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astarasstuff · 7 months
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"kissing i hope they caught us, whether they like or not."
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contents: smut! fem!reader, semi-public sex, fingering, praise, nicknames (pretty, baby, pretty girl, honey etc.), they nearly get caught, implied they were heard? but can be interpreted otherwise, established relationship. they fuck in a dressing room (cliche I know), implied richboy!gojo, gojo just thinks your sososo pretty. 18+ mdni!!
summary: honestly, it's pretty much your fault you got here in the first place. how naive could you be to invite your boyfriend to zip up a dress you were trying on and not expect him to fuck you?
notes: hii! if i had the balls it'd be accurate to the lyrics and they would get caught, but I'm not that brave. anyway doja popped off with agora hills idc if shes the devil! also semi inspired by that one starwars scene w anakin and padme (you know the one)
"toru, not here. people might catch us." you pant, attempting (and failing) to break away from your insatiable boyfriend.
"yes, here baby. don't care if people see. wanna show you off" he whispers and captures your lips back into a searing kiss. you can't fight it, even if you wanted to. he just feels so good, and you hum into his kiss.
you just wanted to go clothes shopping with your sweet boyfriend, having received your paycheck for the month. but now you're here, in a changing room of your favourite clothing store, making out with said boyfriend. you just wanted his help with a zip you couldn't quite reach, but gojo's hand started to wander and, well, one thing led to another and sooner or later his tongue was down your throat, the dress pooled at your feet and his hands all over you.
"mm- seriously, i really don't wanna get banned from this store, toru." you mumble against his lips, but make no attempt to pull away from him.
"can't help it, pretty girl. you just looked so good in that dress. wanted to do more than just take it off of you." he purrs and presses his lips against yours as you whine in response to his praise. his hands are feeling you up, from your ass, to your hips, waist and then your tits. he's so hot against you, and you arch your chest into him, wanting to feel more of him.
"careful, pretty. thought you didn't wanna get caught?" he teases, and he presses into you in return, flattening your back against the changing room wall. your arms wrap around his neck and your hands find purchase in his hair, moaning into the kiss.
"ma'am? everything okay in there?" you hear an employee ask, and you freeze, pulling away from gojo and slapping a hand over his mouth.
"y-yes! I'm fine, sorry, struggling to get this dress off, haha" you chuckle nervously. you shudder and let out a small gasp as you feel gojo's hands travel even more south. you give him an incredulous look and he just winks, his fingers playing with the hem of your panties.
"would you like some assistance, ma'am?" the employee asks and you scramble to find the words as gojo plays with your clit through your panties. “nope! nope, ill be okay, thank you!" you manage to keep your composure, and the employee decides you're fine and leaves. you take our hand away from gojo's mouth, and scowl at him.
"what is wrong with you-" you whine as you feel gojo's fingers pull your panties to the side and his fingers make contact with your aching clit.
"sorry baby, I just can't help myself around you. want to be touching you all the time" he coo's, using his other hand to snake around your back and unclasp your bra, and taking it off you. he starts to kiss down your neck, to your sternum and then on your tits. you clasp a hand around your mouth to stop you from making too much noise as gojo increases the pressure on your clit.
"oh, look at you. you feeling good, pretty?" he asks eyeing your expression. he chuckles when he hears a muffled whine in response. he latches his mouth around your tits, and his other hand leaves your back and goes down to your pussy, teasing you. you buck you hips, wanting him to finger fuck you. he pulls back a bit, and you hear a muffled chuckle come from him, then he pulls away.
"you want something, sweetness?" he teases. you whine at his teasing, and remove your hand from your mouth.
"want you to touch me more, toru. please?" you beg, your face scrunching up into an almost pained expression. he chuckles at you and finally relents, easing his thick fingers into you.
"can't deny my baby when she looks this pretty, can I?" he drawls, slowly thrusting his digits in and out. your mouth opens to let out a whine but gojo swallows it with his own before you could make too much noise, kissing you sloppily.
"jesus, honey, still so tight on my fingers, hm? that feel good?" he breathes against your lips and you bite your lip and nod, holding back your moans and whines. he snakes his other hand down to rub your sensitive clit, fingers thrusting into your pussy when he curls them up into that spot and you have to slap your hand over your mouth to prevent you from alerting the employees what's actually taking place in your changing room. gojo barks out a laugh at you, eyes trailing all over your face as he keeps driving his fingers relentlessly into your g-spot. "ooooh you love it when I hit that spot for you, don't you pretty? love it when I finger fuck you onto your tip toes in public, hm?" your hand is still smacked against your mouth, but you nod vigorously, head tilting back and eyes squeezing shut.
"aw, you gonna cum, baby? is my girl gonna cum all over my fingers in a dressing room, yeah? making a mess all over my hand, when anyone could pull back these curtains and see how sloppy you are for me?" and he speeds up, your mind going dizzy at how he never fucking fails to hit that spot, and your thighs start twitching as you near your orgasm.
“nuh uh, wanna hear you now, baby. wanna hear my girl as she cums all over me." he says and removes your hand from your mouth, and you try your fucking hardest to keep your moans quiet, but it's so god damn hard when he knows just the right way to fuck you, even when it's only on his fingers.
“h-haahh- you- mmmh-!" you can't even string a sentence together now, because you're just so fucking close. and gojo can just tell, he knows your body so well, after all. as you cream all over his fingers, he hides your moans with his lips- he doesn't mind getting caught, but he knows you'd probably die of embarrassment, so he gives you this one thing. he smiles into the kiss when he feels your hips involuntarily twitch as you cum, your cunt convulsing on his fingers. he lets you ride it out in his fingers before pulling away.
"mmm- messy girl." he teases as he pulls his fingers out of you, admiring the mess you made on his fingers. he then brings his eyes back up to you, who was now panting heavily, slumped against the wall. he wraps his arms around your waist and peppers light kisses along your collarbone, causing you to giggle. as your mind clears, you realise what you just did, what you let him do to you and where you let him do it, and dread fills your bones. you stuff your head onto his chest, groaning in embarrassment. "there's no fucking way they didn't hear that." you say matter-of-factly, and gojo giggles.
"maybe, baby. but I can buy this whole store and its fucking silence"
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working on boarders as we speak, as well as a big gojo fic and some headcannons for gojo, geto, nanami and toji <3. also that padme and anakin scene lives rent free. in every lobe of my brain
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whohasthecards · 6 months
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They didn't even notice he was gone the first four days. The first day was a Friday, everyone was everywhere, rushing to get shit done to enjoy their weekend. Next two days were the weekend and the group was scattered. Sure, a couple of them were in the Hard Deck, but it wasn't unusual for Hangman to miss out for a while. Heck, one of them could have sworn they saw Hangman leaving the bar, a lady charmed by his side. The fourth day was the same as the first, everyone was busy, the group didn't really have a reason for all of them to be together.
The fifth day had a scheduled lecture with Mav, followed by a hop.
Phoenix arrived 10 minutes before the scheduled lecture, eyes scanning the empty classroom, before her lips tugged into a smug smile. She beat Hangman and Rooster, today.
Rooster followed suite, plopping down on Phoenix's left.
Harvard and Yale came next, then Bob, Coyote, Fritz, Halo, Fanboy and Payback, Omaha.
Then Mav.
"Good morning, aviators, this is your captain speaking!" Mav said cheerily, sauntering in the room to set down his files at the desk.
Phoenix narrowed her eyes at the empty desk.
Late. The man is probably just late.
Hangman was never late. In reality, the man never let anyone hanging. Not for all the years Phoenix knew the man.
Navy's Golden Boy, Hangman, the perfect officer.
"Anyone know where Hangman is?" Mav said nodding his head at the empty desk.
The classroom was silent.
"Coyote?" Mav prompted.
"I don't know, sir, we messaged yesterday, but I haven't heard from him today," Coyote said, uneasily.
"Well," Mav said, pausing, "I guess he's late for the first time, I'll give him a pass as long as he shows up by the time for hops. But, I will put him to the same standard as all of you, so he'll just have to learn on the fly what you will be discussing here." Mav said giving a grin.
"He wouldn't want anything less, sir," Coyote said easily and Phoenix nodded at that.
The lecture continued, but all throughout, Phoenix noticed everyone (including herself) glance at the door every now and then. Mav, more often the others, given by the way he'd frown at the door, then scrunch his forehead at the clock above it. Coyote was discretely typing quickly at his phone whenever Mav turned towards the board. Rooster's moustache was twitching more than usual.
"Okay, guys, suit up, the groups are listed on the board, group A will go first, Coyote, if Hangman doesn't come you'll substitute for him in group C," Mav said, nodding at them before he left the classroom, and whipped out his phone.
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When they were going to their jets, Mav told Coyote that he was going up with both groups B & C.
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The hop ended and still no Hangman in sight.
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Dagger groupchat 80sChickFlick: Did someone get lost going to work today? PhePhe: Come on Bagman, look alive
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Jake-y Yesterday Wile. E: 'm goin to Coszco, need anything? Jake-y: Nah I'm good Jake-y: Maybe does fruit snacks... Wile. E: Got them for you Today Wile. E: Come on man where you at? Wile. E: jake jake jake Wile. E: Come on, man, just reply, please? Jacob Jake-y: me good, really, jus tire Wile. E: Give me more than that, buddy, do you need anything?
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To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Absent - Lieutenant Commander Jacob Seresin Good day Captain Mitchell, Lieutenant Commander Seresin called at 0743 hours stating that he is sick and will not be at work today and potentially tomorrow. Regards, Ensign Jameson
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Coyote and Mav both arrived in front of Hangman's apartment at the same time, they stared at each other awkwardly.
"Great, I was worried I was going to be overstepping, but with you here, I can just say I was tagging along with you," Mav said brightly as he clapped Coyote in the back.
Coyote snorted, "Sure, Mav," he said as he turned back towards the door and knocked loudly. "JAKEY, WAKEY WAKEY, I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE, BUDDY!"
"Jesus, kid, didn't expect you to that set of lungs in you," Mav muttered.
They waited a few seconds, not hearing any response. Coyote knocked again before shrugging and pulling out a key and used it to open the door.
Mav didn't question it.
Pretty small apartment. Empty. Bare. Kitchen on one side, living room on the other. A small table was right beside the door, Jake's car keys, wallet, and a picture of two young midshipmen, laughing together. A door at the end of the small room, Coyote went to one of them and knocked loudly, once again.
"Jake!" Coyote shouted before twisting the door knob, letting out an exclamation of surprise when it twisted open and forward. Coyote dashed into the room, "Jake!?"
Mav immediately set down the plastic bag of food he brought in the kitchen counter before going inside the room after Coyote. He saw Coyote already sitting at the edge of a bed, fuzzing on a half-awake Hangman, burritoed up in blankets, messy hair, blinking slowly as Coyote cupped a palm on his forehead.
" 'Avy?" Hangman croaked out, voice sounding like glass.
"Good morning to you, buddy, how long have you been feeling sick?"
Hangman took a deep breath to answer, and Mav winced in sympathy noticing how the boy had a hard time breathing and was sniffling hard, as if he was congested. Very congested.
"Here, kiddo, blow your nose, first," Mav said handing Jake the box of tissues from the bedside table.
Jake slowly propped himself up on the headboard and blew, hard. But his congested sniffles still remained after a whole minute of mucus ejection.
Jake blushed as he looked at both Mav and Javy then looked down at his lap, "Sorry."
"Nothing to apologize for, except for not telling me how long you've been sick, how long has this been going on?" Javy said, collecting the used tissues and quickly disposing them.
Jake furrowed his brow, "Dunno, headache Friday, then slowly got worst, was the worst today, thought I'd be better by today, swear," Jake muttered.
"Okay, kid, where's your thermometer? Did you drink something?"
"Don't have a thermometer, drank some day cold/flu pill things, didn't know they made day and night pills," Jake said flopping back down in bed.
"Did you eat?" Javy asked.
"Don't want to, not hungry," Jake said, turning away from them in bed.
"Well you got to, buddy, I brought some soup, Ice made, it's some bone broth," Mav said laying a gentle hand on Jake's shoulder trying to coax him to turn back.
"No, tired," Jake whined.
"Jacob, come on, dude, you gotta eat," Javy said rolling his eyes.
"Javy," Mav said evenly, "Why don't you heat up the broth, I'll take care of him here in the meantime, just microwave it."
"Okay, Mav, you deal with grumpy over here," Javy said patting Jake's head before leaving, easily dodging a clumsy swat that headed his way.
Mav chuckled at his boys before moving closer to Jake, "Okay, Jake, you have to sit up, don't know how you can breathe, lying straight down."
"It's not comfy sitting up," Jake muttered.
"You'll be able to breathe, and I'll make it comfy, buddy, just wait a bit." Mav said dashing to the living room to grab some couch cushions. "Okay, buddy, help me out here, just get up for a bit."
Jake grumbled, but complied, slowly sitting up, and Mav immediately placed the cushion behind the boy, helping him settle in and tucking the blanket back up high on his shoulders. Mav placed the back of his hand on the boy's cheek, frowning at the heat emanating from it.
"Where's your bathroom, buddy?" Mav asked and Jake pointed at the door across the bed.
Mav quickly went inside, and found a small, clean, towel which he immediately drenched with cool water, and wringed it out. He sat back down on the edge of the bed, where Jake was staring back at him, eyes half-closed.
"Just need to cool you off a bit, okay?" Mav smiled gently running a hand through Jake's hair and Jake nodded a bit.
Mav started gently wiping Jake's face with the damp towel, continuing down to his neck, leaving the towel to rest there. Mav ran a hand through Jake's hair and kept at it before Javy came in 5 seconds later with the soup.
"Food's here, buddy," Mav said, scooting beside Jake, to help prop him up more, with an arm behind the boy's shoulders.
Javy went to Jake's other side and held up a spoonful of soup to Jake's lips, quieting Jake's potential protests with a raised brow. Jake grumbled as he sipped the broth, resting his head on Mav's shoulder every now and then. Javy feeding Jake a spoonful of broth at a time until the bowl was empty.
"Want some more, buddy?" Javy asked, and Jake shook his head no, hiding his face in Mav's shoulder, making Mav chuckle and run a hand through the back of the boy's hair.
"How about a water to wash it all down, then, son?" Mav asked as Javy handed him a water bottle, already cracked open for his brother.
Jake looked up, as Mav brought the bottle up to his lips, making sure that Jake won't choke as he drank his fill, before turning his head away indicating that he was done. Resting his head back on Mav's shoulder, eyes closed.
Mav looked up to see Javy frowning in concern, his forehead scrunched up in worry.
"He'll be okay, Javy," Mav said evenly.
"He didn't tell me," Javy muttered.
"Stubborn." Mav said beckoning Javy to come closer. "But he was able to let his walls down because of you."
Javy walked over to Mav's other side, where Mav immediately tugged Javy down, making Javy yelp as he bent over as Mav hooked his other arm around Javy's shoulders to bring the boy down to kiss him in the temple. Letting him go to stand up straight, but not letting go of his hand.
Mav smiled up at the boy's shocked expression, "You're a good big brother, son." Enjoying as Javy's faced flushed.
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Mav bundles both of them back to his and Iceman's house for some (a lot of) TLC.
Phoenix visits Hangman's apartment after they left, calling Javy in worry as Hangman isn't answering the door. Driving quickly to Mav's house once she found out where they were.
Most of the Dagger Squad visits.
Jake is back in the air in a few days.
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odd-ratz · 1 year
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Inspired by an actual interaction I had with a classmate
[ID: 4 Panel comic with Sam Mason and Danny Fenton from the cartoon Danny Phantom. Sam is on the left side of each panel and is colored in monochrome purple. She has chin-length dark hair and wears a gothic blouse with elbow length sleeves. Danny is on the right side of each panel and is colored in monochrome blue. He has long bangs and wears a short sleeved hoodie; his right hand is bandaged. They are in a classroom; behind them the background is a pale grayish lavender with bookshelves, a globe, a clock and a crate.
Panel 1: Sam is writing in a notebook, head resting on her hand. Danny yawns and is reaching for something to the right side of the panel
Panel 2: Danny, eyes barely open, opens a drink can with a "crack" sound effect. To the right of him are 3 packets. Sam doesn't move positions but the noises catches her attention, her eyes glance to Danny.
Panel 3: Danny tears open the packets, which have an arrow pointing to them saying "Caffeine packets" and pours them into the drink can, which has an arrowing pointing to it saying "energy drink". Sam looks at him with a slightly concerned and incredulous expression
Panel 4: Zoomed in. Danny drinks the mix, with just the can, his hand and mouth visible in the foreground. Sam looks on with a disgusted and shocked expression. The letters "wtf" next to her head. /END ID]
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magpiesky · 4 months
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Oh ouroboros, The cycle of the serpent.
Look close, It's something like a spring
Pull out, It looks like it's a helix
Push in, And wear it like a ring
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adeva-eira · 1 year
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SuperMari!
Marinette, Conner and Tim on a Mission-
Marinette: Holy sh*t these guys shot at me! They could have killed me!
Tim: You're bulletproof, Mars....dramaqueen...
Marinette: Ya but I have Feelings, Timothy! Feelings!!!
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verrbatim · 1 year
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Sasori: Did it hurt when you fell?
Deidara: From where? Heaven? Or in love?
Sasori: Brat, as much as I’d love to save your ego, you just faceplanted down a flight of stairs.
Just a little comics about Sasori being worried and Deidara being Deidara. I kinda messed the order up, but there are numbers in the corners so here we go
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boundlessentity · 1 year
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I'm actually really proud of this one y'all.
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mothleey · 1 month
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I miss him so muuch
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hebidoka · 1 year
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( ♡° ω°♡ )  ~~
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foretokenart · 1 year
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May I present another Au (cause that’s apparently what I do now): The koi merman Kiyotaka Au. featuring:
Mondo and his inability to flirt.
A confused and also concerned Daiya.
and bonus star:
Best friend Sayaka who I guess thinks this be a movie.
I actually need to start writing these things. but back at it again. Cha cha real smooth.
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Edit: I forgot to add the close up cause I’m tired lol.
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pierogi-potwater · 5 days
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Little doodle of Harry as a treat for myself
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tinemilk · 8 months
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Respect the source material
Over the years there have been many adaptations of books, comics, video games, and much more. There are many adaptations that are good or decent, however, there are many that disregard the original material.
When it comes to adapting something that already exists in a different form of media than film or TV, is that there are expectations. Expectations of a dream cast, the set, music, storyline, you get my drift. Of course, it is impossible to meet everyone's expectations of the above, yet there is one expectation that is not impossible to meet and that is to follow the source material. So many movies and TV shows forget to follow the source material, there was a reason it got popular in the first place. It became popular because people liked the original material. (Even if it wasn’t major popular, if it has original material that is what should be what is strived after.)
Many adaptations get rewrites that completely crash with the original material and such rewrites most of the time lead to it being a bad adaptation, or at least a disconnected adaptation. Adaptations are not the writers' or showrunners' own story being brought to life, it is someone else's, and that should be respected. Because if it isn’t respected it comes off as "we just wanted an already established fan base to get money from, but we don’t care for the material you are fans of. So, sucks to be you." Which is, to be honest very off-putting and sad. Because they take away the joy by dismissing the core fans. Yes, a show or movie should be made so that everyone can understand the plot and more without being die-hard fans, but that is very much possible without disrespecting the material. Also, it is always going to be the established fan base that is going to do the unpaid and sometimes unnoticed promoting of the adaptation. So, adapting a movie or show that is as close to the original material as possible is just being decent.
There are of course allowed liberties if they do not change the story or character into something/someone new. Everyone understands that a word-by-word adaptation is impossible. But striving to have a very close adaptation should be the goal.
I think most people agree that The Last of Us is a very good and close adaptation. It has taken liberties but kept close to what the material. (I haven't played the game, just watched reviews on YouTube and talked with others about it.) (I just know more about F&B and hotd, okay so I can actually talk about it.)
House of the Dragon is a show that has done the opposite, it has taken too many liberties. While it is decent, but a rush show on its own. It is very far from the book. While I know that the book is written by an unreliable narrator, there are still many changes from what is reliable. There are many examples of how many liberties the showrunners have taken. Timeline, character relationships, changed entire events, characters have been altered, costumes have been lacking, and so on.  These changes take the show more and more away from the original material and end up at "yeah we just wanted an established fan base". There is such a difference that one has to clarify if it is the book or show canon, and when that happens you know it failed to bring the source material to life.
Fire and Blood even has lots of room for liberties since it is written by an unreliable narrator. They had every chance to show how Rhaenyra is slandered by history and men for the simple fact of being a woman (who liked being a woman), and how victims are not always the perfect victim. They had the chance to create a TV show that focuses on power intrigues and relationships between characters. They had a chance to show how war changes people even if they live in a violent society. Love stories of both romantic and platonic feelings. HEALTHY FEMALE FRIENDSHIPS! RHAENYRA AND LAENA. What I am trying to say is the possibilities for liberties that make the original story more were there, but they did not take them. Because they disregarded the material.
RESPECT THE FUCKING MATERIAL. THERE IS A REASON PEOPLE LIKED IT IN THE FIRST PLACE.
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this is about showrunners and actors who think that the og material isnt that important
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jussst-lurking · 11 months
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Did some Max sketches to distract me from studying (sorry for the lighting I only do traditional art and taking pics of it is kinda annoying)
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shyinkbunny · 2 years
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White tuff? ✔️ Blue-green eyes? ✔️Scars? ✔️ Freckles? ✔️ Hot af? ✔️✔️
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eyreemusings · 2 years
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Riddle Rosehearts, if he is to be a romantic trope, is first love.
Not the fluffy kind. Not the first time touches and sweet clumsy kisses and sappy promises of love everlasting.
He is the hurting kind.
Realizing that the wild lurches of the gut, the erratic beating of the heart, and face slightly flushed is love only when he witnessed his beloved go through the same thing. Not to him, but to another.
For most, a realization of a first love sends fits of joy and giddiness to the heart as flowers fall from the sky.
For him, he felt that, too, for a brief moment. yet waves of sorrow, regret, and pain flooded him harshly as he realized he loves and he lost long before he actually tried.
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