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Canât wait for, like, 2025 when we look back on the 2018/2019 era and say âhey, remember when we were all really freaking depressed? That was a crazy time! Glad we arenât like that anymoreâ
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Me at age 13, exhausted at school after staying up all night to read fanfic: I canât wait until Iâm an adult and I can stay up reading without any consequences!
Me, an adult, exhausted at work after staying up all night reading fanfic: Fuck.
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kentoâs favourite noise is hearing your wedding rings clink together.
itâs a soft sound, not a harsh wobble of metal or the screech of a steel sheet cut in two, but like the ripples of water interrupted. it is delicate and brief; a perfect clink. when kento hears it, he sees pink.
clink it goes when kento reaches for your hand when you wake up in the morning, half asleep and head buried deep inside your pillow. he canât see your face, so he reaches for you instead. his gold band clinks with your more delicate gold ring. it feels softer than cashmere and the yarn of your crochet projects.
clink it goes when you pass him back the spoon he handed you to taste test dinner. the food is hot from the pot and blown carefully by him. itâs a recipe an older woman from the grocery store gave to kento. apparently, her husband would make it for her, so now kento will cook it for you. struck by humour, he didnât tell you about his encounter until your first few bites into dinner. you choked, tears streaming down your face. kento would make more for you, to which he would receive a reluctant âthank youâ and a glare as piercing as cotton balls. youâd never known a love so quietly overwhelming until you met him.
clink it goes when you lightly slap his hand when heâs being silly. kentoâs straight line mouth (which you lovingly stroke until he smiles), bursts into the shape of a lemon slice. he canât help but make you squirm. he likes the little dance you do, your high-pitched âstop itâsâ and âyouâre so weird, kentoâsâ. itâs almost as sweet as the clinking of your rings, but somehow, itâs unmatched.
look at you. youâve conditioned him to associate your love with the clinking of your rings. how dare you.
kentoâs favourite noise is hearing your wedding rings clink together.
just finished the hardest design studio iâve done so far for school :â) iâm still in school but hopefully i can start posting again. sorry for the silence
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is he at the beach or da aquarium no one knows hehe
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shopkeeper: she's either rejecting you, scared of you, or... disgusted by you
sylus, choking back tears:

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what the hell even is a webp image. i dont care fuck why cant you play nice and just be a png. asshole image
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Sylus being an absolute sweetheart like always đ
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Walmart is out here charging 5 dollars for a pool noodle.
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"Not everything is about your blorbos" to you maybe. To me every other song and probably that car commercial is about them
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oh no my pornography is turning into an angst-filled character study
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*spins pipsqueak around like a rotisserie chicken*
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