"Have you ever looked in a mirror and seen your own aura?" Mitsuri asked. (Y/n) sighed. "I wish it was that simple. I don't want to see my own aura. The fear of it being murky or black scares me. What if it's a bad one?" Mitsuri looked down at her and frowned. "You are the most amazing person ever, (Y/n)! How could your aura be bad?" Obanai pointed at the smaller girl. "I hate you, (Y/n), but I agree."
The pressure was now on (Y/n). She held up a mirror in front of Mitsuri and Obanai. Hers was... white. A white aura. "White..." She smiled lightly. "What does it mean!?" Mitsuri laughed. "Purity and protection."
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What did I fucking say? 💀
SHORT AF.
I don't care, to be honest. Not gonna lie. It's amazing. :does griddy:
But, in all honestly, it's cute.
Anyway, bye. 👋🏼
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𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓰𝓮 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓘 𝓒𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓕𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀 || Muichiro × Reader
Fanfiction·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· Laughters filled the clearing as (Y/n)'s back hit the wall. She held onto the sleeve of his kimono. "Muichiro!" Her laughs died down as Giyu came up to her. "Dinner is ready." "Of course. I'll be right there!" She smiled and stood up...
