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catiuskaa · 11 days ago
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SAUVAGE.
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jupiter, you’re hard (to get).
sum. jupiter may not smell like woody ambery trails or smoky accents, and he may seem like just a really big planet who’s really far away, but juno will always find him.
wc. 3.2k
cw. spacecrafts, stars, and planets, roman mythology, kudos to sabrina carpenter’s juno, producer!reader x idol!han, friends2lovers, a beer (if i must content warn you, i will) smut! car! heavy on kisses with a side of unprotected piv sex (don’t!) switch!jisung x switch!reader (undefined tbh)
scent. (♡) the perfume saga.
[🔺☆ 🚀 ☆🔺]
Jupiter is the fifth planet from the Sun and the largest in the Solar System.
It is a gas giant with a mass more than two times that of all the other planets in the Solar System combined, and slightly less than one-thousandth the mass of the Sun. Its diameter is eleven times that of Earth, and a tenth that of the Sun. Its name derives from that of Jupiter, the chief deity of ancient Roman religion. Jupiter orbits the Sun at a distance of 5.20 AU (778.5 Gm), with an orbital period of 11.86 years.
However, Han Jisung isn’t quite as big or gaseous. He likes to believe he isn’t made up of metallic hydrogen, but rather stardust, he had said once —and you remembered, of course, because how couldn’t you—. He isn’t the oldest planet in the Solar System. He doesn’t run hotter than the Sun. He doesn’t have many many moons (95!) that spend ages to rotate around him.
Well. Not moons, anyways.
Juno is a NASA space probe orbiting the planet Jupiter.
It was built by Lockheed Martin and is operated by NASA's Jet Propulsion Laboratory. Juno entered a polar orbit of Jupiter in 2016 to begin a scientific investigation of the planet. After completing its mission, Juno was originally planned to be intentionally deorbited into Jupiter's atmosphere, but has since been approved to continue orbiting until contact is lost with the spacecraft.
Thing is. You’re not a spacecraft either. You weren’t built by whoever Lockheed Martin is. You can’t orbit around planets. And most definitely, you don’t keep in contact with NASA. Nevertheless, a part of you can’t help but relate, because, somehow, even after your mission was ultimately done, you couldn’t stop orbiting around Jupiter.
Well. Not Jupiter, anyways.
you: let’s do some cardio next day
jisungie🎀💫: cardio, you say? 😏
jisungie🎀💫: not even a coffee before taking me to your place? 🤨📸
Jupiter couldn’t even reach to make you feel the giddiness that Han somehow could trigger and make it overcome you. You kicked your feet, but when you entered and found your reflection in the elevator mirror, you clicked your tongue.
“Don’t be such a schoolgirl”, you mumbled to yourself, pressing the button, and heading up back home.
you: tsk tsk, you’re always thinking about food
And you’re always thinking about him, a mean voice in your head snapped back at you. You cursed, damning your own mind for betraying you. But, to spare you, it wasn’t that serious, you thought. You two interacted just the right amount.
He was an idol, for god’s sake. You weren’t catching feelings. That would be dumb on your side, the least.
So of course, when your phone chimes in the specific ringtone that, of course, you hadn’t set just for his contact, of course, you didn’t almost drop your purse when you read what he replied.
jisungie🎀💫: as if, silly
jisungie🎀💫: i ain’t eating no one for free
The text made you dizzy, so you forced yourself to back off from replying the first thing that came to mind.
Hungry? Eat me.
“Think straight for once,” you cursed out loud, passing your hands through your hair. Closing the door to your apartment and knocking your shoes off while your mind went off to other, far more interesting places and memories.
You clearly remembered the moment you met quirky, loveable Han Jisung. How inevitable it had been to just start orbiting around him with the excuse of your mission— producing one of his solos for an upcoming skz-record.
Headphones. It had been such a silly first encounter, yet so fitting for you two that you couldn’t help but cherish it dearly.
Lost in thought, you hadn’t been paying attention to where you were headed. Neither had he, and, which had ended with a little crash against each other. A meteor, not quite as devastating as so to kill a couple dinosaurs, but to leave a crater in your heart and create a small moon out of the pieces that scattered away shyly.
“Sorry!” You bowed your head, then stared at him.
“Hi,” he had said in a sheepish tone, hints of panting that you attributed to how he must’ve run back in hopes of catching you. “Guess you like wave to Earth too?”
And while he giggled, you told yourself you weren’t going to fall, but both Jupiter and Juno knew.
They had said the same thing about Rome.
jisungie🎀💫: entering jyp
you: at 21:43? jeez
jisungie🎀💫: what? i ain’t afraid of success bbg 💪
jisungie🎀💫: come over if you want
What would happen with any other person was that they’d smile and turn off their phone.
Well. Not Juno.
Not you, no.
[🔺☆ 🚀 ☆🔺]
The studio smelled like bubble tea, and that’s how you knew he was still there.
“Oh, hey! I wasn’t sure if you were coming in.” Han smiled.
Sleepiness oozed off of him, and you grinned, cleaning the table from leftover crumbles as you set your bag down. Your heart twirled imaginary hairs when Jisung’s hands —hands with several rings, something that could sometimes be a lot to manage— left the keyboard and settled on his thighs, softly stroking them as he turned the chair to face you.
“Yeah. Wanted to work on a demo I owe to the girls,” you mentioned, taking your jacket and your mask off.
“Actually,” he started, and your hands tingled with the feeling that you’d help him in whatever he needed. Damnit, hands. Damn you, heart. “Could you help me with this demo? Jeonginnie asked me to go over it.”
You sipped from your own drink, as if to fake giving it a bit of a thought. You were going to say yes, of course. But instead, you scratched your arm, frowning lightly.
“Innie asked you?”
“It’s for his solo stage.” He clarified, turning back to face the computer. “We all have them for our tour.”
The way he entered the recording booth seemed distant, and a part of you couldn’t help but wonder why as you fidgeted with your necklace and settled everything on the desk comfortably. Ji turned the light off, something slightly weird. He never did that with you, after all these years, and considering you two were the only ones there, you asked.
“Is it a high register?” You wondered, pressing the button on your left so he could hear you in his headphones. You blinked when you saw his figure slightly jolt in something like surprise.
“Uh, no. It’s just the… style of the song,” he giggled, putting his beanie on and tucking in the hairs that fell over his eyes.
Oh. That’s the one you gifted him.
“Sure. Mind if I give it a listen first?”
“Go ahead,” he replied without looking at you through the window.
Helping him came off naturally. The track for the girls was an excuse, one you had already forgotten. And as he started singing, you weren’t sure you’d remember any time soon.
“T-those are some bold lyrics, huh?”
Hallucination.
Jisung covered his eyes with his beanie, giggling.
“It’s Innie’s fault. He gets it from Chan.”
“What’s Chan’s solo about?” You asked with a laugh.
You didn’t expect Jisung to stare at you and swallow dry.
“He says it’s about trains.” He shrugged, as if he had remembered suddenly that he was supposed to answer your question.
When you both were done, it was late. Really late. He insisted you two grabbed a beer in the convenience store nearby, but you took a juice, claiming you had to drive.
“I’ll uh, I’ll get the bus, seriously,” he raised his hands as you both exited the store, beer in hand.
“Ji,” you deadpanned, finishing your juice. Thank God you liked him, because sometimes you wanted to hit him. Softly. With a pillow. “Shut up. I’m taking you.”
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“How come I didn’t remember you have a driver's license?” Han smiles sheepishly.
The drive to his apartment is silent, as if you two were submerged in a no-conversation. No words, no nothing, just the sound of the tires against the asphalt and the yellow lights from the streetlights that lightened your way.
It’s late enough that there are little to no cars on the driveway. But weirdly, Jisung sips from his beer and sighs.
“Actually, could to take a left here?” He says softly, his voice surprisingly low.
“That’s not the way to your apartment, is it?” You ask, as softly as him, turning anyways.
“Nah, it’s this place I found and I wanted to show you.”
Alcohol doesn’t get easy to him —not from a beer, at least—, but he’s smiling like silly, and you can’t help but smile too.
You park where he tells you, and surely enough, there’s no one there. It’s a secluded, empty area, far from the center and high enough so that the city can be seen clearly.
“Think I left my jacket here last time I came.” He snickers, and you can’t help but chuckle. His hand travels to your knee and he squeezes it gently. “I’ll come back in just a second.”
One blink. Two blinks.
Hot fucking damn.
Your head falls against the steering wheel as soon as he closes the door.
Get your shit together.
Looking up, the car tells you it’s way past midnight. Your head tells you you’re crazy, your heart giggles at the fact, guilty as charged. Sighing, you raise your face enough to look at the stars. Only to find Jisung’s silhouette, now with a dark jacket on, waving at you as he stands in front of the car.
You’re blushing, but you wave haphazardly, smiling, and still frown when instead of getting back to his seat, Jisung goes and opens your door instead.
“Hey,” he giggles, and your grin matches with his.
“What are you doing?”
Jupiter can sometimes be seen from Earth, when the Sun’s light hits it just right and the night is dark. Still, its shimmer doesn’t compare to that of Jisung’s eyes when he rests his forearms on the car’s roof and bends down to your height. You haven’t moved, your own eyes fixated on how he licks his lips.
“I think I’m being stupid,” he chuckles. You’re a goner, not even noticing how his hand slides in for a moment and turns the headlights off, leaving you two only illuminated by the shy light in the car that indicates that the door is open and by the moonlight, who cheekily shines at the both of you.
Instead, you blink. Normally you just get him, just as he gets you, but you’re almost as lost as how you feel when you stare into his dark brown eyes.
“Stupid?” You smile lightly. “Why?”
At your tender tone, Jisung lets his head fall down, shyness getting the best of him. And yet the little alcohol he’s had boosts him back.
“I, uh, had a dream. Been having these dreams for like, a bit over a month,” he swallows dry, much like he did at the studio, and his eyes suddenly feel darker than before, maybe because his gaze stops avoiding yours for longer than a minute.
A meteor shower threatens to fall over your heart.
“You were there. And I was there, too.”
For someone who composes and uses words for a living, he was struggling a lot to piece together what he wanted to say.
“This… there was… this… feeling, like, inside of me. Here.”
Not only does he not use his hand, but he takes yours from the steering wheel and settles it over his chest. His heart.
You’re frozen. Completely out of it. Is it possible that maybe you fell asleep in the studio and that none of this is real? Could that be it, you wonder, until Jisung groans and leans his forehead against the roof of the car with a thud.
“I’m being an idiot, am I?” He snickers, with an undertone that lingers in something that resembles resignation. “I just- I saw you the other day, and I was… you were with Hyunjin, and I…” he clenches his fist, and he tries to back off, rubbing his face and passing them through his hair.
“No, Ji, wait.”
He chuckles breathlessly. “I made it awkward, right?”
“Ji.”
Your hand pulls him back closer by the zipper of his jacket, and only the crunchy-like sound of the gravel beneath him as he walks echoes through the night and follows how you move your hands toward his wrists. Towards his own hands, stopping him from picking on his nails further.
“Tell me, Ji,” you mumble. “What were you saying?”
His voice threatens to tremble before he speaks. His eyes don’t move from yours, and you think you’re completely out of your mind, just as much as he thinks of himself too.
“I keep having these dreams where I see you and the ache of wanting you swells up in me, like I’m on a raft that’s sinking and I just can’t even escape thinking about you when I sleep because I-”
He’s rambling, but with a sudden move from your side, he’s not anymore.
The cold of November doesn’t hit you when you stand up bluntly and you link your arms behind his neck and kiss him like you have been wanting to do for years.
His lips crash against yours like the sea crashes against the sharp rocks against the shore, even if the coast is much further away than you think, but you don’t mind, because you can’t think.
You’re kissing him. Finally.
You’re kissing Han Jisung.
And then, just a beat after what you’ve done —what you’re doing— sinks in, he reacts. His hands travel underneath your jacket and in the blink of an eye, he’s letting you push him against the car. No words, no nothing, only the scent of his cologne that suddenly fills you.
You tremble beneath him, and he pants.
He’s not blinking, his eyes glued to you. He can’t think either.
You should say something. What should you say? ‘Me too’? That’s lame. How come your brain can’t work when you most need it?
As if to answer your question, Han kisses you this time. Of course you can’t think, not when his hands travel underneath your clothes and he twists you in a way that somehow it’s your back against the car now. He’s not breathing, and neither are you, because you’re not kissing anymore, not when your lips can feel the teasing dent of his teeth nibbling on them and when the only thing you can taste is his tongue.
You’re not against the car anymore, because he closes the driver’s door with a kick and he opens the one to the backseats while he keeps kissing you.
Crazy. You’ve gotta be, because dreaming something as wild as this and for it to feel real, as real as it gets, as real as it could ever be, it has to mean you’re crazy. And you’d die on that hill if it means you get to keep dreaming how Jisung takes his newly-found jacket off and throws it to the front seat, in the same foreign path as where he throws his shirt, or how you two barely fit in the car and so he settles his knee between your legs to help you move back enough so that he can close the door.
And now you’re there. Alone together.
He gasps against your neck, as if he remembered that he had to keep breathing to live, and you don’t lose your opportunity, taking your sweater off and throwing it towards the trunk.
You lean your head back, the car feeling heavy with only the sounds of both him and you panting.
“I… fuck, I need you to tell me you want this.” Han swallows dry. “I need you to say it. Please. I want this too much.”
A meteor shower? Scratch that. This is a meteor storm.
“I think this is a dream, but still, I want you. Please.”
No words, no nothing, just the sound of the leather against your sweaty skin when you sit up straight and kiss Jisung like you mean it. It’s all nasty, teeth and tongue and a string of saliva that lingers when you break the kiss to fumble with his zipper.
“What if it is a dream,” you gasp, out of breath, out of control, completely and irrevocably out of it as your eyes stare at his. “I want you. Even if I wake up right now.”
Your shirt is discarded as fast —if not faster— than the rest of your clothes before.
“So if it is a dream, let’s keep going until we wake up.” You swallow dry too. “Until the stars can’t be seen.”
The kiss is like a heroin kick, although it is one that seems familiar. Or maybe it’s that your lips have become used to kissing his, considering that breathing has become a second priority with how raw is the need to consume him. A wave of pleasure takes claim inside of you with each caress of his tongue, with every touch of his fingers on your back, with every eager breath next to your jaw. He pulls you closer and moans with his mouth buried in your skin unfinished phrases that drive you crazy little by little —more than you already were.
“It may end right away,” Jisung says in a hoarse voice, clinging to one of the headrests that are closest to him. “But I’ll make it up to you. With my mouth. Or with my fingers. Or both. Yes, fuck...”
It’s a mix of quick and ruthless kisses, mouths open. Wet and urgent, almost in bites, as if you’d want to eat the other alive as he takes his pants off and helps you with yours, going down to kiss your neck.
“You’re so... f-fuck, ah...” he mumbles while he runs his tongue down your throat and to your collarbone. “I never want to wake up.”
His lips taste like the feeling that overcomes you when you look at the sky on a starry night. Emotion. Ecstasy. You want to drink it whole until there’s not a single drop left. Drink him.
Jisunh squeezes your ass, while your mouths are a mess, while he bites your lip and pulls it, smiling like a cheeky bitch, while your mouths fight for the control of the kiss and your tongue caresses his, and before you can piece together that the windows are foggy because of the two of you, he’s sliding inside, his hand lacing with yours.
God, you want to moan. Moan so loud. And so you do, because there’s nothing in this dream that could stop you.
And he moans, too, because you are like a dream come true.
Juno and Jupiter.
[🔺☆ 🚀 ☆🔺]
~kats, who accidentaly went full autism, space and mythology on the meaning of ‘juno’ by Sabrina Carpenter.
catiuskaa, november 2024 ©
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bunkysvintageandcrafts · 3 years ago
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Excited to share the latest addition to my #etsy shop: Purple grape Fan 1980's Purple Grape Hand Fan 1980's Vintage #fan #handfan #grapehandfan #purplefan https://etsy.me/3o1gx99 #bunkyboriscrafts #bosschicks #etsy #etsyshop #etsyseller #etsymarket #etsy.ads #vintagehandfan (at Tadley) https://www.instagram.com/p/CW2mYwqMuYi/?utm_medium=tumblr
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sadistickittens · 5 years ago
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@target had the @nyxcosmetics *mystic petals" palette & I had to check it out because I love purple. This is the perfect palette for purple. @colourpopcosmetics palette is great & has glitter but for shading & adding matte colors this is amazing. Love the lilac in it . . . . #palette #palettelove #nyxcosmetics #nyx #mysticpetals #lilac #purplefan #purplelover #eyeshadowpalette #eyeshadowpalettes #eyesshadowswatches #swatchme #swatchparty #swatchmelikethis #swatches #swatch https://www.instagram.com/p/B30EDpIprPi/?igshid=unrnmq0wdd6
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briluv50 · 5 years ago
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nocturnalwenchy · 6 years ago
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While I *wish* a PERMANENT version of #purple haircolour would be made available, I do welcome @renew_colour 's Renew Perfect Colour Retouch range. This exciting range of shades are available in four stunning semi-permanent shades. The retouch kits are available in Ocean Burst, Pink Passion, Royal Sapphire or Purple Fantasy. Check our the what, where and how at : www.renewhair.co.za ♡ #wenchytude . . . #purplefantasy #renew #renewhair #renewperfectcolour #renewcolour #purplehairdontcare #purplefantasyhair #purplehair #purplefan
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lilczechtreasures · 6 years ago
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SALE! https://goo.gl/oEA3rs $2.70 #WholesaleBeads #DecoFan #17mmDecoFan #AmethystCzech #CzechGlassDecoFan #CzechGlassSilver #AmethystSilverArt #CzechGlassBeads #PurpleFan #BeadsArtDecoFan https://www.etsy.com/shop/lilczechtreasures?utm_source=outfy&utm_medium=api&utm_campaign=api #outfy @outfyinc
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makowashimai · 8 years ago
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Came home to visit the family for awhile and found this in my room. At first I didn't know where it came from, and when I asked mom I was told my oldest niece left it as a gift for me! I will have to tell her thank you when I see her next time! #giftfrommyniece #purplefan #itisabeautifulgift! #ifeelloved
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paisleyparkinyourheart · 4 years ago
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@beyond_lyric: Hoy os presentamos la nueva ilustración para la canción “Paisley Park” del @jaimemartineztomas nos ha encantado y nos parece que está llena de detalles psicodélicos y delicados. #paisleypark #purplefamily #purplefans #princefams #princefans #funk #purplerain #crowdfunding #art https://t.co/Io5Jpl38br
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preciousari · 6 years ago
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My PURPLE Monday was TRULY Amazing !!! I 💜 Me, Some ME !! #Repost @thepurpleologist (@get_repost) ・・・ Don't be 'crabby' !! Enjoy your {purple} Monday! #purpleday #motivationmonday #becrabby #dontbecrabby #behappy #findhappiness #shoppurpleologist #purple #lovepurple #purpleshop #purplefascinator #purpleologist #purpleologiststore #shoppurple #buypurple #shoplocal #purplestore #purpleday #purpleflower #thepurpleologist #northmyrtlebeach #myrtlebeach #barefootlanding #wearpurple #purpleismyfav #purpleismyfavorite #purplefans
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rawshutterbug · 4 years ago
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African Daisy Cutting Board https://society6.com/product/african-daisy2862396_cutting-board?curator=rawshutterbug#Daisy #purplefan #purple #purpleflower #daisyfan #daisylover
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bunkysvintageandcrafts · 5 years ago
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Excited to share the latest addition to my #etsy shop: Purple grape Fan 1980's Purple Grape Hand Fan 1980's Vintage #vintage #1980s #collectable #handfan #handpainted #listingsmanager https://etsy.me/2Oqvdg3 #etsy #bunkysvintagecrafts #purplehandfan #purplefan #grapehandfan #grapefan (at Tadley) https://www.instagram.com/p/B77_yDMAbmE/?igshid=5ua3wm5y4t84
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sadistickittens · 5 years ago
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Yes my @colourpopcosmetics "lilac you a lot" came in! OMG i ♥️♥️♥️💜💜these colors. They're my favorite color too. I broke the purple palette I had but this one has more purple in then my last one. . . . #lilac #lilacyoualotpalette #lillacgirl #purplelover #purplefan #purple #makeupcollections #makeuppalette #palette #palettelove #eyeshadowpalettes https://www.instagram.com/p/B29mdIhJwZ1/?igshid=1ou9zfzwse7pr
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sadieandgracie77-blog · 7 years ago
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Sadie's Creations - Today on Sadie and Gracie YouTube channel I posted a video of Sadie showing off her unique family drawings. Please check it out and subscribe to their channel and social media accounts. Link below 👇 https://youtu.be/n80nw7YoeBA #momvlog #sahm #stayathomemom #youtube #vlog #sadieandgracie77 #sadieandgracie #talentedkids #cutekids #funnykids #twins #twinmom #newmom #7yearolds #familyfun #kidsdrawing #howtodraw #drawingwithalcoholmarkers #alcoholmarkers #illustration #pinkandpurple #purplelover #purplefan #pinklover #pinkfan howtodrawcats #howtodrawdogs #guineapigs #guineapig #guineapiglover #guineapigfan
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nocturnalwenchy · 6 years ago
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While I *wish* a PERMANENT version of #purple haircolour would be made available, I do welcome @renew_colour 's Renew Perfect Colour Retouch range. This exciting range of shades are available in four stunning semi-permanent shades. The retouch kits are available in Ocean Burst, Pink Passion, Royal Sapphire or Purple Fantasy. Check our the what, where and how at : www.renewhair.co.za ♡ #wenchytude . . . #purplefantasy #renew #renewhair #renewperfectcolour #renewcolour #purplehairdontcare #purplefantasyhair #purplehair #purplefan
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luckyphat1 · 8 years ago
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#fmsphotoaday #october #day3 #fms_purple I usually have something #purple either with or on me.... #purplefan
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starfish1966 · 8 years ago
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I love sea grass! #purplefan #plants
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