Hell Yeah, I’ve Been Boycotting Amazon Since The ICE Raids Started. I’d Love To Go Even Further.

I’ll be the Lame Guy™️ to your Most Gorgeous Woman Ever (platonically)

me and who

Damn right I exist, and I’m gonna look hot doing it

In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.

P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3

EDIT: Well this got a lot of attention! I got a few users asking to print or repost my art and I am unimaginably grateful to everyone's interest, especially since it's a really simple drawing I made on a whim haha! Anyone who is looking to print these out to hang or hand out or repost on another platform is free to do so, although I ask you to credit me and let people know it's from my Tumblr profile! If anyone wishes to do anything else with my art or post and wants to clarify what I consent to then they can message me privately and I'll explain! <333 all my love to my queer siblings

Hate it when that happens. Hope everything goes well, and if not I can steal some prescription meds for you :)

"I'm not disabled I have a system!" 24 hours of unexpected system collapse later, i am a quivering jelly of frothing misery puddling sadly on the floor

All my stuffies love me, my favorite blankie too

*flexes bicep*

Yeah, I’m like the coolest ever

If you're fifteen or older an still sleep with a stuffed animal please reblog this.

Next time, if you want to hurt me, please just shoot me

It’ll hurt less I think

everlark in the big 25?? crazy

Op, you stabbed me

You stabbed me

How dare you

You Are What You Eat

CW: mentions of cannibalism, manipulation and despair toward a young child (Kokichi is three here)

It had been two hours. Kokichi stared at the bowl in front of him—a creamy white soup, with a handful of meatballs floating in it. It was probably cold by now. He poked a meatball with his spoon, his stomach lurching as it bobbed. He swallowed thickly, glancing across the kitchen at the grownup stirring a pot at the stove.

At the severed arm tossed on a cutting board on the counter beside him.

"I don' wan' it," he tried again.

"Aw, that's enough'a that, boy!" Teru-onii-chan turned from the soup to pointedly brandish his spoon at the boy. "There's no way you ain't hungry. You're still growin', ya know? And after I even ground it up nice 'n' fine so ya couldn't tell the difference. The others don't get half as much kindness outta me!"

"B-but—"

"Not like you can taste it, anyhow. You wouldn't know human from pork from beef," he huffed. "Such a waste of my Talents, I swear."

And yet Teru-onii-chan always did seem to go above and beyond for Kokichi's meals specifically. So much effort, so much seasoning, all for the most boring textures. The small boy always wondered why that was. This happened every time. He didn't want it. He never wanted it. It was bland and boring and always had meat. He whimpered, looking back down at his soup. He wondered who it was, floating around inside it. If it was a mommy or a daddy, or...

Maybe a little kid just like him.

The image of a person roasting over a fire wasn't nearly as funny in real life as cartoons always made it out to be.

"I swear, Kokichi, if ya don't eat somethin' soon, you're gonna get sick," Teru-onii-chan tutted. "I'll hafta get your sister—"

Kokichi's blood turned to ice.

"N-no!" he cried, frantic tears springing to his eyes. "Not Nee-nee! Not the tube!"

It went down his nose and felt cold and weird when Nee-nee fed the slurry into it. He swore he could feel it as he hiccuped out panicked little breaths. It felt like he was choking on it.

Teru-onii-chan's expression softened, and he set his spoon aside to approach Kokichi at the table and give him a little pat on the head.

"Ya need ta eat, sugar," he insisted. "You know your Nee-nee only does it 'cause she cares. She'd be awful sad ta know you ain't eatin' again. It'd fill her with so much Despair..."

That word again. Despair. Nee-nee and her friends talked about it a lot, ever since the bad things started and they brought him down here. Kokichi didn't really understand what it meant. They were always so mean to each other on purpose. It almost sounded like Teru-onii-chan wanted him to refuse just to make his Nee-nee sad.

He looked down at the soup again, sloppily wiping his nose on his sleeve. The meat stood out clearly in the white broth, bobbing there like the most normal thing in the world. Teru-onii-chan could give him any other meat, and it'd taste the same, feel the same, may as well be the same. It didn't matter if he couldn't taste it. It didn't matter if he couldn't tell. It made his stomach churn just knowing what it was.

But... Kokichi didn't want to make his Nee-nee sad...

"T-Teru-onii-chan...?"

"Hm?"

"Can... make it hot again...?"

"Sure thing, Pumpkin."

This time he'd do it. This time for sure.

For Nee-nee.

I think maybe he’d be supportive but in an ill-advised way, like saying “Hey let’s go band for band, I want to go to space and you want HRT :)”

Or he’d be more normal about it and Google what could/would be gender affirming to a transfem person

“Shuichi! Google told me that some transfem people like to dress differently to feel more comfortable, and I need a new jacket. Wanna go shopping with me? Also!! Do you have a new name and pronouns? I need to make sure I’m treating my sidekick right ;D”

*Disclaimer: I am not trans

Been wondering how Kaito might react to Shuichi coming out as transfem. Specifically, in a scenario where they've been friends for a bit, gotten to know each other (Shuichi is Kaito's sidekick), and then one day Shuichi says "I'm a girl."

I wonder how Kaito would react to that. I think he'd be supportive (obviously), but what might his reaction be beyond that? How would his support for Shuichi manifest?

What do you think?

I think he’d be shoved in some kind of cultural museum exhibit with the same set design as Celestia’s execution (to make it look more fancy)

with some artifacts here and there, and a few historical weapons scattered around

And a museum curator mistakes him for a thief, so he throws artifacts like a vase at him, a thick book’s spine hits Kokichi right in the nose maybe, plates, broom,

and then eventually just crushing him with a cave drawing slab or something (as a little nod to his og death)

What do we think, op?

what kind of execution do yall think talentswap Kokichi would have? (idk who will be a killer in my fic yet, so I decided to brainstorm execution idea for all of them lol)

That one leaked screenshot of Kokichi from Danganronpa S question mark?

"he would not fucking say that" but you ever be looking at fanart and suddenly its "he would not fucking have abs"

hey buddy,,, idk how to tell you but um,,, i went to hates-you island and um :(( nagito komeda was there :( and he was kissing a woman :(((([[[[

He’s literally the biggest queer I know, there’s no way he would do that

Probably would hate me if he existed, don’t mind that, but he would so not kiss a woman,

that’s like, a doppelgänger I feel