#boy?

feelin very boy (also i found my hat and necklace while cleaning my room :3)

raw prophet boyfriend who leaves you little love notes and stolen gifts haphazardly wrapped and mostly slime-free. on the odd occasion your schedules align she kisses you all over and leaves you with the warm fuzzy feeling of knowing your future: years to come of much of the same. only once ever has he given another prophecy, and that was when he decided to start a cult in your name. you're not sure where they meet or who they are, but life has been significantly easier since then. you try not to think about it too hard.

how it feels to have a hyperfixation around one boy(?) toy and his concerningly misanthropic ideals.

Boy?