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thestarstoasun · 1 month
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Will stared at the sight before him with hardly restrained tears glistening in his blue eyes. He was in the infirmary office, a place he spent countless hours of his days, but it was different. Sitting in the chair he normally occupied was his older brother Lee...who had died 3 years ago in the Battle of the Labyrinth.
"Lee?" His voice cracked around the named as a tear slid from his face. The boy, who had the same blonde hair as Will, turned to face him. When Lee was alive, most people joked that if it wasn't for Will's unruly curls and Lee's forest green eyes, they could get away with lying to people that they shared a mother as well.
"Will...what are you doing in here? Shouldn't you be at archery with the others? You've been insistent on Michael helping you get better." His brothers words were so genuinely curious with that concerned tone all of the Apollo kids had called his "fatherly nature."
Will squeezed his eyes shut, forcing a few tears down his face, and shook his head back and forth. "That's not...it's not p-possible." His bottom lip trembled as he clutched onto his orange camp tee-shirt.
Lee gave a sad, caring smile. Will refused to open his eyes. He didn't feel like it would even matter if he did, considering the tears he had been fighting, although not too well, would only blur his vision anyway. "Why isn't it?"
Suddenly, there were two arms wrapped around Will's torso. He threw his arms around his big brother's neck and hid his face. "You're a-all dead...everyone e-except Kayla and Aus-stin." His body trembled as his sobs echoed through the empty infirmary.
Will could hear Lee's sigh and felt the kiss on his forehead moments later. "I know, Sunflower. None of this is real...it's all you."
"Why? This isn't like my nightmares...you're alive.."
"Sunflower, you're dying...you have to make a choice. You could come stay with me, Michael, and our siblings in Elysium-"
Will took a deep breath. That sounded nice. To be with family again. To not have to shoulder all of the responsibilities of being head counselor. To be able to see his big brothers again.
"Or you could go back. You have people to go back to, Will. Kayla, Austin, your mom, Nico."
And the guilt of wishing to cross over kicked in almost instantly at the sound of his sound of his boyfriend's name. "I can't stay with you guys. I can't see you again yet. I have to get back to Nico. He must be so worried."
Lee laughed and pressed his lips to Will's forehead. "All you have to do is wake up, Sunflower. We will all be waiting for you when it's your time, but I'd rather not see my baby brother join Elysium so young."
"I miss you so much. Even if you aren't real, I feel like you are.."
"Wake up, Will."
And blue eyes blinked open to meet worried dark ones.
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blehbiez · 11 months
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bloodlust kugly
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boyfhee · 7 months
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happiest birthday to the loml
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lolathepeacocklord · 2 months
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I heard you like the uh the umm uhh ummmm *disappears with a puff of dust*
I FORGOT TO RESPOND TO THIS THIS WAS SENT LITERALLY AGES AGO IM GOING TO SOB AND CRY AND EXPLODERS…….. this striker means so so much to my heart and soul, she makes me so crazy, she’s so gorgeous, she has a beautiful unique design, she has hooves, she’s my phone Home Screen, like HAIIIIII HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI HEWWOOOOO HALLOOOOO HEYYY HAIIII GOOD MORDINGGG HALLOOOOOO
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itoshi-s · 1 year
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zari!! What do you think abt anterograde amnesiac reader who kept on calling her (ex) boyfriend sae bc she still thinks that they’re happily together???
Sae, most of the time, doesn’t entertain her calls bc he is too busy with football (and the timezone’s fcked), but when he does, he makes sure to tell her that they’re not together anymore. That’s bc he believes that he already have zero feelings for the reader—after all, he chose his career over their relationship, leaving her behind to pine for him (that strong attachment was the reason why he was the first person she looked for after waking up from her coma).
But why is her number still saved in his contacts? Why did he get so jealous when he saw reader talking to a guy that’s not him when he passed by the cafe they frequently visited before? Why does it seem like after arriving in japan, he wanted to extend his vacation and properly talk to her and explain…things (he actually has no clue what to say to her)?
So love ur works!!! Thank you in advance for reading my ask and i hope you have a great day ❤️
P.S. this brainrot is inspired by this song hihi https://open.spotify.com/track/4twllsTUoTAFxiVeq3bNjq?si=Z0sYiE9hRZaICD0Q24bvrA
:((((((((((((((( SOBBING AS I TYPE THIS please this is so bittersweet. sae, who thinks he's finally gotten over your breakup, continues w his career and has his full attention on his practice and games again. that's until he gets the first text - he thinks it's by accident at first - but then a few more messages flood in and he thinks someone's just playing a prank on him. it must be. cause first of all, why are you texting him and asking where he's at, if he can come over and bring you some spare clothes and necessities? secondly, what do you mean you're at the hospital? what happened? it's only natural the news worry him, you've been so close for years - and he's not a monster, of course he's going to see you and check in on you. but the second he arrives to the hospital and sees your face light up at the sight of him, head bandaged and frail hand reaching out for his as you tell him that i missed you, where've you been?.. :( he's starting to regret checking the notifs in the first place. if he hadn't, he wouldn't have to deal with breaking your heart all over again.
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nulltune · 11 months
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hakuno has received ... an egg!! that's right, this fragile-seeming, half-phantasmal pod that was nevertheless large enough to take two arms to lift and hold ... was absolute proof that anybody here was not human. a black fog rolls about in the murky, semi-opaque shell, like thick wildfire smoke encased in lighter cigarette fumes. was that nothingness drifting about the center an embyro? regardless, it was up to hakuno to decide what to do with it now. nobody would have blamed her if she handed it off to the authorities in the manner of a dutiful citizen, (after which, it certainly might not see the light of day ever again,) or fed it to a snake just to see what might happen. the enormous pool of blood is quite telling of an unfortunate mishap as well, yet the egg says nothing, its inhabitant fast asleep and subdued. who knew when it might wake up and be born again? who knew what, or even who, it would be born as, into?
unprompted,  always accepting !   @tenkoseiensei  ♡
there had been no issue in transporting the item to her quarters,  though to the unassuming they'd think it to be a workload ill - suited for a lady of her stature,  the size of it merely obscuring her sight,  but such a thing didn't matter when one had the route to their destination memorized perfectly.  there was no delay to her movement speed,  nothing particularly of note.  if anything,  it was the blood that was ...  unpleasant.  ultimately,  it was inconsequential,  but it lingered in the back of her mind faintly.  the scent of iron,  the knowledge that it must've stained her clothes,  it was so much.  that amount must've resulted from—
the plastic bag tied to a close,  the red color on the fabric still prominent against the translucent material, and hakuno tosses it into the bin.  she washes her hands afterwards,  a sigh coming from her as the water runs clear.  her mind is similarly calm,  no longer distracted by what shouldn't have taken that much of her time,  she returns to the task at hand.
temperature,  humidity,  gaseous environment  —  verified.  it is unclear what stage of incubation the egg is at this moment,  but these conditions should be ideal ...
❛   if there is anything not to your liking,  please let me know.   ❜      she blinks at her own voice,  uncharacteristic for her to speak when alone,  thoughts kept all to herself without an issue—  but,  oh.  vacant eyes turning to the egg  ( carefully kept in an impromtu and specially made area ) ,  cool caramel eyes blink once more.  to already be recognised as a presence by her should signify a sign of life;  at the embryotic stage,  at the very least. 
this was something she should've confirmed at the scene where she'd first stumbled upon it,  but even she could've picked up on the vague sense of a lingering threat.  ‘ instincts ’  had seemed to kick in at that moment,  and although bringing along this large egg was not the ideal choice to make in such a situation,  the thought of leaving it behind was out of the question.
and now that the two of them are within safety,  it seemed that she was able to speak with more ease;  that was the logical conclusion to be made,  anyway.       ❛   do you know what it was that caused that—   ❜       recalling that sight,  hakuno's mouth briefly presses into a thin line.       ❛   —blood spill ?   ❜       it may be out of her field of concern,  but she'll look into it.  though at this moment,  first priority comes to  ...  her guest.
it is ...   what is it,  exactly ?   it looks somewhat ominous,  if she were like a regular person  /  human,  perhaps that would be the conclusion made.  with how she is though,  she merely accepts that as an aspect of this creature  —  the murkiness of its shell covering what lay beneath,  she wondered if it was hiding.  idle thoughts don't last long,  thoughts turning to trying to find out just what this embryo was  —  as it was right now,  she'll have to make do with what little she knew and ensure that the conditions were right for its sake.
it's unlikely.  but,  the possibility of—  being able to hear the sounds and noise of the world around you,  being able to hear everyone,  yet to be unable to utter a single word.  that is ...  so unbearably lonely.  taking a seat next to it,  she faces forward in the same polite way of sitting,  hands folded neatly by her lap.  though her side gaze lingered upon the ..  individual.        ❛   i apologise,  if you are speaking right now,  i'm afraid i cannot hear you.   ❜       what is she even doing ...  well,  to bombard the egg with questions in the first place was odd.  ( not to mention,  rude .. )       ❛   if you would like,  please feel free to speak as much as you'd like when i am able to listen.   ❜
shifting slightly in her position.       ❛   and,  if you have the intellectual capability for it in the future,  please do tell me what it's like—  to be born.   ❜       how curious,  even without any ties connecting the two,  hakuno found that the outcome of the egg perishing was incredibly  ...  unsatisfactory.  could this be the miracle of a life ?       ❛   i wouldn't know.   ❜       i was made,  after all.  whether her creation brought  ‘ joy ’  or  ‘ sadness ’  or maybe nothing at all,  she wouldn't know.  it doesn't matter.  not anymore.
eyes crinkling just a bit,  hakuno resists the urge to pat the egg  —  contact is unnecessary,  lest she do so to turn it for the sake of the incubation process.  instead,  her mind wanders within her still frame.  who are you ?   what are you ?   even without the answers,  she tilts her head to face it fully,  a vague flicker of warmth in the still pools of her eyes.
❛   you have a long life ahead,  i hope you may soon hatch to live it.   ❜
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rewh0re · 6 months
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Ik it's not a lot but thank you for 300 🫶🏼🫶🏼
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garoujo · 1 year
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IT'S SO GREAT TO SEE TUMBLR USER GAROUJO BACK ON MY DASH !!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU !
PLS THE WAY IM GIGGLING AT THIS ASK TUMBLR USER GAROUJO LOVES U TUMBLR USER AIZUMIE <333 W MY WHOLE HEART 2 !!! IM HERE 2 THROW NAGI OVER DASH AGAIN LIKE CONFETTI !!!
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woozi · 6 months
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YZAAA DAYYYYY??? IS IT BECAUSE JEONGHAN DROPPED NEW COLLARBONE, ARMS AND SHOULDER PICS SO ITS SECOND BIRTHDAY BY DEFAULT, I STILL HAVE YOUR NOTIFS ON AND I LOOKED AT MY PHONE LIKE 👀 MAYBE I GOTTA GET BACK ON HERE FOR THE YZATENT, HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYY HEHEHEH <333 BUT ALSO HAVE YOU HEARD THE HIGHLIGHT MELODY BECAUSE MONSTER SOUNDS REAL ASS SHAKEY I CAN ALREADY FEEL IT PHANTOM FALLING OFF HEIRHEODJDIDJDJFJ
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rolangf · 7 months
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Bestie give me some Nicole lore 👀✨♥️ maybe we can set up a lil date for her and Jace!!!!
HEY BESTIE i’ve had this chilling in my askbox waiting for when i have some inspo and now is the time so!!
first of all— YES! nic and jace would get along swimmingly!! nicole would think jace is so fun and down to clown and that’s what nic needs more than anything. she collects besties like they’re pokemon cards
nic is Rambunctious as all hell like. literally nobody likes hanging out with her sometimes because she is just Too Much to handle on the social spectrum— she’s friendly and loud and rattles the bars of her own enclosure all the time waiting for someone to Let Her Out (jace would do this. and then nic would attach herself to jace’s hip)
all this to hide how insanely empty she is inside but don’t worry she is living laughing and loving. for the most part 💔💔💔💔
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thestarstoasun · 2 months
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A short drabble of Will & the Apollo kids + a sprinkle of angst
PROMPT: Michael,Lee and the other apollo campers realizing the new tiny blonde kid in the hermes cabin is the son of the Naomi Solace and freaking out.
(A/N: I very loosely followed the prompt in the end)
It wasn’t surprising when the new camper, a small blonde boy with blue eyes, named Will Solace ended up in the infirmary. The first time Lee had treated Will he had been walked in by Maron, a satyr Lee knew brought back tons of demigods, covered in marks from where Stymphalian birds had attacked him. At the time, Will hadn’t said much to him, or anyone else, but he listened well. “It’s nothing too bad. Here,” Lee placed a small piece of ambrosia in Will’s hand with a gentle smile, “this will help you feel better. Just eat that and you’ll be feeling as good as new in no time.” Lee ruffled Will’s hair and walked over to check on a nasty cut that Sherman Yang of the Ares Cabin had gotten during training.
That had been two weeks ago. Will remained unclaimed by his godly parent, while it was disappointing (but unsurprising), several campers including Michael Yew did their best to cheer him up. Hermes and Apollo were at archery together, a new concept that Chiron had suggested. While two different cabins were put together for activities, all of the campers knew the real hope was that the Gods would find promise in one of their unclaimed children during an activity and claim them.
As it turned out, Will was better than other campers with a bow and arrow, though just barely above bar by Apollo standards. Michael found himself drifting over to the boy to help him more and more throughout the session. “You're stance is good, but you need to work on focusing your aim at your target. Why don't you try setting the bow down and throwing the arrow to see if that helps?” He suggested.
Will let out a huff of air and kicked at the ground beneath his feet. “What if I'm just really bad? I'm not even good at holding a sword!” His voice wavered with emotion as his eyes welled with tears. Michael couldn't help but feel bad for him. Unlike most campers, he had been claimed his first day after shooting an apple off of Luke Castellan's head. (If asked, he would swear it was an accident, but some other campers seemed to disagree.)
“Look, Will, I can't say what you'll be good at and what you won't, as your godly parent hasn't claimed you.” The younger boy sniffled and focused his attention on the ground. “But what I can say is that not every demigod is good at the same stuff. I can barely heal to save my life. Yeah, I can give someone nectar and ambrosia, watch over them, give them mortal medicine, all that jazz, but I don't have Lee or my big sister, Juliet's, skill in medicine.” This made Will's eyes widen in shock, because all of the Apollo children were so gifted. (Luke told him it was because their father was the God of a bunch of stuff.)
“My Mama says that everyone has their own skills.” Will spoke up after a few minutes of twisting the hem of his shirt in his fists.
“Your mama sounds very wise.” Michael smiled and picked up the bow Will had been using.
“She is! She's a musician!” Michael noticed how Will's blue eyes seemed to move like the sky when he mentioned his mom. He figured just because he didn't have the best relationship with his own at a young age, the same didn't have to be for all demigods.
“Oh? What's her name? Maybe I know of her.”
“Naomi Solace.” Michael almost choked at the proud tone, not that it wasn't completely appropriate. Naomi Solace was an absolute icon in the music industry. Their head counselor, Sam - a warm, ivory guy who stood at 5 '11, who would be leaving after this summer, had brought a ton of her records and CD's from home to keep in the cabin.
“Seriously? You're Naomi Solace's son!?” The other Apollo kids turned their heads in excitement and began to crowd around them. Will just nodded his head nervously, afraid he had said something wrong.
“That's fucking awesome! We all love her!” Catherine, an umber toned Apollo girl with heterochromia, spoke up.
“Will is still a child, watch your tongue, Cathy.” Sam scolded with a fond, exasperated expression. Will found himself bursting out into a fit of giggles. He had heard much worse while on the road with his mother, but he appreciated the sentiment nonetheless.
“You have totally got to introduce us one day, little buddy.” Another Apollo child, who Will had forgotten the name of, spoke up. The children of the sun God had never been anything but welcoming, so after pretending to think about it for a minute Will grinned widely. “Alright, just remember your manners.”
The rest of the day, the Apollo cabin borrowed, or rather stole, Will so he could join them in their activities. While the boy enjoyed the company of the Hermes kids, he felt a sense of belonging that he couldn't place when he was laughing alongside the talented Apollo children. That night at dinner, instead of offering his food to Hermes, he sent an offering to the God of the Sun.
Please, I don't know if I am your son or not, but I really hope I am. I know I may not be as great as Michael or Catherine, but I feel connected to them. They feel like home….like mama…like sunshine.
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pocima · 8 months
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The song and the MV need two separate appreciation posts
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farewell-in-veil · 1 year
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ether is my poor meow meow and i love them sm and i
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kairiscorner · 9 months
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HELLOOOO I JUS STARTED READING YOUR WORKS AND i have been OBSESSED !!!!!
COULD I REQ a e1610!miles x fem!reader, where it’s a bit of a she fell first he fell harder sitch? reader and miles are pretty close friends and reader has been crushing on them for as long as she remembers 😅 miles DOES have feelings but he brushes them off as “just friends feelings”. they could have a bit of an argument cozzzzzz reader was getting mixed signals from miles 😢😢 but then once he does realize his actual feelings, he plans a little something to ask reader if he can court her? (filo!reader twist ? 🧐)
THANK YEW SM !! 🤞⭐️💘
HIII THANK YOU !! OMG WAIT I LOVE THIS?????? my second favorite trope after the "he fell first" one >:)) OK I HOPE THIS IS ANY GOOD !!
(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)
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we're truly, utterly, pretty much just friends
summary: you have loved miles for the longest time, and guess what? he likes you a lot, too. he wasn't sure at first, though. he joked about it a lot, until you had enough, now he has to come clean and admit everything to you.
word count: 1,200
oh the pain of being in love with your best friend, it's excruciating. nothing is more suffocating than being in close proximity with the boy who has your whole heart wrapped around his finger with him being none the wiser. you two have known each other practically all your lives, and for most of it... you've spent it admiring him, finding all kinds of reasons to keep falling for and loving him in ways you never thought were possible. when high school came around, you wondered if it would be worth it to tell him your feelings; surely, you wouldn't be affected if he didn't like you... right?
oh, who were you kidding? it'd hurt like falling from the sky and landing in an active volcano's magma chamber. like hell you were ever admitting your feelings to him, you wanted to keep the status quo. why would anything that wasn't broken need fixing, right? you kept up the act of being his 'closest friend' that truly loved him, in all ways, but at a distance. you felt a suffocating catharsis with him, a contradiction that haunted you whenever you felt your heart flutter when you two were together, and you feared that so badly.
you wanted to stop feeling this weirdly about him, especially when he told you he thought of you practically as family. it made you feel like you were betraying him for falling for him. well little did you know... he's betrayed you too, then, in that sense. miles has always found you amazing, just overall wonderful company and the best friend he could ever ask for. you always take care of him when he doesn't feel okay, you always listen when he has to blow off some steam, and your touch against his... it feels electrifying, it feels like home.
he does get confused sometimes why he feels a little hot in the face when you look at him for a beat too long, or why he has the urge to want to wrap his arm around your shoulders, lay his head on one of them, too, maybe... wait, why is he thinking this? he hadn't really thought of you like that before, or has he? when he pictures doing things like that with his other friends, they feel alright, but not exactly the right kind of alright he feels with you. "i just... i just care about them a lot. yeah, they're just, they just mean that much to me." he'd tell himself when he overthinks it sometimes.
but sometimes, those feelings of his take over, and sometimes, he'll do things that make your heart beat a whole lot quicker. he'd sometimes compliment you unironically for no reason, even if you didn't change anything about yourself. he'd joke about what a pretty couple you two would look like, though he'd tell it was a joke, he meant nothing by it and he'd say sorry if it put you off. 'he should be sorry for giving me hope every time,' you'd think to yourself in frustration.
you weren't exactly angry about him showing you so much affection--you were angry because he gave you hope, every time, that he'd like you back--only to be greeted with a punch in the stomach as he brushed them off as 'jokes'. you had the last straw when miles made yet another 'joke' about him falling for you. "it's just... you're quite a catch, okay? you're pretty, smart, strong too. now, i'm not saying i do like you, it's just--" "can you stop?" you asked with a stern voice as miles immediately stopped talking when you cut him off mid-sentence. your eyebrows were furrowed together angrily as you looked at his concerned expression. "what did i do?" he asked you, genuinely unsure of what he did to warrant your anger. "that. it's that obliviousness of yours. don't you get it? you're... you're giving me..." you decided not to finish that thought, in fear that you would give yourself away.
you cussed under your breath as miles bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from saying sorry, because he knew you hated it when 'sorry' is all one can say while you were chewing them out. miles gently put a hand on your shoulder, and with a hung head and an absolutely anxious mind... he went out with it. "...i like you. so much." he admitted, placing emphasis on every syllable, hoping it sank in to you that he likes you the way you have always liked him.
he darts his eyes from your feet to his as he shuffles them a little out of anxiety, and he sighs as he looks up at your flustered face, trying to sound confident, sure of himself, but he was everything but that--and it showed. "i didn't think i'd... actually be in love when i thought about you like that, those... those thoughts i shared with you. you know, the... the 'me dating you' ones, the 'oh, you're so darn pretty, smart, strong, and everything' ones... the... 'i kinda wanna ask you out ones'... yeah... i just realized recently it meant... i like you." he said as his voice quieted and softened, as a small smile cracked on his face as he felt it growing hotter and hotter the longer he spoke.
"if you'll let me, and this is not a joke this time... if you'll let me, can i... can i court you?" he asked you in the softest voice he could muster, so scared of what you'd say. he poured his whole heart out to you, hoping you understood, hoping you'd say yes... "morales, i am going to hit you." you threatened him lightly as you tried to take your shoe off, feeling your own face get flustered as he chuckled. "i'll take it, just... i want to earn your love, i wanna do it right." he said as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. "...is it bad you earned it long ago already?" you asked him, which caused his eyes to widen as he pulled back a little.
"wait, so you mean to tell me that--" before he could even finish, you planted a kiss on his lips. it was brief, it was abrupt, but all the love you pent up for him over the years was put into that very kiss. you still looked angry at him, and rightfully so, for causing you so much excitement that he'd like you back only to just recently realize it. "you'll buy me lunch today, morales." you said as you took his hand and began to trudge forward with him following, smiling all the while and getting super excited for what this meant for the both of you. "i'd buy you lunch every day, walk you home, cuddle up with you if you wanted... i'd make every day about you, that's what i mean when i say i wanna court you, mahal." he said as he interlocked his hand in your own, which made you super flustered, but you wanted to keep it under wraps--gotta make him pay for giving you so much hope from back then, of course.
a/n: MY BOYYYYYY
tags !! @k4tsu3 @luvstarrstruck @toneystank-3000 @ii01vq @maxoloqy @solecitoszn @q2ie @zalayni
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nulltune · 9 months
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unprompted,  always accepting !   @elderjia  ♡
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❛    ... yes ?  if you have something to say,  please put it to words.   ❜       the usual scowl of jia huan is hard enough to read,  but this one is—  somewhat different.  hm.  could it be that he couldn't find the words to use ?  he can certainly say some stuff(TM) though ...  so just what could it be,  what left him in such a state ?   hm ...  to assume things weren't like her,  but.  this might be the case ?  it is quite possible,  certainly quite possible.
and if jia huan did not wish to vocalize it,  then she would respect that to the best of her abilities.  she has to ask,  that much is a must,  but hakuno kishinami would do so in a smaller voice.  going so far as to raise a palm to shield the words from any potential prying eyes or ears,  she inquires in a whisper:      ❛   —tummyache ?   ❜
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nanaslutt · 8 days
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1. why am i terrified… i feel like ur coming to get me LMAOOO
3. A STACKKKK???? ^.^ WE ALL KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE MONEYS
6. i lauv writing for shoko she’s so babygirl i just wanna kiss and smooch all over her pretty face ☹️
so glad you guys eat up my smaus because i try and cook them up well for yew ^.^ the smau i’m posting tomorrow is gonna be soooo cute too so i hope you like it
getting some cuter/crack smaus done between the smutty ones bcs they’re sm fun to make
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