I absolutely love how Joel makes a face at fucking orange juice but not while drinking out of his flask OR after drinking the heinous black tarlike substance that him and bill call coffee
CAN WE GET ABRAHAM NSFW HCS?!!!!!?!?!?!?! I wanna tie him down and lick himโฆ. Although that might be to much for his little holy self
you can! ... to both of those statements HAKDGAJHD. finally someone asked for this,, been needing an excuse to flesh out this part of him ๐ซ๐ค
nsfw below the cut! MDNI! ๐ค
โช the church boy | abraham atkins [ nsfw ]
ยท first things first : this boy is a V I R G I N. literally his only sex ed is the terrible bible school sanctioned sex ed that basically told him that even just thinking anything impure would guarantee his damnation. he never got 'the talk,' and honestly never needed it before; so you can imagine the stress he's under when he meets his darling and experiences arousal for basically the first time. he probably thought he was possessed the first time he got hard and literally would try to pray it away.
ยท if you aren't the type to initiate, expect a long wait before anything beyond holding hands and MAYBE a chaste kiss to happen because abe doesn't know where to begin when it comes to sex. he's totally clueless and needs to be at least guided a lot of the way.
ยท honestly, though, sex with him can go one of two ways: he becomes a complete doll and allows (wants) you to do whatever you want with him, or he becomes a total jackrabbit who can't stop once he starts. it all depends on how you treat him honestly.
ยท you can โจ absolutely โจ tie him down and lick him. he's very, VERY into denial and being edged. in a weird way it allows him to not think of himself as THAT much of a sinner; he technically didn't do anything wrong if he doesn't cum or if you're doing things to him, and you still get to enjoy yourself! win-win!
ยท he's pretty vocal; he whimpers and begs sooo much. it's a combination of him expressing how good he feels and apologizing to *** for committing such sins. he promises he'll be good (though whether he's telling you that or saying it in a prayer is up for debate).
ยท his favorite position would either be a position that allows him to feel like he's being 'used' (definitely into the reverse mating press) or a position that allows him to move freely (like doggy).
ยท he's very shaky when it comes to aftercare, but he does his best; he sort of instinctively knows that he needs to take care of you after sex. he can grapple with how he's gonna justify giving in to his desires after you're all settled down ๐
Saw this and I could NOT pass this up๐ค๐ผ, writing toooo good to not send in a request still haven't got over the Christmas gift fic you wrote me with YunGi๐คช
So can I get this based around Woozi please๐๐๐ผ, the lack of Woozi fics is CRIMINAL! With the dialogue being #2, emotion I, and the setting the alleyway being a dive bar.
I will take anythingggggg, angsty, happy, sad, truly ANYTHING. Iโm thirsty for any Woozi crumbs I can get๐๐ please and thank you bestie๐๐xoxo
omg DDD: LOOK AT YOU BEING ACTIVE AGAIN ๐ hello hello bae! AND DON'T BE NICE TO ME. IDK HOW TO ACT *throws hearts aggressively* but tysm for supporting me huhuhuhuuh ๐ซ and ty for sending in a request! i hope u like it, my cheese lover 3000 ๐ง
Pairing: musician!Jihoon/Woozi x Reader
G/AUs: Angst, friends to lovers, non-idol au
TWs: None but ofc lmk <3
WC: 1.2k
A/N: Barely proofread so no judgment plzzzzz ;c
Prompt: โwhat they said back there. is it true?โ + confusion + an alleyway behind a dive bar
Build a fic! โจ
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The winter air bites into you as soon as you push past the dive barโs door. The chilliness makes you want to take a U-turn back into the building, but you know the heat from indoors wonโt help. Not when your source of warmth still sits inside.
People mill about the sidewalks, some dressed casually and others dolled up. No one gives you a second glance as they walk by. It makes it easy to slip into the alleyway unnoticedโhoping for some privacy as you gather your thoughts.
Heโs leaving.
In one week, Jihoon will be across the country, chasing his dreams that donโt include you.
Thereโs a gallon of guilt sloshing in your chest from not being over the moon for his opportunity. However, it doesnโt compare to the sea youโre treading in from knowing this is it for you both.
You wonโt get the chance to love and be loved by him.
Not in the way you want.
You slump against the brick wall, arms wrapped around yourself to fight the cold.
You know there are still opportunities to keep in contact, but it wonโt be the same. You wonโt be able to feel his arms around you or his lips on yours. Maybe if traveling wasnโt so expensive, you could find the silver lining.
โHey.โ
The familiar voice makes your head snap up; your hold on your jacket tightens in surprise.
Jihoon stands at the entrance of the alleyway with his hands stuffed in his pockets. He looks hesitant.
Emotions try to clog your throat, but you force them down so you can speak.
โWhat they said back there. Is it true?โ you ask, voice strained.
Jihoon glances to the side briefly while he answers, โYes.โ
He slowly makes his way closer. Each step brings forth an equal weight of pain and happiness. Being around Jihoon used to bring a smile to your face instantly, but now, your heart just aches.
โYou didnโt tell me,โ you state.
โI did,โ he answers slowly. He stops a few feet away, hands still in his pockets.
โYou said youโd be gone for two weeks, not two years,โ you scoff.
He exhales a deep breath. You watch it swirl in the air from the cold weather instead of seeing the mix of excitement and guilt on his face.
โIt was only going to be two weeks, but they really like my works and wanted me to sign a contract,โ he explains.
You turn away when you see your vision blurring. Staring at him reminds you of what youโre about to lose.
โI was going to tell you in private tonight,โ he adds.
โWhat else were you going to tell me?โ You force the question out.
โWhat do you mean?โ
You glance at him finally. Heโs standing an armโs length away now.
โWere you going to tell me I meant nothing to you? That youโre sorry for leaving me, but I should be happy about it?โ
โFuck, Yn, you have no idea how hard this decision was for me,โ he sighs out, slight frustration laced in his words.
โEnlighten me, Jihoon, because right now, it feels like you knew there was never going to be an โusโ.โ
He winces at your words, hands digging deeper in his pockets like heโs trying to find the right words to make you feel better. You already know heโll come up empty.
โThatโs not true,โ he says belatedly.
โNo? How long did you know about this new contract of yours? How long were you waiting to tell me โprivatelyโ? A week? Two?โ you ask, voice raising in anger.
The more you talk, the more conflicted he looks. You know youโre not making this easy on him, but the devil on your shoulder wants him to feel the heartache youโre feeling.
โDo you not remember how two weeks ago we were on your couch and I told you I love you? I love you, Jihoon, and youโre just going to leaโโ
Jihoon kisses you hard.
He holds your face in his hands, grip tight enough to keep you steady but not enough to hurt. Your heart hammers in your chest.
He puts all the emotions and messages he canโt convey into the kiss. Itโs so overwhelming that you want to pull away, but you persist because it means you can have him a little longer.
The second you feel him begin to pull away, your hands reach up to grip his wrists.
He stares down, so you canโt see his face.
โIโd ask for you to wait for me, but thatโs not fair,โ he says. You can hear the sorrow in his voice. Although you wanted him to feel it too, you also canโt help but hurt more knowing heโs not happy. โMaybe once I get a few paychecks I can fly you out. Maybeโฆ Maybe if you still love me when I come back, we can make it work.โ
โWhy canโt we make it work now?โ You nearly plead.
He sighs and shakes his head. His hair tickles your forehead.
โIโm sorry,โ he whispers.
You will your knees not to give out in realization. Thereโs no changing his mind.
Your hands on his wrists ease.
Jihoon looks up, eyes filled with desperation for you not to go.
โLetโs head back inside. Youโre cold,โ he murmurs, hands slipping from your face to hold your hands.
Before you can try to protest, heโs leading you back inside toward your friends.
Your body instantly feels grateful for the warmer temperature, but whatโs really heating your body is Jihoonโs hand in yours.
His comforting touch spreads from your joint hands and spreads throughout your body. Itโs a feeling you want to shove away, but you force yourself to not. You only have a few days left of his presence, and you should enjoy it.
Jihoonโs not a fan of PDA, but tonight he pushes his own boundaries. He drapes an arm around your shoulders, hand lazily gliding up and down your arm as he interacts with your friends.
You canโt help but lean into his firm body, allowing yourself these few hours to pretend everythingโs okay.
Itโs self-torture to have his notifications on. Itโs been almost four months since heโs left and all you can do is check his socials. Heโs not too active so when he is, you cherish it.
Although youโve tried to keep in contact, hectic schedules and time zones make it difficult. You wonder if he still thinks of you as much as you think of him.
Then as if to answer your question, your phone dings.
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His first official song, โLoved You First,โ has been released.
While tears stain your cheeks as you listen, another ding emits from your phone.
Jihoon: ๐ค
You chuckle at the simple message, wiping away your tears as your heart replaces forlorn with hope.ย
He said he wouldnโt ask you to wait for him, but you should fight for what you wantโfor who you want.ย
You push down the doubt and channel the hope you felt while listening to his song. Nothing will stop you from trying to make this work.
Not the distance, the time zones, or the schedules.
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He's so sweet, and I like the lines that challenge him.
The way he cocks his head to the side like he's holding back on saying something equally challenging to you, and trying to weigh your statement instead?
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Like calling him possibly dramatic, and that what he said might have been tyrannical? You're calling him on bullshit and presenting him with an opportunity to reconsider something. You pause his spiral into despair and make him reevaluate.
AND I LOVE THAT, BECAUSE HE FUCKINGGGGG DOESSSSSS
GAD i love his character so much.
Also my girl Nyx was def looking at his tiddies in the first half
When will you post part 3 of Eucteniza relata? It is soooo good you had me gripping my chair ๐ค๐ซ๐ค๐ผโจ
Sneak Peek:
AN: To those who wanted a preview to the third part of Ctenizidae and Eucteniza relata, here you go!
Content warnings: smut
MDNI
โDo you want me to stop, baby?โ Miguel asks, tone mocking and mean. You canโt get any words out, writhing and whining in pleasure. โCโmon, work with me here. I canโt understand you. Speak up.โ
Suddenly, he stops. The mounting pleasure you felt from his ministrations faded away almost instantaneously.
โNo, donโt stop. Please,โ You whined, to no avail. Miguel was a man made of steel. No matter how many times you squeezed around him and moaned his name, he refused to move an inch.
โI need more than that, baby. You fight me at every turn, you tell me you donโt want this, you donโt want me. Then when I stop, give you a chance to leave, you ask me to keep going.โ
He tuts at you, rubbing your hips in a circular manner, short circuiting your decision-making abilities. โIโll need something more from you if you want me to keep fucking you.โ He was hot and hard inside you, throbbing as you pulsed around him.
lmao, I have an idea for desperate Scogan shippers who feel left out after the D&W movie ๐
edit: get ready, cause I bash off a lot of fucking walls AKA get sidetracked. Badly.
So uhโ ๐ฅboosh๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ itโs like- X-men 97/movieverse based & some child/younger character who Logan or Scott are very close to (imaโ make it baby Nathan here) has been either snatched up by some interdimensional force or just the T.V.A felt a little too silly, sent some trigger happy arseholes to look at the timeline, pruned them (the child) like a fucking weed, so either way, all three of them end up the Voidtm & Scott + Logan have to go find & save the kid.
so yeah, these idiots are running around, going along their ~merry~ way while bickering & being petty to each other until, by one way or another, someone reaches their boiling point. (Preferably, Iโd want it to be Scott bc characterโs-composure-breaks arc my beloved ๐๐คโค๏ธ) Which means:
โจHonda Odyssey sceneโจ
(& for the people who are prolly like โwait, how would we image the rawness of that scene if Scott doesnโt have insane abilities like Deadpool????โ And to that I go: idk either image them mid-fight being like โuuuuh- this is gonna get bad sooo- safeword?????โ or maybe just make up that earlier -whether before the kidnapping or just a bit ๐ค before the Void- Scott got hit with a (convenient) macguffin that fundamentally gave him the same powers AKA regeneration abilities as Wade & by the time him & Logan are in the Voidtm, heโs still trying to figure out how tf to get used to this, just thinking: โHOW THE FUCK DOES LOGAN LIVE LIKE THIS????????!?!??!?????โ & when the blessed in-the-Hondaโจโจ bit happens, itโs just a bit more vile & also just waaay more morbidly kinky (exc Logan stabs Scott violently in the stomach & -without thinking about it- fucking pulls out with some guts stringing loose, for second is like โoh fuck, that was way to much & Scott is definitely not gonna cope with that wellโ, only for Scott to laugh manically, shove Loganโs head into the back of the front & say (very deliriously with a shittonne of blood leaking out his nose & mouth (๐ซ*no ๐ซ๐ซ*) โcome here and do your worst, WOLVERINEโ cut to copious amounts of stabbing, bleeding, rage, extreme screaming, laugher (mostly from a off-the-walls Cyclops) & by the end, some VERY questionable (but still โstress releasingโ for those two so ig maybe itโs good?? For them?????? :DDD) noises lol (mostly just them both (*COUGH* *COUGH* SCOTT *EGGMAN DYING NOISES*) saying things like: โshow me what your REALLY areโ + โcome here you little- *gets violently lasered uwu*)))
Iโm normal. And a very neat & tidy writer I swear :โ3 โจโจโจ๐ธ๐โจ๐ธ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฅโจ
YOOO ITS MEWING ANON AND YOU POSTED MANDERIN WARS ANON FIC COOL DUDE THAT IS SO SIGMA (I canโt fucking spell) when I saw that the fic took 5 months it reminded me of that super sigma fic rq I sent you (the one thatโs gonna take like four whole Zelda game development cycles to make but YOU ARE AWSOME FOR SAYING YOU WILL. anyways I am glad that ask is between you me and GOD if literally anyone else had seen that Iโd be like ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฅน๐ ๐๐คฃ๐ฅฒโบ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฅฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐คช๐คจ๐ง๐ค๐๐ฅธ๐คฉ๐ฅณ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐๐โโ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐โน๏ธ๐ฃ๐๐ซ๐ฉ๐ฅบ๐ข๐ญ๐ค๐ ๐ก๐คฌ๐คฏ๐ณ๐ฅต๐ฅถ๐ถโ๐ซ๏ธ๐ฑ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐๐ค๐ค๐ซฃ๐คญ๐ซข๐ซก๐คซ๐ซ ๐คฅ๐ถ๐ซฅ๐๐ซค๐๐ซจ๐ฌ๐๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฅฑ๐ด๐คค๐ช๐ฎโ๐จ๐ต๐ตโ๐ซ๐ค๐ฅด๐คข๐คฎ๐คง๐ท๐ค๐ค๐ค๐ค ๐๐ฟ๐น๐บ๐คก๐ฉ๐ป๐โ ๏ธ๐ฝ๐พ๐ค๐๐บ๐ธ๐น๐ป๐ผ๐ฝ๐๐ฟ๐พ๐ซถ๐คฒ๐๐๐๐ค๐๐๐โ๐ป๐ค๐ค๐ซท๐ป๐ซธ๐คโ๏ธ๐ซฐ๐ค๐ค๐๐ค๐ค๐ซณ๐ซด๐๐๐๐โ๏ธโ๐ค๐๏ธ๐๐๐ค๐ซฒ๐ซฑ๐ช๐ฆพ๐โ๏ธ๐๐ซต๐ฆถ๐ฆต๐ฆฟ๐๐๐๐ซฆ๐ฆท๐ ๐๐ฆป๐๐ฃ๐๏ธ๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ง ๐ฃ๏ธ๐ค๐ฅ๐ซ๐ถ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ปโ๐ฆฑ๐งโ๐ฆฑ๐จโ๐ฆฑ๐ฉโ๐ฆฐ๐งโ๐ฆฐ๐จโ๐ฆฐ๐ฑโโ๏ธ๐ฑ๐ฑโโ๏ธ๐ฉโ๐ฆณ๐งโ๐ฆณ๐จโ๐ฆณ๐ฉโ๐ฆฒ๐งโ๐ฆฒ๐จโ๐ฆฒ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐ต๐ง๐ด๐ฒ๐ณโโ๏ธ๐ณ๐ณโโ๏ธ๐ง๐ฎโโ๏ธ๐ฎ๐ฎโโ๏ธ๐ทโโ๏ธ๐ท๐ทโโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐ต๏ธโโ๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐ต๏ธโโ๏ธ๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐จโโ๏ธ๐ฉโ๐พ๐งโ๐พ๐จโ๐พ๐ฉโ๐ณ๐งโ๐ณ๐จโ๐ณ๐ฉโ๐๐งโ๐๐จโ๐๐ฉ๐ปโ๐ค๐งโ๐ค๐จโ๐ค๐ฉโ๐ซ๐งโ๐ซ๐จโ๐ซ๐ฉโ๐ญ๐งโ๐ญ๐จโ๐ญ๐ฉโ๐ป๐งโ๐ป๐จโ๐ป๐ฉโ๐ผ๐งโ๐ผ๐จโ๐ผ๐ฉโ๐ง๐งโ๐ง๐จโ๐ง๐ฉโ๐ฌ๐งโ๐ฌ๐จโ๐ฌ๐ฉโ๐จ๐งโ๐ง๐จโ๐ง๐ฉโ๐ฌ๐งโ๐ฌ๐จโ๐ฌ๐ฉโ๐จ๐งโ๐จ๐จโ๐จ๐งโ๐๐ฉโ๐๐จโ๐๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐จโโ๏ธ๐ฉโ๐๐จโ๐๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐จโโ๏ธ๐ฉโ๐๐งโ๐๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐จโ๐๐งโโ๏ธ๐จโโ๏ธ๐ฐโโ๏ธ๐ฐ๐ฐโโ๏ธ๐คตโโ๏ธ๐คต๐คตโโ๏ธ๐ธ๐ซ ๐คด๐ฅท๐ฆธโโ๏ธ๐ฆธ๐ฆธโโ๏ธ๐ฆนโโ๏ธ๐ฆน๐ฆนโโ๏ธ๐คถ๐งโ๐๐ ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐ผ๐คฐ๐ซ๐ซ๐คฑ๐ฉโ๐ผ๐งโ๐ผ๐จโ๐ผ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐ป๐โโ๏ธ๐๐ โโ๏ธ๐ ๐ โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐คฆโโ๏ธ๐คฆ๐คฆโโ๏ธ๐คทโโ๏ธ๐คท๐คทโโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐ ๐คณ๐๐บ๐ฏโโ๏ธ๐ฏ๐ฏโโ๏ธ๐ด๏ธ๐ฉโ๐ฆฝ๐งโ๐ฆฝ๐จโ๐ฆฝ๐ฉโ๐ฆฝโโก๏ธ๐งโ๐ฆฝโโก๏ธ๐จโ๐ฆฝโโก๏ธ๐ฉโ๐ฆผ๐งโ๐ฆผ๐จโ๐ฆผ๐ฉโ๐ฆผโโก๏ธ๐งโ๐ฆผโโก๏ธ๐จโ๐ฆผโโก๏ธ๐ถโโ๏ธ๐ถ๐ถโโ๏ธ๐ถโโ๏ธโโก๏ธ๐ถโโก๏ธ๐ถโโ๏ธโโก๏ธ๐ฉโ๐ฆฏ๐งโ๐ฆฏ๐จโ๐ฆฏ๐ฉโ๐ฆฏโโก๏ธ๐งโ๐ฆฏโโก๏ธ๐จโ๐ฆฏโโก๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธโโก๏ธ๐โโก๏ธ๐โโก๏ธ๐โโ๏ธโโก๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธโโก๏ธ๐งโโก๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธโโก๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐จ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐ฉ๐๐จโโค๏ธโ๐จ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐โ๐จ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐โ๐ฉ๐๐จโโค๏ธโ๐โ๐จ๐ชข๐งถ๐งต๐ชก๐งฅ๐ฅผ๐ฆบ๐๐๐๐ฉฒ๐ฉณ๐๐๐๐ฉฑ๐๐ฅป๐ฉด๐ฅฟ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐ฅพ๐งฆ๐งค๐งฃ๐๐ฅพ๐งฆ๐งค๐งฃ๐ฉ๐งข๐๐โ๏ธ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐ผ๐๐งณ๐๐ถ๏ธ๐ฅฝ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ญ๐น๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ป๐ผ๐ปโโ๏ธ๐จ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ท๐ฝ๐ธ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐ฆ๐ค๐ฃ๐ฅ๐ชฟ๐ฆ๐ฆโโฌ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐บ๐๐ด๐ฆ๐ซ๐๐ชฑ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐ชฐ๐ชฒ๐ชณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ท๏ธ๐ธ๏ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐ชผ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ณ๐๐ฆ๐ฆญ๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆง๐ฆฃ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ช๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆฌ๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฉ๐ฆฎ๐โ๐ฆบ๐๐โโฌ๐ชถ๐ชฝ๐๐ฆ๐ฆค๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆข๐ฆฉ๐๏ธ๐๐ฆ๐ฆจ๐ฆซ๐ฆก๐ฆฆ๐ฆซ๐ฆฅ๐๐๐ฟ๏ธ๐ฆ๐พ๐๐ฒ๐ฆโ๐ฅ๐ต๐๐ฒ๐ณ๐ด๐ชต๐ฑ๐ฟโ๏ธ๐๐๐ชด๐๐๐๐๐ชบ๐ชน๐๐โ๐ซ๐๐ชธ๐ชจ๐พ๐๐ท๐น๐ฅ๐ชป๐ชท๐บ๐ธ๐ผ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ช๐ซโญ๏ธ๐โจโก๏ธโ๏ธ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ช๏ธ๐โ๏ธ๐ค๏ธโ ๏ธ๐ฅ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ฆ๏ธ๐ง๏ธโ๏ธ๐ฉ๏ธ๐จ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ฌ๏ธ๐จ๐ง๐ฆ๐ซงโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐๐ซ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐โ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐๐๐ฅญ๐๐ฅฅ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ซ๐ฅฆ๐ฅฌ๐ฅ๐ถ๏ธ๐ซ๐ฝ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ง๐ง ๐ฅ๐ ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฅฏ๐๐ฅ๐ฅจ๐ง๐ฅ๐ณ๐ง๐ฅ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฅฉ๐๐๐ฆด๐ญ๐๐๐๐ซ๐ฅช๐ฅ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ฅซ๐ซ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ฆช๐ค๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฅฎ๐ข๐ก๐ง๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅง๐ง๐ฐ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ซ๐ฟ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ผ๐ซโ๏ธ๐ต๐ง๐ฅค๐ง๐ถ๐บ๐ป๐ฅ๐ท๐ฅ๐ธ๐น๐ง๐พ๐ง๐ฅ๐ด๐ฝ๏ธ๐ฅฃ๐ฅก๐ฅข๐งโฝ๏ธ๐๐โพ๏ธ๐ฅ๐พ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฑ๐ช๐๐ธ๐๐๐ฅ๐ช๐๐ฅ โณ๏ธ๐ช๐๐น๐ฃ๐คฟ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฝ๐น๐ผ๐ทโธ๏ธ๐ฅ๐ฟโท๏ธ๐๐ช๐๏ธโโ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธโโ๏ธ๐คผโโ๏ธ๐คผ๐คผโโ๏ธ๐คธโโ๏ธ๐คธ๐คธโโ๏ธโน๏ธโโ๏ธโน๏ธโน๏ธโโ๏ธ๐คบ๐คพโโ๏ธ๐คพ๐คพโโ๏ธ๐๏ธโโ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธโโ๏ธ๐๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐คฝโโ๏ธ๐คฝ๐คฝโโ๏ธ๐ฃโโ๏ธ๐ฃ๐ฃโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐ตโโ๏ธ๐ต๐ตโโ๏ธ๐ดโโ๏ธ๐ด๐ดโโ๏ธ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ ๐๏ธ๐ต๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ซ๐๏ธ๐ช๐คนโโ๏ธ๐คน๐คนโโ๏ธ๐ญ๐ฉฐ๐จ๐ฌ๐ค๐ฅ๐ช๐น๐ผ๐ง๐ช๐ท๐บ๐ช๐ธโ๏ธ๐ฒ๐ช๐ป๐ช๐งฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐ป๐๐๐๐ฆฏ๐ฒ๐ด๐ฉผ๐ฆผ๐ฆฝ๐ต๐๏ธ๐บ๐๐จ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โ๏ธ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฉ๏ธ๐บ๐ฐ๏ธ๐๐ธ๐๐ถโต๏ธ๐ค๐ฅ๏ธ๐ณ๏ธโด๏ธ๐ข๐โ๏ธ๐ชโฝ๏ธ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฅ๐๐บ๏ธ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐๏ธ๐ก๐ข๐ โฒ๏ธโฑ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐โฐ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ป๐๏ธโบ๏ธ๐๐ ๐ก๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ญ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฆ๐จ๐ช๐ซ๐ฉ๐๐๏ธโช๏ธ๐๐๐๐โฉ๏ธ๐ค๏ธ๐ฃ๏ธ๐พ๐๐๏ธ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐โ๏ธ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ปโจ๏ธ๐ฅ๏ธ๐จ๏ธ๐ฑ๏ธ๐ฒ๏ธ๐น๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ฝ๐พ๐ฟ๐๐ผ๐ท๐ธ๐น๐ฅ๐ฝ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐โ๏ธ๐๐ ๐บ๐ป๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐งญโฑ๏ธโฒ๏ธโฐ๐ฐ๏ธโ๏ธโณ๐ก๐๐ชซ๐๐ก๐ฆ๐ฏ๏ธ๐ช๐งฏ๐ข๏ธ๐ธ๐ต๐ด๐ถ๐ท๐ช๐ฐ๐ณ๐ชช๐โ๏ธ๐ช๐งฐ๐ช๐ง๐จโ๏ธ๐ ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ช๐ฉโ๏ธ๐ชค๐งฑโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๐ฅ๐งฒ๐ซ๐ฃ๐งจ๐ช๐ช๐ก๏ธโ๏ธ๐ก๏ธ๐ฌโฐ๏ธ๐ชฆโฑ๏ธ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐งฟ๐ชฌ๐โ๏ธ๐ญ๐๐๐ฉธ๐งฌ๐ฆ ๐งซ๐งช๐ก๏ธ๐งน๐ช ๐งบ๐งป๐ฝ๐ฐ๐ฟ๐๐๐งผ๐ชฅ๐ช๐ชฎ๐งฝ๐ชฃ๐งด๐๏ธ๐๐๏ธ๐ช๐ช๐๏ธ๐ผ๏ธ๐ช๐งธ๐๐๏ธ๐ช๐ช๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐ช๐ช ๐๐๐๐ชญ๐ฎ๐๐ชฉโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐งง๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ค๐ฆ๐ท๏ธ๐ชง๐ช๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐งพ๐๐๐๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๐ ๐๏ธ๐๐๏ธ๐ณ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐งท๐๐๐๏ธ๐๐๐งฎ๐๐โ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธโ๏ธ๐๏ธ๐๏ธ๐โ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฉทโค๏ธ๐งก๐๐๐ฉต๐๐๐ค๐ฉถ๐ค๐ค๐โค๏ธโ๐ฅโค๏ธโ๐ฉน๐๐๐๐โฃ๏ธ๐๐๐๐โฎ๏ธโ๏ธโช๏ธ๐๏ธโธ๏ธ๐ชฏโก๏ธ๐ฏ๐โฏ๏ธโฆ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐โ๏ธ๐โข๏ธโฃ๏ธ๐ด๐ณ๐ถ๐๏ธ๐ธ๐บ๐ท๏ธโด๏ธ๐๐ฎ๐ใ๏ธใ๏ธ๐ด๐ต๐น๐ฒ๐ ฐ๏ธ๐ ฑ๏ธ๐๐๐ พ๏ธ๐โโญ๏ธ๐โ๏ธ๐๐ซ๐ฏ๐ขโจ๏ธ๐ท๐ฏ๐ณ๐ฑ๐๐ต๐ญโ๏ธโโโโผ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ ๐ใฝ๏ธโ ๏ธ๐ธ๐ฑโ๏ธ๐ฐโป๏ธโ ๐ฏ๏ธ๐นโ๏ธโณ๏ธโ๐ ๐โ๏ธ๐๐ค๐ง๐พโฟ๏ธ๐ ฟ๏ธ๐๐ณ๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐น๐บ๐ผ๐งโ๐งโ๐ง๐งโ๐งโ๐งโ๐ง๐งโ๐ง๐งโ๐งโ๐งโง๏ธ๐ป๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ถ๐๐ฃโน๏ธ๐ค๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐0๏ธโฃ1๏ธโฃ2๏ธโฃ3๏ธโฃ4๏ธโฃ5๏ธโฃ6๏ธโฃ7๏ธโฃ8๏ธโฃ9๏ธโฃ๐๐ข#๏ธโฃ*๏ธโฃโ๏ธโถ๏ธโธ๏ธโฏ๏ธโน๏ธโบ๏ธโญ๏ธโฎ๏ธโฉ๏ธโช๏ธโซ๏ธโฌ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ผโ๏ธ๐ฝโก๏ธโฌ ๏ธโฌ๏ธโฌ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโฉ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโช๏ธโฉ๏ธโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐ต๐ถโโโโ๏ธ๐ฐ๐ฒโพ๏ธ๐ฒ๐ฑโข๏ธยฉ๏ธ๐๐๏ธโ๐จ๏ธยฎ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐ใฐ๏ธโฐโฟโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐๐ด๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ต๐ฃโซ๏ธโช๏ธ๐ค๐บ๐ป๐ธ๐น๐ถ๐ท๐ณ๐ฒโช๏ธโซ๏ธโพ๏ธโฝ๏ธโผ๏ธโป๏ธ๐ฅ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ชโฌ๏ธโฌ๏ธ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฏ๏ธโ ๏ธโฃ๏ธโฅ๏ธโฆ๏ธ๐๐ด๐๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฃ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐ณ๏ธ๐ด๐ดโโ ๏ธ๐๐ฉ๐ณ๏ธโ๐๐ณ๏ธโโง๏ธ๐บ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฝ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฟ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ผ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฆ๐น๐ฆ๐ฟ๐ง๐ธ๐ง๐ญ๐ง๐ฉ๐ง๐ง๐ง๐พ๐ง๐ช๐ง๐ฟ๐ง๐ฏ๐ง๐ฒ๐ง๐น๐ง๐ด๐ง๐ฆ๐ง๐ผ๐ง๐ท๐ป๐ฌ๐ง๐ณ๐ง๐ฌ๐ง๐ซ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ญ๐จ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐จ๐จ๐ป๐ง๐ถ๐ฐ๐พ๐จ๐ซ๐น๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ด๐จ๐ฑ๐จ๐ณ๐จ๐ฝ๐จ๐จ๐จ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฐ๐จ๐ท๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ท๐จ๐บ๐จ๐ผ๐จ๐พ๐จ๐ฟ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ฏ๐ฉ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ช๐ฌ๐ธ๐ป๐ฌ๐ถ๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ช๐ธ๐ฟ๐ช๐น๐ช๐บ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ด๐ซ๐ฏ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ท๐ฌ๐ซ๐ต๐ซ๐น๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฉ๐ช๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ท๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ต๐ฌ๐บ๐ฌ๐น๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ผ๐ฌ๐พ๐ญ๐น๐ญ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ญ๐บ๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ท๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐น๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ต๐๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฟ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ผ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ป๐ฑ๐ง๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฑ๐ท๐ฑ๐พ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐น๐ฑ๐บ๐ฒ๐ด๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฒ๐พ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐น๐ฒ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฒ๐บ๐พ๐น๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ช๐ฒ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ณ๐ต๐ณ๐ฑ๐ณ๐จ๐ณ๐ฟ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ช๐ณ๐ฌ๐ณ๐บ๐ณ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ต๐ณ๐ด๐ด๐ฒ๐ต๐ฐ๐ต๐ผ๐ต๐ธ๐ต๐ฆ๐ต๐ฌ๐ต๐พ๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ญ๐ต๐ณ๐ต๐ฑ๐ต๐น๐ต๐ท๐ถ๐ฆ๐ท๐ช๐ท๐ด๐ท๐บ๐ท๐ผ๐ผ๐ธ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ธ๐น๐ธ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ณ๐ท๐ธ๐ธ๐จ๐ธ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ธ๐ง๐ธ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ท๐ธ๐ธ๐ช๐ธ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ง๐ฑ๐ธ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฑ๐จ๐ต๐ฒ๐ป๐จ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ธ๐ท๐ธ๐ช๐จ๐ญ๐ธ๐พ๐น๐ผ๐น๐ฏ๐น๐ฟ๐น๐ญ๐น๐ฑ๐น๐ฌ๐น๐ฐ๐น๐ด๐น๐น๐น๐ณ๐น๐ท๐น๐ฒ๐น๐จ๐น๐ป๐ป๐ฎ๐บ๐ฌ๐บ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฌ๐ง๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ฅ๓ ฎ๓ ง๓ ฟ๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ณ๓ ฃ๓ ด๓ ฟ๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ท๓ ฌ๓ ณ๓ ฟ๐บ๐ธ๐บ๐พ๐บ๐ฟ๐ป๐บ๐ป๐ฆ๐ป๐ช๐ป๐ณ๐ผ๐ซ๐ช๐ญ๐พ๐ช๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ผ grr yknow?
stay sigma!
DID YOU JUST SEND ME EVERY SINGLE EMOJI IN ORDER IM FUCKING CRYING OH MY GOD
i DID post mandarin wars anons fic!! wellโฆ the first chapter at least ๐ญ I REALLY HOPE THEYโRE ABLE TO SEE IT
and iโll get to yours at some point donโt worry man, it just may not be a while i have school starting up soon (boooo)