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modokka · 11 months
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You were sitting in a chair at the principals office. Your knuckles were bruised and blood was streaming out of your nose. Your usual grin was replaced by a big frown.
At the other side of the room was sitting another girl. With her blood stained hand she was holding an ice pack to her bruised cheek.
It had been twenty minutes since the principal told you that she was calling your parents, however you most certainly didn’t expect your short Mafiosi friend to walk into the office with a brown wig and your wrapped in bandages mafiosi friend chuckling behind him and throwing you a wink.
Putting his hand on Chuuyas lower back, Dazai spoke with a grin, “Me and my wife are here to pick up our daughter.”
You swore you could see a vain popping on Chuuyas forehead.
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“Who the fuck told you it was okay to put my number as your mother on the school contacts?!”
“Well no one but it did work out. Relax just look at it like this.” You said throwing your hands up in the air as soon as you stepped out of the principals office. “I’m outta trouble and you two get to hang out with your favourite person in the world” with a cheeky grin you pointed at yourself “me. It’s a win win situation.”
“If it makes you feel better you make a good wife Chuuya, a great one.” Dazai spoke with a teasing tone earning giggles from you and a glare from Chuuya. “Though I think we’d both agree that Y/n would make a better one.”
Suddenly Chuuya threw a napkin your way, “To clean the blood on your nose idiot.”
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->Master list of the series
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modokka · 11 months
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𝘚𝘩𝘦/𝘩𝘦𝘳 | 𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘑 | 𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳
Jujutsu Kaisen
Bungo stray dogs
Blue lock
Honkai Star Rail
Genshin Impact
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About me:
U can call me Modokka
I’m german
My humor is cringe
I can't survive without music
Love course(?) words
Would like to know what it's like to fall from the high-rise
That's all I want to tell ^( '-' )^
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,,[…]Ach ich bin des Treibens müde, Was soll all der Schmerz und Lust?[…]“ by Goethe, Wandrers Nachtlied.
Translation: .[...] Oh, I'm tired of the hustle and bustle, what's all the pain and pleasure?- […]
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