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⌂About me:

hiya! im kura
pronouns: any!
occupation: doppo enthusiast

BEFORE YOU FOLLOW
i tweet/retweets lots of doppo, hifumi, and hifudo! i just think matenrou is neat and that they deserve all the happiness in the world ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡
♡♡♡ BELOVED OOMFS ♡♡♡
♡ @_blacklotte ♡ @_Nanami_M_ @_Kuroshi__ @bunnie_lily (crab and nou) @yuudoufu @hifumiracle @ramumemura @Keiyens @stelarcat @Fire_Ota
⌂Will write:

AUs, fluff, angst, etc... (please don't be afraid to ask!)fandoms: hypmic, identity v, paradox live

⌂Will not write:

NSFW, proships, noncon, incest, gore

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STATUS
currently open!
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SAMPLE (DM FOR MORE!)
Suddenly they were back in high school, sitting beneath blooming sakura trees. Hifumi, just like now, was holding a strawberry popsicle bought with Doppo’s hard-earned money, smiling the same smile as always—giggling the same giggle as always—too busy being happy to notice the way his popsicle dripped and dripped, first onto his palm and then trailing down his wrist in a string of sticky mess. Doppo, just like now, reached out to swipe his thumb over the sugary trail, a gentle brush of skin against skin which sent a jolt of electricity through their veins, till Doppo’s own popsicle no longer tasted of soda but of love.
ao3: Daichan