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[sunniewr]

𝗆᪾𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗄ׄ𝗂𝗋𝗍⠀🪆⠀𝗊𝄅𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗇⠀ ֵ: ⠀ ֵ ⠀дпh⠀𝗌𝖾x⠀𓂃ᬾ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ͡⠀࿙࿚ㅤ⠀᳞⠀࣪ㅤ⏝⠀ ⠀͡⠀ ⠀ֵ⠀ ⠀ׂ⠀⠀

[lxnarphase]

reader sucking the milk from tojis pretty nips while his dick is just jumping in his too tight sweats oh em fucking gee

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can you just imagine how embarrassed he would be too ?? imagine he's been frustated all day, tugging at his shirt that is fitting tighter than. usually. each time you see him, his eyebrows are furrowed and his hands are massaging his chest not-so-subtly as he mutters under his breath...AAA !!

the poor thing, literally cursing under his breath, calling you all kinds of mean names when you slip under his black t-shirt that has two matching stains around the chest area. but they don't phase you one bit because you aren't listening, too busy cooing at toji when you see the thick, creamy substance beading on his nipples.

"aww, tojibaby, you poor thing, you need some help, don't you, big guy," he hears you hum under his shirt. why do you have to be so sweet, so cute, but so fucking annoying? and why does it make his cock throb in his pants?

he opens his mouth to curse you out again, but the most pitiful, debauched moan is choked out of him when he feels your soft lips wrap around one of his nipples and suck, softly moaning when milk hit your tongue.

this was weird, it was so fucking weird, toji keeps repeating in his head, trying to will away his erection, but it just isn't working, it feels so fucking good having your tongue running over his chest, licking up whatever leaked out of him.

"s'okay, tojibaby," you coo at him when you bunch up his shirt so you could see his face—he's so red right now, it's adorable—and press a kiss on his pec. "i won't tell anyone, promise. just lemme help you not feel so full."

[14yves]

you're so delicate !!

거품 속에 숨었네

✿ ��̩̩ ��⨾⍤⃝ you're my ��avorite ��lavor ��ubblegum ��

[i6corais]

ྀ𝄒⠀࿙࿔࿙⠀ིꨣᴜ𝗆࣪⠀︶࿙࿚⠀𝗆࣪𝖾ฯ⠀ฯᥝ᳔ׂı𝗇⃘꯭ ᜓ🔐 ᜓ̶ׄ⠀♡𑜎ּ֗ᥬ⠀ׅ⠀

࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛𝆺𝅥࿚⃛࿙⃛⁔⁔⏝ׄ︶⁔⁔⏝ׄ︶࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛𝆺𝅥࿚⃛࿙⃛⁔⁔⏝ׄ︶

[sonizitos]

⠀⠀  ｡♡˚  ◌ 🐇🫁 God Is Atsushi Sakurai

[is2mnji]

%!? . . . KIM MINJI 𓂃 ֶָ֢֪ 🧺 ׂ ֢֢ ˳ 2004 ૮₍˃̵֊ ˂̵ ₎ა 20th century girl ★ . . 𖦹

★ . . status : settling in.

[rscnne]

⠀⸺⠀⠀(⠀ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐞.⠀ )

౨ৎ ! ‣ ݁﹫𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟕 . ⩩ 🌙 𓂃❛❛ 달이 참 아름답죠 ? ❜❜ ᯓ .. @jjaed ⌕ [ ☆ ]

[mydarlingdahlia]

Just Oleysa and her monster bf hangin out

I want them to get married and have babies GRAHHHHHH

[planete777]

i forgot to specify i am in fact the same anon from cait’s blog 🤦🏾‍♀️ making the rounds today ig

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hehe you're absolutely welcome here too bby 🤭🤭

[byuqi]

EXTRAS!

anons!

🐈‍⬛ anon!

my chicken anon!💞

🦌 anon!

🪷 anon!

[nanaloopsy]

im obsessed im um err well you know when um errr haha nvm

just the two of us..// ｡* lumberjack!reiner x blackfem!reader

｡*:･summary: just a hunky man tending to his needy wife 😮‍💨

｡*:･cw: established relationship, nipple play/sucking, body worship if you squint, dirty talk, size kink, fingering, penetrative sex, cervix fucking, creampie... lmk if I missed anything 🫶🏽

｡*:･notes: respectfully bringing this back, cause yeah, also tagging @eiflawriting👩🏽‍🦯 ac: @/uriellebeaupre15 on twt

lumberjack!reiner who starts his day off early every single morning. he sets his alarm for five; a quiet one that doesn’t wake you because he’s a light sleeper, and wakes up as soon as he hears the light chime. he goes to brush his teeth and wash his face, sometimes mistaking your products for his own because he’s too drowsy to function.

lumberjack!reiner who gives you a soft smooch on your lips — sometimes he’s a bit selfish and slips his tongue past your puffy lips cause he’s so intrigued with you. you get prettier by the day. it gets harder to pull away from the kiss every day, but he has to stop before he earns himself a painful erection. he carefully slips on his dark denim jeans and a white vest. one that barely covers his chest and would soon be dampened by the mass of sweat he concurs as he chops wood. he wraps a dark forest green flannel around his waist and trudges out of the room with his heavy work boots in his hand.

lumberjack!reiner who can’t get over how delicate his house looks, because of how enchanting it is. tapestries hung from nearly every wall, there’s incense burners scattered all over. you have cute dream catchers lining the ceiling; some paintings and little figurines and gnome decorations littered everywhere. you're his cute little fairy who just loves things to be pretty and full. a nice warm sun cascades into the house shining a golden overcast onto the house. everything lights up and brings him an overwhelming sense of peace. it makes him giggle that he’s found himself to be with such a delicate charm like yourself.

lumberjack!reiner whose very healthy and beefy. he has to bend over to reach into the fridge to pull out the bowl of overnight oats that you prepared for him the night before. you made them with regular steel cut oats, some granola, vanilla almond milk and a dollop of honey. they’re his absolute favorite, and sometimes he’ll boil an egg to have with it in order to get a bit more protein. he sits at the dining table and focuses his eyes on the tree stump and the logs around it that he forget to store from yesterday. he rolls his eyes and huffs a big breath, because that’ll take up more of his time — more of his precious time from you.

lumberjack!reiner who washes his dish and sets out to go and chop some wood, he heads over to the storage barn you guys have that sits a bit close to the house, when he realized how much you loved to gawk at him while he worked he made sure that the barn was close. he returns from it with his big ole’ goggles sitting on his face and his axe in hand. reiner’s real strong so picking up stumps is easy for him. he decides to go light today and chop about 15, since he chopped nearly 40 yesterday. he was so sore from yesterday that you thought he’d take a break and go easy today — which he was. he usually chops for about four hours so today would be a breeze.

lumberjack!reiner whose grunts get louder by the hour as he cuts down the stumps. by now it’s 6:30 and you’re waking up yourself. you hear his grunts and groans and your eyes immediately shoot open because only you know how much you love to watch your husband cut the wood. you quickly slip on your house shoes and run into the bathroom to take care of your morning breath. you gargle mouthwash and place little dots of moisturizer all over your skin. you shimmy into your kitchen to get a good look at him through the window and you're instantly melting.

lumberjack!reiner whose vest now sticks to his skin, but he’s slowly peeling it off. even that sole action has his biceps, pecks and veins bulging all over. your mouth instantly waters and you feel your knees buckle. you see the sweat that slips in between the divets of his abs as he runs his big, beefy hand down his face to get rid of some sweat. your sweet cunny aches at the site of him so big and strong. he’s so well built and fine you just can’t believe that he’s your handsome hubby. all yours

lumberjack!reiner whose eyes nearly disappear when he smiles so hard from seeing you run outside in your night gown and head scarf. “mornin’, darlin. did you sleep well?” he grins. “mhmph, i did.” you nod your head eagerly and walk closer to him.  you grip onto his arms and get on your tippy toes, puckering your lips so he’d give you a kiss. “did you miss me?” he smirked, barely pulling his lips away so you could feel him mouth the words against your lips. 

“you should’ve woken me up,” you huff, “you know how much i love to watch you do your man stuff.” you pout, two toned lips forming the prettiest pout that he can’t just help to kiss. “i know, i’d just hate to wake you up from your sleep, especially when you sleep so beautifully.” the rasp in his voice and his giant calloused hand that rubs your cheek has your heart skating around your chest.

“w-well from now on wake me up, okay?”

“pretty please?” you bat your lashes and run your hand along his abdomen, nearly folding at the feeling. his body is rock hard — solid and reflects a true sign of his continuous long days of work. “i will, darlin’,” he smirks, “just don’t get mad at me if i can’t bring myself to do it.”

“reiii, stop being so perfect and caring” you pout again. you don’t know if it’s the sweat that trickles down his skin, or the strew of a mess his hair is in, or honestly how much bigger he’s gotten, but you can’t get enough of him. you press your arms together — squeeze ‘em tight along your chest so that the fat of them pours over the low neck line of your night gown. “tell me you’ll wake me up before you start working in the morning.”

you catch a glimpse of him gawking at your breast before he licks his lips and lowers them to press against the shell of your ear. “i think you need me to do something more than that, darlin’,” he whsipers kindly before dropping his axe and wrapping his rough fingers around your throat. “what do i need, rei?” you wrap your hands around his wrist, you need both hands to get a good hold of it. he squeezes a bit tighter, feeling the chords of them vibrate as you gulp down your spit.

“need a good fucking. that’s what you need,” he breathes, “gonna let me fuck this little pussy of yours?” and he won’t wait for an answer. you paw at his chest and that’s an answer in itself, since he rendered your vocals useless. he drops his hands and situates them right under your butt to pick you up.

reiner picks you up with such ease it’s scary to think about how much stronger he is than you. most times his actions and body don’t match up. you wonder how such a big, beefy, burly man makes you melt into his touches. you think about how a man with such rough hands can trace such soft and intricate details into your skin that has you throbbing in your center. he places you right on his cutting stump and presses his lips on yours. “not letting you go this time.” he breaks the kiss and looks into your eyes.

your irises reel him in and keep him stuck in a trance like an ant stuck in a sweet, sticky pile of honey. he just can’t look away — he won’t look away. with two fingers he pulls the front of your skimpy night gown down, and makes quick work of his tongue. he sucks one of your hardened nipples right into his mouth and subtly “bites” down on it but only with his lips. “ah! rei…” you moan. not only is he skilled with his physique but his mouth’s a piece of work on it’s own.

he places wet kisses along your tits, one’s that form a sloppy heart around your areoles and he finishes off his art by sucking on your nipple; letting the tip of his tongue flick the sensitive bud until your pussy is weeping. your hips buck up as you feel your greedy hole clench around absolutely nothing. “feeling greedy are we?” he pops his mouth right off your nipple with a hard suction. “little thing need some filling does it, sweet heart?” he teases.

you nod your head and spread your legs further apart so he can nuzzle his way in between them. he uses his right hand to hold you up and keep your self situated on the stump by holding onto his shoulders. he’s so much bigger than you, he’s nearly enveloping your whole body and shielding you from the giant forest that resides behind you both. he places his scarry fingers in his mouth — just two of them to coat in his spit, but it’s not like he needed to anyways your folds were glosses in a thick layer of your essence already.

he slips his muscly arm in between your two bodies and flips his wrist so that his fingers can easily slide through you, “already so wet…” he hums. you shiver slightly from the cool wind that shakes the tree leaves. you moan a “mhm”.

“i like to watch you work-” you squeal, he thrusts a big finger inside of you, grazing your hot walls and cutting of any coherent thought. he tickles you, runs his fingers along the ridges of your gooey walls and curls it up. “oh? is that right, darlin?” he crooks a smile and rest his head right in the small crook of your neck. he striking a match as he diligently lets his finger dwell too long in your soft, pulsing heat. the pad of his finger presses perfectly against your spongy spot that sits right at the top, it’s soft and is warm to the touch. it’s his favorite spot to abuse with his big fingers and giant cock.

“rei-reiii,” you drool, a thin drop of saliva falls out the corner of your mouth as your body begins to curl up. he instantly yanks your thighs back open, pressing his fingers into the fat of your thighs. he feels your arousal slowly seep out, your insides grow increasingly warmer as his finger thumps against your g-spot. “feels like your pussy’s cryin’, sweet heart.”

“need me to stuff it up so it stops?” he pouts at your face and bumps his nose against yours. he knows your about to cum when you buck your hips up and grind against his fingers a bit harder. “come on, can’t cum if you don’t answer…” he grows stern; though it’s only a facade, because he can feel a fiery heat churning low in his groin. he feels the tip of his cock throb when you can only whine back a sweet, “wan’ you inside.”

“all you had to do was ask, darlin.” he kisses your neck, and pulls his slicked up finger out. reiner locks your arms behind his neck as he works to unbuckle that thick belt that holds his jeans up. he quickly pushes his pants down and leaves them right at his ankles. you look down and watch how his thighs look as they ripple with every step, or change of footing he makes. “so, so big rei.” you gently suck on his neck and bring him a bit closer.

you hear him chuckle as he dips his hands into his brief’s and gives his cock a couple languid strokes. his tips twitches profusely as he swipes his thumb over the slit, coating his length in a sheen of pre. he scoots closer to your body, one hands is lining up the thick head of his cock with your gooey entrance and the other is ok your hip making sure he doesn’t fuck you off the stump. “ready for me, darlin?”

he doesn’t really wait, because you always get so nervous as you wait for his thick intrusion. he bends his knees and slips the fat tip of his cock into your messy pussy. his dick curves up and always slides against your insides in the rightest ways. you feel him breaching you, he’s nearly halfway in and you clamp down on him. “don’t wanna let me in?” he groans; feeling the near suffocation of his cock inside of you. “i-i do,” you stutter, “you’re ‘st too big.”

“you say that,” he grunts, and with a snap of his hips he’s sheathed himself entirely in, “but you take it so well.” the force of his hips knocks the air from your lungs and nearly knocks you off the stump. “ooh- fuck!” your face screws in pure delight as you feel the mass of him fill you up. there’s no space left and he grins in satisfaction as your nails dig into the great expanse of his back. he fucks you with a purpose that only he can muster.

he further pushes your body into the stump making you feel even smaller as his dick rams into you pussy. you grip onto him tighter and your moans float all through the trees, they bounce around the forest and come slamming back into your own ears. “you’re so loud,” he teases, “gonna make someone hear how good i’m makin’ ya feel.” there’s nobody for a couple miles, thought it seems as if he tries to fuck you so hard till someone does hear.

the underside of his cock pulses and his big breeder balls just wind up so tight each time they smack against you. he switches up his stroke going painfully slow or brutally fast. he can never keep a rhythm cause he’ll cum too quick. “mm… you always like to tease.” you whimper. his cock presses into your cervix at your comment making you flinch from the feeling.

“oh, do i?”

he cocks his brow and rolls his hips. he’s completely inside you and he doesn’t plan on pulling out. your toes curl in your house hoesand your legs lock around his waist. you dig the back of your heels into his back edging him in so much deeper, more than you can take.

“rei-,” you moan. he can tell by the pitchy volume you’re close to cumming. not only that, but your poor little pussy feels so battered and full, you just can’t help but fall apart from your hubby’s cock. he leans over you and lets his hands grip along the rounded edge of the stump for stability. he pistons his hips, pumping himself through your folds so fast because he feels his nerve about to break. all of his weight is nearly on-top of you making it impossible for your to escape his sharp thrust.

“fu- mmph… fuckkk, babe!“ you scream out. his thrust have become sharper and he’s caging you into his body to trap you. when he gets like this, taken over with a form of ecstasy that can only be released when he cums; you realize you can’t go anywhere. the lustful grunts and the lewd squelching of your pussy makes his heart beat heavy in his chest. his lip is held securely between his teeth as he listens to how your pretty moans make it seem as if his cock could bulge any bigger.

he feels the liquid begin to dribble out the head of his cock before he’s biting down onto your shoulder. the thick vein that settles at the underside of his cock twitches as he cums deep into your slippery walls. his balls wind up tight, and he clenches his fist tighter along the stump as he ruts all of his creamy, hot release into his favorite person. nothing better than morning where he gets to fill up his pretty fairy.

“feel that,” he groans, “feel me cumming inside. that's what this little pussy does to me.” and you can’t even respond, because feeling his cum slosh around inside of you, and feeling just how deep he plants himself inside makes your release come right after. you whine, sinfully squeezing your legs around his torso. your trembles are long and hard as you feel your pussy throb your orgasm. if someone was around they’d be able to hear the shrill scream you let out as you came on your hubby’s cock.

“it was that good, huh?” he chuckled deeply as he stroked his finger along your cheek. he swore he saw stars in your eyes as you smiled up at him looking like a pure ditz. nothing was on your mind minus the subtle throbbing of his half hardened cock, that still stirred in you as he rocked his hips against you gently. “uh huh…” you gazed at him with a pretty sparkle in your eyes.

he slowly pulled himself out letting his heads of cum dribble out of you slowly. he fixed his pants and patted your head, giggling at your soft fucked out gaze. “just gon’ sit here and look pretty all day?” he laughed. “i can’t move, you gonna pick me up?

you stretched out your arms for him to lift you up and he did. he propped his hands on your waist and nearly flung you up into his arms. he tickled your tummy as he carries you back in the house. “my big strong man.” you praise as he sets you down by the dining table. a deep blush washes over his face before he turns his head away.

“come on, this big strong man says you need to eat. cause i know ya didn’t.” he sighs.

“but i feel so, so full, rei.”

“you play too much,” he chuckles cause he knows exactly what you’re referring to, “that’s not food.”

“okayyy, fineee.”

[sunniewr]

𝖺𝗋𝗈🅜𝖺⠀⠀𝙳𝙴⠀⠀⠀̻⠀⠀⬚⠀⠀ ͟  ⠀⠀ ूੂ𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇j𝖺⠀ ͟ ͟ ͟ຼ͟𝒲

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[bbina]

DO NAWT ANON REVEAL !!!!!!!!!

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duh what u think of me 😩🙄 why do yall blame sungchan for every minor inconvenience 😭😭😭😭😭😭 WHAT DID HE DO TO DESERVE THIS SHIT 😭 anywayz…… i think its official… wave won?

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UPDATED SYMBOLS & EMOJIS :p

᭢ຶ⵿ू✿ ࿔ ⠀ིιྀ ྀᖭ༏ᖫི ! ๎𑜓 ؄ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ ✿ ྒྒ ຶ𒂭⬮ °ཐི♡̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ° ཐི☆̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ ꣓ི༏ྀ𑇒͙ ᭰͒̑͡✿ ུ⃨ ❀꫶̯͙ࣺ˖̑͡. =͟͟͞ 𖧷⛾⡷⃨ ‌‌‎̶̲̌͜ ͟͞͞, ༺ ᓭི༏ᓯྀ ♰१˚̣̣̣͙𖦹︎ ᭩ ྀ#⃞͏ᅟ✧ ✱✱✱ ▬ 🐰ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི🌷*ೃ ̸⃨ ‘🌀⃜⃞ ⓘཊ 𓈒ིུ ᭒᭄ ✴︎ 🐲 ͟͟❘❙❚Ꮺ 𝆬⃞ ͙᭰͒̑͡✿ ུ⃨ (˃̣̣̥ヘ˂̣̣̥) 𖥨᩠ׄ݁🀄️ 𝜗℘ 🗒️ ᝰ.ᐟ ⃟͚̊▞ ❙❘❙❘.. ꯳⃘꤫ .ᐟ”🫥 ྀ᭩ ♬ 💮𓈒ིུ𓈒ིུ▞♬◌ ✱ ཻུ۪۪͎ 🥃ཐི ೫ ✱ 𒂭ུ۪۪۪۪᳝۟⓵⃜🎸❙❘♫ུ ⌗ ♬◌🥨#⃞ ❤︎ ུ۪۪۪۪᳝۟ 𝄞 ♪ ♭♫ ✸🥨ཐིཋྀ𑄾ㅤ۫ㅤㅤིྀㅤ▞ 𓈒ིུ▞♬◌ #♪ྀ#⃞͏ 👙🆙 ♪ᅟ✧ °°｡ ♪𓈒ིུ❀📬 ☎️ #L֍✹ ཆིཆྀ ⃟͚̊✿ ━╋ *️⃣ ཻུ۪۪͎ ཐི ೫ ͒ౢ ⇨ ꩇׁׅ݊⭔ 𖡄̽ᭂ🦈⑱ ᯤ̸ཻུ۪۪۪۫🍣୭ৎ ཻུ۪۪͎ ཐི ೫🥮͡꒱ 𓈈 ♬◌ㅋㅋ ﹫⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ↲ ▞♬ ꯳⃘꤫✿⃘໋ׅ 🏈🦷 ᯤ̸ཻུ۪۪۪۫ 🏯 ⃜꯳⃘꤫⃛͡🫙+📲⇧!! 𓊆ྀི ൃུㅤ♫ ❝ ❞ 𝒾t-B☆Y ๋۟ ݃♱ཐི♡⃟͚̊ཋྀ ུ᳝᳜᳝ ✿🆒ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི ░⃕⃝𒌩🎐ᚙ𖥨᩠ׄ݁ #𝟶6 🎋 ⟡˙˖ ıl 🧉🝳 ৯▒ 🧷⃨݃ 🥟🍀░⃜ ͠𝒷𝓁oss❀m ٩(•̤̀ᵕ•̤́๑)ᵎᵎᵎᵎ ᅠ✦ ⛩️🚞𓈈🗯️𓊍ㅤׂㅤ͡𖩩̈ ﹠̲ ④everྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི ၇͜ᩘ𑁍 ⓲ ♪ #️⃣ 👙▩ུ⃨ ❤︎. ▞▞ 🥬 ⃛ 🥐𖦞’#⃞20͟0͟5.. ❚❘❘❙ �� ₊˚⊹ ⒙ ൄ ⃪꫶͜ᩘ◍ [MONTH]월 [DAY]일❤︎ ▭▬★ 형. ✱🥘ཐི̲̲ཋྀ̲̲🍈 𝒹oꪶꪶ 𝄡ㅤ ☘︎ ̼ ⑰ 𓊍ㅤׂㅤ͡⊹ ✱ ✸ ✿ ꩜ ♡⃝ ᰔ ⏎*️⃣ 🎌❘❘❙ ͒⬚🎏 ❞❙❘❙𒀭 ⬤⬮⬤ ⬮ ..݁▓۪۪۫۫ 𒁍 ໂ‧‧᪲ ໃ 𑜞᭠ *˚⁺‧͙˚◌ ̵̵ུ ░𖣠͢🍎 ᬽ 🌐♰ ▒᳜᳝᳝᳜᳝᳜᳝᳜᳝⃛ ❥. ᭄ ꩜ ͏᪖.᪲.ᩤ᭔ㅤㅤ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ྀི｡ โ··᪲ใ ⬚✿ ໑ৎ ׁ  ׅ♡ 𓏵 𝜗℘ ⃛͡ †⏝ིི᭨ ྀ ♥︎̼̻♥︎̼̻♥︎̼̻ ̩̩͙༑𓈒̩̩͙༑𓈒̩̩͙ ㅤ༩ᭊㅤ♡⃟❜୧ 𑜞᭄ೃㅤㅤ ⃬۫🍜̸᩠໋࣪꣹۫ ͏⏝ི ✿ㅤㅤ ͏𓍯 ྀི𝆬․ ᱹ̫ ․ ꛒ ꣓ི༏ྀ𑇒🌺 ꒰͡ ͜ू  𓋜 ꒷⊹˚Ꮺ ㅤ ೃ❀𓈒𓏶ྀིㅤㅤ ﹒✷﹒◉ ･ᴗ･ ࣪ 🥥ֶָ֢﹆ ❥ ҉ ༄ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･✺ ༚༅༚˳✿˳༚༅༚ ͡˚̣̣̣𓎟𓎟 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ ıllı 𐚁๋࣭⭑ ໒·͜:)𑇓 🪷"♪ ♥︎⁎̯͡ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ ✿" ໒᪲᪲᭢᜴꤬⬚͒❀ ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ♥︎̼ ᨶᯃྀི✿ ༩ ♪⃝ 𒑟 ✱ ♫ིྀ ❶❺ ?👔꯳⃘꤫✿⃘໋ׅ🍎 ✹ ᮫͙ ⒅ བྷ།ᬼ ̳͟͞͞🌍 𝓲t-𝓫oy ™🌐˖ ◌◍ᬊཻུ۪۪ 🎻 ꦽ⬮ ᬼ˖͢ ‧͡‧̫ໃ🥭𝓞6𝄢۫🌐᭢˚̣̣̣͙͏◗ ᬊཻུ۪۪𖣠͢✿𑜞 ꦽ ⬮ ꠹ ۭۭۭ۫ࣳ۫֗❘ ꯭﹖ ᥀࣪ ★ ▓⃞⃯♫🌺ြ◗ ⿴ㅤ𓄼░ 🌼⃝˚ ♱ ✮ 𖦹 ⌁ ꉂ 𖡎 ∿ 𖥊 ҂ ꏍ 🜸𖣦 Ꮺ ๛ 𖠗 𖧧 𖤠 𖦆 𖧡 ⟆ ꒺ ∿ ∞ ޱ🛵🧠👔💋ヽִֶָ 𒄬 ⍝⍝ ꐑꐑ ฅฅ ༨ ༢ ༣ ྅   ̑̑៹ ❁ ꌨ❀✿ ☆⃞★⃞ ༀ 𖥟 ✱✱✱ ㅤ͡ ⊹ ✱ ✸ ✿ ꩜ ♡⃝ ᰔ ⏎ ⬤⬮⬤ ⬮ (˃̣̣̥ヘ˂̣̣̥) ᭢ຶ⵿ू✿ ࿔ ⠀ིιྀ ྀᖭ༏ᖫི ! ๎𑜓 ؄ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ ✿ ྒྒ ຶ𒂭⬮ °ཐི♡̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ° ཐི☆̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ ꣓ི༏ྀ𑇒͙ ᭰͒̑͡✿ ུ⃨ ❀꫶̯͙ࣺ˖̑͡. =🔮🌃͟͟͞ 𖧷⛾⡷⃨ ‌‌‎̶̲̌͜ ͟͞͞, ༺ ᓭི༏ᓯྀ ♰१˚̣̣̣͙𖦹︎ ᭩ ྀ#⛩️🚞 ໋ࣧ𓍼⃘꯭໋۟ 🫙🍃 ⃞͏ᅟ✧ ⇧!!🩸🏞️🪱 ཻུ۪۪͎ ཐི ೫ ͒ౢ ⇨ ꩇׁׅ݊⭔ ⓘཊ 𓈒ིུ ᭒᭄ ✴︎ ❝ ❞ ﹫⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ↲ ▞♬ ꯳⃘꤫✿⃘໋ׅ (°¯᷄◠¯᷅°) 𝜗℘ ━╋ ⊱｡❀̩͙̾͒༺★༻❀꫶̩͙ࣺ̾͒᭮᭰ ⋆｡‧₊♱༺𓆩❦︎𓆪༻♱༉‧₊˚. — ㅅ — ´ ω` ᴗ . ᴗ ꒡⌓꒡ ⇀‸↼ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ˘ ､ ˘ ᴖᗜᴖ ๑'ꇴ'๑ ˆ⌣ˆ 🏮ᵔ⤙ᵔ -﹏- ㅠㅠ ᴥ︎ > . ✩ ◞‸◟ ♪؞ؖ ̳̳̳̳̳̳̳̳̳ᩘᨯ𓂂𓏸 ཐི̲̲ཋྀ̲̲ 𓊍ㅤׂㅤ͡⊹▩ᬉ ̣̣̣͙͏❘❙⢀⣀ ̎̿͞͞͞͞͞͞͞͞ ིུ͠*: ཐི܂.᭨ᩧ⣷ ᭅᬻ ݴ᭄ ❚❘❙❘⎯⎯╾⃰◌̺̺͙ ⬤ 𖢅𝅮໒꒰ྀི ˊ͈ 𐦫 ˋ͈ ꒱ྀིა 𖥟𓈃❰❰ (★ 。✯  ⁄⁄͈꒱ა₊̣̇.🌺🌕🎯 ໒ ྀ ♰१  ᭢ຶ⵿⁕— ͟͞͞  ᭩͡ᰯ ⏁ ཆི♡̼͓ཆྀ ⍝⍝ ꐑꐑ ฅฅ ᡴꪫ ꯳⃘꤫ ͡ ︶ ִ ✧ ❀ ۪۪۫۫ᤢ ⣬ ཆི♡ཆྀ ਉl̈́ਉ ཊ♡⃛ཉ 𐚁 𓉳 𖤓 𖢖ུ⃨ ໂ᳜᳝‧͡‧̫ໃ᳜᳝ ̑ 𓊈❀𓊉 𓊆𔘓𓊇 ༒ ᬊ᭄ ᓭི༏ᓯྀ (>ཀ< ∠) 𑇍ׂ𓂂 ▒⃝ ⚝ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ †ᭃ ༄༽❜ 𖤛 ♡̶ ༒ ◌✦ ｡* 味ㅤ✧✦ㅤㅤꨴ ໂ᳜᳝‧͡‧̫ໃ᳜᳝ ㅤ ೄ ㅤ ✿ᩨ ㅤ ⬚͒꣓ ㅤ ❀ᮬᦾ ㅤ 花 ㅤ ী ㅤ ♬ ᪇ꫭ 𖧧˚̣̣̣͙ 🆙 ୧ 🚟 𓍊𓋼✴︎ 💋 ⁺˳𖦹︎‧₊˚✩ 🍱 4 o’clock ^_< 𓇼 ‘ 𓆠 🀢͟ ͟ ͟ ⏎⓵⃜🎏 !𒀀 ⛩️ ۪ܺׄ ̸ཻུ۪۪۪۫ ۪ܺ 🎇🥬 {+81 - *** - ****} 𝄡𓍼⃘꯭໋۟. 𖡄̽ ཽ🈖⃨ 🔎 i COULD EAT THAT GiRL FOR LUNCH 𓉯 ྀ ूੂ 🫁 ✿﮾᳜⡴ ✟ ❤︎ ?? ̼ 🗯️𓊍ㅤׂㅤ͡⊹ 𝒾t-G☆rl ूੂꐑꐑ 𝒾T~BⓄY 🍢 ཻུ۪۪͎ 𖣠👔͢ ⛩️ ᜴꤬🌺 ❤︎𝄢۫.ࣨ. ݁🥍 ㉇ི⃨ࣺ᭮ᬊ ᕕ( ᐕ )ᕗ (⁠ʘ⁠言⁠ʘ⁠╬⁠)

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elle idk if you know cats the musical but right NYANGNYANGRACHA, who do you think are their jellicle cat counterparts? its okay if you don't answer but its just a silly question can i be 🩰?

🩰anon, you don't know the pandora's box of my childhood you opened. I was (and still am i who am i kidding) a HARDCORE theater kid before, ofc i know cats the musical. Full disclosure, I fucking HATE the movie but love the musical so much! I think Minho would be Macavity. He's a schemer, sleuthing, sly little thing. But on a technicality, Macavity isn't a Jellicle so second to that would be Bombalurina because she's confident and kind of a tease if anything. For Felix, I'm so tempted to say Victoria cause he's so pure and angelic but I'm also considering Mistoffelees because he's filled with wonder and magic which I think Felix is synonymous with.