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YOU THREE. I adore you. I gotta be honest I was in SUCH a slump I was NOT feelin tidbit Tuesday today. but yall are so sweet for wantin to read my nonsense I pulled my ass up by my boot straps n cranked out a lil micro fic for yall. absolutely love yall 💕🧡

The porch door slams closed hard enough to make Darry jump. Though maybe that ain't sayin' much. His nerves worn down 'n shot through. Nowadays, the echoin' note of Two's unexpected laugh is enough to make him flinch. Or the absence of things he's used to. (The laundry basket is lighter now. He's never gonna get used to that feelin'.)

Pony stalks in, shoulders already drawn up 'round his ears. It doesn't take a second look for Darry to guess the way the night'll go. He kicks off his boots haphazardly in the middle of the kitchen, doesn't bother to push them against the wall.

His eyes slide up 'n over Darry once. Just enough to know it passes over his nerves, presses lightly against 'em. The kid is askin' for somethin'. A fight. An argument. To be told off. God knows. Much less Darry. He's too tired for that. He always is. Since. Well.

"Hi Pony." Soda calls through the doorway, glancin' off the TV playin' some rerun movie. He's got his knees all pulled up into his chest, head laid down on 'em. Soda's quieter. Since.

"Hiya, Soda." He's not lettin' it get to him. He ain't. The kids in a foul mood. He's obliged to 'em now 'n then. It's fine. He wants to pretend Darry ain't there? That's fine.

"You get your test grade back, Pone?" He hopes the nickname will settle the kid's hackles. Soften the question. He doesn't want a fight. He doesn't have the energy.

Pony turns hard on his heel. Narrows his eyes hard, feelin' out for an attack. He scowls, dives a hand down into his bag 'n all but throws the test on the table.

A D. Minus. The aggravation pricks hard against Darry's skin. He needs to try harder. Or at all. He should have passed this. Easy. He knew the answers.

"Pony. Why-"

"What? What do you want me to say? I'm sorry? I ain't. I failed. I don't care." Darry should have expected it. He really should have. But the sudden lash of words catches him hard off guard. The familiar anger rises quickly. Like an old wound.

"You just never seem to use your fuckin'-" Darry cuts himself off. Glances through the open doorway to Soda. He's got his back all drawn up ramrod straight, pulled taut like a puppet on a string, head swiveled just enough that they can pretend he's actually payin' attention to the beach flick 'n not every careful word of the gearin' up argument in the kitchen.

"What?" Pony snaps his jaw once, impatiently. He's ready for a fight. Has been all afternoon. Patiently pushin' 'n pluckin' on Darry's last nerve 'til he snaps.

No. He isn't doin' it on purpose. He isn't. He's fourteen. 'N he's upset. Darry heaves in a deep breath through his nose. Pushes it back out slowly. Soda nods. Doesn't tear his eyes away from the tube. Tries to encourage him without steppin' in. 'Cause nothin' will make Pony snap like thinkin' Soda ain't on his side.

Pony opens his mouth again, snaps it shut. He picked that up from Dallas. Tumbles through his brain in a rush 'n he feels suddenly sick to his stomach.

"C'mon Darry. You wanna tell me somethin'? That I don't use my head? I never use my head enough for you. Nothin' I do makes you happy."

"Pony." Soda whips his head around, snaps. For a moment Pony backs down, looks past Darry 'n into the pleadin' eyes of his older brother. They weren't s'pposed to fight no more. For Soda. For all of 'em. 'Cause they had so little left.

"But-"

"Ponyboy." It falls out of his mouth harsher than he means it to. 'Cause Darry was always rough without meanin' to be. But he's sick of the kid wheedlin'.

"What? You wanna holler at me? What is it this time? Walkin' home alone? Not gettin' perfect grades?" He rounds on Darry with anger so sudden 'n sharp Darry could put a hand out 'n touch it. When had his little brother gotten so fuckin' angry? Did he do that?

"Pony." Soda half rises, a warnin' note low in his voice. But it falls on deaf ears. Pony's fists curl up 'n he takes a half step toward Darry, drawin' himself up on every inch he has.

"What? Tell me what to do to make you happy, Darry. Oh. I know. Get over it. Buck up. Just pretend nothin' happened like you?"

"Pony." The name comes out half strangled in Darry's mouth. 'Cause he did do that. He upset his baby brother. He always upset him.

"I bet you wish it had been me. Huh. I bet you wish it had been me instead of Dal or Johnny. I bet you sit up prayin it had been me." 'N the second the words are out of his mouth Pony's teeth clash back together, hands risin' to his lips like he could pull them from the air 'n shove them back down his throat.

Soda's shot from the couch at some point, hovers in the doorway, minute tremors that runs from his shoulders down his arms, rattle down his wrists. "Ponyboy."

But his name is swallowed up 'n swallowed down 'cause Darry don't holler. Don't shout. Takes a single step back 'n crashes straight down to the tile. There's a scuff by his knee. Dallas' too big boots. The scar in the grout from the chair Johnny used to occupy. The sound of Pony's voice in waves wish it'd been me, wish it'd been me, wish it'd been me.

"Darry?" Pony sinks down to his knees, Soda straight alongside him. There are hands on Darry's shoulders but he don't notice them, too busy pressin' palms to his eyes 'til stars explode across his vision. He can't cry. He fuckin' can't. Pony needs him to be strong. Pony needs him-

He doesn't. The force of it strangles off his breath. Chokes 'til he gasps for air 'n forgiveness 'n the power to change it all.

"Darry please." Soda's wrapped all around him. He can't do this to Soda. Pony might not need him but God Soda didn't deserve for him to fall to fuckin' pieces like this.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I don't know what to do anymore. I can't just- I don't-"

"Shhh, Darry. Shh. C'mon. Desperate hands runnin' up 'n down his spine but when he looks up he knows his eyes are red rimmed 'n wild.

Pony. His fingers diggin' vainly, scrabblin' against the linoliem. Stock still like a doe. His brows knit together, his lips move but don't say nothin'. A faint noise. Somewhere strangled deep in his throat. He sounds so, god. So young. Where had the time gone? Could he go back? What can he give? To go back?

"I love you. God kid I love you. I don't know what to do." 'N then he's rockin' back with the force of Pony hittin' his chest, curlin' into his arms 'n the memory of that kid that begged Darry to read him to sleep 'n who buried his head in Darry's neck when he skinned his knee is still there. "I'm sorry, kiddo. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm sorry-"

"No." His fingers knot in Darry's shirt 'n he presses his face so hard into Darry's neck Darry can feel his eyes as they flutter, the tears hot down his cheeks. "I'm sorry."

"I know." 'N then he's got Soda scooped up in his arms too, both his kid brothers pressed close 'n it hurts. God. Maybe it never stops hurtin'. Maybe they'll have the same argument a thousand times. Maybe tomorrow or next week or next month they will snipe at each other again. There will always be some failed test. Some shoe left in the doorway.

Maybe Darry 'n Pony will always be a lil' too alike to not fight. But he holds them close tonight. 'N makes sure they know.

"I love you. Both. I'm sorry."

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FS 14:Time to Play

Day 25 of #RampItUp1Kinktober

​​ITS MY ANNIVERSARY YALL! ONE YEAR AGO TODAY I PUBLISHED MY FIRST FIC ON THIS BLOG, THE FRESH SQUEEZE TEASER THAT FEATURED DIGGS AND LINDY.

I’m so amazed at how far this has gone and I’m grateful to all the og Bay Boys stans who welcomed me and gave love and support and those Marvel writers who inspired me to branch out. You know who you are. I loveeeee you! 💕

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x OFC Linden Marshall (you)

Summary: You decide to spark it up and play with your man.

1Kinktober Kink: Toys

Word Count 2.4K

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. RPF. SMUT! Read at your own risk, bdsm, nipple clamps, but plug, rising crop, oral (m receiving). squirting, anal, Sir kink. Not Beta’d. All errors my own. Dividers by @firefly-graphics

A/N: This is for the 25th DAY of #rampitup1Kinktober! TYSM for following me! 🧡

I Do NOT Consent to my work being reposted, translated or presented on any other blog or site other than by myself.

The newness had worn off like everyone said it would.

Daveed had shows every night and twice on the weekends. When he was off, you were in class, third year law.

No one said it would be easy, but damn, this was hard.

You stayed with Craig, and it was great for your cousin, because you paid his rent and were hardly ever there, sleeping over at Daveed’s just to spend time. And that’s all you did mostly, sleep. Sure, you got each other off, but it was quick and functional.

One thing you were sure of, was that you loved each other. You just had to get the spark back.

Daveed was taking a week off so that he could fly to LA to tie up some business. The closing was in a couple of days. You two made a date to spend quality time together before he left. Fancy restaurant, nice clothes, the works. D was excited. You were too.

Daveed picked you up from your place, and he looked good, dressy casual in a sweatshirt, jeans, and Jordans. It was chilly out so you had a wrap on, but D told you you looked great and pecked you on the cheek. He looked a little stressed.

“You good?”

Daveed looked at you in the elevator down. He pulled you into his arms.

“M sorry, Lindy. I’m in my head, just thinking of all the things I need to do.”

“Daveed. We can stay in tonight, or better yet, I’ll just let you go get ready.”

Daveed turned you around so that you were facing him. You looked up into his pretty browns.

“You are a priority Lindy. I want to spend thanksgiving me with you. I feel like I’ve been dropping the ball as a new boyfriend. You’re at the top of the list of things I have to do.” He chuckled.

You raised your eyebrow at him and gave him a peck.

“Good, because I’ve got some plans for you.”

“Oh really?”

“Umhmmmm.” The elevator doors opened and you led him out into the lobby to the waiting car.

You were seated at dinner. Daveed ordered drinks as you took off your wrap. He glanced at you and did a double take.

When the server left, Daveed asked you, “What are you wearing?”

“Oh, this top that I found when I went to Barney’s.”

“No, the… jewelery…”

Daveed was indicating the chain which came together with a “D” clasp, part of the nipple clamps that he’d given you a few weeks earlier. The D was all that was visible, and it looked like a regular necklace. No one could tell that it was connected to nipple clamps that were squeezing your nipples and causing a sweet ache in your cunt.

Daveed knew now, and he licked his lips at the memory at the last time you used some. These were an unused gift until now. He wished his eyes were lasers as he searched for the imprint of your nipples against the soft fabric of your top. He reached for his water.

“I’m glad that you are wearing that baby. How do they feel.”

“My pussy is throbbing, and ready to be filled. I want you to rub my tits with those lips, and use your saliva to give me some relief, but, I’m also hungry. So let’s eat.”

Daveed stared like he didn’t understand. He wanted to sit and talk about your nipples all night. So, he took a sip of wine and leaned back in his chair, subtly spreading his napkin on his lap and rubbing his woodie.

“Damn girl. You’re trying to get me bothered. I don’t know how I’m going to make it through this meal.”

You looked around and leaned forward. “D, if I was trying to get you bothered, I would have told you that I’m also wearing the butt plug.” Daveed almost choked on his wine.

“You okay?” You were smiling devilishly at him.

“Yeah. No.” Fuck the front. Daved was ready to bend you over the table.

You wiggled in your seat, the delicious fullness of the plug making making you have to catch your breath.

“Me too. The fullness of the plug and the aching of my nipples is making me so wet, Daveed. I’m gonna be soaked by the time we finish dinner.” You closed your eyes and licked your lips. Daveed was kicking himself for not agreeing to stay in. He had to open his own mouth to breathe.

“Fuck, Lindy.” He looked around and leaned forward over the table.

“I’m hard as rock right now.”

You grinned at him and he was about to suggest going to the restroom.

“Did you send me a picture? Like last time?” He was hoping against hope.

You lowered your eyes and then batted your lashes at him.

“No, Sir. I thought we’d enjoy our night. Take our time.”

“So that’s what’s up?” Daveed sat back. “You’re right.” His mind was spinning.

“Yes, Sir.”

You were riling him up, and you calling him Sir let him know what kind of mood you were in.

You reached for your wine.

“Do you still have the riding crop at your place?”

Daveed’s eyes went wide as the server came back by.

“Are you ready to order?”

You smiled and looked at Daveed as you said, “I need some meat.”

You two enjoyed a leisurely dinner, talking and laughing about everything else except what you two were really thinking about.

When you got up to leave, Daveed put his hand on the small of your back, long fingers extending down your bottom, the middle one in the cleave of your ass. He subtly grabbed it and you felt the pressure of the plug. You moaned a little.

Daveed was shifting from side to side, waiting for the car. He got in be back with you, closed the door, and then immediately pulled you onto his lap.

Your driver was used to you two by now, so he rolled up the partition. Daveed already had your top pulled up, not waiting until you got to his place to see you.

When he saw how the clamps looked, gripping your engorged nipples, he started drooling, and then grabbed you by the ass to pull you closer.

His warm breath on them made you hotter and you squirmed in his lap.

“So fucking gorgeous.”

Daveed found the plug through your pants, and pressed it, causing you to arch your back and shove your tits in his face.

“Oh my god Daveed. I need….”

Daveed was staring and licking his lips, but he wasn’t using them how you thought he should be.

“Tell me… what do you need.” His voice was at bass now, rumbling through you straight to your clit.

“I need you….”

Daveed pressed the butt plug intermittently, pushing it in and out incrementally and causing your pussy to clench around nothing.

“You need me where?”

He looked up in your eyes.

“I need you everywhere.” And then you started grinding on his rock hard dick on the backseat.

“Want me to suck you off, Sir? I will swallow it all like a good girl. I’ll let you fuck my throat, my tits, my cunt, my ass. It’s all for you…”

Daveed was panting at your words and leaned his forehead against yours as you moved on his lap. He didn’t want to start anything in this car because he felt like putting you under the ground.

He cheered when the car stopped in front of his building. He grinned.

“Come on.” He pulled your top down and practically carried you out of the car. The man actually threw you over his shoulder and sprinted with you through the lobby to the elevator.

When you got in and the doors closed, he still had you over his shoulder. You were lightheaded enough, but this was over the top.

“You can put me down now.”

Daveed swatted you on the ass, grinning when you moaned at the sensation with the butt plug.

“What was that?”

“I don’t even fucking know…” You moaned as he gave you a few more swats.

Theelevator opened on his floor and he was at his door opening it in no time, striding through the apartment and throwing you on the bed.

“Take off your clothes and assume the positon.” You stood up and disrobed, going and sitting on your knees beside the bed. You felt the deep pile of the rug you picked out for these occasions and you could feel any uncertainty fade away.

You could hear and not see Daveed undress, because your eyes were cast down.

He asked and you answered with your safe words.

“Is it true that you’re dripping for me?”

“Yes, Sir.”

It was true. Your thighs were soaked with your slick. The hands that you’d placed on your thighs were itching to touch yourself for some relief, but you didn’t dare. You heard a drawer open and you smiled.

Daveed flicked the crop under your chin and lifted it.

“What are you smiling for? Do you think I’m gonna let you cum?” Your smile dropped.

“You tried to top me tonight, trying to get me off guard in the restaurant with your little stunt. I think you need to be punished for that.”

Daveed could tell from your expression that you liked that idea very much, but he didn’t say anything. His dick was bobbing and leaking and aching for your holes. And he needed to feel you cum around him. But you didn’t have to know that right now.

He trailed the braided leather crop down your neck to your sternum, and around both breasts. He softly moved them against your nipples and you moaned.

“Do they hurt?”

“A little, yes, Sir.”

“Oh, well we need to fix that.” Then he swatted both nipples and you keened, the pain/pleasure making your clit hard and vibrate.

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Good Girl.”

Daveed admired your face, which was a mixture of agony and ecstasy. “Stand up. Here, let me help you.” He grabbed the chain and you scrambled to your feet as he literally pulled you by your nipples to stand up. You couldn’t breathe.

Daveed grabbed you by your neck and admired you some more, then started trailing soft kissed from your mouth, down your neck to your nipples, finally laving them with his saliva and easing the pounding just a little.

He moved the crop down your belly to your pussy, then rubbed it bodly against your clit. You wantonly rubbed against it, relieved and desparate for the sensation. He took it out and waved it in your face.

“Look at that.” You focused on the crop and it was soaked. “Naughty girl.”

Daveed moved the crop and spanked your clit a few times, and when you started thanking him, pushed it into your pussy, pushing it as far as it would go inside you.

“You like that, hunh?”

“N-not as much as your dick, Sir.”

Daveed smiled. “Good girl. You always know what to say.” He withdrew the crop and brought it to your mouth. “Suck.”

You opened your mouth and sucked, making eye contact with him. You sucking off the riding crop didn’t last long before he pulled it out of you and pushed you down on your knees.

“My turn.” He pushed his long dick into your lips and you opened wide to accept him.

“Remember what you said in the car.” You nodded and said, “Yes, Sir, around his dick, which caused him to push deep into your throat.”

You sucked and gagged and drooled all over his dick until your jaw was sore, but it was worth it to see Daveed’s reactions. You tasted a little cum down his throat before he pulled out, dragged you up and threw you over the bed, face first.

Daveed grabbed the connected nipple clamps from the back as he entered your soaked, aching pussy from behind. You buried your face in the mattress and screamed as he stretched you out, the sensation never getting old. Daveed pulled the chain connected to your throbbing nipples with one hand and pushed the plug in and out of your ass with the other.

The feeling of both inside you was sending you hurtling through space to your orgasm and you crashed, squirting all over Daveed as he pulled the nipple clamps off with one tug.

“Fuck, shit, that pussy feels so gotdamn good.”

Daveed pumped you through the waves of pleasure coursing through you.

He looked down and pulled the butt plug out, which tipped off an aftershock orgasm while you lay gasping on the bed. He watched your tighter hole, stretched out and winking at him and pulled out of your pussy while he reached in the bedside table for the lube.

He squirted the cold liquid which was strangely soothing after the plug and then you felt his dick slide into that hole.

“Oh Fuccckkkkkkkk!”

Daveed exclaimed as your eyes rolled back in your head from pleasure.

It felt good after hours of preparation, and you were relaxed and needy for it. Daveed used you for his pleasure which became yours.

‘Holy Shit, Daveed! Feels...so...good!” Your voice was unrecognizable from screaming.

“Fuck!” shouted Daveed.

You both came at the same time, wringing the most intense orgasm from your tired body.

You must have fallen asleep standing and slumped over on the bed, because the next thing you knew, Daveed was carrying you into the bathroom and making you go.

Then, he helped you into the tub and climbing in behind you.

“Damn. That was the shit, girl. I love you.” He kissed your temple. “Are you okay?”

Daveed was afraid of how intense he could get physically.

“I’m more than okay. I’m great. That was indeed the shit. I love you.”

You turned around and kissed him, which turned into making out, which turned to slow sensual love making in the tub.

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^ literal light of my life i whshshdhjsjsshsjjidkfjgb????@???????!?!?@?!!?!!@@?

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LOOK AT THIS LOOK AT THIS LOOK AT THIS I LOVE HER I LOVE HER I LOVE HER I LOVE HER I LOVE HER I LOVE HER I LOVE HER I LOVE HER I LOVE HER I LOVE HER I LOVE HER I LOVE HER I LOVE HER SO MUCH gOD HOWS SHE SO ADORABLE.....................WHAT THE HECK🌻💟❤❤⚡💙🌩💓👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💓🧡🌻❤💟💛💘💛🌠💛💋🌼🌻🌻💫⚠️💞💗⚡⚠️🌩💫💗💘🧡🌻🌩💛⚡❤❤💚💞💟💞⚠️🌼🧡🍋💛⚡❤👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💌💓🌼💘💟💫🌼🌼💓🌩💓💚⚠️💫🌠💟❣💘❣💘💋💫💞👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🍋⚠️🌼🌈💓🌈💓❣💘❤💝💚💖✨💖💜⚠️💖💝💖🌈💕🌈💝💚💙💝❤❣💟🌠💘💞👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🧡💚💌✨💕👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💙👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💙💕💗🌻🌠💛💖💓💋⚡🌈💛💗💙💘💙💗🌻🌻💟💛💖🌼⚡💞💛💙❣💗💟🍋🌠💝💘💫❤💘❣💚💖💞🌩💞💛💝💛❤💜❤👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💓👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💌💕💌💕💚✨💞💌🌈💙🌈💫💌🧡💌🧡💓💟🌩🌼👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🍋💋💘💫🌈💕🌈💕👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💌💜⚠️✨💞💫❤💫💓💟💟⚡💕🌻🍋❣💋💓🧡💌⚠️💛💙💙💛🌩❤💕💟💌🌈💫💓💫💗❣💟❣🌩💖🍋🍋⚠️🧡❤⚠️✨💗✨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💞👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🌈👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💓💚💝⚡🌼💕🌠💕💟💟💌💙✨💫💝💘💕💟💘🌩💓💟🌈🌈💖💌👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💜💕💝💌✨💚💓⚡💋💓💋🌠💙🍋💙💙💘💗⚡💝🌼🌩🍋💖🌻🍋⚠️⚠️💜💟💌💫💌💫🌈💞💝🌈💕🌈💕💛💓👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩❣🌼🌼💛🌼💛🌼🌻❣🌻💫🧡💋🧡💚🌠✨🌠❤⚡❤💫💗🌼💙❣💛👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🧡💌💘💫⚠️🌼💝💝🌼💕💓💚👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💚👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🌈🌼💙🌼💛❣💛💓🌻🌻⚡💛🧡💋❤💚✨⚠️❤🧡💫🧡🌩🌼💛❣💛🌼🌠🌠💌🌈💫🌈💞💜❣💙🌩🌩💙🌩❣🌼💓🌈🌻🌈⚡🌈🌼🌈🌈💓❣🍋💞👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💚🍋💟💝💟💗👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🌻💕🌻🍋🌼💟💙💓❣💫💚💌💙💙💌💓❣💖💙🍋❣🍋💜💕💞👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩❣💓💚⚠️💫💝💫💝❤💝❤💘⚠️💗✨💟👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🌼🍋💋💝💋👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🌼💟💛💫💛👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💖💝❣💝⚠️💗🌩🌠❤💫❣💓⚡💜⚡💌🌩💓🌠💖❤💝💕💕👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💟💟💌🌠👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💖💟❣💘💜💗💜💗⚡⚠️🌠⚠️💘💙💌👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💌❣💜💌⚡❣🌩💘🌠❤💌💖💫⚠️💝⚠️👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩❣👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💌💟🌼✨💌💟💖👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💖⚠️💜💘🍋❤🌼💫🧡💚🍋🌠💜🌠💖🌈💖⚡🌩❣🌠💘💖💚❤❤👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💫🌼💚💞💖🌻💕💫🌼💝💌👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🌠💝💖❣⚡💘💞💫🧡💗🧡❣🌻🌻💙🌼⚠️🌩🌩❣⚠️🌠💞🍋💌💝🌻💝🌻💛💘💋💋🌻💋💝🌩✨🌈✨🌈👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💜✨💕🌈💗💜💗✨🌠✨🌻💓🌻💝🌠🌩🌠💞🌻💞💞💞💘🌠💜🧡🌻💗💝💗🌻💛💝💛🍋💋🍋❤🍋💫🌻⚠️🌻💞💙❣👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💘👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💘👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💕🌈✨💜✨💜👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💟💗💖💫🌼💚💓⚠️💕⚠️🍋💗💝💕🌻👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩❣💘🧡💜🌠💟🌠💟💕🌻💓🌻💚💝⚠️💙💙💌💝💌💚⚡🧡⚡⚠️💌💞🌩💛❤💋💗🌠🧡💟👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💜👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💝💙💘🌈💕🌈💕🍋💓💟💚💕💝❣💜❣⚠️💓💞💕🌼💘❣🧡💖🧡💖🧡🌈💫🌠💖💖💚💙💜🌈💜🌈💝🍋💙💚⚡💘💌❣🍋❣🍋💜💕💓💝💓💝🌻💜💓💞💗❤👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💫✨🌈💖💙💘💙💚💌🧡🌩💚✨💝✨💚💝🌠💜💗💞🌈✨💞✨🌼💗💛🌈💖🌈💫💌👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💝💚🌈🧡💙🌈⚠️👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💞💖💋💛🧡💌🍋💟❤💟💟💗💟👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩⚡💌⚡🌈🌩🌼💘💘❤⚡💓🌠🌻🌩💕💟💟🍋💖🍋💞💌💖💌💙💌💛💛🍋🧡👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💛💗💋❤💛💓💛✨💖💜💞💞🌼

might be a little bit obsessed with her. maybe more than a little. Might be so unbelievably enamoured with her that it consumes my entire being every day amd i just wanna keep her all to myself and be with her in her arms 25/8 and i dont wanna think abt what id have to do if someone tried to take her from me. BUT THATS FINE RIGHTTTTTTTTT YALL KNOW WHAT I MEAN BC WHY ELSE WOULD U BE FOLLOWING ME HERE <3 hhoh my god km having a thoight one second.well im just thinkign abt her following me aroujd and taking pictures of me to put on her walls which is nothing new but also THE CUTE LIL GIGGLES AND EXPRESSIONS SHE WOULD MAKE TOO G O D SHES SO ADORABLE LITERALLY SHE COULD BE DOING ANYTHING FROM HOLDING MY HAND TO GIVING SOMEONE MORE VOLTS TO THE HEAD THAN AN ELECTRIC CHAIR WOULD JUST BC THEY TRIED TO GET TOO CLOSE TO ME AND SHE WOULD BE SO FREAKING CUTE AND PRETTY AND LOVELY IM LOSIJG MY MIND.LIKE THIS

O KMY HEART IS BEATING TOO FAST I AHOULD PROBABLY STOP BEFORE I ACTUALLY FAINT?BUT I DONT WANT TO <3 LOOK AT THIS

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Happy Birthday my darling Rook!!!

I hope you’re having a wonderful day today. May this year bring you only the best things. Hope you’re happy and healthy all year long. & may you make lots of joyful memories with friends and family this year too. Happy birthday!!! Hugs!!!💞💞💘💗💗💘💞💞💝💗💗💝💝💞💘💗💗��💞💝💗💗💞💞💗💗💗💞💞💘💕💞💝💘💗💓💞💞💖

NESSA 💛🥺💖☀️🥰😭😭😭😭😭 THANK YOU!!! 💜💜💜🤧🤧🧡🧡🧡 i had a lovely day and yall have made it Better <3

this is so kind and sweet and dear to me <3 thank u soooo much beloved i hope all the same to you and i hope u know ur a very cherished mutual!!! hugs !!! 🥺🥺