The "sorry My Follower Added That Comment To Your Post" Cake Is Arguably The Rawest And Most Brutal Reaction

I have one more request that I know of but I’ll have to get to it tomorrow because I had more stuff to do today than I thought which left less time to work on my writing :(

I’m hoping for another snow day but if not, I’ll still work on it when I can <3

<good night>

it’s cuddle time 

I've seen a few theories about Gin being a traitor/the "mastermind" because we've never seen his collar, but I personally cant believe it from what we've seen so far lol

But in 3-1, Gin and Hayasaka are connected through their collars.

We also dont know his trial, so it's possible they had to work together somehow? (I havent played in a while and don't remember all the details, so I may just not remember if they mentioned it lol)

But I think they've got something to do with each other more than just the collars

Maybe thats how he knew then? Because he witnessed it firsthand?

Yo yttd fans i just realized smth

Spoilers for 2-2 and 3-1, the characters i mentioned are in the tags

Okay so this is when we're opening the dummies's coffin at the beginning of 3-1, after we opened Midoris and found nothing, another coffin appeared and it was Hayasakas

Then Gin said...

KGOkev XD

After the first picture, Sara only said that Hayasaka is one of the victims of the first trial

And to be noted

Not specifying of how he died

Then Gin said what he said at the 2nd picture

It's... Pretty accurate for someone who doesn't watch the victim video...

And to be noted again

Sara and Keiji watched his victim video at a room where the heart vent at the pink room of the 1st floor lead to, and Hayasakas video were being played when we notice the monitor

Just a reminder

Maybe Gin went inside there before Sara and Keiji went in there and watched Hayasakas video? Idk but the more i think about this the more i've been convinced that this is probably pointless lol

Feel free to talk abt this with me tho

There's no way this isn't canon

nao probably uses a lot of emoticons while texsting (❁´◡`❁) she prob spells a few things wrong bjut thas bc she types really frantically and fast <333

reko types semi aggressively and straight to the point but it always lacks grammar and punctuation

she also sends a lot of texts in a row

because she cant make up her mind

Mystic Messenger Chat Guide!

For those who still play Mystic Messenger or are just starting out- please enjoy this all-in-one chat guide! (*´∇｀*) if you use please reblog!

Get rainbow stickers too

Reblog if you're not homophobic

Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad. 

some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs

* body language masterlist

* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does

* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes

* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said

* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again

* some more body language help

(hope this helps some ppl)

I finished a request, but before I post it, should I keep doing a word count on my posts? Or should I just say what type of post it is instead (like headanons/stories)?

Hi omg you do Micah content!!

I want to start off saying I ADORE the Micah comfort fic you wrote and wanted to ask for a fic of what he'd do if you were upset/crying? Totally understand if you decline, thank you for taking your time to read this and for taking the time to write lovely fics about him 💖💖💖

Warning: sad start but fluffy end💕

6:11pm

“You know y/n, I’ve been thinking.” You quickly began to panic. Micah never calls you by your actual name, not unless it was something serious.

“I think you were right. About it not working out between us. We both work a lot and lets be honest, this whole thing is getting kinda stale. Not to say you aren’t attractive or that you did something wrong. I’m just… not interested anymore.”

You stared at the screen in shock. The man who time and time again told you this could work, no matter how many times you tried to deny it, was now calling it quits. You weren’t even sure how to respond.

“Don’t worry I’ll make sure to remove this server and it’ll be just like it was before I showed up. Have a good life ok?” The call suddenly ended. Within seconds the server disappeared, solidifying that you’d never see Micah again.

You quickly jolted out of your sleep, your eyes meeting the ceiling of your bedroom. It was a nightmare, thank god. You looked next to you to see Micah fast asleep. Right, he had came over for the weekend. You sat up in your bed, removing Micah’s arms from your waist before curling into a ball. You know it was just a bad dream but you couldn’t help but worry. What if Micah did get tired of you? What if he did find your brattiness exhausting? What if… he didn’t want you anymore? You couldn’t stop the tears from spilling out of your eyes, your sniffles waking Micah up.

“Hmm? What’s going on?” Micah was trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes. Once he finally realized what was happening he quickly sat up pulling you close to him, gently rubbing your back.”

“Hey, whats wrong angel? Did something happen? Was it a nightmare? Take some deep breaths, then we’ll talk ok?” Micah waited patiently for you to relax before you spoke. He didn’t care if he was tired. You needed him, thats all that mattered right now.

He gently wiped the tears from your eyes and face as you explained the nightmare to him and all the emotions you were feeling. Seeing how much it hurt you made him wanna cry to. You meant the world to him and the thought of being separated scared him as much as it scared you. He pulled you even closer to him, letting your head rest on his chest.

“Angel, I could never get tired of you. Dream Micah is a dumbass ok?” You giggled a little bit at his remark, which was the reaction he was hoping for.

“But on a serious note, you don’t ever have to worry about my feelings changing ok? I love that you’re bratty! I like the challenge, and though you try your best to hide it I know you’ve got it bad for me.” You lightly hit his chest as you looked up to glare at him. He chuckled and kissed your forehead in response.

“Sorry, sorry I’ll stop joking around~ but seriously though. I don’t think I could ever get tired of you angel. Yeah we both work a lot but knowing that the second I finish work I can spend time with you is what keeps me going. I always look forward to the weekend because I know I’ll get to hold you again. And there is nothing stale about our relationship. If there was I would’ve just planned a get away to shake things up. I could easily buy an island and we can take a vacation if you want. I’m serious it wouldn’t be hard. As a matter of fact how about we do just that?”

You quickly stopped Micah in his tracks, telling him he didn’t have to do all that. He always had a habit of pulling out wild ideas from thin air. You explained that you can’t call out so suddenly like that.

“Why not? I’ve done it before. How do you think I found time to visit that first time? But if an island trip seems too much, how about a stay-cation? We can do anything you want if it makes you feel more secure about our relationship. Either way I’m staying longer than just this weekend. I know I don’t have to but I wouldn’t feel right going back home without knowing that you feel 100% certain that I’m never gonna leave you. So whatever you wanna do, we’ll do it. You mean the world to me, ok?”

“Well right now I wanna go back to sleep. We can plan this stay-cation in the morning ok? Its late.” You snuggled up to him again, letting him wrap his arms around you like he did before you woke up. He gently kissed your cheek as he closed him eyes.

“Goodnight angel, I love you. And I always will.”

“I love you too Micah.”

i think the funniest and realist thing i’ve realized lately is how troubling idealization can be. every person is just… a person. the very people you want to impress or be apart of are just people. even if they seem wildly intimidating because of the way they look or because of their reputation, every one is just a person. human. as embarrassing, as remorseful and they are going through stages of growth just like you are. we only see what we want to see and then drown ourselves further in our own depression and we don’t have to.