|| shipping my own ocs but in like ,, a terrible way. haze not being jealous is how yk she hates his ass fr.

ㅤ the landing was met with a grunt, followed by a small groan as he shifted under the weight. “ oughf … christ, you’re a rocket. noted, for next time. “ no bite? he’ll consider that a personal win, literal loss notwithstanding. ㅤ

ㅤ imagine arguing with me and i genuinely just start dancing on your shit. ㅤ

ㅤ all i’m hearing is i’m making you smile. which sounds like a WIN for me. ㅤ

ㅤ a terrible one. and a clown. someone stole the hat, it had bells, the whole nine yards. y’know how it goes. you would’ve loved it, i’m tellin’ ya. ㅤ

ㅤ i’m actually always cute, but the hat really did tie the whole look together. and the bells jingling when i danced? c’mon. ㅤ

ㅤ again? there’s a sinking feeling in his stomach as he gets up, nervous. “ play, again … you want me to run so you can catch me? “ he asks, still half winded but not as terribly. huh. beats the reasons he’s usually running, he supposed. ㅤ

|| i need to do the evil chart for him by himself oughhh

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