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After months of trying to find the official plush in stock and obtain a plush of the Catboy Clown in general, my Shinkouhyou plush has finally arrived and I’m so happy! He’s so cute, tiny, and I’m in love! ♥️🌹💌💍
It took me awhile to find ways to obtain an official Shinkouhyou plush, especially since he’s sold out everywhere else, and I had couple of rough experiences getting him custom made so I was happy to snatch him through a box set! It was totally worth it.
Now that Shinkouhyou is free from his plastic prison, he has been reunited with Kokutenko and even finally met my other husband, Kyousuke Hyoubu from Zettai Karen Children! The feeling of getting f/o plushies is so good and wholesome! 💞💞💞💞
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rejected-restaurant · 4 minutes ago
Don't mind Shuu awkwardly shuffling in. The shapeshifter is trying to get a feel for self-insert shenanigans again.
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Chels doesn’t really mind.
She can get a feel as much as they’d like~
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ccselfships · 9 minutes ago
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a redraw of a very old piece i did 👉👈
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icestardragonhc · 11 minutes ago
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me and my Pokemon-ified mascot
also that’s great T-Shirt ikr
Jan 13, 2020
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startheimpactfangirl · 11 minutes ago
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Hello! Once again my inbox is empty. Sooo, you know what that means! You can ask stuff to the lucid x trajan family! Andddd you can also ask stuff to impact and calibri! Have fun. Please do not send anything innpprorite or Rude.
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sirarthurcrux · 19 minutes ago
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Hey y'all, drew this for a friend. And this friend simps for Todoroki, so, BAM.
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akaashisupremacy · 39 minutes ago
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The Two of You
Summary: What is Daichi’s favorite part about moving in with you? 
Notes: Finally getting through my backlog from my 100 follower event lol. This is dedicated to @holaaaf​ who is the largest Daichi stan on my page 💕
Pairing: Daichi  x Reader, FLUFF
HQ Masterlist || Multi-Fandom Masterlist
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“Do you know what I really like?” Daichi asks out of the blue. 
“Girls with big boobs?” you recall Suga’s stories about the Karasuno club room.
“Are you really bringing that up again?” he raises his brow incredulously. You laugh.
It’s easy to answer the companionship, the sex or the newly deepened commitment of the relationship, but for Daichi the answer was simple—it was sleeping and waking up next to you.
The night used to make him impatient and the hour after he got up more so. How can he be so far from you?
But now that you share the same home, he can sleep beside you every night, start and end the day together and maybe have some more time in between.
Still his favorite way to start the day is to hear you say, “Good morning.”
You always smile when running your fingers along his cheeks. His cheeks warms the tips of your fingers. He presses your hands onto his face. It’s both of your favorite ritual.
You both met at Karasuno. You were Kiyoko’s junior manager and he, the eventual team captain. His favorite part then was the time in between games, where you could eat together and watch other teams play.
You’d get really nervous when it was time for Karasuno to warm up, even more than the starting team.
“I can’t believe you’re jittery and you’re not even playing.” he’d comment playfully.
“I can’t help it.” you tensely shrug your shoulders.
He’d laugh a bit and you’d relax.
Some guy from the other team would try to hit on you. He would get tense. You’d laugh. He’d then relax a bit.
“STAY AWAY FROM OUR MANAGER.” he’d aggressively glare.
High school was filled with small moments like that, just the two of you sharing mundanities here and there.
Married life was different in that sense. You no longer spent the majority of your daytime hours together. You both work in different professions. But somehow things have reversed. It was the time in your shared home that you now spent together.
What did he really like?
You, it’s always been you and the time you shared—just the two of you.  
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Taglist: @itstheee-ha-chan @kaizumi @holaaaf @glxar
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softsebnbuckystan · 42 minutes ago
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Soul ties - Part 10 (Bucky Barnes au)
“And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed,
You put me on  and said I was your favourite”
Word count : 1712
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Going back to everyone wasn't even as awkward as you'd predicted ; what had just happened with Bucky was pretty obvious. Yet, all the guests decided to cheer you up and spend their night telling you jokes or just talking to you about random memories. When you went back to your  room for good, you made sure Bucky walked you there : you were silently thanking Steve for giving you a room this far away from the others, since it gave you the opportunity to speak freely.
"So, about earlier,"  you started, "I think..."
"Hum,  yeah. I get it must be complicated for you." He scratched the back of his head as you stopped in front of your bedroom door.
"It's not, actually." You looked him in the eyes. "I know exactly what I want."
Something gleamed in his eyes – a hint of hope, maybe.
"You do?" he asked. "I don't want you to be in this situation, so..."
"I swear," — you gently grabbed the front of his shirt  – "I promise I know you're who I want." You lowered your gaze. "I'd be a fool to pretend otherwise."
Bucky tilted his head down to see you better, breathing on the tip of your nose. "This makes me...really happy." He kissed your nose, making you feel an instant warmth in your chest. "Now go get some rest. You've had an eventful night."
"You're right." You let go of him to grab the doorknob and turned around. "Wait, before I go..." You span and placed your hands on his shoulders to help you reach his height and planted a kiss on his lips again. "I really wanted to do this again."
You chuckled and left him at the door, quickly closing it behind you so that he wouldn't see you smiling like a teenager. Changing into your pyjamas, you were still unable to think about anything else than the  first kiss you'd shared and the emotion it'd gifted you with. You chose not to go to sleep right away : you knew a knock on your door would come. Around twenty minutes afterwards, you were ready to open the door to your sister right after hearing her.
"So, that happened," she said when she sat on your bed. "How are you feeling?"
"Don't you already know that?" you teased. "I thought you were supposed to be a mind-reading enchantress or something. Your skills are getting rusty, sis."
Wanda couldn't help but laugh before asking her question  again. "Seriously, I want to hear it from you, not  from your thought process. It's too much of a mess anyway."
You rolled your eyes at the skies  before sitting next to her. "It was... I don't know how to describe it." You shrugged. "It felt right."
"And what are you going to do about Darren? I heard you saying you were over, but are you actually doing it?"
You stopped to think for a moment. What would divorcing Darren concretely mean? You'd have to go through a divorce procedure, and you didn't know how those were  supposed to go. Maybe you could  ask Tony if he knew any good lawyers who might you out. But there was another thing you'd need to do.
"I'll  go get my stuff tomorrow. I'm thinking  of asking Tony if I can stay here...permanently."
You wrapped your hands around your legs and rested your chin on your knees.
"I'll go with you. I don't trust him."
"Thanks, Wanda."
Your sister hugged you tight before lying down next to you.
"I'm here for you. We're family," she noted. "Now get some sleep ; you need it."
You lay next to her and as it turned out, you fell asleep pretty fast. Maybe soulmates had that effect on people.
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"He's not even here," you remarked. "Even after our fight last night, he doesn't bother showing up at his own apartment."
Darren's behaviour was already heating up your anger, and you were once  again patting yourself on the shoulder for refusing both Steve and  Sam's help that day. They would not have handled this by calming you down. Maybe Steve would've tried, but well, even he had his limits. Messing with his family was one of them.
Your sister followed you to your bedroom, where you dragged a suitcase from under your bed. When you opened it, Wanda's eyes lingered for a second : it wasn't empty.
"Were you packing for a trip?" she asked.
You looked away and shrugged. "I don't know if I was planning for a honeymoon or a bad fight," you admitted. "Turns out it's the latter." You kept running around the place, packing everything from your most random flannel shirt to your favourite coffee mug.
"I think I'm ready to go," you ended up saying as you closed your suitcase. "I'm- wait. Did you hear the door too?"
"Y/n?"
"Fuck." You looked at Wanda, who'd recognised Darren's voice as well. You walked out of the bedroom, your suitcase rolling behind you. Your husband's eyes fell on your luggage before going back to you. You tried searching for any trace of sadness on his face ; all you found was anger and disappointment.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked. "And what is she doing here?"
"Wanda's here because she wanted to help me get as far away from you as possible," you replied. "My whereabouts are none of your business anymore."
"You can't just leave like that. You're still my wife, as far as I know."
"Not for long."
Darren's face got bright red as he went in the kitchen. You knew he was about to start yelling, so you went for the door. His arm stopped you ; you hadn't seen him turn around. He grabbed your wrist, causing you to let out a faint scream. Wanda didn't need any more excuses to use her abilities.  She pinned him against the wall with a slight gesture of her hand.
"Don't you touch her again," she breathed. "You don't want me to use my full strength."
You could see Darren's nostrils flaring with anger and his fist clenching. You hated seeing him like this : some part of you still remembered the guy you'd fallen for several years earlier and you wished you could've made him stay like that.
"Don't blame  yourself for his behaviour, y/n," Wanda told you, not looking away from Darren. "Trust me, this man can't be changed. He'll always be a douchebag."
Your sister let go of him and opened the apartment's door for you. You were finally stepping out of that place, walking away from Darren.
"So what?" you heard him yell. "You're just gonna go back to that weird staring guy?"
You turned around and stared at him. You were done looking down and letting him hurt you. "Stop."
"What is it, huh?" – He walked closer to you and you gestured towards Wanda to let her know you were okay. "Is he better in better in bed than I am? Because I highly doubt that any man could make a good one out of you."
"Wow, you got to this level of insults. I shouldn't be surprised, coming from you." You paused, unsure of what his reaction would be to your next words. "I'll have divorce papers sent to you."
His jaw dropped, your words leaving him speechless. HIs insults still left a bitter taste in your mouth as you did your best to hide your pain. You didn't think such a long relationship could end like this, in a heartbeat, in the drop of a coffee cup.
Going back to the compound seemed to take less time than it took going to Darren's place. You were looking out of the window in silence, even though you knew your sister was holding back her remarks about Darren : you didn't need mind-reading powers to know that.
"Go ahead. Tell me I should've seen it coming."
"I'm not going to tell you that. Believe it or not, I wish I'd been wrong about him."
You gave Wanda a side glance : her grip on the stirring wheel was stern but her eyes were filled with sympathy.
"But I should've seen it coming. Damn, I despised his friends the moment I met them and he's just like them."
Wanda chuckled, which seemed inappropriate at first. "You didn't see that coming."
These words forced a smile out of you. "He would kick his ass, wouldn't he?"
"Absolutely. And he wouldn't be gentle about it."
You fiddled with your fingers. "Moments like these... I miss him the most."
"I know." Your sister's hand grabbed yours for a second before going back to the wheel. Her voice had gotten a little shaky from the emotion. "I also know he would've liked Bucky for you."
"Maybe. I shouldn't rush into this, though."
"Wait, what?" Wanda was confused, it seemed. How could she not be?
"Wanda, I just got out of a long relationship. I'm not even divorced yet. Bucky deserves better than this mess of a situation."
"Oh c'mon, he won't care about that. Have you seen how the man looks at you?"
A grin made its way to your lips as you remembered the numerous occasions Bucky  had laid his blue eyes on you, and yesterday, on your lips.
"I feel like I can't do this to him, you know? There are so many things I like about him, from the way he bothers pronouncing my name correctly, not the bland American way, to the habit he has of scratching his neck... You  know, dumb stuff. But what do I have to offer him? I'm not..."
"Stop. That's Darren speaking, not you," your sister softly reprimanded you. "You're worth so much more than you think you are. I also know that the guy who's going to rush to you to make sure you're okay is falling in love with you, if he hasn't already. His mind is almost as big a mess as yours."
"Wow, that's a first," you joked, the mention of love making you anxious. "The mess thing, I mean."
"Yeah, sure," — she snickered – "the mess thing."
--- They're getting serious, guys! I hope this part was good and that you liked it. Part 11 will come soon. :)
Tag list :
@ginger-swag-rapunzel @joscelyn02 @writehistorynotthegrocerylist @bluemoon-icecream @lady-loki-ren @simplybombshell @lizajane3
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puerquitos · an hour ago
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shittiest karaoke night ever but we're having fun
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voice-of-mischief · an hour ago
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hhhrhjgjgjh strange sonas to soothe th soul,,,,,,,,
aka yes these r some of the self inserts i will prob use on my self-shipping bullshit sjdfhkjs all of em go by Alice for refernce,, (might tag my self insert shit with Alice in Underland?? idk)
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justrandomselfships · an hour ago
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Random fact about my selfship part 2:
Soleil DOES gush about Kayn to Rakan but never mentions his name. So while Rakan and Soleil are close friends neither of them know each other's partners! Sure Soleil knows the name Xayah but she never met her in the end.
Another fact is that I still can't think of a fucking tag for Soleil x Kayn
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steamed3gg · an hour ago
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Newt x Reader: I’ll Be Seeing You (Part 2)
A/N: HERE IT IS!! PART 2!! i honestly don’t like this one as much as the first one but here you go anyway!! 
dunno if i have the motivation rn to make a part 3 but we’ll see 
warnings: nothing really, i tried my best to write a reunion  
i strongly recommend you read part 1 if you haven’t read it yet!
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Iris 
Quite a few years had passed since the day that you had left. 
You'd grown up. Finished your (Muggle- or as they called them here, No-Maj) education in America. Opened up a small flower shop in New York City with the funds that you had scraped together after your mother passed away, and with the help of your aunt.  
You could say that you were happy. And yeah, you were. You actually had friends now, and you had met some really nice people. But sometimes you wondered if you were really living the life that you wanted to.    
There were still people you missed, after all.  
It was a dreary spring day, and you were waiting for customers at the counter, checking the clock now and then. You were looking forward to your lunch break.  
Suddenly, the door at the front opened, the bell ringing cheerily in greeting to the man who stepped in. 
He was attractive, really. Tall and a touch lanky. Messed-up brown hair, with eyes that had a sort of twinkle in them. He was wearing an outfit that suited him well, and was carrying a beat-up leather case. 
And- you couldn't quite put your finger on it, but he seemed.. familiar, somehow.   
The man approached the counter, giving you a small nod in greeting, and you smiled at him.
"Hello, may I help you?" 
"Erm.. ye-yes, can you.. can you tell me what flowers are appropriate to give to a woman?" He seemed to be having a hard time meeting your gaze, and spoke quickly as if he wanted to get this over with.  
You recognized an English accent in his voice, and wondered if he was visiting on holiday. 
"Oh, of course! Well, you can't go wrong with a nice bunch of roses!" you said, walking out from behind the counter and over to the side of the shop, where bouquets of flowers were displayed on the wall. 
You plucked a dozen red roses from where they were sitting in a wooden vase, going to wrap them up in paper and tie it all together with a ribbon. 
Moving back to the counter, you put the bouquet down. "Would you like a card to go with these?" 
"..Um, alright then." 
With a small flourish, you grabbed a thin cardboard square from a pile, and a quill. "To whom shall I address this to?"  
"Tina," the man said, then paused. "Pr-pray tell, are you perhaps from Europe? Your accent-" 
"I'm surprised that you could recognize it!" You laughed lightly. "I've been in America for so long that it's barely there anymore!"  
His mouth twitched slightly, as if he was holding back a smile. 
"Oh, and, is that spelled T-I-N-A, or any other way?" 
"That's how it's spelled." 
You wrote To: Tina down in a swooping cursive font, making sure to keep it neat and tidy. Nobody wants to receive a sloppy note, after all!   
"And would you like for me to write down your name as well, or are you remaining a secret admirer?" you asked, not even trying to stop the small note of amusement in your voice. 
"M-my name, thanks." 
Dipping the quill in the ink pot once more, you looked up at him. "Then your name, please?" 
"Newt- N-E-W-T, by the way." 
You nearly dropped the card and the quill in your hands, but you quickly recovered. 
Dear God. 
Sure, the little child in you wanted to wholeheartedly believe that this stranger was the friend you left behind long ago- but the adult in you knew that just sharing a name didn't mean that they were the same person. 
 (Even if the coincidences seemed a bit too similar to not make this true..) 
Though, your heart didn't stop beating a touch faster than usual.  
With a small scoff of annoyance, you rolled up your sleeves so as to not get them dirtied in ink. 
You quickly wrote down From: Newt, then stuck the card into the bouquet, picking it up and holding it out to him. "That'll be five dollars, please-" 
He didn't take it, though, and his eyes widened as he looked down at your now-exposed wrist where the bracelet sat proudly. 
"...Y-your bracelet.. how.. how did you get it?" he asked quietly.   
You felt your heart skip a beat. 
"Well, um, a friend gave it to me, when I was younger," you answered, suddenly finding it difficult to look him straight in the eyes. "I've kept it ever since, as it reminds me of home..," 
"A friend..?" 
The air suddenly felt thick, heavy with suspense as you slowly looked over at him, waiting for either him to speak or for you to find the right words to say.  
"..(Y/N), it really can't be-" he started to say, but you didn't need to hear anything more.
With a sudden amount of bursting happiness, you put down the bouquet and crossed over the counter, firmly throwing your arms around him. 
He felt warm, comforting, and smelled of the earth and a few other things that reminded you of the days spent carefree in the park.  
Newt held you close, swaying slightly on the spot. 
A minute passed, but neither of you wanted to let go.  
This all felt very surreal, actually. Was it a dream? Were you just sick? Hyperventilating? Perhaps you were floating away into the sky, like a kite..  
But, the grounding touch of your friend kept you firmly anchored in the present and reminded you that yes, this was really happening.  
Before it got too weird, you parted, both smiling as if you had just won the lottery. 
"Um.. your bouquet?" you said awkwardly, suppressing the sudden urge to giggle at the giddiness that was running through your body.  
"Oh. Yes," he replied, digging into the pockets of his coat. "D-do you take Sickles and such here, or..?" 
"No, it's Dragots, but you can take it for free- I still technically owe you for the bracelet, anyway!" 
This whole change of events had caused your spirits to rise, and subconsciously, the flowers in the shop had started to brighten up and bloom with your happiness. It seemed that Newt had noticed this, and curiously glanced around before picking up the roses, which were bolder in color than before.  
"If you say so..," Newt said carefully. 
It looked like he was torn between leaving or staying. And either he didn't know what to say- or was too shy to speak up.  
(It was probably the latter.) 
"Say, um, would you want to come have lunch or something? My break is just in a few minutes, and I bet I can close up early. My apartment is close by," you piped up, quietly fidgeting with the seam of your rough apron.   
Newt seemed a bit taken aback, but still gave you a gentle smile, nodding. 
"..I'd like that."  
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capitaine-amour · an hour ago
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promo time is here again !!!
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hi!!! i’m scout n i can be ur record-collectin’, boomer-band-likin’, non-human-kissin’ mutual!!!
i like a bunch of stuff and have a bunch of f/os, ah the joys of being neurodivergent and fictoromantic :] !!!
here’s my main carrd and here’s my selfship carrd! please take the time to read through both before interacting!!!
feel free to pop into my inbox or dms at any time, i’ll get back to you as soon as possible!!! please talk to me about 70s–90s stuff i have a really big special interest in that time period
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devilteatime · 2 hours ago
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Your current fictional crush vs your first fictional crush [Transformers edition]
I did the trend,,,I used to have a good taste
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rigbz · 2 hours ago
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//click for better quality :-)//
SORRY THAT THE QUALITY IS BAD, I SENT IT TO MYSELF FROM MY SCHOOL COMPUTER 😥
anyways take this doodle of my self insert sona/oc(?) I made at school today with my friends on aggie.it :-)
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nbmonsterkisser · 2 hours ago
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moodboard of me trying to figure out how I’m going to write a multi-chapter reader insert fic where the reader is non-binary and uses “they” pronouns but the sex scenes are going to feature *frustrated gesticulating* for lack of better phrasing, AFAB bits, bc that’s what I can write from in the most detail:
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igotnobraincells · 2 hours ago
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Tsukishima Kei
𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 | 𝐘𝐞𝐬
Has a hard time expressing his feelings
At times he doesn’t want you to know how he’s feeling and can be closed down
He’s the kind of guy who will easily tell everyone you are in a relationship
     - He’d be like | “Yeah we’re dating” and then walk away
But when it comes to actual intimacy he’s doomed
     - He’s just an awkward guy and not know what to do
Saying i love you for the first time took a lot for him 
     - Kinda wanted you to say it first so that he could be like “ oh you do? Yeah same” and then act all cool and shit but NO
     -He blurted it out one day when he saw you do some cute shit and got all flustered
At first he didn’t like to share things with you, but when he realized he actually liked you. He would go OUT of his way to try to give you something of his
He loves to joke around with you, and tease you for fun, it’s like his thing
    - if one day he doesn’t do it, you’d ask if he was feeling ok “ hey uh are you good?”
“uh yeah..why wouldn’t I be?”
“idk for once you didn’t make fun of me”
When YOU get flustered it’s just his favorite thing ever
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fangedwife · 2 hours ago
When you drink the vamp blood, is it like a 1x1 thing with just you & David, or are the other boys there too?
Ah, oh gee,,,yeah I think he’d want it to be a really intimate thing between us. The boys are usually always around but this time he wants it to be private, and he wants to personally be the one to turn me >//< 
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igotnobraincells · 2 hours ago
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His Little Game
𝐀/𝐍 | 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐈 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐤 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐠 
He wasn’t into you..
He was just using you like everyone else did.
so this was normal right?
He would use you
Then toss you to the side 
And look for someone better in the end
But other people were smarter than you 
So he would come back to you, just to use you again 
It was an endless cycle
but you were so in love that you had no idea what was even going on
You were his little game that he knew he couldn’t lose at
And you without knowing were giving him a victory each time
He’d give you just enough for you not to leave 
And you’d give him everything that you had 
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