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Symbol Starters~

Send ☔ for our muses to share an umbrella on a rainy day.

Send 📱 for my muse to send yours a random text.

Send 📞 for my muse to call yours.

Send ✞ for our muses to meet in an empty church.

Send ⚔ to challenge my muse to a duel.

Send 😢 for my muse to comfort you.

Send 🌸 to receive flowers from my muse.

Send ☁ for our muses to watch the clouds together.

Send ⌚ to ask my muse what time it is.

Send ℃ for my muse to discuss the temperature with yours.

Send 👻 to tell ghost stories with my muse.

Send 🐩 to play with my muse’s pet (or have my muse play with yours).

Send 😘 to see my muse’s reaction to yours flirting with them.

Send 💅 to do my muse’s nails.

Send 🐎 for our muses to go horse riding together.

Send 📺 for our muses to have a TV/movie night.

Send 🍸 for our muses to have a drink together.

Send 💪 for our muses to workout together.

Send 💤 to wake my muse up from their nap.

Send 🍔 for our muses to have lunch together.

Send 💢 for my muse to get mad at yours for something they did.

Send 😓 for my muse to apologize to yours for something they did.

Send 💖 for my muse to tell yours who they currently have a crush on.

Send 💘 for my muse to ask yours who they have a crush on.

Send 💋 to randomly kiss my muse.

Send 🎃 to carve pumpkins with my muse.

Send 🎁 for my muse to give yours a gift.

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nadeshixo:

@moriohshine || (x)

Denial that she didn’t miss him would be a cold-hearted lie, but she was able to keep it contained. She did not let it show, her thumbs awkwardly fiddling around the other. She understood life was one thing you could not halt, nor a force you could ever stop. Allowing herself to accept that fact, she kept herself within check. 

“Of course, Josuke. I will never condemn you for doing your responsibilities. This relationship is not as important as your schooling. It would be a shame for me as a teacher to tell you to slack off in your education.” She said, her lighthearted comment made her chuckle under her breath. However, she couldn’t help her NEEDINESS to grab his attention.

Plopping her head down on his chest, she wrapped her arms around him into a embrace. Enjoying the warmth of him, and the height of his large stature, she enjoyed the peace she had hugging him. 

Josuke didn’t expect her to be upset with him for having to pay more attention to school, but he’s still relieved when he hears her speak, tone soft (just what he’d expect from a teacher, kind and warm) and embrace warm. He returns the hug, smiling.

“But I’m all caught up now! exams passed and everything so... I’ve got way more freetime now. Plus I got some tutoring squeezed in from Koichi so I should be fine on my own too. So,” Josuke pulls back a little, patting his side to make sure that yes, he did bring his wallet along with him. He managed to save up a lot of his weekly allowances in that time. 

“Did you wanna try going on a date? I don’t think we’ve gone on a real, proper one. I mean I don’t mind going to your place and watching movies and eating dinner, but you deserve something nice, Noriko!”

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“actually… i just miss you.”

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“I’ve missed you too,” Josuke admits easily, a small smile on his lips as he looks over at Noriko. It feels like it’s been ages, and it has been a while, but nowhere near as long as it seems. He feels bad about it, but at the same time he couldn’t exactly help it. School tends to get hectic sometimes, and he doesn’t want to let his grades slip up too bad from neglecting them. His mom would have his head for that and then he really wouldn’t have any freetime. 

“I’m sorry... I didn’t keep you updated as much as I should’ve and stuff,” Josuke rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, glancing around the room before returning his gaze to the woman before him. “So uh.. How’ve you been, Noriko?”

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“how about you make me?”

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“I’m not going to make you to do anything,” Josuke insists. He doubts he could even if he wanted to, honestly, because as far as he knows Yukako is very headstrong and determined to do what she wants, how she wants. With this going on for weeks now, however, he’s felt the need to intervene on the behalf of his best friend. 

“I’m not saying this to be an asshole. I’m trying to help,” he explains further even if he’s pretty sure anything he says will be lost on Yukako. “Just... You can’t force or will someone to love you. You’re both young... I’m sure there’s someone out there for you, it’s just... Probably not him, y’know?”

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prince-giogio

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the mcdonalds fucker is back

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nadeshixo

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MILK !!!!

SUP!!!

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is this what happened

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tfw it’s ur bday and u think @clackerss just im’d u some real sexy stuff wiht a message like “hbd” and a link but it’s fuckin this

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cinderella-esque:

❝ NASTY ASS.❞ || @moriohshine

“I was framed.”

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Sweats.

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Its your birthday where I am so !!! Happy birthday to the one who I cherish MUCH up here !!!!! I hope it goes great and you get spoiled a lot 💖💖💖💖💖 you deserve it

jkshjsjk THANK YOU SO MUCH OMG,,, for real im so glad... i miss you bud you’re so sweet :’) 

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“C’mere Josuke. I’m gonna smash your face in. Don’t tell rumors about me, got it? Crazy Diamond can’t fix your damn wounds.”

“Hey man don’t worry I’m not spreading rumors. I was just asking you about something that I heard.”

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cinderella-esque:

❤ @moriohshine ; — ( x )

Slender fingers EXPERTLY work with a needle and thread — yes, she’s KNITTING. It’s another sweater she’s decided to make for him. Since she had gotten his shoulder span correctly on a guesstimate, then she had now has no more complications with making clothes for him! The cold weather is still upon those in Morioh, so he’d need one anyway.

Yukako was on her couch, with one of her legs tightly crossed over the other, she hadn’t gotten up since she started on this, and that was hours ago. She hasn’t changed into her night clothes, and she was sure that she wasn’t going to for some time. She went for a different color scheme and design this time, with it being the Christmas-esque colors with his name imprinted on the front. He’ll enjoy this, right?

Her thoughts of Koichi accepting her gift with glee was interrupted as an unknown person rang at her doorbell. Yukako’s head lifted up and stared at the closed door, her body not moving an inch until they identified themselves.

OH. IT’S JOSUKE. He’s one of Koichi’s apparent friends. What does he want? Yukako sets down her supplies and raises herself from her seat, proceeding to do the door and unlocking it, about to inquire him on why he’s here before she saw his BLOODIED FORM. ❝ ?! ❞ This was not expected. Is he expecting her to let him in? She opens the door wider for him to come in, and, realizing that he needs her help to get in, Yukako awkwardly moves her arms in the appropriate spots and pushes all of his weight on her. ❝ What happened? ❞

Josuke spends a few moments waiting, and he wonders in that time if maybe he’s made a mistake coming here. She might not be home for all he knows, or maybe she won’t even be willing to help him and he’s just wasted his time. He considers turning to someone else briefly, but then the door is opening and all Josuke can do is exhale a sigh of relief, readily accepting her help. 

“I got into a fight with a cat,” he jokes and makes light of the situation, but then he remembers she isn’t a close friend and probably won’t appreciate his humor when something so apparently serious is going on. “Sorry, sorry, bad joke. I just had some trouble fighting some dude and his weird ass stand right now,” Josuke explains. He’ll spare the gritty details about the fight as it’s rather unimportant now. She... Knows what a stand is, right? He knows she has one, but he’s not so sure anyone’s ever actually told her about them. 

“Anyway, you don’t gotta let me in or anything. I don’t wanna dirty your furniture or cause any big trouble. I just needed to find someone I know, and you’re the closest person. I’ve got a cut on my side and I’m pretty sure I need it to get it disinfected and get some stitches,” he says, gesturing to the hand currently gripping his side. He’s got a few bruises and cuts elsewhere, but none as bloody as that one. 

“I mean If you can help with that, that’d be awesome... If not callin’ the ambulance is just fine too, but I don’t think it’s that serious.”

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bubblegum-meltdown:

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Yori woke up with a start, gasping loudly as he nearly flung himself out of his sleeping position. His eyes took a moment to adjust, only seeing complete darkness mixed with blurriness. Once his eyes had fully taken in his surroundings (and he put on his glasses) he realized something terrifying. He wasn’t in his room, or even in his house. At first he couldn’t even recognize where he was, considering the complete mess it was left in. Once he managed to figure out where he’d ended up, he let out a loud yelp and stood up in a scramble. 

He was at his school. 

Hurriedly, he looked down to see what he looked like. Somehow he’d ended up in his school uniform (despite clearly remembering going to bed in his pajamas), and the shirt had multiple tears in it. His hair had also been taken out of his braid. He frantically searched his pockets for any kind of hair tie, but to no avail. So he had woken up in his nearly destroyed classroom, while it was still seemingly dark out, with his hair down and his clothes ripped. 

“H-hello?” He called out, the first thing that came to his mind. Maybe someone had taken him here? “Is anyone there?”

It’s by pure chance that Josuke happens to be at the school when he hears a few sudden loud noises. Jotaro told phoned him recently about a few strange, unexplained occurrences happening at night around Morioh. He doesn’t have to tell him twice for Josuke to know that this is stand business. Thankfully no one has gotten hurt (which is pretty curious), but there has just been a couple of huge messes left in the wake of whatever is going on.

He rushes in the general direction of the noise, Crazy Diamond summoned, when he happens upon his own classroom door. It must have happened here because the door was hanging off of it’s hinges. Josuke hears a voice that sounds a little strained and immediately assumes it must be someone in need of help (it’s his protective instinct—he doesn’t even think to consider why someone else would be at the school this late). 

Upon entering the room he sees a head of bright blue hair and right away he assumes it must be that boy from his class as he’s never seen anyone else around with that shade sitting atop their head (celebrities aside, at least, but it’s rare celebrities visit Morioh). 

“Yeah? It’s Higashikata Josuke. I’m in this class. Are you... alright?” he asks, getting just close enough in case this is some sort of trap. He doubts it, but you never really know these days. “What are you doing at the school right now, man? It’s late as hell. How did you even get in here?”