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dumbledorathexplora · 11 months
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Hello I am alive yes
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ichigoginchan · 1 year
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he's not alone anymore 🥹
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beaxmice · 2 years
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(he's still talking abt the tumblr sexyman poll btw)
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sabourah · 1 year
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We finally got it guys
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vorthron · 2 months
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GUYS IM CURED OF ART BLOCK!!! (a little)
also here's some sketches I did at school today
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draptoryx · 8 months
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my entry for a DTIYS on insta
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inkstxinz · 11 months
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— long day.
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jazzkolart · 1 year
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Rainy day aka god i miss these fools
(Click for better res!)
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loganinks · 11 months
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Saw a precious photo on Pinterest of a father and son and had to use it as reference for Mob and Reigen ❤️
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ghostbxne · 11 months
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brokentoasterz · 1 year
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The girls are fighting 😔
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118ween · 1 year
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The Greatest Psychic of the 21st Century (& His Apprentice)
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beaxmice · 2 years
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that was a good fight o7
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dannyhall · 2 years
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mmmm..reignen
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hiccuppop · 2 years
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Bro got beat up srry babygirl 😭😭
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sha-n-dowbannedlol · 1 year
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"Want to go get ice cream?"
"Your treat?"
"You're asking for too much here, don't you think?"
You let out a soft laugh, watching Reigen get up from his seat and stretch his back after a long day of slouching over his laptop and meeting several clients. The window behind him shows the sun setting, coloring the once-blue sky with an orange—almost reddish—tint.
It wasn't often that you get to see Reigen, well, not as often as you'd like because of your busy schedules, which is why you both made the most out of your time when you find yourselves in the presence of the other whether in the form of getting ice cream, ramen, takoyaki, or just walking around Seasoning City.
The walk to the ice cream parlor was filled with chatter, sharing how your days have been with each other and complaining about your respective jobs here and there, and Reigen talking about his minimum-wage workers with such pride and fondness like he was talking about his own kids.
When you arrived at the place, there weren't any seats left so you both agreed to just buy ice cream and go to a nearby park, spending your time there until you both finally deem it late enough to go home.
You ordered your favorites and you weren't surprised when Reigen stopped you when you went to pull out your wallet despite his words earlier.
"You can pay me back later," he said, placing his index finger on his chin as he pretends to think, "Maybe by treating me to that one restaurant that opened not long ago..."
You roll your eyes at the man, hand reaching out to take your dessert as he does the same before you both exit the premises.
Now walking side by side once again, you can't help but notice as Reigen devoured his own treat, making you wince internally. You already knew he was a messy eater, but you didn't expect him to still be this messy even with a cone of ice cream.
Your eyes trace the cupid bow of his lips as he decided to take a break from mauling his own cone, and your gaze trail over the remnants of the treat still resting on his lower lip, about to run down his chin.
Your mind blanked at the moment, and your body went into autopilot—reenacting the only thought that remained in your mind.
"Reigen?"
The man stops walking at the call of his name, turning to see the blank look on your face which made him scrunch his brows in concern.
"Is everything oka-"
He didn't get to finish his words as you silently take a step closer to him, your dominant hand raising to cup his jaw gently before you leaned forward, your lips warming up his cold ones as they meet.
Reigen's mind short-circuited.
His gaze travels to the top of your head, the warmth he feels from your lips extending to his face as he turns bright red, to the tips of his ears and even down his neck. His hand almost crushed the cone he was holding as he feels you lightly suck on his lower lip before the wetness of your tongue soothes the area. Just as he was about to kiss back, you suddenly pulled away.
He didn't know what you think as he looks at your innocently smiling face, eyes closed, before chastising him.
"There was ice cream on your lip," you told him as if you hadn't just kissed him in the middle of the street, "You're always so messy when you eat."
And with that, you just turned around and focused on your own cone.
His gaze travels from you to the cone in his hand, before going back to you, now trained specifically on your lips as you eat your own treat.
You look back at him, unsure of what to think, and yet, your mind still runs a mile per minute.
Why did you do that? Oh God. This is it. He's going to be so mad, he'll be so pissed. He'll call the police on you. This is where your friendship ends.
The man finally gets over his initial shock and starts moving, prompting you to watch him like a hawk, ready to yell out your apologies for being so bold at any moment.
However, it was your turn to be shocked as you watch him shove his ice cream and smear it on his lips with a small smirk while his brown gaze studies your expression.
"Ah, I messed up again, I really am a messy eater," he said with a poor attempt to sound shocked and regretful, "I don't want to bother you, but, would you mind?"
You let out a small laugh from relief as you approach him again, placing your hand back on his cheek as you give him a bashful smile.
"Be as messy of an eater as you'd like," you told him, feeling the warmth of his hand as it snakes to your lower back, pulling you closer to him with your front now mushed against his,
"I'll be here to clean you up anytime."
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