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Credit to widdleytinksrabbit on tiktok
possibly one of the franco edits ever 🫀
Vincent Price - House of 1000 Dolls (1967)
dachi just came on my spotify playlist on the way to theatre rehearsal i am so cooked
my time has finally come
ARINA WHEN I CATCH YOU ARINA
shinsou requests you say?? maybe a soft sleepy shinsou, like waking up next to him after a nap or a morning after a day full of hero work... ugh I’m so soft for sleepy shinsou
when shinsou slept, he slept hard.
he barely got any sleep in the first place so when his body finally let him slip into the state of unconsciousness, he took it for granted. he slept for hours on end, up to 10 at a time depending on how tired he was. he slept even better when you were in his arms—having his arm over your body and hugging you close, legs entangled together.
you always woke up first. being huddled in his limbs and under a bunch of blankets, you would somehow manage to turn around in his strong arms and be met with his closed lids. he looked so, so beautiful like this. lips slightly parted and a quiet snore leaving his mouth. his eyelids were fluttering, signaling that he was about to wake up too, and you smiled when his dark purple eyes eventually met yours.
“you watching me sleep?” he would ask, his voice deep and laced with over eight hours of sleep.
you just continued smiling. “maybe.”
“creep.” shinsou chuckled, stretching his arms around your body before leaning down to kiss your forehead. “good morning.”
“it’s 2pm, toshi.”
“then good afternoon,” he’d say with a tinge of attitude in his voice. “what’s on the schedule today?”
“there’s no school today so i was thinking we could have a little off day,” you yawned, sitting up and peering down at your boyfriend who blew a strand of hair away from his face. “maybe a little cafe date?”
“cafe date?” he’d perk an eyebrow. “since when were you into coffee!”
“i’m not into it! i’m just getting it so it can wake you up.”
“i don’t need to be woken up—i need the opposite, actually.” shinsou grinned at you, sitting up with you with a gleam of adoration in his eyes. “but sure, kitty. i’ll go on your little cafe date. let’s go get dressed.”
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As a genderfluid person who is afab I get viscerally uncomfortable when anybody uses the term “wombyn” in a statement even if they claim to be trans inclusive.