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got super horny and started thinking about stalker perv!vi,,,

content: smut drabble - voyeurism, masturbating, mixed power dynamics, stalking ofc

i mean fuuuuck she’d be such a pervert, wouldn’t she? veiled under a hood, lurking down your street in the dark hours of the night. stopping just a few feet outside your house. of course she’d like to take it all in first. silently gloat to herself for a minute or two - over how easy it is. so fucking easy to find your address, and to merely stand outside the window, pouting at just how stupid you are for choosing to leave your curtains every open every night. silly you, you’re lucky it’s her outside and not some other creep.

you wanna know why she’s so drawn to you? because every night, around 11 to midnight, you touch yourself to sleep. it’s a habit you haven’t been able to fix yourself out of. an easy rub, and then straight to bed. it’s quick, it’s pleasurable. yet lo and behold, vi seems to have taken a compassion for your pattern even more than you have. a desire that does not know its limits: stretching beyond far horizons. vi dies for it. as the day nears to its end and it’s pitch black outside, she dies to see you nestled above your bed covers, fingers down your pants to gently press tight circles against your twitching clit again, and again, and again.

a nightly routine. vi approaches the window, sees you stimulating yourself, her breaths get heavy, pupils dilate. then her hand is flying to her own zipper, rushing to pull it down so she can hurriedly shove her hand down her underwear, joining you in your dance; jaw slack, breaths palpable and shaky. fantasising about what she’d do if she’d just slide open your window with ease and take you right there and then — all with her eyes open, so she can see you climax. and oh, how you reach that point so beautifully.

what’s funny is that vi gets so lost in her own self-indulgent haze, that she hasn’t realised how you’ve gotten more and more obscene and bolder within each night.

before you started to notice her coming to your window every night, you masturbated like many people do; under your covers. but since then, you’ve been changing it up a little. not even bothering to slink under your covers, shamelessly spreading your clothed legs, lifting your shirt up so a sliver of your under-boob can be shown whilst using yourself in the neediest of manners. you like to discreetly open your eyes, just to make sure she’s watching. but she never notices that you know. sick little pervert relishes over the fact that she can easily see through your window not knowing that you do it on purpose. let her watch. let you give her a show.

one night, just one night, vi will have enough: take matters into her own hands and shove her way inside your room. you’re prepared to let that happen.

happy kinktober <3

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autumn is always the right time for warmth. which is why you thank the stars every night for giving you abby anderson. you've always admired how someone who bides their time in appearing rough and intimidating; scorned by the world and forced to close herself off, can actually be the most caring human to ever live.

it took you a while to break her walls down. slink through her thickened skin to reach her sad heart. but when you finally did, man was it worth it.

from sticky summers with shared skins coated with a film of sweat, autumn writhes itself in as seamless as glass. bringing the company of fresh breeze, crispy leaves and her.

you never knew someone's body could be so warm before you had met abby. grabbing any chance you get to slide yourself under her and burrow in her like a hedgehog; taking all you can get out of her. greed doesn't even make itself apparent to you. no, this is love. this is sweet. it's best times when abby's asleep. you like to hear her breaths fanning over you, noticing the way her eyes sometimes twitch. you like to wonder what she dreams about.

you like to wonder everything.

haven't written a fluff in god knows long and i've never written one about abby! so here's this lil drabble hehe

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if you’ve been following me for a while then you know i love ethel cain, and yesterday i went to her concert and FUUUUCK IT WAS SO GOOD even the opening was fire like i will be checking 9million out later. god i was emotional but how could i not be honestly. i wish i was closer to her tho cuz i got standing tickets 😿😿

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got super horny and started thinking about stalker perv!vi,,,

content: smut drabble - voyeurism, masturbating, mixed power dynamics, stalking ofc

i mean fuuuuck she’d be such a pervert, wouldn’t she? veiled under a hood, lurking down your street in the dark hours of the night. stopping just a few feet outside your house. of course she’d like to take it all in first. silently gloat to herself for a minute or two - over how easy it is. so fucking easy to find your address, and to merely stand outside the window, pouting at just how stupid you are for choosing to leave your curtains every open every night. silly you, you’re lucky it’s her outside and not some other creep.

you wanna know why she’s so drawn to you? because every night, around 11 to midnight, you touch yourself to sleep. it’s a habit you haven’t been able to fix yourself out of. an easy rub, and then straight to bed. it’s quick, it’s pleasurable. yet lo and behold, vi seems to have taken a compassion for your pattern even more than you have. a desire that does not know its limits: stretching beyond far horizons. vi dies for it. as the day nears to its end and it’s pitch black outside, she dies to see you nestled above your bed covers, fingers down your pants to gently press tight circles against your twitching clit again, and again, and again.

a nightly routine. vi approaches the window, sees you stimulating yourself, her breaths get heavy, pupils dilate. then her hand is flying to her own zipper, rushing to pull it down so she can hurriedly shove her hand down her underwear, joining you in your dance; jaw slack, breaths palpable and shaky. fantasising about what she’d do if she’d just slide open your window with ease and take you right there and then — all with her eyes open, so she can see you climax. and oh, how you reach that point so beautifully.

what’s funny is that vi gets so lost in her own self-indulgent haze, that she hasn’t realised how you’ve gotten more and more obscene and bolder within each night.

before you started to notice her coming to your window every night, you masturbated like many people do; under your covers. but since then, you’ve been changing it up a little. not even bothering to slink under your covers, shamelessly spreading your clothed legs, lifting your shirt up so a sliver of your under-boob can be shown whilst using yourself in the neediest of manners. you like to discreetly open your eyes, just to make sure she’s watching. but she never notices that you know. sick little pervert relishes over the fact that she can easily see through your window not knowing that you do it on purpose. let her watch. let you give her a show.

one night, just one night, vi will have enough: take matters into her own hands and shove her way inside your room. you’re prepared to let that happen.

happy kinktober <3

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sub!ellie williams with a mommy kink & breeding strap? lethal combo

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"y/n... a-ah-" ellie grits her teeth, eyes clenched shut in tandem as her nimble fingers fist the sheets as an anchor. you feel a rush of power as you thrust into her with a dildo you've never used before harnessed around your hips - one that resembles insemination, being able to mimic cumming inside ellie's sopping pussy. god, what you'd do to actually make her pregnant...

"nuh-uh. call me what you want to call me." hearing that, ellie's jaw falls slack. she buries her face on the mattress, pretending she hadn't heard what you said. as a result, you grip her hair; forcing her head upwards.

"ellie. i know you can. i know you want to." you coo mockingly, as blood rushes to ellie's skin - an angry shade of pink spreading through her face and down her back. poor little thing who's embarrassed: knowing exactly what you're talking about but too humiliated to say it. even if it's at the tip of her tongue. even if she's been about thinking it the entire time.

it's the way you snap your hips forward so firmly that makes you thrust it out of ellie. "mommy!" she's squealing, voice cracking like a piglet. you let go of her hair, watching as her freckled shoulders tremble. seemingly an after effect of finally having said what you've both wanted.

"good girl. see how that wasn't terrible now, was it?." you deliver smoothly, your voice akin to lustrous honey trickling down her ear. ellie lets out a low moan in response.

sensing you've stopped moving, she starts to move her own hips; meeting your base back and forth, back and forth. this amuses you - how she's trying so hard to cum, or, really, make you both cum. you don't move so easily, pleased with watching her try for a little longer.

"mommy... mommy, please." now that she's said it once she can't seem to stop. not to mention how it's oh so cute the way her words are starting to sound like garbled bullshit. "please, what?"

"need your cum... need your cum inside me so bad. please, fuck..." alas, you start to feel bad. ellie has always been great at begging after all - it's her specialty. whether it'd be persuading you to stay up with her to watch a movie or more special, intimate times like these.

your knuckles flex upon clasping your hands on her hips, before you start to pummel into her, reminding her what rough feels like; and it's just how the auburn haired girl wants it; evident in the way her entire body goes lax - slumping on the bed with her head briefly smushed against the pillow, letting you do everything. sweet little ellie who's been working herself too hard, you decide to let up and take the 'big boy' job. ellie moves her head to the side, weak whimpers and mewls pouring from her lips, along with the drool starting to create a darkened puddle on the sheets. "holy shit , mommy, mommy-" she mutters quietly, but somehow you're still able to hear it as quick as day..

"i'm close." you grunt, thrusting into her so hard it seems to bring her energy back up all over again. you've got her all excited, sitting up and arching her back like a bowed cat. you cup your hand around her chin, whilst ellie opens her mouth wider enough to suck on your thumb, fluttering her eyes closed as she does so.

your heavy pants meddle into desperate, pitching moans; synchronising with ellie's pleasured wails as you thrust your faux seed deep into her; squeezing the silicone. ellie's eyes blow wide open as she feels it shoot inside her. after two or three more weakened thrusts, you pull away; your entire body gleaming with sweat. ellie sinks onto the bed, ass up in a way you can see the pearly white lubricant ooze from her abused cunt. the sight so obscene you unconsciously graze the tip of your tongue against the edge of your teeth.

ellie twitches, slowly bringing her entire body down so she can lay flat on her stomach. she moves her head to the side so she can communicate to you.

"now fuck me like this."

a/n: lowkey not my best gang 🥀🥀 really need to get back in the groove it's been a MINUTE and my skills are lackin ;pp

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hiii, i noticed your hiatus you said is over, are you working on anything right now? ur writing is amazing so i was just wondering!! 😝😝

also maybe hoping you're writing that one anon w the sub ellie breeding strap WHO SAID THAT

that req was amazing tho whoever it is ily and i know ur gonna eat it up so hard if you do write it

shhhhh… ur revealing the secret! 🤫🤫🤫 ;)

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so um ………… hey guys 😅

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apologies for the sudden vanish — i felt that three week hiatus i took wasn’t enough and had to take a real long break. but i promise you i’m ready to start writing stuff for u again. so please take me back in like a stray deer :3 love u guys ♡

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so um ………… hey guys 😅

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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8rBHXfk/

i saw this dumbass tiktok and was like wait 😭

would you write this and then we let her in and lets just say we grant her wishes... :D (sub ellie,mommy kink, breeding strap)

IF UR COMFORTABLE WITH THOSE TOPICS...

IM DEADDDD trust u will be seeing this soon 🙏 🙏

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professor!caitlyn would just be oh so unruly. so sickly unprofessional that you'd get all queasy from all the butterflies she's given you. who knew there'd be a professor like that in your prestigious, victorian-esque university?

content warning (18+): SOME PROPER FREAKY SHIT, written porn under the cut, professor/student taboo, age-gap, s&m: spanking, power play, dom!caitlyn, sub!reader, degrading, praising.

you were extra bad on purpose today: putting your feet up on the desk so she'd be able to catch a glimpse of your underwear, smacking your gum as loudly as possible whilst blabbing loudly to your friends. caitlyn really had enough of your blatant pleas for attention. it was frankly rather embarrassing seeing you act like a child whilst everybody else was serious about getting work done and building their futures.

which is precisely why caitlyn decides to take a more... hm, let's say, vintage route. she believes these kids today have just got too much smoke up their ass and need to be brought down a notch — to endure the same punishment she had to go through in her days.

so here you are, in all your shame yet perverse glory, bent over the desk whilst she smacks your ass with a ruler again, and again. simultaneously forcing you to repeatedly write down on your notebook 'i will not be a bad girl.'

you've written the sentence three times so far, and each time you're done, caitlyn smacks you with the ruler harder. you flinch and a whimper punches out of your throat, the pen threatening to rip the flimsy paper apart.

'another.' caitlyn commands, her deep voice reverberating through your very core. it's getting harder and harder to write, but you force yourself to scribble the same sentence again. there it goes, smack! and you drop your pen, your head unable to hold itself up anymore.

but alas, caitlyn does not let you remain like that for long: yanking you back up by the hair and smacking you harder.

'keep writing.' her voice is firmer, sharper. your fingers shake, handwriting getting messier and messier within each turn. cait coos in mock-pity, her fingers resting its onslaught and settling in gentle rubbing instead, purposely close to your pussy that is pathetically, pathetically wet right now.

your thighs tremble in anticipation whilst caitlyn explores you with her fingers. a violent shudder rips through you when you feel the tip of her fingers stretch the edge of your cheeks so she can get a better look at your now see-through underwear.

'what disappoints me the most is how you find this arousing. what a sick girl.' she tuts, moving your panties aside and shamelessly smacking the raw flesh. you yelp, a weak 'i'm sorry' somehow leaving your lips. a passionate alone-time with professor kiramman will leave you like that fortunately unfortunately.

you hear the sweet sound of caitlyn's chuckle behind you. 'good pet. that's all i wanted to hear.'

only then does she allow you to properly get off: slim, nimble fingers easing into your sopping heat like a landslide: three fingers at a time. she whistles at how well you take them, whilst you writhe and mewl in pleasure: fingers scrabbling at the desk and knocking over a few papers.

caitlyn sucks in a breath, as she leans in real close and whispers sweet little endearing terms into your ear, ones like 'i wish you could see how well she's taking me' and 'you seem like you're enjoying it, hmm?' whilst you can only moan and drool out your words in response.

such sweet punishment, and if it's always going to end like this then you can't help but fleetingly think what other things you can do to get on caitlyn's bad side again.

note: today i watched bloodsisters (1995), a lesbian documentary about s&m and got seriously inspired, i recommend you guys to watch it! it's really good ( ∩´͈ ᐜ `͈∩) this is sauurrrr freaky i hope it's not too controversial or anything lolololol

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wwould you continue the sub ellie on an aphrodisiac drabble? kinda wanna see how we help her...issue

for all the filthies asking for more ;) (pt 1 here.)

content (18+): sub!ellie, porn w/o plot, cussing, teasing, strap-use, very faint degrading, praising

it'd take a while before ellie would get over her embarrassment, before the aphrodisiac fully kicks in and clouds all her inhibitions and judgements. that's why she insists at first to cover her face.

you let up and have her sprawled on your lap, attentive fingers smearing the moisture on her needy cunt. ellie cannot stop herself from jolting and twitching on your lap, muffled moans surging from the poor thing as she buries her red face in the sheets.

you have to coax the embarrassment out of her, leaning in and letting your soothing breath wash over her skin.

'come on... show me your pretty face.' in which ellie would respond with a deprived whimper. she's shuddering so much it's as if she's in pain, but you're able to tell she's overtaken by a thumping pleasure instead: especially when she finally gives in and looks at you; a pure total mess. so quick to losing herself.

you smile at her as you sharply thrust your fingers in, rubbing right against her sweet spot. she arches her back obscenely, like a cat. her jaw falls slack, resounding grunts and moans being pulled out of her.

she comes quickly, of course. eyes rolling to the back of her head. you've done nothing different; finger-fucking her like you usually do, but the drug definitely made it feel like it was the holy grail.

ellie slowly flips herself around, laying on your lap and staring up at you with eyes stricken with tears. her breathes come in short pants.

'more... please... please give me more.'

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ellie watches in awe as you adjust the harness around your strap. you can palpably see the way her eyes sparkle. it's so amusing considering she's seen it on you so many times before.

'you're so fucking high off of that shit, aren't you?' you point out amusedly. eager little thing wouldn't even be able to hear you, because she's busy crawling over to you and wrapping her fingers around the base of the faux-cock.

you're surprised when you see ellie wrapping her pink lips around your strap. you didn't even ask her too, but here she is: bobbing her head up and down as she gazes up at you with dazed eyes. drool is vulgarly leaking from her chin and dripping on her boobs. she's moaning too, and when you crane over your neck wondering what's got her so damn pleasured from merely sucking on silicone, you're met with the sight of ellie touching herself.

'how slutty...' you tease, cupping her face and gently pulling her away from the strap. ellie lets go with a pop, following with a needy breath.

'is it wet enough?' ellie pants, unable to keep her eyes off your dick. you can't help but laugh. never in your life have you heard ellie say such nasty things. who would've thought an aphrodisiac would've got her like this? it's adorable, but you won't deny how much your cunt flexed at the sound of that.

'you did just fine. such a good girl initiating things for me.' you drawl. ellie's eyes warm over at the sound of your praise. as a matter of fact, you can visibly see the way she melts. you could never ever get enough of her.

ellie can feel her entire body respond to you. so when your hands are gripping her sides; snapping your hips as she scrabbles to hold onto the sheets for support, she can feel her entire body vibrate with so much pleasure. too much. you watch, mesmerised, as a dribble of sweat travels down her back. her body is like a work of art you never tire of observing. every single little detail, like the sunburnt spot on the tip of her shoulder, or the light scar on the corner of her lower back.

ellie throws her head back in full ecstasy, her eyes fluttered shut as she babbles incoherently on how good it all feels. her hips move all on her own, with you hardly having to thrust. her ass slides back and forth against your strap and lo and behold, ellie lets out a scream full of rapture — making a mess of herself yet again. and of course, she's begging for more.

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you pamper the hell out of ellie. you take care of her, fucking her as nice and hard as you can. ellie responds so beautifully, her body coated in a film of sweat making her glisten. you lean in and smell her neck, your tongue dragging vertically along the humid flesh. my god, you could eat her if you could.

'i'm cumming... again... i'm gonna die, i'm gonna die!' ellie babbles repeatedly. her brain has long gone, replaced by a gloop of lust and hazy need instead.

'you're not gonna die, ellie.' you chuckle, playing with her rock hard nipples that have become overly sensitive. ellie whines shamelessly, trying to squirm away from your touch.

'too much...' she mumbles, hardly discernible; fucked so much her language is nothing more than incoherent slurring

'it can never be too much for you can it?' you joke, pinching her nipple as you say so, punching a desperate keen out of her throat. yet again, she shudders violently, pearly white gloop flowing out of her fluttering pussy - that's clenching and unclenching around nothing.

you two spend hours upon hours, rounds upon rounds until you both have had enough.

note: didn't proof read this one because i was so desperate to get out of writer's block and upload something .·°՞(≧□≦)՞°·. anywayyyy hope u liked and i have sum other ideas brewing up so yeeayayyy

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guys i got writers block : ((( and i’ve been feeling oddly insecure ab my work on here and other stuff and it sucks so bad bc i wanna keep creating but ughhh 😞

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brain is melting over sub!ellie on an aphrodisiac (* ´ ﹃｀*)

dumb little bunny would find it the funniest thing in the world if she ordered one of those chocolates online that would supposedly make her 'wet for hours.' she'd watch you with an amused glint in her eyes, outwardly ignoring your warnings and pressing on the 'checkout' button. you'd sigh and shake your head. if ellie is already a mess after two rounds, imagine how bad she'd be when high? frankly, you weren't opposed to such a notion: being able to witness ellie being sent to the highest peaks of sensitivity.

ellie doesn't believe she'll feel a thing, which is why she wants to try it so bad. to prove you wrong. so you let it happen; fully knowing who'll turn out to be the right one in the end.

she doesn't let you know when the package arrives or when she eats it, but you know damn well the second she shuffles into your room whilst you're sitting on your phone, crawling into your bed and laying on your stomach. you can feel her heavy breathes on your skin, an entertained smile tugging at the corner of your lips. but you choose to mention nothing about it just yet.

'you okay?' you gently question, your fingers splaying across her scalp as you pretend to not know what's going on. the tip of your nails dragging across her scalp makes her go so weak. so weak.

poor thing thinks she's being so discreet by slowly spreading her thighs open, and shifting up to press her clothed pussy against the nub of your knee. should've thought again.

'you took it, didn't you?' you croon. ellie whines in response, her hips jerking. she isn't even trying to hide it anymore.

'but you don't like how it feels.' you continue, taking the words right out of her mout. when you guide her face up. you're met with eyes glazed over with unbridled lust. ellie nods with a slight pout.

'i'm so itchy... inside. pl-please help me...' her words warp into slurred babbles, her eyes lighting up with unshed tears. you pout in mocking sympathy.

'i told you, ellie.'

'i knowwww... i'm sorry.' what a sight. you love when she gets like this: all stupid and pathetic and begging. she's so pretty.

you give in pretty easily, saving the teasing for later. maybe after-play. as you thump into her with your strap you swear you can palpably feel her pulsate, with her sopping cunt clenching and fluttering around your faux-cock. ellie feels it all ten times harder, her jaw slack as she begs for more and more. her hips would move all on her own as obscene noises would spill out from her like a broken faucet.

and when you'd mention it the day after, she'd deny that ever happening.

note: haven't written anything about ellie for SOOO long omfg. i lovelovelovelove subjecting usual strong women in media to being submissive asf ehheehgergeehgeydgfwifdsi its so hot

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PERVERT ABBY PERVERT ABBY I BEG!!!!!!!!! Also, the camgirl vi series was so lovely . enjoyed reading it :3

note: thank u very much ^_^ this request got me excited,,, whether abby is a sub or dom in this fic is up for interpretation btw cus there’s kind of a mix of both hehehehe

pervert abby headcanons

content (18+): masturbating, groping, voyeurism, oral fixation

— there is always, ALWAYS an underlying meaning to the way she touches you. whether it be a hand splayed on the small of your back, or the way her thumb would slowly rub circles on your hips, or your knuckles.

— if you would lean down to get something, her hands would be on your hips and she’d be playfully thrusting. or if it was a hot summer day and you were sucking on a popsicle, her lips would crackle into a grin and she wouldn’t be able to take her eyes off you

— professional panty thief!!!!! steals them like they’re treasure. and oh, she definitely puts them to use, alright: stuffing them in her mouth as a gag when touching herself. they come in handy when you’re gone and she’s missing you.

— calls you when masturbating, masking it as a normal phone call: asking about your day, listening to you yap whilst fingering herself crazy style. you’d hear heavy breathing on the line and ask if she’s alright, only to be followed with a curt, breathy “mhm! keep talking.”

— it’d be an absolute leap in the dark listening to her voice notes whilst out with your friends. you never know when it would be something important, or a minute long message of her moaning and whimpering; babbling incoherently over how much she misses you whilst clearly fucking herself.

— where ordinary people would be merely jealous and frustrated, her absolute favourite thing would be watching others try to hit on you. she’d revel just… watching. spotting someone so clearly trying to plot on you when you’re already taken. that’s when she would outwardly show off, groping you obscenely whilst maintaining eye contact with the culprit.

— adding onto that, abby would also get off on you trying to make her jealous. it turns her on to imaginable levels seeing you attempt to get her attention by flirting with another stranger. makes you suspect she’d let you fuck someone else as long as she gets to watch. who knows?

— before you started dating, she had a phase where all she could do was touch herself to your photos online. no porn, or erotic piece of content ever amounted to the glory of your pictures, even if they were hardly sexual. it was the only thing that could get her off.

— UNRESTRAINED when it comes to dirty talk, like a dog let loose. you have no idea how she can say such filthy words coated in the sweetest voice ever. she knows exactly what she’s doing too, and worst thing of all: she means every word she says. lying isn’t really her thing after all.

— instead of letting you know that you have something near your mouth, she quietly wipes it off herself; the pad of her thumb rubbing the corner of your lips, helplessly shifting to drag along your bottom lip. sometimes it ‘accidentally’ slips inside, and suddenly you’re sucking her thumb like she can feel it down there.

a/n: requests are open!!!! i’m back and i’m excited to do these aaahhh might not do all but i’ll tryyy. keep in mind though if something is too similar to other works i’ve done then i’ll probably not do it i’m sorry!!!! ( ;´ - `;)

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WE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!

ohhhh my god thank u ily !!!! (๑´>᎑<)~*(๑´>᎑<)~*