the real reason endou (or any of the other members of raimon) never clocked that anything was going on with fubuki was because if you had to deal with the dramatics of gouenji and kidou on a daily basis too and just everything they went through in the FF, you'd look at a kid that changes his name every time he scores a goal and be like: 'sure man whatever you say.'
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LET'S FUCKING GOOOO
I'm— pretty sure he can't hit grass type enemies but that's fine! He and Satan can cover for each other's refusal to act their element
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to literally commission art for someone as a gift................. they're SUCH softies and they love each other so much. takes me 30+ minutes to recover every time i think about it. like. mitch had to go pick out the picture and then.. find someone to commission fromfkldsj and then...-- just. and auston having it hung up in his house. in the area he lounges around in most... mmm scream.
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Hello sorry for disturbance
🙏🙏🙏
Do u know that !
📍 Who is the Supreme God according to all our holly scriptures and how does he looks like ?
📍 Why are we so distresed? Why do we die ?
📍 What is the Definition of eternal place ?
📍 Which God can cure incurable diseases and destroy sins ?
📍how can we get rid from all types of evils and intoxication
Read once Holly Book "Gyan Ganga" 📙
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https://www.jagatgururampalji.org/gyan_ganga_english.pdf
(dont click the link its probably a virus)
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Doodled Kasifer and it came out pretty neat so I coloured it. With and without glasses because the glasses cover up his eyeliner (which is important of course)
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@viciouslyfilthy | x.
While Fred was lost in thought, the other seemed to be intentionally staring...and Fred didn't know how to feel. Doe's gaze burnt an uncomfortable hole on his head. Part of him liked the attention, yet the barber wasn't used to it and that fact made him feel uneasy. His tan face dusted with a red tinge, green eyes gazing towards the ground as he felt himself sweat. His hands were clasped in front of him, wrung tightly together to where the knuckles were almost white.
“ W-Well, I… Hm. ”
The barber made a small noise, thinking about their words. While he didn't mind the other's company, something about Doe was vaguely creepy, even more than he would be. Fred swallows the lump forming in his throat, taking a suspicious glance around before leaning down to the other's height, a slender hand outreached yet hesitating because he was wanting to touch their hair.
“ I wouldn’t mind touching your hair… and you touching mine. Maybe hold on being friends, though, yet. I am not used to the attention. I don't even know of your name, good sir. ”
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