senoraackerman

[senoraackerman]

Oh me finishing my first year in college two weeks ago 😭💔 I will continue this I PROMISE!!!

(check A/N in post for more unnecessary info. Updates since then: I don’t even play Fortnite on the computer anymore. I invested in a ps5 months ago and haven’t turned back since. Who asked for an update? Literally nobody 😭)

Choso is STILL a certified Latina lover (he told me himself rn)

You & Choso Dating HC’s (1 of 2)

I need this man in a way that’s concerning to feminism

This man is a certified Latina lover (he told me himself. I’m very delusional)

Matching Doc Martens >>>>

Just like Geto, LOVES when you comb through his hair

Let’s you practice eyeliner on him

Fucking him till the eyeliner comes off (PAUSE)

You paint his nails for him

He is so shy with you in public

He’s not afraid to show you off, don’t get me wrong but homie is scared of PDA

He has a tongue piercing that you didn’t know about until he ate you out

(tehehehe)

He doesn’t sleep, he hibernates.

You will wake up with this man wrapped around you: legs, arms, fingers, toes, EVERYTHING

You steal his shirts all the time

Loves making things for you

Beaded bracelet? Never coming off

A crappy ceramic mug? Never using another cup AGAIN

Loves when you watch him play video games

Going to concerts with this man is other worldly

He will be buying merch, food, even more merch

Like where is the money coming out of?

Is scared of your dad

He in fact does not boosts your delusions

A/N

I want to say I’ve been busy, but that would be a lie 💀

Spending money on the JJK fortnite megumi skin? Who would ever do that (I did. Fourteen dollars down the drain. I don’t even know how to play fortnite on the computer)

I’m also starting college in like two weeks and the realization has started sinking in. I was thinking ‘I should fix my sleeping schedule’ (it’s almost 3 am)

[senoraackerman]

Geto is a certified Latina lover. He told me himself.

You & Suguru in the car

WARNINGS: none (unless WINK WINK), Latina reader in mind as I wrote this (always and forever), speaking spanish

(The way you can see the side of the guys head PLS)

Anyways-

• You and Suguru decided to go out to get a late snack

• As in late, it’s five pm

• And as in snack, y’all are getting canes

• When Suguru comes to pick you up, he hands you the aux, which you gladly accept

• Gasolina by Daddy Yankee starts playing

• When I say you start moving, you start MOVING

• Acting like it’s a rager in his black Honda civic

• You’re singing your heart out

• LLENA SU TANQUE DE ADRENALINA

• some lyrics pass

• DAME MÁS GASOLINA

• more lyrics pass

• TÚ ME DEBE ALGO Y LO SABE

• Sugurus looking at you like 🙂 (he has no idea what you’re saying)

• You’re shaking your head and everything (hair whipping around, a sad attempt at twerking in your seat, grabbing one of getos hands to pump it in the air as you “dance”

• He lowk likes it

• After y’all eat canes, you give him head in an empty parking lot

•taking him fully into your mouth as he leans his head back onto the headrest, softly groaning.

• sloppy toppy for geto 24/7

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A/N

Idk about y’all but when I listen to this in the car? It’s suddenly the club. I literally will be singing and moving to every song (that might be my autism speaking deadass)

Once again, someone pls request something in my asks (PLS YALL PLS)

[senoraackerman]

Bread and the babies

OH SHES SO BACK. Día de los Reyes Magos with Nanami. Think about it. ALSO LATINA READER IN MIND

“…..so I cut it wherever?”

Nanami looks at the bread before glancing up at you and your family before looking back to the rosca.

You nod your head, handing him the knife. “Yep! Cut wherever. If you the get the baby, show it to us. No hiding it under your tongue, or swallowing it.”

“People swallow it?”

“Don’t even ask.”

With a slight sigh, Nanami begins cutting his piece of the rosca with you standing idly by. He pulls out the slice and examines it: “no baby”

Slightly clicking your tongue, you get the knife handed back to you by nanami as you estimate where you want to cut it.

Cut it there?

Or cut it right here?

Or maybe right there?

Nah, maybe more-

You get snapped out of concentration when you hear your family urging you to cut it and stop beating it around the bush.

Your mom calls you out, “¡Lo haces de emoción!”

You narrow your eyes at all at her, playfully shushing all of them before finally cutting your slice of the rosca. The knife goes smoothly through the bread, so you confidently pull out your slice.

Least to say there it was: a plastic baby Jesus, wedged in the bread

Your family goes absolutely insane in laughter- not even laughter, howling as they look at you with the slice of bread with the baby Jesus. You press your lips into a fine line and look to Nanami, holding up the baby Jesus.

A small crack of a smile forms as he sees the expression of disbelief on your face and the laughter of your family. He could spend many more years like this with you.

You look back to your family and point to them, “two more babies. Get to cutting!”

Later in the night, Nanami found a baby Jesus in his slice of rosca. The other couldn’t be found until a week later, and we all assumed it was a fluke by the baker- that was until your older brother revealed he hid his baby Jesus under his tongue.

A/N

Uh oh. So like….what’s up. What’s new. Let’s pretend that I haven’t written an actual fic for the first time in like six months? Yeah let’s pretend.

January 6 is not for the weak yall 😭 I got a baby Jesus when I cut my third slice. Making tamales as we SPEAK

[senoraackerman]

He’s coming home as we speak! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ (delusion is real)

nanami stans...sleep. nothing happens. your husband came back home to you with your favorite cake and flower in his hand. he kissed your cheek when he found you sleeping on the sofa and adjusted in somehow despite his big body. you squirm and feel his warmth and he wraps his arms around you. that's it. that's what happened.

[senoraackerman]

(S)CREAMING

Mappa personally animated these scenes for me (REAL)

[senoraackerman]

Hiii there! How are you? Are you requests still open? 👀

I’m currently on my last leg but still going strong!

I’ve been waiting for this one ‼️‼️‼️‼️ YES THEY ARE STILL OPEN😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

^this is how I’m feeling rn reading this omg

[senoraackerman]

101 Followers Special!

And she’s back! Like…..two months later. ANYWAYS

Thank you for 101 followers! (In my cruella de vil era) People actually enjoyed my writings??? WILDING. I will be writing AGAIN, SO SORRY. CHOSO HCS PART TWO COMING SOON I SWEAR 💔💔💔💔 my man needs to attention (y’all see him animated? PHEW 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨)

And it’s Latino heritage month, and y’all already KNOW the JJK men love latinas so a little special for that coming soon as well WINK WINK

And I started college a while ago! Who was gonna tell me it was gonna be hard? WHO WAS GONNA TELL ME. For no reason too? Don’t even get me started on the bulky ass portfolio I have to carry to my art class (best believe I’m taking the elevator)

Anyways, it’s currently 2:45 am and I have a 9:35 class so see y’all later ;)

(or next year hahaagaggagagag)

[senoraackerman]

More whimpering toji pls !! 😔😔

★ cw: f! reader, overstim, unprotected, cowgirl, 18+

could you just imagine riding toji after he came inside you. he‘d be so sensitive— insanely so he didn‘t even sound like himself.

he‘d be laid back against the bed, panting as you‘re riding him, half-lidded eyes flickering towards your waist, the way your hips rolled and moved against him. he grunts from the sheer stimulation while you whine— he‘s so deep, buried balls deep as you went up and down against his lap.

you grew dumber and dumber from his tip, biting down on your lip as your hands gripped onto his thighs before toji groans. “s—shit.. gonna c—”

and before he could finish his words— you feel him shoot inside, dumping a thick velvety load inside of you— you slow down for a bit to stare at toji, he looks so pretty. panting, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead before he brings you in for a kiss.

you kiss back, a smile on your lips— hearing him lowly grunt in your mouth before that’s when you move your hips again— back slightly arching and you’re riding him again after he came.

an abrupt whimper leaves toji‘s mouth as you’re still kissing him before he pulls away, his voice not that deep anymore. “ah—o—oh fuck— f-fuckkk..”

you stare at toji as you‘re moving your hips, and his head’s thrown back—

it’s unintentionally attractive,

especially with the way his left hand grips firmly onto your wrist. his right thigh bounced as he‘s overstimulated from just releasing— another tiny whimper leaves his mouth.

“didn‘t— think you‘d keep fucking ridin' me…” he huffs out in a low breath, and his face is so flustered, he tries to hide a good portion of his face with his hand and it‘s honestly cute. “shit—”

“should i stop?” you mumbled with a tiny smug grin forming, leaning in to kiss toji on the right side of his mouth— where his scar was.

“no.” he grumbles, and you giggled, seeing a tiny pout form on toji‘s face.

the more you stared at him, the more embarrassed he became—

it was as if his mood switched entirely. maybe this was the reason why he hated whenever you rode him. toji preferred fucking you, instead of the other way around. he wasn‘t fond of you being on top— because things like this would happen.

he‘d slip out a whimper after being insanely sensitive, and he barely got over it last time but now he was even more embarrassed.

“okay toji,” you hummed, leaning in to give him a kiss. toji briefly closed his eyes, kissing back— his tongue softly grazing against yours, a hand pressing down on your thigh before he whimpers again in your mouth once you start to quicken your pace just a little.

“i’m—f—fuckin' sensitive still—”

he pants, breaking away for a moment, his low voice pitching high just a bit.

as you‘re buried with his cock shoved deep between your tight squeezing walls, you smile, watching toji bawl up a fist, rubbing his hand against his thigh— his eyes are low and start to roll back just a bit.

“fuckin' hell. 's making me feel too good, princess.”

he grunts, his voice sounding whiner and whiner throughout each breathy word that leaves his lips.

“never— lettin' you ride me ever again after this. s—shit..”

[senoraackerman]

IM CRYING AT THE THREE OUT OF FIVE LMFAO

⊹ ♡₊˚๑ 𝙀𝘼𝙏 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏 𝙊𝙐𝙏 ! ⊹ ♡₊˚๑

chef!Sukuna headcannons

okay. I know I haven't posted anything in like a year. and I know I'm a little rusty so bare with me ok😭 I'm sorry for the wait! Reader was intended to be black but I don't describe any features. lmk if I should turn this into a fic!!

Warnings: none!!

Chef!Sukuna is one of the world's biggest assholes. SURE he graduated top of his class AND SURE! The waitlist for his restaurant is so, ridiculously long. But his personality? Awful. 

He’s known for his near godly knife skills. He can chop an onion in ten seconds. He’s pretty sure it’s a world record.

His own staff is so, so terrified of him. The new kid, who’s bright-eyed and fresh out of culinary school, who was beyond excited to work at a Michelin-star restaurant quits on his first day.

(he cried on his walk home)

Sukuna leans into the back of his chair, while Uruame lets out an uncharacteristically loud sigh from their spot at the door. 

They step closer into the room while speaking, “You can’t keep a Junior chef for more than six hours—”

Sukuna groans, “Calm down— your job is to be my sous. Act like it.”

He puts his feet up on the peeling wood desk in front of him, deftly ignoring several receipts that were strewn on it.

Uruame nods, before leaving.

Sukuna wasn’t in the wrong you know, the junior chef should’ve known the difference between sauté and panfrying. 

He groans while moving to leave his office— he had prep to do. 

He’s worked hard to get where he is— to make his restaurant as good as it is. He designed the kitchen himself. He chose each appliance meticulously and placed them in the space deliberately

The delivery and food-prep and pastry sections are in specific parts of the kitchen, they cater to the menu.

Speaking of the menu. You cannot tell me that he didn’t lock himself in his apartment with pots and pans strewn everywhere. 

He’d have a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his hair would be a little dishevelled

But, he finally figured out that what his main dish needed was an acid. 

He’d have a rare, genuine smile on his face while he runs his hand through his hair. He’ll take another bite and excitedly drum his fingers on his kitchen countertop. He’s good. He knows he’s good. 

Sukuna’s leaning on the host station with a pencil in hand reviewing the guest list for that night’s dinner. His eyebrows raise at your name— which is circled in red marker angrily. He shouts to Uraume, who’s at the back prepping.

“What’s the red marker for.”

“We have a food critic coming in tonight.”

Sukuna scoffs, “We always have food critics coming in.”

“This one’s different.”

Yeah right.

For the head chef, and owner of a michelin star restaurant— Sukuna is relaxed. 

He’ll wear a white button up and some black slacks and the days he’s expected to work front of house. But his sleeves will be rolled high on his forearms and there’s always this dismissive look in his eyes

He doesn’t have to be some kiss ass— his food speaks for itself. 

People waited months to get into his restaurant for his food, not to have a conversation with him. 

The first thing Sukuna realizes is that you take a laughably short time looking at the menu. From what he can see from the host station, you’re looking at it out of graciousness then necessity. 

He walks over, ready to take your order. He nearly laughs when he notices that your notepad already has writing on it. 

You’re looking up at him through the low light of the restaurant. It’s tinged red. Like a night club you think. Tacky. 

“Hi,” You smile, “I’m surprised I’m being served by the Sukuna.”

“Yeah— it’s a slow day.”

You hum, “And here I was, thinking that you were out here just for me.”

He laughs. It’s this loud, low and smoothe. “I can hear your heart breaking from here.”

“Let’s start with the focaccia.” Your voice is a little shaky. He likes the sound of it.

He walks to the kitchen with a familiar grin on his face. 

Food critic his ass— you’re in love with him. He can tell. 

Chef!Sukuna who’s never as a negative review. Ever.

GQ. The New York Times. The Washington Post. Critics become regulars— they want an excuse to chat Sukuna (even if he doesn’t entertain it)

He’s earned a name for himself in the food scene, you know. People love him whether they like it or not. 

This was just the start too— he’ll open more restaurants, maybe something more formal. He thinks of himself as an immovable object or an unstoppable force or whatever is in those management books Uraume reads

So, imagine his surprise when Uruame forwards an article to him at 11:54 pm on a thursday.

Especially when he sees that you wrote the article. 

And that you gave the restaurant a 3 out of 5

A three out of fucking five.

Sukuna was going to kill someone. You, preferably. 

[senoraackerman]

Gojo as your Photographer

I asked what you like about me he said that my ass fat

It’s time that time again where you have to take photos for your Instagram

Who else to assign as your personal photographer than your lovely boyfriend Saturo Gojo who happens to be good at everything?

“Does my ass look fat from this angle?”

“It looks flat”

Bitch?

His rights were about to get taken away istg

Finds ALL the right angles

A little 90 degrees

A little fish eye lense

Ik you’re wearing Gojos sunglasses in one of those pics

You look so HOT

A/N

Down in the Dm by Yo Gotti and Nicki Minaj

[senoraackerman]

Real

could you do a drabble where eren and his virgin s/o are doing it for the first time and eren finds out how dirty minded his s/o is making hin want to corrupt and fuck his baby girl harder? Take care of yourself!

"relax, baby." he tells you, the tip of his cock finally popping inside of you. he's big, just the head feels too big inside of you. he slowly drags his cock inside of your walls until he's whole inside of you.

"you feel good?" he asks you, stroking your head. you nod at him but the stretch is still too painful. he waits few minutes before he moves inside of you. he presses his face in the crook of your neck, slowly speeding up. your body jerks when he hits your sweet spot and you moan loudly.

"fuck, faster." you moan out, making eren look at you with confused look.

"really? is that what you want?" he asks you and you put your legs around him to meet his cock. he gets rougher and faster just like you ask and you get lost in the pleasure. you let out please and moans as he fucks into you.

"choke me, daddy." you moan when he hits your spot repeatedly. but his thrusts stop.

"what did you say?" he asks you with wide eyes. you just smile cheekily at you, repeating the thing you said.

"oh, so this is the real you." he says with a smile, drilling his cock inside of you harder. your whole body shakes under his thrusts but he doesn't care. he wraps his hand around your neck, applying a bit of pressure.

"this whole time you pretended to be so innocent and here you are."

you can feel your orgasm coming and before you know, you're clamping down around his cock. the tight squeeze of your pussy makes him cum inside of you shortly after. he hisses at the pumps of your pussy but remains inside of you. erens arms pin you down when you try to pull away.

"let's make you cum few more times and we'll see if your naughty brain can take it."

[senoraackerman]

I’m gonna need to see this hands on (PAUSE)

cw: mdni, implied/referenced sex

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"So, do you have any unique talent?" Satoru asked after taking one of the escargots he had ordered as an appetizer. For your first dinner date, he took you to this French restaurant. You tried to turn him down a couple times before, mainly because you thought he was obnoxious. Yet, the last time he asked you out, you were compelled to say yes. During your shift at the coffee shop, he threw his lanky ass body over the counter, attempting to give you a gigantic bouquet of flowers as he asked you out. You finally agreed since you didn't want the store manager to find out and scold you for what he done. He caused quite a scene in the shop.

"What kind of unique talent?" You replied.

"Oh, you know... like being able to chew on ice cream without getting brain freeze or whatever..."

You thought about it for a second and answered, "I'm ambidextrous."

"Wow," Satoru gasped, looking surprised, before he frowned, "That's a big word. What does that mean?"

"It means I can use both of my hands equally well."

"That's interesting, and very useful."

"Yeah, it is." You sipped your mocktail and asked, "What about you? Got any interesting talent?"

"Me? Oh, I can touch your belly button..."

You snorted, "What's so special about—"

"...from the inside."

You sighed as you pinched the bridge of your nose. Satoru laughed heartily and moved on to another topic, ignoring your flushed cheeks.

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[senoraackerman]

You & Choso Dating HC’s (1 of 2)

I need this man in a way that’s concerning to feminism

This man is a certified Latina lover (he told me himself. I’m very delusional)

Matching Doc Martens >>>>

Just like Geto, LOVES when you comb through his hair

Let’s you practice eyeliner on him

Fucking him till the eyeliner comes off (PAUSE)

You paint his nails for him

He is so shy with you in public

He’s not afraid to show you off, don’t get me wrong but homie is scared of PDA

He has a tongue piercing that you didn’t know about until he ate you out

(tehehehe)

He doesn’t sleep, he hibernates.

You will wake up with this man wrapped around you: legs, arms, fingers, toes, EVERYTHING

You steal his shirts all the time

Loves making things for you

Beaded bracelet? Never coming off

A crappy ceramic mug? Never using another cup AGAIN

Loves when you watch him play video games

Going to concerts with this man is other worldly

He will be buying merch, food, even more merch

Like where is the money coming out of?

Is scared of your dad

He in fact does not boosts your delusions

A/N

I want to say I’ve been busy, but that would be a lie 💀

Spending money on the JJK fortnite megumi skin? Who would ever do that (I did. Fourteen dollars down the drain. I don’t even know how to play fortnite on the computer)

I’m also starting college in like two weeks and the realization has started sinking in. I was thinking ‘I should fix my sleeping schedule’ (it’s almost 3 am)

[senoraackerman]

This needs more love ☹️💔

You & Geto dating HC’s

Back at it again (do I have a life? The answer is no)

WARNINGS: fluff and a mention of seggsy time (wink wink)

This man is the sweetest person alive (pretending he didn’t massacre a whole village 🥰)

Loves watching soccer matches with your family (did y’all see Miami vs FC Dallas-)

We have establish he is a club America fan(shameless promo to my Geto meeting your parents HC)

Likes cooking for you

Those meals >>>

Let’s you braid his hair

Well he lets you do anything in general to him

You take full advantage of that (pause)

When you’re on your period this man does everything in his power to make the week easier on you

Food? Got you covered

Space? He’s gone

Cramps? Heating pad on full blast

Loves tagging along to carne asadas

Aunts are gossiping

The kids are sleeping on chairs

Someone is on Facebook live

They let geto take on the grill (so hot omg)

Loves playing video games with you (and gojo also joins the voice call)

You love when he stretches in the morning and his shirt rides up a bit to reveal his ripped abs and v line (I got pregnant from writing that)

Just like my baby girl nanami, he learns Spanish for you (back again with the shameless promo of my HC’s)

This man sleeps so soundly.

Like stays in place and doesn’t budge

Heavy ass sleeper (he just like me)

Wakes up to see you sleeping on top of him

Loves fucking you while you’re asleep (with permission of course)

I feel like he enjoys salty food

(I suddenly can’t name a dish as an example)

Every two weeks on Sunday you both clean your shared apartment with Spanish music (y’all KNOW what I mean)

Likes it when you take control of a situation (do what you will with that)

Loves, loves, LOVES watching you do your skin care routine

He eventually has one of his own

He enjoys watching novelas with you (mi corazón es tuyo >>>>>>>)

Uno matches between you guys were banned (he puts a 4+ card every damn time)

You both have a pair of matching doc martens (real)

Once again, he’s so sweet (a little too sweet to strangers 🧍🏻‍♀️)

Feeds some of the cats in the apartment complex

You start a listening session on Spotify with Geto

Like you’ll be sketching in your notebook in the living room and he’ll be in your bedroom playing on his PlayStation with one earbud in listening

You both have a playlist together with your favorite songs

Will get you little knick knacks

A small porcelain tea set. It’s placed on a shelf in the living room.

A funko pop of your favorite character sits on top of your drawers

Absolutely LOVES when you comb his hair with your fingers

He can fall asleep JUST FROM THAT

moans softly as you do😏

Wakes up unexpectedly around four in the morning to see that you’re still awake playing roblox on your phone

He just squints and turns back around to sleep

Good at karaoke (he told me himself)

Loves going on late drives to get food with you (another shameless promo to you and geto in the car)

——————-

A/N

It is in fact five in the morning and I’m about to go to sleep. This post will go up later today. Goodnight.

(It is now later in the day)

Y’all already KNOW my husband choso is coming up next

Also thank you for 61 followers! ❤️

[senoraackerman]

YALL RHIS WAS WILD

[senoraackerman]

You & Geto dating HC’s

Back at it again (do I have a life? The answer is no)

WARNINGS: fluff and the tinniest bit of smut

This man is the sweetest person alive (pretending he didn’t massacre a whole village 🥰)

Loves watching soccer matches with your family (did y’all see Miami vs FC Dallas-)

We have establish he is a club America fan(shameless promo to my Geto meeting your parents HC)

Likes cooking for you

Those meals >>>

Let’s you braid his hair

Well he lets you do anything in general to him

You take full advantage of that (pause)

When you’re on your period this man does everything in his power to make the week easier on you

Food? Got you covered

Space? He’s gone

Cramps? Heating pad on full blast

Loves tagging along to carne asadas

Aunts are gossiping

The kids are sleeping on chairs

Someone is on Facebook live

They let geto take on the grill (so hot omg)

Loves playing video games with you (and gojo also joins the voice call)

You love when he stretches in the morning and his shirt rides up a bit to reveal his ripped abs and v line (I got pregnant from writing that)

Just like my baby girl nanami, he learns Spanish for you (back again with the shameless promo of my HC’s)

This man sleeps so soundly.

Like stays in place and doesn’t budge

Heavy ass sleeper (he just like me)

Wakes up to see you sleeping on top of him

Loves fucking you while you’re asleep (with permission of course)

I feel like he enjoys salty food

(I suddenly can’t name a dish as an example)

Every two weeks on Sunday you both clean your shared apartment with Spanish music (y’all KNOW what I mean)

Likes it when you take control of a situation (do what you will with that)

Loves, loves, LOVES watching you do your skin care routine

He eventually has one of his own

He enjoys watching novelas with you (mi corazón es tuyo >>>>>>>)

Uno matches between you guys were banned (he puts a 4+ card every damn time)

You both have a pair of matching doc martens (real)

Once again, he’s so sweet (a little too sweet to strangers 🧍🏻‍♀️)

Feeds some of the cats in the apartment complex

You start a listening session on Spotify with Geto

Like you’ll be sketching in your notebook in the living room and he’ll be in your bedroom playing on his PlayStation with one earbud in listening

You both have a playlist together with your favorite songs

Will get you little knick knacks

A small porcelain tea set. It’s placed on a shelf in the living room.

A funko pop of your favorite character sits on top of your drawers

Absolutely LOVES when you comb his hair with your fingers

He can fall asleep JUST FROM THAT

moans softly as you do😏

Wakes up unexpectedly around four in the morning to see that you’re still awake playing roblox on your phone

He just squints and turns back around to sleep

Good at karaoke (he told me himself)

Loves going on late drives to get food with you (another shameless promo to you and geto in the car)

——————-

A/N

It is in fact five in the morning and I’m about to go to sleep. This post will go up later today. Goodnight.

(It is now later in the day)

Y’all already KNOW my husband choso is coming up next

Also thank you for 61 followers! ❤️

[senoraackerman]

Happy 9th birthday, FNAF!!! 🎉