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soupandsimple · 14 days
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Hi! I haven't really been in the fandom lately but before I used to read your fics religiously so I wanted to check in on you! I hope all is well:)
:( omg! Thank you for checking in! I’m okay!
I don’t really have a big reason for being absent other than me just prioritizing other obligations/hobbies
but I’m not gone! I do have drafts going and requests I plan on getting to so I’m grateful for everyone who is still around waiting for anything at all 🥲🤍
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soupandsimple · 4 months
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THIS MADE ME THINK OF DAD!REMUS 🥹 !!
* baby daughter stepping all over Remus’s head/face while he’s still sleeping in the morning
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7:13 A.M is the time that reads on your night stand clock; it’s not an alarm that has woken you up, but the cry of your baby girl, Beatrice, in the nursery across the hall. Surprisingly her cry doesn’t wake Remus which is just as well because he deserves some extra rest on this Saturday morning.
Carefully and slowly you get out of bed and go across the hallway to see Bee (as you and Rem called her at times) and change her dirty diaper real quick before taking her back over to your bedroom so the three of you could all cozy up a bit together before breakfast time.
After bringing her in, you set her down at the center of the bed as you lounge down sideways beside her with the support of your elbow. You watch as she crawls to your pillow, climbs atop of it and with the aid of the headboard, pulls herself up to stand; it was actually something she had only recently discovered she could do.
“Oh my goodness, such a big girl now aren’t you,” you coo quietly. Bee babbles something in return then continues on with her hold on the headboard and unsteadily begins walking on the mushy pillows towards Remus’s sleeping form.
“Oop, don’t wake daddy. He’s sleeping..come back to mama,” you tell Bee, who obviously doesn’t quite understand your words and goes ahead and steps up on Remus‘s head to continue her path along the headboard.
“Beatrice,” you giggle quietly.
Bee momentarily turns back at you at the call of her name but then returns to her wobbly steps over the hump that was Remus’s head.
You would have pulled her off but see Remus sleepily smiling at the rough wake up call he was being given; also it was too cute to disrupt.
“You’re just like your mother,” his sleep laced voice hums as he turns to pull Beatrice down into a cuddle at his side. Luckily Bee is used to being picked up and moved around at random at this age still so she doesn’t even protest the pull down and just happily accepts it.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” you say then, sitting up and crossing your arms.
“You know what it means love,” he says groggily, shutting his eyes again while Bee comfortably lays where he put her at his side, curiously eyeing the sole top button on his sleep shirt which she reaches to touch lightly with her tiny fingertips.
And yes, you did know what he meant by ‘you’re just like your mother’. He was referring to the way you’d smother his face with kisses some mornings while he still slept which in turn eventually woke him up.
“Okay, but you know you love it. Well maybe the kisses a little more than being stepped on but,” you laugh, tickling Bee’s little onesie covered foot. She kicks her foot with a giggle and smushes her face into Remus’s chest.
Remus peers down at his giggly baby and shakes his head, “No. I love them both,” he answers. “Best alarm clocks I’ve ever had,” he concludes with heart eyes to you then down at Bee. <3
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soupandsimple · 4 months
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Hello everyone! I’m still good, I see all your love and appreciate it dearly!
💖💖💖💖
Okay sooo a few days ago I ALMOST made a post about how I hadn’t found time to write anything and that I probably wouldn’t have anything new for the rest of the year and all that BUT then I was like no. They need something, I need something …
And omg I wasn’t sure I’d finish it in time but YES later today I’ll be posting a short visual dad!remus thought to end the year off!
Forever thankful for all of your patience people 🥹
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soupandsimple · 5 months
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https://www.tumblr.com/soupandsimple/718791629737213952/i-just-wanted-to-share-a-curiosity-of-how-i
Do you remember when I sent you this? Well, I finally thought of a name for the baby girl. The name is: Jamie.
For Sirius, James is like a brother to him and when he needed him most and when he ran away from home the first person he ran to was James. It's really cute to think that he would name one of his children Regulus and it's also really cute that he wants to honor James in this way too. (Surely when James held little Jamie in his arms and asked what her name was and heard you say it he cried and wanted even more to protect her from all the evil in the world) <3
Yes I rememberrrr! That’s such a good pick! I love the part about James wanting to be even EXTRA protective of her upon hearing the name 🥹🥰
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soupandsimple · 6 months
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https://www.tumblr.com/soupandsimple/732715032307187712/to-the-sweet-anon-who-sent-a-request-says-they
I'm this anon, so happy that you're writing again, I hope everything is fine and you're comfortable posting again and not just because you feel obligated, if that's the case, please rest and take care of yourself so you can come back when you're 100% ready 🧡
sooo nice 😭 to be honest I do feel a little guilty of having such KIND, PATIENT, and RESPECTFUL followers and yet not be able to put out stuff fast enough for you all!
But don’t worry, although it’s slow over on my page now, I’m seeing and learning that many of you don’t seem to mind which gives me such a peace of mind and tells me that the pace I’m going at is fine 🥹 💓
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soupandsimple · 6 months
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hello again !! hope you are doing well today. okay, so i have such a cute request for you to write about james potter. so its a muggle AU where james is the coach for the soccer team for the school and he has a mega crush on the reader who’s the art teacher — and all her students know that james has a crush on her because he pops in her classroom everyday to say hello, or give her lunch (even though she already packed one 🥺) and their students get all giddy anytime they’re together 🥺. thank you so much in advance !
I know… longgggggggg overdue 😅
BUT I got it done, here it is :)
Added a detail or two you didn’t specifically ask for but I hope you enjoy it 🥹
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soupandsimple · 6 months
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Coach P. (With James Potter)
[ gym coach James being called out by a student for often visiting you during their art class ]
* simple fluff 💜
** muggle au
This was requested: see the ask here
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Knock knock knock
You looked over to the little window of your classroom door while in the middle of demonstrating to your students how to create clean, even coverage brush strokes with a paint brush and saw James Potter, the school’s gym teacher waving at you.
You smiled, held up your pointer finger informing him to give you a moment and continued on explaining the method.
“There, that easy” you said to the group of twelve year old children once you finished. “Now I want you all to practice this technique on the mosaic sheet designs you made yesterday. I’ll be coming around checking your progress in a bit,” you concluded.
As the kids stood up to gather their painting supplies from the back of the room, you went over and finally opened the door.
“Sorry for the wait” you apologized to James.
“No, no- you’re here to do your job. I have no trouble waiting around for you…here, I brought you these” he said, handing you a bag of fruit snacks that were carried in the school’s vending machines.
“Ugh, you know I can’t say no to fruit snacks” you admitted as you grabbed the bag. “I’ll just save them for later, it makes me sad to eat them with the students watching” you forced a little laugh as you set them on your desk.
“Such a thoughtful thing you are,” James half joked, half gushed.
“As are you coach Potter,” you playfully bantered back, resulting in a shared shy laugh as you each looked in different directions.
“No but seriously though James, thank you for the snacks,” you spoke in your normal tone of voice now, with a smile of gratitude on your lips.
Before James could reply, Lawrence, one of the more outspoken boys of his year, called out, “Hey coach P, why do you always come in here during our class?”
Some of the students laughed while others internally gasped and stared at each other with knowing looks, looks that told you they all speculated there was something between you and James.
“Uhh..well it’s my free period Lawrence,” James replied back as casually as he could.
“Yeah but you like always come in here, can’t you go home during your break or take a nap?”
“No, work is still work. I can’t leave the school and I certainly can’t sleep.”
“That sucks Coach…I bet you still look forward to your free period everyday anyways don’t you?” Lawrence said with three comical eyebrow wiggles.
A group of girls giggled and even you wanted to laugh at the fact that James was being called out by a twelve year old but luckily you were able to contain your lips in a subtle smile.
A red hue quickly spread across James’s cheeks as he let out an airy chuckle, “Okayyyy Lawrence, enough of that. Why don’t you get back to your work.”
Lawrence shrugged and went on about his business.
What the students didn’t know was that during the summer, James and you had been set up on a blind date by mutual friend Remus Lupin but that once you met and found out you’d be working at the same school that year, you both decided it’d be better to keep things simple and just be friends. The feelings between you two, however, were undeniable and it was really only a matter of time before you both accepted you were not meant to limit yourselves to a friendship.
“Well, I should go,” James said pointing to the door with both hands then walking backward towards it to keep an eye on you. “But oh, hey, you going to Rem’s birthday dinner tomorrow night?”
“Mhm,” you nodded.
“Good, um me too. I’ll see you there then?”
“Yeah, see you there,” you assured him happily with a little wave goodbye.
James smiled and cutely saluted you in exchange of a wave and as he walked out of the door, Lawrence eagerly shouted out …
“Have a good weekend coach P!”
… to which James pretended not to have heard and kept on his way without a look back.
Naturally though, he couldn’t help the small smile that escaped his lips as he exited, just as your lips did the same inside because you both knew you’d be getting to see each other outside of school hours for a change; and well, that certainly made for a good weekend. <3
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soupandsimple · 6 months
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background crowd immediately chanting: JAMES! JAMES! JAMES! JAMES! when I saw this video!!!
* James being an absolute sucker for his daughter anytime she cries for him
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His daughter is just sooo soo sooooo wrapped around his finger and boy does baby girl know it!!! Anytime she’s in need of James’s attention she knows all she has to do is cry and he’ll be at her reach in seconds!
You’re cleaning off the table by the entryway of the house to make room for the new seasonal decor you picked up while out shopping that morning and have baby girl in the carpeted area of the living room, locked in by her portable rainbow colored safety gates. No lack of entertainment of course as she’s surrounded with her favorite toys and has a show playing for her on the television screen.
During this time, James gets home from work and walks in from the kitchen door that’s connected to the garage and since nothing gets past little missy miss, she immediately starts whining for her dada once she hears the very familiar sound of his car keys hitting the kitchen counter.
“Who’s that I hear?” he calls in a bubbly voice.
Baby girl silences but when James doesn’t come around fast enough, she lets out another little cry.
“What’s wrong baby, mama got you locked up?” James asks, walking over to the living room area where he sees baby girl in the midst of the gates.
At his questioning, he gets nothing but a silent stare from her before she releases another calculated string of whines.
James frowns, kicks off his shoes and pads onto the carpet. “Don’t worry darling, daddy to the rescue,” he heroically assures.
Although baby girl can’t stand yet, she excitedly coos and stretches her little arms up in her sitting position, indicating she indeed wants to be picked up by him.
You walk over with your cleaning cloth in hand and shake your head. “You know she’s been in there for probably less than ten minutes right?” you informatively tease.
“Well that’s ten minutes too long” he states matter of factly, smushing one of baby girls cheeks against his as she gives you a twinkle eyed smile. <3
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soupandsimple · 6 months
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HII I LOVE YOU SO MUCHHH SO GLAD YOU'RE WRITING AGAIN 😭❤️
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soupandsimple · 6 months
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🥲 To the sweet anon who sent a request, says they miss my writing and asked about me … I’m okay!! 🥹
Unfortunately, if anything, your girl has a lot of interest and hobbies on top of basic life things to do which means so many things get cut off my list :/ Your request (any and all that have been sent by any of you!) will eventually get done.. someday… 🫣🤞🏼
Now to anon again - your request did motivate me to finish a small visual thought I had sitting in my drafts soooo it’s a win for both of us, right? :)
Will be posting it today! Stay tuned!
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soupandsimple · 7 months
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SIRIUS’S SON
* your son gazing at you lovingly just like Sirius does
* going through the drafts and had a sudden burst of inspiration for this video I had saved!!! YOU’RE WELCOME 😭
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Noooo because being somewhat accustomed to Sirius just always adoringly staring at you for absolutely no reason other than the fact that he loves you and then having to get used to his mini looking at you the same exact way!
You’re cooking a little mac and cheese meal for your little boy and have him all set up in his high chair so he won’t go getting into trouble now that he’s toddling. Sirius then comes in from getting the mail and sets it on the kitchen counter and sees the look in his son’s eyes. There’s no questioning what who he’s looking at and can’t help but join him at the perfect spot for viewing said thing person.
Now standing behind the high chair, Sirius places a kiss on the boy’s little head.
“She’s amazing isn’t she…” Sirius speaks to his son as his own eyes fixate on you similarly, if not exactly, the same way your son has his.
You turn from your stirring upon hearing the indirect compliment and smile when you see the pair of them looking at you with warm, dreamy looks.
“Oh stop, he’s just happy about the mac and cheese he’s going to get, aren’t you handsome boy?” you say, directing the last words to your baby.
“Doll, you could be making goop and we’d still be looking at you the same way. You’re our goddess, what do you expect?” Sirius comments with a wink.
“Isn’t that right kid?” he then says to his son who’s smiley gaze is still very much fixed on you. <3
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soupandsimple · 7 months
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To be honest I consider myself a bit psychic lol
All jokes aside, I follow you and stalk your page almost everyday re-reading all your Sirius fic all the time, so it was bound to happen :)
🤩 a re-reader ! A top favorite thing to hear as a writer!! Thank you so much for the love 🥹💕
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soupandsimple · 7 months
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Hi, I love your writing!! I would love to request a fic about life with Sirius when he’s trapped in Grimmauld Place during OoTP and the reader is in a relationship with him. Cheers
Hello!! LONG OVER DUE but here it is :)
So I feel like I have a couple pieces (at least one I’m sure) of something like what you’re asking for soooo to avoid the chance of copying my own work (😂) I changed it up a bit and did something a little different! I understand if it’s not to your taste since it isn’t exactly what you asked for 😅 but it did put my creative juice flow to work and that’s always a win, thanks for requesting! 💕
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soupandsimple · 7 months
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Better For It (With Sirius Black)
[ your short lived attempt of trying to avoid thinking or talking about Sirius’s time in Azkaban at the start of staying with him ]
* angst / fluff 🖤
This was requested: see the ask here
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It was decided Sirius Black was to stay at Grimmauld Place. And for his sanity, the higher members of the Order suggested someone stay there with him. Instantly, you volunteered.
Before tragedy struck all those years ago on the night of October thirty-first, you and Sirius had a strong friendship. So strong that it reached the stage where it started blossoming into a romantic love. Neither of you had the chance to act on it then because it was around the time all hell broke loose with Voldemort. So where did that leave you now with him?
Since his escape and reunion of the Order, it seemed you were both on the same page to not acknowledge each other romantically but just as old friends. Truth is, you were both afraid to cross a line that either of you might have, which caused for awkwardness and tension which you hoped in time would repair itself.
Back to the present, your first day alone with Sirius began. Mad Eye had just left the house after going through some protective ground rules with Sirius and you upon dropping you off.
“So…” you started.
“So…” Sirius repeated with a small smile.
You giggled and looked away with a blush. You hadn’t spoken one on one with him since his reunion of the Order so you knew it’d be a little weird at first given your past. “You up for some breakfast?” you suggested cheerily then.
“What, you cook now?” Sirius asked, playful astonishment laced in his tone.
You scoffed and rolled your eyes. “Yes I cook now! What do you think, that I live off of take out?”
Sirius looked down at his feet and chuckled. He used to love winding you up because of how cute he found your defensive reactions and it was comforting to know that still hadn’t changed.
“Ugh. C’mon,” you said, grabbing him by the hand and pulling him towards the kitchen, “you can help me and maybe learn a thing or two in the process.”
His hand was currently cold for some reason and it made you think about how long he must have been deprived of a warm touch from another being while locked up but you quickly dismissed those thoughts from mind and led on.
After getting a proper breakfast cooked up, you and Sirius served up your plates and sat at the table to begin eating. The only sound that could be heard for some minutes was your forks hitting against the plates and some quiet chewing.
“This turned out pretty good. Thought I would have messed it up for sure” Sirius eventually said as he picked up a forkful.
You smiled and grabbed your glass of juice for a sip. “Yeah, not bad huh?”
Sirius reciprocated your smile and shook his head.
The awkward silence from before began to build itself up once more and it made you think to yourself that maybe you shouldn’t be there.
Maybe you shouldn’t have volunteered for this. Maybe the tension and awkwardness would never go away. Maybe any connection you had with him in the past, platonic or romantic, should have been left in the past. But before your thoughts could spiral any further, Sirius spoke.
“I meant to write to you, you know. After I escaped. But I refused to risk getting you in trouble in case the letter was intercepted or something.”
You smiled politely and nodded as you looked down and pushed some food around on your plate.
“Also thought about visiting you but of course I didn’t know what your living situation was.. if you were married, had children.. anything like that.”
“Hey, do you want more food? There’s still some left over,” your voice squeaked at your quick attempt to change the topic of conversation.
Sirius scrunched his eyes. “Why are you avoiding it,” he questioned.
You ignored him and asked about the food again. “I think there’s only enough left over for one more plate but that’s okay I’m full, you can have it.”
“Correction, why have you been avoiding it?”Sirius now ignored you.
“Avoiding what?” you sighed, playing clueless as you stood up from your seat with the intention of picking up your empty plate but before you could, Sirius gently grabbed your outstretched wrist.
“Stop trying to run away from this, you know exactly what I’m talking about. You haven’t asked me once about Azkaban or where I’ve been hiding out these past two years or- or if I missed you or how I’m doing now. Nothing.”
Face saddening, you set your plate back down on the table and took a seat in your chair again.
“Y/n,” Sirius said tenderly as his hand delicately slid from your wrist to your hand. “Look at me. You can tell me anything. Please.”
With teary eyes at his plea, you quietly let out with it.
“It’s just… I didn’t want to make you sad or remind you of what you’ve been through by bringing it up.”
“Oh darling girl, we must talk about it. We don’t have to ignore the reality of where I was or what I went through. I think we’ve both seen we can’t just pick up where we left off and pretend those twelve years didn’t happen.”
“But it was so horrible Sirius, I can’t bear the thought of having you relive everything you lived in there. I can’t let your mind go back there, I can’t let you tell me about it and I… I don’t want to be reminded of your absence either” you selfishly concluded, wiping a running tear from your cheek.
A small smile escaped Sirius’s lips upon hearing the last of your words. Given the nature of the conversation, it was absolutely not the time for smiling but to suppress it was impossible because those last words of yours let him know your feelings for him still existed just as his did for you.
“I promise you it’s alright to talk about all that because you see…I’m here with you now” Sirius assured.
He then pulled a handkerchief out from his pocket and leaned over to gently wipe at your tear stained cheeks. “Not only that, but we’ll be better for it if we do.”
You sniffed your nose and looked into his eyes for a moment before agreeing with a nod once you realized he was right. Painful as the past might be, your relationship would never go anywhere if you insisted on ignoring it.
As if on cue, you both stretched over to embrace each other into a hug and for the first time since reuniting, truly indulged in each other’s presence, scent and warmth.
The rest of that day was spent sitting side by side under a blanket on the couch, with a fire warming the room as you talked about what life had been like for each of you during your twelve years apart. And although your heart broke at his share of stories, for the first time in many, many years you felt a sense of peace begin to build within. <3
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soupandsimple · 7 months
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Hi! Hope you're well x
Hi! Thank you for asking, yes I am well! 🤍 I know I kinda disappeared for a bit but all is good, just been a bit preoccupied with other things 😇
ALSO you must be a mind reader because just last night I finished the piece I’ve had in the drafts all this time! For you to have thought about me the day I finally have it all set and ready to post is WOW :D
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soupandsimple · 9 months
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Clinger (with Sirius Black)
[ bf Sirius lovingly teasing you a bit after sex ]
* fluff / mention of sexual activity (18+) 😘
** no one asked for this and although I have numerous requests to work on I just needed to bring this to life asap!
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“So good baby,” you breathily complimented as you snuggled into Sirius’s bare torso after having given each other a minute to control the heavy pants from your achieved highs.
“Mm and you always so good for me,” he praised, with a kiss to your head. His hand then reached little ways down to pull the crumpled thin sheet of the bed up to conceal you both.
“Before we get too comfortable we should clean up,” you suggested, eyes shifting up to look at him.
“In a little bit doll,” he replied with one last deep exhale. “Right now I can’t stop thinking about the way those legs of yours just cling around me for dear life...mgh-” he exaggeratedly groaned for emphasis, “swear there’s nothing sexier.”
“Babyy…” you sheepishly smiled as your warm face shied away into his chest.
Your embarrassment doesn’t go unnoticed by Sirius and he’s sure it’s one of the cutest things he’s ever seen, so much so that it encourages him to continue on with a little more harmless teasing.
“You’re just my little leech hm..” he hummed, the vibration of it transmitting from his chest to your cheek that laid against it. “If someone would have told me I’d have one someday I’d be terrified, but they probably would have forgot to mention just how irresistible she’d be.”
“Stop,” you giggled up at him. “I should punish you for how much you tease me.”
“Mm, I’d like to see you try,” he smirked.
“Oh really?”
Smirk ever present, Sirius just nodded.
“Okay. Well you know, I kinda feel up for a quick shower before bed to get cleaned off, and before you even ask, no you can’t join me,” you said as you turned from him and sat to get up.
“Doll no I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Sirius suddenly whined, pulling you back into him tightly by the waist and burying his face at the juncture between your neck and shoulder.
“I won’t tease you anymore, I promise love. I promise,” he mumbled into your skin with a soft kiss at the spot, coyly concluding with, “just wanna help you get cleaned up.”
“Mm-hm, and I’m the clinger?” you chimed victoriously. <3
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soupandsimple · 9 months
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James + baby girl talking about boyfriends and babies
Link: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZM22TkTv2/?t=2
Here you go :)
Like I said at the top of the post, I didn’t follow how the video went at all but I did use it for inspiration! I hope that’s okay and that you like it, if you don’t I’ll understand 🥲💖
Thanks for your patience 😇
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