"Hey, guys," they greeted, to no one in particular. "I'm just starting up this video diary in case anyone finds this sometime in the future. Heck, maybe even I'll find this in the future."
They paused, stifling a chuckle, breaking eye contact as they closed their eyes, before looking back at the camera once more.
This is the story of how Dedf1sh, the mysterious DJ from the depths of the Deepsea, came to be. Once a regular Octoling, they somehow ended up in the confines of the Deepsea Metro. How they ended up sanitized, however, is a mystery to most, even themselves.
(A/N: Everyone has different headcanons on who Dedf1sh is, so my depiction will be using they/them pronouns as to clear conflicts.)
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s6
─ SLOW-burn, flirting, ANGST, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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