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@eheieii

character who is sun-coded but not in the traditional ray-of-sunshine way. character who is sun-coded in the sense that they burn hot and bright and powerful, that they're a raging fury of fire and passion, and that maybe, just maybe, they are destroying themselves as they do so.

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*ੈ🌩️‧₊˚— overstimulation + seishiro nagi.

૮ ͈>◡< ͈ა warnings — smut, minors dni 18+, characters aged up to 20s, male masturbation, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, big cum shots, fantasies, aftercare, afab!reader, pro player!nagi - hello id like to thank @irideaels for letting me rant abt this a few days ago so !!!! enjoy !!! + not beta read btw lol

oh because … nagi who cums until he physically can’t anymore when he’s jerking off.

one hand tweaking his nipples from under his tight black shirt he couldn’t be bothered to shrug off and the other fisting his cock glossed in layers of hot cum and precum — soiling the palm of his hand with its viscosity.

seishiro’s cheeks tint pink with exertion, sweat beading at his hairline like jewels on a necklace as his back arches off the bed and his hips rise with fluid and steady thrusts into his closed fist. he only works hard for things that he wants, and what he wants is an orgasm. more than one. poor sei, all frustrated because he won’t stop until he’s satisfied or until the burn of frustration from not having you with him ceases to exist.

he tucks his face into his shoulder, lips pouty and bitten until they’re a shade darker than the pink that they usually are — nagi running his thumb back and forth, back and forth through the seedy tip of his angry red cockhead just like you would. it’s a nice feeling, especially when he’s so sensitive. it makes his eyelashes flutter against his shirt and an impatient whine reverberate in the depths of his throat because he needs you, he misses you.

everything is too hot, his dick between his stick and shiny cum covered thighs. nagi’s skin to the touch. the sex tainted air in the room. in order to cool off, sei takes his shirt between rows of pearly white teeth that are gritted to hold his moans and if he closes his eyes tight enough — he can use the wet slap of his hand around his aching, twitching cock to picture you above him and riding him the way he likes..

he imagines the squelch of your precious cunt around him, squeezing himself like you would when you sink down on his thick and lengthy shaft — he starts slow and lazy but the more nagi pictures you bouncing away in his lap, circling your clit to the pace of his whimpers and whines the more he speeds up. mercilessly pounding his own fist, sending droplets of his precum and remainders of his precious orgasms flying about the place and messing up his sheets.

“ngh…hah, angel please. please.” he gasps airily to no one in particular — using the veil of the darkness surrounding him to picture you better. there’s a blistering burn in seishiro’s lower spine like he’s about to bust again and his thighs twitch apart on instinct as if to make room for it all, his second hand shooting between them to squeeze and tug on his large breeder’s balls. he wants you so bad, it makes him cry as he rolls his hips higher and higher. “g’na make me cum. w’na cum…please!”

nagi whispers your name into the night, his hips stuttering as the chord holding back his release snaps in his lower tummy. greyish-brownish eyes roll back into his skull as he helplessly drools from his babbling mouth. one, two, three — he gives a few more shallow pumps to his sore cock, ropes of hot white shooting over his glistening abs and milky chest, seeping into his salt slicked skin. nagi is dizzy, he’s cum, what? three or four times now? he’s lost count, he’s too tired but it’s still not enough to get rid of the white hot need he feels for you.

there’s mess upon mess as seishiro starts himself up again — languidly jerking off with his movements easily guided by the slickness of his last orgasm as lube. this time he thinks of you cleaning him up, sucking bruising marks against the creamy flesh of his thick thighs where only he can see them. you’d kitten lick your way up his cock, take him into your warm pretty mouth and suck on him like your life depends on it.

he can practically hear the way you’d gag on it, spit on it, palm what you can’t swallow down with your dainty little fingers while you moan around him. it drives nagi up the wall. he’s blushing and crying, stroking himself hard and fast and he feels like his hand might drop off — but he’s almost there. dopamine shoots across his brain as sei imagines you taking his release down your throat, how you’d whine around him, complain about just how much he cums even though you both know that you like it.

without realising, his fingers speed up again — thumb circling his tip in tight movements. he switches to using both hands instead of just one, wildly fucking up into his make-shift pussy as if it were yours or your mouth. hot tears sting a path down seishiro’s cheeks in exhaustion and frustration, but this’ll be it. this will be the one to sedate his hunger.

“oh fuck,” nagi’s shakily chokes back a sob, clenching around his own chubby cock, wetting his lips, writhing against the wet bed sheets and blankets below. “oh angel! hah, hah, haaaah!” his hips have a mind of their own while they desperately chase after his high like he would after a goal on the pitch and before nagi knows it. he’s cumming once again. blinding ecstasy rolls over his body in large waves, drowning him, suffocating him. he feels like he can’t breathe as if you’ve stolen all the air from his lungs. blood rushes through sei’s ears and wracks his entire body in a fit of the shakes.

he cums so hard, brilliantly and beautifully — his large cum shot hitting his face and dropping down to his heaving chest while he pants and comes back down. he knows he won’t be able to stay conscious for much longer, blindly reaching for his phone with messy hands to snap pictures of his ruined cock and pink flushed face to send to you.

sei baby ♡ - 10:45PM: came so much 4 u angel. come home soon

sei baby ♡ - 10:47PM: (2 attachments.png)

in fact, nagi’s orgasm and the aftershocks of it are is so big that he quite literally passes out after messaging you, giving into his tiredness. finally being able to relax.

and when he comes to, you’re there, dressed in his clothes — cleaning up nagi’s sensitive spots and all his mess with a damp wash cloth so tenderly, a proud smile on your face as you brush back his sweaty and snowy white hair. “you did so well for me, sei,” you whisper, kissing his tear stained cheeks as if he might shatter if you do. “go back to sleep.”

“mngh… thank you, love you angel…” he manages before drifting off.

“love you too, my handsome boy.”

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@eheieii

Hmm, Ken's "buddy" who can fit into all of Ken's clothes, you say...

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@eheieii

The deep lore.

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@eheieii <3

The way she takes of the high heel but is still on tip toes, how she waves around and the car drives itself, the barbieland sign with the hearts around, the pink slide, the glittery posters and the perfect descriptions

SHE'S EVERYTHING HE'S JUST KEN!!!!!!!

Greta you did again!!!!!!

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Atta boy Moon

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Screw creator!reader, what about secretary!reader who handles everything for the creator, as their favorite acolyte, it is only natural for them to handle the duties of their creator. But.. How do you expect to finish your work when the creator, your supposed god is always flirting with you?! Blowing in your ear, telling you cheesy pick-up lines, whispering in your ear with a seductively low tone. It gets worse, you also have to deal with a clingy anemo archon, the raiden shogun and her weird ways of showing you how much she loves you and also the geo archon's subtle teasing. Archons! How are you supposed to finish all your duties on time now?

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Seven Deadly Sins by H Yu

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Persevere

Word count: 1431

Pairing(s): Honestly? This all over the place so take your bets

Warning(s): ** the nasty is happening below

This is easily the greatest and stupidest idea you’ve ever had and yet— it’s working. You’ve never been one to do such things but here you are, giving head to Wu Chang all so your team can survive this match.

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Without a Fight (SAGAU) Pt 2

Summary: You were the top of your class in your Dojo, and while you learned martial arts to never use it, your current situation left you with no choice…

Tags/warnings: SAGAU, Religious Themes, Cult behavior, violence, reader is a martial artist, the writer is very rusty

Words: 2021

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You knew it was daytime; the birdsong and sunlight invading your eyes told you as much. But you didn’t want to wake up yet. Such peaceful moments were going to be hard to come by and you knew it. You could worry about the movement next to you later.

Movement?

Movement!

You immediately swung the back of your fist towards where you felt the presence. You were in no condition to fight since you just woke up, but you hoped that your surprise attack would at least wind them. 

You felt your punch connect, earning a surprised yelp from the person who was watching you sleep.

Springing up from your resting place on the ground, you whirled around to face your supposed assailant. A tattered blanket flew off of your shoulders at the movement, fluttering to the ground as you raised your fists, ready for a fight.

Your eyes fell on familiar long, gray hair that you had gotten used to seeing on your computer screen.

“… Razor?”

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Heya! I was just wondering if you're requests were open for a monsterprom request with Oz? His S/O is like a cloud demon and they get sad super easily which causes them to form rain clouds and stuff based on how they're feeling?

Oz loves you. No doubt about it. He knows it, you know it, everyone in Spooky High knows it (some even knew it before he did)

He loves that you always have clouds around you. He loves clouds! There are many reasons to be afraid of them, but they are still so pretty! Just like you!

Before the two of you started dating, he had the hardest time trying to conceal his feelings. Changing one’s own eyes to look like hearts by accident and pesky phobias holding up “I LUV U” signs are not good for hiding a crush.

Because of his anxiety and your sadness, neither of you were willing to confess to the other. It. Drove. Everyone. Crazy.

It was so obvious that you liked each other! Even Scott could see that, and he was completely oblivious to stuff like this!

The only person NOT annoyed by your little “romance” was Zoe, who was amassing quite the online following for her “Oz x MC” fanfictions. Though that isn’t to say that she didn’t want you together irl. She wants her OTP to be canon!

It seemed as though every student had a plan to get you two together. Every single one was ridiculous.

Vera made a business where she made people sell their ideas to “make an ultimate plan”.

Yeah, the two of you went through quite a bit of stress because of all these idiots trying out their plans. Oftentimes all at once.

Regardless of who’s plan worked best (it was Zoe and Calculester’s), in the end, you both ended up together, becoming one of the cutest couples in the school!

Oz always does his best to cheer you up when you’re sad. He’ll make stupid jokes, he’ll make hearts out of your clouds, he once even tried to do a handstand to make you smile.

NGL, the first time he saw you smile, he thought he was having a heart attack. How can one person be so cute!?

He does everything in his power to cheer you up, even if he himself is not the most positive person to be around. After all, it’s the least you deserve for being such a lovely person.

He brings you flowers! Or tries to, anyway. Plants don’t like him very much, and tend to die before he can get them to you.

You know the little phobias on his shoulders? They will whisper to him, telling him what he should say if he can’t get through a pickup line. They will also hold up little signs with compliments on them! They love you just as much as Oz does.

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Works list!

Requests: *Closed*

Note: I am ok with writing most things, just send me your request no matter how weird or dark, and ill let you know if I am able to write it. I am also happy to write scenarios and fics between the characters not involving the reader, so give me your crack ships!!

I'll try to get every request done at a decent time, but sorry if I'm not able to get some out as fast since I still have a lot of my own ideas I wanna get out-thanks for being patient with me! :)))

*To clarify, I will most likely make a request yandere or mean unless you specify otherwise.*

Vasco- "My Man".- Softdom!Vasco x Pillowprincess!fem!reader

Samuel- "Man Gone".- Dom!Samuel x Sub!male!reader

Gun- "Tantrum"- Gun x Fem!reader

Gun- "Sweeter"- SoftYandere!Gun x Fem!reader

Goo- "Rocky Waters"- Yandere!Goo x Fem!reader

Doe- "For Her" - Daniel x Zoe

Goo- "Whole Again"- Goo x Fem!reader

Jake- "Mountain Dew, Baby!"- Softdom!Jake x Fem!reader

Daniel- "Relax"- Dom!Danny x Sub!Fem!reader

Samuel- "Butterfly"- Softdom!Samuel x Sub!Fem!reader

Samuel- "God Have Mercy"- Yandere!Samuel x Male!Reader

Johan+Jake+Samuel- "Pet"- Yandere!J+J+S x Fem!reader

Johan- "Not Going Anywhere"- Softdom!Johan x Fem!reader

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Headcanons:

Jake Kim as a father

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Minis:

scenarios and ideas that don’t feel like writing a long fic for, but a detailed section (requests are open for these)

Sinu Han- “Anything for You”

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Original works:

"Keep me forever, please say you own me?"

Yandere! Sinu Han x Depressed! reader: Was this the last day, would it all finally end? *smut*

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"Pretty Baby"- coming soon

Dom! Jonggun x Yandere! sub! reader: Little brats like you need to be put down. *smut*

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"Mean Daddy" Series

Dom!Eli Jang x Sub!reader: some yandere themes, strong in some stories but not in all.

"Sweet Punishment"

Smut

Eli has to put his pretty little pet in her rightful place- at his feet.

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"I'm Here"

Angst, slight fluff. Hurt/comfort.

Little Daniel x Fem!reader: Extreme angst, happy ending. Danny is very concerned about reader, she wants to end it all. Very triggering themes-Suicide, mentions of self-harm, stalking, unhealthy dynamics, abusive family, and forced marriage. DO NOT READ IF ANY OF THESE UPSET YOU.

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"Garden of Eden"

Fluff, some angst

Zack Lee x Mira Kim: In the Garden of Eden, two hearts are connected by a bridge of flowers

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More will be added as more ideas come! Please excuse my poor writing, I'm still learning and will appreciate advice on improving! My work also is lowkey really repetitive, so sorry about that

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fed up- iwaizumi hajime

fed up- iwaizumi hajime

implied stripper oikawa x domestic! large male reader x stripper! iwaizumi

in which iwaizumis boyfriend finds out his secret, and decides that his efforts shouldn’t go unrewarded.

STRIPPER AU, MINORS, FEMALE ALLIGNED DNI. THIS IS VERY NSFW

im ngl i hate HATE HATE this like it was such a good idea and i really fucked it aLL up :( it also took three days so i couldn’t redo it </3

its also like 3.8k words goodbye

TW: size kink, stomach bulge, dumbification, implied cheating, slapping, spitting, breeding, rough sex, dubcon, unhealthy relationships, bunny iwaizumi, slobbering, dacrylphilia, objectification, exhibitionism, themes of revenge sex, daddy kink, choking, nipple and chest play, power fucking, face fucking, man handling, marking/biting

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wake up 🥀

cheater! asmo x boyfriend! reader

genre: angst 🌧

prompt: you and asmo have been in a long term relationship and asmo is convinced he's satisfied with having just you. that is until, on a friendly outing, he falls into temptation and cheats on you with a pretty stranger.

warnings: acts of infidelity, hints of sexual deeds, consumption of alcohol, lots of screaming and crying, language, yes i mean cursing. (i'd say this pretty much has some adult content, read at your own risk)

asmo remembers entering the club with high-class demons. he couldn't really recall why he had left to go on this outing instead of staying at the house of lamentation in the comfort of your arms. yes, he came with wealthy demons who only knew of entitlement and snobbery, but he was the avatar of lust for crickey's sake! those reckless demons who were spoon fed priviledge their entire life and asmodeus, the bewitching and most alluring asmodeus, were in two very different leagues. a bunch of spoiled kiddos next to literal devildom royalty. choosing their company over yours was like eating a bag of expired nachos from a local akuzon knock-off when a fresh plate of barabatos' banana cake was just a plate away from you. but he had accepted their offer anyways, not having been on many nightly outings since you two had gotten together. not like he needed them with you by his side, he just wanted to feel nostalgic on this particular night.

he remembers the interchanging lights that bounced off the club's walls; red then blue then green then purple then asmo's favorite, a shade of hot pink. the dj announced a new track and dancers surrounding him would release an array of woohoo's and yeyyy's.

he remembers being foolish enough to be swayed to drink whatever fucking alchohol he had drank that night. at first it was "just one shot", but then a crowd began surrounding asmodeus, cheering him on as he devoured an unidentifiable liquid from a long glass chalice. it was nothing he couldn't handle, demons had better alcohol tolerance compared to humans after all. he remembers chuckling as he swallowed the last bits of the alcohol, remembering the way you had passed out that one time he asked you to drink with him. the beer he gave you was native to devildom, he figured that humans didn't have alcohol as strong as the ones that demon's had. but seriously, you had only drank one cup and still managed to get wasted before falling asleep in asmo's arms.

the cheers of his name got louder as he basically slammed the chalice onto the counter. the crowd celebrated him, before they slowly dispersed into their original groups, doing their own thing. his friends approached him shortly after, patting him in the back and urging him to do wilder things with them. he couldn't refuse at that time, his mind far too intoxicated. he thought that letting loose wouldn't end so badly, after all, he used to do this long ago...

boy, would he regret his decision.

it didn't take long before a feminine hour glass figure approached him and his friends. the petite lady draped her arms over his shoulder. she whispered to him, an invite to go "sight seeing" inside one of the club's special bedrooms. suprisingly enough, it became a tempting offer to asmo even when he was sure his loyalty to you at that time was unquestionably sturdy. his friends encouraged him to get with the pretty stranger, some nudging him on the side and wolf-whistling as she rubbed her hands all over his shoulders seductively.

he excused himself as he ran to the bathroom, not knowing why he couldn't just reject her head on and told her that he had a boyfriend. he ran straight for the sink, splashing water over his face, trying to regain rationale. asmo heard the door to the men's bathroom open, not minding it any attention. he turned aggressively as a hand reached out for his shoulder.

"woah, dude! you should chill it's just me."

asmo felt disappointed, disgusted even. this person just pushed him to sleep with a stranger when all of his friends were well aware he was dating you. he turned away from his friend, glaring at his reflection in the mirror, wanting nothing more than to get out. but he knew, deep inside of him, that the woman's advances had awoken the sleeping beast he tried so hardly to contain. the thought of cheating, the thought of two people at the same time lusting for him and needing him without knowing of asomdeus' infidelity, it fed a sadistic presence inside of asmo.

"why did you walk out of there, dude?? that chick was hot! you could've seriously gotten laid, tonight."

"i have a boyfriend, daniel. you know that."

the other demon scoffed, rolling his eyes as if he his own mother had just been insulted. for a moment, asmo wanted to tear his limbs apart for disrespecting your name. that is, until he fell for his friend's idiotic reasoning once again.

"that human? seriously?? what happened to you? you used to bed every demon you saw fit before that petty human walked into your life. jesus, asmo, you're the avatar of lust for crickey's sake! we all used to look up to you. get it together man, the avatar of lust doesn't just settle for anyone, especially not for someone like that mortal mut your brothers keep around. plus, you need a break every once in a while. one night wouldn't hurt anyone."

asmo doesn't remember, if it had been the jabs at his ego or if it had been the alcohol that pushed him to pursue the stranger who had approached him a while ago.

he remembers tapping at her shoulder, smirking at her as she stood up from her seat to kiss him. she lead him to a secluded corner, entering a different part of the club before stopping at a door. she pulled him closer, the two meeting with a passionate exchange. they stop for a brief moment to enter a bedroom, decorated in a sultry red.

yes, he remembers as she pulls him to the velvety beds to serve his needs. he remembers the intoxicating grunting and moaning that tempted him to take a step further. he remembers feeling the heavy weight of guilt as they held each other, sweaty and needy for more.

but as he holds her in her his arms, he forgets. he's guilty to admit that as he shares the intimate moment with her, he forgets about you. he's a mess, completely lost in a haze as he feeds his long forgotten side, the avatar of lust inside him. his hunger was insatiable, going on until his demonic instincts were satisfied. the two of you haven't even reached that stage yet, only going as far as letting asmo touch parts of you with his hands.

he leaves the club with great despair and regret that morning. panic in his every step as he basically runs to the house of lamentation. a big, alarming 3:27 appears on his dnd, cursing as he realizes that it's way too fucking early for him to be looking for you and way too fucking late for him to be running home. he went straight for his room as you had been sleeping together him for a while now, he doesn't know why he expected you to be cuddled up in his bed sheets, waiting for him. when he doesn't find you there, he runs straight for your bedroom. he's physically shaking when he finds it empty as well, only having a few guesses as to where you had stayed.

he runs for mammon's room, you two being particularly close friends. with mammon being your "first" and all. he stops himself from banging at his idiot brother's door, remembering what time it is. he doesn't get to knock at all as an extremely haggard y/n opens mammon's bedroom door for him, obviously not expecting the avatar of lust to be in front of him. his heart sinks as he stares straight at your baggy and red eyes, realizing that you must've found out one way or another.

you slam the door at his face, refusing to let him see you so weak and depressed from his actions. "wait! i can explain!" he exclaims from the other side of the door, beginning to hit at it with a violent force.

"explain what, asmo? that you kissed a chick at a bar while you were out?" you reply to him, watching as mammon stirs awake from his bed from all the commotion. you shush him before he can say anything, reassuring him that you had it under control. mammon was an impulsive demon, yes, and as much as he wants to break asmo in half for hurting you, he knew better than to disrespect you, especially at times like these.

"kiss? what do you mean kiss??" asmo tries to lie, feigning innocence even when the sight of drunken sex could be seen on him from a mile away. with the way his dress shirt is unbuttoned from the top, his neck painted with bruises and bite marks. and the way his hair is wet and disheveled, like he had just woken up from a steamy night. you were an idiot for even assuming that him and his fling stopped at kissing.

"what? you didn't think i wouldn't see your friend's picture of you cheating on me on his god forsaken public devilgram account, wouldn't you?! i'm a fucking human, asmodeus. not a fucking eyeless blob of goo!!"

asmo and mammon both flinch at your tone. asmodeus, in particular, remembering how you had nicknamed him 'momo' just a few hours ago, calling for him with so much love and gentleness that he could feel his heart explode. your boyfriend's (or ex-boyfriend) about to make up an excuse, but you beat him to it, a gasp leaving your lips before you open the door at him again.

"don't tell me.. did you sleep with her, asmodeus?"

"i--" he gulps, unable to lie to you. "i did." tears leave his eyes, and he tries to reach out for you, tries to comfort you, tries to comfort himself, but--

you shut the door at him, louder than ever. he begins banging at mammon's poor door again, shouting and pleading for your forgiveness. he knows he'd be able to break the door down in his demon form, but he didn't want to hurt you further by using violence to invade your boundaries.

he gives up after a while, a few of his brothers giving him unappealing looks. either of disappointment or just pure, unadulterated, hatred even in their sleepy states. he gives up, not realizing he had been begging for hours on end, he tucks himself behind his knees, waiting and leaning against mammon's door, wasting the morning away by crying with guilt and grief. you didn't need to tell him, you two were over, done, no more. asmo wanted to negotiate, wanted to hear you give him a second chance, he wanted to wake up from this nightmare, wanted to feel you shake him awake and to feel you rub at his back, reassuring him that none of those things actually happened.

but it never comes. and the realization that you would've been making asmo coffee about now to ease his hangover absolutely breaks the boy, sending him into another crying fit. eventually, lucifer asks him to get it together and mammon forces him to stay away from his room, allowing you and mammon to access breakfast together.

he spends his days, his nights, every second ever since that day, wailing at his room, unable to face you. he wanted to apologize, to excuse himself, but the fear of hearing it leave your own mouth "we're over, asmo," made him lock himself away from the outside world, knowing that he'd rather die than confirm that you hated him with your whole being.

maybe if he cried enough, he could pass out and wake up.. finally wake up in your arms. it's certainly not possible, but it helps asmo go through it.

- rammy

a/n,, y'all want a part two??

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woah, that's awesome. :0

Finished my first piece in a long ass time

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