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wow moon! Ur recent Momo coloring is sooòooooooooo good 🫶❤️❤️❤️✨️ That's hell lot of improvement and I'm proud of you ✨️
—meto/tris/ur only sister, lol
thank you meto/ tris/ my only sister 🥹🥺 i wanted to try something new although it didn't turn out how I expected it to lol😅 I'm still happy with it 🫡
Btw happy holi 💫❤️💙💜💛💚🩷🩵🧡
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Bnha || Momo Yaoyorozu || Sketch by horikoshi
#moon.colors—★#bnha#boku no hero academia#mha#manga edit#manga coloring#manga panel#bnhaedit#momo#momo yaoyorozu
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72/72 🗣
can you beat my score of 10/72 on this quiz 🙈
Do You Know The Names Of All Currently Playable Genshin Impact Characters?
tagging: @kavehayati, @svnarin, @naomi-nana, @inns4ei, @stygianoir + you ♡
#avid genshin player 😭#it's funny since i never even played it#but I still bothered to learn their name and lore 💀
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URGENT MUTUAL AID REQUEST‼️
hii i know i haven’t really been active lately but i really need help and i would appreciate any effort to spread this message.
i’m currently in my senior year of college and i am unable to register for classes due to a hold on my account because of my past due balance from the fall semester. i have recently lost my job and i’m in the process of getting a new one. i currently have no money for groceries or rent or anything.
i was relying on my mothers disability check to pay for the overdue balance, but she received a call the other day saying that she no longer qualifies.
the last day to register for classes is during add/drop is feb. 7 and i don’t know if my mother will have the money by then. i need $3000 to register for classes and complete my senior year of college. i’m so tired of struggling to pay for college and i really just want to be done. please help me finish out strong.
you can donate to my cash app or my venmo if you have anything to spare and if not i’d really appreciate a reblog so that someone who does may see it.
venmo: aresmorris1020
cashapp: aannaaiirb
i apologize i no longer use paypal because they have a habit of holding funds for suspicious activity when i crowdfund.
ADDITIONALLY if anyone would like to help me pay my rent or buy groceries until i find another job i’d appreciate that as well. i’m sorry to be asking for so much but i’m in a really tough spot and i could use the help as i don’t have any financial support besides my mother.
thank you. i’ll be tagging some mutuals for visibility i apologize for the inconvenience.
@dejwrld @satorhime @satorubi @leftsidebonfire @punkgibsons @tristitia
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since this template was going around on twt I wanted to try it too
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#tokyo revengers#tokrev#tokrevedit#manga edit#tokyo revengers fanart#chifuyu#chifuyu matsuno#mine.art
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Jujutsu Kaisen || Ch 160: Colony —★
#moon.colors—★#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen manga#jjk#jjk manga#manga edit#manga coloring#manga panel#jjkedit#yuji itadori#jjk yuji#megumi fushiguro#jjk megumi
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Jujutsu Kaisen || Ch 245 : Inhuman makyo shinjuku showdown, part 17 —★
#moon.colors—★#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen manga#jjk#jjk manga#manga edit#manga coloring#manga panel#jjkedit#sukuna#ryomen sukuna#jjk sukuna
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ohhh I got beige <3
lattes, dry fields, footprints, easels, cat fur, pottery, fresh-baked cookies. your essence is beige: you are an even-tempered and comforting presence. you take refuge in your sanctuary and creature comforts; the warmth you exude flees from spontaneity or change. you are consistent and indulgent. you are the sleepy. you are the satiated. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of brown, umber, tawny, and ashen, who share your patient nature. you are also drawn to the expressive souls sky and cream, who will help you grow and teach you to explore new ideas. however, you may struggle to get along with the spontaneous personalities of blush and lilac who seem too frivolous.
Moon sent me this quiz: what color is your aura?
I got umber ♡
book spines, suits, coffee, deep soil, violins, bear fur, staircases. your essence is umber: you are strong and silent, rarely ruffled. yet, you are unmoored; tender and drifting, you are unsure of your motivation save for to do good. many find you generous and stalwart -- but melancholy. you are the keeper. you are the ungrudging. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of brown, beige, hickory, and garnet, who share your profound determination. you are also drawn to the flamboyant magenta and gold, who will help you grow and show you how to follow your heart without guilt. however, you may struggle to get along with the self-focused personalities of royal and crimson who rarely compromise.
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let me tell you a very relatable thing.
you open your camera for a selfie but saw a snot in your nose
ajakakkakakkajja
WHAT????? 😭😭😭😭 DUDE WTH 😭😭😭
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I hope that when you die, you'll go to hell 👎
this much of an overreaction just because you got a little scared 😂 the way you screamed lmao
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tooru kitty 👀
very cute kitty 👀🤏🏻 (〃´o｀)=3
anyway since I was using tumblr from website they literally translated your username to depression /sadness 😭😭
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What I want || Gojo Satoru
This... he thought... is what I want.
— fluff (?) slice of life. 1.2k+
Gojo opened his right hand and felt sunrays pressed against his palm. He thought, "that's how your touch feels too." Warm and alive. He thought, "I want to feel like this always." Warm and alive. He doesn't know what he want exactly. But he has a very vague picture of it.
Waking up everyday to your face digging in his chest. The smell of your shampoo weighing in the air. Your smile the first thing to look at and your voice the first thing to hear before the world starts to screech. Before his alarm starts to screech. Before the day unfold...
He's sitting in a park having no idea where to go. He's jumping from one thought to another. He doesn't know what he want exactly. But he has this very unclear wish to take you to the beach every Sunday or take you out to gaze at the stars and watch all the lights coming from them shining in your eyes. He want to stand at the top of the world and laugh at how small it feels against this thing thumping in the left corner of his chest. You beside him. Laughing with him. Making the stale city winds jealous because they don't know where to go while he do; to you...
It has been years and he hadn't figured out what he want exactly. But when he closes his blue eyes, the idea of a small house and a dog or a cat and you in your messy bun and he in his lazy shorts sounds so much real to him. He would love to spend his holidays like this. Doing nothing with you. Just scrolling the recipe book for hours and hours and ending up ordering boxes of pizza in the end and thinking, "oh, what a nice waste of time."
This... he thought... is what I want.
Nothing but everything. All with you...
He opened his eyes and felt his phone buzz. A random message lit up his screen. Time made another shift. The sun on the sky keep on dissolving. This all has happened yesterday too. But yesterday... nothing was as beautiful as it's today. He don't know why's that so. But what he knew is this:
he stood up from the park bench. Stowed his phone deep in his pocket. Smiled at a kid in a way that made the kid smile back at him too. Kicked a football. Heard a group of teenage boys groan. Got in his car and drove himself away.
The sunset chasing him. Your face burning beautifully in his head. The taste of your kisses playing on his lips as he kept on thinking and thinking about what he'll say to you. How will he say to you? That... he wants a life and he wants it with you. Do you want it too? A life with him...?
When he pulled in the parking of your workplace, he saw how sun was shining down exactly where you stood talking to someone you might have introduced him to but too bad that he forget their name. Was it Martha, Kel or Timmy? He don't know. But what he do was you turning to look at him. Your lips moving up in a smile. Making his hands slip out of the pockets of his trousers and making him lean away from his car.
He watched you bid the other person goodbye. He watched you moving towards him. It's an exaggeration ofcourse. But he would pick the smell of your shampoo from this far too. And when you stepped closer in the radius of his vibes, he thought he caught your heart beating when in real, it was his...
"You look beautiful." He replied to your, "hello" like this. Making you chuckle and stow a shopping bag in his hand. "What's this?" he quizzed and you said, "I went to the mall in lunchtime and saw this hoodie. Thought it will look good on you."
"Thank you." He went blank.
"Don't be stupid." You chuckled again. Shuffling closer to leave a kiss on his nose. "Let's go home."
"Yours or mine?"
"Mine."
"Wish we had a place we can call ours."
"Are you asking me to move in with you?" you smiled in question as he opened the door to the front seat for you. For a second he didn't say anything. But then he was like, "yes..."
"As girlfriend and boyfriend in live-in relationship?"
"No... as husband and wife in marriage."
This time it was your turn to go blank. You watched the color rise to his cheeks. He cleared his throat and was quick to look away from your face. It wasn't how he planned to ask you to—
"Satoru..."
"I'm sorry."
"Hear me."
"I know it's gonna be no."
"Don't jump to conclusion."
"But..."
"I love you."
"Yes. But not enough to marry a guy who fart on your face and always eat your dessert and leaves things here and there."
You opened your mouth to say something but when nothing came from it, he said, "see." And looked on the verge to cry.
"What if I would really say no?" you took a second to break the silence slithering in between you two.
He replied to this with, "I would die of sadness."
"And if I said yes?"
"I would die of happiness."
"Then... prepare to die of happiness."
He jerked his head to look at you. You smiled big and he thought that even the dying sun brightened. "Gojo Satoru," you laughed, "you're never going to be rejected by me. Get it?"
The bewilderment on his face begin to soften. His raised brows move back in his place. The confusion started to melt. He laughed slightly. And said, "I knew you were going to say yes. There's no reason you can turn down a fine man like me."
If it was any other day, you would have kicked him in his balls and tied him to the back of his car and dragged him down all the way to his apartment. But... today was different. Today was beautiful.
"Let's go..." you smiled, getting in the seat. He closed the door after you and snuck in his white head to leave a kiss on your cheek. "Thank you..." you breathed.
"Don't be stupid." He repeated your words from before. Left only to come back in the driver's seat. Put on the belt. Grinned at you. Fixed the mirror and hit the gas. It all has happened yesterday too. But yesterday it wasn't as beautiful as it's today. The smiles on your faces. The glow on your cheeks. Summer winds coming in from the windows. Sound of your clothes fluttering.
Gojo looked at you. You were looking outside. He felt his heart growing bigger and bigger in his chest. Making room for more days like today. Dusting the corners and wiping the old photo frames. Fixing the lights. There's so much brightness in here. He felt like he drank the sun.
"Today I realized what I want from this life."
"Oh yeah?" you turned to him. "What is it?"
"The thing that you can see in my sunglasses."
It was your face.
*:･ﾟ✧ thank you so much for reading! it's my 1st time writing for him and it's greatly inspired by the 1st quote of this beautiful web weave!
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I MADE YOU A MOODBOARD BASED ON THIS TEMPLATE!!
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OMG THANK YOU!!!!!
IT'S SO PRETTY 😭😭🩷🩷
everything is my fav here too 🥹
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lol, I found this really cute picrew ♡
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Vitamin U || Oikawa Tooru
some vitamins are important. other— plainly essential
— slice of life. established relationship. 1.0k+
Doctors visit with a volleyball player?
They're always equal to—
"Severe Vitamin B12 deficiency, hence the restless limbs." The doc will say.
Oikawa sitting beside you snort. "I'm a volleyball player." He will smirk and you'll sigh.
"Low RBC count, mild anaemia." Doctor flipped the reports, his experienced eyes running like a printer scan on the papers.
Oikawa sitting beside you snorts again. He said, "if you don't know, I'm a volleyball player."
"High level of HCl in the stomach, hence the acidity."
"For the love of God, doc, I'm a Volleyball player—"
"Tooru."
It's your voice. Teetering on the edge of impatience. You slipped your boyfriend of several years a deathly glare and he visibly fell silent.
"Can you please wait outside the cabin?" After his 10th "I'm a Volleyball player" you found yourself taking the matter in your hands. "I don't think Doc needs you anymore. He can explain the prescription to me, right, Doc?"
The elderly man nodded earnestly, himself fed up with the "Volleyball player" sitting across from him with a girlfriend he wondered how a childish man like him bagged.
"Very nice." You smiled. "Now, Tooru, out you go."
The brown haired man in his late twenties groaned. He scrapped the chair back. Stood up on his lanky legs. His hoodie, clearly oversized, hanging on his frame as he looked at the doctor and parted his lips to say what the elder man could get before the words left him.
"I'm a—"
"Tooru."
A huff. "Yes, sweetheart." He cooed. "I'm going. Yes, I'm going. A volleyball player is going."
And the volleyball player left the room. Both you and the doctor sighed. "I'm sorry." You said. "He think he's invincible just because he's a Volleyball player."
"I..." the doc trailed. "...can guess." He cleared his throat. "How do you handle him?" Was a question he asked and was a question that made you sigh and think of all the time Oikawa Tooru has fallen sick.
He's an insufferable entity in sickness. A moody kid. A high maintenance girlfriend. A stubborn grandpa and an irritated granny. Sometimes, when you imagine your wedding day and when you imagine giving him your vows, you always skip that, "in sickness and in health" part because— no. No!
Anything but a medically challenged Oikawa Tooru, please.
That day, after leaving the doctor's clinic, you and Oikawa found yourselves in your apartment that's a little down the town in Tokyo. Your boyfriend sitting on a kitchen chair with his arms folded over his chest, looking up at you with his baggy, dark-circled eyes. "Don't they let you sleep in Argentina?" It was the first thing you asked him the day you drove down to pick him from the airport. And he remembered replying with, "I don't have you in Argentina."
You started crying then. "Shit." He said. "I hate you." You breathed. He hugged you tight and smiled against the top of your head. "I hate you too..."
"What's up with all this attitude, Tooru?" placing the bottles upon bottles of vitamins one by one on the table, you find yourself asking and him answering with an eye roll.
"I don't believe in all this allopathic shit." He grumbled and you snorted.
"Tell me a thing," you smiled softly and said, "when you get injured in the volleyball court, do a Ved from India comes to cure your wounds with green herbs?"
"(Y/n), please." The ball of brown hair and brown eyes sighed irritatingly. "I'm not in the mood to tackle some logical riddles."
"Tooru."
"Okay!" He threw his head towards you, you didn't startle a bit. "No." He spat. "No Ved from India comes to tend my injuries. It's always some ointments and sprays and shit made by those white lab coat freaks that heal my wounds. Happy?"
"What are you thinking?"
At this, Oikawa frowned.
"What's going on in your mind? Speak it up." Placing the last of the bottle, you met his eyes and noted how the twinkles in them are gone. Those big, white dots that would occupy them all day long. Flickering like stars. Twinkling like stars. Burning bright like stars. Oikawa Tooru is a star. Your favourite star.
"Last year..." he severed the eye contact and looked down on the table. "...when I had an MRI, they said nothing was wrong with my reports. But then... why did I feel like there's no electrons or protons in there?"
You didn't reply. Because Oikawa Tooru wasn't done yet.
"It wasn't a neurological thing. It was a psychological thing. It was a love thing."
He took out his hands that were balled at their best in the pockets of his hoodies and placed them before him on the table. In one of them, there was a small bottle. Its color pink.
"I ran out of my stock of Vitamin U. Hence, the emptiness in my brain."
A soft laugh left your lips. He met your eyes again and in the brown galaxy of them, you watched two baby stars hatching so very slowly.
"I don't need those medicines, (y/n). I need you—"
"And Vitamin B12."
"No. Only you. In sickness, and in health..."
It's the end of the match season. Oikawa is at home. In Japan. In Tokyo. With you. "I can rest now..." he whispered on his first night in a year with you. You in his arms. The shiny award he won for his excellent performance nothing but a dark shadow in the gloom of the night. Nothing burns as beautifully as your skin. Shrouded with sweat and love. Cheers of millions of fans fading from his mind. Just your breaths. Your slow breaths. Your beautiful breaths. Resonating in every atom of his body.
What is he without you? Oikawa Tooru, Argentina, number 13. But with you, he is Tooru, Japan and number 1 of his old school jersey tucked lovingly somewhere beneath yours and his clothes that are back in the cupboard and will stay there for at least six more months.
Six months. Not enough. Not at all. But by the end of it, he'll be recharged. High on Vitamin U. All his depression cured. All his homesickness kissed. All the scabs on his volleyball hands healed. He'll be okay. Now he's with you. He'll be okay.
"I'll be okay..."
You snuggled close to his chest, he smiled softly in the dark. Both of you silver under the glow of the moon.
"We'll be okay..."
*:･ﾟ✧ thank you so much for reading! I hope you all are taking the shots of your vitamins as well ♡
#!!!!#seriously if he said I'm a volleyball player one more time I'll smack him 😭#he had me in “they don't have you in Argentina” 🥲#but it was so sweet 🥲#it made me miss him even more 🥹#happy birthday you annoying shit 🥹🫶#fic recs#haikyuu x reader
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I got Baji ପ(๑•ᴗ•๑)ଓ ♡
Tokyo Revengers Love Compatibility
fill in your big 5 planets + ascendant to find out the TR man you're most compatible with ♡
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