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nicksbestie · 2 days
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Kittens - M. Sturniolo
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Summary : One specific person becomes a regular at the animal shelter you work at, always visiting the cats <3
Warnings : mentions of anxiety but nothing graphic!
Word Count : 1614
Pairing : Matt Sturniolo/Reader
A/N : i'm a sucker for baby animals and matt <3 maybe there will be a part two for this?
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You have always been an animal lover.
You’d grown up in a house full of pets, so really, it was no surprise that you had ended up working in an animal shelter, taking care of all of the pets there until they found a loving home. You worked at a no-kill shelter, and you were grateful for that, because there was no way you could get attached and then have to watch them die simply because nobody had chosen them yet. You worked there because you couldn’t take them all home with you, so you would spend a ton of time with them at the shelter to show them all of the love you wished you could give them forever. You couldn’t lie, sometimes your job broke your heart, for a multitude of reasons. 
Sometimes it was because you got attached to the animals, and then they got adopted. You were of course so happy that they got a loving family, but you did wish that you could be there for them, so it was a bittersweet feeling. Other times, you watched adoption paper after adoption paper fall through, and perfectly loving animals stayed in their kennels or were returned by families who had changed their minds. Even worse was when you saw the strays and abused animals come in, mangled and dirty, sometimes badly injured, and you hated the way they flinched away from you out of fear. You always made sure to show extra love to those ones, to let them know that regardless of what had happened they were in a safe place now, even though it wasn’t a luxurious home. 
You loved getting a chance to turn these animals' lives around, to make them feel better and redirect them to a family or person that would love them for the rest of their life, and you loved how many other people showed up for them as well. There were often people who came in to donate food, toys, leashes, or even just money, knowing that they didn’t want to adopt an animal or didn’t have the capacity to take one in, but still wanted to make a difference, regardless of how small. Every donation was always appreciated so much, and really did go to very helpful results. There were also the groups of friends that came in, the occasional birthday party for some younger kids who love puppies, and those often ended in an adoption or two, which warmed your heart.
And then there were the regulars. The people who couldn’t take any animals home, but loved them too much to not come visit them. The people who were there just as often as the workers were, nearly every day, who formed bonds with the younger and older dogs, and brought the shyer ones out of their shell. You were so grateful for the regulars because they really did help in forming trust between the animals and the humans. It helped with their socialization a great deal, and it had positive effects on the animals. The only thing that occasionally wasn’t great about it was that these animals would get attached to them, and be incredibly sad when they left, or when someone else took them home, but they always ended up okay in the long run. 
The workers also connected with the regulars, and some of them even joined the volunteer group, which was a great help because there was always something to do there. It was nice to have extra pairs of hands every now and then, especially when they were always willing to do something to better the lives of the animals they loved enough to come visit multiple times a week. You knew all of the current regulars by name, but you had noticed one boy who kept coming often enough that it seemed like he was going to become a regular. And you had yet to learn his name. 
He didn’t come every day like most of the regulars did, but he was here a lot. A little too often to just be popping by. He showed up every Wednesday and Friday, normally in the afternoon, and stayed until closing. He spent most of his time with the kittens, and it was heartwarming to see someone bond with all of the new babies. New kittens came into the shelter more often than people thought, as a lot of people abandoned kittens or pregnant cats because they had become too expensive or too much work to take care of. It was just that a lot of the kittens weren’t out to the available adoption areas because they needed medical testing, checkups, vaccines, and a lot of extra care. A lot of immediate human interaction paired with a weak immune system could be a threat to their health.
On the days that there weren’t kittens out, because they did get adopted very quickly, this boy would go see the puppies first. He seemed to be a cat lover, but he also seemed to like the younger animals, like most people. If there weren’t a lot, or they were playing with other people, he would find an older animal, whether that be a cat or dog, and spend the rest of his time with them. One thing you noticed was that it didn’t matter what he was doing with the pet. The pet could be ignoring him, too anxious or shy, (you noticed he always sat with the fearful ones), and he would simply sit with it and wait, offering treats, pets, and if they didn’t want to sit next to him, he would scroll on his phone and let them come to him. He seemed to have a special connection with the vulnerable pets, and you wondered what that said about him.
The biggest thing that you noticed about him was that he never smiled when he was coming in. He would wave, look up, nod, something like that, acknowledge the people at the front desk being there. Sometimes you were the one checking people in, but he never smiled. Not until he was sitting down with an animal in a short vicinity of him, and you noticed that he smiled the biggest when he was sitting on the floor with a pet in his lap. He never smiled when he was walking in, because sometimes you could see him getting out of his car, never as he was checking in, but he did as soon as he was with an animal, and he always left looking a lot lighter than when he came in. He always left the building smiling. 
He had come in for three weeks in a row before you ever said a word to him, and the first thing you said to him was a simple “Welcome back.” He snapped his head up at this, looking confused, as if he hadn’t realized that he had been perceived coming in so often. And maybe by most of the employees, he hadn’t been, but you made it a habit to notice people, even the people who looked like they didn’t want to be noticed. He gave you his usual nod, before moving towards the door to the Cat Cottages. Unfortunately, that day, the kittens had been moved to a different room so that the normal room could be deep cleaned, so you let your coworker cover the front desk and followed him, tapping him on the shoulder just as he reached the door to the cat rooms. He spun around, a seemingly shocked look on his face.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you! I just wanted you to know that the cats have been moved today.”
He looked confused, simply staring at you blankly. 
“Sorry. I was just telling you because you always go to the cats first, so I figured I would save you having to turn around.”
He was still blankly staring at you but this time he spoke.
“You noticed I always go to the cats first.” 
You nodded, listening.
“Yes. I do. You always come here first.” 
“I didn’t think you’d noticed. I mean, I notice you when I come in, but I always assumed that you saw so many people per day that you didn’t have time to notice anyone else.”
You smiled brightly at him, hoping to help him feel more comfortable.
“I always notice our regulars.”
“Do I qualify as a regular?” 
 “You show up on the same two days every week, always in the afternoon, for the past month and a half. I think that falls under regular territory. Now, would you like me to show you where the cats are today?” 
He broke a smile for the first time, the first time you’d ever seen him smile before getting to visit with the cats.
“Yes, please.”
As you walked down the hallway to the holding room that the cats were in today, you learned that the boy’s name was Matt, and he opened up a little bit to you. He told you that he came to visit with the animals because they help a lot with his anxiety.
“They really seem to bond with you. It seems like they really do love you. You have one of those souls.” 
He laughed, sitting down and smiling as a kitten stepped into his lap, pushing its head into his hands.
“You can tell what kind of soul I have?” 
“I don’t need to know you well to know that.”
As you motioned to the animals surrounding you both, you smiled at him, and he smiled right back up.
“Their judgment tells me everything I need to know.”
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stars-n-spice · 3 days
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no you don't understand. I need the Bad Batch to have a happy ending. I need them all to make it out alive. I need them to all be together. I need them to be a family once again. I need them all alive, happy, healthy, thriving. I need them safe and healing and growing.
I need Hunter to be able to be at peace. To become what he so clearly wanted to be at the start of the series; a father. For him to have what he fought so hard for. To know that he's more than a soldier. I need him to be able to relax knowing his brothers, that Omega is safe and will forever be safe. I need need need him to have that peace. To have that kind of life. The life he didn't think he'd get, that no clone ever thought that they would get, but yet...And I need him to grow and learn from these mistakes and be that older brother for all of them I know he can be. Seeing him want a life different than what he was essentially made for that badly for him not to get it is going to absolutely destroy me.
I want Tech to come back. I want it so bad. I know Star Wars can't keep getting away with "killing a character and bringing them back" but what's doing it one more time? Am I biased because Tech is my second favorite Batcher? Yes. But listen, I just need him to return and be reunited with his family. I need him to see Crosshair again. I need him to see and be with Phee again. Yes the build up to his death was great and the send off with his goggles was, in my opinion beautiful, but I just really want him back. I miss him so much. He means so much to so many people and I just want to see him alive and well again.
I need Echo to come back and I need him to stay. Wrecker and Tech might be my favorites, but when it really comes down to it? Echo is my comfort character. When I'm upset and really struggling, what usually brings me back is thinking about what would Echo do? What would Echo say to me to get me through this? Echo means so so much to me and it hurts so much to see him reduced to a background character. It makes me think what even was the point of bring him back just to reduce him to what he is now? And I'm so so scared they're going to kill him off for shock value or to "explain" why he isn't with Rex in Rebels, but that's just so fucking stupid to me after having done nothing with his character since like the middle of season 2 of the Bad Batch. Bring him back, please. And let him be at peace for once too!! Goddammit, all this shit he's had to go through; getting fucking exploded, being a prisoner of war, losing Fives, losing his brothers because his chip malfunctioned, having to see what becomes of clones after everything they sacrificed for the galaxy-Like you already "killed". him off once, there's no need to do it again. Just bring him back and reunite him with the others, please.
I need Wrecker to get to have his family all together. On top of that, I need him to get the recognition he deserves for all that he does and has done. Omega might be the heart and soul of the team but Wrecker's the glue and arguably just as much as the heart and soul too. He's the protector, I'm sure he feels it's his responsibility to keep them together, to keep them safe. I want him to continue living his life knowing that he succeeded in doing so and now doesn't have to worry about something like that because they are safe. They're all together again and they're happy and they're safe. He can relax and enjoy what they used to have before it all went to shit. It's so obvious that he cares so much about his brothers and Omega in his own unique ways. Each of the members of the Batch have their own unique dynamics within each other, but it really seems like Wrecker is the one who has one with each of them. And yeah, he's my favorite so I'm going to be biased and I want him to make it out alive and I want him to be happy goddammit.
I need Crosshair to stay the fuck alive. I need him to continue to heal and grow and be back with his family again. I need him to be reassured and to feel safe and loved again. I cannot take another instance of a character who used to be so lost and broken finally getting healing and some peace only to sacrifice themselves again. To have someone go through so much only start to heal and then rip that away from them? I need him to be at peace. I need him to enjoy all that he's missed out on. I need to see him okay and content and healing and living. I don't think I can deal with seeing all of that being ripped away from him. Please just let the man be at peace for once in his fucking life. I am begging. You don't understand, he's healing; mentally, physically, he's getting better and to just,, take all of that away? Can't just ONE character please get a happy ending?? Like if any one of them deserve to see it through the end, it's him.
I need Omega to get the childhood she was cheated out of. I don't know how many times I've sat and thought about Omega only for me to burst out into tears. She's been isolated for nearly all of her life. At the most, she was free for two years out of her FOURTEEN years of existence. She went through ALL of that before the age Ashoka and Padmé were when they were just STARTING to go through the horrors. Yet she's remained so brave and so strong and so determined. She's endured and survived and I want her to thrive. I want her to have all her brothers together once again. I want her to grow up alongside them. I want her to be able to be a child for once. To experience life through those lenses. I don't want her to have to endure another loss.
I need to see this group of individuals who never really fit in have their place in the galaxy. I need to see them, all created with clear intents and purposes to fight in a war as cannon fodder find new purposes. I need to see these burnt-out kids catch a damn break for once. This family of neurodivergents who spent their entire lives either isolated or distant from everyone else because they were "different" and "special" get that well-deserved ending where they're all safe and happy and have a purpose and a place in the galaxy because fucking hell. I wanna know there's hope for me too.
just AAGUUHHH. I've never wanted a happy ending for anyone more than I want it for the Bad Batch.
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fili-urzudel · 1 day
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A Kiss Hello - Fíli x Reader
Hey guys, look who keeps overcommitting :D
Anyway how about instead of any of the requests I have in my inbox you read a short piece I wrote in November 2022?
Word Count: 0.7k
Warnings: none
Fíli had always thought it was a bit of a strange greeting and goodbye. One kiss to each cheek, your hands easily resting on his shoulders to pull him in. You told him it was normal where you came from, and he supposed he wasn't one to tell you you weren't allowed to practice your culture near him.
It helped that he didn't exactly mind. You had lived with them under the mountain for years, and he was still the only one left with a burning face and butterflies in his stomach once you were out of sight.
"Fíli, this is getting ridiculous," Kíli sighed goofily as they traversed the halls of the mountain, trying to find the longest and most time-consuming route to their meetings. "I can see hearts in your eyes whenever she's around, why don't you just... confess?"
"Because I'm not you, Kíli," Fíli said, a bit agitated. "It's expected of me to find a nice dwarrowdam and settle down, keep our people happy. I can't just... just..."
"Just be happy with the woman you so obviously love?" Kíli interrupted, seemingly unfazed by his brother's sharp words. "You're free to make your own decisions, but I can promise you will live with regret forever if you don't do something. And soon."
Fíli looked slightly up at his younger brother. "What is that supposed to mean? What do you know?"
Kíli shrugged, eyes trained on the path ahead of them. He wasn't smiling anymore.
"Kíli!" Fíli felt his frustration rising, and with it, panic. What was happening? What were you going to do? "What, is she going to leave?"
Kíli only looked at him.
The golden prince's heart sank.
Was it his fault?
Fíli paced, wringing his hands, in the marketplace you always seemed to find yourself in, sometimes to sell, sometimes just to shop—oh, how he loved how vibrant you were when you shopped with him.
At this point, his heart was no longer in his stomach, but his feet. He couldn't stand it if you left, all because he chased you away, all because he was stupid and didn't know when to admit it—
"Y/N!" He interrupted his own thoughts, seeing you draw near. You held the basket you always used when shopping, the one he bought you in one of the towns you stopped at, before Erebor had even been won. It was looking a little worse for the wear, but you refused to give it up.
"Fíli!" You called back with a smile, but your eyes looked strained.
He wrestled with his brain, trying to figure out what to say first. His words became an incomprehensible knot. "Are you leaving?" He blurted. He just... he just really needed to know.
"Yes, actually, I am," you admitted, gazing at the floor. "I figured... I don't know, I think it's just time," you nodded, mouth twisted in a sad smile. "I hope you won't miss me too badly."
Fíli's heart raced. "Actually, if I could—"
A voice called out to you, and from the looks of it, it belonged to the head of a caravan you were looking to travel with.
"I'm so sorry, it looks like I have to go," you apologized, moving forward to bid him goodbye.
First, it was the right cheek, and as you moved to kiss his left, he turned, catching your lips with his.
The contact was fleeting, you startling back, flustered. "Oh, goodness, I'm sorry—"
You were still only centimeters from him. "Don't go," he murmured, moving to kiss you again. He didn't want to leave any doubt in your mind—that was not an accident.
His heart fluttered as he felt you kiss back, tilting your head as his hand rose to cup your face.
"I won't," you said as you pulled away, hot breath fanning across his face.
He felt eyes on the two of you from all sides. There would be no hiding this, no killing rumors or trying to keep a secret. "Good," he said, his lips still almost touching yours.
He had always liked your goodbyes, but this new beginning was much better.
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puppyl3gs · 2 days
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i just want to be a good dog so badly. i want to bring happiness to my person's life and make their day brighter and bring a smile to their face when they see me. but i cant. im trying so hard to be a good dog, i swear. but i still bite. i still flinch when my person moves too quickly next to me. i still cower when they lift their one of their feet near my body, and prepare for a blow to my side. i still growl at them when i doubt my safety. i'm still afraid. and i try so hard not to, but sometimes, i still bite.
i dont think im the good dog my person deserves. but im trying really hard for them. maybe, one day, ill bring them as much happiness as a good dog is supposed to.
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neonbyte-if · 18 hours
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sorry if you've already talked about this but what were/are some of your influences for neon byte and the characters? do you find any characters are far easier to write (or maybe harder) than the others?
Absolute number ONE influence is Dragon Age: Origins. Right from the moment I got the idea to write an IF of my own I KNEW I wanted to have origins to start with. I absolutely adored it in dao and was so sad when Inquisition came around and you didn't get to experience your origin at all!! I love the dialogue system and URGH I know I'm never gonna get to that level because I'm literally a solo developer but if I can even come close I'll consider it a success<333
For mood, Vampire: The Masquerade - Bloodlines is god tier. I grew up on this game and N//B would NOT exist without it. It birthed my vampire obsession. And Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Bram Stoker's Dracula (1992), and What We Do in the Shadows (the movie; I haven't gotten around to watching the series yet) kept that obsession alive in the years afterwards!
Then there's OBVIOUSLY Cyberpunk 2077, which I was hyped for for a century and was one of the rare few people who encountered no game-breaking bugs on my first playthrough. It had its faults (it's much better nowadays) but oh my GOD this game tore me apart and the vibes were immaculate (Kerry and Panam, my loves<33).
I loved the whole cyberpunk genre before (hence my excitement) but god, it's so hard for me to find a piece of media which is MY style of cyberpunk. I HATEEEE the way women are portrayed in so many of them, and my biggest ick is badly written/oversexualised female characters. When cp2077 came around and we had women like Judy and Panam (sorry for what the fanbase reduced you to) and Rogue and Evelyn and Songbird it's just URGH, love love love. Ticked all my boxes. Imo the game proved you can have a world that oversexualises everyone but still lets them be PEOPLE.
As for characters harder to write than others...Dom. Dom is the most difficult. He's changed the most since his conception and I'm not not 100% happy with him, but I'm hoping I'll find his vibe during the writing process. He's like, so closed off. And with some characters like that you can see them holding themselves back and you can describe that shit, but Dom is just...SO hidden behind himself. It makes it difficult to get into his head. He spent a full century in a blood haze. He's done SHIT. SO MUCH bad shit. That his whole perception of what's fucked up is skewed, and it throws me for a loop. Sir, pls let me know you like I want to, I beg 😭😭😭
I didn't really have any inspirations for the characters, though. I just sort of built them up by asking myself questions about the story and what characters I want to experience it. Which is so odd for me because I almost always think of characters before the plot usually. Eh, but it worked out well!!
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rindemption · 3 months
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💖✨️ Valentine's Day fit check ✨️💖
📸 by @katsigian, shirt by beanchan
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Kieran spoiled me and took pictures of Nathan in his floral shirt for me 😭🥺 Thank you so much my love, it means the world to me
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heyitsdirk · 5 months
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GOT MY CHARMS FROM @chrisrin's SHOP, SO HAPPY I LOVE THEM YESSSS
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antisocialxconstruct · 6 months
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I've been thinking a lot about art and why it doesn't feel good anymore, and a lot of what I keep coming back to is a) simply not being happy with my style, but b) not feeling comfortable experimenting because I feel like I need things to be """post worthy""" 🙄 so like... it's kind of a vicious cycle lmao so I'm heeding the advice I used to give people trying to overcome perfectionism which was "don't worry about making things that are 'good enough' to post and just post everything."
So... some vague style experimenting 🤷‍♂️ and also a sketch of Ilya from forever ago that I really liked but kept thinking I would come back and do more with.
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cookinguptales · 3 months
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so I got myself a little something special for christmas, but I was under the weather for a while so I'm only now using it for the first time.
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A present from the Pikachu Sweets Cafe in Ikebukuro? What could it be?
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It's Sinistea and Polteageist!!! My absolute favorite new-gen pokemon. ;;
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I bought some butterfly pea flower tea, too. I hear this stuff turns purple when you add lemon. Let's see...
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omg that actually worked way better than expected
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I love him 💜
lil baby ghost 💜💜💜 👻☕🫖 💜💜💜
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mintjeru · 9 months
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icewind suite ✨
open for better quality | no reposts
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mushroomjar · 2 months
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My mom found my Death Note figures from middle school today and I spent an hour dusting them. Tip a friend taught me today: using a tiny dry paint brush helps a lot with dusting figures
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[Image Description: A photo of my Death Note figures, set up on one of the shelves of my bookshelf. The figures are of Ryuk, Rem, Near, Misa, Light and L. Ryuk and Rem are set up at the back, on top of some small speakers. End Image Description]
I remember I only asked my mom for the L figure and she surprised me with all of them. Thank god she did, nowadays they go for 15000 pesos each. Also setting up Ryuk is a pain, his wings fall so easily
Those aren't my only figures, I have one more that I got from a blind box my grandma bought me back then too
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[Image Description: A photo of another one of my shelves on my bookshelf. It holds my manga collection, fake potted flowers, and a small figure of the character Light. He stands with his arms outstretched at his sides and his button-up shirt unbuttoned. End Image Description]
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orchideae · 4 months
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Lantern Rite leaks (I know these are just things so far, etc. usual):
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Listen, listen, listen, I've been so highly anticipating Lantern Rite 2024 since it ended this year (it was my first one, it was amazing; one of the reasons why Liyue will always rate so very highly for me) and I'll be thrilled with whatever it is that we get, but!!! Light negative nancy incoming (understandably so, I think), forgive me, stop reading if you'd prefer: no Ningguang, no Beidou, No Madame Ping?? NO YELAN at all??! (Me: listen, I'll be happy to just see her, doesn't even need to speak, I will never expect more, it's perfectly IC)
Edit: Ok ok, we're better. I got so frustrated at the '19' that I missed the 66. But also, IS THIS STILL LANTERN RITE OR IS THIS CHENYU VALE?
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cessmaga · 5 months
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I can't enjoy halbarry anymore i think
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reikurusu · 1 year
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Can you imagine Kazuki and Rei leaving the safe house to go fight the Organization? Because they know that as long as the Organization exists, as long as Boss and Ogino know that they're alive, there is no way they can live a safe life with Miri.
They leave Miri with Kyu-chan and they make him promise to take care of her, in case they...
Of course he agrees.
Both Rei and Kazuki give Miri a big hug, probably the biggest they've ever given her. Because there is a chance they won't come back. And if this is the last memory Miri has of them, they'll be damned if they don't make it the most perfect moment! And if this is the last time they see her, they'll do anything to see her smile one last time, which luckily for them isn't hard because Miri is so happy to get smothered by her papas!
They tell her they have to go somewhere for a while. When Miri asks when they'll be back, they don't make her any promises, because they can't lie to her anymore. They just tell her they'll be back as soon as they can - technically not a lie.
On their way to the Organization, they go over the plan a couple of times. Whenever they fall silent, Miri's a constant presence in the car. But they don't mention her. They both know she's on their minds and they're both terrified to never see her again but they also know that if they don't do this right now, Miri's always going to be in danger. Even if they don't make it, it will be worth it. Because Miri is worth it. Miri is worth everything.
But Kazuki is clever and Shigeki has taught Rei well, maybe too well now that his son has turned against him (his fault for trying to take Rei's family away from him). And unlike everyone at the Organization, Kazuki and Rei have something worth fighting for!
On their way back to the safe house, Rei asks Kazuki what's for dinner ("l think I'm gonna order in tonight" "sounds good") and Kazuki reminds Rei that it's his turn to tuck Miri into bed ("maybe we can do it together this time?" "I'd like that").
And if you thought they'd given Miri the biggest hug ever before they left, you were very wrong!! Because nothing can compare to this first hug of their new life as a real, free family!!
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mintypsii · 7 months
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I GOT NAMI FROM THE FIGURINAL BAG CLIP BLIND BAGGG SCREAMSSS SHE'S SO ADORABLE
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she looks so cute with my other one piece keychains im going to cry
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lilac-vode · 9 months
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hey! this is a long shot but seeing as i have some ppl following here, i wanted to ask if anyone at all has links to mental health resources that could be helpful for repulsed aroace ppl constantly struggling with feelings of alienation. or like, any mental health resources at all geared toward aroace ppl!! there is just. not that much out there for us and i don't have a place to start trying to make my brain less miserable. i would appreciate so much if anyone is familiar with stuff like this that they could share
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