everything changes

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My old person trait is that I think a website should work in a web browser and not try to open an app

if you have old spotify wrapped playlists saved, put your #1 song from every year in the tags, i'm curious

some of yall will be like “i dont care about your dreams, i dont care about your spotify wrapped, i dont want to hear about your interests, dont you dare talk to me about your trauma,” and its like. what do you even have friends for. bc it sounds to me like you dont give a shit about anything that makes them a person. what do you talk about.

important addendum: if you cant read and you leave a dumbass comment on my post im just going to block you 💛

Important question. What are your top 3 fruits

Pomegranate, cantaloupe, watermelon

alright they added 101 songs to wrapped this year everyone tell me that lucky 101 that squeezed its way in

Meteor showers Andy Kong

fuck it what's everyone's 69th song on their spotify wrapped?

Someone to you Banners

what was yours top artist and were you in theirs top listeners? gimme that %

One direction top 1%

what's everyone's 28th song on their spotify wrapped playlist is real question

All my love by Noah Kahan

God I love characters that are on the side of the good guys, but everyone is sort of aware of the fact that they could turn into a villain at any moment, that one bad move could make them snap and that they would be a genuine threat if that were to happen.

➹ 𝙁𝙇𝙊𝙒𝙀𝙍 𝘾𝙍𝙊𝙒𝙉𝙎 pt.2

kenma kozume x reader

"y'like flowers?"

"i don't even like being outside, honestly"

you huffed, faltering a bit

"c'mon, ken" your hands continued to weave the flower stems of the white daisies together "live a little, yeah?"

kenma's thin fingers pressed rapidly against his Nintendo switch, trying desperately to beat the level he was on. he hadn't looked up once from the bright screen as you rambled on about the joys and wonders of being outdoors. he felt the grass of the open field brush against his ankles, feeling the cool wind bite at him a bit.

"mm, m'not really feeling it, y/n.", he said, not looking up from his screen. "jus' wanna focus on this level-"

kenma was cut off by a light pressure on the top of his head. looking up slowly, he noticed a white ring in his peripheral vision. he reached a hand towards, noting how soft and smoothe the white petals of the daisies were before looking at you. his eyes softened, no longer hard and consentrated, but light and airy. his face was slowly tinting with a cherry red as you smiled at him, amusement in your eyes.

"wha- why did you?"

"looks... pretty on you. you can take it off if you want-"

"no!" kenma's eyes widen a bit, voice dying back down into a whisper "I mean- I'll keep it. s'nice"

you hummed, scooting closer to him, your closeness beating the light chill of the outside weather

"super nice" you spoke softly, "on you, no less"

"that's- I mean it's fitting I suppose" he was starting to get nervous, sitting his elbows on his knees, red cheeks resting on both of his palms. his nervousness only grew as you leaned closer, thoughts only on you as he had long forgotten about the game he was previously playing.

"I think you look perfect"

"oh-i. i-wow, okay" he looked away "you're so corny"

you laughed , shaking your head in amusement.

"m'sorry, ken. I'll leave you alone if you want"

he didn't. he really didn't. and deep down, he knew that you knew as well.

you got up, stretching.

"how bout we head back downtown, hm? wanna get you something to eat before I walk you back home"

kenma sighed, packing his Nintendo switch into the rightful case before standing up as well, following

"want an apple pie" he mumbled, clutching his switch case close to his chest.

you smiled down at him, stuffing your hands in your pockets

" 'course"

later

it was late. you arrived at kenma's house, standing in front of the steps to his home as he pulled out his keys. he unlocked the door, opening it before making eye contact with you.

he cleared his throat.

"thank you for today. I appreciate it."

you nodded, hands buried in your jacket pockets at an attempt to keep warm at the now biting cold that was beginning to form as a result of the sun setting

"s'no problem, ken" you started to back away from the steps. "I'll call ya when I get home, okay?"

kenma bit his lip, fingers twitching

"uhm- hold on" he made his way down the brick steps, padding up to you

you looked down at him as he stood in front of you, head tilted in confusion

"something wrong- mn"

kenma's lips caught yours in a short but sweet kiss. you only had time to close your eyes for a second before he was pulling away, cheeks burning.

"wha-"

"i- I'm sorry" he mumbled "just I, I wanted to thank you for" he hesitates "everything..."

he starts to step away, but before he could, you leaned in, capturing his lips into a much longer kiss. you brought your hand up to his hair, pushing a strand back- but being considerate as to not push all of his hair from his face as you didn't want to make him anxious.

you felt him grab at you awkwardly, hands fisting the hem of your jacket as he put all of his passion into the kiss. you didn't know when the two of you pulled away, but once you did, you laughed all while trying to catch your breath.

"what's so funny?" he mumbled, panting

"just" you fixed his flower crown "was lopsided is all. and... your face" you chuckled.

kenma huffs, pouting slightly

"what about it?" he grumbled, grip never loosening on your jacket.

" it's cute, is all" you pecked his forehead, mumbling teasingly,

"you likeee me" you laughed softly

kenma rolls his eyes, pulling away and making his way back up his front steps

"you wish" he called from over his shoulder

"mhm, okay!" you laughed, walking backwards "love you too, kenma. I'll be sure to stop by tomorrow to give you another one of my flower crowns you love so much."

you saw him rolls his eyes, but you paid no mind to it, knowing it was all in good fun

"goodnight, y/n" he called out, before mumbling "love you too, dummy"

"what was that!?" you called out, already half way across the street.

"I said I hope you don't come back!" he grunted as he was met with more laughter, walking back inside before shutitng the door. once he did, kenma presses his back to it.

he hides his face in his hands, heart beating abnormally fast as he recalled the kiss. he was a blushing mess and he hated it. even though he kissed you first!

he was snapped out of his thoughts as his phone vibrated. he pulls it out, thinking his heart was about ready to leap out of his chest.

kenma let's out another stuttered breath, blush darkening.

he really hopes you'll come back.

Turn the reblogs back on coward

[ID: A tweet by @/roastmalone_ that reads, "due to foreseen circumstances well within my control I will be late". It was tweeted at 21:31 on 03.05.22. /end ID]

“youre so mean” if you guys werent fucking stupid i wouldnt have to be mean to you. change starts with you