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p0plotte · 2 months
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I wanna watch yugioh again lol
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p0plotte · 3 months
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who up blueing their lock rn
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p0plotte · 3 months
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Band-Aid Boyfriend
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RIN X ISAGI ONE SHOT FROM MY AO3
CW's: Hurt Comfort, Crying, Fluff
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Rin's eyes narrowed as he sat by Isagi's side, one hand gently rubbing his back and the other messing with the blue locks of his hair. He tilted his head to the side, unsure of just- how, he should be responding. Still, this seemed to help nonetheless. The once sporatic breathing of the team slowed as he soothingly rubbed his back, sighing as he attempted to recompose his shaky body.
"Rin.."
Nodding, the younger of the two leaned his head against Yoichi's. Both their eyes shut, an unspoken sense of comfort washing over the two. Rin knew this feeling all too well.. the overwhelming feeling of hopelessness. Still.. he didn't wish it on his lover. No,, not anymore. Maybe when they first met he'd wished this feeling upon him- and now he regretted it more than anything. His hand lifted from the boy's back to his shoulder, patting it gently.
"..What's wrong? Don't tell me you're crying over a small loss.."
Despite caring, some things he couldn't hide his true feelings on. He truly found those who broke down on field pathetic. That included himself.
"I just.. I tried so hard.. to rise among these geniuses.." Isagi hicced, "And it doesn't even matter.."
Biting back a small 'tsk', the Itoshi pulled the crying boy in to his touch. It was warm, contrasting his cold gaze. He held his shaking body for a long while, letting out a soft sigh as he planted a kiss on his forehead. He hated to admit it, but the more Isagi calmed down the more special he felt to him. He was the only one who could truly console him like this..
And god, he wanted so bad for it to stay like this.
"You.. are enough."
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p0plotte · 4 months
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oh to be a teenage girl who falls so hard she doesn't have rhe strength to get up.
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p0plotte · 4 months
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Hi all, Imm looking for rp partners who'd be down for blue lock & other roleplays
I can rp almost any canon character, I'm best with Chigiri, Reo, Nagi, Bachira & Kaiser
I can also do ocs!
Im totally down for shipping and uhh yeah :)
My discord is idaelatte, please do reach out!
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p0plotte · 4 months
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strong gege 🥰
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p0plotte · 5 months
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white lilies and black roses.
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flower shop
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He is the strongest, yet he is also the cockiest. Geto swore one day he’d get himself kicked out of jujutsu society with that attitude alone.They worked towards a world with no curses, it was a naive yet admirable cause. So young yet so ballsy, shooting for the top almost right away.One day, they’d make paradise. At least, that was the plan.
No one knew what curses tasted like. No one but him. Yet day and night he absorbed them to save innocent civilians from fatal death. Sometimes he wondered if there was a point with how they would never be able to save everyone- but still he endured it. With Satoru and Ieri by his side he was confident things weren’t that bad.
After finishing up a mission Geto walked through the more shady streets of Yongen Jaya, eyes narrow as always. He looked from the random street signs to the building they were advertising. Batting cages, bath houses, cafes….- a flower shop? He quirked a brow curiously, gaze softening up for a mere moment. Why would there be a flower shop here?
The ravenette stepped towards the shop, eyeing up the different types of flowers that cluttered the shelves of the window sill to the entrance. That’s when his eyes locked on it… A white lily. There it was again, the same beautiful flower he’d spotted within the sky just days ago. Satoru.. Maybe it was just a coincidence, but damn it was an odd one. Yet something inside him compelled him to reach for the flowers, unblinking the entire time.
A woman who he assumed to be the store owner approached slowly and smiled at him, age etched into her face. If he had to guess, she’d been running this store for a long time now. It had a melancholy sense of beauty.. It was peaceful. It definitely stood out in the alleys like a sore thumb. Yet, she probably didn’t mind. Maybe it’s what drew people there in the first place. She held out a hand and pointed to the bouquet he was holding, gaze soft as a warm spring.
“Are those for a special lady?” She asked gently, Geto shook his head almost immediately. “Ah, no. Just admiring their beauty. It’s flattering you believe I would have a girlfriend, though.”
“A handsome boy such as yourself ought to, don’t you think?”
“You’re too kind.”
He waved his hand gently to her compliment, eyes fluttering like that of a fox. People like these.. Maybe they were the ones worth protecting. He eventually walked with the woman to the counter of her small shop and passed 100 yen to her. He was surprised they were so cheap, but it was a small business.. So it made a little sense. He attempted to give her a tip but she declined it, expressing that he shouldn’t waste his money and that tipping was a sign of disrespect.
Geto bowed his head before leaving, flowers rested in his right arm. He supposed one would believe he was someone's thoughtful boyfriend buying them flowers if they looked at him..but in reality.. He had no idea why he even bought the bouquet. He had moved without thinking. Was it all.. Because of Gojo?.. He sighed, what a stupid thought. But, letting the flowers go to waste when the shop owner was so nice would be rude.
He took a few from the plastic they were wrapped in and plucked the stems from them, tying the small ends together to create a flower crown. He rested it atop of his head and began to walk through the shady streets once more.
“Idiot Satoru..”
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p0plotte · 5 months
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It's reallly annoying that oversleeping is like. 100% inefficient. There is no benefit you gain, you basically just lost a bunch of hours from your life. You're not even less sleepy afterwards
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p0plotte · 5 months
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p0plotte · 5 months
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white lillies and black roses.
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cloudy summer
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“Satoru,”
The summer sun beat down on the faces of the two sorcerer’s who stood side-by-side under a porch shade. Sunlight kissed the tips of their noses, the rest of their faces covered in shadow. Yet even so, Geto swore he could see the other’s eyes glow like a beautiful firefly in the dark of night. His gaze was surreal, eyes majestic yet almost scary sometimes. Paired with his beautiful snow white hair he’d go as far to say he was almost ethereal.
Gojo Satoru, the only friend Geto Suguru had ever made. The only one who ever truly understood him. The two were the strongest of their grade, some would say they were even on the same level. But as he watched the pale boy and his movements- how he fought, how he stretched, how he talked, how he walked- he knew that Gojo Satoru would always be The Strongest.
“Suguru?” He murmured back, gaze fixed on something far in the distance.Geto could never tell what was on his mind when he held that look on his face, still, he pushed his curiosity aside and continued, “I was just wondering, what do you plan to do after graduation? Will you become a full-time sorcerer or get maybe a part time job?”
He flinched back a bit as Gojo turned to look at him, lips inches from his as his signature grin grew on his face. An odd tingling rose in the ravenette’s stomach, eyes slightly widened. He shouldn’t have been so surprised, as Gojo would do this a lot. Although each time it happened he found himself more dumbfounded than the last.He felt the odd sensation begin to fade as Gojo pulled back, setting his hands on his hips rather sassily.
“I dunno yet, why? You got plans?” He let out a small ‘ehe’, as if he weren’t the biggest tease. So many seconds of build up for such an… anti-climactic answer.”...No. I just want to protect people, I guess.”
And from the millisecond long glance he received from the other he could tell he felt the same. And there it was again. He was acutely aware of each time Gojo began to stare into the distance. It was like he was trying to solve a puzzle in the sky only he could see. He was lucky he wore shades, or those beautiful sapphire eyes of his would be half blind at this point.
“Satoru,” He began, “Do you have something on your mind?”
“I dunno, do I? He teased, “Caught red handed though, huh? You always call me out.. Lighten up, the clouds are just shaped funny.”
“I see.”
He brought a hand up to shade his eyes and looked to the sky. And oddly enough, among the large array of regular lumpy old clouds there was one shaped almost like a madonna lily, one of the most beautiful flowers in his eyes. It was white, pure.
Ethereal.
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my ao3; CoffeeInABath
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p0plotte · 5 months
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p0plotte · 5 months
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they invented love 💕
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p0plotte · 5 months
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Chasing Stars ★
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p0plotte · 6 months
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baby xie lian HEAVEN OFFICIAL’S BLESSING 天官赐福 🦋 s2e3
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p0plotte · 6 months
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reblog if you're a true faggot
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p0plotte · 6 months
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rika kawai just like me fr
im just so tired
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p0plotte · 6 months
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"Hearing this, Hua Cheng blinked."
No but IMAGINE what happened in Hua Cheng's heart over "Only since meeting you have I rediscovered how simple it is to be happy." THAT. That is what Hua Cheng EXISTS for, what he has fought tooth and nail for centuries to exist for. And it'll always hurt that he couldn't help Xie Lian rediscover it earlier, or prevent it from being something that needed to be rediscovered, but...it's still everything.
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