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need to eat her pussy so insanely soft, wet and slow… kissing and biting her tummy and inner thighs, waiting until she’s bucking her hips and whining uncontrollably to kiss her sweet pussy, leaving wet, open mouthed kisses and spitting on it before targeting her pretty clit… feeling it throbbing under my tongue and seeing wetness dripping from her hole with every lick and suck as she clenches around nothing, getting her so ready to fuck her cunt with my tongue, so deep inside her until she has no control, legs shaking, hands in my hair and she cums all over my pretty face <3

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love being a switch.

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need a girl to pin me down and fuck me over and over again until the only word i can say is "please, please, please." i'm so overstimulated but it feels so good and you're so proud of me for taking it so well. i'm moaning so loudly that you have to put your fingers in my mouth to shut me up— i suck on them immediately, because good sluts always do. i'm squirming when you put your mouth on my clit, and you have to hold my hips to the bed— i cum again. it feels so fucking good. with every orgasm the noises get wetter and i get louder, and it's all for you. "do you want to cum again?" god, how could i say no to that?

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i need to be “poor baby” ‘d through like 10 orgasms

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i need to be “poor baby” ‘d through like 10 orgasms

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lesbian thoughts → lesbian thoughts ↓ ↑ lesbian thoughts ← lesbian thoughts 

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the only thing better than them sitting on my face is when they reach back to touch me at the same time. when i’m so focused on making them feel good that i don’t expect them to be craving me too. my hands are on their waist, keeping them in place on my tongue. lapping at their clit and teasing their folds, little hums escaping. i love eating them out and i especially love when they ride my face. every so often my eyes drift open to watch them writhe above me, their head leaning back. the way they grind their hips and their legs twitch, ever so slightly. i’m lost in my bliss of giving them head when suddenly i feel pressure between my own legs. my eyes shoot open to see them leaning back now, still grinding slightly, but more focused on moving their fingers through my own wetness. i whimper slightly in response, my mouth still on them. they smile down at me now, our eyes locked, before they wink at me. their fingertips press harder against me now, trailing through my wetness. i respond by sucking their clit into my mouth and i watch their head fall back once more, their hand between my legs faltering just slightly. they won’t be able to make me come while i have them like this. i won’t let them. but they tease me for as long as they can stand it before they have to pull away to hold onto me. their legs shaking as they moan and drip down my face

THIS IS A POST FROM A LESBIAN NSFT BLOG. CISHET MEN AND MINORS DNI.

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I hope you all get laid soon, for your own mental health

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edging her until all she can say is "uh uh uh" and her hips start to move desperately as tears drip down her cheeks, poor baby, I bet she just wants to cum and make a mess

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need a girlfriend to synch ovulation cycles with so we can do nothing but fuck until it's physically impossible to keep going

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might just be wlw IDK but anyways Billie eillish smut next

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i hate this sm but i gotta put something out. WORKING on short smuts but i just keep writing long ones. anyways. next post will be a music inspired one, also make requests!!

ᡣ𐭩 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𓏵

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀 ,, 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗹𝗲𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝘂𝘁.

idol!chan ,, famous!reader

 • 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 , 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗶𝘃 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝘅 (𝗱𝗼𝗻𝘁)

for chris work had always been his top priority, well.. until you came along. he was usually a reserved but his socialite side came out when he was doing business. aka, going to fashion shows, or a special event where known celebrities would be there. he spotted you at his first fendi show, you looked perfect. like a goddess. he was awe struck, soon he realized how amazing you were when he figured out he was sitting next to you. you guys talked and hit it off quickly. he would say as soon as he saw you he fell inlove.

but chris had work. he was not only famous but he was a idol. which came with pressure unimaginable. the south america dominATE tour was finally finished and he wanted to go back to you already. you knew what you were signing up for being his girlfriend, even if the thrill of being sneaky gave you that adrenaline rush everytime you managed to escape the paparazzi's eyes. making his entertainment group loose their minds because it was hard to keep underwraps the special and intimate bond between you two.

the north american tour was starting and he missed you deeply. it was driving him nuts going to all these places and not being able to enjoy it with the person he fell inlove with. he was on his phone scrolling to the many texts left by you, he was so busy with the concert that he hardly checked his phone. he didnt wanna miss you while trying to give his all and leave it on the stage. so he sighed and went to scroll through the pictures you sent him, you with your friends, you with your family, all pictures of you without him.

he rolled over on his hotel bed and looked up flights from where you were to where he was. how long it would take for you to get here, the best flight he could posibly book. he knew it was a laspe in judgement to fly you out right now, but he wanted to see you, touch you, love you. like you deserved. so he bought it. and a few minutes later you were greeted with a plane ticket screenshotted and sent to you. you texted him confused but he just texted back dryly. "i sent a car. get on the plane. and bring the hoodie you stole from me."the plane ride was four hours. four hours of dread. anticipation and lust. he wanted to be with you so bad.. amongst other things. but mostly be with you. he couldnt wait until he had you here with him. until you were in his arms shuddering and whining against him, it made him feel like the luckiest man ever. just to be able to love you. for you the flight wasnt long, especially since your boyfriend wouldnt stop texting you. it was quick. and soon enough he had you pinned to the wall hands on your neck whispering words after each kiss he planted on your lips.

he missed you, he sounded, felt, looked like he missed you it was all there, the lust, the desire that you saw the day you first met. he kissed you like he hadnt kissed you in years. like he needed you to breathe. like he meant it. because he did. he loved you with everything he had. he wanted to love your mind, you body, your soul. your everything, wanted to be you everything. as your tongues fought for dominance you both sighed against eachother. feeling content. but that feeling wouldnt last long because soon he stepped back grabbing your thighs and lifting you up. he stared up at you completly entranced by the woman who he called his. who would stand by his side.

you wrapped your legs around his waist as he grabbed you ass to lift you up a bit more so that you didnt fall. he wanted to take care of you. and thats exactly what he would do. he walked to the bed softly placing you on the comforter. you looked up at him with a sweet innocent look in your eyes, one that was only meant for him. for his eyes. he cherished it. loved it. because he knew you were far from innocent. he knew it all, to how you liked him to fuck you to how you liked him to whisper in your ear while he did it. he looked down at you with that smile that made your knees weak, those lips that made your eyes flutter with a need to kiss him and tell him you were all his.

between you guys there were no words, only a need. a need for eachother, and you doubted any words would be said anytime soon. he lowered his head and placed his hand on you neck pulling you closer to him, he needed that. needed you being close to him, he wanted to hold you while you rode out the pleasure only he could give you, wanted to love you till you were sore. he planned to. he tapped on your thigh to signal he wanted you to open your legs. silently you obeyed and he stood between you legs his other hand coming to the other side of you neck, he pulled you even closer to him as you let his tongue explore your mouth. you left out a soft whine signaling you wanted more than what he was giving, needed it. he pulled back and looked at your flushed face as he smiled softly. you looked so pretty, all for him.

he grabbed you hands and helped you to laid down on the bed. his hands still interlocked with yours as he softly kissed your neck, he loved this. loved hearing you, loved touching you. loved it all. you whined and sighed deeply as he kissed your neck with a sense of need, of lust. you held his head there fingers interlocking in his hair. not only did he need this. but you did aswell. being away from your boyfriend for months wasnt ideal circumstances. so you wanted to make the most of this. he lifted his head up off your neck and looked into your eyes. he looked down tugging on your shorts his face innocent and needy, you knowing damn well what his play was.

as he slid your shorts down your legs and threw them somewhere across the room while you took your shirt off. desprete for those tummy kisses he always gave you when he was about to fuck you senseless with his fingers. he looked down at your body smiling seeing the perfectly rounded breasts all there for him. in that pink fluffy bra he got for you when he was in milan. he loved seeing you in the stuff he bought, loved spoiling you. you deserved it. his head tilted as he looked down at the dark patch in the middle of your pink laced panties. he smiled seeing how effected you were by him.

he wanted you to beg for it, whine for it. for him to touch you. and you did. you whined, softly bucking your hips in the air, just waiting for him to touch you, you needed that. the aknowledgement. he smirked and tugged on your panties knowing damn well he could take them off anytime he wanted too. you whined and pouted, needing him to touch you. and when he finally did your eyes closed and hips bucked up into him. he was just toying with you. feeling how wet you were. rubbing the sensitive bud aching to be touched, to be played with. as you just whined and squirmed under him he slipped one finger into you which made you gasp at the sudden intrusion. he kissed your stomach to let you know it was okay, that you were safe and loved

then he started pumping his finger in and out softly. he wanted to be gentle. to not go hard too fast. he wanted you to savor this, enjoy it. he smiled at your flushed face as you squirmed, hips bucking up into nothing. then he added another finger. curling both of them just right to where he hit that spot that made you shake and cry out. he was enjoying this. enjoying seeing his girl who he finally had right in his arms whining and moaning under him, it was the best sight. best experience. he continued pumping his fingers in and out of you listening as you shuddered and cried out beneath him. no words, just lust, love, need. you werent quick but when it came to him, you would fold in less than a second. he knew that. used it to his advantage. now when he pressed his hand to you lower stomach and a choked moan came from your lips he knew he had you right where he wanted. he continued to pump his fingers but this time faster, trying to derive every last bit of pleasure he could from you. and it worked. as soon as you were all worked up he stopped. like actually stopped. you whined and squirmed little mewls coming from your lips you needed him to touch you more, love you more. but he didnt. he removed his fingers from your dripping cunt and kissed you stomach softly. then he moved to the bed finally signalling that you could do what you wanted to do for the longest. you frantically rushed to his pants trying your best to get them off in one swift motion. he just looked at you, observing the way his girlfriend was so needy for him, to be ontop of him riding him to oblivion. he craved that. craved that feeling, that sight. eventually after what felt like forever you finally undid his pants and took them off. you bit the inside of your cheeks watching as his cock sprang to life. you quickly realized that you were the one having sex with him and got on his lap. you both sighed deeply lowering yourself onto him watching as he jerked up and wrapped his hands around your waist. practically gripping your sides, but at this point you didnt care. you put your hands on his shoulders slowly moving up and down. but your abandoned orgasm had other plans. remembering what chris had just did your face srunched up. he looked up at you worried that he had did something wrong, and he did. and now you wanted him to do the work. to take care of you. like he promised he would.

END

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ᡣ𐭩 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𓏵

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀 ,, 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗹𝗲𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝘂𝘁.

idol!chan ,, famous!reader

 • 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 , 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗶𝘃 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝘅 (𝗱𝗼𝗻𝘁)

for chris work had always been his top priority, well.. until you came along. he was usually a reserved but his socialite side came out when he was doing business. aka, going to fashion shows, or a special event where known celebrities would be there. he spotted you at his first fendi show, you looked perfect. like a goddess. he was awe struck, soon he realized how amazing you were when he figured out he was sitting next to you. you guys talked and hit it off quickly. he would say as soon as he saw you he fell inlove.

but chris had work. he was not only famous but he was a idol. which came with pressure unimaginable. the south america dominATE tour was finally finished and he wanted to go back to you already. you knew what you were signing up for being his girlfriend, even if the thrill of being sneaky gave you that adrenaline rush everytime you managed to escape the paparazzi's eyes. making his entertainment group loose their minds because it was hard to keep underwraps the special and intimate bond between you two.

the north american tour was starting and he missed you deeply. it was driving him nuts going to all these places and not being able to enjoy it with the person he fell inlove with. he was on his phone scrolling to the many texts left by you, he was so busy with the concert that he hardly checked his phone. he didnt wanna miss you while trying to give his all and leave it on the stage. so he sighed and went to scroll through the pictures you sent him, you with your friends, you with your family, all pictures of you without him.

he rolled over on his hotel bed and looked up flights from where you were to where he was. how long it would take for you to get here, the best flight he could posibly book. he knew it was a laspe in judgement to fly you out right now, but he wanted to see you, touch you, love you. like you deserved. so he bought it. and a few minutes later you were greeted with a plane ticket screenshotted and sent to you. you texted him confused but he just texted back dryly. "i sent a car. get on the plane. and bring the hoodie you stole from me."the plane ride was four hours. four hours of dread. anticipation and lust. he wanted to be with you so bad.. amongst other things. but mostly be with you. he couldnt wait until he had you here with him. until you were in his arms shuddering and whining against him, it made him feel like the luckiest man ever. just to be able to love you. for you the flight wasnt long, especially since your boyfriend wouldnt stop texting you. it was quick. and soon enough he had you pinned to the wall hands on your neck whispering words after each kiss he planted on your lips.

he missed you, he sounded, felt, looked like he missed you it was all there, the lust, the desire that you saw the day you first met. he kissed you like he hadnt kissed you in years. like he needed you to breathe. like he meant it. because he did. he loved you with everything he had. he wanted to love your mind, you body, your soul. your everything, wanted to be you everything. as your tongues fought for dominance you both sighed against eachother. feeling content. but that feeling wouldnt last long because soon he stepped back grabbing your thighs and lifting you up. he stared up at you completly entranced by the woman who he called his. who would stand by his side.

you wrapped your legs around his waist as he grabbed you ass to lift you up a bit more so that you didnt fall. he wanted to take care of you. and thats exactly what he would do. he walked to the bed softly placing you on the comforter. you looked up at him with a sweet innocent look in your eyes, one that was only meant for him. for his eyes. he cherished it. loved it. because he knew you were far from innocent. he knew it all, to how you liked him to fuck you to how you liked him to whisper in your ear while he did it. he looked down at you with that smile that made your knees weak, those lips that made your eyes flutter with a need to kiss him and tell him you were all his.

between you guys there were no words, only a need. a need for eachother, and you doubted any words would be said anytime soon. he lowered his head and placed his hand on you neck pulling you closer to him, he needed that. needed you being close to him, he wanted to hold you while you rode out the pleasure only he could give you, wanted to love you till you were sore. he planned to. he tapped on your thigh to signal he wanted you to open your legs. silently you obeyed and he stood between you legs his other hand coming to the other side of you neck, he pulled you even closer to him as you let his tongue explore your mouth. you left out a soft whine signaling you wanted more than what he was giving, needed it. he pulled back and looked at your flushed face as he smiled softly. you looked so pretty, all for him.

he grabbed you hands and helped you to laid down on the bed. his hands still interlocked with yours as he softly kissed your neck, he loved this. loved hearing you, loved touching you. loved it all. you whined and sighed deeply as he kissed your neck with a sense of need, of lust. you held his head there fingers interlocking in his hair. not only did he need this. but you did aswell. being away from your boyfriend for months wasnt ideal circumstances. so you wanted to make the most of this. he lifted his head up off your neck and looked into your eyes. he looked down tugging on your shorts his face innocent and needy, you knowing damn well what his play was.

as he slid your shorts down your legs and threw them somewhere across the room while you took your shirt off. desprete for those tummy kisses he always gave you when he was about to fuck you senseless with his fingers. he looked down at your body smiling seeing the perfectly rounded breasts all there for him. in that pink fluffy bra he got for you when he was in milan. he loved seeing you in the stuff he bought, loved spoiling you. you deserved it. his head tilted as he looked down at the dark patch in the middle of your pink laced panties. he smiled seeing how effected you were by him.

he wanted you to beg for it, whine for it. for him to touch you. and you did. you whined, softly bucking your hips in the air, just waiting for him to touch you, you needed that. the aknowledgement. he smirked and tugged on your panties knowing damn well he could take them off anytime he wanted too. you whined and pouted, needing him to touch you. and when he finally did your eyes closed and hips bucked up into him. he was just toying with you. feeling how wet you were. rubbing the sensitive bud aching to be touched, to be played with. as you just whined and squirmed under him he slipped one finger into you which made you gasp at the sudden intrusion. he kissed your stomach to let you know it was okay, that you were safe and loved

then he started pumping his finger in and out softly. he wanted to be gentle. to not go hard too fast. he wanted you to savor this, enjoy it. he smiled at your flushed face as you squirmed, hips bucking up into nothing. then he added another finger. curling both of them just right to where he hit that spot that made you shake and cry out. he was enjoying this. enjoying seeing his girl who he finally had right in his arms whining and moaning under him, it was the best sight. best experience. he continued pumping his fingers in and out of you listening as you shuddered and cried out beneath him. no words, just lust, love, need. you werent quick but when it came to him, you would fold in less than a second. he knew that. used it to his advantage. now when he pressed his hand to you lower stomach and a choked moan came from your lips he knew he had you right where he wanted. he continued to pump his fingers but this time faster, trying to derive every last bit of pleasure he could from you. and it worked. as soon as you were all worked up he stopped. like actually stopped. you whined and squirmed little mewls coming from your lips you needed him to touch you more, love you more. but he didnt. he removed his fingers from your dripping cunt and kissed you stomach softly. then he moved to the bed finally signalling that you could do what you wanted to do for the longest. you frantically rushed to his pants trying your best to get them off in one swift motion. he just looked at you, observing the way his girlfriend was so needy for him, to be ontop of him riding him to oblivion. he craved that. craved that feeling, that sight. eventually after what felt like forever you finally undid his pants and took them off. you bit the inside of your cheeks watching as his cock sprang to life. you quickly realized that you were the one having sex with him and got on his lap. you both sighed deeply lowering yourself onto him watching as he jerked up and wrapped his hands around your waist. practically gripping your sides, but at this point you didnt care. you put your hands on his shoulders slowly moving up and down. but your abandoned orgasm had other plans. remembering what chris had just did your face srunched up. he looked up at you worried that he had did something wrong, and he did. and now you wanted him to do the work. to take care of you. like he promised he would.

END

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ugh i love him.

Hyunjin and his slutty waist.

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yes.

i don’t wanna face the world can i please bury my face in your tits instead

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bites lip PLEASE MAKE PRT 2

# han x reader. mentions of cheating. lots of lots of humping. way too short </3

it's not exactly cheating, right? i mean, you're not really doing anything. except... throwing your head back as your boyfriend's best friend hikes your leg up to wrap around his hips. his hands make quick work to bunch your skirt up, groaning at the view of your arousal soaking through the cotton of your panties.

his hard on strains painfully against the thin material of his sweatpants as he presses his hips forward. face dropping to your shoulder, desperately rutting against you.

"w-we should stop.." you moan out, but your body reacts differently. your hands clutch against his shoulders, pushing your hips closer to feel more of him.

" 's fine, baby." han moans out. "i'm not even inside you, it's fine, this is nothing." he reassures you. his hips continue grinding against you, your underwear all soiled up, probably soaking through his sweatpants as well.

suddenly, han stills his hips, making you let out a loud whine. you see his hands go under his sweatpants and grab ahold of his shaft, pointing it towards your covered hole. he presses it forward and clenches his eyes shut, tip directly to your hole.

the raw feeling of it, the realization that only the thin fabric of your panties and his sweatpants are the only things keeping you two apart, makes you two let out a loud moan.

"fuck.. you feel so good. can i cum, please? please, oh my god, you feel so good." he moans out and you try to nod, feeling too fucked out at the feeling to even respond properly.

when han cums, you give in to your orgasm as well. he drops onto your body, pressing you further into the wall. you both try to catch your breath, the smell of sex clouds the silent room.

the realization of what you just did slowly starts to creep up to the back of your head, but you barely get time to acknowledge it when you hear the front door open.

"i brought food!" you hear your sweet boyfriend yell out. you both hurriedly fix yourselves, getting ready to walk out and try to act like you two didn't just hump each other like bunnies in heat.

(💭) should i make a part 2.... also sorry guys for ALWAYS disappearing for a long time after posting once. i need to act better

© binvhs . do not copy, translate or repost my works.

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ᡣ𐭩 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗻𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗽 ! 𓏵

𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗻𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗲 . 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 !

𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳/𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁 → ❤︎ 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 → '' 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁/𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁 → :( 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 → ~ 𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 → ' 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀 → ** 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘁 → ★ 𝗺𝘂𝗹𝘁𝗶 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿 → ʚɞ 𝗻𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗲’𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝘃! → 𓏵

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ᡣ𐭩 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𓏵 - 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻 '' 𝗽𝟭𝗵 -