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thebearer · 1 year ago

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stop, thinking of teddys first holidays. she’s still a little new to being earthside. like her first halloween you dress her up in an animal onesie or something, and she’s barely old enough to stay awake for longer than an hour for thanksgiving so everyone’s cooing over how blue her eyes are and how much heartburn you had because of how dark and curly her hair is. and for christmas you get to start your new family traditions, and how carms like “this is more for mama, then you” and she is just sucking on her paci looking at the new lights on the tree

oh i have to elaborate on these i'm sorry this is so cute ahhhhh!!! having an idea that you make a little calendar of teddy or maybe document each milestone with a cutesy type photo shoot??? i think carmen would sob.

thinking about teddy's first halloween. you ordered a little bear costume for her to surprise carmen and it's WAYYYYY too big lol. she ends up in a little pumpkin onesie instead, but carmen thinks the costume is adorable. how big she is in it. then next year, she fits in it and he's stupidly emotional. like beyond emo about it. she can sorta toddle and walk and babble and it's still a little big, but by her third halloween she fits in it. it became a running joke that you'd keep trying until she fit. you'd send a picture every year to your friends and family saying something like "closer this time! maybe next year!"

when it does finally fit, you snap a picture and put it on your instagram.

finally fits. happy halloween from the berzatto's

her first thanksgiving, she's about three months pushing four (i hc she's an august leo baby... she gives leo energy and you know she does). you had so much heartburn. next to carmy's pepto was your tums bc it was so bad. the old wives tale lived up bc she came out with a full head of hair. a true berzatto trait, you decided.

carmen's favorite holiday was thanksgiving. especially with you and his "chosen family" he likes being able to cook and it's not chaos like his usual family. he holds teddy while you eat, you'll spoon him bite fulls of his own meal but he's content being showered with compliments about how good the food is. boosts his ego.

you give teddy a little bit of gravy, off your pinky, everyone at the table laughing when she smacked her lips, eyes opening at the taste. carmen beamed. he'd never been so happy.

carmen and richie are taking a smoke break outside, so you take the chance to snap a photo. teddy all bundled up in a bear onesie (a gift from tina ofc) and you lay her in a pile of leaves.

carmen feels his phone buzz, looking down to see you tagged him in a photo on instagram. he's grinning ear to fucking ear.

first thanksgiving and first leaf pile. big day for teddy bear! thankful for my baby teddy and my baby daddy @/chefberzatto

by christmas, teddy is enamored with the lights. she loves watching the tree, just gawking at it and all it's shiny ornaments. carmen spends a good portion of his time holding her, bouncing her gently in his arms and showing her the many different sparkling trinkets on it.

carmen is doing his best to try and create new traditions, happy traditions that would let teddy grow up loving and looking forward to the holidays. not dreading them and wishing they'd be over soon like carmen grew up with. love and caring instead of chaos.

you'd taken teddy to see santa, which she'd sobbed the whole time about. carmen had to sit next to the mall worker, holding teddy so she'd be halfway calm, but even then she'd refused to smile- only giving a pitiful, pouting lip jut that had you melting and cooing at her.

carmen had insisted on making holiday cookies. gingerbread cookies (more for you and him than teddy) but he said it gave him time to perfect it by the time she could enjoy them. he'd make a batch, a homemade hot chocolate (your powdered and hot water made him gag) sitting down to watch the grinch with you and teddy. you in his arms, teddy cuddled to your chest in her little christmas footy pajamas.

carmen was at work the next day when marcus laughed, calling him over to see what you'd posted.

gingerbread-ted thanks to @/chefberzatto (ps his were good but @/marcusbakes is much better lol)

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nebulousbrainsoup · 1 year ago

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Raise a Little Hell

SUMMARY: It's your first Halloween with Joshua and his friends, and you're more than excited to win their famous costume contest. Just when you think you're bound for the trophy, the secret your boyfriend has been keeping dashes your hopes. PAIRING: Incubus!Joshua Hong x afab!reader GENRE: fluff, suggestive, crack AU/TROPE: demon au, halloween party WORD COUNT: 2.4k WARNINGS: implied alcohol use, not beta read RATING: PG A/N: AHHHHH HE'S FINALLY HERE!! I wanted to post this on Halloween, but alas. It was not finished. This is my contribution to my Evil Twins Halloween collab with @justhere4kpop, who also made me this really pretty banner so we could twin!! Go check out their companion fic, "Oh, Nurse!!" featuring Jeonghan here. There will be two more installments to this universe; Fall from Grace, the smut scene I omitted from this one, and Silk & Spice, a filthy prequel featuring both of the evil twins in all their demonic glory. divs, as usual, from the lovely @cafekitsune masterlist | join my taglist | buy me a coffee?

“You’re leaving in thirty minutes and you’re not even dressed yet.”

Joshua chuckled quietly, smoothing invisible wrinkles in his jacket before meeting Jeonghan’s gaze in the mirror. “I am dressed, actually. I’m a devil.” He smirked, letting his eyes settle into their natural red.

“Every day of your miserable, eternal existence, sure,” the elder hummed, shoving his hands in the pockets of his white lab coat. He’d gone as a doctor for reasons none of the boys could comprehend, and he was judging Joshua?

“It’s not like you didn’t take most of your costume out of your closet, too,” Joshua sighed, turning to level his brother-in-arms with a playful glare. “And I think I look dashing, thank you very much.”

“Look dashing another night. I thought you wanted to win the costume contest, and you’re not going to do that without a costume.” Sighing, the younger shoved his hands in his pockets, watching the gears turn in Jeonghan’s head. He blinked hard when they clicked together, huffing a disbelieving laugh. “You’re serious.”

“Yes, I’m serious! Y/N wanted to do a couples costume, an angel and a devil, and… I figured, as cliche as it is, it might make telling them easier.” His gaze flickered down as he gnawed at his lip, wincing as his fang pierced the inside of it. “This way they can see I’m not lying.”

His friend flashed him a wary look, but nodded. “Be careful. You know the rules.”

Joshua’s expression steeled and he gave a single, curt nod. “She’ll know before she enters the house.”

A knock at the door of your apartment startled you, and you cursed quietly as you glimpsed the time. You knew you had been running late today, but you hadn’t realized just how late. Now, here you were, makeup only half applied and your dear, sweet boyfriend waiting patiently in the hall. Setting down your brush, you hurried to the door, giving Joshua a sheepish smile as you peered around it.

“I’m not quite ready yet, but—” you began, tongue twisting into knots as you caught the heated stare Joshua was giving you. His eyes raked over the near indecent dress hugging your figure, lingering on the curve of your cleavage and appreciating the innocent, glowy look your half-done makeup provided. He ran his tongue over his teeth hungrily as his ruby gaze fixed on your own, stepping into the space properly.

“That’s fine, I think they can wait on us,” he purred, crowding into your space to place his hands on your hips. You could have sworn, between the lust in his gaze and the abnormal red of his irises, that his eyes glowed. “Just for a little bit. I don’t mind missing the costume contest if you don’t.”

You breathed a laugh, reaching up to cup his cheek as you rolled your lip between your teeth. “I think you put too much work into this for us to miss it, honestly,” you hummed, stepping out of his embrace to drink him in. He started to protest, his grip tightening on your hips, but you gave him a firm shove back, humming appreciatively. “When did you have time to do all of this?” you questioned, reaching up for the horns perched atop his head.

Much to your surprise, he ducked away from your touch, gently catching your wrist as a flush color his cheeks. “I, uh… A couple of late nights, y’know?”

You frowned for only a moment before movement caught your eye, and Joshua cursed internally as you zeroed in on the tail behind him. Your furrowed brows shot up to your hairline, a grin taking over your features as you squealed in delight. Every spare shred of his attention went toward keeping the accursed appendage from twitching as you shuffled around him and cupped it in your palms. He sank his fangs into his bottom lip as your fingers wandered over it, tracing down the red gradient to the rounded little spade and back up to where it began to match his skin, finally disappearing under his clothes. By the time you pulled back, he had drawn blood, but he forced a smile onto his lips.

“Shua!” You beamed, and his heart swelled as you jumped up to wrap your arms around his neck. Sighing, he wrapped his arms around your middle, tucking his nose into your hair to breathe you in. “I know you weren’t too excited about this,” you muttered, “but thank you for taking it seriously for me. I can’t imagine how long this all took.”

“Years,” he huffed, chuckling at his own joke. If only you knew.

You stepped back to look at him once more, giggling with him. “I’m sure it felt like it. Now come on, I have to finish my makeup and we have to get there so we can win this thing and beat Jeonghan!”

He opened his mouth to stop you, but before he could, you dashed off toward your bedroom. Joshua sighed. He’d tell you on the way—he knew better than to interrupt your makeup time.

In general, Joshua Hong was one of the most laid-back people you’d met. He stressed himself out as much as any other college-aged guy, but that was insight only you and his closest friends held. He was an expert at keeping his emotions to himself, sometimes keeping even you from knowing how he felt. It made the way he was positively radiating nervous energy that much more noticeable. His fingers tapped out an absent-minded rhythm against the steering wheel, one small muscle in his jaw twitching as his eyes scanned the road, seemingly avoiding you. You frowned, picking at the feathers on the wings laying in your lap.

“Shua?” you called into the silence, and you swore you saw him jump, the tail twitching with the movement. He hummed acknowledgement, eyes still locked onto the road as you turned into a neighborhood. “Are you okay? You seem… Tense.”

“No, baby, I’m fine,” he replied quickly, the smile he flashed you not quite reaching his eyes.

You frowned, your own gaze shifting to the streets rolling by. “If you don’t want to tell me what it is, that’s okay, but don’t tell me you’re fine when you’re clearly not, Joshua,” you snapped.

Once again, he startled, bile rising in his throat. Heaving a sigh, he pulled up to the curb in front of his friends’ house. “It’s not that simple, baby.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes as you moved to get out of the car. “I know you’re anxious about me meeting your friends, or whatever, but this is so unlike you. If you were this worried about it, you didn’t have to—”

“Y/N,” he sighed, running a hand over his face while the other reached for you, grabbing your wrist and successfully halting your escape. “It’s… I have to tell you something, before we go in. And it’s kind of both life and relationship changing, so… Forgive me for being nervous.”

His gaze dropped to his lap, hands fiddling with the hem of his jacket as you settled back in your seat, eyes fixed on him. The look on his face made your heart ache, anxiety creasing his brow as he gnawed at his lip. Reaching a hand out, you settled it on his thigh. And this time, when the tail behind him twitched with your touch, your heart jumped into your throat.

Your boyfriend seemed to realize immediately, wide eyes darting over his shoulder to where you were staring. His heart was pounding a mile a minute in his chest, throat tight with anxiety as seconds stretched like hours, and when the words finally left him, it was all at once.

“I’mademon.”

You blinked, slowly, pulling your hand back and tilting your head curiously. “I’m sorry… Slower?”

“I’m… I’m a demon. Like, from hell. The costume isn’t actually a costume. It’s just… Me.” He continued to avoid your gaze, tail flickering anxiously behind him. “I thought that the whole angel-devil thing would make it easier to tell you, because you can see that it’s all attached, but then you got all excited about me taking this seriously and that on top of the fact that ‘we’re demons’ is a lot to handle, I… It just made me more anxious.”

You blinked, processing his words silently. He was practically writhing in his seat, and if this weren’t his car, you’d be afraid he would bolt. Hell, maybe he still would.

Your brow furrowed as you mulled over his words. “Wait. We?”

Much to your surprise, he chuckled, and you watched the tension drain from his shoulders. “I tell you I’m a demon, and the we in that rambling is what you latch onto?”

“I mean… You’re still my Joshie, right?” you murmured, once again tugging at the pile of feathers in your lap. “You’re not going out and killing people or stealing their souls at night or stealing children, are you?”

Joshua laughed, reaching across to still your nervous hands. “No, baby, nothing like that. I’m still the same old Joshua I’ve always been. The only thing that changes is my appearance.”

“Okay,” you nodded, giving him a reassuring smile. “Then this changes nothing. Except, now, you can be yourself around me.”

He grinned, eyes creasing into crescents as he pulled your hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. “I love you, angel.”

His preferred nickname for you always sent heat rushing through your veins, but with this added context, it was all you could do to suppress a shudder as warmth pooled in your belly. “I love you too, Shua.”

“I, uh… There’s a reason I told you tonight. We… kind of have our Halloween parties in Hell.”

“Look at you, Y/N!” Seungkwan beamed as he greeted you, pulling you in for a quick hug. You giggled as he pulled back, spinning slowly to give your friend a full view of your angel costume, fluffy wings now looped over your shoulders. “Cute.” His eyes flicked to Joshua, giving him an unimpressed but amused look. “Angel and devil, hm? Very original. You could’ve put some effort in, hyung.”

Your boyfriend huffed a sigh as he slid in next to you, rolling his eyes slightly at the teasing. “I’ll have you know, this costume took me years to put together,” he hummed, reaching up to run a hand over his horns.

Seungkwan rolled his eyes heartily in return, pausing to take a long sip from his cup. “Bad joke.”

You pouted, crossing your arms. “You better be the only one to think that. I wanna win this famous costume contest!”

“Good luck with that,” he cooed, patting your hair underneath your halo, “rookies aren’t known to win. Jun and Minghao are in it to win it this year too, and there’s only so much Shua-hyung’s pretty face and your cute self can do when those two are determined.”

You frowned, shifting closer into Joshua’s side. He smiled down at you, giving your waist a reassuring squeeze. “You never know, Kwan,” he hummed. “It’s kind of a toss up, sometimes. I mean, Soonyoung won last year.”

He huffed a sigh and rolled his eyes, and you and your boyfriend shared an amused glance at his annoyance. “That was a fluke,” he huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. “And entirely Jeonghan’s fault. I will not be convinced otherwise.”

Joshua laughed quietly, nodding. “Okay, yeah. I’ll give you that. I really think we have a chance this year, though. Couples' costumes always do better, and we’ve made a joke.”

Glancing at his watch, the younger man grinned. “You’ll find out soon, hyung. It’s time to get started.”

Joshua had warned you, briefly, about how seriously he and his friends took their yearly costume contest, but it didn’t fully sink in until each party goer was parading in front of you, dressed to the nines. It became clear, as you and your boyfriend walked the dancefloor-turned-runway that few of his friends were impressed by his display, not too far off from his daily look. It was only when he stopped, gesturing back toward you with a flourish, that the crowd erupted into cheers. Flushed and giggling, you took the hand he offered and quickly disappeared back into the crowd.

“So?” he asked, tugging you back against his chest as he leaned against the wall. “Think we’ll win?”

Laughing softly, you shook your head. “Not a chance. I mean, look at Jun and Minghao. And honestly, Wonwoo and his partner as black cats are pretty cute, too.”

To your surprise, your boyfriend snorted, and you could hear in his voice the way he rolled his eyes. “Please. He can literally turn into a cat. He could’ve done what I did instead of buying cheap ass ears!”

You blinked, gears turning in your head for a moment as you recalled your conversation in the car. “Wait. When you said we, you meant—”

“Oh, yeah, all of the guys. Wonwoo can turn into a cat, Seungkwan and Dokyeom are kind of siren-esque…” he explained, eyes glancing over the room.

You frowned, looking up at your boyfriend. “What are you, then?”

He smirked, fangs flashing dangerously for a moment before your attention was pulled to Soonyoung, shouting over the din, “Time for the voting and rankings!”

You felt more than you saw Joshua’s smile as he leaned down to whisper in your ear, “I guess it remains a mystery.”

“Next year, you have to actually try,” you huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. It took all of Joshua’s willpower not to laugh, following your glare to where Minghao held his trophy. “Tell me we at least beat Jeonghan.” The apologetic look he gave you spoke volumes, and you groaned.

“I’m sorry, angel. I promise, he’d be insufferable if we won,” he hummed, wrapping his arms around your waist. A shudder lit down your spine at the sudden proximity, coupled with his warm breath next to your ear. “I can think of a few ways to make it up to you, though.” Pressing his lips to your pulse, he held you tighter when you jumped at the foreign feeling of his tail winding around your bare thigh.

You hummed, pleased as you melted back into his arms. He was intoxicating, taking over your senses when he got you like this, making you putty in his hands. “Can you? I don’t know if I believe you.”

“You should, sweetheart,” he purred, fingers dancing over your sides. “Unless you don’t want me to show you what kind of hell an incubus can raise.”

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sassylegshayne · 2 years ago

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simp notes

this is a bonus chapter for 'support your local caffeine dealer'

okay that being said AHHHHH!!!!! I've had this written for so long and ik chapter three of mmi is taking a bit so I wanted to post this now!! I love it, it's a peak into their relationship past the fic w lots of introspection from shayne, it's adorable! 2.8 words! enjoy xx mwah 💓

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Shayne woke up much earlier than he planned to, so he found himself sat in silence at your shared dining table, staring at his mug of coffee. He unintentionally mirrored your actions in the exact moment that brought him to this point today.

The start of your relationship was a bit rocky, filled with pining and misunderstandings, but Shayne wouldn't change a thing about it.

Four and a half years, one shared apartment, and two cats later, everything felt right. Not perfect yet, but close. Your lives meshed together perfectly in every little way he never imagined it would.

You had similar food tastes, but neither of you liked the other person's favorite snacks or cereals, so no arguments about stealing. You like opposing chores, making it easily to share the weight. You showered at night, him in the morning. You liked the same books, so you shared your libraries now.

You'd been promoted recently, the position allowing a bit more flexibility with your schedule; so you and Shayne often woke up together in the morning and arrived around the same time at night.

The welcome addition of you to his friend group even meant that making plans was extremely easy. Shayne was also immensely thankful to have you with him at pretty much ever group outting.

He felt like you two knew every small thing about each other, so the secret he was keeping weighed heavy. For three months and twelve days he has been keeping the biggest secret from you, and everyone else.

The small velvet box sat in the bottom drawer of your dresser, stuffed between a pair of jeans that were actually too short for Shayne and a pair of Halloween themed sweatpants that matched a pair of your own. He could find it blindfolded at this point with how often he took it from it's spot, almost four times a day, contemplating when it would be the right time. It didn't feel right until earlier in the morning.

Just at 7:39AM, Shayne shot out of his sleep, his heart fluttering as he glanced over his shoulder, finding you softly snoring. His alarm hadn't gone off yet, the two of you didn't need to be up until around ten.

You had the day off and Shayne only had one shoot on his schedule, one you were going to be apart of.

You had been in a couple of shoots in the few years since your relationship had been known to the internet. Some fans had recognized you from the crew and casts personal accounts, especially Kimmy and Damien's.

You were very well received in your first appearance at Shayne's graduation, your speech bringing him and most of your friends to tears. After that you had been brought into an 'Eat It Or Yeet It" video, getting your first chance to witness your boyfriend's grave mouth first hand. After all of the love for you came in, you appeared on a Board AF' episode and began making memes for 'Who Meme'd It?'

You kept your privacy and boundaries still, your social medias were all still set to private, making it clear that you'd appear on occasions, but wouldn't join.

Shayne was fully supportive when you told him this after he mentioned the idea of you coming in for a video. You loved your job, having moved up into management of the shop, the promotion coming as a huge surprise to you, but not to Shayne.

Today you and Shayne were do on set at 2PM, shooting another TNTL episode, as per request of the other's lined up in the shoot. Damien and Courtney were quick to shoot Kimmy the idea, which wasn't hard to greenlight when the producer was your best friend. The easy part was over, convincing you was much more difficult. It tooka lot of coaxing from your friends, but Shayne remained neutral. It almost pissed you off that each time you asked him for advice on whether or not you should do it, he'd say it's up to you. Shayne couldn't help it, he still finds himself not wanting to push you too far, he still wants to protect you from anything he can. Most fans loved you, but what if it stops? He was still in shock of how much everyone seemed to like you. His heart couldn't help but flutter with pride and joy each time he read a comment that spoke highly of you.

It couldn't compare to the love Shayne has for you. He writes every small, tender thought he has about you down in his phone. He isn't sure when they started now, but it was definitely before you had started dating.

He started off using it to get things off of his chest, to write down the words of admiration that he wished he could tell you. Overtime it'd had begun to be every thought he'd had about you.

"I told the stars about you"

"you're the only one want to wake up next to"

"I wonder what goes through your mind when someone says my name"

Damien and Spencer have heard almost all of them, extremely supportive of him, always quick to call it sweet. That's then followed with different ways to call Shayne a simp. It turned into a joke between them, dubbing them Shayne's Simp Notes.

Gears were turning as Shayne shuffled from your bed quietly, grabbing his phone from the night stand before wandering into the living area, brewing coffee.

He took a deep breath, unlocking his phone as he finished replaying his morning in his head before noting the time. 8:17AM is when the perfect idea strikes, apparently.

Shayne was quick to open the notes app and begin writing out everything. He's loosely planned sketches for the show before but this was much bigger, he wrote out every detail to make sure it'd go right.

After about an hour of nonstop writing with Shayne's eyes glued to his screen, his coffee long gone cold, your yawn echos down the hall.

A smile stretches across his face as he finishes his last line, closing out of the app before setting his phone on the tabletop. You enter the room rubbing your eyes as yOu mile softly at Shayne. His ASU shirt covered your top half, an old pair of gym shorts covered your bottom.

Without a word, you made your way over to Shayne's lap, straddling him as you rest your head on his shoulder while he rubs your back gently.

The two of you tend to lay in bed together and cuddle if you're up before your alarms, enjoying the peace of being together before beginning your respective days. On the off days where that doesn't happen, you tend to make up for that lost time whenever you can, like right now.

"Ditch me on my day off, I see how it is." You chuckled as you sat up, rubbing your fingers lightly through Shayne's hair as he groaned playfully.

"I'm sorry, you're just dating an absolute genius, and I had a breakthrough, baby." Shayne laughed softly as you rolled your eyes; he moved to cup your cheeks pressing his lips to yours softly.

The two of you sat there for a bit longer, chatting until your alarms rang in your distant bedroom. You sullenly removed yourself from Shayne's lap, snagging his mug of coffee before disappearing down the same halway you'd wandered out of earlier.

"Ew, Shayne this is so old! How long have you been up?!" You shouted as your turned off the ringing, prompting a laugh from Shayne.

He makes sure to bring you a fresh mug, prepared just how you like as you're busy getting ready later. Your heart swelled at the small action.

It wasn't anything out of the ordinary from Shayne, he loved using small, subtle ways to show his affection. You always had fresh flowers from the very beginning of your relationship, sometimes you'd have more than one bouquet at a time. He's been a big fan of ordering things to you while he's away, off on shoots or even while hest at work.

He once ordered groceries to your apartment and video called you to cook together when he was on a trip to visit his parents.

You adored him so much. This relationship had far exceeded what you thought it could be, and you couldn't be happier. You're heart swells at just the thought of your boyfriend and everything he means to you.

The two of you arrived on set a bit early, giving you time to mingle with everyone. You were quick to dart from Shayne, heading toward Kimmy and Courtney across the room.

Shayne stood off to the side, staring at his phone screen once more. He felt like he was gonna scream, throw up, and cry all at once. He just needed to get through this. It's just an episode with his friends, he's gonna tell jokes and do his characters, his girlfriends gonna be there, it's gonna be amazing.

The box sat heavy on his thigh in the front pocket of his jeans, the outline barely concealed by the flannel he had buttoned over his white tee in an attempt to hide it.

Shayne eyed Kimmy, chewing his lip as she finally departed from her conversation with you. He was quick to grab her, requesting something weird of her. He needed you to go last, this wasn't something he wanted to have as the opening bit.

He kept the reasoning to himself, and Kimmy didn't seem too concerned about it so she happily agreed.

Once the others had arrived, Noah only setting the shoot back half an hour, they began rolling. You did great, getting Damien out quickly with an inside joke the three of you had shared after a trip to Universal one night.

Shayne was so nervous he found himself laughing his way through his joke, which eventually got Damien after it had become evident that Shayne wouldn't be able to stop his laughter.

His nerves had settled a bit, his arms wrapped around your shoulders, small kissed placed on your forehead between your bits, hidden by the divider.

You grinned as the end of the video neared, you being called to the yellow stool last. You filled your mouth with water and gave a thumbs up as you heard rustling from behind the divider.

"Okay, this isn't my turn but just wanna do this real quick" Shayne called out, peering around the corner as you shrugged.

After a few seconds, a toy crow flew over the clothing rack as Shayne belted out a purposefully bad impression of Train. You spewed instantly as cackling sounded from your boyfriend.

"I hate you!" You called out as you refilled your mouth, shaking your head.

"No, you don't." He called back, laughing.

The others' bits flew by as Shayne stood behind the divider, his wig and phone clutched tightly in his hands as he took deep breaths.

Shayne told you to close your eyes as he pulled on the curly, bob wig from a character of his.

You had a hate/love relationship of Shayne's simp character, Sir Phillip Simpne, so he felt it was right for this occasion. He had his phone hidden behind an open book as he moved to stand beside you on the stool. He cleared his throat, offering you a smile as your opened your eyes.

You groaned, keeping your mouth shut as you shook your head, determined to hold it over Shayne that he couldn't make you laugh with this bit.

"I haven't a poem for you today, m'lady," Shayne begun, trying his best not to laugh as you stared at him blankly. "I offer you something better. I bring love notes that I have written about the fair maiden before me today."

Shayne's palms felt sweaty as he looked down at his phone, deciding to drop the accent as he read to you, the giggles from others were silent to him.

"l'm gonna start from the beginning, kind of," He smiled, nodding as he looked up at you, removing the wig. "I wrote 'I never planned to like you this much and never planned to think about you this often' right before we started dating."

Shayne couldn't look at you as he felt tears prickle at his eyes, his throat running dry as he knew he'd run out of time.

Nobody in the room was counting anymore. Once Shayne had gotten more serious, the air in the room shifted and everyone grew quiet.

You sat in the chair, head tilted in confusion when Shayne had dropped the character, the game leaving your mind all together as you tried to process what was happening.

"Uh, 'I wonder if we ever think about each other at the same time.'" He kept his eyes on his phone, a bit scared to meet your eyes. You stared at him in perplexion.

"Okay, on my birthday I wrote 'of all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you', then the next day wrote 'there's been a place for you in my heart since we first met.'" Shayne sniffled, looking to you with teary eyes, chuckling a bit.

You took in his appearance with your brows furrowed, his cheeks were bright red, his blue eyes glistening.

"So, yeah, those are some of my Simp Notes." Shayne spoke softly as he caught sight of you laughing, some water dribbling from your lips.

You stood from the stool, taking a few steps away as you swallowed, wiping your mouth. You were still clueless as to what exactly was happening, but the name had caught you off guard and made you laugh.

Shayne felt like time slowed down, everything was going too perfectly as he removed the box from his pocket, your back still to him as you laughed.

He found himself grateful for your unwillingness to laugh at him, you allowed him to tell you some of the things he hadn't been able to before.

The energy had come back to the room, everyone laughing as soon as you broke, the assumptions previously made now leaving everyone's mind until Shayne drops to one knee.

A few gasps are heard as you turn back toward Shayne. small shriek leaves you as your eyes widden quickly at the sight.

You two had talked about marriage before, and you both wanted to get married, but you didn't expect this. Nothing could've given this away for you.

"I wanna spend the rest of my life making you laugh." Shayne chuckled as you laughed a rolled your eyes as the purposely bad joke.

"Y/N, will you marry me?" Shayne's voice barely audible, the crew further back hadn't even heard him ask.

"Yes, Shayne!" You squeal, your boyf- no.

Your fiance is quick to grab you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he lifts you up. The two of you are a mess of tears, smiles, sniffles, kisses, and whispers as the room is filled with cheers.

You and Shayne are quickly enveloped with loads of your friends, the shock and excitement evident throughout the room.

After a few minutes, Kimmy hugs you and Shayne tightly, congratulating the two of you continuously, quickly gasping as she looks up.

"I can't believe you didn't tell anyone!" Kimmy sniffles, smacking Shayne's chest lightly as he laughed. You looked to him with wide eyes, quickly looking to Damien in confusion as he shook his head.

"Yeah, I've had the ring for... uh, some time now" Shayne laughed, blushing brightly as you at him in awe. "I wanted to surprise you, and| wanted to have a bunch of people we care about with us to celebrate, it just felt right."

Shayne couldn't hide his embarrassment as you wrapped him into another hug, the two of you embracing each other for a few moments, happy tears falling from and for the couple.

"Oh my god, we're still doing a video, holy shit." She laughs, wiping her own tears as she quickly moved out of frame, the rest of the crew following suit. The cast quickly surrounded you once more, each with bright smiles and tear stained cheeks.

You sit back on the stool, grinning as Shayne stands beside you, his arm draped over your shoulders.

"Pst." Damien called loudly from Shayne's other side. "You should give her the ring, Shayne." He whisper-yelled, causing a fit of giggles to ripple through everyone, both you and Shayne blushing deeply.

He fumbles a bit as he opens it again, pulling the delicate, ornate ring from the box before sliding it on to your finger.

You pressed your hand on to your lap, grinning as you stared at the accessory that fit you perfectly in every way.

"I could not imagine being a comedian and having to go on after this guy." Spencer called from out of frame, causing Shayne to cackle.

You guys were quick to wrap up your outro, Shayne still wrapped around you the whole time, placing a kiss to your forehead as they called for a wrap on the shoot.

This was the perfect he was looking for.

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emry-stars-art · 11 months ago

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Emry 🥺

it should still be Christmas for you, so here is my little present.

I hope it does not offend you in any way.

Unfortunately I’m not an artist, I sometimes create edits and I just want to share this with you 🤍.

I have re-read the Halloween scene (several times 🥹) and cannot get over how beautifully written it is, you have created a world within a world, a fantastic and extraordinary one.

I thank you once again but I don’t think it’s nearly enough. I repeat, you should collect these wips in a book.

Ps. or propose you as a consultant for the next CS Pacat novel or as a fashion consultant.

A world of thanks and best wishes for your holidays and an extraordinary new year 🤍✨💝

it IS still Christmas!!! And this is SO LOVELY OH MY GOODNESS 🥹 thank you so much, I want to make these my lock/home screens for a while ahhhhh

Your asks and nice words are always a gift for me, they're the absolute highlight of my days :) I love to create and I love to share, and hearing people enjoying those things makes me so so happy haha. One day I'll have everything online, collected, published properly, and we can all sit back and enjoy the entire thing 🥰😂

I don't think I can thank you enough, but I'll say thank you again and I hope we can all keep creating this way through the new year 💕

#tired 😅 but i wanted to show these off theyre so prettyyyyy #thank you 🥹#not art sorry guys #asks #royal au #🤍#christmas 2023

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fallout-drabbles-n-stuff · 25 days ago

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I just saw your Halloween themed Requests post. Ahhhhh!!

Can you do the companion's favorite Monster or Cryptid or maybe what they'd dress up as?

I’ll do both, favorite monsters first!

Cait:

She’s extremely fascinated by the idea of zombies- like how would they even work? Different types of zombies? 👀

Curie:

Truthfully? She doesn’t really care for monsters- she thinks humans can be monster enough at times. However she can let loose so if you ask her she’d probably say something off the wall like a gnome, or be smartass and tell you it’s a leprechaun.

Danse:

Thinks they are pretty much abominations but if he had to pick, he’s fascinated by the bogeyman.

Deacon:

Shapeshifter and it’s only partially because he wishes he was one.

Hancock:

Phoenix, he has his own special reasons.

Gage:

He likes dragons and he’d never admit it but that love comes from his childhood when he wished he could have a dragon.

Macready:

Ghosts..just ghosts and he’s terrified

Maxson:

Kinda in to reading vampire related novels so those are his favorite

Nick:

As strange as it sounds, he likes selkies..how did he ever hear about them? That’s his secret.

Piper:

She’s a basic witch kind of woman

Preston:

Partial to the werewolves

X6-88:

Doesn’t believe in any of them but can maybe have a slight affinity for gorgons.

#fallout 4 #fallout #fo4 companions #paladin danse #fallout companions #danse #curie #elder maxson #porter gage

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lunerna21 · 1 month ago

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I really REALLY wanted to talk about my new favorite comfort story before the next Halloween event: Lost with Stitch!!

***Long Post ahead! You've been warned! 😭 (ONE OF MY FAVORITE EVENTS SO FAR!!)***

First off, the outfits for everyone!? Perfectionnnn!!

Like guys can’t we just pay each other a nice compliment!? Nope, not even possible 😂

AND LILIA WITH HIS ONLY CONCERN!? 😂😂😂

It’s such a difference from Lilia of the past to now is such a stark difference like wtf 😭

AND FINALLY WE MEET ONE OF THE CUTEST CHARACTERS: STITCH!! 💙

Seeing everyone being so confused with Stitch was such a treat and him messing with Grim in the beginning WAS TOO CUTE!

AND GANTU?! DUDE WAS FREAKIN HUGE!!

But I loved how everyone ended up working Stitch he's just too cute!

And Stitch being so friendly with us!

AHHHH GRIM GET TING JEALOUS OF US AND STITCH IS SUCH A TREAT HE'S TOO MUCH FOR ME SOMETIMES!!😂

I was gushing over how freakin cute Stitch managed to fit right in with all the misfits from NRC!

AND THANK GOD STITCH CAUGHT ON WITH ACE ABOUT THE WEIRD ASS FRUIT LILIA WAS PUSHING TO TRY

I felt so horrible for Azul but I can't stop laughing at the fact that Stitch quickly adapted to Lilia's bizarre taste and basically booking it away from him 😂

And how Ace was trying to save us from basically being poisoned so I think we can all thank Ace for the save 😂

And I wasn't sure how they were going to build a shelter BUT THE WAY I TWEAKED SEEING THIS!!!

THATS THE HOUSE!!! THE HOUSE WITH LILO AND NANI!! I REALLY WISH THEY COULDVE BEEN IN THIS STORY AND SEEING LILO REACTING TO EVERYONE WOULDVE BEEN SO ENTERTAINING

I don't know about you, but Floyd wanting to do the campfire by the beach HAS BEEN A HUGE DESIRE FOR ME SO I CAN'T BLAME HIM FOR DOING IT

BUT THEN GRIM AND LILIA MAKING US DANCE WITH ACE I WAS GASPING FOR AIR

I GOTTA CHILL OUT BUT I WAS SO IN LOVE WITH THIS SCENE AND HONESTLY I DIDN'T KNOW WHICH OPTION TO CHOOSE

BUT FLOYD AFTER PICKING THE EMBARRASSED OPTION WAS HYSTERICAL LIKE IS HE A SECRET SHIPPER FOR US?!

UHHHH I MEAN I DON'T MIND AS LONG AS IM DANCING WITH ACE (and of course with Grim since he's such a goofball that I adore 🥺)

I would love every minute of this seeing everyone dancing (even though I'd probably embarass myself 😂

It was fun seeing everyone rotating in the groups and just jabbing at one another. Lilia with Jack and Riddle being "less amusing" than Floyd and Stitch

And THIS JUST SOLIDIFIES HOW MUCH I LOVE ACE:

The fishing part was hysterical with Azul and Floyd just roasting Ace's swimming skills just because he's human 😂

BUT THEM HAVING US TAKING LILO'S SPOT AND HAVING STITCH CLING TO US?! I WAS LOSING IT! ESPECIALLY WITH HOW CONCERNED ACE AND GRIM WERE

AHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH AND IF DEUCE WAS THERE HE'D REACT THE SAME WAY AND I CANNOT EXPRESS HOW MUCH THEY-*explodes into a million pieces*

....But of course Azul had to spell it out that we owe him but I DON'T MIND HE'S CUTE TOO

AND SEEING SOME OF THE FIRST YEARS ENJOYING THE BEACH TOGETHER AND MESSING AROUND IT JUST MADE ME FEEL SO WARM AND HAPPY INSIDE 😭😭😭

AND THEN BEING ATTACK WHILE STITCH KICKING ASS SAVING US?! LOVEEEEE IT!!

THIS EVENT IS TOO CUTE I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!

I could keep going on and on about it, but the last thing I wanted to mention is HOW WE HAVE PTSD FROM ALMOST LOSING GRIM

.....*flashback to Book 6* AHHHHH I HATE IT BUT IM GLAD MY HAIRY GREMLIN IS OKAY!

Overall this event has been so great. I wanted to do this post earlier but it's been chaotic with life but this is definitely a favorite event moving forward!

LOVE YOU STITCH!!💙💙💙 (Screw the ending I want to remember this forever!!)

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man--eater · 23 days ago

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I am VERY excited for your Halloween Special! Have you drawn any inspiration from your life whether platonic/romantic/ or familial for any of your iterations of Daphne? Btw I Love her! She’s so dang cute, and STRONG

Ahhhhh thank you so much!!! I am excited to share it, I hope people like it!

This is a great question that I had to mull over a little. There are certainly parts of myself in Daphne, but a lot of her grew out of herself while I was writing and getting to know her. There are three areas in my life that definitely affected Daphne (for all iterations except the Goetia arranged marriage AU, where her background is different). The first is my extremely religious upbringing (fundamentalist Baptist school from kindergarten thru high school graduation 🙃) that I broke free of in my teens, but the scars from it still affect me today. As a girl, I was taught that my body was inherently sinful and dirty, and that it was my job to dress modestly so as not to tempt other students or their brothers and fathers (this started when I was 12 btw). If I tempted them to look at me with lust just by existing, or cause them to do anything worse than that, it was my fault and my sin, not theirs. It didn't help that I got chubby the second I hit puberty, so I had big boobs before my classmates. This really fucked up my relationship with my body and my sexuality. I felt the need to hide myself under loose, oversized clothes, like I had to spare other people from looking at my fat body. I'm still unpacking it decades later but I'm in a much better place, and I don't mind talking about it because I know I'm not the only one who had experiences like that. So Daphne became a Puritan, complete with religious baggage, because Puritans were revered in my curriculum and their ideals were part of my daily life hundreds of years after they lived.

The second thing is, I gave Daph a shitty ex-husband because I have one that I am so glad to be rid of. Alas, I did not eat him. I bet he would have tasted terrible anyway.

The third thing is, she's plus-size (like me) because I make 90% of my OCs plus-size out of pure spite! It's still very rare to see fat female characters in any media--including fan works--that aren't just the comic relief or someone's mom. A fat woman as a romantic lead is rarer still. And by fat I mean rolls, cellulite, stretch marks, a belly, upper arm fat, etc. None of that 'slap some big tits and hips/thighs on a skinny character and call her plus-size' bullshit. I've never been able to look at a lead character in a romance and see myself in them before, and I think that's really shitty. So I'm trying to do my little part to change that.

I'm so happy to hear you love Daphne!! She IS stronk, especially with her raptorial claws. I love her so much, despite all the Situations I keep putting her in. And I love that she can go toe to toe with Alastor, and choose which of his excesses to indulge and which ones not to tolerate. Stinky deer boy's got it BAD 🥰

#anon asks #hazbin hotel oc #alastor x oc #oc: daphne #radioflower #sorry for the essay #i tried to keep it brief 😂#thanks so much for the ask 💜#plus size oc #body acceptance #religious trauma #sorry for the frankness but i think the fear of talking about this kind of stuff is part of what keeps it in the dark

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pushing-daisies-renaissance · 1 year ago

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Can you tell us three headcanons you have for Ned and three for Olive, please?

Oh my goodness yes

Olive:

1) Touch starved in both a romantic and platonic way, I can totally see her and chuck cuddling during all their roommate sleepovers in season 2

2) Pre-show/pre-chuck when it was just her and Ned working in the pie hole she comforted him on Halloween (since she knows how hard it is for him emotionally and how much he dislikes it)

3) not so much a headcanon as just an analysis but her whole backstory with her parents neglecting and ignoring her her whole childhood is just like AHHHH she felt overlooked and unloved her whole childhood and now as an adult she craves love and understanding but can’t help looking for it in Ned who doesn’t/won’t reciprocate it (and she’s already so used to feeling unwanted and unloved ahhhhh)

4) (bonus because I want to) I don’t like the whole ending she got with her opening a Mac and cheese restaurant I choose to believe her happily ever after involved going officially into business with Emerson as a P.I.

Ned:

1) I don’t believe he’s had much experience in romance and relationships outside of chuck, I know he makes a one-off comment about past relationships but he’s been so emotionally cut off since his mom died and purposefully keeps distant from everyone, we see this with Olive in the first episode

2) listens to the most mind numbing boring talk radio on long car trips

3) This man is not cis or straight I don’t know what he is but he’s not cishet guys

#ask #anon #headcanons #pushing daisies #Bryan fuller #ned the piemaker #olive snook

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zeenmrala · 1 year ago

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after three months the bitch is back!!!!

weird stream of consciousness update below the cut

during my hiatus i completely dropped out of my star wars fixation which was insanely weird because ive been deep in it for over two years. it threw me tf off because i became fixated on an old white man from a horror movie franchise instead????? i loved him when i was like 14 but didn't realise why i was so into him like i remember being young and attracted to this stupid man and being mad at myself for not being able to stop thinking about him and being so confused about it. but then i recently rewatched the movies and it hit me that bitch iM THIRSTING FOR HIM and now im not only writing fic for him but SMUT for an OLD WHITE MAN. HUMAN MAN!!! HUMAN!!!! who would ever think we'd see the day when lil moonie was writing for a HUMAN instead of an alien???????? not ME!!!! i know some of y'all saw my ao3 updates and were like tf is happening??? bitch idk either. im just horny ig.

anyway.

im back. again. now the heat from the white man obsession is cooling off slightly im back dabbling in the sw universe again, mainly space gays, my oc mimi being a lil lesbian whore. maul is on my mind again, always. and ofc wolfwren my pretty little lesbian emo girls UGH. i read the britney memoir and the inspo and motivation for mimi has returned so maybe ill play more with her and my OCs and the mimiverse in general ahhhhh

otherwise, im still broke!!! still mentally ill!!!!! nothing much else has changed except im kicking ass with recovery and will be discharged from services soon (yay me!)

im gonna be way less serious with fandom and not get as obsessive about it moving forward so expect a stupid amount of shit posting and any drama will be immediately curb stomped (blocked). and i will be less weird about everything (hopefully) but just as unhinged (definitely)

lol happy halloween happy november happy fall remember to prepare yourself for S.A.D season honey, it's here and the depression is ready to strike

love u

#moonie talks #beepboopweewoo

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insanityofbones · 1 year ago

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Okay so I had this idea based off the new Halloween art that came out for demon slayer. If you want to write about it that'd be awesome!

So Male or Gender neutral reader x Shinobu, gender doesn't really matter for the idea.

Tldr a Demon has been using Masquerade Balls as a way to catch humans and eat them without having to show their face so Shinobu and the Reader are tasked with infiltrating and Killing the demon. Shinobu and the Reader have what they think are unrequited feelings for each other but dressing up and going on basically a fake date and dancing with one another causes them to just cave and confess at the end. Also possibly both panicking to find clothing that fits the event but also to look good for one another lol.

Love your writing!

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

† 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 : Shinobu X Male!Reader

† 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 : Slight angst, pretty tame for me tbh, mention of fear, modern settinggggg

† 𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆 : God I love this idea and I love the fact your entrusting it to me to write??? Ilysm /p, I had to do this idea right so terribly sorry for the wait 🥀🦋 also I haven't been able to find the art so.. i just gave her a black dress, also TYSM AHHHHH

† 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 : 800~

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Shinobu and you grew close as you were Hashira together, following after Rengokus death. It only seemed to make her angry as the days passed by, causing sorrow in her wake. She hadn't even paid a visit to you for what seemed like days— until you and her were called for a mission.

"A masquerade?"

You eyeballed her, short and stubborn as per always, though she seemed in a much better mood. "Yes, it's where you wear a mask-" You rolled your eyes at her words, scoffing. "I know what a masquerade is, Kocho-san,"

She smiled, pink lips shimmered in the sun. Shinobu always had a soft spot for you, someone she adored and stayed close to. Yet she always thought you didn't want her the same. If only Shinobu felt how you really feel, how you want to kiss her so bad your heart aches. You were the only one she ever dated to confide in, and you took that with open arms.

"Then go get ready,"

After that, you spent absolute hours trying to find a outfit that would look good on you. Hopefully to catch her eye. You even did your hair, styling it in a way that Kanroji taught you. Not like hers, but just something that made you look more sophisticated and assertive. Finally, you landed on a beautiful dark purple and black suit, something to match the insect Hashira's aesthetic.

Shinobu herself had also panicked, trying to find something she thought you would like. Gold's, pinks, hell she even tried a completely white dress. Only to end up in a pure black one, guessing it's the safest bet when push comes to shove. There she stood in all of her beauteousness, right infront of your eyes. Shinobu Kocho was your friend, and your crush. Even if she had absolutely no idea at all.

She let out a small giggle, placing a hand out, you obliged and kissed her knuckles. Soft skin onto your lips, it was meant to be a gesture of friendship, or you knew she would only take it that way. It was absolutely obvious to everyone that you fancied the stubborn woman, but she would never let her feelings be known. Shinobu wanted to be just like her sister, a replica, a copy to keep her alive in some form.

You brought your head away from her smaller hand, letting it drop to her side. You could have sworn she almost seemed sad when you let her arm drop. That, or you were daydreaming. Shinobu had always been orphic, a sore sigh for the eyes. Shrouded in darkness and anger but light as a butterfly. The limo ride however, was heart wrenching. Collywobbles delving in you, lurking at every single inch of your stomach to your esophagus. In all honesty, she was your reason for even living at this point. Shinobu was always so close yet so far, merely inches out of your reach, but also across the sea. Only oblivious to you, she felt the exact same. Not wanting to fall in love, but doing just that.

The party was Lucently lit, her existence in the light was eesome. Bouncing off the wonderful onyx dress that just so happened to match the suit.

Smiling at each other as you finally put on your masquerade masks. Yours was in the shape of a crow, while hers was just like a butterfly. You two were meant to pose as a couple, and eliminate the demonic bastard who poised a threat to humanity. Only to find yourself slow dancing with the woman you so adored. Steps perfectly aligned like the stars, your hand firm on her hip.

That hand of hers was on your shoulder, her fingers tapping every once and a while to the beat of the orchestra that played. It all felt like a dream, being here with her. You were a luftmensch. Always having your heads in the clouds. Only to be brought down when you stared into her eyes. The world slowing down around the both of you.

"Kocho, I have something to tell you," Your voice made her perk up, a smile up right at you. "Yes?" You were unbearably nervous, butterflies setting in your stomach once again. A wisp of air leaving your mouth, only to end up kissing her instead of confessing with words.

It was sweet, or rather she was. She didn't move away, which you thought she would, but in a needy frenzy, she pushed herself closer to you. Almost begging for more of your sweet kisses. Only for everything to suddenly fade into black, hearing the screams of civilians.

Some things, are better left unsaid.

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#🥀† insanity™#male #kocho #me to Desi #𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 #shinobu x reader #shinobu kocho #kny shinobu #kimetsu no yaiba #angst #fluff

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