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[arminzblackbimbo]

good good girl

•|| connie + armin series 1᧔࿔᧓ 2𐒘𝛠 3୨୧ 4𝒢𑄺 ||•

armin alert x blackfem!reader x connie springer

tw: mdni, kinda suggestive, fluff, lots of kissing, shorty , no smut, bathing + dressing, whining + pouting, spoiling, hickies, lots of kisses and “i love you’s ”, armin brushes your teeth, “bubba” used as an endearment, and not proofread !!

“wake up sweetheart”

you’re grumbling into the silk sheets, body cuddling more into the warm bodies beside you. “ugh no, don’t want to” you mutter in your sleep, you can feel connie’s lips giving you soft kisses on the nape of your neck. cooing to you softly. you don’t deal well with being woken up early.

“come on gotta get up” they have learned to adjust to your sleepy habits. you feel your self being lifted up in strong arms wrapping around him tightly. while you whine and keep your eyes closed trying to stay sleep as long as posible. connie is pulling you against his chest trying to lure you back to dreamland.

looking down at you he giggles a little bit. he just finds you so cute, adjusting your bonnet to cover your rustled hair. he lifts your head up, holding your chubby cheekbones. “baby you up ?” he hears you make a sound that somewhat sounds like yes. happy to have you in his arms he gives you a small peck on your swollen lips. he could care less about morning breath.

he coos to you all the way to the bathroom. your face smushed in his neck shielding you from the bright lights. you despise being woken up. you love your sleep, still trying to go back to sleep until you feel you clothes being striped off you. opening your eyes groggily looking at a smiling connie.

“there goes my pretty baby” wiping the crust of your eye with his thumb before he is taking your top off leaving you naked for his eyes to feast on. holding you softly to his body, keeping the contact and giving you gentle kisses just warming you up for the day “i love you so much” he doesn’t care if he is seems lovesick. he has to much adoration for the both of you “you hear me ?”

“ ‘mm love you too” all smiles when he sets you in the tub armin has been preparing for you all. plenty of bubbles and candles that you love. taking their time to wash you up. washing every crevices, as you constantly yawn. the warm water trying to pull you back to sleep. whining and pouting on armins chest holding tight, shutting your eyes just savoring them bathing you

armin rinsing the soap off of you knowing you’re almost done in the warm water. connie washing him self behind you. feeling armin kissing your neck tenderly, “sweetheart you ready to get dressed ?” you nod slowly, starting to now be fully awake, he lifts you out the warm water. wrapping you in the warm towel. carrying you to the sink, you hold onto him tightly. “open up baby” he brushes your teeth softly, making sure to get all the plaque off each tooth. “stick out your tongue” brushing your tongue you watch him. he looks so concentrated on the task at hand “good girl, there you go”

they both love to take care of you. wanting your life easier so you have to do is look pretty and spend their money. he can’t help himself with do everything for you, he can’t let you lift a finger in his presence. feeling him smother you with kisses as soon as he sets your toothbrush down. wrapping around him again as he sits on the bed with you in his lap. connie already laid your clothes out. “bubba im still sleepy”

“i know baby, i know. i’m sorry” sitting you on the bed, you admire his towel wrapped around his form when he stands to dry you off. he disregards the towel starting at your feet on his knees, rubbing the body butter slowly into your toes, under your ankle. kisses each toe “baby i love you” he whispers sliding your socks on. he really worships you. you control him and you know it too. all three of you know it. feeling his wet lips on your calf all the way up to the crease in your thigh. continuing to moisturize your skin. sliding your underwear on kissing right on the front of them “love you so much”

sliding his hands up your plush body soothing the lotion into your breast while you still yawn. he takes his time with motion. “so pretty, my baby” laying his lips on each breast. your body calls to him like a siren. his movements not sexually but in a comforting way. he continues to dress you and kiss you. your fully dressed at this point.

connie coming to sit you between his legs on the bed his head in your neck. rubbing one hand through this buzzed head while armin starts kissing each finger “need new nails ‘min” he smiles inside, the chemicals in his brain alter when he feels you need him. need all his money out his wallet, need his touch to satisfy you. need him to cook dinner, whatever you need him to do he’ll do anything

“what else you need baby ?” you hear connie in your ear, the questions gets you excited you love every gift and thing they give you. you become addicted to their attention at this point

“need a facial and a wax” you start listing everything at the top of your head, making sure you pull him in close and look him in the eye so you can put him under the mind control you have him under “look my hair is frizzy, i need new bundles and i have to go to ulta please”

“of course, what else sweetheart ?” armin can’t help but have heart eyes right now as he ask again he needs to hear it again. needs to feel the dependence you have for him. he needs to hear it out your mouth. watch it leave you lips.

you can feel connie’s hands wrap around your waist. smelling the sweet lotion and body wash on your skin. making him groan “gonna spoil you today” connie is speaking against your skin as he bruises it sucking his lips hard. your working your magic just by doing nothing. he can feel in his bones that your going to milk his wallet dry and he wants you too

“i wanna go shopping bubba, need new heels” you wrap your hands around his neck to pull him in close as possible, still no clothes on his bare chest against your clothed body. running your hands up and down his back. stroking your nails delicately, you can see him eyeing your supple lips. “and i need a kiss”

“anything for you baby”

[jlheon]

𝓜𝐒. & 𝐌𝐑. 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 ୨୧ 𝐏𝐒𝐇

(𝓹airing) — psh x fmr ꣑୧ 𝓯renemies to lovers ; fluff, profanity, & lots of kissing (𝔀ordcount) one-thousand five-hundred forty 𝓹eng's note. these pics. #iWantThat 𝓫ookshelf

𝓼ynopsis. seeing your ex in public leads to hiding in a small photobooth with your annoying student council vice president park sunghoon

“you’re late,” sunghoon says in the most agitating voice possible as you walk through the classroom door.

“i wouldn’t be late if you did your job,” you huff, walking right up to the desk he sat at and dropping the bags of decorations you had picked up from the party supplies store.

“hey! i said i would pick those up!” he says annoyed, sifting through everything you brought.

“mrs. kim said we needed them by today! why the fuck were you just sitting around?” 

“geez, loosen up,” the boy gets up from his seat, his tall body looming over yours. “let’s just go decorate the gym.”

the two of you split up the bags of party supplies and headed towards the gym where the rest of the council and student volunteers were waiting. 

setting up for the fundraiser was easy until you and sunghoon started yelling at each other over which color streamers should be used over the doorway. 

jake had to drag you away by the shoulders to come to help him with the balloons. sunghoon felt a bitter taste when he saw jake with his arm around your shoulder but decided to ignore it. 

“hoon,” jungwon calls out. “we’re out of balloons!”

“that’s why i should have bought the decorations…” sunghoon mutters under his breath before walking up to where you and jake were giggling. 

sunghoon walks up behind you and places a hand on your shoulder. “we have to go back to the store.” he whispers in your ear. 

you freeze at his touch but nod and say goodbye to jake. he lets go of you and the two of you walk out the exit leading to the parking lot.

the two of you get into sunghoon’s car and he drives off to the mall. 

there’s an awkward silence between the both of you, which you can’t decide if you like bantering with him over it. there’s so much tension due to sunghoon’s lingering touch from earlier.

once inside the mall, you quietly walked side by side into the automatic doors. 

only a few feet from the party supplies stores you halt. spotting your ex-boyfriend and old friend seemingly on a date.

“sunghoon,” you whisper, tapping on his shoulder. “do you see what i see?”

he rolls his eyes at you finally breaking the silence but then looks up to see for himself. once he does that the two seem to have had the same idea, making eye contact with the other.

“oh shit they saw us,” he panics, grabbing your hand and pulling you into the photo booth you were conveniently standing next to.   

the photo booth is small. way too small. sunghoon is already sitting as you uncomfortably sit on the ledge with your legs peeking out from the curtain. 

“get up,” he instructs. 

“what?” you raise an eyebrow. “i’m not letting them see me again! especially not with you!”

“i meant like come here,” sunghoon grabs you and settles you on his lap, so the both of you fit into the small space.

“oh my god, what if they come over here!” you panic resting your hands on his shoulders. “this is bad! especially since i’m with you of all people-”

“with me?” sunghoon questions. 

“well, like when we were dating, he always thought you had a crush on me, which isn’t impossible! i had to keep reassuring him but he never believed me! like me and you are barely even friends-” you ramble, balling sunghoon’s shirt in your fists as you freak out. 

“woah, calm down,” he tells you, prying your hands from his uniform so you don’t wrinkle it. “it’s not like they’ll come to talk to us.”

just as the words left his mouth the sound of two sets of footsteps were picked up by your ears. you started to become overwhelmingly nervous. it was the first time seeing your ex-boyfriend since the split and the fact your childhood best friend was on a date with him. 

even if you drifted, shouldn’t she have some sense of girl code?

“you’re shaking,” sunghoon stares at you. 

“no i’m not!” you shake your head, your heartbeat being undeniably fast. “but like i haven’t had a date since him and that’s kind of sad for me-”

“i swear i saw her,” the familiar voice of your old friend says, sounding so close. “it could have been anyone though.”

“no, i saw her and that motherfucker,” your ex hisses. 

“wow, i’m ‘motherfucker’,” sunghoon whispers, rolling his eyes.

“if he made a move on her i swear.”

“hey, i have an idea,” he says in your ear. 

sunghoon reaches for his phone out of his pocket, holding you close as he leans over slightly to pay the machine for a photo. the screen activates after processing his card and he selects a random frame. 

the camera starts going and you sit confused as sunghoon starts posing. you can’t help but watch him. he always looks pretty but you must admit he knows how to pose. 

you peek over to the curtain to see two pairs of legs standing outside the photo booth. you can only assume it’s them. 

“you weren’t looking in any of them,” sunghoon recalls, pressing print on the screen. 

“oh, sorry,” you turn your attention back to him. 

“it’s fine, let's do another one,” he says nonchalantly as he pays for another photo strip.

this time sunghoon shifts in his spot, making it so that your face can be seen on the screen without having to turn you around in his lap.

you awkwardly copy sunghoon’s poses until by the second to last picture you hear him again.

“that fucker is in the photo booth,” the male voice outside says, seeing as he drops the photo strip back into where it fell from. 

“come closer,” he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear. 

“fine,” you lean onto him. “but don’t show my face too much. i’m not wearing concealer today.”

“you look just as pretty,” sunghoon leans closer so your lips barely brush the others. “maybe even prettier than usual.”

he brings his thumb to your bottom lip, gently stroking it before closing the gap. 

you hate to admit it but kissing sunghoon was everything you expected and more. you’ve caught yourself daydreaming about his lips on yours during one-on-one meetings in the conference room. when his hair is still damp from his after-shower practice and his face is still slightly flushed.

park sunghoon can make you mad, especially when he got secretary over you in freshman year. but you cannot deny that even when bitter about the council's choice you wanted to kiss that proud smile on his face. 

he made you mad when he stole your posters when you were running for secretary again the next year. but after he found you crying in the far stairwell he explained he only did that because he thinks you should run for president instead. sunghoon even pulled out another stack of flyers he made for you that he spent the whole night doing.

the sunghoon that got you both kicked out of a council meeting for arguing with each other is the same sunghoon with his lips molded perfectly against yours. 

the same boy that had you studying your ass off when class ranks came out, since he’s your only competition, is the same boy in front of you now with his lips locked on yours.

you start to feel dizzy by the decreased amount of air in your lungs by the minute but you can’t bring yourself to let go just yet. when you start seeing black specs dotting your vision you finally pull away to see a heavily panting sunghoon with a flushed face. 

“sorry,” sunghoon apologizes as he catches his breath.

your heart sinks. he only kissed you to distract you and probably so your ex will see the photos when they print.

“oh,” you fight the frown threatening to appear on your face. “it’s okay. he’s probably gone now.”

“i would have asked for your permission but you looked really stressed and i thought it would help you get your mind off your asshole ex.”

“thanks,” you say with a pout sunghoon finds adorable.

“you still seem sad,” he pokes at your sides, making you squirm in his hold. “maybe another kiss?”

“maybe,” you say shyly. 

sunghoon is out forty dollars by the time you and he are done kissing in the photo booth. he kept mindlessly swiping his card as his lips stayed on yours to prevent anyone from kicking you two out since you were there for a considerable amount of time.

you’re interrupted by sunghoon’s phone ringing profusely. 

“where are you two?” jungwon asks in a panic. “we need those balloons.”

“traffic,” sunghoon says as you plant a line of kisses down his neck, hands tangled in the hair at his nape.

“hurry up,” jungwon advises him.

you and sunghoon return to school an hour and a half after you originally left. with a bag of balloons and a stack of photo strips. most of them capturing purely just of you two making out.

when stepping foot in the gym and you go over to hand jungwon the balloons he so desperately needed. he quickly notices the matching hickeys forming on both your necks and how disheveled your uniforms and hair appear.

“traffic huh?” jungwon asks as his eyes flicker between both of you.

"lots," you nod as you walk away to help minjeong tie balloons.

[yeossemble]

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[cupcek]

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[haobae]

happy women's day to all my women... all my ladies.. all my girls... yall gorgeous yall beautiful inside and out I love you all ladies I wanna kiss you all ladies... perfect timing to come out, no?

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[littobunn]

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[kisscastellan]

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[okwonyo]

did u see buff sleeveless hoon ^^

[CLOSED]

[arminzblackbimbo]

ready or not

blackfem!reader x toji fushiguro

tw: mdni, shorty, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, and pouting of course !!

"i don't want you to wear a condom"

you pout out. your laying there naked under him, waiting for him to pleasure you but instead he is rolling a condom down his length. wasting your time

he should have know this would happen. everytime he wants to get sexual with you and be cautious you throw a fit. letting out a little laugh, giving that panty dropping smile."baby you can't feel the difference" touching your naked skin softly trying to reassure you. relax you, you get worked up over things like this. not having things how you like them.

if you want him to fuck you raw then thats what needs to be done “yes i can, i can't feel your cum with it on" looking at him with your lips poked out. it’s like your brainwashing him when he leans down to kiss those lips. he just has to sigh, you just always get your way, he has to be stern. had to put his foot down

"i don't wanna get you pregnant, we have been slipping baby" he cums in you every time. he wants the best for you always. he wants you to decide each phase of your life including children

your brains gets happy at the thought alone "i want your babies though, i wanna get pregnant" your all heart eyes looking at him. everything about him makes you tingle inside. you crave everything about him and everything he can give you

"i know sweetheart, but not right now" he runs his hand down his face. you feel like it’s perfect timing while he suggest you wait a little longer. your temper is rising the more and more you hear him talk.

your attitude consuming you " toji i don't care, it’s about what i want" you say flatly now having an attitude. closing your legs giving him no access. what you says goes. his eyebrow raising when he sees you look away from him

he roughly snatches your legs part “alright, you know what” slipping the comdom off his hard thickness “since you wanna act out” he slides in so slowly you can feel every ridge and vein pulsing. building up to pace that has you gripping the sheets

one spot in you is so tender you cry out every time “toji t-t-too much” your back raising off the bed the more he moves into you. it’s feel like he is trynna punish you with how he is thrusting

“you said you want my babies, you gotta take it” he rolls his hips slowly, grinding into you catching on your clit and that gummy spot that his tip is abusing. your nails scratching his abdomen to slow him down. putting your hand there lessen the pleasure “unt unt can’t push me out” he holds your hand, finger intertwined, something you both like do when your intimate, makes you closer.

“just giving you what you want sweetheart”

[jlheon]

𝓢𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐓 ୨୧ 𝐏𝐒𝐇

(𝓹airing) ── psh x fmr ꣑୧ 𝓬lassmates to lovers ; fluff, kissing, & nonsexual shower 𝔀ordcount ( 1600 ) 𝓹eng's note. my kiss scenes suck! they move too fast i reckon! 𝓫ookshelf

𝓼ynopsis. while patroling at night on a class field trip, you catch sunghoon swimming fully clothed past curfew

unlike the rest of your peers, you hate going on school trips, especially overnight ones.

it was tiring to patrol the hotel late at night when everyone was supposed to be in their rooms at curfew. you were exhausted from being in charge of making sure everyone had a room once arriving.

and now you had to do one extra lap around the whole building before you could knock out on your bed.

but that was just your job as class president, you loved it, but you must admit sometimes you wish your vice president was given some of your tasks.

luckily for you, as you finished your lap around the floor everyone was staying, nothing seemed out of place.

you sighed in relief as you unlocked your room with your keycard, about to fall asleep in the same clothes you arrived in due to so much fatigue until you heard a huge splash coming from your balcony.

you groan as you walk up to the curtain and push them aside, only to reveal park sunghoon fully clothed swimming around the pool.

angry and tired, you quickly slide open the glass door leading to your balcony and lean over the railing to shout. “sunghoon! get inside! curfew was an hour ago!”

the boy looks up at you on your balcony and smirks, getting further into the deep end.

he goes below the water's surface and when he emerges his hair is dripping wet. shaking the wet strands out of his face. his white shirt sticking to his skin, giving you a glimpse at his toned chest.

“park sunghoon i will come down there and drag you out myself,” you huff, glaring at him.

“i’ll be waiting,” he teases, diving back under the water.

you aggressively shut the glass door and slip your slippers back on. sprinting towards the elevator and getting down the ground level, not wanting to waste any more time that could be used for sleeping.

when you enter the lobby it’s not empty, families and couples still wandering about, but thankfully none of your classmates were up but sunghoon whom you knew of.

“how long is the pool open for?” you ask the front desk.

“for another hour,” the woman behind the desk tells you, “do you need any towels?”

“one please,” you say, watching park sunghoon swimming around from the window.

you make your way out to the pool deck after thanking the woman, pushing the door open to see his head bob up from the water to stare at you.

“i brought you a towel,” you inch closer to the pool, “go to your room.”

“that’s sweet of you ms. president,” sunghoon coos, “but i’m not done swimming yet.”

“seriously, go to bed,” you pinch the bridge of your nose in annoyance.

“the pool doesn’t close for another hour,” he reminds you, “if you join me i’ll go inside.”

“it’s cold and it’s late,” you cross your arms.

“i guess i’m not going inside then,” he shrugs, getting ready to dive under the water again.

you groan in defeat, setting the towel on the closest pool chair and slipping off your slippers. walking towards the pool stairs and dipping your toes in. cursing at the temperature, you walk a couple of steps down just so the water touches below your shorts.

“are you happy now,” you roll your eyes as his drenched figure approaches you.

“come deeper,” sunghoon extends his hand.

you reluctantly place your hand in his and let him pull you deeper into the pool. the water seeping through your thin shirt and shorts.

sunghoon notices you shivering and pulls you closer by your waist.

“can we go now?” you say quietly, placing your hands on his chest.

“you just got in,” he fakes a pout, tightening his grip on your waist so you can't retreat now.

if someone told you this morning that you would be waist-deep in the hotel pool at eleven at night hugging park sunghoon, you would have punched them in the face.

your head leaning on his shoulder as you stand in the middle of the water.

you’ve never been this close to sunghoon, though you’ve talked to him many times. he was your deskmate in freshman year in biology and you two had gotten considerably close.

though that faded when you had no classes together in sophomore and now junior year, but it’s not like you two were strangers.

but you would never expect to be practically molded to him instead of getting the well-needed rest required for the activities you and the council had planned tomorrow.

sunghoon notices the chattering of your teeth as you cling to him in search of any heat. your lips quivering as you hug him close.

“you still cold?” he softly asks, his wet hand running through your hair.

“mhm,” you hum, staring at the blue water surrounding you two.

“want me to warm you up?” sunghoon says teasingly, lifting your chin with the tip of his finger.

you tilt your head at him in confusion before he leans down and presses his lips on your cold ones.

the kiss is slow yet deep as he places a hand on your neck to tilt you at just the right angle. your hands find his nape and thread your fingers through the wet hair.

you break away to catch your breath and collect your thoughts when sunghoon gives you no time to recover.

his lips smashing against yours once again in a more passionate kiss. filled with desire as he gently nibbles on your bottom lip, silently begging for entrance.

you obliged, parting your lips so his tongue could slip inside. exploring your mouth as you stand there unmoving.

when sunghoon finally breaks free for air your cheeks are flushed and you are embarrassed by your lack of kissing experience.

“that was my first kiss,” you blurt out as sunghoon’s chest heaved up and down.

“what?” sunghoon says a little stunned, not that he’s complaining, he’s glad to be your first kiss. but how has nobody ever kissed you before?

“yeah,” you uncomfortably giggle, “sorry if i was bad or anything, you were good though!”

“you were good,” sunghoon pats your head, pecking your cheek.

you bury your head in sunghoon’s neck as your cheeks continue to heat up. he can’t help but smile to himself at your adorable antics.

a minute later one of the hotel staff walks out to inform you two that the pool is now closed. sunghoon splashes you as you run away from him to exit the pool. wrapping yourself in the towel you had brought.

“i only brought one towel.”

sunghoon chuckles before unwrapping the fabric from around you and fixing it to cover both of your cold bodies.

you both rush into the elevator, pressing the button to your floor. sunghoon walks you to your room before kissing you goodnight.

though minutes later when you’re sat on your floor trying to process whatever just happened, there’s a knock at your door.

sunghoon is back with his phone and a change of clothes, still dripping onto your carpet.

“sunghoon?” you look at him confused.

“thought we could spend some more time together.”

you find yourself under the warm shower head with sunghoon behind you, gently shampooing your hair.

your drenched clothes are now laid on your balcony to dry.

the warm water hits your back as you wash his hair. steam engulfs the whole bathroom, fogging up the glass door, and the mirror.

the body wash you both lather on diminishing the scent of chlorine that followed you from the pool now replaced with strawberry and coconut.

it’s weird to think you and sunghoon are in such an intimate position after not talking for nearly a year and a half but it feels right.

the way he kisses you between rinsing his body makes an uncontrollable amount of butterflies erupt in your stomach.

you both get out of the shower, sunghoon shaking his hair like a wet dog, droplets of water hitting your face.

sunghoon gets changed into the clothes he brought from his room while you find something to wear in your suitcase.

he brushed your hair and blow-dried it for you as you did your skincare in the bathroom mirror. you spin around to apply some of your moisturizer to his pretty face.

you both finally crash onto your bed at a quarter to one in the morning. a time not ideal for your set alarm of six that will go off in a mere five hours. but that doesn’t seem to matter to you when you have your head rested on park sunghoon’s chest as his arms are around you, lips brushing against yours in one final kiss before the both of you fall into a deep sleep.

in the morning you realize you’ve hit snooze too many times when there's a loud pattern of knocks on your door. startling both you and sunghoon.

you instruct sunghoon to stay in bed while you answer the door.

your annoyed vice president is the one outside your door, storming past you and into your room only to notice sunghoon asleep on your bed.

“you spent the night with sunghoon?” jungwon gasps.

“shut up!” you shove him, “he’s still sleeping!”

“well, you need to get him back to his room before we head out to the city,” jungwon argues.

“oh my god! can you just cover for me for once?” you plead with the underclassmen, “just give me like an extra hour of sleep and we’ll meet you there!”

“fine, but if mrs. kim catches sunghoon in your room it’s all on you,” jungwon sighs, exiting your hotel room.

you let out a breath of relief as you climb back into bed with sunghoon. setting another alarm before slipping under the duvet and back into his strong arms.

you pray that nobody notices the two of you showing up late to the café for breakfast at the same time, with park sunghoon smelling like your signature scent of strawberries and coconut.

[sweetlurr]

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[limerlove]

RAYRAY THIS COLOR COMBOOOOOO it's giving cunt it's giving gradient it's giving blue raspberry lemon MM MM MM IM EATING IT UPPPP ugh your themes are so cool every time...like have the crown rn 👑

HEHEHEHEHEHE THANK U PLUBOOBEAR omg blue raspberry lemon someone make it a smoothie stat! thank u thank u i try….sometimes we are successful! sometimes we are questionable! and i just peeped your current theme and its so cool! i love when people have a theme in their pinned, i am so mesmerized constantly when people make it into a bakery, cafe, or something to match their theme etc. bro im gonna eat it up everytime. REGARDLESS. pluray is serving chat. catch up if you can. and THE GREEEENNNNNN OUR FAVORITEEEEEE ♡ the howdy too i love a cuntry slay! okay let me shut the trap now im yappin tew much.

[cubtales]

cub nite ! ! (๑ ᴖ ᴑ ᴖ ๑)

[s3xless4ngelandsc4rs]