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AJDJSOAJW I MADE MY SPAMTON PLUSH THE DEFRAG OUTFIT
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I'm so normal. About. This comicc
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Defragmentation by @zarla-s go read it if you haven't rjkwsjdkdhkash
#a#im gonna use the tags to just gush about defrag#like#you dont uunderstand#i dont even know hwy i like the comic so much im not like this about other deltarune fancomics n stuff#im just so rabid about it aa#i remember when i first found the dub i was just glad to find a comic dub that was longer than 5 mins#little did i know that this was the beginning of a defrag fixation which lasted for like a month and a half#i think defrag is like 70% of the reason why my spamton obsession has gone on for so long lmao#god i used to read it so much there was a time that i could quote it word for word up to the like 20th jesus#im not quite as insane now#also GOD I HATE SEWING#im so bad at it#i had to get my grandma to help me since she is good at sewing#she did most of it lmao i did some of the stitching tho#aa im so normal about him#oops nearly forgot to do fandom tags lmao#spamton#spamton deltarune#spamton g spamton#deltarune spamton#defragmentation#defragmentation au#spamton plush
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the characters in that last post i reblogged were the ones in the original soldier poet king animation meme
#tide of consciousness#please imagine me saying this slack jawed and in shock because thats how i feel what the fuck#that. thats how i discovered my favorite band of all time. you dont uunderstand. grabs you
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btw i have nooo idea my relationship with any of you. i dont uunderstand friendship. even if we have been talking for weeks + are close i still dont know if we are just. associates. or whatever. are wwe friends
#nishi thinking..#this is probably because of my assumption that in order to be friends with someone i have to Earn It. but oh well
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you dont uunderstand im fighitng for my life trying to draw this 4/13 art
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YOU DONT UUNDERSTAND HOW FUCKING HAPPY I AM THAT YOU LIKE IT AHHHHHH I PUT MY WHOLE FUCKING JUSSY INTO THIS GOD DAMN FIC ITS MY BABY AND I LOVE IT I LOVE HIM
Sweet Creature - Choi Yeonjun
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Warnings - sub!yeonjun, gn!reader, dom!reader, sex in the forest/in a field, bottom yj, reader misleads yeonjun a little, light degrading, dacryphillia, penetration without protection mentioned overstimulation, pet names, fluffy ending
wc - 2k
Note - i couldn't resist my beautiful pixie boy in the daydream teaser <3 listen to ceilings by beabadoobee whilst reading this i promise it will be even better if you do
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This forest was like your home. Your feet knew this soil better than they knew any tile or carpet, and your skin knew this sunlight better than any artificial lamp or lightbulb. You were familiar with every tree, every flower, every little creature that lived here too.
As you wandered, the smell of dry grass filling your nostrils, you came across a creature that’s rare to spot here. Another human. A boy, to be exact.
When you found him, he was sitting in a patch of grass with his back turned away from you, eyes shut and head tilted up towards the sky. His torso was bare and his blue jeans sat low on his hips, allowing you to eye the curve of his hips and the line of his body perfectly. His skin was tan and looked impossibly soft. Maybe it was just beads of sweat, but you swear you could see specs of glitter sprinkles across his neck and back. He looked delectable.
This happens often. Pretty boys come wandering in here, not realising exactly how big the forest is, and not realising that there’s another, very hungry, person waiting to whisk them away and show them heaven.
As soon as you saw him, you wanted to have him. And have him you would.
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When you step towards him, some leaves crunch beneath your feet, startling the boy.
You just stand there, still, the sun washing over you like a spotlight. You attempt to look demure and innocent, hoping he would trust you enough to talk to you.
The boy stares right back at you, hair fluttering in the breeze, cat-like eyes narrowed and focused.
“Hello?”
So, he speaks.
As his lips move, you swear you can see sunlight glide across them, the pink of their plush flesh matching the little spots of sunburn dotted around his t zone.
“Hi,” you reply, edging closer to him, smiling. As he watches your lips curl up into a smile, a hint of confusion flashes over his eyes, making him look even more delicious than before. “are you lost?”
You can see the cogs turning in his head as he decides what to say, and you assume he’s deciding whether to be truthful and say he is, or lie to protect himself. After a few seconds, he responds.
“Yeah, kinda…”
You smile softly, hiding your intentions.
“I know my way around here well. I live nearby, so if you’d like, I can help you get out.”
His eyes light up at your offer, and you have to stop yourself from giggling over how cute he is. You hold your hand out to him and he takes it, looking up at you with a sense of fondness.
This was gonna be easier than you thought.
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For about fourty minutes now, you have been leading Yeonjun through the forest. Unbeknownst to him, you had been leading him deeper and deeper inside rather than towards an exit like you had promised, as you had a certain spot in mind you wanted to take him to. It was a small field of daisies situated in a circle of willow trees ; the thought of him on his back beneath you, pretty face headed by a crown of daisies, blades of grass stuck to his soft skin, lit your stomach afire and made your desires grow stronger.
The journey had been mostly made in silence, only a few sentences of small talk and queries about directions struck up now and then. You tried to keep walking one or two steps behind him so you could admire him as he walked.
Finally, you arrive at the field. The boy gasps, tracing his fingers long the leaves of the willow trees as he walks through them, clearly not knowing whether to focus on the beautiful flowers he was walking through or the large, drooping trees that surrounded him.
“Pretty, right?”
He nods, still a little awestruck.
“We can rest here, if you want?” you propose, internally pleading that he’ll take you up on the idea. Without a second thought, he skips out of the shade of the trees and right into the middle of the small field, smiling back at you and holding his arms out . You have the urge to skip too, but you still want to keep up your facade of purity, so you decide to traipse over, wearing a shy smile on your face.
You both take a seat in the grass, and you can’t help but to stare at his lips, only now just noticing exactly how plush and kissable they look…
You can’t wait any longer.
You begin to lean in, parting your lips, but when he flinches away, you immediately pause.
"W-what are you doing?"
Feigning innocence, you shuffle back slightly.
"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. You just look so pretty-"
"You don't even know my name..."
You cock your head back slightly.
"I don't need to know your name to want to kiss you, angel."
A blush creeps onto his face at your sudden shift in confidence. He can’t hide that you’re exciting him, so you take the hint that it’s most likely fine to continue trying to seduce him.
"Like it when I call you angel, huh?"
He nods, smiling sheepishly. You kiss him on his red cheek, causing him to hide his face in his hands. He's so cute, you feel like you're gonna explode.
When he looks back up at you, something in the atmosphere shifts. The giddiness in his eyes turns into some kind of longing as they look up and down the line of your body, staying on your lips for a beat too long. This time, he moves in to kiss you, and you happily oblige.
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For around fifteen minutes, you make out, and it only takes around two minutes until you start feeling at each others bodies. The boy’s desperation is very clear to you ; from his furrowed brows to his little whines to his growing hard on, his body is giving you many signs that he definitely wants you too.
“Wanna take this a step further?” you whisper, lips brushing against his ear, his hair tickling your cheek. He nods.
“I-I’d like that…”
You giggle at his cuteness, then instruct him to take off his jeans, and that he does.
Nothing even has to be said to the boy ; he just lays down, already submitting to you before you have to instruct him to do anything. Gazing down at him warmly, you move to straddle his tummy, the squish of your thighs against his slender waist feeling heavenly. As you take in the sight beneath you, your breath hitches. This is exactly what you wanted. The dreamy boy’s skin glows in the sun, almost like a heavenly aura, and the daisies above his head are in the shape of a ring, almost like a halo. Angel really was the right nickname to choose for him, because that’s exactly what he is. A pretty little angel.
“You ready, sweetheart?”
The boy nods eagerly, eyes clouded with lust. You pet his soft hair then lift yourself up onto your knees, shuffling back a little bit in the grass so that you’re hovering over his pretty cock.
Of course, you weren’t going to give him what he wanted that easily.
You reach down and take his cock into your hand. You give it a firm squeeze and he whines, just like you wanted. You jerk it slowly, smirking as he babbles under his breath.
“Don’ tease me, please…” he whispers, but you just shake your head - a wordless sign that you’re gonna do whatever you damn please, and he’s going to take it.
After a few minutes of teasing the boy with slow strokes and harsh squeezes, you finally lower yourself down onto his tip, grinning wickedly as he arches his back and cries out.
"P-please! More!" He yells, his nails digging into the flesh of your hips. You giggle, gaining great satisfaction when he pouts.
"Don' mock me..." he mumbles, blinking back tears.
"How could I resist?" you say, tone laced with venom. "You're too easy to mock."
Before he can open his mouth to retort, you slam down onto his dick with a feral groan, revelling in the way his eyes squeeze shut and his head curls away from you. You pay no mind to the stretch ; the heat of the sun mixed with the burn in your groin makes you even hornier than you were before. On top of that, the boy looks even prettier than before with tears clumping his long, pretty lashes together. Not hesitating for a second, you grab his face and turn it towards you.
"Look at me,"
The boy whines, not opening his eyes. You grip his cheeks tighter, pushing his lips out into a pout and bringing his blood to the surface of his skin.
"I said look at me, slut."
At the insult, his eyes fly open, and you feel his dick twitch inside you. Chuckling, you let his face go, and his mouth falls open in a silent gasp.
He's about to say something, but then, without warning, you start moving your hips. And fast, too. As expected, he mewls, arms spasming and legs kicking. Between moans, you laugh. He's so fucking pathetic, and pathetic boys are so damn hot. You grind faster, placing your hands on his torso, running them over the expanse of his chest and the pudge of his tummy. As expected, his skin is the softest you’ve ever touched ; you feel like if you prodded it hard enough it would just tear, and the thought of this beautiful boy bruised and broken through the means of your fingertips makes you rut harder, moaning deep and loud.
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Needless to say, you didn’t go easy on the poor boy. By the time you were done with him, he was panting on his back, near passing out from overstimulation and most likely also heat exhaustion.
Now, he was laying in your arms, cuddled into you. The two of you enjoyed your post-orgasm glow in silence, enjoying the peaceful sounds of nature, the heat of the sun, and the warmth of each other's bodies.
After fucking him, you had plucked a few daisies and woven them through his soft-but-sweaty locks, so now you were twirling the petals between your fingers, careful to be gentle so you didn’t accidentally pull a hair and hurt him.
“You’re not just gonna leave me here, are you?” he mumbles. He doesn’t sound too worried ; for some reason, he really does seem to trust you. How adorable.
Usually, you really would just… leave them there. Sometimes you wouldn’t even make the boys cum, you’d just chase your own high then leave them empty handed. But this boy was different. You couldn’t put your finger on why. He just was.
After kissing him on his forehead, you respond,
“No, little angel.” you press another kiss to his forehead. “I’ll take care of you, don’t worry.”
“Yay,” he whispers, a hint of giddiness in his voice. Smiling, you squish your cheek into his forehead, the sound of his lazy giggles making your heart warm.
Maybe, just maybe, you wanna keep this one.
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i look back at my programming languages class with lots of memories of dread and lots of "i dont understand this it doesnt make sense it doesnt make sense how is everyone else making progress its due in two days" etc etc etc etc.
my proff would give us a test case file that would run our code and test it for various things to make sure it worked, thered be like 300 various test cases and he wouldnt accept it if our code failed any one of them (uunderstandably tbh)
lots of struggling to get a lexer to pass any test cases, or one time we had to make the vector class in C++ using pointers and shit and had to handle all of the member functions it ourselves and just things like that.
but i will say, very few things in life can hit me with the euphoria of struggling to get your code to pass ANYthing, and then you see the one thing where a member function doesnt properly account for like, passing in a value or something and you add a couple lines of code to it and the entire code passes the whole test file
like, that shit felt really fucking good.
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ppl always make mafuyu out to be ~soft depression vibes~ like u dont uunderstand even a little bit. she threatens to kill her friends for procrastinating. she demands the vocaloids in her mind prison to sing for her. she doesnt understand emotions she has no sense of taste she does archery barefoot in winter shes insane shes fucked up shes like if the joker was an anime girl. do you get it do you understand
#shes a freak shes a weirdo she doesnt belong her#or however that song goes#mmmm my meds are working bed time night night
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the frustrating thing about ultrafinitists is like...they seem to rely on this platonic view of math, but they dont seem to understand they have a platonic view of math? like, when arguing for their position their (if you can call it that) motte is like “infinite mathematics is incoherent, because the concept of infinity is incoherent” but their bailey is “the discrete necklace view of the real line is the REAL real line”, where its clear that even if the continuous real line isnt inconsistent in terms of symbol-manipulation, its somehow fundamentally *wrong*. like...i mean, they generally dont argue that infinite math is like, contradictory or something, they just think its...wrong? in some inexpressible way? and like, what is your view of math that a non-contradictory set of rules can be wrong. like, they KNOW you can define two different consistent axiom-sets. the only view of math where some self-consistent ruleset can be the “wrong” one is i guess one that poorly models reality (and this is a pretty silly definition of wrong, but at least i uunderstand it), but clearly the real numbers dont do that, so the problem is...? i have no idea
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my life
okay where to begin when i was young or when i wasnt?
alright ill start from the beggining
it wasnt a great life
well not ideal anyways
when i was born i almost died, my mother was diagnosed with post natal depression in spain, yeah i was born there ....when having to move to australia because spain isnt good with that sorta support .......my dad said he would come
he lied
he cheated on my mother and decided to marry someone else, meanwhile my mother braught her one and only daughter with her, me
i loved my mother because everyone else didnt like me , or atleast because of my mental contition they thaught i wasnt worth anything , i became dependent , and knew a world where you wernt huged nor kissed often, you had to grow up fast or youll be left behind .....mum helped of course but .....idk i wasnt an easy child to take care of , i didnt understand most things like love, respect ect i.....i dint understand emotions , she had to teach me to emote and to sleep, at least thats what she said
when i first moved it was an expierience but , from then on my scheduales got stricter and my mother would get violent for no reason i thaught , i didnt uunderstand why she got so mad , i wasnt the best child but i never knew why
she hit me pulled my hair blackmailed me berated me ABUSED me
and yet
i still loved her , because when all you are taught was despair .......how can you see it as bad?,
expecialy when the world was against you
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i moved schools , into a new area it was fun....i was scared at first ....and it was also my first taste of hope i prefferred school over home why? well....my family aint the best i was often the scapegoat for my cousins actions , which just made the family hate us more ......except my grandparents i was either sheltered , or mum just didnt have time to teach me idk but my aunties not my mother would take care of me....when i was very very sick .....mum had to work
from here it gets fuzzy
i only remember a few things , when i was sick being forced to go to school, we never celebrated halloween like ever , i didnt do my homework because i would weasel out of it , and for the longest time i felt well.....sick .....inside or outside no idea i thaught is was depression, mum asked me why i feel like that and said then i dont have it
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we moved again
more like we got kicked out
and then
from there
mum only got
WORSE
we moved into someone named tonys house .....he was....to put it simply, a piece of shit , how mum fell in love is BEYOND me he....liked to make mum mad....and sick her on me by running out of the house from here ........i developed insomnia , my pillow was more full of tears than dreams , and tbh i had horrible nightmares , when i told mum she didnt look concerned.....well her eyes never showed it not that i knew ......i was .....always medicated but .......this was new i felt
lost broken void emotionless empty expecialy after my cousin made me his little prostitute
still i was expected to work, my hair that used to shine like gold in the sun....lost all of it and my hair started turning white , i have more grey hairs than the average teen my sparkle was long gone....and i hid myself in the world of my mind and technology, eye baggs were visible and i dint do anything heh kinda like now.....i went to tutoring....i avoided work like the plauge around this time however mum told me about her old faith....Jehovas Witness i was sure why not i at first ....it seemed so lovely and i actively participated at this point i was in high school ... the family was in conflict...and school wasnt much better then came....the dreaded ......scrunchie incident did i mention i was never left alone at home? because i was in highschool and still going to day care well i made friends in this little toddlers day care and well...i was invited to a party.....i just had a shower and lost the scrunchie i always wore and still do wear mum became enraged pulling my ears my hair making me hyperventilate ...i might of died no idea thank god abuello saved me after a while of tonys bs, and becoming completely dead inside i....we moved again i was still a JW but then......i became less trustfull of anything and anyone ....i looked at it .....and saw how condtradictory it was i saw how bad the school system really was .....the more i searched on the net the more i learnt .....and the more i learnt the more i knew...
something was WRONG
then last year in yr 10 maths......is the devil...expecaily the advanced stuff ....lets just say school wasnt safe anymore and math class made me pass out due to stress mum would hit me over homework, or throw my books in fits of rage then told me its YOUR FAULT i do this , YOUR FAULT that im breaking jehovas laws! and i actualy faught back after she nearly bashed my head in ..........i .....the iron my grandma died two years ago
english class wasnt too bad, but this one asssignment mum re wrote the whole thing ..........because “it didnt make sense “ i told her to shove it and not to be infolved in my work anymore
i hate school the***pists ......i was overwhelmed......and at the end of the year i ......broke.....BAD....i told all my fellow classmates everything i had experienced........................to come home.....get called by my mother......and get yelled at .....over the phone.....for telling the truth......not because she was scared for me.....but because of her reputation.....she yelled at me and berated me.....i was still breaking and in a flash a thaught one single thing “would anyone care if i died?” “if i died would mum be happy and free from me” “maybe i should go im a waste”
i grabbed a knife held it to my chest and couldnt do it i thaught of my family, my friends and how they might feel
only to get berating texts and yelled at by my auntie
then......yr 11 poped up and the acedemic sprang into place ....mum and i ......dont ....arent.....we arent compatible i found out after this it was online work....my ADHD ass couldnt DO that....and what was worse my alters made themselves KNOWN ha ha hahaha HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA killer kit my mother with a bottle and she whined of how i could of killed her....i distrusted him after that i cried in the kitchen...laughing like a phycho ... .................. ............................ and they were very distracting towards my work....which is what CAUSED that in the first place term 2 well i found a friend group on line they are angles really they are
tbh before yr 11 i was a bit better but now i had well ALOT of appointments that i dint want that didnt help and the kids ......liked making me scared term three is now my grandpa died i finnaly cut myself off the JW i told mum how i felt , the truth like she WANTED she told me im spinning things that im abusive that shes a servant i know i dont do much.....but my boddy is broken....i dont have motivation and this place keeps me sane and alive one more year in the chambers of despair and when that year is up the frail angel that lost her wings will be given the power to soar to hope once again
#idk#look this is a depressing blog#tw abuse#tw suicide#tw death#tw despair#will i ever excape?#or am i forever destined to live in despair
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OK U GUYS DONT UUNDERSTAND THE POWER OF GHIASCI . PESCI IS JUST A FUNNY LITTLE MAN HES JUST NCIE BUT HE ALSO IS EVIL u know bc. la squadra stuff AND GHIACCIO IS ANGRY LITTLE MAN BUT HE SHOWS THAT HE CARES SOMETIMES SO. YOU GET ME?????? YEAH????? YEAH??? YOU GET ME? I AM SORRY I AM HAVING A MOMENT IM GETTIMG EMOTIONAL OVER THESE TWO THEYRE JUST...PERFECT TOGETHER.
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June 2 2022
I just don't like it when you compare us, like, my rational self knows you don't mean it that way but my bpd brain takes offense on that. i'm not selosa nga, but I am insecure, I have little to no self-worth sometimes and a god complex the next, that's just how I work, that's what comes with dating me. I have fluctuating self-image and unstable mental health so sometimes I can't control it. I make the conscious effort of not getting jealous, but it's not the same with insecurity. i'm constantly trying not to burden you with my mental health, but it's gonna affect us at some point, so it's good lang that you know :<
it's okay, I know you didn't mean it that way, it was just said in passing and if you had said it about anyone else I probably wouldn't have even noticed, but it just so happened to be someone you dated. I try to reason my way out of it, but my mind just hyperfixates on it sometimes, it's not even a big deal. when that happens, the fucked up side of me thinks that you're only with me because it didn't work out with them. I didn't think I have abandonment issues but it's part of the symptoms lol
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I'm sorry you felt that way whenever I make sum kwento na naging comparison pla. Medj naalala ko nga ung ibang kwento ko, yeahh it seems ganun nga nangyyari instead of just making sum kwento. Naappreciate ko ung effort mo on trying not to burden me with ur mental health. I dont have the full overview of what your other side thinks of but im willing to understand. From the start naman, namention mo about ur mental health, so I know it's gonna affect our rs at sum point. Pero ano haaa, it doesnt mean naman na u have to keep hesitating to share about it. If u r bothered with anything, just let me know. I dont mind if we will keep talking about it. Or even if I have to always assure you. Kasi gusto ko din naman un. I want you to always assure you that I choose you not just before of the past, but I choose you cuz I knew right then that I love you.
Na uunderstand ko din ung part na inoverthink mo before, i think that was ung nakwento mo kay alaine no? Yeah there were ppl in my life before you. They didnt work out cuz of a lot of reasons. I think I was trying to let you know from my kwento that i wanted to make it right this time cuz i dont wanna lose you. Life fucks me up a lot of times and nakakagawa din ako ng mga bagay na wrong move kaya prang gsto ko lang din mabanggit un pra maiwasan ko i guess?? . Pero ayon, Im still sorry cuz I kept telling/sharing you about that lalo na iba ka and iba ung ngayon. It's also way na din siguro on how I appreciate what is right now kasi may maccompare ako sa before? Rawr yeah maybe ganon nga. Sorry uli babii.
Thoo ayun babii. I will also understand if u wish not to share whenever u have thoughts din. Since sabi mo, u dont want me to put sa position na un. Whichever works better for both of us hehe. Thank you for sharing this one nehhh. Gaah 🥺🥺 I love you baby.
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YEahhhhh based on my reply it seems I havent thought about it deeper like im so unable to think like I was just tulala most of the time kasi hindi ko alam kung pano ako magrrespond. I try to build so much focus kasi I was distracted maybe un nga ung not in my right headspace. She was still mad after that.
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even now faimnath i sit her ewher eim liek you dont wnat me or co you caus eim like you keep caslling me sad and be happy and you sit her ejust like everytime you play JEax dean im like does she mean in agood way where she finally uunderstand my emtion or is she doign it in a bad way wher eim like i sit her efor month and months on end making plans with you i give a fuck if the coummnity know s becaus eim like cant do it without you and then you take that liek oh he wanst to be mammied??
really?
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another opinion bc im sad
honestly i understand people not wanting to stan wanna one bc like...uunderstandable NDKJE but peoples perception of them r so ugly... like...ndkjw i dont understand hating them for no reason???? idk why some of u see them as boring guys who got famous but dont rlly deserve it like chill, i dont kno how to explain like people rlly think of them like this. Obviously, it’s very biased of me to think they’re so great or whatever. Hmm, I don’t know man I just love them all so much and it really irritates me when you’re judging them over a picture like literally their face but know absolutely nothing of them! And like I’m not saying hey go stan them if you don’t like their music then that’s fine dnewjk but … I don’t know its not that deep but look at me go. Anyway I love really love wanna one so much 😊 and im so glad they won, I just really appreciate them a lot. LEMME JUST TALK ABOUT ALL OF THEM BC IM GRATEFUL!!! DANIEL UMM I KNO WE HAD SOME ROCKY TIMES BUT LOOK AT US NOW UR DEF AT LEAST MY 7TH I know I didn’t like Daniel that much during produce but im really grateful for everything he has done for wanna one… kang Daniel ah…even though you steal everyones spotlight youre rlly hardworking and humble ur great keep making everyone love u���. jihoon pleas im so glad u winked or else I would have not watched pd101 I remember I didn’t want to go through ioi p2 ndekjw but I really did fall in love with him and im glad… thank u jihoon honestly jihoon might be my w1 bias again… DAEHWI MY BEST FRIEND SOULMATE HE IS SO CUTE IM SO SORRY PEOPLE SEXUALIZE U SO MUCH U DON’T DESERVE IT IM SO SORRY U WENT THROUGH SO MUCH DURING PRODUCE IM SO SORRY UR STILL NOT GETTING THE LOVE U DESERVE EVEN AFTER DEBUTING I LOVE U PLEASE BE JUST AS BRIGHT IN THE FUTURE!!!!! WANNA ONE WOULD NOT BE WANNA ONE WITHOUT YOU…….huh who was fourth …..seongwoo NDSJWNJ WOOJIN?? I RLLY FORGOT THE ORDER……ILL GO BACKWORDS…sungwoon… loml… honestly he grew on me so much.. im so glad he debuted he has the best sweetest voice in wanna one you deserve all of the success youre getting with wanna one, he cried… getting the award even though hes never cried pleas soft… bae jinyoung….. I love u <3 … one of the best dancers in wanna one, has a super unique voice,,, pleas steal daniels place… this is getting too long pls.. who was after jisung or minhyun.. minhyun I kno Kathryn doesn’t like u and I didn’t rlly care much abt u either but I rlly like how much u take care of the younger members ur really sweet I saw u won mama whatever that meant… idk but u deserve it please make everyone love u! jisung pleas all I can think abt is crying fnekjnew im glad u were able to debut live ur dream.. I wanna stop NDKEJN JAEHWAN SWEETIE IM SORRY U STINK BUT UR VOICE IS BEAUTIFUL FKEJNFG GUANLIN BABY FACE IK PEOPLE SAY U SHOULDN’T HAV DEBUTED TOO BAD U DEBUTED AND UR RLLY COOL CANT WAIT TILL U RULE THE WORLD I FORGOT SEONGWOO AND WOOJIN I THINK…………. I LOVE U ALL I LOVE THEM ALL EQUALLY I SAY BAEJIN IS MY BIAS BUT THAT’S FAKE DNEWKJN
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