#supa strikas fanfic

[captains-pet-rat]

TEACHING HER TO COOK

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[Dancing Rasta X OC]

Because of her busy schedule, Haera relies on her group members when it comes to cooking. From interviews to back to back practice sessions, she'd come home with barely enough time to eat. However, now that she's on a break, her husband-to-be, Rasta, offers to teach her the basics of cooking and nutrition.

"Soooo, what do you already know, man?" Rasta asked, curious to know, hoping to see where they can start from what she might know.

"I'm really spoilt honestly. Frying an egg is okay, but I'm terrible at flipping them. Most of the times they end up scrambled so I don't have to worry about the yolk leaking. I can cook rice, but only with a rice cooker" She replied.

"I'm guessing you were taught the 'finger measure' method huh?" Rasta asked, knowing that Asians don't really get fancy with measuring water when it comes to cooking rice. All they need are thier knuckles.

"Haha, Bingo!" Haera let out an awkward laugh. The fact Rasta knew about the finger measuring method excited her. She continued " I can also make basic broths with veggies and meat to which I sometimes use to cook flavour my rice with.."

" Broths can be turned into really good soups too mon! Kinda gives me an idea actually~ How about starting off simple, rice, a nice warm soup and for veggies we can have em fresh, like a salad~" Rasta's suggestion was quite beginner friendly, as it wouldn't require too much work neither would it cram HaeRas mind with confusion.

"Hey love, whatever you suggest, I'll gladly follow. I dont the house burning down over a plate of veggies and a bowl of soup" Haera said shyly, as she's excited about what's to happen next. She's always wanted to cook a yummy meal for Rasta when he's coming home drained after a long day at training. Now's an opportunity to expand her knowledge about what Rasta enjoys food wise so far.

Rasta pulled out a chunk of thawed meat and some veggies from the fridge as Haera got the appropriate kitchen appliances. Together they assembled a salad with simple ingredients like lettuce, spinach, baby tomato's and shredded carrot.

Haera knew her way around Rasta's rice cooker from her years of fumbling with different cheap rice cookers her family could afford at local night markets. Very gently, Haera washed the rice in hopes it wouldn't break. She repeatedly washed and drained the rice for at least three times till the water around the rice got less cloudier after each wash. She drained the water and left the rice there as they got ready to boil up some soup.

Firstly, the pot was heated and sesame oil was added. Then, they added pieces of somewhat evenly chopped up meat into the pot with a bit of cooking sauce. Finally, water and a bit of beef stock was added. They left the soup to simmer as they set up the table. They used most of the soup to cook thier rice in hopes it would flavour it up. Whatever was leftover in the pot seemed to be more than enough to fill both of them.

As they brought the food to the table, Haera smiled. She was amazed at fast yet fragrant the food turned out. Rasta on the other hand looked at his wife-to-be, proud of what she's accomplished.

"Smells good! Can't wait to dig in...." Rasta exclaimed~

They spent their next few hours talking around the dinner table, about their hopes and dreams and about how they're excited for their next chapter together. Today was about how little things can lead to moments of happiness. Working together to get something done lead to their relationship getting stronger, and it's these little things that bring back the best memories they'll be laughing at when they're both old and grey <3

[tortelette]

Supa Strikas Dual Teams AU synopsis

SYNOPSIS:

The final season is coming to a close as Supa Strikas are heading their way in to the Super League's final bracket roster until a sudden announcement from Invincible United that they have a special match against a mysterious team called Raging Zephyre who are taking their debut for their game in the Super League's upcoming next season. With a deal set upon to Invincible United by The Super League themselves to return back in the winning bracket if they defeat the new team, they are ready to throw everything what they got against a bunch of nobodies only for them to experience one hell of a game of a life time. Set all of your sights to Bakunawa, a player in Raging Zephyre, who must go through all odds to win and find the answers she needed while her team is being collab with a group of hardheaded individuals. But do not forget to glance back to Shakes as he must also win for his team and find the truth of everything even though his own worst enemy must have to work with him to achieve their goals. Let the dual teams season, COMMENCE.

Prologue: Underestimated Breeze

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Chapter 1: Season Reset

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Chapter 2: Systematic Changes

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Chapter 3: Union Amongst Competition

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Chapter 4: Des Coups

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Note: Sup people, I already started the fanfic and I just need to do a lot of editing and fill of plot holes so that the story will be consistent through the entirety of the series. The story focuses on two individuals, Shakes and Bakunawa from Strikas United and Iron Zephyre respectively as they venture their way to learn lessons and get answers that they need for the end of their own journey. All of the stories will be done in AO3 with their links added here. Occasionally a chapter will be added every week or so so this post will be edited a lot of times.

[strika-archyvez]

😶 Fact.

[tytarax2]

Kinktober

These won't be long one-shots, maybe prompts or little scenarios

Also, a fun fact: I'm writing the song names of one of my Spotify playlists. Not all of them will be exactly the theme of the song, though. The events have the song's name, which they will be inspired by, but they don't strictly follow the song to the letter.

And you can suggest the characters of course, except for my birthday

Day 1 - Come Get Her (Cool Joe)

Day 2 - Man Areas (Shane Finn)

Day 3 - Faster 'n Harder (Sub!El Matador)

Day 4 - Quevedo: Bzrp Music Sessions, Vol. 52 Wait till next year, srry

Day 5 - Or Nah (Twisting Tiger)

Day 6 - Innocence Wait till next year, srry

Day 7 - Likes the way I grind (Sub!Ja Nein)

Day 8 - Waoo Wait till next year, srry

Day 9 - End of the World Wait till next year, srry

Day 10 - Favorite (My birthday btw, so Uber)

Day 11 - Delete Wait till next year, srry

Day 12 - Birthday Cake (Tiger)

Day 13 - E-girls Wait till next year, srry

Day 14 - Indecent Proposal Wait till next year, srry

Day 15 - Kaufmann und Maid Wait till next year, srry

Day 16 - Toxic (Dooma)

Day 17 - Dirty Mind (Liquido)

Day 18 - 7 rings Wait till next year, srry

Day 19 - Montero Wait till next year, srry

Day 20 - Bad Romance Wait till next year, srry

Day 21 - Round Wait till next year, srry

Day 22 - A Night Without Thinking (Dom!Rasta)

Day 23 - We made love Wait till next year, srry

Day 24 - Boyfriend (Riano)

Day 25 - Faithful Dog (Shakes)

Day 26 - Closer (Miko)

Day 27 - Dark (Shane Finn)

Day 28 - When nobody sees Wait till next year, srry

Day 29 - Gossip Wait till next year, srry

Day 30 - Take Me (JaNein)

Day 31 - Halloween Party Wait till next year, srry

Masterpost

[writerdreamxs]

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[carlosoliveiramybeloved]

who I think supa strikas characters would vote for to cope with the fact trump won pt 2

The rest of the coaches:

Coach Edwin - I believe Brazilians learned A LOT after the presidency of Jair Bolsonaro who was basically a worse version of trump (im pretty sure they’re friends)

Also judging by his personality and the fact he has a daughter I strongly believe he’d vote blue

Coach golare (the miserable fat coach from season 1 ep 7) - he looks like a trump supporter… idk I’m not analyzing this random ass npc

Rich American coach that literally owns Las Vegas idk how to write his name - Red. I don’t think I need to elaborate

PLAYERS!!!🗣️🗣️💥💥

SHAKES - Blue

I he’d either be absolutely fissured on the election or wouldn’t gaf at all + if asked he’d try to stay neutral about it to not cause any rumors on media (wouldn’t work and he’d end up admitting he supports Kamala)

North - I can’t see him actually caring and/or showing support for any side

Big bo - at first I was thinking maybe Trump…but after all those videos I watched from middle aged white men voting for Kamala, I could just think of Bo

But if he actually voted red and was questioned about it i feel like he’d say “IM NOT RACIST. I even have black friends”

El Matador - He’s like those immigrants that got their papers and started judging other immigrants that don’t have theirs yet

like those 60%+ of Latinos that voted red like mf he doesn’t like u

This or he wouldn’t care, maybe would say Kamala/Trump out of the pressure caused by the media

Twisting Tiger - Kamala, he’s part of the few characters that have common sense

Cool Joe - BIG KAMALA SUPPORTER

Would be super open about it too

And I totally can see him dissing trump out of nowhere

On a random interview: “Yeah 34 assistances are pretty impressive…but 34 felonies is just insane”

(assistances as in football assistances and yes ik 34 is a little too exaggerated)

Block - idk u decide

Klaus - would be really lost and confused about everything

Rasta - another family man, democrat for sure

Other players

Skarra - Seriously wouldn’t care

Would insist on is “idc statement” and yell at journalists if they try to ask anything related to the election

Maybe would irritate Invincible United supporters…I just feel like most of them are republicans

Like, remember that episode where Vince contracts 3 IU fans to pretend they’re ss supporters? They look so much like republicans somehow; probably because of how aggressive they were

Diggan - Like Klaus, also clueless

Douma - Would also try to stay neutral about it, and like Skarra, would be rude to journalists if they try to pressure him into saying anything related to the election

Riano - AGAIN, like other professionals, he would try to stay neutral about it

But deep inside, he’d vote blue for sure

Miko Chen - Kamala sorry I’m too tired to elaborate

“Where is-“ Not here ❤️

[ieatfanfics]

IN THE WHOOOLE FANDOM there isnt 1 writer bro im sick of reading the same masterpiece over and over again- pls SOMONE write SOMETHING :((( ( the masterpiece im talking about: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13022570/1/Supa-Strikas-The-Beautiful-Game )

[lily-of-thev4lley]

Broken Sails

Prologue: Words we should have never left unsaid

“You want to be a pirate? Seriously?” Shakes said as he swished his legs in the water back and forth.

He enjoyed the tickly feeling of the soft waves playfully lapping at his feet as he sat on the precariously old structure that the habitants of Milnora called a port. Fact that the boy had always found funny, since no other boats ever came to the place.

Skarra turned to him so quickly, that Shakes feared for a moment that his friend might had broken his neck. Though his concern gave pass to amusement when he looked at the indignant expression plastered on the other boy's face.

“Well, of course! And you should know it better than everybody else on this island!” Skarra proudly replied, puffing out his chest. His friend only watched him in silence as his dark eyes shined with poorly hidden glee.

Since meeting him, the boy hadn't stopped proudly voicing his dream whenever he could. It was more than expected for him to do so at any given opportunity, so it wouldn’t come off as a surprise if the whole island knew it at this point.

Skarra huffed and clasped his hands behind his back before walking closer to him, adopting a proud air about him. The rotten planks creaked and moaned under his small weight. “ I really don't understand why it's so difficult for you to believe.” He commented while shaking his shaven head.

Shakes hummed thoughtfully. “Let's see…”, he raised a hand and started to count with his fingers. “You don't know how to drive a boat, you don't know how a compass works— let alone seen one in your life. — you've never used a sword or a gun, the older kids always win when you ‘spar’, you've never met a pirate—

“Alright, alright, I think that's enough—”

“… And you don't even know how to swim!” finished Shakes.

Skarra sighed in defeat and plopped down next to his friend, deciding to not argue any further. “Yeah. Even though you spent all summer trying to teach me. Thanks for helping me, anyways.”

“Don’t even mention it.”

And with that, the two boys fell into a comfortable silence.

The sun was only starting to set, bathing everything its rays touched in a gentle rose-gold. The waves twinkled like little colorful stars moving around in an endless dance as old as time. It was an spectacle like no other and, as always, it seemed to wrap Shakes in a magical trance. The azure depths called to him — no — sang for him as they'd done countless times before, only each time they grew stronger, more eager, more desperate.

And Shakes heard the call, but didn't make any move to follow it.

Instead, he nervously licked his lips, cringing slightly at their chapped texture. From the corner of his eye, he casted a quick glance at his best friend (But could Shakes really call Skarra a friend with the way he couldn't seem to stop thinking about him and his eyes and his hands and his voice?).

Shakes swallowed, trying to push down the bile that had raised to his throat. He palmed his clammy palms on the dusty pants he wore, and sighed.

It was now or never.

“It's just… I have something to tell you.”

“Oh! I have something to tell you, too!”

Shakes tilted his head to the side. “…Oh? You…do?”

Skarra nodded. “Yeah! But you go first.”

“Oh! Uh, don't worry, you can go first.” Shakes quickly stammered, grateful to not be the center of attention anymore.

As the anxiousness left, curiosity filled his mind, for what could be so important that the other boy ‘s face had morphed into such an uncharacteristic expression?. Skarra was frowning deeply; his lips were set into a thin, straight line as his eyes bored into his.

Shakes sucked in a sharp breath as a thought came popped up in his mind.

Could he…?

Shakes was brought out of his thoughts by his friend's voice. “I mean, it's more of a question.” Skarra mumbled thoughtfully, completely unaware of the way the other boy was holding his breath while leaning forward as slowly as he could.

“It doesn't matter, go on…” Shakes softly spurred him on, now breathing in and out to slow down the pounding of his heart, fearful that Skarra might’ve been able to hear it.

“Do you…”, Skarra started, making Shakes suck in a sharp breath.” Do you want to sail with me?”

“…Huh?”

Sharra scratched his head. “Well, I figured that sailing alone would be pretty hard, so why not sail with my best friend on the world?” The boy finished, turning to Shakes with a toothy smile on his face.

Shakes didn't have to think twice. “Yes… Yes! I want to sail with you.”

Skarra laughed and his smile stretched even more, the setting Sun now haloing his figure. “Ha-ha, then let's sail together!”  he said, pumping up a fist in the air.

His good energy was contagious, but a question still nagged at Shakes. “But we don't have a boat?”

“Oh, you're right.” Skarra said as he brought his fist down and a frown settled on his face. His humor change didn't last for too long, for a few seconds of silence later he beamed. “We'll make a boat, and then we'll sail together!”

Shakes could only shake his head and sigh as he smiled fondly at his friend, who had now started to talk about all the things their boat would have and the places they would visit once they finished building it.

Shakes had no doubts that the sea had been there for a long while, and that it would stay there for a while more. There would always be more tomorrows, and they would bring more fun, sunny days to spend with Skarra.

A nice, cool breeze blew over his face, bringing with it a faint melody from the sea. Shakes smiled back at his friend, hoping to convey everything he wanted to tell him in that single gesture.

Yeah. As long as he and Skarra where together, everything would be fine.

hihihi! I hope you enjoyed this little prologue! This fic is loosely based on @cryingstrika 's sharra mermaid au drawings and it's been on the works for a while. I'm not sure how many chapters it's going to have and updates may be slow and the characters may be a bit (or veryxd) ooc

also, english isn't my 1st language<\3

thanks for reading!

[tortelette]

I already finished the entire story premise of my Supa Strikas: Dual Teams! Edition after a couple of long days and being busy with life and now I have to draw them.

Eugh...

Now I have to recreate it in a form of a fanfiction first then a non-colored comic as well to get better flow of it.

[strika-archyvez]

Perseus everyone...

[nightflower-stuff]

I love this!!! Cute fanfics! My favourite Super League team & my favourite character 💖🖤🤝🙌

Crack Strikas Episode one: True Wisdom

Key:

Y/N- Your name

Y/g- your gender

H/c- hair color

H/l- hair length

E/c- eye color I know on my previous post I said that the crack shots would be platonic, but I can’t turn up the chance to give Y/N the harem that they deserve. Obvi there won’t be much, and u can just ignore that part, but I couldn’t resist. Thanks to @c28hunter who gave me the idea for this. If you have an idea for another episode, shoot me a request! I’m more than willing to write! Also, this really isn’t crack, it’s just stupid, but it’s basically the same thing, right? Alrighty, y’all are done with reading me ramble on, so here’s the crack shot.

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One’s appearance has a great impact on their life. Whether you have a dark complexion with the most startling bright eyes, or the palest skin with cute little freckles dotting your face, it will affect how you are perceived. And that is where we will begin this story.

They say wisdom comes with age, and what better way to show your age than a long white beard? Of course, if it comes naturally, then you have nothing to worry about. If not, one must go to extra measures to showcase their wisdom. One of these men is none other than the old and ‘wise’ coach of FC Nakama, Uri Giri.

~~

“Miko!” Y/N gasped, as they noticed the black haired striker. With no hesitation, they rushed and jumped at the startled man. Shaking off his shock in less than a moment, he swiftly catches the annoying little bug despite the burning feeling on his face.

“Ohayo, Y/N, but was jumping on me really necessary?” He blinked down at them, as a crap eating grin snaked onto their face.

“Yessss, because I luv youuuu!” They cheered. The inside of his chest hammered at the statement. From the direction Y/N came, one of their friends popped out.

“Y/N!!! GET BACK HERE!” KitKat, a short brunette screamed as she rushed towards them, “Go back to bed, you drunk!”

“I’m not drunk! And I don’t want to go to bed! I wanna tell Miko about what I saw his coach doing!” Y/N babbled from their perch in said player’s arms. KitKat shook her head annoyedly.

“You didn’t see anybody except some random CLEAN SHAVEN man and me, not Uri Giri. It’s hard to miss the beard of that man. Now come on, time for bed,” The short girl rolled her eyes and held out her arms to receive the drunk y/g

“But that dude was him! He was putting on a beard, I saw it! He went into a different room and put one on,” They whined as they were handed off, albeit hesitantly by the soccer player.

“What do you mean? Are you sure it was Uri Giri sensei?” Miko questioned down at them.

“You bet! He was at that bar just down the street. So much for honor. He was drunk as heck,” Y/N giggled then burped, which elicited an even bigger fit of laughter from the y/g. After they calmed down from their slap happiness, their eyes became heavy, and soon soft snoring could be heard from them.

“Do you require assistance in bringing them to the hotel?” Miko questioned KitKat who shuffled the sleeping sack of potatoes on her shoulder around.

“Yes please. They are really freaking heavy,” the brunette wheezed, and handed them off.

“And you are also tiny.”

“Hey! I’m not that small!”

~~

Nakama sulked in defeat. Not only did they lose their match, but their coach had lied to them as well. The silence in the locker room was tense and awkward, for nobody knew what to say. The door then slammed open, as an infuriated Y/N stormed in the room.

“Your coach is a bit-“

“Y/N, language, please,” Miko cut the angry comment off. They gazed around the room and huffed.

“Are you guys just going to sit here? Like seriously?” They clicked their tongue in disappointment.

“There is nothing we can do,” Kendo, the goalkeeper sighed dramatically.

“Are you sure? Cuz I have a pretty darn good plan to fudge up his life,” Y/N grinned, looking around the room at all the curious faces.

~~

“Long day means long rest, and it has been very long day,” Uri Giri grumbled as he dragged his feet through his home. Stepping into the safety of his bedroom, he removed his fake beard. It was truly easy to fool his team into believing he had a beard, showing his wisdom by his old age. The thought brought a chuckle to his lips.

The coach practically collapsed onto his bed, and within a few moments, he was knocked out cold, snoring like a dying bison.

~~ Time skip brought to you by El Matador failing at the Macarena ~~

Uri Giri’s back was what stirred him awake early in the morning. It hurt like crazy, and so with much pushing, he finally managed to get up. After performing a few stretches, the old man excited his room, fake beard in hand.

Outside he heard yelling, conversing, and especially laughing. It surrounded his house, so without thought, he tied on his beard, and peered out the window. A flock of people were gathered outside his house, most of which were laughing uncontrollably at their phones.

In an instant, he noticed his team, as well as their two annoying friends. They had stupid suspicious grins on their faces. What had they done now?

Without hesitation, Uri Giri slammed open his front door.

“What are you doing at my house?!” The man screamed, startling everyone. But soon they returned to laughing, and began pointing at him mockingly. Anger bubbled up in him.

“Why would he do that? Is he trying to look wise or something?”

“He looks so stupid!”

Having enough, the coach exclaimed,“What is the meaning of this?”

The closest person to Uri Giri, a tall lanky black haired man, shoved a phoned into his face.

There, on the video, it showed Uri Giri removing his beard in the safety of his bedroom. The old man spluttered.

“WHO DID THIS?”

“Your team uploaded it to YouTube,” The man beside him stated before walking off.

“GAHHHHH!”

~~

“Did you see his face? It was awesome!” Y/N was laughing their butt off.

“Now I think he should know true wisdom is to not mess with his team,” Miko nodded, along with the rest of his team.

Yeah. Don’t mess with them, or you’ll have your beard exposed. Well, uh, if you have one. If not, prolly just your biggest secrets, nothing too much.

[tytarax2]

Song: Una Noche sin Pensar by Sebastian Yatra

The moon casts a silver glow over the deserted beach, the soft crash of the waves filling the still night air. The world feels far away as you stand there with him, the warm breeze gently tousling your hair. His hand is on your waist, firm but tender, guiding you closer to the water’s edge.

Tonight is different. There’s no need for words, no need to think—just the raw, unspoken connection that lingers between you both. He’s been patient, letting the tension build as the two of you have danced around this moment all night. Now, standing under the stars, the weight of everything that’s happened between you both feels distant, left behind with the world you’re momentarily escaping.

"You don’t need to hold back tonight," he says, his voice low and commanding, sending a shiver through you. His grip tightens slightly, his gaze intense as he looks down at you. "Let it all go."

You nod, feeling the way your body responds to his words, the trust you’ve placed in him as he takes control. There’s something freeing about it—about not having to think, just to follow. His hands move with deliberate intent, trailing lightly down your arm before pulling you closer against him.

The sound of the waves crashing behind you fades as your heart pounds in your chest. His fingers tilt your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Tonight is for us," he whispers, his breath hot against your skin. "No one else. Nothing else."

You can feel the unspoken promise in his words, the reassurance that, for this one night, the world can fall apart, and it won’t matter. Because here, with him, nothing is broken.

Without warning, he pulls you into the water, the warmth of the ocean lapping at your ankles as you stumble slightly, but he steadies you, his hold unyielding. "Trust me," he murmurs, his lips brushing against your ear. "I’m going to remind you of everything we are."

There’s no room for doubt as his hands explore your skin, possessive yet tender, like he’s piecing together every part of you that’s been shattered. You surrender to him completely, letting him take the lead, knowing that in this moment, you’re safe in his hands.

As the cool water swirls around you, he presses his forehead to yours, his voice barely a whisper. "No one will ever have what we have."

Kinktober

[nightflower-stuff]

🧹 SDC & TEH: Halloween Art 🎃

[1st slide]:

- Iron Tank players celebrate Spooky Party 🎃

- Art Requests/Suggestions & Fanart gift for @/supastrikas_irontankfan

[2nd slide]:

- Trios of the Moon 🌙

- I made my favorite characters into their AU 🤭. I probably drew Runaan on his multiple eyes of his hair (similarities like Roo of Evil) on his moon Mask to speaking the moonlight nymphs of Xadia. Macaque has X on his eyes & Miko was the cursed of the Blood Moon 🌙. These three are alike "Sons of the Moon" in different parts on their crowns 🌝

[3rd & Last slide]:

- Helia doing fanfic of Runaan & Ethari 🦇

- I drew Runaan & his skins from the Xadia Game. And for season 7, Helia wrote the fanfic & draw them for these two elves. He really likes boy love fanfics 🤩. He shows to Runaan & his husband Ethari about Helia's book 📚. Runaan is very jealous about the vampire kissed Ethari. But... Ethari realized & gets blushed that Runaan is a vampire in the AU story 😆❤️.

- Talking about Runaan's left but still broke Season 7. I'm just draw his left horn complete from Season 1 that means I forgot, Sorry, my mistakes 😭👉👈❣️😅😂

Hope you like them & Happy Early Halloween 🖤😉🎃❤️

Fandoms:

• Supa Strikas:

Miko Chen

Johann Uber

Von Eye

Ja Nein

Thor

LMK:

Macaque

Winx Club:

Helia

The Dragon Prince:

Runaan

Ethari

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🫧Series I write for: Dragon Ball (Z/Super), One Piece, Attack on Titan, Tokyo Revengers, Demon Slayer, Seven Deadly Sins, Jujutsu Kaisen, My Hero Academia, Hazbin Hotel

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Kinktober 2024

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[yanxioustrikas]

veterans remember my old sharra fic and the coincidence that revolves around angie lol

i updated the fic btw

I can’t believe Angie works at a coffee shop now I’m so happy for her ♥️♥️