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Hello friends,

I know that I've been absent from this page, and honestly, I'm honored and love to see the reblogs, likes, and comments, but I feel bad just leaving it hanging.

I don't want to give anyone false hope if anyone has any for this page, but I really haven't been interested in writing, not as of late anyways.

My dog, who I've loved and grew up with, has cancer. My health has taken a serious decline with serious heart complications and my illnesses leaving me exhausted and in pain. My hearing as declined to around less than 50% in each ear, my love for listening to music and writing has drastically taken a hit. I never really "came out" as chronically Ill, but I am. I was born with a list of serious illnesses that have been giving me endless issues recently.

I don't want to give up on it entirely, but long random hiatus with little to no warning can and may happen, I hope to continue writing when I can.

To anyone reading or writing on Tumblr with health issues to escape them, thank you. You provide me and many others with a distraction, you mean the world to a lot of people, you just don't know it yet. Thank you for giving me endless things to read, giggle, cry, or rage while I recover physically and mentally.

P.s Happy pride month!

-Fate/Eris ♡

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I can write again!

(I finally bought a new PC! Sorry for the wait it was like 1,200$ pc, and it took forever to save up to get)

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Charaters I wanna write about (might sprinkle in some men)

● Emily Prentiss (Criminal Minds)

● Ghost/Simon Riley (Cod)

● Soap/ John Mactavish (Cod)

● Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds)

● Aaron Hotchner (Criminal Minds)

● I also want to take requests of other characters people want me to write for.

I currently read and watch a lot of shows, so I'm willing to play/watch/read anything to get to know thar character before I write for them. Fell free to request or comment on this with any request, I can also separate the male characters from this blog and make a separate.

THIS DOES NOT MEAN IM STOPPING WRITING FOR KATE OR VALERIA, I WILL 1000% KEEP WRITING FOR THEM I LOVE WRITING FOR THEM.

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HELLO HELLO! Happy New Year! From 1 to 10, how would you rate 2023? (10 being the BEST YEAR OF YOUR LIFE and 1 being the worst year)

It's not my first time reading your work (which is amazing), but it's my first time making a request in your blog. I don't see one of those posts with the rules and boundaries to make a request soooo I hope this isn't disrespecting any of your rules.

Valeria Garza could have any woman she wants by her side. But not her personal assistant (reader). Reader always kindly reject valeria every time she invites her on a date or for a drink. Valeria never understand why but respect her decision.

One day valeria finds out reader is a single mother!!

Reader rejects valeria not because she's not interested but because she thinks when valeria finds out she has a kid, she would change her mind.

Take your time and take care 🫶

Valeria x Single mother

A/N: This is lightly edited as most posts might be for a bit, I'm just finishing all the drafts I left hanging and editing them as much as I can for the night. Thank you Anon for this idea and I have some fluff one-shots for this idea I might post as well. As for my 2023, it was rough so I would say 2 or 3 for most of it but it did have some nice times. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!

TW: Mentions torture and hints to murder, child is gn! but referred to as beautiful.

Loving a woman who runs Las Almas would be a mistake, a huge mistake you always told yourself. Moving here to Las Almas to get away from the man who threatened everything you loved was one thing but to fall in love with a woman who was more dangerous than him was something you cursed at yourself for even thinking about it mentally every day.

The day you caved and took her offer to become some sort of secretary was one that you wish you could regret, but you often didn’t. The pay was great, giving you the chance to give you and your child something you dreamed of the day you had them. Stability. All you did was show people to her office and answer calls that weren’t the dangerous kind. Sometimes you’d keep track of whatever accounts she trusted you with and make sure nothing was coming in or out unexpectedly, easy enough.

You worked efficiently while you thought of the thing that usually plagued your mind, why you? She must have had hundreds of not thousands of people at her disposal, so why you? You didn’t let yourself think too deeply about it as the fear of losing the comfortable life you had made for you and your child over the now two years you worked for her.

You rarely missed days, only taking a few when your kid was sick or needed you, often saying instead that you were sick, she didn’t question it and never told you off for taking a day or two, only eyeing you slightly when you arrived back.

Valeria was always impressed with your work, she didn’t at first need a secretary, rather using it as an excuse to get closer to the woman who ran through her thoughts often when she first heard of a beautiful outsider's arrival to Las Almas, nothing came up that made her worry, and the few things she trusted you with at first always stayed in her inner circle so you were trustworthy, even if the things she told you at first were false, tests to see if the info would end up anywhere else.

As the months went on things got more comfortable, as she hoped they would. Hoping her little flirtatious comments would get through, they did most of the time, not that you weren’t quick to offer a small smile but quickly get back to the point of the conversation. The gifts she gave were met with endless thank you’s and a small smile before she'd find the items worth of money back into one of her accounts soon after.

Valeria was getting slightly impatient and confused, She could have anyone she wanted as most were at her feet, willing to receive gifts of her wealth that she rarely personally used on anything but well-made clothes or the standard needs for herself. Why weren’t you cracking? Why were you evading her efforts so well? Why were you so unwilling to take a gift, other than a holiday bonus? Many others have asked for this and tried to get close to El Sin Nombre for the same treatment you received.

The weekend rolled around again and like always she walked by your empty desk where you had always left a reminder sticky note for her, something that needed to be done over the weekend when you couldn't remind her yourself. She huffed and kept walking, taking a stroll through the streets of her empire for something to do wasn’t the worst idea, you told her many times to try it, and this once she did.

At first, Valeria walked with her men trailing her far back, looking as if they were too just strolling the bustling streets in the crowds. The store windows and many street vendors had nothing she could think of getting you that you wouldn’t return or pay her back for anyway. Valeria’s eyes scanned the street, and the people, many times over, until she spotted you being pulled around by a child who looked strikingly similar to you, you had an exhausted smile as you followed the kid seemingly pulling your arm off as you nodded and watched as the kid pointed to some toy a vendor was selling, she walked through the small crowds as she got closer to hear you talking, you were asking if they were sure if that's what they wanted, the kid nodded quickly, your back was to her but she could already tell that was you, and that was your child that held on tightly to your clothes with a tight fist, anxiously.

Before you could get out the money for the toy Valeria already paid for it, you looked over to her with a smile that fell into shock, the one secret you had desperately held on to, the one thing you had feared her finding out was now indisputable, there was nothing you could say to sway her otherwise. You stood there frozen before clearing your throat and trying to think of something, anything to say.

“Thank.. You.” You finally mumbled out before you looked down to see the toy already in their hands as they moved it around in the air, some dragon toy they had asked for many times, a toy they had only seen a few times because you didn’t want Valeria’s men to see you and possibly report back to her, you were so careful, your head felt like it was building with pressure, the soft thrumming your blood pumping through your veins filled your ears as you assumed they, like your face, were bright red.

Valeria noticed the shock and fear immediately, she wasn't a stranger to people looking at her like this, yet until now you hadn’t. You always had a polite smile and kind words to offer, even small talk when you both had the chance. Valeria was perfect at keeping her emotions hidden, yet this time she struggled to not react in any way to the fear that was so prevalent on your face that it looked like she had tied you to the chair and was getting ready to torture you.

Your mind was racing with anything to say or to do, but you felt paralyzed. She wouldn’t harm you but would she stop talking to you? Offering you small compliments and the job if she found out you were taking sick days for your child instead? You knew Valeria had a soft spot in her somewhere but were you in it?

“They’re beautiful, they look just like you,” Valeria said before offering them a piece of candy from the vendor, which she quickly paid for. Of course, they took it excitedly, with a small thank you before putting it in their mouth.

“Thank you… Again. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, I just didn’t want you to worry I wouldn’t be there or that I.. single mothers are somewhat frowned upon sometimes and I-” You rambled on filled with anxiety that felt like the world around you was louder and brighter than before.

Valeria saw this quickly, how anxious you were, how you pulled your child behind you and pressed them against you, for a moment she wished she had a mother who was willing to stand in front of someone deadly and still put themselves between it all. She offered her normal smile and a laugh, hoping to ease your worries.

“I’m not worried, I’m guessing this is why you always told me no to my many advances,” Valeria said with an amused tone, finally realizing it wasn’t that you weren’t interested, but rather you were worried she’d perceive you differently. Valeria was happy to know that her killing that man who ended up putting hits out on you and hunting you down wasn’t a terrible Idea. She could see the smallest resemblance to the father's in the child's face.

“I don’t want anyone in my life that isn't supportive or willing to help me take care of my child, they are my priority, always.” You said as the confidence slowly filled your town, the protectiveness Valeria could see in your eyes.

Before Valeria could say another word, she watched as your child begged to be picked up which you obliged, struggling to carry the bags with everything else. Valeria sighed and clicked her tongue in disagreement while shaking her head before she slid the bags off of your shoulders and tilted her head for you to lead the way to wherever else you were headed.

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Hi I have some ideas for Valeria ( if you need something 😆)

1. Movie night with a fem reader, we know Valeria is cold and heartless but for her girlfriend...she can be a total sweetheart. Reader finally convinced Valeria to watch a cartoons with her ( I love cartoons 🙈) so they take some snacks and go watch cartoons. Unfortunately reader fall asleep after an hour and that was a moment when Valeria realized how good and safe she feels with her girlfriend

2. Valeria had a stressful day (obviously 😅) when she finished her work only thing she wanted to do was to go to sleep. She went to her bedroom but she couldn't find her girlfriend (reader) so she went to find her. Reader was in the kitchen cooking something for both of them when Valeria found her. A lot of fluff ,maybe some sexual tension who knows 😆

I have a lot if ideas and your stories are always sooo good and I think it might be interesting 😆 I hope you like it

Thank you 🖤

Reader x Valeria

TW: Possible sexual content viewer discretion is advised

Okay so, Authors note, I had taken such a long time off of writing that I had to rewatch all of the Valeria scenes to make sure I wrote the character as closely as I could get. This didn’t take long but, yea. I also went and found a laptop with a great deal so I use it just for writing and can now write whenever I want instead of having to write only on my desktop that's having some minor issues right now. I would like to apologize again for the large wait in between posts as I have a lot of things going on with my mental and physical health. I kept trying to get back into writing but every time I would I’d end up sick, at the doctor's for some reason, or just not in the mood to write. I also have been getting into other shows and games so might expand the characters and fandoms I write for. This is the 2nd prompt btw I will work on editing the first prompt draft after I post this.

Lightly edited as I wanted to post something ASAP!

She ended up taking longer than even her normal long days, finding herself up to her eyes in work and calls that had to be done soon to move her products smoothly as some unforeseen hitches had ruined her previous plans with ease. Her office was now shrouded in dark other than the two lamps she had turned on absentmindedly. Her last call was the longest and most infuriating one as luck would have it, her foul words being muttered under her breath and she slammed her phone down and left the office she found stuffy and claustrophobic after sitting in it ceaselessly.

Valeria was a busy woman, of course, often keeping her empire running wasn't a small feat. Her days weren’t the standard eight hours as most were, after your busy schedule that kept you busy for eight to nine hours of the day. After work, you often waited around for her while relaxing and walking about the endless villa she called home.

Her mind was fuzzy with stress and exhaustion as the night before was restless and short, her morning with you being cut short had made the day already negative, only making her day longer and filled with her having an even shorter fuse. She yearned for sleep, to hold you in her arms while she listened to you ramble about the simple things that kept your mind busy and happy.

The trudging steps became lighter as she got closer to your shared bedroom where she half expected you to be in bed curled up either asleep or awake pouting and waiting for her with some small comment about how long you waited for her.

Instead, when she opened the door to get ready for bed you were gone, her eyebrows pinched together and furrowed in frustration. Her thoughts were filled with endless questions and fear? She scanned the room again to see the clothes she had seen you in when you had visited her office before were thrown into the hamper hanging off of the side of it messily. With a slightly agitated huff, she began opening doors down the hall in search of you, the bathrooms were cool and the mirror wasn't fogged up meaning you weren’t there, so she headed down the stairs before a sent of warm food led her to the kitchen, her eyebrows raised as she found you wearing an oversized sweater and short thin sleeping shorts that you usually wore to bed after she bought them for you on a particularly hot day a year or so ago.

“What are you doing?” She finally spoke with a slightly playfully mocking tone, making you jump while you leaned back and forth and mouthed the lyrics of the song you were listening to in your earbuds.

“I was making us something to eat, I tried to lay down but I got snacky and bored waiting.” You said after quelling your quickened heart and letting out a small breath.

“I had calls to make and the idiots on the other side weren’t listening.” She muttered with a small hint of frustration before she moved to stand behind you, her arms wrapping around you before they moved under your hoodie so slowly that your mouth slacked and goosebumps raised on your arms and the back of your neck.

“Let's eat and head to bed.” She hummed out in your ear with a small teasing and cocky laugh.

You offered a nod and plated the food before her hand slipped into your loose shorts making you lean forward onto the counter, your stomach tensing as a gasp escaped your lips. 

The food, sat on the counter cold you realized as you watched her sleeping soundly, the subtle soft snore making your lips turn up into a small smile.

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Hi I just wanted to say that your work is amazing but obviously your health is the most important, so take care of yourself and remember we love you 😘😘😘

Okay okay, this made me tear up because I didn't think anyone still looked here, and honestly, I might post some drafts tonight as I have no plans, so I can take some relaxing time to write. Thank you Anon this meant a lot to me, and I plan to schedule some posts if I can as well!

-Z

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Am I still writing? Good question random, possibly devoted followers of mine. I am still writing. I am currently in intense therapy, and the meds make me exhausted. I'm working on the Valeria x Reader and hoping to work on more Kate x Reader. I kinda hate most of what I've posted here, but some may like it so it can stay. I'll be back to writing when I'm not in a severely negative mindset. I also have posted things, but I'm also physically disabled and my doctors are switching my medications around for a less painful existence. See you when I see you.

-Z

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So this relates to my last poll, so if you're confused, go look at it for any info.

Anyways, this poll is about how you want the chapters posted.

Chapter by chapter would be the fastest for posting

A few chapters at a time might take longer

All of it at once would be the longest wait.

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I'm working on a HUGE Valeria x Reader Project that will be the length of a small book. It's so far going great, and I hope to post the first chapter or a preview of it soon, question is..

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guess who just spent 30 bucks for the new cod battlepass bacause KATE LASWELL. 😩‼️

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Valeria x reader, but the reader is a bright-eyed, hopeful, almost innocent person in her eyes as she sees her younger self in you. She watched you after you joined to help Alejandro. She watched Alejandro and his forces but not as closely as she did now. She wanted to show you what she saw, so what better way than to lure you into her lies as she corrupts the world around you. You vent to her endlessly, of course. How much you despised El Sin Nombre is something you spoke about every date as you walked the streets that you could swear El Sin Nombre was watching your date, you'd feel your mind ache as you tried to think of a way to keep Valeria safe.

That was until she purposely revealed herself after she had sunken her teeth into you deep enough that you, like the rest of Las Almas, were wrapped around her finger. She showed you the night she watched you break down as you lost hope for the world around you, feeling like it was pointless anyway. She had carefully picked her comforting words until she knew it was time to strike, to ruin you as the world had done to her. Of course, she was happy to be the one who showed you how terrible the world was, how she controlled it all, and how you had given her Alejandros every move and plan on your dates.

You could see her wolfish grin as you looked at her with a tear stained face. You had been feeding the beast you aimed to take down. You had ruined it all. You were the driving force behind her recent harsher and deadlier strategies. You had given her everything she needed, and suddenly, it was a checkmate. You had told her exactly where, and when Alejandro had guessed where El Sin Nombre would be, information Valeria had fed you without you realizing it.

She watched as your face turned to one of pure horror and fear as you realized you had led Alejandro into a death sentence because you trusted her, you would have died for her. You had no reason to doubt her. The world had begun spinning as you fell to your knees before her. You had done exactly as she wanted, as she planned. She was almost as dangerous as a devil. You had thought maybe she was one, now at least.

"A devil in disguise."

(I'm posting drafts of ideas I didn't think were good/people wouldn't want. If you do, let me know.)

P.s. I have a chapter of this written, but again, I was worried it wasn't that great of an idea. If you want me to post it, I 100% can.

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Just got this wild thought, Valeria x Wife, but the reader finds out what exactly she does after she gets captured, put in jail, then breaks out. You find out only after she breaks out as she comes home expecting you to be in bed, but you see her covered in blood.

Instead of doing anything to hide it, she just admits it all and basically becomes an even larger villain. She reveals that she had set up your ex girlfriend she had convinced you to leave for her by making it look like she was cheating, everything she reveals shows that she was truly behind and in control of it all.

I wanna write this.. question is should l?

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You couldn't remember.

TW: Mention and talk of death, grief, and other heavy topics. No comfort. Ambiguous Character. Barely edited. Sorry </3

Life unlike most things isn’t meant to have a satisfying end, the movies you’ve watched up until now mostly had endings that left you letting out a sigh of content as the screen faded to black and the comfortable night slowly wined down to a comfortable end.

This end wasn’t satisfying. 

Life is an uncomfortable experience with the chance your movie will end sooner than you’d planned with the exact amount of control you had as you watched the movie. In these quiet moments, you never expected to be content with your progress, that you’d actually try to accept what life has to offer, and with your previous memories that left a sour taste in your mouth and a numb feeling in your head it was hard, but you tried.

So when you looked at her lifeless body lying uncomfortably still you expected something to snap, something to make your mind less fuzzy, in the movies they did not portray grief or guilt in the same way you could feel it now. It wasn’t hitting you yet, that this was the last time you’d see her other than in photos you took in the past. You expected the sky to darken and the rain to start softly pattering down on you, but it didn’t. The morning dew still slowly soaked through your pants, and the sun still shined down on her perfectly. 

Nothing changed in that moment, her eyes glazed over slowly as they looked with a scarily empty stare at the sky that held nothing for you. Tears poured down your cheeks as you slowly blinked them away desperately. You wanted something, anything to make your mind snap out of this emotionless trance it had stuck you in, it felt as if your mind was refusing to accept that she had died. She was dead. You repeat that in your oddly quiet mind, the pleas that you hoped would reach somewhere you couldn't fathom. 

Denial.

Before you stood you ran your hands through her hair one final time, the soft strands of hair felt so soft and comforting as you usually played with her hair while she lay in bed next to you every night, the same smell of hair conditioner made your hand smell with the usual fruity fragrance. You had just helped her pick it out because the store didn’t have her usual favorite. Did she like it? You had forgotten to ask.

You wished in that moment for it to hit you so your mind would react in the way you expected it to, but you were stuck with a blank expression and tears trickling down, another thing you couldn’t control. You were getting tired of losing control, of not having control. She always told you it would be okay, that you would understand why emotions were seemingly harder for you to grasp but even in this moment you didn’t believe her. You wanted to be angry, sad, anything that wasn’t this numb feeling that left you looking like a pale statue next to her.

Grief isn’t fair, but is anything? Why is your mind thinking of everything and anything but this moment right now? You wanted to focus but nothing came to mind other than what you had to do, which was stand up letting her body slowly and gently slide into the wet grass, fold her arms gently over her chest, and grab the metallic chain that held her tags with your shared last name. The clothes you had helped wash and fold still smelt like the detergent you both picked out at the store the other day, over the smell of warm metal that now tainted her usual sweet and clean scent that you had grown accustomed to over the years.

What did others do when they experienced this? Did they speak to them? Is there an etiquette you never learned?  What were you meant to do now? After everything from the first moment you could remember to this very second, was it supposed to rush past you like a summer wind you couldn’t catch? Were the memories of your love supposed to have a cinematic montage in your head while you screamed and begged for this to all change? Nothing could change this, although you wished it could you didn’t know if you were supposed to do something specific. 

Before you could think about it you knelt down and took the ring you had both picked out that day in the expensive overcrowded shop and put it on the chain that her tags hung on, the tags moving against each other as you fumbled with the clasp for a moment before sliding the ring on, letting it fall against the metal tags with a metallic sound that almost mimicked the sound of change in a pocket. Did you remember to take all of the change out of her pockets before you put her pants in the washer last night? You couldn’t remember. 

You couldn’t remember. 

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2024 Event Plans!

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Dates not planned (yet):

Kate Laswell, the alphabet! 26 days of oneshots

> 26 days where you all vote from a list of three (not so) ambiguous titles that start with that days letter. This event goes on at the same time as Valeria's.

Valeria Garza, the alphabet! 26 days of oneshots

> 26 days where you all vote from a list of three (not so) ambiguous titles that start with that days letter. This event goes on at the same time as Laswells.

500 follower event! (Starts when we hit 500 followers.

>5 posts a day for a week with a bonus request being posted at the end of each day. Every 500 followers, a larger and longer event will happen!

Dates planned (ish):

Easter weekend writing binge!

> The weekend before Easter, there will be 3 posts a day, 2 being pre planned and 3 being voted on/requests.

Writetober 30 days of posts!

> Starting October 1st, there will be 2 posts every day until the 31st, where there will be 10 posts voted on throughout the month.

Writesgiving a week of posts!

> 7 days before Thanksgiving, I will be posting 2 posts every day until the day of where I will post 3 voted on posts/requests

Birthday bash!

> 1 post will be posted every day from the 1st of December to the 17th of December. This goes along with Writemas

Writemas!

> Starting December 1st, 2 posts will be posted until December 25th. On Christmas day, there will be 3 posts. This goes along with my birthday bash posts.

[There will be posts outside of events. These posts bay be short, rejected drafts, rejected ideas for events, requests that I feel have been waiting a long time, funny idea scraps, ect.]

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Rules for submitting? And when are you going to do another event?

-🎉

Rules for submitting!

¤ Don't ask for any overly personal information. If I wanted you to know, I'd tell you. I won't get mad, but I will skip the question or ignore you. (Ex: "Where do you live?" Will be ignored, "How are you, how tall are you, do you like XYZ, Ect." Will not.)

¤Compliments/nick names are okay! Call me whatever I don't mind.

¤ If you are anon and put an emoji, I'll 100% call you that, and I'll make sure to put a taken anon list on my pinned post. If you don't, I'll just call you anon.

¤ Please be 18+ if you are going to request anything or really outwardly interact with me or my posts. I don't have the time with college and taking care of my mom to look through every blog and find out your age. Most people can lie either way. I do post fluff, but some of my content can be disturbing or harmful to viewers. Every post is basically "Viewers discretion is advised" it's more for your safety. I rarely interact with my followers personally, if ever. I do thank you all for following/interacting with my posts, but don't DM me or ask for any 18+ content under 18.

¤ If you request something smut related, I kinda suck at writing smut, so it might take longer or just never get posted, I'm terrified of writing it terribly, I am practicing in my off time when I get the chance but I may take some time.

¤If your ask takes what seems like forever, I'm sorry. I am currently recovering RSV, I have college classes and studies to attend to, and I just have limited time to write, so when I do, it's usually for an event coming up. Your request might be used in an event.

¤If you aren't requesting and just want to talk, that's okay! Asking about future events and posts is easy to respond to, so dont feel bad!

¤If I go missing, your request is safe in my inbox, and the minute I can get to them, I will. Requesting really helps me keep writing, I often run out of ideas, so feel free to send in requests or ask for me to continue a series I've forgotten about/ haven't posted in a while. I love seeing comments and requests genuinely.

(I will be posting the plans for this year's events soon!)

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I'm posting some requests tonight. Finally. Sorry for the long wait ❤️

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LASWELL IS A PLAYABLE OPERATOR?

HELLO??? YES PLEASE IM OPENING RIGHT NOW GIVE ME MY WIFE!!!