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"I broke all my bones that day I found you crying at the lake" by thatoneshortkid
Fandoms: Super Dangan Ronpa 2, Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types
06 Jan 2021
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a small angsty sondam fic :)
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“Mindwipe?”
“Hmm,” Paul agreed, absentmindedly, gaze caught on watching Anton’s mouth form the word.
“I really want to kiss you right now.” Anton laughed, once, hand blowing the thought away from his temple.
Left with an empty house, Anton and a recently single Paul Baker celebrate with pizza, weed, and more than a few confessions. As Anton's yet to learn, mindwipes only work when both parties let it.
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29 Apr 2026
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“Um,” is what comes out of Paul Baker’s mouth. “It’s- I messed up.”
“Oh?” Anton says, suddenly interested. As if he thought Issa’s incessant force must’ve been inspired by something null, but now sees a reason to continue standing there, listening. “Ohkay. That’s rare. Color me curious.”
-- Or: Paul Baker says the wrong name.
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29 Apr 2026
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Aiden
[Sends location]Will
???
WhatAiden
Dude
It’s Mack
Drunk as hell, I’m fucking cryingWill
Isn’t he with you right now
Is he okay???Aiden
He’s fine lol
Won’t stop whining for you to pick him up
I’m with him right now on the couch
But he wants you to drive him to your place lmfao
[Sends 20 second video]-
Alternatively; Macklin Celebrini is drunk, and Will's a little more than in love with his boy.
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- Part 4 of 271: willmack!
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22 Apr 2026
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“I need a photo of you,” Chris says.
“N-Now?” Buck looks down at himself: long gloves, meatball hands, denim apron. This is not exactly Instagram-worthy material. Beneath the apron, he’s wearing a stretched-out shirt of Eddie’s that still smells of his cologne at the collar. He holds up his hands, brows raised. “I’ve got meatballs on my hands.”
“No. It’s for school. I need a photo of you now.”
Oh. That’s fine. Buck’s got plenty of candid shots he can email Christopher’s way. Eddie’s no photographer, but he’s always been good at catching Buck at the right angle.
But then, shattering Buck’s delight in being part of Chris’s project, he continues: “And one when you were a kid.”
“Oh.” Dread injects itself into his veins—Buck barely has any photos from his childhood, half because his parents never cared enough to take them, but half because he doesn’t exactly like looking at them. He doesn’t look like himself in them. Long blonde hair, itchy dresses, hollow eyes and skin that never fit quite right.
“Um. What’s the project?”
Or: Buck comes out to Chris.
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21 Apr 2026
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“I'm bi.”
Raising his eyes to the rest of the team, Eddie is surprised to find them all staring at him, jaws dropped in disbelief.
So much for warm support.
“What?” Hen finally asks, genuine confusion stamping her face.
“I'm bi,” he says again, more confident… or something like it. “I've been doing some soul searching since Nashville and…” he nods to himself, a shy smile stamping his face as he looks up to his team, “I guess I’m finally ready to share this with you guys.”
They, however, do not share in his whimsy.
“You're joking.” Ravi deadpans.
Or: Eddie comes out wrong—but luckily the rest of the 118 is there to drop kick him out of the closet.
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21 Apr 2026