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Peppermint Leap stimboard :3
🧁 🧁 🧁 / 🧁 🧁 🧁 / 🧁 🧁 🧁
#mlp#my little pony#peppermint leap#mlp cupcakes#creepypasta#mine#cw blood#stim#red#pink#gems#food#cupcakes#white
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#mlp#my little pony#mlp g4#peppermint leap#princess cadence#stickers#canon#oc#fan made#made by me#my stuff
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they are siblings!!!!!! yes i make the rules!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#oc: shinon#rival arven#pokemon scvi#digital doodle#tstac#can u guys believe arvens names are all from mints......... pepper is actually from peppermint..................... son boy son boy#shinon on her way to back up another friend as they confront their terrible mother#i swear. after [EVENTS] arven is just. hes going to get legally adopted by shinons mom. you are a yanagi now young man.#this was a quick doodle really...... which is why theyre both kind of off model. but i needed to get this idea out of my brain ive been#thinking about this all day. shinon can and will run and leap at everyone she cares about to hug them#tstac: sky#tstac: aftermath
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Hello I saw your Alpha Ghost x Omega reader fics and I was wondering what if reader was an alpha and Ghost was the Omega
(If you can make reader a timber wolf and make it fluff no smut)
Aw, I love making these things. You'll get all the fluff.
Alpha!Reader x Omega!Ghost
Omega!Ghost who actually was very sheltered about telling people he was an Omega. He didn't tell anyone for a long time and went through years just to try and hide it.
Omega!Ghost who after being captured and held by Roba couldn't help seeing his body as nothing but an object, wanting to hide it more.
The generational shame that came with being an Omega and wanting to hide himself continued for many years that he was like this.
Alpha!Reader whose distinct senses and abilities made them a prime recruit for the military. Joining without incident and pushing through rank.
Omega!Ghost whose been used to hiding so long the feelings he's attempted to keep dormant deep down bubble back up slowly when he sees you.
Your capable, your strong, your scent hits his nose and it's like his knees are weak and he can't get enough.
Alpha!Reader who sees the big lieutenant and it's honestly scary to see him looming and watching you. He's an alpha probably, making sure you don't cause shit for the others.
Alpha!Reader and omega!Ghost don't get too close yet, Ghosts intense heat blockers keep most of his identity a mystery. If anyone got so close as to figure it out that was an accomplishment.
Alpha!reader who starts trying to prove themselves for the alpha watching every day.
Price can only laugh, looking over at Ghost whose watching behind the mask with the lovesick eyes of a puppy finding a new owner. "Do they know?"
"No."
Price looks back at you, flexing your hardest and trying your best to impress. "Didn't think so."
Omega!Ghost who is relishing the attention. He knows you're showing off for him, and whether he will admit it or not, he likes it. He enjoys watching you flex your muscles and show off the wolfish side of yourself.
This gander goes on for a while between the two. Ghost watches as he feels that Omega inside him purrs and leaps. Like a cat awake from a nap ready to stretch its back legs and take off.
Alpha!reader who's tired, a day of showing off to the man who won't even speak to you. They head back to their common area and whose there?
Omega!Ghost whose finding that his omega is much more prone to cuddling than he remembered. Snuggled up in a blanket watching whatever was on tv.
"Sir, lieutenant." You attempted to greet casually as you sat down. The taste of peppermint and lemon citrus. The scent makes your stomach twist and your head whip around.
Omega!Ghost who could care less hunkered in his blanket like a turtle poking his head from his shell while your instincts stir and confusion sets in.
Ghost is very used to your scent because he smelled it first. But as you smell this new smell you realize it's coming from him.
Alpha!reader who realizes the man you've wanted to impress all this time has been an omega. Which, honestly? Not a bad thing. Not at all.
Omega!Ghost smells your growing scent, looking over at you. Your scent swarms the room like a thick cloud. And you look over at him. His pupils expand and close, as if trying to resist relaxing into the presence.
Alpha!Reader who lets the scent fill the air and swarm his nose. You smell of woods, fresh dirt and the familiar smell of a mutt wet from the river.
"You think this is that easy?" He asks curiously as he flips through his book.
You watch his fluid motions, seeing the way his fingers grasp so gently at the pages. You look at his face, seeing his beautiful lashes casting over his brown eyes.
"I didn't realize I'd have to be chasing you.."
"Does that turn you off??" He asks, and looks to you briefly.
Your canines show behind a smile. You reach your hand over and rub his thigh, feeling the muscle tense under the subtle touch. "No, no it doesn't at all." You reply, moving boldly closer to him.
Omega!Ghost usually didn't let people into his space, but hell, you'd worked your ass off for it. "Mm." He replied and you snuggled up to him, your hand drifting around his lap to capture his waist. When that didn't make him move, you nuzzled his scent glands, shifting his mask and giving them an experimental lick.
Ghost jumped, his cheeks going bright red. "That's enough you- mutt."
"Ouch, Ghost... You like it."
Alpha!Reader who proceeds to gently groom Ghost. Ghost hadn't ever been groomed before. Maybe the occasions head scratches from Price but this was... So much different.
Omega!Ghost who can't help whining for your attention and affections. His resolve is slowly crumbling beneath him as your smell is the tip of the treat. He's held it off as long as he could, now he just needs the experience he's missed out on from people he can trust.
Alpha!Reader doesn't pull his mask up too high, but enough to lick and kiss around his neck and shoulders. There was no intention of lust behind them, merely to help his shoulders relax with warm, sweet lips tending to them.
Omega!Ghost who sinks into it, nuzzling against you. Every instinct in his body he'd pushed down for years over years pooling out in an instant. His trust issues scream at him, and he partly pulls away. "Keep your hands where I can see them... Mutt." He mumbled, attempting to make it clear where his line drew.
Alpha!Reader who fits him in their arms, nuzzling him. As any wolf would, you continued to groom him. "I wouldn't do anything you wouldn't want." Ghost is completely lax. Whatever you did... Fuck you did it right.
Something felt so... New. It felt like your arms were a barrier between him and everything else. Your arms kept him safe, your scent, your presence, this was safety.
Alpha!reader who watches his eyes so effortlessly flutter closed. They nudge his cheek and press a quick kiss to the mask, feeling their heart jump for joy.
"We'll take it slow ... But I think I've found what makes you tick." You chuckle, seeing him fully blissed out, getting a mere taste of what true safety feels like. After years of hiding, worrying and screaming. You've given him just a smidge of what he could have with you.
Safety and companionship.
#simon ghost riley#simon riley#cod mw2#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley x reader#call of duty#simon ghost x reader#simon riley x you#alpha reader#omega simon riley#alpha!reader
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✩࿐ TRACK 04: UNDERSTAND. shoto todoroki (1K)
about. until he met you, shoto todoroki wasn’t really sure what being loved felt like. now that he knows, he’s sure that he wants love with you - for the all his days.
warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact!, sfw, fluff, happy ending, established relationship, sunday snuggles, proposals, afab!reader, pro hero!todoroki.
things to note. eee i was meant to post shoto’s last saturday but i got rlly busy! i hope you enjoy the double update today, sero later <3 - masterlist / series masterlist / series playlist ✩
todoroki never knew what love truly felt like.
to be held like tomorrow has not been promised is something he hardly remembers from his childhood — sometimes if he closes his eyes and tries hard enough, he can catch whiffs of his mother’s shampoo and the feeling of her cashmere sweater against his chubby cheeks.
but it’s always fleeting, never fully present. never really telling of what love feels like.
you were the one who taught shoto that love shouldn’t be something that he has to try and grasp for. that it should be unconditional, that it’s an experience that he deserves.
the half and half hero never thought that he would find someone who cares as much for him as you do — even from the very moment you met. you chose to befriend him despite how callous and cold his exterior was at the time. willingly, you spent years chipping away at the cool layer of frost that prickled on the surface of todoroki’s skin like a sculpture working with the perfect block of ice, desperate to see the real him. not the mould his father had carved him out to be.
you did not seek to change todoroki, to shape him into something new — you simply wanted to see the real him, the warmth in him you knew already existed. it just needed a little coaxing out. you’d told him that on night, your hand sifting through soft peppermint swirl hair. moving as if you couldn’t feel shoto’s heavy heterochromatic gaze on you.
���i like you the way you are, not the way you think you ought to be.”
shoto’s heart had flipped at your confession — like it had done so many times over the years. but being raised in a place where love was replaced by fear, he’d no idea that he was slowly, albeit, surely falling in love with you. oftentimes, you would remind shoto that you found his obliviousness to your feelings for him endearing and adorable. your romance was somewhat of a slow burner, melting like a frozen over fireplace during the winter season. where lingering touches were over analysed and where your cheeks burned hot whenever you stared at one another for too long.
reciprocating your feelings had been a learning curve for the half hot, half cold hero but he had learned from his friends that there is a point to trying (if watching kaminari and his endless attempts at bagging his girlfriend from high school to present day wasn’t motivation enough, todoroki isn’t sure what is). after a patrol through the bustling city some years back, early on into his career as a pro — shoto had held your hands close to his chest, warming you up through the sleet and snow and asked.
“maybe we could try, if you let me?”
he’d not expected you to understand his simple words or burst into tears, nor to say yes and leap up to his height for a delicate chaste kiss. “it’s about damn time, shoto.” you’d replied, beaming so bright he was sure to see galaxies.
he had no idea that the one person he would want to be with for all his life was so close to him, nestled between the milestones and the memories. but now that todoroki has you — he can’t see himself spending a single second away from you. and you, the same with him.
today is no different to how it’s always been since dating todoroki. you lie in his sheets, your bare limbs intertwined and your fingers locked as if you’re never going to let go. todoroki, though lost in his thoughts, worries that you might be able to hear the rapid thump of his heart hitting the inside of his rib cage. if you do notice, you ignore it in favour of drawing shapes along the ridge form of shoto’s naked body, listening out for the sound of his breathing.
he’s scared, truth be told. he worries that despite all this time together — being accustomed to one another’s quips and squicks, that you might leave or abandon him. love is freighting, even if it is supposed to be unconditional. “darling,” the man coos gently, brushing a knuckle over the apple of your cheek.
“hmm?” you sound so dreamy and relaxed, curled up with him like this — you don’t have a care in the world, completely unaware that you make up shoto’s entire world. “yes, my love?”
the wisps of a smile catch on the corners of his mouth, dragging them upwards at the sight of you nuzzling into his warm palm. “i have a question to ask,” todoroki lets out a shaky exhale and shifts to sit against the headboard with you still tucked into his side. he watches as you glance up at him through long lashes, worry dancing amongst the flecks in your eyes.
you nod and take his hand to reassure him that you’re listening.
he decides then, that you’re worth the risk.
“this may seem spontaneous,” todoroki starts slowly, making sure to keep his voice even as though not to spook you. as if you’re a deer in the woods and he’s a hunter on the prowl. “i can assure you that it’s not. i’ve thought about this more times than you could count, but first. you’re aware that i love you. right?” the press of your lips against his sensitive collarbones is enough for todoroki to assume that your answer is yes — he appreciates you giving him the space to talk too. “not a moment of my time goes by where i’m not longing for you, even when you’re right here next to me.”
shoto takes a moment to pause, pushing the question he wants to ask around on his tongue — he wonders how to frame it, how you’ll take it but with one look into your gleaming pretty eyes (he should have known you would get teary from his speech), he knows exactly what to say. “you’ve…shown me a lot of things, a love that shouldn’t be granted. a life that i deserved to lead and so,” he grasps at your fingers with his colder hand, giving them a gentle squeeze before thumbing over your ring finger. “i think it’s about time that i asked you to be mine.”
he wants you, forever and always. for all of his days — if you’ll stay, that is.
drawing your body up so that you can kneel before him, you squeeze todoroki’s hand back and bring it up towards your lips to press a chaste kiss to the back of it. “sho,” you sigh, the words warmly coasting over his cool skin contrastingly. “are you—?”
“i’m asking you to marry me. that’s if you’ll have me, darling.” the hero feels a little shy at how tenderly you treat him, a rose coloured blush blooming on his milky skin at his cheeks and the tops of his ears.
“i’ll have you in every single lifetime,” you say urgently, throwing your arms around todoroki’s broad, shoulders in a tight hug. “i can promise you that.”
like always, you take todoroki’s hand and he lets you lead him down the path — changing his future, soothing his past. because of course, you’re the only one who truly understands.
꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.
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you cannot be serious
neuvillette x gn reader
where his melusine daughters get mischievous
reupload from my prev. blog @.i23kazu.
domestic & romantic fluff
the minute neuvillette steps into the house, his mind is already at ease. the air is warm, a stark contrast to the chilly autumn that decorates the outside world. you’ve already had the fire started from the time you reached home — your husband is grateful, taking his gloves off and warming his hands by the fire.
“welcome home, darling,” you croon, helping him take his jacket off. “dinner will be ready in half an hour, why don’t you go and rest?”
"have i mentioned that i'm grateful for you?" neuvillette smiles, pressing a kiss to your forehead. with another stolen kiss to the cheek, the man reappears from your room quickly, freshly showered and changed into a dark turtleneck. neuvillette moves to sit on the navy loveseat, gratefully nursing the warm mug of peppermint tea that you had prepared while the sounds of his shower going had become your white noise.
as he nestles into the soft cushions of the seat, your two little ones, mela and puca, giggle and push one of the books he had bought for them into his hands.
"pleeeeaaaseeeee, daddy?" mela whines, snuggling closer into his lap.
"didn't i read that to the both of you last night?" neuvillette raises his eyebrows in confirmation, not unkindly. he couldn't quite understand your girls' attachment to this particular book... not especially after narrating it to them, every night, without fail. nevertheless, neuvillette gently plucks the book out of his lap when mela and puca nod furiously, and the father adjusts his position – making space for the two girls to nuzzle on his lap. they stay in that spot for a while.
there's nothing but the sounds of the warm fire crackling alongside them, neuvillette's soft narration breaking through the quiet silence. even the girls know not to disturb the serenity of the scene they're in.
but the serenity seems to catch up to neuvillette – especially after a long day at the opera epiclése, the warmth and hearth of the home gently cover him like a freshly-warmed duvet. his words start to slur and trail off into nothing, and the book lays down to rest on his chest as he puts it down. your husband has finally succumbed to the warm lull of sleep, gently snoring.
mela and puca exchange a glance and giggle softly, deftly leaping off his lap and trotting to the next room to grab items for their next activity. papers and markers are held with childish eagerness, and the pair sprawl themselves out on the floor to continue, drawing cute foxes and flowers.
as tranquil as the house is, energy-filled little girls never are fully entertained by the limits of marker and paper.
and sometimes, little girls need to do what little girls do best – find another outlet. unfortunately, neuvillette had become too easy of an outlet by his proximity and lack of awareness.
puca quietly tiptoes to her sleeping father, leaving behind the forgotten, strewn about pieces of drawing block – and turns her attention to a snoozing neuvillette's face. mm... daddy wouldn't be angry, right?
the markers are back in use – swirly scribbles and smiley faces decorate neuvillette's cheeks, with brushes of bright yellow under his eyes and green whiskers. mela soon joins her sister, her red marker highlighting her father's lips. with the most mischievous grins only little girls could muster, puca giggles and gathers neuvillette's hair into tiny pigtails, his white hair sticking up at odd angles.
neuvillette is turned into a masterpiece.
well, a masterpiece, in your daughters' eyes.
perhaps mela had giggled too loudly, or puca had accidentally knocked her marker against neuvillette's cheek – but the older man starts to stir, noticing a wetness on his face.
"what happened?" he mumbles groggily, moving to sweep his hair out of his face – when he realises that he can't.
puca and mela hide behind the curtains, giggling.
"dear? i think there's something on my face, could you help me to check it?" neuvillette calls, and you set down your phone to make your way to the living room. he rubs his face with more vigour, but nothing comes off. strange.
"let me see-" a quiet oh. tumbles off your lips, momentarily caught off guard by the... sudden bedazzlement of your husband. you bite back a laugh, not wanting to embarrass him – but how can you keep a straight face when your husband is quite literally the embodiment of a girl dad right now? you tremble with laughter, spotting your mischievous little ones hiding behind the curtain.
"mela, puca, did you happen to give daddy a makeover?" you laugh lightly, searching for a mirror to hand to neuvillette. finally, one with a wooden handle is found, and he chokes at his clownified appearance.
"we did! isn't he pretty?" mela positively beams. neuvillette's heart breaks, and he doesn't have the heart to wash it off at this point.
"are you.. are you angry, daddy? mela and i just wanted to have fun, and the drawing paper wasn't enough." puca nervously toes the ground, her eyes not meeting neuvillette's.
"while i am, ah.. surprised, i could never be upset at the two of you, mes petits rayons de soleil." your husband smiles, his lips still painted cherry red. your little girls snuggle back into his arms, grinning and touching his face.
oh dear. that'd take a while to come off – but you snap as many pictures as you can, because this might not happen again anytime soon. your little mela and puca are the most pleased, and neuvillette would do anything to make it stay that way – even if it meant leaving his face of artwork on for a little longer.
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Beltane
The date of the holiday: 1st may
History:
Beltane is derived from the Celtic term Baal or Bel, which meaning "Bright One." As farmers prepared to shift their livestock from winter pastures to summer grazing in the hills, they sought protection and abundance from the gods by starting fires and herding cattle through the flames to the summer grazing fields. This was thought to protect the herd from attack while also increasing fertility.
In more practical terms, these bonfires were most likely used to burn brush heaps and clear space for planting and pastureland.
In the home, hearth fires were extinguished and replaced with flames from Beltane bonfires. People often walked the perimeters of their properties or towns to evoke additional protection for the next year. Yellow flowers were used to decorate doorways, windows, and even cattle during Beltane.
Like all of the Wheel of Year sabbat celebrations, Beltane was a time for merry making and feasting. People would write a wish upon a ribbon and tie it a to a tree, in the hopes that the gods would grant them. Hawthorn, ash, thorn and sycamore trees were believed to be the best trees for making wishes.
Dew gathered on Beltane was thought to have special properties for increased beauty and youthfulness.
Beltane and sexuality- SLIGHT NSFW WARNING!
Part of Celtic Beltane beliefs revolved around the holy union of the God and Goddess, which people celebrated by having sex on Beltane. Usually outside, to further connect with nature. Children conceived at Beltane (and hence born at Imbolc) were regarded to belong to the Goddess, and were commonly referred to as'merry-be-gots', with a particular tie to the faerie world.
Beltane, like Samhain, was a period when the curtain between the worlds became thinner, allowing ghosts to pass through. Unlike Samhain, the visiting ghosts were not looking for a feast or a quick chat with relatives. The spirits of Beltane were considered to be seeking reincarnation or sexual intercourse.
The topic of sexuality runs throughout Beltane. The Maypole, which maidens usually adorn and celebrate, is a phallic emblem signifying masculine strength, whereas the cauldron represents female power. Women who desired to produce a child would start a small fire, place the cauldron on it, and then leap over it.
To go Maying, or picking flowers and other flora in adjacent woodlands, was associated with casual sex in the woods. There was no stigma connected with out-of-wedlock marriage, and hand-fasting was prevalent, in which two individuals bonded together for a year and a day. Beltane activities such as the Maypole were forbidden by the Puritans in parts of Great Britain in the 17th century, owing in part to their overt sexuality.
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Symbols of beltane-
Colors: White, dark green, red
Foods: Dairy foods, honey, oats, mead, lamb
Stones: Sapphire, blood stone, emerald, orange carnelian, rose quartz
Symbols: Goat, honeybee, cown, fairies, pegasus, rabbits, flower crown, maypole, basket
Flowers & Plants: Primrose, lilac, hawthorn, birch, Rosemary, Ivy, woodruff, rowan, violet, alfalfa, cedar, peppermint lavendar
Deities: Aphrodite, Artemis, Freya, Rhiannon, Apollo, Bel/Belnos, The Great Horned God, BÓand/Boann
Setting intentions during this time-
Beltane has traditionally been a fertility celebration. However, if you don't have infants in mind, that's OK! Beltane is an excellent opportunity to reflect on creativity and success. Beltane is the moment to follow through on your objectives from Imbolc and Ostara.
Perhaps you've been thinking about launching a company; Beltane is the time to set an appointment with the bank and inquire about finance. Perhaps you've been writing a book and now it's time to contact publishers or locate an agent. Beltane, with its promise of harvest and fruitfulness, is a time to take inspired action and be confident.
Ways to celebrate-
Chose one of the deities listed above and honour them in some way, yes even if you dont work with them. You can still celebrate them and wear or do things associated with them, just do so respectfully!
Eat some of the foods associated with beltane! Even if you just eat a bowl of oats with honey for breakfast, its a good and simple way to celebrate. And its perfect if you can't openly celebrate, it just looks like your enjoying some food. You could also drink peppermint tea!
Wear some of the colours and carry the stones and gems around with you during this day. You can incorporate both colour magic and crystal magic by doing this and is also just easy to hide and do subtly! - everyone wears clothes (hopefully) and you can just say you are collecting rocks and crystals because you find them cool! - Flower crowns can be incorporated into outfits too.
Buy flowers or make a bouquet with the flowers associated with the holiday! They will make your space or altar look colourful, and flowers are pretty. This isnt as easy to hide, but if people do ask you can tell them you just liked them and treated yourself!
Set aside time for some self care - treat yourself to a special meal, music, aromas - whatever make you feel special!- with this you could use the plants, herbs, crystals, candles in the colours associated with them and some drawn symbols and put together a ritual bath! - bit of a clean up after but again its somewhat easy to hide
some less subtle way to celebrate.
Hold a bonfire for family and friends
Take action on a project you’ve been working on
Decorate a tree with colorful ribbons that represent your wishes for the coming year
Make flower crowns
Walk your property and give thanks and ask for protection in the coming year
Decorate your home yellow flower wreaths, bouquets or garlands
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YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS
characters. neuvillette x gn!reader
genre. romantic ; domestic fluff.
an. soft dad neuvillette! where neuvillette takes a nap and wakes up dollified by his melusine daughters. | please reblog!! im getting back into writing and reblogs with tags and comments will make me want to write more :D
the minute neuvillette steps into the house, his mind is already at ease. the air is warm, a stark contrast to the chilly autumn that decorates the outside world. you’ve already had the fire started from the time you reached home — your husband is grateful, taking his gloves off and warming his hands by the fire.
“welcome home, darling,” you croon, helping him take his jacket off. “dinner will be ready in half an hour, why don’t you go and rest?”
"have i mentioned that i'm grateful for you?" neuvillette smiles, pressing a kiss to your forehead. with another stolen kiss to the cheek, the man reappears from your room quickly, freshly showered and changed into a dark turtleneck. neuvillette moves to sit on the navy loveseat, gratefully nursing the warm mug of peppermint tea that you had prepared while the sounds of his shower going had become your white noise.
as he nestles into the soft cushions of the seat, your two little ones, mela and puca, giggle and push one of the books he had bought for them into his hands.
"pleeeeaaaseeeee, daddy?" mela whines, snuggling closer into his lap.
"didn't i read that to the both of you last night?" neuvillette raises his eyebrows in confirmation, not unkindly. he couldn't quite understand your girls' attachment to this particular book... not especially after narrating it to them, every night, without fail. nevertheless, neuvillette gently plucks the book out of his lap when mela and puca nod furiously, and the father adjusts his position – making space for the two girls to nuzzle on his lap. they stay in that spot for a while.
there's nothing but the sounds of the warm fire crackling alongside them, neuvillette's soft narration breaking through the quiet silence. even the girls know not to disturb the serenity of the scene they're in.
but the serenity seems to catch up to neuvillette – especially after a long day at the opera epiclése, the warmth and hearth of the home gently cover him like a freshly-warmed duvet. his words start to slur and trail off into nothing, and the book lays down to rest on his chest as he puts it down. your husband has finally succumbed to the warm lull of sleep, gently snoring.
mela and puca exchange a glance and giggle softly, deftly leaping off his lap and trotting to the next room to grab items for their next activity. papers and markers are held with childish eagerness, and the pair sprawl themselves out on the floor to continue, drawing cute foxes and flowers.
as tranquil as the house is, energy-filled little girls never are fully entertained by the limits of marker and paper.
and sometimes, little girls need to do what little girls do best – find another outlet. unfortunately, neuvillette had become too easy of an outlet by his proximity and lack of awareness.
puca quietly tiptoes to her sleeping father, leaving behind the forgotten, strewn about pieces of drawing block – and turns her attention to a snoozing neuvillette's face. mm... daddy wouldn't be angry, right?
the markers are back in use – swirly scribbles and smiley faces decorate neuvillette's cheeks, with brushes of bright yellow under his eyes and green whiskers. mela soon joins her sister, her red marker highlighting her father's lips. with the most mischievous grins only little girls could muster, puca giggles and gathers neuvillette's hair into tiny pigtails, his white hair sticking up at odd angles.
neuvillette is turned into a masterpiece.
well, a masterpiece, in your daughters' eyes.
perhaps mela had giggled too loudly, or puca had accidentally knocked her marker against neuvillette's cheek – but the older man starts to stir, noticing a wetness on his face.
"what happened?" he mumbles groggily, moving to sweep his hair out of his face – when he realises that he can't.
puca and mela hide behind the curtains, giggling.
"dear? i think there's something on my face, could you help me to check it?" neuvillette calls, and you set down your phone to make your way to the living room. he rubs his face with more vigour, but nothing comes off. strange.
"let me see-" a quiet oh. tumbles off your lips, momentarily caught off guard by the... sudden bedazzlement of your husband. you bite back a laugh, not wanting to embarrass him – but how can you keep a straight face when your husband is quite literally the embodiment of a girl dad right now? you tremble with laughter, spotting your mischievous little ones hiding behind the curtain.
"mela, puca, did you happen to give daddy a makeover?" you laugh lightly, searching for a mirror to hand to neuvillette. finally, one with a wooden handle is found, and he chokes at his clownified appearance.
"we did! isn't he pretty?" mela positively beams. neuvillette's heart breaks, and he doesn't have the heart to wash it off at this point.
"are you.. are you angry, daddy? mela and i just wanted to have fun, and the drawing paper wasn't enough." puca nervously toes the ground, her eyes not meeting neuvillette's.
"while i am, ah.. surprised, i could never be upset at the two of you, mes petits rayons de soleil." your husband smiles, his lips still painted cherry red. your little girls snuggle back into his arms, grinning and touching his face.
oh dear. that'd take a while to come off – but you snap as many pictures as you can, because this might not happen again anytime soon. your little mela and puca are the most pleased, and neuvillette would do anything to make it stay that way – even if it meant leaving his face of artwork on for a little longer.
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Hellooo ^_^ I hope you’re having a lovely day so far! For the event, can I order 🍉 ⭐️ with TodoBaku Lee Baku? You can do anything you want, including changing the ⭐️ if you’d like ^-^ I’m not picky about the situation. No feet tickles please! Thank you 🩵
🍋 Lemonade Special Order 🍋
Since you said you didn't mind me changing the ⭐, I decided to swap it for 🥡 - mostly because I've had a lot of stargazing requests and wanted to shake it up a bit while keeping your scenario kind of similar. Hope you enjoy! ^^
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Todoroki felt incredibly content. How could he not? He was lying under the warm spring sun with his beautiful, hotheaded boyfriend, snuggled up on his chest with the other boy’s arm wrapped around his waist. It was so calming and comforting. He loved moments like this, even more because they were so rare. While the picnic had been his idea, the cuddling had been Bakugou’s, and he felt he could die happy in this moment and have no regrets.
“Should have had waffles,” the blonde murmured.
Todoroki considered a moment, then decided he didn’t know what he meant and said, “Huh?”’
“We’re being such saps right now. We could make our own syrup and have waffles.”
The half-and-half hero snorted. “Look at you, showing off your knowledge.”
“Do you not know that syrup comes from certain trees?”
“Hush.” Todoroki nuzzled his boyfriend’s chest and pinched his ribs. “Let me enjoy this without your smart mouth ruining it.”
“Oi, don’t call me a smart mouth—hey!” Bakugou shot his free arm down protectively when Todoroki began pinching him with more purpose. “Knohohock it off!”
“I told you to hush. You’re ruining the moment.” Todoroki remain stubbornly where he was, effectively trapping at least one of Bakugou’s arms as he pinched up and down his ribs, making the blonde jerk and giggle despite himself. The peppermint boy smiled at the sound.
“Asshohohohole! I’ll ruhuhuin the moment more if you keheheheheep tickling me!”
Without another word, Todoroki strategically darted to scribble into the side of Bakugou he was laying on, making it so that he couldn’t stop him with either of his arms anymore thanks to their positioning. The snort the blonde let out made his heart leap, and he grinned as his partner squirmed and tried to hold back his giggles.
“Okay, okahahahahay, I’ll shuhuhuhut up about sahahahahap!” Bakugou whined after a few moments, tapping Todoroki’s shoulder in a gesture of submission. “Shohohohohohoto!”
Todoroki slowed to a stop, then wrapped his arm around his partner’s middle and hugged him closer, determined to snuggle him even more now. “You’re so warm.”
Bakugou scoffed. “Again with the sap—”
This time when Todoroki struck, it was with sudden, playful determination. He swung a leg over to trap the blonde where he was and dove his hand into his boyfriend’s armpit, making him screech and toss his head back as laughter spilled out of him beyond his control.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!! OKAY I’LL STOHOHOHOHOHOP I PROHOHOHOHOHOMISE!! SHOTO!!” Bakugou cried, struggling to no avail. He cackled as his partner found the sweet spot between his armpit and ribs, making his whole body spasm with ticklishness, a shriek flying past his lips. “FUHUHUHUHUHUCK!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”
With a satisfied smirk, Todoroki flopped down on top of him and curled up again, nuzzling him even more now. “That’s more like it.”
“Tch. All right, all right. Come here, snuggles.” The blonde wrapped both arms and legs around him in a cuddly trap that made the other boy visibly melt. Bakugou smiled softly at him. “You’re cute, you know? Something so simple makes you so happy.”
Todoroki hummed contentedly, smiling as well. He didn’t say anything in response; he merely soaked up the moment while it lasted. Bakugou cuddling him was a rarity he didn’t want to miss a single second of.
The warm sun on the remains of their shared picnic together wasn’t so bad, either.
#fanfiction#tickle drabble#coffee shots#lemonade event#boku no hero academia#my hero academia#bnha#mha#todoroki shoto#bakugou katsuki#todobaku#playful#cute#fluff#cuddles#tickling#ticklish#tickle
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Few quick edits of a P2U slushie base I bought a while ago 💖
{Base // Base by Little-Coffee-Kisses}
#mlp#my little pony#night peak#princess cadance#peppermint leap#jinxchaser#jinx#personal photos#my art
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Omg! hi can you do a shuri blurb/one shot with the prompt “come over here and make me." I love your writing :)
— pairing shuri x fem!reader | wc 0.3k | prompts "come over here and make me." & "shut up before i kiss you." | note i'm glad you enjoy my writing, that means a lot <333 also i combined two prompts for this blurb :)
06:38 pm
your apartment smelled strongly of pumpkin. and there was nothing wrong with that, you supposed. after all, you were making pumpkin muffins.
but shuri seemed to have thought that the timing was all wrong. “it’s the middle of december; why aren’t you making something, like, peppermint muffins?” she said, her nose scrunching as she tried to understand your reasoning.
“because,” you told her, “i’m craving pumpkin, not peppermint. plus i think that sounds kind of gross.”
shuri sent a pointed look your way as she leaned against the granite counter, her arms crossed against her chest. she ignored your jab at her suggestion and watched you wash the last of the used dishes.
“you’ll like the muffins,” you continued thoughtfully, placing the last ceramic bowl on the drying rack. “they’re really good. they taste similar to the pumpkin chocolate chip cookies i made awhile back that, need i remind you, you loved and begged me to bake again like a week later.”
your girlfriend scoffed from her spot against the counter. “would you believe me if i said i only liked them so you wouldn’t be upset?”
you looked at her sharply, eyes narrowing in on her relaxed person. “no, i wouldn’t believe you. now shut your mouth about not enjoying the damn muffins, shuri.”
“come over here and make me,” she retorted quickly, her lips pulling into a canny smile, tight curls falling over her brow line as her head cocked to the side.
breathing out slowly, you dried your hands on a nearby towel, your side profile turned to her. “shuri, you are absolutely-”
“charming? i really do try my best,” the woman said, cutting off your would-be insult. the way she was always so sly and provocative about everything made your heart leap to your throat. your mouth pressed into a thin line as you approached her, reaching to cup her face. looking up at her you said smoothly, “shut up before i kiss you, god dammit.”
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korsica playing with 808 :3
Korsica's fingers glided over the keyboard of the hideout's computer, eyes darting between the multiple monitors. She double-checked the code, checked up on the prototype ideas and maybe a bit of work on cleaning up those ideas.
She was in the hideout, and Peppermint was out for the day.
Maybe she shouldn't be working while off, but she just had to finish up getting this prototype working...
There was a bump against her arm, causing a line to be drawn where there shouldn't be one. Korsica quickly undid it, and then looked towards where the disturbance happened.
808. The robot cat seemed delighted when Korsica glanced at her, and pushed against her hand. A bit of the clasp holding it to Korsica's hand pressed against 808's cheek.
Korsica glanced to her work, hand absentmindedly petting 808's head. There was a bit of a robotic purr.
Well...
She wasn't supposed to be working anyway.
She saved her projects and put them in her wip folder- one handed, and then turned towards 808. She added another hand to the mix of petting 808, rotating her head between both of her hands. 808 enjoyed the rapid movement.
"Pulling me away from my work, 808?" Korsica questioned, not expecting a response. 808 attempted a meow anyway. Korsica smiled. "I suppose this is why Peppermint has you around, hm?"
808 pulled away, and Korsica let her hands fall to her side. She watched as the cat nosed her way into one of the boxes, and pulled out... a cat toy?
808 walked over to Korsica, tail waving to produce an exclamation point, and then an arrow to point at the toy.
Oh! Korsica knelt down to 808, reaching out to grab the cat toy from 808's jaws. 808 let go of it, then watched as Korsica let it dangle.
"Like this?" Korsica asked, waving the toy in front of 808. The cat robot instantly leaped for the end of the toy, and Korsica pulled it back, causing the cat to land and spin around. Korsica laughed. "You're that enthusiastic about this, aren't you?"
... eventually, 808's battery ran low, and the stars were starting to shine outside.
808's mission of pulling Korsica away from her work was a success. 808 nodded as Korsica plugged her in. So worth it.
#hi-fi rush#hi fi rush#korsica#808 hi-fi rush#korsica hi-fi rush#hopefully this was alright HEHE#808 prevents workaholic from falling back into her tendencies more at 11
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The Flood is a tabletop game by Jenna Moran about poetry mutilation and farmland financialization. Last August, Farn, Zero and I all played it. These are the results:
Where the Sidewalk Ends, by Shel Silverstein (maimed by me)
There is a place where sidewalk ends
And right before the long street bends,
And there the grass grows soft for friends,
As under sun the road it wends
And there the moon-bird rests from flight
To cool in the peppermint night.
Let’s leave this place where smoke blows white
And dark streets wind away from sight.
Yes, Ickle, Pickle, Tickle Too
Go o’er sidewalk with flying shoe.
“Hooray! What fun! It’s time we flew!”
Say each and every -Ickle Too
And Captain Ick drives Pick down streets
While Tick cooks stews with beans and beets
And higher, higher, in their seats
Ick Pick and Tick chase sidewalk’s sweets.
Past pits where asphalt flowers grow
We walk a walk measured and slow,
And watch where chalk-white arrows go
To reach where sidewalk dare not flow.
Yes, walk a walk measured and slow,
And go where chalk-white arrows go,
For children mark, and children know
Where sidewalk ends, it ends fo’ sho’.
Question, by May Swenson (vivisected by @eternalfarnham)
Body my house
my horse my spouse
How will I rouse
when you are soused
Where will I sleep
What tea will I steep
What prey, like sheep
Upon shall I leap
Where can I go
With my to all fro
too late for the show
How will I know
in thicket ahead
If my genes will spread
when Body my shed-
raised dog is dead
How will it be
to lie fancy free
without cash to buy
A house in Mai Lai
With cloud for shift
how will I grift?
Body, mortgaged horse and house
And rouses GDP from the thicket
How can I rest? I’ll sell my shed-raised dog
And we all lie fancy free in Mai Lai
To profit without needing any grift
But how am I meant to grift
When I own such a profitable house,
Comparable to a timeshare in Mai Lai
And bring with them a faithful little dog
Called Body to investigate thickets?
Your wallet will ever be thick. It
Will let you achieve results without grift
Your investors? Like sheep. Just trust me, dog,
Your body, like a temple, but, a house
On such a venture? You can’t let this lie!
But if you don’t want Mai Lai
Or to eval treasures in the thicket,
Away this deal, then turn to theft and grift
Then let the cops slam you in the big house
Where you’ll be eaten by a faithful dog.
In this race I have no dog.
Do I seem like the kind of girl to lie?
If so, I’ll return to my giant house,
Because I left you in the cruel thicket,
And need therapy. But my guy has grift
And back the world’s most profitable dog:
The body of this poem is no grift.
You can’t let this venture eternal lie
As if dead, never roused from the thicket.
You’ll thank me when you beat the gambling house.
A thicket fit for capital’s running-dogs,
In you I lie, and profit without grift.
untitled, by @cloakofshadow (grievously injured by Zerovirus)
The world was born in flame and gold,
By decree of realm’s supreme,
Fresh and free of painful earthly debts.
You would not dare the market break,
The world was born- then torn and sold,
Creation’s value pierced the sky
It pleases you to buy and buy and buy
To know all things would surely grow in price.
A thousand graphs housing bearish prices,
That quaver tracking values of soft gold,
Merchants follow but one goal supreme,
Flee from spectres, shadows of your true debt.
All souls are born in void, and break,
So why not make some cash when they get sold
Souls born in an empty void-like sky
Know nothing but that they must buy buy buy.
And all their reason works to buy
Lights that cast no shadows but for price,
Each night ursines fight for flecks of gold,
Strive and strife and prove themselves supreme.
Constant siblings are their death and debt,
Each others’s skulls they crack and fiercely break.
No use for pebbles that you cannot sell,
No need for solid stone beneath the sky.
And even you, who seeks the sky
You would not dare not to buy;
You’ve made the grave your lordly price
And drawn all warmth from hoarded gold
Atop which you take repose supreme
Lest ye be taken by the cursed debt
You fear to burn but shall be pleased to break
What you hold but know can never sell.
An empty place beside the antiques sold
Rich linens shipped across the distant sky
My lord has said, you shall not buy,
You shall not spend, you shall not price,
You shall be bold and uphold gold,
You shall not fear the doom of debt,
You shall fund the one true high supreme,
Your assets shall not break.
But wake again when you are broke,
I make to you a flaming sell-
And swear on god who rests in sky,
That your name she sure shall buy,
And till she returns next with a price,
To labor for your pile of gold.
Worry not about your debts,
But sing praise towards the supreme.
This world of gold that does not bend or break
Where souls are sold and take with joy to sky
The will of god is buy at any price!
Debt is frail; your wealth shall reach supremes.
Apologies to the artists involved, but we did survive the Flood and made upwards of thirty three thousand imaginary dollars.
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Card Costume Directory (Year Three, First Half)
All event cards are placed under their own tag to be grouped together properly, but this list is to help people find the exact costume they might be looking for. The list is in order of release. This post goes from after the 2nd anniversay event (On the Stage of Dazzling Light) until the 2.5 anniversary event (In the Corner of a Resonant Town).
Dear My Past Self
- Dreaming Fairy
- Guiding Fairy
- Beckoning Fairy
A Sorrowful Farewell at the Curtain Call
- Hourglass Tuxedo
- Advance Tuxedo
- Farewell Dress
Scream!? Welcome to the Wolf Forest!
- Little Red Riding Hood's Going-Out Dress
- The Wolf's Dark Cloak
- The Young Goat's Frilly Dress
Echo my melody
- NEON Vo.
- NEON Dr.
- NEON SINGER
Someday, This Wish Will Transcend the Morning Sky
- Dark Decora・Sweet Girl
- Dark Decora・Cat Girl
- Dark Decora・Heart Girl
Beyond the Dream on That Day
- Sunny Crew
- Happy Pilot
- Cool Attendant
Find A Way Out
- Beat Riders
- Calm Riders
- Ramble Riders
Draw Your Bow in This White World
- Holy Snow Archer
- Calm Night Archer
- Illuminate Archer
Colorful Festival
- Narcissus Salopette
- Collage Lolita
A Brand New Year! Lion Dance Robot's New Year's Show!
- The Soaring Dragon God's Garments
- The Aiding White Fox's Garments
- The Leaping Lion-Dog's Garments
Amidst a Dream, Towards the Shining Stars
- Eternal Dreamer
- Dreaming Away
- Fairy Tink
Little Bravers!
- Conductor Live Suits
- Elegance Live Suits
- Belief Live Suits
Memories Carried by the Scent of Candles
- Melty Orange
- Melty Peppermint
- Melty Lavender
At the End of the Unraveled Threads
- Spring Princess
- Fresh Green Swallow
- Flower Gift Swallow
Kick it up a notch
- Flight Kid
- Fallen Kid
- Hound Kid
Never Give Up Cooking!
- Chevalier Noir
- Mad Sorcerer
- Wandering Gunner
Towards the Phoenix at the Sky's Edge
- Fearless Clown
- Innocent Clown
- Sway Clown
Immiscible Discord
- Revel Uncanny
- Provoke Creepy
- Temptation Eerie
Colorful Festival
- Holy Dress of Prayer
- Holy Coat of Wish
In the Corner of a Resonant Town
- Blooming Maiden's Hagoromo
- Springtime Maiden's Hagoromo
- Fluttering Maiden's Hagoromo
- Dawn Colored Maiden's Hagoromo
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Hey here! Could I order a box with gold foil, square dark chocolate (Kusuo), with peppermint, caramel and strawberry jam filling? Thank you so much, happy Valentine’s Day!
Heblo Heblo, Nonnie!!!
Yes you may order this box!!
I hope you enjoy!!
CW BELOW THE CUT: None!
𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑥 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 ❤︎
The last thing that you wanted to hear about was your favorite uncle’s wedding. You knew what was coming; you knew what your family would ask. It was like a ticking time bomb as you stood fiddling with your fingers.
“So, how many people should I order for?” A family member asked, trying to get a headcount for catering.
“Well, I told the venue about sixty five guests.” Your uncle replied, flipping through pages of cake design ideas.
Oh no.
There were only about thirty people that your uncle would dare invite to this wedding.
That means…
“I presumed everyone would come with a date.”
Oh the horror…
With a silent groan and a pained close of your eyes, you take your phone out to text your best friend. Completely forgetting the time, you passive aggressively asked if you could meet with him.
“Sure, (Y/N) but… why are you awake? It’s 12:30 in the morning.”
“Oops. Sorry, planning for something.”
“I was awake too, it’s okay.”
You chuckled at the text, he was a total liar.
“Meet at our usual spot?”
“Please.”
You put your phone away and waved off your family, making some sort of excuse about needing to study.
You really hoped this would work…
Your “usual spot” was a small carhop diner that you and your best friend had discovered years ago. Since you’d be asking him a favor, you decided to pay for drinks this time. After ordering a large order of French fries, a large coffee milkshake and a large (favorite ice cream flavor) milkshake, you waited for Kusuo to show up.
“Maaaan midnight thirty is the worst time to go out.” A full voice was heard from behind you, sounding quite strained and tired.
“Hey in my professional opinion, sleep deprived adventures are the best ones.” You replied with a chuckle.
Your best friend sat down, and you couldn’t help but stifle a giggle at his bed head and sunken eyes. “You woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”
“Ahaha.” He glared daggers at you as he took a tiny sip of the milkshake. “Oh but this hits the spot.”
You gave him a minute to adjust his bleary eyes to the world of the awake. When he seemed a little more alert, you dropped the bomb on him.
“Kusuo I’m just gonna come out and say it…” you said gently, “I need a big favor.”
Your best friend furrowed his brows and cocked his head. “What’s on your mind?”
“So… my uncle is having his wedding next weekend. And um…” you sighed. This was harder than you thought, “He made the registration for twice the amount of guests and I need-
“Me to be your date? Sure.” He replied, sipping his shake again.
You blinked and shook your head, “Wait, what?”
“Weddings are fun. Plus, we can come here afterward.”
You smiled. Mission success!
-
When the time came for your uncle to be wed, you wore a beautiful outfit. Unfortunately, your family insisted you wear the tightest pair of shoes that you own. So, with hurting feet, you were ready for the night.
Your doorbell rang and your uncle opened it. “Hello there, son! You must be (Y/N)’s boyfriend!”
Both of you visibly tensed from different points of your home.
“Yes sir. I’m very happy to be accompanying them tonight.”
You felt your heart leap a bit… why?
“Are you the groom-to-be?” Your best friend replied with a small smile.
“Yes I am!” Your uncle beamed, “It seems like you’re the next in line for the family though.” He winked and elbowed Kusuo in the side.
The boy felt a blush creeping to his cheeks and ears, nonetheless shaking it off.
“Oooh. Are you blushing?” Your dear uncle teased.
Before he could protest, you came into the room your uncle and best friend were in, wearing a big smile. “Uncle (Name), it’s time to go!” You chirped as you placed a hand on his shoulder. “Oh! Hey, Kusuo!”
Saiki smiled at your cheerfulness, “You look ravishing, (Y/N).”
Your face warmed a bit at the statement, “Likewise; you clean up nice.”
“Okay you two that’s enough flirting.” Your uncle cut in, “Time to go, everyone!”
Two by two, your family all arrived at the wedding venue. It was a beautiful ceremony and your uncle was the happiest he’d ever been. Your new aunt was very sweet as well. Now, it was time for the reception. You and your best friend sat alone at a table, chatting about whatever nonsense you could.
“Alright everyone! Line up! I’m tossing the bouquet and garter!” Your aunt beamed.
You chuckled as Kusuo cocked a brow at you, ushering you to stand up. So, you quickly scampered over to the area where the other guests were.
In a cruel but quite humorous way, the bouquet wrapped with the garter collided with your face and fell into your arms.
People cheered around you, but the only sound you could focus on was your date’s ringing laughter. You had never heard Kusuo laugh so freely in your life.
You retreated back to the table to be met with your best friend recovering from his giggle fit.
“That.” He said breathily, “was so damn funny.”
“Perhaps. But it seems like I’ll be the next one in my family to be married I guess!” You chimed, observing the flowers.
Your date’s eyes widened as he thought back to your uncle’s words. As the music in the hall suddenly slowed, Saiki seemed to be dying to say something…
“Hey.”
You turned towards him, “Mm?”
“Wanna dance?” He asked, standing up and outstretching his hand.
You chuckled, “I’d love to, but my feet are killing me.”
Without hesitation, your best friend took his shoes off and knelt down to take yours off as well. “Dancing in socks is more fun anyways.”
You and Kusuo made your way to the dance floor, dodging couples and family members. He put his arms on your torso as you placed yours on his shoulders.
“Man, this is the most awkward thing in the world.” You murmured, trying to avoid his eyes.
“I think it’s great.” He replied without thinking.
“What do you mean by that?” Your eyes were locked onto his.
“(Y/N)��� I think through this I realized that I’ve fallen in love with you.” He said bashfully.
You smiled, laying your head on his shoulder. “I think I have too.”
And with a smile and thumbs up from your uncle, Kusuo began to think of the million ways to ask you out at the end of the night. His mind settled on one thing: Shakes, fries, and starry skies.
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