ritenoshose
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My idea of the demons actually look like . BC I envision this world a little darker. Also, I'm a dirty monster lover, and no I won't apologize.
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- Part 1 of True Forms
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03 Jul 2024
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Sergeant “Crow” and Lieutenant Simon “Ghost” Riley are idiots in love in the middle of a constant battle field.
Or, a reader insert fic where I lose my mind but have fun writing. I hope you enjoy the ride!
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Asylums for the Feeling by rivalactions
Fandoms: Among Us (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
23 Dec 2023
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"Your mask. Take it off."
"I'm not-" Corpse started with a hollow laugh of disbelief, like he thinks that this is just a weird prank Sykkuno is playing on him. "I- no. I'm not taking it off, Sy."
"I need to see. Whatever you’re hiding, I need to know. I need to know what you’re keeping from me, what you know, what happened, I need to know, before it happens again or I find out you’re lying to me or you’re not who you say you are, if you if you killed all those people, I need-” His voice continued until he ran out of breath, dropping his head down as he tried steadying himself again.
[ Sykkuno is looking for an Earth 2.0. Corpse is the last survivor of his crew. There's something off about this planet. ]
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Bookmarked by ritenoshose
19 Apr 2022
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Like a life preserver, Hinata always manages to pull him back up.
— or: kageyama tobio is worthy of love
Bookmarked by ritenoshose
14 Feb 2022
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i am ill, but i'm not dead, and i don't know which of those i prefer by notdarthvader
Fandoms: 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games)
24 Jun 2018
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The broken parts of his personality stain across polished wooden floors, slipping through his fingers like sand, like blood, when he tries to force the jagged edges of himself into something that looks like a person.
The most he ever manages is the roughened, snarling shape of a maddened dog.
And some days, it’s even less than that.
He survives.
It’s enough.
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Bookmarked by ritenoshose
21 Jun 2021