#blueberry 🫐 mans

[alphaofdarkness]

POV: he’s about to steal your meiloorun 🥭🐾

[superdupersketcher-booper]

“Favoritism”

I don’t have a-! *sigh*

Ok.

Here’s the other 1/2 favorite💙

[thehopchronicles]

⋆⁺₊⋆ The name's Leo, but everyone calls me Hop!! The one and only dimension hopper Hamato Leonardo. You must've seen me around the competitions, so come and say hi ☆

☆|| rp blog by @nights-flying-fox

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[the-stimmerh]

blueberry? Idk much about stimboards 😔

~ ~ Blueberry Stimboard ~ ~

🫐/🔵/🫐/🔵/🧺/🔵/🫐/🔵/🫐

blueberry stimboard, my first stimboard request ! (for @shitakimooshrooms)

man now i want some blueberries

[sunrizef1]

Camera Man and Mystery Girl

Pairing: Jude Bellingham x Norris!Reader

Warnings: Cursing, hate comments

Notes: I am the opposite of locked in

Requested: Yes/No

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littlenorris

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littlenorris swimsuit season 🐠👙

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user1 so prettyyyy ☺️

user2 love

littlenorris no u 🫶

user3 my British queen

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landonorris put some clothes on lad

littlenorris ur not my dad

landonorris no but I’ll tell him to tell you

littlenorris he likes me better than you

landonorris :(

user4 omg wait is this lando’s sister 🤩

user5 yesss

user6 3 different vacations but she's serving in all of them 🙂‍↕️

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user7 we all know who took these photos…

user8 Mr camera man ofc 🙂‍↕️

user1 🤩🤩🤩

maxfewtrell what do I comment on this

littlenorris just press send on an emoji and move on

maxfewtrell ☀️

littlenorris thanks mate

user9 living the life

user10 photographer face reveal when

littlenorris not until he's trained

user10 is he a dog?? 😭

littlenorris acts like it 🤩

user10 lol and the fact he can't even defend himself 😭

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user11 she's legitimately fine asl I'm not kidding

user8 its the return of Mr camera man!!!!!

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littlenorris

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littlenorris dumplings 🥟💜

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user12 she's so pretty

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user13 I love that shade of purple

user15 the outfit and the rings matching the dumplings???

user16 do we think she did that on purpose???

user17 had to have!! Its too perfect 🙂‍↕️

user18 the difference between camera mans hand and y/n’s is so funny

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user19 just all the rings and nails and the sleeves vs one bracelet 😭

trentarnold66 🥟

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user20 camera man is Trent, dhmu 🫣

user21 that food looks so good 😭

user22 where'd you get your rings???

littlenorris camera man picked them out at a little thrift shop in London 💂‍♂️🌺

user23 they’re adorable

landonorris bring me leftovers

littlenorris I’m in Asia dumbass

landonorris I can wait 🤷‍♂️

user24 she looks so good 🫦

user24 BAEEEEEEE

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user25 loml fr fr

mclaren hey queen!

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carlossainz55 what is it the kids say? “Hey bestie”?

littlenorris hey bestie boo 🫦

carlossainz55 I feel slightly intimidated

littlenorris good, luv u 🫶

user26 HAWT 🫦

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landonorris

Is that my sister????

Where’d her hair go 🤨

judebellingham

Idk mate

It walked away

landonorris

I am going to kill you

judebellingham

Ily2 future brother-in-law

landonorris

Gross

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littlenorris

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littlenorris blue 🫐

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user27 ATE

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user28 SHE LOOKS SO GOODDDDDD

user29 my favorite blueberry 🫐

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landonorris oh no… no no no no no no no no no

littlenorris kys, papaya boy

landonorris 😦

user30 my beautiful Smurf queen

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user31 who did ur hair bestie???

littlenorris camera man 🙂‍↕️

user32 guys… I love camera man and we’ve never even seen his face 🫣

littlenorris me too girl, dw

user33 never seen someone looks so good with a buzzcut

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landonorris keep those clippers to yourself from now on

littlenorris ur next, mullet boy

user34 did she dye her hair just to match the outfit???

user35 I’m gonna hold ur hand when I say this…

user35 she definitely matched her outfit to her hair… not the other way around…

user36 PRETTYYYYY

user37 it actually looks so good, I need camera mans tea fr

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oscarpiastri for the record, I think it looks nice

littlenorris thank you, new bsf

user38 queen shit

user39 with the short hair you can tell just how pretty she really is

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littlenorris I love you 🫶🥹

user40 hot girl shit

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judebellingham

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judebellingham 304

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user41 he was in Miami during the Miami gp and we didn’t see him at the race??? lol????

user42 so sorry??? What is going on in slide two???

user43 it’s the soft-launch he’s been doing for months and months and months 😭

user43 he stopped doing it for a while in the time he was getting more popular but it seems mystery girl is back 🙂‍↕️

user44 my man my man my man

user45 he’s so fine I actually can’t

user46 why tf was this man not at the Miami gp I’m fuming

user47 he’s dodging these races like his life depends on it

user47 Trent should’ve dragged him to one by now

landonorris it was nice seeing you bro!

judebellingham it was hard to miss you with all that partying 😅

landonorris we’re a bit loud, I’ll give you that 😅

user48 Lando x Jude??? Wasn’t expecting that tbh

user49 slide three???? Fine asllll

user50 mystery girl??? lol??? Who tf is that? 🤨

trentarnold66 🔥

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user51 THAT SHOULD BE ME HOLDING YOUR HAND THAT SHOULD BE ME MAKING YOU LAUGH

user52 yeah good cover photo, thanks Jude

user53 now who tf 🤨

rodrygo yes man 👏

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user54 do any og Jude fans know who the girl is?

user55 no one has any idea 😭

user55 past glimpses say she might be brunette??? But we’ve also seen blonde???

user55 moral of the story is, no one knows like… at all…😔🤞

user56 my fav Barca player or wtvr

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user57

Now sir, who took this

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user58

OH MY GOD???

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user59

The return of mystery girl, we love

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user60

Bitch you think ur slick????

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landonorris

Let me tell you

this was the worst thing that could've popped up FIRST on my stories

I did NOT want to see this

judebellingham

Cope

landonorris

Bitch 😒

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user61

Camera man is back 🙂‍↕️

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user62

Sincerely hope camera boy took this

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user63

Y u write like that

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judebellingham

I'm such a good photographer ofc 🙂‍↕️

littlenorris

Yes u r baby

Tysm 🙂‍↕️

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yourusername

📍Barcelona, Madrid

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yourusername whats pottery in Spanish

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user64 ceramica 🙂‍↕️

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user65 the jump in likes from last post to this one is actually insane

user66 MY versace brand ambassador

user67 I don't understand how becoming a brand ambassador made her so much more popular???

user68 its a mix of that and dts and some of her photoshoots going viral on tiktol

user68 I also think some people are just now realizing Lando's even got a sister lol

user69 ily queen

user70 in Spain for what

user71 my bilingual icon

user72 girl why is she not responding to a single comment lmfao

user73 she's ghosting us 😭

user74 my new fav Norris

landonorris put ur ass away

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user75 not even Lando gets a response???😭 lol???😭

user76 I hate her

user76 overrated asf, just a nepo baby who's only talent is having a pretty face

user77 y'all rly scared her off I can't believe this

user78 usually someone would ask about Mr camera man and she would respond but I don't want to embarrass myself by asking and getting ignored lollll

user79 it girl

user80 but can we talk about the fit 🙂‍↕️🫣

user81 I miss my relatable indie model girlie 🥲

user82 no fr, I can't tell if a social media team got to her and took away her commenting privileges or if she's just been scared away by the amount of people 😔

user83 she doesn't deserve her fame

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judebellingham

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judebellingham calma

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user84 yassssssss bilingual king

user85 he's so fine 😭

user86 disappointed in the only picture of him being the first one

user87 every time I swiped I got sadder

vinijr ceramica?? 🪴

judebellingham im a man of many talents 🤞

user88 has Lando found his new bf

user89 for the record, that's Barcelona, not madrid

user90 I take it he's enjoying his summer then

landonorris my man 👊

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user91 lol’ing at a footballer having a peaceful summer break instead of partying in Ibiza or something

user92 Jude, Dortmund misses you

user93 where's mystery girl

user94 anyways, how have he and his gf not been papped a single time, I feel like they've been together for like 4 years or something like that

user95 they got together when he was still playing in England so like 5 years

user95 or at least that's when he first posted her/ the earliest his current Insta posts go back

user94 exactly like… ur telling me these 16 year olds were secret enough to not be photographs?? I don't believe you

user96 I believe it was some also-famous teenager who kept it a secret

user96 because why else would a teenager keep their relationship with a Birmingham player a secret

user97 I think maybe y'all think about Jude Bellingham too much

user98 anyway, I'm in so much love with him

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landonorris

I don't believe you

littlenorris

stfu lad

u can ask him

he lost by so much

landonorris

Yeah idk

He plays for real Madrid

He doesn't seem like the type to lose 🤷‍♂️

littlenorris

he watches you enough to be familiar with the concept by now

you fucking loser

landonorris

Hello?????

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user99

Lol, Lando being up high somewhere and you being in the crowd is so funny to me idk why 😭

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user100

yassssss my humble queen mingling with the peasants 🌺❤️

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user101

Supporting ur country we love to see it 🙂‍↕️

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user102

Yeahh…

Viva la espana

Sorry queen

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landonorris

Hope ur having fun in Ibiza bitch

Wish I could've been there but you chose a week where I have work

littlenorris

That was on purpose

Leave me and my bf alone

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user103

Wait we love Spain

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user104

Losing the euros to Spain and then immediately going there??? Lol??!!

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📍Ibiza, Spain

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littlenorris not a lot going on at the moment

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user105 girl gtfo of here the swifties don't claim you

user106 ugly bitch

user107 and that's why her hair looks like shit

user108 y'all r being so rude to this girl for no good reason

user109 idc I don't like her

user110 lol she's so lovely y'all need to stfu

user111 my beautiful beautiful queen

user112 Jude deserves better

user113 girl shut up, Jude ain't gonna fuck you

user114 trying to act like she didn't just get papped and posting like normal is actually crazyyyy

user115 and if she including him y'all would hate her all the same and try and say she was using him

user115 now what.

user116 I've met her like six times and she is the nicest person on the entire planet. Some of y'all need to get it together.

landonorris I love you

littlenorris I love you too

user117 they're both being nice to each other. Do y'all know how bad the situation has to be for them to be kind to the other?

user118 free my girl from the shackles of these crazy fan girls

user119 no literally, these ones are worse than the dts ones

user120 like she legit got attacked for “flirting” with Daniel at a race when all she did was stand near him 😭

user121 but then they were never seen together again, we lost 🥲✊

user122 both norris’s are washed

user123 fame fuckerrrrrr

user124 they've been together since they were 16 be so fr

user125 I can not stand any of you.

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judebellingham

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judebellingham for the past seven years, y/n has been my best friend and the love of my life. She has been by my side since day one and I would give anything to keep her there. She's been here through the ups and the downs, through the wins and the losses and not once has she faltered in her love and loyalty to me and our relationship. I don't think there's ever been a person I had more trust in that wasn't literally related to me. I love her with my entire being and I know I always will.

When we got together, y/n had already gotten a slight taste of what fame could bring with Lando’s involvement in racing. Because of this, we decided to keep our relationship to ourselves and away from the public opinion. It was never out attention to hide from anyone but, instead, to be able to love and have something without anyone trying to ruin it.

That being said, the hate y/n has been receiving these past few days is unacceptable. The only thing she has done is be in a relationship, a fact that has been known for as long as she has been a public figure. The only thing bringing this hate one is the knowledge that the person she loves is me. In case you need it, here is a reminder that you do not know us. You don't know our life or our relationship and this is the reason we were a “secret” for so many years. You can not call yourself a fan of mine if you are sending hate to the person I love most in the world.

And if you're someone who's hoping we break up, trust me, I fully intend on spending the rest of our lives together. So don't hold your breath.

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user126 CLOCK THOSE HATER-ASS BITCHES JUDEEEEE YASSSS

user127 oh he's so lovely

user128 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

landonorris no one is rather have marry my sister

judebellingham is this me getting your blessing

landonorris mate you've had my blessing since you got drunk on your birthday and babbled about marrying her for like an hour

judebellingham you need to never tell that story again

landonorris too late 🤷‍♂️ its already in my best man speech

user129 “don't hold your breath” omg welcome back unfiltered footballers

user130 he ate that little one thing

user131 get yourself a man who defends you like this

user132 awww I'm in love with them

user133 oh to be jude bellinghams “best friend and the love of my life”

maxfewtrell hey, i know her

judebellingham she says she doesn't know you

maxfewtrell tell that lying bitch I'm coming for her

user134 I feel so bad for y/n

user135 I feel like Jude definitely recognized that he got zero hate for this

littlelando I love you 🌺💕😭

judebellingham 💕

user136 ok wait they're adorable

user137 AWWWWWW

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judebellingham

Yeah I am 🙂‍↕️

littlelando

I love you so much you dork

judebellingham

I love you too

Always and forever, don't even worry about it

littlelando

Trust me, i wasnt worried 💕

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[airybcby]

for the new event! ~ 🫐 & 🍦 with barou please!

a barou shoei blueberry sundae :)

જ⁀♡⊹｡° last ones out

♡ a/n — for my more than a married couple event :) - masterlist -

��� word count — 1.3k

♡ content — barou shoei x gn! reader, gn! reader, one bed trope, mentions of barou's sisters, reader calls barou king once, very respectful barou, reader confesses, i have barou blush a lot idk why

♡ synopsis — who knew a broken bed could lead to you building a great wall of china of pillows just so barou shoei can have a place to sleep comfortably.

Barou Shoei was prideful to a fault.

That much became glaringly obvious within the first week of the marriage simulation.

When his bed frame broke on the third night, you could tell he didn’t want to admit it was a problem. He’d barely mentioned it, brushing it off like it wasn’t a big deal.

“I’ll sleep on the floor,” he said, arms crossed as if daring you to challenge him.

“You can’t just sleep on the floor, Barou. We have a couch, at least—”

“Too small,” he interrupted, glancing disdainfully at the tiny loveseat in the corner. “I’ll manage.”

You stared at him, incredulous. “For a whole week? Until the landlord gets it fixed?”

Barou’s jaw tightened. “It’s fine. I don’t need anything else.”

You wanted to argue, but you could see the stubborn set of his shoulders, the way he stood firm like this was some kind of test of willpower.

Still, you hated the thought of him waking up sore and miserable every day.

“You could...” The words came out before you could second-guess them. “You could stay in my bed. Just until your bed gets fixed.”

Barou’s eyes snapped to yours, wide and disbelieving. “What?”

“You heard me,” you said, trying to sound casual even as your heart raced. “We can put a pillow wall between us. It’s not a big deal.”

He stared at you for a long moment, his lips pressed into a thin line.

“No,” he said firmly, shaking his head. “I can’t do that.”

“Why not? It’s just a bed.”

“It’s not just a bed!” he snapped, his voice louder than he’d intended. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before muttering, “I’d never let a man sleep in my sisters’ beds. No matter the reason.”

The comparison caught you off guard.

“This is different,” you said softly. “We’re partners for this simulation, remember? It’s not like I’m asking you to stay forever. Just until your room’s fixed.”

Barou hesitated, his gaze flickering to the couch again. You could see the conflict in his eyes, the way his pride and practicality were warring with each other.

He was too proud to admit that sleeping on the floor was a bad idea, but he also didn’t want to impose.

After what felt like an eternity, he sighed.

“Fine,” he muttered, not meeting your gaze. “But only until my bed’s fixed.”

The first night was painfully awkward.

Barou lay stiff as a board on his side of the bed, his arms pinned to his sides like he was bracing for battle. The pillow wall you’d built between you felt more symbolic than functional, but it seemed to put him at ease.

You watched him out of the corner of your eye, wondering if he’d ever relax.

“Are you always this tense?” you teased lightly, trying to break the ice.

“Shut up,” he grumbled, turning his back to you. “I’m trying to sleep.”

You bit back a smile, settling into your own side of the bed.

It wasn’t much, but it was a start.

By the third night, things had loosened up—slightly.

Barou wasn’t quite as stiff, though he still stuck to his side of the bed with military precision. He even helped you rebuild the pillow wall after you accidentally knocked it over in your sleep.

“You’re lucky I didn’t kick you out,” he muttered, his tone gruff but not unkind.

“Sure, King,” you teased, earning a rare, faint smirk from him.

Everything changed on the fifth morning.

You woke up to the sun streaming through the curtains, the warmth of something solid and heavy draped over your body.

It took you a moment to realize what it was.

Barou’s arm was slung over your waist, his face buried in the crook of your neck. His deep, even breathing tickled your skin, and you froze, unsure of what to do.

The pillow wall had disappeared at some point during the night, leaving you tangled together like it had never existed.

You glanced over your shoulder, your heart racing as you took in the rare softness of his expression. Asleep, he looked...different. Peaceful, almost.

But then he stirred, his eyes blinking open.

The realization hit him like a freight train.

“Shit—” He scrambled back, his face a brilliant shade of red. “What the hell?”

“I—I don’t know!” you stammered, sitting up quickly. “You must’ve rolled over or something.”

Barou looked away, running a hand through his hair as he muttered something under his breath.

“It doesn’t matter,” he said finally, his voice gruff. “Just...forget it happened.”

But you couldn’t forget—not the warmth of his touch, not the way your heart had fluttered in those fleeting moments.

The incident was never brought up again, but it lingered between you like an unspoken truth.

Barou was quieter after that morning, more thoughtful in a way that made your chest ache. He’d return to his usual gruffness quickly enough, but there was something different in the way he’d look at you sometimes—a flicker of hesitation, as though he was holding back something he couldn’t quite say.

It wasn’t until the end of the simulation, as you both stood in the now-empty apartment, packing up the last of your things, that he finally broke the silence.

“Sorry,” he muttered abruptly, his voice low.

You glanced up, confused. “For what?”

His shoulders stiffened as he avoided your gaze. He rubbed the back of his neck, clearly uncomfortable. “For... that morning.”

It didn’t take much to know what he was referring to. You remembered it too—the way you’d woken up tangled together, the pillow wall nowhere in sight.

“It’s okay,” you said, offering him a small smile. “I didn’t mind—”

“That’s the problem!” he cut you off, his voice sharper than he intended. His face flushed red, and he turned away, unable to look at you. “I shouldn’t have— It’s like I—” He struggled to find the words, frustration lacing his tone. “I pushed myself onto you.”

“Barou.” You stepped closer, your voice firm enough to make him stop. “You didn’t push yourself onto me.”

He opened his mouth to argue, but you cut him off, your heart hammering as you said, “I liked it.”

That made him freeze.

He stared at you like you’d just said something incredibly stupid, his dark eyes wide and disbelieving.

“What?”

You swallowed hard, willing yourself to keep going. “I liked it,” you repeated, softer this time. “I liked being close to you. I...” You took a deep breath, your hands trembling slightly. “I like you, Barou. I have for a while. And I don’t want this to just be a simulation. I want us to be real.”

The silence that followed felt deafening.

Barou’s face turned pink, his lips parting as though he wanted to say something but couldn’t quite find the words. When he finally spoke, his voice was gruff, almost defensive.

“You’re so stupid,” he muttered, rubbing a hand over his face to hide the faint blush creeping up his cheeks.

You blinked, taken aback. “What—”

“Stupid,” he repeated, shaking his head as he glanced at you. His expression softened just slightly, his tone losing some of its edge. “You’re putting up with me. Saying stuff like that... What the hell am I supposed to do with you?”

You couldn’t help the small smile tugging at your lips. “You could start by saying yes.”

Barou exhaled sharply, his gaze darting away again. His ears were tinted pink now, but he didn’t argue.

“Yeah, fine,” he muttered finally, shoving his hands into his pockets. “We’ll try it. But don’t blame me if you get sick of me, got it?”

You laughed softly, stepping closer to brush your hand against his. “I don’t think that’ll happen.”

For a moment, Barou didn’t move, but then, with a quiet sigh, his hand wrapped around yours, his grip firm and warm.

“Don’t make me regret this,” he said, his voice low but sincere.

“You won’t,” you promised, your smile widening as you squeezed his hand.

And for the first time, Barou Shoei let himself believe that maybe, just maybe, this was something worth holding on to.

i love him so much someone sedate me

i hope you liked it!

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[konigsblog]

I would give farmer!König the chunkiest baby girls he’s ever seen on GOD. This man deserves to have chubby babies

And GOD just imagine him coming home from working in the fields and seeing you, his gorgeous, sweet wife, curled up under a quilt with your twin daughters sleeping in your arms, dozing away happily 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

(ik it’s soft and cheesy as hell but sometimes we need soft and cheesy!!!!!!)

definitely :( he has chubby baby genes, as well as the tall genes! his daughters will definitely grow to a tall height, just like their father. 🌾🍼🍇

two chubby babies in your arms, sighing deeply and shutting your eyes tightly, letting them breastfeed off of you. your arms weak and exhausted from carrying them around all day, their wispy, light ginger hair that'll darker as they age just grazing against your chest every now and then.

there's so demanding :( needing their mummy or daddy, always giggling whenever they see their father. but today, they'd refused to cooperate with you, only feeding off of you because of their father's presence. he holds them both, taking them to their bedroom and putting them down for the night. he finds you curled into a ball on the couch, hearing him call you over to sit on his lap after a hard day.

sitting on the wooden rocking chair with his large arms wrapped around you, his body heat spreading onto yours. “so pretty, such a hard working mother.” he smiles, kissing your forehead, your eyes fluttering closed as the chairs rocks you two back and forth.

or instead, having a picnic together, your twin girls giggling and playing with your hair, making you laugh. könig smiles when he looks over at you :( gorgeous in your natrual beauty, the golden sun shining on you! definitely feeds them blueberry cheesecake that you'd made after picking the blueberries off the bush, small spoonfuls given to them, playing with their small curls.

perhaps, you under the knitted quilt, a fuzzy blanket at the end of the bed and your two babies around you. your face buried in a pillow, putting your arm around the small of their back, seeing at they giggle with eachother. coming in, covered in hay on his jeans and a basket full of blueberries and strawberries, seeing you fast asleep with your babies on your chest, cuddling into you for warmth. :(

please, please! i don't even want kids, as pregnancy scares me, but könig's babies? 😖🫐

[zimbits-my-love]

Congratulations on the followers! Could you please draw Tater and blueberries or a blueberry product ?

Thanks!! This man really needs his blueberries 🫐

(my inbox is still open for anyone who hasn’t requested yet, so ask away for my 200 follower celebration!)

[mangocatart]

Blueberry farmin’ 🫐

Man, I wanna grow my own blueberries. Maybe if my store sells the starts again this year…maybe.

[intheticklecloset]

Hello fellow Chuuya fan!!!!

For the lemonade event, would it be alright if I get a blueberry 🫐 and 🌊 (Water balloon fight 😍) with Shin Soukoku? (Butchered the name lol) With maybe my baby Weretiger getting wrecked?

If you don’t want to do this, that’s okay with me and sorry if I’m early as well 😂.

🍋 Lemonade Special Order 🍋

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It didn’t take a genius to know that Akutagawa was not the type of man to want to partake in anything as silly and fun as a water balloon fight.

Atsushi decided he was going to try and get him to have one anyway.

It was finally warming up outside after they’d been sequestered indoors due to the weather so much (not that the weretiger was complaining; snuggling and watching movies with Aku had been his favorite thing ever), and he wanted an excuse to go outside and play around with his boyfriend in the bright sunshine.

Akutagawa – predictably – refused. So Atsushi gave him some higher stakes to fight for.

“We’ll each get three balloons – three chances to hit each other. First one to get hit with a water balloon gets tickled by the other. How about that?”

With grim determination and focus, Akutagawa declared war.

The fight had been raging for several minutes now, but thanks to the both of them being so used to each other’s fighting styles and tricks, neither had landed a single hit so far. They both had one balloon left. It was now or never.

“What happens if neither of us win?” Akutagawa asked, seeming unfazed as he stared his partner down.

Atsushi shrugged and grinned. “Then we’ll just have to resort to a tickle fight.”

The mafioso scoffed. “I think not.”

Finally, after another few minutes, Atsushi threw his final balloon – and missed.

Akutagawa gave him a predatory smile. “I do believe I’ve won this war, weretiger.”

“No way! You haven’t hit me yet—”

“But you were the first to lose all three of your weapons. Therefore…” He dropped his last balloon and lunged for him with Rashomon. Since Atsushi had let his guard down and wasn’t prepared, he was easily overpowered and pinned to the ground, at which point his boyfriend fell upon him and began tickling all over with almost excited fervor. “…you lose.”

“Wahahahahahahahait! That’s not fahahahahahahahair! Ahahahahahahahakutagawaaaa!” Atsushi squealed, struggling uselessly in Rashomon’s grip and cackling as his partner tickled him freely all over his worst spots. “You jeheheheheheheherk! This wahahahahahahasn’t the deheheheheheheheal!”

“And what are you going to do about it, weretiger?” Akutagawa taunted, smirking wickedly down at him, squeezing his hips and sides in rapid succession. “Do you intend to fight me off for real? No more games?”

“I juhuhuhuhuhuhust wahahahahahanted to hahahahahahave fun with yohohohohohou!”

“Are you not having fun now?”

Atsushi cursed, which only made the mafioso grin even wider. “You knohohohohohohow what I mehehehe-HEHEHEHEHEANT!! AHAHAHAHAHA NONONO WAHAHAHAHAHAIT, RYU—!!”

Akutagawa chuckled and leaned down to kiss the shell of his boyfriend’s ear, a single finger wiggling into his belly button as he whispered, “I’m certainly having fun, Atsushi~”

[strawurberries]

Blueberry 🫐 10 & 11 for Vash, please

Vash: "I'll do it. I'll do it. Just don't hurt them."

Authors note: One of my favorite things about Vash is that you can see the rage he has, the anger he harbors against the cruel and the evil, yet he chooses not to give into his murderous urges and pushes on---activly working towards his ideal of peace. He isn't a character who was born peaceful, he made himself that way. That's why I love him so much. And, for this, I tried to dig into that little bit. I hope it did him justice :)

Warnings: Mentions of violence, kidnapping, blood.

“What did you do with them. . . ?” he stared at the bloody hands of the man before him, small red droplets sliding off the scarred flesh—plop. . . plop. . . plop. . . the blood pool beneath the heels of the bounty hunters started to grow. The edges of the red stretched out, like a hand begging to be held, saved. As he watched the flow of the liquid, all he could think was that it better be someone else’s and not theirs. . . not his lover’s. 

A vague, soul-eating feeling started to gnaw at his belly and he knew then that his thoughts would not aid him, nor would it aid his lover, the blood, or the desperately cruel people before him. 

“What do you think?” the bounty-hunter, the leader of the small group, grinned. “They didn’t tell us where you were so, we jus’ had a little fun. Right boys?” The group giggled and howled, recounting the screams and taste of the blood. “Who would’a thought you’d come ‘ere all by yerself? Hmm? What a treat fer us!” He crossed his arms, his fingertips smearing blood across his bicep. 

“Where are they?” Vash gripped the cool metal of his gun—rage boils and pops, bursting out of the pot it was forced to live in, shoved in some dark corner of his mind where he, and no one else, could access such dirty emotions; a twitch of his finger sent him tumbling over his morals, ideals. Anger rose and fell like the chest of some great beast, slowly climbing the edge of his spine; come on, the fear whispered, let go, won’t you? It’ll be easier. He bit down on his lip, canine digging into the dusty flesh. To continue as he is, or to punish how he so dangerously wanted too.

“Come with us and you’ll meet ‘em. . . if they’re still alive,” he let out a barking laugh, “they were pretty tough!” He tilted his head, “nothin’ a good beating couldn’t fix though.”

Bubble, rise, POP. How long until the boiling point is reached?

The crowd laughed, 

POP, bubble, POP, POP. Water can only burn for so long until it leaves nothing but a steam filled memory. 

The bounty-hunter turned to a smaller boy next to him, “is that brat still breathin’?” The boy nodded and said he had given the hostage one last kick before he left, just to make sure they were still alive. “Well, guess yer lover is still kickin’. How sweet.”

POP. 

POP.

POP.

A decision must be made.

“I’ll do it,” he threw his gun down and raised his arms, “I’ll do it. I’ll go with you. Just don’t hurt them.” He couldn’t hold his malice back—the pain and anger in his eyes so fresh and bright that one might’ve thought his stare could kill. He clenched his hands into fists, arms slightly shaking as he stared at his gun on the ground. 

POP.

POP.

The sound of bubbles breaking reminds him of the sound of gunshots.

POP.

POP.

“Don’t hurt them,” he bit his lip, drawing a taste of delicious copper, “please.”

The leader stepped forward and kicked Vash’s gun away. “You have a deal, Mr. Vash the Stampede.”

The crowd hooted and hollered, dreaming of riches and fame, while one man dreamed of red geraniums and bullet wounds.

[185northgower]

Okay so first come first serve @paperphilia

Yes, the three blueberries 🫐 is my Bojan tag, courtesy of @vampmilf saying sth along the lines of “he’s as tall as three juicy, round blueberries stacked carefully, lovingly on top of each other” (which he then informed me wasn’t even originally coined abt Bojan but just fits very well)

The fic is BoNace (I just didn’t tag which ship it’s abt to be a tease I’ll admit 🤭)

Anyway, anyway, begging for more you said? 👀

“Sorry darling, I’m all sweaty,” the older man murmurs against the top of his head, pressing soft kisses to soft brown hair, and Bojan presses himself against him harder, rubbing his face against his damp shirt with a pleased little sound, knowing full well that Nace is aware how much Bojan loves to jump him right after a run or a workout.

He sighs against his boyfriend, but eventually pulls back a little to look up at him, stretching up towards him before Nace lowers his head and kisses him, large hands roaming his body while his boyfriend presses him to the fridge.

[pink-and-plaid]

My Fair Hansel

By definition, a Hansel Boy is a guy with a thinner frame that has become thicker and pudgy, gradually becoming nice and bloated in his rear and his stomach, but nowhere else. But what makes these Hansel Boys so attractive?

Perhaps the psychology is that because I love that in the soft flesh of a thicker guy, there is a real vulnerability of a person, whose body has had great happiness and contentment in his life, or it may be the tender flesh of someone who may have had to cope with great sadness that he could not express and so gained weight. It may be guys whose genetics also just afford them beautiful flesh- or even just their wish to be subdued and dominated, becoming fuller, thicker and free of social constraints. So, continue to grow as much as you please... I shall dominate and protect that vulnerability in your large curves.

When “Hansel Boys” enter “forests”, they begin as average young men. Perhaps they’re lost- wandering from a celebration already stuffed and sleepy, but they’re always open to being worshipped- hungry for it even…that’s when they’re lured by my spell. It’s something they can easily play into. They remember “Hansel & Gretel”.

But that’s a witch in a fairy tale. A Warlock is different. He is modern. His charm is so seductive playing into a young man’s vanity that regardless of orientation, he’s captivated listening to the Warlock’s deep soothing voice, masculine and strong as if he will take care of all their worries in the world- the world that’s starting to blur into fantasy…his words beckon the young men inside a house or apartment and within the walls they can almost smell gingerbread.

“Let my my living room become your forest, and my black hat and shirt become like the witch’s robe in your stories as I caress your rear or moon over your belly, creeping underneath the tight shirts and sweatpants like I’m undoing your lederhosen. I’ll lean over you “Mein Hansel” and tell you your own fairy tale of when you found your way to my candied house.. “

When you see the gingerbread house you imagine yourself as any Hansel Boy would- like they all do in my house. They immediately attach themselves to the icing covered walls of the gingerbread house eating and stuffing their bodies. The Warlock waits patiently watching them climb over the walls like vines, gradually plumping up like berries. When the Warlock appears before them, they are caught by surprise with their faces stuffed. The Warlock stuffs an apple in each of their mouths and throws them in a large steamer to simmer and reduce the fat.

As the steam increases, the boys become only half aware of the reality, and half the fairy tale. They call out weak and submissive, eager to play along.

“Are you going to baste me, sir? Keep me in a pot and fatten me? Will I be your gingerbread guy?” 🍪

But the Warlocks have no interest in eating gingerbread boys. That’s a witch’s motive. Warlock’s have other plans.

In all the heat the boys get hungry and the Warlock brings them pastries, sodas, sweet beers, and sweets galore.

But as they fatten, they go back in the pot where the fat moistens their skin and the steam expands their body loosening their frame to become stretchy and pliable to be able to be filled to larger capacity.

When they’re too big for the steamer and their fattened skin is the most pliable to be filled up, the Warlock moves the boys into giant tubs of hot water and pours in bags of sugar. The boys’ mental faculties being broken, have no idea that the steamer has primed their bodies to absorb the sugar water like sponges- juicing them up like fruit for a pie.

Gradually they will become less like dumb boys and more like a big blueberry🫐, a giant peach🍑, a juicy pear🍐 or a stuffed pillow full of fluffy marshmallow...☁️ like these.

And with their new shape, they’ll smile because it will be easier to just be rounder, and they’ll start to love fattening themselves up on their own, and be eager to bloat in sugar baths. All they’ll want is to please the Warlock and they won’t even know why… If done regularly, the boys will ripen rapidly.

But one wouldn’t want them to get so overripe that they burst or leak- a Hansel’s frame only holds so much. Bigger clothes would be needed to keep them warm with plenty of room to swell rather quickly if they’ve been good at being conditioned. That’s how the Warlock can ensure a sweet tasting harvest! 🍭

“Then how will I know when to stop? How will I know when I’m ready to be consumed?”

The Warlock can tell when they are ready to be measured by looking into their eyes. When the boys are soft, and the body is rounder, the Warlock must measure the fruit’s ripeness, like any fruit in the market- using his hands. The Hansel Boys have only to lift their shirts so the Warlock may feel…

Undoubtedly, the stomach will already be engorged like a watermelon 🍉. So then to really know when it’s time, he must gauge the rest of the fruit’s shapeliness. It will begin with the plum of the cheeks in their faces. They will grow in color as the boys grow in general. Then it will spread to their hindquarters. The healthy rear begins to fill up like water balloons jiggling, growing full in their pants as they increase in size- buttocks now like basketballs straining under the stretching fabric, begging to be released... 🏀🏀 The boys will try to close their pants, but they’ll feel ready to burst- forcing the buttons closed, holding their big boy bottom in those pants like a heavy pumpkin, perfectly round and strapped tight in the sling of their underwear...🎃

When both sets of cheeks are full, the Warlock will listen closely, placing his hands on the fleshy bounty. The Warlock should hear the insides slosh at his touch. Then the Warlock knows a Hansel Boy is ready. For the sloshing means that a Boy is about to swell rapidly and must be released of the prison of their clothes down to the undergarments- or else the pressure of the clothes will make them burst.

Indeed the Warlock found one such Hansel Boy. He quivered at the Warlock’s hand and the sloshing sound became louder. To see him was the perfect shape- the plum of their ass like a loaf of bread, inflated to the same curvature of their melon-belly. He even pulled his underwear down over his calves to show his Master how well-fed he looked.

Mein gott! He was growing. The bubble butt just kept inflating as the undergarments were peeled back. As his backside was where he was the most heavy and round, the Warlock placed him on a chair to avoid losing his balance under the weight of the upcoming swell.

As he is rolled over to the chair, he groans. The Warlock looked at the pitiful grin on the Hansel Boy’s face as he pulled the boy’s underwear back on his beefy big-boy bottom. It must have been like a pressure cooker on him as he grabbed his stomach and the sloshing grows louder. The boy looks slightly concerned- and rightly so. It is time now for the fruit to swell. The Hansel Boy’s eyes looked softly into the handsome Warlock’s face. He doesn’t understand the sloshing sound or why he has swollen beyond a normal weight gain as opposed to just being a big boy, but he can’t stop looking at the Warlock. The Warlock looks deeply back into his eyes and says, “Mein Hansel…”

“Is that my name? I must’ve forgotten. Is it now then that you are to eat me? Am I roasted to your perfection. Shall I ready myself to be basted? For you have fattened me up just so that you must eat me. I shall even take an apple into my mouth. Come and taste this gingerbread, sir.”

Hansel should be embarrassed that he has submitted so easily to a warlock, forgetting who he is or what he’s asking. All he can do is greedily wish to be relieved quickly through sins of the flesh. He craves it. But he has no idea the actual sin the Warlock intends to commit. So the Warlock explains.

“You’re not going to be gingerbread, boy. You are no longer flesh but a vessel of ripening fruit. I’ve fattened up your skin so I could expand you with the sweetest nectar. And now i will have to harvest your juices…before you burst…”

The Hansel Boy dazed, knowing he is the Warlock’s pomegranate, and the sin of the Warlock will be that of Persephone- who will take up all of the juice, seed, and nectar the boy has to offer. Hearing this, his eyes widen, as he realizes his actual size and swelling. The gurgling intensifies as he realizes it is juice sloshing in his body, and looks in horror as his realization has brought on the swell.

The boy panics seeing the sudden growth. His breath quickens as he feels heavier and wider. The sound of the juice is flushing through his ears but, there’s a sudden stop. A low rumbling is heard as the boy feels a strained tightness. The boy’s stomach is at a breaking point. It grumbles louder as pressure builds. He starts to groan, but the Warlock puts his finger to his lips and shushes the boy. For Hansel may burst if he excites himself too much. And so, just as before, the Warlock cradles the boy’s neck and lays him backward.

The Warlock explains the juicing process might be long, but the boy should have complete trust and enjoy the process. The Warlock smiles down at him. The Hansel Boy relaxes and his mind starts to drift. He remembers when he was just a regular guy that was hungry for food, for some attention, and now the Warlock had him in his hands, looking at him so adoringly, so wise, so fatherly, so handsome and yet sinister. He feels entirely different.

“Daddy..” the boy calls. “Help me…”

The Warlock explained that there was two places from which the juice could be siphoned from Hansel’s body and that Hansel should lift his legs and melt into a spread for his master. For Hansel was promised the sweetest release if he just relaxed. The moment he finally gave in, he began to feel the slightest bit of rhythmic pressure and was squeezed ever so gently.

The edging continued as the juice was rimmed. The Warlock was ever so careful. Too much pressure or suction, and the boy would spurt like a grape🍇. But at last, the Warlock announced the boy was about to give out- so much- and that the juice would come forth in gallons. And so it happened. Hansel had been given release, and the Warlock tasted the sweetest nectar- cleaning the siphon and the rim rather greedily.

But the Warlock is not done with the Hansel Boy. Now the Warlock has no need to lure and groom fresh fruit for harvest because he can ripen his current stock by planting new seeds. For now, the boy being less heavy with juice, the Warlock bid the Hansel Boy plant that giant peach on his lap. The Warlock will grind new seeds inside him…so that he will be ready for harvest again in the new year.🫐🍑🍇🎃. Then forever will the Warlock have the juice he requires!

[sansuusilly]

screaming blueberry man stimboard 🫐

f2u or wtv idk i didn't make the gifs and this is a joke

[disgustinglydevoted]

꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷‧₊˚💕 ‧₊˚ I HAD THIS FEELING, AS I WAS FALLING ~ . . .

꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷‧₊˚💕 ‧₊˚ THE SOUND 'CROSS THE BAY, WAS THE SOUND OF YOU CALLING ~ . . .

INFO UNDER THE CUT ~ !

Hey hi! My name is Dew / Dexter!! I’m just a silly guy that’s just here to talk about my silly little f/os!! You know how it is!!! I know my account is empty (mainly bc i am so nervous to be entering this place again ahA...) but I promise you I’m gonna be pretty much active here, just like i was on my main! I figured maybe a side blog would be nicer, plus I can yap way more ehehe. 💕

Oh yea my main is @dreadfullydevoted HE/it pronouns! ʚ♡ɞ Genderfluid ʚ♡ɞ Gay ʚ♡ɞ Adult

I will warn you though, this blog is VERY horror/gore themed, I love spooky stuff! So be cautious pls <3

Please no doubles D: … nothing personal I promise!!! It just kinda makes me feel not so great :( this might change we’ll see :L…

... Since I am an adult, so there might be the occasional suggestive post but I will be tagging it as #suggestive and #suggestive cw so I’d like to politely ask for minors to block it! Or anyone who’s uncomfortable, really. But I promise there won’t be a bunch! Maybe just funny memes. :P!

I have a bunch of f/os… like, a lot.. But my main focuses are these fellas!! (In order: Character Name, Source, Ship name, then tags!) KEY: Romantic: 💌 Crushes: 🎀 Platonic: 💫 Familial: [ UNKNOWN FOR NOW! ]

💌 ~ Arthur Davenport from Art of More! - Chocolate Coins! |♡|🎨 ~ YOUR SONG ! 🎨 ✎ . . . My sweetheart <3 💌 ~ Scott Tibbs from the Saw franchise! - Rockcandy! |♡|🎸 ~ KILLSHOT ! 🎸 ✎ . . . My rockstar <3 💌 ~ Stanford Pines from Gravity Falls! - Dewford or Smarties! |♡|✋ ~ HE BLINDED ME WITH SCIENCE ! ✋ ✎ . . . My nerd <3 💌 ~ Mr. Reed from Heretic (2024)! - Blueberry Pie! |♡|🫐 ~ HOW I'D KILL! 🫐 ✎ . . . My Savior <3

Sooo yeah! There’s some other ones, but they’re all on my carrd! Yippee!!!

What else do I put… um…

OH! Tags.. Tags!! Let's see here... AHA!

⚰️ ✎ . . . Dew's Coffin - Me talking! Just simply thinking of stuff :3

🦴 ✎ . . . Dew's Bones - Art tag!! Yay!!

🧠 ✎ . . . Dew's Brain - Thoughts!! Maybe F/O imagines!! We'll see!

🫀 ✎ . . . Dew's Heart - F/O gushing :33 ehehehehehhe

🦷 ✎ . . . Dew's Teeth - Fanart/gift tag! Of course I'm not forcing this but just in case it's needed ;P, I've somehow managed to get a bunch of fanart in general so ahA--

🪦 ✎ . . . Dew's Gravestone - Reblog game responses!

🩸 ✎ . . . Dew's Blood - Suggestive posts

👻 ✎ . . . Dew's Hauntings - Asks! Ur all my little ghosts :3

SINCE THE BOOK OF BILL HAS BECOME MORE POPULAR I FIGURED MAYBE I SHOULD SAY THIS:: DONT TALK AB IT IF YOU SHIP BILLFORD! nothing personal, I just get uncomfortable! You're still good to interact just please don't tag anything I post as billford please! <3 Proshippers don’t talk to me, you’re all stinky as hell smh >:L same with just general dni criteria. Don’t be a freak man, it’s not that hard :( Also DNI if you're like, a comshipper or if you're that kinda freak that likes abusive stuff like girlypop... no.... Also zoophiles, necrophiles, etc. I've had the displeasure of having followers of that so :/ never again, never again... youch... Also if you're anti-lgbtq, homophobic, transphobic, yadda yadda... Yeah no, not on my BLOG >:/

[rigatoniiiiiiii]

MANGOBERRY PLAYLIST IS AT 69 SONGS!!!! 🎉 🎉🎉🎉🎉

This beloved wretch of a man Blueberry (@whirld-of-color ‘s oc) and Mango’s relationship playlist that have all been meticulously picked and analyzed for peak agony has finally made it to 69 songs! This is basically their anniversary.

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1V2ncXxwKrFQSyxNnugrDh?si=tECid-ibSDaSz-XMMOeNvQ