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Dealer!Matt x Nerd!Angel
In which: Angel throws matt a Birthday party
Warnings: Cursing, fluff, kissing, suggestive comment.
Matt never really cared about birthdays.
Growing up, they were loud, chaotic, and usually interrupted by work. Now they were just another reminder that another year had passed.
So when he woke up on his birthday, he fully intended on pretending it wasn't happening.
He shuffled into the kitchen in a pair of gray sweatpants, rubbing sleep from his eyes.
"...Why are there balloons?"
The apartment looked like a pastel explosion.
Blue, red, and yellow balloons floated against the ceiling. Fairy lights were strung around the living room. A handmade banner hung crookedly across the wall.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MATT!!
Matt blinked.
"...Angel?"
A tiny squeal echoed from around the corner.
"There he is!"
Angel came sprinting into the room wearing fuzzy purple pajamas and nearly tackled him in a hug.
"Happy birthday!"
Matt let out a quiet grunt as she wrapped herself around him.
"Babe..."
"Nope." She shook her head dramatically. "Youre not allowd to act grumpy ."
"I wasn't being grumpy."
"You literally sighed before saying my name."
"I was waking up."
"Mhm."
Matt couldn't help smiling.
God, she was impossible.
She grabbed both of his hands.
"Come on! I have so much planned."
"I thought I told you I didn't wanna celebrate."
"You did."
"..."
"And I ignored you."
Matt laughed through his nose.
"You're a pain in my ass."
"I know."
"And you're lucky you're cute."
"I know that too."
She beamed proudly before dragging him into the dining room.
Waiting on the table was a stack of neatly wrapped presents.
Next to them sat a Vanilla cake with gold Two and Three candles
But what made Matt laugh—
Actually laugh—
Was Milo.
Their fluffy black cat sat on the table wearing the tiniest purple party hat imaginable.
The little elastic string rested under his chin.
"...Angel."
"What?"
"You put a fucking birthday hat on the cat."
"He looks handsome."
As if on cue, Milo meowed walking across the table to Angel.
"See? He loves it."
Matt reached over and scratched behind Milo's ears.
"You poor bastard."
Milo immediately leaned into his hand.
"Oh, wow." Angel crossed her arms. "So he loves you more."
"He absolutely does."
"Rude."
Matt chuckled before pulling Angel against his side and kissing the top of her head.
"...Thanks."
She looked up.
"For what?"
"For all this."
"It wasn't much."
He looked around the apartment again.
"You decorated the whole damn place."
"I wanted today to be special."
"It already is."
She melted.
"Matt..."
"You make everything feel like home."
"awww."
She threw herself into another hug.
"I love you."
Matt wrapped both arms around her.
"I love you too."
—
A few hours later...
The presents had been opened.
Angel had somehow managed to find three books he'd been wanting, a vintage vinyl he'd casually mentioned months ago, a hoodie she'd stolen from him only to replace with a brand-new one...
"...Did you seriously buy me my own hoodie because you refuse to give mine back?"
She looked completely unapologetic.
"Correct."
"You're unbelievable."
Angel smiled proudly before placing a soft kiss onto matts lips.
—
Angel lit the candles on the cake.
"Make a wish."
Matt looked at the tiny flames before looking back at her.
"I don't need one."
"You have to."
"I already got everything I want."
Angel stared at him for a second before dramatically covering her face.
"Stop saying cute shit!"
"You started it."
"I can't handle this."
He laughed before blowing out the candles anyway.
Everyone clapped.
Which consisted of...
Angel.
Matt.
And Angel gently taking Milo's paws and making him "clap."
Matt laughed so hard he almost choked on his cake.
"Baby, leave the cat alone."
"He wants to celebrate too."
—
That evening...
The apartment had finally quieted down.
The fairy lights were still glowing softly while empty wrapping paper sat in a pile on the floor.
Angel curled against Matt on the couch, tracing lazy circles on his arm.
"So..."
"So?"
"I think today was successful."
"I guess."
"'I guess?'"
He smiled.
"It was perfect."
She looked impossibly pleased with herself.
"Good."
Matt tilted her chin toward him.
"Now..."
"Hm?"
"I think it's my turn to give you a thank-you."
She raised an eyebrow.
"Oh?"
His lips brushed against hers.
"I've got a few ideas."
Angel grinned.
"...Bedroom?"
Matt smirked then stood, effortlessly scooping her into his arms.
She squealed.
"Matthew!"
"You planned the whole day."
"Mhm?"
"Now let me handle the rest of the night."
Angel's cheeks turned bright pink as she buried her face in his shoulder.
"Best birthday ever."
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Dealer!Matt x Nerd!Angel
In which: Angel throws matt a Birthday party
Warnings: Cursing, fluff, kissing, suggestive comment.
Matt never really cared about birthdays.
Growing up, they were loud, chaotic, and usually interrupted by work. Now they were just another reminder that another year had passed.
So when he woke up on his birthday, he fully intended on pretending it wasn't happening.
He shuffled into the kitchen in a pair of gray sweatpants, rubbing sleep from his eyes.
"...Why are there balloons?"
The apartment looked like a pastel explosion.
Blue, red, and yellow balloons floated against the ceiling. Fairy lights were strung around the living room. A handmade banner hung crookedly across the wall.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MATT!!
Matt blinked.
"...Angel?"
A tiny squeal echoed from around the corner.
"There he is!"
Angel came sprinting into the room wearing fuzzy purple pajamas and nearly tackled him in a hug.
"Happy birthday!"
Matt let out a quiet grunt as she wrapped herself around him.
"Babe..."
"Nope." She shook her head dramatically. "Youre not allowd to act grumpy ."
"I wasn't being grumpy."
"You literally sighed before saying my name."
"I was waking up."
"Mhm."
Matt couldn't help smiling.
God, she was impossible.
She grabbed both of his hands.
"Come on! I have so much planned."
"I thought I told you I didn't wanna celebrate."
"You did."
"..."
"And I ignored you."
Matt laughed through his nose.
"You're a pain in my ass."
"I know."
"And you're lucky you're cute."
"I know that too."
She beamed proudly before dragging him into the dining room.
Waiting on the table was a stack of neatly wrapped presents.
Next to them sat a Vanilla cake with gold Two and Three candles
But what made Matt laugh—
Actually laugh—
Was Milo.
Their fluffy black cat sat on the table wearing the tiniest purple party hat imaginable.
The little elastic string rested under his chin.
"...Angel."
"What?"
"You put a fucking birthday hat on the cat."
"He looks handsome."
As if on cue, Milo meowed walking across the table to Angel.
"See? He loves it."
Matt reached over and scratched behind Milo's ears.
"You poor bastard."
Milo immediately leaned into his hand.
"Oh, wow." Angel crossed her arms. "So he loves you more."
"He absolutely does."
"Rude."
Matt chuckled before pulling Angel against his side and kissing the top of her head.
"...Thanks."
She looked up.
"For what?"
"For all this."
"It wasn't much."
He looked around the apartment again.
"You decorated the whole damn place."
"I wanted today to be special."
"It already is."
She melted.
"Matt..."
"You make everything feel like home."
"awww."
She threw herself into another hug.
"I love you."
Matt wrapped both arms around her.
"I love you too."
—
A few hours later...
The presents had been opened.
Angel had somehow managed to find three books he'd been wanting, a vintage vinyl he'd casually mentioned months ago, a hoodie she'd stolen from him only to replace with a brand-new one...
"...Did you seriously buy me my own hoodie because you refuse to give mine back?"
She looked completely unapologetic.
"Correct."
"You're unbelievable."
Angel smiled proudly before placing a soft kiss onto matts lips.
—
Angel lit the candles on the cake.
"Make a wish."
Matt looked at the tiny flames before looking back at her.
"I don't need one."
"You have to."
"I already got everything I want."
Angel stared at him for a second before dramatically covering her face.
"Stop saying cute shit!"
"You started it."
"I can't handle this."
He laughed before blowing out the candles anyway.
Everyone clapped.
Which consisted of...
Angel.
Matt.
And Angel gently taking Milo's paws and making him "clap."
Matt laughed so hard he almost choked on his cake.
"Baby, leave the cat alone."
"He wants to celebrate too."
—
That evening...
The apartment had finally quieted down.
The fairy lights were still glowing softly while empty wrapping paper sat in a pile on the floor.
Angel curled against Matt on the couch, tracing lazy circles on his arm.
"So..."
"So?"
"I think today was successful."
"I guess."
"'I guess?'"
He smiled.
"It was perfect."
She looked impossibly pleased with herself.
"Good."
Matt tilted her chin toward him.
"Now..."
"Hm?"
"I think it's my turn to give you a thank-you."
She raised an eyebrow.
"Oh?"
His lips brushed against hers.
"I've got a few ideas."
Angel grinned.
"...Bedroom?"
Matt smirked then stood, effortlessly scooping her into his arms.
She squealed.
"Matthew!"
"You planned the whole day."
"Mhm?"
"Now let me handle the rest of the night."
Angel's cheeks turned bright pink as she buried her face in his shoulder.
"Best birthday ever."
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can you do where matt and angel celebrate his birthday even though he didn’t want but he can’t say no to her
Almost done writing it! Also one of the best ideas ever omg
if matt and dove become a chris and stella (wrath - ceyanabbiolo) im giving up on mafia au's
Noooo i wouldn't do that to them 😭 (still traumatized from wrath)
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Mafia!Matt x Mafia!Dove
Don't blame me chapter 8
Warnings: Cursing, distress, angst, hurt with comfort, kissing, trauma,
The digital clock on the microwave read 8:34 a.m.
Dove hadn't slept.
Not for a second.
She sat at the kitchen island wrapped in one of Matt's hoodies, her knees tucked to her chest on the stool. The folded note rested in front of her like it might suddenly come alive if she looked away.
"Some things are better left buried."
And beneath it...
Her mother's handwriting.
Every possibility they'd come up with during the night only raised more questions.
If her mother was alive...
Why disappear?
Why fake her death?
Why wait all these years?
Why now?
Nothing made sense.
Nothing.
Matt hadn't slept either.
The second he'd realized she wasn't going to close her eyes, he'd quietly pulled a chair beside her.
"If you're staying awake," he'd said, "I'm staying awake."
So they had.
Hour after hour.
Talking.
Arguing over theories.
Digging through old files.
Crossing possibilities off one by one until they were left with the same answer they'd started with.
They didn't know a fucking thing.
The whistle of the kettle pulled Dove from her thoughts.
Matt stood at the stove in a pair of gray sweatpants and a black T-shirt, carefully pouring hot water into her favorite mug.
Vanilla chamomile.
He'd remembered.
He always remembered.
A plate of toast and scrambled eggs sat beside the mug.
He carried everything over before setting it in front of her.
"There."
She stared at it.
"I'm not hungry."
His smile disappeared almost instantly.
Not dramatically.
Just enough for the corners of his mouth to fall.
His eyes softened with quiet concern.
"Dove..."
"I'm serious."
"I know."
"I can't eat."
"You haven't eaten since yesterday afternoon."
"I'm fine."
"No," he said gently. "You're surviving on anxiety."
She looked away.
"I'm serious, Matt."
"So am I."
Silence settled between them.
He didn't push.
Didn't order her.
Didn't guilt her.
He simply stood there looking at her with that impossibly patient expression.
Finally...
"...Just a few bites."
Dove looked back up.
His face relaxed just a little.
"For me?"
God.
Why did he have to say it like that?
She sighed dramatically before picking up her fork.
"You're annoying."
"I've been told."
She took one bite.
Then another.
Matt didn't say a word.
But she noticed the tiny smile that returned to his face.
It made something warm bloom painfully inside her chest.
He disappeared to refill his coffee.
"Did you doubled security?" she asked quietly.
"I tripled it."
She blinked.
"What?"
"Your estate is covered."
"And yours?"
"The same."
She swallowed hard. She didn't realize he would send more security to her estate when she had already had plenty there.
"You didn't have to do that."
"I did."
"Matt—"
"I'm not taking chances."
The words were simple.
Matter-of-fact.
Like there wasn't another option.
She stared down into her tea.
Steam curled into the air between them.
"It's my fault."
He looked over immediately.
"What is?"
"All of this."
"Dove—"
"They're here because of me."
"No."
"They could threaten you because you're helping me."
"No."
"They're watching your house because I'm here."
"Dove."
"They've put you in danger and—"
"No."
His voice wasn't loud.
But it stopped her instantly.
He set his mug down before walking around the island.
The kitchen suddenly felt much smaller.
Much quieter.
He stopped directly in front of where she sat.
Close enough that she could smell cedarwood and coffee.
"Look at me."
She didn't.
"Dove."
Still nothing.
His voice softened even more.
"...Please."
Slowly...
She lifted her head.
Dark circles sat beneath his eyes.
He looked exhausted.
Her heart broke a little.
"What's going on in that head?"
"...Nothing."
One eyebrow lifted.
"You've been spiraling for hours."
"I'm fine."
A tiny huff escaped him.
"You are the worst liar I've ever met."
Despite herself...
Her lips twitched.
"There she is."
She rolled her eyes.
"It wasn't a smile."
"It almost was."
The moment faded.
The guilt rushed back in.
Her eyes burned.
"If something happens to you..."
The words barely came out.
Matt's expression changed immediately.
"Dove."
She shook her head.
"If something happens because of me..."
Her breathing hitched.
"I couldn't live with that."
The confession hung in the air.
Raw.
Ugly.
Honest.
"I already lost my parents."
Her voice cracked.
"I can't..."
She stopped.
Couldn't even finish the sentence.
Matt stepped even closer.
Until his knees brushed hers.
He reached up slowly, giving her every chance to pull away, before gently tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear.
None of this felt rushed.
None of it felt forced.
"Dove."
His voice was so quiet she almost missed it.
"You listen to me."
She met his eyes.
"You didn't ask for this."
A tear slipped down her cheek.
"You didn't ask someone to hunt you."
Another tear.
"You didn't ask to lose your family."
His thumb brushed beneath her eye.
"And you sure as hell didn't ask me to help."
"I still dragged you into it."
"You didn't drag me anywhere."
His lips curved into the smallest smile.
"I walked. Willingly. "
A watery laugh escaped her.
He smiled a little wider.
"I made that choice."
"But—"
"I'd make it again."
Without hesitation.
Every single time.
The sincerity in his voice shattered whatever walls she'd managed to rebuild overnight.
"I don't want you getting hurt."
"I know."
"I couldn't—"
"I know."
"You deserve better than this."
His eyebrows pinched together like she'd said something completely ridiculous.
"I disagree."
Silence.
His hand was still resting against her cheek.
Warm.
Steady.
Safe.
Her heart beat painfully hard inside her chest.
She realized something then.
The idea of losing him...
Terrified her.
Not because he was protecting her.
Not because she needed him.
Because somewhere between late-night conversations, cups of tea, shared files, stupid jokes, and quiet mornings...
He had become home.
The realization stole her breath.
Matt searched her face carefully.
His eyes drifted...
Just for a second...
To her lips.
Then back to her eyes.
Not imagined.
Not accidental.
Real.
Her pulse exploded.
His breathing slowed.
Neither of them moved.
"Dove..."
He whispered her name like he was asking permission.
She answered by closing the tiny distance between them.
The kiss was soft.
Tentative.
Almost hesitant.
Like they were both terrified the other might disappear.
His hand cupped her jaw.
Her fingers curled into the front of his shirt.
When they pulled apart...
They stayed close enough that their foreheads rested together.
Neither of them spoke.
Matt smiled first.
Small.
Completely lovestruck.
"I've been wanting to do that..."
He laughed quietly.
"...for a while."
A shy smile spread across Dove's face despite everything.
"I noticed."
"You did?"
"Your eyes aren't exactly subtle."
He groaned.
"So I've been caught."
"A few times."
He laughed—a real laugh this time—and for the first time since she'd found the note, the crushing weight on Dove's chest eased.
Only a little.
The danger was still out there.
Whoever had left that letter was still watching.
Nothing had been solved.
But as Matt gently intertwined his fingers with hers, Dove felt a strange kind of happiness.
☆: let's hope no one dies 🤷🏻♀️
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Mafia!Matt x Mafia!Dove
Don't blame me chapter 8
Warnings: Cursing, distress, angst, hurt with comfort, kissing, trauma,
The digital clock on the microwave read 8:34 a.m.
Dove hadn't slept.
Not for a second.
She sat at the kitchen island wrapped in one of Matt's hoodies, her knees tucked to her chest on the stool. The folded note rested in front of her like it might suddenly come alive if she looked away.
"Some things are better left buried."
And beneath it...
Her mother's handwriting.
Every possibility they'd come up with during the night only raised more questions.
If her mother was alive...
Why disappear?
Why fake her death?
Why wait all these years?
Why now?
Nothing made sense.
Nothing.
Matt hadn't slept either.
The second he'd realized she wasn't going to close her eyes, he'd quietly pulled a chair beside her.
"If you're staying awake," he'd said, "I'm staying awake."
So they had.
Hour after hour.
Talking.
Arguing over theories.
Digging through old files.
Crossing possibilities off one by one until they were left with the same answer they'd started with.
They didn't know a fucking thing.
The whistle of the kettle pulled Dove from her thoughts.
Matt stood at the stove in a pair of gray sweatpants and a black T-shirt, carefully pouring hot water into her favorite mug.
Vanilla chamomile.
He'd remembered.
He always remembered.
A plate of toast and scrambled eggs sat beside the mug.
He carried everything over before setting it in front of her.
"There."
She stared at it.
"I'm not hungry."
His smile disappeared almost instantly.
Not dramatically.
Just enough for the corners of his mouth to fall.
His eyes softened with quiet concern.
"Dove..."
"I'm serious."
"I know."
"I can't eat."
"You haven't eaten since yesterday afternoon."
"I'm fine."
"No," he said gently. "You're surviving on anxiety."
She looked away.
"I'm serious, Matt."
"So am I."
Silence settled between them.
He didn't push.
Didn't order her.
Didn't guilt her.
He simply stood there looking at her with that impossibly patient expression.
Finally...
"...Just a few bites."
Dove looked back up.
His face relaxed just a little.
"For me?"
God.
Why did he have to say it like that?
She sighed dramatically before picking up her fork.
"You're annoying."
"I've been told."
She took one bite.
Then another.
Matt didn't say a word.
But she noticed the tiny smile that returned to his face.
It made something warm bloom painfully inside her chest.
He disappeared to refill his coffee.
"Did you doubled security?" she asked quietly.
"I tripled it."
She blinked.
"What?"
"Your estate is covered."
"And yours?"
"The same."
She swallowed hard. She didn't realize he would send more security to her estate when she had already had plenty there.
"You didn't have to do that."
"I did."
"Matt—"
"I'm not taking chances."
The words were simple.
Matter-of-fact.
Like there wasn't another option.
She stared down into her tea.
Steam curled into the air between them.
"It's my fault."
He looked over immediately.
"What is?"
"All of this."
"Dove—"
"They're here because of me."
"No."
"They could threaten you because you're helping me."
"No."
"They're watching your house because I'm here."
"Dove."
"They've put you in danger and—"
"No."
His voice wasn't loud.
But it stopped her instantly.
He set his mug down before walking around the island.
The kitchen suddenly felt much smaller.
Much quieter.
He stopped directly in front of where she sat.
Close enough that she could smell cedarwood and coffee.
"Look at me."
She didn't.
"Dove."
Still nothing.
His voice softened even more.
"...Please."
Slowly...
She lifted her head.
Dark circles sat beneath his eyes.
He looked exhausted.
Her heart broke a little.
"What's going on in that head?"
"...Nothing."
One eyebrow lifted.
"You've been spiraling for hours."
"I'm fine."
A tiny huff escaped him.
"You are the worst liar I've ever met."
Despite herself...
Her lips twitched.
"There she is."
She rolled her eyes.
"It wasn't a smile."
"It almost was."
The moment faded.
The guilt rushed back in.
Her eyes burned.
"If something happens to you..."
The words barely came out.
Matt's expression changed immediately.
"Dove."
She shook her head.
"If something happens because of me..."
Her breathing hitched.
"I couldn't live with that."
The confession hung in the air.
Raw.
Ugly.
Honest.
"I already lost my parents."
Her voice cracked.
"I can't..."
She stopped.
Couldn't even finish the sentence.
Matt stepped even closer.
Until his knees brushed hers.
He reached up slowly, giving her every chance to pull away, before gently tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear.
None of this felt rushed.
None of it felt forced.
"Dove."
His voice was so quiet she almost missed it.
"You listen to me."
She met his eyes.
"You didn't ask for this."
A tear slipped down her cheek.
"You didn't ask someone to hunt you."
Another tear.
"You didn't ask to lose your family."
His thumb brushed beneath her eye.
"And you sure as hell didn't ask me to help."
"I still dragged you into it."
"You didn't drag me anywhere."
His lips curved into the smallest smile.
"I walked. Willingly. "
A watery laugh escaped her.
He smiled a little wider.
"I made that choice."
"But—"
"I'd make it again."
Without hesitation.
Every single time.
The sincerity in his voice shattered whatever walls she'd managed to rebuild overnight.
"I don't want you getting hurt."
"I know."
"I couldn't—"
"I know."
"You deserve better than this."
His eyebrows pinched together like she'd said something completely ridiculous.
"I disagree."
Silence.
His hand was still resting against her cheek.
Warm.
Steady.
Safe.
Her heart beat painfully hard inside her chest.
She realized something then.
The idea of losing him...
Terrified her.
Not because he was protecting her.
Not because she needed him.
Because somewhere between late-night conversations, cups of tea, shared files, stupid jokes, and quiet mornings...
He had become home.
The realization stole her breath.
Matt searched her face carefully.
His eyes drifted...
Just for a second...
To her lips.
Then back to her eyes.
Not imagined.
Not accidental.
Real.
Her pulse exploded.
His breathing slowed.
Neither of them moved.
"Dove..."
He whispered her name like he was asking permission.
She answered by closing the tiny distance between them.
The kiss was soft.
Tentative.
Almost hesitant.
Like they were both terrified the other might disappear.
His hand cupped her jaw.
Her fingers curled into the front of his shirt.
When they pulled apart...
They stayed close enough that their foreheads rested together.
Neither of them spoke.
Matt smiled first.
Small.
Completely lovestruck.
"I've been wanting to do that..."
He laughed quietly.
"...for a while."
A shy smile spread across Dove's face despite everything.
"I noticed."
"You did?"
"Your eyes aren't exactly subtle."
He groaned.
"So I've been caught."
"A few times."
He laughed—a real laugh this time—and for the first time since she'd found the note, the crushing weight on Dove's chest eased.
Only a little.
The danger was still out there.
Whoever had left that letter was still watching.
Nothing had been solved.
But as Matt gently intertwined his fingers with hers, Dove felt a strange kind of happiness.
☆: let's hope no one dies 🤷🏻♀️
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Does mafia!matt ever get horny and thinks about asking dove to help? Or have they done anything befor? ‹3
He hasn't thought about asking dove to help but he has thought about doing it with her before and no they haven't done anything...yet 🤭
Will we get to hear more about mafia dov and matts childhood?
There will be bits and pieces of what there childhood was like in some chapters :))
Send me questions about my aus!!! 🤍
Omgomg i missed talking to you too!! If you do start watching love island i would say start with the US especially season 6 that season was soo good!!And i would tell you to lowk skip season 7 because that season was just full of toxicity and all though its was full of drama its like there was no friendships that seemed to last. Plus i dont think any of the couples lasted either. But season 8 def was a redemption arc and it worked. So i would recommend season 6 & 8 the most.
Me and my best friend went to paris since we have been planning to go since middle school! We saved up for soo long and we went for like 2 weeks it was so fun!!
- anonie 🪽
Oooo ok!! 🤍 im glad you guys had fun! Paris is so beautiful I went in January I think for 4 days for work and it was so fun! What was your favorite part ? 🩷
Stop it right now. Screaming crying throwing up there so cuteee 😭🩷
Wait did you change your name? Cos I swear I’ve spoken to you but the name isn’t familiar
Yes!! It was Starsturniolo13 before but I changed it :)))
Omg life has been amazing!! Ive also been just enjoying life. Not long ago me and my best friend went on vacation together! Ive also just been off of tumblr in general and i didnt think anyone would noticeee😭😭 i miss chatting! And yeah ive been more spiritual and at peace and im also watching love island uk season 13 and its been interesting!! And i got a tarot card reading that clarified a lot with me and a situation ship of mine but yeahh
- anonie🪽
Stopp that sounds like so much fun!! Where did you guys go for vacation? I missed talking to you! 🥹🩷 ooooo I haven't watched any of love island yet should I? 🤍
Heyyy girllieee omg i was scrolling past my followings trying to see if i could find your blog and it lowkey took like 6 mins. Anywaysss hows life beenn
- anonie 🪽
HIIIII 🤍 I've missed you in my inbox 🥹
I've been good!! Im going to the beach this weekend with my boyfriend and a few friends! How have you been??? 🤍🤍🤍