Looking In The Mirror Is Pain.

a/n - i wanted to write a danganronpa fanfic other than nagito because you're all fools/j.

ibuki let out an exasperated sigh, fidgeting with the strings of her guitar. “even with my tuner-thingy, i can’t seem to tune it right! ibuki can’t keep doing this!” she flopped down on your shared bed. the instrument seemed to just frustrate her more and more.

“how about you take a break?” you suggested “come back with a clear head.”

the rain pitter-pattered on the roof, the perfect weather to keep ibuki feeling down. “i don’t wanna” she complained, “i want to play!”

you joined her in laying down, jumping onto the bed. “doesn’t ibuki own another guitar?” you smirked, pointing to the other, equally awesome, guitar in the corner of the room.

“you’re.. right!” she perked back up, her cheerful smile spreading across her face. she quite literally rolled off the bed and hit the floor with an oomph. springing back up, she skipped over to the spare guitar and picked it up.

“what’d i tell ‘ya?” with a laugh, you sat up.

“yeah, yeah. now here’s a song i’ve been working on, ‘i squeezed out the baby yet i have no idea who the father is’!” oh no..

Sometimes, stress can get to a person.

Time and time again, you find him on the rooftop. Every time, he leans over the edge as tears roll down his cheeks. And every time, he turns around and smiles.

You're his saving grace. His heart, his world, his everything.

And every time he turns around and sees your sad smile, he can't bring himself to do it.

He truly loves you to the moon and back.

DAZAI, poe, NAGITO, korekiyo (delusional), and any of your depressed favorites!

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i’ve been inconsistently writing fanfics for a year now 😼😼😼

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this is posted pretty late cause the wi-fi at school sucks, but here are some pretty photos

it was fun cause we were on the grid, away from the rest of the school. me and the other guard girlies (gender neutral) had a lot of fun.

a/n – sorry, I’ve been very busy cause I’m going to state for art. i’m waiting on my letterman rn :3

he stared at his screen. what the actual fuck did you send him? his face contorted into something along the lines of disgust as the video went on. the screen was flashing with sparkles, bright pink bows, and images of dictators from WWII. all of this was set to Renai Circulation of all things.

on the other end, you were rolling around your bed and cackling loud enough to break a window. pretty sure you actually did. anyways, as a message from him popped up telling you to kill yourself, you lost it. your fingers made quick work typing a reply.

“whyyyy? :(“

“cause you look like a nazi.”

you could feel his glaring eyes through the phone. his distain towards the video spurred you and your bothersome attitude on. this went on for a while. memes and tiktoks you find in the same sphere blow up his phone. with each one, he found himself falling further and further into existential dread and quietly questioning your whole relationship.

KUNIKIDA, Akutagawa, ANGO, Byakyua, mondo, steve, BILLY, and any other of your mildly annoyed faves

life never feels real.

he never feels real.

because whenever he wakes up, he still feels stuck in a repetitive dream.

every day: wake up. go to work. go to sleep.

it's like his life is a constant loop.

that all changes when you walk into his life. now his days look more colorful.

his days are full of your love.

his days are full of your light.

you are his reason to live.

KUNIKIDA, dazai, NEUVILETTE, zhongli, ajax, and any of your emotionally exhausted favorites!

<3

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