Keiko, drunk and crying: I’ve lost everything, I’ve even lost my glasses.
Aoko, looking at the glasses atop Keiko’s head: I’ll help you find them, but I get a cuddle for every ten minutes it takes us.
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Your Tubbo, currently in purgatory leading and managing a team that does not want to listen at 19 years old, you’re fearing for your life everyday. Enduring bloody battles to save the lives of your friends children, you’ve killed people you love, you’ll be forced to kill again, the blood on your hands is drowning you even if again and again your try to climb out using a thorny olive branch
You get a letter from your long lost best friend that you might’ve accidentally married at one point as a bit, You open it, expecting him to hear about you situation and offer comfort, or support.
What you find, An extremely detailed self insert fanfiction where you call him baby girl and fall deeply in love with each other, there’s also love triangle for some reason?
You remember your friend is Tommyinnit
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Aoko: Everyone has a toxic trait. Except Keiko, she's perfect.
Keiko: Wrong! My toxic trait is how badly I want to domesticate a raccoon.
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lots of african peach moths (egybolis vaillantina) | source
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