#um. bye… explodes

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twisted fucking cycle knots scribble collection 2 🫣

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recent sketches

hhhello been inactive for a while so have some sketches i've done recently XP

changed the way i draw the little guy

a friend had this hc that during chapter 27 edgar wasn't really taking care of himself so his hair got longer . then zarla confirmed it

thing i banged in like 30 minutes instead of going to sleep . this is from @metamorphmigus and @cherry-207's au , btw

lolol that's literally all idk why i thought i had more things

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You know when you think about it…purple wedding is just a synonym for lavender marriage...hmmmmmmm

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SOUNDS OF MUFFLED SCREAMING

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he has at least 90 diseases

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SFW

🌸Word count: 7.5K words

🌸AU: Soulmates are bound by an invisible red thread tied around their pinkies. Only within close proximity with your soulmate for the first time does the red string become visible to the both of you. And cutting the thread would mean losing them as a soulmate, completely, and forever.

🌸Pairing: Mismatched Toji x reader couple (soooo fucking cute), age gap, SatoSugu

🌸A/N: I couldn't get over Soulmate!Toji so I wrote a prequel.....

Part 1, Part 2 >>

You were always so excited and curious to meet your soulmate. Since you were a kid, you’d fantasise ways you might meet your other half. You just never anticipated that your soulmate would be a man almost two times bigger than you. 

You remember the day you first saw him. You were staring up at him, sizing him up when you realised that your head only came up to his chest. His big muscles could probably crush you if he so much as touched you, you bet. And he looked at least a decade older than you. You’d always wondered how your soulmate would look like, but you had never imagined someone like him. 

“Um… Hi,” you squeaked softly. 

He didn't say anything as he continued staring at you. You swallowed and held up your pinky finger where a red thread was tied around. The other end was connected to his own pinky finger. 

You wondered what to say, and you nervously decided on, “Fancy seeing you here…?” 

You almost wanted to smack yourself. 

The man before you didn’t say anything and you briefly wondered if he might be mute. His facial expression never changed either, so you had no idea what he was thinking. Maybe he thought he had gotten the short end of the stick with you. 

He glanced behind you and noticed your friends watching the both of you animatedly, excited that you were the first of them to find your soulmate. The man returned his gaze back to you. He cleared his throat, then he spoke for the first time since you first noticed the searing hot sting on your last finger. 

“I’ll get your number and we’ll meet another day,” he mumbled. His voice was low and rough, kinda hot for an older man if you had to be honest. 

You blinked at his straightforwardness and his quick decision-making skills, both of which you lacked. You only got to be in shock for a few seconds before he held his phone out to you. You took it from him slowly, still in a daze from this whole situation. You keyed in your number and saved your name before handing it back to him. The man pocketed his phone and nodded at you. 

“I’ll call you.” You bobbed your head but you stayed staring at him. You saw a little frown between his brows. “Go back to your friends.”

“Oh, r-right!” you fumbled, taken aback and anxious from being chased away. “Well, um… okay,” you told him as you nodded your head, unsure of how exactly to say goodbye to your newly found soulmate. You took a small step back and gave him a little wave. “I’ll wait for your call…” You frowned here, totally forgetting if he had introduced himself. 

“Toji Fushiguro.”

“Bye bye, Toji.”

The second time you guys met was just as awkward. 

You were sitting there, blinking dumbly at the huge man opposite you. Toji stared back at you, his fingers playing with the condensation of his glass of whiskey. It had been five minutes since you were sat at the table, and it had also been silent between the both of you for just as long. You were gradually getting uncomfortable. You wondered how he could sit there without saying a word, the entire time just staring at you. You already felt like exploding with anxiety. 

You cleared your throat, just aching to break the silence though it looked like he could go on forever just watching you. “So, um… what do you do for work, Toji?” you asked nervously. 

He finally blinked as he replied mysteriously, “Better for you not to find out.” You gaped at his secrecy but he ignored the look of disbelief you were wearing on your face. Before he took a sip of his drink, he asked, “And you?”

“If I tell you, will you tell me what you do?” you haggled. 

Toji’s eyebrow quirked upward for a split second, making you wonder if you imagined it. “No. I’d rather you not know.”

“But I wanna know,” you pleaded softly. He simply kept staring at you, not saying anything. You pouted a little. Giving up, you sighed and finally told him, “I’m a PA for a director of a company.”

“You like your job?” 

It’s not a weird question to ask, but you still couldn’t help but feel touched by his solicitude. Your heart thumped in your chest as you joked, “I’d like it even more if I was a housewife.”

Almost at once, Toji nodded and responded, “Quit your job. You can stay home or even go shopping everyday if you want to. I can provide for both of us.”

You pulled a frown and leaned forward a little. You lowered your voice and questioned seriously, “What do you really do?”

He scratched his temple. “If you really have to know…” He stared at you and you immediately nodded your head. He sighed as he ran his hand down the lower half of his face, bringing your attention to his scar by his lips for a second. “I get paid by people who don’t want to get their hands dirty.”

“So you do the dirty work?” Toji’s face scrunched up into a cringe as he nodded his head. You were unknowingly whispering now as you wondered, “Like what?”

“Don’t ask.” 

“Bad stuff?”

There was a beat of silence, like he was contemplating whether or not to answer, before he mumbled solemnly, looking away, “Bad stuff.”

You continued gaping at him, your heart thumping in your chest. So your soulmate was a bad guy. 

But what could you do about it? Hand him over to the police? Like hell you would. Besides, you’re kind of intrigued. You wanted to know just what kind of things he did. So you opened your mouth to ask more questions. But you took in the scar on his lips, the stormy look in his eyes, and the stony expression that he wears. You decided that you didn’t really want to know that badly, so you huffed and leaned back in your seat. 

You wondered if you imagined the slight quirk of his lips and the twinkle in his eyes because the moment you blinked, his face was a blank sheet again. You cleared your throat. 

“How old are you?”

“Thirty-eight.”

Your lips clamped together and your eyes widened in surprise. Toji noticed your expression, so he quirked an eyebrow. 

“How old are you?”

“Twenty-five,” you squeaked. 

Your soulmate was 13 years older than you. He had lived 13 years ahead of you, without you. Holy shit, that was a long time. 

You’re still trying to wrap your head around the age gap between you and your soulmate when the waitress came to set your cocktail in front of you. Toji glanced up at her and gave her a tick of his eyebrow as a wordless thanks. You darted your eyes to the waitress at once, knowing what that small action would do to girls. 

True enough, you saw the lady pursing her lips as she fought off a shy smile, her eyes already turning googly as she continued staring at Toji. You returned your gaze to the man before you, only to see him staring at you. 

His deepset gaze unnerved you. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking whereas your friends had always told you that you were an open book for everyone to read. You remember worrying to yourself at that time if you would ever be able to live with a man whose emotions you couldn’t even read. It felt impossible then. 

When the waitress left, you shifted in your seat as you asked him quietly, “Are you happy you found your soulmate?”

He swirled the liquid in his glass. Your stomach dropped when he didn’t answer right away. What he did instead, was take a sip of his whiskey. Your anxiety level was rising with every second he took to savour the alcohol in his mouth. You felt like you might vomit just as he swallowed and hummed, nodding his head. He looked just as solemn as ever. 

In that moment, you thought with all your heart that Toji definitely hated you. 

The time your worries and discomfort started to settle was the third time you interacted with your soulmate. 

Your phone had rung in the middle of the day. You remember your heart jumping in your chest when you read the name Toji Fushiguro on the screen. Swallowing and clearing your throat, you picked up your phone and slid your finger across the screen to answer it. 

“Hello?”

“Are you free tonight?”

Your heart leapt to your throat. Was he asking you out? “Yes,” you answered breathlessly. 

“I’ll pick you up at seven.”

“Okay. Where are we going?” 

To be fair, it had been a week since you last met him and there had been minimal contact between the both of you. You never texted, and the only time you did was when you reported that you’d reached home safely the last time you saw him. You just didn’t know what to talk to him about and you didn’t want to seem like a clingy little girlfriend by asking him out again (even though you’d only met twice so far, including the first time you bumped into each other).

“A friend’s birthday dinner.”

Your blood froze cold. “I-I’m going to meet your friends tonight?” He hummed. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!” you nearly screamed. 

You would have been embarrassed at losing your composure so unglamourously if not for how nervous you were, thinking about meeting your soulmate’s friends for the first time. You hadn’t even impressed Toji yet and now you had to impress his friends? You didn’t even know him well enough, much less the kind of friends he hung out with! How would you make them like you, when your soulmate hated you?!

Toji grunted on the other line. “I forgot.”

“You forgot your friend’s birthday?”

Ignoring you completely, Toji reminded you, “I’ll pick you up at seven. Wear a dress.” 

“Toji—”

You heard a loud noise in the background before he mumbled quickly, “Gotta go. See you tonight.”

And just like that, he ended the call. So you’re left brooding and anxiously fretting over tonight’s dinner. You couldn’t even focus on work because you’re stressing over what to wear that night and how to behave. It was the longest you ever took to get ready for anything to feel even just a morsel of satisfaction with how you look. 

By the time Toji got you from your place, you’re all but a bundle of nerves dressed in a cute dress and done up all pretty. The moment he set his piercing eyes on you, all he did was stare as he took you in from head to toe. But he said no word of praise as he made a comment about your apartment building. 

“The security here is shit.”

For some reason, the anxiety in you settled. You weren’t sure why, and what that was. But you felt calmer. Perhaps if he had commented on your looks, you would have felt even more nervous. You’re glad he didn’t say anything about your appearance. 

You turned off the lights and locked the door as you said, “Well, the rent is cheap. Can’t complain.”

Toji grunted. “You could move in with me,” he grumbled quietly, almost like he didn’t want you to hear. 

The both of you walked to the lift. “And your place is much safer than mine?” you mocked in a tease. 

Toji turned to give you a look. “Yes,” was all he said for you to realise that he was serious about 1) the security of his apartment, and 2) asking you to move in with him. 

Blushing, you looked away. The both of you took the elevator down in silence and jumped into a cab to get to the dinner location. It was so quiet for the first few minutes of the car ride that you couldn’t help but to start a conversation. You began to ask him about his friends, only to realise that maybe it was better for you to meet them in person than to listen to Toji’s short and brief responses. He must really hate talking. 

The silence during the rest of the car ride had you increasingly anxious. When you reached your destination, you were so nervous that you were fumbling and stumbling to get out of the cab. Toji stood next to you the entire time until you were no longer wobbling on your heels. You swallowed as you stared up at him. 

He was already watching you but now he quirked an eyebrow. “You alright?” 

You only allowed yourself to nod your head. Toji took a step closer and casually rested a hand on your back. Your heart smashed against your ribcage. This was the first time ever that he was touching you and you could just tell how different his touch made you feel. 

It just wasn’t the same as having someone else touching you. Hell, your crush of a few years kissing you on the cheek back in high school didn’t even compare to what you felt from a mere innocent touch on your back. 

You glanced up at Toji, suddenly seeing him in a new light as he walked through the glass doors of the restaurant. He was so much taller and bigger than you. And though his size had scared you at first, you were starting to find comfort and security in his build. Even his large, looming hand on your back made you feel calm. 

Toji, feeling your eyes on him, glanced down at you. “Yes?” 

Immediately, your face turned red. You shook your head and quickly looked away. You could feel his eyes still on you but you tried to ignore it by pretending you didn’t notice it. That was until you felt his hand lift off your back for just a second before it wrapped around your palm. Your eyes rounded in surprise and your heart started hammering against your chest. You darted your gaze up to him, hoping to get some sort of explanation as to why he did that. 

But you realised belatedly that you had arrived at the table of Toji’s friends when you heard a bunch of male voices calling out to your soulmate. You tore your eyes away from him and turned to the bunch of people sitting around a round table. They were grinning up at the both of you, almost slyly. 

“Oh, what have we got here?” The one with white hair whistled as he appraised you behind his black sunglasses. 

Toji reached into his pocket with his free hand and tossed him a black, oblong case. “Happy birthday, dickhead.”

The man caught it perfectly in front of him. As he opened up the case, he grinned naughtily up at Toji. “Didn’t know you had a thing for young girls, old man.”

At once, your face turned a violent shade of red. Some of his friends started snickering, which only made you feel so much more self-conscious. You felt a light squeeze on your hand before Toji let go, causing your heart to stutter. He placed a hand on your back and guided you to take a seat. The moment he sat down and pulled the menu booklet over to flip through it, he casually leaned over to grab the leg of your chair and slid you closer to him. 

You were gaping at him in disbelief just as the birthday boy said, “Oh, exactly what I needed!”

Distracted, you looked up to see him wearing a new pair of black sunglasses. He looked to everyone at the table with a wide grin, showing off his present. When he lifted the glasses to perch it on his head, he winked at you. You felt your entire face erupt in flames. He interlocked his fingers and extended them like a bridge as he rested his chin on them. 

“So, are you, like, his long lost daughter or something?”

You wondered if your face ever took a break from being red. Your eyes were round as you opened your mouth to say something, only to realise you didn’t know what to say. Lucky for you, Toji grunted and spoke up on your behalf. 

“Stop teasing her.” You turned to give him a grateful look. He was pouring himself some whiskey from the bottle in the middle of the table as he muttered, “She’s my soulmate.”

You could feel the entire room holding its breath, including the occupants. You didn’t even have to look to tell that you had all eyes on you. You could feel it. 

“What?” the white-haired man with the blue eyes breathed, still in shock. 

Toji turned to you, evaluating your uncomfortable expression. He turned back to his friend with a frown. “She’s my soulmate,” he reiterated, enunciating each syllable almost harshly. “Got a problem with that, Satoru?”

There was a beat of awkward silence before everyone started clapping. Satoru’s first reaction after breaking out of his stupor was to throw his head back and whine. 

“I can’t believe you’re taking the spotlight away from me! The birthday boy!”

Satoru sulked for the whole of the first course. It was only until he saw how shy and quiet you were, so out of place in Toji’s group of friends that he decided he would stop teasing the both of you. He was too far away to hold a conversation with you, but he had hoped that he would have the chance to get to know you better. 

Just before the last course of dessert came, Toji got up and asked, “I’m going for a smoke. You want to stay here or—“

“I want to come with you,” you quickly interjected, already pushing your chair back. 

Toji took the napkin off your lap before you stood up. He put his hand on your back again, guiding you towards the exit of the private room. A few of his friends followed behind you to join him for a smoke. You walked closer to him, your shoulder bumping his bicep. Toji glanced down at you at the same time you lifted your gaze to him. His dark green orbs flickered about your features and he finally addressed the anxiety written all over your face. 

Not with words. But by reaching up to your head for a little pat, so gentle that you showed surprise even as you cringed, expecting his touch to be heavy and rough. You felt your cheeks getting rosy again. 

Leaving the establishment to get to the smoking area, Toji got out first and held the door open for you, waiting until you were out before he let go of the glass door. You watched by his side as he lit his cigarette, the end of the tobacco stick illuminating in the darkness of the night. 

“You smoke?” he asked quietly, making this the first time he was initiating conversation. You shook your head and he nodded. “Don’t start,” he said as he took another puff. 

As his friends joined you, you frowned up at him. “Why do you smoke, then?”

“He’s a hypocrite, that’s why.” 

You turned your head to see the birthday boy rolling his eyes at you as he tutted at his friend. Changing topics, he grinned boyishly at you and held out his hand. 

“Satoru Gojo.”

You shook his hand and you saw his eyebrows shooting up for a split second, surprised by your strong grip. When he let go of your palm, the ends of his lips were slightly turned down, his bright blue eyes dancing as if in approval. He held up his palm to the side where a man with long hair tied up in a bun joined you with another lady with a bob haircut. The ravenette man pulled out a stick from his cigarette box and fit it in between Satoru’s fingers before taking one for himself. The woman is already puffing on her lighted cigarette.  

“So when did you find out?” 

The man with the long hair darted his eyes between the both of you but you looked up to Toji, who had been watching you the entire time. He took a breath of tobacco in and answered as he flicked the ash of his cigarette away. 

“A week ago. I was out getting supplies.”

You glanced at his friends to see that they were looking at you. “I was out shopping with my friends,” you murmured, lashes lowered shyly. 

“You’re so cute,” Satoru almost squealed, reaching his long limb out and closing his fist in front of your face like he was going to pinch your cheek. “You’re like the total opposite of this Grump,” he scoffed, stubbing his thumb out at Toji. 

“How does it feel? To have a soulmate?”

All of you turned to the only other woman there, who darted her gaze between all of you. You noticed Satoru and the guy in the man bun sharing a look. Unknowingly, your eyebrows furrowed slightly. As Toji turned his body to stub out his finished cigarette, his broad physique shielding you from his friends, he answered your unasked question. 

“They’re soulmates, the two of them,” he muttered softly, his voice low and almost ticklish in your ear. 

“Oh,” you squeaked softly. 

When Toji returned to his original position, you felt like you were seeing the two other males in a different light. 

“Hmm, contented?” The male with slitty, black eyes gave Satoru a look of unsureness. 

The blue-eyed man hummed. “Like you’re whole. You know?” He now turned to you and Toji like you would understand, maybe add on to their list. 

You blinked dumbly. Because, honestly, you still didn’t know how you felt about Toji being your soulmate. Sure, he was a good-looking, attractive man. But his personality was too cold and too quiet for your liking. You weren’t even sure if he liked you. You didn’t know how you could be his perfect match. 

“Hmm,” Toji grunted, pulling you out of your reverie. You were in awe as you watched him voice his thoughts. “It feels like you would do anything in this world to keep her safe.”

It had only been a few days since the birthday dinner and though you and Toji hadn’t spoken at all after he safely saw you back to your place, you hadn’t stopped thinking about him and what he said about having a soulmate. More specifically, having you as a soulmate. 

You were lying in bed on a Friday night, still thinking about Toji, when you heard some noises outside your room. You froze and listened really hard, and finally picked up the sound of your front door opening. You lived alone. 

You quickly sat up in your bed, just staring at your bedroom door until you heard some light clanging sounds of metals touching. That was when you ran to your closet and curled up into a ball in the dark space, as you fumbled for your phone. You didn’t hesitate to call the first person that came to mind. 

“Hello?” Toji grunted after five rings. He sounded groggy and tired. You wouldn’t be surprised if your call woke him up. 

“Toji,” you whisper-cried. If you weren’t so scared, you could probably hear the rustling on Toji’s end as he shot out of bed. “I think there’s someone in my home.”

He sounded far away when you heard him hiss, “Fuck!” A second later, his voice was steady and definitely nearer to the phone when he asked, “Where are you?”

“In my clo—” You jumped and whimpered when you heard something crashing to the floor outside. You couldn’t even take notice of Toji audibly making a mess of his home to rush over to you. You’re already crying when you finished, “My closet.”

“‘Kay, stay there, sweetheart,” the man instructed through the phone slowly, calmly. You pursed your lips and nodded. “I’m coming, okay?”

“Okay,” you whispered as a fresh hot tear fell on your cheek. 

Toji ended the call then and you had to clamp your hand over your mouth to bar any sounds from leaving you. You were alert as you kept your ears peeled to what was happening outside. There was a lot of rummaging around in the living room until you heard your bedroom door open. You shut your eyes and pressed your palm harder to your mouth. Another streak of hot tears cut through your skin. You were scared out of your wits that they might have found out there was actually someone at home on a Friday night. 

You had to listen to the intruder go through your belongings, finding valuable items to take as their loot. In the shroud of your anxiety, you missed the sound of your front door opening. But you could hear everything that happened after. 

The loud crunch of bones, the cries of pain, the under-the-breath curses. You could only hope that Toji was finally here. Still, you didn’t leave the closet in case it wasn’t. Tears were still falling from your lash line and your hand was now back over your mouth when the doors to your closet were finally yanked open. Out of reflex, you squeezed your eyes close. 

“Oh, thank fuck,” you heard a familiar, low voice breathe. 

As you opened your eyes again, you saw Toji dropping to his knees before you, his big hands reaching out to you. You couldn’t see his surprise when you fell out of the closet and into his arms, sobbing into his chest. It took him a few seconds to get over his shock but he quickly wrapped an arm around you, his other hand stroking the back of your head. 

“Shh, shh… You’re good, Princess,” Toji murmured, tilting his head slightly so his lips brushed your hair. You clung onto the fabric of his shirt, sobbing even harder. “Oh, baby, I’m so sorry,” the man whispered, his voice breaking. He had never felt more pain in all his life than right now, listening to you cry while he held on to you trembling.

The both of you stayed in this position for a long time, Toji just patiently holding you, gently stroking your hair, humming softly as if he knew that some white noise might make you feel better. 

It took you a really long time but when you’d finally stopped sniffling, you stayed slumped in Toji’s arms, your cheek smushed against his tear soaked shirt, suddenly spent from all the crying. The male stroked his hand down your back, his other hand cupping your damp cheek. His palm was rough, calloused and warm. It made you snuggle into his hold. Toji tilted your face up and you fluttered your swollen eyes open to gaze into his worried eyes, the rest of his face stoic and expressionless except for the slight downturn of his lips. 

The rough pad of his thumb swiped across your cheek, his touch making your eyes flutter shut again. You heard him sigh as he moved slightly. You peeked at him evaluating your room. Then, he turned back to you as he brushed your hair away, tucking your locks behind your ear. 

“Let’s pack your stuff. I want you to stay with me tonight,” he declared, so firm with his decision that you simply nodded, too relieved and tired to feel nervous or incredulous at his offer. 

That night, despite the both of you being soulmates, Toji respected your space, giving you his bed while he slept on the couch in his living room. After all, this was only your fourth time meeting. You were practically still strangers, at this point. 

He was right, of course. The security in his building was way better and his apartment complex was fancy. His place was the perfect bachelor’s pad, maybe just a little too big and empty for one person if you really cared enough about these things. 

It was currently two in the morning and you’d been wide awake despite how mentally exhausted you were from the distress you were under, all because you were aware of every little sound you heard. Tired of being kept awake because of paranoia, you got up and went to find the only person whom you knew could make you feel safe. 

Your footsteps were quiet as you left the room but Toji could still somehow hear you as you saw the silhouette of his head popping up off the pillow on the couch. You stopped where you were as you wrung your fingers together nervously. 

“Toji?” you whisper-squeaked. 

The man quickly sat up on the couch, facing you. He was probably going to respond, but you gasped when you heard a muffled sound coming from the unit next door. At once, you dashed towards Toji, knocking your knee against the table in your haste. 

Your soulmate caught you when you threw yourself at him, somehow cushioning the impact of your catapult. He immediately gathered you towards him as you sat on his lap turned to the side, your face in the crook of his neck, your arms circling his nape. He rubbed your knee, soothing your injury. 

“Just the neighbour, sweetheart,” he murmured into your hair. You were still clinging onto him like a baby, not saying anything. So he asked, “Wanna go to bed together?” 

You nodded at once. So Toji picked you up easily as he walked into his bedroom, laying you down on his bed and tucking you in before he came round the other side of it. He slipped under the blanket and you immediately curled into him, though not too closely. 

Now that you had your soulmate with you, sleep fell over you like a curtain. But it was not easy, because you jumped in the middle of your night when you heard a loud thud from outside. This time, though, you had turned to the other side in your slumber, which meant you were facing away from Toji. Your heart was thudding hard and fast against your chest. Breaking out in cold sweat, you stayed frozen as you focused your wide eyes on a suspicious spot in the dark room. 

You twitched when you felt a warm, heavy hand on your arm. “It’s alright, baby,” Toji murmured, his voice so low and sandy that you almost couldn’t hear him. “I’m here.”

You flipped around immediately and scooted your way into Toji’s chest, no longer concerned about the fact that you’d only met four times or that you were practically strangers. You were afraid and all that mattered was that  he was the only person who could make you feel better. 

Toji moved closer as well, his strong arms coming around you and you just naturally fit in them, your head already on his bicep and his other arm around your back, gathering you close to his warmth. He hummed, the reverberations in his chest providing you with comfort. Taking in a deep breath of Toji’s scent, you felt yourself calming down. It took you less than five minutes to fall asleep again. 

When you awoke the next morning, you were well rested and just slightly disoriented. You blinked around the unfamiliar room and the big, messy bed you were in. Before you freaked out, the bedroom door opened. You turned to see Toji walking in with a cup of coffee in one hand, the newspaper in his other. He noticed you awake and though he didn’t smile, you wondered if you were seeing things when you noticed his dull, green eyes light up. 

“Alright, Princess?” 

You nodded as you watched him climb back to bed next to you. He set the newspaper on his lap and took a sip of his coffee before setting the mug down on his bedside table. He turned to you, tentatively reaching out to brush a stray hair away from your face, his finger lightly brushing your cheek. 

“Slept well?” You nodded again, rubbing an eye. He hummed, now feeling more comfortable as he stroked your hair with his palm. You nuzzled into the pillow and shut your eyes again. “Still tired?” Your nod was becoming lazy and hard to notice. “Good night,” he whispered. 

The next time you woke, it was because of the alluring smell of bacon. You immediately got out of bed and padded out to the kitchen where Toji was at the stove, his broad back shielding you from what he was making. Going over silently, you stood next to him and peered over his muscular arm and saw that he was cooking eggs and bacon. You glanced up at him and he flicked his gaze to you, his eyes darting about your features. 

“Hungry?” You nodded shyly. “Of course you are. It’s 12PM.” You blushed, thinking he was making a subtle jab at your sleeping habits. But then he said, “You can go back to bed after eating. You had a rough night.”

“Toji, tha—”

He interrupted you from thanking him. “I told you your building wasn’t safe. You’ll listen to me now, right?” You gave an remorseful nod. He turned off the fire and leaned against the counter as he tilted his body to face you. He looked serious and scary, like a berating father. “You can’t keep living there, sweetheart. I can’t have you caught in another situation like this, you hear me?”

“But I can’t—”

“Move in with me.”

The fifth time you met him was the last time you ever had to count the number of times you saw him. Because you’d moved in with him, no questions asked. Toji was going to slowly work his way to making you quit your job but for now, he was content with you staying with him. 

You were unpacking when a cosmetic product fell out and rolled under the couch. Crouching closer to the ground, you dug your hand under the sofa and felt around for the bottle, only to come in contact with what felt like a card. Curious, you fished it out and saw that it was Toji’s credit card. 

“Toji?” you called. You heard a grunt from the bedroom and he was out the next minute. Brandishing the card to him, you announced, “I found this.”

His eyebrows were furrowed as he walked forward to retrieve it from you. You watched him scan the card for a second before his eyes lit up in recognition. 

“Where’d you find this? Under the couch?” You nodded. He had such an incredulous look on his face that you almost wanted to laugh if not for him almost rushing forward and squatting next to you. Your eyes rounded in surprise. “You can reach under the couch?” he breathed, looking so amazed that you cracked a smile. 

“Yes…?”

“Holy shit,” he cursed. He sounded the most excited you thought he could ever sound when he requested, “Babe, I have so much shit down there that I couldn’t reach. Would you be a doll and get them for me?” 

You nodded slowly. “But… why didn’t you just use something to help you fish them out?” 

He had a deadpan look when he answered, “Can’t be fucked.”

So you got back down and managed to pull out a golf ball, a set of keys, an expensive looking pen, a battery, some coins, a cell phone, and an ointment tube. The last item you got out was your makeup spray. You finally sat back on your heels and stared at Toji, who was in awe at all the things you retrieved. 

“How do you even— A cell phone?!” You shook your head when your soulmate opened his mouth to explain. “I don’t wanna know.”

“You’re perfect,” he murmured before cupping your face and pulling you closer to press his lips to your forehead. 

“Where are we going?” you whined, now so comfortable with your soulmate that you hid no thought or emotion from him. 

“You’ll see,” Toji muttered, still as frugal with his words as ever. Although you realised that he let down his guard more at home, he was still more content with listening to you than he was speaking. 

Toji led you to the entrance of a bar where you had to go down a set of stairs, his hand held behind his back as he carefully walked you down the steps. It was three in the afternoon and you weren’t sure why you were at a bar until he pushed through the door that had a ‘closed’ sign and two familiar men sitting at the bar counter turned to face you. 

Satoru wasted no time in hopping off his stool to bound over to you. “Hello, my lovely,” he cooed as he slung his arm over your shoulder and reached his other hand out to pull yours away from Toji’s hold. You blushed at his friendliness. “Did you come to see me?” 

You were propelled to sit on his warmed up stool, the white-haired man helping you up on it easily. His soulmate smiled courteously at you. Toji tried to take the seat next to you but Satoru immediately planted himself on it, scooting closer to you. You thought you heard Toji growl. 

“You remember Suguru,” Satoru reintroduced, holding an arm out to his soulmate. You nodded. He grinned and moved closer to whisper, “Tell him to pay up.” You frowned and turned to him, only to realise how close his face was. Satoru’s grin widened when he saw your face getting redder. He leaned back a little. “He bet you’d have cut your thread by now.”

You heard Toji scoff. “Why would I?” you asked. 

“Because Fushiguro is an irritable old fart,” Suguru answered matter-of-factly. “I didn’t think you’d want to stay soulmates with a man like that.”

You frowned. “That’s mean. I like Toji.”

“Aww,” Satoru cooed, resting his head against yours. “You’re such a sweetheart. Toji is lucky to have you.”

“There’s no ice.” You turned to see Toji now behind the counter, glaring at the two men before him. 

“Yeah, we had to buy. Our ice maker is—” 

Toji didn’t even listen to the rest of his sentence before he went to the kitchen, where you assumed he was getting the ice they bought. Suguru rolled his eyes. 

“See what I mean?”

You giggled a little. “He isn’t always like that,” you promised them. 

“What is he like, then, when he is with you?” Suguru wondered, almost dubious that he could be anything but mean and grumpy. 

You thought about it as you watched your soulmate come back through the kitchen door with two glasses filled with ice. He got a cocktail shaker and started putting together a concoction. 

“Hmm,” you hummed. “He takes care of me all the time,” you murmured. Toji glanced at you, holding your gaze with his. “He always lets me have my way—“

“Within reason,” Toji added in a mutter. 

One time in the two months you had been staying with him, you’d asked to go to sleep with your head under his shirt, very literally to hide inside the shirt he is wearing. Which, resulted in Toji rejecting your incredulous idea and you whining and guilt-tripping him by swearing you were cold and needed more warmth. He finally compromised but instead of doing what you asked, he slept top naked with you snuggled up in his chest. He never wore a shirt to sleep ever since then. 

Ignoring his comment, you continued, “And he makes lame dad jokes sometimes—”

“No way,” Gojo breathed in awe. 

You nodded at him to reaffirm what you just said. “And he is really nice to me.”

Toji placed a glass of milky white liquid on the counter in front of you before going to wash the equipment he used. Then, he poured himself a whisky and stayed on the other side of the counter where he could see you better. 

“What’s this?” you murmured, picking up the glass he put before you. 

You glanced at him watching you over the rim of his drink, an eyebrow ticking in a non-verbal way of telling you to go ahead. So you took a tentative sip and smacked your lips as you tried to figure out what it tasted like. It was sweet and just a little bit sour. You really liked it. 

“Candy?” you guessed. 

“Skittles?” Satoru joined in. You turned to him in shock because how did he know what exactly it tasted like? The blue eyed man immediately shot up from his seat and pointed an accusing finger at your soulmate. “You motherfucker! You said you didn’t know how to make any of our cocktails!”

“Of course he does, Satoru,” his soulmate sighed. “We taught him and Shoko how to make them.”

“Why would you tell us that you don’t, then?!” Satoru yelled, frustrated at his best friend. 

“Too much work,” Toji shrugged, taking another sip of his whisky. 

Satoru grumbled under his breath, not forgetting any curses directed at your soulmate too. “So you actually knew how to make a Hollow Purple?” Toji stayed staring at his friend and Satoru somehow knew what that meant. He blew up again. “You motherfucking fuck! Those girls were so fucking hot! They never came back again!”

“Because I didn’t make their drink?”

“Yeah, and your stale ass attitude,” Satoru spat. 

“They were embarrassed,” Suguru explained. 

Toji scoffed. “Shouldn’t have hit on me then.”

“Well, you were single then.” Suguru glanced at you, as if to let you know that your soulmate wasn’t cheating on you. “And I guess you’re an alright looking man.”

“You and Satoru are handsome too,” you remarked, wanting to be part of the conversation somehow. 

Gojo cooed as he grabbed your face to land kisses on your cheek, making you scrunch up your face. “I’m going to love you, and take care of you, and—”

“Get off her, you creep.”

Satoru stopped to glare at your soulmate, who looked unamused and annoyed at the scene before him. Just to play along, you circled your arms around Satoru’s waist and tilted your head to press your cheeks together. 

“I like Toru,” you say cutely.

All you heard was a loud squeal before you were smushed against the white-haired male in a tight hug. 

You locked your phone and stared up at Toji as he watched a soccer match on the TV. Noticing your gaze on him, he glanced down at you with your head on his lap, his arm resting across your chest. He raised an eyebrow in a wordless question. 

“What went through your mind when you found out I was your soulmate?” you wondered. 

He was quiet for a while before he murmured, “That I was a lucky bastard.”

You quirked a smile. “Did you really?” He hummed as a yes. “You didn’t think I was weird?” 

He frowned. “Why would I?”

“Because I was so awkward…”

Toji bent his arm to stroke your chin. “You were so cute.” His eyes were so soft on you. “The cutest thing I ever laid my eyes on. I was so afraid I might hurt you.”

Now, it was your turn to frown. “Why would you?”

The back of his fingers now stroked your cheek absentmindedly. “You’re so innocent and so tiny compared to me, Princess. I’m still afraid I might accidentally roll over you in my sleep and kill you.”

You giggled. “You’re so funny, Toji.”

“I’m not kidding.”

You didn’t doubt him. He may be a man of few words but he was good at communicating his feelings through his actions. He would always put you before himself and he would always be hovering over you in case you hurt yourself. 

You smiled up at him, your heart feeling so full. He was the sweetest man alive. “You know, I actually thought you didn’t like me when we first met,” you confessed. Now thinking back, it was kind of funny. 

“I’m sorry you felt that way,” he apologised, now cupping your cheek, his thumb stroking your skin. “I’m not good with people.”

“You’re good with me,” you chirp with a cute smile. 

“Well, you’re not people.” 

You frowned. What did he mean by that? 

You were about to start pouting when Toji said, “You’re my Princess and my baby.” 

At once, your face exploded in red. Your heart started pitter pattering against your ribcage. You grabbed Toji’s hand and used it to cover your blushing face. You could hear him laughing, which made you whine. But you stopped and held your breath when you heard the next sentence Toji murmured. 

“You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, baby.”

And he was the best thing that ever happened to you, too. 

Part 1, Part 2 >>

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[midmourn]

accidentally revealing your relationship

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

reposting from my old blog.

members ot7 nct dream

summary one of you accidentally reveal your relationship.

Mark. the poor boy had a picture of you and him as his homescreen. yeah, not his smartest choice. he was on vlive and was showing fans something on his phone and he completely forgot about his homescreen and clicked off. "so yeah there's the proof that haechan threatened me," he giggled, pressing his home button to get off the messages, screen still facing the camera for a second. it was just long enough that people were able to see what it was. he squinted at the comments, tilting his head, "what do you guys-- oh." he backed up slightly in shock, eyes widening at the camera before hurriedly turning off the vlive. he stared down at the floor silently before looking up at the manager behind the camera, "oops."

Renjun. so technically it wasn't his fault! literally no one told yall they would be going on vlive and so ... the boys were in their dressing room and unluckily yall happened to be right in the corner of the camera frame ... you reached up to give renjun a kiss on the cheek, and the camera managed to catch that and renjun's face but not your face!! yeah no one knew until the comments started exploding about the unknown person giving renjun a kiss and the boys knew it could only be you. and as always, screamed loudly to get your attention before turning off the live. you and renjun about almost killed them for not telling you or being more careful.

Jeno. okay so you were on your way to sm company to give him his lunch bc he was practicing alone. you texted him that you were there and were on your way up but literally before you could even get in the building, he was already opening the doors and meeting you halfway. “i told you—“ he ignored your words, pulling you in by your jacket to press a kiss on your lips. as always, there are literally fans or outsiders outside of sm’s building at all times. and of course they took pictures and videos and uploaded it to sns immediately. it wasn’t until you pulled away that he realized what he did. “oh.” “yeah, oh,” you mocked, pushing him into the building as you glared at him. “congratulations, our relationship is now public.” “sorry,” but he didn’t seem sorry at all, if the grin on his face was saying anything.

Haechan. haechan … is a very obvious person. he would only compliment you when your group was miraculously brought up(probably also by him) and only sing/rap your parts of your songs. it didn’t help the fact that fans were already suspicious because you two were seen at the same place at different times and you frequently stole some of his clothes and wore it out. BUT! it’s only when he reads a comment about you outloud(“y/n from y/g complimented your vocals!!”) and he says, “yeah, y/n is a very nice partn—“ and cuts himself off before he can finish the word, eyes wide as he stares at the camera. “they’re a very nice, nice— um, idol. i’ve got to go practice, bye!” but like i said, he’s very obvious and fans heard him say the romantic word~~ oops.

Jaemin. it’s no secret that jaemin is a huge fan of having matching couple items, like with his members and especially you— since you’re, you know, a couple and all. his personal favorite was your custom made matching necklaces, so you wore it everywhere. unfortunately, seeing as the owner had no idea of anything concerning you two, when fans asked about your necklace to buy it, he said a young man came in and had it custom ordered. fans put two and two together and … boom. rumors were made up and since it really blew up, your companies denied it despite the rumors being true. even if they denied it, fans were very convinced you two were dating. no more privacy for you anymore! sorry jaemin you should’ve said something or not had it custom made. 🥲

Chenle. you like to take pictures of you and daegal and post it on your private twitter account, so what? he had no problem with it, even being in a few of them since he knew only your members and a few friends were on your private twitter. so when you did that exact thing, he didn’t care and merely posed with daegal sitting on your chest. it’s minutes later when his phone starts getting multiple text messages and he checks it only to see messages about you posting a picture on twitter. “babe,” he inhaled, “did you post it on your private account?” you glance up at him in confusion, “the picture? yeah.” he closed his eyes, leaning his head back, “are you sure it wasn’t on your main account?” it dawns on you right then and there. “oh my god.” in one minute, the tweet is deleted but thousands of people have already seen it and screenshotted. the koreaboo article is up within twenty minutes. . I am so sorry 😀

Jisung. ah, sweet sweet jisung. he was on vlive while you were at the corner store to get snacks for your movie night. he didn’t originally plan to go in vlive but decided to have a voice only vlive because he was bored. he thought you’d be gone for a while and would be done before you got back, so he didn’t text you about it. he was reading comments when you walked in, already talking as soon as you opened the door, “hey babe, i got that ice cream you like, the one—“ when he started coughing loudly in the middle of your sentence, you looked up and saw his eyes widening as he pointed at his phone violently. it didn’t take long for you to understand once you checked your own phone and saw that you had a notification from vlive, signaling someone went live. ‘oh my god’ you mouthed at him and he coughed again to fill the silence, eyes going back to the screen to read the comments to see if anyone heard you clearly. unfortunately … they did, and they heard the petname, too. he made up an excuse to get off quickly and groaned, putting his face in his hands. needless to say, fans reposted the clip of your voice everywhere.

[pekodayz]

woke up and needed to remind myself. doing all 3 of them is gonna to be a pain in the ass.

i gaveasqueak abt finishing refs (slouches)

[bomber-grl]

I love your blog so much!!! How about prompt 25 for Shigeo Kageyama? and maybe with a male reader if its not too much, thanks a ton!!!

Prompt #25: sharing an umbrella

The bell for the last period rung about 20 minutes ago now. About 10 minutes before the last class ended, rain began to fall.

The amount soon increased and it began pouring and thundering. Fortunately (/s) for you, you had cleaning duty.

You had finished up rather quickly though due to the help of your psychic abilities but that didn’t stop you from almost running down the stairs.

You quickly changed shoes at your locker then went to reach for an umbrella but then it hit you like a shit ton of bricks, you forgot to pack one.

You hunched down and mentally berated yourself for not remembering to bring one. It’s not like you needed one, you could just make a shield using an ability of yours but that’d be too suspicious.

Sigh you guess you’ll just have to run home, get soaking wet, and have to live with the consequences of getting sick.

You walked towards the front doors bag in hand, and prepared for your run of a century.

Right when you were ready a hand came to rest on your shoulder.

Despite being spooked, you quickly turned to see the person it was. Low and behold, it was none other than your boyfriend Mob.

“Oh, hey mob what are you still doing here?” You knew he could handle himself but that didn’t mean he was immune to catching colds.( and the thunder and pouring rain wasn’t helping)

“Oh well,I brought this for you” he stammered a bit and was visibly shaken up. His eyes were refusing to make contact with yours and his outstretched hand with the umbrella was shaking.

You lifted your hand to retrieve the umbrella, at the same time accidentally caressing his. He pulled back, blush still prominent but you’d let it slide without mention this time.

“Thanks mob I appreciate it!” He blushed in content “but I’m a little worried that you waited for 20 minutes just for me.”

You tried to convey how it didn’t bother you much, just was a little concerning but mob visibly slumped and mumbled a little ‘sorry’.

“Hey” you reached out and touched his shoulder “it’s fine, let’s just get home before the weather gets any worse, yea?”

After mob mumbled a quick ‘yes’ you both went walking hand in hand down the sidewalk, out of the school and into the neighborhood.

Mobs face was unbelievably red, sure you knew that it was because you were holding hands but let’s just pretend he was getting sick from the weather.

Soon enough you reached Mobs house and you turned to mob to say some goodbyes.

“Welp, this is it. Oh and here” you passed the umbrella to Mob “it’s still pouring but it’s yours so take it with you inside.”

“No, You still have to walk home just take it please” he offered it back to you and you hesitated .

“It’s alright, you can just bring it tomorrow “ you sighed and nodded “yea you’re right.”

“Well, bye mob” you turned around with the umbrella and headed for your house when mobs hand clasped around yours.

“Um…” was what he said. Insert another 10 minutes of you just standing there with Mob trying to get what he wanted to say out.

“Nothing” he settled with ‘nothing’.

“Alright well bye mob” it was just a hunch and pretty risky, but you had a feeling what mob wanted.

You changed your direction almost immediately and your face collided with mobs cheek.

Your lips planted a small but sweet peck on his cheek. His face exploded into the color red in under a second and before he could say anything you went on your merry way.

Maybe you should do it more often, seeing as when you got home Mob sent you a “👍” text.

[therapy-ghost]

One-shot or hc's, but can you do:

Clawdeen x Masc! Female reader??? Idk I could see Clawdeen getting with a stud/masc ghoul 🤷🏽‍♂️

This is such a cute idea!!!!

“Go on, she’ll love too” Frankie said to the taller werewolf as they all watched down the hall to the girl of Clawdeens dreams.

You~

“No guys, what if she rejects me? Or gets uncomfortable?” Clawdeen asked, turning around to walk away before Abby and Cleo grabbed her shoulders to turn her back.

“Rejection is like waxing very hairy Yeti’s back; all you have to do is tear is all off in a quick motion and you get exposure” Abbey commented, making almost no sense with her strange reference.

“Right… Well, If she doesn’t then she will be making the biggest mistake of her life; Like my rah! Why wouldn’t she go out with you?” Cleo dramatically pushed clawdeen down the hall, asking the question that set Clawdeen off.

“Because! What if she doesn’t like me? She is way to cool for me anyways! And the fact that she plays casket ball with my brother is even more embarrassing! No offence Draculaura” she looked to the short vampire as she shrugged.

“None taken, still, you two will be a fangtasic couple; and I’m already planing the wedding” She smiled to her self as she gave Clawdeen one last big push to stumble right up next to you as you closed your locker.

“-Guys I can’t do this-“

“Do what might I ask?” You leaned into your locker as Clawdeen looked to you, stunned for a few seconds before turning to look behind her, only to find all her ghoul friends gone, peaking around the corner at her as they gave her a thumbs up as comfort.

Clawdeen sighed, obviously annoyed at the fact they ditched her.

“um well… I wanted to know if you wanted to go out to coffin bean with me… after school; if you’re up to it of course” she rubbed the back of her neck, trying to to make direct eye contact with you as she played it as cool as she could.

“I would love that; as long as you would” You said, stepping a little closer to her as you almost shyly looked at her.

Her ears perked up as she turned to face you, clearly excited at you excepting her request, but once again played it off as cool.

“perfe- cool, see you after school?”

“yeah, see you after school” you winked at her before you walked away to the casket ball team down the hall.

Clawdeen was about to explode with how excited she was; and judging by the squealing that was coming from down the hall, so were her friends.

thank you for your patience and sorry if Clawdeen seems a bit out of character! Bye

[naturesapphic]

Jade West x reader where she gets together with y/n during the full moon jam (season 4 episode 6, Tori fixes Beck and Jade). Jade confesses after she sings her song. (if you could also add the part where Jade asks y/n to go to the full moon jam with her, which happens after the whole thing with meritive in the janitors closet)

Tori fixes y/n and Jade

Jade west x fem!reader

Warnings: fluff and cussing

Me and Tori were by her locker when she was telling me how her sisters pants exploded and how her zipper ended up in some old ladies soup. When all of a sudden Meredith came up to us. “Hey Tori! Hey y/n!” She said gleefully as she takes out her earbuds to hear us. “Oh hey Meredith.” Tori said happily. “What’s up.” I said as I give her a friendly smile.

“Just trying to pick a song for the full moon jam.” She said as she puts her earbuds away. “Ahhh.” Tori said looking at me while smiling. “Okay…?” I said not realizing why she’s telling us this but she was nice so I didn’t mind. “So y/n…if you want, I was thinking maybe we could hang out later?” She said hopeful. “Um…” I said unsure of what to say but then she interrupted me.

“I could sing you a few songs and you could help me pick one?” She said smiling. “Yeah um…I-I would but uh…today is not good.” I said nervously. “Oh okay!” She said cheerfully but Tori have me a strange look. “What do you mean today is not good? What’s wrong with today?” She spat out confused. I didn’t know what to say with Meredith right in front of me so I just came up with something.

“Today I have a big jar of coins…and I have to count them.” I said stupidly. I wanted to smack myself for thinking up this stupid lie but Meredith seemed to believe me or just pretended too. “Oh okay! Well have fun!” She said cheerfully and tried to walk away but Tori stopped her by grabbing her arm gently. “Whoa whoa wait wait wait. What do you mean you have to count your jar of coins?” Tori questioned me.

“You know…I’ve just collected a lot of nickels and quarters. And now I need to count them.” I urged on to get Tori off my back. I know she was just trying to help but I really don’t want to sing with Meredith. The only one I would like to sing with is Jade and I don’t think she likes me very much but she doesn’t like anyone. “Um…I should really get to class..” Meredith said awkwardly. She said goodbye to us and Tori said bye back as I just stood there uncomfortable.

“I don’t actually have a jar of coins!” I spat out annoyed. Tori looked at me with a sarcastic look and tone. “Noooo.” She dragged out. “I don’t want to hang out with Meredith okay?” I explained to her. “Why not?” Tori said sadly. “She’s cute and she totally likes you.” She said and I was dumbfounded at the information. Meredith likes me? But why? I didn’t get to finish my thoughts before a arm grabs me and pushes me into the janitors closet.

“Jade? What are you doing here?” I asked blushing like crazy and she gives me a long stare that I didn’t recognize. “Do you like Meredith?” She bluntly asked and I gave her a questioning look. “No? Why?” I asked confused and titled my head at her. “Be my date at the full moon jam and that’s not a question.” She said and stormed out of room while I stood their dumbfounded. I’m going to be Jade west’s date! HOLY SHIT!

~ at the full moon jam ~

I just got here and it’s so crowded. I haven’t seen Jade yet since she had to be here early to rehearse before her performance. I was so excited to be here for her and to hear her sing. Andre came up on stage and greeted everyone “hey folks! What’s up y’all. All right. Everyone sit tight. We’re going to kick off this years full moon jam in just a few minutes.” He told everyone and then his grandma started cheering him on. He looked at her and just shook his head as he walked off stage with his head hung low.

“WILL YOU QUIT SCREAMING?!” Trena screamed at andres grandma. “What did you say to me!” She got in Trina’s face but she didn’t care. “Quit screaming!” She said again. “Are YOU trying to scream louder than me?!” Andres grandma threatened her and Trina shot back at her. “I AM SCREAMING LOUDER THAN YOU!” Trina screamed out. They continued their screaming match as almost everyone left but you stayed as Andre came back on stage. “Okay people, let’s heat things up for Jade west let’s go!” He cheered as everyone else did including me.

Jade went up on stage and I felt my breath leave my body. Holy shit she was beautiful. She locked eyes with me as she started to sing.

“You think you know me but you don't know me

You think you own me but you can't control me

You look at me and there's just one thing that you see

So listen to me, listen to me!

You push me back, I push you back, harder, harder

You scream at me, I scream at you, louder, l-l-l-l-louder

I'm dangerous, I'm warning you

But you're not afraid of me and I can't convince you

You don't know me

You think you got me but you don't get me

You think you want me but you don't know what you're getting into

There's so much more to me than what you think you see

So listen to me, just listen to me!

You push me back, I push you back, harder, harder

You scream at me, I scream at you, louder, l-l-l-l-louder

I'm dangerous, I'm warning you

But you're not afraid of me and I can't convince you

You don't know me

And the longer that you stay, the ice is melting

And the pain feels okay, it feels okay, hey

You push me back, I'll push you back

You scream at me, I'll scream at you louder, louder

Louder, louder, louder, louder

Louder! Louder! Louder!

You push me back, I push you back, harder, harder

You scream at me, I scream at you, louder, l-l-l-l-louder

I'm dangerous, I'm warning you

But you're not afraid of me and I can't convince you

But I don’t have to, I think you know me…” she sang and I stood up and starting clapping with everyone else. She put her microphone back in the stand as she watches me. I go to the side of the stage and walk up them. She walks towards me as I walk up to her. “You were amazing tonight Jade and I wanted to ask you, why did you suddenly ask me out? Do you actually like me or were you just jealous and didn’t want me to go out with anyone.” I asked confused because yeah I like her but I don’t want her to use me.

Jade turned off her big scary look and turned it into a soft one just for me to see as she steps closer and pulls my waist towards her. “Y/n…I could never use you…I’m deeply in love with you and yes I was jealous and I do want you all for myself. Will you be my girlfriend?” She admitted and a big shit eating grin appears on your face. “FUCK YES!” You yelled out as She gives you a smile back and leans close to your lips and captures them with her own. You kiss her back and jump into her arms which she easily caught you. The both of you pulled away for a second and everyone started cheering for you which made you giggle.

Hearing you laugh like that mades jades heart skip a beat and she immediately placed her lips back on yours which you gladly recuperated. After a few moments she placed you back on your feet and took your hands in hers. You went over to your friends as they clapped and cheered for you. “I’m so happy for you y/n!” Cat and Tori said cheerfully as the boys give you a smile. You smiled and thanked them as Jade wraps her arms around your side as she guides you to the chairs. She sits down and makes you sit on her lap as y’all watched other people perform. This was the greatest night of your life.

A/n: I had to keep rereading the request to make sure I understood it correctly, I hope anon that you enjoyed and I hope the rest of y’all did as well. I got this mainly from the episode so copyright to Nickelodeon. Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all.

[once-upon-an-imagine]

heyy ok so I have this idea with maybe remus lupin or any smart character but your the writer whatever you think best is probably best, anyways so reader is failing a class and is assigned a tutor which would be the character. Anyways character is very in love with the reader and is nervous/flustered  but the reader is more outgoing/flirtyafter a couple lessons at the end the character asked “anymore questions?” And the reader goes “yeah when are you going to ask me out? ”KINDA CRINGE LOOKING BACK BUT TYSM BYE 💜💜💜💜

- submitted by @they-only-want-you-when-your-17

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this is sooo cute! I loved it too much, love! I hope you like it too! 😊Warnings: none, this is pure fluffDisclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter 😊 gif isn’t mine 😊

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Ask Me Out?

You hated Potions. Not just because it was your earliest class and you weren’t a morning person. But because you were absolutely dreadful at it. You insisted it wasn’t your fault. It was your partner’s. When Professor Slughorn decided to make Remus Lupin your partner, you knew it would be useless. 

You were never able to concentrate with him sitting next to you. Maybe it was because he started wearing his hair differently this year. Or because he smelled stupidly good. Or how shy he got whenever he was around you. Or because he had the most beautiful smile you had ever seen. Or because his friends and your friends kept making stupid faces at you so you would make the first move. 

Things got so bad, that Professor Slughorn suggested you got someone to tutor you for this class, and, much to your luck, Remus had volunteered himself to be said tutor. So, not only did you have to control yourself in his class, but now you were spending two afternoons a week with Remus at the Library or the Common Room, trying to listen to what he actually said, instead of getting lost in his beautiful smile. 

“Are you listening to me?” Remus asked, suddenly snapping you out of your thoughts. 

“I uh-” you said, sitting straight instead of resting your head on your hand. “Y-yes, of course, I was, Rem” you cleared your throat. 

“Really?” Remus asked with a beautiful smirk. “Then what is the last ingredient you have to add to the Draught of Living Death before you stir it anti-clockwise?” 

“Oh, uh- w-well, the um… the bean?” you tried with a small smile. 

“Which bean?” 

“I’m guessing not Bertie Bott’s beans?” 

“No” he laughed adorably. “The Sopophorous Bean-”

“Sopophorous Bean” you quickly repeated. “See? That was my second guess!” you insisted and Remus glared at you a little. “I’m sorry, Remus” you sighed. “I know you probably have better things to do with your time than being stuck here trying to teach the unteachable” you laughed. 

“Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself” he said, his look softening. “You’re not unteachable. You’re doing a lot better now” he encouraged you. 

“Well, to be fair, it’s way more pleasant to look at you and listen to you than to Professor Slughorn” you said, loving the way his cheeks blushed a little. 

“I’ll take that as a compliment” he chuckled. 

“It was” you said, resting your head on your hand again and smiling at him. “Can I ask you something?” 

“Uh, sure” he said, looking through his book. 

“Why did you volunteer to tutor me?” you asked, interested. 

“W-what do you mean?” he asked, nervously. “I mean, you needed help-”

“Well, yes, but I think everyone else would have run for the hills if they had to spend some time with me with fire and so many things that explode around” you shrugged. 

“You’re not that bad” he laughed a little. 

“Remus, I’ve burned more cauldrons than James and Sirius together” you reminded him. 

“W-well, that may be true, but you’re really trying” he reminded you. “So, I’m happy to help as much as I can” he said with a small smile. 

“Well, that’s very sweet of you, Rem” you said, making him look away. “I’m sorry, does it bother you when I call you that? I heard you telling Sirius once you didn’t like it-”

“N-no!” he replied quickly. The only reason he didn’t like Sirius calling him that, was because he did it mocking you. “I don’t mind when uh- when you call me that” he muttered nervously. “Sirius is… just an idiot” he said. 

“Oh” you smiled. “Well, okay” you told him, sitting a little closer to him. 

“Okay, so I think that’s it for today” he said, closing his book before turning to you again. “Anymore questions?” 

“Yeah, just one” you said and Remus nodded for you to go on. “When are you going to ask me out?”

“Uh- w-what-? Um- I’m sorry?” 

“Well, I was just… wondering if you were planning on ever asking me out?” you told him. 

“Y-you want me to ask you out?” 

“If you’d like” you smirked. 

“Well, I um- I would like that, very much” he smiled. 

“Really?” you asked, excitedly. 

“Y-yeah, the only reason why I haven’t asked you is because, I wasn’t sure if y-you’d want me to” he said. “So, um… would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend? We can celebrate your ‘O’ on tomorrow’s exam” he said. 

“I would love to go to Hogsmeade with you, Rem” you smiled. “But, I think you’re shooting for the stars, thinking I’ll get an ‘O’, I’ll be lucky if I get an ‘A’” you told him.

“We’ll see” he smiled. 

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“REMUS!” 

Remus looked up from the book he was reading and he saw you run down the hallway at full speed, causing you to trip and fall but you quickly got back up, and composed yourself, ignoring the laughter and stares from everyone as you made your way to where he was standing with his friends. 

“Are you okay, love?” Remus asked as soon as you reached them

“I’m fine- uh- d-did you just call me love?” you asked with a big smile on your face and feeling your heart flutter at the blush appearing on Remus’ cheeks. 

“I uh- is that okay?” 

“Yes, it is” you nodded happily. 

“Uh, are you okay?” James asked. 

“Yeah, that was a nasty fall” Sirius said, as he tried no to laugh. 

“Oh, I’m fine” you assured them as you tried to compose yourself. 

“You’re bleeding” Peter stated. 

“I am?” you asked, looking at your knee. “Oh, well, whatever is not that bad! Guess what?” you asked excitedly turning back to Remus. “I GOT AN ‘E’!” you said, showing him the parchment in your hands. 

“You got an ‘E’?” he asked, excitedly. 

“In Potions?” Sirius asked, grabbing the exam from you and looking through it.  

“I GOT AN ‘E’” you repeated wrapping your arms around his shoulders before you planted a big kiss on his lips. Remus was surprised for a second but he quickly wrapped his arms around your waist. 

“I’m really proud of you, love” Remus said, leaning in for another kiss. 

“Ew, get a room!” you heard Sirius yell when you pulled away and you noticed the blush on Remus’ cheeks was back. 

“Fuck off, Black!” 

The End

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A/N: I hope you loves like it! :D 

[lunacry029]

🔥 Last Of Romance 💋

The next day, Kenji was stressful after back from short trip. He goes back and forth to think how to make sure you and Emi safe at the same time. When Kenji get alert from Mina, Emi start to little crack from her form. While Emi crack, you been throw away by evil people at Kenji's front house from the car. Then you run as fast as you can to meet Kenji in the house even though you are hurt on ribs.

Kenji was surprised. He hug you tightly and feel so relief that you still safe but a little wound on your lips. Then, you and Kenji saw that Emi have a wings in front of your eyes. Not long after that, Emi start to crawling to balcony. From afar, They saw the Kaiju or Emi's mother. Suddenly you got call so you pick up at front Kenji's house. Without delay time, Emi fly away. And then! Mina start to warning the bomb are coming.

The house explode! You at front door throw away back. A minutes later, you start to wake up from pass out. You feel dizzy but you keep strong and run into the house. When you saw Mina pick up the plank of wood, you help her to save Kenji.

You : Kenji! Wake up! (Pull out the plank of wood)

Mina : (crack voice) Ken! Are.. are you alright?

Kenji : (still pass out)

You : Kenji.. please wake up.. don't leave me.. I need you.. (cry and hug him) Please.. please Kenji..

Kenji : (cough) Oh my..

You : OH MY GOD! (hug tightly)

Kenji : ow ow .. (rub your back) I'm here..

When Kenji wake up, Mina start to broke down. So she gave her word to Kenji and you before she gone. Now, Kenji start to save back Emi meanwhile you repair Mina in your workshop.

After the big explosion, Kenji now in his bedroom. 3 days pass, Kenji still no different till one day~

Mr sato : you sure you don't need my help? (Walk at front of house)

You : It's okay Mr. sato... I will make sure he alright..

Mr Sato : alright.. just don't push yourself too hard..

You : Ok Mr. Sato.. please take care..

After Kenji's father drove away with his car, you in heart broken sit beside Kenji. Watch his face, lips and body. Then you sleep while holding hand.

Kenji : Y/n.. Y/n..

You : Kenji?

Kenji : I want to say sorry..

You : Why?

Kenji : I'm sorry that I have to leave you.. I need you to stay strong without me..

You : No! You promise me! (Start to cry) Please.. I really, really need you..

Kenji : I'm sorry, Y/n

Kenji start to fade away. And you wake up from dream. Before you turn your head, you feel Kenji's hand careless your hair. You slowly hug him and lay down at his chest..

You : Kenji.. I have a bad dream..

Kenji : (kiss your forehead) shhh.. It's okay.. I'm here now..

Days goes by, Kenji finally recover. The sky paint light blue, you and Kenji together with Mr. Sato to send back Emi and her mother to Kaiju Island.

So the end of the story~

Behind the scene

In the elevator

Mr Sato : It's been awhile..

You : Yup.. been awhile.. Mr. Sato

Mr Sato : how is he?

You : Same old.. stubborn..

Ding!

Mr sato : I will make sure he will propose to you soon..

You : (blushing)

Take care of Kenji

This was after Kenji wake up but you force him to do nothing.

You : (spoon the porridge to Kenji) Ah~ um~.. it is good?

Kenji : (nod) hm.. a bit of salty.. but it's fine..

You : I know you miss your donuts..

Kenji : And I know I miss you too.. (flirt)

Mr sato: (Coughing) hm hm..

You : Okay.. I got work to do.. uh.. well.. bye.. (out and come back) Love you (kiss Kenji Lips before go to work)

While you watching Kenji's mother memory at basement alone

You : (cry)

Kenji : (pass the tissue) you almost watch this about 10 times.. why you keep crying?

You : (sobbing) you know woman.. I'm total understand her.. I know I'm not the mother but I can feel it ..

Kenji : come here (stroking your back) shhhh.. I know we miss her a lot.. but the important thing is we will remember her in our memory..

Well.. no wonder why you being quiet because you in deep sleep after crying. Kenji carry you like a bride style to his bedroom.

(note : I think I can do pov more because all the story I made are mostly slightly from the movie scene.. I'm not strong in imaginary person .. that's all from me~ tq for supporting me)

~ The end ~

[npcgrian]

joel the very instant he finds out hes soulbound to etho: etho i love you i would do anything for you we are an inseparable pair and we are in love

etho: um.. ok

joel: ok bye im going to go form a gang and not invite you

etho: I Have to Kill him and Explode his House

[lunaloveskpop23]

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Summary: The reader is a girl who loves pink and is a ballerina. Yeonjun is a boy who loves black and wants to be a singer. What happens when they love each other?

Warning: cussing, angst, father not liking Yeonjun.

Genre: angst. fluff.

*PLEASE DO NOT STEAL MY WORK*

*THIS IS PURELY FICTION*

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Y/N's POV:

I have known Yeonjun ever since he moved to the neighborhood I grew up in as a child.

I would see him and he would be so different from what I am used too. I am a person who loves ballet and loves pink.

He's different. He paints his nails black. He wears edgy clothes. My dad told me to stay away......but I don't.

Yeonjun....has my heart.

Now, we are in our senior year of high school. We are the opposite, but every time I see him, he makes my heart beat so fast.

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"Alright!! Now don't forget to rehearsal tomorrow and Friday. The big show is next week!!" The teacher tells us happily.

I smile and get excited. This performance is my last one with this teacher, and I'll go to college with my dance degree.

I get a full scholarship, and I'm really excited.

"Alright, now get out of here and go relax." She says and we get up and get our stuff.

I grab my bag and water bottle.

"Bye, Y/N!" I turn and see Lisa wave. I wave back, and I walk out.

I walk and see Yeonjun. Wait? Why is he here? I walk over to him.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"I wanted to drive you home, my lady." He says flirtatiously.

I blush.

"Well, thank you, kind sir."

He smiles and grabs my bag. He puts it in his car. He opens the door for me, and I get in. I put on my seat belt and he gets in. He starts the car and we leave.

"You know you didn't have to do this."

"I know, but I wanted to." He winks at me.

I blush and roll my eyes.

"You're such a flirt, I swear."

"Only to pretty ballerinas." I look at him in shock.

"Oh my God." I blush.

He laughs and smiles.

He puts on music, and it plays "She smiled" by Day6.

"Day6? You like them?"

"I honestly got into them because of you. I know you love them." I blush again. I swear it feels like I'm going to explode from how many times he makes me blush.

I smile and sing a lot to the song. He sings with me. I didn't realize how gorgeous his voice was. I could listen to it for hours. His playlist plays Jeff Satur, The Rose, and Laufey. Wait....these are some of the artists I like.

I look at his phone sneakily and see a playlist called Y/N ❤️🥺.

My name with a heart next to it? Wait...he made a playlist just for me? With artists, he knows I like. I blush even more, and we get to my house.

"Here we are, my lady." He smiles.

"Thank you." I take my seat belt off.

"Hey, um...if you don't have anything going on tomorrow after school, want to hang out with me?" He rubs his neck.

"Oh, um for a little bit, I have another ballerina rehearsal at 5 to 7."

"Cool, we can eat before you go. If that's ok, with you?"

"Sure! I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you!" He says, and I get out of the car. I close his door and unlock the door. I get inside, and I see him driving off.

"Honey, your home!" I hear my mom.

"Hi, mom!" I hug her.

She sits on the couch.

"How was rehearsals?"

"Really good, actually. My teacher says I'm the best one she's ever known."

"Oh, I'm so proud of you!" She says happily.

I smile.

"Where's dad?" I ask.

"In his office. He came back late, then when straight to his office."

I nod.

"Also, I saw Yeonjun's car. Did he drop you off?" She asks.

I blush and nod.

"He did. He made me a playlist even. I wasn't expecting that at all." I blush even more.

"So cute. You see, your father doesn't like him, but I love him. He is a sweetheart. Your father gets worried because you're his daughter. But he's too harsh about that boy."

I nod.

"You have my blessings."

I look at her with wide eyes.

"Really?"

"Yes. I remember when I was young and fell in love with someone whom my father didn't approve of. Which was your father."

"Dad? No way."

"Its true. He even had a leather jacket." She giggles.

I laugh.

"Thank you, mom." I say softly and she smiles at me.

"Just promise me you'll be careful."

"I promise." I hug her gently.

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I was in my last class of the day. Art. I draw some fruit.

"Oh, that looks amazing, Y/N." I look and see Lily.

I smile.

"Thank you. What did you draw today?"

"Oh, a waterfall." She tells me.

"Oooo looks so pretty," I say.

"Thank you. So, how is it going with Mr. Emo?" She smiles as she asks me this. I blush.

"Well.......Yeonjun is taking me somewhere today before rehearsal." I tell Lily.

She squeals and people in the class look at us. I cover her mouth.

"Lily!" I whisper yell.

"Sorry." She whispers back.

I smile at her.

"It's not a date."

"It should be. Girl, he's head over heels for you." She tells me.

I shake my head and roll my eyes.

"No, he's not."

"You are blind then." I roll my eyes. She giggles. "Have fun on your date." I shake my head.

I start packing my stuff and get ready to leave. I grab my drawing and hand it to the teacher.

"Good job. Very creative." He tells me.

"Thank you, sir." I bow and wave bye. I grab my stuff and leave.

I walk out of the building and see Yeonjun already waiting. He's wearing a black t-shirt with a grey jacket, and black jeans. He's so beautiful.

I look around and see them confused. I already hear people talk and I get nervous. He looks up at me and smiles. I blush.

I walk up to him.

"Here is my lady. I was wondering when you would show up, " he says, smiling at me. I smile.

"You flirt! Let's go already." I say as he opens the door for me and I get in the car.

I put on my seat belt and he gets in the car. He drives away.

"Want to pick a playlist? I have many." He says.

"Sure." I smile and grab his phone and look through his music app. I go through his playlist and see the same one from yesterday. I blush and go through it. Holy shit.... it's most of the groups I enjoy. And artists. He made this one for me?? Just for me? Why?

I press play to it and it plays Jeff Satur like last night. But it's a different song. He knows how much Jeff means to me.

"So, where are we going?" I ask.

"A place I know you'll love." He smiles at me.

"Oh, I am intrigued."

"Oh, just wait, my lady." I blush so much.

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We get to a cat cafe. I gasp.

"A CAT CAFE?!"

He smiles.

"I know how much you love cat cafes."

I get out excited.

"Wait, I was going to open the door for you." I giggle.

"You don't always have to do that."

"I know, but I want to." I get quiet and we go inside.

I look at the menu and I saw the chocolate muffin and hot chocolate combo.

"Order anything. It's on me." I blush.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah go ahead."

"Then a chocolate muffin with hot chocolate please."

"Anything for you." Yeonjun says flirtatiously.

He orders our stuff, and we go to sit down in a booth. I see three cats near the booth. I squeal. A cat walks over to us and plops down on my lap. I smile and pet its head gently.

"Hi little baby."

Yeonjun smiles at me.

"It likes you." I smile.

"Well, I love you too." I say to the cat gently and it looks up at me.

"This cat looks like a cloud with how fluffy it is," Yeonjun says.

I giggle. It was about 10 minutes later that our food and drinks is ready. He gets up and grabs our stuff. I smile as I watch him go get it.

He comes back and puts stuff on the table.

"Ohhh, thank you, Yeonjun." I smile and I drink my hot chocolate.

We sit and chat for a while. We played with cats after we ate and drank our drinks.

We leave happily.

"That was so much fun," I say happily.

Yeonjun opens the door to his car for me and I get in. I put on my seat belt.

He takes me to my rehearsal.

"I'll be here when you get out." He tells me.

"Wait what? It's going be a while."

"I don't mind. I have homework. And my computer and earbuds. I don't mind waiting for you, my lady." This man knows how to melt my heart. I smile.

"Ok, but don't complain to me when you get bored."

"I promise. " I shut the door and go to the building.

I found out I was the first one here, so I put on my outfit and practiced.

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*after rehearsal*

"Y/N! You were amazing today!" Lisa tells me.

"Oh, thank you! I really appreciate it."

"Y/N, I saw Yeonjun's car outside when we came in. Me and Faye. So, did he drop you off?" Tiffany asks me.

"Oh...um yes. He dropped me off."

"Oh my god!" Tiffany squeals.

"I knew he liked you!" Faye says.

"He doesn't! He is just a good friend who takes care of me."

"Yeah, and does stuff that a boyfriend would do," Lisa says.

"And besides....you like him too," Faye says.

I blush.

"I do....but...he's just being nice. Look I gotta go." I grab my stuff and run out.

I look and see Yeonjun writing in his car. He's so pretty....no....i shouldn't think like this...

I go to the back and open the door and put my stuff in. I shut the door and go to the passenger side.

"There's my lady." I close the door and blush.

"Hi, Yeonjun." I smile.

"Ready to go?"

"Yes." I nod and he drives off.

Music plays in the background as he drives me home. We get to my house and I get out of the car.

"Wait!" Yeonjun stops me.

I turn to him.

"Can I drop you off again tomorrow?"

"Again?" I blush.

"Yes." He smiles at me.

I blush and nod.

He smiles at me and waves. I wave back and he leaves. I walk inside the house and gasp and see my dad mad.

"Was that the boy Yeonjun?"

"It was," I say quietly, getting scared.

"I told you to stay away from him."

"But dad-"

"Stay away from him! He is nothing but a no good asshole who will bring nothing but bad things. So I better not see him again! Now go to your room! I don't want even look at you!" He says angry and I start crying and upstairs. I shut my door in my room and I run to my bed crying.

He's such a jerk....

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A week has passed and it is now the day of the performance. I start getting nervous and I feel like crying.

I look out to see the audience, I see my friends and mom. My mom was talking to another mom. I look around and I don't see my father. Not surprised. He's either working or yelling.

I look around some more and in the back I see....Yeonjun....with his group of friends. He looks at me and smiles at me.

I blush and close the curtain.

"Ready ladies?!" My teacher asks.

"Yes!" We all yell.

"Alright! Places!"

We get into our spots.

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*after the performance.*

"Amazing job!" My friends hug me.

"Thank you!" They pull away and I see Yeonjun right behind them.

"Yeonjun..." I say softly. He shows me tulips.....my favorite flowers. I blush and smile. I grab them gently.

"You're as beautiful and as delicate as a tulip." He tells me.

A gasp is heard around me.

"Why don't we give them some space? Come on, girls." My mom tells my friends.

As it becomes me and him, I look into his eyes.

"I know, I'm not a guy who people would claim as no good or dangerous.....but......if you would have me.....can.....i be your boyfriend?"

I smile.

"Yes!" I don't care what anyone says......I'm in love with him....

He hugs me and kisses my cheek repeatedly.

I love him.

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Hi everyone! I'm trying to come up with different themes for these stories. I'm honestly really proud of how far I'm coming along with these stories. I actually have an idea I wanted to talk to you all about. I wanted to write ideas for Christmas stories because it is coming up so quickly. What do you guys think?

- Luna 💜🩷

[coffinkissez]

HAI SO UM

JADE FOR U CUZ I HEARD U LIKE HIM

OKA BYE

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