#hehehe i lov them so much

[averagegtenjoyer]

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IM DOING SHARETOBER!!

Id LOVE to draw YOUR g/t characters for gtober!

(Of course if i get any)

Dont ask why im doing this halfway through btw,,

If you want me to draw your ocs make sure you reblog this post with a ref sheet or drawing of them !! !

[miles-is-weird]

Some art and doodles that I’ve yet to post here :3

[thetreefairy]

First sleepover

Warnings: mentions of isolation, reader is oblivious to who the LOV are. Drinking, smoking. Taglist @slasherscrybaby @yandere-city Words: 951 p.2 had to re-publish this due to massive spelling mistakes, hope you guys like it,

But Tomu-Tomu will take Reader away from them.

“Bye~ I’ll be meeting up with Tomu-Tomu and his friends!” Reader shouted as they put their shoes on, they were going to get drinks with Tomu-Tomu and 2 of his friends. “Make sure to bring your self-defense kit!” Shota shouted, Hizashi rushing towards Reader with the self-defense kit. “Call us if you are in danger, alright?”

“Of course, pa, I will be home before 12 and I won’t drink too much.” Reader kisses Hizashi's cheek and waves as they leave the house. Reader sends a text to Tomu-Tomu.

player two to Tomu-Tomu: Can you send me the addresses, Tomu?

tomu-Tomu to player two: {insert random address} it’s a bit difficult to find, I will be at the start of {random street that is close by}

Player two to Tomu-Tomu: Thank youuu, I am so excited to meet your friends :D

Tomu-tomu to Player two: They are excited to meet you too, do mind Toga however, she is obsessed with blood due to her quirk.

player two to Tomu-tomu: :00, that's so interesting, I can see you. hehehe imma scare you : )

Tomu-tomu to player two: If you want to scare someone you shouldn’t, you know tell them.

Tomura chuckled as he re-read Reader's message, he had seen them himself. But with how cute they are, he couldn’t help but pretend to be scared when Reader hugged him from behind. “So scary~!” He said in a teasing tone. “Almost as scary as you trying to trash talk in Valaront.”

“Hey!” Reader shouted, realizing that he’s making fun of them. “I was really trying, but my little sister was in the same room!”

“Excuses, excuses.” He grinned as he ruffled their hair. At first Tomura wanted to use you, but after just a week of playing video games together he had grown fond of you. His master, AFO, likes you as well and his anger issues have died down now. “Now come on, before the burned bitch is going to call us and complain.”

"Burned bitch?” Reader asked with a curious tone as they started walking to Tomura’s hideout home. “Yeah, my friend has a lot of burns because of his quirk.” He said casually. “Look, we are here.”

When they got inside, a girl immediately hugged Reader. “Is this your friend Shiggy? They are so pretty!” Reader instinctively petted her hair. “Can I drink your blood, pretty please?” the blonde girl asked, drawing out the e of ‘please’. 

“Maybe you should introduce yourself first, Toga.” A man with burn scars asked as he smoked. "Yeah! Nuh uh! Don’t tell them our names!”

“Jin, do me a favor and tone your other side down, I already have a headache.” the lizard type a guy hissed. “You can call me spinner.”

“Hello everyone, I am Reader.” After the introductions and small talk they started to play games. “My god, how did that crispy bitch pull you?” Dabi chuckled out drunkenly. Toga was drinking Reader’s blood happily but that comment made her gasp. “Shiggy and Reader are dating?!”

Tomura looked like he was about to burst and was red. “No no no, we are besties.” Reader chuckled, they were a bit tipsy. “But I do think he’s pretty.” Reader tried to whisper into Toga’s ear making her chuckle. Tomura had heard this and his brain isn’t braining right now. Reader then got a call from Hizashi.

"Papa!" Reader greeted him happily.

 ‘You forgot the time didn’t you?’ His voice sounded amused, but a bit strict as well. This caused Reader to gulp, they truly had forgotten the time! How stupid of them.

“Ah yes, I did, I am sorry but everyone is just so fun! I can go home right now.”

Tomura pushed a bag of blood towards Toga and whispered in her ear to pretend to be his girlfriend. When Toga transformed she said: “N/n, can I talk to your dad?”

“Ah, papa, Tomu’s girlfriend wants to talk to you, is that okay?”

‘That would be wonderful.’

“Hi, sir, I am Lily,”

‘Hi Lily, it’s nice to finally picture a voice by the person.’

“I was wondering if Reader could perhaps stay over at my house, I would feel awful if they had to go home this late.” Toga lied smoothly and before Reader could interrupt Tomura placed his hand over their mouth. Kissing their cheek when he saw their terrified expression. 

“Don’t worry, you won’t get isolated.” He whispered in their ear. He had told the league about the heroes' strange punishments towards their oldest child, so none of them were surprised at his words. 

Toga gave back the phone and winked at Reader.

‘Tomu’s girlfriend is such a lovely girl’ Hizashi told Reader. ‘Your dad and I agreed that you can stay over just this once.’

“Thank you! Thank you so much!” Reader happily squealed.

‘Just make sure that you are home before Hitoshi returns from the class trip.’

“So at 4 pm I have to be home.” Reader asked to make sure.

‘Yes, and make sure to not tell Hitoshi, as you know he heavily disapproves of sleepovers.’

“I won’t, talk to you later and goodnight, pa.”

‘Talk to you later and sleep well, dear.’

When Reader hung up she looked at her new found friends. “Well I guess I am staying here.”

“Yay!” Toga shouted happily.

“You should sleep in handy man’s room.” Dabi said with a smirk.

“Sure!” Reader agreed, Tomura looked at Dabi, annoyed.

‘What if I talk in my sleep?’ He thinks. ‘What if they hear my thoughts about them?’

And that was exactly Dabi’s plan, and hopefully make Reader hate heroes, but that might be a long shot.

[didderd-reblogs]

*rolling around* hehehehe. i lov it

>:O i'll have more kelek shit here soon bc mans rotting my brain

[honkytonk-hangman]

Afterburn – Equilibrium

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x OC/Reader

Masterlist

Summary: “Bob and I are worried about you,” Phoenix says. "I'm fine," Jake snorts dismissively, as if he were amused by her concern. “S’that why you’re avoiding Teddy?” She takes the more direct approach this time, and watches again as Hangman freezes. This time when he looks back at her, his face is stony, and he’s glaring darkly, genuinely. “Mind your own business, Phoenix.” He spits, the venomousness nearly making her flinch.

Warnings: language, references to sex, hangman having anxiety, mentions and discussions of an aviation crash and the trauma around it.

Notes: this has taken so long but its here! thank you so much to anybody still reading and to @ussgallifrey AND @rolycolysficrecs for the emotional support heheh lov u both <3

Masterlist

Phoenix almost pity’s how hard Hangman jumps when she slams his locker door closed, bringing them face to face in the deserted men’s shower room.

“Trace!” Hangman hisses, surprised. “What the hell?”  His voice is tight and defensive, a pinched glare pulled across his features.

Phoenix knows she hasn’t always had the best relationship with Hangman, but even now that they were certifiably friends, it wasn’t really like her other friendship’s. They’d fight and bicker and most of their interactions were based upon sarcasm and snark, and yet, she could never deny that she liked the man.

She could also never deny that he was pretty. Not only did he take care of his appearance, even more so than the average Navy man, Jake was blessed with those natural ‘good-genes’ people always referred to when they’re talking about some otherworldly supermodel or the like. Phoenix has never, not even once, seen the man looking anything less than Ken Doll perfection.

At least, that had been the case right up until two weeks ago.

At first Phoenix had questioned her own memory. It had been eighteen months since the Uranium Facility mission, since Dagger was unofficially disbanded. They had stuck together for a while, but inevitably, they’d all had to return to their Squadrons, with a few exceptions, such as Bob transferring to the Black Aces to continue flying as her backseater. Now, with discussions of solidifying Dagger as a true and proper Squadron taking place, Phoenix and Bob had rolled back into town two weeks ago, at the request of Admiral Simpson. She’d been somewhat excited to learn Hangman was around too, only dampened when she’d found out why.

Medical leave, he’d grunted shortly.

Had needed to punch out, he’d admitted eventually, sustained minor injuries in the landing.

Now they were just keeping him for observation. It just so happened to coincide with the upcoming talks about Dagger Squad.

Despite this, Phoenix didn’t feel as though either his accident or his medical leave explained well enough why, for the past two weeks, Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin, Ken Doll Perfection Incarnate, looked the worst she’d ever seen him.

Even though she knows that the universally unflattering locker room down-lighting isn’t doing him any favours, Phoenix would bet money that out in the light of day he didn’t look any better. His normally gold-tan skin had turned sallow and flat, and instead of straight back and proudly squared, his shoulders seemed to be perpetually hunched. Even his eyes were duller, bloodshot and lacking in their usual brightness.

However, the final straw had come today when Bob returned from his lunch with Teddy, wide-eyed and almost childlike in how he’s searched for Phoenix, not only to confide in her, but in the knowledge, she would know what to do. While they’d both assumed Hangman was keeping it lowkey due to his medical leave, that was apparently not at all the case.

Seemingly, Hangman had been present on North Island for two weeks and was yet to inform Teddy.

“What are you doing here? How did you even get in?!” Hangman scolds, quickly trying to hide his fright with anger, and he roughly forces his locker door back open again. Phoenix uses his forcefulness so that it’s pushed completely flat, making it impossible to ignore her now.

“Bob and I are worried about you,” she tells him, surprised by the honestly of the words that leave her mouth, but chooses to stand by them, straightening her shoulders and watching measuredly the way his movements stutter and pause almost imperceptibly, before he shifts his gaze toward her with a roll of his eyes.

“I’m fine.” he says dismissively, as if he were humoured by her concern, but she notes that his voice is quieter now, softer. Phoenix isn’t willing to let him off yet, oh no, she’d only just begun, so she crosses her arms over her chest and lifts her chin challengingly.

“S’that why you’re avoiding Teddy?” She takes the more direct approach this time, and watches again as Hangman freezes. This time when he looks back at her, his face is stony, and he’s glaring darkly, genuinely.

“Mind your own business, Phoenix.” He spits, the venomousness nearly making her flinch, but she stands her ground, uncrosses her arms, then puts them on her hips.

“You look like shit, Jake.” she tells him, making his glare deepen, but she continues. “It’s clear you’re not sleeping well, if at all… If you haven’t been doing great since you punched out, she would understand more than anyone else,” Phoenix gets a little more frantic as she goes on, letting out the barrage quickly, not giving him the chance to cut her off.

“Why are you avoiding Teddy, Bagman?”

Jake huffs in annoyance and tries to close his locker door, but only enough to petulantly block her from his line of sight, but she catches it and for several moments they struggle like children. In the end, Phoenix’s fingers slip just as Hangman seems to have had enough of her questioning, and he slams the door shut even harder than Phoenix had when she’d first startled him.

“Because I’m not having nightmares about my accident!” he exclaims angrily, almost yelling.

For a few seconds the pair can only glare at one another in the now silent locker room.

Eventually, Jake rubs a hand over his face, and all but collapses onto the bench. Phoenix steps forward, and hesitates before she crouches down in front of him, and waits.

“I was there, Nat. I was there.”

Phoenix blinks, and frowns, leaning in to place a hand on Hangman’s arm.

“Where, Jake? What are you talking about?” She hates being so clueless, but it doesn’t last long.  Jake lifts his head heavily to look her in the eye.

He looks wrecked.

“I was there the day Teddy crashed. The Vigilantes came in as backup, her Squadron was overrun.” He swallows thickly. “I heard everything on the radio. I watched her go down,” he pauses again, grinding his teeth together as if deciding whether to continue. When he meets her eyes again, she can see that he’s anxious, uncertain, and it’s such a foreign look on him, for several seconds Phoenix forgets she’s talking to Hangman.

“I nailed the bandit that hit her,” he confesses at last, as if she was his priest, his voice hurried but resigned, like he was expecting her to punish him.

Phoenix blinks. She can’t help the shock that flickers over her face in the moments after she processes what he’s told her. She had long been aware of Hangman’s first confirmed aviator kill, if she’s honest she’d always been a little jealous of that particular notch in his belt, but his new context makes her envy feel childish and petty.

It occurs to Phoenix suddenly, that she can’t bring to mind a time that he’d ever spoken about his medal, or the circumstances surrounding it at all without it being brought up to him first. Even when she’d introduced him to Payback and Fanboy all those months ago at the Hard Deck, he’d deflected immediately, not even biting when they poked fun at him, his only direct response being to tell her to ‘stop’.

“Does– does Teddy know?” Phoenix tries not to let her shock clear; it was obvious to her that this was not something that he’d ever revealed to anybody else, nor did it seem like he had planned to. Jake’s lips pull down in the corners, and he looks to the floor between his feet.

“No.” His voice sounds thick, but then he’s blinking back at her, frowning slightly as he speaks. “She doesn’t talk about it with me, I’m not sure she talks about it with anyone…” Hangman once more speaks slow and carefully, like he’s not sure he should be telling her. He lets the words hang between them for a moment before he shifts his focus back to stare at her face, pursing his lips. “I’m pretty sure she’s never even read any of the final reports about the engagement.”

“Why…” Phoenix starts but trails off when she can’t decide which of the many questions racing through her mind to ask first. Hangman watches her as she gathers herself, his face slightly guarded now, like he was waiting for her to turn against him. Phoenix will be the first to admit even now their friendship could be difficult, like that of siblings more than friends, but she finds herself more than a little disquieted that he clearly expected her to think less of him, either for keeping the truth from Teddy, or for the way it had clearly affected him.

Phoenix adjusts her footing, before curling her hands gently, but firmly, around his own. She’s not even sure that he’s aware that he’s been wringing them for the past five minutes, as he spoke but her unexpected touch brings a stop to it. Phoenix is pleased that the action appears to ground him somewhat, and she waits to have his attention again before speaking. His eyes cut briefly down to her hands over his, then back to her face almost expectantly, though his expression isn’t entirely decipherable.

“Why now?” Phoenix asks carefully, doing her best to keep any accusation from her voice. Hangman frowns, looking away from her as though he couldn’t think and watch her at the same time. Phoenix clears her throat and amends herself quickly.

“Why is this weighing you down now? What’s changed?”

The beat of silence that passes is damn-near tangible, the air around them turning thick, and even just breathing felt like trying to wade through water while still fully clothed.

“Because I’m going to be fine,” Hangman states bluntly, staring Phoenix down now. “I’m going to walk outta here in a week’s time, fly back to my stationing on the carrier, and Teddy never will.”

It wasn’t as though Phoenix isn’t aware of that fact. Sometimes she felt all too aware of it, the knowledge weighing on her like it had clearly been weighing on Hangman. She supposes the only difference was that Hangman wasn’t used to feeling that weight, that guilt. From day one he never had any problem treating Teddy as though she wasn’t chronically sick, as though her life and career hadn’t been sent veering off course, despite the positives that had been born from the circumstances.

In the space left behind by his seeming lack of sensitivity, Phoenix realises a far fonder friendship than she’d first realised had been able to grow. She knew they were close, even though his behaviour often made it seem as though he couldn’t care less, Hangman was not a man who did anything by halves.

He either cared about you, or he didn’t.

Phoenix quickly makes the decision to tuck this information away, to interrogate them both later, after she’s debriefed with Bob of course. For now, she simply lets her understanding play out clear across her face, dissolving his matter-of-fact detachment by simply not playing into his hand. He was likely expecting her to finally turn stern with him, in a friendly manner, but with the knowledge she was now beginning to unpick in her mind, Phoenix can’t bring herself to do it.

No, she and Hangman may not have been the best of pals, but they were friends, and Natasha Trace was loyal to her friends, so, with him clutching her hands like she was the only thing currently tethering him to sanity, Phoenix gives him the only advice she knows will help him.

“Jake! Oh my god!” you exclaim happily, shooting up from your desk at the sight of the blond in your office doorway. You move quickly around to meet him in the middle, but stop suddenly when you realise you aren’t exactly sure how you should greet him. Was a kiss too much? A hug? You hadn’t really had the opportunity to talk much since his deployment, and even less recently.

Actually, it had started weighing on you. Where he once seemed to make every effort to reply to your messages or emails, in the past month or so, his responses had seemed short, or they hadn’t come at all. You told yourself not to think too hard about it, afterall, you knew exactly how busy and how tiring his job could be, you’d done it once yourself, but no matter how many times you accrued yourself everything was fine, you hadn’t been able to shake the strange feeling of coldness between you.

His appearance in your office doesn’t do anything to change that. For one, he doesn’t move to enter, he simply lingers by the door, his smile tight, and his eyes tired.

“How you doing, Teddy?” he asks, though it seems flat, exhausted, and it’s this response that makes you falter in your step. He notices, of course he does, he always seems to notice everything about you, and drops his gaze, but that doesn’t stop you from being able to take him in with a renewed intensity.

You realise you’ve never seen him look this wrecked before. Not even that night when he showed up at your door and asked you to let him in, not even the morning after, with his hair all messed up and his eyes blinking tiredly at you from your pillow.

Immediately your face drops along with your stomach, but you force yourself to breathe evenly, and take half a step forward.

“What’s wrong?” you ask, fearing the answer, but needing him to say it anyway, if it had caused him this much distress. At the end of the day, you cared about Jake plain and simple. It would hurt if he decided to go back to being friends, but you would be able to deal with it just fine. To ring the old cliche, you would rather have him as a friend than to not have him at all.

Jake blinks at you, and seems to snap out of his dazed reverie. You’re not sure if he’d heard your previous question, or if he just didn't know how to answer yet, so you try again.

“I didn’t know you were scheduled to come back to North Island,” you start. You watch him swallow, and nod, but he meets your eyes again at least.

“I wasn’t,” he tells you, shifting his stance slightly.

You stare at one another, and it's almost as though he’s testing you, waiting to see how much you’ll push him, if you’ll call him out.

“Well, how long are you back for?” you ignore his sharp gaze, and press on, trying as best you can to at least hold a normal conversation with him before things go pear shaped eventually. Seemingly frustrated by your avoidance, Jake’s jaw ticks, and he briefly looks away from you. Normally you wouldn’t mind pushing him, clearly he was asking for it, but perhaps he didn’t understand how much this conversation would affect you, why you had to avoid it.

“I’ve been back for two weeks,” he speaks at last, waiting until he’s spoken to look back at you. The words hit you harder than whatever you’d expected him to say next, and you’re utterly blindsided by the punch of hurt that winds you.

“Oh.” you breathe quietly, unable to stop the slight crumple of your features at the thought.

Jake, who hadn’t left you alone since he’d met you, Jake who seemed to thrive on your annoyed energy, Jake who had turned up at your house after finding out his next deployment and had begged to be let in, that same Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin had been on North Island for two weeks and hadn’t told you.

Unable to school your face any longer, you turn away from him entirely, willing every fibre of your being to hold it together. Behind you, you hear him sigh frustratedly, though, it doesn’t seem directed at you this time. You hear the familiar sounds of your office door being gently closed, the lock turning, shutting you in.

“I’m sorry, Teddy, I’m sorry, please look at me…” Jake’s voice isn’t hard now, it’s soft and pleading in the same way he’d been on your doorstep all those months ago. You can’t bring yourself to turn, but before you can do much else, you feel his presence behind you, and his hand gently on your shoulder, and it's ridiculous how even despite what he’s just told you, how much comfort this one action lends you anyway.

“Teo? Please, I’m sorry.”

You snap to look at him at the use of the private nickname, something nobody called you anymore, nobody even knew to call you, except him. It stokes the fire of anger inside you at his audacity, and you’re ready to tear into him, but you’re caught, stopped by the expression on his face, and how up close, he looks even worse than he had from several feet away.

“I– I should have told you but I–” he cuts himself off, and drops his hand from your shoulder, but he doesn’t break your eye contact. You can see his mind working, see him trying to figure something out, and you almost want to spit that he’d had two weeks already to figure it out, but you don’t.

At last, he opens his mouth again, but once more, his words are not what you expect.

“I was there the day you punched out.”

At first his words don’t even seem real to you, like a wild hallucination. Subtly, you even check your own pulse, just to make sure you hadn’t actually passed out already and were imagining things. It sinks in then, with the grave expression on his face, and just how messed up he really looked, that there was no way he wasn’t serious, not to mention this is not something you would ever conjure of your own volition.

“What?” your voice sounds angrier than you mean it too, but you’re too far gone to control yourself.

“My squadron was the one who flew in to provide backup for Samurai, I was there– I– I–” Jake stops and gathers himself. When he sinks into one of the chairs opposite your desk, you don’t follow, unable to move even a muscle as you listen to him. Unlike you, he seems more put together now, recounting these details, he folds his hands together in his lap and looks up at you, expression now unreadable.

“I heard you on the radio, I saw you losing altitude, and I– I never used to think about it much, even after we became friends–”

“–Your first confirmed pilot kill, that was one of the bandits who winged me, wasn’t it?” you cut him off, your mind working overtime, both recollecting that day from your own memory, and imagining what it must have been like in his. Jake nods slowly, eyes never leaving you.

You let out a strangled laugh, but it's entirely mirthless.

“I had to punch out two weeks ago,” Jake tells you then, and it almost overshadows your rising panic at the situation at hand.

“What? Why? Are you alright?!” you don’t catch yourself in time to stop the words from leaving your mouth. Jake smiles, and you think it's a little odd that it seems genuine. You follow his movements closely as he reaches out and takes one of the hands hanging limply at your side, your stomach and heart competing for synchronised diving when his thumb brushes up against the underside of your wrist, your pulse thrumming quickly against the pad of his finger.

A beat later, and all it takes is a single tug for you to fall into the seat opposite him, your hand still held tightly in his own.

“I’m fine. A few bumps, but I’m alright.

The way he says it, everything suddenly clicks for you then, and realise what this whole song and dance has been about. With a deep breath, you let yourself push aside the million questions you have regarding this new information, putting away the embarrassment you felt for now. With your free hand, you shakily point to your desk and clear your throat.

“Can you please get me my medication?” you ask. Jake is on his feet immediately, rounding your desk and pulling open your second draw. You want to question him about how he knows where you keep your box of many meds, but figure you can ask later.

“Just the inhaler, please,” you instruct when he looks back up at you for directions,  and soon enough he’s seated beside you again, reluctantly releasing your hand so you can take your medicine properly.

Right away your airways relx, and you let out a steady breath, before finally turning to look back at Jake.

“You know, most people have anxiety about their own crashes, right?” you’re pleased that your voice sounds more casual, the humour dry and almost reflexively you see Jake’s shoulders slump. You reach out and take his hands again, squeezing them.

“Jake, you don’t need to feel bad for walking away scot-free. I can’t tell you how glad I am that you did.”

Jake’s fingers tighten around yours and he leans forward slightly, as if physically weighed down by his guilt.

“I can’t stop thinking about it,” he admits quietly, but confidently in a way that tells you he’s being as honest as possible.

“Do you feel better now you’ve told me?” you ask him, rubbing your thumb back and forth soothingly over his hand, making him squeeze your fingers again.

“Yes. I’m sorry–”

“–Thank you.” you cut him off, and he blinks at you, before shutting his mouth, as if your forgiveness is the one option he hadn’t even considered.

“Is this really why you’ve been avoiding me for two weeks?” you ask then, and he snaps out of his thoughts and leans back in his seat, rubbing at his neck awkwardly.

“Nat cornered me, kicked my ass until I told her I’d come talk to you… Like a damn piledriver, that woman…” he says, sounding too fond for his grumbling to mean anything. You chortle, and don’t even think about bringing the back of his hand to your lips.

“I just feel bad you’ve been slumming it on base for two weeks while on medical leave,” you tease. “You must have been feeling pretty bad if you preferred to sleep on the shitty cots on base than at mine,” you shake your head, and Jake pulls a face somewhere between a smile and a pout.

“I know, it’s been torture of the worst degree. The real reason I haven’t been sleeping.” he ruefully admints, though you know it’s pure bull.

Shaking your head, you stand, and tug your hand from his as you round your desk once more. You replace your medication in your draw, and dig your keys out of your purse, tossing them quickly across the gap. Jake catches them, of course, sleep or no sleep, his reflexes were still some of the best in the world, and without a word, he too stands.

"Go home and get some sleep, honey, we'll talk more later." you tell him softly. You expect him to nod, maybe wink, and say his goodbyes, but instead, he steps around your desk and leans down, balancing on the edge of it with one hand. The other hand he lifts to catch you by the chin, and you aren’t sure why, but it takes you completely by surprise when he crushes his lips to yours passionately.

He swallows your little gasp with a smile against your mouth, and what you’d expected to be heavy turns softer and sweet, and all too soon he’s pulling away, and placing a kiss to your forehead. Then, he leans back to look down at you, shit eating grin on his face, and you realise you’d been too distracted by his tongue on yours to notice he’d opened your second drawer again.

With your own quick reflexes, you’re able to catch the object he tosses at you as he finally steps away, and you look down at it, feeling an all-too-familiar annoyance begin to bubble inside you.

Jake nods at your inhaler, still smirking, and opens your office door.

“Go ahead and keep that on you, sweetheart, you’re gonna need it,”

[hanafubukki]

Hello hello I just saw that you answered my ask about royalty!Yuu x Lilia (I was distracted by fields of mistria and delico's nursery) and I'm surprised that not only you but a lot of other people liked it 🥹

I saw someone talking in the tags and wanna add on some extra stuff:

-Even if Malmal becomes king Lilia still outranks him because Lilia is now emperor consort akskshddhsjn

-Yuu's world has magic, the magic however relies less on tools and more on biology and training (sorta like bending in avatar) it also has magical creatures (dragons, kelpies,harpies,etc)

-Succession depends on if the young monarch is capable of taming said creatures or not, if they pass the test only then can they start taking classes for subjects that will help them run the empire

-The moment the worlds merged all Yuu's friends started interrogating them about their past and status and Yuu is looking at them like that one hamster meme with the sad violin

"you've been royalty this whole time and never made a fuss about the way you're being treated in that dorm?"

"I didn't think it'd matter since this is a different world 🥺"

-I HC that since the world of twst has many monarchies and a nobility system it also has special laws for how students with royal status must be treated to enable both respect and neutrality

-The moment Yuu's status was publicly shared both sides of the the worlds went insane because on Yuu's side it was believed that Yuu, the people's monarch, was kidnapped but now there's an announcement for their upcoming engagement????? That will be followed by a wedding then coronation???? And on the twst side there's this new empire that has tamed dragons and other beasts that LITERALLY CAME OUT OF NOWHERE and has foreign magic right next door, but don't worry because apparently the monarch is going to marry some Fae???? so everything is fine

"there goes my freedom.."

"Dude- uh.. your highness, with all due respect, shouldn't you worry more about your side starting a war if you don't set the record straight? They seem very on edge."

"It's fine just call me Yuu as you always have, Ace. No there won't be a war, I already sent a message so a small delegation will arrive and I'll explain to them"

"does that mean we won't see you anymore?"

"of course not Deuce, I'll still be here and I'll fight to finish my studies... I just need to prepare what I'll tell them. I can't let them know about- oh my goodness! Lilia! I can never let them know about him as is!"

"why not?"

"From what I've seen this world believes in true love... My family does not and never will. Lilia could make a good marriage candidate because he's a retired general, but I can never let them know that he courted me. My family holds the sentiment that love clouds judgement and if you try to rule your empire with rose tinted glasses you'll be blind to any faults your partner would make at the expense of the people."

"I see, then Ace and I as well as our friends can help you guys out! We'll relay they message to Cater so he can tell Lilia and be on watch for any posts that could out you guys. You can count on us!"

"You guys would do that? Thank you so much. We just have to keep it up until the wedding because royal marriages are difficult to annul so it can't be contested, And seeing how I'm drowning in letters, they probably will speed through the wedding to get to the coronation "

"we'll let them know"

"wait if you guys got married does that make silver a prince?"

"Ace!"

"okay okay! I'm coming! Yeesh"

"Can't believe you're relying on those idiots"

"Be nice Grim. If they do as they say you'll be the ring bearer aaand you'll have more tuna than you could ever dream of"

"oooh I'm sold! Wait if I'm the ring guy then who's the flower person?"

"that'll be Sebek"

"oh you're mean hehehe"

Aaaaa this was an ooc mess but I really wanted to infodump

[referring to this ask]

Hello Empress Anonie 💚🌺💕

I'm happy many other's enjoyed your ask 💕💚 It's so cute. Also, Yessss another one who love's Delico Nursery 🥰💕 I haven't played fields of mistra but have friends who love it.

Going to call you empress anonie 💕💚

Yuu: My status means nothing, treat me the same.

Also Yuu: Shit, my love life needs to be a secret.

😂😂😂 Sebek is the flower boy is so cute. I can imagine him not knowing how to treat yuu either after the revelation too.

Silver is a prince....well, everyone thought he was always princely lolol

[evolnoomym]

hello hello hello!

💌 birthday bash ask here for you. so, you requested one of each so, I’ve linked them 🌝 hehehe.

which pedro boy would you ask to make you a birthday cake, what flavour and how well would they do? (any images in mind, is appreciated)

now, when it comes to the clean up, do you help? does things get messy, and if there’s frosting, where oh where are you eating that off their body or equally yours.

hehehe, lots of love @undercoverpena aka birthday jo

I’ve finally gotten around to answering so here we go :

I would of course ask my favorite Joel Miller to bake me a birthday cake 🎂

In my opinion Joel’s not the most advanced baker, sure he can cook me a good meal but baking is not for him. However for me he’ll try his best. Since he knows which cakes I like he picks the one he can’t fuck up too bad, a simple chocolate cake and after going over the recipe a million times (and even considering to ask Maria for help) he completely, on his own, without too many problems bakes the cake.

His decorating skills are also not too great but he doesn’t let that discourage him. Once the cake has cooled down he smears Vanilla cream cheese frosting allllllll over it and then with light pink frosting writes a sweet message on the cake. Here I present the end product to you 😅🩷

Now we get to the second part :

It’s close to 8pm when you get home from spending all day with your girlfriends celebrating your birthday. Those lunatics practically kidnapped you earlier, dragging you from one activity to the next and all that was partially a ploy so your wonderful boyfriend Joel Miller could have enough time to bake you a cake.

He put so much sweat, energy and love in to baking you that much loved chocolate cake you swoon about every time Maria decided to make it for party’s. He got the recipe earlier in the week and spend almost every day studying the instructions as if it was the most important test of his life. Which, let’s be real, it was. Joel was nervous about your reaction to the finished creation, but if this present flops he has one other option, something you too love devouring as if it’s your last meal.

When Joel hears the car of your friends screech to a stop outside, he starts to get really nervous. The seconds before you enter the house feel like hours. He wipes his clammy hands on the jeans fabric of his pants just as you enter the kitchen.

“Hiiiii Baby wha-….” You don’t get to finish the sentence instead you kinda gasp like a fish out of water. Your eyes frantically scan the kitchen from top to bottom.

“Oh my god, Joel….What did you do to the kitchen?” Before you even have the chance to freak out about the state of the kitchen, he tugs you out of said one and pushes you towards the dining room table, where his masterpiece was sitting waiting for you, the birthday girl, to come home.

Immediately the emotions switch from being upset at the mess to sheer overwhelming joy. Not once before did a partner ever did something so sweet and mindful for you. Joel and you have only been dating for 6 months and this is the first birthday you spend together. Clearly he wanted to make it a memorable day.

Joel stands by your side fishing out a lighter from his pockets to light the single candle resting in the upper half of the cake.

Once he does that he leans in close to whisper “It’s Maria’s recipe, the chocolate cake ya love so much. Happy birthday sweet girl” pressing a kiss on your cheek.

“Joel this-….this is way too much I lov-“ you scrunch up your eyebrows and tilt your head away from Joel’s. Then after a moment you turn to look him in the eyes. “Did you really write that on my birthday cake?” Pointing a finger toward the pink letters. Seems you did not read what was written on it before, due to being so stunned by the gesture. “Well it’s true, you do make me smile and superrrrr horny. I mean look at ya sweetheart how could I not write that.” He’s nervous until the angelic sounding giggling from your lips makes him return his eyes to your face, which now looks quite amused. “Ah very funny, ya lucky it’s your birthday today otherwise I’d have to punish you for being a lil bratty girl huh?” That send a shiver up your spine, Joel knew exactly what that sentence combined with his deep Texas drawl would do to you.

“Hmmmm let’s see, how bout that, huh?” You swipe one finger through the white frosting Joel seemed to have spread on the cake and wipe that on the top of his prominent nose. You were so quick that he couldn’t even react fast enough. “Ohohhhh Baby ya did not just do that, did ya?” You could tell he slowly got more riled up. “Don’t worry Daddy I’ll clean my mess up.” With that you lean up to gently suck the frost off of his nose. “Hmmmm Vanilla, my favorite flavor, well second favorite” you say winking at him. Joel did not think that this could turn him on as much as it did. “Fuck sweetheart blow the candles out, so ya can unpack the biggest present waiting for ya.” You did as instructed and then glanced down at his crotch, the growing bulge in his jeans looked almost painful. Flicking your eyes up to his you asked “Do you have more of that frosting?” Joel’s expression turns curious at that “I do, whatta ya want with that?”. A mischievous smile grazes your lips “Well since I’m the birthday girl, I want to enjoy some more frosting with my second present.” Joel’s breath hitches at that, his throbbing cock perking up more and more at those filthy prompts falling from your lips. “Hmm sounds good, but how bout we make it even better?” At that you just nod so he continues “I’d love to lick some sweet cream off of ya gorgeous tits and then eat that juice pussy, how bout that Angel?” You are speechless the two of you play this game so well.

“You got yourself a deal Miller, now take me to bed and show me that big present.”

I ignored the cleaning up part, sorry, but my man would not have me clean up his mess, at least not that kinda mess 😏😌

[karkatvantasasslesschaps]

06/13 for the ask game pls!!! 👉👈😋

BANDS helo i lov ur art sm im bloWing u kisses.....

OMG ok so that one is one i havent worked on in a while aaaa but its one im really excited to complete (hopefully lmaoooo)

its a Lee-centric introspective piece taking place directly after his fight with Gaara in the chunin exams!! we got to see a bit of his recovery & his emotions regarding his injuries but mostly in the context of The Surgery™ but we never got to see his immediate reaction (protagonists? plot? no excuse me i wnna go focus on Lee for 35 more episodes pls thank) so thats something i rly wanted to explore hehehe

smol snippet:

...Someone had brought him a flower. The thought made him smile a little, but he still felt so confused. More effort, he turned to look down at himself - hoping to take stock of his condition and hopefully remember what he had been doing to land himself in the hospital again. His eyes widened and his jaw fell slack as he stared, unable to comprehend what he was looking at. His left arm and leg were unrecognizable. His left hand was a red-purple ruin, every finger stuck through with pin fixations and screws as if his bones had needed to be put back together like a jigsaw puzzle. Another more massive external fixation was stuck through his arm and wrist, gauze and stitches covering every inch. His left leg looked much the same, both limbs propped up to elevate them slightly. Lee couldn't breathe. These were not his limbs. This mangled body was not his.

mmmmmmmmMEDICAL HORROR <3 u cant tell me after getting two limbs squimshed like a stack of post-it notes in a hydraulic press video that he wouldn't wake up an absolute pin cushion of pins and screws. im using my nursing school past for evil lmfaooo

[just-a-carrot]

okookookkokoko WHERE DO I EVEN START. I LOVE THIS GAME SM SMH BUT I HAVE A HARD TIME EXPLAINING STUFF SO TAKE THIS SHORT PASSAGE. (Most of this will be an unorganized ramble btw)

(SPOILER WARNING FOR MOST ARCS)

I played T2A2G and OC before this so um. Guess which route I did lmao. SPEAKING OF ROUTES, GENZOU GENZOU GEZNOU GEZNOU GEZNOU OMG GENZOU. I RELATE TO THIS MAN IN WAYS I DID NOT KNOW I COULD RELATE TO A CHARACTER. LIKE WTH?? HE HAS SUCH A TRANSPARENT CLOSET LOL. And also speaking of Genzou I do have a few questions related to him

-Is Genzou fully blind? I don't think he is bc of his cane but I heard it's different in some countries so idk

-We learn Genzou is (supposedly) taking antidepressants in Arc 2. Is he clinically depressed? (According to the Visual Noval Database he is anyways but idk)

-HOW TF DOES HE DEAL WITH BEING CANNIBALIZED TWICE LIKE DAMN..I WOULD HAVE A BREAKDOWN NO MATTER WHO I'M WITH??

-Did Genzou's friends ever like assume that he was gay?? Or like did he tell anyone?? Or did he try his best to hide it lmao

-Did anyone think/know that Gen had a crush on Iggy??

-GENZOU WITHOUT HIS HAT <333

I love Genzou sm if you couldn't tell already /p

ARC 3 CONFUSED ME SM LOL. I thought that I had accidently switched routes (even though I hadn't even made my LI choice, I ofc didn't know this atm though) from Genzou to Orlam and I was fr so confused like waht. Also like I feel so bad for Orlam wth </3.

HUMAN JERRY.

OO ALSO SOME MORE THINGS

-During some parts (mostly during arcs 3/4) I HAD TO PLAY A RELAXING PLAYLISTS BECASE I FELT OVERWHELMED/ANXIOUS/IDEK?? AND AT SOME POINT I JS GAVE UP AND STATED PLAYING HYPERCORE LMAO

-I LOV ELOVE LOVE THE WAY THAT THE NEUTRAL ENDING COLLIDES(???) WITH OC LIEK WHATWHDWATDHFWHWFTHAFG. IDK BUT FOR ME IT MAKES ME FEEL LIEK IT'S THE MORE "CANON" ENDING EVEN THOUGH THERE IS (probably) NO CANON ENDING.

-I IMMEDIATELY WENT TO THE GALLERY LIEK OMG??

-Some of my favorite liens in the game were the homicidal gardener lines (both referring to Iggs and Gen), when Gen was arguing with Jerry, When Genzou was telling iggs during the Arc 5 Kiddie Cruise scene that it shoudn't be a choice like I WAS GONNA CHOOSE DONT JUMP JS TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS LOL

-I also relate a lot to Iggy in some forms

-GIDGET.

-I took a total of 260 screenshots of this game (as of now heheh)

UM YH THATS ALL SORRY IF IT'S HARD TO UNDERSTAND OR TOO ENERGETIC BUT I TRULY LOVE THIS GAME SM. Ima go replay OC again byes <3 :3 BEST REGARDS ILYSM /p

KDFJLADFA this message is so chaotic, i love it

first off, i'm really happy you like the game (and genzou) weep. thank you so much for all the kind words 😭💕 i'm also always super intrigued to see where/how ppl came into the game, so hearing you played T2A2G and OC first is very interesting to me lakdjfkdjfa

regarding your questions:

yes he is; i do think he sees a bit of light/shadow (which is different to an answer i gave some time ago, but i've been thinking about it since) but that's about it; it's a result of traumatic optic neuropathy

yes he is; he's been on meds and seeing a therapist for a while

i cannot answer this question LOL 🤣 i also don't know. i guess the only answer is that he has no choice

mmm... he never outright told anyone in the friend group. tbh he doesn't outright tell many people, mostly as he's just a bit of a private person in that regard and keeps to himself outside of attempting dating apps every now and then. i would not say he actively attempted to hide it though aside from around iggy. as for other people assuming i think it was something many of them did kinda realize but never said anything also

similar here, i think some of them kinda knew. i think gidget knew, even if they kinda ignored it, because it prompted their jealousy on a few occasions. i think orlam had a bit of a guess but it wasn't really confirmed until later

LDKAJFSLDKFA THAT'S NOT A QUESTION

LOL about the routes. indeed, if you don't realize that actually all the "routes" are mandatory parts of the story until the finale then it can be confusing if you thought you were going for a specific char early on or something 🤣 it's not like the games where you can pick your route and then the rest of the game is that route

hahaha yeah i wouldn't say there's a "canon" ending. for one, i feel like that would kinda defeat the point of having different possibilities to begin with. why make other choices if there's only ever one canon ending? i want people to be able to choose however they want the story to end. i mostly connected the neutral ending to OC as a sort of self-indulgent gift to myself, because i thought it would be very sweet if iggy would still have a chance to find companionship with one of his friends later on even if he chose to focus on himself first. like that it just keeps it open. i also just thought it'd be a fun easter egg to give ppl more incentive to at least try the neutral route as i figure most ppl would not choose that route as it's kinda short compared to the others and doesn't give as much closure to the other chars

260 SCREENSHOTS LDKJFASDLFA

sob thank you for this lovely message!! it was really fun answering your questions hahaha and i'm really glad you liked the game so much!! it means a lot!! 💕

[serfuzzypushover]

100 99 96 6 22??? For the ask game (stealing the fun questions before anyone else gets them.....)

100. One popular HS opinion you agree with?

vvriska did nothing wwrong 💙

or for an actual answwer ummm oh! june egbert! i lovve transfem egbert

99. One unpopular HS opinion you have?

vvriska did nothing wwrong 💙 or the more elusivve! eridan did nothing wwrong 💜 gamzee um. nah cant joke about that one...

actual answwer: i dont get dirkjake sorry 💔

96. What would your lusus be?

oooohhh ohh oh um um wwell im an olivve so i imagine a big cat and ivv ALWWAYS lovved cheetahs as a kid so a cheetah it is (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

6. Ever made a kidsona?

someone got u on this one heheh

22. Least favorite Beta character overall?

uhhhhhhhh jake ig? not that i dislike him i just. dont. like him. that much.

[loveydoveylex]

guess who's back to ask you more rayman questions :3 eheheh

top 5 fav rayman songs go

HI CHRISSS THANK YOU FOR THE ASK!! ALWAYS down to answer rayman questions hehehe 💖

THIS IS REALLY HARD... i love every single song in the soundtrack of every single game... i'm so sorry to the bangers that i forgot here, i still lov you i swear

1: The Summit Beyond the Clouds + Snowboard Race, Rayman 3. i'm putting these two together because it feels WRONG to seperate them, they are a SET. either way, the summit beyond the clouds is my favourite world in the game, and the music is just so relaxing and calming :) and the snowboarding theme is a BOP!

2: The Fairy Council - Under the Starlight, Rayman 3. this one is just so whimsical and dreamlike, and the area it plays in is so gorgeous. in my self insert's lore, it's also the place where him and ray confess and share their first kiss together, so... hAH... 😳👉👈

3: Jungle World - Forest Action, Rayman Origins. it keeps getting stuck in my head whenever i hear it ingame. such a funky lil beat.

4: Land of the Livid Dead - Suspense + Land of the Livid Dead - Chase, Rayman Origins. also putting these two together because NO ONE CAN STOP ME. i love the banjo melody in the first one - it just reminds me of the fact that ray canonically plays the banjo. wonder if he would play songs like this one... oh, and the chase one gives me so much stress, it nearly brings on a panic attack, activates my fight or flight response, great song 10/10

5: It's Good To Be The King, Royal V. I AM COUNTING THIS ONE AS A RAYMAN SONG BECAUSE IT WAS MADE TO ADVERTISE RAYMAN 2. i love the lil ray animations in the music video, they're adorable. also gives us such intricate lore such as... ray being afraid of snails. either way, it SLAPS.

[sparksnevadas]

OKAY, Anon was broken for me last night so I couldn’t send my reaction SO now that it’s fixed, I’ve re-read the last 2 chapters and…

AUgHHhHHh, Sparks, Sparks-,,,, I want SO SO bad to get the HA’s ass myself, like at this point with everything that has gone down, I want them defeated

Also, your writing keeps getting to me, I really really love how you thread words to bring out a picture that you can feel without it seeming like the only thing, I really love how much care and thoughts you’ve put into the backstories we’ve got to see so far AND I’m also a sucker for how you deal with knowledge by limiting us to Grian, who is really out of the loop so we get to experience the same ride and just- I’m stuck in my morning lecture giggling like a schoolgirl, and I’m??? Thank you so much for writing this story

-Zeph (sorry for the rambling btw, autism got to me)

Hehehe hi zeph!

Anon was turned off recently ish because I was feeling guilty about not updating and it took me a moment to remember to turn it back oopsies!

Ah, if things were so simple… the HA has uh. Multiple asses. So to say? Idk my dude im typing this very quickly while im on break

The backstories are very important to me!!!! I thought of the main threes background very early on and have just been waiting for the right time to share it. We’re nearing the end of gihasm, so it felt correct now :)

Limited pov is my favorite!!! And i got to try out a bit of scar limited pov too this chapter. Grian is fun because he clearly has a set of rules and expectations for everyone around him, draws little neat boxes around everyone and categorizes them as good or bad, but hes starting to see the human in scar and the human in mumbo and the human in himself, yknow? I thought the way to really cement that was to literally put him in scars shoes Boots and let him *see* the hirt cause by the HA directly. I hope that came across!!!

Anyways, lov u hope youre doing well!! Dont apologize for rambling in my inbox, ive missed it very much during my accidental hiatus

[gogomeaty]

I LOV THAT DRAWING OF AILEEN AND BENNY SM they're so cunty 💕 i lovee aileens design sooo much they're both such hot girls also i wanted to ask is her name pronounced like "aye lean"👀

I love ur art style so mUCH!! its so good and it has so much personality its just dripping with vIbes and i love it, also ur skwisgaars are always so chefs kiss, ive been so inactive lately but when i drop in and see ur arts im always like 🔥🔥🔥

Im happy you like it!! 💗💗

They totally are and i was listening to Aileen's playlist which gave me more inspiration while drawing them heheh. Thank youuu!! 🫶🏻 i agree they match so well! And that's exactly how i pronounce it yep yep ^ 0^)/

Kshsoskahsk totally hyped rn thank you so much! 🥹😭💗! Actually I'm trying to do more stuff and get out of my comfort zone and i have seen some changes so i can't wait to do some more of Benny and Aileen together and to do more art of metalocalypse again, specially Skwisgaar obvi 🤭💕 teehee

[miss-oranje-disco-dancer]

LIZZZZZZ STOP U ALWAYS MAKE ME SNIFFLE WITH YOUR FEEDBACK!!! LIKE ILY SO MUCH!!!

also I lov. the american psycho book LOL I DIDNT EVEN. connect the dots so thank u for saying that.. will always take Patrick as a compliment LMFAOO :3

hehehe :)))) i also forgot the part that's like "she takes him apart like a gun. she folds him like laundry" gun metaphors obv appropriate but laundry metaphors always get me (i put them in like way too many poems and sometimes fanfic bc it's like womanhood, like motherhood, like idk it's just too hard hitting figurative language for me)

[garoujo]

EMMIIIIIIE UR LITTL VOICE REVVY M GNA SOBBBB u sound so adorable ! scottish accents r my FAVE i lov them so much so much :3:3 eeeek rolling around my bed bcos u sound ! so lovely ! ! wah wah wah m kiskiskiskiskiskiskiskiskisssss ya >O< !

COCO ! COCO <333 eeeee i’m super blushing rn! ur the cutest everrrrr :3 hehehe i am v glad u like my lil accent!!! ur even more lovely helloooo!!! loveliest ever!!! mwah i am coating u in smooches u are thoroughly smooches ilyyyy <3

[woozi]

my dearest love yza-

FR it's like my boat from the war is finally back in the harbour after 328032 years and my darling beloved wife is standing there waving a white handkerchief. actually i think that might be for seeing your husband off to war. much to think about?? the sentiment still stands though. rest assured i looked at your picture in my heart locket during all the trying times <333 mwah

also WOAH icb you're in your last semester already!!! time FLIES. we both will be entering the workforce soon 👊 i'll be taking a gap year and getting a job hopefully so!! do you know what you might want to work in?

U ARE SO SLAY DEAREST WIFE <333 also woah no way it's been 6months i didn't realise i'd dipped for that long 😭😭 life got busy many apologies. it seems the exams just don't end 😭 rip us. thank you!!! and good luck w all your exams and final semester things!! <333 also YES wife material i will stand in your kitchen all day long wearing a cute apron and baking you things <333 honestly i love to bake anything!! cakes breads biscuits it's all so slay. tarts are nice too but i know my place and don't fuck w them too much. do you have a favourite baked good?

i hope that the days are treating you so so well!!! the actual loml and my precious [gollum voice but in a romantic way] the apple of my eye the resident of my heart much love MWAH 💕💕💖💖❣❣

honey

MY HONEY DARLING SWEETESTTTTTTTTTT <3333

not the boat from war 😭😭😭😭 no bc same </3

I KNOW?????????/ it's insane, last time we were just in the middle of everything and now we're here 😭 ALSO SO COOL OMG?????? where do you wanna work? my family runs a business, so naturally i'd also be managing it some time in the future, but i was thinking of gaining some experience in the outside world (most likely in corporate) before that!! honestly i've always struggled with not being very sure what i want to do bc i'm pretty much capable of covering a variety of jobs but atp in time i'm not very interested in any specific field fjdfkjjfd but i still really love managing and organizing things so that's probably what i'll go into hehehe

ALSO NOOOOOOO no need to apologize at all, i'm really more than glad you even stop by to hang out with me when u can <33 and when they end we'll probably miss them LMFAOO but for now i hope u can still rest through all the hustle n bustle!! WEARING A CUTE APRON PLS FDKJJKJKFDKJDF also that's so cool omg i'm not very good at baking but i can also bake 😋 I LOVE MILK BUNS <3333 WITH FLOSS

NOT GOLLUM???????? made me laugh sm uRE SO SO CUTEEEEE 😭😭😭 lov u sm hope ur days are always sexie <3333333 MWAH