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Y’all I have an Oc making problem... it’s escalated from just a single dorm to making a whole school for Studio Ghibli films... but I’ve only seen like 3 movies... time to go binge watch! (While working on my Zara based dorm >_<)
WHERE NA UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU WHY U NO ON DC NEMOREEE
Lmao HAHAHAHHAHAHA
idk i tried
The mashup you never thought would work
@oiseaunoir11 I mean-
i would hit my brother in the face with a spinning heel kick for sixty bucks
Lilia-sama is here!!!!!! 😘💕💕💕
Lol hi
Art credit: hanada_09
“Leona-san, are you really not gonna attend [Name]’s wedding?”
Somehow, the question managed to drive the knife in the lion’s chest deeper than he expected. It wasn’t because of the silent expectation in Ruggie's tone, or the fact that he might disappoint you for his absence. For all he knew, you might’ve invited him out of politeness.
As much as he wanted to believe that you did it because you wanted to shove your marriage in his face, he couldn’t. Because he knew you weren’t petty. And because he knew that you considered him as your precious friend, despite his less than pleasant treatment towards you.
A friend. Not the husband he should’ve been, or the ex he could’ve been. Just a friend, because he purposefully trapped himself in that title to avoid further pain.
Because he couldn’t accept the fact that someone had truly loved him for who he was, regardless of his position as the second prince.
Clicking his tongue exasperatingly, Leona rolled to his side. “Of course not. How many times are you gonna ask me that? Should I plaster it on your forehead instead so you’ll remember?”
“Geez, it’s not like that, Leona-san.” Ruggie huffed. “You know that she’s expecting you to come, right?”
“Well, I still don’t want to come.” the lion grumbled stubbornly.
Rubbing his forehead in frustration, Ruggie finally exhaled a resigned sigh. “Fine, then. Whatever you say…”
The door clicked shut, and for a moment, a thick silence permeated the room. Peeking out from his pillow, Leona slowly grabbed the black and pink invitation from the table and reread it for the umpteenth time.
Lilia Vanrouge and [Name] Vanrouge.
Tch, that Draconia’s mother hen finally got married, huh? Leona frowned as he unconsciously gripped the paper, leaving a crumpled mess in his palm.
“You’re annoying me. Go away.”
“Don’t you have anything better to do than disturbing people’s sleep?”
“I don’t need your useless worry. So what if I failed a class? It doesn’t concern you, anyway.”
Sighing, he put the invitation back to its place and closed his eyes. If only he could rewind the time… if only he didn’t say it…
“Is that it? Is that why you’ve been bothering me lately? Because you ‘like’ me?” Leona smirked, eyeing your bashful expression. “Heh, can’t say that I’m surprised, though. But I can’t be bothered to humor other people’s silly crush, so, no. I won’t be your boyfriend or whatever.”
Shock and hurt flashed in your eyes before you looked down disappointedly. “Yeah, I know you’d rejected me. But at least… at least give me a chance, will you? I promise this’ll be worth it.”
“That’s what they say before they break up.” Leona’s pessimistic murmur poured more salt to the wound. “In the end, they regret their decision.”
... Would you still want to date him? Would you marry him instead?
“I see…” you whispered dejectedly. “Well, I hope you find someone who’s worthy of your time, then.”
Leona wouldn’t say that he didn’t sense your sadness, but he chose to ignore it instead.
Had he looked up, though, he’d definitely see the tears that glistened your tender eyes.
Had he looked up, though, he’d definitely see the dirty glance Lilia sent to him when he spotted you running from his usual napping spot.
But, as always, Leona couldn’t be bothered to notice those ‘silly’ things.
“Ah, damn it. Just go to sleep already.” he huffed to himself once ten minutes had passed without him being unable to fall as quickly as he used to. He couldn’t even close his eyes without imagining your beaming face, clad in a pure white dress that illuminated your tearful eyes and a bouquet in your dainty hands.
Blissful tears, not the hurt tears he’d caused you that time.
And then, you’d clasp Lilia's hands – not Leona’s – and utter the vow that would bind your lives forever.
You and Lilia. Not you and Leona.
I’m really insufferable, aren’t I? The lion sighed to himself before drifting into a fitful sleep.
Pwet pa talaga ng Kabayo pinili mo lmao
When Mom gave her old phone to you because she has a new one, so you can now play Twisted Wonderland but you can only understand the bare minimum of Japanese and have to rely on shitty EverTranslate for the rest
This is a little video I made a while ago.
Please keep in mind that I don't own the song nor any of the pictures in this video. I made this for pure fun.
Anyways hope ya'll enjoy. YERT
I can't believe this is my most liked post...lmao 😂
Guys Idk what I'm more scared of. The fact that Crowley might not send Yuu home or
So.....is Epel actually calling Vil as an actual Cunt or Charisma Uniqueness Nerve Talent kind of cunt....LMAO😂
What Vil expected Epel to be at first glance:
Epel, actually :
“This where all the Chaos happens” {She/Her} Xhaos/Cursed Editor/Idia Simp
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