Let’s go over the lake.
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Let’s go over the lake.

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I used to think power belonged to other people. The ones with titles, offices, authority. But power can start small: the decision to tell the truth, walk away...god forbid, believe yourself.
When you stop waiting for permission, you remember power was never something they gave you. You had it all along.
this look. that’s all i’m going to say.
I really like them a lot🔥💧
Friendly reminder that Doflamingo’s COCK is the same girth as a redbull can, and is the length of my forearm.

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my daughter now
── MIDNIGHT ANTICS
PAIRING: toji fushiguro/ft. megumi fushiguro and reader
WILL CONTAIN: explicit language, mature themes, alcohol intoxication, grief, infidelity
synopsis: in which toji is your new mother's boyfriend you aren't happy about especially when your father just passed away. but you changed your mind after seeing him jerking off in the bathroom.
an utter bitter resentment coiled tightly in your chest upon hearing your mother's casual declaration that she had found someone new. it was a staggering betrayal to your lingering grief. though your father had passed away a year ago, the news felt entirely premature, as if a stranger was being slotted too abruptly into a sacred space that had only just been vacated.
you couldn't fathom looking at another man, let alone addressing him as your father, especially when he knew nothing of the history your family shared. your plan was simple– to bait him into a misstep, gather exaggerated claims, and hand it to your mother on a silver platter to ruin the romance before it could even bloom. but that petty scheme derailed entirely when you accidentally caught him undressed in the bathroom relieving himself, planting a far more reckless, chaotic idea in your clouded, intoxicated mind.
CHAPTERS
01: the apple doesn't fall far from the tree
02: the apple rotten to the core
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©TOJISH