#same visa versa

[heyclickadee]

Slightly unhinged Tech theories brought to you by:

1. How stupidly open Star Wars canon is.

2. An extremely stubborn form of optimism.

3. That red herrings only work if the real answer is more satisfying than the distraction, and the fact is that not only did we not get any answer AT ALL, but no one involved will actually straight up say it was a misdirect or what we were being misdirected from or even acknowledge there being any direction at all, meaning it was either the world’s most badly executed red herring, or it wasn’t a red herring at all/we just don’t have the actual answer yet.

4. The fact that Tech isn’t a real person, he’s an idea, meaning I don’t have to accept jack shit. Especially when canon has done so little to actually convince me he’s gone for good and it’s so markedly different than every other loss in the show.

[ridaine]

what kind of outfits do you think Freyja wouldn't wear? i can imagine her doing everything to avoid having to disguise herself as a common guard but i wonder if there's fashion fashion she avoids.

FUNNY ENOUGH she doesn't mind dressing up for roles at all and will wear MOST things, but there's some specific things she really loathes and would never TOUCH UNLESS it was for a disguise/role. I also wouldn't say she has anything against "common" folk or fashion because she does come from a very humble background herself.

Much like me irl, her worst nightmare is a women's cut fitted tee paired with jeans. It simply does not serve enough and the cuts just could be so much more flattering and it gives her no chance to play with shape/silhouette.

She generally hates/avoids high necked collars that don't go up to the neck because it makes her chest look way lower and she doesn't find it flattering.

Other things she hates is just fully baggy things with zero shape (She'd belt it if she could) and empire waist style dresses or shirts. She fully knows she could SERVE an empire waist, but it feels like a much too youthful or demure vibe for her liking.

[wendelin-utt]

Me: Can you get me a drink? Friend: What do you want? Me: Never mind.

Reason why I said Never mind: The drink I thought was empty that was right beside me wasn't, in fact, empty. Said friend remarked that what I replied was so anti choice that it was funny before I explained why.

[july-19th-club]

hm. the throughline in 'this is not for tears' after roman gets back from experiencing (mildly! as these things go) a hostage situation and everyone is, briefly, very hands-on and solicitous with him and then he's like 'hey do you guys think we can like. i was thinking . in the hostage situation. can we talk about stuff like normal human beings maybe from now on' and shiv and ken immediately start making fun of him in muppet voices

[trenchgardens-ooc-ooc-ooc-ooc]

sighs... social dynamics...

they live in my brain because my brain doesnt want to work on my finals which are due in looks at watch 15 hrs

[stealingyourbones]

There’s so many prompts where Danny gets kidnapped instead of a Batfam member or visa versa. Usually by a random group of ransomers or the GIW.

Give me the most buckwild kidnapping reason that isn’t that. Examples:

Two-Face mistook Dick for Danny and Danny owed him $22 from a bet over five years ago.

Danny gets kidnapped instead of Brucie Wayne even though Bruce is very publicly at an event multiple states away. (The kidnappers aren’t too bright)

Plastic Man (pretending to be Bruce Wayne. Most likely because Batman needed both Bruce Wayne and Batman in the equation and Plastic Man was able to Body double and be there the fastest) Danny wrong place and wrong time happened to be near Plastic Man as he intentionally was jumped by members of a new gang in Gotham. The gang members, connecting very loose dots, take Danny as well as Plastic Man to an undisclosed location (this was intentional by Plastic Man to find out where the new gang operates, the kid wasn’t a part of the plan but hey! Winging it can be just as fun as a plan going perfectly (Batman is nearly yelling Plastic Man to stick to the plan and to not deviate))

Tim doesn’t even remotely look the same as Danny. This one (incredibly reckless, especially for Gotham) Bounty Hunter keeps on trying to bring him in for escaping an extradimensional prison and causing a riot???

[alotofpockets]

Practice makes perfect | Leah Williamson x Reader

Where you and Leah practised kissing each other to prepare for kissing boys, but you quickly realise that after that you don't want to kiss anyone but her

Woso masterlist | Words: 2.5k

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As the only two girls on the boys' team growing up, you and Leah clicked right away. Football brought you together, but it was everything else about her that kept you close. Not many people had stuck around in your life the way Leah had. From meeting at six years old to now, a decade later, she was still your best friend.

The football dream was becoming reality for the both of you. The young Lionesses and Arsenal Academy were where you spend most of your time besides school or each other’s houses. The two of you were inseparable and everyone knew it. Where you went Leah went, and visa versa.

“Remember when we were like twelve and we practised kissing?” Leah asks you out of nowhere while you’re sitting in her bed and playing video games. You think back to the moment.

It was a similar situation to this one, you were having a sleepover and had just finished watching a romcom. “How do you know if you’re gonna be a good kisser if you’ve never kissed someone before?” Leah asked with a voice filled with curiosity. 

“I have no clue. Why don’t they show those parts in the movies?” You turned off the tv and pulled the covers further over your body. “Exactly! Like when I kiss a guy for the first time, I want to make sure that like I can kiss him properly, you know?” 

You nodded, understanding her concerns. “What if we practised kissing together? Then we can tell each other if we’re any good.” Leah loved your idea and instantly sat up in bed again. “You are brilliant!” 

She made you sit up as well and once you did she double checked if it was okay. When you nodded in confirmation, she leaned in and pecked your lips. “How did I do?” She instantly asked. “Good I think, what about me?” She smiled proudly, “Nice, you as well.” 

You had practised a couple more times that night, and when you both liked boys, you had practised some more so that the first kisses you would have with them would be perfect.

“Yeah, I remember.” In the meantime Leah had paused the game to fully focus on the conversation she wanted to have. “I was wondering if maybe we could practise something again.”

“What do you want to practise?” You asked to urge her to go on. “Well, I heard from some girls in our class that they’ve been making out with their boyfriends, and they talked about how it goes and everything, but even with that information I don’t feel even remotely ready to just make out with a guy. So, I thought that maybe, if you’re up for it of course, we could practise like we did before?”

Even with the introduction Leah gave, her question still caught you off guard. Leah’s hopeful eyes were hard to ignore while you thought about her question. “Just so we don’t totally embarrass ourselves when the time comes.”

"Yeah, exactly! I don’t want to make things weird between us though, you can totally say no.” She quickly added.  “It’s not weird.” you said shifting to sitting cross-legged, facing Leah, on her bed. “We’re just practising.”

Leah’s face lit up with relief, “Exactly, Just practising.” She turned to sit cross-legged as well. She told you how your classmates had described making out, so you were both on the same page. 

“So, eh,” you cleared your throat, “do we just go for it?” Leah let out a nervous laugh, “I guess so?” You nodded, which Leah took as her sign to start leaning in. She inched closer slowly, until her lips brushed yours. 

At first she just pecked your lips like you had practised before. Your heart started beating faster, but you didn’t understand why. Her soft, warm lips on yours felt familiar, yet somehow different. “Still okay?” She asked to make sure you wanted to do this as well. “Yeah.”

You leaned in this time and let your lips move in sync with hers. Your heart thudded loudly in your chest as Leah reached out her hand and cupped your cheek to pull you a little closer. 

When she pulled back after a few moments, her eyes searched yours. “How was that?” 

Your brain felt like it was running a million miles an hour, and you were scrambling to find words. “Good.” You managed finally. “What about me?” Leah’s lips quirked into that proud smile she had done last time, “Good too.” 

A feeling came over you that you had never felt before, you couldn’t quite place it, but before you could overthink it, Leah was leaning in again. “Practice makes perfect, right?” she said softly, and when you didn’t move away, her lips were on yours again.

That night while Leah slept soundly besides you, your mind wouldn’t stop racing. Trying to make sense of what you were feeling. 

It wasn’t until a few weeks later when you saw Leah kiss a boy in your class, that you realised what was happening. The moment you saw the two of them together, you felt a pang of jealousy. All you knew in that moment was that you weren’t jealous of Leah in that moment, but you were jealous of him. 

You turned on your heels and got away from the situation as quickly as possible. Of course, you headed straight over to the football field. The one place where everything felt right. You must’ve spent hours kicking a ball around until your parent’s called asking when you’d be home. “No Leah tonight?” Your mom had asked when you walked in, seemingly without the blonde by your side. You hadn’t even thought about it, but usually Leah would join you on Fridays. “Eh, no not tonight.” You say quickly. “Do I have time for a quick shower?” Your mom nodded and you rushed to your room. 

You checked your phone and sure enough you had a bunch of messages from Leah. The last one read I hope everything is alright. Couldn’t find you at school so I headed home. Please text me back!

You didn’t text Leah back that night, or the next morning. It wasn’t that you were mad at her, of course you weren’t, you didn’t think you ever could be, but you just didn’t know what to say. Every time you thought about her, you saw that boy’s lips on hers. Every time you saw it play back in your mind, it made your chest ache.

But Leah was Leah. Persistent, stubborn, and your best friend. So, it didn’t take her long to just show up at your house unannounced. 

“You’ve been avoiding me.” She stated from your doorframe, after your dad had let her in. She found you laying on the floor with one of your textbooks in front of you, trying to bury yourself into your homework. “What’s going on?” 

You glanced at her and then quickly focused back on your textbook. “Nothing.” Leah shook her head and stepped inside, closing the door behind her. “Liar.” She sighed, “Did I do something wrong?”

“No!” You said a little too quickly and defensive for Leah to believe it. She crossed her arms and leaned against your door, studying you like she was trying to solve a puzzle. “I just need some space.” You said softly, unable to meet her eye.

“Since when do we do space?” Her voice softened. She walked further into your room and sat down on the edge of your bed. “Come on, talk to me.”

You wanted to. You wanted to tell her everything. You always told Leah everything, but how could you tell her about your feelings? How could you tell her that you were jealous of a guy she kissed? Talk about the way your heart raced when you made eye contact with her? 

“I’m fine, Lee.” You forced a smile, but it didn’t quite reach your eyes and Leah could tell. You saw that she was fighting her inner monologue to press further, her lips parting like she was about to. Before she could say anything, your mother yelled upstairs, “Leah, honey, are you staying for dinner?”

Leah turned to you, “Do you want me to go?” You shake your head, “No, it’s okay. You can stay.” She opened the door and told your mom she would love to before turning back to you. “I’m gonna help her with dinner, you know, so you can have some more space.” This time you noticed her smile not fully reaching her eyes, but before you could say anything, she had already closed the door behind herself.

You stopped ignoring Leah, because you knew she would just find a way in, but that didn’t mean that your interactions were any less awkward, well at least for you. From Leah’s side it seemed like nothing had happened, while you questioned every interaction you had with her.

When she laughed at your jokes, or let her hand linger on your arm or leg, everything made your skin feel like it was on fire.

A few weeks later Leah was picking out her prom outfit with her mom. She had tried on a bunch of dresses, but none of them seemed to be what she was looking for. Today was the last chance of finding something, since prom was literally tonight. So, Amanda was determined to spend the whole morning driving from store to store until they found something.

It was the third store of the morning where Leah’s eyes fell on a baby blue suit, and she knew instantly that that was going to be the one. Her mom encouraged her to put it on, and the smile on her daughter’s face was exactly the reason why she had.

“This is going to be the one!” Leah said as she admired the suit in the mirror. “It’s lovely Leah Cathrine.” Leah smiled big, “Thank you.” After paying for the clothes, the pair headed back to the car.

“Oh mom, I wanted to ask if you could drive y/n and me tonight.” Her mom’s brow furrowed. “Darling of course I would, but I thought y/n wasn’t going?” Leah looks at her mom as if she was crazy. “What makes you think that?”

“Oh well, because that’s what she said yesterday. She said she wasn’t really feeling up to going.” Leah didn’t understand, you hadn’t told her anything. “But she was so excited about it and had her outfit picked out like months ago already. Do you know why she isn’t going?”

Amanda shakes her head, “I don’t know.” Leah was quick to respond. “You didn’t push further?” Amanda chuckles lightly, “No, that’s more your thing, darling.”

Leah sat back in the seat and crossed her arm, going over what she could do. “Can you drive me to her place tonight?” She nodded, “Sure, darling.”

You were watching a movie in your sweats when you heard a knock on the door. When you opened the door, Leah stood in front of you with a small bouquet of flowers. “What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at prom?”

“I could ask you the same thing.” Leah shoots back instantly. “I’m not going Lee, you should still go though. I’m sure your boyfriend would like you to be there.”

“Boyfriend?” Leah steps inside and closes the door behind her. “What are you talking about? I don’t have a boyfriend.” You shrug your shoulders, “I saw you and Steve kiss, figured you two were together.”

“Oh no definitely not.” Leah said defensively, “He kissed me, and I told him that I wasn’t interested.” You searched her eyes for anything to prove what she was saying wrong, but she seemed sincere. “Oh.”

“So, come to prom with me?” Leah said, holding out the bouquet to you. “Sorry, Lee, I can’t.” She retracted the flowers reluctantly. “Why not?”

“You didn’t do anything wrong, and there is nothing you can fix.” You sighed in frustration, wishing she would just drop it. “Did someone else do something? Please just tell me what’s going on.”

Her question hung in the air. Again you wanted to tell her, but you just couldn’t. “I just can’t, please drop it.” But Leah was Leah and there wasn’t any scenario in which she would drop this.

“I won’t drop it. You’ve been excited about your outfit, the music, the pictures. You’ve been talking about prom non-stop for months and now you’re here in sweats not going. Please just tell me what’s going on. If I did something, let me in and let me fix it.” Her plea sounded desperate.

“Fine, okay, I’ll tell you.” Leah focussed on you instantly, not having expected you to break so soon. “I can’t go to prom with you because ever since we practised making out, all I can think about is wanting to kiss you again.” 

Your eyes were looking anywhere but Leah, not ready to see the way she would react to that confession. “Please look at me.” She slowly reached up her hand to your cheek to turn your head to face her. You expected anger, disgust, or even hurt in her eyes, but instead you were met with softness. 

“You know the reason I told Steve I wasn’t interested?” You shook your head. “It’s because after he kissed me, I felt nothing. Which was a stark opposite to how I felt when we kissed. I swear it was just practise when I asked you, but I think that was exactly what I needed to realise my feelings for you.” Leah confessed. 

You stare at her for a moment, taking in the confession. She liked you the same way that you liked her? The corners of your lips slowly rose as it was all coming together in your head. And then without hesitation, you lean in and kiss her for real this time. She kissed you back instantly, and pulled you closer like she had done last time. It felt even better than your time practising, now knowing your feelings for each other.

When Leah pulled away, she leaned her forehead against yours. “So, prom?” Your smile grew. “Yes, just let me get changed.” 

You rushed to your room and quickly got ready. “Wow, you look amazing!” Leah said as you walked back downstairs. “So do you!” You pecked her lips appreciatively. She took your hand and pulled you out the door where her mom was still waiting in the driveway. “Ready to go to prom, girls?” She knew by your happy faces that whatever was going on between the two of you these past weeks, was resolved. “Yeah, more than ready.” You said and Leah squeezed your hand. “Yeah, let’s go.”

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[strifesolution]

anon is probably talking about this fic

I learned about codependency from a rtgame/callmekevin fic in 2020. I found it again recently it’s pretty good

[bingsoo-jung]

I said this in the comments of someone else’s post, but I’m going to say this here. Taash identifying as non-binary is good actually, and in fact better than the dev’s making up some new term for them. Let’s get into it.

So for a bit of background, I’m non-binary and Thai. If you don’t know, Thai has specific terms for different gender-sexual identities, they’re quite old, they date back a few hundred years. However, the thing about culturally specific terms is just that, they’re culturally specific. The reason you use them is because you are tied to the culture in such a way that you gender-sexual identity cannot be disassociated from it. Because, to be clear, these terms are never just about your gender or sexual identity. They encompass a role you play within society itself.

For instance, in Thai culture we have tom/tomboys. These are AFAB folks who occupy a masculine societal role and date women. If you’re AMAB you cannot be tom. If you’re transmasc and feminine? You cannot be tom. If you’re transmasc and not attracted to women? You cannot be tom. If you’re transmasc and mostly date men? You cannot be tom. If you’re transmasc but don’t particularly feel like taking care of the girl you date, taking her out, being the ‘man’ in the relationship? You can’t really be tom.

Because the thing about culturally specific genders is that they come with a lot of rules. Being tom isn’t being non-binary. There are cis women who are tom, and there are non-binary people who are toms. You do not get eschew gender roles in these cases. You are quite literally taking one on. You have a role and place in society that has been made for you, and you are expected to carry it out.

Because of this, none of these terms are a one-to-one for other identities, and nor should they be. Being kathoey or hijra is not the same as being a trans woman or non-binary, and visa versa. You can be kathoey and not be trans. You can be trans and not be kathoey. Being aqun-athlok or any other specific term shouldn’t be either. The idea that it is, is more ahistorical and inaccurate than the word non-binary itself. Giving Taash some new, culturally specific term, would inherently tie them to a culture, and one perhaps that they didn’t feel apart of. Especially since Taash’s entire story is about struggling to figure out where they belong. Arguably the biggest issue with their story is that you have to make them decide, and fundamentally tying them to a term would’ve compounded that problem.

The reason I identify as non-binary and not a tom, is because I am not occupying some specific role in Thai culture. Despite living in LA, I rarely interact with other Thai people who aren’t my family. I do not live in a cultural context that would allow me to identify as a tom.

The thing about terms like non-binary, or trans, or agender, is that they’re meant to be acultural terms encapsulating the concept of truth to oneself and ones identity. Whereas culturally specific terms aren’t, they’re about the role you hold in society and where you fit in. It’s about your identity within a status quo. Taash is a character who is eschewing societal roles, and breaking the status quo, giving them those terms just wouldn’t work.

And finally? Using non-binary itself allows the writers to very specifically say where they stand. There is no space given to transphobes. You either accept that DA is queer-friendly or bust. And that’s a very important stance to make in an era where trans and non-binary folks are being actively targeted. There’s no ‘well Taash isn’t actually trans or non-binary they’re [insert term here]!’ Because people would’ve done that, we know they would’ve. This means people can’t do that. They have to just say that they have an issue with the term, and thus we can call them for what they are. Transphobes. Plain and simple.

So yeah, Taash’s identity does have nuance, it has a lot of it. And to be honest with you, I wouldn’t be surprised if Trick Weekes, a non-binary person whose wife is First Nations and thus from a group with culturally specific gender identities, knows about the difference between something like two-spirit and trans. And to be honest with you, using something like non-binary has nuance I doubt was actually afforded to Krem, considering they cast a cis woman to play Krem.

So yeah.

[exhaslo]

Need moreee hybrid bunny！reader x CEOMiguel hehehehehhehehe🐇love your story too muchhhhh❤️❤️

Haha, thank you, thank you!! Part 2s are always fun to write! I'll continue this were the original left off then, hehe

Also, sorry this was so late. I finally started my January requests!

Part 1

Warning: MINORS DNI, Smut, p in v, breeding kink, rough sex, creampie, public sex

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There was always that feeling of uncertainty. Under normal circumstances you would be overwhelmed with joy with becoming Miguel's wife, but you weren't normal. You weren't even fully human anymore. So, sometimes...you felt those cruel whispers get inside your head.

Miguel always showered you with love, reminding you of his feelings. You felt the same, but there was still that little voice in the back of your head. Telling you that none of this would have ever happened if you didn't go into heat in front of him.

It's been months since that day, but you still recall it as if it were yesterday. Miguel took you on some dates before proposing to you, had you move in to his luxurious penthouse, and he had all of the wedding details planned out.

You were his personal assistant at Alchemax, helping him with trying to cure the hybrids and saving them. Miguel was a walking green flag, but you still felt like you weren't good enough for him. The stares that you got from the other women.

Other people.

They all saw you as just another gold digger, one who could use their body to their advantage. It hurt, especially since you loved Miguel so much and visa versa.

"(Y/N), are you ready?" Miguel hummed in your ear as his hands snaked around your waist, "We don't want to be late, amor (love)." He planted soft kisses against your neck.

"Miguel, are you sure you want me to go? Won't your business partners find it...find you strange to have me as a wife?"

"Amor, if they have something to say about my beautiful wife, then they shouldn't be in business with me." Miguel said with a soft grunt, pulling you in for a kiss, "Shall I remind you of how perfect you are?"

"Mhm, but we're going to be late." You whimpered, holding onto his jacket. Miguel pressed you against the wall,

"So? I'm spending time with my wife," Miguel hummed as his hands started to raise your dress, "Besides, everyone loves news about an heir,"

You felt a shiver run up your spine towards Miguel's words. Unsure of what came over you, you nearly pounced on Miguel. Your kisses were deep as you moved to his hands against your core. The thought of him fucking a baby into you sent you into a frenzy.

"Easy, baby, I'll make sure to take my time." Miguel said with a soft chuckle as he removed your panties, "Gotta pound that baby in nice and slow,"

"Miggy," You moaned softly, grinding against his hand, "Gimme a baby, please? Please?"

"(Y/N), are you in heat?" Miguel questioned, his tone full of concerned as he started to pump his fingers inside your pussy.

"Ah~ N-no, but I want...mhm~ your baby in me!~" You cried out. Miguel smiled as he kissed you deeply,

"Then I shouldn't keep my wife waiting."

You mewled into the kiss, wrapping your arms around Miguel's neck. Your velvet walls clenched and tighten around Miguel's fingers as he curled against your sweet spot. With a slight tug against his hair, you cam against his hand.

Miguel praised you before sliding his cock inside. Your legs wrapped against his waist as Miguel held you up. His lower hand just brushing against your fuzzy hair, sending shocks of pleasure throughout your body.

You moaned and rested your head against the wall as Miguel gave you slow and deep thrusts. His cock making itself at home inside of you as he hit all the right spots. You whimpered and gasped as Miguel kept playing with your tail, making you more sensitive than you already were.

"Gonna be so full for the gala, amor. How naught of my wife," Miguel chuckled as he started to fasten his pace, "But my precious little bunny wants a baby, how can I refuse?"

"MhM~ B-Baby! Inside!" You cried out, feeling your high approaching again. Miguel chuckled as he kissed your neck,

"Yes, baby, I'll give you one," Miguel inhaled your perfume as he grunted and moaned into your neck, "I'll tend to all your needs, (Y/N)"

"Miguel!"

You cried out as you cam hard against Miguel's dick. With another grunt, Miguel bottomed out and coated your walls white. He arms wrapped around you as the two of you took a moment to catch your breathe.

"Alright, let's get going," Miguel hummed.

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Your cheeks were flustered as you stood by Miguel's side during the gala. He was proudly introducing you as his wife to everyone who approached him. While it did make your heart flutter, you could see the disgusted looks they gave you.

You were a hybrid, so they just assumed shit. Feeling Miguel's hand brush against you tail, you shivered in delight. Your pussy clenched for a moment, still feeling his cum from earlier inside you. The thoughts of a baby reoccurring.

"Miguel, I could use some fresh air," You whispered. Miguel smiled towards you, his hand never leaving your back,

"Of course."

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Miguel had you bent over on the outside private patio, slapping himself ruthlessly into your wet cunt. Your moans were loud and sloppy as you tried to quiet down. Anyone could walk out at any moment and see Miguel fucking you like a mad man.

You gripped onto the railing, gasping and moaning as Miguel started to pinch your clit. You tighten against his shaft, cumming once more against him. Miguel could only chuckle at the white ring forming on his dick.

"(Y/N), your pussy is so tight. Perfect for my dick. Perfect to mold our baby." Miguel groaned, filling you up with another load of his cum, "It's going to be a busy night, hm?"

"Y-Yesh," You whimpered, your body shaking, "W-We'll keep trying for a b-baby~"

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"I'd like to present this award to-"

You weren't paying attention to the speaker since Miguel's fingers were pumping into you, pushing his cum back inside your cunt. You trembled, trying to listen, but felt more worried about someone spotting the two of you.

This whole night was just both you and Miguel finding ways to fuck each other without anyone noticing. This was far better than you being in heat. This was you trying to get a baby. This was Miguel trying to fill you to the brim to have his child.

"Alchemax! Miguel O'Hara, please accept this award." The speaker cheered as the crowd clapped.

Miguel let out a soft grunt as he removed his fingers and wiped them against his napkin. He leaned down to peck your lips, smirking towards your flustered expression. You pouted towards the warmth leaving, but smiled as Miguel received an award.

"I'd like to thank my lovely wife. I couldn't have gotten this far without her," Miguel made eye contact with you, "Hopefully, we'll be able to share some good news soon."

Feeling your heart race at his words, you smiled while everyone glared at you. Miguel sure knew how to dot on you. As he returned with his award, Miguel claimed that you needed some food and took you to one of the closets.

"(Y/N), aren't you proud of me?" Miguel chuckled as his cock bullied your cunt.

"Yes~ Yes!" You cried, cumming once more, "L-Lemme reward you with a baby!"

"I think its the other way around, amor." Miguel chuckled before swallowing your moans with a kiss, "Shh, don't want anyone to hear my precious wife's sexy moans."

"Mhm~!" You held onto Miguel as he kept pounding your abused cunt.

Your eyes rolled back slightly as Miguel grunted and filled you once more. His hips still attached to yours as he played with your tail. His breathing heavy against your neck as he slowly started to thrust back inside you,

"We have a long night ahead of us, (Y/N). I won't stop until I put a baby in you." He whispered in your ear. You whimpered in response, fluttering against his cock,

"N-Neither will I."

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Hope you enjoyed!!

[armins-main-hoe]

would you make katsuki x twinsister!reader? one where they're both equally talented and competitive 👉🏽👈🏽

Sorry for replying so late!!

I don’t think I can make a whole fic for this since I have 2 on going fics and already struggling to keep up with those but I’ll write it down in headcannon form, sorry :/

The Bakugo Twins

(not proofread)

Honestly as kids, you both were complete menaces. All the other kids in class would follow you both around, no kid would dare step up to you both. Though I can see that at some point it was half the class following katsuki and the other half following you. Talk about sibling rivalry...

You both got your quirk when you both were arguing, both equally hot headed, both shouting and screaming, suddenly bright sparks started coming out from your fists. You both were startled by this and forgot what you were arguing about in the first place.

You both bullied deku. Sorry, but I can only see you also have a superiority complex just like your brother. I mean you grew up in the same environment as your brother and you are expected by others to be just like him. No one has ever taught you otherwise so its was only natural for you to do whatever he does and think whatever he does and visa versa.

You both gave the poor quirkless boy a tough time...

Honestly, unlike how in the anime, Deku wasn't actually thinking about taking a swan dive off of the roof, with you also bullying him, it probably did cross his mind once or twice.

However, by middle school you both had developed your own personalities, though there was not much difference between you both to be honest.

He was a bully, ego as high as the sky, a hero nerd, a complete jerk to everyone and you were one of those popular girls who acted like a bitch with her friends laughing at the back. You were the prettiest girl in the school and you knew it.

Katsuki hated the fact that you were going to apply to UA too. You both had the same quirk, meaning that if you got in, he would constantly be compared to you and there would be nothing special about him since he would not be one of a kind. He didn't understand why you wanted to join UA either. Sure, you liked heroes too but you didn't have collectables like he did. You never showed much interest in becoming a hero while growing up, at least not as much as him anyway. So why would you even think about joining UA?

What he didn't know was that you were applying for UA because of more than just one reason. You both were twins, everyone knew Katsuki was going to to apply for UA since he wasn't exactly shy about it. So naturally everyone thought you were going to apply for UA too. Call yourself some odd variation of a people pleaser and you said "well duh, are you thick or something? Obviously I am."

Another reason was, your looks. Since you were labeled as the prettiest girl in middle school and it got to your head, your looks became an obsession for you. You had to look flawless all the time and you needed someone to compliment you about your looks at least 10 times a day.

What better way to get complimented on your looks than becoming a famous hero? Heros are more popular than any celebrity so obviously becoming a hero would give you more attention.

Another reason was your sibling rivalry, you hated it so much when he would come home first place in a competition that you also participated in. You hated it when he was clearly better than you at something. Since both of your quirks were so 'flashy' and 'dangerous', you both were always competing against each other on who can use their quirk better.

When it was the day of the UA results, you both were equally nervous. Though neither of you tried to show it, acting as if you just know you are 100% going to get in.

Both of you were hoping for the other to get rejected. However, to both of your dismany, you both got in.

You're parents were over the moon of course, both their kids getting into a school like UA was what they called their biggest achievement.

You felt happy too, but in your stomach you felt this uneasy feeling knowing your brother was coming to UA with you. Katsuki felt the same.

You both knew how much more you would have to fight each other for the spotlight. Middle school would be nothing compared to UA.

Upon coming to UA, you both struggled a lot in your own ways. In the first few weeks, everyone thought you both were the strongest (and scariest) in the whole class. Which is good. You wanted it to be that way

Imagine sibling rivalry plus class rivalry. Him in 1A and you in 1B. Both of you the strongest in your classes, both you the scariest in your classes. Everytime you cross one another, the hardest glares were thrown at each other.

The sports festival ended up a mess. Why? Simple, the Bakugo twins.

You both managed to get through most of the festival without killing anyone but once it got to the one to one matches...

The final match was one that everyone was dying to see, the twins facing each other. Two people with the same quirk. Everyone wanted to know who would win, everyone wanted to know who was better. Who was the better twin.

Class 1a were cheering for Katsuki and class 1b were cheering for you because while this match was mostly to see who was the better twin, it would also determine who was the better class since they had the winner in their class.

The only person who thought this was bad as Deku. The kid you both bullied was the only one who could see past the competitiveness and realise that this would end in a disaster. That this was doing more harm than good. That if either one of you were to win the match then it would break the thin sibling bond you both had.

You both began attacking each other left and right, at one point no one could see anything with the amount of debris and smoke filling up the stadium. All they could hear were loud explosions echoing throughout the entire stadium.

Some time later, the staff had to send a teacher down there to try and see what was going on in the match. Immediately the teacher called the match off and another teacher came to break you both off.

Were you both siblings or enemies sent on an mission to kill the other? Trust me when I say the fight got so bad they had to call if off and just say it was a draw.

Both of you were covered in cuts, bruises and burn marks. By the time the adrenaline wore off, you both collapsed, unconscious on the floor.

They had to tie you both up and All might somehow managed to out the single 1st place gold medal around your necks.

Much to everyone's dismay, no one got to find out who was the 'better twin' or 'better class'.

So for the next few weeks, it was the same as always, trying to prove to everyone that you are better while sending death glares to your brother.

UA destroyed your relationship with your brother.

When you were younger, you both would at least play with each other, you both would hold hands and run around, chasing other kids, you both would still comfort each other when the other was sad, you both used to be each other's biggest supporters and now its all gone.

It all probably began to fade during middle school and now is completely gone in UA.

You saw each other as enemies and nothing more.

Well that's what you thought until your brother got kidnapped by the league of villains.

You could never forget how you felt your heart drop when you heard the news. You even forgot to breath for a few seconds. You scared yourself with how much you got scared of losing him.

So when Kirishma, who you recognised as Katsuki's best friend, came up to you, asking if you would help him and a few other students from 1a, get Katsuki back, you agreed.

When you met up with the group, you were the last one to come along since it took you a little longer to sneak out of the house, you saw the wide eyes they looked at you with, since they were so used to seeing you and Katsuki hate on each other every day.

"I do have a heart you know." you rolled your eyes at them. "Come on, lets hurry before that dimwit starts crying like a baby." you turned around and started walking away.

"Um.. Y/n.. We have to go that way-" A black haired girl spoke up.

You were all were successful with getting Katsuki back, you really wanted to hug him or something but you felt like you couldn't. You felt like it was wrong of you to even think about hugging him after everything you did to him. So on the way back, you didn't say anything. Even while watching All Might fight All For One on a screen, you kept your distance from him, walking next to the black haired girl instead.

The walk back home was silent. He walked ahead while you followed a few feet behind, usually you wouldn't let that slide, you would try to out walk him in some way but right now your mind was filled with so many thoughts.

You were so out of it that you ended up bumping into Katsuki's back when he stopped walking. He turned around and looked at you, a softer look on his face but still glaring at you.

"Why did you come with them?" He asked.

How do you even answer that? 'even though I wished for your death like you wished for mine, i still cared. I still didn't actually want to lose you.' or maybe 'why wouldn't I? I mean sure I hated your guts and hoped everything bad happened to you but I didn't actually mean it.'

You didn't even realise when tears began falling down your cheeks while thinking. Katsuki was shocked to say the least.

"I thought I would lose you..." You spoke out in the weakest voice Katsuki had ever heard you use.

Katsuki's hand lifted up to wipe your tears away but he hesitated. Can he do that? Really? After everything he did to you? He couldn't. So he turned back around.

"Idiot. As if some little villain would ever manage to kill me." You didn't miss how his voice cracked in the middle of the sentence, nor did you miss how he subtly tried to wipe away his own tears.

Maybe you didn't get to hug him like you used to when you were younger, but at least you now know there is a chance that maybe, just maybe, you could fix your relationship with your brother.

[honeytama]

noah x reader dvp AND noah x reader x oli dvp,, mm m mmm all my favorite subject

yummy smutty 18+ thoughts under the cut as usual

side icons by @/girasois and tagging @bluestdai

cw: double vaginal penetration

“this sounds— so stupid — but do you think you can go deeper? i need more noah, i wanna cum :(“

noah and yourself are the only people on you two’s king size mattress, your cheek pressed in his sleeping pillow and your ass up against his thrusting hips.

“more?” he responds incredulously. “i can move like this?” he repositions to wear his knee is bent toward your ear, foot planted on the mattress. “better?”

“it feels good, but sorry baby,” you whimper against the pillow.

you two had been going at it for 45 min without your first orgasm, which was unusual. you just feel so stretched out by him already and tuckered out enough that clenching around him didn’t help.

“get on your back, baby, let me try something different,” he’s breathless, but he talks soothingly to you. on your back, he enters you and thrusts languidly like usual in missionary,, you’re knees and thighs up and spread to his sides. “do you trust me?”

“mhm,” you nod playing with your breasts.

he stills inside of you and you whine. you watch his right hand come to your cunt and you think he’s going to play with your clit,, but he extends one finger and slowly presses into the space between his cock and the top of your folds. his finger pad facing up to the roof of your pussy

“noah,” you whine and you feel yourself stretch an extra centimeter until you can feel his forefinger rub against your plush, bumpy g-spot. “so. tight.”

“it could be tighter. you’re so wet i could put three fingers up there if you’ll let me?” he smiles at down his success; you writhing under his cock and hand working on your cunt.

you nod vigorously, “YES BUT TWO, two is good. need lube though.”

“mhm,” he hums and grabs it from the mattress with his empty hand. he slowly pulls his finger from you, and returns to mindlessly fucking you so you don’t get antsy. you watch him squirt lube onto his two longest fingers; fore and middle before he stills his hips again. “tell me if you need me to stop.”

he presses them into you again, both slowly at the same time and in the same position as before.

“noah, i feel so full, so stretched —“ you feel his fingers start to move in a come hither motion while sliding in n out of your slick cunt. “mmm fucking good”

“good girl.” he chuckles. “tell me when i can move. i can make you cum right now, just say please,” he commands.

“please move, baby,” you whine and wiggle your hips to gain even more friction.

he works his fingers and thrusts his hips in tandem. sometimes everything is entering you all at once,, sometimes he takes turns with his fingers deeper inside rather than his cock or visa versa

but either way you have the best orgasm of your life and your clenching down on all of him for all he’s worth…

noah’s shit-eating grin is what really ties it all together :( he just loves seeing girl come on all of him. when he cums, too, it’s the best because your so stuffed there’s no way he’s letting it out :((

—

you and noah find dvp to be your new special thing. it’s not all the time, but you’ve been practicing together for a few weeks that he’s able to use one of your 4 inch dildos or a similar toy in you instead of his fingers. his favorites are ones that vibrate because he can feel it all. he’s also definitely made you squirt for the first time while trying all of this out but that’s a diff story.

anyway, you bring it up, maybe after a really goood, confident session as he holds you in his arms and is caressing my your back…

“baby, what do you think about having another guy do what you’re doing with me?” you ask, caustiously, softly…

“wdym?”

“like, instead of the toy—“

“mmm,” your head rises against his chest as he chuckles. “I’ve thought about it since we’ve started trying. I do know a guy who’s been interested in you since even before we’ve been together,,,,”

“WHO,” you gasp.

“Oli.”

“NOAHH,” you whine and tap his chest.

noah’s sick, toothy smile is back on his face. “he just has a crush i think. he thinks you’re beautiful. but so do i.”

you’re mind is REELING (oli is a friend to both you, always kind, you just NEVER KNEW??). “OLI, he’s….. handsome. but i like you better! you’re my baby, my boyfriend,” you snuggle up closer. “i would like to try though. can you ask him?”

“anything for you,” noah hums.

—

you find yourself in noah and you’s king size mattress again, as you do every night for sleep and several times a week for other things. but your propped up on your elbows looking up at the tall, beefy bodies of your boyfriend, noah, and his close friend oliver sykes

all of everyone’s boundaries have been talked about and met. noah mainly just doesn’t want oli to kiss your lips, and that’s fine.

back to it

no one has their clothes on anymore. pleasures and foreplay like: kissing, hand jobs, blowjobs, them taking turns tasting your arousal straight from the source, them taking turns fucking your pussy in their respective favorite positions, going to paris etc etc have happened so so smoothly. now the boys are just trying to figure out the best position to have you in next.

they’re hair is tousled and both of their cheeks are pink as they do their best to keep their voices low while catching their breath.

oli pipes up a little louder, feeling confident, “noah, lie on your back. take y/n’s spot.” oli reaches out for your hand to help you up from the bed. oli sneaks in kisses along your jawline and down your neck as noah lies back. he instructs you next, but softly in your ear, “y/n, you’re going to ride your boyfriend just like normal, ok?”

“ok,” you squeak out. his fingers trace over the multiple marking they’ve made on your neck and chest throughout the night.

“if we want to take your cunt at the same time, i need you relaxed,” he brushes your hair over your ear. “go, love.”

you eagerly climb on top noah and he reaches out to you with welcoming arms. straddled across his his hips, noah guides your hips down with his hands and bottoms out.

“you’re gonna do so good for us, baby,” he praises as you grind down on him. “just breathe. I’ll talk you through it.”

you feel oliver’s hand on your waist and the bed shifts slightly with his weight added. “you ready?”

“mhmm,” you moan.

oil’s hand presses lightly into your back, pushing your to press against noah’s chest. your face is just above noah’s now… and you hold his shoulders for stability as you feel oil’s tip pushing into your pussy. alongside noah’s cock.

“fuck, fuck— ah,” you whine. tears start to form in the corners of your eyes.

“good girl, you’re doing so well,” noah praises. his face twists too at the feeling of his friend’s dick pressing against his.

“so tight—so good,” oli groans.

“oli, go further. I— I can do it,” you moan, your heavy breaths mess with the hairs on noah’s forehead.

“Fuck” “ah” “shit” is what you all say together once both of them have bottomed out inside of you.

“tell us when we can move, baby,” noah moans.

“please,” you practically grunt. you’re so full, you’re surprised you can even form coherent words. but you want to cum! on both of their cocks. and take both of their loads :(

oli moves first, thrusting his hips at a steady pace and his cock hits places you didn’t even know existed inside of you. noah moves with him, using his expertise with his fingers and toys when he dvp’s you himself. he works with that.

the sounds of all three of your moans, groans, grunts and foul words scream nauseatingly loud inside of your bedroom. noah whispers praises for you when he can, but he’s so far gone. he doesn’t even notice the pink half-moons your making with your nails into the skin of his shoulders.

cold tears roll down and accumulate at the tops of your cheeks. it’s feels so good and so much better than a toy as guy #2.

oli is the first to say that he’s almost there, “fuck, i’m gonna cum so hard into you…” and it pushes you and noah right over the edge.

like a fantasy, all three of you take your orgasm at the same time. they still inside of you, but you continue to grind on both of their cocks, making them groan in pleasure. you feel them fill you up with sprays of their cum, warming you up quick.

after riding down all of your highs, still in the same position, oli slowly leaves your don’t,,, “Noah, look,” he breathes out heavily.

noah has you come slowly of his dick, he’s sensitive :(

a bit of his? cum seeps out of you as you come off of him and it pools on his stomach, he gasps as he watches it drip from you

you move off of him to lie on your stomach and legs splayed apart, still catching your breath and letting your heart beat go down.

“oh, fuck,” noah says in a low tone.

the two men ogle you from the end of the bed. your stretched pussy still open for them to see, and their mixed cum leaking out out of you onto the sheets.

(extra: oli asking you to turn over while dvp,,, so you’re facing oli as he fucks you from the front and your back is against Noah’s chest ,,,,,,)

ANYWAY WHEW

[yoongikapi]

skinships || ot7 || drabble

fluff

en- masterlist

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jungwon:

❥ forehead kisses!

he loves when you brush his hair out of the way to plant a kiss on his forehead. and when you stand in between his legs and pamper him with kisses?? he softens into your touch and can’t help a huge smile from growing on his face

<3

heeseung:

❥ holding hands!

he loves grabbing your hand and catching you off guard, your surprised reaction is always adorable and he never shuts up about how perfectly your hand fits in his. he’ll intertwine his fingers with yours and give you a squeeze while holding you close (which secretly makes him giddy when you squeeze his hand back)

<3

jay:

❥ carrying you!

bridal style or piggy back rides you name it, he loves it! being that close to you makes him feel special, and he loves to show off how strong he is! knowing that you trust him enough to carry you is huge for him and he absolutely adores it

<3

jake:

❥ hugging!

holding you close is a 10/10 experience every time. when he hugs you and you wrap your arms around his neck he simply melts further into you. or if you initiate the hug first?? hugging him from behind will make his heart skip a beat every. single. time. he wont ever get enough

<3

sunghoon:

❥ resting his head in your lap!

being able to rest his head on your lap makes him feel so safe. knowing that you’ll let him lay there as long as he wants makes him so happy; and he loves it even more when you rake your fingers through his hair. he’ll smile and lean further in before he falls asleep to your touch

<3

sunoo:

❥ holding your face!

cupping your face in his hands and looking deep into your eyes is his go-to skin ship for sure. rubbing his thumbs against your soft cheeks make you smile, which in return makes his smile grow wider. and if you decide to hold HIS face he always blushes and ends up looking away, he cant contain himself around you sometimes because you’re too cute

<3

niki:

❥ resting on each others shoulders!

simply being there for you makes him so happy, even if that means acting as your pillow. he lets (and actually encourages) you to use his shoulder to rest on after a long day on the car ride home. or when he notices you getting sleepy he simply taps his shoulder to let you know you can rest there. same visa-versa! when he lays his head on your shoulder he thinks its the most comfortable, perfect spot to rest ever

<3

[missisjoker]

@randomingoftherandomness I had another brain blurb.

This one sprouted from an unanswered question of how the hell did wood!LL know ZYZ and ZYC were getting their asses whooped before he chose to show up?

What if he gave ZYZ a hickey, a part of his primordial soul, or some other supernatural "tag" that created a rudimentary telepathic system between the two? Li Lun is a tree, and all trees can communicate with other trees/ plants/ mushrooms via chemical signals. So, what if this is a similar system? But, because ZYZ is a monkey, the system is not fully functioning, in a sense that Li Lun can track ZYZ and get a sense of the other's mood, but he can't have full-blown conversations?

So, when they fight and LL is locked away, he is furious and hurt. Then, as the days go by, he settles down and tries to "ping" ZYZ through their bond to see if the other demon wants to reconcile like they did thousands of times before. But instead of a usual irritated "hi", he gets a tsunami of shame, hate, monster, and die? Tragically, those feelings are not directed at him, it is ZYZ spiraling into a suicidal manic episode and hating himself after the events of Blood Moon, he doesn't even hear Li Lun reaching out to him, doesn't realize he just sent a wave of "I hate yo ass, and I hope you die a horrible death" to his friend who is already dying, but Li Lun doesn't know that, he thinks it is directed at him. This just fuels the negative feedback loop because it hurts Li Lun even more, this suicidal / self-confining mood goes absolutely against his own will to survive and to be free and he, too, spirals into anger and lashes out. Maybe, he tries to "ping" ZYZ later, but gets the same response- and in desperation and anger cuts off the bond completely (which would explain why ZYZ says "you chose to break up").

*** AU idea below

Now, enter ZYC (no pun intended). He is, in essence, a water/air element- and water circulates freely through trees. Water also is a great conductor of chemical elements. This makes me think- what if LL somehow supernaturally hickeyed ZYC, would he be able to talk and exchange mental images with him? Maybe, to a point where Li Lun can see and feel whatever ZYC is seeing, and visa versa?

Who said symbiotic relationship? Oh, right, I did.

Of course, in the beginning, it would be very taxing on ZYC because Li Lun is still in his angry bitchy toddler mode- but if ZYC managed to shake Li Lun's world with just one alley conversation, imagine how much he can do with 3-4 conversations? Plus, LL will get a way to connect to other people's emotions- something he desperately needs to do to understand and deal with his own. And when Li Lun is out of his bitchy mode, he would be invaluable to the team.

(A hilarious plot point would also be Li Lun using the link just to mess with ZYC. Imagine others looking at ZYC's very concentrated face and thinking oh, he is having a mental fight with Li Lun again, such a brave and strong commander- while in reality he and Li Lun are sexting? Because Li Lun would absolutely pick the worst possible time to send the most lewd images in ZYC's mind just for funsies, and then laugh about it)

And the other part of the symbiotic relationship would be ZYC as water element being fully conductive of Li Lun's energy and power. Almost like Li Lun possessing ZYC with ZYC's full permission, but without actual body snatching?

Just imagine a "we are Venom" type of situation where ZYC has to fight ZYZ who's controlled by outside forces or in his Blood Moon mode, and ZYC's sword isn't there or doesn't work, and the Big Evil laughs because what could a mere human possibly do against a Great Demon? But ZYC catches ZYZ's claw as Li Lun's power surges through him... ZYC without his sword is no match for Zhu Yan, but ZYC merged with the other Great Demon? He might just have a chance.

Just food for thought.

[residentfromnowhere]

YanderePriest!Gyomei is normally good at keeping his composure. Hell, even the most trained of eyes couldn’t detect his true intentions. But when it comes to you, his most devoted among all of the followers at the church, the perfected mask that has fooled many at times slips and he isn’t too pleased with that.

Moreover, he isn’t the most pleased at having to keep said composure while hearing you practically be hounded by other men. It’s not that it wasn’t expected but the thought of you possibly giving your virtue to one of those sinners makes his blood boil. You were perfect and pure in every way possible. So to have to hear male members of the church speak about you in such vile ways put him on edge, making his perfect mask slowly crack.

The nerve of them to describe your body as if you were there’s already angered him because deep down he knew you were his. Even though these feelings have not been expressed to you and visa versa, he knows you feel the same. How you ask? Well, by the way that you speak to him. Your tone changes every time he’s near you and though he can’t see you, he can most definitely hear the changes in how you heart paces compared to others. His hearing is superior after all.

The words you use and you giggling with only him. Compared to other conversations he’s heard, you use different verbiage with him which also feeds into his idea. We can not forget how your hands seem to always be on him. Wether it’s innocently hugging his arm or just gentle touches on any part of his upper body, this man swore he knew you had feelings for him. And whether you actually do or not doesn’t matter because he claimed you, so you by what he says is gods way are his.

He won’t act on it though, his compulsions and desires because again he is a man of god and a leader of the church. So as long as everyone knows their place you included, he wouldn’t have to act out of character. Because god save the soul who angers and claims you as theirs know you belong to Gyomei. A blood bath isn’t enough to describe what he will do if pushed enough. But then again, he’s not worried about it, meaning you stepping out of line. You’re perfect and completely pure after all. You, his darling flower wouldn’t dare betray and leave him. Yeah, his perfect Angel would never step out of order, right?

[pankowsprincess]

He’s the greatest thing we’ve lost 🥺💔

I’m sobbing rn this is sorta my goodbye jj post but I don’t wanna say goodbye, this actually hurts writing this. Which is something I never in my entire life thought I’d have to write. Jj was and is my comfort he brought Rudy to me and Rudy brought jj to me visa versa. So for jj to be killed off actually hurts like he was someone ik irl bc I really felt like I did. Jj and Rudy lead me out of a darkness that I could not see past. Those years were the ones that I didn’t know if I was gonna get through yet Rudy and jj helped me through that and they continue to do that but now the pain I’m in watching obx again seriously hurts like I’ve lost a piece of myself in jj and ik I won’t find that again bc it won’t be the same, jj was me in a different font ik it sounds crazy but he really was, and Rudy is like jj a lot in those ways too so i relate to both of them I js wanna say I’ll always love you jj maybank, your always gonna be the greatest thing we’ve ever lost, and we’re not angry at you Rudy I never would ever be able to be angry at you starlight you are the light in my life and so is jj and can I js say you have shown me to be myself and that stupid things do have good outcomes all the time, rest in peace my angel j 🕊️, ik it’s took me a week to actually edit this and yes I sobbed while I did and I also sobbed while writing this I love you so much jj maybank. You’ll forever own a piece of my heart, you gave me sm happiness and amazing memories and for that I’m forever grateful. I love you jj, and I’ll always miss you 💔😭

( I could write sm more but I can’t see my screen through my tears rn)