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iloveslllycatss · 5 months
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RUNAWAY
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— pairing : post naruto vs sasuke fight!sasuke uchiha x fem!reader  — genre : angst , fluff — summary : sasukes always seen the worst in everything, even you. and when he realizes all the hurt he’s caused for you, his word crashes (again) — a/n : i love my man and i love kanye west. LISTEN TO RUNAWAY BY KANYE WEST! (lyrics not in order, i picked the ones that go most with what’s happening) bold + italics is lyrics NOT PROOFREAD.
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SASUKES ALWAYS despised everything. but never you. 
at the beginning, he mistook his love for hate, always complaining about you to himself, yet always willing to protect you. he always pointed out your faults, always thinking about himself. but you? you always prioritized him. he was the reason of your existence, the reason you kept living. 
now that sasuke was back, he had apologized to you for his past, to everyone. his past was something he wanted to forget. he wanted to be better. for himself, for you. but after the two of you got together, it seemed like he only saw the worst in everything. it felt like he wasn’t even interested in you. but you dealt with it, your biggest fear being the possibility of him leaving. you had grown attached to him.
he knew this, of course. he knew you couldn’t leave, and that you wouldn’t even if you had the chance. he knew he was hurting you. sasuke always noticed that look on your face when he said something wrong. he noticed the way you’d look at him with those eyes, the look on your face filled with hurt and disappointment, but you’d quickly conceal your feelings when you saw him. he noticed how you’d always hide how you felt, just so you wouldn’t burden him.
he felt guilty. guilty for the fact he’d hurt you without even trying. for him, it was like a reflex. he unconsciously pushed you away all the time, always keeping that cold, emotionless look on his face, as if he didn’t even care. but he did. and he knew it was getting to you.
and i always find, yeah i always find something wrong, you’ve been putting up with my shit just way too long
he tried to hold back his cruel words, he did. but he’d always end up pushing you away. saying things like ‘you’re annoying’ or ‘shut up’, he never wanted to say those things, they just kinda came out, he’d mutter a small ‘sorry’ after he’d say it, but it still hurt. and he didn’t know how to fix it.
im so gifted at finding what i don’t like the most
you couldn’t remember the last time sasuke told you he loved you, or the last time he’s initiated affection with you. you’d always initiate affection, hugging him and kissing his cheek, he liked it. but sometimes it was a little too much, so he’d lash out, his tone would be cold, and he’d tell u to stop smothering him, or that you were being clingy. he didn’t mean it, of course. he just didn’t know how to tell you without hurting you. he saw himself as a monster, especially when you’d give him that look again. he had hurt you, and he didn’t know how to stop.
you’d grow a little distant after that happened, cutting down on how much affection you’d give him, even if you craved it. you had stopped talking to him as much too.
you always tried to be perfect for him, always willing to change yourself for him. it was always about him. you put his opinion before yours, his feelings before yours, his wants before yours. you couldn’t help it. you loved him with every cell in your body, and you didn’t want him to get bored of you one day and leave.
when sasuke would get angry and he’d come home, he didn’t bother hiding it. his eyes low and cold. his glare piercing into the back of your head, and you felt it. you could feel how pissed he was from just standing by him, the only problem? he’d take it out on you. 
he wouldn’t raise his hand at you or anything, he wouldn’t dream of it. he wouldn’t yell, either. he’d just give you that look of hatred and disgust. not because he felt that way towards you, but because his mind was going crazy at the thought of whatever had pissed him off. when he’d speak to you, he’d blame you for whatever he was mad at, but he’d do it subtly. he didn’t mean it, but he couldn’t help it. sasuke didn’t know how to control his anger without taking it out on someone or pushing them away and keeping it to himself.
and i just blame everything on you, atleast you know that’s what i’m good at
after he’d calm down, he would apologize, first thing when he saw you. his voice would be low and he’d avoid your eyes, keeping an even tone with you. his breathing would be calm, and steady. and you’d forgive him right away, like you always do.
and i always find , yeah i always find , yeah i always find something wrong.
you’ve been putting up with my shit just way too long.
i’m so gifted at finding what i don’t like the most.
so i think it’s time for us, to have a toast.
what really got to him, was when he saw you curled up on the bed at night one day when he got back from a mission. he saw you hugging yourself, under the covers in the dark bedroom. you looked peaceful yet bothered. your sleep wasn’t a good one, and it showed. he felt so guilty for how he’s been treating you. he wanted to be better. he wanted to show you he could be a good boyfriend.
he showered and got dressed, laying next to you on the bed after, he hesitated. only for a little bit, before he wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly. it startled you a little, you woke up, your vision blurred and your voice drowsy
“sasuke..?” you asked, your voice was low, almost a whisper. you were confused by the sudden affection. but not complaining though, you had wanted this the whole time. and the first words that came out of his mouth surprised you.
“…… im sorry, y/n.” he mutters, quietly. he needed this. just as much as you did.
baby i got a plan, runaway as fast as you can.
his apology made your heart melt. you shifted a little, turning around to face him as he held you. “it’s okay, sasuke. it’ll always be okay” you say, quietly but sweetly. your voice like honey to him. he couldn’t get enough of it.
“.. i don’t understand….. , why you stayed with me for so long , even though i’m always hurting you.” he mutters again, his voice faint. his tone even, and his grip on you tightens.
runaway from me, baby …… run away,
runaway from me, baby …… run away.
when it starts to get crazy,  why can't she just, run away?
baby, I got a plan, runaway as fast as you can..
you stayed quiet, his words hit close to home for you. you didn’t know why you stayed. for you, it was like you just couldnt leave. you didn’t know if you could handle living without him. especially considering all the times you thought you had lost him. you loved him. more than anything. 
you understood why he treated you like that, he’s never been with anyone else, he didn’t know how to act in a relationship. but he was gonna try to be better, for your sake. he’s never been much of a romantic, he didn’t know how or what to do to make you feel good (not sexually u dirty mf 🤓). he was scared you’d leave him. he didn’t know how he’d manage without you. you were the calm to his storm. he couldn’t imagine it. he didn’t want to be with anyone else. just you.
never was much of a romantic, i could never take the intimacy ;
and I know it did damage, cause the look in your eyes is killin me
i guess then you at an advantage, cause you could blame me for everything ;
and I don't know how I'ma manage, if one day you just up and leave.
“i love you, sasuke. i couldn’t imagine being with anyone else.” you murmur, engulfed in his warmth. your voice was quiet, and only truth was told. “i’m not going anywhere, ever.” you say, reassuring him. 
but when you said those words, 3 words, 8 letters. his eyes widened. he couldn’t believe it, he couldn’t believe that you loved him. even after everything he’s put you through. his grip on you only tightens. he’s scared to let you go, scared to lose you if he does. he hesitates a little,
“…….. i love you too. i’m sorry.” he mutters, his voice barely above a whisper, and you just turn your head up at him and press your lips to his jawline softly, a small  show of affection to reassure him some more.
he was gonna try for you. whatever it took, he would do it.
he just wanted to be perfect. for you.
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yurlyam · 1 month
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They're marring each other
bonus:
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(they're kissing O///O)
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k1w1 · 5 months
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yourtypicalslvt · 9 months
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tr1butedarc · 5 months
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𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝑅    𝐶𝐴𝐿𝐿      :      please   specify   muse (s)
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diorsbrando · 2 years
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𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗. ishida uryū
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duke!ishida uryū x fem!reader
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・ 。゚☆: *.☽  SUMMARY, you’re nothing but a maid in that house. nothing. you might as well have been a shadow, doomed to lurk behind the ones who were prettier than you, had more privilege, more influence; those who shined the brightest. everyday, you dreaded having to be bound to such people. your lordship, the duke of wadenreich ishida uryū was one of them, and he did not make it any easier on you with his inordinate demands and expectations. but yet, you can’t seem to still your heart or mind whenever he draws near. little did you know, your unremarkable routine of dusting the books and furniture of the library in the far left wing of the mansion would change your life forever.
・ 。゚☆: *.☽   INCLUDES, a cinderella-esque trope. slightly mean/ooc uryū for the plot. reader is a servant in the ishida household. reader is also thick + black-coded, but you don’t have to imagine it as such. royal au! bridgerton au! unrequited love. some angst. descriptions of fantasy elements and magical objects. hints of misogyny + sexism. formal/Victorian language used. eventual smut/explicit content. descriptions of violence. all characters aged up where appropriate. minors do not interact.
・ 。゚☆: *.☽   NOTES, i just want to take a moment to thank a good friend/mutual of mine @8kh​ for helping me develop my ideas and giving me inspiration to bring this story to life. there isn’t enough bleach works out there, and there’s even less content with uryu, so i’m so excited to present my contribution to you all. this story is also inspired by netflix’s drama bridgerton, more specifically season 1, so i hope you enjoy! more parts will be added.  reblogs are welcomed and heavily appreciated. ( want to join my taglist for this series & my other works? click here! )
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so this is love, this is love
my heart has wings, mmm, i can fly
i’ll touch every star in the sky
so this is the miracle
that i have been dreaming of
i look above, and hum once more
so this is love.
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PART ONE.
PART TWO.
PART THREE.
PART FOUR.
PART FIVE.
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© sailewhoremoon, 2022. the poem is directly derived from the song “so this is love” by ilene woods. all rights for that song only belong to walt disney studios. however the rest of this story is original content and should not be copied, reposted, shared or plagarized in any shape or form without permission.
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kylski · 4 months
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here’s some lil doodles uhhhh if u can’t tell i kinda changed my art style a bit again soooo that’s fun i guess but yeah
i feel like a lot of my older art was over rendered and looked rlly messy so hopefully this is better lol
also i made a new insta specifically for my art so you guys should all follow that
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bbylovess · 3 months
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one like n i’ll have one more drink
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cannibalsrider · 2 days
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destined for you
summary: from near death to sushi Geto (y/n) and Shoko ieiri had been tied together
pairings: Geto!fem reader x shoko ieiri
warnings and mentions: talks of near death, reader slight anxiety, talks of alcohol, and slight mention of Suguru since this is set in May of 2018 and reader is thinking she on thin ice with everyone. not proofread
An! Lowk in love with this kinda made this angsty lowk but it's not too much but it's still late cus meant to post this yesterday but happy late lesbian visibility week^.^
word count. 1,385
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“I can't stand the thought of losing you (y/n)”
Hearing her words made my ears ring. Shoko looked at me differently than usual. I could think it was because this was the one time I was brought to her to be treated with almost fatal wounds that was all right. Her voice came to me once more as I stared up at her from the ice-cold metal table in the treatment room. While I was lying unconscious it made me truly think. Did they think I was like my Nii-chan because of who he was? Was I on thin ice with all my coworkers and friends, even the students because I held the family name Geto? All the thoughts seemed to melt at that moment when I opened my eyes to see her staring back at me but that didn't matter now all I had to focus on was Shoko, not some worries thinking I was bound for death because of my name all I had to think about now was Her. Shoko said again, “I'm serious (y/n), what if Kusakabe didn't get to you in time to bring you back to campus?” I could tell she was worried. I always hated seeing her worry so much about me whenever I was injured.
"But he came in time, didn't he?" I responded, my voice seemed groggy, but it didn't surprise me much, knowing I must have been out cold for a while. Her eyes seemed to bore into me as if it was the first time she had to treat my wounds, as if we had been in school again, a smile wanting to tug at the corners of my mouth as I shifted slightly to sit up. "Still, (y/n), you lost a lot of blood. You're lucky I was able to heal you. But what if I couldn't have? I can't stand the idea of losing you." Her words brought me out of an almost unrealistic thought. She wasn't wrong; I could have died. I would have met the same fate as so many of our friends. "I'm here. I won't die, Sho. I promise I won't leave you, and I'm gonna keep it, 'kay?" I told her, my eyes searching hers as I spoke. Our fingers seemed to entangle as if it meant it was our fate to be destined to be here with one another and not for us to be as far as it had wanted us to be from one another. The silence was comfortable as I sat up, our eyes meeting the moment I was upright, the scent of whiskey and lavender filling my senses. "Sho, y’know I'd never let you stay here alone. You're never getting rid of me," I told her with a smile, earning a small eye roll. "You make it sound like I'd let you die, (y/n).”
I could tell she was serious; I knew she wouldn't let me die, and I'd not let her, even if I had to risk my life. Shoko Ieiri was worth so much more than she wanted to let on; she knew it, and so did I. "Acting as if I'd die anyway," I huffed, almost sounding as if I was Gojo-kun with how dramatic I looked. Even though we both knew dying was a possibility, we knew that came with the title of a jujutsu sorcerer. But even now, it seems like the thought of death scares me. I can't ever be sure about Sho, but it was always stuck in the back of my head, the idea of having to lose her after what happened to Suguru last Christmas. It's only been five or so months since that day, but it still seemed to weigh heavily on us all.
"We both know there might come a day your cockiness won't save you, (y/n). You know I'm right. Now come on, you must be starving," she told me, throwing my uniform coat and catching it a second before it fell, slipping it on as I stood up, a small growl being heard from my stomach. "I heard of a new sushi place nearby, or I'm sure we could order," I responded, unsure which she'd prefer. After god knows how long of monitoring me, I knew she must deserve me paying for her food after causing her that much stress. 
"Sushi sounds alright. Just don't get too much soju this time because you almost passed out in the karaoke room last month," she told me, making me want to shiver at the vague memory of drunkenly singing Mitski songs at the top of my lungs. "It wasn't thaaaat bad. Just blame it on Gojo because he kept daring me to take more shots," I grumbled as we started walking out of her little office.
"Honeyy," I called her, the slight drawl at the end made her tilt her head at me as we stood in the courtyard. "Hm?" she asked, confused, as she locked her door. "You don't think Yaga-sensei will kill me about this, right? Because he was pissed I almost didn't exorcize that curse in a mission from last month," I asked in what seemed like a worried tone.
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It must have been my anxiety talking, but who knows at this point. Sometimes getting scolded by Yaga felt like our school days again, as if I were fifteen and Shoko was sixteen, hiding out in the infirmary away from the prying eyes of our classmates and underclassmen, just us in the silence of the sterile room. A book in my hand and a cigarette between her lips as we hid out from Satoru and Suguru. After what seemed like ages, she finally spoke.
“I don't think he’ll be mad. From what Kusakabe told me, the mission you got sent on was misregistered. Instead of being a semi-first grade, it was a special grade, and they just decided to send Gojo when you got brought back to campus. (Y/n), you won't get scolded for it when it wasn't your fault,” her response made me feel what seemed like a thousand times better than I had before, and she could tell as she linked her arm with mine.
“Now come on, there's no reason to worry so much. It's not like you'll get fired for something that was out of your control,” she said with a small smile as she patted my arm once. Her touch was comforting.
“You're right, there's nothing to worry about,” my smile seemed to ease us both as we walked down the hall, the small patter of her heels and my shoes echoing as we walked. The comfortable breeze flowed around us as we crossed the courtyard, heading towards the train station not far from campus. Watching Shoko seemed like a dream I never wanted to wake up from, and if it was, I hoped to stay in a deep sleep as long as possible, just to stay by her side. As long as one could yearn for it, I'd let her break and repair my heart, each vessel to her delicate touch I'd grown to know so well, and I'd hope never to lose it in this lifetime or another.
Shoko Ieiri was a sight to behold. If one lost it, I hoped to always find it, instead of it feeling like destiny for me to find her again. She was like a shot of espresso bathed in the winter sky, a rare gem shining in the sunlight. Anyone would be lucky to stand in the spot I am, arms intertwined as we walk to the restaurant.
"Do you ever think we would have been together in other universes, Sho?" I asked as we crossed the road, the Tokyo streets bustling, but everything seemed silent in the small radius of us.
"I have a feeling we would, and we’d be one of those cheesy couples in those rom-coms who have two cats and live in the countryside to get away from the city life," she answered. Her voice was all I wanted to hear for the rest of our days. As long as I was with her, life seemed complete.
Shoko Ieiri, you are a piece of art I hope never hides from the light of day.
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ziggystrdust · 11 months
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stupid motivation for me to start writing my fic. enjoy <3 (it’s long but i swear it funny)
James Potter was only one hour into his shift, and he felt like a zombie. The only thing he could think about was how much he hated the fucking sun. Ever since he was a kid he loved the sun, and his mother used to joke that he had his own little sun growing inside of his chest where his heart was supposed to be, but even sweet stories about his mom that make him cry at night weren't enough to distract him. It was currently 90 degrees, and he wished the sun would go fuck itself. He was hot, sweaty, tired and most importantly (in his order of importance) bored.
It's like Sirius could sense his best friend’s despair, because James was only wallowing in self-pity for one minute when he felt his walkie-talkie buzz with Sirius’ voice.
“Prongs, should we grab this kid with the blue crab trunks on and take him somewhere far, far away? He is so bloody annoying. Over.” He was talking about a attention-hungry boy who kept trying to splash water at Sirius. James tilted his head to the right to find that Sirius was looking at the kid out of the corner of his eye like he was the most repulsive thing on planet Earth.
“Please god yes. I’ll grab him, then pass him to you, and you run. Over.”
“Will you two please shut the fuck up. No kidnapping children. Do your job.”
“Awwww Mary baby, I haven’t heard from you in forever! over” cooed Sirius.
“Stop saying fucking over! You dont need to! There is literally no need!!”
“But how will you know when we’re done talking, Mary my love? Over” This time James was the one teasing her, sending a cheeky grin to the pool attendant's desk, where a very annoyed-looking Mary was sitting.
“Probably by the fact that no more fucking words would be coming out of your mouth!”
“I didn't know I could do that”
Mary sighed in a way that made James sure she was rolling her eyes. He didn’t even have to check. “Do what James” She sounded like an annoyed mother, tired of her children’s nonsense.
“Cum out of my mouth”
“HOLY SHIT JAMES! YOU ARE SO FUCKING ANNOYING!”
James heard Sirius’ evil-sounding laugh from across the pool deck.
“I’m turning my walkie off. If Minnie says something important, I'm blaming it on you that I can't hear it. Fucking childre-“
She was cut off by a sharp click, and James knew she had actually turned it off. He looked over and saw Mary glaring at him while putting her walkie down on her desk.
“Dude, people keep giving me dirty looks cause they can hear yall screaming from my walkie” That was the voice of the oh-so-lovely Marlene this time, who was sitting on the lifeguard chair by the kiddy pool.
“They can hear us?”
“Yes Sirius, everyone around me can hear you guys, especially when you yell like a fucking idiot”
James looked over to see Surius giving him a wide, mischievous smirk, before lifting up his walkie-talkie to his mouth and beginning to scream into it.
“SHE’S NOT A CERTIFIED LIFEGUARD! I HAVE NO CLUE WHO SHE IS! RUN AWAY! I'VE NEVER SEEN HER BEFORE IN MY LIFE! SHE WANTS TO KIDNAP YOUR CHILDREN! RUN RUN RUN!”
“PADS WHAT THE FUCK” James could barely hear Marlene’s panicked yell over the sound of his own wild laughter.
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zelka123 · 11 months
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I had a hc that Luffy's hair turns white because of using Gear 5 ( he didn't notice because of his strawhat) and I had to draw it
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Drew undyne last night might make more art with other characters 🧍
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that-is-tat-o · 2 years
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Have some aoex memes
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[Image ID:
Image 1: A drawing of Rin, Shura and Yukio painted with various shades of pink marker.
Rin is looking excitedly at Shura and Yukio while saying, "Are you telling me a shrimp fried this rice?"
Shura is smiling confidently while crossing her arms while saying, "Apartment complex? Really, I find it quite simple."
Yukio looks annoyed and is saying, "Based? Based on what?"
Image 2: Various drawings of Shura speaking and looking laid back. She is saying "My dad (Shiro) is guetting 2 more kids and I'm really excited for him. Like, how does one become a good big sis? I can barely take care of myself. Yesterday I made grilled cheese and burnt it.
Image 3: A drawing of Shiro talking about Rin and Yukio, he is saying "My 8 year olds email me a lot while I'm at work." The next panel are four drawings, two of Rin and two of Yukio as 8 year olds, they are both missing a tooth. They drawn with silly expressions and next to them is the text from the emails. Rin's text says: "The ice cream truck always comes with no ice cream whenever it comes here." and "Why is Minecraft pocket edition have to be so expensive." Yukios's text says: "Dad can I play on the xbox 360? I promise I will not look in your drawers." and "Did you eat the last donut?"
Image 4: A drawing of Rin eating cereal. The next drawing is of Yukio popping up and saying: "Quick, what's seven times eight?"
Image 5: A drawing of little Rin and Shura's heads, they are both smiling and are surrounded by text that reads: "Learn how to draw a horse with Rin and Shura." In the next panel Shura is pointing at Rin's drawing and asks "oh! Are we done?" In the next panel Rin replies "No. We have to draw all its muscles." To wich Shura makes a shocked expression and says "Ah."
Image 6: A drawing of Kuro and Rin having an argument. Kuro says: "Those ornaments look exactly like my toys, why can't I play with them?" And Rin replies: "That felt frog is wearing a tophat to celebrate the lord."
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sc0tland4evermember · 7 months
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Parappa in mlaatr style :)
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azulezen · 1 year
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I MADE IZUKU INTO A HARAJUKU GIRL, I love harajuku fashion and I was looking for an excuse to draw izuku soo <3 hope u like it
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