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The Trash Life Chose Me

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Multifandom! Fairy Tail, Naruto, Noragami, MHA, Haikyuu!! D Gray Man, FMA, Moriarty the Patriot and a bunch more. Violet, UK, 20s
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🕯️🕯️sjm will announce the next acotar book 🕯️🕯️

🕯️🕯️sjm will announce the next acotar book 🕯️🕯️

🕯️🕯️sjm will announce the next acotar book 🕯️🕯️

🕯️🕯️sjm will announce the next acotar book 🕯️🕯️

🕯️🕯️sjm will announce the next acotar book 🕯️🕯️

🕯️🕯️sjm will announce the next acotar book 🕯️🕯️

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Why is Moriarty the Patriot so underrated

Like- the anime has so much to offer plus, we, the fandom, is amazing.

We literally have the prettiest criminal mastermind,

The most goofy, broke ass, can't-do-math, opium scented detective who's quick witted smart, and attractive,

The third wheeling younger brother who we need to protect with our lives on the line,

The best elder brother who is also very concerningly attractive,

Less-expressive and quiet version of Megumi but we love him and must protect along with Louis,

Literally grown up mafia Kuroo,

TRANS KING 👑👑👑🛐🛐🛐,

Someone you'd look at and go: "A shame he already has a wife.",

Not-a-really-good-brother-figure-but-relatable-in-real-life,

And blonde Gojo who gives off Ranpo vibes but likes to invent.

We have the sexiest, prettiest, and cutest characters WHY IS NO ONE BATTING AN EYE????

(yes, half of my purpose for making this was to have a reason to slander sherlock; I love him but he's the perfect victim.)

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𝐒𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 — 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐈

↳ cw: very soft pillow talk

it's late, you're sure of that much, but you can't be bothered to look at the clock to check the time—not when you're so comfortable lying on top of sakusa. only the dim, blue-tinted light from the moon and the small lamp styled as a bonsai tree on your dresser illuminate the bedroom. it's a soft, pleasant scene, one much different than the one that played out only a few moments ago.

the steady rise and fall of sakusa's chest beneath you is grounding. his dark eyes are closed, wispy eyelashes brushing the tops of his cheeks, the fringe of his curls sticking to his face. you push the damp, raven strands of hair off of his forehead to display the two moles stamped above his right eyebrow. your index finger gently taps each of the marks. there's another on his face, a little less prominent than the two, a couple centimeters below his bottom lash line. you press that one, too, eyes wandering to look for any more of the dark specks.

and there are plenty. one on his jawline, a few dotted along his collarbone, and many more splattered across the expanse of his bare chest. every one you stumble upon earns a light tap or a soft kiss. your ministrations don't go unnoticed by sakusa. his eyes are still closed but he can feel your faint touches.

"what are you doing?" there's a mixture of sleepiness and humor in his voice; it's a tone he's only ever used with you.

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