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—𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘠𝘉𝘖𝘋𝘠‘𝘚 𝘎𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘚𝘜𝘙𝘍𝘐𝘕’

𝙎𝙐𝙍𝙁𝙄𝙉’ 𝙐𝙎𝘼 ᝰ.ᐟ
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𝙏𝙀𝙇𝙇 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙒𝙀‘𝙍𝙀 𝙎𝙐𝙍𝙁𝙄𝙉‘

🪼⋆.ೃ࿔*:・

𝙎𝙐𝙍𝙁𝙄𝙉‘ 𝙐𝙎𝘼
Twooo masks! ~

Fun. 🎶
April 14, 2025 at 5:46 PM
Me #ngl
April 14, 2025 at 4:23 PM
April 10, 2025 at 10:28 PM
April 7, 2025 at 11:51 PM
//found the #thing while looking for Aloha pics
April 7, 2025 at 6:35 PM
April 7, 2025 at 4:02 PM
I'M SO FUCKING GOATED
April 7, 2025 at 1:17 AM
He's me ngl
April 6, 2025 at 6:13 PM
* SNORE
April 6, 2025 at 11:24 AM
* Aloha noticed. He was glad he did. A knowing look, and a smile. He enjoyed Mask's presence

that candy made them both sick, by the way.

Tragic.
"Huh..?" Mask stared at Aloha for a second, registering the words.

"Yeah, sureee.." he answered eventually.

* Totally unnoticeable, he carefully intertwined their hands.
<

* he looked back to Mask shortly after, wandering around to the other side so he could pat the inkling's shoulder

"Wanna go steal the stale candy in the arcade's prize area?"
April 6, 2025 at 3:02 AM
* Aloha stood up and stretched. He needed it after being hunched over a card table for so long. He looked around. All kinds of different people. Some he knew, those that he'd seen in turf wars. Inklings and octolings

>
* Mask just hummed in reply. Sometime during their game, the shoal filled up with other inkfish. It was loud and Mask was tired. How unfortunate, he'd hoped to beat someone's highscore today. While thinking about this, he had spaced out, staring down at the table.
<

* he nodded. Disappointed, sure, but he wasn't a sore loser
April 6, 2025 at 2:58 AM
* Aloha sighed, activating his. Special, and placing down Octoballer. Not a great game for him. After the card was placed, the screen flashed on both ends, tallying the scores and showing a visual of the win/lose ratio with ink. Aloha didn't win. Obviously

"Good game!"

>
* The game was as good as won. Mask activated his special and placed the card right across Aloha's turf. It reduced his points by 9, a clear win for Mask. Said Inkling looked at his boyfriend, completely expressionless.
<

* he was mostly out of space. Only enough to play a few cards. He put down the biggest card he was able to, .96 gal. A 10 point card. With that, he was out of spaces. Luckily, the card activated a special point. Maybe he'd be able to come back. He doubted it
April 6, 2025 at 2:56 AM
"Hm."

* was the only response he gave. A sound of thought. Maybe mild annoyance.

>
* Mask placed one more card, activating 2 more special points. This was perfect, he had a good card to absolutely crush Aloha's points with his special activated.

"Your turn." he said.
<

* he didn't have much space left. He placed down octostamp, giving him another special point. He glanced up at Mask. Always ambiguous, indiscernible. Sometimes he wished it was different. Though, never for long. He liked Mask how he was
April 6, 2025 at 2:52 AM
* took you long enough.... He wouldn't say that. He definitely thought it

Aloha's eye twitched. He didn't like losing. He was always a good sport, but he hated losing. In a way, he thought everyone felt that way*

>
<

* Eventually he settled on a card that covered most of the area behind base. With that, he activated another special point, making his total 3.
April 6, 2025 at 2:49 AM
* Aloha rolled his eyes at the smug little glint in his lover's eyes. He wasn't really all that mad, he supposed. He would rather his boyfriend win against him than another rando

>
<

* This got him 2 special points. He shot Aloha a triumphant look, subtle enough to be spiteful.
April 6, 2025 at 2:47 AM
* octopod. Not worth much, but it blocked him from pushing into the area behind him from the side. Aloha's jaw clenched for a moment, and then he let himself relax. No point in getting worked up. No point in letting anyone get to you, especially not your own lover.

>
* Okay, he may have underestimated Aloha. He sure knew how to play properly. Mask placed another card, this time advancing to Aloha's side of the map.

He nodded and looked up once again.
<

* he looked up at Mask, surveying his body language, and looking through his eyes for clues. For hesitation. For a moment's falter. He found none. Confident, huh? Aloha was determined to win

"Go on! ~ ♪"
April 6, 2025 at 2:45 AM
* Aloha squinted at him for a minute before placing down Splat roller to try and push. That's 24 points for him. He's on a roll!

>
* Mask studied the board for a second before placing a card around his starting point. He had a decent starting deck, good enough to fill out around base and be more offensive later on. He glanced back up at Aloha.

"Yours now."
<

* he'd go on to put down marigold first. No shame in trying to get a head start. He gave a cheeky little grin, adjusting his hat so he could look up into Mask's eyes. Oh, he loved those eyes. Such a shame he couldn't see the rest of his face

"Your turn."
April 6, 2025 at 2:43 AM
"You got the fancy cards?! I can never collect enough bits..."

* he chuckled, praising Mask for his dedication, in a way

he pulled out four cards. .52 gal, 7 points. .96 gal, 10 points. Marigold, 15 points. Octopod, 2 points. An okay draw. He'd keep it

>
<

* Mask even had all cards fully upgraded. He took out his shiny deck, sorting through it and pulling out his starting 4 cards.

"You can start, 'loha."
April 6, 2025 at 2:29 AM
* 5 minutes. All it took for Aloha to end up getting his ass whooped

how was he supposed to know they had so many special points?!!! They swept him, using special points for octoballer and Callie. 72-98. What a turn of events

>
"Hm." He replied.

* The slightest trace of a smile twitched across Mask's face. He hated happiness, life was terrible and there was nothing to be happy about. But Aloha sure made him feel like things weren't all that bad sometimes. Mask kept looking over Aloha's shoulder, watching the game.
<

* he said, turning back around to the card table. Two turns left. 20 points ahead. He was sure he could win. Then again, he'd been bested before, hadn't he? All to do now was wait. And play.
April 6, 2025 at 2:26 AM
* Alola whipped his head around. Maybe, if he was more violent, he would've thrown a punch. Instead, he just looked, spaced out for a minute as he processed Mask's face. (Well, mask.)

blink, blink .

"Mask!"

>
<

* He entered the shoal, and was immediately met with the sight of his boyfriend beating up a tableturf machine. Mask waved his calm evening goodbye and snuck up to the unsuspecting squid. *

>
April 6, 2025 at 2:21 AM
——[THE SHOAL]

* Aloha Hifumi. Partygoer, surfer. Idiot.

* he's at the tableturf machine. Broke in the middle of a match. He's loud, banging on the side till it works again.

>
April 6, 2025 at 2:14 AM
//when you finish the account 5 hours later💔
April 5, 2025 at 11:35 PM
𝙏𝙀𝙇𝙇 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙒𝙀‘𝙍𝙀 𝙎𝙐𝙍𝙁𝙄𝙉‘

🪼⋆.ೃ࿔*:・

𝙎𝙐𝙍𝙁𝙄𝙉‘ 𝙐𝙎𝘼
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