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૮ – ﻌ–ა

ฅ•ﻌ•ฅ

૮₍˶• . • ⑅₎ა

૮ • ﻌ - ა

૮₍˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶₎ა

૮₍´˶• ᴥ •˶`₎ა

૮₍ • ᴥ • ₎ა

૮ • ﻌ - ა

૮・ﻌ・ა

૮ • ᴥ • ა

૮ ’• ˕ •` ა

ㅤ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა ㅤㅤㅤ(๑•́ ᎔ ก̀๑)ㅤㅤㅤ૮ ˊ͈ . ˋ͈ ა

૮₍ ´𖦹 ˕ ×` ₎აㅤㅤ૮₍ ˶• ˔ ต ₎აㅤㅤ૮₍ ๑ • ᵜ ก ๑ ₎ა࣪

ㅤ(˵ˊᯅˋ˵) ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ•᷄ࡇ•᷅

ㅤ૮₍｡´• ˕ •`｡₎აㅤㅤ૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎აㅤㅤㅤฅ՞•ﻌ•՞ฅ

ㅤ૮₍´˶• . • ⑅ ₎აㅤㅤ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა ㅤㅤ૮₍´• ˕ •`₎ა

ㅤ૮₍´˶ᵔｪᵔ˶`₎აㅤㅤ૮₍⇀‸↼‶₎აㅤㅤ(⑉･̆⌓･̆⑉)

ㅤ૮₍ ˃̵ࡇ˂̵ ₎აㅤㅤㅤ₍ᐢ˵• ࿁ กᐢ₎ㅤㅤㅤ꒰˵ˊᯅˋ˵꒱

ㅤ₍ᐢ⸝⸝› ‹⸝⸝ᐢ₎ ㅤ ㅤ૮₍｡ •᎔• ｡₎ა ㅤ ㅤ ꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱

ㅤㅤᐢ. ֑ .ᐢㅤㅤㅤㅤ૮ / / / ⍝ა

୭̥⋆*｡ › ˎˊ˗ ➫ 馬夫 🌷⚘ ೃ ⊹ ൣ ₰ ૢ་༘ ۪۪̥° ࿂ ﹆ ∅ 𖤍 ۝

༊ ⌬ ꨄ ೨ ᵕ̈ 𖣦 ✎ ஜ ಌ ࿐ ִֶָ ⅋ ⎓ ૪ ⌑ ␥ ■ ♧ ۣۜ ᪥ ᬁ ᯼ ༻ ❑ ⌗ ✿ ⊹ (:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) ⊹ ·˚ ༘♡🌿 ཻུ۪۪₊˚ ━☆*:₀. ℘·˚ ༘ 𐀔 ଓ 𐂴─◌✰್ ﹪ 嗨 ꗃ⌗ ✿ೃ 𓈈 𓂃 ⿻ 〥 ✎⋯ ㊈・❥・⌇⌲ ❐ ➵ ㅎ J 𓂅 ୨୧ ⋆¸*ೃ☼ ๑ˊૢᵕˋૢ๑ ｡な 현진 𓈀 🌱 𓏲 𝗯ꭎnᵰִyﹾ 𓈈 🎀 🜸 : ⿻⋆ʚ♡⃛ɞ ୭̥⋆*｡ ᜊ 您⠀🌷⠀∿✧ ▸ ִֶָ 𖥔 ࣪˖ . ֺ ָ ֙⋆ ་ ﹏ ⁝ ⊹ ୨ ᦾ𓂃𓃠 ☾ ⊹ 🌱 ∗ഒ ﾉ ༝ ⑅ ʚ ɞ ⋮ ✖ Üッꆛ ∷ ❐ ╳ ◎ ღ :°ஐ ⋆⑅˚₊ ◌༉‧ ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ♡.°୭̥ ୨୧ ⋆ぇ⸝ ੭ ᳝ ◝ ៹࣪ 𓍢🥞𝅄 仌🍂⭒𖥻 ₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑*̑˚̑*̑❝ ˟̑ ↬ •° ✿ .•° ❀♡ 𖤜 ⸙ ຯ ໒ ೨ 𖧧 Ꮺ 𖧷 𓏲 �� ꫂ ζ ╲ 𓍯 ࣪

ᘏ࣭🐰‹𝟹 ꗃ﹟⛓𓂃𝆹 ✿𝆬 🍭୧⩩ ʚ ♡⃛ ɞ ༉ ‧ ₊ ˚ ✧ ┊ ༑ ࿐ྂ ➳ ⍤⃝♡ 彡 ✥ ❥ Ꮠ ➜ ᎒ ☈ ❁⊰ 「❀」 . .⃗ . ༉‧₊˚✧ . ˚ ⚘ ˏ`୭̥*ೃ*ૢ✧ ཻུ۪۪ ೫` ⃟ ཹ։❀ ꔛ⃟⿻ྀ⃕ ⃝༘⃕🍒´݈ 🎐 ·۪۫ˑ݈↷✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

┆ ┆ ┆ ┆⋆

┆ ┆ ┆જ ✾ ˚ ₊⠀⠀ ᘏ⑅ᘏ ₊ ✩ ｡

˚ ✩ ૮꒰˵• ᵜ •˵꒱ა ｡ ˚

┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ °

┆彡

❀ ぽ  ﹟ ‹𝟹 ៸៸ ✿𝆬 ୭ ﹏ ੭ ໒〝 ҂ ִֶָ ꃋᴖꃋ

𖦹 ∞ ᘏ ᨒ 𖥻 爱 ᠈ ꐑ ꗃ ᨵ 🀋 ᥫ᭡ 𝕬 ℼ ⍝ 𓂄 ᰓ 𖠁 𖤜 ⸙ ຯ ໒ ೨ 𖧧 Ꮺ 𖧷 𓏲 𖥨 ꫂ ζ 𖥧 ᖭི༏ᖫྀ ୫ ૪ 𓄹 𓏲 𓍯 ❏ ❐ ❒ ❑ ҂ ᨒ 𖥻 ⿻ 〃 ˝ ⋆ ★ ☆ 𖤐 𖦹 ᪤ ໒ 𐂴 ꉂ 𖤐 ♡̷̸⁩ ִֶָ ٠ ᭡ ꕤ 𓈀 っ ⌗ 𓄹 ❞ ❝ ┈ ᎒ ⦂ ᘏ ꕤ 金 𓈈 𓂃 𖠿 ཿ ༘✰ ༘ ˚· ୨୧’ ♡･ﾟ✧ᵕ꒳｡ﾟ೫ ‧₊ ♡˳೫˚∗ ഒ♡ ·˚ ༘ ‧₊˚ ୭̥⋆｡ ˚₊✩‧₊ ༉₊˚✧ 𖤐₊♡̆̈ 𓍲 𓍱 ꪔ̤̥ 𓍯 ꊞ 𓂃

₊ ˚ ✩ ｡˚ ˚☽

˚ ₊ ·̩͙. ᘏ▸◂ᘏ .·̩͙ ₊ ✩ ｡

˚ ✩ ꒰ ɞ̴̶̷ ·̮ ɞ̴̶̷ ꒱ ｡ ˚ ꒰ 💌 ꒱ ♡ ༘°⁣ お

₊˚｡ *ଘ_(")(") ₊ ˚ ✩

‘’’’’ꕤ’’’’’’’’’’’’’’ꕤ’’’’’’’’’

ꕤ ꕤ˚

𖧷 𖤘 ヾ 𖠣 𖠴 𖤠 𖥸 ᵎ ⸙ 。҂ ≛ ⃝ ꗷ ‹3 〃 ꞋꞌꞋ ᰍ 𖠌 ᜊ🎀 ꒰ 💭 ꒱ ↻ 圣战 🍈 ˒ 🌱 ៸៸ Ꮺ ១ 𖦹͏ ๑՞ ๑⇢ ≋ ᵎᵎ 𓈀 ♡̸᳝ ＾ ˓ 𖥧 𖣂 𓂃 ֶָ֢ ㇴ 𖤐 𓍢 𐪔 ⫘ ≀ 𔒌 ⩨ 𐑣 ︶ ♡ ᨳ オ 𓏴 ⌓ ꒧ ⎙ 𓂅 ⦂ ୨ ꩜ 𓄹 𝆬 ᠉ 𓍯 ៚ 𓆦𖠿 𑁍﹪ 니 𓈈 ⌁ 𝟢. ⊱┊ ✎ ༊*·˚ ଂคุม 𖣈 𓏞ᜃ ஜ۩۞۩ஜ ۞ •⊰⊹ ↛ ↝ ↠ ⇝ ↣ ↦ ↬ ⇀ ⇁ ⇉ ⇏ ⇒ ✎ ✐ ✑ ✁ ✃ ✄ ෴ ண ஜ ۝ ۞ ⃟⁞⃟⟢ ⃟ ⟢ ୭࿔ ⎙ ✩ ✼　｡ﾟ･　☆　° ｡ㅤ→ ༄ ‧₊˚ 「」 ⇢ ๑ ◞♡° ⸙͎ ♡⃕ ◡̈ ꒰ ⌦ ✗ ⌜ ⌝ ⌞ ⌟ ↳ ❝ ❞ ➤ ↲ ۪۫❁ཻུ۪۪ ⎧୧ ⋅ ..⃗. ┊ೃ ╰►, ꒱ ➛ ↴ ❱ ✿•˖* ℘ ﹋﹋ ❛ ╯ ❲ ❳ ∞ ‹ ∅ ➹ ੈ♡‧₊˚ ↱ ᵕ̈ ↷ ೃ ╲ ╱ 彡 ✥ ❥ Ꮠ ➜ ᎒ ☈ ❁ ⸙͎۪۫ ⊰ 「❀」 . .⃗ ༉‧₊˚✧ . ˚ ⚘ ˏ`୭̥*ೃ *ૢ✧ ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ೫` ⃟ ཹ։❀ ፧ ੈ✩‧₊ ૪'ރ፧ ࿐ ° ໑ ≽ ‣‣‣ ﹆. ۰ ⸼ ۫ ◌ ° ੦ 〇 ◦ ۪۪̥ ੭ ୭̥ ╮ ╭ ࿐ - ̗̀ ̖́- ᭥ ᭄ ノ ༄⸼۪❀

ꜜ ͎ ╰ ╯ ╱╳╲ ⸗ =͟͟͞͞: 〣 ꞋꞌꞋꞌ ҂ ˘˘˘ ⸝⸝ ￤ ꜥꜤ ﹆ ꜛ ꜜ ⸃⸃ ⸼ ꞈ ⸗ ⭏ ▾ ꭛ ˖ ︴ ↻ 7 ⇁ ﹏゛ ⇢ ﾞ  ⁾⁾ ⭞ ଽ ୭̥ ➶ ↻ ✘ ┈ ₊̇°˟̫ː ៸៸ ｡ ٬٬ ␣ ❪ ￣ ҩ ✕  ͝ ۫ ۪۪۪۫ ” ᵎ 〇 ,, ㅤᅌ ❫ ٠ِ٘ٓ ℮

❬ ❭ ❨ ❩ ⸂ ᵎ , ⃕ ➘ α ❴ ⟨ ⟩ ︵─┊-˚̩̥̩〈⇝ ↭ ๛ ✯ ❖ → ← 💦 ❝ ☓ ✓〘〙✾ ✑ 🏷 ↶ ↷ ⎌ ❲ ❳ ⌦ ⌫ ❁ཻུ۪۪⸙͎ ₊˚.༄ ࿐*:･ﾟ ↯✰❜ೃ∗♢꒰ ꒱ ˑ 𖥸 ミ ❪ ❫ ➘ 。➯✧✧ ♯ இ ╱ ╲ ﹋ ㅤ :･ﾟﾉ ː͡➘₊̣̇ ✧* ੈ ❍̥͙̊ ࿔ ˖۪⸙͎ ꕀ 𖠳 ⌲ ⌂ ⁝ ༘ ⃗ ◌ ⊰ ⊱ ❒ ❑ ≡ - ̗̀ ̖́- ◠ ﹙ ೖ୭ ˒ ⁺ ೃ࿔　˚ ༘✧　ⴰ༢ ୧ ◌₊˚⋆ ┌ ┐└ ┘﹫ ✆ ➚ ➙ ◊ ～ ੈ _ ✰*ૢ✧ ཻུ۪۪⸙ ❬ ❍̥͙̊ ࿔ ˖۪⸙͎ 💕 ំஂ ︹ ⿻ ⬚ ヾ≈ ෞ ୭̥≈ ⁾ ꜜ ❏ ¨̮ ༊꧁꧂ ‧⁺ ✎ᝰ ﹆•:◦✩ ✼　｡ﾟ･　☆　° ｡ㅤ→ ༄ ‧₊˚ 「」 ⇢ ๑ ◞♡° ⸙͎ ˀˀ ♡⃕ ◡̈ ꒰ ⌦ ✗ ⌜ ⌝ ⌞ ⌟ ↳ ❝ ❞ ➤ ↲ ۪۫❁ཻུ۪۪ ⎧ ୧ ⋅ 🍢..⃗. ┊ೃ ╰► ꒱ ➛ ↴ ❱ ✿•˖* ℘ ﹋﹋ ❛ ╯ ❲ ❳ ∞ ‹ ∅ ➹ ੈ♡‧₊˚ ↱ ᵕ̈ ↷ ೃ ╲ ╱ 彡 ✥ ❥ Ꮠ ☈ ⊰ 「❀」 . .⃗ ༉‧₊˚✧ . ˚ ⚘ ˏ'୭̥*ೃ * ཹ։❀ ፧ ੈ✩‧₊ ૪'ރ፧ ࿐ °↳ ׂׂૢ༘ ۵'⌧ ≡ ⸙ ↺彡*ૢ✧﹀ೃ* ᬄ - ̗̀ ゞ •| ⊱✿⊰ ⸙͎ - ❁『』➳ ❃ ✞ ❦ ❝ ❞ ˗ ˏˋ ˎˊ -┊ ↬ •° ✿ .•° ❀ ♡- ¦↻↺✧★ ೃ °┇おはよ〜(*´∀`*)ﾉ"♡ 𖥔 ˑ ִ ֗ ִ ۫ ˑ 𖥻 ִ ۫ ּ ﹗ ˖ ་ 💭

𖦆 ֺ ָ ֙⋆• ˖ ࣪𖦆 ˓ 🥛 ★ ﹆ׂׂ ˖ ◗ ᥫ᭡ ˖ ࣪ ‹ 𖥔 ࣪ ˖ ぅ ་ ᳝ ◝ 𖥻

• 🧂𖥻 ̨𖥔 ִ ་ ، ˖ ࣪ ꜝꜞ ⁷ ஜ۩۞۩ஜ ۞ •⊰✎ ✐ ✑ ✁ ✃ ✄ ෴ 🎀 ண ஜ ۝ ۞ ⃟⁞⃟⟢ ⃟ ⟢ ୭࿔ ⎙ ✩ ✼　｡ﾟ･　☆　° ｡ㅤ→ ༄ ‧₊˚ 「」 ⇢ ๑ ◞♡° ⸙͎ ♡⃕ ◡̈ ꒰ ⌦ ✗↳ ❝ ❞ ➤ ↲ ۪۫❁ཻུ۪۪ ⎧୧ ⋅ ..⃗. ┊ೃ ╰►, ꒱ ➛ ↴ ❱ ✿•˖* ℘ ﹋﹋ ❛ ╯ ❲ ❳ ∞ ‹ ∅ ➹ ੈ♡‧₊˚ ↱ ᵕ̈ ↷ ೃ₊˚✧ . ˚ ⚘ ፧ ੈ✩‧₊ ૪'ރ፧ ࿐ ° ໑ ≽ ‣‣‣ ﹆. ۰ ⸼ ۫ ◌ ° ੦ 〇 ◦ ۪۪̥੭ ୭̥ ╮ ╭ ࿐ - ̗̀ ̖́- ᭥ ᭄ ノ ༄⸼۪❀˟̫ː🗑 ҂ ⸾ ↳ ׂׂૢ༘ ۵`⌧. ⫹⫺ ⿻ ᦃ ✘ ┈ ₊̇°˟̫ː ៸៸ ｡ ٬٬ ␣ ❪ ￣ ҩ ✕  ͝ ۫ ۪۪۪۫ ” ᵎ 〇 ,, ㅤᅌ ❫ ٠ِ٘ٓ ℮

❬ ❭ ❨ ❩ ⸂ ᵎ , ⃕ ➘ α ❴ ⟨ ⟩ ︵─┊-˚̩̥̩̥)❫❪(،ෆ∞ೃ❅≡〈

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·˚ ༘ ◡̈ 𝒃𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚 !! ·˚↫

↝✾ she // her ( he // him ♂️ ) ♀ ⍣ _

♯soft ♯aesthetic

❥ こんにちは！

˚ · . [ 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 ]

✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .

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˚ ༘w♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ m o o n c q k e ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

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╰┈➤ [ 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚐^ ^ ]

— 🥡✰🌷🐁༉‧₊˚Ꮺ⁣⁣

♡‧ ⁺彡🌷🐈 ⋆◞ °₊·ˈ∗♡ 👒🌂 ┊͙

꒰ ⁺🎨🖍⋆ °˖✧ ₊˚ 🎀ꔛ🧸﹆ •

🧀⌯✧🐭⋆♡̷̷̷ 💌 ✿。꒰ 🐄 ₊🥛꙳ . ꒱

˚ ꒰🍰🍎✨❕꒱ ◞ ⁎⁺˳✧༚🥣💥ˎˊ˗

ꔛ 𓈒 *🌷🖇˚ ᦃ ･﹆ ˚ 🖖🏻◞˚ₓ 🧩 ⁕˚

ꔛ ⋆⁺ +.ﾟ🥣🧤⁕꒱ 𓂃꙳ ⋆ 🍪❕ ⊹ ｡ﾟ⁖

₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ⑅₎ ᐢ • ˕ • ᐢ ᐢ⸼⸼ᐢ ₍⑅ᐢฅ́˘ฅ̀ᐢ₎

( ᵒ̴̶̷̤ ꒳ ᵒ̴̶̷̤｡ ) ପ꒰⋆°͈꒳°͈꒱ ૮ ˊ͈ . ˋ͈ ა (๑•́ ᎔ ก̀๑) ˃̵ᴗ˂̵

૮₍ ´ ꒳ ₎ა ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა ૮˃̵֊ ˂̵ ა ૮ ˊ͈ . ˋ͈ ა (๑•́ ᎔ ก̀๑) ૮₍ ˃̵ࡇ˂̵ ₎ა ૮₍｡´• ˕ •｡₎ა ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა

꒰ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ꒱ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ૮ / / / ⍝ა ₍ᵔ·͈༝·͈ᵔ₎⁩ ᐢ. ֑ .ᐢ ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა

૮ ・ﻌ・ა ₍˄·͈༝·͈˄₎ ૮₍｡ •᎔• ｡₎ა ִֶ૮₍´˶• . • ⑅ ₎ა

૮ • ﻌ - ა⁩ ₍ᐢ › ̫ ‹ ᐢ₎ ₍ᐡ｡っ ̫-｡ᐡ₎ ૮⍝• ᴥ •⍝ა

૮₍ ´• ˕ • ₎ა ૮₍ ˶• ˔ ต ₎ა ૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა

૮₍ ´˶• ᴥ •˶ ₎ა ૮₍ ⑅ • ᵜ • ⑅ ₎ა ૮₍｡´ᴖ ˔ ᴖ｡₎ა

૮₍๑•ˑก₎ა૮₍ ´• ˕ • ₎ა ૮₍ ˵ • ꤮ ก ˵ ₎︎ა (◍•ᴗ•◍)

૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ฅ ₎ა (๑•́ ᎔ ก̀๑) ૮₍ 𝁽ܫ𝁽 ₎ა ૮ – ﻌ–ა

૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა ૮₍ ´ ꒳ ₎ა ૮₍ • ᴥ • ₎ა ૮₍˃̵֊ ˂̵ ₎ა ( ◠·◠)ა

૮₍ ´• ˕ • ₎ა ૮₍´｡ᵔ ꈊ ᵔ｡₎ა ₍ᵔ•ᴗ•ᵔ₎ ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

૮₍ ˶• ˔ ต ₎ა (◍•ᴗ•◍) ૮₍ ≧ . ≦ ₎ა ૮₍´˶ᵔｪᵔ˶₎ა

₍ ｡- ̫-｡ ₎ ₍ᐢ › ̫ ‹ ᐢ₎ ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ ´• ˔ 𐄂 ₎ა

꒰ ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ ꒱ ૮₍´˶ᵔｪᵔ˶₎ა (◍・ꈊ・◍)ﾉ

૮₍ ๑ • ᵜ ก ๑ ₎ა ૮₍ ⑅ ᐢ..ᐢ ₎ა ૮₍꜆꜄ ˃ ³ ˂ ₎ა

૮₍⇀‸↼‶₎ა ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა ૮˃̵֊ ˂̵ ა

‎•᷄ࡇ•᷅ ૮₍´ ˶ ｪ ˵ ₎ა ₍ᵔ๑・ᴥ・๑ᵔ₎

૮₍´｡･⩊･｡₎ა ૮₍ ⸝⸝´ ꒳ ⸝⸝ ₎ა ૮₍´˶ᵔｪᵔ˶`₎ა

₍ᐢ › ̫ ‹ ᐢ₎ ૮₍⑅˶•▿•˶⑅₎ა ᵔᴗᵔ

₍ ᐢ..ᐢ ₎ ₍ᐢ·ᴥ·ᐢ₎ ૮ ・ﻌ・ა

⍝◜ᐢ • 🐽 • ᐢ◝⍝ ฅ́˘ฅ̀ ˘ ᵜ ˘

₍ᐢ⸝⸝› ‹⸝⸝ᐢ₎ (๑•́ ᎔ ก̀๑) ₍˄·͈༝·͈˄₎◞

૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა (໑･᷄-･᷅)໑ ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა ʢᴗ.ᴗʡ ૮˃̵֊ ˂̵ ა

(˵ˊ ᴥ ˋ˵) (๑ˊºロºˋ๑) (੭ ´͈꒳'͈)੭

(｡•́︿•̀｡) ᐢ. ֑ .ᐢ ˊᯅˋ ๑•́ ₃ •̀๑ ᘏ⑅ᘏ ᕱ⑅ᕱ

٩ʕ•ﻌ•*ʔو ˶ᵔ ˕ ᵔ˶ ʕ๑•́ᴥ•̀๑ʔ ૮₍´｡• ᵕ •｡'₎ა

૮꒰/ฅ//ฅ//꒱ა ₍ ੭ᐢ..ᐢ)੭ U・ﻌ・U ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა ₍ᐢ˶• ˔ กᐢ₎ ૮Ꮚ ´͈ ⁄ ⁄ '͈꒱ა ꒰ ˵ • ˵ • ˵ ꒱ ʚ ꒰ ੭⸝⸝ - ˵ -⸝⸝ ꒱੭ (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)

(*ฅ́˘ฅ̀*) ₍ ..̮ ₎ ₍˄·͈༝·͈˄₎◞ ̑̑ ฅ՞•ﻌ•՞ฅ ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)

૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა

./づᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ᜊ

૮₍˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶₎ა

./づᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏

૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

./づᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘

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Welcome to Gon and Killua’s cosplay party!! 🙌🏼 With the participation of a special “guest”, lol

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Baby books: don’t hit kids

Almost everyone in hxh:

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˗ˏˋ FEATURES + TRAITS THEIR KID INHERITS ˎˊ˗

⤷ sakusa kiyoomi, kunimi akira, suna rintarou, ushijima wakatoshi x female reader. | none. ⤷ part two.

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From Us - Tsukishima Kei

From Us Masterlist

“Welcome to From Us! A show where two past lovers come together and answer a series of questions! What happens when a pair of people who might still harbor feelings for each other come together?”

“You’re back on From Us! It’s me, Viv, your host. Today we have Tsukishima Kei and Y/N L/N”

Y/N: I’m Y/N!

Kei: I’m Tsukishima.

Y/N: Just call him Tsukki!

Kei: Don’t. <scrunches face>

[How did you two meet?]

Y/N: We were both in a cake store together! I bumped into him and he called me an idiot so I called him a jackass. And then the next day, we found out we were classmates. <grimace>

Kei: She makes it a point to bother me.

Y/N: <grinning> Please, you need the company! Tadashi’s like your only friend.

[How did you two know you loved each other?]

Kei: She came to a game.

Y/N: What?

Kei: You would come to my games ever since we became friends.

Y/N: Yeah, I had to ask Tadashi for your schedules, too.

Kei: She came to the games and I realized that I loved her because when she watched I would put all this effort. I guess I wanted to impress her.

Y/N: Well for me, it was when he helped me in class. I was near tears because I really couldn’t understand the lesson and he got in the seat next to me and started explaining the lesson without berating me at all. I think it was that small vulnerability that we shared that really made me fall for him.

[How did you two start dating?]

Kei: I asked her out.

Y/N: No, you didn’t.

Kei: I told you that I liked you, and brought you to a library date.

Y/N: Correction: He told me he liked me, and as soon as I said I liked him too, he dragged me to a library.

Kei: Same thing.

Y/N: Yeah but you didn’t ask me out, you just took me out. Non-consensual, Tsukki, my dear. <smirking>

Kei: You were too busy talking to the dinosaur plushie on the library bean bags to notice that I was there.

Y/N: He was adorable.

Kei: He was a brontosaurus. You called him a giraffe dinosaur. <chuckles>

-in a separate room by yourself-

[What is one thing you never got to tell him?]

Y/N: That he could trust me. I know that he probably knows he can trust me but you need reassurance form time to time. It’s something I wasn’t able to give him while we still dated.

[Why did you date him?]

Y/N: I was really comfortable around him. Sometimes I need a break from everything and he was able to give me everything and more. It just felt so safe and secure around him, like I didn’t need to do anything to be loved except for be me. <smiling>

-in a separate room by himself-

[What is one thing you never got to tell her?]

Kei: That I completely trust her with all my heart. I’m aware that I have “trust issues” and I’m not one to depend on others, but I just really wish that she knows that she’s one of the only people I really trust.

[Why did you date her?]

Kei: I trusted her. Like I said, I completely trust and can rely on her. When I first met her, I thought she was annoying, but if she hadn’t been so patient with me and if she hadn’t took time to listen to me, I think I’d be way more closed off than I am now.

[What’s something the both of you always did, just the two of you?]

Y/N: We would go to this place that sold strawberry shortcake! He’d get that and I’d get some chocolate cake, then he’ll look at me like I’m crazy. I’ll be like “what?”. And he’ll just stare at my cake. I’ll then offer him some, then he’ll say something about how strawberry is better than chocolate. Then we’d argue a little.

Kei: It’s because you keep insisting on being wrong.

Y/N: No, you just like denying the fact that your taste buds don’t work properly.

[What’s your favorite memory with them?]

Y/N: Ooh! There was this time I took a picture of him and then <bursts out in laughter> I sent it to Tanaka and he edited it into a dinosaur body. So I set it as his wallpaper and the next day in class A NOTIFICATION POPPED UP AND THE TEACHER WHO WAS GOING TO CONFISCATE HIS PHONE HAD AN EYEFUL OF TSUKKI WITH A DINOSAUR BODY. <laughing>

Kei: She tripped and landed on her face. She started choking too at the same time. Then she got up and left. She thought no one saw her. I have video footage.

Y/N: KEI, I WAS CHOKING AND YOU DIDN’T HELP?

Kei: You laid there for about 5 minutes, I thought you were dead already.

[The thing you loved the most about them?]

Y/N: His smile. It’s such a small and simple thing but I rarely see it. Kei keeps his emotions to himself, so when I do see his smile, it’s just really nice. It’s soft and reassuring and it makes me feel so happy. And it shows how he really trusted me, because there’s so much that he tells me and it makes me feel really happy he’s okay with smiling in front of me.

Kei: <softly smiling> Her eyes. I see how she feels in her eyes and when she looks at me like I’m her world, it feels great. <lets out a laugh> It makes things a lot easier and lighter to carry.

[The thing you hated the most about them?]

Y/N: I’m not saying that he doesn’t open up, because he does! But there’s this limit to where he opens up, and I trust him and I understand that that might be the point of where he’s comfortable, but I just wish he’d be a little more comfortable with me. But I completely understand, it’s something that takes time.

Kei: <looking at Y/N> Thank you.

Y/N: <smiles>

Kei: I hate how she sometimes disregards her emotions. She tends to put her work over her health and I get worried that it’ll get to a point where she might get really stressed and unhappy.

[How did you feel about each other before this?]

Kei: Scared. I was scared she might hate me or she wouldn’t be doing well. I was worried for the most part but I was scared that she’ll hate me. <lets out a breath>

Y/N: <turns to Kei> I couldn’t ever hate you. Even if we technically broke up, we were friends before lovers.

Kei: Then what did you think of me?

Y/N: I missed you.

Kei: What?

Y/N: Like I said, we were friends before lovers. I guess even if the love we had meant a lot to me, I can’t forget that bond from when we were best friends. It means a lot to me that you’re my friend, so yeah. I missed you.

[How do you feel now?]

Y/N: I want to be friends yeah, maybe get back to how we used to be. Close and comfortable without tension, but I’m ready if you think that there’s certain things that we can’t repair. After all, a bond goes two ways. It’d be unfair to both of us if one of us were unwilling. <smiling>

Kei: A little confused. I… <shocked>

Y/N: Take your time.

Kei: No it’s just, to think that it means a lot to you. It just makes me feel a lot more comfortable. So yeah. I’m a little confused but I’m glad. <smiling>

[How were fights like?]

Y/N: It would really depend what the fight was about. If it was nonsense, it was just teasing and playful. Arguments would be talked out rationally. But when it’s something big, it would be pretty bad.

Kei: We would say some pretty horrible things to each other in the spur of the moment and it would take a while to make up.

[How did you break up?]

Y/N: Um, well, it was a bit-

Kei: It sucked. It was a fight, a pretty big one. I don’t even remember what it was about but we were both pissed. I wasn’t pissed at her, I just had a bad day and took my anger out on her. I know I said some pretty disgusting things to her-

Y/N: I did too. And I’m sorry. I think…I think we took it too far that time.

Kei: We did. I’m sorry too. I didn’t mean any of it.

[Are you willing to try again?]

Kei: After this, we can go out to the cake shop and you can decide if you want to be friends, try again, or just remain strangers. It just feels right to treat you there.

Y/N: No, I’m willing to try again. Let’s still go to the shop, though. Just know that I’m willing to try again. <grinning>

Kei: I am too. <smiling>

“And 2 months has passed! It’s time to see Y/N and Tsukishima!”

[How are you guys?]

Y/N: Great. Amazing. Extraordinary. Magnificent. Photosynthesis. Wait-

Kei: What? I’m not a plant.

Y/N: You’re a beanstalk.

Kei: You’re insufferable.

Y/N: Then leave.

Kei: No.

Taglist: [Closed] @honeyr4ven @piershoesz @strawberry-mentos-dreams

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baby steps | tsukishima k.

synopsis: patience was a word that was both a struggle and a gift for you, kei, and your five year old son.

characters: tsukishima kei, you, your son

genre: fluff, family!au

wc: 1500+

a/n: hi nina lol

tsukishima kei wasn’t too keen on fixing messes all that much, but fatherhood definitely did pose the challenges in life he wasn’t expecting to take on so soon in his life.

then again, a difficult challenge was still a sign of progress at the end of the day. or at least, that’s what he always tries to tell himself. getting him to admit his struggle was the one thing that took you tooth and nail to achieve.

your husband was—is—a stubborn man.

he stood his ground with a resolution quite steadfast; usually, for the right reasons, but in moments like these it just infuriated you to no ends. but patience, thankfully, was one of your strong suits. you could read kei as if you were reading a summary of a book; where within a quick scan of the page, or in this case his posture, you already could grasp at the hints regarding the thoughts that must be swimming through his head.

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Epithymei

Epithymei (επιθυμei), Greek - yearning, desire

Pairing: Tsukishima x Reader

Words: 2.3k

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, weed, and sex (but nothing suggestive); mutual pining

A/N: College!AUs give me life, okay? I wrote this a while ago and I feel a little meh about it but I figured I’d post it anyway :)

Normally, Tsukishima would just ignore a call he got in the middle of the night. There was nothing that could possibly be so important that it required him waking up. Besides, if it was that important, they would just leave a message. However, this caller was insistent, and his phone had been ringing for the past five minutes. He groaned, snatching his phone and pressing it to his ear without even checking to see who it was.

“What?” he spat, slinging his free arm over his eyes in exasperation.

“Tsukkiiiiiiiiiiiiii!” your voice came loudly through the speaker, making him pull the phone away from his ear with a grimace. There was a lilt to your voice that he knew meant you were drunk, and he sighed, scrubbing his hand down over his face.

“What do you want?” he grumbled.

It was silent for a few moments on your end, but then your words came through a bit softer, and he swore he could hear the pout in your voice. “Were you sleeping?”

“Of course I was sleeping, idiot,” he scoffed and turned to squint at his bedside clock. “It’s two thirty in the morning.”

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Haikyuu boys as dads

characters: Iwaizumi, Kenma, Bokuto, Tsukishima

genre: fluff, Timeskip!

a/n: link to sign up for my tag-list is here! will also be doing a part 2 for this fic

tag-list: @toobsessedsstuff

— Kenma

You stir awake, missing the warmth of your husband as you glance tiredly at the clock beside your bed. 4 am it read.

You awoke slowly, curious as to why your husband was missing from the comforts of your bed only to find him holding your newborn baby girl in his arms as he swayed side by side.

Rocking his babygirl to sleep, Kenma softly sang a song. It told your baby about the joys of life and at that moment you couldn’t help but to lean on the doorway to the nursery and just watch as the scene unfolds infront of you.

Kenma smiles down at the bundle of joy in his arms, gently bringing her to his lips so that he could softly kiss her on the crown of her head.

His smile widens as you slithered your arms around his waist. He can never stop thinking and thanking to whatever god that was taking care of his little family from above.

He kisses you on the forehead as well. The two of you glancing down at your baby.

“You two are my entire world” he whispers, eyes filled full of affection. “never forget that” with eyes locked on yours.

— Tsukishima

It has been a long and tiring day and you couldn’t help but look forward to seeing your husband and your baby boy. You unconsciously smiled as you thought about your two boys at home.

“I’m home” you say, confused when you hear the television blasting but not the familiar pitter patter of your son’s small footsteps, eager to meet u at the door.

You walk quietly into the living room to find your husband sprawled on the couch with your son tucked safely into his side.

The two boys sleeping with their mouths slightly open and at that moment you couldn’t help but to take out your phone and capture the precious moment.

Tsukishima wakes up at the sound of your camera. He doesn’t say anything, but lifts his other arm to welcome you home.

You snuggled into his free side, gently caressing your son’s head before looking up at tsukishima who was already looking down at the both of you.

He kisses the top of your son’s head before capturing your lips into a soft and gentle kiss.

“welcome home y/n”

— Iwaizumi

you wake up as your adorable twin baby girls paddle onto the bed and hugged you tightly. Their giggle filled the room and as tired as you were you couldn’t help but smile.

You turn onto your back and greet both of them eagerly. They were already dressed and their hair is neatly tied.

“mama, happy mother’s day” and with that they pounced onto you and gave you big hugs.

You were surprised and just realised that it was bright and early and your husband was missing.

“Girls, i told you to wait for me” Iwaizumi grumbled, entering the room with a big tray of breakfast foods, especially your favourites.

Iwaizumi set it down before coming to hug you, “happy mother’s day sweetheart” he whispers. The girls squeezed their way between the two of you.

Iwaizumi smiles, filled with happiness, he kisses all of you on the forehead.

“My girls”

— Bokuto

His tongue darts out a little as his eyebrows furrow in concentration. His big fingers struggling to tie his daughter’s hair while she plays has you giggling at the doorway.

He whines in frustration as you laugh with amusement. “Honey, i can’t-damnit” he says with a pout.

Your daughter, who was playing with her toys quietly infront of her daddy, turns around and pats her dad on the cheeks with her tiny hands.

“daddy, don’t be angwy” and with that he’s a goner.

He smooshes her against his chest and squeals like a little girl himself. “yes baby i’m not, just want to make you all pretty” he coos in delight

He turns toward you and beckon you over with his other arm wide open to welcome you.

“my princesses, you’re both the most beautiful in the whole wide world”

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HQ boys + Obsessed with you

when they think about you... brain go brrrrr

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Kuroo carries a portrait of you, and a Polaroid picture of the both of you together around in his wallet. He breaks it out whenever he gets the chance, and often uses it to show off during business meetings. Every intern that works at his company has been shown your picture by Kuroo during orientation.

Tsukishima has your initials engraved into his sports glasses so that you’re close to him during every game. He has them engraved on every single pair that he owns.

Atsumu won’t stop talking about you during every single one of his interviews. He always finds a way to bring the topic back to you. “What are some important rituals you perform before every game, Miya-san?” “Eat a good meal, do my stretches, and get a kiss from y/n!”

Ushijima makes sure to only accept sponsors from all of your favorite brands so that he can get you free merchandise. Don’t even bother asking him why he’s in a commercial for Potato Chips when he doesn’t look like he’s touched a bag in his life. It’s because they offered to give you limited edition flavors.

Iwaizumi loved letting you borrow his clothes, bc when you returned them, they always smelled of your perfume. Iwaizumi doesn’t admit that he sends hours inhaling your scent, avoiding washing his clothes so he could be surrounded by you. But when you stopped giving his clothes back (sigh), iwaizumi resorts to keeping a bottle of your perfume in his room, and sprays it whenever he misses you

Sakusa moved in with you after one week of dating. He literally showed up once, and then never left. He’s there when you wake up, and he’s there when you go to sleep. You haven’t spent one single night apart since making it official. Sakusa tried going on a boys trip once and literally called you to pick him up from the train station just four hours in. He’s not going anywhere.

Kageyama brings items of your clothing with him to away games. Whichever he can get his hands on — a shirt, shorts, a sweater, whatever. You nearly had a heard attack when you were helping him unpack and you found underwear. It took you a few seconds to realize it was yours.

Suna got your name tattooed on him. He may have been drunk, and it may have been on a dare, but he displays this tattoo proudly. He hates when people ask “well, what if you guys break up?” as if Suna would be dumb enough to ever let that happen.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

rbs v appreciated! <3

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