2 Works by NeedlePointToxin
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“That guy down there,” Billzo pointed with a pale finger before shoving it back in his pocket. It was colder now. “He’s definitely named Ranboo.”
Ranboo, the real one that was sitting on the balcony, laughed. “How so?”
“Well, they’re tall. They’re also wearing a mask, real glittery, but it’s a mask. I can’t really see their face, but I’d have to guess they’re absolutely gorgeous.” He turned to face Ranboo now. “Which only makes them more like you.”
Ranboo and Billzo people watch on the balcony, but it's late and they feel a little bolder than normal. Maybe it's the cold.
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A poetic description of how Ranboo loses himself at 2 in the morning, and Billzo finds him by 4.
Trigger Warning for Self-Image and Panic Attacks. Please be safe.