i was today years old when i discovered that if you look up certain fonts in google it turns the whole search face into that font. of course i discovered this bc i looked up comic sans and the effect was. something. i don't think the internet was meant to be experienced like this.
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Emy ! Dance x Lust kid :]
Credits :
Dance belongs to ???
Lust belongs to : nsfwshamecave
Info :
- Tango little sister ! ( tango by @jayssillycreativitybox :] )
- likes dancing, mostly twirling around :]]
- cries easily, very sensitive.
- knows some words in Spanish !
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I think the incest anon is one of the most wild things I've seen on this webbed site
we write fics about married men fucking other married men but they absolutely draw the line at incest
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hey! your kpop asks had me wondering which groups do you listen to and who are your biases??
Oh and also any favorite choreographies?
girl do you know what you’ve STARTED 😭 ok let’s get into it:
bts (ot7 but bias yoongi) - fave choreos: run bts, dna, not today, idol, mic drop, dionysus, best of me, boy with luv, on, black swan, dynamite, airplane pt 2, save me/im fine, fake love, fire
seventeen (bias vernon, seungcheol, mingyu, and dk) - fave choreos: aju nice, hot, rock with you, cheers, _world, left and right, don quixote, super, fire, idubily
stray kids (bias han) - fave choreos: thunderous, domino, lalalala, maniac, back door, gods menu, easy
ateez (bias wooyoung and mingi) fave choreos - say my name, halazia, bouncy, crazy form, cyberpunk, deja vu, illusion
other groups i listen to more casually + am less familiar with are the rose (no bias and no choreo so can’t put them in the above list), txt (maybe bias yeonjun?), enhypen (bias sunghoon), nct (bias xiaojun, mark, jaehyun, and taeyong), g-idle (bias yuqi), twice (bias jihyo and dahyun)
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Helloooo can you please write one where Ken is just stressed his practices and barely has time with reader and their baby girl so reader surprises him by taking their bby to watch hin practice and the entire time their baby is just giggling and cheering him on?
"Sunshine in the dark"
Husband!Kenji Sato X Wife!Reader [Oneshot]
TW : petnames/fluff/mentions of overwhelm, sadness and guilt/Emi mention/Kenji's mom mention/not proofread yet/mixed POV
Note : Here you go! Hope you enjoy it! Thank you for the love and support!❤️
©all rights reserved. the modification, translation, and plagiarism of my work is strictly prohibited.
Swing. Strike. Swing. Strike again. At this point Kenji had been out more times than he could count. His head was everywhere and he felt like he was pulled in numerous directions. The guilt and overwhelming feelings that drowned him where far too immense for Kenji. He couldn't even think of a time when he spent a full day, a whole 24 hours with his wife and beautiful baby girl, d/n. Kenji's little princess was so small, just months old and his mind was eating him for not being there for every single moment of her growth. That was only the cherry on the cake. His mother was still not found. All this Ultraman stuff was dragging him further down. Kaiju alerts left and right. Even if Emi was in a far better place and with her birth mom, Kenji couldn't help but worry from time. That was his baby as well. Then his passion, a reason for a smile on his face was going downhill as well. Baseball, God. Kenji felt like he was sleeping on the field. He was losing plays left and right. He couldn't get much sleep because of his own worrying and the Kaiju alerts which were increasing day by day. Along with that, he was doing his best to be a good husband and father. Trying to change and feed the baby at night, help his wife so she can rest as well but it felt like he was more of a problem than solution to his family.
"Goddammit! You're Ken Sato! The Ken Sato! Hit the ball! Hit the ball!" Kenji roared in frustration as he slammed the bat into the ground before picking it up. As the simulation of an old ball park surrounded Kenji, another ball was picthed and he missed once again. In complete frustration he slammed his knee into the bat. Instantly regretting it, he groaned from the pain and grumbled. "Of course. You're being so stupid, Kenji"
"Go Kenji!"
"You can do it, sweetheart! Just breathe!"
"Dada!"
Kenji immediately whipped his heads towards the stands to his beautiful wife, his daughter and his mother. All three of his favorite girls. Even if one was a simulation. It made Kenji's heart skip a beat and flutter in happiness. His baby daughter, sat on his wife's lap clapping and giggling. The infant finding joy in just seeing her father. Those little joys even made Kenji's frustration dissipate. Even for a moment. With a grin, you leaned to kiss your daughter's head.
"C'mon, princess. Say 'Go daddy'" I gently coaxed my daughter whiles she cooed and babbled. D/n just clapped and giggled calling out for her father with endless joy. Kenji's eyes brimmed with tears. This small moment, this joy meant the world to him. It was just what he needed. His sunshine in the dark.
Even so the simulation of his mother sitting right next his daughter and wife was all he needed. With a quick wipe to his cheeks, Kenji readied himself.
Batter up. Ichi. Ni. San. Ball!
With all his might, Kenji swung and finally hit the ball. The ball disappeared into the landscape of the simulation as Kenji dropped the bat and felt so refreshed. This small win. This trivial achievement. It was..everything to Kenji. At this very moment, he just needed this.
"YAY! GO KENJI!" I cheered for my husband. The simulation of his mother followed in suite urging him to run. Kenji went towards the stands and picked up his daughter. With a spin around, he peppered her face in kisses before running three bases with her safely tucked in his arms. At the very last stretch, just three quarters in from the third to home base, Kenji put his tiny princess down and held her hands tight. "That's it! You're almost there!"
"Come on, little one. You can make the home run for daddy!" Kenji encouraged his daughter who giggled. D/n held onto her daddy's index fingers and with his support she waddled towards home base. With some falls and babbles on frustration, she finally got there. Kenji couldn't help but think of Emi when his baby daughter finally made the home run.
"Home run! Let's go D/n!" I shouted from the stands. My daughter giggled and smiled brightly not even knowing what she was being praised for. Blissfully unaware of the impact her bright smile had on Kenji. "Well done, baby! You did Kenji!"
"There's my girl! Well done, princess" Kenji praised his tiny girl and picked her up holding her tight and kissing her tiny face. D/n clung to her father and nestled into his affection.
"Thank you." Kenji murmured as his cheek pressed against hus daughter's soft hair. Thank you to his wife, his daughter and..of course his mother. He really needed this.
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