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levis-hazelnut · 2 years
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Hi, there, I'd love to join your collab!! Please sign me up for pregnant!Sasha after the end of the manga (it's gonna be a canon divergence and Jean's the baby's father btw because Jeansasha is my OTP and I can't stop writing about my babies)
hi love of course i'll put you up on my list right now hehe thank you for joining 🥰
hazel's baby fever collab
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cxrsed-angel · 5 months
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Hazel Callahan x Fem!reader smut
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summary: Hazel finds your new cheer uniform attractive. Particularly the skirt and how short it is.
Warnings: Oral (r receiving), Hazel is an ass girl, slight spanking, hazel doing sexual activities when’s she probably shouldn’t be. After that fight. Reader is more feminine. 18+ MDNI
A/N: I watch bottoms 2 months ago and i haven’t stopped thinking about her and ruby cruz since, so here’s this. Also reader is a cheerleader. I wish I could come up with a clever title. Also Hazel gives me service top vibes.
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Hazel is sitting on your bed. She’s trying to listen to whatever you are talking about, but she can’t focus on anything besides how hot you look in your new cheer skirt. The skirt is white with blue and red on the bottom, falling just above your thigh. You had gotten the new uniforms for the big game against Huntington. She watches you move around your room, getting ready for the game, her eyes lingering on your legs and how short the new cheer skirt seemed compared to the old ones. 
“Pj was such a dick the other day. I mean, saying that about your mom was so out of line, babe, and I mean, you didn’t make a fake fight club to have sex with cheerleaders. You actually cared about female solidarity and everything. And you’re literally dating a cheerleader on your own accord without lying-“
You pause your rant about PJ, turn around, and see Hazel sitting in your bed, staring at the lower half of your body. It’s clear she isn’t paying attention. You walk closer to your bed and see her bruised face from the fight at the pep rally. You frown, knowing she probably had some sort of concussion that was making it hard to focus.
“Hazel? Hazel, are you okay…do you need to lie down? Am I talking too fast?”
Hazel looks up at you with her blue eyes bruised black and purple, but they’re still big and bright as she looks at you. 
“I-um, no, I was just thinking about something else.” 
You sit beside her on your bed, your thighs touching hers in her black jeans. Hazel's eyes linger on your upper thighs again before tearing her eyes away. She feels her heart beating faster in her chest, trying not to stare at your legs, trying to ignore the ache in between her thighs. She feels a bit guilty being so turned on as you look at her, so worried and concerned. 
“Oh? Thinking about what?” You see Hazel look a bit flustered at your question, and you relax a bit. You could tell it wasn't something bad, but you were still intrigued about what was on her mind. 
“Um. I was just thinking about you and how you look cute in your cheer skirt,” she tells you the truth partially, slightly nervous and embarrassed to admit that your skirt had turned her on so much. 
You smile at the compliment. “Oh, thanks, babe! We got new cheer uniforms since it's like the biggest game ever, but they are a bit shorter.” You get off your bed and look at the skirt through your mirror. It’s a few inches shorter than your usual cheer skirt. You thought you got the wrong size at first, but they just ended up being that short. “I'm glad we were shorts underneath, or I would literally flash the crowd.” 
Hazel smiles, laughing a bit at your comment, eyes still gazing at your lower half. “Well, it looks really good on you. Maybe shorter skirts make you more aerodynamic, help you fly up higher or something.” 
 Hazel suggests innocently when she knows thats probably not the reason your skirt is so short it's almost showing your ass considering your team’s pep rally performance.  You laugh a bit, smiling at her reasoning. 
“I really don't think that’s the reason, baby.” 
She toys with the bottom of your skirt lightly as she continues. “No, I think it is! Maybe it could help with the-the air and going up and-and flips and stuff because there less..fabric?” 
Hazle tries to justify but fails, making you laugh more. You find her attempt cute, though. Her blue eyes linger on your thighs again, gazing at them before she pulls you onto her lap by your hips, quickly kissing your lip-glossed lips suddenly. You suck in a sharp breath at the unexpected kiss, closing your eyes and melting against her the familiar feeling of her lips. You feel Hazel’s hands grasp your hips tighter as she kisses your lips, pressing against each other. Your arms go around her neck.
You break apart from the kiss slightly, looking at the playful smile on her lips and her face flushed and red, her eyes wide as she looks back. You can tell she’s turned on, and if her gaze didn’t give it away, her hands creeping up under the skirt did. 
“You’re really happy over these aerodynamic skirts, huh?” you smile at her, knowing that was not the reason she couldn’t keep her hands off you. You could tell it was because of how the shorts showed off your legs and a bit of your ass. 
Hazel pulls you against her passionately. Your lips crash together, kissing you again. She pulls you by your hips back on top of her. You feel her hands lightly moving down your back. She can’t keep her hands off of you, but you move your lips off slowly as you realize how things are progressing. You stare at Hazel, hesitant when you remember.  
“Hazel…are you sure you can do…more strenuous activities? You know you were beat up pretty badly, babe.” you look concerned as you sit up, moving off of her. You move off from on top of her and sit back on your bed. 
She nods excitedly like there is no problem, like she didn’t get the shit kicked out of her the other day and is perfectly okay. 
“Yeah, I’m fine, it’s fine. I’m like almost 100% better anyways.” Hazel tries to sound sure, but you can tell she isn’t. You nod, still not fully unconvinced. You saw the fight and know she had taken quite a beating, and the last thing you wanna do is make it worse by having sex. 
You pause, thinking for a moment before speaking again. “Babe, I really don’t think we should be doing anything. Plus, we have to be at the football game in like an hour.” Hazel nods, pouting her lip a bit as she thinks. You watch her fidget with her silver rings as she thinks of a solution, clearly not taking no for an answer. 
“Oh! Wait, wait, I got it.” Hazel looks excited, her blue eyes excited. She lays down on your bed. “I’ll just eat you out.” You pause, thinking for a few minutes about her solution,  
“I don’t know Hazel…what about you-”
 She cuts you off, hungrily kissing your lips as they press against hers. She cups your cheek and slips her tongue in your mouth. You melt instantly, feeling that warm feeling you get every time you kiss. After making out for a few minutes, you feel her pull away, your head a bit dizzy from the kiss.
“Please let me eat your pretty pussy. I promise I’ll be fine,” Hazel begs as she looks at you, slowly rubbing circles on your hips. Her words go straight to your core, turning you on.  
You look at her and give in, unable to resist her big blue eyes. “Fine, but you’re stopping the second you get dizzy or something feels off.” Hazel nods as her grip on your waist tightens as she looks up at you excitedly. 
She pulls your black lacey underwear from under your cheer skirt and throws them somewhere off in your room. You lean down and cup her face with her face, your lips crushing onto hers again, making out. Hazel moves her hands down, lightly squeezing your ass. Her lips linger, touching against yours as she looks up at you. 
You move, placing your hips over her face. You look at her as she stares back excitedly. You slowly lower yourself on her lips and waste no time licking around your wet and puffy folds. She licks along your lips slowly, and you gasp at the feeling of her tongue. She continues moving her tongue as you try to hold your hips, trying not to thrust them, Hazel’s injuries still in the back of your mind. You moan out her name as she sucks on your clit. 
“Fuck Hazel, please don't stop.” you close your eyes, grabbing the side of her sheets and slowly rolling your hips against her lips. 
She grips your ass under your cheer skirt, squeezing it. Her tongue slips inside your entrance, and your moan grows louder as her motions speed up slightly, eating you out like she’s starved. Your face grows hotter as you feel the arousal building; you feel yourself getting wetter under her touch. She places a smack on your ass, and you moan, not expecting to like it as much as you did.  
“Fuck, baby! I'm close!-yes, right there! Fuck Hazel!” 
Your back arch letting out a breathy moan as your orgasm gets closer. You thrust, moving your hips faster as she swirls her tongue around your swollen clit. You feel yourself coming undone as your orgasm hits. Cumming around Hazel’s lips. You breathe deeply and slowly move from on top of her, sitting in your bed. Hazel sits up, her chin wet and lips swollen. 
You look at her, wiping your wetness off her lips. “How do you feel? Are you dizzy, or do you have a headache?” 
Hazel smiles and shakes her head. You nod, still catching your breath. You feel her hand on your thigh, rubbing it softly, feeling her cold rings on your skin. 
“Yes, I’m fine; never been better.” She beams, happy from her previous activities. You kiss her lightly before standing up to finish getting ready for the game against Huntington. Hazel leans against her arms, watching you in your bed. 
“But after I feel better, I’m gonna have to fuck you in that skirt.” you turn around at her words, a bit shocked at how bluntly she put it. 
“Oh? You are. And eating me out while I'm wearing it isn't enough?” Hazel shakes her head lightly. 
“No. I mean, it's good enough for right now, but the thought of watching you bounce on my strap in that cute little skirt is making me feel a bit foggy and extremely turned on.” 
You nod as you return to putting on your makeup for the game. “Well, get a doctor’s note, and we can make that happen.”  
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ohmyboytoy · 9 months
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teratomat · 11 months
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demonangelboyelias Who wants to be in the middle ? 🥵👀
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thaliasthunder · 1 year
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and to think these motherfuckers all saw him as some creepy weirdo they needed to keep a safe distance from and debated to just LEAVE HIM TO DIE. i am trembling with rage i will burn them alive i will fucking stab them open i will feast with their guts i will
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nerdyautumnlover · 2 months
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peucesart · 3 months
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here's the first half of my inktobers!! featuring my own ocs, and also @paleopronouns' eini .believe it or not, i actually finished these on time lol. i just do NOT like scanning stuff, so i put it off. there's brief descriptions of who's in each pic. i used three prompt lists, which are each under the cut. the formatting of the pics are:
prompt (# of the prompt list), date/signature
part two is in the reblogs!
prompt list 1: @ultrainfinitepit's angeltober
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prompt list 2: ginktober 2023
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prompt list 3: inktober 2021 ocean themed prompt list
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yonemurishiroku · 11 months
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Something something Nico dies. And years down the line, when Hazel has lived a fulfilled life and it’s time for her to reunite with her brother, her children watch as a young boy just appears out of nowhere - invisible to the other’s eyes but theirs - and takes the old woman’s hand the same moment her breaths stop.
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weirdlookindog · 1 month
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The Premature Burial (1962) - Italian photobusta
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josefksays · 6 days
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melancholydoll · 6 months
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Hi it’s me!
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levis-hazelnut · 2 years
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HAZEL IM GONNA MISS YOU SO SO SO SO MUCH!!! PLEASE I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST LIFE AND I HOPE THINGS GO YOUR WAY AND IM REALLY GONNA MISS YA.
i really hope things go ur way and u succeed in life! i love u hazel, thank u for all the memories! please never forget me!! stay safe love <3
IZZY BAE 🥺 imma miss you so much too and thank you so so so much you're so sweet i swear i love you i will never forget you or any of my moots hehe but i wish the same thing for you I'm hoping you have a happy and successful life 😌🥰
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cxrsed-angel · 2 months
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Making Up for Lost Time: Pt 2 of Hazel Fic (Hazel Callahan x Reader)
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Gif credits: @/taiturner
Warnings: Smut 18+, Fingering (r!reciving), strap on (r!receiving), oral, (hazel!receiving), slight dom hazel. Fem!reader
A/N: I hope you enjoy its been a WIP for a while <3
Wc: 2k
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You ring Hazel's doorbell, taking a step back to wait. She texted you to come to her place after school during your cheer practice. After double-checking that her mom (or any of her guests) wouldn't be there, you agreed and told her you’d meet her at her house (mansion) after your cheer practice. You stare up at her home. No matter how many times you’ve seen it, you still get shocked by how big her house is. You're pulled out of your thoughts about how much her mom must pay for this when you hear Hazel shout through the door. 
“I'm coming. Hold on!” you hear Hazel’s footsteps which you assume are her going down those big ass stairs in her big ass mansion. You also hear a slight thump, which worries you. “OW! Shit, Shit!.” 
Hazel opens the door smiling, out of breath, and her face red. But you could tell she was happy about something. Her blue eyes are big and bright as she greets you, and you notice the bruises have healed from the fight.
You look at her for a minute as she opens the front door, realizing what you just heard. “Did you fall?” “Yeah, I fell down the stairs, but I'm fine, come in, come in!” You follow her into her, seeing her bounce a bit, smiling. She grabs your hand, practically dragging you upstairs towards her room.
“Hazel? What’s going on with you. Why are you so excited.” you ask, still confused but smiling, unsure why she’s in such a good mood. You can't help but smile at her, curious about why she is basically bouncing off the walls. 
“Hazel! What’s going on? What happened?” You ask again, but she doesn't say anything, continuing to lead you to her bedroom. 
 She closes the door and then stands in front of you, biting her lip still smiling, her hands behind her back hiding something. She hands you a piece of paper from her back pocket. 
You look at it, assuming that's why she was so happy. You glance one more time at her, still curious, before reading the note for a few minutes before getting confused. Not really understanding what you are reading or was supposed to be reading. You see a bunch of incoherent doodles and notes and realize this is from her notebook.
 “Baby, um.. this is a piece of paper from your notebook.” 
You hand her back the note, and she frowns, reading the paper before putting it in her pocket, grabbing another one, and handing it to you. 
“Oh. Shit, sorry. this is the right one.” 
You look at Hazel, confused at what she just gave you, reading the doctor's note. But then you remember you had asked for a doctor's note before you could have sex after her injuries from the fight. Of course, you didn’t mean for her to literally give you a doctor’s note saying she could have sex, but that was your fault. You know Hazel doesn’t understand sarcasm. You stare at the note, not really surprised Hazel had managed to ask a doctor for a physical doctor's note for permission or clearance to have sex. You look at her, speechless, unsure how to respond.
Hazel smiles, grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to her. “So…I got you the note…can we do it now?” you feel her hands wandering under your shirt, rubbing your lower back. “Because, um, it’s been like ages since I’ve fucked you.” 
You nod, slightly dazed at her words. Her voice deepens, and her hands run along your lower back. You feel your body heat rising, getting wet at the thought of Hazel fucking you. It’s been so long. since you’ve been together since she fucked you. You’ve been having sex dreams about Hazel and her hands moving down your body. You’ve missed her touch, it’s only been a few weeks, but it felt like forever. 
You use the little bit of self-control you have to double-check it is okay and safe for her. You bring your arms around her neck, looking at her seriously. 
“Are you sure? You don't have a concussion anymore? You got beaten up pretty badly, baby. I mean, we could barely kiss because of your broken nose.”
You continue to look at Hazel; seeing her eyes soften, she nods confidently.
“yes, I’m all healed, and we only couldn’t kiss the first two weeks after the fight because I wasn’t gonna go months without kissing you.””
“Yeah.. sure. We can do it now if you want?” you ask breathless, as she brings her hands to your cheek, wasting no time pulling your lips onto hers, kissing you (adjective). You close your eyes as your lips press against her. She breaks the kiss, pulling away, but your lips search for hers, not wanting to stop. You continue making out, letting your lips explore each other. You grab her hips, pulling her closer to you. You pull away after what feels like an eternity before you both stop, taking a breath. Your lips linger close to hers, almost touching. You look at her, feeling a bit dizzy from her touch. Her hands remain on your face as she smiles, and you see her face red, flushed, and blushing. 
She moves her hand around your lower waist, walking and guiding you backward to her bed. You feel the bed behind you lay down, pulling her on top of your as lips meet again. You run your fingers through her shaggy mullet-esque hair, feeling comfortable enough to tug lightly on it since you know her concussion has healed. She moves her hand under your blue and white cheer skirt, lightly rubbing your pussy through the fabric of your underwear. You let out a moan, closing your eyes as you grind your hips against her hand, slowly searching for more.
“God hazel, please, please, I need you.” You beg quietly. You run your hands down her back before sliding her brown oversized vest off her shoulder. She helps, moving her arms out, and you toss it to the side of her room.
Hazel laughs a bit as she leans over you. “I know… I can tell.” her voice gets a bit deeper as she moves her hand under your skirt, moving your panties to the side, running her fingers along your needy cunt, her cold sliver rings ghosting along your sensitive clit; you let out a moan.
“You’re soaked already. I’ve barely done anything. all this just from kissing?” Hazel teases as she continues rubbing her fingers along your slit, enjoying how you melt under her touch. 
You nod, throwing your back against her pillow, gasping as she slides two fingers inside, slowly moving them in and out of your aching pussy.
“Ah! Oh fuck….Yeah, I just…I just missed you. Missed this. Fuck Hazel.” you close your eyes, grabbing onto her wrist as her fingers curl up, pumping faster in and out of your dripping cunt. The sounds of your wetness and your moans fill the room. You feel the pleasure building more and more, your release inching closer and closer when suddenly her finger pulls out, leaving you empty. You sit up looking at her, confused but instantly getting more turned on when you see your placing her fingers between her lips, tasting your wetness and cleaning her fingers. 
Hazel pulls your lips back onto hers, placing a sloppy kiss on your mouth, subtly tasting yourself on her tongue.  You pull away and watch her look at you for a second before you move your hands up to her pattered bowling shirt to take off, but she moves away before you can.
“Oh fuck wait,” You frown, confused, as she jumps off her bed and walks towards a drawer. You watch her as she pulls out something, but she moves it behind her back before you can see. A smile forms on your lips as she walks back to the bed.
“what do you have?” you ask, trying to peak, but she shakes her head. 
“it’s a surprise. Close your eyes.” Hazel laughs, still holding her hands behind her back, hiding the object. You reluctantly cover your eyes for a second, and you hear rustling and her muttering and cursing under your breath.
“Hazel?” you ask, mildly concerned, but she reassures you she’s fine, but you’re not sure. After a few minutes, she sighs.
“I need help.” you hear her sounding defeated and disappointed. You move your hands from over your eyes and see her holding a 7-inch blue dildo in one hand and a strap-on harness in the other. “I can’t fucking put it in.” 
You can’t help but smile at her, nodding. “I’ll help you.” You kiss her cheek as you grab them from her hands, putting the dildo through the hole of the strap harness when you notice the toy seems new.
“This new? You ask, looking away from the harness and seeing her nod and her blue eyes light up, getting excited. 
“Yeah, there was a sale, and I saw this, and I don't know, I thought it was cool.”
You smile, seeing her eyes still sparking up as she talks about the glow-in-the-dark dildo. You can’t help but let out a small laugh. You love her so fucking much she makes your heart bursts. You go back, remembering what you were doing.
“That’s fucking cool, baby! Did you get anything else?” she shakes her head no as you hand her the strap on now with the dildo attached. You watch her put it on over her green snoopy boxers, getting more turned on at the sight. She looks up at you, her big blue eyes full of lust. Hazel moves, pulling you closer to her and crashing your lips together sloppily, making out she moves her hands down your body, landing on your ass over your ( too short) cheer skirt. You feel her moan against your lips. 
“Have I told you how hot you look in this baby,” she whispers, pulling her lips off of yours as you nod. You’re tempted to reply with sarcasm, but you remember who your girlfriend is. You kiss her softly before answering. 
“Yea, you have, but you also practically stare at my ass after every game, so it's pretty obvious.” 
 You bring your fingers to her patterned bowling shirt, unbuttoning and pushing it off. You can’t help but stare at her in her black sports bra and how good her tits look.
“Fuck hazel. You moan slightly, grabbing her waist and pulling her closer to you. Her lips crash onto yours again. Her hands run down your back to the bottom of your shirt, taking it off. You look at Hazel, full of lust.
“Need you, Hazel. Need you to fuck me,” you watch as Hazel grabs a bottle of lube, putting it on her “dick” She grabs the tip rubbing it along your folds; you let a whine as she teases you. You move, sitting on her lap, slowly sinking onto the dildo; you close your eyes, feeling the toy stretch around you. You let out a gasp.
“Hazel..” you moan, and she nods.
Hazel’s hand grips your ass under your short cheer skirt. She watches you move up and down the purple dildo. Hazel looks up at you for a second before glancing down, watching the silicon cock slide in and out of your wet pussy. She can't decide on what to look at more. You're blissed out, gasping as you bounce on top of her dildo. Her hands continue, squeezing her ass as you move faster.
“Fuck Hazel, you feel so good! Don’t stop. Please, baby, don't stop.”
Hazel's eyes beam as she looks at you smiling. “You close? You wanna cum? You're so pretty like this.” 
Hazel compliments you, and you open your eyes, looking at her and feeling yourself getting closer Hazel can tell you're about cum as you continue riding her strap. She reaches in between and rubs your sensitive clit. She thrusts up fucking into you faster, your release coming closer. You roll your hips around faster, and you feel your body tightens as you feel your orgasm wave over you cumming, her name falling off your lips. 
You sigh, collapsing against her chest, coming down from your release, she carefully slides the dick out of your sensitive core, and you take a deep breath. You move off of her, laying next to her.
You watch as Hazel removes the strap-on harness, setting it aside before lying beside you. You smile, kissing her again. You both lay on her bed quietly, enjoying the moment for a few minutes, but after catching your breath, you turn to face her, smiling slightly. 
“Round 2?” you ask, and she shakes her head, laughing at your suggestion. 
“Wow, you missed sleeping with me that much?” She asks, smiling at you, and you nod agreeing. It’s true you missed being with her so much. Moving your hands down to the waistband of her boxers. She raises her eyebrows, lifting her hips and helping you remove them. You move, lowering yourself in between her legs and kissing her thighs. 
“Gotta make up for the lost time,” you smile, rubbing her thighs. You lightly kiss her bud, enjoying the moans coming from her. You licking her wet core.
“Just you gotta stop getting into fights, 'cause I can't really do this if you're always getting a concussion and black eyes and shit babe.” 
Hazel laughs as she agrees, her hand rubbing the back of your head. “I know, I know. I don't exactly enjoy getting beat up either.” You let out a laugh; looking at her, you bring your fingers circling her bud, enjoying the moans she lets out. 
“But I will admit you did look kinda hot covered in blood.” You continue eating her out, beginning the start of a long night of making up for lost time. 
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mydairpercabeth · 1 year
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“I’m stopping by Di’Angelo’s” UNCLE RICK ATE DOWN IM SO READY
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buckleydiazmp4 · 1 month
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people in fandom are... illogical sometimes
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wachiturrx · 3 months
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Angel Shark✨️
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Soooo, this is Hazel, she's my One piece sona/OC I guess, yes she is a fish-woman, I don't even have a complete story for her, only that she is a nurse but she is also not completely mentally sane, but I will see how I fix her story~
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