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Strongman, 12,5 KG dumbbell pinch grip lift and hold
#grip#dumbbell#dumbbells#pinch grip#hexagonal dumbbell#hexagonal dumbbells#strength#strength training#strength sport#strength sports#strongman#strongman training#man#male#strongmen#sportsman#sportsmen#sports photography#sport photography#sport photo#sports photo#sports photos#sport photos#photos#photo#photography#photograph#picture#photographs#image
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How to Improve Grip Strength: Exercises for Functional Fitness
Grip strength is an essential yet often overlooked aspect of functional fitness. Whether you’re lifting weights, doing pull-ups, or carrying heavy loads in daily life, a strong grip can improve performance and reduce injury risk. In this post, we’ll cover the importance of grip strength, the different types of grip, and effective exercises—including rice bucket training—that will help you develop…
#crushing grip#dead hang#Deadlifts#farmer&039;s walk#fat grip pull-ups#fitness tips#forearm strength#Functional fitness#grip endurance#Grip strength#grip trainer#hand strength#hex dumbbell holds#kettlebell swings#muscle endurance#pinch grip#plate pinch#reverse wrist curls#rice bucket training#rope climbs#Strength training#support grip#towel pull-ups#Wrist curls#wrist strength
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Why do you always use that to piss me off? ...It makes me happy. We agreed that I'm in charge of the bars. But you come here all the time to watch me. How am I supposed to lead my people? Use your head, okay? Suit yourself. What's the matter? Chen Yi. Chen Yi! [...] Don't make me worry.
Chen Bowen as CHEN YI & Chiang Tien as AI DI KISEKI: DEAR TO ME (2023)
#kiseki: dear to me#kisekiedit#kdtm#kiseki dear to me#ai di x chen yi#chen yi x ai di#nat chen#chen bowen#louis chiang#chiang tien#jiang dian#userspring#userspicy#userrain#uservid#pdribs#userjjessi#*cajedit#*gif#your honor i would like to remind you and the jury that ai di is faking drunk at this time#at the most he is a little tipsy and Definitely pretending to be asleep.#now your honor please observe in the fifth gif ai di slinging his other arm around chen yi's neck. while ''''''asleep''''''#as well as the way it slides back down chen yi's shoulder and how he clearly puts it back to get a better grip#and next your honor i would like to direct your attention to the last gif. and the way ai di's fingers curl when zherui says#'love and admiration are different'. not only do they curl but they pinch. do you see?#as you can see from this evidence he is very aware of the conversation and desperately in need of chen yi's affection and attention#.............and its better than the goddamn darcy hand flex in my Personal Opinion. act your fucking heart out diandian.#and NOW observe the caption. by combining the conversation where chen yi drove off angrily with the one where he comes back for ai di#you can see that the Real reason he was upset was bc ai di was pushing him away#& he came back for him anyway. he just wants to be close to ai di all his actions & feelings are ai di-centered even when the topic is cdy
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Oh no what have I done I meant to make them cute but not that cute AGGHH GO BACK CTRL-Z CTRL-Z!!!!
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Jokes aside I wanted to make a chibi version of them and this was the result~
(Do people use ‘chibi’ anymore? I grew up in the early 2000’s and chibis were all the RAGE back then)
#CHIBI JFK!!!!#CHIBI CONFUCIUS!!!#man the way I was gripping my screen cause I can’t handle how adorable they came out#I want to pinch their cheeks like scudworth pinched JFK’s#I forget that they’re supposed to be about 17 at this point 😭#nooooo stay children forever my beloved clones#we need a spin off where they’re all toddlers or something#like total dramarama#actually no that would probably be very bad#that reminds me#Nessie-Bessie did this wonderful artwork of all of them as bebes#go check it out it is so cute#clone high#clone high fanart#clone high jfk#clone high confucius#cute#roxi’s art#fanart#my art
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Sorry. Me again. I think you should also check out An's 2023 Birthday side stories. Featuring: take a guess! (She is suffering)
Help help help… “happy birthday An! our present to you is public embarrassment!” … the reactions to wxs (minus emu) doing their Thing actually killed me
> hating is in the Shinonome DNA.
> it’s not kohane or toya’s birthday but somehow they’re the only two people who are enjoying this gift (aside from rui and Tsukasa)
> mizuki flat out lying after trying to usher everyone to the restaurant right away (probably to avoid this exact thing happening)
> an wants literally nothing to do with this. Haven’t rui and Tsukasa put her through enough. Can’t she go one day without being forced to endure their clownery. Evil of them.
> POOR NENE… she didn’t even want to be here & an didn’t even like the performance helpppp
#asks#mine#an#ena#akito#kohane#toya#rui#tsukasa#nene#mizuki#also giggled @ an being like I know ur probably busy with studying art & akitos like ‘busy..? 😑’#& ena whacks him? death grips his arm? pinches him? does something.
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"Vulcan WHAT?!? That was more of a hand chop. Hyah! Everybody does that.”
~Dal, Star Trek: Prodigy
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musing in the tags about the view two years out from my hysterectomy and the shifting nature of neuropathy. i asked my PT for recommendations/resources pertaining to pain science and that's been a very helpful lenses to have. i'm still not back to normal, will never be unmarked by this experience or return to my pre-op self, but my baseline has been gradually increasing over the last few months, and it feels good to look back on the last two years and say "i have no idea how i managed to function while living with that, but i did!"
#meatsuit renno#chronic blogging#ctxt#at first post-hysto pain was a deep burning ache#and eventually that lessened on my left side and settled in for the long haul on the right#after a couple weeks it had started to feel like a small carnivorous creature scrabbling and gnawing at the inside of my abdomen#nestled into the hollow of my pelvis and reaching up with its raking claws#about 6 months in and the creature still chewed occasionally but had shrunk to the size of a tennis ball under my right incision site#it clamped its jaws down and went to sleep and i perpetually felt like someone had pinched a fold of my insides with a large binder clip#this constant awful twisting tug every time i moved that kept me from straightening up or breathing fully#this is about a year into recovery and my original surgeon has blown off my requests for follow-up treatment three times now#i carried on as best i could. fatigue and brainfog getting worse & worse as the pain wore on unrelentingly#about a year and a half into recovery it worsened again. searing lancing pain like i'd been impaled on a piece of white hot rebar#couldn't hardly move. couldn't think straight. couldn't sleep#finally checked myself into urgent care & then the ER just to try to get someone anyone to take me seriously and help me#finally got a referral to a new surgeon who immediately pinned it as extreme neuropathy#started gabapentin end of december last year and the relief was immediately#i never thought i would welcome the gritted teeth vice grip of my little feral pain creature#but when i felt the molten spike slide out to be replaced once more by its worrying jaws#the intermittent spark and fizzle of that pinching squirming pain was a dramatic improvement#then i started PT in march and slowly so slowly the creature's hungry grip is loosening#it still clamps down occasionally. maybe once every week or two i'll have a day when i just accept#that there will be a horrible little creature chewing on my right side from the inside#but nowadays with the gabapentin doing as much as it can and an exercise routine i must stick to religiously to supplement PT#the pain is more of a little pearl of dark matter shifting around under my skin#it's incredibly dense. the heart of a black hole of disabling agony. all that white hot fury condensed into a slick heavy marble#as i recover some of my strength and energy i can feel my body coating it in nacreous layers to minimize its influence#my hysterectomy was 2 years and 4 days ago today and i feel like i can finally finally say i'm beginning to truly heal#i suspect i'll always carry this pearl in my side like shrapnel. product of damaged nerve tissue that went untreated for far too long#i wish my original surgeon had been more competent more attentive less lazy & indifferent to my pain. but i still don't have any regrets.
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I am so glad emergency vets are a thing
#tw for dog injury and mention of blood#Obi my dad's cattle dog cut himself super bad on some scrap metal in the neighbor's yard#Obi just barreled through it without any hesitation#i think my dad is going to ask the neighbor to clean it up bc it's right next to our yard#but anyway Obi was in bad shape#he was bleeding more than ive ever seen anyone bleed#he hit a vain in his back leg and i had to hold pressure the whole way to the vet#which was about a half hour (which was the closest one)#Obi is okay now#he's still at the Vet under observation#they had to sedate him so they could sew him up but I'm pretty sure he's going to be fine#he'll just have to take it super easy for the next few weeks :(#but god there was so much blood guys#i was covered in it by the time we got to the vet#i had my hand wrapped around his leg pinching the artery as tight as i could#which poor Obi did not enjoy#mind u i used to rick climb so my grip strength is above average#he also had a bad cut on his front leg and my mom was holding that#i didnt even have shoes on we rushed out the door so quickly#at the vet i left a bigger blood trail than obi did bc it was on my socks and clothes#my hands were coated in blood too :(#we grabbed a towel but i wasn't able to get it on the wound bc i was basically using my hands as a shitty tourniquet#my husband got left at home and he ended up cleaning all of the blood off the floor and he's surprised he was able to without feeling faint#my youngest brother was with him and he did almost pass out#my dad is in rough shape he just wants Obi to be okay#my dad said “i dont care how much it costs please save my dog”#which like same but also we're not exactly well off x_x or even okay financially#so it's gonna be a hard few months as we work to pay it off#so anyway how was ur Saturday night? x_x
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the way some people be gripping Josh’s arms makes me kind of uncomfy🙃
#like it’s one thing to reach out and touch#or to hold him steady while he’s on the rail#but why are you clawing at him#???????#like why must you grip and pinch at him
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Dumbbell pinch grip. Strongman grip training.
#grip#grip training#grip strength#grip strength training#strength training#strength#dumbbell#dumbbells#pinch grip#strength sports#strength sport#training#sport#sports#sport photography#sports photography#me#trainings photo#trainings photos#photography#photo#photos#picture#pictures#image#images#strongman
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goin through getty images for reference photos for Taika and constantly going "oh fuck me"
#dickfuck#my glasses are so dirty from rubbing against my eyebrows from all the times i've gone to rub at my eyes or pinch the bridge of my nose#ugh he's SO HOT#and this started as an attempt to find recent photos of all the FOB members together#imma just have to make up a composite image there#or whatever you call it when it's a drawing you're talking about#not that there aren't decent images of them all together but when i have hot ones of them each individually or like in pairs#i'd rather draw those#ugh then i went 'gee it's been a while since i looked up taika i wonder how many new ones there are of him'#that was a mistake#im so distracted#i've been at this for hours and i've drawn NOTHING#i've spent like an hour an a half on these taika pics alone jesus christ#get a GRIP SANDRA#internal monologue#taika waititi#oh but his hair is back i fucking can't#okay fuck calm the fuck down#like it's one thing when it's someone's twitter thread or something. or just the timeline#eventually i will close the app#but now i have hundreds of tabs open and i WILL save all of those photos and salivate over each one see if i don't#and WHERE DOES IT END#at the MET gala pics that's where.#because i already have those saved#and i've already drawn two pics of him and one of rita from those
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trying to grab finches to tag and measure them after handling doves all summer is kinda terrifying
#they are SO SMALL#all u have to do is pinch their wings to their torso and bam there u go#like i was trying to nab one out of the bag and the little shit was trying to squirm past my hand#while i was trying to properly grip it around the neck yknow when u have them in ur fist#meanwhile the doves will try to flex in order to wriggle and fly out of ur fucking hand and I dont have big hands
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i want to consume more nukani content but must try VERY hard ,,.not to look at nukani tag in whatever socmed is happening rn ... tiny spoileies.
#i look at tumblies. the dying bird site. reddit? discord??? I CRAVE MORE GOOFY ART BUT I CANNOT LOOK#alas. self imposed content embargo#something something the full body pics are released before they actually appear in-game so#the days preceding an event i dive under a rock and try to avoid spoilers#i need to react to the event chars.... with the purest energy... untouched by all expectation....#i want to OPEN the game then OPEN the contracts page and be AMAZED or ANGRY at what appears there#and if i am GRIPPED by all consuming bloodlust upon seeing their visage#i can immediately react by throwing all my contracts at them#i revel in the reactionary zeal of seeing them for the first time in-app....#narrows eyes again#all i know about the event rn is it's ancienty and mountainy#i am not particularly interested in this sorta theme....#and if garu/yakumo are dressed in like. wuxia movie level costumes i swear i'm just gonna tune out#then again#this wouldn't be the first time i associated yakumo with “absolutely do not want”#and look what he did to me.#pinches my nose bridge and sighs deeply#maybe garu will waltz in with aNOTHER revolutionary slutty clothing window and i'll have to concede to his scarred musculature again.#maybe i'll die.
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i really like when my king fu class gets physical, like todag we did grappling and wrestling. i love it bcs it's a blast and also because today i got paired with an instructor (big compliment). i didn't win but i did get very bodily slam dunked by a strong girl three years my senior and tbh i consider that a win in and of itself
#then i got paired w one of the boys and we tied three rounds in a row#i'm okay with it bcs he's bigger than me and wasn't getting any ground on me he just couldn't flip me#it was funny he was like 'you keep pinching me :(' and i was like 'we are wrestling it's called gripping your opponent and you're doing the#same thing to me' and he was just like. 'oh okay!' (totally friendly tone)#kiwifae says shit#tons of fun :]#+ instructor girl complimented my strength/wrestling skill at the end of class even though she wrecked me four times
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Are there fingernail clippers that are like. both easier to hold and don't make me want to cry from it feeling bad?
#Clove Posts#Mild complaining#The ones that feel better are small and trying to use them is hell#please I'm bad at the grip and pinch motions I don't know how to hold this little thing
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Heated Waters
synopsis: being married is hard, being married without seeing each other is even harder.
⚝ content: Hiromi Higuruma x F! Reader, nsfw, bathtub sex, fingering, Hiromi neglects his wife, but boy does he make up for it
⚝ wc: 1.9k
“Yeah we do it pretty much every day.”
Satoru said, taking a leisurely sip of his water. His pale face alight with mischief, a shit-eating grin across his lips. His three coworkers stared at him in (jealousy) disbelief.
Suguru was the first to break the silence, wanting to save face “Everyday is a bit much, isn’t it, Satoru?”
Satoru chuckled, his blue eyes glinting with amusement as he watched his friend squirm. "What about you guys? How often do our married friends get it in?" His gaze flickered to Nanami, who cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses, his eyes fixed on the steam rising from his coffee cup.
“Twice a week, I suppose…”
Satoru's smile widened, clearly entertained by the responses he was drawing out. He then turned his attention to the oldest among them, Hiromi Higuruma, who was carefully straightening his tie, a subtle attempt to avoid eye contact.
“What about you, Higuruma?”
“Your wife, (Y/N) is a little younger than you, right? C’mon Higuruma-San…She a total freak?” Satoru teased.
Hiromi's jaw tightened, a flicker of irritation crossing his features as his grip on his coffee cup tightened. He took a slow, measured breath, his voice strained but controlled when he finally spoke.
“Please don’t talk about my wife like that.”
But Satoru, ever the instigator, didn’t back down. “It’s just us guys riiggght? And I can’t lie Higuruma, you’re one lucky guy. (Y/N) is a catch.”
Nanami nodded in agreement, as did Suguru, though both seemed to sense the discomfort growing in Hiromi. The older man could only sigh, his shoulders sagging under the weight of the conversation.
It was true—you were everything he could have ever wanted in a partner. Beautiful, intelligent, kind-hearted—his perfect match. If heaven existed, Hiromi was certain you’d be the only one worthy of it.
But long nights in the office, and early mornings preparing for court would take a toll on any relationship. The truth was… Hiromi hadn’t touched you in over a month. By the time he came home—you were fast asleep, and weekends were spent running the mountain of errands you couldn’t get to during the week. You loved each other of course, but it was hard. A month without feeling the warmth of your husband's hands all over your skin was starting to weigh heavily on both of you.
“You don’t have to answer Higuruma-san..” Nanami chimed in, sensing his elder colleague’s discomfort.
“Over a month.” Hiromi exhaled, the truth slipping out before he could stop it.
The room fell silent, the weight of his words sinking in.
“WHAT?” Gojo audibly gasps. “Your wife looks like THAT and you haven’t f—”
Suguru swiftly cut him off with a well-placed elbow to the chest. “Satoru… leave Higuruma alone.” The long-haired male warns. “Still, that is surprising.”
“I know I know..” Higuruma pinches his bridge. He wanted nothing more than to have his wife under him… on top of him. But the endless stream of work kept him trapped in a cycle of exhaustion. “I’ve been so busy I can’t even remember the last time I actually spoke to her properly.”
Suguru offered an apologetic smile. “Sounds like you need a break.”
“Sounds like you need some puss—” Nanami quickly elbowed Satoru in the chest before he could finish his sentence.
Hiromi shook his head, letting out a dry chuckle as he ran a hand through his dark locks, clearly frustrated with himself. “I appreciate your concern, guys, but I don’t see how I can take a break right now. I have so much work to do, and I’m the only one who knows how to handle all of it.”
“Higuruma-San. Satoru will take care of the paperwork for you.” Nanami suggested with a deadpan expression.
“HUH?” Satoru blurted out, clearly caught off guard by the sudden assignment.
“Yeah,” Nanami continued, ignoring Satoru’s protest. “It’s not like he actually does any work around here anyway.”
Suguru smirked, nodding in agreement. “That’s true. You might as well make yourself useful, Satoru.”
Before Hiromi could protest, the trio moved in unison—Suguru grabbing Hiromi’s briefcase, Nanami steering him toward the door, and Satoru sighing dramatically as he resigned himself to the task.
“Are… are you boys sure about this? I don’t want to burden you–”
“Nonsense! Go home and take care of your wife!”
Hiromi placed his briefcase by the door, his tie feeling suddenly too tight around his neck. He loosened it with a sigh, running a hand through his hair as he glanced around. The familiar scent of home greeted him. It was comforting yet bittersweet, a reminder of all the moments he had missed. The living room was tidy, the soft hum of the dishwasher running in the kitchen. You had clearly been busy, taking care of the house as you always did, even when he wasn’t around.
“Honey?” Hiromi calls out to you, his voice echoing slightly in the stillness.
Frowning, he shrugged off his jacket and draped it over the back of a chair before making his way down the hall. As he approached the bathroom, he noticed a faint light seeping out from under the door, accompanied by the sound of water gently lapping against the tub.
He hesitated for a moment, then slowly opened the door.
The sight that greeted him made his breath catch in his throat. There you were, reclining in the bathtub, your eyes closed, head resting on the edge as steam rose around you. The soft glow of candles illuminated the room, casting a warm, serene light over your features.
You looked so peaceful, so beautiful—that it almost hurt to look at you. The tension in his shoulders eased slightly as he took in the sight, but the guilt and longing only deepened. How long had it been since he’d taken the time to appreciate you like this? Since he’d been able to just… be with you?
You opened your eyes, gaze meeting your husband as he leaned against the door frame.
“Hiromi?” you murmured, your voice soft, almost questioning, as if unsure whether he was really there or just a figment of your imagination.
“Hey Honey…” his voice equally soft, as he took a tentative step closer. The warmth of the room seemed to wrap around him, melting away some of the day’s stress.
“You’re home early.” You muse, looking at him as you rested your arms on the tub. He doesn’t respond, just walks towards you with purposeful steps.
Hiromi stares down at you with half-lidded eyes.“The guys decided I need a break.” He paused, his breath hitching slightly as he continued, “Can I join you?” A playful smirk tugged at the corner of your lips.
“Only if you take off your clothes this time.”
A dry chuckle escaped his lips as he unbuttons his dress shirt, letting each article of clothing fall to the tile floor. As he finally sheds his boxers before settling behind you. You exhaled softly, the tension you’d been holding onto for weeks dissipating as you sank into your husband’s embrace.
Hiromi didn’t waste a moment, his lips finding the sensitive skin of your neck, placing lazy, lingering kisses along the curve where your shoulder met your throat. His breath was warm against your skin, his kisses slow and unhurried, as if savoring every second, every inch of you.
His hands weren’t idle either, tracing gentle patterns along your stomach, moving upwards to cup your breasts with a tenderness that made your breath hitch. He nipped lightly at your earlobe, his voice a husky murmur, “I’ve missed you… more than you know.”
“Missed you too ‘Romi..” Your voice trembling as the almost foreign heat began to pool in your core.
Deft fingers teased your nipples, rolling and pinching—eliciting a soft moan from your lips as your body arched into his touch. Your hand reached back, tangling in his dark locks, pulling him closer as his lips traveled down to your shoulder, his other hand snaking under the water to your aching cunt.
“ahhhh… s-shitt..” You cry out as Hiromi’s fingers slowly circle your swollen bud. His touch light, teasing.
“Thirty-two days… I’m so sorry m’love.” He mumbles into your shoulder as he slips a slender digit into your entrance. Your walls flutter immediately around the intrusion, as he gently pumped into you.
He adds another finger, curling up to the spot he had neglected all those weeks. He extended his thumb to rub your clit. You arch your back against him, feeling his cock twitch against your ass.
“Hiro…” you moan, reaching behind for him, but he bites down lightly on your shoulder.
“Not yet, pretty girl, want you t’cum first okay?”
He whispers as he feels your gummy walls clench around him.
He speeds up his ministrations, digits stuffing your cunt as your pussy throbs and squelches. Your whimpers echo around the tiled walls, water lapping around your bodies.
You feel the pressure building as each thrust of his long fingers brush against your g-spot.
“g-gonna cum!”
“Cum f’me sweetheart please—god… need it so bad.” Hiromi mumbles as he pumps even faster.
“a-ahh!” you cry as you reach your high, walls clenching as you cum on your husband’s hand. He removes his fingers from you, moving to gently circle your clit as you come down from your orgasm.
You both stay there for a moment, your heavy breathing the only sound occupying the space, mingling with the gentle slosh of water against the porcelain tub. Hiromi’s arms wrapped securely around your waist, pulling you closer.
Slowly, he lifted you, the warm water swirling around you both as he maneuvered you to face him, settling you on his lap. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, your knees pressing against the cool sides of the tub.
You straddled Hiromi, your bodies now fully aligned, chest to chest. Your husband's dark, half-lidded eyes bore into yours, his expression a mixture of raw need and unspoken tenderness. He let his hands rest on your waist for a moment, thumbs tracing gentle circles against your damp skin as he took in the sight of you.
“I don’t know how I’ve stayed away from you for so long…” his voice breaking slightly as if the admission pained him.
Your breath hitched as you shifted slightly in his lap, feeling the tension between you intensify. Hiromi’s hands slid up your sides, his touch deliberate and slow, leaving a trail of heat in their wake as his lips finally found yours. The kiss was deep, full of hunger that had been simmering between you both for far too long.
His grip on your waist tightened as he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against yours in a dance that left you dizzy with need.
Breaking the kiss, Hiromi leaned his forehead against yours, his breath coming in shallow gasps.
“I won’t make that mistake again.”
Without a word, he rose from the tub, lifting you effortlessly into his arms. Water cascaded down your bodies, pooling at your feet as he carried you toward the bedroom, his lips trailing wet kisses down the side of your neck.
He laid you gently onto the bed, your back sinking into the soft silken sheets, but Hiromi didn’t waste any time. His gaze darkening as he climbed over you, his body hovering just above yours, his eyes drinking you in like a man starved.
“I’m going to make up for every second I’ve missed.”
#kbwrites#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk fanfic#jjk x reader#higuruma hiromi#higuruma x reader#higuruma smut#jjk smut#jjk higuruma#hiromi x reader#hiromi x y/n
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