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୨୧⸝⸝﹕heyoo bunnies!! I know you have been waiting ! (╥﹏╥)﹐⊂🎐⊃ ‹𝟹 sorry it took a while! so, here is all u have been waiting forr!! ( search up “_chibi..bunnii” for more stories (´-ω-`)） warning - do not post any thing using the tag “_chibi..bunnii” without permission! This also includes that you shall not take inspo/copy my story and claim as yours. Please give credits if you use,, My socials ; yt- bunniiplush tt- chibi..bunnii_chan ⸝⸝ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs !! ₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ ;; riri jin fiola justin riri has a fear of a pain that she experienced when she was young, it seems to come back for her. When she was 3, she got a cut by her friend while she was playing in the park. Recently she has been dreaming about it nonstop, facing difficulties to focus. Now she has changed schools and no longer remembers the friend, she feels happy around as her 2 closest friends, jin & fiola are there for her, she feels safe..until… the “friend came back”, his name was Justin. “ class there is a new student named Justin sire, please give him a warm welcome!” The teacher said. “He looks familiar…like as if I’ve seen him in my life before…hmm..” riri thought to herself. A sudden idea struck to her mind, she wanted to be friends with him so she could understand the weird and familiar feeling and who it really was. “riri, what’s the answer to question 42? You seem very unfocused compared to last week. Have you slept well?” The teacher asked. “ah..sorry mam, the answer to question 42 is 98.” Riri mumbled, feeling weirder every second. during break time, she went to get food from the stalls. She felt that someone was watching her, but she had a plan. after getting food, riri snuck into the back of the school hall to see if anyone would follow. Hearing footsteps, she yelled “oi! Who’s that huh..stalker isn’t it?? Come out and hurry up show ur face!” “Ah, fine” said a fine voice, “j-justin?! The new kid?? Hah… what are u doing here? Why are you following me?” She stuttered. “ well.. you know you remind me of someone that I kind of don’t remember.. part 2 coming soon bunnies,,!! comments: Say hi or any feed back!

‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 ⋅ ˚✮ ☆🥧̗̀➛🍂*.☽ *:･🍮⭐🥞⋆.ೃ࿔ ✩°𓏲⋆🌿. ⋆⸜ 🍵✮˚ 🌨️₊˚.🎧 ˚.🩵*✩｡ 🫐‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪❀ ִֶָ☾. 🪞𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒♡ ｡˚🐈‍⬛.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 🤍🦢🎧☁️🪞 ✩°｡🧸𓏲⋆.🧺𖦹 ₊˚ ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆ ☃︎⋆꙳•❅*ִ ₊˚｡⋆❆⋆｡˚₊ °❆⛄⋆.ೃ࿔🦌*:･❄️ ⋆꙳·̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•❅*‧ ‧*❆ ₊⋆ *ੈ🎄✩‧₊ ⋆☃︎⛸️✧˖°❅🕯️༘ ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ ‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ ☆♱🎧🫧 ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˖⁺‧₊˚🎧✮💿✮📷✮˚₊‧⁺˖ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── 💸🎀🧷💋🍒🌸 ⊹ ࣪ 🍒 ˖༉‧🐈‍⬛₊🔑₊˚💋 ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧⋆⭒˚｡⋆ •*ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆ 🫧🦢🪞.♡⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 🥟˚｡˚ 🪧·˚˚· 🐚🦈˖⁺‧₊🥛🐈‍⬛⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ ૮₍ • ˕ - ₎ა♡₊˚ ˗ˏˋ🩷 ೀ🩹꒱ ˎˊ˗ 。°˖ ʚ🍓ɞ ꒦꒷⩩ 𖧧🌷₊˚⊹♡ ୧ ‧₊˚꒰ 🍡 ꒱ ⋅ ☆ ˖° ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ ౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ 𝜗𝜚 ⊹ ‧₊˚ 🐇 🩰🦢🕯🍒💌 🩰𓈒⋆⑅˚₊୨୧ ⋆｡°🕯️✩.˚₊ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ⟡𓋼 𓇗 𓆸 𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔰 𓆇 𓆨 𓍊 🕸️ '*.🧚🏼‍♀️𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒🧺.*' ཐི♡ཋྀ ⊹₊｡ꕤ°₊ ⊹ 🌷;✩°𓏲⋆🌿.* ☆〜（ゝ。∂） 🥥🌊🌺🌴🌸🐬🌼🧜🏾‍♀️ ☆.｡.:(-Д-).｡.:☆ 🌺🍹🏖️🍧 🍬— ☆ —🍬 🌸👯‍♀️🍙🌺🍹 💗TV💙GIRL ✩ ♬ ₊.🎧⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ ⊹☾⋆⁺₊🎧✩°｡ …♡ 💘🏹🎀🌹♥️💋🌸 ♡… 🎀🌺🤍💋🌸💕💌 🥰💌🌸🦋💗💕♥️🤍 🍒💌❤️🐁🌹☁️🍓 💕💌🍒 ʚ🍓ɞ♡⸝⸝˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ .𖥔 ݁ ˖🕸️🕷.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨🎃୧ ⋆ ˚｡⋆ ₊˚🕯️♱‧₊˚. ˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 🦇 ✧˚.🔮⋆ (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ) .𖥔 ݁ ˖🦇 ݁˖ ݁𖥔 . 🍁🎃🍂 🪞🌿☕️👜🧚🏼 ☕️🤎 ✧˖°.🍮✧˖°. 🧋🤎🤎🧋 🍰🍦🧇 ☕🥧🧸💭🥐🥛🍵 🪞𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒♡ 🍥🌸💮 ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✮⋆˙ 🌸☁️🌷🍡 ₊✩‧₊˚౨ 🍨🩷 🍥 🩷🍨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🌷°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 🦩🌸💗🌷>ᴗ< 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒💕₊˚⊹♡🌸 𖦹°‧★𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒🎸✮ 🦢🎞🪶🕯 ☕📜👜🕰🪶 🕯️🥛🪞🕯☁️🦢🎞🪶🕯 🕯🤎☕️🐻 ☕✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮🤎 . ⊹ ࣪˖ 🧸🕰️🖋️📜 𖥔 ݁˖ ⋆♱✮♱⋆☽☾⋆♱✮♱⋆ 🗝🕰🕷♠️🕯🖊♟📓 ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ 🦢🤍🕯️🕊☁️🥛🐇🐚𓍯 ִֶָ✉ 🕊🐚🕯️ ☁️ 🏹 𓂋 ꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ 💫☁️🕊🌟🌫🕯️ 🌿🕊️💫🐇🌱🦢🕯️🤍🍀🖇️🗝️🍃☁️🌙 𓆩. ⛧ .𓆪 ✨🤍🌤🤍✨ ☆.｡.:*𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩.｡.:*☆ ꒰ა 🤍 ‘’ 🤍 ໒꒱ 🪽𓆰𓆪✮⋆˙🕊️ᥫ᭡٠ ࣪⭑ ♡🎠 ♡ 🍼🍪💧🧸🩹 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑₊˚⊹♡🛸 ‎‧₊˚✩ 🪐✩˚₊‧ ༘⋆₊ ⊹★🔭๋࣭ ⭑⋆｡˚ ‧₊˚✩彡⋆⭒˚｡⋆‧₊˚✩彡 🪐⋆｡°✩ ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ 🪐🔭 ✩˚‧ 👽🫧💿 🐰😖 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒₍ᐢᐢ₎💛₊˚⊹♡𔓘🌸ཐིཋྀ 🐇ꕤʚɞ🦋♥️ ⚞・◦・⚟ ♡𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓸 𝓴𝓲𝓽𝓽𝔂 ♡ ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ༘⋆🌷🫧💭₊˚ෆ ♡ﾐ・◦・ﾐ💗☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩🎀 ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. ˚ ༘ .˚🌱୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ ༘⋆✿☘︎⚘. 📷🎧🍃 ❀𖤣𖥧𖡼⊱✿⊰𖡼𖥧𖤣❀ ⋆｡°✩🌿⋆｡°✩ 🍵₊ ⊹ 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ⊹₊｡ꕤ˚₊⊹ 🌿✧˖° ୭🌱♡-⋆｡˚🍄-𓄹-˚ ¿ঌ👁໒¿ 🦷🪐ଘ👁️𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆..🦷🪐ଘ👁️ 👜🥂💵🥐🕰️ 🪞🩰🤍🦢 ✰👜〰‼💸🤍 🕊️🖇️ 🌺🌴🥥 ⋆ ༅˚🥥.࿓• 🥥🌺🍨🌊🍉🌴 🥥 ❀*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ♡ ⊹˖🌺🥥🌴｡˚ 𓆉🌊🐚🌺🥥 .•*𓆩🎧𓆪*•. 🌐⋆｡°✩🌀 ‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ 🎧✮⋆₊ ⊹🎤₊ ⊹✮⋆˙ ──★ ˙🍓 ̟ !! ୧🍓 ༘ ₊˚. ୧ 🍰‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆ 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔᩚ⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡⋆ ‧₊˚🍓✩ ₊˚🥛⊹♡ 𖦹°‧★🌹⭒💌⭒🍓★‧°𖦹 ✧˖°⋆🍓📎✧⊹⊱° ₊♡₊˚ 🍒・₊✧ 🍒˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚⋆ ‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 ⋅ ˚✮ ✧°🍒‧｡𖦹°‧💋‧°𖦹 ｡‧ 🍒°✧ .°~🍒*💌°🩷*🍰~°. 💿★.･､🍒 ꩜⋆｡★ 🍉⋆｡°✩✨♡ ⋆⁺₊⋆ 🌊🍉🐬🍧 ⋆⁺₊⋆ 🍉🎸⋆⭒˚｡⋆ 🍉🌸💖 ₊˚✧pink✧˚₊‧ 🎸⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ☾⋆｡🍷🕸️⭒⋆｡˚ 🎧🍒💌💄 🍒🌙🎧 ₊˚⊹♡🍓🍰💌🧸₊˚⊹♡ 🍒🍷₊ ⊹ ⋆｡° ✮₊⊹💋༝༚༝༚₊ ⊹જ⁀➴🎸 ‧₊˚🍊༉‧₊˚. 🍊‧₊˚⟡🖇️ ₊˚⊹ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 🧡🍂✴️⚡🦊 🏵️𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊⚜️🍁🕸️ ⋆｡°✩🎃✩°｡⋆ ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.🦋🦋‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🍊 ᐡ・ﻌ・ᐡ🍮⭐🥞⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 💛🕊💫🌼☁️ ˗ˏˋ₊ʚ🌻ɞ₊ˎˊ˗ ˚ʚ⭐️ɞ˚ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆*ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆ 🌤️⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚🐝༉‧₊˚🍰 ⋆｡🍦˚ ✧ ˚🥞 ༘ ⋆｡🍪˚ ༘ ⭐🌕💛☀️🍯 ⋆⑅˚₊⸜ 🍃‧₊˚✩彡 ₊˚ʚ 🌱 ₊˚✧ ﾟ. ‧₊˚🌿✩ ₊˚🪵⊹♡ ⋆｡°✩🌿⋆｡°✩ ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✧˚🌴⋆ 🍃⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🌿🍃 ༄ 🌱⋆｡°₊ ⊹˚ 🍵⋆˙⟡₊ ⊹˚ ✩°🌊⋆⸜ 🎧✮🫧 🌨️₊˚.🎧 ˚.🩵*🎐✩｡ ⋅˚₊‧ ୨❄️🪡୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 🌊♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧ ₊˚ʚ 🧊 ₊˚✧ ﾟ. ★🌀✮💤☆ 🎐⭐️🫧🌀 🌊✮ ⋆ 🦈｡ * ⋆｡ ₊˚✩彡💿🍇🎧‧₊˚✩彡 ✮⋆｡💜✧˖°⋆˚✿˖° ✮⋆˙🔮˗ˏ🖇⋆⭒˚｡⋆🎧.. ‧₊˚✩彡🍇 🔮🪩 ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ 🔮✮⋆˙🧜🏻‍♀️ᥫ᭡. ⋆⋅☆☪︎✧˖°. ༘⋆🌷🫧💭₊˚ෆ 🩰˚˖𓍢ִ໋ 🎧✧˚.🌸༘⋆ 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ˗ˏˋ🩷 ೀ🩹꒱ ˎˊ˗ ⋆｡·°ʚ🍓ɞ°‧｡⋆𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✮⋆˙ ⁺˚⋆୭🌸⋆⁺ 🦩🌸💗🌷>ᴗ< ₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡📷 ✿༉‧₊˚🖤❀༉‧₊˚. ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧✮ 🌫₊˚.🎧 ✧‧₊˚🌑 🖤🌕🌑 🐈‍⬛⋆｡°✩.𖥔 ݁ ˖💬 🎧★♫₊˚.🎧 ✧ ✩♬ ₊˚.🎧⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 🤍🫧☁️ ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊ ♪ ✧ 🤍☁️‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. ୧ ‧₊˚ 🤍・₊✧ ⊹ ₊ ˚ 🐇 𓂃 ⸝⸝ ♡ ୧ ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡🤍 🕊️🖇️୧ ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡ 🤍🦢☁️⛸️🕊️ ✧˖°. 🕯️🦢 ✧˖°. ☕✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮🤎 📜⋆.ೃ🎞࿔*:･🕰-'♡'- ⋆｡˚ 📜🩰₊ ˚⊹ ⊹˚. ♡🧸📜🩰🤎⊹˚. ♡ 🐻☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ ⋆📦⭒🤎⭒🍪⭒🐻⋆ ☆⋆.ೃ࿔*:☕ 🪵☕︎₊ ⊹🧸༘⋆.𖥔 ݁ ˖🥮 ✩📓°｡⋆⸜ 🤎✮ ༘⋆🏯₊˚⊹♡𓇢𓆸 🍵⋆｡°🍡°⋆. ࿔*:･ *ੈ🍥.˚₊🍙༘ ⋆🍜˚｡⋆ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆🍥 彡 ୧ ˚. ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍙 ⋅ ★🎸🎧⋆｡ °⋆𖦹✮₊ ⊹ ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍓 ⋅ ☆ ☁️🤍💫🌸🌙🌫 🧚‍♀️🌙🌫🤍💘✨💍🌿🥺 🦢🫧🤍☕️🎧 🎧🎤☁️🫧🤍💍 ⋆⭒˚｡⋆🦢⋆⭒˚｡⋆❀˖°🤍ㅤ ᵕ̈♡︎☁️☾ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ 🌙ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 ₊˚ 🌱 ⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ .𑁍 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑦 𓍼 ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✧˚🌴⋆ ⋆.ೃ𐦍*:･⋆𐦍.ೃ࿔*:･ 🌸💫🍄🧚🏼 #🌱‧₊˚𖦹 ࣪.𓋼𓍊 ☘️ ๋࣭ ⭑⚘🐇🌲𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔ✿;༊🍄₊ ⊹ ＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊ .𖥔 ݁ ˖˚₊‧꒰ა 👁 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ˖ ݁𖥔.⭑꒰ঌ🫀໒꒱⭑.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ☁️꒰ঌ👁໒꒱W̯ͤ̾ͣ͝Ḛͭ̉̇͟I̍̅̀̎̊R͉̜̎͡͠D̶͔̭̪̻C̵͉͋̔͞O̖̼ͩ͌͐R͉̜̎͡͠Ḛͭ̉̇͟꒰ঌ👁໒꒱☁️ 𓆩𓁹𓆪 🥩🦷👀👁 ଘ👁ଓ ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ 💉 ❤️‍🩹 💉 ❤️‍🩹 💉 ❤️‍🩹 💉 ❤️‍🩹 💉 / *₊˚ʚ 🦇 ₊˚✧ ﾟ. 🗝 🔦 🗝 | ⏳ 👁 ⏳ | 🗝 🔦 🗝 ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ 💕💌🍒 ʚ🍓ɞ♡⸝⸝˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ♥️ℒℴνℯ♥️ ❣️🧸💖💌✨ 🍫🎀💖 ⊹ ࣪ ˖🫧🧴✧° ˖ 🎧🫧🤍🦢✨ 🧹💖🫧🧼 🤍🌸🕊💨🕯🌿 🐇🐚🧴🥥 ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡ 🧸🫧♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧💕⋆ ⋆｡°✩⋆｡°✩ 🌟🤍🦢🍦☁️🍯 ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆🍨₊ ⊹ ♡˗ˏ🍰໒ 🍦𓆩♡𓆪🕯 ⋆｡°🕯️✩.˚₊ ｡°✩💋🎧🎸⭐️°｡ ✩°｡🎧🎶📚🌃⭐️ ☆•°💋⭑𖦹☆ ☕️🍂🎧🎸💌 🍁☕️🎞️🍂 🫀 𖦹⭒★ 🪐⁠*⁠☆✧🎧🖇️♡

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Dropping some school related drama . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ Okay so, i was going into the girls bathroom the other day and i legit saw a megamind shrine. A FRICKING- like there was a blue balloon on it was a pic of megamind, and around it was blue jewellery and stuff nah but seriously two girls SKIPPED school to watch over the shrine my school is a psych ward at this point (╥﹏╥)

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There’s something poetic about screaming before you die. In under-exertion, like a deer caught in the headlights, you fail to get away from your captor, but you cover yourself up nonetheless in useless armor of your own forearms, turning your head away in fear. You think it’ll do something, but in the heat of the moment (or maybe your blood vessels, the hair on your arm standing on its ends) you don’t think it’ll do anything but. There’s probably a policy for how that works. Science. Logic. The iron will of a hand flayed out, all the while the person doing so furrows their brows, the corners of their open mouth wrinkling against their cheek in a crude gesture of dominance. Shame on me for depicting that as something wrong, because I’m doing it right now, right? Subtle, but not subtle at the same time. The gesture of raising your arm, up-up-up into the sky, and lowering your hands clasped together a knife wrapped around it down-down-down into your victim, all the while they yell for their lives, something utterly futile; but poetic too. One of mankind’s elegies in their final death throes, expressing it in the way they know best. Conversing, saying something - opening their mouth, wide, before it closes, and so do your eyes, and your legs altogether, collapsing onto the ground. … Ha. Has winter ever been this cold? Tsugino stared down at the corpse beneath him, his back unable to hitch its owner up by the feet anymore now hunched against a garbage bag. He stared at him — it, or him? His face, so previously full of life the day before at school, chatting with a bunch of his classmates which surrounded him; eyes beady brown, glimmering in the specks of dust splattering from against the classroom window… now marble-like. His face was never this dark before, his bangs casting a shadow downwards his eyelids and into his cheeks. It was never this cold before, either. With his right palm touching the corpse’s cheek, he blew an exhale into it a moment after. There was no use caring for a NO. If they didn’t love him, who’s to say he had to care for their wellbeing in dingy alleyways either? Nobody. Nobody at all. _ … Though, now, he had somebody by his side. Wasn't that enough for him? He didn't know at all. Bleak days of cooking, walking to preparatory school, sauntering back home so as to review his notes, all the while met with a familiar face that greeted him each day — red bangs which curled into a small face, and into sharp eyes the same hue as his hair bounced each time Maeno tilted his head to the side, squinting due to his smiling widely — saying “Oh, Tsugino, you've finished cooking dinner?!” only to scrunch itself up in disgust, realizing he had mixed vegetables in it . . . this was fine, after all. Tsugino had grown accustomed to it. In fact, he delighted in such normality, knowing that for once, he was content with this life. He smiled at the sky, and it smiled back at him. If only it had just stayed the same forever. For some reason, Tsugino couldn't help but turn his head away from Maeno, not in contempt, but neutrality, because he realized something was off with the way he viewed his roommate (friend, former doctor, former handcuffed-by-the-wrist-partner) and he didn't know how to deal with it. He'd had felt these feelings before, but now that he was more, admittedly, mentally stable, the influx of emotions came through into his brain, overriding its insides completely. He didn't know what to do in order to handle these emotions, because he knew what they were; he just didn't want to say them out loud. He knew what it was. It was just at the tip of his tongue, rolling off of his mouth, swirling into his ears and back into his brain, mind’s eye trembling at the thought of it. He knew it was. Each thought he had about Doc intensified by the second, each tick of the clock creaking in a momentary steadying of itself before spinning in circles. His own cheek in his own palm. A pursing of his lips. His elbow holding his face propped onto his studying desk. His eyes inclined to the wooden surface, for it had naught else to focus onto for the time being. Maeno grinning, his teeth crooked into the shape of a feline cat shining through his open mouth. His eyes closed, fluttered, eyelashes barely visible when opened were his eyelids now visible, specks of what seemed to be dust sprinkled about. His red hair, messy, strands coiling themselves back into his scalp because he barely brushed his hair, if ever, even though the braid which dangled through his right bang was neatly kept, moving, turning once he looked at the camera (Tsugino’s imagination) Snap. Maeno’s eyes. They angled upwards, the upper eyelid curving into an arc ever-so-slightly. His pupils were smaller than the average person, the bottom half of his sclera made visible by his irises shaped into an oval, though jouncing to the side each little glance he took at each little precious thing he wanted to focus his attention onto. Snap. Maeno’s eyebrows. They were thin, long. Darker than his hair color. They were expressive. If you were to cover up his entire face, his eyebrows would still be something you could utilize in order to discern what he was feeling. Snap. Each time his collarbones peeked out from under his shirt as he angled his torso towards you. Snap. His fingers, long, scarred. Even though they had bandaids littered about, right onto his knuckles or other more curious locations like the tip of his index finger, they were pretty to look at, veins protruding through the back of his palm as they posed for the camera or as they wrapped themselves around an object. Snap. His skin. Snap. His knees. Snap. His ankles. Snap. His wrists. Snap. His chin. Snap. His cheeks. Snap. His ears. Snap. His back. Snap. His nape. Snap…? His everything? Was it the click of a polaroid camera, slowly lifted down in order for Tsugino to look at his muse in all of his glory, or a metaphor for Tsugino’s desire to eat Maeno whole? Was it his forlorn to reach his hand out to Maeno as he placed his palm onto his, wrapping his fingers around his hand before gently tugging at Maeno’s wrist, afterwards pulling him forward, leaning his chin into his for a kiss, or did he want to sink his teeth into his lips, tearing through it for he lowered it down into his chin, lower and lower into his stomach stained with blood which trailed through the gaping hole in his stomach, crudely shaped into the edge of a knife? Was it about Tsugino's scrutinizing gaze, cold, soft, everything in between, or his desire to kill Aki? It was both. It was two. One. Haru wanted to kill him. He wanted to see him dead. He wanted to see Aki’s guts spill out from outwards his stomach, the tenderness coming with a splurch and ending in a crescendo that was from in-and-out, dipping into the sausage-like organs. He wanted to reel his forearms back into the air, holding a knife in his trembling hands now gripping tighter onto the handle, only to stab Aki in the throat. He wanted to see him in such a position he couldn't help but be killed by him, maybe yelling, or maybe not. Maybe tears running down his cheeks, down the corner of his sharp eyes now squinting, closing in impulse; he wanted to kiss his tears away. He wanted to see its translucence, sempiternal, somewhat vaguely stained with red coming from his stomach, or his throat, or his eye, any part of him. He would accept all of them. He would accept all of them gratefully, kissing them too, or cutting them up into tiny pieces, chewing each in his mouth with a crunch from his left and a crunch from his right, before leaning into his collarbone made visible by the tank-top unfolding to the side, sinking his teeth into his skin, deeper into the flesh, and deeper into the muscle. He would like that. Two Haru loved him. Aki had taught him cruelly the meaning of love, and gently the meaning of love. He wanted to wrap his fingers around Aki’s jaw, before sliding his fingers forward to his chin so as to prop his mouth in front of his, kissing him, the hot air pressing against their faces each breath they took through inside of the mouths, pirouetting, swirling into their humid surroundings as Haru tilted his head to the side so as to lick at Aki’s tongue, swirling it around the base, their salivas mixing together into one - maybe that was the sort of thing he sought out in eating him, because that too was Aki inside of him. … … … … … Tsugino knew what he felt. He was so embarrassed, he had to say it. There was no use running away from it any longer, anyways, because any more and he'd have been lying to himself. He had a crush on Doc. Maeno Aki.

" remember — no matter where, no matter when, no matter what the reason — one should never poke fun at death. " as the directshe picked up her bag. everything she ever wanted to see again was on the fate of her journey to wuwang hill. yet, also the time when she bid farewell to her grandfather. it was just her, with liyue's moonlight glowing to illuminate the path through the hill. as the time passed, one reached the " border ". thus, this is one's place where sacrifices were made, the place where it separates life and death. herself, she thinks of it the last time to part the soul of her late grandfather. for two days, she kept holding onto hope. but hope itself let her down, as she finally arrived at her destination, her grandfather was not to be seen. she wandered through weeping souls, through the darkness that remained silent, but no sight of her grandfather. at that moment, in exhaustion, she closed her eyes for a sleep. awaken in the next day, to be seen with lone souls around her clapping and jeering: - " silly girl, why would old hu be here in all places ? " the realizations struck to her. her grandfather's soul held no grief, and is to be passed on peacefully. she smiled to herself, as she settled back. " in the darkest of times, always live your life to the fullest. " as she walked back to wangsheng, a feeling of relief was exhaled by her breath. " farewell, grandfather. "

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idc about the shitty smut on this website or the "erm guys you cant dislike sex, the stigma on it comes from religious extremism!!" (which may be true but there are plenty of reasons to not want to see sex everywhere AND acknowledge that forced religion is bad) , but i think itd be really cool if, on this website, you could make an account and then block tags that upset you so that i dont have to hear about everyone yappin

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you guys are being so delusional rn . i'm js trying to find some emojis and I see a war going on this random ass website . you guys are immature and weird tbh . all i see at this point are free palestine protests and ppl fighting over absolutely NOTHING . saying "FREE PALESTINE" won't do anything . you think we'll look at your post and say "omg! i have to do something! i must donate and really make a difference!" ? NO ! They won't . i js know . now stop being hypocrites and actually be peaceful for one ? lemme find stray kids combos in peace .

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I I love u love u I love you I l I love you I l I love you I love you I love you I love you you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love 💖you❤︎ 💗 (yall beefin on here is so funny)🪷🩵🐇💒🎀

" remember — no matter where, no matter when, no matter what the reason — one should never poke fun at death. " the director picked up her bag. everything she ever wanted to see again was on the fate of her journey to wuwang hill. yet, also the time when she bid farewell to her grandfather. it was just her, with liyue's moonlight glowing to illuminate the path through the hill. as the time passed, one reached the " border ". thus, this is one's place where sacrifices were made, the place where it separates life and death. herself, she thinks of it the last time to part the soul of her late grandfather. for two days, she kept holding onto hope. but hope itself let her down, as she finally arrived at her destination, her grandfather was not to be seen. she wandered through weeping souls, through the darkness that remained silent, but no sight of her grandfather. at that moment, in exhaustion, she closed her eyes for a sleep. awaken in the next day, to be seen with lone souls around her clapping and jeering: - " silly girl, why would old hu be here in all places ? " the realizations struck to her. her grandfather's soul held no grief, and is to be passed on peacefully. she smiled to herself, as she settled back. " in the darkest of times, always live your life to the fullest. " as she walked back to wangsheng, a feeling of relief was exhaled by her breath. " farewell, grandfather. "

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btw yalls smut fics suck ass ^_^ stop being fucking weird. Go on Tumblr or ao3 or wattpad or something not a fucking font website. Let people look for emojis u waste of space

y’all.. stop being so sensitive over nsfw on this. yes i agree they shouldmt have it on a emoji website but blud its the parent’s fault if the kids see it. - sage

eclipse - chapter one. credits: me and my sister. please don't hate, it's my first time ever writing a story fr fr. tell me if yes and tag me in the post. (hiii_happeygirl) idgaf if u repost this just pls give credit, as this took long to make. (i have adhd rlly bad and its hard for me to focus on a task for very long) I walk into the coffee shop with absolutely no idea of what is going to become of today. Will their bond become stronger? Will I be left alone to cry? I don’t know. It smells of coffee of course, and sugar cookies. Oliver and Lexi arrive a few minutes after me and hug when they get behind the counter. I set my space up and start making a batch of cookies so we’re prepared to start the day. Baking cookies was a hobby of mine, and to make it even better, it took the thought of Lexi and Oliver off my mind. Oliver approaches me with a smirk on his face. “Hey,” he says. I take my airpods out and look into his eyes. I stand there and admire them for a little bit. “Maddie?” he asks again. “Yeah?” “Um… just wanted to ask if you wanted to go to our one-month anniversary celebration.” “Oh,” I turn around and stir my cookie dough. “sure!” He turns around and looks over my shoulder at the cookie dough I’ve made. “Here,” Oliver hands me an envelope that looks stuffed. I put on a fake smile and open it. Inside, there’s no invitation to a celebration. It’s a card. Handmade. “L O V E you! XOXO, Oliver” it reads. This is a prank, I tell myself. Looking into his eyes, I can tell he’s nervous. I don’t say anything and move on to the next thing in the envelope. A 25-dollar gift card to a spa. I can feel myself smiling. The last thing in there is a small bag of Hershey bars, my favorite candy. He sees that I’ve found everything he put in the envelope. “That’s what I got for Lexi. Is it good?” he finally says. A look of disgust forms on my face. I slap his shoulder and walk out of the coffee shop. I walk all the way home. “You fvck!ng b!+ch!” I scream when I get inside my house. Lexi is an exact copy of me. She has brown hair like me, blue eyes like me, and likes the same movies and candy as me. The only thing I ever was to him was his type. I should have known that the envelope wasn’t for me. Nothing good is ever for me. It then hits me. I haven’t experienced any happiness since the day me and Oliver broke up. I wait to cry until I’m in my bed.“Why can’t I be Lexi Brooks?!” I cry. I cry for hours. I cry until I can’t cry anymore. “What am I gonna do with my life?” I say while wiping my nose. Oliver texts me. “I’m really sorry about earlier. I didn’t know you would be upset about it like that. I had thought you moved on. Please forgive me. I don’t want things to be awkward. You’re still a great friend to me. And you know what? Lexi broke up with me earlier. So we can be sad together.” “not in the mood 4 ur games rn” I text back. “I promise it’s not a trick. Please just forgive me, Maddie. I love you. I wanted to say that earlier. But I thought you were over me. Lexi was always rude and used me for the money. I didn’t have the courage to end things with her, so I stayed with her. Though I thought I didn’t like you anymore, I realized I still do. Maddie, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” “i swear its not funny oliver. i just want u 2 know im happy 4 u guys” “were not together anymore ily maddie pls just forgive me for everything” “fine! i wanna talk to u irl…come 2 my house and we can talk” “sure maddie :)” *** “Yeah!” I giggle. Oliver’s on the couch with me and we’re watching a movie. He glances at the empty bowl of m&ms and asks, “You want me to go get some more?” “Yeah, that’s fine! Thanks,” “No worries,” Oliver walks into the kitchen and I stay seated on the couch. I pause the movie and get up to fold the extra blankets. The room is dark except for the light coming from the TV. He finally walks back in with the bowl of m&ms and something else. “What’s that?” “It’s a gift card. You want it?” “Um, ok.” It’s the spa gift card from earlier. I smile as I put it in my pocket and unpause the movie. *** “Oliver?” I whisper. It’s 11:35 pm. He doesn’t answer. I brush his brown fluffy hair out of his face and cover him up with a blanket. I don’t know if I can forget everything that happened, but I’m starting to forgive Oliver. The TV turned off because we hadn’t messed with it in a while, so it’s super dark. “Love you,” I whisper. He smiles. An actual, genuine smile. I can feel my face turn red. Oliver wasn’t asleep. You screwed up so bad. As I close the door to my bedroom, there’s a faint whisper. “Love you too,” *** You need to clean this up! I think to myself. My room is an absolute mess. There are wrappers, bowls, papers, and clothes all over the floor. I decide to clean it later, and instead get changed into my pajamas. I get my shirt off, and there’s a knock on my bedroom door. It’s Oliver, of course. “Hey, Maddie? Can I come in?” “Yes,” I wait a second. “Let me get a top back on,” “It’s fine if you don’t have one on.” “You’re drunk.” “I’m not, Maddie.” He’s right. He hasn’t had any alcohol tonight. “Well then, you’re crazy.” “Real crazy,” he says sarcastically. He knocks again. I give in and open the door. “D@mn, Oliver. What do you want?” I say in a half-annoyed voice. He stares at my chest in disbelief. “I didn’t think you would actually do that.” “Same,” I stare into his eyes and just… lose myself. It’s hard to explain. I grab his face and kiss him. He hugs me and kisses me back. *** The night ends with Oliver in my bed. Nothing spicy or anything like that. We’re talking about random stuff. I hold his hand and lie down. He stays sitting on the edge of my bed. “Your room’s a mess,” he says. “I know,” I laugh a little. “I need to clean it up.” I turn so my head is in his lap and I watch him. He looks at me and smiles, and we watch the show on the TV in my room. After about 20 minutes I just have to compliment his eyes. “I love your eyes so much,” I sigh. “They’re so pretty.” I smile as he plays with my hair. Oliver finally opens his mouth to say something. “I love your smile even more.” OK SO TELL ME IF U WANT A P2 AND TAG ME IN THE POST (hiii_happeygirl) SO I CAN SEE IT, ALSO REMEMBER TO USE A UNIQUE NAME SO I CAN TAG U IN THE P2 OK LOVE U GUYS AND REMEMBER IF U REPOST GIVE CREDITSSSSS 💞

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please dont post gross stuff on here!! kids who are young like probably 9 year olds are just trying to find cute combos. spread the word, also people who are spreading the word, please do not put curse words. its the same example for kids with the gross things but with curse words. thanks love <3 bye!!

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｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡ ✧°˖────———- ・・・・・ . ☽ ‧₊˚ ···╮ "Welcome to the Emoji Customizer! Please pick out anything you want for free. Oh and here's your emoji!" *Hands emoji to you* ╰┈ ‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅ ・・・・———-────°˖✧ Head: ( ) or ꒰ ⁠꒱ Ears: ᕱ ᕱ ᙏ ꪒ ꪒ ૮ ა ՞ ՞ Eyes: • • › ‹ .ܸ .ܸ ◕ ⁠◕ Mouth: ᗜ ̫ ꒳ ᆺ ⌑ ᴗ ‿ Arms: ദ്ദി ก ก ა૮ つ⁠  ⁠つ ⊃ ⁠⊃ ⊂ ⊂ Blush: ⁠๑ ๑ ◍ ◍ ⁠｡ ｡ ˶⁠  ˶⁠ ● ⁠● /// Accessories: ⑅ ✿ •───⁺──⋅☾ . ✦ . ☽⋅──⁺───• My emoji: ૮꒰●›///‹●꒱ა ა૮ - From Crookedwillow :3

Here is a little note for everyone: being weird and uploading weird stuff onto this site when many innocent kids like me go on here to perfect their discord server or just make themselves a cute bio on scratch or for someone else is really mean and it damages a kid! They can grow up and be mentally scared from these weird images please guys spread the word ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა( ˘ ³˘) 💕

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everything is gonna be okay! 　ᕱ⑅ᕱ ♡ pat ‧₊˚ ✩ （๑•ᴗ• )づ__∧ pat ˳ （つ　 /( •́‧̫•̀ ｡) ♡ pat しーＪ (nnノ)

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⋆.˚🦋༘⋆ "FREE PALESTINE LIKE IF U AGREE!!" b!tch tf u want me to do abt it? like 'oh yeah my bad lemme just tell my military to chill out' like what?? ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

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''this cat is sad cuz its not getting likes-'' stfu bro go beg on twitter for likes this is a SYMBOLS website😭😭

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｡ﾟ☼ spread the word about palestine! check the facts! Upvote it and repost! ☼｡ﾟ---> From the sky to the group Isr@el is going down! From the river to the sea palestine will be free! ⩇⩇:⩇⩇ <--- doomsday will come at random, so support whats right before it happens. ١٥٧٤❤️🇵🇸 فِلَـٓسَـٓــِٰٓطٓـيَنَُ 𓂆🍉

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BRO WHO THE FUCK MADE AN INC3ST N0NC0N SMUT FANFIC WITH THEIR OCS ON HERE I WAS JUST TRYING TO FIND A BIO YALL CHILL TF OUT AND KEEP THAT IN UR NOTES 💀😭

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There's No Reason to Be Afraid By Reddit user by whoeverfightsmonster ~ When my sister Betsy and I were kids, our family lived for awhile in a charming old farmhouse. We loved exploring its dusty corners and climbing the apple tree in the backyard. But our favorite thing was the ghost. We called her Mother, because she seemed so kind and nurturing. Some mornings Betsy and I would wake up, and on each of our nightstands, we'd find a cup that hadn't been there the night before. Mother had left them there, worried that we'd get thirsty during the night. She just wanted to take care of us. Among the house's original furnishings was an antique wooden chair, which we kept against the back wall of the living room. Whenever we were preoccupied, watching TV or playing a game, Mother would inch that chair forward, across the room, toward us. Sometimes she'd manage to move it all the way to the center of the room. We always felt sad putting it back against the wall. Mother just wanted to be near us. Years later, long after we'd moved out, I found an old newspaper article about the farmhouse's original occupant, a widow. She'd murdered her two children by giving them each a cup of poisoned milk before bed. Then she'd hanged herself. The article included a photo of the farmhouse's living room, with a woman's body hanging from a beam. Beneath her, knocked over, was that old wooden chair, placed exactly in the center of the room.

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~ roommate - .peach smut story 🍂 : smvt / prn / 13+ : [ context : u and noah have been bsfs for the past 5 years, u both are rlly close and even tho hes usually mean/cold to others, he has a soft spot for u, ofc. its only since the beginning of ur first year at college, when u guys agreed to be roommates, that u started to have feelings for him. ] its a crisp autumn morning, and ur in ur apartment, curled up on the couch under a ghost blanket, with the fireplace crackling, a bowl of pumpkin muffins beside u, ur pjs still on, and a good book sprawled across ur lap. ur not rlly sure where noah is, probably still sleeping in the other room, considering its only 9:00 on a saturday morning. you flip thru the pages of ur book, getting to a spicy part. ur embarrassed to admit to urself that ur getting wet, and you pull back the blanket and slip down ur pj bottoms to reveal a wet spot on ur red thong. ur eyes flutter as u continue reading, and without looking down, u take one hand and slip ur thong down slightly, teasing ur entrance with ur finger and rubbing ur outer lips. you squirm & sigh in pleasure, before inserting half ur finger in, making u gasp. but tbh, its nothing new. youve done this to urself alot, but rlly, the only thing u want is something- someone- else filling up your needy pussy. you put ur whole finger in, then another, making u let out a little moan. you scissor inside urself and pump ur fingers in and out, ur eyes fluttering back in delight. "y/n, i gotta say, even for you, this is hot.." a voice says from behind the couch. you take your fingers out and whip around to see noah standing behind you, in his pjs and his brown hair all messy from sleeping. you flush pink, embarrassed. ur not rlly sure how to feel, embarrassed, turned on, or offended by that little comment. u decide to go with all three, but mostly offended. "what do you mean by 'even for me??'" you snap. noah smirks. "chill, y/n. im just messing w u. he leans down and runs his hand through ur hair. "why dont you keep going? just bc im here doesnt mean u need to stop." you meet his eyes, blushing and unsure. "i-.." you start, before he cuts you off. "unless... you need someone to do it for you." he grins slyly. "uhm.." you begin, but he places a finger on ur lips and climbs over the couch to sit next to u. he slips off ur thong fully, revealing a wet, pink, juicy pussy. "we wont be needing this.." he says, tossing your thong aside. you blush intensely and pinch urself on ur inner thigh just to make sure this isnt a dream. he locks eyes w you before leaning into you and placing a finger on ur chin, dragging ur face towards his and locking his lips onto urs. you exhale and kiss him back, his hands running down ur body, exploring every dip and curve in your perfect hourglass shaped figure. the kisses turn into a makeout, getting more aggressive and passionate. he wraps his hands around your waist and hoists u on his lap so ur facing him, still kissing you. you can feel his rock hard dick buldging thru his pants by ur ass. you let out a little moan as he begins to kiss ur neck, then taking off ur shirt and bra to expose ur big, juicy titties, pink and full. he starts to rub them, biting ur nipple and giving you hickeys on the sides of ur breasts~... you squeeze ur eyes shut and moan softly. this only turns him on more. his hands find their way down to your pussy, where he begins to rub the outer part in circles gradually getting faster and faster. he plays with your outer lips before shoving two fingers inside, making you inhale sharply in desire. he fucks you with his fingers, hitting all your sweet spots as drips of wetness slip out of your tight pussy but yet, you want even more. your hands slide down to the buldge in his pants and he lets out a soft gasp, his fingers still inside ur pussy as he locks eyes w you. "you sure?" he asks. you nod. "im sure." "m-kay princess.." he smirks and moves you beside him as he takes his fingers out, licking ur juices off his hands before taking off his pajama bottoms and boxers, revealing a 6 inch long, thick cock. you get even more wet and turned on as he begins stroking it, and you cant wait any longer. you climb onto his lap, facing him, and sit on his dick, it goes inside your pink pussy and you moan in pleasure. he groans and smirks. "someone's eager..~" he whispers softly. you begin to bounce up and down on his lap, his dick thrusting inside you and precum filling up your pussy. you make little moans and whimpers as you bounce faster, and noah lets out a tiny moan too, he's clearly enjoying this as much as you. he wraps his hands around ur waist and helps u bounce up and down, even faster, filling u up with cum~ u moan and whimper~ "fuckk.." he inhales, running his hands down ur body. cum flows out of ur pussy, making you embarrassed. noah sees u. "its alr.." he whispers, kissing u as you bounce up and down, before getting exhausted and pulling his dick out of ur pussy, cum dripping out, breathing heavy. you curl up against noah, ur naked body exhausted n ur pussy sore. he wraps his arms around u and holds u tight. "you did so good~" he says gently. you smile and nod at the praise, still out of breath. "that- was amazing..~" you sigh. "im glad." he whispers. the rest of the day consists of cuddles, movie marathons, and snacks <3 - luv, peach . <3 discord : angvlrss search *.peach* for more!!

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never seen a bad thing on here only "dont post bad stuff theres kids" like omd 🗝𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 🐇 ／ ⋆ ۪

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ᕱ⑅ᕱ ♡ pat ‧₊˚ ✩ (๑•ᴗ• )づ__∧ pat ˳ (つ　 /( •́‧̫•̀ ｡) ♡ pat しーＪ (nnノ) ⋆

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ʰᵉʸ.... ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵘˢᵗ'ᵛᵉ ˢᵉᵉⁿ ʰᵒʳʳⁱᵇˡᵉ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ, ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵈᵃʸ ʳᵉᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵒⁿ, ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜˡⁱᶜᵏ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃᵍ '' ᶜᵘᵗⁱᵉʳᵒⁱ ,, ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᶜʳᵒˡˡ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ ᵘ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ʰᵉˡᵖᶠᵘˡ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ.. ʰᵒᵖᵉᶠᵘˡˡʸ ᵘ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ..

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⠈⠒⣄⣀⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⡴⠒⠒⠒⠒⠚⠲⠤⠀⠀⠧⢄⣈⣹⡒⠒⠒⠒⢆⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠑⡦⡀⠀⠈⡇⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢊⠀⠀⠀⠀⡠⠒⠉⠑⠐⠂⢤⠖⠒⠒⠢⠀⠹⡙⠒⠒⠃⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⡴⠉⠉⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠑⡀⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠏⠁⣠⡠⠖⠊⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠓⠒⠦⣄⣱⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⡴⡶⠁⠁⠀⢀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⠀⠈⣧⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⣀⡤⠒⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣶⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⠀⠀⠀⠋⢆⡀⠀⠀⠀ ⡠⠒⣉⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⡰⠐⠂⢢⠀⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⡠⠤⠤⣄⠉⠲⢄⡀ ⠱⠄⠈⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠒⠒⢩⠒⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢱⠓⠒⡖⠋⠀⠀⠀⠈ ⠀⠁⡀⠀⢁⠀⠀⠀⣿⣀⠀⠈⠓⠒⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠁⠀⣀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠗⡀⠀⡃⠀⡰⠁⠉⠛⠛⠛⠛⠛⠋⠛⠛⠛⠭⠿⠿⠛⠛⠣⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⡃⢣⠀⡓⠖⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⢢⣀⠀⠀ ⠤⠴⠥⠂⠊⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

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