charlotte

now i am iconic from how much u fucking hate me

[meganswhxre]

charlotte, she/her, writing only wlw

masterlist

-katseye (no nsfw for yoonchae) writer

-im a student so if i upload slow, im sry!!

-i'll write smut or fluff and i can try with angst but no promises lol

-i wont do anything noncon or like that!!

-im bi but wlw leaning so i'll only write wlw!!

-groups i stan are katseye, le sserafim, stray kids, blackpink, cortis, illit, enhypen, babymonster, and some others too!

-please give me requests so i can write more!!

[meganswhxre]

OKAG OKAY RELAX

Bro.

watch yourself buddy…

[meganswhxre]

I just realised I haven't visited your blog in a while. How r you doing BRO?

call me bro again and see what happens DUDE 😡😡😡😡

[bloodredpeach]

Most undeserved win ever.

[skiendielific]

❝Love in the Red Corner❞

↪ 𝓢ynopsis: Daniela met you in an underground fighting club. The two of you started hanging out which led to you dating, however, Daniela hated the fact you got injured every time, so she did what she had to do in order to make you stop.

↪ 𝓦arnings: Mentions of fighting, poverty, debts, r getting injured.

↪ 𝓟airings: Daniela Avanzini x GP Reader

↪ 𝓦ord 𝓒ount: 1.8k+

↪ 𝓝ote: Request.

Daniela was awoken by the feel of someone poking her cheek and if she didn't have such a good dream, that person would've already been face planted on the floor. She opened her eyes to be greeted by a very smiling Manon and Lara standing behind. “Manon, you better have a good reason for waking me up,” Daniela said groggily, rubbing her eyes.

The Ghanaian woman grinned sheepishly and excitedly took a seat on the bed, “Okay so remember how I promised you guys I'll take you to an underground fight club? Well I got a pass from my friend and Sophia is staying home with Megan and Yoonchae which leaves me, you and Lara. And no, you don't have a choice, you're going.”

Daniela let out a loud and long exaggerated groan. “Do I really have to?”

“Mmhm-mmm. You said you really wanted to go. Do you know how many strings I had to pull to get those passes? Now get your cute butt out of bed.”

Manon and Lara left Daniela to get dressed and she did so very slowly. Dragging her feet across the floor, she made her way downstairs and got in Lara's car as Manon claimed the front seat. The car ride was filled with the loud and excited singing of both girls and by the time they arrived at the club, Daniela was awake enough to realise that it really was an underground club. Manon led them inside, nodding to the guy in front. They stood between the crowds of energetic men and women, facing the small makeshift arena. “So who's this friend of yours?” Daniela asked, taking out her phone and keeping it in her hand.

“She's a great fighter. Pretty badass too if I say so myself. I think she has the first match of the night.” Daniela nodded and watched the arena, eager to see who this friend was.

The moment you stepped out, everyone let out loud screams of excitement. Even Manon was jumping up and down, causing Lara to hold her back. You looked into Manon's direction and gave her a big toothy grin, waving enthusiastically. But then your eyes landed on Daniela and boy did she knock your breath out. She was absolutely gorgeous in a way you couldn't describe, the embodiment of speechlessness.

Your opponent was a burly and buff guy that looked too scary to be on earth. When the match started, he gave you tons of trouble, leaving you with a spilt lip, a busted nose and bleeding eyebrows. But eventually, you won because for some reason, you couldn't lose in front of Manon's sexy friend.

As soon as the match was done, Manon led Daniela and Lara to meet you while you were getting patched up. Despite your sweaty skin, she pulled you into a hug. “Shit yn he really did a number on you!”

You laughed, rubbing the back of your neck sheepishly. Daniela, however, couldn't keep her eyes off you. From your charming smile, to the bruises on your body and the way sweat trickled down your abs. She had to stop herself from letting out a moan right then and there. “These two ladies are my friends, Lara and Daniela.”

You smiled widely, eagerly shaking their hands. “It's so nice to meet you both! You girls are absolutely gorgeous,” Lara blushed at your compliment and Daniela cleared her throat. “I loved your match out there. But, are you okay?” She asked in concern, tilting her head to study your injuries. You shrugged. “It's not like this is the first time you know. I'm used to it.”

She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but your eyes held a hint of sadness, like you hated it here which wasn't far from the truth but it's not like you had a choice. They stayed a few minutes, exchanging numbers with you and when they left, you sat on the bench, staring at Daniela's contact before sending a message.

And that text message was probably the best decision in your life. Daniela and you started hanging out more, getting to know each other. You had come to learn a lot of things about her but even so, you couldn't bring yourself to tell her about your life; how you fight for survival. That underground club was the only thing putting food on your table.

Then came the confession. One night, she came back to the club, and watched you take down one after the other, but the concern was etched onto her face. She met you in the locker room, standing still and admiring your body. Before you could even utter a word, she was all up in your face, kissing you softly. It took you some time but you kissed back eagerly, holding her waist. “I love you, yn. I think these past few months have been the best ones since…I can't even remember,” she laughed, cupping your face. You were frozen in place before uttering the three words back. And if Daniela was ever happy, this moment proved to be it.

But like every relationship, this one had its ups and downs. Six months had passed and Daniela still hasn't known a single thing about your past, your family, nor has she ever seen your house and it wasn't like you could've shown her. It was an old run down shack you had managed to get after your parents passed and the house was taken from you.

Daniela pleaded with you countless times to stop fighting, because every night she'd patch you up, rubbing your back after losses, comforting you whenever you needed it. Until one night, she finally snapped. “Why can't you just tell me?! You know literally everything about me!”

You were already on edge from practice. Some people you owed had shown up demanding you pay them as well as interest and of course, you could've only paid half since you barely got any matches the past week. “Daniela please can we just drop it? I have a reason why I can't tell you.”

She scoffed and sat down, grabbing your face. She saw the tired look in your eyes, the way your shoulders hunched forward and softened. “Baby, mi amor, you know I'm here for you, always. And I love you so much, but we can't make this relationship work if you don't talk to me. I know something is up with you. So please, please mi vida, talk to me.”

Her voice was soft, genuine and sincere. It almost brought you to tears and it did. You leaned against her chest as she cradled your head. Then, with a small voice, you began speaking, “Some people I owed money to came to the club tonight. They demanded the full payment with interest, but I could only pay half. I don't have enough to put food on the table,” your voice cracked.

Daniela nodded and kept on stroking your head. She listened while you continued on and on about your past. “Fighting is the only thing I know. The only thing I'm good at. I don't even have a proper education, you know. It's how I make money.”

“Why didn't you tell me? I would never judge you.”

“I guess I was scared you might think I'm only dating you to pay my loans.”

“Oh baby I would never. I think I love you a little more now,” she giggled through tears, kissing your head and cheek.

That night, Daniela laid awake, thinking of any and all the ways she could help. By morning, she appeared at the club and went straight to your trainer, someone who's known you for many years. Of course, with a little bribe, Daniela was able to learn many times about you, including the people you owed. Then, she took the day off and went around paying out all your debts and even managed to get you into a fitting job, all because she wanted one thing from you.

By evening, you went to your creditors with the rest of the money but they gave you a confused look. “Yo, your lady already paid us today.”

“My lady? Who?”

“I don't know man. Some chick with curly hair. She's pretty too.”

Your eyes widened and you immediately sprinted to her apartment. When you arrived, she had already been waiting with a serious look, but dinner was also on the table, waiting. “What's all this, Daniela? You paid off my loans? Why?”

“Have a seat. Eat. Then we talk.”

The strictness in her tone told you she left no room for arguments. You sat down and gobbled down the entire plate before giving her your full attention. “I did pay it out. You don't have to carry everything alone. You've been doing it for so long baby, let me be your shoulder to lean on.”

“But-but this is too much! That's so much money for you to pay!”

She gave you a look that said ‘really?’ “I'm an idol, mi amor. I can pay the debt without worrying. And I don't want you to worry. Please.”

You sighed and stood up before crossing the room and kneeling in front of her. “I love you so much Daniela, but how can I repay you? I can't take all this without giving you anything in return.”

Daniela made a faux thinking face before smiling and cupping your cheek. “I have two things I want. One, your unconditional love. And two, I want you to quit fighting.”

You knew that was coming and should've expected it. Why were you even surprised? “Dani-” “I want you to quit, yn. I want to grow old with you, build a future, have kids, but I can't think about that when you come home every night fighting demons you bring with you. I want you safe and alive. That club? It doesn't pay you enough. It's not safe. So please.”

“Where will I go? What will I do?”

“You said fighting is the only thing you're good at right? Well you can work with KATSEYE'S security team.”

The offer was tempting, it was good to say the least. It meant you would be safe and be close to Daniela at all times. Plus, she paid all your debts and asked for that in return. Who were you not to give it to her?

With a final nod, you smiled. “I guess that means I'll be close to you right?”

Her face lit up with happiness and she threw her arms around your neck, tackling you to the floor. “Yes! I'm so glad you took it! I love you so much, mi amor.”

“I love you too Daniela.”

The next week, KATSEYE showed up at the Jimmy Fallon building. The girls look elegant as ever, however, Daniela was glued to a certain security's side. You used your body and shielded her from fans that tried to grab her. The job was hectic, but knowing you could come home without Daniela worrying made it all worth it.

©skiendielific

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[rambunctious-jamz]

mexico vs england next in world cup i HAVE to fist fight @toastiegotburnt7272 in support of my ancestors

[toastiegotburnt7272]

GASP

NOOOOO

ENGLAND ALL THE WAY

@meganswhxre say it w me: GOD SAVE THE KANEEEEE

[meganswhxre]

I GOT YOU TOASTIE

GOD SAVE THE KANEEEEEEE

GO ENGLANDDDDD

@toastiegotburnt7272 i’m in my england jersey tdy are we proud

[deadpoolps]

YES YES YES. that’s exactly the pics I meant. She looks so bomb omfg. I think if you do write a fic on it, a good idea would be like office siren or she’s your boss.

🚡 anon

↬ Stained in Red

-> pair ; dom!daniela avanzini x g!p!reader

-> synopsis ; you have been interested in your boss for some time. one day, she needed some relaxation.

-> tags ; multiple orgasms. penetration. cheating. oral.

—

You had been working at Avanzini Media for almost a year now.

It was a decent job — good pay, decent hours, and mostly chill coworkers. But the real reason you never called in sick, never took long breaks, and always showed up early was simple.

Your boss.

Daniela Avanzini.

She was the kind of woman who made the entire office quiet down when she walked in. Tall, confident, sharp tongue, and even sharper style.

Venezuelan roots, dark wavy hair, and a presence that made people straighten their backs without her saying a word. She was only 29 but already ran the creative department like it was her kingdom.

And you? You were just another mid-level graphic designer on the fifth floor.

But God, you were down bad for her.

It started small — stolen glances during meetings, the way your stomach flipped when she said your name, how you’d replay her voice in your head when she gave you feedback. Over time it got worse.

You knew it was pathetic. She was your boss. Untouchable and way out of your league.

Until today.

It was a normal Friday until Daniela walked into the office at 9:15 a.m.

She was wearing a deep red dress.

Not just any red dress — this one looked like it had been made for her. It hugged her body like a second skin. The neckline plunged just enough to show the swell of her breasts, the fabric stretching tight across her chest.

The dress was fitted all the way down to mid-thigh, accentuating her hips and making her ass look impossibly round and full with every step she took in those black heels.

The entire floor went quiet for a second.

You were at your desk, having sip of coffee, when you saw her. The cup almost slipped from your hand.

Daniela looked like sin wrapped in designer silk.

She walked through the open office with her usual confident stride, hair cascading over one shoulder, red lips perfectly painted. When she passed your desk, she paused for half a second.

“Morning,” she said, voice smooth and low, like velvet.

You barely managed a “Morning, Miss Avanzini” without stuttering.

She gave you the smallest smirk — like she knew exactly what how good she looks — and continued to her office.

The rest of the day was torture.

Every time she walked past your desk to talk to someone, your eyes betrayed you. The way the dress clung to her ass, the sway of her hips, the way the fabric stretched across her chest when she leaned over a desk to point at something on a screen.

You tried to focus on your work. But your mind kept drifting to filthy places.

The rest of the afternoon dragged on like torture.

You tried to focus on your screen, but your mind kept replaying the moment Daniela had walked past your desk in that red dress.

You’d had to look away before anyone noticed how hard you were staring.

At 8:45 p.m., your phone buzzed on your desk.

Daniela Avanzini : Come to my office before you leave.

Your stomach flipped. You saved your file, straightened your button up white shirt, and walked across the mostly empty floor toward her corner office. The glass walls gave you a clear view inside before you even reached the door.

Daniela was standing behind her desk, still in that sinful red dress. The lights in her office were dimmed, city lights glowing behind her through the huge windows. She had one hand on her hip, the other holding her phone to her ear. Her expression was tight, frustrated.

She looked up when she saw you approaching and waved you in without pausing her call.

You stepped inside quietly and closed the door behind you.

“…No, Jonah, that’s not what I said,” Daniela said into the phone, voice sharp but controlled. “I told you I’d be home by nine. I have a deadline. You know how this works.”

She turned slightly, giving you a full view of how the dress hugged her body from the side. The deep neckline showed just enough cleavage to make your mouth go dry.

You stood awkwardly near the door, trying not to stare.

Daniela sighed heavily, rubbing her temple with her free hand.

“Yes, I know it’s our anniversary next week. I’m not forgetting. I just… I can’t drop everything because you want to go to some fancy dinner.” Her voice rose a little. “You knew what my job was when we got married, Jonah. Stop acting like this is new.”

She listened for a moment, then let out a bitter laugh.

“Oh, so now I’m the selfish one? That’s rich coming from you.”

You shifted your weight, feeling like you were intruding on something private. But Daniela glanced at you and held up one finger — give me a minute — so you stayed put.

Her tone got colder. “I’m not doing this right now. I have work to finish and I’m not in the mood to fight over the phone again. We’ll talk when I get home.”

She listened for a few more seconds, then hung up without saying goodbye. She tossed her phone onto the desk a little too hard and let out a long, frustrated breath.

For a moment, she just stood there, hands on her hips, staring out the window at the city lights.

Then she turned to you.

“Sorry about that,” she said, voice still carrying some of the edge from the call. “My husband can be… difficult sometimes.”

You nodded, trying to keep your face neutral. “It’s okay. Everything alright?”

She gave a tired smile that didn’t reach her eyes and walked around her desk, leaning back against the front of it. The red dress shifted with her movement, the fabric pulling tighter across her chest and hips.

“Not really,” she admitted. “But that’s not why I called you in.”

She crossed her arms under her breasts, unintentionally pushing them up even more. You forced your eyes to stay on her face.

“I saw the final drafts for the new campaign,” she continued. “They’re good. Really good, actually. But there’s one section I want you to rework. The visuals feel… different.”

She tilted her head, studying you.

“You’re usually very good at making things feel unique. So I thought maybe you could stay a little longer and we could go over it together.”

Her eyes lingered on you for a second longer than professional.

You swallowed. “Yeah… of course. I can do that.”

Daniela smiled — small, almost predatory — and gestured to the chair in front of her desk.

“Good. Sit down.”

You sat.

She stayed leaning against her desk, close enough that you could smell her perfume — something warm and expensive. The red dress looked even more devastating up close.

She picked up her tablet and opened the campaign file, then handed it to you.

“Tell me what you think is missing,” she said, voice softer now.

You tried to focus on the screen. Tried to ignore how close she was standing, how good she smelled, how the dress made her body look like it was begging to be touched.

But it was impossible.

You tried. You really tried to focus on the campaign file open on the tablet.

You kept glancing up at her instead of the screen. Your eyes kept betraying you, tracing the curve of her breasts, the dip of her waist, the way the dress hugged her hips like it was painted on.

Daniela noticed.

She didn’t say anything at first. She just watched you struggle, a small, knowing smile playing on her red lips. Then she pushed off the desk and walked around it, stopping right beside your chair.

“You’re not even looking at the file, are you?” she asked, voice low and amused.

You swallowed hard. “I… I’m trying.”

She leaned down, placing one hand on the back of your chair, the other on the desk, caging you in. The neckline of her dress dipped lower, giving you an even better view of her cleavage.

“I’ve been seeking… some kind of relief Y/n,” she whispered, close enough that her breath brushed your ear. “It’s been a long day. My husband pissed me off. And you’ve been staring at my body like you want to eat me alive since I walked in.”

Your cock twitched hard in your pants.

Daniela noticed that too.

She straightened up, turned around, and slowly hiked the red dress up to her waist. No panties. Her bare ass and pussy were right in front of your face — smooth, wet, and glistening.

“On your knees,” she said quietly.

You dropped to your knees instantly.

She backed up until her ass was pressed against your face.

“Eat me,” she ordered.

You buried your face between her cheeks without hesitation. Your tongue dragged up her slit, tasting how soaked she was. Daniela moaned softly, pushing back against your mouth.

“Fuck… yes. Just like that.”

You licked her eagerly — long, hungry strokes from her clit to her entrance, then pushing your tongue inside her. She tasted sweet and a little tangy, and she was dripping down your chin. You sucked on her clit, flicking it with your tongue while your hands gripped her ass, spreading her wider.

Daniela moaned louder, grinding back against your face.

“Deeper,” she gasped. “Use your tongue like you mean it.”

You pushed your tongue as deep as you could, fucking her with it while your nose rubbed against her asshole. She reached back and grabbed your hair, holding you in place as she rode your face.

“Good girl,” she breathed. “You’re so good at eating my pussy.”

You were rock hard and leaking in your pants, but you didn’t dare touch yourself. You just kept devouring her — sucking, licking, tongue-fucking her until her thighs started shaking.

When she came, she came hard.

Her pussy clenched around your tongue, flooding your mouth with her wetness. She moaned loud and broken, grinding back against your face as she rode out the orgasm.

But she wasn’t done.

She turned around, pushed you back until you were sitting on the floor against the couch, and straddled your face again — this time facing you.

“Keep going,” she said, voice husky. “Don’t you dare stop until I say so.”

You ate her like your life depended on it. She rode your face shamelessly, grinding her wet pussy against your tongue and nose, moaning and cursing under her breath.

After her second orgasm, she finally pulled back, breathing hard, looking down at you with dark, satisfied eyes. Your face was soaked — chin, lips, nose covered in her.

She smiled.

“Now,” she said, voice low, “get on the couch.”

You moved quickly, sitting on the couch. Daniela straddled you, lined your cock up with her dripping pussy, and sank down in one smooth motion.

Both of you moaned.

She was so wet and warm and tight. She started riding you immediately — deep, hard bounces that made her tits bounce inside the red dress. The sound of her ass slapping against your thighs filled the office.

“Fuck… you’re so deep,” she gasped, riding you faster. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

You gripped her ass, helping her move, thrusting up to meet her. She felt incredible — tight, wet, perfect.

Daniela leaned down and kissed you messily, biting your lip while she kept bouncing on your cock.

“Cum inside me,” she whispered. “I want to feel it leaking out of me when I go home—!”

You came hard, groaning into her mouth as you pumped thick ropes of cum deep inside her. Daniela moaned and kept riding you through it, milking every drop.

But she didn’t stop.

She kept riding — slower now, but still deep — grinding on your still-hard cock.

“We’re not done baby,” she whispered against your lips. “I want you to cum inside me at least two more times tonight, do you hear me?”

Daniela kept riding you like she owned you.

Her hips rolled in deep, greedy circles, taking every inch of your cock while the tight red dress stayed bunched around her waist.

The wet, filthy sound of her pussy sliding up and down your length filled the quiet office. She was soaked — your cum from the first round mixed with her own wetness, making everything slick and messy.

You were already close again.

“Fuck— Dani, oh shit… I-I think I’m gonna cum again,” you groaned, hands gripping her ass tightly.

She leaned down, lips brushing your ear, and whispered, “Then cum. Fill me up again.”

With a broken moan, you came hard inside her for the second time, thick ropes of cum pumping deep into her pussy. Daniela moaned softly, grinding down to take every drop, her walls fluttering around you.

But she still didn’t stop.

She kept moving — slower now, but still deep — milking your oversensitive cock while she kissed your neck.

“You cum so fast for me,” she murmured, almost impressed. “But you never get soft. I love that about you.”

You were panting, still sensitive, but your cock stayed rock hard inside her. Daniela smiled against your skin and started riding you again, this time faster, more desperate.

You couldn’t hold back the words anymore.

“Miss Avanzini… I’ve wanted this for so long,” you confessed, voice shaky as she bounced on your cock. “I’ve liked you for months… maybe even a year. I used to stay late just to see you. I’d jerk off in the bathroom thinking about you in those tight dresses—fuck, Daniela, I’ve been crazy about you.”

Daniela faltered for a second.

Her rhythm stuttered. She pulled back just enough to look at you, cheeks flushed, eyes wide with surprise. For the first time tonight, she looked genuinely flustered.

“You… what?” she breathed, still moving on your cock but slower now.

“I mean it,” you groaned, hips twitching up into her. “I’ve been into you since the first time I saw you in a meeting. You’re so fucking hot… and smart… and scary. I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

Daniela’s face turned a deeper shade of red. She looked away for a second, biting her lip, clearly caught off guard by the confession. But the way her pussy clenched around you told you she liked hearing it.

“Shut up,” she muttered, embarrassed, but her hips started moving faster again. “You’re not supposed to say shit like that right now.”

You kept going, voice breaking as she rode you harder.

“I couldn’t help it… I wanted you so bad. Still do. Every day.”

Daniela made a soft, flustered sound and kissed you hard to shut you up. But she was riding you with more urgency now, like your words had flipped a switch inside her.

You came again — the third time — groaning into her mouth as you spilled deep inside her. Daniela moaned, grinding down to take it all, her belly already starting to look a little swollen from how much you’d filled her.

She finally pulled off, breathing hard. Cum leaked out of her pussy, dripping down her thighs and onto your cock.

But she wasn’t done.

She slid down your body, dropped to her knees between your legs, and looked up at you with dark, hungry eyes.

“Since you’ve been wanting me for so long,” she said, voice husky, “I’m going to make sure you remember this.”

She took your cock into her mouth — still messy with your cum and her wetness — and sucked you deep. Her tongue swirled around the head, tasting everything. She bobbed her head fast, taking you into her throat, gagging softly but not stopping.

You moaned loudly, one hand in her hair.

Daniela pulled off for a second, stroking you fast with her hand while looking up at you.

“Cum on my face,” she ordered.

You couldn’t hold back.

With a broken groan, you came hard — thick ropes of cum shooting across her face, lauding on her lips, her cheeks, her chin. Some landed on the red dress, staining the fabric over her breasts. Daniela moaned, opening her mouth to catch what she could, still stroking you through it.

When you finally stopped cumming, she looked up at you — face covered in your cum, dress stained, lips shiny — and gave you a slow, satisfied smile.

“Much better,” she whispered.

She leaned in and took you back into her mouth, gently sucking you clean while you trembled from the overstimulation.

You were completely wrecked — breathing hard, body shaking, cum still leaking from your cock as she licked you clean.

Daniela finally pulled off, wiped the corner of her mouth with her thumb, and crawled back up to kiss you.

“Perfect,” she murmured against your lips.

She rested her forehead against yours, still straddling your lap, the red dress ruined with your cum.

“Next time,” she whispered, “you’re going to fuck my ass while I’m wearing a blue dress.”

You could only nod, brain completely fried.

Daniela smiled softly and kissed you again.

—

[meganswhxre]

FIRE theme 💥💥💥💥💥

omg tysm twin 😝😝😝

[toastiegotburnt7272]

ykw, i love having @meganswhxre as my wc partner, bc me and her are legit the same in energy when it comes to it. like i’ll say CMON ENGLAND to her and watch what she does in the comments

[bloodredpeach]

Honestly it sucks this year ngl. Qatar was sooooooo much better.

The only games I’m enjoying are Morocco’s and like…one of Norway’s games.

Brazil v Japan was a good one too.

Otherwise I am NOT enjoying much of it.

Also could be because the matches start at 11 pm my time, and the last match is at 7 am the next day.

Timezones :/

Guess when Portugal v Croatia’s game is at?

Three am. THREE toastie.

[meganswhxre]

nahhhh mama this world cup has been awesome

i’m sry it’s not your time zones tho that sucks ☹️☹️☹️☹️

[meganswhxre]

☆ put dis star in the inbox of ur favorite blogs

ty jana 🫶🫶🫶

[meganswhxre]

☆ put dis star in the inbox of ur favorite blogs

ty 🫶🫶🫶

[meganswhxre]

Day 3 of asking to make out?

hmmmm

[yvesoulgfs]

this angle is crazyyy. trust i was on my knees here

[meganswhxre]

Day 1 of asking you to make out

hmmmm maybe i’ll say yes on day 2

[toastiegotburnt7272]

EWWWUHHHHH—

i should start this w @vampsdiary

[vampsdiary]

You totally should I’ll except the makeout 💋

[toastiegotburnt7272]

u mean accept baby

but yes, i should

[vampsdiary]

YES YK WHAT I MEANT🙄💗

[toastiegotburnt7272]

i love when i can point out ppl’s typos

[vampsdiary]

I’m still waking up😞

[toastiegotburnt7272]

my baby 🥹🥹

[meganswhxre]

just say yall are married alr 😭😭😭

[toastiegotburnt7272]

we are. i’ve said it. there. that’s wifey right there charcoal

[meganswhxre]

yes yes i figured that out after writing that lmao

[toastiegotburnt7272]

look at us 🥹🥹

a month or two ago, we were bonding over being single simps 🥹🥹🥹

peak friendship charcoal

[meganswhxre]

ikr 😝😝😝

[meganswhxre]

Day 1 of asking you to make out

hmmmm maybe i’ll say yes on day 2

[toastiegotburnt7272]

EWWWUHHHHH—

i should start this w @vampsdiary

[vampsdiary]

You totally should I’ll except the makeout 💋

[toastiegotburnt7272]

u mean accept baby

but yes, i should

[vampsdiary]

YES YK WHAT I MEANT🙄💗

[toastiegotburnt7272]

i love when i can point out ppl’s typos

[vampsdiary]

I’m still waking up😞

[toastiegotburnt7272]

my baby 🥹🥹

[meganswhxre]

just say yall are married alr 😭😭😭

[toastiegotburnt7272]

we are. i’ve said it. there. that’s wifey right there charcoal

[meganswhxre]

yes yes i figured that out after writing that lmao

[meganswhxre]

*fast forwards to day 2*

Day 2 of asking you to make out

🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ you’re lucky i love you

and yes

[meganswhxre]

Day 1 of asking you to make out

hmmmm maybe i’ll say yes on day 2

[toastiegotburnt7272]

EWWWUHHHHH—

i should start this w @vampsdiary

[vampsdiary]

You totally should I’ll except the makeout 💋

[toastiegotburnt7272]

u mean accept baby

but yes, i should

[vampsdiary]

YES YK WHAT I MEANT🙄💗

[toastiegotburnt7272]

i love when i can point out ppl’s typos

[vampsdiary]

I’m still waking up😞

[toastiegotburnt7272]

my baby 🥹🥹

[meganswhxre]

just say yall are married alr 😭😭😭