#NSR x reader

[emma045]

[murd3r0u55ilh0u3tt3]

Me after I accidentally started an argument despite my post being a joke:

[dangeroushologramcolor]

Being Neon J's daughter :

He and his wife always wanted to start a family, but his obligations in the army make it difficult.

When he was called for the border war, he asked the hospital to conserve some samples of his genetic material, so their dream can become true if something happened to him.

The war was unforgivable and murderous, but the thought of finally coming home to his dear wife, settle down and having children kept his spirit up.

After his warship was bombarded, he lost his crew and most of his body. He miraculously survived, but the majority of his body must have been replaced by robotic parts.

When he came back, his wife was crying of relief and pain. Seeing her husband in this state, but alive, put her emotions into a roller-coaster.

After his comeback, they decided to have a child.

The pregnancy goes well, they learnt that they'll be the parents of an adorable daughter. Everything was so perfect. If only it would last forever.

But fate had other plans.

His wife didn't survive the birth, leaving you and your father.

Neon J was devastated, why life must be so cruel. Giving him great joy then pulling him into misery.

But he must be strong. It only you two now, he must be strong for you, to protect you, to make sure his dear wife rest in peace, knowing both of you live in happiness.

It's a this moment he created the first models of 1010.

His passion always was music and dance. So, now that his military carrier is behind him, he'll become the next star of Vinyl City.

You were there when he taught the first models how to dance and sing. It wasn't very good. But your 3 years old self found it funny and loved to clap her hand in rhythm.

The second version of the 1010 was more human like and a little less army lookalike. They were better, but still not very popular because of their looks. And the five of them look perfectly the same, so people didn't really see the point of a band make of only one people multiplied.

The idea of making them in different colors went from you. You sticked stickers on them, with an unique color for each of them. It helped you to remember who was who. You father found the idea brilliant.

And so were made the third generation of 1010. You big brothers.

You loved them, and they loved you. Neon J was so proud of his little family. He hoped his dear wife could see that from where she is.

You takes part of 1010 training routine. You love dancing and your father is an excellent teacher.

You go to Vinyl City Elementary School, but your dream is to go to the military school. The only problem is that your father is formally against it. He refuses that you get enrolled in the army.

It really upset you, but you will prove to your father that you are strong enough to become at great general, like him.

If only you know he refuse because he's scared of what could happen to you. He doesn't want you to go though what he did.

He's kind of protective, sometimes too much.

Your brothers have a protocol named "Y/n's protection" coded deep inside them.

When Neon J isn't here to give them orders, you are the one who gives them orders.

They are not obligated to listen to them, but you're so cute when you act like that. And you never disrespect them, you they play along.

Since your brothers have a sailor uniform, you asked your dad one too.

How can he resist those puppy eyes when you asked him so sweetly "Can I have my own uniform too dad, please."

Now, you look like your brothers!

But you refused to wear the hat. You find it ridiculous.

Your dad works a lot, to the point of exhaustion. So when you saw him sleeping against his desk, you stole his coat and his captain hat and decided to supervised the concert for him.

You are 9 years old. You can do that. And your brothers agree with you. Your dad really need to rest.

You're not afraid of those rock revolutionaries. Let them come, they will see what 1010 is made of.

They will pay for what they have done to your friends' family. And for making Lady Tatiana angry.

They better have come with their tactical thermals goggles, because-

YOU'RE GONNA BRING THE HEAT!

[stinglikeabee1]

(Will the NSR fandom hate me if I post smut? Well let's do an experiment!)

Yan!1010 X Reader

(readers gender is not specified,sub!reader,reader gets tagteamed???,Rin(White) being very flirtatious.) (I do not support these actions,this is just pure fiction.) (AFAB reader)

(Warning: Degrading,sweet-talking,robots,breeding(?? Idk their robots),handjob,blow job,drugging.) (THIS IS YANDERE OF COURSE THERE WILL BE A LOT OF FUCKED UP THINGS- if your uncomfortable,please leave!!)

As the assistant of Neon,you must help out 1010. Whatever it takes,whatever the cost. If they are tired out by performing so much,immediately make them rest for optimal performance,says neon.

One day,they were somehow quite? Skittish? "Hey Y-y/n.!" Rin(White) said,his cheeks glowing with a white hue.Was Rin supposed to stutter? I Don't think it's an error nor in his code.. "Oh hi Rin! How are you feeling today?" You asked,you immediately got up with your clipboard in hand.

"Great!" Rin said,a bit of autotune in his voice. "Now,as the leader of 1010,you should drink more water my lovely,Y/N!" He handed you a cup of water,

"Oh! Uhm Thanks Rin." You spoke,you then took a sip out of the water.

You gulped down the water,just then you felt dizzy,your vision blurry. "Uhm..Rin what did you.." and your out.. how easy was it to drug a human? "Come on boys,let's bring them back to our room." Rin said,he then carried you up,and brought you back to their room.

(timeskip...woohoo.)

"Oh.. they're going to wake up!" A voice said,was that HayM (Yellow)? "Shut up! Be quiet." That voice is definitely Zimelu's.

"Huh..? What happened..?" You groaned.

"Finally your awake! We've been waiting for agesss!" Eloni(Green) said,his body language looking very exaggerated.

"Finally,boys,We can finally be the most ideal boyfriends and give them our utmost attention!" Rin said,his eyes glowing with anticipation.

"Stay still." Purl-Hew(Blue) said,he slowly started to unbutton your clothing,showing your bare chest (or anything whatever.)

They then tug on the waistband of your pants,and pulled it down,also taking your panties away. "Now now boys,one at a time. As the leader,I'll go first." Rin said,he then spread your legs wide open,he then pinched you clit,earning a whimper from you. He then slowly put in two fingers into your wet cavern,slowly pushing in and out. He then begins to unzip his clothing, (I feel like their clothes are just not stuck on their bodies.)he then lined up his robotic length against your entrance "W-wait stop.." "Shh.." Rin said,he then slowly entered you,he then wiped away the developing tears in your eyes from the pain.

"R-rin!" You moaned out,he started going at a slow,but deep pace. "Awww..look at them! So cute" HayM cooed.

"Ugh..I can't wait anymore. Rin roll them over." Zimelu said,once you were rolled over he immediately shoved his length down your throat.it didn't taste like anything. It just felt metallic.

You the jerked off HayM and Purl-Hew while Eloni was busy marking up your back.

Then they came,it was this sticky like fluid. It was edible? To say the least. But that didn't stop. You felt the liquid leak out of your used hole.

Round after round,they just kept going it felt like you were going to break.

Maybe you should get used to this.

[nostraightheadcanons]

For a reader x DJSS prompt,, any idea how he might propose? I can see it being like, a very private thing. Maybe one or two people know he's going to do it and him and his s/o have talked about it, what they're comfortable with ect.

Personally I agree--the way I see it, I feel he would absolutely be the type to be a lot more private about matters surrounding his love life, so of course this would fall under that too

Perhaps it takes him quite a bit of planning, I can see him as the type to be especially meticulous about how he wants the proposal to go--From the exact spot he wishes to propose to you (highkey can see a proposal in some location that allows for a breathtaking view of a starlit sky during nightfall, because of course), plans out the way he'd dress for such a special moment, perhaps a bit of planning out any potential decor (though I don't think it'd be something over the top, but y'know), etc... Probably has a whole speech planned out for it too (...likely had to make a few revisions so it wouldn't be... too lengthy... but to be fair, there just aren't enough things he can say about you, a celestial being who outshines practically all other cosmic wonders of the universe now, is there?)

At most, IF he were to have others present for the proposal, it'd only be a very select few number of people he's established enough trust in (he would... want to be certain that whomever he tells keeps this matter private), as those would be the ones he seeks out assistance from in this matter. But--even then, I'd see him as the type to prefer it be a one-on-one thing. Less pressure on his partner perhaps.

I do... Feel he probably would have discussed the matter with his partner prior to also, I can't see him just springing that question out of the blue without any sort of prior communication concerning marriage. Especially if he's very finicky about how he wants to set the proposal up, he wouldn't pop the question until he's sure his partner both wants this & is also ready to take that step... & that he himself is ready as well.

-⚸ Is♄tar ♇

[smittenroses]

Hi everyone! This is an announcement for a revamped version of my popular series 7 Minutes in Musical Heaven - henceforth known as A Muse in You.

It was a tough decision to either rewrite every chapter and keep the same plot - while also getting rid of the chapters people have come to love - or to create another story and do an entire overhaul. I decided to do number 2. The reason I did this is because I didn't want to erase an important part of my history for so many in the fandom while also keeping something I can look back on and be happy.

A Muse in You will contain more adult themes and the wonderful beta team I have scraped together behind the scenes has so far been amazing to work with, because of the more adult themes and tone I will be taking in the fic, I will not be publishing Muse chapters directly to the blog.

You can currently find the beginning chapter and Tatiana's solo chapter over on AO3, if a chapter has any potentially triggering content I will list it in the notes before the chapter begins.

Thank you so much everyone, and stay rocking.

— A Muse in You

[biribaa]

My name is Biriba, or just Writer Computer, it/it's :P. And as you can see I am a computer that writes x reader fanfics for specific fandoms. I'm a minor and brazilian.

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I can write fluff, yandere, angst and platonic or family related oneshots. I promise to put trigger warnings for the angst and yandere ones

Here's the list of the fandoms I can write for:

Stray

Faith

Don't Hug Me I'm Scared

Inscryption

The Stanley Parable

Electric Dreams

Tau

Brawl Stars

Doors

Madness Combat

No Straight Roads

Will You Snail?

I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream

Splatoon(Tartar only)

The Mitchells vs The Machines

Pinocchio Guillermo Del Toro(No pinocchio pls)

SCP Foundation

2001: Space Odyssey

Ordem Paranormal(Gosto mais de escrever sobre os monstros/qualquer personagem não humano)

Mandela Catalogue(No Gabriel request pls)

Skullgirls

The Little Brave Toaster

Awful Hospital Seriously The Worst Ever

Tower Heroes

Billie Bust Up

The Amazing Digital Circus

Playtime with Percy

Regretevator

Zardy's Maze

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Smut, of course, I'm a minor and even if I wasn't I'm not at all good with human anatomy. Any incest or pedo or any disgusting things, you got it. Age up child characters(age up a child still means you're attracted by the child).

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I'm wondering if Djss has a kid with his S/O or reader what kinda dad he'd be? I can see him being nervous before seeing his babu for the girst time?

I dont do nsr stuff anymore, but I'm bored so what the hell, cute parenting hcs time

- meeting the kid, be it through their birth or adoption is a big thing for him and he's anxious about it, but he still wants to DJ to distract himself. Tatiana had to FORCE him to take parental leave.

- if the kid is birthed through s/o, you BET this man is pacing outside the delivery room, mumbling to himself in a futile attempt to calm his nerves.

- when he first holds kid as a baby, he cries of sheer joy.

- DJSS loves his kid, 100%. Though, he's a little harsh when it comes to his expectations. Kid has to be a straight-A student and involved in at least one club.

- his ego comes from a place of lack of self worth, and he just wants the kid to achieve greatness and be notable, even if his method is strictness.

- this extends to when kid is older, and comes home with a sweetheart. He has impossibly high standards for anyone who wants to date his kid, and that's intentional.

[sdr2lovemail]

marry me neon j!!!

His radar pings in surprise. “How forward!” 

After the initial shock of being proposed to die down, Neon J brings a hand to where his chin would be. His screen shifts left to right as he looks you over. “Hmmm, I’m not seeing a ring.” 

A single finger taps against the glass screen that makes his face. “Traditionally, one would bring a ring to a marriage proposal.” 

With a snap of his fingers, he looks back at you. “This must be a new tactic. A surprise attack~!”

His back straightens as he brings his arms behind his back. “However, I must turn your offer down as we have just met. Besides, you shouldn’t try to be with an old man like me. I’m afraid my relationship days may be up.” He wistfully sighs.

“Though you will find your perfect match one day! Then you can try your surprise attack proposal on them. Perhaps with a ring this time.”

[slimyficgirl]

Bad boy type (Zimelu x reader)

Scratched record was the last record store on the metro district, as everything was going digital, and it would be closing down within the week. As much as you wanted to do something to save your favorite store, rally up a fundraiser or anything, the owner had already given up the fight. Now all you could do was take advantage of the closing sale.

You and your friend Sunny stood in the back of the shop, going through some old rock vinyl when the bell above the entrance jingled and Sunny let out a groan. Looking up from the Ramones record you had in your hands, you say the cause of her grief. Cadence, Trisha, and Tiffany. Three girls from your university that still acted like mean girls from high school, despite having graduated from that years ago. All three were from the Dream fever district, and they made sure everyone knew it with their stylish clothes and money. 

Ugh, how cliché. 

"What are they even doing here." Sunny hissed under her breath as she joined you at the rock aisle and you shrugged. "I think tickets for 1010 are going on sale at that fancy cyber café across the street, they're probably just waiting for that. Ignore them." "1010? That's a band you like too, right? Are you getting tickets?" You snorted softly. "Please, like I could afford those things. I'm, like, heeeellls broke." And wasting what little money you had here at the record shop. The bell rang again and this time you both groaned. The three joker queens were now joined by their joker king, Alan. While the three girls were mean in a more psychological way, Alan could be outright violent. "Maybe we should bail.."

Hush, let's kick it in to touch.

And wash away the sludge that's withering our minds.

Words, a message to the world,

To let the masses learn that someone holds a light.

Oh shoot. That was your song. 

You couldn't leave now.

You turned to Sunny with a grin on your face and she immediately dropped to her knees, playing an air guitar. You followed suit, raising your fists to play your imaginary drums as the two of you danced around the aisle. Of course Cadence and her groupies had noticed, and of course they'd likely mock you for this, but somebody else passing by the shop had noticed too. He stared through the window at the little show you and Sunny put on, a smirk creeping across his face.

So yeah, I'm ready for you.

Yeah, I'm ready for you.

Yeah, I'm ready for you now?

Are you ready for me?

Are you ready for me?

Are you ready for me now?

How cute. 

"How childish." Just as the song ended, Cadence and her friends made their way over, her arms crossed as she sneered down at you. How could somebody so rich and so pretty be so awful? Did her parents not love her enough? Did she feel overwhelmed with the social pressure of those around her and their expectations? You didn't care, all you cared about was that she was being a mega bitc-

"As if you didn't embarrass yourself enough in music history class today." Cadence went on, Trisha and Tiffany snickering behind her as Alan joined her side. "I mean, you couldn't even get such a basic question like where the term serenade came from." "um, Um, I don't know, Mrs. Wright." Alan mimicked you in an obnoxious, high pitched voice, "It comes from the Italian word Serenus, by the way. Not that you're smart enough to remember that. The school is really going down hill to let people like you in." "Is this how you deal with daddy taking away your allowance after you threw that fit in Mr. Mackey's class?" Sunny hissed, her temper flaring already. Unlucky for her, Alan's was even worse. He stepped forward, their faces way too close. "What did you say to me, you little freak?"

You sighed and, knowing this was a bad idea, placed a hand on his chest to try and push him back. "Back off, Alan Jones."

You got a hand around your throat in response. Crud. 

"I don't take orders from anyone, especially not pieces of poor trash like you."

The entrance bell jingled. 

Heavy steps approached.

"Let. Her. Go."

OwO? What's this?

The deep, stern, and poison dipped voice made everyone pause. Wincing you craned your neck to see who had spoken. Your jaw dropped. Standing there was a very, VERY tall robot wearing a black navy uniform with red highlights. he had a matching red mohawk with side burn and red eyes that stared hard at Alan. You yelped as his grip on your neck tightened. "Or you'll what. Scram, you cheap AI girl toy." Oof, a bit awkward of a comment seeing as you knew Cadence very much wished 1010 were her girl toys. You might have laughed if you weren't, ya know, being choked out right now. The big red boy, also known as Zimilu, reached down, grabbed Alan's wrist, and squeezed. You heard a pop that made you wince before the stereotypical bully dropped you on your butt, staggering back and gripping his now limp hand. he was cursing up and down, heading to the door with Cadence, Trisha, and Tiffany. “I’ll have you turned into scrap metal! And you!” He pointed a finger at you.

”Watch yourself! Don’t forget I know where you sleep, loser!” 

Oh boy. Well. Seemed like you had a lot to look forward to when you returned to your dorm. 

But you didn’t have time to think about that as Zimilu grabbed your jaw gently and tilted your head up. He was checking your neck. “Are you okay, baby? Does it hurt?” “…n-noooo?” A little, but you felt too awkward to say anything. “I’m okay..thanks.” “Of course, baby. That sort of behavior isn’t cool. Even to me.” And he was supposed to be the bad boy type. He gave you a slight smile once he was sure you were okay. “Name?” “Uh..Y/N. And this is Sunny.” You motioned to your friend, who was frothing at the mouth for revenge. Zimilu gave her a nod and held out his hand expectantly. “Phone.” “..huh?” You tilted your head and he snapped his fingers. “Phone. Give me your phone, baby.” 

…whyyyy? 

You hesitated and handed him your cellphone. He hummed as he typed something in, struggling as his hands were bigger than the phone, then handed it back to you. “If he does ANYTHING, you call me, understand?” “Um..” You were..really confused. He used a finger to tilt your chin, forcing you to look him in his eyes. They seemed a bit warmer now. “Understand?” He repeated. You swallowed, your mouth dry, and gave a nod. He smirked and stepped back. “Good. I have to go back to the ticket stand but I’ll see you real soon, beautiful.” Then he just..strolled out. You glanced down at your phone, staring at the number he put in. 

Holy crap. 

[emma045]

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Me, when the warning says x black reader but the fic doesn't mention the reader's skin colour once:

[dangeroushologramcolor]

I really like your platonic! nsr x reader! maybe hcs for being tatiana's daughter?

Thank you. I'm happy that it please you.

Being Tatiana's daughter :

image by GuudNight (onurleft@naver.com)

reader is 12 years old

For her, you are the only good thing coming out of her old band break up.

Even if it was the annoncement of her pregnancy to her bandmates that was the last drop which lead to the group separation.

Since the day she gave birth to you, she only wanted the best for you.

So she created her own record label, NSR, in order to provide a stable and ordered life for the both of you.

She refuses that the chaos and anarchy that caused her so much pain and grief affect you.

So she kept you as far away from rock as possible.

You look like her when she was young, orange/red hair wavy and disheveled, looking like flames; violet eyes and long and narrow nose.

What differentiates you is that your traits are softer and rounder.

For her, you are what gets her life in order.

She only focus on the present, you, and wants to forget her past.

She took care of you all by herself.

When you were a baby, she had a crib in her office, so she was able to work and be with you at the same time.

Then, when you were a toddler, she placed a baby park with toys and plushies.

Now, you have a little desk just next to hers.

Since birth, your life was ordered. You had to follow the rules or you will be grounded.

It wasn't that bad, you had some freedom, but you wished that your mom wasn't a helicopter one.

She just wants the best for you, she had made mistakes, she wants to prevent you to do the same as hers.

Since your mom works in the music industry, you are really well acquainted with the music world, its currents and artists, and what will be the next big thing.

When there's NSR meetings, you play with the artists' children.

They're your only friends since you're homeschooled.

You never told your mom, but you discovered rock with a song of the mythic Kul Fyra, and now, you can't help but listen to indie rock bands.

You heard that one of your favorite rock band, bunk bed junction, will perform to the lights up auditions and you were hoping that they will be accepted into NSR.

So seeing that not only were they disqualified, but that rock is now banned from the auditions, was a huge shock for you.

You sulked in your room all night because of that.

Your mother, who doesn't know about your little secret, thought that their behavior is what had made you all pouty.

Good thing she had banned this savages from the music scene.

Right?

[obsessed-bug]

If you have the time, could i maybe request some hcs for djss with a usually tired s/o?

(I love your writing btw <33)

Of course! Me being someone that also always feeling tired despite my sleep schedule being fixed now I heavily relate to the struggle anon. I know the pain- 😭 (Before you read on I just wanted to thank y’all for the support you guys it’s really boosting my confidence lately despite my very unorganized schedule. Y’all are so nice! (and forgiving-) 💜

Btw thank you anon I appreciate the feedback. To the anon if they’re reading this as well I am well aware this is really late. I deeply apologize for the long wait, hope you enjoy! 😅

• DJSS is so used to Vinyl City’s energetic population/fans it felt odd being around someone so… mellow, quiet, and more distracted at first.

• DJSS thought at first his S/O didn’t want to listen/was a bad listener in general whenever he or others talked/explained something, but really they were just tired as they tried their best to pay attention with what was being said. With this in mind the lack of sleep means worsened attention span (and other things as well), after all.

• Pushing his ego away and opening up to actually show his S/O he’s concerned for their health because of their lack of sleep, he does a bit of research and even reached out to other NSR artists for any advice since he didn’t know too much about sleep in general.

•I f his S/O tries to brush it off that just makes DJSS more more determined to help with their sleep.

• Aside from that he’d also try suggesting his S/O some ways that’s helped him whenever he’s struggling with sleep like stargazing, listening to instrumental music, a nice warm bath too.

• You’d think one of those few examples would work and sound all nice sure, but the only thing that’s ever worked for his S/O was cuddling surprisingly enough.

• Short or tall, DJSS’s S/O falls right asleep whenever they lay ontop of him. Literally is the best alternative pillow ever fr.

• Of course trying to fix something such as this doesn’t just fix itself in one day unfortunately, but dating someone like DJSS he’s very set on fixing things and follows through with whatever he’s doing.

• Even if DJSS can be stubborn and sometimes rude, he wants his S/O to be happy and healthy as possible (even if he’s annoying about it), he’s just showing he cares… even if it’s a bit too much.

Eeee might add onto this in the future, but thanks for requesting anon!

[nostraightheadcanons]

neon j x reader headcanons?

☆ Neon J X Reader Headcanons ☆ Since I'm not sure what you wanted I went with general Hcs about him falling in love, left it on a small kliffhanger ☆ Neon J never expected to fall in love again, after all these years of keeping his heart locked away he didn’t think it was possible to be so vulnerable around another. He didn’t believe anyone would see him like that. After the Border Wars and how he was turned into a Cyborg left a lot to desire. He wasn’t the man he used to be and had become at peace with the fact that he’d be alone till the end of his days. Because who could love the shell of the man he is today? That is until he met Y/N ☆ The romance between them would definitely be a slow burn for sure as the two got to know each other. Subtle glances that almost get caught by the other, touches that linger just a second more. So many little things that tugged at his heart strings, so many reasons to want to stay by their side even longer. Something about them was hypnotic, was it how their smile brightened the room? Or how their laughter sent his heart a flutter? Their happiness and joy was almost infectious he couldn’t help but find himself shine brighter with them ☆ Though he’s a busy man, he’d always manage to make time for them. There wasn’t a subtle bone in his body left to hide the way he felt about them. It was obvious to everyone, except himself. Ironic how the manager of 1010 can’t even notice when he himself has fallen head over heels. Without even noticing he wore their favorite color, hummed their favorite songs. Little things that reminded him of them. Just little things to brighten their day. Each day found a reason to love them just a bit more, each day past their bond grew stronger. ☆ 1010 would be the first to notice, like Neon J they’re not exactly subtle themselves. Finding ways to make sure Y/N somehow and mysteriously always keep running into each other. Next would the other NSR charters finding out about them both and how the two were oblivious to one another’s advances. It was amusing to see them both fumble about, dancing around their feelings. They’d surely tease Neon about it, he’d deny his feelings because there’s a part of him deep down that's scared they’ll reject him ☆ Though he had so many reasons to love you, he had so many reasons to be scared. He wasn’t like 1010, he wasn’t handsome or charming. He was anything from the ideal he had created. But he couldn’t help it, he couldn’t stop his heart from falling for them. He had written songs about love and how the heart could yearn for another, years of song writing and performances yet he couldn’t put it into words how he felt about them. Scrunched up papers, balled up confessions, how could he even admit to them about how he felt? Thrown away lyrics, pieced together into song. Orchestrated the way he felt about them, words straight from the heart they spoke of the many ways they captured his heart. Over and over again. Each little thing, each little way that they plucked the strings of heart and turned them into a melody. A song that would fall on deaf ears. But not if 1010 could help it! Unknown to Neon J, 1010 were cooking up quite the plan for Y/N to finally hear their Captain’s confession. They were going to be the ultimate wingmen of course!

[for-the-underrated]

👾 MAYDAY

👾 ZUKE

👾 DK WEST

👾 DJ SUBATOMIC SUPERNOVA

👾 SAYU

👾 YINU

👾 MOMMA

👾 RIN

👾 ELONI

👾 PURLHEW

👾 ZIMELU

👾 HAYM

👾 NEON J

👾 NADIA/EVE

👾 TATIANA QWARTZ

👾 KLIFF