wonysugar

[wonysugar]

u can tell I’m washed because I’ve been so busy I can’t even LOG ON… but wow.. what a treat for me ❤️

sugar we r going to build a city in your honor this was too good.. I agree I want her to tie me up and just whip me I’m so serious SO EBODY SEDATE ME 😭😭😭😭😭😭

you’re so correct for this.. I missed u sugar you always understand me 🙏🙏 #needallofher14inchesinme #allofaespauseme #pls

-🎞

🎞️ANONNNN!!! hello :33 glad to know you’re okay, i was actually thinking about if you would like that drabble when i posted it LOLL super happy to know you doooo

can we call the city sealenia pleek AND YES I THINK WITH ENOUGH SESSIONS SHE’D BE FINE WITH WHIPPING YOU😭🙏🙏🙏god bless

and tysm…. i missed you too very dearly❤️we see each otha #allofaespahas5turnseach

[wonysugar]

cw : bondage, bdsm dynamics, impact play

oh boy. oh boy oh BOY what the hell.😭i’m actually kinda losing it she’s looking sooo good for this era? i’m so incredibly geeked yall omggg….. #DRENCHED!

you being with your girlfriend for a very long time now has helped in making… kinkier conversations easier to have. aeri would always be super chill with everything anyway so talking about your sex life was never really uncomfortable, it felt like any other normal discussion. despite that, you never once got to the true marrow of the bone. was it because you were embarrassed? maybe. were you scared she was gonna shame you for it despite having no history of doing so? …maybe!

was your fear kind of irrational? yknow what, yeah maybe.

no but truly, how on earth are you supposed to bring up bondage to your kind-of super vanilla significant other? she maybe looks rough on the outside but she has always been gentle, both fortunately AND unfortunately, because that’s what you two believed would be satisfactory for both parties involved. and yeah, it’s always been way more than plain satisfactory, but you wanted her to… yknow, tug at you more in bed. quite literally! plus, she was always going on and on about not wanting to hurt you, which would be even more endearing and adorable if you weren’t such a huge slut for pain. especially if it’s your gorgeous girlfriend inflicting it on you.

alas, you’d always pushed away the idea of telling her such a thing. she can’t know that, that would complicate things. maybe she’d push herself to do things she doesn’t necessarily feel like doing just to please you. which is totally an aeri thing to do, by the way. that being said, you kept quiet on that part of you, embracing the fact that it will most likely just stay buried in the deep depths of your desires for another few years.

the universe had other plans for you though, apparently.

as it turns out, you had left your google account logged into aeri’s laptop since the last time you went over to her house. one thing about you, you never use incognito mode, ever. you always figured it would be unnecessary since you quite literally live alone! which is exactly why you could already imagine the type of stuff your girlfriend saw when she told you about it.

of course, she wouldn’t let that go. mentioning it every other time you two spoke, poking fun at you as you hid your face in your hands. a whole week of teasing felt like torture… until she showed up at your door unprompted with a backpack full of stuff. stuff you would never imagine being bdsm equipment.

your heart would’ve felt like it dropped to your stomach upon the sight, but you would quickly figure out that your heart could, in fact, drop lower than that once she started ordering you around.

‘strip.’

‘make it quick.’

‘go to the bedroom.’

‘get on your knees.’

granted, a little rough around the edges considering she was very much not used to this kind of thing, but still incredibly hot nonetheless. hell, if anything, the innocent and incessant giggling you two were doing just contributed to getting you more and more excited, anticipation eating at the both of you. it was nice seeing your girlfriend give a chance to something you’re into and seeing her actually enjoy it.

as the hours went on, she was basically a natural. sure, it was still somewhat awkward and endearing, but she definitely had a knack for this kind of stuff. no matter how good her acting would get, however, her nature would never stop showing through her actions. she insisted you come up with a safe word, since she ‘saw that people did that upon researching’, she’d often double check with you to make sure she didn’t tie the rope around your wrists too tight, other times you’d notice her immediately caressing the spot she’d leave a big fat red mark on with the riding crop she held, she’d praise you for every little thing, cooing and claiming that you’re taking it so well for her.

if you’d ask her about it now, she’d probably affirm that her favorite part was the ‘actually fucking part’ since she finally got to do what both of you had been dying for. she definitely had made you beg for it beforehand, having found a new liking to your submission and desperacy. holding a collar and controlling your every move may have sounded concerning in theory, but it was a totally different pair of sleeves in practice, apparently!

“you wanna eat this pussy, baby?” she’d ask, tugging and toying at the collar and smiling at the immediate eager response she’d get from you, on your knees under her. ‘yes, i do’ you’d eagerly say, but that wasn’t enough for her. she wanted to push you to the depths of your comfort zone, she wanted to see how desperate and shameless you could get.

“i’m afraid you’re gonna have to sound a bit more enthusiastic than that. be a big girl and show me you want it.” as she’s lazily slapping your cheek ughhhdjdkfmd i’m incredibly ill and upset mane whatever.

when it comes to the strap action, it’d feel like heaven to you! just like it usually does, except this time you’re being spanked and choked by aeri’s tugging of the collar around your neck all whilst being edged, before, of course, getting overstimulated to your core. your bedroom filled with nothing but the sounds of impact, your loud ass moans and whines, aeri’s praise and the simultaneous sound of her dildo going in and out your drenched cunt, motion repetitive yet with a varying speed.

so basically aeri wouldn’t need much convincing from you to do that again some other time LMFAOAO

[wonysugar]

hi! just wanna check up on you after you updated that your drafts didn't save 😭

hello! thank you for checking in, i actually ended up just sucking it up and continuing them😭i’m getting them done, slowly but surely…..

[wonysugar]

my draft didn’t save. MY DRAFT DIDN’T SAVE.

[wonysugar]

this isn’t a req or anything but I JS wanted to chrck up if ur okay and everything is good for you and have a good day if your reading this then good bye and have a have good night/day! (Btw happy pride month [happy TT sticker ]

i’m alright!! been super busy as y’all could probably tell by the lack of posts but that’s basically normal wonysugar activity by now ermmm😅

but tysm for checking in whattt you’re so sweet :(( i hope you also have been having a streak of great days and nights<33 AND HAPPY PRIDE MONTH TO YOU TOO! god bless

[wonysugar]

I knew you would be up too.. life is kicking my ass but aeri could kick it harder #sadismmasochism #imup #needhertocollarmelikethosedogs

a little sad they didn’t give her a back tat that said aespa but.. that dress.. the waist.. her fine ass omfg 💔💔💔BACKSHOTS WHENNNN

-🎞anon

girl have you SEEN the reels. HAVE YOU SEEN WHAT THEY PUT AERI IN???😭😭😭💔💔💔💔i’m merely an object

also girl i personally could not care less about her having tattoos or not cause honestly they all look so good… my ass is NOT looking at any of those damn drawings😭🙏

[wonysugar]

GIRL PLEASE FINISH ITS SO OVER FOR ME GISELLE SMAU IM GOING CRAZY 💔💔

i’m TRYING girl i promise you😭I HAVE A LOT MORE FREE TIME let’s hope i use it wisely and finally finish that damn thing LMFAOAO

[wonysugar]

hello?

!! hi!

[wonysugar]

i am ran THROUGH as a writer man 😞

[wonysugar]

[crickets] hi guys! writer’s block got my ass so i honestly just gave up don’t be mad BUTT??):&;&2&;&: NEW AESPA COMEBACK

WHAAAATTTT THEEEEEE FUCKCKKCKC ARE WE DOINGGGEKFKSKDK😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭I NEED TO TAKE HER FROM THE BACK WHAT THE HELL……. 🙁🙁🙁🙁SHE LOOKS SO GOODDKVDNCNDM

[wonysugar]

having really bad san brainrot right now GUYSSSS him in those pictures will never fail to unleash a beast inside of me that i didn’t even know existed… THE TURTLENECK. THE WAY IT FITS ON HIS BUILDFJDJ it’s bad out here……

cw !! one mention of breeding kink, one mention of creampie, mentions of riding, masturbation (san receiving), one mention of a mistress kink, sub!san, cum eating, recording, one ‘good boy’, basically i’m geeked HAAAIII

anyways, this is kind of about those pics..! i’ve been specifically getting thoughts of subhusband!san hanging out at home by himself on his day off and missing you sooo much. WHO ELSE GETS IT!

like imagine this, you text him that you’re gonna get off a bit later than usual to get some more work done and he’d just get so sad that he’ll have to wait for you longer. he’d make you your favorite meal as a way to pass the time, mind haunted by the fact that you’re not there to keep yourself busy WITH him :(( he’s always craving for your company, but it’d especially suck for him that particular day.

you see, for some reason, he’d been feeling needy the entire morning, afternoon AND evening. usually, in situations like these, you’d get home rather quickly and take care of it for him, just like how he always took care of everything you needed, in return.

today, however? he had no choice but to sit there in despair, throwing occasional glances at the front door like a puppy waiting for its beloved owner to come back.

it was almost pathetic, really. the way he’d attempt to distract himself with a tv show but instead end up reminiscing on how good your hand would feel rubbing down his crotch, palming it ever so gently. gosh, the praise that would go along with it, too? the way you’d look into his eyes with nothing but love and passion as you watched him lose himself under you, him squirming at the sound of you calling him the good boy he is.

he was simply hopeless when it came to you, you had him wrapped around your finger. that being said, he wasn’t surprised to see that he gave himself a hard-on with the simple thought of what you’d do to him if you were there.

officially unable to focus on anything that isn’t his raging boner, san would get an idea. an idea that would warrant a punishment later on, yes, but an idea nonetheless. mischievous, he’d place and angle his fully charged cellphone a certain way, having it lean on the mug he drank from 5 minutes prior, hence making the camera face him as he sat on the living room couch.

the tent in his pants more visible than ever, he would press the red button on the screen and immediately lean back on his seat.

“hi baby,” he’d say awkwardly, shy from actually having committed to doing such a thing. don’t get him wrong, he’s fully capable of being a slut for his wife; which, he has been, plenty of times, but being in the living room alone and on the verge of jerking himself off in front of his phone camera was a whole other level of shame.

“i missed you.” he’d confess. clearly nervous, he occupies himself with the action of reaching for the remote and quickly turning the tv’s sound down, “i thought you’d like me to send you this, since…”

his eyes motion down to his black pants, putting all the attention from him onto his very visible hard-on. the flagrant print of his dick enough to make him stutter, he continued, “uhh—i’ve been kinda dealing with this… situation for the whole day and, i know you wouldn’t want me to do something about it without being involved, so...”

he eventually figured too much talking wouldn’t help him at all, so, he eventually unbuckled and unzipped his pants, creating an opening on the bracket just big enough for his cock to spring out once he pulls it out of his boxers. he subtly sighed from the slight relief of feeling it throb so freely.

there’s precum on his tip, and he’s self-aware enough to chuckle at that. “i already know the type of face you're making.” he said, mentally visualizing your smug smirk, “can you blame me? i haven’t seen you all day.” he then smiled, red in the face.

it didn’t take long before he leaned back and slowly started moving his palm up and down his length, hand envelopped around it. his head thrown back at the fiction, he let out a quiet but slow exhale, one that perfectly encapsulated his desperation for pleasure.

“what would i give to fuck you right now, mistress.” he’d confess, somewhat embarrassed by the nickname, but too deep into his quest for climax that he’d forget that he’s practically talking to himself. “i wanna feel you clench around me.”

for now, though, he was obligated to settle with what he had.

his pace quickened, his fingers occasionally focusing on that sweet spot between the head and the shaft with gentle caresses. with each pump, he let out quiet whimpers, biting back louder, sluttier noises.

once he felt close enough, he pulled up that black turtleneck of his to his chest, revealing the pecs and set of abs that you were oh so familiar with. with each pump he gave, his arms flexed. you’ve always loved that turtleneck, and he knew that. you’d ramble on and on about how it always seemed to tightly and perfectly hug his meaty body and how that was the hottest thing ever to you. that being said, him wearing that was not at planned, but was nonetheless a very welcome convenience.

before he knew it, his climax drew near. his voice got louder, and his gaze stayed fixed on his cock, watching it throb as he imagined the sensation coming from you instead.

the mere thought of you riding san slowly before speeding up the motion, the way you’d lean in and kiss his entire face as you both unconsciously synchronized your breathing, the fact that you’d maybe consider allowing him to blow his load inside you if he begged well enough. the thought of putting a baby inside you, the thought of starting a family with you; that was enough to drive him to the very edge.

with a mix of shameless moaning and rough groaning, he came all over his torso, eyes fluttering as he threw his head back onto the couch, white ropes shooting everywhere on his abs and chest. he attempted to pull his shirt further up, but some of his sperm already got to the fabric.

very unfortunate news for you, you wouldn’t get to see him wearing that turtleneck for you tonight.

his chest heaved up and down as he ran a hand through his stomach, collecting every single drop before putting his fingers into his mouth, tasting himself. he knew that’s what you would’ve asked of him if you were there.

with his clean hand, he’d awkwardly end the video. before that, though, he’s probably congratulating you for your hard work, but also subtly telling you to hurry home in the deep yet silly and whiny voice you’re so familiar with.

as he’d send the recording, he’d hurry to the bathroom to take his shirt off and clean himself off. he had to hurry up, though, as the food he had put in the oven was probably already done cooking by then.

he couldn’t possibly have you come home to burnt food!

[wonysugar]

MY GOAT IS NTO WASHED 😭😭😭😭SUGARRR PLEASE COME BACK TO ME 🙏🙏🙏🙏

-🎞

HAI 🎞️ANON!

i’ve been kinda back?!?😭finding the time to write certain things but i’d say the pace i’m going at is quite nice right now. :]

how have you been?!?

[wonysugar]

my kiof drafts and i staring at each other

[wonysugar]

ex-bestfriend ewb aeri uchinaga

a/n : no actual moodboard(tm)… no title…. what the fuck is wonysugar even about at this point. also! too many words to consider this a drabble but also not elaborate enough to consider a full fledged fic… take this as a mini-fic and whatnot

cw : heavyyy somnophilia but consent is like kind of established beforehand but not really since they technically don’t fw each other so it’s kinda cnc… whatever any of that means, cheating, masturbation, scissoring, fingering, clit play, aeri’s high as FAWKK. and she breaks into reader’s room, lawl

you guys had fought that day.

like you do any other day, at this point.

apparently! you were talking shit about her stupid, artificial and joke of a relationship to other people. of course you would do that, you had nothing else better to do after all. it’s not like you had exams and other priorities to worry about on a day to day basis!

while it is true you said her and her boyfriend weren’t a good match, it’s not like you spent day and night speaking on her. you simply once stated a fact. nothing more, nothing less.

of course, she didn’t believe that whatsoever.

in fact, she was absolutely convinced you did more than that. she was convinced you actively prayed on her relationship’s downfall, how could she not? it was so painfully obvious; to the way you eyed her down in the bus whenever she talked to him, the way you glared at him whenever he looked in your direction, the way you’d smirk and whisper things to your friend whenever you saw her walking down the halls, stealing glances from her—hell, the more she thought about it, the more it seemed like you were jealous of her.

yeah, that’s gotta be it, you were jealous of her!

…is what she believed, anyway.

the truth was, yeah, you were envious… but it was definitely not of her. you couldn't give less of a fuck about him, frankly.

you were envious of him, though. he got all the attention.

aeri was your best friend before becoming his girlfriend. you’re the one who watched her grow up into what she is today, and she was the one to witness your development into young adulthood. you guys went from pushing each other on swing sets and doing your basic addition homework together to getting high together and… what, making out in her room when her parents weren’t home?

hell, he probably didn’t even know you were her first kiss. she probably swore up and down he was her first, anyway.

nonetheless, due to multiple accumulated misunderstandings, that all stopped.

your numerous years of pure friendship and love were killed with nothing but a few crossed wires.

now you just tell each other empty threats and roll your eyes at one another. cute, right?

whatever, you thought to yourself, you’d done enough reminiscing for the day. soon enough, you slipped under the covers of your comfy bed wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and pyjama pants. it was a rather chilly night, you physically couldn’t allow yourself to sleep with no pants on, as saddening as that might’ve been for you.

that being said, you still kept the window open. you enjoyed the feeling of the cold yet light breeze kissing your face whenever you dreamed.

feeling yourself slowly dozing off, your eyes fluttered shut as the minutes pass. eventually, after a few hours, you’re deep in sleep, practically snoring as you’re tightly hugging your teddy bear, laying on your back.

exhausted would be an understatement; you were beat.

so beat that you couldn’t possibly shake awake at the sound of somebody audibly breaking into your room.

that somebody being none other than aeri.

what the fuck was she even doing there? even she herself wasn’t sure. one thing she did know, though, was that she was gonna make you regret ever saying anything about her relationship. of course, she wasn’t thinking rationally whatsoever; the weed in her system had killed every ounce of reason left in her, and she found it more practical to operate with her feelings.

and the feelings in question? they told her to break into your house through that same window you so conveniently left open!

she stepped foot closer to you, watching you sleep. you were absolutely clueless on what was going on near you.

aeri had always found you pretty, but you looked especially breathtaking in that moment. you looked so… peaceful, serene. seeing you like this made her nostalgic; she yearned for the moments where you would look at her with an expression just as warm as that. the moments where she’d talk about something as trivial as a corny song her favorite artist at the time released and you would just... sit there and listen.

you would always listen attentively to whatever she had to say.

her man rarely ever did that. he was always too busy to even look at her when she talked. yet, he's the only one she gives her whole attention to.

funny how that works, huh.

then, she noticed how your graphic tee had seemed to drag itself upwards, unintentionally yet entirely revealing your stomach, as well as the fact itself that you weren’t even wearing a bra underneath.

was that the reason she got on top of you? no, of course it wasn’t; she had a prove to point, that’s what! the point being that you ran your mouth about something that doesn't concern you, and that she was gonna rightfully ridicule and humiliate you for it. she had no problem with touching you in such a suggestive manner.

yeah, she hated your fucking guts now and would rather die a horrible death than sit in the same room as you for more than 5 minutes… but you’ve always had a great body, and even greater tits, that was undeniable.

so, she gently pulled your t-shirt upwards, leaving space for her head and eventually got to licking on your chest while you slept. entranced by the feeling of your nipples grazing her numb tongue, she kept her eyes hooded as she watched out for your reaction. you did squirm around a bit once she started fondling the other breast with her hand, but that was about it. that went on for at least 10 minutes, right? she didn't keep count.

all she knew was that you would’ve felt nothing but pure shame if you knew what was being done to you at that moment. that was the point of this. not because she was dying to touch you, obviously, but because she wanted you to be aware of the power she truly has over you. instead of fucking her boyfriend, like you oh so clearly wanted, she was practically fucking you instead.

you were still in a deep slumber despite all that; you should have already woken up by then, but you didn’t. fortunate for her, although she couldn't help but ask herself, have you been getting enough sleep recently?

nevermind that, she was too into the act of leaving hickeys all over your chest to think about it. aeri didn’t want to think, she was high out of her mind. in fact, she stank up the whole room with the smell of marijuana, she was practically hot boxing you in the comfort of your own bed, whilst you slept. not a single thought of hers was rational, and chances are that's why she had gotten so hot and bothered over ‘ridiculing’ you.

perhaps that's also why she eventually slipped off your pyjama pants and gently hovered your clothed slit with her fingers, getting lost in the feeling of your lips on her fingertips. fuck, your panties were pretty damp, what had you been dreaming of before she got in here?

"you fucking bitch..." she mumbled to herself. she felt herself throb at the sight alone, and that pissed her off. the sensation of her digits dragging along your visibly desperate pussy didn't help, either. her blood ran embarrassingly hot and soon enough, she finished off by completely stripping you of your underwear, unable to contain her desire for any longer. your bare cunt now to the air, exposed and vulnerable only for aeri to see. it glistened under the moonlight that subtly broke into your otherwise dark room through the window, kind of the same way she did.

it was hypnotizing, so much so that aeri could've sworn she was practically drooling from the corner of her mouth. she was so close to just leaning and making out with it, but... she couldn’t. she had other, more important things to attend to; her own warm pool growing in between her legs.

she couldn’t help it, she had to swiftly glide her dominant hand across her lower stomach into her shorts. with a huge sigh of relief, her breath hitched as her middle finger quickly landed on her throbbing clit, rubbing circular motions immediately upon contact. her hooded eyes stayed fixated on you, entranced by the mere sight of you; asleep, your core exposed and vulnerable, just for her.

it didn’t take long for her to slowly slide in two digits inside of herself, biting her lip whilst she fought back a whine, still staring at you. she wanted to touch you so badly, she wanted to use every inch of you to get off, to humiliate you, but that would’ve been too risky. so, she was perfectly content with just pumping her fingers in and out of her entrance for now, quiet squelching sounds filling the silence of the room.

fuck, the weed in her system just made it so, so much better. she was dripping wet just thinking about how confused you would be if you were to wake up. nobody would exactly expect to be immediately greeted by the sight of aeri fucking herself on them right upon exiting dreamland, so that would be a totally valid reaction for you to have.

an adorable one, at that.

she didn’t have to worry about that though, she kept two of her other hand’s fingers inside her mouth whilst simultaneously fingering herself, way to muffle the occasional sounds that slipped out.

that’s, once again, what she believed, anyway.

what she had seemed to forget about you was that you weren’t that heavy of a sleeper, no matter how exhausted. truth was, the nipple sucking was enough to kinda rouse you up a bit, but she was lucky enough to not have fully woken you up, since you quickly drifted back to sleep afterwards.

that wasn’t the case for what came afterwards, however.

aeri, despite her initial plans of playing it safe, had moved on to feeling your wetness on hers; she bit back a gasp as soon as her clit came in contact with yours, soon enough rubbing against it as she held one of your legs in a careful way, leaving space for hers. her mouth agape whilst she looked down at herself grinding, rolling her hips back and forth onto you, the sensation out of this world. fuck, you were so wet for her, and you didn’t even know it.

how embarrassing was that for you.

anyway, she was so caught up in making herself feel good that she hadn’t even noticed you wake up!

“w-what the…” you mumbled, incoherent. then, your groggy eyes widening once you figured out what was actually happening, you raised your voice, “what the fuck?!—“

she shushed you immediately, covering your mouth with her palm, “sh-shut the fuck up… you’re gonna wake up the whole house.”

and she won’t? first thing you heard waking up was a loud ass whimper coming out of her!

onto more important questions… what the fuck was aeri doing in your room? why did she look so fucked up? was she high? what was she grinding onto? why did your body feel so good? why was it so cold in your room? what did she do to you before this? you didn’t have a single clue on anything happening, you felt… used, taken advantage of, objectified by your own ex childhood best friend.

and fuck did you love every second of it once you actually processed everything. was that weird? the thought of her eventually cumming her brains out to you and not to her stupid ass boyfriend was enough to turn you into even more of a mush, despite barely being conscious.

“f—fuck, aeri—“ you'd moan out,

“i know baby, it feels—mmh—good, d-doesn’t it?”

it did, it really did. so much so that you had to cover your mouth with each roll of the hips she did on you, as to not let any potential noises slip out.

aeri had decided to leave the confrontation for much, much later; when she isn't actively chasing the climax of her pleasure. plus, you looked way too good for her to even want to tell you off, it'd make her feel bad. at that moment, all she wanted was to see you lose control under her. your muffled moans like music to her ears, she got more and more lost in the feeling, dizzy and overwhelmed with euphoria. she felt the knot in her stomach get tighter and tighter, until... it snapped.

biting onto the phalanx of her index finger to surpress the moans fighting to escape, her orgasm hit her like a truck, hard.

you, on the other hand, didn't get to cum from just that, however, and that's exactly why she took it upon herself to make you finish on her tongue, eager to taste your juices and hers combined on your cunt.

before the night was over, you both talked it out. granted, it was difficult considering she was still high as shit and you had almost just gotten knocked out from having the best orgasm in fucking years, you still talked. you worked it out on the remix, if you will!

you weren't surprised when news spread on campus that uchinaga aeri had recently broken up with her boyfriend, a few days later.

[wonysugar]

guess who's birthday it is.. :]

— 💭

supposed to be off tumblr for ramadan but i got the notif yesterday and aahhh!! happy birthday 💭anonnnn i hope your day was amazing yesterday :] how was the cake, did you have any? sending you hugs and lots of aespa brainrot

[wonysugar]

best oomf made a discord server🦭 join up or i stop writing about giselle (i’m very serious btw)

so like.. I know I've been inactive on here, but I made a discord server if you girlies wanna hang out to chat & game, and whatever else 😘

also.. this will only be a ladies only server, so w|w respectfully

[wonysugar]

hello sugarcubes it’s ramadan!! and i’m…. going away for a month or so, yknow how it is😭i was extra looking forward to it this year and aheheheh i can’t contain my excitement🦭

sorry i couldn’t post anything beforehand, but!! in my defense, i’ve been working on fics as well as certain asks sitting in my inbox rn :] that being said, ramadan kareem to every muslim, goodluck to us🙏