Angelic Numbers
111 = intuition; trust your gut & listen to your heart
222 = alignment; you are in the right place & the right time
333 = support; your spiritual guides are around you sending you love and spiritual truth
444 = protection; the universe and your spirit guides are protecting you
555 = change; something new is coming
666 = reflect; its time to wake up to your higher spiritual truth
777 = luck; wonderful things are about to happen
888 = balance; everything is falling into place as it's meant to be
999 = release; it's time to let go of what's no longer serving you
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toji fluff I BEG😩😩
You're right anon, we NEED toji fluff 😔
pairing: Toji x gn!reader
cw: none? Just talks about summer heat and sweat
You and Toji had just finished cleaning the house. Cabinets are dust free, stovetop is clean, floors and windows are shiny and your bed has fresh linen.
You were thankful for the occasional wind that blows through the house because the heat was starting to get unbearable.
"Ugh, its too hot and sticky," you wiped your sweat using the bottom of your shirt.
Toji, who was collecting the dirty rags, stopped on his tracks to look at you. He glanced at you and snickered, "Yuck."
You gasped at the offensive reply, "Yuck? You and your rags are yuck."
"Sure, hon," he nods along, "pass me that," he points at the yellow rag on the floor next to you.
In your tired state, bending down just seemed too energy taxing, so you sat down before throwing the rag to his direction.
The floor, on contact with your skin was so nice and cold that you sighed in relief. You rolled up your shorts further up and laid down.
God bless these tiles. You wriggled around trying to make as much contact as possible with the floor.
Seeing his partner wriggling around in the middle of the living room was funny, Toji thinks. "What are you doing?" He laughs.
You look down to look at him, "cooling down?" You gave him a look that said, duh. "Join me," you waved him over.
Toji didn't move, instead he lifts an eyebrow and says, "You're getting sweat on the floors, you know."
"Uh, I mopped the floor. So you don't get to complain," you pointed at him. And once again, you waved him over, making grabby hands and giving him an over exaggerated pout.
Admitting defeat, Toji shook his head and finally made his way to you, bending down and laying down. And despite his refusals, he gave a content sigh when he felt the cold floor.
"You're welcome," you snickered.
Toji looked at you for a second and a mischievous smile crept up on his face. Took you a second to realise, but it was a second too late.
He lunged at you, throwing his arm around your head, securing you next to him and his other hand reaches your side and tickles you.
"No! Stop! Stop! Toji-ah!" You were wriggling even more in his grasp, trying to push yourself off him.
Laughter just kept on pouring out of the both of you. "You've gotten so bratty, huh?".
"Time out! Time out!" You pleaded.
Toji didn't let you go until a few seconds later and as soon as he did, you sat up huffing.
He looked at your dishevelled state and laughed. To which you sent him a glare, "You just made me sweat a bunch more," you whined.
"You nasty," he said. You looked at him as if he'd grown another head, the audacity- "-but you're my nasty."
You froze. Then it made you burst out in laughter a second later, "What the heck, Toji!"
In the midst of your laughter, he slid his arm around your hip to pull you onto him. You felt his chest rumble as he laughs away too.
When the laughter died down, you lifted your head up and propped your chin on his chest. "Shower?" You asked, "with me?"
"Hell yeah," He stood up from under you and easily pick you up before making his way to the bathroom.
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