Oh !! Hi !! I've Been A Lil Bit Shy To Interact With You Since I Discovered Your Blog (which Is Super

oh !! hi !! i've been a lil bit shy to interact with you since i discovered your blog (which is super cute sbshdfhdh) but hello !! my name's april !!! 🥰🌸💗 i saw your recent post and may i participate in your playlist game? 💞💞 also congrats on finishing your exams !!! i bet all of your hard work will pay off 🥳🥳

also (saying this now bc i haven't said it yet even though y'all already know) your writing is so so sweet and it gives me these little serotonin boosts every time your blog pops up on my screen 🤩🤩 anyways i hope you're having a good day / evening where you are !!! 💖💕💘💓💝

A : aroha by lee minhyuk.

P : paint on spring by martin smith.

R : rainbow by rothy.

I : i don't know by a-pink.

L : lost in you by khai dreams.

a sweet playlist that i imagine would be played in a cute, cozy cafe during spring <3

and thank you so much for your kind words:( <3 you're precious and i hope we can interact more in the future (please don't be shy) ! <3 have a lovely day/night !

[10:52 pm] — tw: guns, knives

“not bad, officer.” criminal!jeno spits out the last word as if it leaves a bad taste in his mouth. he runs his thumb along the smooth hilt of his dagger, the other end pointed at your throat. “not bad at all.”

you stare back at him, your expression vacant, defiant. “empty threats.” the way you say it is almost casual, and he presses the blade to your skin, cold from the night wind chill.

“i can kill you.”

“you could’ve already,” you say, unfazed as you run your fingers over the rough concrete wall, your hands bound by the very cuffs you came here with. “last week, yesterday, tonight—but you haven’t.”

he eyes you skeptically, but you sigh, as if he was a child and you had explained this lesson to him a hundred times over.

“did you really think i came out here to kill you, jeno?” he doesn’t answer. “i’m not armed.”

“liar. you always keep your pistol hidden.”

“it’s empty. see for yourself,” you say, your tone confident (or is it arrogant?). “check the barrel.”

jeno reaches down to your boot and pulls out your handgun. clicking the barrel open, he tips it upside down and shakes it. the scene is almost comedic, and you’re fleetingly reminded that the gun was never his preferred weapon of choice. but granted, it isn’t yours, either.

he wordlessly drops the pistol and kicks it aside, the metal scraping across the ground as it skids away. “drama queen,” you say, leaning against the wall with a small smirk on your face.

“you expect me to trust you just because you came all this way without a weapon?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

“yes. i came here to talk to you.”

“you’re a fool.”

“so are you.” pushing off the wall with your foot, you make your way over to him and turn around expectantly, holding out your wrists to be freed. “the key’s on my belt, if you don’t mind.” the way you converse with him is something similar to that of partners, but his behavior is more like that of a mere acquaintance. he takes the key in silence and, a moment later, the lock clicks open, the cuffs falling to the floor.

“what is it.”

“come back,” you whisper. “we need you.”

“you don’t,” he says shortly. his gaze bores into yours, and you’re not sure whether he’s trying to intimidate you. but after all these years, you’ve never been one to pin that quality on him, and tonight is no exception.

“i could get them to clear your name. you could come back to the department and—”

“and be a compulsive rule-follower like you? keeping the laws doesn’t mean you get to keep your head, you know.” the words don’t sting because you know he’s right. you could almost call yourself touched at the way he remembered your words, when it’s been years since you confided in him about it.

“it means i don’t run. if only you could see the bigger picture.”

he steps back, his expression grave. “if only you weren’t blind.”

the sounds of distant shouts fill the streets—your fellow officers are looking for you. jeno turns to leave.

“wait.” taking the dagger from his hand, you nick the skin above your cheek in one swift motion and hand the weapon back. “better to escape with this.” you were already preparing a story to tell the others—he had bested you, and you had barely escaped with your life.

you’re still in the middle of coming up with a decent explanation for how you managed it when jeno suddenly advances towards you. tilting your chin up, he surprises you with a quick kiss, one that lingers in the evening air.

“do you miss it,” you breathe, staring up at him. he only looks back at you, saying nothing, but in the dim light you watch his eyes.

yes.

the shouting is getting louder, and he slides the dagger into its sheath before taking off. you watch him cross the city rooftops, a dark shadow growing ever smaller as he melts into the night.

i just realized that today is the one year anniversary of this blog !!! 🥳🥳💝✨💕🌸💘💞

just graduated high school 🥳🥳🥳

i painted my cap too!!! i went for more of a spring theme (since my birthday’s in may, and i also love spring)

cherry blossoms inspired by mulan, butterfly inspired by black mamba era ningning

my senior thesis presentation is on thursday and i am Stressing oof

i know it’s gonna be really chill? my audience will be comprised of 7th and 9th graders + parents + a few teachers whom i know and love + my dear classmates,,, and it’s not even recorded,,, and it’s literally on dr seuss and harry potter and spanish but still :’)

i just need a bit of motivation to get through this week T^T all i know is that my school’s more formal equivalent of prom is on friday, so at least i have that to look forward to 🤩🤩 but i would appreciate any encouragement in asks/dms 🥺 thank you friends 💖💕🌸💓

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