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drooling

Ushisaku shadowhunters 🖤

no one tagged me in this but i wanna do it so.

guacamole: I love i actually make the best guacamole ever.

olives: no. no.

mango: i love mangos mangos are so yummy in my tummy

hummus: i’m a hummus WHORE i love hummus

tomatoes: i love tomatoes i will always eat them they are so yummy and fresh

cannolis: yes thank you italians

ntp: @stockholm1996 @dearru @kawoala @kissunday @tokeposts

FOOD DISCOURSE: reblog with ur opinions on guacamole, olives, mango, hummus, tomatoes, and cannolis

throws myself at a wall

"... it is a perfect summer evening: the moon rising over the orchard, the wind in the grass. and as he stares into the sky, there are twice as many stars as usual."

- excerpt from the two-headed calf by laura gilpin

tw bllk manga spoilers, hurt/comfort

you see seishiro cry for the first time when he returns to you.

you're sure he must have let out all the tears, all the sorrow, when he saw his name up on that big screen. when the whole world did. but you're not entirely sure what it is that makes the dam break again.

"missed you."

and therein lies your answer.

you're not sure what to say to him. you can't really hear anything he's saying, either, what with his face being buried in the crook of your neck. his melancholy is new, and it is contagious. it renders you speechless, even more so.

somehow or other, the two of you find yourselves on the couch in the living room. it matters not whose feet were guiding and whose following, because in this moment you are practically one entity.

hearts beating as one. hearts aching as one.

neither of you speaks for what feels like en eternity, until seishiro finally pulls away, turning his head to look up at you.

"are you disappointed?"

"of course not." your reply is quick, and somewhat dazed as you gaze into his eyes - eyes that are soft moonlight streaming in through gauzy curtains. "never."

he averts his gaze just as quickly, body twitching away from your careful touch.

"let reo down. let you down."

and you have nothing to say to that. nothing that sounds sincere enough, nothing that can capture what you want to say to him.

finally you settle on: "is it selfish that i just wanted you back here with me?"

"of course not."

"really?"

"never."

seishiro exhales slowly, and when his head dips, it’s not in defeat, but in quiet surrender - to this moment, to you. he leans into your touch this time, lets his forehead rest against yours like he’s grounding himself.

"i missed you," he repeats, as if it’s a secret meant only for the space between your breaths. his fingers find yours, hesitant at first, but when you don’t let go - when you squeeze gently, just once - he does too.

you both sink further into the couch, the world outside forgotten. the moonlight wraps around you like a blanket, binding your bodies and souls together, and though nothing is better, nothing is perfect -

this is enough for now.

and sometimes, enough is everything.

a/n: heh... i am Coping Well i think

i feel like making a bllk smau…

for you <3

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8jnvCsn/

hey toke do you know i love u.

OMGGGG this reminds me of my 2019 stranger things phase it was also my peak umbrella academy phase…gosh memories

ALSO ILY FOR TJIS SO BAD MY SHOYO AND MY TSUMU AND MY SAKUSA

whenever I like your self ship posts, please imagine me holding up pompoms and yelling "YEAH!!!!" every time.

IRISH R U STILL SICK do you feel my intimidating aura scaring off the virus thingy away

yes i’m still sick, unfortunately LOL

and no i dont ur aura is nothing compared to mine

IRIS.

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DON’T FREAK OUT, DENKI KAMINARI

DESCRIPTION: a series of texts leading up to a pivotal moment in you and your best friends relationship.

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION: smau. pls ignore any mistakes. profanity. friends to lovers. they/them jirou propaganda. mina appearance. reader calls denki fat. accidental confessions. brain rot language. ex-boyfriend! yo shindo mentioned.