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mrsfitzgerald · 10 months
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San Francisco, Maritime Hall, USA, 1999.06.20
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Pomni’s Amazing Adventure: DIGITAL CIRCUS
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nosleep83 · 7 months
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Manifesting they give one of the turtles a villain arc in tales of the tmnt
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uhbasicallyjustmilex · 2 months
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🖤🤍 happy birthday to everything you’ve come to expect 01/04/16 🤍🖤
(aka the album with one of the most impressively homoerotic music video collections of all time)
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cable-knit-sweater · 3 months
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OH GOD???? HOW IS HE REAL?
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strayklds · 9 months
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bang chan / 221008 happy birthday @sukichuu 🖤
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yashley · 11 months
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imogen & fearne in c3e64
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liam-summers · 6 months
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Heaven is not fit to house a love like you and I
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becca-e-barnes · 8 months
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Ngl I'd absolutely kill for a threesome with Bucky and Natasha 😍 I mean ,,, the constant shifting in power between the two of them of who is more dom of what's happening??? And the idea of being reader being the main focus of all this??
"Thats OUR good girl."
AGDJAKFLSL My little sub brain could never 😔
I don't remember the last time I wrote a lil threesome where the reader is submissive so I guess that's what we're doing today ✨
But the thought of both of them bickering over who can make you feel best while you're right in front of them is so hot. Nat thinks she understands pleasure best whereas Bucky argues that he knows what you like.
They agree that toys are out of the question because that wouldn't be fair and you're thankful for that. You hardly know how you're going to handle them competing without adding toys in.
"She's such... A good girl." Bucky groans, unclasping your bra and letting it fall to the floor while Nat kisses up your bare neck, sucking and nipping your skin.
"The best girl." Nat hums in agreement. "Our good girl." Her slender fingers pinch one of your nipples while Bucky's mouth engulfs the other and you don't remember ever being this wet before in your life.
"She's all frustrated, bless her." Nat's other hand trails up your thighs until she reaches your sex, luxuriating in the feeling of your slick arousal against her fingertips. She knows what she's doing. You can tell that even by the gentle, calculated strokes against your body. She's only aiming to tease; to get you so worked up you beg her for relief, rather than Bucky.
"Have a taste." She removes her hand, extending two fingers to Bucky who gladly removes his mouth from your breast before engulfing the fingers with his mouth.
You hear his low groan, his eyes fluttering shut and it makes you almost writhe with need.
"Now that you've had yours, it's my turn." Nat withdraws her fingers, slipping out of her dress before settling on the bed between your legs. "You have a choice, sweetheart." She purrs, kissing a path from the inside of your knee, up your thigh and back down again. "Bucky might not last very long inside you and that would be disappointing, wouldn't it? You're so warm and wet and tight, it might all be too much for him."
You don't know whether to agree or not. You don't want to risk embarrassing Buck but at the same time, you'd be very disappointed if he wasn't able to fully prove how good he can make you feel. If you only get this experience once, you need it to be the very best it can be.
"If you like, I'll help him take the edge off while I take care of you. I'll let him fuck me and get his first load out of the way so he can give you the attention you deserve." Her voice is soft and sweet, your fingers tangling in her hair hoping it'll drive her mouth where you need it most.
Bucky looks like he would protest but who in their right mind would reject an offer like that?
"Y-yes. Okay, fine." You're so desperate to be touched, you'd agree to almost anything.
"Sweetheart, when it's your turn, I'm going to ruin you. Gonna make you watch how hard Nat cums for me, just so you can see what I'm going to do to you later." Bucky's confidence makes Nat laugh from between your legs.
The strokes of her tongue are feather light to begin with, trailing slowly over your soaked folds, slurping your arousal greedily. You don't miss her low moan as Bucky presses into her but she manages to stay focused, giving your clit the attention you needed.
Taking you apart is the entire plan here. You might be their focus but they're both smart enough to know that it's easier to win when they've sabotaged their competition.
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badnewswhatsleft · 10 days
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pretty pout pout...........
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blushweddinggowns · 8 months
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if it hasn’t been asked yet, prompt 18 has incredible steddie potential. no pressure tho! love your work, hope your brain feels better<3
Aww ty and it is feeling a lil better 💗 And here's some pre-steddie for ya! I might do a part two of this because the vibes leave room for some uh, not sfw material. She has some energy.
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Steve liked to complain about driving the kids around, but in all honesty? He loved it. He loved how lively they all were, he loved the silly arguments they would have, he liked just being around them, especially Dustin.
But holy shit did he hate picking him up from Hellfire. Because for some fucking reason, Dustin was never just waiting outside. He was always waiting outside with Eddie Munson, his brand new hero.
Steve had no idea what Dustin saw in the guy. He was such a dick, even when they barely talked for five minutes a week Eddie never missed the chance to be a snarky little bitch.
Which is why he wasn't too excited to see Eddie smoking alone outside of their club room, no Dustin in sight. Steve frowned as he got out of his car, looking around like Dustin might magically appear.
It wasn't helping that Eddie was staring right at him, an amused smile on his face, "You looking for something?"
Steve rolled his eyes at the question, "Just tell me where Dustin is."
"Inside," Eddie said as he took a drag, still staring at Steve. It always made Steve feel weird, the way Eddie would look at him. HIs eyes were too big or something, too intense. It always made him squirm, "On the phone, talking to his girlfriend. It's kind of gross actually, how mushy they are. He managed to scare everyone off but me."
That sounded about right. But that also meant that now Steve was stuck with standing next to this guy. And he really wasn't in the mood for awkward small talk.
"I'll wait in the car then," Steve said dismissively, stopping when he heard Eddie snort behind him.
"Too much of a princess to stand around with the undesirables huh?"
Steve spun around, his face hot at the weird insult, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Eddie shrugged, dropping his cigarette to the ground, "It means I think you're an uppity bitch. Tell me Steve, is hating me your only personality trait? Or do you get off on acting like a pissy kitten? That pretty face can only take you so far you know. "
This, this right here is what he hated the most about Eddie Munson. He was a dick yes, but he was so specific about it. Always calling Steve stupid shit like princess, kitten, bitch and now pretty. It was weird, emasculating, and...confusing. Very confusing on why the first thing it always did was make him blush. He didn't make Steve mad in the right way. He made him feel off kilter and anxious, his heart almost always going into overdrive whenever he had to talk to the guy.
But that didn't mean he was going to take all of that laying down, "Says you? I'm surprised you don't have a I hate Jocks tattoo on your forehead. For an 'undesirable' you sure are judgmental as fuck."
Eddie laughed at that, like Steve was an old friend who made a hilarious joke, instead of someone who was actively trying to get under his skin, "Do you still count as a jock? Because if you do I might have to re-evaluate that. I never said I hated you, princess."
Oh great. So that was just a nickname now. Steve opened his mouth to snap back at him, to ask why he was such an ass if their wasn't mutual hatred between them.
But then Dustin was popping out of the club room, a big smile on his face as he waved at Steve, "Sorry I'm late! Suzie called and she heard about this new theory she had to tell me about and-"
"And you can tell me in the car," Steve interrupted, avoiding Eddie's eyes as he dragged Dustin away. The asshole smirked at him as they drove away, like he could just tell how much he was driving Steve crazy.
Yeah, Steve would never understand what Dustin saw in that guy.
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chrisevansonly · 7 months
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okay so charles is racing with a dental abscess rn and i know that’s gotta be painful, but he’s down to 4th (mf max, jk love him) but i’m hoping he’s okay and his mouth doesn’t bother him too much
LANDO IS FUCKING LEADING!!!! LETS GO LANDO!!!
oscar had to retire due to a brake issue i believe and im very sad for him😭
what is this race so far😭😭
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Dio wins again
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thatmooncake · 10 months
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surprise! it's me! (the one who was going to give you a drawing)
Well since you didn't choose something specific, I drew for you -almost- everything I said! I hope you like it
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LIKE IT???
I’m CRAZY about it oh my gosh this is just the cutest thing ;u; <3<3<3
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delicatepoets · 11 months
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on undying friendships for @fightingdragonswithwho​ <3
graceland too - phoebe bridgers / daisy jones and the six / leonard cohen - boygenius / a league of their own (2022) / a little life - hanya yanagihara / ladybird (2017) / the seven husbands of evelyn hugo - taylor jenkins reid
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estinesstories · 3 months
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𝓣𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝓴𝔂
𝙑𝙤𝙭 𝙭 𝙒𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙥/ 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙩! 𝙄’𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙄 𝙪𝙨𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙤. 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 💗
𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙚: 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙮 𝙤𝙬𝙡 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙑𝙤𝙭’𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙑’𝙨, 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 “𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤” 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙛𝙞𝙩, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 (𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜) (𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙢) (𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩), 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙀𝙭𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙛𝙞𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝘽𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙛𝙞𝙩.
𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙑𝙤𝙭 𝙘𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧’𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙨, 𝙨𝙤 𝙑𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨.
𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙑𝙪𝙡𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙜𝙚, 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛.
(𝙃𝘼𝙕𝘽𝙄𝙉 𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙀𝙇 𝘿𝙊𝙀𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘽𝙀𝙇𝙊𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙊 𝙈𝙀! 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣’𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝, 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙮𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙨. 𝙄 𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙛𝙛, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 😁👍)
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Velvette was getting impatient.
She had this whole new collection that was inspired off of the extermination, basically a blood and angels type of deal. Now that she thinks about it, that’s not a bad title…
Anyways, she knew this was the perfect time to mess with Vox, as you had obviously had a thing for each other but were too ignorant to do anything. Velvette and Val were suffering in forced silence (thanks to Vox) as they watched you two fumble around aimlessly with each other.
But this was gonna be great, you were going to model one of the three outfits she put together: The Angel. Another reason she knew you’d be perfect to model anyways is because of your snowy-owl wings. They’d match perfectly with the outfit!
“Um, Velvette?” You called from the changing room behind the curtains of the miniature runway that Velvette had in the back of her studio. She smiled as she instructed a few of her other models already in the other two outfits to pose on the smaller platforms beside the runway.
“What’s the matter, sweet face?” She halfheartedly glanced at the curtain the your voice was coming from as she waved her hands at and moved the model wearing the Exorcist inspired outfit.
“I’m just, um, are you sure you want me wearing it? I don’t want to ruin it or anything, didn’t you say someone important was going to look at the outfits before the show?” You asked nervously; you’d never modeled before, but you knew the basics of it. Only thing was Velvette refused to tell you who was coming to watch you. I just don’t want you to get nervous! Don’t about it honey! “Just remember, I don’t want you to strut out bold and everything like that. Angels are supposed to be graceful, kind, and gentle. So just come out as yourself, don’t be nervous!”
Don’t get nervous your ass, it didn’t matter who did and didn’t come, it was always a bit nerving just doing it. Before you could think anymore about who might come though, the door to the studio opened.
“This better be fucking good, Velvette. I’ve got work to do, and you already took Y/n.” Vox grumbled, the last part a mumble which went unheard by you. But hell did you started to panic when you heard his voice. Vox? Vox? Oh my gosh, this was Velvette’s plan all along, wasn’t it? Oh no…
“Oh, whatever. I have a good reason. Now, if you don’t want to waist anymore time,” Velvette smirked and pushed Vox closer to the stage, causing him to scowl at her silently. “I suggest you watch the damn show already.”
The lights cut out, signaling your cue. You took a deep breath and ruffled your wings before extending them to half their full size behind you. They had small hints of gold glitter and accents as well as your makeup, thanks to Velvette’s assistance. You held your hands together in front of you and tried your best to be graceful as you made your way into the open.
The light was positioned behind you, giving an “angel bringing you to heaven” sort of affect to your outfit, and the moment the light hit your outfit and accents, it was beautiful. The glitter and gold shone and reflected all over the room subtly, but beautifully. Once Vox saw you, he was awestruck. His eyes widened as his mouth fell agape. You kept your gaze gentle with a soft smile, just like Velvette said. Even if you wanted to turn more red than a hellcat and jump out of the V-tower. Vox didn’t even pay attention to the other models outfits, which were also lit up nicely by colored lights from beside them.
“Holy fucking shit, you’re beautiful,” he muttered, but you caught it exactly. You widened your eyes and your face went cherry red, but rose your eyebrows in concern when Vox started glitching out immediately afterwards. Your wings silently lifted you off the ground and towards the buffering machine.
“Vox? Are you-“ before you could finish your sentence, the lights went out and Vox stumbled forward, his screen now black. You yelped, quickly catching him and instinctively wrapping your wings around him. You looked to Velvette, panicking. She only laughed for a few seconds before resting a hand on her hip and putting her phone (which she was working on as Vox was drooling over you) in her back pocket.
“Just give ‘im a few secs, hun. Anyways, I’ve gotta go do, uh, fashion things! Kisses!” She giggled before darting out of the room, just in time for Vox’s fans to start turning on again. He finally rose his head from your shoulder with a groan, unaware of his surroundings at first.
“Fucking, Jesus,” he groaned barley opening his eyes. “What happened?”
“I-I don’t know, I hope I didn’t have anything to do with it-“ you stuttered, looking him over worriedly, not noticing your close proximity or the fact you were still holding him up and hugging your wings around him. But he did, oh hell yes he did.
His eyes went wide once again as everything hit him at once, and the fact you were still in the outfit itself and three inches from his screen holding him.
He scuttered up to a stand, but kept his hands on your elbows, and yours on his waist. Your wings retreated in surprise once he had stood, and you almost stopped holding him entirely if it weren’t for his hands grasping your forearms.
You waited for him to say something, anything, because the more he just stared silently at you, the more you became worried and urging to leave. At that moment, the power came back on, and the lighting was reflecting off of you again gorgeously. It made Vox’s heart swell.
“Is everything alright?” Your voice was soft, only for him to hear, and comforting, as you maintained eye contact, it made him feel like he was the only one in hell besides you, something he’s never felt before in his death. The lightning, the mood, you; everything was perfect.
“Y/n, I wanted to say..” he choked, he didn’t know what to say. His screen turned a small shade of pink, but only you noticed. Good thing you did.
Smiling, you giggle and pull him in for a real hug, with both your wings and arms wrapped around him comfortingly. “I love you too.”
Vox’s eyes widened one last time before softening as he relaxed and hugged you back, relief washing over him like never before. “Oh, thank God.”
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𝙊𝙠, 𝙨𝙤 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙄𝙏𝙎 𝙎𝙊 𝘾𝙐𝙏𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙈𝙀 😭 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨, 𝙨𝙤 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚! 𝙏𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣, 𝙄’𝙡𝙡 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨. 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 💗
𝘿𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙮 @𝙘𝙖𝙛𝙚𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙚
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