#diamond x black

[loneycorner]

Man.

I love gay people 😮‍💨

[sl33paholics]

Josuke Higashikata Dating / Relationship Headcanons!

(He's so baby lowkey)

Song: Always Forever by Cults

How does he realize that he's in love?

He always finds himself fumbling and stumbling over his words whenever talking to you. Josuke always tries to keep his conversations between you two as SHORT as possible.

He cheeses up whenever your name is mentioned. A huge smile appears on his face, teeth showing and everything. Josuke experiences the butterflies! His heart races so fast, and he's red to the ears. Josuke even tries to get his friends to stop talking about you around him, gets him all jumpy and scared.

Josuke often finds himself daydreaming. Whenever it's so hot Josuke can't focus, or the lesson is too long and boring, he can imagine himself sitting next to you. Just goofing around, passing notes, and cracking jokes. It's only until his teacher slams on his desk to make him snap out of it.

The lovestruck boy feels a longing and yearning for your presence whenever you're not around. If you gotta get to your classes, he'd watch you disappear within the crowd as he wished for you to stay a bit longer.

Without a doubt this man would be jealous as FUCK whenever you're around other people than HIM. Josuke could chuckle and giggle around you and the other person, but as soon as you leave he can't help but have the urge to punch the wall.

What would Josuke do in his private time with his partner?

I can see Josuke enjoying quiet time. He's so energetic around his friends and at school, just being with you throughout the night, watching movies, or talking to each other in general. The boy loves the peace and intimacy together.

Playing video games can be a big factor. Competitive video games always get Josuke pumped and in the mood to overthrow you in any way possible. Just don't be surprised when his mom walks in and shouts at you two to be quiet 🤭

Swapping out and exchanging music tastes. Josuke is going to fein over showing you music like Prince (since it's his favorite artist) the two of you would be listening to people such as David Bowie, Whitney Houston, Jimi Hendrix, Stevie Wonder, and many more all evening.

Cooking together. This. Boy. Can. Not. Cook. For. Shit. Josuke is always relying on you for assistance on whatever meal he wants to make, but he's not embarrassed to learn from his partner to improve on his own skills in the kitchen 🧑‍🍳

Most importantly, CUDDLING. Oh, how much Josuke loves to be intimate with you while watching TV before lights out. He craves physical touch, so expect to be in his arms all night.

Does he see having a future with you? Where would your relationship take y'all?

I can see Josuke being so head over heels for you. I mean, you're his first ever serious relationship. The boy is only 16. Only time would tell what could happen as the years go on.

Despite being very popular at school, he's sticking to the loyal code. As if Josuke wasn't already overwhelmed by the girls huddling around him beforehand, now he's confident to shoo them away and show you off. Intentional or not.

It would be nice to celebrate anniversaries. Josuke has always been infatuated on surprising you on the day with gifts! Maybe not expensive ass gifts, but possible handmade that he did with his mom 🥰 or jewelry that he can afford (if he can learn how to save up 🙄)

His mother hounds Josuke about his relationship, but not in a bad way. Tomoko wants the best for his son (and lowkey doesn't want him to end up like Joseph), so she's heavily involved in what you two do. Sure, it's very annoying, but Josuke knows his mother doesn't mean any harm.

Josuke can see himself years down the line having a family with you. He's really that lovestruck and delulu, so you have to remind him that you guys are only teens and don't know what life has for the both of y'all at the end of the tunnel.

Josuke just really loves you <3

[k0droid]

would they say the n-word / are they racist: twisted wonderland edition

Inspired by twstowo's taxes headcanon post.

I meant to post this during february but i just didnt.

REMEMBER THAT IS ALL FOR SHITS N GIGGLES. IF YOU THINK YOUR POOKIE IS/IS NOT A RACIST, REBLOG OR LEAVE A COMMENT

4/2 edit: JESUS CHRIST DON'T TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY 😭😭 THESE AREN'T REAL HCS, JUST SOMETHING STUPID FOR BLACK TWST FANS TO ENJOY

GRIM: Yess that's my baby boy my son my son yes I give him the pass

RIDDLE: Couldn't waterboard the n-word outta him. Uses 'Off With Your Head' to punish anyone who uses slurs

TREY: Wouldn't. Not a racist and has no interest in saying the word.

CATER: Researches what's offensive to certain groups so he can stay respectful, no n-word from him

ACE: ace is literally that one white friend who thinks his n-word 'jokes' are funny (they're not) and he walks around with Riddle's collar because of that. He def went to a middle school named after a Confederate, but he's not racist for the most part "I play basketball so-" or "I'm gonna say the n-word: ninja!!" - 🥸

DEUCE: No. He's a good guy. He would never and if he said something remotely offensive, he'd apologize with tears

LEONA: YESS BLACK KING 🗣🔥🔥‼‼‼‼

JACK: Could and he does, but only occasionally. Punches the shit outta Ace's shoulder if he says something distasteful

RUGGIE: YES he just light-skinnted 😕 Ace would make fun of him for eating all the stereotypical foods

AZUL: Slightly racist. Just slightly. Seems like the type to get a lil tense when a tanned, well-built dude walks into the Monstro Lounge. starts clutching his pearls n shit

JADE: No, I don't really see him being racist or saying the n-word

FLOYD: Probably the least likely to say the n-word and would get offended that you even assumed. Like his entire mood would change if you mention it "Ehh Shrimpy? You tryna get squeezed? What made you think I would say that??" *fucking kills you*

KALIM: No, no n-word from Al-Asim. I could see him as a racist though. i think of kalim as purposely ignorant so in my mind, he's INTENTIONAL with his microaggressions but no one really calls him out on it.

JAMIL: Yes but only cuz I give him the pass.

VIL: Doesn't say the n-word (he knows better) but probably screams it in his thoughts. idk guys vil just seems a bit racist.

ROOK: Who's in Paris. LOL but I don't think he'd say the n-word. Also probably one of the least racist here. But he'd bring up eugenics in a convo and ruin the mood completely.

EPEL: I genuinely don't know if he would or not. Like because he from some rural area (to my knowledge, i js started book 5), i feel like he wouldn't because he'd know better. but i also heard that epel is misogynistic and hating black people & hating women go hand in hand (misogynoir)

IDIA: No but it wouldn't be surprising. i can already imagine him in that cod lobby. probably gets his slurs from cater

ORTHO: No my sweet child would not say the n-word. would blast idia out of this world with a charged beam if he said anything offensive

MALLEUS: No.

LILIA: Probably has said it before and is the most educated when it comes to black culture in the diasomnia group other than sebek (my 4c king)

SEBEK: No, in fact i might give him the pass (#mixedking😍❤️)

SILVER: No but probably a little colorist. yk how some black men love to scream from the mountain tops that they love white women? well silver is that white woman. js saying

this was fun to make. pls remember that its just a silly post, dont get mad because only hit dogs will holler.

"what abt the staff/yuus/extras-" send an ask :3

4/2 edit: its crazy cuz the only mad people are white🧍🏾‍♀️

[five-crows-in-a-trenchcoat]

Yknow, it took a very long time for me to realise what the title of pokemon x y (and z) meant bc up until then they were all pretty solid counterparts. Red, blue and yellow, the primary colours. Gold, silver and crystal, the luxurious. Ruby, sapphire and emerald, not only precious gems but the rgb colours (and just colour matching the legendaries too). Diamond (the classic ‘most valuable’ stone), pearl (the classic ‘most valuable’ biological ‘stone’), and platinum (the classic ‘most valuable’ metal). Black and white.

After x and y we of course had sun and moon, sword and shield and finally scarlet and violet (infrared and ultraviolet, the two ends of the colour spectrum. The only reason they wouldn’t have called it pokemon infrared and ultraviolet is bc pokemon red already exists and ppl would think it was a gen 1 remake, and ultra sun/moon also already exists).

But back when x and y came around, and I thought ‘it’s just letters, I know that the legendaries sort of look like them but if it’s opposites then shouldn’t it be a and z?’ (Cool how they brought that back with legends z-a)

And it took me way too fucking long to realise that x y and z are the three digital planes to symbolise Pokémon’s first mainline 3D game. Idk I just thought that was neat.

[short-black-diamond]

{His woman.}

This is just a fantasy! AU, with princess x servant/bodyguard (?), reader is a badass lady and the servant is head over heels for her. also, have fun reading!

also, I tried to make this as poc! friendly as possible. I have written some parts about hair, but I don't mean it in a bad/racist way. I'm not black, but in this story, you just have problems with your hair like I do, so I literally just inserted myself there. I just made it so other people could maybe relate to my problems too :)

Warnings: suggestive content, Your bodyguard masturbates to you behind closed doors in detail, angst-father issues/trauma/no love (at first, maybe a part two? 👀👀👀), near death experience-but not you

this is more like a story, so buckle up babes! Also, I think I'll make more parts of these, but tell me if you like it!

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I have plenty of weird but also pretty romantic dreams, and in this one, I was some sort of princess who had to choose a husband because of being the next queen and only child and no brother and bla bla bla.

BUT. I also had some sort of, I dunno, servant? Well, someone who always watched me/my back like some sort of bodyguard. The thing was, he was pretty hot. Freckles which adored and accentuated the cheeks, neck, shoulders (+ other body parts 😏), glasses in front of tired, serious eyes, long/dark brown thick/curly locks that were always in a low pony tail and forehead fringes that gave the guy a cute but also at the same time hot look, big nose, broad shoulders, tall, muscular body (but not too buff), nice arms, veiny hands and pretty much everything that would make a woman wet swoon.

Also, the voice was to die for. Do you know professor cal? (I know him from youtube). Yeah, I had his voice in my head as the guard and let me tell you guys, I wanted that guy to become real.

Also, let's call him...Cal, okay? because of professor cal's voice, alright? and his nickname or real name will be Lasco, so when you are alone with him, you call him cal! And you're the only one who's allowed to call him that.

But that's not- okay wait that was mainly the fucking introduction of the guy of my dreams, now let me start with the introduction of the story.

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"Your majesty, you can't just reject a man blindly-", a nameless maid said, but was interrupted by your soft glare. "And why can't I?", you asked gently, looking at her with an almost pleading look. you wanted to know the answer as well.

Your poor excuse of a brutish father and shitty leader of your country wanted you to be married to an unimportant country. The son from the country was a playboy, treated women like objects, didn't know what sharing meant, stepped and spit on other people and wasn't really interested in you, more attracted to your body.

your mother was a softspoken woman, but since women were still not respected in the monarchy, you wanted to change that. you hated that your mother couldn't stand up for herself. you hated that she got belittled whenever you were around, and you feared that it was much worse when you weren't.

One day, however, it all stopped. and you were the reason.

"Why should I marry him again?", you asked the man who was one of the reasons you came to this world. you hated to call him that.

Father.

ugh.

your 'father' gave you a glare which you reciprocated tenfold, making the geezer sitting in front of you scratch his neck nervously.

"Well, because... because I said so!" "And what use would that bring to our kingdom?"

"How dare you-" "Your highness. please tell me. Why am I going to be betrothed to a man whom I have no information over and who doesn't even seem interested in wanting to get to know me? What use would our marriage have?", you retorted quickly, eyeing the guest to your 'father's' left. His son was right next to him, glaring at you angrily. your mother only looked at you with a shocked expression before standing up to apologize-

"Don't, mother. You have no reason to do that.", you only said coldly while holding a hand towards her direction, awaiting a plausible explanation from the bastard sitting next to your king.

"Listen, me and your father are good friends, and we decided that it'd be a good idea if-"

"So you have no use for the country but just want us to get married to each other because you guys are friends? Or because your whore of a son can't seem to stop getting his dick wet and because I have never touched a man? If that's the reason, THEN YOU CAN FUCK RIGHT OFF!!!", you screamed, pulling your golden sword from it's home-your earrings-and pointed it towards the bastard.

That seemed to be the thing they were not prepared for, because the king from the other country and his son scrambled away while your 'father' was getting angry at you. But, oh boy.

How was the saying again? Like father, like daughter?

If his anger was already bad enough that most people from his own country feared him because of his temper, how would the other countries try to calm yours?

"YOU INSOLENT CHILD! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST DO AS YOU'RE TOLD?! DAY AND NIGHT AM I WORKING-"

"WORKING?! DON'T GIVE ME THAT! WHAT YOU CALL 'WORKING', IS JUST FUCKING OTHER BITCHES, LOOSING YOUR MONEY FROM GAMBLING AND GIVING ALL YOUR DUTIES TO THE POOR SERVANTS!

YOU ARE NO WHERE TO BE CALLED A KING, A LORD OR EVEN A LEADER! YOU'RE NOT EVEN A GOOD FATHER!", you roared, your voice booming louder in the castle than his ever could, grabbing the attention of all the residents of your own, soon to be castle.

your golden sword pointed towards him, and while nearly every servant and some guards gathered together to know what this family fuss was about again, they were shocked and surprised to see that you were pointing your sword at him.

sure, you had arguments and fights with that old geezer, but nothing ever was as serious as this. "You put-" "YOU LISTEN TO ME, YOU POOR EXCUSE OF A MAN, I am done with you humiliating our name, or kingdom, our country. do that you get the hell away from here, with all your fucking concubines and mistresses. and don't you ever show your face in here, or my country again. because if you do...

... then I'll find you and behead you myself."

All he could do was run, run as fast as he could, and while he was still at it, his concubines and bad partners, gambling friends, drinking friends and other bad people he liked to associate with, followed him as well while taking all their belongings, which surprisingly, wasn't less than you imagined.

After the last one was gone, your mother only whispered your name and you immediately threw yourself to the ground in shame in front of your mother. "I beg for forgiveness. Please forgive me for my big mouth and sharp tongue, mother. please don't be mad at me-"

"Mad at you? Oh, my sweet daughter, how could I ever be mad at you?", she asked, opening her arms with tears eyes and a wobbly smile. You ran towards her but held her as gently as you could, like a flower. "I fear that I do not onderstand, mother. Why are you not mad? I put shame on your name for rejecting a noble's proposal...!"

Your mother only chuckled, happy to hold her one reason to stay alive in her arms. She was also glad that everyone saw that her and her daughter were so close and that the rumours about the daughter and the mother hating each other would come to an end. "That's exactly why I am so proud of you, my love. you have mastered what I couldn't and still can not do today; express myself, voice out my uncomfy state, give my opinion...being loud. Being heard. Being understood."

You stroked your mother's back like a mother consoling her child. your mother's nerves were always on haywire when your father was around, and it was tearing your heart apart to see your mother so scared in the presence of that former bastard of a leader.

"I will try my best to help you mother. After all, you are leading this kingdom on your own now. But fear not, I will stay by your side until death will tear us apart. But even then, I will not rest in peace until I have found your soul next to mine and we can be together again, even after we've descended to heaven.", you promised. She only hugged you tighter and released a breath.

Lasco, your bodyguard, who has witnessed your great performance of strength and anger, only watched you in awe, a small blush on his cheeks. See, as you were the crown princess, the next queen and he was your guard, he had to look after you ever since he could remember. he was also your best friend and you and him did pretty much everything together.

Except...

...love.

...

It was actually not fair, to be honest. Cal had a crush on you since the first time he saw you, which was when him and you were children; even when you were chubby, had snot coming out of your nose, and always chaos-hair. what drew him to you was your calm nature. He thought of you like a flower when he first met you. Never bothering anyone. always in your own little world. You never yelled, or got really angry or made a fuss out of everything. Only when something really bothered you, did you frown, pout, and release a small and quiet 'hmpf!' sound, which he cherished forever by grabbing at his chest where his heart belonged whenever you did it.

He also found you really cute. your eyes were so adorably wide and full of wonder, wanting to explore the world with silent pleading. But since it was forbidden, you examined books, maps and even listened to adventurers and businessmen and women who sailed the world like your life depended on it.

Your hair seemed to have a mind of it's own, as it was either perfectly calm, a few strands of hair not wanting to go to their place or your hair pointing to all directions. your personality was also to respect, or gush over.

You were always a calm kid, never dared to trouble your parents, always good with everyone. you tried your best to help everyone and do your homework or train your body to fit into a queen's life. you tried to take as much off of your mother's chest and shoulders as you could, with no regard of self care.

you, with those beautiful eyes, that changed over the years.

Your body, that changed over the years.

Your mind changed too.

But it scared him.

Sure, you've gotten a lot smarter and even more helpful than you already were. you blossomed from a small, sweet, shy, friendly, peace-loving girl to a poisonous, beautifully, deathly and ruthless woman. But Cal was not even close to the mind to complain.

I mean, you've grown up, and so has he. It was just...to him, time flew by so quickly. One moment, he was protecting you from other baby princes from bullying you because of your shy nature, then you and him talked about serious topics like future and love in your teenage years, where he nearly gave out his secret of having a crush on you, and now, you had to choose a husband, rule the kingdom alongside your mother, and forbid war, even when your kingdom was one of the strongest out there.

Cal has fallen for you. And...so have you.

You fell for him the moment he gave you the promise that he'd always protect you. It was when you two were still children. He was eight and you were five at the time, but you could not mistake your warming cheeks and fluttering stomach for anything else but love towards that boy. the first few weeks, you hid from him, spoke as little as possible with him and never looked him in the eyes.

You were wondering every night if Cal knew about how you gave him heart eyes everytime you two locked eyes. or if he maybe thought of you as a pretty girl...? Or if he thought of you as a nuisance, because you thought that you'd be one to him, being a princess and all. Since you had trouble forming big sentences and tended to be shy by nature, even as a grown up, you only gave him commands, asked about his wellbeings, or nodded when he gave you an update about something.

The more days passed, the more you strived to be perfect. Not just for the people you'd have to rule over one day, or your mother, but for him. you wanted to show him that you could become the perfect leader. That you'd become a great queen. You took more care to your body when Cal made some remarks about how skin care was less appreciated these days. your hair seemed to follow your lead too, because over the years, you managed to take proper care of it.

you took more care in the way you dressed, acted, spoke and most importantly, your face. you always frowned, naturally, and you hated it. You hated when people asked you why you were looking so sad or glum or depressed or angry, and you were left irritated. so you always raised your brows to give your face not an irritated, but bored look. Better than nothing, right?

whenever you looked at Cal, you didn't see your bodyguard, but a potential lover. He was always good with kids, treated women with the utmost respect, was one of the strongest men in your kingdom and very handsome.

However, there was one information that shattered your little love world and heart yes and daydreams about Cal; you had to marry a prince. Bodyguards were not allowed as potential husbands, except for when you'd like to have a consort or lover.

You, from that moment on, forbid your feelings towards your longest friend and buried them into the darkest corners of your heart, soul, and mind. and over the months, you managed to hold proper conversations with him, plus, you didn't see him as husband material anymore.

Or so you thought.

...

NSFW:

As you were busy with making new rules, comforting your mother and firing your father's followers, Cal thought that you didn't have any use for him at the moment, which was good.

As fast as he could, he excused himself with a silver plate in front of his crotch and went straight to his room. Beforehand, he made sure that no one was in the hallway, so that they couldn't hear him doing his unholy, and unforgivable act. In his chamber, he whimpered into his hand and his other one grabbed his hard-on. His glasses went down a little, but not that he cared. Lasco moaned into his hand as he slid against the door a little, panting at the thought of you.

You, who so bravely told your father to fuck out of your life with a blade at the bastards throat which you took from your earrings. you, who always was so...cold, but at the same time so unbelievably hot at the same time. His princess, who didn't want any nameless, stupid prince. Cal didn't know what type of prince you'd like. What type of husband would meet your standards. Maybe the fictional characters you've been sighing about with a sweet smile and gazing off with a blissed out face?

C-could he call you... his princess? Could he call you...his girl?

...His woman?

At that thought, Lasco stumbled towards his bed, throwing his belt and pants to the ground before stripping off his underwear and grasping his leaking cock. It may look small in his hands, but if you saw it, you'd be really scared of it's size and girth. Much over average, about 9 and a half inches, and his girth around the width of your wrist. His mushroom head was adorably flushed a light pink, with freckles adorning his shaft and inner thighs- actually his whole body to be honest.

He pumped it a few times, abs already glistening with sweat, whimpering in a high pitched voice again, brows furrowing and shoulders shaking, his nipples growing hard at the cool air of his room, forgetting that he'd get overly sensitive when he got hard because of you. He whined when he immediately had a flashback of him following after you for safety reasons and you suddenly halting in front of him and him stumbling on you, his hips - and so his dick - brushing against your soft, plump ass. When you turned to apologize, there was only a gust of whind in form of his silhouette.

He rubbed his head a little harder, and choked back a sob. His glasses nearly fell off, but he adjusted them while his left hand shook from touching himself. he faced the door this time, his brows furrowing, as he stroked his shaft, the foreskin covering and uncovering his cockhead evertime he moved his hand up and down.

What if somebody came in? How would he explain himself?

Lasco massaged his balls gently, groaning before chuckling breathily, growing shy as he thought of you again with a cute -about to be fucked out- smile on his face.

What if you came in and caught him in this state? How would you react? What would you say? Would you get aroused too? Or bully him? Tease him? Or be disgusted by him for thinking of you so lewdly?

He cried out your name before cumming so suddenly, the orgasm shaking him. His back arched and his thighs squeezed shut a little, and his glasses finally fell down, onto the sheets which were now soiled. He felt like the walls of his room were still echoing your name and he groaned. Cal was laying on his back now, arms spread out and he stared at the ceiling.

He panted, grinning like a madman with a heavy blush. The thought of you catching him in such an incredulous act, with him parting his legs for you and chanting your name like a mantra, giving you a show-

Ah shit. He got hard again. He sighed exasperately.

Just as he was about to do the act again, this time feeling a little more guilty for picturing you doing these things to him, he changed his mind. He stood up, and took a long, cold shower.

END OF NSFW.

...

Now refreshed and not so horny anymore, the bodyguard quickly made his way over to your presence, fixing his posture and taking deep breaths, a neatly written letter which he wrote months ago, only for you and you only to read.

Maybe Cal should just confess and hope that you'd accept his feelings. But he didn't know how you felt about him. Since you were little - since the first time you two fucking met - you never really talked much with him. Cal was left wondering if you even harboured any feelings for him in the first place.

If you didn't then he'd make a total fool out of himself. If you did, then maybe...

Just maybe, he'd become your husband. Your husband, who'd try to read every single wish you had right from your delicate lips. Your lover, who'd be the man of your dreams if you said yes to the very question. Your lover, who'd swear to become the greatest king in history, with you as his strong, smart and beautiful wife. His woman.

He wanted to be yours so bad it hurt him mentally and physically whenever a love interest who wasn't him got brought up. whenever you spoke about maybe visiting or inviting a prince over made him hurl and want to punch a wall.

He didn't notice that he was already in front of your door, your deep, gentle voice immediately reaching his well-trained ears. He allowed himself to smile for a millisecond, then his smile vanished and he stepped inside.

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Heya, how was that?

I kinda let out everything I thought in here, like for part 2!

[mixtercandy]

drew more pokemon with a color pallet i really like :3

[lulublack90]

Prompt 30 - Diamond

@jegulus-microfic March 30 Word count 992

Previous part First part

Peter cowered in the middle of the cell. James and Sirius stood in front of him, glaring down at the pitiful man. 

Evan had put a block on Peters's magic while he’d been unconscious so he couldn’t transform into his animagus form. 

Sirius twirled Peters's wand in his hand, looking eerily like Regulus. Peter didn’t stand a chance. 

They’d decided, in case anything went wrong, that it was best if only the two of them were seen by Peter. Remus was supposed to be with the werewolves. Regulus, the Rosier twins and Barty were supposed to support Voldemort. If Peter somehow wormed his way out of this, he could potentially ruin everything they had so far accomplished and put them all in danger.  

“James, please!” Peter begged from the ground. “I was scared. I didn’t know what I was doing.” James clenched his jaw. Peter was lying to him. He caught the back of Sirius’s robes to stop him from leaping on Peter. 

“You knew exactly what you were doing, Peter when you got me to reveal that Sirius was still alive. You took me out to lunch and wheedled it out of me, and then you went straight to your master and spilled your guts. How could you betray me? How could you betray Sirius?” He was spitting by the end of his tirade.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. The Dark Lord he—he threatened my life if I didn’t do as he said.” Peter was crying now. Fat tears dripped down his face and turned the stones beneath him black.

“And Sirius would die if Voldemort decides to send someone after him because of the information you fed him.” He had to stop as his voice began to feel thick. 

“We were your brothers, Peter! We would have done anything for you! We would have died for you. You could have come to us if you were scared. But you know what? I don’t think you were sacred. I don’t think he did threaten you. I think you went to him yourself. You always were a little rat.” Sirius pounced, his hands curling into claws as he attacked the screaming Peter. 

James dragged his friend off the quivering mess on the floor. 

“Sirius, calm down. We need to find out what he knows.” James whispered harshly into Sirius’s ear. Sirius growled and spat on the floor beside Peter. 

“Then, let’s hurry up and do it, James. I don’t know how much longer I can keep myself from turning into Padfoot and using my teeth.” Sirius gnashed his teeth together as though Padfoot was already trying to break through. James ran a calming hand down Sirius’s back, and his friend immediately unpuffed his chest and backed away from Peter a step. 

“Come on then, Peter. What else have you told Voldemort?” James’s voice was cold. He’d never been betrayed like this before. Even Regulus had never hidden his intention to join the Death Eaters, though, with Regulus, it was because his mother had given him no other choice. Peter had had many options, and he still chose Voldemort. 

“N-n-nothing. I haven’t told him anything else.” Peter whimpered. 

“Liar,” Sirius snarled. His eyes twitched as he stared at Peter. It took James a second to realise Sirius was performing legimency on Peter. 

After a few minutes, Sirius turned away and strode out of the cell. James conjured heavy manacles and chained Peter to the wall. He found Sirius curled up in Remus’s lap. He looked up when James walked in. His eyes were dull. The usual diamond gleam and sparkle that resided there had been ripped away by whatever he’d seen inside Peter’s head. 

“He told them everything.” He croaked. “Everything we’ve ever said about our assignments, everything from the meetings.” He let out a sob. “James, he was planning to help death eaters get into your parent’s house.” James felt the blood drain from his face and Regulus’s arms wrapping around him. 

“How—how far along was his plan?” He choked out, looking back at the door he’d just come through. 

“Not very. He hadn’t even mentioned it to Voldemort yet. I think they’re safe.” Sirius still looked panicked. They were his parents as much as James’s. 

“Anything else?” James asked, not sure if he wanted to hear anymore. 

“I was right. He joined them voluntarily.” James felt any loyalty he felt for Peter slip away. That man wasn’t his friend, and he couldn’t believe he’d ever trusted him. 

“What do you want to do?” Regulus asked, holding him close. James bit back the pain. He’d deal with it later. 

“We need to give him to Moody and make sure he knows he can’t make a deal with him.” 

It took some juggling, but they eventually managed to get Peter to one of the Order safe houses, and Moody appeared moments later, wand raised. 

“What are you doing here without permission?” He barked, still not lowering his wand. 

“We caught your spy. You’re welcome.” Sirius growled at him. 

“That wasn’t the plan, Black.” They were glaring at each other. 

“Yeah, well. He was planning on killing the Potters, among other things. He went to Voldemort and asked to join them. It’s time he was caught.” Moody didn’t argue. Effie and Monty Potter were loved by all, and even the grizzled Alastor Moody didn’t want to see anything bad happen to them. 

“Fine, I’ll get the rest of the information out of him and find somewhere to keep him.” He grabbed Peter’s shoulder and began shoving him further into the house. 

“No deals, Mad-Eye.” James’s tone was a warning. Moody scrutinised James from head to toe and snorted through his nose. 

“Fine, no deals.” 

James and Sirius went to the Potters house, needing to see they were safe and hug them. James had a quick conversation with Regulus, explaining what had happened between them and Moody, and then he was in Effie’s arms. 

Final part

[moonyfr]

Regulus in a modern muggle au would unironically watch Steven Universe (without telling a single soul of it, of course), and you can't make me change my mind about that

[rscroogedraws]

Cinderella moments can be a grown man wearing a pretty dress and giving his pretty boyfriend a stupidly big diamond.

[walrus150915]

This is Ballister Boldheart. He is the most powerful knight and he's also the one Ambrosius most likes to

[sl33paholics]

Hello, You really surprised me with how detailed you wrote about this fandom. This is something really wow.You are the third person I found on this Tumblr. If requests are still open, can I request about Jotaro, Polnareff and Josuke With a fem s/o reader who is very sexy but innocent and cute (like Bimbo) only she doesn't realize that many people like her. Please~ a little bit nsfw maybe ( It's up to you )

Love love from me to you

Keep Your Eyes In A Different Direction

The JoJos x bimbo!fem!reader

Characters include: Jotaro (p3), Polnareff (p3), and Josuke (p4)

Warning(s): slight nsfw (mentions of female body partz)

Josuke Higashikata

Sometimes, Josuke wonders how he ever bagged you.

I mean, look at you! Such a beautiful body, such a perfect ass. And those cheekbones…as if you were birthed to be the next top super-model in history. Those legs, though, are probably the most sinful things he's ever seen. And your skin…whenever touching it, it's smooth like silk.

It's difficult. It's difficult for Josuke to control the looming perverted eyes of his fellow male classmates at school and those drunk old-heads whenever you two are hanging out after school. It's hard not to think about what would happen if he could get you alone somewhere and take off all that gorgeous clothing. If he could lick the gloss from your lips and feel the softness of your skin beneath him. If he could kiss every inch of your body and feel every one of yours shudder with pleasure under his hands.

Josuke knows you have a reputation at school, just like him, so many admirers wanting to be your boyfriend or some other crazy shit like that. You're popular, and that makes you even more desirable. Even more of an object of desire. And yet, they couldn't. They boys know you two are together. A couple. Officially. But still, they can never bring themselves to do anything but stare at you while you walk across campus.

You're such a fucking tease. How dare you smile at every boy who looks at you in such a way? How could you possibly engage in conversation with boys whose obviously making moves on you and mistake it for a friendly interaction, only for Josuke to grab you by the wrist and pull you away. The worst part is that you don't see anything wrong with what the boys are constantly gawking and staring at you like a zoo animal, if he had the balls to do it, he would make-out in front of them to get his message across.

Although you may be a bit on the ditzy side, he still adores you. Josuke would do literally anything for you. Anything at all. Including getting caught up in some dumbass drama with the guys at school, trying to prove they won't get their hands on you, just so Josuke can get your attention.

Jotaro Kujo

You're his EVERYTHING.

After that long journey from Egypt, the man became a whole new person. As if he wasn't already before after being released from jail.

He needs your undivided attention all the time. Jotaro would never show any weakness in front of you or anybody for that matter, but for him to just squeeze you in an embrace when nobody was looking is something very intimate. Jotaro's just not like that with everyone else who can't handle your touch, but with you, he has nothing to hide. And it is so precious to see him open up, tell you everything about himself and everything. It's as if he's been holding it back since the start.

Jotaro wants to squeeze your big ole thighs every time he hugs you. He wants to bury his face in your neck and sighs happily into it. His hand reaches out to caress your cheek lovingly while his other arm wraps around your waist to pull you closer. Jotaro looks at you with a gaze as soft as the clouds. Hence, when returning to school, Jotaro has been more snappy than ever. Don't get it twisted. No one has DARED to ever approach you once it became known to everyone in the building that you and Jotaro were dating before sudden unfortunate events that had him away for days. He noticed that the boys suddenly got an ego boost. Everyone just assumed that the two of you "broke up" now those simps were getting all lovey dovey towards you.

Instead of telling them off, Jotaro was dumbfounded and reasonably upset when you would engage back with the boys with a teasing tone, a tone that you probably didn't know that was feeding into their egos. All it took for Jotaro was to stand behind you and look down at those boys with murderous intent before they would run off, scuttling like frightened rats.

Jotaro isn't too fond of showing PDA but he would definitely squeeze your ass to get how he's feeling about you to anyone point blank clear as day, and to remind you of your place when it comes to him.

It's no secret that Jotaro has a hard time expressing himself. With someone like yourself, you can easily understand that. You both have different personalities, so you might find yourself constantly struggling to make sense of what Jotaro wants. Jotaro's a complex guy, but he loves you anyway. Someone as pure and gorgeous like yourself, he's always going to protect you like his life depends on it.

Jean Pierre-Polnareff

The connection between you two is strong.

Considering the traumatic 50 day trip he had to endure, getting revenge on his sister, and being able to survive, you were like a new breath of fresh air that man even needed.

Both of you are romantic. Sexy. Outstandingly outgoing. As if it was fate that pulled you two together for you guys to meet in his home-country and begin a new relationship.

However, Jean noticed how much in the country of love, you weren't safe. No, there were just too many...unhinged men gawking at you whenever you guys went out. You would always enage back, because why not? You wouldn't want to look rude when someone is talking to you.

This irked Jean too much. Is this what it felt like to be jealous? To have people constantly hit on you? To ignore the fact that your partner is literally RIGHT THERE and still had the nerve to talk crazy? Oh, his poor heart and soul didn't like this venom feeling. Always expect Jean to make a whole scene just to embarass the guy and show him how annoying he really is and disturbing your evening with your precious boyfriend. He'd be talking about it all the way until the two of you get home.

Being intimate behind closed doors or in public doesn't concern this bubbly French man one bit! Jean loves to show you off to anyone and everyone in his presence, but he's very proud that he is the only person who gets to see you as you truly are: a caring, compassionate, beautiful woman. And yes, he'll do that again and again, just for the sake of showing that he loves you.

From the way he'll dress you up all nicely just to slowly and gently ruin you. How you can never tell what is going on in Jean's mind and how hard he works in every aspect of life just to prove to you that he will never treat you badly. That everything will turn out alright, because he is yours forever.

And those kisses that he's so desperate to give, Jean keeps asking you to give him so that he could feel better. Like they're some sort of therapy for his soul or something. The way the two of you would kiss for hours, with nothing else in between. How long it took for you both to calm down from the intensity of the passion and how his lips would always be covered in a layer of lipstick. It was adorable how embarrassed you are by these things. But also very sexy the way both of your stomachs would flutter with butterflies no matter how long the relationship lasted.

[sanriopinterest]

𝓛𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓱 🌺

(𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜)

𝚄𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜

𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓸🌧️🔪:

𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 🚫

𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎. 𝙰 𝚍-

𝙷𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚛𝚊*𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 ✋

𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗, 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 💫

𝓚𝓮𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓸 𝓝𝓲𝓳𝓲𝓶𝓾𝓻𝓪🔫💣:

𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞

𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 😐

𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛.. ☠️

𝓐𝓴𝓲𝓻𝓪 𝓞𝓽𝓸𝓼𝓱𝓲🎸⚡️:

𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐..

𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚢'𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜;

"𝚆𝙾𝚆! 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎!"

"𝙽𝚘."

"𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍? 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛"

"𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎"

"𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛?"

"𝙽𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜"

𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎- 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚢𝚊𝚜𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚝, 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑-

"𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍"

"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞?"

"𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑-"

"𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃"

𝓣𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓶𝓲 𝓚𝓸𝓫𝓪𝔂𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓲💵🗝️:

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍,

𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 🤨

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚜 🎉 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙺𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒

𝓣𝓸𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓴𝓪𝔃𝓾 𝓗𝓪𝔃𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓪🎮🖊️:

𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 4, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗

𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚓𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 🔪

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚓𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 '𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜' 🧍‍♀️

𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚗

𝙷𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚢!! 😊

𝓨𝓾𝓴𝓪𝓴𝓸 𝓨𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓲💕💇‍♀️:

𝚈'𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚔𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚒

𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞,

𝚈'𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗;

"𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚈𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚘 (●’◡’●)ﾉ"

"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝?"

"𝚄𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜"

"𝙴𝚡𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚎?"

"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚒 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚒𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙"

"🤩"

𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜

𝙶𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 ✌️

𝓣𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓸🍝🥫:

𝚄𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚔, 𝚗𝚘, 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 🤞

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚜 👫

𝓢𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓙𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓹𝓱👍🪨:

𝙰𝚑 𝚢𝚎𝚜 "𝙾𝙷 𝙼𝚈 𝙶𝙾𝙳"

𝙷𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢, 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢, 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞!

𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 ��� 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖-

𝓘𝓷𝓿𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓫𝓵𝓮 𝓑𝓪𝓫𝔂👶🕶️:

𝙰𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 🤩

𝙸𝚏 𝚓𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 '𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚘' 𝚏𝚛

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 💃

𝓡𝓸𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓚𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓫𝓮🖋️📖:

𝙰𝚑 𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑

𝚂𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝙷𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊, 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 🧍‍♀️

𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚊 💎

"𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊"

"𝙸 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝚃𝙵 𝙽𝙾𝚃"

"𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎- 🫠"

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚞𝚛 1/2 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜. (𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚒)

𝙷𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎, 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚓𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 🫶

𝓡𝓮𝓲𝓶𝓲 𝓢𝓾𝓰𝓲𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓸🩷🍡:

𝚁𝙴𝙸𝙼𝙸 𝙸𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻, 𝙱𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝚂𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁, 𝙱𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈, 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈

𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 🎶

𝙿𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎 💃

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍

𝓢𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓮𝓬𝓱𝓲🐝🤖:

𝙸𝚖 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝚔𝚞𝚢𝚊𝚜𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚔

𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 🫂

𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝙶𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙳𝙸𝙳𝙽'𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃💎

𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎

"𝙷𝚎𝚢 (𝚢/𝚗),𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎"

"𝙼𝚢 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 12-13 😃"

𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝚔𝚞𝚢𝚊𝚜𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎

(𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢)

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐,

𝓐𝔂𝓪 𝓣𝓼𝓾𝓰𝓲💄💇‍♀️:

𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚔𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚘 🌊

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 🕊

𝓚𝓲𝓻𝓪 𝓨𝓸𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓴𝓪𝓰𝓮✋👔:

𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚜

𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜

(𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜)

𝙷𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚢 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

𝓐𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓷 𝓑𝓸𝔂 '𝓜𝓲𝓴𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓪'💫🌟:

𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙴𝙽 𝙱𝙰𝙱𝚈!! 𝚆𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾

𝙷𝚎'𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢

"(𝚈/𝚗) 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎?"

" 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐?"

"𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎"

"𝙾𝙷, 𝚞𝚖 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎"

"𝙾𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, (𝚢/𝚗) 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚎?"

"𝙾𝙷 𝚄𝙼 𝙼𝙰𝚈𝙱𝙴 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚁𝙽, 𝙸 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝚆𝙴'𝚁𝙴 𝙰 𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙶?!!"

"𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚁𝙽?!?"

"𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚗𝚘.."

𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 👩‍🏫‍, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗

𝓗𝓲𝓰𝓱𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓖𝓸𝓰𝓸 '𝓨𝓾𝔂𝓪'🩼🏍️:

𝚈𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐, 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝, 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛

𝙱𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚝, 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚔𝚎.

𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢'𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎-

"𝙷𝚎𝚢 (𝚢/𝚗),𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎"

"𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎-"

𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 🫶

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙

𝓢𝓾𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓵𝔂 '𝓣𝓸𝔂𝓸𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓸'🚧🏢:

𝙰𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎,

𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝙹𝚎𝚛𝚔-𝚎𝚜𝚔

𝓟𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝓪𝓷 '𝓣𝓮𝓻𝓾𝓷𝓸𝓼𝓾𝓴𝓮'📃🗑️:

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚏 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚖

𝙰𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 👊

*(𝚢/𝚗) 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚜*

"𝙾𝙷 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝚃 (°𝚘°:)ᴼʰ"

"𝙽𝚊𝚑 𝚗𝚊𝚑, 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚙, 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚙"

𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚢'𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 💕

- ℙ𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕔 🍓🍋

(𝕆𝕄𝔾 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕊���𝕀𝕄𝔸𝕋𝔼 𝕋𝕆𝕆𝕂 𝕄𝔼 𝔸 𝔽𝕌𝕃𝕃 𝕎𝔼𝔼𝕂 𝕋𝕆 𝔽𝕀ℕ𝕀𝕊ℍ 𝔾𝕐𝔸𝕋 𝔻𝔸𝕄ℕ)

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My journey with you

Summary:

Mars and Fana departed on their journey to see the world.

First of the Kalola BC Ships Art series one shots ^^

Ship: Mars x Fana

Type: One shot

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 551

Author's note:

I'm planning to write those short one shots for each one of my arts. They will make up chapters of a one shot collection fic on Ao3.

Ao3

Times became peaceful after the brave knights of Clover defeated the Dark Triad, Devils and Morris who had affiliated himself with the Spade Kingdom. Even though the first two seemed more grave, Mars was the happiest with the last. Morris… He experimented on him, he was the reason why him and Fana were separated for so many years.

He looked to the side and saw his beloved walking, her fingers intertwined with his. He squeezed her gently. They were fine now. Clover and Diamond had signed a treaty, a new King has taken charge and Mars was relieved of his duties as the Shining General. He reunited with Fana. 

Their plan was to travel the world together, so they did. Sometimes it rained, the other times it snowed, but then the sun shone like on that day They were walking through a clearing, hand in hand. Mars watched his beloved. 

“What is it?” Fana smiled looking up at him. “You’ve been staring.”

“You’re beautiful,” Mars answered. “However I don’t need reasons to look at you,” a soft blush spread on his cheeks.

“Thank you,” the corners of her eyes happily wrinkled, before turning away. She suddenly stopped walking and pulled on his hand. “Look!” She exclaimed pointing up at the sky. 

Mars followed her gaze and noticed a small swallow gliding in the air. Fana’s eyes widened as she watched the bird fascinated. She had never seen a bird like this before. She freed herself from his hold and started running after the swallow.

“Come on Mars!” She shouted. “I want to take a closer look!” Fana was already ahead of him. 

Mars laughed and it was a laugh of pure joy. His legs moved on their own as he began to run after the woman that he loved. What started as a chase after a swallow, turned into Mars and Fana playfully racing each other. He was getting ahead, his long strides taking him further, so he slowed down. He was never going to leave her behind. It was just that she did not manage to stop.

With a full strength Fana collided with him falling right into his arms. Mars tripped landing on his back, the long grass softened the fall. Fana’s pink hair fell on him, so he parted her bangs to see her face. A soft giggle escaped her. He joined her. His chest vibrated as he laughed. Fana placed a soft kiss on his forehead before getting off. 

She could have stayed… he thought.

Mars spread his arms wide on the grass and looked up. It was really ticklish. Soft sunlight shone on him and only few clouds were visible in the sky. The sky… it was blue, perfectly blue, but he knew an even prettier hue of this color.

As he thought of it he saw it. Fana leaned over him, her fingers cupped his chin from behind, with her other arm she supported herself and she was looking down on him. A tender smile adored her face. Blue eyes, they were gazing at him. Mars grinned.

“I love you, Fana,” he said. “Dreaming about this journey got me through the hard times.”

“I love you too, Mars,” Fana whispered. “This journey, you,” she paused, before softly stroking his cheek. “You were worth the wait.

[luv-cece888]

Decided to draw Tomura!!! I think he turned out pretty good, but I had to use a lot of references to get the outfit right XD

I think the current outfit is before the league recruits the entire meta liberation army, probably my fav except I didn’t feel like drawing all the hands…

[whorhees]

Ghost From Your Past {Creed III} Pt. II

Adonis x wife! Oc x onesided! Dame

Summary: Jade and Dame hang out one on one since he’s been out. Jade is trying to avoid dwelling on the past but it’s so hard not too

Authors note: I have no clue what rode I want to travel down with these two. I have so many ideas but oh my god I’m trying to decide what’s right. 

“Hey”

Adonis looked up at the girl standing in front of his desk, a finger pressed in the middle of it. “What happened last night? Did Dame win?” Adonis took a shaky look up at her, unsure of what to say. “Uh…Yeah. He did” Jade smiled as she pulled up a seat. “He’s so amazing, ugh I just know he’s gonna flaunt it when we hang out later” Adonis nodded his head slowly. He really didn’t have the heart to break it to her.

“Why don’t you like talking to me anymore?” Jade tilts her head as her finger circled his desk. “We use to talk all the time” Adonis scoffed. “You mean I use to talk all the time? You never talked” “That doesn’t mean I didn’t listen or studied you” Adonis picked his head up to stare into her green eyes. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Jade flinched at his harsh language. “It means…I can tell when something is on your mind…” Jade reached into her bag and pulled out her yellow pen.

“Remember how I use to draw on your arm to relax your mind?” Adonis nodded and extended out his hand, unclenching his hand as jade gently grabbed his arm. Her thumb ran on the crease bicep and arm, tapping the pen on her desk. “You don’t have to tell me now, but you gotta tell me something” Jade began to outline something on his forearm. “So?”

“I’m sorry…”

Jade didn’t want to get out of bed, she wanted to hide from him and her obligations. She scrolled through her phone, her friends all texting her simultaneously.

Sierra🌸

Yo, did you see ykw?

Sev 🎈

Yo nigga came around askin bout you

Sekani 🎧

Bro is that really Damian???

Jade threw her phone back against the pillow, groaning. “Ugh…” She sat up and stretched, turning to look at the bright blue sky. She had things to do, she can’t just hide from the past in her room. Sudden vibration was felt on her bed, and without a second thought, she reached for her phone and answered.

“Hey”

“Hey Jade”

She paused, cursing herself mentally for not checking the caller ID. “Who dis?” Jade stood up and walked out toward her window. Her hip cocked to the side as she stared out at the city below.

“Oh, it’s uh me. Damian?”

Oh.

“Oh!” Jade laughed awkwardly. “How did you get my number?”

“I asked Seven for it when I met back up with him”

Of course, Seven did. He never respected her wishes once she took off. “Ah. Well, it’s good that you have it now. How are you Dami?” She could hear him chuckle through the phone.

“I’m good peaches. Listen, is there a chance for us to hang out together? Diamond and Precious again?” Jade sucks her teeth, rubbing the side of her neck.

“If you don’t mind coming along to pick up the twins with me”

“Nah! Of course, I don’t mind!” Jade smiles and walked into her closet. “Where do you want me to pick you up at?”

“No, I’ll come to you. I’ll be there in twenty” Dame hung up, and Jade placed her phone on the seat in her closet. It shouldn’t be a big deal, he’s an old friend. She went through all her clothes, pulling out her black tracksuit. She walks out of her closet and threw the tracksuit on her bed. It was her favorite one that Adonis had bought her, it had his first name embroidered in cursive small while the butt of the pants had his last name bedazzled in huge letters.

She grabbed her towel and ran into the bathroom to get a quick shower.

~

“Okay, that’s it…” Jade grabbed her clip and pinned up her braids halfway. Nothing too much, she still looked great. She grabbed her purse and walked up out of her room. She could hear the knocking from downstairs. Jade finally stood at the door, opening it to reveal Damian.

“Jesus, I was out there for five minutes” Jade rolled her eyes and moved the man down the steps. “Not even. Come on, I gotta pick the kids from school” “Oh, I get to run errands with you now?” Dame chuckled as Jade locked the front door behind her. She walked down the steps to her car, turning to the man who still stood at the top of the steps. “You comin'?”

“…Yeah” Jade unlocked her car door and climbed into her truck. “Damn, you sittin real pretty up there” Dame got into the passenger seat. “I thought you would have a butler driving you around” “Nah, I like doing my own things too much.” Dame nodded as they finally pulled out of the gates house.

“Are you still adjusting to change?” Jade asked, side-eying the man in the passenger seat. “Yeah, especially between us three you know?” Dame lets out a sigh as he looked at all of the mansions passing by. “Listen, I appreciate you visiting me for the time that you did while I was gone” Jade stops at a red light. “I thought…I thought it was really fucked up what the court did to you…”

“Twenty years?!” She stood up with tears in her eyes, and her father had to pull her back down before she busted out in tears again.

“You know what’s funny? I wanted to become a lawyer because of you…but when I did study, and try, I could never. I was never smart, like…” Jade laughs as she turns once the light turned green. “I could never pass the bar test. I tried sooo many times” Dame stared at her as she rambled on. “Hold on…You went to law school?”

“Yeah..? I mean the modeling thing was a way for me to pay for everything. But it kinda took off so, I guess I shifted focus after my third attempt at the exam” Jade puts on her blinker and turns into the circle of the school where all the parents were lined up in the area for their kids. “Wow, I…” Dame was at a loss for words, things he didn’t know about the girl. “I appreciate it. I’ll pay you back”

“By?”

Dame grins, placing his hand on her arm. “By winning the belt. Like I told you I would” Jade pulled up at the front of the loop, unlocking the doors for Honey and Blue to climb in. “Dame…I’m just worried for you” She turns in her seat towards him. “You know, we’re getting old. And, fighting like you use to-“ “I fight the same.” He interrupted, turning his head towards the window. “Take hits hard, Punch harder” The twins came running to the car, Blue helping his sister get in before he got in himself.

“Hey! How was your day babies?” Jade smiled looking at the visor mirror at her children. “Good, honey had a good day” Blue smiled, and soon turned to look at the man in the passenger seat. “Do you want me to drop you off at the gym?” Jade asked as she pulled out of the school circle. “Yeah, I promised him I’d be there at a certain time”

Jade began driving to the gym, the rest of the ride was in silence for the most part. “Oh uh, Adonis is having this party and it’s going to have our old friend Bianca presenting a new song. You down to come?” She turns onto the busy street, the gym was right up ahead. “Of course! What, I gotta wear something nice?” Jade laughed and nodded. “If you don’t have nice clothes, I can get you some if you want” She pulled into the gym parking lot.

Dame grabbed his bag from between his legs, gazing over at Jade once again. “You’ve always been a sweetheart. Look out for yourself, and your mini-mes” He climbed out of the car and closed the door. She watched him enter the gym and sighed. She turned around to look at her kids, Blue had an irritated look on his face. “Mom.” “I know Blue, just…” Jade sighs as she pulled out of the parking lot. “Just give him a chance, he’s nice”

“Does Dad really like him?” Blue asked, he had slight annoyance in his voice. “Yeah,” Jade answers quickly. “They were…are! Best friends. Like how Nathan is your best friend” Blue didn’t say much after that, leaning on his sister’s shoulder. Jade tried her best to be transparent with her kids, but it’s difficult when she tries to bury a past of bad choices that are coming to light. She blinks, did she call dame a bad choice?

To her, he was never a bad choice. She loved him deeply, she still does. But it’s different, she’s married, a mother. But…

She isn’t ready to cross that road

[lavenderlemniscate]

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