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puddleslimewrites · 5 months
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Communication Error
Hero frowned. They signed with their hands as they spoke. "They don't have this on record."
Villain shrugged and signed back, "I doubt they think this is something 'important'."
"Of course it's important! There's such a huge difference between everyone thinking you're an asshole or just quiet and shy when you literally can't verbalize things." Hero abandoned their signs, hands waving in the air as they expressed their frustration.
"...I can speak."
Hero was startled. They turned to face Villain again. Their voice was so low they barely caught the words.
"I can't hear myself too well, but I can speak."
Hero blinked. "Oh. Oh. Hard of hearing, not mute?"
Villain nodded.
"Oh, I'm so sorry for assuming, then. It's still ridiculous, though! Surely they should have that on file and send someone appropriate to be your nemesis. I'm just a substitute! This shouldn't happen-" Their previous rant continued and Villain appreciated the expressive signs so they could easily nod along.
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Based on this prompt by my beloved @puddleslimewrites <3
Hero didn't shrink under Superhero's gaze. They stared back, expression firm. "I know I messed up. But I did what I could to fix it and no one got killed."
"There are three civilians in critical condition in the hospital. You don't know no one got killed yet."
"What else do expect me to do? I did my best to make it right."
"I expect better from a hero of the agency!" Superhero tried not to raise their voice. They and Hero were standing in one of the agency hallways, this argument was far too public.
Hero crossed their arms and glared back at Superhero. "I never even wanted to be a hero! This is what you wanted. I did what you asked of me and look where it got us."
"You mean where you got us. Do you understand how much damage control I'm going to have to do with the press because of this? And with the agency and city officials?"
"Is that all you care about? The mess I made that you have to clean up? Don't you even care how this might be affecting me? Or I don't know, can't you at least be proud of me for taking responsibility and trying to fix it?"
Superhero sighed like they were dealing with a disobedient child that refused to go to bed. "I don't have time to hold your hand right now, I have the agency to deal with."
"Oh my god can you not be Superhero for one fucking minute and just be my mom?"
Superhero pinched the bridge of her nose. "We'll talk about this later. Just go home."
"I'm not a little kid you can just send to my room for timeout anymore. You-"
"[Name], go. home." Superhero shot her child a warning look. Hero held her gaze until she turned and started walking down the hall.
Hero resisted the urge to yell at her as they turned the opposite direction and stormed out.
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feline17ff · 1 year
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Happy April Fool's Day 2023 @puddleslimewrites and @stuck-in-this-mortal-form 💧💀
I'm walk-ing, in the rain
I'm stepp-ing in the puddles
It's a beautiful, beautiful dayyyyy
To be stuck in this mortal form!
No better day, no better way,
No better hey, hey, hey!
This mortal form —
— is alright after all
Though the world can be a pain, there's puddles, and there's rain,
It's alright, yes, it's alright
(Ridiculous idea I had while sleepy so scheduled for April Fool's Day)
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Evil Grad School? sounds like my kinda place XD
And Ooo Journal of Mad Science, you say? 👀 I'd defo go to evil grad school to learn mad science 😈
(both of those sound super interesting! c:) @puddleslimewrites
Hehe 😈 sameee, I'd study Mad Science!
Evil grad school is inspired by this world heritage post
And I asked @shitacademicswrite a lot of questions (and hope to ask even more!) as part of my writing research :)
It's how the post goes, villain is a villain because they need to get through grad school and their professors are evil and if they go along with their plans then they can graduate already!
I'm having trouble with the writing vibe rn, if that makes sense
My Journal of Mad Science was inspired by this convo with @fightprompts
It's going to be an epistolary "novel" with "actual" villainous research articles and transcripts and graphs 🤣
I'm excited to some day publish this one for real! 🤩
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fantasci-side-blog · 1 year
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#Fantasci Tumblr!
(This is me @feline17ff/ @heroes-villains-side-blog, @fantasci-side-blog is my new sideblog)
Results are in!
AND HERE ARE SUGGESTIONS ON HOW TO MAKE THIS COMMUNITY THRIVE! :D
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You have been invited to the #fantasci tumblr community on Tumblr!
The new hashtag for creators and consumers of speculative fiction.
This could be anything from pirates in mech suits to fairies trying to survive a zombie apocalypse.
Let your imagination run wild!
If you're more interested in superheroes and supervillains, #heroes and villains and #hero x villain would be more relevant.
Of course, sometimes there can be overlap, so feel free to use a combination of tags.
Next, we need to decide on the exact tags for specific subgenres. This can come out organically over time as more creators and consumers interact, or we can begin to work on some form of standardization if anyone has ideas.
If you'd like to be involved in this community, you're more than welcome!Use the tag to post your content or search for things that interest you! Don't forget to reblog and comment to make creators feel appreciated! 💞
Check out the notes and under the cut for creators who are interested in speculative fiction. They probably have some stuff on their masterlist already!
Reblog, interact, and use the hashtag! 🥰
"Fantasy squad" from that thread @thepenultimateword @writing-on-the-wahl @watercolorfreckles @amethystpath-writes @snowshowerwriting @puddleslimewrites @muses-of-the-mind @surplus-of-sarcasm
People I think would be interested
@tratieisdabest @writey-unicorn for mythological retellings!
@stuck-in-this-mortal-form for Slavic and Celtic folklore inspired stuff!
@just-a-space-rabbit for space rabbit lore and your OC's space adventures!
@callmemeg for my second knight story if I ever think of a plot or characters!
@world-of-fire-and-flight coz you're a fantasy writer!
@raineandsky because you wrote that knight story once!
@inamindfarfaraway for Phantom Knight Afterlife Club, unless it's more heroes and villains idk
@alwaysanovice @nixylubouv @my-lovely-writing @passionate-fruitcake I think you'd be interested :)
@eahravinqueen @the-lavender-creator friendship tag!
@the-likeable-wizard-mack idk you but your blog turned up while I was researching possible tags, and your content seems like it would fit :)
@chaoticgoodthief Dragons?
@faeeclipseruine @faenemy Your usernames haves fae in it?
No pressure ofc! Ttyl!
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elf-kid2 · 1 year
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Fantasy Writing Prompts!
The Prince on his Noble Steed, on his way to rescue the Princess, ignores the old beggar at the crossroads. His servant, following behind with a donkey (and the tent, the food, the bandages, etc), takes a moment to share some food and kind words with the beggar. This changes the outcome of the quest in a way that certain Royals are NOT happy about!
The Royal Advisor has rescued the missing Princess ...but some are claiming that he was behind her disappearance in the first place! Is this all part of a plot for the Royal Advisor to take the throne? ...Or is the Princess using the peasant-born Advisor as a scapegoat to cover up her own rebellious decision to run away from home?
The Queen knows that her Step-Daughter is dead. This creature who came out of the woods, pale skinned and crimson-lipped, claiming the late Princess's name... This is Something Else. Though she may not be able to defeat the “Princess” or her seven little bodyguards through direct force, the Queen hopes that, through poison or trickery or anything else she can put together... she’ll be the one to make it out of this alive.
Sleeping Beauty slept for 100 years before the Prince broke the spell-- and her Castle slept with her, guarded by thorns. Now there’s a Royal Wedding to plan, and a young(?) Court Mage who spent the past century studying & practicing Dream-Walking and Dream-Magic wonders what’s next... and if they were right, when they called him mad.
In order to prevent war, the Princess was engaged to marry the Dark King of the neighboring kingdom. When the Princess disappears en route to the wedding, leaving behind a note about eloping with her “True Love,” her entourage has NO CHOICE but to find somebody among their numbers to take the Princess’s place... and, for the sake of peace, hope that the King never finds out about their deception.
The Knight is off to Slay the Dragon and Win the Princess's hand in marriage! This decision is COMPLETELY unrelated to the fact that his (Ex?) Lover, the Enchantress, just kicked him out!
The Prince's fiance has been captured by the Wicked Sorcerer! Unfortunately, it seems the Prince is refusing to go on a Quest to rescue her. [Fiance]’s Handmaiden DEMANDS an explanation!
The Woods are full of bears, wolves, witches, monsters, and all kinds of dangerous creatures who love to eat foolish and disobedient children for dinner! Two siblings debate whether they should stay under the “safety” of their family’s roof, or if it would be wiser to take their chances with the Woods.
The Troll King is dead! Time for an ELECTION to vote for the new Troll King! I’m sure at least ONE of the candidates from the North, East, South, and West will be chill, sane, and level-headed... right?
A Lord and a Siren have fallen in love! ...For some reason, they want to hire a Pirate Crew to facilitate their elopement. This would be easier if the happy couple could agree on if they’d be living on land, or in the sea, once the proper magic items had been acquired...
These prompts are free for whoever wants to use them! Please tag me, if a story should come of it!
@magic-and-moonlit-wings @abutterflyscribbles @writing-on-the-wahl @watercolorfreckles @thepenultimateword @caffeinewitchcraft @displacerghost​ @amethystpath-writes​ @puddleslimewrites​ @snowshower @helathorloki @ladyspock7 @nientedal
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black-rose-events · 3 months
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Hi! I'm a little late to Villaintine's day this year. Is it okay if I still tag for the event or should I not since I missed the deadline? :')
Thanks!
@puddleslimewrites
Yeah, go ahead :D
- Mod Codex 📚
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Aroace prompts/tropes
Sincerely believe a neurodivergent writer must have X number of WIPs as a rule. One WIP is completed and then another must take its place.
Anyway,
Was making a poll for aroace tropes we'd like to see but thought of more than 10 options :/
In no way is this a guarantee that I will ever write on this blog (though the idea or writing specifically aro/ace is growing on me), but I'm curious what aroace tropes I've seen or thought about that other people like
I'm biased towards #heroes and villains tropes as you can see below lol
Here you go :P
Enemies to queer platonic partners
Learning about and coming to embrace your aroaceness
MC knows they're aroace, is comfortable, and living their best life with their identity - literally just slice of life, doing whatever they want
Flirty vs aroace
Oblivious aroace vs smitten
Enemies to crusher confessing to rejection to non-romantic friends who bicker like a married couple
Enemies to friends
Hate confessions, archnemesis proposals, BFF = Best Fiend/Frenemy Forever
Goofy aroace hero/villain living their best goofiest life and no one flirts with them
Aroace hero/villain who likes flirting and flustering villains/heroes
Aroace hero/villain who has had it and murders/beats up people who "flirt" crudely with them
Crusher confesses to aroace, they remain friends
Above but crusher never falls out of love but is happy with their relationship
MC is aroace and is minding their own business but people keep falling for them left and right but they don't know or care and it's just about those other people vying for their affections in the background
MC is cursed which can only be broken with true love's kiss
Big Bad tries to put a true love's kiss curse, but aroace so doesn't work so plan's a failure. Original.
Big Bad casts a spell so everyone falls asleep including people's true loves. So now it's only aroace person. And maybe Big Bad. Original.
Soulmates (derogatory) or soul-hates. Original.
Partners without dating by @/puddleslimewrites
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just-a-space-rabbit · 11 months
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I made my first ever Picrew! :D
It was so much fun to challenge myself to do something different.
I want to thank @heroes-villains-side-blog, @stuck-in-this-mortal-form and @puddleslimewrites for participating in my tag game helping me get some ✨inspirations ✨
Also, a BIG thanks to @tratieisdabest and @heroes-villains-side-blog for helping with ideas and feedback 💖
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Find the Word Tag
A/N: Thank you so much for tagging me, @verkja! My words were single, double, cup, and serve, and I decided to use Embers of Eternity to fill them because Winds of War, while technically my WIP, is one massive spoiler for the Heirs of Tenebris trilogy😅 No pressure tagging: @ambiguouspuzuma, @puddleslimewrites, @faelanvance, @author-a-holmes, @violetcancerian, and anyone else who'd like to find the words: start, end, fire, and water in their writing✨
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They are, Shamira said. Edwin blinked, stunned into still silence. The fur on Shamira’s neck bristled and settled within a single breath, like she was steeling herself. Nyla swallowed, fearing Shamira knew more than she and Xander could’ve possibly pieced together themselves. Shamira’s eyes misted, staring over all of their heads as she wove her tale.
The myths humans tell of the Shadow Forest are a history my kin have never forgotten. And in this way, by perpetuating these legends, neither has Tenebris.
double
All too soon, Xander was met with the double doors of the Lavender Room. Before he could even knock, one of the doors slowly cracked open. Through the opening, Xander caught sight of Nyla. Her head hung, and she sniffled. Xander saw the moment she stiffened upon realizing that someone was already at her door. Whipping her head up, Nyla’s red-rimmed eyes met his.
“Hi,” he whispered, giving her a broad, lopsided smile and a slow wave.
“Hi,” she responded quietly, her voice crackly. Stepping aside, she opened the door a little wider, motioning for him to come in. “What are you doing here?”
cup
Xander choked on his water.
“No, he hasn’t mentioned it.” Alexander eyed him.
“Sorry, it just didn’t seem like a good time.” Xander replaced his cup beside his plate and pushed his chair away from the table.
“You knew Nyla was going to challenge [REDACTED] publicly?”
So apparently in over 100k words, I only use "cup" once in Embers of Eternity. Who knew?😂 I also had to cut this passage down quite a bit because ✨spoilers✨
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Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a delicate twig on either side of the aisle. As she continued to serve as a conduit for the energy flooding her and into the earth, the twigs grew into young trees. Buds bloomed on the ends of their branches as the trees grew taller and stronger.
Learn more about my Heirs of Tenebris trilogy here on Tumblr or shop Embers of Eternity at bit.ly/heirs02 (international link)
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puddleslimewrites · 15 days
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Physics Lesson (#2)
Part 1
Villain sat down across from Hero. As per usual, they picked up a random sheet among the scattered papers on Hero's desk and began looking it over. "This is...new."
They knew they'd been gone for a few weeks but these formulas were entirely different.
"New professor," Hero sighed. "New semester. New everything." They looked more tired than usual. Villain almost pitied them. With a silent hum, Villain set to work with them again.
About half an hour in, they leaned back with a groan.
Hero shot them a glare. "No. You don't get to complain. You don't have to do this, but you're doing it anyway," Hero growled.
Villain sat up, hands help up and open in a show of peace. "Alright, cranky aren't we?" But Hero was already looking at their homework problems and muttering to themself again.
"The electric field- no, the electric flux...ugh." Hero's forehead hit the desk with a low thunk.
Villain leaned back in their chair, looking smug. "Sounds like break time."
Hero reluctantly picked their head back up. "Can't. The quiz is tomorrow. I have to at least get through some of this."
Villain hummed, frowning. They rocked in their chair, balancing on the back legs. "Want me to kill them?"
Hero's eyes shot up quickly. "What? No!"
"Just give me the name." Villains started looking through Hero's notebook. "Ah, Professor Erwi-"
The book was snatched out of their hands. No matter. They had what they needed, anyway. Their chair slammed down, a loud thump on the library carpet.
"Villain. Sit. Down."
Villain actually paused - not because of the command but because of Hero's tone.
They smirked, truly amused. "My, my. I didn't know you could sound so vicious," they crooned. They took a seat in the chair next to Hero instead of returning to the one across from them.
Hero glared at them with bloodshot eyes, then sighed, shoulders sagging with exhaustion.
Another hour passed in relative silence. Hero squinted at the back of the worksheet they were on. "Current? When...when did we get to current?" They'd been so focused they didn't even realize the topic changed.
Villain held the notebook up with both hands and tilted their head sideways as if to make better sense of the scribbled notes. Maybe they should help their nemisis with penmanship instead of math. Giving up, they set the notebook aside and snatched the sheet Hero was currently working on. "Resistance is measured in oums, not amps," they corrected. "Otherwise, this looks good."
"Don't say that like you're my tutor," Hero grumbled. They ignored the fact that the villain might as well be at this point. "...But thanks."
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puddleslimewrites · 1 year
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Laundry (Snippet #9)
"What are you doing?"
Hero didn't look up from where they had half their torso submerged in the washing machine. "Laundry," they said easily.
Villain frowned as they watched their nemesis pull themself up. "In my house?"
Armed with an armful of wet clothing, Hero crossed the washroom, bypassing the villain as if they weren't even there. "Well, I originally came to scope out your base," Hero started, "but since you weren't home I thought of planning an ambush. I was just checking the parameters when I saw your unwashed dishes left in the kitchen sink-"
"I was in a hurry this morning!" Villain flushed, indignant.
"Mhm, I could tell." Hero started loading the dryer. "Anyway, I got in through your kitchen window - don't worry, I didn't break anything. You might want to take a look at your lock, though. It's pretty loose."
As Villain listened to Hero go on about all the chores they'd gotten done before Villain got home, their ire was replaced by confusion.
"So you broke into my home..." Villain started slowly, "because you wanted to wash my dishes. And then you decided that you might as well do an entire house cleaning service?"
Hero shrugged, slamming the dryer shut and picking up the basket containing the previous load. "Pretty much. The amount of housework you've been procrastinating on is a crime in and of itself."
Villain bristled as Hero brushed past them again. As offended as they were, they bit their cheek and stalked after them. They weren't going to thank the hero for breaking into their home...but they did still have a lot of cleaning up to do.
Begrudgingly, they found themself folding clothes on the couch, rubbing shoulders with their sworn enemy. They could kick Hero out after they were done. For now, they were useful.
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puddleslimewrites · 3 months
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Prompt #15
The expression looked like a grimace at best.
"Villain," Hero ventured, "are you...not used to smiling?"
The awkward stretch of their lips was gone in an instant, replaced by Villain's signature scowl. "What's there to smile about?" they grumbled.
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puddleslimewrites · 3 months
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Coffee Shop (Part 3)
Villain
Part 1 (Hero) / Part 2 (Civilian) // Part 4 (Superhero) / Part 5 (Vigilante)
"Mind if I sit here?"
Hero flinched, head snapping up from their scribbled notes. They eyed the newcomer before giving a stiff nod. Suspicion ebbed into curiosity as the stranger sat across from them. There was something...familiar, about the person.
Villain tried to stifle their amusement as they watched Hero go back to writing in their little book. It was clear their enemy didn't know who they were. Otherwise, they surely wouldn't have accepted the request.
Honestly, they hadn't expected to see the crime fighter here of all places.
"So...come here often?"
Villain smiled ever so slightly. There was an awkward quirk to Hero's tone. To anyone else it might have been convincing but Villain knew they were fishing for information. They decided to indulge Hero. Villain did come over to see what they were up to, after all.
"I do," Villain hummed. "I'd say I'm a regular at this point. I've never seen you here before. First time?"
"Yes, I, um. I decided to try something new today." Hero glanced away from them to scan the rest of the cafe. To think they would take their eyes off Villain so easily. They would have laughed if it wouldn't give them away.
"Oh? What made you come here, specifically?" Villain pried.
There was a glint of suspicion in Hero's eyes that no one else would have seen. "I heard the coffee was good," they answered vaguely.
Ah, a lie - though well hidden, Villain would admit. Who knew the hero was so good at acting? They'd have to remember that in the future.
They could see Hero gearing up to ask something else in return but Villain stood with an apologetic smile when their alias was called at the counter.
"It was nice talking to you. Enjoy your coffee." They excused themself with easy pleasantries, as if they really were just strangers.
Hero nodded idly and pretended not to watch them as they left.
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puddleslimewrites · 11 months
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Physics Lesson
Part 2
TW: gun/gun mention
Villain leaned over Hero's shoulder. "What are you working on?"
Hero startled badly and looked around, eyes wide. "My god, don't scare me like that. Uh..." They blinked, realizing they didn't recognize the person's face.
Villain gave a disarming smile that would have had anyone else fooled. "You don't recognize my voice?" The villain leaned closer, fingers digging into Hero's shoulders and delighting in the way their enemy froze up at the touch. With a mild-mannered grin on their lips, they practically purred in their ear. "I've been wondering where you disappeared to, [Hero]."
"...[Villain]." The name was barely a whisper on the hero's tongue. Their eyes darted to check their surroundings.
The library was empty, save for the bookshelves that surrounded them in the little alcove Hero had dragged this desk into.
Villain took the seat across from them. "This is a study area, yes?" They glanced at the sign on the wall to their right as if they actually needed to check. When they looked back, they tapped Hero's notebook, smile still playing on their lips. "Study with me."
Hero stared at them, expression carefully neutral. They made to get up, chair scraping softly on the carpet, but they didn't even get to bend their knees before they found the barrel of a handgun pointed at their face. "Where are you going?" Villain asked. It sounded polite, like an innocent inquiry.
Slowly, Hero scooted forward until their legs were fully underneath the table. They didn't have a weapon to defend themself, and Villain was always a quicker draw than them, anyway. As they both settled back into their seats, Hero eyed the criminal warily. What did the villain want? What could their motive be for tracking them here?
"Show me how to do- what is this?" Villain picked up one of the stray sheets of paper scattered over the desk. If they weren't being held hostage, Hero might have smiled at the way their eyes narrowed at the list of equations.
"Physics," they provided reluctantly.
"Physics." For a brief moment Hero could have sworn they saw a frown, but the mask of feigned interest was back up the next time they blinked. "This looks like math to me."
Hero actually snorted and rolled their eyes - for show, of course. If they were stuck here studying with an extra annoyance, they might as well try to relax a bit. "Yeah, that's bascially what physics is."
"Hm." The criminal discarded the reference sheet for one of the example problems. "I didn't take you for a scholar."
"Degree's not gonna get itself," Hero shrugged. They picked up their pencil, movements clearly telegraphed. The gun was put away, but they didn't want to risk getting blood on their hard work.
For a few minutes, the villain simply watched them quietly, and Hero gladly welcomed the return of silence. They had to restart the problem they were on because of the interruption, but soon they were wrapped up in their work once more. They only looked up when they got too frustrated and decided to move on the next question instead. As they reached for a fresh sheet of paper, they saw the villain examining their notes, brow furrowed as if they were trying to parse out a secret code hidden in the numbers.
Hero twirled their pencil and wondered if it was worth asking for that back. Maybe if they offered a quick explanation of the topic the villain would leave them alone. They had several questions on the tip of their tongue, but the one that came out wasn't one of them.
"How'd you even know where to find me?"
The villain grinned. It was a fiendish thing, the way the corners of their mouth stretched wide to show the whites of their teeth. "That's my little secret."
Knowing better than to pry, lest the criminal talk them in circles, Hero decided to propose an offer. "I'll teach you how to solve free fall problems," they said. "That's what you want, right? I'll show you how to do those. But only if you tell me how you found me." It wasn't a bad deal - information for information. Villain was always a fan of fair trades if they deemed the benefits to them worthy enough.
The criminal glanced between Hero and the scattered worksheets before giving a nod of agreement.
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The next time Hero looked up from the table's surface, they noticed with a small start that the overhead lights were on and that the sun had long set outside the windows. How much time had passed while they were studying?
"I got it!" Their attention was suddenly drawn back to the villain. They had a satisfied expression that Hero had never seen quite so clearly before. It was only now that they realized they weren't the only one who's identity was exposed. Their enemy had come maskeless.
"Here." The sheet of paper with the work they'd spent the last half hour on was suddenly shoved in their face. Hero let their eyes drift down to the circled number at the bottom of the page. "The question asked how long the ball was up in the air for," Villain reminded. "We found how long it took to reach the maximum height. We just forgot to-"
"-to double it," Hero finished. They dropped their head in their hands. They'd spent all that time redrawing the diagram and reworking the numbers when the solution was so simple.
Villain seemed to share the sentiment. They sat back in their chair, frustration giving way to exhaustion.
"We're stupid," Hero groaned.
"You're stupid," Villain corrected.
"This problem is stupid."
For once, they seemed to agree on something.
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Tagging: @badluck990 (Hope this counts as part of that "sort of friendly but not really" trope you asked to be tagged for <3)
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puddleslimewrites · 2 months
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Prompt #17
"So I'm not allowed to love you anymore? Is that it?"
"[Villain], no. No, that's not what I meant-" Hero sounded desperate. "Please, you have to understand-"
"Oh, I understand," Villain said fiercely. They wiped at the tears rolling down their face. Bloodshot eyes glared right into Hero's soul. "I understand perfectly well. Your job is more important than anything else. Even me."
"Villain, please-"
"No." Villain stated, firm and clear. "You want me to be less affectionate? That's fine. You don't want to be seen with me? That's fine, too. You don't want to be with me. I understand."
Hero reached out, pleading, as Villain turned to go. "I do, Villain, I do! Wait, please please-"
Villain didn't spare them the luxury of a backwards glance as they walked away.
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