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petaltexturedskies · 1 month
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Mary Oliver, from "Dogfish" in New and Selected Poems
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pawified · 7 months
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omg omg omg to add too mi post ( ♡ ) abt big brother choso & his best friend geto . . .
stepbrother!choso x f!reader. nsfw — mdni. ノ dark content ノ incest ノ dom and sub undertones ノ mutt + bitch name calling ノ mating press ノ implied threesome with geto ノ if u dnt like content like this pls dnt interact just block ! ! ૮꒰ྀི ୨ ៸៸៸ ୧ ྀི꒱ა
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geto is a sleazy , filthy , prevert. it takes him a year, to convince your brother too let him have his way with you.
of course choso being your caring brother, despite the circumstances that are about to take place, he tells geto he will let him fuck you but he has to follow 3 simple ground rules.
geto quickly agrees and that’s when the two boys start too plan out everything. — they go over choso’s rules which concluded the following.
# don’t cum in ㅤㅤㅤ⭑ ! unless i say other wise. # must wear a condom. ( im fucking serious geto ) # i'll tell her when she get's to cum. # safe word and or signal. she goes dumb sometimes, we have to make sure she is aware.
normal people would say choso is a horrible, nasty older brother for allowing his best friend to use his little sister as a toy, but what people don’t understand is that you aren’t normal.
you are just as nasty, if not disgusting. all this didn’t start because choso took advantage of his sister, no.
you’re a mutt. you’d always leave your bedroom door open in hopes of choso walking by and catching a glimpse of you changing.
when your parents would go out of town, they would kiss you both goodbye, with your stepdad instructing choso too take good care of his sister, followed by your all but innocent reply “ he always does daddy, he is the best big brother ever! “
it’s every parents dream to have children that got along well, but your parents are clueless.
choso knew he was cursed from hell, when you would slip into his bed late at night wearing nothing but your cotton panties pressed up against his cock.
how can you blame him for indulging in something so sweet but filthy.
He knew he was a dead man walking when he caught you humping your cunt against a black bunny, you like to call “soso” that he gave you two christmas ago before he went away for college, named after him.
He also knew he was a sick bastard when he never walked away, instead he looked through the crack of your door and watched as you cried out to him, while you rubbed yourself against the little bunny, “a-ah! choso, please let m’ cum! please i’ve been a good girl right? “ you panted against your bedsheets now toppled over the damn bunny.
choso knew he could never not go back to fucking you, especially when he had you in a mating press with your arms wrapped around his neck and his tongue down your throat.
so no choso doesn’t feel guilty about letting his best friend use you nor will he ever because his little sister is a filthy fucking bitch that will do anything her older brother says.
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kaixserzz · 9 months
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The Fox, the Crow, and the Bunny.
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ੈ♡˳ Il Dottore and Gn!Child!Reader *ೃ༄
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ੈ♡˳ Masterlist | JLM Masterlist *ೃ༄
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something sweet. dedicated to @idyllic-affections thanks for writing my kaveh rq n this series is inspired by ur acc.. realized i strayed from the real purpose of this fic and made it too long, so just think of it as a 2 in 1 special lol,, (also hi sorry for using dottore he's like my muse and i love writing him) also i hope yall get the meaning of this shit lmao (ref to the scara quest tale)
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ cw: strictly platonic/familial, reader is 8 years old, basic dottore warnings, mentions of death, dissecting animals and injuries, implied dottolone (barely), a little ooc but it's canon to me
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Dottore's office was once a sacred chamber inside the Fatui headquarters.
While not relatively as pristine as his laboratory, amidst the chaos, there was order. Everything was in its designated place, even though his desk was a nightmare to whoever laid eyes on it (spilled coffee too busy to clean, now dried onto the wood of his table, piles, and piles of documents and papers stacked haphazardly on one another, a disarray of pens and pencils occupying every available niche, and vials filled with who-knows-what dangerously teetering on the edge).
Hazards lurked at every turn within his office, presenting a far-from-presentable façade that seemingly clashed with his position as the 2nd of the 11th Fatui Harbingers. Yet, one might ponder, does the doctor truly concern himself with such matters?
No, not at all. He doesn't have the time to clean everything or keep them in such an organized state. He simply knows everything is in place, and the mess scarcely holds him back (he hires maids once in a while, when the mess gets too much, and in 1 out of 5 maids he hires only makes it out alive).
Yet, what truly imbued this room with a sense of sanctity? For within these walls, he unearthed his genuine solace and tranquility.
In this space, silence reigned supreme. Isolation was his companion, a cherished serenity he embraced. Here, his thoughts danced, inventions took form, and ideas flowed onto paper alongside intricate equations. Occasionally, he'd pass out on his desk and drool all over his papers. This room stood as a shelter inviolable, reserved solely for those few instances of urgency or the presence of a fellow Harbinger.
All other members of the Fatui instinctively bid their time, patiently awaiting his emergence from the sanctum of his office before venturing to approach him. For within its confines, the Doctor was impervious to disruption. No one disturbs the Doctor.
That was before you came along, of course.
The office, ill-suited for a child of your tender years, harbored a minefield of hazards. Within its walls lay various artifacts, concoctions, and intricate machinery, a perilous realm unfit for the innocent curiosity of youth. Regrettably, your presence inadvertently disrupted the serene harmony that had long enveloped this space, unsettling the Doctor who, by nature, dislikes abrupt shifts and deviations from what he was used to.
When you first arrived in his office (he didn't want you inside of it, after all, he wasn't exactly fond of children, but he had no choice) you were immediately injured after stepping onto a shard of glass that Dottore has completely ignored. You tried your very best not to cry for the sake of not irritating Dottore further, but he wasn't very gentle with your wound either.
He took note of keeping his vials away from the edge of his table.
Then a bunch of books topples over you. He puts them into the shelves now, and you helped him organize by using the Dewey Decimal System, to which you had read from a book.
Then, while he was explaining his recent idea (rather enthusiastically) to you, his hand accidentally slammed against his files and flew straight to your face. You also helped him organize his papers.
And then it was cleaning his desk, offering him DIY pencil holders you've made just for him. You've also invented a mug that prevents the liquid inside from spilling (he thinks it was a rather brilliant invention, he no longer has to worry about spilling on his desk).
And then it was putting his rather precarious possessions somewhere else, outside the vicinity of his office and far away from your grasp.
You were very eager to help him in any way possible, and for a child, you quite enjoyed receiving chores. Yet, your contentment was uncomplicated, drawn from the privilege of being granted entry to his treasure trove of knowledge, replete with a limitless collection of books, materials, and tools.
Dottore always thought that you'd be such a nuisance to him once you entered his office and sully the peace he has always known within his office's enclosed haven.
But he didn't expect to welcome your presence at all, on such short notice, too. (Deep inside, he felt a strange warmth in his chest whenever you'd tug on his coat, asking if he needed any assistance with organizing his office. He wonders what it was, though.)
So, here you were, amidst the symphony of pen strokes etching against paper, a solitary melody resonating within the confines of his office.
Contrary to his expectations, the calmness he believed would dissipate upon your arrival had, in fact, been amplified by leaps and bounds. As he observed from the corner of his eye, you reclined on your stomach, legs swinging idly behind you, immersed in a world of creativity. Strewn across the floor, an assortment of crayons bore testament to your artistic endeavors, while he diligently attended to the papers handed by the Fatui.
Then, as if hesitant to break the comfortable silence, you tried to catch his attention with a soft 'psst!', then covered your mouth with your tiny hand to suppress your childish giggles.
The corners of his lips twitch in irritance amusement as he turns his head toward you, his pen on the desk. You broke into a much bigger grin and held your drawing close to your chest, not wanting to expose it just yet. "Hey, Dotdot!" You whispered to him, and he can't help but roll his eyes smile at the nickname you've given him. "Can I show you what I drew?"
Dottore emitted a contemplative hum as if grappling with the decision of whether to engage or remain absorbed in his thoughts. Your evident impatience manifested in a pout, prompting his response. "Well, fine," He yielded, beckoning you forth. You beamed brightly as you swiftly rose to your feet and bounded toward him, your landing generating a muted grunt from him. A steadying hand rested on the desk, enabling him to regain his composure, after which he settled your giggling form comfortably within the space between his legs. "Now then," He put his hands on your shoulder, "What is it you wished to share?"
With another giggle from your ceaseless childish amusement, you gave him the piece of paper. Big, round eyes sparkling against the light of the room looked up at him expectantly. Dottore received the drawing from you, his gaze lingering over its details, drawn into a moment of shared curiosity and wonder.
It was him, and you, holding hands, depicted with earnest effort and the imaginative touch of your youthful artistry. Around you were a bunch of other versions of him, his segments, though you've only drawn five (since they were the only ones who have interacted with you so far). Each had their names labeled beneath them, but Dottore absolutely adores that you've labeled him as 'Dotdot' instead (you've also drawn Pantalone holding your other hand and labeled him as 'Pants', adorned both figures with encircling hearts).
"Truly remarkable artwork," He stated with a smile, his words accompanied by the sound of your jubilant cheers, "This masterpiece deserves a place of honor, a spot where all can admire it. I can already imagine the joy it will bring to the other segments once they lay eyes on it."
"Really!?"
"Of course, I do believe they enjoy your company, little bunny."
As he carefully set the drawing on his table, your inquisitive gaze caught his attention. With a tilt of your head, a gesture he knew all too well, you asked him a question, "Why do you call me that?"
"Hm? Call you what?" Dottore grabbed you gently and settled you onto his desk. Positioned face to face, at eye level, his intent was clear—to engage with you as both an adult and a child, a balance you seemed to relish.
"Bunny! You call me bunny lots,"
"Oh? Do you not like it?"
You vigorously shook your head, "No no, I love it! I get called nicknames, but they're all mean." You furrow your brow as you reminisced, pouting at the awful memories. But then you broke into a big smile again, "But yours is new and cute! So, why do you call me that?"
Dottore's grin widened, revealing his sharp teeth, a sight that enthralled you. Your hands instinctively moved to his cheeks, your eyes filled with wonder, and he welcomed the touch wholeheartedly. "Ahh, ever so curious, aren't you, little bun?" He teased playfully, giving your nose a gentle boop! with his finger, and your giggles were a delightful response. "You see, I call you bunny because you embody its spirit—small, swift, and an endless source of vibrant energy.
You also love to hop onto people a lot."
"I love giving surprise hugs! I'm too small, so a jump, so I can wrap my arms around them a bit higher!" You huffed as he chuckled at your explanation. "What are you, then? What animal?"
"Oh? I've never thought about what kind of animal I'd be... Hmmm..." Dottore mused for a while, his expression thoughtful. Eventually, he arrived at a decision. "A fox, I think. Crafty, shrewd, and sly. A creature that prowls with a purpose and possesses those distinct, sharp teeth." As he said that, he grins once more to show his sharp teeth, then lunges for your finger, mimicking a bite, prompting you to gasp and pull back with a joyful squeal.
"And speaking of bunnies..." His tone took on a mischievous edge, causing your eyes to widen in anticipation. Suddenly, he swooped in, grabbing your legs and lifting you high into the air. "I might just gobble you up!" Dottore's playful pretense of chomping down on you elicited a cascade of laughter from you. You pushed at his head, trying to escape his 'gobbling' jaws, your legs kicking playfully as you enjoyed the moment.
"I don't think you're a fox, Dotdot!" You quipped, retaking your seat on his desk. Playfully swinging your legs, you mused aloud, a soft humming accompanying your contemplation.
Dottore raised an intrigued eyebrow, "Oh? And what am I in the eyes of my little bunny? Perhaps something more fearsome?" He inquired, looming over you in an effort to intimidate you.
Instead, your eyes lit up brightly, and you joyfully clapped your hands together. "Oh, I've got it! A crow!" You exclaimed with a triumphant smile.
A bemused frown replaced his grin as he processed your unexpected response. "...A crow?" He echoed, clearly puzzled by your choice. "Of all animals?"
And you merely smile at him, giggling at his confused reaction, "Mhm! Yeah! A crow that talks on and on and on." Your hands followed your words, almost hitting him in the face, "A crow that is death and prey over rotting corpses, but a crow that saved me! I thought Dotdot was an angel, but angels don't have black feathers, scary smiles, or red eyes."
Your words painted a vivid picture of your perception, a whimsical and deeply personal perspective on his nature. Dottore nods along, intrigued, as you rambled your thoughts to him, not even chastising you for grabbing the beak of his mask and playing with it.
"You're a crow! You're very smart, and clever, and creative! You're scary to other people, but not to me! I love corvids, I used to feed them bits of animal after I dissect them, and they always bring me something shiny. They were my only friends, and now you're my friend too!"
He doesn't understand the gentle warmth that began to unfurl within his chest as he remained attentive to your words. While unfamiliar, this sensation wasn't entirely unwelcome... "I beg to differ, my dear bunny. I am unmistakably a fox,"
"Then you're a crow pretending to be a fox!" You pout, stubbornly crossing your arms. "I think crows are way cooler than foxes. They can fly! Plus, you can't call yourself a fox when you resemble a crow more than a fox!" You pointed out, a triumphant smirk on your lips.
Well, you do have a point. He does wear a beaked mask, coupled with a bird-like shoulder embellishment bedecked in exquisite black feathers.
"Should I then consider donning attire that better befits a fox?"
At the notion, you fixed him with a mock glare, your cheeks puffing out in an adorable display of discontent. "Nooooo! I prefer Mr. Crow!" you protested with a playful whine, punctuating your words by delivering gentle punches to his shoulders with your tiny hands.
He chuckles at your small tantrum, and he swiftly gathers you into his embrace. Your arms naturally encircled his neck as he rose from his seat, carrying you toward the door, your precious drawing clutched in your hands. "Very well, very well, my dear Mr. Crow it shall remain," He conceded with a playful tone, his steps filled with an easy camaraderie.
Victoriously, you shot him a smug grin, to which he rolled his eyes at.
"Do you wanna know something, Mr. Crow?" You mutter in his ear as he walks past one of his segments.
"Hm? What is it?"
You made sure to whisper it very quietly, hoping the other segments won't hear you. "Between you and me, I think that your younger segments are like rats!"
He didn't know what came over him, he released a hearty, resounding laugh, its volume surprising not just you but also the other segments who happened to be present, each momentarily taken aback by their own affairs. Such an outpouring of mirth was rare for him (only when he was inside his dark, cool lab, alone with experiments).
A sense of pride swelled in your chest as you grinned widely, his laughter infectious as you burst into a fit of giggles. It was a scary laugh, maybe it was just naturally like that, but to you, it sounded very happy. "They bit me once! I was just poking their face."
"Perhaps give them a treat before you approach them," He says, calming down as he continues his trek toward your room. "This gesture might just soften their demeanor."
"What, like cheese?"
"Oh, little bun, that'll drive them even more mad once they found out you called them rats."
You share another grin with him, finding a cozy spot to rest your chin upon his shoulder in contentment, "Good! I think they're funny when their faces turn red."
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lachatalovematcha · 2 months
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AWWWWWWWWW ・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。 ❤💙💕💚💔💛💜💖❤꒰ఎ( :̲̅:̲̅:[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅)໒꒱ ✾ ׅ  :   ᳝🎀  ۫  ᮫ ᘝ  𝆹  ํ (𝓡 ) ׅ  ۫C H U ᳝   ?¡ ˚✶۪  ᮫ׄ𝆬⃝🍮🥄  𝅄ׄ ᗁ 💖🍓🌈 * 🍅🎨🎀✧ ˚ ·๑• ω •๑* ✧ ˚ ·🍫🍭🐱
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chaenqen · 5 months
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sth like y/n and riki watching the first snow of the season together ୧( ⁼̴̶̤̀ω⁼̴̶̤́ )૭
chasing snowflakes❅ ;; n.rk
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ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ thanks for requesting and sorry for keeping you waiting !! prompt ;; first snow with riki ;; word count about 130 or something like that ;; reader gender not specified ;; ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ
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the first few snowflakes settle down as you and riki make your way through the nearby park in your neighborhood… “beautiful, isn’t it?” he asks in a soft tone as you both look up at the dark sky where the first snowflakes slowly make their way down onto the earth.
“it is… wanna build a snowman?” you look over at the tall boy with a playful smile before taking his hand and pull him over to the snowfield to build your own little olaf. between building a snowman and throwing around with snow you two end up taking a bunch of photos and selfies to capture the moment. it was a beautiful sight to see. his bright gummy smile as he pushes the last stick into the top of the snowman’s head before walking over to you to admire your creation together from further away.
“he looks cute!” you beam a smile up at him as you point towards the large man build out of snow. your nose was slightly red from the cold air hitting your face yet you took no notice of that since all you could think about was this lovely moment between you both.
“not as cute as you~” he responds with a wink as you quickly takes your hand into his and pulls you after him as you both run around in the snow, occasionally throwing snowballs at each other, laughter escaping both of your throats…
it was like in a movie. your movie…
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<33 @j-wyoung @echoofnoise00
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strongheartneteyam · 3 months
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the best thing that happened to me lately: i finally got to marry Shane! I'm so happy he's my hubby now 😭💕💕💕
Tagging my stardew valley player friends ❤ @neteyamsoare @quicktosimp
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sensivs · 11 days
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dare I suggest.. period sex w fem geto..?
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s-4pphics · 5 months
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i see you have updated click. you will receive chapter 12 of ncty as promised.
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EVERYBODY SAY THANK YOU RIGJT FUCKFIFNNNOWWWWWW
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flutterwar · 3 months
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stefka/stevie she/her 17 always sleepy this is my cringe ass cutecore sideblog ^^ main acc: @wojenka
favs: war history, military, true crime, plushies, coding, horror movies I luv my boyfriend lotsss ♡ pfp made by @/fvckinnefor ♡
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petaltexturedskies · 1 month
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Virginia Woolf, in a diary entry dated 5 February 1904 featured in Virginia Woolf: The Complete Collection
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astrxealis · 9 months
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good morning my personality for the day is that i'm uncontrollably sobbing on the inside about ff9 and ff10
#⋯ ꒰ა starry thoughts ໒꒱ *·˚#RAGHHH FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL AGAIN....... feels unreal tbh lol whatever#i'm a tad bit sick which is worrisome and it's been raining a fuckton in the ph . thankfully i'm not affected#but my heart goes out to those who have :') you guys here stay safe okay!!#and HIII I HOPE YOU ALL ARE WELL <3 it's way too early for me in the morning i woke up at 5 holy fuck uh. i hope u all are well#anyway Not Alone and Suteki Da Ne and Melodies Of Life ..... i am ruined#the ending of ffx . the whole thing with Friendship in ffix.#yk the funny thing... ffx was my childhood it is and was everything to me and my first final fantasy but i still haven't finished it actuall#ik the story and i'm literally at the end but my spheres suck. i was not even 13 when i started playing okay.... on ps3 And ps4#:(( tidus and yuna are everything to me. the whole main cast is tbh. i love them dearly#ix i have not actually played yet hahaha i'm crazy ik but my twin has!! anddd i just love all final fantasies vvv much#ik some stuff abt ix but obvs it's nothing compared to. Actually Playing The Game#i did play a bit tho ^_^ until the#vamo' alla flamenco!!#oh i had to search it to make sure i was right in spelling and Bless. i actually was lol#honestly idk my fav in ix but x it is . tidus yuna rikku. can't pick! but yes i adore tidus he's everything#uhmm ix tho... freya? zidane? dagger? vivi? ya#awh. i love ff sooo much#still also very much in a xiv mood btw. uhmm raha themis alisaie hyth zenos zero my beloveds!#those r my top favs me thinks but i have wayyy too many :] lyse... magnai... fandaniel... venat... thancred... ryne... urianger... fordola#and etc. dhgjsbsj there is a Lot. my heart goes out to so many of them but i think my top favs are the ones i said first fr ^_^#funny daniel got demoted to a lesser fav i'm sorry luv LMFAO but maybe when i'm in a fandaniel mood again someday. yay!
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natsuki-bakery · 7 days
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⁎˚ ఎ Nyon agere headcanons ໒ ˚⁎
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I just found your blog and I found it very nice! I have a question! You can make Little! Nyon HCs? (Of course, if you have a open requests!) (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡
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•When stressed or overwhelmed, Nyon often retreats to a quiet corner of Luther's house, curling up with a plush toy or a cozy blanket to comfort himself
•Nyon's favorite petnames are : Sunshine, sweetheart, precious, darling, honey, Kitten, little star and sweetie
•Despite his shyness, Nyon has a vivid imagination and loves to get lost in fantasy worlds, whether through books, movies, or daydreaming
•Nyon finds joy in simple activities like painting, coloring, or playing with building blocks
•When feeling anxious, Nyon seeks reassurance from Luther, finding comfort in hid presence and gentle words
•He often expresses himself through art, creating beautiful sketches and paintings that reflect his inner emotions and experiences
•Nyon's Russian heritage influences his love for hearty comfort foods like borscht and pelmeni, which he enjoys cooking for his friends on special occasions
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lachatalovematcha · 4 months
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(≧▽≦) ⭐🎀 。*゚🌈🌭魔法の世界🍟🍓虹∘ ˚˳*💛(๑´•.̫ • `๑) . . . 🌼∘˚˳🥢* °∘ ˚˳*∘ ˚˳*🍔🌰🌈🌽🍞꒰🌱🌈 ⊹ ˚ . 💛🍓 ⁺ 𓈒 ꒰🍟🎀🌭꒱ ♡ ・ ✧
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꒰ 🎀♡ °✧‧₊˚𓂃命 !!🎀 ꒱ ⠀
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kentopedia · 1 month
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NEW THEME LETS GOOOO
HEHEHEHE it’s bc of you risu, you made me want to rewatch hxh now </3 i miss them 😔
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doobea · 6 months
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࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃 masterlist -> jujustu kaisen
࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃 oneshots
WE KEEP THIS LOVE IN A PHOTOGRAPH ─ CHOSO KAMO
I SURRENDER ALL OF ME ─ CHOSO KAMO
FUZZY BRAIN ─ CHOSO KAMO
GOOGLE IT ─ CHOSO KAMO
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strongheartneteyam · 4 months
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man, having a crush on Shane on sdv really hurts your soul 😣 I just gave him a gift, been giving him many gifts he loves for a long time and I got 3 hearts with him and he treats me this way 😭 why do you hurt me, my favorite alcoholic? 🥺
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