#moon vibes

[assassin1513]

🩶⚜️🩶Moon Mystic🩶⚜️🩶

[fairy-magick]

S o l a r E c l i p s e. 10/14/23

[toyastales]

“Love me like the moon intended, all the way through the darkness.” —A.J. Lawless

[shelovesskiez]

At least I have something to look at while thinking about you :)

©- Shelovesskiez

[misssclumsy]

Pov : you freaking love the moon so you take the picture of the moon in every single texture you like

[unavidadiferente]

February 2023 photos

[ohyoubuggin]

[misamoom]

\{mO_On}/

[sayxit]

Moonlight

Fast speeding chasing my own shadow under the

[galaxicalsart]

Rakesh Mochizuki (he/him)

I love him so much.

@emmettland

(Please don’t repost, but do reblog!)

[assassin1513]

🌕💙⚜️💙Stars and the Moon💙⚜️💙🌕

[moon-light-dreaming]

Not the prettiest but I love her

[retrokid616]

k did not think ashton would vibe with the moon elder

[redisforhappy]

shigaraki x reader, part one.

inspired by "dangerously yours."

One night in early February I kicked myself out of my own house, brought out the boot and screamed "go find something better to do! Find a purpose to be here. You've flown yourself across the world to escape a life with no one here waiting for you.” The air got colder and colder with every step I took along the sidewalk. My jacket wasn't warm enough, my scarf wasn't wrapped tightly enough to hug my neck without letting air in. On winter nights, the wind has eager hands. I used to, too.

That night I ended up running into a somebody who was just as unhappy to see me as I was to see him, cloaked and masked like he usually was in those days.

"God forbid I have one peaceful night," I grumbled under my breath as I fiddled with the gun in my pocket. That one was for safe keepings, but I didn't exactly plan to ever use it. It's a last resort sort of thing- if I could, I liked to cuff people without inflicting any injuries. Tomura Shigaraki, however, is too smart to fall for a little hologram. I've never even tried to use my quirk on him.

"Who said we had to fight like dogs? I'm too sore for any of that right now," Tomura complained, swatting my armed hand away like it were nothing but a bug. Never had he ever acted so confident before. On a normal night, this boy would be shocked that anyone had the audacity to confront him like that and would end up offended and fuming like a child.

The soft spot I had for that villain was disgustingly pathetic. It put me in dangerous situations like laying on his bedroom floor while he tells me about the crap day he had, then we both swear not to tell anybody. I was 18 when I moved to Japan and started attending the famously distinguished University for Heroes, and I was 18 when I first met Tomura. I'm 19 now, him 21. We shouldn't keep meeting like this even if they're usually accidental. With the passing months we're both making names for ourselves that this strange relationship would be detrimental to. Instead of fighting we ended up sitting across from each other in an alley, pressing the bottoms of our shoes together. He discarded the hand mask and had it lay by me, closer than anyone had ever been to it. He trusts me too much.

"I've been training my body a lot lately," he told me, "it's been paying off, but it hurts so bad."

"Why?"

"It's supposed to hurt."

"Yeah but why have you been training more?"

"We've got something big coming," he smirked tauntingly, "really big. There's still some time, but I wanted to talk to you about it. You might want to get out of the city by the end of next month-"

The warning click of a gun I held against his head made him go completely silent and still. I held it rough against his forehead as he slowly looked up at me, trying to piece together how I'd gotten from point A to point B in just a moment. It's all I needed. All I needed was him to say something that would remind me who he was.

Tomura was the first to move, a smile spreading on his face. I pushed it harder against him, sure to leave a mark if not a bullet hole. He knew I wouldn't do it, and I think part of him wanted me to just to shock him.

"Don't be so cocky Tomura. This is it."

"No, it isn't." His white hair is glowing in the line of moonlight that could reach it, along with his eye. I'd known them to be red, but at the time his eyes looked silver. Maybe with tears. Maybe he was sad.

"It is. I won't let you hurt anybody else while I idly stand by knowing I could've done something. I'm a hero now, it's time I do my job."

"You won't do it. You love me." All I could do was laugh at his accusation, which he seemed taken aback by. His mouth opened to let the words out but they fell on the floor, and just for the added effect, I stomped on them.

"Love you? Get real, Tomura."

"We've spent so much time together. I was going to ask you to come with me when I have to le-"

"ENOUGH, TOMURA. I DO NOT LOVE YOU! I WILL NOT GO WITH YOU," I screamed in defense, curling my finger around the trigger and pointing it at his leg. It took strength but I pulled that trigger three fucking times before I started crying. He cried out in pain and latched his arms around my torso. I thought he was going to tackle me to the ground or dust me, but instead he pulled me onto him and screamed his agony into my shoulder.

"You do love me! You told me you did!" Tomura argued in sobs. It shattered my heart to lie to him, but I had to lie to him and myself if I wanted to save lives. If I wanted to put him behind bars.

Words wouldn't be enough to explain this to him. Not at the time. He wouldn't, couldn't, have understood my intentions or how they would help him at all. When I looked into his eyes, every single time, I saw the little boy with the dead family that he told me about when we stared at the stars above his home. That boy needed a doctor, not All for One. I'd give him a doctor, with a reason to see one.

"I'm turning you in tonight, Tomura," I whispered into his ear, though by the look of his scrunched up face I wasn't too sure if he could hear me. "But I will see you again. Please, just comply with the police. Don't be yourself. Be good, and polite. And you will be just fine." It was expected of him to fight me. I was waiting for him to shove me off of him and scramble away, but he had no Kurogiri at his beckon call. Nobody would come get him, so he certainly wouldn't get far.

"Promise?" he whispered back. I had to bite back a choked sob, because truthfully I had no idea if they would kill him the moment they got their hands on him. I wished for them to see what I see in him, but ultimately hoped they did what they thought best.

"I promise."

[poptherocks]

My new tapestry! Moon vibin 🤍🖤

[unavidadiferente]

five in the morning

trading sleep for black coffee

A waning crescent