Cey

while we were stargazing, city of arts.

[yukidayume]

the blues.

[bluestar-cafe]

ackkkkk I need to see herta in your writing style 😭😭😭😭

barista's note: if it is herta the people want it is herta the people will get! please come home herta i spent all my anaxa funds on you

"order for...general herta headcanons?"

madam herta: number 83 of the genius society, the woman who proved the solitary wave theory and emanator of erudition. what is there to say about such a genius?

well, one thing is for sure; herta is great and she knows she's great. hundreds of puppets of her are scattered across her space station, portraits of her are never far from sight and statues of her are not uncommon, too.

because of her greatness and confidence in her greatness, many people tend to be intimidated by her. who wouldn't be? she's THE herta, after all; the second smartest being in the universe, only behind nous THEMSELF.

so, it tends to be quite boring talking to all these mundanites that never provide her with the slightest bit of stimulation. even the ones that do question her always seem to lack any sort of substance in their arguments.

so when she meets you, a clever spitfire from the intelligentsia guild who not only criticises her but does so with some semblance of intellectual thought? she is intrigued

after meeting you, she invites you to her office frequently to just talk with her. herta is exactly like the rumours; she's arrogant and fiercely intellectual. arguing with her is like talking to a brick wall. and yet, she persists in inviting you again and again.

eventually, you become a common presence in the space station. the researchers are used to you standing near herta's office or hearing you arguing passionately with the madam in her office

at some stage, she invites you to her home to talk with her. she is far more intimidating in person, as a beautiful woman with thousands of puppets of her standing around, observing you as you argue your case.

and it continues, again and again,

until you just...move in one day. and live with her.

CONGRATS! you became madam herta's lover by accident! well, not really by accident. she actually planned this, somewhat. SO, you became madam herta's lover by half-accident!

herta is a demanding lover, to say the least. she expects constant praise and affection from you when it is convenient for her. and of course, she demands your attention at all times. what could be more important than her? your actual job, for one

clingy doesn't even begin to describe herta lol. wherever she goes, this woman expects you to be right behind her. not too much to ask, right?

but she also really likes it when you argue back and criticise her. its what makes you..different from everyone else.

despite all of her herta-ness, she can actually be surprisingly gentle. she'll help you with fashion, makeup, hair etc, and her touch is always soft and sweet. in these moments, you get a glimpse at a more vulnerable side of herta that's rarely seen.

also, please cook/bake for her. she has no clue what to do in the kitchen and many herta bots have died awful deaths because of her experiments. to save these poor puppets, youre going to have to learn how to cook, whether you want to or not.

whenever herta has a portrait of her commissioned, she'll always include you with her. portraits of you and her together are common all across the space station. researchers often gossip about your relationship to herta, wondering why this random intelligentsia guild member is suddenly attached to madam herta.

she'll also name several discoveries after you! [name] theory, [name] equation, [name] disorder..the list goes on and on.

she'll also include you in discussions about the simulated universe...in fact, she'll include you in almost all of her projects.

what can she say? love makes one irrational. even someone like madam herta can't resist its pull.

"The Herta & [Surname], [Name]. (2157). Determining The Properties of Stellarons. Candelagraphos, 136(8)."

[merriepy]

DATING ACHERON!

•. Acheron x gn! Reader

tags: headcanon, fluff (+ small angst)

cw: /

summary: A few headcanons about what your relationship with Acheron would look like!

a/n: I'm currently experimenting with new layouts/formats so please don't mind the new look! No third person pronouns used for the reader

•. Acheron, an introverted and forgetful Galaxy Ranger who walks the cosmos on the path of Nihility. As her track intertwined with yours, she developed feelings long forgotten and buried - together with her distant memories of home.

•. Dating someone like Acheron would be quite an interesting experience. She's not your average romantic lover who showers you with kisses, but rather with hugs and gifts! Since she travels the cosmos a lot she knows that seeing you might be hard, since some destinations are too dangerous for you, or maybe you're not as nomadic and her and want to stay in one place. Acheron would 100% bring you little souvenirs that always align with your taste - whether it's new clothes that are rising in popularity on the planet she was just at or a little plushie of the regional animals. As for touches, I think she's someone who's just really casual about pda as in always holding your arm or waist, or leaning against you when she's exhausted. She loves to do that, her chin either resting on your shoulder or head depending on your height.

•. And of course, since she likes to spoil you, you'd do the same!! You'd always make sure to have peaches at home since it's her favourite food. When Acheron is actually home or you two get to rest during your travels, you'd always make sure to prepare peaches for her alongside breakfast to make her happy!

•. In return, Acheron would totally remember your favourite food and where to get the right ingredients for it. She even tried very hard to remember the way to your favourite takeout place, though she still gets lost from time to time. The embarrassment in her voice when she calls you, asking for you to pick her up and admitting that she wanted to treat you to a nice meal but doesn't know the way back home always makes you chuckle.

•. Acheron thinks a lot about your first meeting. She knows how she seems to others: cold, distant, maybe even dangerous. But you approached her, and gave her a chance. She would've never guessed you that two would become more than friends, and neither did you. But even after your first meeting where you two exchanged numbers you kept checking up on her, asking how she was doing, and offered so many times to be there for her if she needed someone to talk to. Of course, Acheron's struggles are far greater than that of average people and she was never completely honest with you about her backstory. She still isn't honest but how are you supposed to bring up something like her story? She just hopes you'll never hold it against her if you do figure it out eventually.

•. One thing she did tell you though was her actual name. You never wondered about it, if Acheron was her actual name or just a coverup. Even after she told you about it you felt weird to not call her Acheron anymore but rather Mei. You got around to it eventually and kept giving her nicknames like Mei-Mei, something she reacted very casually to.

•. I think domestic life with Acheron is chaotic. She isn't used to settling down anymore, not even for a short time. She'd also lose her belongings everywhere in the house because she forgot where she had put them. Cooking isn't one of her strengths as well but she's very willing to learn and she's actually able to become a great cook with enough practice!

•. She's really encouraging and always makes sure to tell you about how great you're doing and that she's proud of you. I think your relationship includes a lot of encouraging and praising from both sides (as it should be!).

•. Something you like to do that Acheron isn't aware of is to keep track of her make-up. She always carries it with her which sometimes leads to the makeup being damaged, so you like to replace or fix it, depending on the damage. She isn't aware that you're the one who replaces it: she thinks she did it herself but forgot.

•. Nights with her are beautiful, though not easy. She likes to get lost in your touch as the soft starlight illuminates the room, but her dreams are usually filled with terror - dreams of those who succumbed to her blade and of those who she couldn't save. Being with you doesn't get rid of the nightmares, as much as she would like to, but the comfort you give her is enough to calm down after the night has felt especially long.

•.Acheron, an introverted and forgetful Galaxy Ranger who walks the cosmos on the path of Nihility. As her track intertwined with yours, she developed feelings long forgotten and buried - together with her distant memories of home. But when she's with you, her heart feels lighter, the pain easier, and maybe - soon - she'll be able to heal under your grace before going on her last journey.•

[kadriss-loves-gifflars]

(Not my fanarts)

pairings: Acheron x Nobel fem reader

genre: Angst/fluff

Valentine special💝💌🫨

“I may not always be there but when I am please don’t suppress anything”

CW: Violence, a little suggestive, long distant relationship, emotional abuse, reader has family issues, reader breaks down, weird guys, argument, (not with Acheron), making out (girls kissing, homophobics get tf out)

A/N: got this idea while watching Hell’s Kitchen for some reason💀 (random ahh). Also I don’t know much about penacony arc so sorry if I get anything wrong about the settings, there won’t be much spoilers though

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Rambled with thoughts and feelings that wasn’t exactly content throughout this meeting. You sat proper at the chair, not listening to whatever was happening. Words came back flooding inside breaking the soft barrier you had promised to put up until she came back.

Past

“I’m sick of this nonsense (Name), we are ready to go and we’re waiting for you!” Your mother approached you, her expression furious. You’ve had been doing this for a while, sitting at your desk, contemplating different ideas and thoughts.

Trying to drown away the expectations depended on you. This was really the only time you got for yourself, around evening unless there was a stupid business meeting that you had to attend aswell.

You never understood why, the tranquillity never left you when you sat at the table with a bunch of dukes you barely knew. You never spoke unless you were spoken too and they were so damn repulsive, “Yeah don’t worry I’m pretty sure (Name) won’t have any issues with it.” One of the dukes smirked and roamed his arm around your shoulder. It felt was horrid, they even smelled pungent beer “Don’t touch me..” You reluctantly scooted away.

It wasn’t just the dukes though, the whole area felt like an empty incompetence place where individuals were trying fill their desires through the sophisticated conversations, the beautiful suits and charming smiles. Even so the atmosphere felt misfortune. Even on such a special occasion, she wasn’t here.

You scribbled in your journal with a small pen, not hearing your mother’s tiring nagging until she snatched your journal. “Why the hell?-“ You bolted up, squeezing the pen in your hand.

“Watch your language, young lady we have a meeting to attend” She looked pissed, fed up with your behaviour.

“Alright but give me my Journal back, I won’t use it, I swear” You relaxed, your expression and body language composed however inside you were alarmed.

She just yanked it back on your beige desk and dragged you out, your arm swiftly moved to the desk, dropping the pen right on the edge of the desk. “I can walk!”

Present

You held up your hand “May I be excused to the restroom?” The man that was speaking gave you an almost judgemental look that was masked quickly by a smile. God you wanted to hit these imbeciles. “Sure”

As you walked, you took a swift step out of the yellow atheistic atmosphere, it was quite delightful in there however the constant fingers lingering on your thighs and shoulders followed up by no one noticing or not wanting to notice hurt you beyond much.

You moved to a nearby alleyway, pushing yourself against a wall and collecting your thoughts.

“Just keep on smiling and show respect darling” your mother’s words rampaged through your thoughts, it was infuriating. God you missed her, it was Valentine’s Day yet you still didn’t receive another letter from her today.

You never wanted to bother nor push her against a wall but it was months. Perhaps something happened..? No. You couldn’t think like this, you can’t. There was a slight tickle that irritated your cheek, your nose ran, at first you thought it was a cold because of the harsh winter but no. You’re crying. “I’m crying?..”

“Quit being so sensitive dear, it’s just a toy” “Wow easy, you just saw a bit lonely. Don’t need to act like a bitch over a small gesture from me” “Don’t fucking talk back to me!” “Why are you crying it’s not like I’m wrong, you’re being incompetent and refusing to take responsibility.”

You adjusted your scarf, the muscles in your cheeks flared up, your lips shivering as you finally realised why this immense weight dropped down. “I’m an idiot..” you sobbed through your own words.

“You’re crying?..” you snapped out of it when you heard a familiar keen voice. It was still dark but the streetlights illuminated through the shadow standing before you. Your knees were buckled down which hurt your ankles because of the damn heels however you were to overwhelmed to care about that and you shot up when you saw those beautiful eyes of hers.

Hugging her roughly, Acheron got a bit surprised, she maintained her feet on the ground. Holding your unbalanced body in her arms. You buried your face in her shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably. “Hey, I got you. It’s okay to cry..” you felt her fierce hands stroke your hair. You snuffed and squeezed her knowing it wouldn’t do much. However you were furious, misfortune an most of all just hurt by the stupid higher ups, your family and her. “Couldn’t come a bit sooner” you didn’t want to sound ungrateful, you loved her and knew what she worked with but dealing with this felt unpleasant and being with her was the only time you could be yourself.

“I’m sorry..” She gently pulled away, still keeping a grip on your waist. “Don’t apologise..I’m just so sick of my family” You confessed, Acheron has heard about your lifestyle before and she wasn’t exactly content with you staying with them, she has offered chance for going with her however you explained you couldn’t do that. Somehow, someway you still loved them even if they mistreated you a lot and these expectations were just something you had to accept. It was becoming harder and harder by the days.

It was like sand was being swayed away by the waves of the water but it never dried back again. Just becoming bleaker and bleaker and you didn’t want to become that, so suppressing your feelings felt like the only possible solution. “I know…what is that” as she wiped away your tears, she smelled a crude smell which was beer.

“I uhm-“ being flirted on wasn’t anything new, nor was touching by guys you don’t like however being mushy with them was never an option. “Did anyone touch you?” “Is this the first time you’ve found that out?” You promised you didn’t mean to sound unserious but that’s just the way it unfortunately came out.

“Please be serious, and what do you mean ‘first time’? Perhaps I should consider walking in that palace” her tone was chilly, you could tell she was hiding her angered demeanour.

“I’m fine and please don't” you stopped her, seeing her shoulders increase upward and her eyebrows furrowed down. “Okay..I won’t do anything today.” She looked away and then back at you when you gave her an amused glare.

“don’t stare at me like that, you would have done the same if it was me” She empathised and made slightly silly expression, still filled with dryness whatsoever.

“Gee okay *chuckles*” you felt her fingers linger now slightly against your waistband “What are you-?” “Calm down I’m just gonna loosen the straps, it seems tight” She glazed down your chest, your waistband was always tight. Your mother and maids made sure of that.

Your cheeks ignited a bit when you saw her work through the outside of your abdomen. Appreciation for her was reliable, she always knew how you felt around these times. “What were you thinking about?” Her tone was dripping with sarcasm when she was done with the waistband and holy shit, that felt good. “Nothing shut up.” She didn’t fail to make you blush more and you grunted, averting your eyes away from her.

“Hey..look at me” Her fingers tediously cupped your cheek making you stare back at her. Oh lord she was smiling, it was unusual but you loved whenever she dropped her habitual expression. You couldn’t help it, wrapping your arms around her neck. You kissed her passionately not to roughly though.

She was shocked at the action but didn’t pull away, she leaned in. Her lips moving in rhythm with yours. You felt your chest flutter, Acheron swiftly slipped her tounge in. Exploring your mouth. You whimpered against it and the illumination of the street light was shining to the alleyway gliding through the two women, the light peeking and then shutting down like a windshield.

“Wait-“ she stopped, pulling away. Acheron was holding you up against the wall, her grip firm. She traced down gently against your neck. “I-uhm” she hesitated and you got eager, still perplexed at what she was about to say though. “What’s wrong? Did you miss me that much, can’t even get any words out?” You teased playfully.

Acheron closed her eyes for a slow moment then just opened them, having a unamused glaze. She backed away and opened her bag, you didn’t even realise she had one. Inside was a big chocolate and small wrapped gift “I apologise if it’s a bit little, I was planning to get more but it got late” she put it back into the bag. “I think we should go inside it’s getting cold aswell” she tried to return back to her balanced state however she refrained eye contact.

You gently traced your fingers above her upper chest and kissed her cheek, reaching for her mouth. Your other hand cupping her lips then kissing her more gently this time. “Hmm..~” Acheron grunted into the kiss, her body shivering, not cause of the cold but because of the sweetness you give her. “I love you” you shushed in her ear. Her arms rested on your waist and hair. “I love you more” “what?” “What?” She looked away, her lips pecking out playfully.

You giggled and leaned into her neck, your dress was slightly folded with snow due to the waistband being released but you didn’t care even if you felt cold, her warmth was all you needed.

“(Name) I uhm, I may not always be there but when I am please don’t suppress anything. I love you and I want to help you” She buried her chin and mouth in your hair, kissing it.

“I’ll try..thank you..” you finally felt content, the waves of the water stopped flowing over your bleak state. You could finally dry out then soften with her, step by step even if she was gonna leave soon. It was comfortable having her right here and you planned on enjoying that while it lasted.

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A/N: i apologise if her character felt OOC. But yeahhh happy Valentine’s Day💌💝🍫. Have fun with your partner or crush idk I’m single af😀🥲. And please gimme some requests on HSR characters, I think I’m gaining an obession

[ioveyuuji]

cw: seth lowell x m!reader; established relationship; crack; suggestive comments; pet names; in gay seth we trust!!!; uhh basically daily messages between you two...

© ioveaether

[anamizuiro]

giving this to folks (and me) who needs seth x reader content while waiting for 1.2 patch

thinking about how Seth is very cuddly when indoors, away from the public.

thinking about how Seth purrs/trills/vibrates when he leaned his head on your shoulder.

thinking about how Seth likes to hold onto you as the both of you relax on the cold, comfortable bed.

thinking about how Seth likes when you massage his face, his eyes closing with delight.

thinking about how Seth’s ear twitches when you boop his nose amidst the face massaging.

thinking about Seth who decided to rub his cheek on you languidly as you two cuddle, his tail wrapping around your waist and the tip landed on your lap.

thinking about Seth who can’t help but blush when he looked at you, who lays on his chest and sleeping peacefully.

thinking about Seth who really really likes holding you close in his warm embrace.

xxxxxxxxxxxx

my seth is currently lvl 50 and so is the W-Engine i equipped him, and i got 4 skill cores unlocked, too.

[calamari-inari]

This was an art tip compilation I made in 2020 using many FE3H characters. It's terrible (to me at least lol) and not realistically correct, but I think it's still very funny so I'm sharing it 😂 Maybe I'll remake it with my current style and knowledge someday 😆

[yukidayume]

i feel no love around my gf anymore, shes invisible and yet doesn’t understand like how gaby does

[only-cat-memes]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

“While I can’t have you, I long for you. I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a plane to meet you for coffee. I’d take a taxi across town to see you for ten minutes. I’d wait outside all night if I thought you would open the door in the morning.

If you call me and say ‘Will you…’ my answer is ‘Yes’, before your sentence is out. I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you. For me, imagination and desire are very close.”

— Jeanette Winterson

[n4391]

Party time in 2.1 😼✨

Good luck pulling Acheron!

[rewuyuu]

[l00106]

Galaxy Rangers 🤫🧏🏻‍♀️

[qrbits]

penacony game night! 🍕🎮 (zoom in for a bunch of easter eggs :])

[yukidayume]

cinta gue habis di orang lama sekarang gue cuman lanjutin hidup wkwk

[yukidayume]

i miss her

[mihii-i]

UGGHHHH hear me out on toxic Yuri with acheron or Topaz like for Topaz it might be a little hard to see but basically she entered the IPC for her own survival. in a voiceline she said "my survival mattered more than my freedom" and as sad as that sounds, imagine her sweetheart (non binary idk preferably female) is back on her planet and her family was killed by the IPC and she can't stand the sight of Topaz anymore because in their eyes Topaz is a traitor for joining the IPC and they're this sad gay couple anyone would cry and throw up at the sight of like this big sloppy mess.

For acheron, I think we can have like acheron travelling and reader crashing into her no matter whag planet who are at each other's throats all the time (one-sided because Ion think acheron would gaf) but reader hates acheron and acheron doesn't go slicey slicey on reader because she wants to keep them around. idk maybe she gets amusement seeing their hateful eyes.

This isn't even toxic Yuri but I BEG YOU WHAHHWHWHHA

ignore this if your uncomfortable lol

I can’t.

Pairing(s): acheron x fem!reader

CW: mostly js hating and stuff, potential hate love relationship idk im just bullshitting warnings to fill this space, oh and Acheron lowkey scares reader by almost going slicey slicey but she doesn’t even notice it lol

A/N: someone get her google maps anyway I love acheron sm swawswwjsjsjs

Your muscles tensed up as a familiar face entered your view, her deadpan eyes locking onto you the moment she saw you. Using your free hand, you drew your hand to your eyes, attempting to shield the side of your head and avert your gaze from the Galaxy Ranger.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

The woman you despise deeply, the one you couldn’t escape no matter where you went.

Who else would it be? None other than Acheron herself.

Without hesitation, you found yourself furiously making your way to her, and your face scrunched up at the sight of her. Acheron stared back at you, her gaze hollow and emotionless as if she was waiting for you to say something. God. That stupid, unfeeling look ticked you off so damn much.

“What the hell are you doing here? Did you get lost looking for your hotel room again?”

You snapped at her, face flushed from how irritated you were upon seeing her again.

Acheron only let out a sigh in response, closing her eyes briefly before resting a hand on her hip.

“I was just minding my own business. I don’t understand what got you so irritated. Do you seriously hate me so much that you have to yell at me when you see me?”

Her tone was nonchalant and insouciant, which pissed you off even more. Why wasn’t she bothered at all? Why wasn’t she matching your energy and at your throat too? The fact that she didn’t exactly care about how much you hated her just made your blood boil, it made you feel so small and petty every damn time. Without thinking, you spat at her again, this time your words more harsh as if they had been laced with poison.

“Well why do you have to be everywhere, huh?! Every time I hope to get away from you I can’t! So why? Are you following me or some shit?!” you almost near yelled, brows furrowing and your eyelids lowering slightly.

You slam a fist onto Acheron’s shoulder, jabbing it slightly as you stare down.

You shouldn’t haves done that.

Your eyes widened, and you felt your stomach tighten as your breath caught in your throat. Your eyes trailed down to the end of her hair, heart pounding in your chest from fear as you saw a small fade of white at the tips.

It was barely there, almost not at all, yet you saw it. No doubt.

That alone made you remember, no matter how much you hated her, she was still an emanator of nihility. She could slice you apart and turn you into nothing but a memory if she wanted to.

However when you looked up, you ended up jumping back and away a good 4 feet from her stunned at what you saw.

Was Acheron- smiling a bit?

Your scornful gaze was still glued to your face as you stared her down, confused as to why she smiled for a moment and why she didn’t just kill you on the spot.

“I don’t hate you, hope you know that. But it’s…slightly entertaining to see your expression.”

She paused, taking a moment to think up of something else she wanted to say.

“And I’d prefer to keep you around, honestly.”

Acheron remarked, turning her back to you as she walked away and out of your sight. You still stared off into the distance with a puzzled expression, before running your hand through your hair and closing your eyes.

What- just happened?

traitor.

Pairing(s): topaz x fem!reader

CW: tragic lovers obviously, reader losing her shit, topaz gets fucking slapped lol idk what else to put here I hope yall know on sfw works there’s usually no warnings, um screaming crying throwing up idk gay ppl wowowow

A/N: meowmoew

“I’m sorry I-“

“stop. Just…stop. Okay..?”

You snapped, bringing your hand to crease your forehead and lowering your fingers down to the bridge of your nose near the corners of your eyes. Topaz could only stare back at you with a dejected expression while averting her gaze shamefully.

“It was for my survival…my love, please. I didn’t mean-“

You cut her off again, fighting back the tears that pricked at the corner of your eyes. You choked back a sob as you spoke in a pained voice.

“And yet you still joined the IPC? Did you even think to consider how I would feel?”

A quiet sob escaped your lips as your breath hitched and got in your throat. Within moments tears were flowing down your face, crying uncontrollably with your teeth pressed together and small hiccups spilling out as you buried your face into your hands.

“…you didn’t have to see the bodies of your family, knowing that your lover is the reason for it.”

Topaz could only watch, heartbroken by your sorrow—and it was all because of her. She reached out, attempting to place a hand on your shoulder.

“Don’t touch me! You fucking traitor!”

You yelled, breathing heavily from your sobbing, along with your nose being tinted red and the dried tear cracks down your face being run over by new tears.

Your hands balled up into fists as Topaz stared down at the ground shamefully, dragging her bottom lip between her teeth as to not cry herself.

“(Name). Please. Let me explain.”

She breathed out, trying to keep her own composure. She stepped forward, placing her hands on either side of your head, her thumb brushing along your cheek.

“You have to understand…my survival mattered more than my freedom-“

A slap echoed throughout the vicinity all of a sudden. Topaz stumbled back, the hand that was placed on your cheek now shifted over to her own, grasping her reddening skin. Her eyes widened for several seconds as she processed what happened, breathing quickening slightly. Her own beloved just slapped her.

It was obvious now. You didn’t want anything to do with her anymore.

Topaz quickly recovered from the slap and sighed, her cheek still a blistering red. She stepped forward, cupping your face again and placing her forehead against yours. She grasped your head firmly, fingers tightening as she tried fighting back her own tears.

“I get it. I’m a traitor. But I’m not a traitor when it comes to us, just know that before you go. I still love you.”

She sighed, pressing herself against you more until your noses were touching, and closing her eyes. You could only gasp from the sobs clawing at your throat in response, barely able to form a coherent sentence until Topaz walked away.

You fell to your knees when she was gone, being able to do nothing but cry. And just like that. The love of your life was gone. You wanted nothing to do with her. The pangs of regret ate away at you as you wanted nothing more than to just forgive her and lay in her arms as you mourned your family.

You still loved her. So much.

But you just couldn’t.

You couldn’t be with a traitor.

A/N: AGAGAGAGSGA UR AN ANGEL FOR SEEING MY POST COMPLAINING ABOUT NOT GETTING WLW OR HSR RAHAHAHAHBDBDBDBD

anyway I have my final tomorrow goodbye yall I’m going back to the dead

@qwnelisa