Tilda Swinton risked arrest waving a rainbow flag in front of the Kremlin in violation of Russia’s new homosexual propaganda bill. And she wants everyone who can to reblog it in solidarity.
Guys please reblog this, it won’t ruin your blog, this is important
here is the link to the petition, i think since it is a parliamentary petition it should only be signed by canadian citizens, but if I am wrong please correct me.
All I can think about is the way her skin would feel against mine, and I mean that in the most innocent and loving way. I know that she could feel my love leaking through my skin, because I’m so abundantly full. I would kiss her hand and her cheek and feel the closeness and softness of her love. I know she would touch the same way she speaks. Light and full of kindness. I would run my fingers through her hair, give her the softest kisses, and tell her that when I wake up in her room this is the first time I’d ever truly seen love and it would be the last i’d ever need.
Reblog if you’re polyamorous/open to polyamory in the future/in a polycule or open to one/interested in polyamory
I want to see how many of us there are
And like if you think polyamory is okay, can be healthy, and doesn’t “go against human nature”
but then sometimes you be with these chicks who act like they ain’t never going to cum but you hanging in there, with you hand and forearm cramping up just determined as fuck
and then finally all those wrist curls and pull ups pay off and you bring her house fucking house down
and you just take a bow like a fucking champion even if no one is around!
A/N: hello! hope you guys enjoy this one! had a lot of fun writing it. the italicized portion is a flashback! happy reading <3
anon requested: Hi can I request a Wanda x reader fic where reader proposes and Wanda says no and then they slowly start to grow apart
Summary: Y/N proposes to her long-time girlfriend; Wanda Maximoff. However, things don’t go as she hoped they would.
Word Count: 3.6K
| masterlist | request rules/guidelines | wips |
please do not repost or try and take ownership of my work. reblogs, likes, and comments are always welcome. <3
You were extremely fucking nervous. You were positive that you’ve never been more anxious in your life.
You shakily placed the dishes you had made
onto the table that you had put on the rooftop of the Compound, the fairy lights, and candles you had lit making the space glow with a golden tint.
You had spent the last five hours learning how to make Paprikash; your girlfriend’s favorite food. This in itself was a huge deal, considering you couldn’t cook to save your life.
Seriously, one time you had managed to break the toaster while you were warming up a Toaster Strudel.
You didn’t even think it was possible to fuck up toasting something, but somehow you managed to do just that.
Now, you had upgraded to making an actual meal for Wanda. It took you way longer than it was supposed to, having attempted to make the food three times and failing miserably each time.
Finally, you managed to make something pretty decent and somewhat close to how Wanda usually made it. So, despite the trials and tribulations; you’d say that this was an absolute win.
You weren’t exactly the romantic type, things like this were more in Wanda’s territory. She was the hopeless romantic that loved to come up with cheesy things to do together.
On one of your first few dates with Wanda, she had actually taken you to the part for a lantern lighting ceremony.
She had brought a picnic basket filled to the brim with various snacks and drinks, a fluffy blanket for you both to sit on, and sharpies to write “Wanda & Y/N” onto the little lantern she had brought along.
You had to admit, even if you weren’t the one for romance; that was probably the cutest thing you two have ever done together.
Now, Wanda was due home any minute now, returning from a three-day-long mission.
You had put a note on the dress of your shared bedroom, instructing her to get into comfortable clothes and head up to the roof.
You were super excited about this date because you were planning on proposing to the Sokovian.
You guys had been together for a total of five years and you felt like now was the time to take the next step to forever with the woman you loved.
She’s been acting kind of odd lately and you assumed that it had something to do with marriage. Maybe she was upset that it’s taken you so long to come around to proposing to her?
Well, you weren’t gonna leave her hanging any longer. You were doing this tonight even if it was the last thing you’d ever do.
Your eyes scanned over the roof and you felt a sense of pride in your handiwork. It had taken you forever to find a way to string up the lights properly, but you figured it out soon enough.
You stood beside Wanda’s chair, waiting patiently for her brunette locks and green eyes to walk through the rooftop door; and that’s exactly what you saw a few minutes later.
Wanda’s eyes widened at the sight before her. Her green irises shined brighter under the fluorescence. She observed as you approached her, wrapping your arms around her waist as you pulled her into a tight hug.
You noticed Wanda’s body tense under your touch before reluctantly placing her arms around your neck.
You brushed it off, she was probably just stunned by the view, taking in everything you had set up for her.
“Hi, honey. How was the mission?” You asked, your words muffled as you pressed a soft kiss against the side of her hair, her strawberry shampoo invading your senses and making you feel lightheaded.
“Hi, it was fine.” Your eyebrows furrowed at her blunt response, but you shrugged it off, not wanting to cause a fight on such an important night.
You pulled away from the hug and walked over to the chair you had been standing in front of previously, pulling it out as Wanda slowly sat down.
You rounded the table and lifted up the covers you placed over the dishes.
“Paprikash, for my favorite lady.” You put on a terrible Sokovian accent and laughed a little, but Wanda didn’t laugh. She just gave you a tight-lipped smile.
“You made this yourself? Are you sure it’s edible?” Wanda tried to joke when she noticed your shoulders slump as you sat down.
“Yes, I made it myself and I can guarantee this is edible, can’t say the same about my first few attempts.”
You smiled brightly at the woman across you as she reached for a spoon and took a spoonful of the food into her mouth.
She looked up at you and smiled softly. You couldn’t help but notice that her smile didn’t reach her eyes like it used to, but at least she smiled…
“It’s great. Thank you.” Wanda spoke softly as she began to eat the rest of her meal, you followed suit shortly after.
There was an awkward silence in the air. The only sounds that could be heard were your spoons colliding with the ceramic bowls and the busy city below you.
You took a sip of the glass of wine in front of you when you had finished your food.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
It was Wanda’s favorite; Chardonnay.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
When the brunette put her spoon down, you decided it was finally time to ask her the question.
“So, Wanda, the last five years have been extraordinary. I’m so grateful to have met you, but I’m even more grateful that you had taken a chance on me and have shown me nothing but love and care that I’ve never had before.”
Wanda watched you carefully as you stood up from your seat and made your way to her side.
“I never believed in love. Before I met you, I thought that love was simply a daydream that people had to bring themselves comfort in this dark world, but now I know, it’s very much real and is as consuming and beautiful as people have made it out to be.”
You got down on one knee in front of Wanda and her eyes widened as you did so.
“The concept of being tied down to one person for the rest of my life was something I never thought I’d want. I thought that I would never want to be confined to one person for the rest of my days, but now, that’s all I want; with you.”
Wanda gasped and her hands flew up to her mouth when you pulled a small box out of your pocket and opened it up; a gorgeous ring sitting inside and shining up at her.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“Will you do me the greatest honor of marrying me?”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
You smiled up at Wanda’s with tears in your eyes. You’d never been more sure of anything in your life. You wanted forever with her.
However, your smile slowly fell when Wanda didn’t reply. You visibly deflated as the brunette removed her hands from her mouth and placed them on the box, closing it shut.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“I’m sorry, but… no.”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Your heart shattered. Did she really reject your proposal? You guys were practically married! You’ve been together for five years and yet she doesn’t want to commit to you after all this time?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
It doesn’t make any sense.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
The tears in your eyes finally fell down your face, but not from happiness. You were fucking heartbroken.
The woman you wanted to spend the rest of your life with didn’t want to spend hers with you.
You stood up from the floor and profusely wiped your tears, but each time you did, a new set fell.
“I’m so sorry, Y/N.” Wanda spoke apologetically as she watched you. She felt extremely guilty in this moment.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“No, I- it’s fine. I shouldn’t have expected you to say yes, anyways. I’m sorry.”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Your voice cracked from the unbearable pain you were experiencing, but you still managed to smile and usher out an apology… even if you knew that you had nothing to apologize for.
Wanda went to speak, but you quickly interrupted her.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“Go ahead and go to bed, I’ll clear everything up.”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
The Sokovian frowned, wanting to interject, but she knew by the tone of your voice that there was no room for argument.
So, she got up and walked over to the exit, sparing your defeated form one more look over her shoulder, before leaving.
As soon as you heard the door shut, you allowed the sobs that you had been concealing, burst out of you carelessly.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
This was not how you expected the night to go.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
You thought that she’d say yes, you’d put the ring on her finger, smiling proudly as the diamond glimmered beneath the pale moonlight and golden specks of the fairy lights.
You thought you would end the night after hours of love-making, holding the brunette beauty in your arms and admiring the rock on her finger with goofy smiles on both of your faces.
Instead, you were left alone in the cold of the night, left to take down everything you had spent so much time creating; just like your relationship with Wanda.
•❅──────────────── ᗢ ────────────────❅•
Ever since the night of your failed proposal, things between you and Wanda have been tense and awkward, even more than usual.
You would spend your days apart, as opposed to when you guys used to be attached to the hip. It was as if you both avoided each other as much as possible.
You’d wake up to an empty bed, get ready for the day and do whatever you needed to get done that day, not seeing Wanda once; which was odd considering you knew she was in the building.
It’s not like you were purposely avoiding her though, you just didn’t actively seek her out because she wasn’t looking for you.
The only time you’d really see Wanda was at night when she’d come into the room to sleep. Even then, she didn’t so much as glance in your direction.
She’d come in, get ready for bed, then lay beside you with her back turned. That was the most painful part for you.
You couldn’t remember the last time you’d held her in your arms. It had been this way for months, but the situation worsened after your proposal.
If you weren’t so blinded by your love for the Sokovian, you would’ve actually taken her behavior into account and avoided the agonizing embarrassment and heartbreak.
But whenever you looked at Wanda, you’d see through rose-tinted glasses.
All you could see when you gazed into those big green eyes, was the woman you’d fallen in love with, who you were to love unconditionally.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
It’s too bad she didn’t see you the same way.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
You would’ve never imposed the same pain onto her, but she did so with ease. She apologized, but she didn’t seem to actually care. And that was a bitch.
Affection turned taboo. There were no more longing gazes, affectionate kisses on temples, and hand-holding.
Now, you were two strangers who shared a bed together. At this point, you weren’t even sure where your relationship stood with Wanda.
You hadn’t talked about the situation since it happened and it was killing you inside.
The silence between you two was deafening, and the team didn’t fail to notice the change between you two.
A few months prior, when Wanda began to act differently, she at least pretended to still be okay with you. She’d still sit beside you at dinner and sit close enough during movie night to avoid any questioning, but now, she didn’t even bother to do any of those things.
She stayed as far away as possible from you. You’d receive sympathetic stares from your teammates and it was infuriating.
You were being looked at with so much pity, as if you were an abused, dirty puppy in a county pound that no one wanted to adopt.
This went on for two months. Two months of silence and awkwardness between you and the woman that meant the world to you.
You knew that you had to put an end to the tension that lingered in the air. You knew that this could quite literally be the end of your relationship with the Sokovian.
But in all honesty, you felt like it ended the second she rejected your proposal.
How could she hurt you if she loved you like she’d claimed to for so many years?
•❅──────────────── ᗢ ────────────────❅•
You were nervously pacing back and forth in front of the foot of the bed. It was around the time Wanda came in for bed, so you were waiting for her to arrive.
After a few more minutes, the door opened and revealed the woman who had been running through your mind.
“What’s wrong?” Wanda asked you as she shut the door behind her, staying in her place.
“Huh, what isn’t wrong, Wanda?” You let out a sarcastic laugh at her question.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Seriously? She had to ask what’s wrong?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“Where did I go wrong? Why did you reject my proposal without so much as a reason?”
You stopped walking around and stood still, staring right into emerald eyes.
“You didn’t do anything, Y/N. It isn’t you, it’s m-“ Wanda’s words were cut short when you let out an angry growl.
“Oh, don’t give me that ‘it wasn’t you, it was me’ bullshit. Don’t you think I deserve a better explanation than that, after everything I’ve done for you?”
You were yelling at this point. All of the emotions you had been holding in were coming out full force, and you had no intention of keeping them in anymore.
“I fell out of love with you. Is that what you wanted to hear?” Wanda screamed back, her eyes turning red as she moved forward, getting into your personal space.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“I don’t love you anymore.”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Her words echoed in your head as you tried to fully comprehend what she had just said.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
She didn’t love you anymore?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
You figured that was the case, but the confirmation made it so much worse.
“S- since when?” Your voice came out small, the anger leaving your body and being quickly replaced with despair.
“Since that mission, I went on with Vision a few months back. I- it wasn’t my intention to fall for him, but it sort of just happened.”
Your eyes widened. Vision? The god damn walking refrigerator? What the fuck.
“Were you planning on telling me or were you just gonna torture me forever? Huh?”
You glared at Wanda, her eyes returning to their normal shade when she saw the pain in your eyes.
“I- I was going to tell you.. that night, but then you proposed and I just... I didn’t want to cause you more pain than I already had.”
Wanda’s words only fueled your anger. You shoved a finger into her chest, pushing her back slightly.
“So.. you thought that the better solution was to stay with me out of fucking pity? Wow, I bet you went and fucked that toaster oven behind my back.”
Wanda’s eyes hardened at your words. Her shoulders tensed up as she grabbed your hand that had continued to push her back.
“I didn’t cheat on you, but, yes, I stayed with you out of pity. Why the fuck else would I want to stay with a monster?”
Your heart stopped at her words; your mind drifting back to one night when she told you the opposite.
•❅──────────────── ᗢ ────────────────❅•
4 years earlier
You and Wanda had been lying in bed together in silence. Her head rested on your shoulder as one of your hands combed through her brunette locks.
Wanda was playing with the tips of your fingers where your other hand rested on your stomach.
“Honey?” Wanda called out to you. You responded with a small hum while taking out a tangle that made its way into her hair.
“What was your life like before the Avengers? We’ve never talked about it and I- I want to get to know you better.”
You looked down at Wanda, who tilted her head up to stare into your eyes.
“You know about my past and I want to know about yours, if you’re comfortable with telling me.”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
You nodded your head at her words.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
You’d never really confided in anyone about the life you led before joining the team.
You were absolutely ashamed of the person you used to be. Although you knew you weren’t who you used to be; it was who you were once before and that in itself was disgusting enough.
“I- I never told you because I don’t want you to think differently of me.” You mumbled out shyly. Wanda reached a hand up to gently caress your cheek.
“Nothing in the world could ever make me see you different. You’ll always be amazing in my eyes.”
You let out a shaky breath and offered your girlfriend a small smile before speaking.
“My parents died in a car accident when I was six. I was thrown into different foster homes, but none of them ever worked out and that’s what my life was like until I turned eighteen.”
Wanda stared at you intently as you opened up to her, her eyes analyzing all of your features.
She noted the way your eyebrows scrunched up as you spoke, as if you were physically experiencing pain from reliving your past; and in a way, you were.
“When I turned eighteen, I got the hell out of the foster home I was in at the time, and lived on my own. I was taken in by this gang when they found me living on the street… and they taught me things.”
Wanda continued to rub your cheek soothingly as you took a deep breath, trying to suppress the tears threatening to fall.
“They taught me how to become a killer. I did all of their dirty work. I murdered people who didn’t provide their payments on time. I was only eighteen and had nowhere else to go, so I remained there and gained my skills from them.”
Wanda frowned at your words. She had no idea of what you had been through and she would’ve never imagined this.
“I wanted to break free from them when I turned twenty and had gotten enough money to support myself for a while, but they had a tight grip on me. So, I…”
You let out a shaky breath and looked up to the ceiling as you tried to regain your composure.
“I murdered everyone that had been part of the gang. It was the only way to escape them; escape the murder. I- I had to kill them to stop killing.”
Your voice was unstable and breaking at this point. A single teardrop fell down your eye which quickly got wiped away by the pad of Wanda’s thumb.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“I’m a fucking disgrace. I’m a monster, Wands.”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Wanda shook her head at your words, gripping your chin softly and forcing you to look down at her.
“Baby, you did what you had to do to survive, that doesn’t make you a monster or a disgrace, that makes you a fighter.”
You shook your head with a small laugh at her words. Wanda gripped your chin tighter, forcing you to stop your movement.
“I mean it. You were so young and you were thrown into the worst scenarios, but you didn’t have any other options.”
Wanda leaned up and placed a soft kiss onto the tip of your nose and made her way down to your lips.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“You were right, I do see you differently now.”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Your eyes widened at her words and felt a sharp pain in your chest as panic settled in.
“You’re even better than I thought you were and I’ve fallen for you even harder… and I didn’t even think that possible.”
You breathed a sigh of relief and Wanda giggled, realizing that her words worried you.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“You’re not a monster, you’re a survivor.”
•❅──────────────── ᗢ ────────────────❅•
You were taken out of the vivid memory when Wanda shoved you backward, the back of your knees colliding with the bed.
“You were right, you’re a fucking disgrace and a murdered. Why in the hell would I ever love you?”
You felt your chest clench from her words. It was one thing telling yourself how horrible you were, but hearing it from the person that meant most to you? It was soul-crushing.
“Y- you told me that I wasn’t a monster, but a survivor. You don’t mean what you’re saying right now…” You allowed your tears to fall, it wasn’t like you’d be able to hold them back anyway. There was no use trying to keep them in.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“I lied.”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
You let out a shaky breath as more tears escaped your eyes at a rapid pace. You watched as Wanda made her way towards the door and walked out, slamming the door behind her.
She didn’t even look back at you. She just left without care. It was officially over and there was no way of fixing things.
All the things you’d done for Wanda, all the things you’ve accomplished together, were now a painful reminder that you were never good enough for her.
The woman that once filled you with joy now left you feeling empty and unworthy. Her smile, her bright eyes that used to stare at you with love and adoration, were now absolutely devastating.
You were drowning in sorrow and the person who usually pulled you out of the depths of your self-doubt had swam back to shore, leaving you for dead.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
You let the waves consume you whole.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
Your will to live vanishing with each footstep she took away from you, the only reminder that she ever loved you were the footsteps she left behind on the sandy beach of your soul…
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
yousharknotpass
andulkaphoto
ellievsbear
turnnoffyourmind
2087
gummygunk
discoholicmusic
