#yandere gl

[moonbyulsstuff]

Hi can you do a yandere navier from remarried empress with a female reader?

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Navier's footstep echoed through the halls, the moonlight shining through the windows creating a lucent look in the hallways. Her feet making her go to the usual chambers of a woman that she knows, loves and obsess over.

Her day has been hectic, ever since the death of Sovieshu by killed by a "assassin" caused a ruckus in the empire. The whole empire was in mourning for the loss of their Emperor but Navier could care less of her now ex husband's death.

She was tired of putting a facade for the entire week as nobles, commoners, and peasants showed their sympathy for her. Saying on how it must have been hard for Navier to know that her "beloved" husband had died to due an assassin.

Through countless tears and fake empathy about Sovieshu death, the day had finally ended and she can go back to not caring about him at all and show her love to the woman that had captured her heart.

The big wooden doors closed and on the other side the woman she all knew too well, her breath hitched and she can feel her palms sweating at the thought of seeing her once more.

Without knocking, Navier opened the door and saw the sleeping figure of the woman in the bed all by. The moonlight caressing her face softly, Navier could feel her heart beating against her chest.

Her gaze wondered over the gifts that she had given her, the vase that was filled of [Name] favorite flowers, her books laid across the tables and shelves, ones that Navier knew she would enjoy the most.

And then onto the jewelry laid across her vanity, and her dresses and shoes. Navier could feel her smile widen at the sight, and the countless times she saw [Name] wearing the clothes, shoes and jewelry she had given her.

Or how she spoke about the books that she had gifted to her, Navier liked to hear the sound of [Name] voice. It was better than anything, it calmed her senses and made her relaxed.

"Your majesty?"

Oh, what a lovely sound..

"Oh, [Name].."

Navier watched with hawk eyes as [Name] sat up on the bed, observing every detail. The way her hair was a mess, how close lidded her eyes were whenever she just woke up, how plump her lips were. Gosh, she was just so irresistible..

"What are you doing here?"

The Empress smiled and sat down on her bed, her hand softly caressing the sheets. "Just wanted to check up on you.." Navier voice was soft and melodic, [Name] smiled.

"I appreciate the concern, your majesty.. but you don't need to. I'm perfectly fine.."

[Name] smiled at the Empress which made her heart flutter at the sight of her smile. "... I can't sleep.." She gave a excuse.

"Huh..? You can't sleep?"

Navier nodded. "I have a hard time sleeping ever since of Sovieshu death..." Navier said, acting sad to gain empathy from [Name]. Putting on the fake small tears, she could see [Name] gaze softened and moved closer to her.

"It's going to be alright your majesty..." [Name] wrapped her arms around Navier and pulled her close, Navier lip's twitched when they made contact. She buried her head against [Name] chest.

".... Can I sleep here with you? It'll make me sleep better.." Navier lied, feeling her smile widen and was glad that [Name] couldn't see her face right now.

"Of course, your majesty..."

"Thank you.."

They laid on the bed and got comfortable, [Name] laid down on her side as well as Navier. Facing each other. "Goodnight your majesty.." [Name] said with a smile which Navier returned.

"Goodnight.."

[Name] closed her eyes and peacefully slept, Navier felt giddy and caress her face. Her face became flustered and possessively wrapped her arms around [Name], pulling her closer to her.

"You're mine.. [Name]..." She whispered, caressing her [H/C] locks. Running her fingers through it. "You're mine... and no one can take you away from me..." Navier placed a soft kiss on her forehead, tightening her hold around [Name] as she slept.

"You will be mine... and we'll be together... forever..."

[fearyandear]

Im close to passing out but before I do...

Violent, 'country-trash' butch lesbian that was obsessed with cruelly picking on you in highschool and mysteriously disappeared. You went on with life, good riddance, still trapped in that slow, stupid town with menial jobs. You recently moved out of your folk's home, and she pops into the convenience store you work at. Immediately locks eyes with you. And smiles.

She's taller, more rugged, awful and scarred. She's back for good. You're stuck in a perpetual hell of being stalked, mocked, hunted, and physically assaulted in a cycle without help. Little by little, it creeps up on you that these aren't the normal insults anymore.

She's gripping at stuff she shouldn't be and calling you an awful lot of prettier things than before. All this until finally, she breaks into your home for the final time and takes you to hers. She'll show you the things you've missed out on, and she'll create her fair share of new memories with you.

[dredreadsdrawing]

Zombieland Saga Abridged P1

(God I'm sorry I've been so dead on this blog oTL)

I had a lot of fun rewatching Zombieland Saga with a friend of mine! We made a bunch of dumb jokes that was like creating our personal version of a Zombieland Saga Abridged series, hehe. Im gonna be doodling my faves stuff that cane from that X,D

One of our running gags involved Junko x Ai, where Junko is a lil yandere for her gf. I'll do another, stupider post with more doodles later regarding their relationship arc in the second season.

[ilovelumity3000]

Went into "I Love Amy" expecting some cute yuri, what i got instead was a story about traumatized people finding love and comfort in each other, and how people with mental disorders are NOT monsters or incapable of love, and in fact, can fall in love and find happiness in their own way...

[ebi-hime]

Some people have asked for access to the transparent sprites from my free horror yuri VN, It gets so lonely here, so they can make edits/memes with them, so here you go. You can find some of the princess's and the gravedigger's sprites in here, alongside some of the mermaid's CGs. Enjoy! ♡

[benniver]

guys please play it gets so lonely here if u love toxic yuri and being called a good girl

[ilovespec]

A loving but dangerous winter ~

|yandere serial killer × shy reader | the last part .

Warnings: Yandere is too beautiful!!! flirtatious behavior, description of violence, description of death, description of violent death, size difference, age difference, just a rich yandere.

6073 words

From the moment Y/N and Agafya started dating, Y/N's life is to put it mildly.... Changed. She has more clothes.. She started eating more, walking more... And even bad or aggressive customers stopped coming , to her delight !!! And they finally stopped pestering her on the street , or in the subway ! Since her girlfriend Agafya gave her a ride in the car ...

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Today Agafya was wearing a dark grey turtleneck.. a black coat..black trousers with a leather belt.. white gloves and high lace-up boots.

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Today, Agafya invited Y/N on a date!! She met Y/N after her shift at the cafe, and Y/N gave her a red rose... And because of this, Agafya had to call her personal driver. And while they were driving , the entire face and exposed areas of Y/N's neck were covered with traces of Agafya's red lipstick ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).. Surprisingly, the bar was half-empty on this noisy evening...And relaxing and pleasant music was playing in it . Putting her arms around Y/N's waist (having wiped all traces of lipstick from her face in advance), they calmly took a place at the bar

Barmaid: Oooh! Who do I see! ~ Agafia Langer ~ Ohoho~ And you're lucky ~ what a sweet and charming girlfriend you have.. ~

The barmaid arched in front of the counter, and stretched out her palm intending to touch Y/N's cheek. But !!! Immediately, this strange female bartender almost fell on her ass, due to the fact that Agafya FIRMLY AND ROUGHLY grabbed her wrist.

Agafia: Erba... Don't you dare touch my Y/N.

A barmaid named Erba: Oh-oh-oh!~ We've just started a relationship, and you're already so close to your baby ~ how cute... Well, do you like it as usual?

Agafya nods irritably , sitting down next to Y/N , and pulling her to her

Agafya: What are you going to do, baby?

Y/N blushes slightly

Y/N: Well... uh... I'll have (any of your favorite drinks) please..

A barmaid named Erba: of course, of course ~ for the sake of such a cutie, and my old friend, I'll do it in a minute ~

Erba pours whiskey and coke for Agafya and (your favorite drink for Y/N)

A barmaid named Erba: here~

Erba started to go to the back room but!! Before going to the back room, she takes Y/N by the wrist and KISSES HER PALM , PUTTING IN A PIECE OF PAPER WITH HER PHONE NUMBER!!

Erba: call me if you want to have a good evening-

Erba abruptly stops talking when she sees Agafya looking at her, and guffawing like a hyena goes into the back room. Agafya sighs irritably , and finishes his whiskey and Coke IN ONE POWERFUL GULP , gets up from her seat, and holds out her hand

Agafia: Let's go home, there's nothing for us to do here.

Y/N is slightly scared , because of her recent look, takes her hand , they leave the bar and get into the car...

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When they arrived at Y/N's house, Agafya immediately stripped down to her underwear, which she always did when she came home to Y/N (which always confused her a lot, but gave her a few seconds to admire Agafya's scars, muscles and tattoos) and Agafya went into the shower ...

(After 30 minutes)

Agafya returned from the shower, picked up Y/N AS IF SHE DIDN'T WEIGH A DAMN THING (she always does that) and carried her to the bed. They lay down together, and Agafya , burying her face in the curve of Y/N's neck, and wrapping her with her muscular, scarred and tattooed arms, they both fell asleep...

And in the morning... While Agafya was cooking breakfast, Y/N was watching the news and saw and heard it...

News Anchor: Today at 6 a.m., the body of an employee of a local bar was found under the bridge on the embankment, both her hands were cut off.. The eyes were torn out , numerous fractures were found , and to be brief. She was killed violently.

Next, a close-up photo was shown... IT WAS ERBA'S BODY!!!! But why...? and who did it...?! The TV turned off, Agafya turned it off.

Agafya: do not watch such news before eating, otherwise you will kill your appetite with such horrors.

Unexpectedly for Agafya , Y/N wrapped her arms around Agafya's hard , scarred and tattooed body , and buried her face in her chest..

Y/N: I feel sorry for you.. darling... after all, she was your old friend...

unnoticed by Y/N, but Agafya's blue eyes are ominous They flashed , and she gently grabbed her armpits and sat her down on a chair before breakfast

Agafya: Yeah...I'm.. sorry

Agafya somehow made a grimace of remorse . But for Y/N, she was sincere.

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After this incident... Everyone who somehow upset, offended or insulted Y/N was found murdered... In such cruel ways... And sometimes even in their own homes... Their hands were missing.... Legs... Eyes....Any possible body parts disappeared from them... Even some internal organs..And because of this, Y/N even began to leave the house less often , which was only to Agafya's delight...

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It was February 13th..

Agafya couldn't pick her up tonight.. Because, according to her, she had a "business meeting.". That's why, at the moment, Y/N was walking on the subway... Looking through their photos together ..Because of them, Y/N walked with a soft smile on her face... AND ABRUPTLY !!! Someone grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and dragged her into the bushes... Holding a knife to her throat.. It was some kind of.. It is clear that he was not only intoxicated... But also in the narcotic...

(?) maniac: Hey...doll... You'd better take off your clothes and don't resist... If you don't want the consequences.. ~

SUDDENLY ! The sound of a gunshot was heard in the air , and this half-maniac fell holding his shoulder...

(the unknown maniac howled in pain)

And out of the alley... Agafya came out !!! With a gun in his hand ! She gently pushed Y/N behind her back, with a grimace of anger... no.. The monstrous rage on her face..

Agafia: Honey... It's better to step aside..

Y / N stepped back a couple of meters and AGAFYA BEGAN TO BEAT AND THROW THIS NEDO MANIAC AGAINST THE WALLS AND ASPHALT LIKE A RAG DOLL!!! And she did it until he was almost minced meat....Unable to stand it, Y/N burst into tears when Agafya came up and hugged her, and stupidly... Y/N passed out in her arms....

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The 14th of February.

The next morning...

she woke up in her bed.. There was a small cut on her throat after yesterday's incident.. But it is clear that it was processed (Agafya) and we all already know who brought Y/N to her house (BINGO Agafya.) which is strange.... Agafya was not there..But there was a note on a beautiful heart-shaped box! The note read:

"My sweet Y/N. In this box, there is your gift for February 14th. Breakfast is in the kitchen, on the table.

With love, Agafya >3<"

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Y/N carefully opened the gift box, in anticipation... But shoke threw her to the other side of the room... The letter "I" was written in blood in the box... Human.... A real heart... THAT WAS STILL FUCKING BEATING!!! and to the right of it is the inscription "You". Also in blood.... And only now did Y/N understand... Who killed all these people....

THE END !!!!

I hope you enjoyed all 3 parts of this story, I am very happy that you guys who read my moronic stories appreciate my "work"💋❤

here is a little additional content on this story:

Erba Bartender:

(strictly in confidence , she will be in the next story ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

Name: Erba

Age: 25 years old

Height: 193 centimeters

She used to go to wrestling with Agafya

pronouns: she/her

Orientation: lesbian

Job now: bartender

Job before : Sniper .

Nationality: Italian

Loves: forests, mountains , her beloved and sleep

Dislikes : violent drunks , understatement of wages and when it 's too quiet

Erba × Y/N × Agafya

[danielleavalon]

[basementstalker]

のらた

[clicheono]

happy (late) valentin's day<3

collab w/ @anxpanicc

[jake123415535]

To be killed or not be killed.

It was cold... You spent the betterment of your time in the dungeons of the palace of Euthymia. It was your prison, a personal one. You thought to yourself, how could everything go wrong? _ The wind was smooth on your skin, as part of the Raiden Shogun's Army, you were expected of excellence. You gave your very being to fight for Inazuma, to battle the very threat of Resistance that endangered the nation. You did your job, as part of your clan and your position. Yet it wasn't enough. The Raiden Shogun expected more from you, as if your life's work had been nothing but a fly to be swatted away. You were friends with Kujou Sara, the infamous Tengu General, one of which you spent a lot of time with whenever you had the chance. Both of you were close childhood friends yet she had been frequently avoiding you these past few weeks, each reason had varied from each other. You felt...closed off. She was the only real friend you ever had, everyone else were leeches that wanted to suck whatever resource your clan had. You tried...and tried to get her attention, yet everything failed. It took a toll on your health, with no one to talk to, to be comforted with, it was devastating yet a letter came not long after, the Raiden Shogun had invited you to her personal abode. It was a very rare chance, a once in a lifetime opportunity. And so you went, the halls were eerie, devoid of anyone but the guards stationed in every corner. You were scared, you knew what your god would ask of you and you failed in your duties. Stumbling upon the room of the Raiden Shogun, dressed in military attire, you gave a deep breath before giving a few knocks. A muffled yet slightly clear voice ushered you in, "Come in." And so you opened the large double doors gently, letting yourself in and closing them back again. For the very first time in many years, you had seen your god up close, in the past it was always someone else to relay her orders for you and yet here you are. In front of the very being you respected with all your being. Quickly kneeling down, you were nervous. The presence of the Almighty Shogun was something to behold. Her aura far exceeded her capacity as a ruler. Befitting as one of the seven Archon's. "You...You called for me, your Grace?" You said, stuttering slightly with your words, doing your best to stay confident. "Yes, I have. Please sit, my General." She gestured towards the small table in front of her throne, already set with hot tea you assumed to be green tea, known to be the Raiden Shogun's personal favorite brew. You sat down in front of the table, not moving a muscle as you waited. "I've received reports...on your behavior and I have to say I am quite...disappointed by your current lack of motivation. Does it not make you proud to be in such an army I command?" The Shogun walked down the steps of her throne, talking small but graceful steps to sit in front of you

"I understand your situation however. To be alone. No one to comfort you..." Your eyes gleam at her words, you were relieved the Raiden Shogun would be so understanding, a smile was plastered on your face as fast as she finished her sentence, yet what unnerved you was the several guards that had been ushered in a few moments ago when you were too enamored by her. "As much as I appreciate what you've done for me, you have to understand...your very existence is my doing." You sat still, trying to process her words with every fiber of your being, looking at your sides to meet the several guards that were ready to apprehend you. "From the very day I laid my eyes on you...all those years ago...waiting for the day you'd come of age. And that day has come, hasn't it? Your twenty-first birthday." Your eyes were visibly shaken, what did she mean by that?

"Your...Your grace, what do you mean by...that?" You asked, out of confusion, fear, terror at what she'd do to you if you spoke the wrong words. "Simple my dear general, you'll be with me. For however long I see fit. I will make sure of it." Before you could say anything, you had blacked out. - And here you are, back to where you had been. The prison was small yet it seemed as if this was made to accommodate your stay here. As if it was all planned like she said...you were visibly scared. You knew her stares from when you were young weren't normal. She never was normal. Sound of heels stepping unto the rocky ground echoed throughout the small prison, your breath hitched and grew faster with every step taken. At the very corner, was a shadow growing closer and closer...only to reveal the Raiden Shogun herself. "Here you are. You needn't worry, my dear General. To explain, I found you...enticing. From the very start. I've waited...and waited for you. And I'd wait for an eternity to be with you. Yet everything separates us from each other. A mortal and a god can never be one and a whole." She gave a slight pause, as if disappointed before her smile crept unto her face. "But that's alright. I have you. An Eternity with you. Together and forever." She admired your looks, very much an inazuman beauty she prouded herself with. "Such delicate features...a fine attitude raised just how I wanted." Both her hands had reached to your cheeks, cupping your face gently as her body grew closer to yours despite the bars of the cell. "You'll be here. For me. My personal toy. And I intend to keep it that way." She gave a small laugh before her figure stepped further close to the jail bars, the steel bent as if it were paper, she would stop at nothing to be with you. For your life is her payment for the eternity she would spend in the wretched world. Only you would make everything better. Only you.

[fearyandear]

Taking a Chancy: Beginnings

(An old story with old art lol)

In a medieval/fantasy setting, there is a kingdom whose pride is their military and their weapons. Chancy is an orphan living in this country. Luckily, she was placed in one of the better/upper class orphanages, and there, she got to prove her superior intellect at a young age. H er early achievements did not go unnoticed; a noble scholar took her in under his family name for the sole purpose of shaping her. Using her. She excelled brilliantly. And she made her masterpiece at the age of fifteen. She created a magical gas bomb that dealt serious damage to any surroundings. She was recognized and became a national asset.

Placed in a school for the elite to learn and start forming connections, she wasn't very popular. She's a cocky shit; she has no problem mocking people for their lower intellect when they try to ask for help, and not being born from a high-family, the noble teenagers despised her unshakeable pride. She couldn't care less about making an effort to 'fit in.' She was convinced that as long as she had her wits, the right people will bow to her...

Then she made her first big mistake. The newly improved gas she used to demonstrate to the scholarship council its effectiveness hasn't gone away in the time frame she had predicted it to. If it continued to linger, it would spread and be dangerous for the village below its cliff. Her position, she was reminded, is fragile. If she couldn't figure out how to make it disappear, she'd be put back in the slums. She was stressed. She was worked up. And the noble teenagers delighted in her anxious state. They went out of their way to mock her for it, to make things harder for her. They wanted to permanently teach her her place below them.

On a particular day where they took her notebook and made her chase them into the squire training grounds, she meets-

Delilah. A big dumb jock with a heart of gold.

Delilah is an upperclassman squire about to graduate; the firstborn daughter of the Rosatto family, known for their unrivaled skill in using the sword. They live by a chivalrous code they can never break, and she takes her legacy seriously. But this doesn't stop her from being friendly and warm. In this first meeting of theirs, she noticed how down Chancy was and she took a break from her training to take her to a more secluded location so the scholar could control herself without the eyes of the people who were waiting for her to break.

Seeing the younger girl in such a state left a mark in Delilah, and despite having a terrible memory for new people, shed recognize Chancy. Every time she sees her after this, her thoughts go, 'Aw, the cute but sad underclassman!', and as such, she can't help treat Chancy softly with the manners of a knight. Opening doors for her, moving things from her path, holding her books and equipment, asking how she's been, always mentioning that she looks cute that day. She's an all-around really nice girl. A nerd like Chancy never stood a chance. She is so smitten... but unfortunately

Delilah is engaged, and she's completely in love with him.

That's all I had art for from their childhood so far! There's A LOT more for their adulthood. I have most of their story outline written so I'll post that on a seperate date 👀

[kurihana0208]

Happy Ryomia 600days 💕

Art by Erusu Davis

[chadsuke]

Comics Read in 2024:

Her Tale of Shim Chong Vol. 1 by 비완 & Seri (2018)

Her Tale of Shim Chong Vol. 2 by 비완 & Seri (2019)

Her Tale of Shim Chong Vol. 3 by 비완 & Seri (2019)

Her Tale of Shim Chong Vol. 4 by 비완 & Seri (2020)

Her Tale of Shim Chong Vol. 5 by 비완 & Seri (2020)

Her Tale of Shim Chong Vol. 6 by 비완 & Seri (2020)

Her Tale of Shim Chong Vol. 7 by 비완 & Seri (2020)

Her Tale of Shim Chong Side Story by 비완 & Seri (2020)

Let's Hide My Little Brother S1 by Jihoo Chae & Chen Li (2021)

[ID: Covers of the aforementioned books. End ID.]

[deliciousliving]

Reminder to upload your fics to ao3 because tumblr will not keep them safe, 18+ content is increasingly being labeled as immoral on the internet no matter how vanilla it is. Ao3 has options to post a fic anonymously/"orphan" fics if you're paranoid/embarrassed about your identity. People who run internet archives are doing the lords work and deserve everything etc etc.

[yuri-is-online]

Love how we're both back on our ace shit at the same time <3. Also, I'm getting back into writing (just working on short stories before I get into fanfiction, and am very quickly realizing my flaws T-T) and I'm thinking about working on an 80s aduecyuu au. Yuu and deuce are punk because I'm punk 😗 but for a wider audience I'm thinking of making yuu grunge or hardcore? Something a bit more neutral. Don't know what Ace will be yet. He might get to be generic the 80s asshole jock 😍. Somebody gotta do it ace <3. But Grimm will be a weird ass cat who seems to have way too much of an attitude and seems a little too human?

But yeah. The au is just 3 idoit doing stupid shit, sharing a braincell, trying to figure out where the line between friendship and queer throuple is while trying to ignore the impending scene of dread because a lot of weird shit™ keeps happening in the background.

Also cater will show up at sometime. Don't know when. Don't know where. But by God I will make it happen, and he will be the skaterboy we all know he is.

Idk if lolitas existed in the 80s but if they did I'll make riddle ouji lolita for you ❤ or atleast ouji lolita adjacent

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! GO YOU! MAKE SURE TO TAG ME WHEN YOU DO!! I promise to be only a little unhinged in your comments.

That's the thing about writing. The more you do it the more you realize what you're bad at but that's not always a bad thing. You can't improve on what you don't know needs improving.

Don't pressure yourself to make Yuu grunge or hard-core for wider appeal. I think all twst writers put a little bit of themselves into their povs, so if you know punk the story will probably be a lot easier to write since that's you! (If you wanted them to be different than Deuce and Ace I'd vote trad goth. That style goes so fucking hard and so does their music bauhaus my beloved. Also i guess kind of fits with Ramshackle?) Is this meant to be a sort of classic horror vibes? Because I dig it. I think Stranger Things did us all a disservice by sucking ass and making people think 80s horror should die because it became too mainstream :/

I'm going to put my unhinged rambling about lolita under the cut but oh my God you don't have to do that I'm so grateful you thought to though I've got such a big smile on my face rn cccc;

OK so to make a very long thing short, yes lolita did exist in the 1980s but it didn't really look like anything it does today. It was pretty much all handmade, and though the first brands were around we have no idea what their peices looked like since the fashion wasn't really widely worn or photographed until the 1990s. It didn't even have its name until the 90s. Lolita as it exists today is very much a 90s/early 2000s fashion which is honestly wild to me. As for ouji, it pretty much grew alongside Lolita so that would also be a no go.

Given Riddle's backstory I can't really see him as an 80s lolita. He doesn't seem like the sewing type to me... but there is this one brand that helped influence Lolita fashion called PINK HOUSE that was stupid popular in Japan in the 80s. I'll link you to this blogspot article which is both about the brand and the misconception in English speaking spaces about the term "natural kei" but I think it suits Riddle if you wanted to give him a lolita like vibe. The tl;dr of the article is that it PINK HOUSE and it's original designer Kaneko was a staple in 80s fashion in Japan, and is referred to as just PINK HOUSE or Kaneko fashion. As it lacks the community or aesthetic of kei fashions or lolita it is not considered a part of those groups... which does sort of fit Riddle in a way as his mother isolates him from both 💀