#Shauna Sunday
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Callie in Parents are People? Is that you?
#yellowjackets#yellowjackets fanfic#callie sadecki#sarah desjardins#Shauna Sunday#Dear diary it's my day and people are thirsty over a gif od my daughter#(Actual excerpt from Shauna's diary).
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#ts4#*ts4gameplay#*sunday save#*sunday save gen 2#*carve your name#*simone#*ruthie#*lou#*jay#*shauna#obviously i had to play through this wedding multiple times#but it's so important 2 me that u all know#jay cries when they walk back up the aisle every single time <3 it's supposed to be random but he ALWAYS does it#z
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Happy last day of mermay! Heres shauna and Yam!
[first image: painting of Yam - a pokemon OC with long blond hair, light green eyes, and a peach skintone similar to Serena's - and Shauna from Pokemon XY, as mermaids. Yam has a long red, black, and gray tail that looks like Yveltal's, her arms face into red and black hands with claws, and there is a large tuft of long, gray fur on her upper body that looks like Yveltal's. There is a red and black flower in her hair. She is reaching up towards Shauna, who has a blue, black, and rainbow tail like Xerneas that ends in Xerneas's horns, and has Xerneas's shoulder/chest plate from the neck down. Shauna is flipping gleefully over Yam, pointing into the distance, but Yam is more somber and only has eyes for Shauna.
second image: pencil sketch of the first image]
APOLOGIES FOR POSTING YOUR OLD ART (may 2023) BUT I STILL THINK THIS IS REALLY REALLY PRETTY,,,, the paint textures/colors are so smooth 🥺
#oceandi answers#squishyswimmingsoda#swimsodaart#yam hero#others' ocs#oc sunday#shauna#decided on doing two CREATORS per sunday -- so I'll post everything you have of Yam all today and next week I'll have two more people#who sent in asks last year skjdfhjksdf#edit: fixed her eye color
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So the thing about Yellowjackets is: all of the characters and dynamics are so beautifully rendered that I could never be satisfied watching them take just one route. There are just so many paths any given trope or complication or event could follow.
Which is why, unrelentingly, my brain insists on forcing me to write and rewrite similar situations in multiple ways, thus making my fascination with roads less traveled everyone else’s problem.
#consider this your warning for the future#when I will both A) write very similar what-if’s#but in different ways#and B) write off-shoot stories from pre-existing ones to my heart’s content#and also possibly C) engage with Shauna’s wedding 16 ways past Sunday#(all of this will be taivan centric because i have adopted them and they have adopted me and there’s just no getting out alive)#canon is gorgeous! I await more canon! and in the meantime#I shall uhhhhhh have a WIP list that just never fuckin runs out
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Omw to spiderverse and my brain takes this moment to sketch out a Shauna Shipman as Cabanel's Fallen Angel piece...
#no rest for the wicked!#might actually sketch it cuz the mental image goes really hard#anyways#happy shauna sunday
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being a kendall roy girl and a noho hank girl makes sundays sexey and also kinda cringy and sad
#being a cristobal girl just means being depressed#wait i forgot my other sunday show#being a shauna girl means twirling my hair and giggling blushing kicking my feet every time melanie lynskey is a maniac
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the alchemy | shauna shipman x reader
what if I told you I'm back?
see what I did there? :)
anyway, I'm back.
this week I'll probably update for more days in a row (tonight, maybe tomorrow and sunday too), because tomorrow is a holiday here in brazil and, as I have more time to post than on regular days, I decided to reward you.
better prepare, because this is my first oneshot with shauna and I really hope you like it (I put my best effort into it because shauna is my favorite character, so that's it, I hope it turned out good.)
obviously the whole thing is a reference to "the alchemy" by taylor swift, so I also hope you managed to convey what I meant by interpreting the song.
enjoy!
sorry for any grammatical or coherence errors, english is not my first language and I'm trying to improve!
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the alchemy | shauna shipman x reader
-> prompt: you and the midfielder are secretly dating. <-
warnings: non cannon, no crash, most fem!reader but it works for gender neutral readers too, some swear words, jock!shauna, sub!reader, soft dom!shauna, jealous!shauna, very subtle smut (because I still don't know how to write one), secret relationship, platonic!jackie x reader.
***
Honestly, you could get used to it.
It wasn't like it was the worst thing in the world to not be able to admit that you and Shauna were properly together to your friends, even your closest ones. In fact, it was even exciting for you to be in a secret relationship. As an extremely private and intense person, you would hate someone noticing while you and your girlfriend were kissing in any corner and feeling entitled to have an opinion about it.
Honestly, it was much better this way. Just the two of you. And your parents. The only ones who knew you were getting to know each other better.
The whole thing started that same year, after the boring science fair proposed by the most boring teacher in the world, in which you had to stand in front of your booth with a failed attempt at a volcano that worked with detergent and bicarbonate. Shauna was at the booth next to you, also with an attempt at a ladybug that worked using a cell phone battery to get around, and she was kind enough to praise your botched project, unlike the other colleagues.
But you didn't really talk until days later. You started to notice her more, of course, more than before - because the idea that the Yellowjackets were extremely popular because of their victories over the other teams at school wasn't enough - but you didn't catch her attention until the day you were walking across the field to deliver a piece of homework to Coach Martinez and one of her kicks accidentally hit you in the face.
When you woke up, in the infirmary with a broken nose and horrible-tasting medicine, Shauna Shipman was next to you, in the worn yellow armchair next to the infirmary bed, and began pouring every apology possible in your direction, while your head was spinning and you were still groggy, looking like you were asleep.
It was the worst night's sleep you had in your life. And honestly, after that, nights of sleep were rare for you, so it didn't matter.
The thing is, Shauna was unintentionally becoming popular, and she couldn't blow the opportunity by publicly dating someone who wasn't even overly well-known - even though the kick and the broken nose had made you pretty famous in the hallways for a few weeks -. Not only because of that, but also because of the gossip and intrusions, which always happened, and which was a little more serious than the growing popularity of your girlfriend.
***
"Excuse me, can I steal Shauna for a few minutes?"
The girls on the team were sitting in the stands, after an electrifying game that brought them closer and closer to entering nationals, and Shauna hadn't come to celebrate with you as usual. Usually, whenever the Yellowjackets won, she would come running into your arms in the stands, and then you would be making out in the locker room, hiding in the small bathroom stalls, trying to escape the concentration of girls in the place.
But this time, probably to keep up appearances and for the sake of euphoria, Shauna hadn't run to you, even though she knew you were there watching her and cheering for every pass. It wasn't taken personally, of course not, because you knew that Shauna and all the students were having chaotic exam weeks and their heads were full of more important things than relationships.
She smiled as soon as she saw you put an arm around her, and, faced with the incredibly provocative looks of the other girls, with expressions of someone who already knows everything, Shauna stood up, following you, her foot limping a little from the wear and tear of running so much around the field for ninety minutes.
You checked out less-observed places and found the closest tree, and then she pressed you against the trunk and, with her hands on your face, kissed you passionately, like she always did. The butterflies in your stomach were having a party, coming and going every time her cold lips touched yours.
"You were great, baby-"
You tried to speak, but she interrupted you by pressing the kiss further.
"Shut up, let me enjoy you for a little while, then you can talk to me all night, okay?", she whispered, kissing you again, before breaking the kiss after a few seconds, to breathe. You were trying to balance yourself and placed your hands on her shoulders, taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry I didn't come to you when the game ended, beautiful, my head was… a mess."
"It's okay, love. I'm proud of you for winning."
"The merit is not just mine, but I can live with it." She laughed, hugging you around your waist and resting her head on your shoulder. "So? What do you want for today? Movie night? Bar? Pizza?"
"It's your turn to choose…"
"Ah, right… I guess I have some great plans for us, then."
Her look was suggestive, and you pulled her a little closer just for the grace of kissing her again, amidst your smiles and laughter. This time, however, the kiss didn't last long. They were interrupted by Lottie calling for Shauna.
"See you on the way out, baby…", she murmured, before giving you one last peck and leaving, sweating, panting, leaving you with only the taste of mint, sweat and a silly smile, as you slid your body through the trunk, melted.
Honestly, just the two of you knowing what was going on there was the best thing you could have asked for. Because you were a good match, after all.
***
The topic of "Jeff's party" never became more talked about than weeks after the Yellowjackets won yet another title. You weren't that good friends with Jackie's boyfriend, and if you had to choose, you'd rather stay at home drinking and watching movies with Shauna, but there wasn't much choice. The Yellowjackets were a reserved seat in the venue, and there was no way to deny the invitation after so long.
Also because Shauna and Jackie were best friends, and you couldn't let your girlfriend make the mistake of hurting her best friend over a secret she could "never" tell her about. It wouldn't be that bad, despite the idea of staying away from Shauna so as not to flag you up. It was an easy problem to solve.
The huge balcony of the Sadecki house. The luxurious bathrooms. The bathtub was big enough and the walls were even bigger to muffle the sounds of your laughter and kisses and moans. There would be no problem.
Except it was tempting to formulate an escape plan that actually worked.
And, of course, you couldn't escape the blandishments of Jackie Taylor, who, as Shauna's best friend, demanded to know why the two of you were always together, and why you were reluctant to come - and bringing the brunette along with this idea - and why you didn't know how to dance like her.
Well, you had never been close enough to Jackie to talk about interesting things with her, but now, at the full party and with the bunch of teenagers shouting over the loud music, it was easy to start a conversation. And it's not like she doesn't also have high marks in charisma to bring up the best topics and take you along with her.
But if you could stop to notice the looks on all the teenagers' faces dancing and drinking to Britney Spears, you'd be able to find Shauna's brown eyes fumming as she watched Jackie put her hand on your shoulders and make you sway to her rhythm.
It was as if you were harmless fucking prey living your ordinary life, and she was the hungry, desperate predator imagining imminent scenarios of how to hunt you down and take out all your flesh in one fell swoop.
Her eyes were covered by the red plastic cup that contained the liquid she needed to numb herself so she wouldn't see the rest of that humiliating scene and end up ruining Jeff's party, but things didn't get much better for you and Jackie because, at the very least, as you waited, the room started chanting "Hips Don't Lie", and you had to deal with the most intimidating scene of your entire life.
Jackie started holding onto you in the pre-chorus and, probably without meaning to, began to sway more deeply to the beat of the song, her arms around you, her lips firm on your ear near your neck, her cool breath making you shiver.
Shauna rolled her eyes, biting herself with jealousy and trying to control the urge to take Jackie away from you. Of course, half of all things were caused by drinking, but still, she was sure that you should pay for what it was doing to her.
Without thinking twice, Shauna simply stepped into the middle of the dance floor and wrapped her arms around you, taking Jackie out of the picture by taking you a little further away from her.
"What the fuck, Shauna?"
First name. Calling by nickname even with the sound turned up at the highest volume at a party full of people would not be helpful.
She glanced at you and took another sip, her brown eyes deep into you for a while.
"Shauna, what did I do wrong? We were just dancing!", you defended yourself, when you didn't get a response, and that didn't help either. The silence hovered and continued until it became torturous enough for you to want to leave, taking her by force, in a state that was a bit too worrying for both of you.
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"I told you we could have stayed home, but you insisted on coming."
"And that doesn't mean I need to drag you everywhere I go, (Y\N)."
"We're going to fight, then, is that it?"
Taking your eyes off the road, crossing the street of her house - which you already knew by heart -, you faced Shauna, who snorted, crossed her arms and stared at the landscape in the passenger seat window, without responding. After seconds of silence and Johnny Cash's low voice filling the room, she whispered, whimpering.
"I'm sorry, baby, I don't know what came over me, it's just…", Shauna sighed, and whimpered again. "Damn, she was practically having sex with you in front of everyone, and I couldn't let my best friend take advantage of the person I'm dating like that!"
You sighed too, realizing that, despite her drunken state, Shauna still had a modicum of sanity to admit that every now and then she went overboard with excessive jealousy. Now, still, you could forgive her, and you did, sliding your free hand up her thigh, your eyes quickly turning to her face.
"I'm sorry, too, I should have watched myself more."
"Okay, anyway", the brunette whispered, clicking her tongue on the roof of her mouth. "Stop the car."
"What?"
"Do what I'm asking, (Y\N), stop the fucking car."
Her tone. You closed your eyes and felt your legs tremble as you swallowed down all your fear and tension.
Obligingly, you stopped the car on an empty road and, while the other cars and pedestrians did their best to ignore you, Shauna ripped off her seat belt and climbed into your seat, sitting between your legs with a mischievous smile. Her hands snaked around your neck and she pushed herself closer as she felt your hands trail down to her hips.
"Hm, I like that. Now… I'm going to show you how to bounce for someone for real."
Your eyes widened, surprised by Shauna's malicious response, but you didn't reprimand her, much less retort. And when she began to truly bounce on you, even in the awkward seat of the car, her breathing became labored the moment the first movement began. Your nails pressed into her thigh, and Shauna moaned in satisfaction, very softly, leaning down to kiss your neck and nibble a little, because she knew you loved it.
In fact, post-fight sex was a recurring thing between you.
Your nails went down a little, squeezing her ass as she kissed you, and then you repeated the same action, hearing even more of your girlfriend's satisfying moans. Thinking about how good it was to fuck her like this, without anyone knowing, without anyone noticing. It was the best feeling ever. You wouldn't trade it for anything.
And you knew that, deep down, neither did she.
Shauna soon left her fancy clothes thrown in the backseat, and you did the same. Shortly after, you jumped into the backseat and started doing what you regularly did, without shame, without fear. Your hands slid down to take off her bra, and she did the same thing to you with the intention of leaving you completely naked in front of her.
With kisses, nibbles, touches and silly hands, you enjoyed that night like no other, before leaving again and returning to your homes as if nothing had happened.
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"Are you waiting for someone, baby?"
Shauna whispered, startling you, as you sat waiting for her in the locker room after another of the electrifying games in which the Yellowjackets had come out on top once again. It wasn't even new anymore now.
Her laugh felt good in your ear, but you didn't have time to appreciate what she could give you in return, because you were soon pushed into the bathroom stall again, and Shauna resumed the trail of kisses she was trying yesterday along your face and body, trying to remain as silent as possible so as not to alarm any of the girls.
You responded, but it was impossible to hold back, especially when she lowered her kisses to your neck and made you want to scream by holding back your moan. Shauna was loving it, on the other hand, and just kept pushing more and more, for the grace of being able to play with you and your sanity without fear of what would come.
Or at least, who would come…
"Shauna, would you have a tampon- WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!"
Jackie shouted, making you pull away from your girlfriend instantly, eyes rolling back and a sigh of almost relief escaping your lips. Shauna laughed mockingly and scratched her forehead, shaking her head.
"Can one of you explain this to me?", Jackie demanded and, instinctively, you noticed that the other girls were also with their little heads stretched towards the bathroom stall, trying to see something.
Shauna rushed in, pushing you out of the way and going to her best friend, her brown eyes downcast, dilated, the expression of someone who had just been defeated. "I've been fucking (Y\N) for a while now. That's basically it, if you haven't figured it out yet."
"Shauna!", you scolded her, even though you didn't know what to say to fix that mistake. Even more defeated, you nodded, pursing your lips. "Yeah, it is what it is, there's nothing more to say."
"You two better have a good explanation for all this, or I'm going to turn your heads into mobiles for my house one by one, I swear to God."
Jackie shouted, and, realizing that there was no longer any way to hide it from anyone - not even from yourselves -, you nodded, leaving the bathroom and going after the girl captain, trying to correct that mistake.
Well, now it was done. You had been discovered. And honestly, maybe being caught in the act just made this whole secret relationship thing even better.
You didn't even care much, to be honest. If you could still kiss and make out with Shauna as much as you wanted — even with her teammates whispering all over the place —that would be enough.
#yellowjackets#yellowjackets x reader#shauna shipman x reader#sophie nelisse x reader#lgbt#angst#romance#smut#shitty smut#actually i don't think it's one of my best works#i'll improve later i promise#shauna please be my jock girlfriend
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Thinking about Laura Lee inviting her teammates to attend church with her before nationals, expecting not a single one to show (after all, why would they? She sees the way they roll their eyes and snicker when she suggests a pre-game prayer) but to her absolute delight, not one, not two — but four Yellowjackets show up to mass.
Lottie is the first to show up, and she’s not sure why she’s there to begin with. Raised Protestant and even then only nominally, religion has never exactly been her cup of tea, but Sunday morning she finds herself dressed and in the church parking lot before she knows what she's doing. Laura Lee nearly tackles her with a hug when she finds the lanky brunette milling about the vestibule nearly 30 minutes early; the deacon's daughter, Laura Lee eagerly reserved a pew in the front center for herself and any teammates that might show. Lottie feels increasingly at ease as the bubbly blonde gives her the rundown of what to expect, but when Laura Lee takes her hand halfway through mass for the recitation of Our Father, Lottie's heartbeat is so loud that she would've sworn it was ringing off the rafters.
Nat follows shortly thereafter, sheepishly ducking into the church and quickly crossing herself with holy water from the font. When she notices Lottie’s quirked eyebrow as she slides into the pew, she shrugs and explains “I was raised Catholic,” but doesn't add that she hasn't been since she was a child whose prayers for the violence to end went unanswered. Laura Lee’s quiet parish is much different than the boisterous Italian-American church she grew up in, but the rituals are the same regardless. She looks a little out of place in an old dress she borrowed from her mom and her leather jacket over it, and (what she considers to be) a touch of eyeliner but despite the judgmental looks of nearly everyone around her, she's entirely sober for mass. She does, however, line up for a taste of dry red communion wine even though she vaguely remembers something about needing confession first — it may be a sin, but she sees it as a well-deserved treat.
Shauna and Jackie arrive together (as always) with the stragglers only minutes before mass is supposed to start. They actually got there before Nat, but sat in the car for nearly 20 minutes because Jackie was dragging her feet about the whole ordeal. When pressed about why she even wants to go, Shauna says she has a renewed interest in the “tragic saints,” but she really just thinks it’s a good idea to double down on the latter half of pull n’ pray. Jackie eventually concedes when Shauna plays the God forbid we do something that I want to do for once card, and tries to make it seem like it was her idea to go in the name of "promoting team unity."
Jackie prays for Jeff to break up with her before she has to break up with him; Lottie prays that the butterflies in her stomach, born of forbidden feelings, will drop dead. Shauna, who still doesn't quite know how you're "supposed" to pray, steals secret glances of Jackie with her eyes squeezed tight, kneeling next to her in the pew, and feels a wretched pit of guilt opening in her stomach as she recalls just one of ten commandments: Thou shalt not commit adultery.
Laura Lee is the only one who prays that the team will win nationals, but even she knows the New Jersey state champion Yellowjackets don't need divine intervention to come out on top. After all, her biggest prayer of all had already been answered.
#yellowjackets#yellowjackets drabble#lottielee#jackieshauna#lottienat#my writing#none of the other yjs told their teammates they were going to be there btw#and they go out to lunch at a diner afterwards because obviously that's the best part of church#i just need more happy laura lee#my sweet angel bb
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Shauna got silly!? Also happy Shauna Shipman Sunday
#yellowjackets#yellowjackets fanart#yj#shauna yellowjackets#shauna shipman#shauna shipdog#furry#fursona#furry art#anthro art#lunarzomb art
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shauna sunday misty monday taissa tuesday van vednesday naTalie Thursday failgirl friday lottie laturday. is this anything.
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Wait heck I should probably add some actual lore or whatever for oc Sunday instead of just designs
Uuuuuuuhhhhh OH! Yam, despite being "blessed" with immortality from yveltal, was actually chosen to be a hero by zygarde!
Let me find the paragraphs hang on
Yam was actually chosen by zygarde to be a hero of order. Yam wasn't chosen by yveltal due to the god being woken up too early from its slumber to power the ultimate weapon, and having used up a lot of energy between charging the weapon, fighting yams team, protecting Yam and her friends from the ultimate weapon, and taking away Yams ability to die. So yveltal just goes right back to sleep asap leaving Yam and Co scrambling. Zygarde saw the mess az made of himself for 3000 years and was like," Nope not letting this kid go through that."
So during yams recovery after being healed by shauna, she spends a lot of time in the secret pokemon village and gets a mentor out of wulfric. After becoming champion and reuniting az with floette, az tells yam that she's probably immortal and she doesn't take it very well. So she goes to the village, battles mewtwo to get out some emotions, and gets told by mewtwo that it might be a good idea for her to talk to zygarde.
Zygarde says "yep definitely cursed, thanks for saving the world btw. If you want a legendary pokemon supporting you who won't be an absenty parent I'll claim you as my hero. You'll basically be asked to fix stuff by other legendarys anyway, it's just this way you can have a title and can ask for my help"
So uh yeah! I think I have art of them
Zygarde won't actually join yam and shauna in a more active role besides pointing them to a region until moon. so that omega Ruby is the girls trying to find a new normal and be self-sufficient and failing at it. OR is a mess of emotions and stress and they girls don't even know shaunas immortal until the very end of the delta episode.
[image: lineless digital art of Yam in her post-Geosenge outfit in the middle of a dark green cave/forest, standing in a bright glowing pool in front of Zygarde 50%. Zygarde's limbs(?) are all fanned out and it is looking straight ahead, but Yam is looking over her shoulder with one eye making direct contact with the viewer.]
WAIT OH MY GOD. ZYGARDE'S HERO HUH?? BOY I SURE WISH THERE WERE A ZYGARDE-FOCUSED GAME POTENTIALLY BASED IN THE XY POSTGAME COMING OUT SOMETIME NEXT YEAR THAT YOU COULD PLAY AS HER 👁️👁️
(love that wulfric is a mentor figure tbh. he deserves more attention <3)
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Interesting tidbit by royal reporter Arthur Edwards. He appeared on The Sun's YT channel yesterday ("I was at Meghan & Harry’s wedding - it was MISERABLE, the worst event I’ve ever been to") and revealed the 1st time Camilla saw a picture of Archie after he was "born" was when AE showed Camilla a picture tweeted to him from Archie's TV debut. Apologies if this has been asked before-- tarot idea: Why did Prince Harry agree to pretend he has 2 legitimate kids (Archie & Lilibet) in the LOS?
Hi Nonny,
The news about the birth of Archie is coming out in slow and painful degrees. I don't have the patience for it, but I suppose it is necessary from some perspective (making money? getting the news accepted?)
That is a good tarot idea and I don't think I have read on it. I will do that reading for you and I have added it to my list.
Link to article with video:
EDIT: Arthur Edwards is having a conversation with Shauna, on her Vintage Read YouTube channel, on Sunday Evening 9.30pm AEST (GMT + 10hours). You can see the announcement in her community posts:
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the only people i feel sorry for is you and the groupies that follow in this trend because you continue this awful cycle of harassing someone who's autistic and has dyslexia she is not even on here anymore because of the awful hate she gotten years ago i will pray for you when i go to church on sunday shauna xo and also its funny how only you and dani bring her up constantly no one else because you are bullies.
should i start pretending to be my best friend too like is this just what we’re doing now?
hi this is liz. this is not scout. shut up and fuck off xoxo liz
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To keep myself on track, I promise you that the lumberjack!Shauna fic will be out this Saturday or Sunday. But I think it’s going to be around 2000+ words (I’m at 1052 and haven’t mentioned wood once) but anywho. It should be out Saturday/Sunday. Anywho hope your days been good, and I hope you have a good rest of your day/night
ahh that’s so great! i’ll make sure to be the first notes on it :)
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i need to go to bed but technically it's 12:48am so its shauna sunday for me. if anything shauna WOULD want me posting abt her on lotties day it's in her petty nature
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