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ooc; dangan ronpa starter call
like or reblog this post for a starter from one of my dangan ronpa muses (mondo, kiyotaka, chihiro, daiya, rantaro, kaito, kokichi). specify or i’ll choose at random, please.
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ooc;; starter call.
like/reblog this and tag a muse or reply to this with a muse for a starter with that muse
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i’m going to make myself clear : if you support transphobia in ANY way — ESPECIALLY towards a minor , then choke . rot. if you feed this dumb ass confession blog attention and if you even BREATHE it’s way in some enabling manner then you are the worst human being to ever walk the earth. y’all are so quick to defend pedophiles and so many fucked up adults on this site but GOD FORBID. GOD FORBID A MINOR IS ATTACKED LOL you’re suddenly blind !!!!! rocky literally did NOTHING to deserve such a random ass attack.
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ooc; starter call!
like/reblog this for a starter of varying lengths. please reply to the post with the muse you’d like!
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“Are they following me because they’re interested in rping or do they just need the follow-back follower count?”
I’ve been seeing this a lot lately and I understand if people get miffed about it. I would be too. And I think it’s a good call to try and interact with folks by calling attention to it.
let it be known though
if I follow you but we never rp, it’s not that i’m using you to get my follower count up.
I’m just rlly bad at making the first move.
Follower count doesn’t mean squat to me since I know that it usually ends up being like, dead blogs I’ll never see again. So yeah.
This is a post where I’m encouraging you, the reader, to make the first move. Just try and talk to the people you follow, even if you don’t think they’d be interested in rping ( provided you follow their rules on contact, mutuals, ect ). Maybe they wanna rp? Maybe they don’t. Your chances can only increase if you come with an idea to bring to the table, so just try it!
Maybe a friendship will happen, maybe it won’t. But at the VERY LEAST you can say you tried.
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Stein snorts, but it’s mostly good natured. “Maybe if I had, we wouldn’t be in this mess.” But, now isn’t the time for maybes or what ifs. Now is the time for action, and for once in his life... Stein isn’t entirely sure what he wants to do.
“You caring about me was the first mistake,” Stein says matter-of-factly. “But -- let’s face it, Spirit. We’re both in our thirties. Do you really want to be stuck with a kid in your fifties? We’re not even married, and...”
And here he hesitates, before sighing. “And I’m scared. Up until recently, I was convinced I couldn’t love anything other than my work.”
ic; stein. open. trip and fall.
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“Yes! I’m the bravest!” Aurora puffs her chest out quite proudly as Stein finishes dinner.
“Well, I do hope you’re still hungry. Dinner’s ready,” he says, and Aurora’s eyes widen and sparkle. “Spirit, can you put her in her chair?”
He has to admit, if himself from two years ago could see the scene in front of him -- him, Franken Stein, actually acting domestic with Spirit Albarn and their daughter -- he might’ve been a little more at ease when he found himself staring at a positive pregnancy test.
He wouldn’t trade this for the world.
ic;; stein. aurora. closed. dinnertime.
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He feels a hand under his chin, and Stein almost flinches, before he remembers who it is with him right now. His yellow-green eyes, dull and cloudy with alcohol and all the pain he’s been pushing down, roll up to look at Spirit. It takes a moment for his words to register, but when they do...
Stein’s quiet for a moment. “...I’m... afraid,” he finally says. “So afraid. Afraid that -- that not feeling love is just something that runs in the family. My mother never told me she loved me. My father never told me he loved me. I don’t think I ever heard them tell each other they loved one another.”
He swallows. “I thought that was normal. How family was supposed to be.”
ic;; stein. bottom of the bottle.
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He huffs a little. “Believe me, if it were up to me I would have done that a long time ago. But it turned out being more of a hassle taking it out than just leaving it.” Nevermind his own reservations about it. But, looking back on it now, maybe he should have.
At Spirit’s second question, Stein swallows a little. “Why would you want to stay with me? You already have Maka, and you’ve never said anything about wanting more children. It’d be less of a burden on you if you didn’t stay.”
ic; stein. open. trip and fall.
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Aurora wiggles a little in her father’s grip excitedly. “Nope, nope, nope! Dinos are cool!”
Stein carefully separates the pasta from the water, making sure that none of it gets dumped down the sink like last time. “I suppose she gets that from me, after all. She doesn’t scare easily.”
ic;; stein. aurora. closed. dinnertime.
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Without even thinking about it, Stein leans heavily on Spirit’s side. Why would he think about it? Spirit’s his partner, in more ways than one. Yes, he could resonate his soul with anyone, but...
Spirit’s the only person he really wants to resonate with.
And no, of course Stein doesn’t realize how out of touch he is with his emotions. A man like him, who’d thought up until very recently that he wasn’t even capable of love or affection, understanding his own emotions? Laughable.
“I’m -- I’m sure they had their reasons,” Stein finally says. “After all, I’ve been like... this ever since I was just a kid. In Kindergarten I always thought it’d be more fun to take people apart than make friends with them.” Morbid and slightly gruesome, yes, but when isn’t he?
“Maybe -- maybe this is what I deserve.”
ic;; stein. bottom of the bottle.
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“Sit down first, at least, then,” Stein says, only half-joking. “Is it really that big of a surprise? We’re both healthy men, Spirit. Well... relatively, anyway.” This is why I was afraid to tell you goes unsaid in the back of his mind.
“I understand if you’re not interested in... continuing what we have,” he continues, still speaking in that detached clinical way he’s used to. “In light of this. It’s fine.”
ic; stein. open. trip and fall.
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“What’s Grey’s Ana-- Ana-- namony?” Aurora finally manages to ask. Stein gives another little chuckle.
“Nothing you need to worry about, sweetheart.” Stein looks over his shoulder and grins at Spirit. “I was kidding, anyway. Though, you know, Marie was telling me just the other day how enamored Lilliana was with Walking with Dinosaurs and that might be a little more of her speed.” Lilliana is Marie and Azusa’s oldest, a few months younger than Aurora. They’ve had a few playdates.
Upon hearing the word “dinosaurs”, Aurora’s eyes widen and she looks up at Spirit. “Papa! Dinosaurs!” She repeats excitedly.
ic;; stein. aurora. closed. dinnertime.
#deadlyredheartbreaker#ic#muse: stein#muse: aurora#i was watching that when i was like three so#me? projecting? never
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Stein’s eyes widen like Spirit’s just told him the secrets of the universe. His wavelength shakes a little, but still reaches out to Spirit, craving that comfort he doesn’t know he needed more than ever. Because, honestly, the comfort he’s getting right now is the only kind he’ll ever get from anyone.
“I -- I didn’t... didn’t know that,” he finally manages to say. “How -- how can it hurt so bad if they -- they don’t touch you?”
His stomach turns, and he feels sick. So very sick.
ic;; stein. bottom of the bottle.
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With a little bit of support, and general inspiration, I’m bringing it back. You like emo-looking detectives? Anxiety in its purest form? Well, you’ve come to the right place! It’s Sai again with a Saihara Shuuichi from Danganronpa V3: Killing Harmony.
Like or reblog this post if you’d like to interact! I hope we have fun interacting.
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Stein sighs yet again. He has the feeling he’s going to be doing a lot of that. “You’re shouting,” he says when Spirit gets closer, Stein folds his arms over his chest and looks away for a moment.
“I’m pregnant, a little anemic and a little dehydrated from vomiting. I’ll be fine, I just need more fluids and some iron.” Stein’s voice is softer than when he first said it. “Honestly, Spirit, sit down. Now you look like you’re going to pass out.”
ic; stein. open. trip and fall.
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Stein’s lips curl into a sly smile. “Now, when have I ever talked trash about you? At least, behind your back, that is.” He turns his back on Spirit and Aurora for just a moment to see if the pasta is ready. He’s a better cook than he was a few years ago, that’s for sure, but on the nights when he’s not feeling up to doing anything “elaborate”, pasta works fine.
Aurora, on the other hand, looks absolutely delighted when her father praises her. “Uh-huh! I’m the smartest!”
“I was thinking Grey’s Anatomy might be a good third birthday present,” Stein jokes from the stove.
ic;; stein. aurora. closed. dinnertime.
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