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ilylovelyz · 6 days
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Como fue que me
dejaste de amar 𓈒  💼  ۪۪۫      ͟͟ ꫶ࣺ͟͟͟ ✿︎ ᬺᬺᬸ
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ilylovelyz · 2 months
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✿ ۪⋆ rich baby daddy
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ilylovelyz · 4 months
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  ✿   ○˳   🐚
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ilylovelyz · 5 months
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝓭𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼
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ilylovelyz · 5 months
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PLEASEEE COME BACK WE MISSED YOUUUUU
i keep telling myself ill come back but im hella lazy
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ilylovelyz · 6 months
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Sorry but I really liked your stepscest smut
Could you maybe make a fic instead of hcs for step-son hyunjin?
no
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ilylovelyz · 7 months
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ﹢⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⏆⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ 🌱⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀↷
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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sorry i tried to scroll down and look for the posts but I can’t find them- why don’t u? and do u still stan them? sry if this sound pushy lol im just curious !!!💓💓
it's in my masterlist for stray kids, it's pinned at the top—i do stan them but im just not interested in writing for them anymore
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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AWWW STOPP
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la ventanita.
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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ill save this for may
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♡ ☕️ ⟢ ︵
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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guys levi isnt the one jealous here its reader 😭 levi is fucking his jealous!gf
fuckin' envy
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just levi fucking the jealousy out of his adorable girlfriend 🥰
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sprawled over levi's desk you were. soft moans and mewls escaped your mouth as the feeling of his angled thick cock hitting that spot over and over washed over your limp body. your legs were thrown over his shoulder, black lace panties dangling on one of your ankles.
you thought back to the hour before, when levi had scolded you for being jealous after a particular blonde female had laid her eyes on levi. she had clearly fancied him. that sent you into a little frenzy of sorts, doubting yourself. just tearing yourself down to the roots of your hair and bits of your nails.
levi did not waste a second to not indulge in your silly little insecure thoughts, but he could not help but feel his cock twitch when he saw how pretty and adorable you looked when your face became flushed with tears, pouty lips lush and plump.
he wasn't trying to take advantage of your vulnerability, he would never do that. he just thought of how beautiful his little lover looked, crying because she feared loosing what he thought was an unwantable guy like himself. lord, how touched his heart was. you were absolutely perfect to him. so loving.
he couldn't help but interrupt your little sobs and cries by shushing you, shoving his tongue down your throat and laying you down on his desk. his unfinished reports can wait, for now, he just needs to console his perfect lover and make her feel good again.
discarding all your clothes, he only removed his belt and shoved his pants down enough to free his cock and guide himself into you, feeling content that he was now inside his pretty lover.
he was absolutely surprised when you confided in him with your thoughts and fears of him leaving you for that blonde cadet. why would you ever think that? it absolutely broke his heart to hear. you are absolutely so sweet and gentle with him! you are such a dummy for thinking that. levi already saw through that girl and just knew how fake and stupid she was, compared to a genuine, sweet woman like you, she was nothing.
so here he is now, deliciously dragging his cock through your tight walls, purposing angling his cock to hit that one spot that brings you closer and closer to your nth orgasm. he fucked you so well, turning you even dumber on his desk, eyes rolled back, mouth agape in a silent cry.
groping your soft breast, caressing the bud between his calloused fingers, he thought maybe if he fucked you even better, you'll simply forget about that bitch. "yeah, that sounds like a good plan," he thought.
against your overstimulated and weak disagreements of how it was "too much," he began to roll his hips even deeper into your soaked cunny. the tips of his ears twinged red at the sounds of your cunt sloppily slushing with every pull and thrust of his. you were so wet. probably because he made you cum more times than he could count.
amiss of him fucking your dumb brains out, in came the same cadet you were jealous of. she didn't even fucking knock. "tch, don't you see i'm in the middle of something? damn brat," he hissed, not even looking up at her. he was too enticed by your pretty, fucked out face.
he didn't even notice her leave, too busy with making you cum again, and again, and again.
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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🧞‍♀️🩵
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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repost <3
Happy birthday ushi 🎉🎂🥳😘🎈🎁!!!
⍣ ೋ dreams come true
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˚ · . ushijima x afab!reader
: ̗̀➛ fluff, unknown mutual pining, plot twist at the end (?), just cuteness for my boy wakatoshi's bday ʚ❤︎ɞ , this was kinda shit haha
even tiny love i've cherished (you make me feel so good)
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you walked slowly throughout the hallways, almost hesitantly, your hand behind your back, cheeks tingling slightly with excitement and nervousness.
you inhaled deeply, lightly pouting at the way you were such a nervous wreck, even though what you were about to do was normal for friends. hah, friends.
finding the courage, you sped up your steps when you saw the classroom that your friend was in, taking a moment to take a deep breath before you opened the sliding door.
you smiled lightly, finding comfort in seeing your dear friend. "happy birthday wakatoshi-san.." you meekly muttered, walking over to his desk, to where he was sitting at. he looked up at you with his stoic face, olive eyes watching as you approached.
you looked around quickly, noticing that it was just you and him and a few other random classmates. "w-where is satori-san?" you asked, a little nervous at the idea of it just being you and ushijima.
"he left to go get a drink. he'll be back soon," he said, his attention on you as he waited for you to say something. you always guided him in the conversations, not that he didn't want to talk to you, he just didn't know what to say sometimes. he's rather a listener than a speaker.
"say, are you doing anything for your birthday?" you asked. "i don't know yet, might not do anything." he replied, his hands coming up to his notebook, closing it. oh, what a bummer. "oh, that must suck, haha. did anyone buy you gifts? or are you going to get gifts?"
"i think my team is planning something, they are acting a bit suspicious." he raised a slight eyebrow, surprising you with his words, he caught on? "m-maybe you're just being paranoid, haha, don't think too much about it!" you stammered, lightly chuckling at his straightforwardness. his team, are in fact, planning something for his birthday.
"maybe." he said, a rare light smile coming up to his face. you couldn't help but grin at him, you love it when he smiles. you've known him since freshman year, and yet you can count on your hand how many times you've seen him smile.
"ah, y'know 'toshi, i have a lil' something for you." you said, biting on your lower lip excitedly. "what is it?" he asked, lightly cocking his head to the side. you were quick to whip out his birthday gift, wrapped neatly, with a cute purple bow on the side, "ta-da!" you cheekily grinned, giggling a little at your awkwardness.
you could almost hear his thoughts as you placed the gift into his hands, a gift? "please, it's your birthday! don't be so lame, 'toshi." you spewed, one of your hands coming up to playfully slap at his broad shoulder.
"do you want me to open it?" he asked, emitting a playful scoff from you, "why are you asking me? it's your gift! open it whenever you want."
jeez, this guy can be so dense, you pouted. though, your pouting quickly turned into a shy grin, so adorable. for some reason, your stomach dropped when his hands fumbled with the string of the present, working to untie and open it, in front of you.
you trembled nervously, your eyebrows furrowed greatly as you chewed on your lip, hands clenching at the material of your skirt. "i wanted to get you something, b-but i didn't know what, but i saw it so.." you said, trailing off when he brought his revealed gift closer to his face to observe it.
a keychain, a little volleyball with two black dots as eyes, and two arms and legs. he looked back into the gift-bag, which had other items such as cookies and little things. it surprised you when he was still observing the keychain, fiddling it in-between his thick fingers.
you jolted up when he sat up once more, keychain still in his hand. from the way he was staring at you blankly, you thought he was going to like, throw it at you or something.
"thank you, i appreciate your gift." he said, sitting the keychain upright on his desk, eyebrow raising slightly when it stood up on it's own. "you like it?" you smiled, leaning a little towards his desk.
he smiled at you softly once more. "yes, i like it. thank you." you softly blushed at his words, the praise and acceptance feeling the best to you, but the moment was short lived when the 5-minute bell rang, interrupting the sweet moment.
"aw.." you groaned out, slumping over in your seat. you then stood up, stretching a little before turning to face the doorway. "i'll see you later." he said, low eyes looking you straight in the eyes.
you grinned once more at him, his words sounding more like a demand, rather than a request. "see you later, 'toshi."
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"that was fun, we should do it again," satori said, cheeks flushed intensely from all of the alcohol he consumed that night, leaning weakly against the wall of the outside doorway.
keys crinkled, metal on metal scraping against each other as ushijima worked the lock, twisting and turning the key until he heard a click. "ushiwaka, you still have that keychain?" satori purred, leaning in closer to ushijima, eyeing the familiar keychain.
opening the door, ushijima pulled his keys up closer to his chest, once more looking down at the keychain with familiarity and softness. it was the same keychain you gifted him in his senior year, and despite being nearly a decade later, the keychain dusted and dirtied, he still has it dangling alongside his set of keys.
"yeah," he grunted, opening the second door, stuffing the keys into his pocket carefully, staring straight-ahead into the house's walkway.
"welcome home 'toshi, oh, hello satori!"
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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repost <3
may i request soft comfort sex with suga ? <3
⍣ ೋ EVERYTHING
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˚ · . sugawara x afab!reader
: ̗̀➛ soft sex, marking, protected sex, slight dacryphilia, cockwarming
you're my everything my everything, everything
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you softly sighed at the feel of your boyfriend's hands caressing your skin, goosebumps rising up and down your entire body.
"mmhm," you hummed, cheeks tingling when he leaned down to press a soft kiss against your jaw. you love the moments like these, the soft moments where it's just the two of you, doing nothing in particular except be in each other's embrace.
"feel good, baby?" he mumbled against your skin, his hips grinding softly into yours at such an angle it had you moaning, his tip pressing so deliciously against your sweet spot. "kou.. feels good.." you mewled, one of your hands finding purchase on the back of his hair, intertwining your fingers with his gray soft locks.
"yeah?" he purred, his lips pressing wet open mouthed kisses against your neck, occasionally suckling on and leaving red angry marks on the sensitive skin. "y'know i love you right?" he said, his hand coming up to squeeze at your breast.
"love you too kou," you moaned out, your hips grinding against his rhythmically, throwing your head back when his tip became flush with the opening of your cervix. "just love you, only you." he groaned, his other free hand sliding down the skin of your abdomen, going further until his finger-pads were pressing against your throbbing clit.
his words tightened the knot within your stomach, feeling nothing but bliss because of his induced pleasure on you. he was attacking every single one of your soft spots, it made it impossible for you to focus on one thing for long before he had your eyes rolling back to your skull.
"you're my everything, i love you so much," he muttered out, his soft grinding soon turning into something more fast and intense, his cock throbbing inside of your tight cunt. his lips detached from your neck, his hand releasing your breast to tilt your head to the side, his lips pressing against yours.
it felt like magic, the room turning much into a hotbox, the two of you practically shared the same air as you gasped into each other's mouths, tongues dancing slowly with one another. "kou, i'm gonna cum," you whined against his lips, tilting your head away from his when shyness took over you, a stray pleasurable tear running down your cheek.
he chucked lightly against your cheek, his hand wiping away your fat tear, "you're so cute, i love you so much."
with another roll of his hips against yours, you came, eyes clenching shut as your senses were overwhelmed by nothing but deep pleasure and bliss. his hips stuttered against yours as your cunt had a vice grip on his cock, throwing his head into your neck as he spilled his load into the condom.
the two of you laid in your post-orgasmic bliss, his cock still sheathed in your sensitive core. his face remained in the crook of your neck, his lips still pecking lightly against the skin there. "'m, i love you."
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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repost <3
⍣ ೋ after the break-up
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☆ kuroo, oikawa, daichi, hinata, bokuto akaashi, sakusa
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KUROO TETSURO — assuming reader is the one who ended it, he's absolutely blindsided and shocked. he walks around in a daze; to anyone who didn't know him, he just looks tired or whatever. to whoever does, it's clear he's absolutely destroyed and crushed. of course, he'll try to act his best to not let it show how sad he is, but it really shows when his teammates were wondering where he was, only to find him sitting alone on a bench, looking down at his feet somberly.
"kuroo." kenma called out softly, his lips pursed into a line at the sight of his childhood sitting ways away from the rest of his team. it took a minute before kuroo was looking over his shoulder to look over at the shorter lad, his eye-bags dark, lips pursed into a straight line. "...i miss her." kuroo mumbled, looking back down at his feet, one of his hands coming up to brush through his distressed black hair.
he feels even worse when he sees you in the distance, walking home with a friend of yours. he can only think and remember when it was him walking you home, your hand intertwined with his. he chews on his lip as you get smaller and smaller as you walk more into the distance. he misses you.
OIKAWA TORŪ — he acts totally unbothered. his teammates didn't even know the two of you broke up until one of them asked about you jokingly, to which oikawa stuck out his tongue, huffing a "she dumped me," before swiping the nonexistent hair off his shoulder with sass. he thinks he's okay; he feels okay. it doesn't catch up to him until one day he's still practicing long after official practice ended.
oikawa grunted as he jumped into the air, his hand coming up to slap the ball. he can only furrow his eyebrows in annoyance when the ball hits the net, dropping over to the floor. "damn it." he curses, wiping the sweat off his forehead. i'm thirsty, he thinks, looking to the side where you would sit on the floor, watching as he practices.
but you're not there... where are you? "y/n-chan?" he calls out, his eyes looking around the empty gym. "..she's gone oikawa, remember— she broke up with you," a voice speaks from behind him. he turns around to see iwaizumi standing behind him, his eyes low with concern. oikawa feels a pang of hurt within his chest, his face morphing into one of hurt. oh, thats right, you left him.
DAICHI SAWAMURA — please, he's so heartbroken. he's so sad and hurt, when you were breaking up with him, he knew he couldn't change your mind, so he let you go, because he knew that was the best choice for the both of you. he stills watches over you, his protectiveness still present. he'll still watch you in class and in the hallways, his eyes never lingering off you for even a second.
"y/n—y/l/n-san," he says meekly, his eyes watching your face for any discomfort. "how are you doing?" he asks. he still attempts to talk to you, even if you crushed his heart completely. "i'm doing great, daichi-san, how about you? how is volleyball going?" his heart stings at your formality, he would do anything just to hear the way you call him by that cute nickname you gave him.
i'm hurt, i miss you, i miss you—i miss you a lot. can we get back together? "i'm doin' great, we are able to go to nationals, i'm so excited." he says with a forced grin, he hopes you don't notice the way his smile doesn't meet his eyes. "sure, let's go to the rooftop?" you say, slowly getting up from your seat. usually, you'd hold his arm as the two of you walked, but you don't. instead, you walk with a slightly behind him with much of a distance for his taste, but it's okay. he doesn't want to make it anymore awkward than it already is. he'd rather be your friend than loose you completely.
HINATA SHOUYO — he cried, he cried for days. even tsukishima felt bad for him. he was almost like a zombie, and he felt even shittier when he was so exhausted that his spikes were shit. he needed your presence, he needed you to be at his side, but you weren't there at all, you left him, you left him shattered and inconsolable. he nearly got sick with the way he was so sad, almost throwing up a few times because of how hard he cried.
"y/n," he calls out from behind you. you turn your head to look him, removing your hand from your locker. "oh, hey, shouyo," you say sheepishly, tone seemingly afraid and hesitant. you seem to know what he's already feeling. "how are you doing?" you ask, turning your body to face him.
"i.." he stammers, swallowing thickly as he tries to prevent his voice from cracking. "uhm—are you gonna be there for my game next saturday?" he asks, his eyes almost wide with the way he waits for your answer. his eyebrows furrow with sadness when you give him a bittersweet smile, "i.. maybe."
BOKUTO KOUTARO — his emotions are even worse than hinata's. he actually refuses to accept the break-up, and literally gets on his knees to beg you not to leave him. he'll literally wrap his arms around your waist, his head mushed into your belly as he cries into your embrace, mumbling apologies and love confessions. he almost loses a couple of games after the breakup because he was such an emotional wreck.
"see you later y/l/n-san." your friend says, waving a goodbye as you part ways with her. you say a goodbye as well before continuing your walk down the halls. your heart beats nervously, sometimes you see bokuto in this part of the school, but you're not surprised that you do. he pops up in front of you, almost as if he was awaiting for your arrival.
"y/n.." he whines, biting on his lower lip, his hair greatly deflated. you can only sigh at the sight in front of you. "hey, kou.." you say softly, you're not even going to try to switch to his surname or even his full first name either, that'll actually destory him and you know that.
"y/n, can we please just–", "kou," "–can we please just talk about this, i need you." he whimpers, hastily walking over to you, his hands grabbing at your elbows. "koutaro." you sternly say, your use of his first full name as him freezing in place, his lips pursing into a straight line as he tries not to cry. he's then pulling you in for a hug, his head resting in the crook of your neck and he sniffles against you, whining your name like a sweet baby. you can only rub your hand against his back comfortingly before you're pulling away from him for the last time.
AKAASHI KEIJI — he tried to handle it maturely, he really tried. he respects your decision, it'll be unfair to force you to stay in a relationship when you're unhappy. like a mature person, he's polite, so polite everyone almost forgets that you two dated. but not everyone, after all, you two dated for almost two years. he's still concerned for you, though, he still looks out for you, he always will.
"y/l/n-san, do you need help with that?" he asks, quickly coming over to your side when he sees you walking with a bunch of books in your hands. "y-yeah, please, akaashi-kun," you stutter, your arms relaxing when he takes more of the lion's share of the books from you. "thank you, they were really heavy." you joke, cheekily grinning at his help.
"no problem, just helping out." he says, looking straight ahead of him blankly. he seems to be dealing with it as well as he can, of course, he misses you, and he still resists the urge to text you late at night when he's upset. what about you though? you can't help the way you're gazing at him from behind, marveling at his pretty emerald eyes. akaashi notices, of course, but he doesn't take a plan of action to do anything about it, and neither do you. it was your decision after-all.
SAKUSA KIYOOMI — like oikawa, he acts totally unbothered. he'll brush off whenever someone sends their condolences on the breakup, either scolding them for their annoying pity, or not saying anything at all. deep inside, he's almost annoyed at the way he's so hurt. it's helpless, there's no point in being sad when he can't do anything about it. but he does, but it's over. he feels out of place, his daily structure and schedule is disrupted, and silently, he still awaits for you to call for your place back into his life.
"ah! kiyo.." you shout, trailing off when he walks right past you. it stings you greatly, but at the same time, you understand his actions. the two of you dated for nearly four years, since he was a still a young teenager. he avoids you like the plague now, not even sparing you a glance whenever he does come across you.
you won't ever deny it, even if it's a shock for your pride, you miss him. you miss him and his stupid check-ups, him and his annoying pesters of "did you wash your hands?" you thought that he would be okay with remaining as friends, and he did agree to that, but now, it's like you don't even exist to him. to him, you do, but he just refuses to interact with you, his pride hurt and crushed, as for the first time, he's disturbed.
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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just thinking about kuroo as a father.
he'd be so doting for his baby, so in love and so infatuated with it.
he'd never fail to smother it with his love, never failing to peck soft kisses on it's forehead or cheeks, whispering little "so cute,"s or "my baby."
his bonding time with the baby was all the time, he enjoyed the little moments where his baby would just lay against his chest, sleeping softly.
he'd take note of every single detail of his baby, his hands poking and proding at the soft chubs. he had obsession with his baby's hands, he thought it was so adorable—the way the baby's hands were so small and chubby in comparison to his much bigger hands.
he would swoon in secret about the little resemblance the baby had from you, saying things like "you look just like your mommy," or "look you have you mommy's [x]~"
you would sleep soundly at night, it was rare when you would wake up for night duty, because he was always eager to spend that precious late night alone time with the baby–even if he was on the verge of passing out from exhaustion.
a few times, out of curiosity, he lightly bit his baby's cheek, just because he thought since it was chubby and soft, that it would maybe taste good.
his baby's laughs were just a beautiful melody to his ears, he would never get sick of hearing the sweet coos and incoherent words from his baby.
at some point, at night, he began to cry while holding the baby. he just couldn't help his overwhelmed feelings of happiness. he couldn't be any happier being with you; and now the two of you even had a baby together?
heaven.
he'd raise his baby with curiosity, always answering his child's questions even if they were stupid or nonsense. he'd then follow it up with a question of his own, creating a cycle of more curiosity and questions.
he'd be there for every soccer game, for every championship, for every event, you name it, and he's there.
he'll happily exclaim "that's my kid right there!", even if he comes off as obnoxious and snobby.
he couldn't careless about how loud he was, he just needed everyone to know that his child would forever be his greatest thing to ever happen to him.
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ilylovelyz · 8 months
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i haven’t been able to read ur latest fics (because of thingsjdjd) but I’m really happy you’re finally getting some support because i love your fics sm! just gonna lurk before i finally get the time to binge but thank you for their works! 🫶🏼
AWWW STOP THIS IS SO SWEET ILY, haha i love that my support is growing i just wish that my followers would interact and talk to me more 😔 i love you so much!!! thank you for ur support!!!! 🫶🏼🫶🏼🩷
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