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hello everypony!! ^^ i’m back after a day of absence tehe >//< and yes!! the voices are getting louder!! XDDDDpleasekillmeDDDDDDDD
Shout out to "i wanna socialize with my Internet friends but I don't have anything to talk about", gotta be one of my least favorite predicaments
Hello! I'm super excited to announce that I'll be hosting Naoreko Week again this year! Below the images, I'll also write out what's on each picture for translation and accessibility purposes. I look forward to seeing everyone's submissions this year!
Naoreko Week 2025 will start on June 8th and end on June 14th.
Prompts:
Day 1: In-game / Post-game
Day 2: First Meeting / Double Date
Day 3: Swap AU / Scene Recreation
Day 4: Anniversary / Middle Birthday
Day 5: Staying in / Going out
Day 6: Concert / Museum
Day 7: Free Day
Rules:
1. Any type of submission, such as art, edits, or fanfictions, is welcome on any platform! (examples: tumblr, twitter, or ao3) The only condition is that NO usage of AI or uncredited art from someone else will be tolerated.
2. Collaborations are more than welcome!
3. Use the tag #NaorekoWeek2025 to ensure that all submissions are accessible and easy to find!
4. No incestious, pedophelic, or graphic NSFW will be tolerated.
5. Please be respectful of all unproblematic submissions! Everyone's submissions are equally as meaningful.
6. There is no deadline for any submissions! I will try to share every submission throughout the month of june.
7. If you have any further questions, feel free to message me at R0B0NENE on twitter or @neneroboss on tumblr!
Naoreko Week is only one month away! Who's excited? Please make sure to refer to the pinned post here for more extensive information on the ship week! I'm super excited to see everybody's submissions!
Trial 2 - 015 Memory report
Record no.5
The first time we meet, he looks messed up, and when I approach closer, it's seen that he's crying, so I joke with tenderness in my hoarse voice — I don't want to see someone pretty like this crying, and I sit there near him, and, maybe, my mere presence can calm him down a little bit — an unknown person. I can't touch, I can't ask, the most that is able to be done — share the pain in silence, solitude, with which the air is filled... The second time we meet, he already looks annoyed, and I can't help but find it funny — no way, so soon? Give me a chance! Actually, he looks messed up every day, every time that we meet. I don't want you to be hurt anymore... Let's talk about the little things, and hang out together, when you have spare time from being beaten up by someone else. I'm sorry, wording it like this makes me nauseous. You must be tired way too much, so rest in my arms when you feel comfortable enough. Cold, cold. why would you go away ¿ ? . Actually, the first time we met, I immediately continued: But it's not that your appearance is the only thing that catches my attention, it is just the instant thought that came to my mind, to maybe reassure you a bit — because I'm a nice enough person, I don't give much importance to appearance. Why did I approach, then, it's only that, that... I felt lonely, I guess... why would you want to go away don't leave me here don't leave me here don't leave me here_$+??---(&$$_¥£-$$#€¢¥ππ÷{}}}¶=}¶×^|¢×
Record no.6
I wouldn't like to be no more than a marble wall... If you complain about the people close to you yet go back before I even come up with an answer, what is that supposed to mean? I'd prefer a reply. Ahh? You really hate being treated nicely, huh? Oh, no, no. I can't return to the bad habits. It's the biggest honor for someone to consider me a refuge. I'm sorry I failed. I wanted to save you. It's a pity. You didn't deserve my kindness in the first place. I mean, if I haven't seen you up until then, who's to say you ever existed? Though, when I wake up, it feels a bit lonely still. How was it... No... It's not like I can remember… The white of the school's fence… It was noisy, and my whole body went cold… I just didn't want to die. It's a crime to get your life spared when you don't want to live either.
Record no.7
Am I weird for that? I wake up and I can't breathe. Are my words off? If merely my indifference can be harmful, I've got no way to live… Anyone can see, those who haven't noticed yet are soon to stop being quiet, and those who have noticed choose to not tell out of politeness. I have no excuses, so don't tell me. I'm tired of excuses, so stop asking me. You must be thinking I'm too superficial, a soft yet cold shell, or maybe you're thinking how to benefit yourself with my existence, or both, I don't know, I don't hear my words nor see my actions — so I can't guess what would be your response, the way you see me. — I wish you could be in a better place. We were standing in some distant corner of the campus. I was holding his hand in my hands and looking into his eyes that were staring down. — Me too. Yet we aren't born lucky enough. He probably wanted me to say, at least, “I wish I could take you out of there”. But I can't stand making empty promises anymore; I've lost count of them, I'm unable to bear the disgust. My words are capable of anesthetizing the pain, yet not healing; when the effect wears off, people realize all their bones were broken this whole time, and it's my fault, my fault. I don't hate you. I don't want to hate you. it's not your fault that I’m a weird one; you're an innocent soul that ended up in a way too cruel world. After I get beaten up by my own weeping enough, let me try again. I wake up and I can't breathe. I don't rebel against the rules. I was always told that lies are bad; I’ve seen the way they get both the liar and those around them into trouble. So I've decided, if I can't say something with utmost confidence, I'd rather stay quiet — I don't want to cause even more pain, anymore. I don't want the other’s pain to be my fault. Even so, holding my hands over his, I take a deep breath; my words, cold and sweet and slightly biting like the taste of mint, are melting into the spring air: I've been as quiet as I could, and never allowed myself to feel hate for you — even so, why, why are you — I wish I could take you out of there. —why are you hurting me? Why are you hurting me? Why are you hurting me? Why are you hurting me? Why are you hurting me?
gonna tier for kana5 or ena5 (haven’t decided yet) but i’m kinda scared because the last time i tiered for something i got so burnt out i stopped playing pjsk for a year 💔
im so excited and scared for mafu6
“they were flirting with you” and how was i supposed to know such a thing when everyone speaks in codes and puzzles
I love when my mutuals have ocs I like, like that’s great. Mini fandom.
Really cool kickstarter for sculpted textured hair extensions that y'all should check out!! If you don't have textured hair but want to support her, she has other beauty products like hair paint and body butter
Mewing Anzu has been made, Ty @a-storm-of-moss-and-rats for suggesting this :) I had a lot of fun making this!
*kisses you directly on the lips* That doesn’t mean anything. *tries to walk away but my ankle rolls and i break it so now you have to put me down for ethical reasons*
it's salvation, if you think about it
Hot take: Haruka being an adult changes literally nothing about his character. WTF is up with y'all
it feels like my throat and insides are being ripped out
goodbye everypony...this might be it for me
dry swallowed a pill. dying
dry swallowed a pill. dying
how to politely tell someone to kill themself: a guide written by the sexiest tumblr user alive strawberrysundae-07:
KILL YOURSELF LOSER FUCKING KILL YOURSELF
there is no polite way to tell someone to kill themself. you gotta go all the way.
thank you 🥺 thank you 🦶
how much hawk could a tuah hawk if a tuah could hawk tuah
this ask will explode in 24 hours. explode with confetti :3c
okay google how to politely tell someone to kill themself?
im joking, of course, but.
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