oooouhhh riya was right about the laventon pic on the board in the history class… oooughhhhhh………….
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hey hey! im trying to get into the fandom, so are there any tips you have?
-f40py
OOC: YOU
*POINTS FINGER AT YOU*
I KNOW YOU. UR MY BEST FRIEND.
And here is some tips!! (from Ragatha) If you want to get into the TADC fandom try and interact with some people! Like TADC roleplay blogs, some of the kids, and just people who like it in general!! I know some really good RP blogs!! If you'd like them just tell me! And if tumblr is not your style try tiktok, instagram, etc. Just know tumblr doesn't have to be your source. There are many other people who like TADC on other platforms too! But if you are looking for RP try going on some discord servers and tumblr of course!!
Hope this helps!!
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Going through the tag and seeing my own posts jumpscare
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“Gimme a kiss,” Atsumu murmurs, deep voice low in your ear. His hands are on your hips, fingers digging into the softness of your skin.
You pull him away from you, hands cupping his face and thumb running along his cheek in the way you know he likes. You raise an eyebrow, smiling softly, “I’m wearing lipstick, you know.” This causes his eyes to drop to your lips, gaze hungry, suddenly reminded of the fact.
“So?” he asks, eyes flicking from yours and back to your lips. “Let everyone know I belong ta ya.”
“You’re going to walk around with my lips printed on your face?”
He nods eagerly, ducking to bury his face in your neck. “I’d be the happiest man alive if I got ta walk around like that.”
This makes you laugh, your heart melt, and you reposition your arms around his shoulders to squeeze him closer to you. “You’re going to be late for practice, ‘Tsumu.”
“Just one kiss, baby. Even if it's on the cheek.”
You sigh, but you know that he knows you’re only faking your reluctance. “Kay.”
He pulls away from you, giving you his right cheek, and tapping his pointer finger against it with a giddy smile. You make sure to dramatize your actions, making an amplified noise when pulling away, laughing when he gives you his other cheek, and repeating your actions until he finally lowers his mouth to yours.
He makes sure to deepen the kiss and only chases after you when you pull away, giving you little pecks and placing kisses all around your face, playfully biting your nose when it scrunches in fake disdain. When he finally separates from you, you take notice of the bright red lip marks on his cheeks, and the red tint left on his lips that are stretched into a grin.
“How do I look?”
“Like you are definitely mine.”
His smile widens. “Great. ‘Xactly what I was goin’ for.”
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