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[elliescove]

crushing on your best-friend...but it's unrequited prompts !

"the stars look beautiful tonight..." character b says, their eyes locked onto the starry night sky. "don't you think so...?" character b continues as their hand reaches out to the sky. "...yeah." character a responds but their eyes were locked on character b. "so beautiful..." they added with a bittersweet smile.

giving the bigger half of their food when their best-friend asks for a piece.

"you have plans tonight, a?" "i'm going on a date tonight!" "....oh."

character b compiling a playlist for character a, trying to confess their feelings through songs but is to scared to share it to them, instead character b listens to the playlist at night with a million and one thoughts and every single thought is character a.

^ character a is probably sleeping soundly or talking to someone else whilst character b is having a crisis.

searching for them in a crowded room but they're already with someone else.

"you look...amazing." character b says, breathless as they look at character a. "thanks, b. do you think c will like it...?" they asked, blushing at the mention of character c.

feeling a spark of electricity when they hold hands but their best-friend sees it as just platonic.

character a gets into a relationship before character b had the guts to tell them that they were in love with them.

character b religiously listening to heather by conan gray on repeat.

"what?! you're crazy! b is just a friend! b is like a ( brother/sister ) to me!" they laugh as character b's heart crumbles.

character a starts spending more time with someone else, and an unexpected pang of jealousy hits character b but that jealousy slowing fading into guilt as they realised they had no right to be jealous.

overthinking their interactions

^ their best-friend thinking nothing much of it.

being the first one to offer their jacket to their best-friend when they're cold.

"c they stood me up..." character a says with a heavy sigh, tears threatening to fall down their cheeks. "they're stupid for that - who in their right mind would do that?" character b responds, containing their anger knowing they'd never do that to them.

going to karaoke and dedicating a song to them but they're too busy with someone else.

character b re-reading their messages over and over again, thinking about different scenarios and what-if's.

helping character a get with character c knowing that they'll break their own heart in the process.

"...i love you." "love you too!"

prioritising their best-friend's happiness over theirs because if they're happy, so are they.

[hawnks]

You’re scared, you’re confused, your powers just manifested and they’re strong and you’re so small you shouldn’t be able to cause so much destruction, this isn’t you, what is happening to your body?

Everything aches. The ink black veins of corruption are already crawling up your arms— you don’t want to check how close they are to your heart, how close you are to becoming a monster. You don’t want to know.

You find an alley to curl up in, maybe wait it out; you don’t know. You’re not thinking straight. You never thought you were an ESPER, never had a contingency plan for this. And now, at the most dire moment, when your own, raucous power is poisoning your body, you’re alone.

Until you feel the cool, soft touch of a hand on your forehead, a sympathetic hum. “It hurts, doesn’t it?”

You can barely open your eyes, racked with pain and exhausted, but standing with his back to the open mouth of the alley, a halo of setting sun behind him, he looks like an angel.

Maybe you really are dead—

But you feel the hand move, driving down to your own, clasping it. It’s a firm grip, sure and steady. Not painful, but confident.

And then— the pain begins to ebb. A slow trickle of relief that has you pawing at the hand around yours, clutching, begging for more. Like he’s pulling you back to the surface. Like he’s saving you from drowning.

The corruption hasn’t been completely dispelled, but you feel a thousand times better. You feel— safe, as he pulls you to sitting, and then hauls you into his arms.

“My name is Suguru Getou,” he tells you. “I’m your Guide.”

In your muddled state, it’s hard to make sense of what he’s saying. There’s no way he could have been assigned to your case; you yourself just found out your abilities today. How did he know where to find you, anyway?

He carries you to a nondescript car, parked nearby, gentle as he tucks you inside, buckles you in.

Questions tilt in your mind, a kaleidoscope of inquiries. There’s something not quite right about this situation, though you can’t put your finger on it.

You manage to get a few words out, hoarse and exhausted. “Where are we going?”

He brushes your hand, and there’s that sensation again, like his touch is suffused with light. Like his hands hold everything good and kind in the world.

“Home,” he says.

[marsbars1714]

Guess which bitch finally placed an order for tape?

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[kittifer]

Who needs Halloween decorations when you have a black cat who poses majestically all the time? 😂

[sylica-gel]

I drew a cat :3

[dogwithglasses]

These scoob fruit snacks are REALLY showing off his paw pads

[princess--bongwater]

everyone lovesme I'm kitty

[mariocki]

all these job forms ads asking me what my greatest ambition is and i know i should be answering something about advancing in my field or making a palpable difference somewhere but the truth is my greatest ambition is to find a magic sack and the sack has whatever i need in it at whatever time i need it and i just reach into the sack and pull out what it is I need in whatever quantity i need and the sack never fails me

[ly2cheeart]

I want to see her animated sooo bad

[spinostarz]

BOOP‼

its not a cat gif but its a gif

[glitchedcosmos]

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[plushfuckerbait]

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[hawnks]

One thing about me is that I WILL post fic at 1am on a Tuesday and no one can stop me

[the-winters-prince]

BEHOLD, THE CROWN PRRRRINCE OF CAMELOT

(I put way too much effort into this hurry up an clap for me)

I'm on my knees ready to pledge my life and honor to the Bright One, Lleu Pendragon son of Artos Pendragon, the only sun of Camelan.

[kittifer]

Percy being a gamer~

Not shown: him flying off the stand because the fishing sound startled him 🤣

[satanicdollx]

Boop boop!!