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the urge to hit this pose anytime something slightly inconvenient happens

I’m gonna be so real with you, I had no clue that Natsu/Peko was a thing, but you’re so right about the gender thing. Hope people stop bugging you about that ship soon :)

Why don't you like Natsumi x Peko?

I played with the idea that Natsumi is a narcissist. So I went down the route that she caught that Peko had a crush on someone AND OF COURSE, that person must've been her. She didn't have any feelings for Peko herself, but she didn't mind playing with her.

But then I when I dipped my toes in the water, I was flooded with "Natsumi x Peko is WAY better than Fuyuhiko x Peko". And the only basis for this was that Natsumi and Peko are both girls.

As a Transmasc genderfluid nonbinary, I really hate when things get boiled down to gender. How could you say Natsumi and Peko is a better match when YOU NEVER EVEN SAW THOSE TWO INTERACT. Following strictly the game, Peko never ever reacted to Natsumi's death (I have my own explanation for that but that's another day and a lot of conjecture).

And it really pissed me off when someone said Natsu/peko is a healthier Fuyu/peko. NEWS FLASH ASSHOLE. THE SAME POWER DYNAMIC FOR FUYU/PEKO IS IN NATSU/PEKO!!!

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.

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Musk cuts the team finding Ukrainian children stolen by Russia

Trump’s federal cost-cutting - led by Elon Musk's Doge – has now hit the unit helping rescue Ukrainian children taken by Russia

Russia has kidnapped tens of thousands of Ukrainian children. Putin was indicted for this crime. Yale has a unit searching for them. Musk eliminated the funding.

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