(UPDATED COVER AGAIN!! Yes I made that art (kinda) and yes that's an ALNST reference :3) First FANDOM related fic in general DID I COOK CHAT- (CHAPTER 3 PREDICTION !! Obviously not canon. Also, Sorry not sorry Charwhit shippers 😊 (I am one myself)-) (And no, this isn't being finished anytime soon.) (I only made this because y'all voted yes when I asked+ There's SEVERE lack of Whit ANGST fics. Soo, I hope I could have made up for that gap somehow by writing this-) (POSTED ON AO3 TOO !) (Omfg I need to rewrite this at one point, maybe-)

Won't be posting in a while! No smut please!! (May be deleting some one shots) Also I do not claim drdt or any of the characters. I am just a fan of the series.

Oh wow i cantbekievevi UFKCING DDI THIS Anyways yea it obv takes place in a non-killing game au 🥰🥰🥰 Idk i was fucking bored ok i'm literally at school when i decided that "hey! i should make this!" and HERE WE ARE. Ok enjoy :)

𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘪'𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦,𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵....

𝙰 𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜!! . . . !!𝙼𝙰𝙹𝙾𝚁 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙸𝙻𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙳𝚁𝙳𝚃, 𝙳𝚁𝙰, 𝚂𝙳𝚁𝙰𝟸 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙹𝙴𝙲𝚃: 𝙴𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚂 𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙴𝙽!! 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚜, 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚢, 𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕. 𝙿𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚒𝚛.... 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛.... 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛, - 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚑𝚞𝚐... 𝚝𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚋 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚞𝚗

"I'm tired of acting like this is ok. It hurts. It's cutting me open. I'm tired of you. I'm tired of this world."

Just oneshots with any DRDT character! Nothing else I guess I DO NOT OWN DRDT, all the characters beside the OC's are not mine.

This Book includes!: Gay Gay Homosexual Gay Chaos Slandering Swearing

Magenta, a color which is a mix of both purple and pink. When put into a killing game neither Charles nor Whit thought they'd end up falling in love in such conditions, yet they slowly start to realize they have as they grow closer.

He knows he's screwed. He knows he will die. If people get in the way, it won't ease the agony and pain.