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This is @g0dwat3r's writing blog! I am a minor, so I will not do NSFW unless you commission it. That is for my own comfort. I am autistic, with dyslexia and discalculia. So, I beg you to be patient with me.

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1 year ago

Hi! Can I send an obey me ask?

Of course you can! Just make sure to remember that I don't write smut, please and thank you!


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1 year ago
Reblog Art Guys. Seriously.

Reblog art guys. Seriously.

1 year ago

I saw that requests are open, so I found a quote list and had an idea!!

โ€œI had a nightmare about you and wanted to make sure you were okay.โ€ With Shamura? We know Shamura is something of a prophet, so they likely have dreams of the sort. What if they dreamt of their s/o dying(something brutal and painful of course lmao), and sought them out to make sure that it was only a dream? Jsut some nice hurt/comfort, if you will!

Thank you so much, and have a great day/night! :)

๐€/๐ ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ : ๐‹๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐‚๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐†๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ ๐›๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐š ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž, ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐Ÿ๐ 

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ˆ ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐›๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ž๐ญ๐š๐ข๐ฅ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ซ๐ž-๐ฒ, ๐๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฉ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐š ๐›๐š๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ(?), ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š "๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ก๐ž๐ญ" ๐๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ค ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ž๐ž๐ฉ.

๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ

๐“๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž: ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ

I Saw That Requests Are Open, So I Found A Quote List And Had An Idea!!

๐’๐ก๐š๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ๐š

The bishops eyes slowly closed, drifting off into a much-needed slumber. The book they read slowly slipped from their slim phalanges and onto their lap. Their head rested back against their seat, comfortably laying against the soft velvet material of the cushion. The warm comfort of their library slowly faded from their mind, an image of you replacing it.

They smiled, a slightly toothy one at that. They happily walked toward you, slowly wrapping their arms around your waist and pulling you close. Soft kisses were peppered atop your head as they held you tight. Their grip was suddenly loosened, and they looked up in response.

Upon looking up, they saw their brother, standing directly above your gruesomely-torn-apart body. Your own blood spilled from your lips, the only remaining life you had left draining from your eyes. Narinder's chains caused slight bruising, his claws caused bloody scars. Your skin was tattered and torn (if you know that reference, I love you), ripped apart and shredded.

Shamura's eyes flooded with tears, their throat ached with screams that were never released. They breathed heavily, trying to run toward you, but their body wouldn't move. They screamed and yelled your name, but nothing was heard.

Their eyes soon fluttered open, their breaths heavy as they moved their head from side to side to assess where they were. They grabbed their book, closed it and set it on their desk. With a gentle sigh, they stood and head straight to your shared room.

Upon reaching the door, they hesitated. What if that wasn't a dream, and you really were dead? They shook their head, attempting to remove those thoughts from their mind as they opened the door, noticing your sleeping body.

A soft smile approached their lips as they walked ever closer to your side of the bed. They couldn't deny, they felt a little.. bad that they decided to wake you. But they went with it, gently tapping your shoulder, peppering soft kisses to your forehead.

A soft yawn escaped your lips as you awoke, your dreary eyes looking up at Shamura and smiling toward them. "You're finally coming to bed..?" A small laugh escaped you as you moved over, opening your arms for them. They nodded softly with a gentle laugh, laying next to you. "I had a nightmare, wanted to assure you were alright," They admitted, before looking down at you, noticing you had fallen back asleep before they could even finish their response.


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1 year ago

๐’๐จ, ๐ˆ ๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐•๐ˆ๐ƒ. (๐‚๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐-19)

๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ž๐ฆ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐, ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ 1700 ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐›๐จ๐ฑ (๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐š ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž, ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž.. 30)


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1 year ago

How's about head cannons for the bishops + the Lamb

๐€๐ฅ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฒ!!

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐Œ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š ๐๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐

๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ (๐˜๐จ๐ฎ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ง)

๐“๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž: ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ

How's About Head Cannons For The Bishops + The Lamb

๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‹๐š๐ฆ๐›

The Lamb has a habit of making dirt balls and throwing them at Narinder for fun.

This is practically canon and no one can change my mind.

Also, depending on when you come in the picture, they will leave little love notes for you.

The funniest part about the letters is that they don't leave a signature, they just write ๐๐š๐š๐š and you know it's them.

Despite being a lamb, they have the ability to watch people like a hawk.

And by that, I mean they have an incredible attention span, as weird as it may seem.

How's About Head Cannons For The Bishops + The Lamb

๐’๐ก๐š๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ๐š

Shamura sews. A lot.

They could, and would, remake the entirety of all the bishops outfits by themself.

When they read, if you're in the picture, they prefer to have you sitting on their lap instead of at their side.

As odd as it may seem, kisses from Shamura are the best.

Shamura counts doors and windows when they're bored.

They'll go around their temple and count every door and every window.

How's About Head Cannons For The Bishops + The Lamb

๐Š๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐š๐ฆ๐š๐ซ

Kallamar loves to dance but is far too scared to perform in front of anyone, that includes his siblings.

He can draw, and well.

He'll sometimes wander into his siblings territories and draw what he sees.

Once you come into the picture, he has a habit of drawing you.

And pretty quickly, his sketchbooks become full of drawings of you.

Of course, he would only show you them if you asked, but besides that, you're never seeing them.

How's About Head Cannons For The Bishops + The Lamb

๐๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ/๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐–๐ก๐จ ๐–๐š๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ

He bites The Lamb, a lot.

And it's not on purpose, it is a purely subconscious thing. And it's not a kinky thing either.

When you come into the picture, he is all over you.

Kisses and hugs galore. In private, of course.

He pouts when you have to leave, like. literally pouts.

Depending on how long you're gone, he'll be stubborn and pouty until he gets some sort of reassurance that you're not planning his demise.

How's About Head Cannons For The Bishops + The Lamb

๐‡๐ž๐ค๐ž๐ญ

She needs help to change her bandages, she can't do it on her own.

There's been times when she's croaked and it hurt her throat badly to the point she didn't talk for the rest of the day.

Leshy also laughed at her for it and she beat his ass ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ

She has a habit of kissing your throat lightly.

Not your neck, under your chin where your throat is.

Cuddles are a must for her, obviously in private, but she's in need of a little love.

How's About Head Cannons For The Bishops + The Lamb

๐‹๐ž๐ฌ๐ก๐ฒ

Leshy, being the Bishop of Chaos, is.. well.. chaotic.

He will bite your ears out of nowhere and feel zero (0) shame.

His branches wiggle when he's happy.

If he gets extremely excited or extremely happy, there's a possibility they'll fall out.

And when they do, he'll just be dramatic and stare at the branch on the ground like someone's decapitated head just rolled toward him.

He will pick you up and you have no choice in the matter.


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1 year ago

Could you do shamura with a very affectionate reader that loves to give hugs

๐„๐ž๐ž๐ž!!

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž

๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ

๐“๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž: ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ

Could You Do Shamura With A Very Affectionate Reader That Loves To Give Hugs

๐’๐ก๐š๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ๐š

Shamura has little to no weaknesses.

They do have one though.

And that is your hugs.

They aren't the most affectionate person, but when Narinder was younger, he used to have nightmares and Shamura was always there to give him all the hugs necessary.

They could even tell you about how one time, all four of their younger siblings came into their room for cuddles because all four of them had a nightmare.

So, all in all, they're a pretty experienced cuddler/hugger.

When you hug them, they tend to sneak in small little kisses to your forehead.

If you were there right after Narinder was locked away, they would hug you more than usual.

The fact that they couldn't help their brother in a better way, hurt them.

If you were there to comfort them and give them all the hugs their heart desired, they would do absolutely anything for you.

Well, they would no matter what.


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1 year ago

๐–๐€๐ˆ๐“ ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐“, ๐Œ๐˜ ๐๐‡๐Ž๐๐„ ๐ˆ๐’ ๐€๐๐Ž๐”๐“ ๐“๐Ž ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐„ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐ˆ ๐ƒ๐Ž๐'๐“ ๐Š๐๐Ž๐– ๐–๐‡๐„๐‘๐„ ๐Œ๐˜ ๐‚๐‡๐€๐‘๐†๐„๐‘ ๐ˆ๐’. ๐…๐”๐‚๐Š.


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1 year ago

๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ค ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐œ๐š๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ข๐ง๐ž. ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ž.


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1 year ago

May I request...

Drunk Narinder x s/o?

They would meet in a bar on a holiday night,and Narinder would be a drunk grumpy cat who complains about everything

๐˜๐ž๐ฌ!!!

๐€/๐ง ๐€๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐–๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ : ๐ˆ ๐จ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ-

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐€๐ฅ๐œ๐จ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ, ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ค!๐๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ,

๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐œ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ?

๐“๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž: ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ

May I Request...

๐๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ/๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐–๐ก๐จ ๐–๐š๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ

Narinder would be very pissy, grumpy, angry, whatever adjective you can think of.

Now, upon meeting him in this bar, he's already multiple drinks down the hatch and already drunk.

He purrs more when he's drunk. He also tends to be more affectionate, despite claiming that he hates affection.

He got there basically because The Lamb decided they wanted to celebrate with Narinder and his siblings.

Shamura doesn't drink, Leshy is even more chaotic drunk than when he's sober, Heket drank with other people, considering she still holds a grudge against Narinder and The Lamb, and Kallamar is too afraid to drink.

Now, upon meeting you, he would complain about everything. About how he had to spend time with the "traitorous lamb", and his siblings.

He would get you to drink, and you'd oblige.

You drank and had fun with him, despite his drunkenness.

As the night got darker, you would eventually leave with him.

Now, at the time, you had no idea where you were going.

You woke up the next morning in the same bed as Narinder.

You would realize that you were both fully clothed, and you both reeked of alcohol.

You would put your hand to your head, in pain thanks to your extreme hangover.

Narinder would wake up, turning to you. Given that he is immortal, he doesn't get hangovers like mortals do.

Narinder would chuckle, scoffing about how "mortals were weak", or something, you were too concerned with your intense hangover to really care what Narinder had said.

Given that he had shared... A lot of things about his past with you the night prior, he made sure to threaten you just a little bit.

The whole ordeal that if you told anyone, they'd never find your body, y'know.

All in all, he'd get you home safely, and maybe, just maybe, get someone threaten someone to help you with your massive hangover.


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1 year ago

Blitzรธ x Clingy!Reader

Question:

How does one be an assassin when they have a clingy romantic partner?

Answer:

they-

they don't-

Time to explore Blitzรธ running away from their romantic partner while in trying to shoot humans for money, only for it to end in cuddles! :3

๐ฒ๐ž๐’.

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐€๐ฌ๐ฌ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ, ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ, ๐’๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐’๐ž๐ฑ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐‘๐ž๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ฌ, ...๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐š ๐๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ

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๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ง ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐. ๐˜๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐, ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง. ๐๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ... ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ.

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š ๐œ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ญ, ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐š ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐ž๐ฑ ๐๐ž๐š๐ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ก๐ž ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ž๐ฉ๐ญ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค. ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ž๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ณ ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง.

๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐. ๐–๐ก๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค? ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐š ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž. ๐‡๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ฒ, ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐‡๐ž ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ.

๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž, ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐›๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ... ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ฃ๐จ๐ซ ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ž. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐š๐ง๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ. ๐๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ก๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐š๐ง๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐-๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ฏ๐ž๐, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ. ๐‡๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ.

๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐’”๐’ ๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’†๐’… ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ. ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐š๐ซ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ. ๐‡๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ž๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ฉ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž. ๐‡๐ž ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ ๐…๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข.

๐‡๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ. ๐“๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐“๐• ๐จ๐ง, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก. "๐Ž๐ก, ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ณ, ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค." ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐, ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ฑ๐ก๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐ž๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ญ. "๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž?" ๐‡๐ž ๐š๐ฌ๐ค๐ž๐, ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐š๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง.

"๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž, ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ... ๐ฐ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ ? ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž... ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ." ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐ž๐, ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐š๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ. ๐‡๐ž ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ž๐, ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ค๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ.

"๐๐š๐›๐ž.. ๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ˆ ๐๐จ.. ๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ... ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐. ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐š๐Ÿ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ." ๐‡๐ž ๐š๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐, ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฌ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ญ, ๐ญ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐ž๐, ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž. "๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ... ๐ˆ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐จ๐ค๐š๐ฒ?"

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐จ๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐. ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ค๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ, "๐€๐ฅ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ, ๐š๐ฅ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ.. ๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ." ๐‡๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ค ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ. ๐‡๐ž ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก, ๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ.

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š ๐ฌ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก, ๐ง๐ฎ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐“๐• ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ณ ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ก๐š๐ข๐ซ, ๐จ๐œ๐œ๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐š๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ž๐ž๐ฉ, ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐‹๐จ๐จ๐ง๐š ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐ฎ๐ฉ. "๐„๐ฐ, ๐๐š๐, ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐š ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ."


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1 year ago

๐’๐จ! ๐’๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ!!

๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ง'๐ญ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ค ๐‚๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ, ๐ง๐จ๐ซ ๐€๐‚๐Ž๐“๐€๐‘, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ง!! ๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž, ๐ˆ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐จ๐ง ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ!!


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1 year ago

Pspspsps

Check out 'A Hat In Time'

Is good game ;)

๐ˆ'๐ฏ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ! ๐ˆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ข'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ฎ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ˆ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง


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1 year ago
@steponmebrycetankthrust

@steponmebrycetankthrust

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž

๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ

๐“๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž: ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ

@steponmebrycetankthrust

๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฒ!๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐“๐ก๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ

Bryce and Bobby are the fucking best.

Their cuddles are warm, and comforting.

Not to mention you get them every night.

Now, when you're upset, they treat you so well, better than they do already.

And they treat you wonderfully no matter what.

But they just treat you like literal delicate royalty when you're upset.

Blankets and pillows galore

Snacks galore

Anything you want, Bryce is screaming at Donovan to go get.

Anything you need, Bobby is racing out the door to get you.

They also give the best kisses.

Now, you may think that Bobby's kisses are sloppy but they're really not.

His kisses are soft and delicate and sweet.

Bryce doesn't kiss often, but when she does, it is extremely romantic.

She prefers to kiss your hand or your chest (as stated in previous headcanons)

Your nightly routine is... something.

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ, ๐š ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐๐š๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ. ๐๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ฎ๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ง๐ž๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค, ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ญ! ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฃ๐š๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ, ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ-๐Ÿ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ฒ ๐œ๐จ๐š๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ค ๐›๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐จ๐จ๐ซ.

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐š ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ง๐ž, ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ. ๐๐จ๐›๐›๐ฒ ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ž๐ณ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐š ๐ก๐ฎ๐ , ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ. ๐€ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ž๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ง๐ฎ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก. ๐Ž๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐œ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ.

๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐œ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ. ๐’๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐›๐ฒ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐€๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐›๐›๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง, ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ. ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐œ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐, ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ก๐ž๐š๐ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ข๐ณ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐›๐›๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐›๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ค๐ž๐ญ. ๐‘๐ž๐š๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ, ๐๐จ๐›๐›๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐ž๐, ๐ง๐ฎ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ง๐ž๐œ๐ค. "๐๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ˆ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐€๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐œ๐š, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฃ๐จ๐›."

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก, ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ก๐ž๐š๐. ๐๐จ๐›๐›๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐ ๐จ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฃ๐š๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž. "๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ, ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐œ๐ข๐ž?" ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ฌ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐œ๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฃ๐š๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ. ๐๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ง'๐ญ ๐š ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐œ๐ž ๐ค๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ. ๐’๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ ๐š ๐ก๐š๐›๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ž๐ง๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ญ. "๐€๐ฅ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง (11)," ๐’๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ฐ๐ซ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ค๐ž๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐›๐จ๐๐ฒ.

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐š๐ง '๐จ๐ก' ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ž๐, ๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐ข๐๐๐ฅ๐ž. ๐’๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ง๐ž๐ฑ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ฐ๐ซ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐›๐›๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ง๐ฎ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ. ๐€๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ž๐ž๐ฉ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐œ๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ฌ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ง๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ฌ ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐š๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ก๐š๐ข๐ซ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ง๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐จ๐จ๐ซ ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ซ.


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1 year ago

๐Ž๐Š๐€๐˜! ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ! ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ˆ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐…๐๐š๐… ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ? ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ง'๐ญ ๐ ๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ˆ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ˆ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž! ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐…๐๐š๐… ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ž, ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐›๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐š๐ข๐ "๐๐จ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐Ÿ๐จ๐œ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐…๐๐š๐…."


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1 year ago

Trick or treat!

Am here for candies!

Happy Halloween!๐ŸŽƒ

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Trick Or Treat!

๐‡๐€๐๐๐˜ ๐‡๐€๐‹๐‹๐Ž๐–๐„๐„๐!!!


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1 year ago
๐–๐จ๐จ๐ฉ, ๐ฐ๐จ๐จ๐ฉ!! ๐“๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก!! ๐ˆ'๐ฅ๐ฅ

๐–๐จ๐จ๐ฉ, ๐ฐ๐จ๐จ๐ฉ!! ๐“๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก!! ๐ˆ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ฌ ๐ˆ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง!!!!

(this was meant for my writing blog, im just dumb)


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1 year ago

๐๐Ž๐“ ๐“๐Ž ๐Œ๐„๐๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐’:

๐๐Ž๐“ ๐“๐Ž ๐Œ๐„๐๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐’:

๐‡๐Ž-๐‡๐Ž-๐‡๐Ž-๐‡๐Ž๐‹๐˜ ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐“

๐‡๐Ž-๐‡๐Ž-๐‡๐Ž-๐‡๐Ž๐‹๐˜ ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐“

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1 year ago

๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐š๐›๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž ๐๐จ๐  ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฒ ๐›๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐›๐›๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ญ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐๐ฏ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ.

๐’๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ญ๐ก๐ฒ ๐จ๐›๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐œ๐ž ๐“๐š๐ง๐ง๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐›๐›๐ฒ ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐š ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ญ๐ก๐ฒ ๐จ๐›๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐œ๐ž ๐“๐š๐ง๐ค๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ.

@pinkrussianbarbie

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ (๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐œ๐ž ๐“๐š๐ง๐ค๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐›๐›๐ฒ ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ), ๐€๐ฌ๐ฌ-๐†๐ซ๐š๐›๐›๐ข๐ง๐  (๐’๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐’๐ž๐ฑ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ)

๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ

๐“๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž: ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ

๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐š๐›๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž

๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฒ!๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐“๐ก๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ

If you've ever had a broken heart, give your ex, or whoever did so, some money to flee the country.

They will hunt them down and will feel zero(0) remorse for whoever hurt you.

The cuddles with these two are absolutely immaculate.

You'll probably end up with cycles, sometimes with bryce and bobby on the outside, sometimes with you and bryce on the outside, etc.

...Neither of them can cook. At all. Whatsoever.

So that's up to you, unless you can't cook. Then that's why we have Donovan.

๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐š๐›๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž

๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐œ๐ž ๐“๐š๐ง๐ค๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ

(๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ฅ.)

It takes her... a while to fully trust you, even after you start dating.

Once she does fully trust you, expect her to absolutely kill for you.

And I don't mean that metaphorically.

She has a habit of just.. randomly kissing your chest in private.

Not in a sexual way, but as a way of "kissing your heart."

She cherishes you. Absolutely cherishes you.

Her PDA level isn't that high, the most she'll do in public is either a kiss to the lips or to the cheek.

On occasion, she might hold your hand.

๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐š๐›๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž

๐๐จ๐›๐›๐ฒ ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ

Okay, I'm just going to get this out there now: he would die for you, kill for you, hell, he'd serve you his own head on a silver platter if you were mad at him.

He'll do your makeup if you ask, but it's a little... over-the-top.

He tends to just randomly kiss you.

If you have an apartment and he lives with you, you could pass by him in the hallway and he'd yank you towards him, kiss you, and then continue on his way as if nothing just happened.

Like Bryce, he cherishes you.

His PDA level is very high.

Kissing, hand-holding, hugging, it's all on the table for him.

If he were to spot someone flirting with you, he's not afraid to come up to you and grab your ass for funsies.


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1 year ago

๐†๐จ๐จ๐ ๐€๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐จ๐จ๐ง! ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐จ๐ซ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ

๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ, ๐ˆ'๐ฏ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฌ๐œ๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ฅ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ก๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ญ๐ก.

๐๐ฎ๐ญ, ๐ˆ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž, ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ฌ ๐ˆ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ˆ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ!


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1 year ago

๐‡๐Ž-๐‡๐Ž-๐‡๐Ž-๐‡๐Ž๐‹๐˜ ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐“

๐‡๐Ž-๐‡๐Ž-๐‡๐Ž-๐‡๐Ž๐‹๐˜ ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐“

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1 year ago

Kyojuro with a blind s/o maybe :3?

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž

๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ

๐“๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž: ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ

Kyojuro With A Blind S/o Maybe :3?

๐Š๐ฒ๐จ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ ๐‘๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ฎ

Kyojuro is very welcoming, despite your blindness.

If you need it, he's perfectly willing to help you around and won't be angry or offended if you accidentally bump into him.

If you're insecure about it, he'll press soft kisses to your eyelids, showing that he's always there and despite your faulty eyes, he still loves you.

In the mornings, he'll wake you up with breakfast in bed every morning, without fail.

He's a wonderful cook, but if he's cooking things for the first time, he'll tend to burn them.

If you have parents who shame you or get angry at you for your blindness, he's ready, and willing, to stand up for you.

Please, he'd jump off a cliff for you if you asked.

Considering the fact he has faulty eardrums, you two go hand in hand.

In the sense he knows what it's like to have an extra difficulty in life.

But no matter who, or what, you are, he loves you, very much.


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1 year ago

Okie Okie

May i request Tanjiro, Douma, and last on you chose with an S/o who is always singing and dancing around just having fun๐Ÿ˜Š

Or if you want just do one of them

๐Ž๐จ!!

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž

๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ

๐“๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž: ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ

Okie Okie

๐“๐š๐ง๐ฃ๐ข๐ซ๐จ ๐Š๐š๐ฆ๐š๐๐จ

He's so sweet.

He'll watch you dance and have fun with a wide smile on his face.

If you're a demon slayer as well, who happens to dance as their way of fighting, he finds it fascinating.

Nezuko has more than likely seen you dance, and she loves dancing with you!

Sometimes, with a small amount of convincing, he'll dance with you and Nezuko.

He usually just prefers to watch you two though.

Okie Okie

๐ƒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š

Anytime you even remotely start to have fun,

you bet your ass he's there with you, doing things with you.

If your idea of fun is to be a bit more of a prankster, then he's all for it.

Let him help you prank Akaza, he'd love that.

Akaza probably wouldn't, and would probably attack Douma for helping you, and depending on where you're at on the upper moons scale, he'd probably attack you too.

unless youre a woman

Okie Okie

๐€๐ค๐š๐ณ๐š

Don't get me wrong, he's fine with you dancing and having fun,

But he will keep you away from Douma, at. all. costs.

You constantly having fun, and Douma's chaotic nature would go so well together, he'd end up begging Muzan to kill him.

Now, your dancing.

He would do anything for you, anything. But dancing is a whole other story. He would never dance, ever.

He prefers to watch you dance and have the time of your life.


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1 year ago

Mitsuri or Shinobu cuddle hcs? If possible of course

๐Œ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ก๐ฆ!!!

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž! ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ!!

๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ

๐“๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž: ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ

Mitsuri Or Shinobu Cuddle Hcs? If Possible Of Course

๐’๐ก๐ข๐ง๐จ๐›๐ฎ ๐Š๐จ๐œ๐ก๐จ

She prefers to be the big spoon.

She sees it as a way to protect you, and trust me, that's all she's ever wanted to do.

She'll press gentle kisses to your hair, making it feel like butterflies landing on your head.

She'll gently run her hands up your sides,

I headcanon she has long nails, so she'll gently run them up your sides.

If you need cuddles because you've had a rough day, she'll massage your forehead, shoulders, whatever is necessary in order to make you comfortable.

Mitsuri Or Shinobu Cuddle Hcs? If Possible Of Course

๐Œ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข ๐Š๐š๐ง๐ซ๐จ๐ฃ๐ข

She doesn't mind which spoon she is

Big or little, it doesn't matter to her.

She just likes having your attention.

If she's the big spoon: she'll press kisses all over your face, and occasionally nuzzle her face into the crook of your neck, often leaving gentle kisses.

If she's the little spoon: She'll giggle a lot, happy to be held in a protective manner. She'll reach behind her, gently running her fingers through your hair, you don't know how she doesn't end up poking you in the eyes.


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1 year ago

Sorry read through the rules just dyslexic as fuck and skip over words at times! Saw the one next to smut instead of both. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable

๐Ž๐ก! ๐๐จ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ! ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฑ๐ข๐œ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก! ๐ˆ'๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž!!


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1 year ago

Mitsuri or Shinobu with a service top s/o whoโ€™s never been pleasured by their own significant other? Just how she would hand her s/o being confused about her wanting to return the favor

๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ˆ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ!

๐๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž, ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐ž, ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ!


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1 year ago

Hello! Heard you are looking for requests so here is one! How about one of the hashiras (or all of them saperated) + kagaya (platonic) x ubuyashiki daughter reader? In which reader is kagaya daughter and they are in love with her but haven't told her yet because her health is getting worse from the curse how would they react to finding her passed out on the floor with blood coming out of her mouth?

๐€๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฐ.. :(

๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ ๐Š๐š๐ ๐š๐ฒ๐š ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ, ๐ง๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐ž'๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ. ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ :(

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐Š๐ข๐›๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข ๐‚๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž (?), ๐š ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ-๐ญ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐’๐ก๐ข๐ง๐จ๐›๐ฎ'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ

๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐œ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ?

๐“๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž: ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ

Hello! Heard You Are Looking For Requests So Here Is One! How About One Of The Hashiras (or All Of Them

๐Š๐ฒ๐จ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ ๐‘๐ž๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ค๐ฎ

Kyojuro's heart would set itself ablaze, and not in a good way.

He'd run to your side, gently lifting you up and gently holding your head in his lap.

"..๐‹๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐…๐ฅ๐š๐ฆ๐ž? ๐’๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ž?" He'd ask in a panicked manner.

Your only response was more blood pooling from your lips.

He'd gently lift you up, taking off his haori and gently wiping your lips before gently holding it under your chin.

He didn't care if it became stained with blood, he could get another one.

He'd only care about your health, and your ability to move as you used to.

Hello! Heard You Are Looking For Requests So Here Is One! How About One Of The Hashiras (or All Of Them

๐“๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ง ๐”๐ณ๐ฎ๐ข

Tengen's usual flashiness disappeared.

Panic would cover him, head to toe.

Once regulating himself, he'd come closer to you, gently lifting you up in order for you to not choke on your blood.

For once, he'd be silent. Not a singular word would come from him.

His free hand would gently run through your hair as he'd watch you get the rest of it out.

You could've sworn he wasn't breathing the entire time.

Because when you stopped coughing things up, you could hear him taking a long, hard breath.

Hello! Heard You Are Looking For Requests So Here Is One! How About One Of The Hashiras (or All Of Them

๐Œ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข ๐Š๐š๐ง๐ซ๐จ๐ฃ๐ข

Mitsuri's heart broke as she saw you.

She would be at your side before you could even process that she was there.

She'd hold you close, whispering soft things to you as she gently rubbed your back.

She'd stay by your side the entire time.

She'd pat your back every now and again, making sure you were getting it all out.

She'd be silently sobbing, hoping you'd be okay in the end.

Once you stopped, she'd take her haori off, resting it on your shoulders.

Hello! Heard You Are Looking For Requests So Here Is One! How About One Of The Hashiras (or All Of Them

๐ˆ๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ ๐Ž๐›๐š๐ง๐š๐ข

Obanai would freeze up, panicking internally.

He didn't know whether to get Shinobu or do something himself.

Kaburamaru would notice this and gently slither off his shoulders to the ground.

He'd slither over to you, using almost all of his snake-like strength to push you up.

Once this happened, Obanai would snap out of it before running to you.

He was trembling, but held you up, as Kaburamaru gently slithered back to Obanai's shoulders.

Fright would be evident in his eyes even after you were okay.

Hello! Heard You Are Looking For Requests So Here Is One! How About One Of The Hashiras (or All Of Them

๐†๐ฒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ข ๐‡๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฃ๐ข๐ฆ๐š

Gyomei wouldn't be able to.. see you.

So he'd hear your coughing, and the liquid escaping your lips and put two (2) and two (2) together.

Tears would spill from his eyes as he'd make his way toward you, lifting you up.

He'd set his beads to the side, gently holding your hair back as he let you let it all out.

Like some of the others, he'd wrap his haori around you.

He'd feel terrible, causing more tears to spill.

As soon as he heard the blood stop hitting the ground, he'd pull you close, gently rubbing your back.

Hello! Heard You Are Looking For Requests So Here Is One! How About One Of The Hashiras (or All Of Them

๐’๐š๐ง๐ž๐ฆ๐ข ๐’๐ก๐ข๐ง๐š๐ ๐ฎ๐ณ๐š๐ฐ๐š

His fists would tighten, and his eyes would widen.

His footing would become unsteady as a gasp released from him.

Now, he wasn't particularly... inept in the whole physical health thing, but he could tell something was clearly wrong.

A small growl would come from him as he'd run to you, gently (well, gently for him) pushing your head downward with one hand and holding you up with the other.

He sat in front of you, a victim to the blood that spewed from you,

But that was fine, nothing he hadn't experienced before.

As soon as you calmed down, he'd pull you close, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he gently rocked the two of you back and forth.

Hello! Heard You Are Looking For Requests So Here Is One! How About One Of The Hashiras (or All Of Them

๐’๐ก๐ข๐ง๐จ๐›๐ฎ ๐Š๐จ๐œ๐ก๐จ

She'd freeze up.

Despite her intellect in the field of the human body, she wouldn't move.

Seeing you like this, reminded her so much of her sister.

Instead of staying to help you, she could help but.. leave.

She ran, as fast as she could back to the butterfly mansion.

She'd breathe heavily, her mind foggy with tears pooling in her eyes.

Her body would tremble as she'd slide down the wall, stopping when she sat on the floor.

Hello! Heard You Are Looking For Requests So Here Is One! How About One Of The Hashiras (or All Of Them

๐†๐ข๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฎ ๐“๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐จ๐ค๐š

He'd gasp lightly, his usual calm and stoic demeanor disappearing.

For the first time in forever, tears would pool in his eyes and gently slip from them.

He'd slowly make his way to you, lifting you up slightly and letting you cough it up.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see his soft expression and the tears fall from his eyes.

It hurt him so bad to see you like this,

So bad that all he could think of doing was crying as he held you up.

His love for you was so intense, that it could cause him to do things he hadn't done in years.

Hello! Heard You Are Looking For Requests So Here Is One! How About One Of The Hashiras (or All Of Them

๐Œ๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ ๐“๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐จ

Muichiro's face wouldn't change.

He wouldn't know what to do.

He loved you, of course, but... how was he to help?

He watched as you choked on your own blood, feeling horrible that he didn't know what to do.

He was only fourteen, would you expect him to know?

He was trained to fight to protect humans from demons, but when it came to protecting the one he loved most?

He didn't know what to do.


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1 year ago

Muichiro general fluff headcannons? Pretty please?? And this is for you โ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธ

Muichiro General Fluff Headcannons? Pretty Please?? And This Is For You โ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธ

๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ. ๐‹๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ. ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ.

๐€/๐ ๐€๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐–๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ : ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ-๐ญ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ. ๐“๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก!!

๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐’๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ

๐‘๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐œ

๐“๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž: ๐‡๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ

Muichiro General Fluff Headcannons? Pretty Please?? And This Is For You โ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธ

๐Œ๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ ๐“๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐จ

๐‘๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ

He often finds flowers around the garden, and he'll give it to you.

Given that he's only fourteen (14), he's not very inept on the whole romance game

But he does try!

He allows you to braid his hair, he finds it relaxing

You both tend to stargaze together when he's not on a mission,

As well as cloudgaze

When he is, he'll send his crow to ask you how you're doing.

You both often communicate through his crow.

Cuddles

For

Days

He is the second (2nd) best cuddler out of all the Hashira (Obviously rengoku's first (1st))

๐๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐œ

Like with a romantic relationship with Muichiro, he'll let you braid his hair.

If he trusts you enough that is.

Just by being friend, you mean a lot to him.

He's not really "competitive", but he will make it his job to give you more presents on your birthday than anyone else (He'll also do this if you're dating)

If he trusts you, you'll be the first he tells about his brother and parents, once he remembers.

He trains with you more often than the other Hashira.

Sometimes when you train, he'll start to tell you something you could fix and then his voice will trail off and he'll forget.

He also just kind of does that in general, not just in training.

You're one of the only people he genuinely remembers at all times.

He tends to forget the other Hashira sometimes, but that never happens with you.


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1 year ago

๐‡๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐  ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž 32 ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ?

๐ˆ ๐ƒ๐Ž๐'๐“ ๐„๐•๐„๐ ๐Š๐๐Ž๐– 13 ๐๐„๐Ž๐๐‹๐„, ๐–๐‡๐€๐“ ๐Œ๐€๐Š๐„๐’ ๐˜๐Ž๐” ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐๐Š ๐ˆ'๐‹๐‹ ๐Š๐๐Ž๐– 32????

(๐“๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก :))


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