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judicem replied to your post: .

{ “Which K-Pop smut?” is the real question }

OMG I DON’T EVEN WANNA TELL YOU COS IT’S AWFUL AND HAS SHAPE SHIFTING SHIT IN IT.

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Ship Aesthetics: 'Ronan Aster & Jennifer Carter '

Violent Delights For The Violatile Hearts

**Bonus

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No Doesn't Work On Me - Ronan & JC Part II of II [Ship Gifset] Ronan Aster Jennifer Carter 'Violent Delights For The Volatile Hearts'

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No Doesn't Work On Me - Ronan & JC Part I of II [Ship Gifset] Ronan Aster Jennifer Carter 'Violent Delights For The Volatile Hearts'

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Hey, loser ;D

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Forever thankful for knowing you. You’re so important to me okay. 

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There's A Hole In The Earth && For@judicem - NYPD Police Department three months earlier

Jennifer's wrists were bruised and skin was peeling around the rousing welts where the handcuffs had been on her. Her finger tips felt number and prickly at touch, the door of her cell felt cold and the glass between her and the public caused her to scream louder than moments before. Perhaps this wasn’t the best idea, every time she did scream an officer had to come up to the window and threaten her with sedation. After several attempts to get them to notice her, and her voice raspy from scream--vocal cords stretched and torn, JC settled down and sat in the corner of her jail cell against the wall with her knees pulled up to her chest, head facing her lap. She didn’t have to keep getting herself arrested, but she did. Because like Cherry Santos said, her soul had perished and replaced with a demon. What felt like two hours really had been twenty minutes. The door of her cell opened up a female police officer stood in the doorway, a shadow casting onward as JC peered from under her arm. ’ Let’s go Jennifer, you know the drill. ‘. JC leaned forward until she was on her hands and knees, the dirt and dust sticking to her clammy palms. She struggled to get onto her feet, still high off of dose of morphine from just hours before. Stumbling she moved towards the officer who knew her by first name, holding her wrists out. ”You know you’re cutting off my circulation with that bullshit right?” JC muttered, her throat sore as her voice scratched the walls. The female officer just glanced at JC, looking up. Officer Graham was her name, and had to have been five foot six, a hell of a lot shorter than JC, plus with ginger hair. ’ Let’s try to book you before your father shows up okay? Preventing us from doing our jobs. ’

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Why can't you be dumb and pretty?

Ronan (@judicem) about Noah 

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&&@judicem

"If you weren't so grumpy all the time maybe I could READ my book in peace instead of you pouting and pacing all over the fuckin' place Biggie."