... something naru.... nana pls save me....

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@naruuism !!

HEY... moots pls:333 💜💜💜😁😁🥺🥺👉👈

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also i rlly love ur smaus theyre so silly and fun to read 👉👈

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AJSJSJ I FORGOT TO SAY THAT THIS IS MY SIDEBLOG 😭😭 im following you on main ✌️

HEY... moots pls:333 💜💜💜😁😁🥺🥺👉👈

aaaa ofcc!!!

also i rlly love ur smaus theyre so silly and fun to read 👉👈

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nvm i found it

it's a3! and it was discontinued a year ago god fucking damnit

guys i need help with finding something

i recently uncovered a memory of me playing this idol raising game with an all-male cast ?? it's similar to enstars, but im not too sure if it's js idol raising or also a rhythm game

the only specific thing i could remember is that the mc is called manager by the cast and the start of the game is basically this group of idols being in a dorm and one of them is a runaway i think....

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guys i need help with finding something

i recently uncovered a memory of me playing this idol raising game with an all-male cast ?? it's similar to enstars, but im not too sure if it's js idol raising or also a rhythm game

the only specific thing i could remember is that the mc is called manager by the cast and the start of the game is basically this group of idols being in a dorm and one of them is a runaway i think....