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axl and slash with a s/o who has a resting bitch face hcs?

Thanks for the ask!xo

A/N: I took a bit of creative liberty

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Headcanons:

Axl and Slash with their significant other who has resting bitch face

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When first meeting, Slash was genuinely a little scared about talking to you because you looked mean

was absolutely flabbergasted to realize you were super friendly

Axl was quick to advance, making teasing comments about you being tough and rude which only confused you

he was incredibly embarrassed to realize that you weren’t actually some rough n’ tough badass chick like he thought

Slash has a really bad habit of thinking that you were mad at him or that you didn’t like the gifts he’d buy you

axl was a lot better about reading how you were actually feeling- he helped slash out more than once

occasionally they’d both be wrong, you found it amusing… sometimes

You never liked the paparazzi positing pictures of you three because several people commented about how “you’re only with them for the money” and “she doesn’t actually love them, look at her expression. She’s not happy”

they always remedied your worries either lots of passionate sex and tender cuddles

axl was never shy about telling the media to stick it where the sun don’t shine when it came to you

slash was better at physically consoling you

Once you were confronted in public by someone who claimed you were manipulating the boys for their money and fame

axl may or may not have thrown a punch that day

safe to say no one tried to steer anything in public again

Slash loved making you smile, be it by telling dumb jokes or impressing you with a new riff. It gave him confirmation that you really were happy, even if he knew better

you tried to make visible efforts to make yourself seem more welcoming

but you were always assured that you were perfect just the way you were

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A Gift

You and Izzy sit on the balcony, smoking cigs and observing the stars

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For: my lovely, @dizzystradlin, a very special person to me.

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You’ve had your fair share of life. Maybe you’d pushed through more than you had to. Endured more than most. Exhaling a puff of smoke, you sighed, leaning your head back against the exterior of the apartment you were just barely able to afford. The sky was clear tonight- at least as clear as it could be considering that you lived in Los Angeles. The stars were faint, but still just faintly glowing in the sky. Like little dots. Just two twinkling away.

You ash your cigarette on the molding boards which make up your porch. How many cigarettes had you and gone through at this point? You’d last track long ago, when the sun was still up, not that you were exactly keeping track. Izzy was your… well Izzy. Maybe that’s what it is- just plain and simple. You were you and Izzy was Izzy. Izzy who crashed on your couch far too many times, Izzy who was a little to lax when you could make payments, Izzy who spoke more with his eyes than words. Just plain ol’ Izzy.

That was more than enough for you.

At your rock bottom, Izzy picked you back up on your feet. Be it that he was aware or not. He helped you in more ways than one, physically and mentally. Were you exactly one hundred percent in either aspect? No. But things felt a little more possible. You turned your head just enough to watch Izzy- who was standing right next to where you sat. He seemed to paying attention to everything and nothing.

“Don’t you…” you paused, taking another drag of the cigarette. It almost seemed like Izzy didn’t even hear you, but you knew he did. He always did. You exhaled and continued, “Don’t you ever think about how insignificant we really are? I mean… look at all those stars. They’re… they’re goddamn massive compared to us. And yet here I am, worrying about the utility bill.” Then silence again. Izzy didn’t respond, not that you were really expecting him to.

The silence went on for a few minutes.

Izzy spoke up and you almost jumped, almost, “I think you’ve got a one-sided perspective on all this. You think we’re all that insignificant to the stars, but they’re just as insignificant as us.”

He pointed out and up towards the sky, “That star right there, what difference would it make to us if it just wasn’t there? Disappeared or something, I don’t give a fuck.” He dropped his cigarette and out it out with the heel of his boot, hands automatically going to his pants pockets.

You didn’t responds, you didn’t exactly have a counter argument… you also wanted to hear Izzy keep on talking. For being a drug-addled rockstar, he was far more insightful than most.

“It wouldn’t make a lack of difference. To us, we’re seein’ the same damn starry sky.” He turned to look at you, his hazel eyes staring right into yours, “Guess it’d be different if you only focused on that star, yeah?”

You swallowed and gave a half nod, “Yeah.”

“Then I’d guess you’d noticed it missing.” He said with a shrug, but you knew the implication. That all the stars reflected all the people in the world. That the one star which, in theory, disappeared was you. And Izzy was the silent observer, watching the sky.

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a fic where slash and reader join the band around the same time, are rivals for a while but slash starts to fall for reader and gets jealous when axl hits on reader and that night is his last straw and confesses

Short Fic:

Despite being rivals since knowing each other, Slash begins to slowly build feelings towards you. His feeling grow until he sees Axl flirting with you

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Slash typically never had an issues with people. Got along with most everyone, made friends easily. That was you came along. Ever since you joined the band he kept feeling like he had to one up everything you did. Slash didn’t really know why, but you just ticked him off. And you, seeing that Slash had something against you for whatever reason, built up resentment towards him as well.

The little scuffles between you two were never enough to really cause much of an issue within the band. Snarky comments here and there, eye rolls, just about anything petty to make each other annoyed. More than once you hid Slash’s top hat and smoked his cigarettes. In return he’d hide all your picks in the most inconvenient places.

As the weeks drug on into months, Slash began noticing a change. A change within himself. In the days you weren’t at practice, he found himself missing your presence. He started to feel guilty when he pulled little pranks on you. He began to be a little nicer, buying you coffee unprompted, helping you move your stuff. It made Slash feel conflicted, why was he feeling so differently? You seemed to be doing just the same.

One morning, while halfway through his third cup of his JD/coffee mix, Slash accepted the fact that he’d developed feeling for you. A crush, if you will. He stared down into the cup, he felt like he was the awkward little kid in middle school again. There was no goddamn way that he was going to tell you- there was absolutely no sign that you even tolerated him, let alone liking him romantically. Plus, rejection would just make things… weird… within the band.

Sighing, while running his hand across his face, he decided he would just do nothing. After all, he was probably just confused. There was no way he actually caught feelings for someone as annoying as you. No way at all… He’d keep messing with your stuff, even if it made him feel bad to watch you frantically look around for whatever it was he hid.

Standing up with a groan, Slash was going to get some more coffee and a lot more Jack Daniels when he heard Axl’s voice in the room over. He furrowed his brows- that bastard was never up this early. Hell, he wasn’t usually ever up this early either- but here they were. Curiosity took over, as far he knew, he was the only one here… besides Axl apparently.

Slash peered around the corner and felt his blood run… cold? Axl was there in the kitchen, but so were you. Being this close, he could tell what was going on. Axl was blatantly flirting with you. He was getting up in your personal space, buttering you up. Praising your skills as musician, commenting on your hard work, mentioning how beautiful you looked that night. And worst of all? You were smiling, a light blush dusted your cheeks as Axl continued to flatter you.

Jealousy coiled in his gut. He realized, a bit belatedly, that he probably had more than just a little crush on you. Slash knew that he should be in Axl’s place. He should be the one calling you beautiful, using god-awful pickup lines. He wanted you to be the one smiling at him. You should be- Slash stopped himself. Maybe he was getting a little too carried away. Drunk- he was probably drunk. But staring at the scene e of you and Axl in the kitchen almost made him feel sick. He was going to regret this. He pushed away from the doorway and turned away.

Yup. He was already regretting it. He turned around again, making his way into the kitchen. Both you and Axl looked up. He was about to greet Slash when he grabbed your arm.

“We’ve gotta talk.” He said, voice more strained than he hoped. Pulling you up from where you were, he practically drug you out of the kitchen- leaving behind a very confused Axl. Your questions went unanswered as Slash pulled you into the next nearest room… which happened to be the bathroom.

“Hey?! What the hell are you doin’?” You asked, utterly confused. What sorta bullshit prank was he trying to pull on you this time? But ask you looked at him, Slash was very obviously averting his gaze, “Slash..? Uhm?”

“Uhh” Slash repeated. He felt awkward… why the did he go into the bathroom of all places?! He licked his lips anxiously, “I gotta talk to you.”

You looked at him skeptically, “Yeah… you told me that. About what though?”

“About…” Slash couldn’t bring himself to say the words. His palms were getting sweaty- he was to to nervous, “Er… uh about you..?”

He didn’t even sound like he was here about what he was saying. You have him a flat look, “About me, huh?”

He nodded, a bit too quickly, “Yeah… mhm. Uhm. Yeah, I’m just, y’know, sorry? For everything.” Slash swallowed a bit harshly, internally cursing himself for acting like a damn twelve year old.

“Sorry?” Your defensive demeanor fell. Sorry? Was he really apologizing for being a jackass?

He nodded again, “Sorry. You’re pretty cool, y’know? I like jammin’ with you… and you’re pretty funny- and pretty in general” He added.

You looked around, expecting some kinda joke. For something to happen. But nope, it was just you, Slash, and the bathroom, “You’re sorry… like really sorry.”

“Really damn sorry. I like you. A lot.” He looked at you, “I mean it… you’re funny. You’re hot, like really fuckin’ hot. I just- I wanna stop actin’ like I don’t like you when I really do, y’know?”

You couldn’t stop that smile that fell upon your lips… this guy, “Yeah? I guess I think you’re pretty cool too.”

Slash seemed surprised to hear that, “Yeah..?- uhm well anyways. I just was gonna tell you-”

You cut him off, “You were jealous weren’t you?” You said with a cheeky grin, “You like me so you didn’t like seen Ax talk o’ with me? Right?”

He felt embarrassed, “I guess you could say that…”

“You aren’t the most observant… are you?” You said slyly, leaning in to give him a quick kiss on the lips, “I think I noticed it before you did.”

Slash was confused, but relief flooded his chest as you leaned up to kiss him, “I didn’t notice what..?”

You only rolled your eyes, “I love you, you damn moron” You gave him another kiss, a bit longer than time. Slash was still confused, but he accepted it.

“Yeah… I love you too.”

The rest of that, whatever went down in that bathroom is history. Axl vowed to never use that bathroom again.

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slash x f!reader where slash teases reader in a bus they travel with the band in. like they share a bunk bed and he wakes up, deciding to kiss her cheek, down to her jaw and maybe suck on her neck?? just slash being clingy all morning

Imagine:

Slash wakes up early, for once, and showers (reader) with some morning kisses

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Slash groaned as his eyes squinted open to the early morning sun. It was way too early. He was going to flip over and tug the covers over his head of capture a few more well needed hours of sleep until he recalled who exactly he was sharing this tiny ass bunk with. You. Slash just sighed, he really didn’t feel like crushing you in your sleep and receiving your wrath in return.

He tired to fall back asleep, but he simply just couldn’t with the combination of bumpy bus ride and the bright sun. Groaning, he turned his head only to be face-to-face with you. He took in the sight, your expression was peaceful. Slash frowned, a bit jealous, at least someone was getting a good night’s sleep.

However, he couldn’t help but crack a grin, you were always so uptight- worrying about one thing or the other. And now? Calm, peaceful bliss… Slash couldn’t help himself from closing the distance between yourselves. His lips pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. Seeing as you didn’t react, he decided to keep going, littering your sleepy face in his affections.

It amused him to a degree, not that he didn’t like like to give you some early morning smooches as well. You had a long weekend, managing the band and whatnot. He figured you deserved some well deserved love. Slash started moving his kisses downward, from your cheeks and nose to your jaw.

He enjoyed watching your little reactions, the way your eyebrows furrowed when his stubble tickled your cheek or the way you’d softly sigh. Moving down further, his lips ghosted along your neck until he stopped, placing a wet kiss along your neck and beginning to suck a hickey.

That woke you up. Blearily, you looked around to see Slash’s mop of hair right next to you and an all to familiar sensation on your neck.

“Wha..?” She mumbled, sleepily pushing his head away. Slash looked up at you with the cheekiest grin on his face.

“Mornin’ ” He said, not at all ashamed at what he was doing, “How’d ya sleep?”

You groaned a bit, “Just fine… ‘til you woke me up… doin’ whatever.”

“Aww… did I ruin your precious sleep? I thought you’d appreciate a little looove…” He pouted, exaggerating.

“I never told you to stop” You said with a little shrug. Slash’s grin came back like clockwork.

He shifted, leaning up on his arm, “Is that..?”

You couldn’t help but grin a bit too- even if you were still exhausted, “Yes, it is. Ya damn goof. Now c’mere.”

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Feel free to send requests, read pinned for more info xoxo

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Hi can I make a request on a fanfic of Jon Bon Jovi where he is married to a model/singer and reader is heavily pregnant with their first child and it’s just a soft evening where he is singing new songs to her (slippery when wet era) and it’s just fluff and a lot of pda💕

Short Fic:

Tender evening with Jon doting on his heavily pregnant wife

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Jon was so good to you, really. He was far more than you could’ve possibly asked for. From the moment you two got together, he was incredibly sweet. He’d plan date nights at all your favorite restaurants, buying what you wanted no matter the price. He was always more than happy to splurge when it came to what you wanted.

You two had met at some fancy event. You were a semi-famous model, trying to make a bigger name for yourself. But when you laid eyes on Jon, (or was it vice versa?) you were smitten. Immediately you two had hit it off. At first both your and Jon’s management team thought something was going to go wrong. A messy breakup, some sort of scandal, anything. You two proved them wrong, especially after Jon put a ring on your finger. From then on, it was total bliss. You were more than happy to have Jon by your side. Jon couldn’t believe that he was so lucky to have gotten you as his wife. He was sure to make every second of it count.

You stared a bit too long at a super fluffy blanket? It was yours. Made a comment on those cute shoes? He’s already at the register. Jon loved to spoil you. He loved you, period. And of course, when you stayed in the baby section of clothing stores for a bit too long, he knew he’d have to give you just that.

After finding out about your pregnancy, he was ecstatic. Instantly he was doting on you more (if that was even possible) making sure each of your every needs was met. Jon loved driving you to your doctor appointment, he especially loved seeing all the ultrasound pictures. The movement of the little baby who was both of yours. During bouts of morning sickness, he’d rub your back comfortingly, hold your hair back, everything just to make it a little easier on you.

When it came to buying things for the baby, you and Jon went a bit overboard. He was looking at houses that were big enough to support a kid- and possibly more in the future- while you were purchasing all the cutest little baby clothes. The future baby was more than prepared for.

And now? Things were coming down a bit. Your due date was approaching closer and closer so there wasn’t much you were able to do anymore with your growing belly. Jon had finally found himself some free time from working with the band. After dinner he had helped you bathe and get into bed. Placing a tender kiss on your stomach and to your lips, he got into bed with you, pulling the sheets up close.

He wrapped his arm around you, holding you close to him, “How’re you doing mama?” He said softly, giving you another kiss.

Your hands go up to your belly, a tired smile gracing your face, “As well as they can be, I suppose. Can’t wait for this bugger to get out though.”

Jon smiled, also putting his hands overtop yours, “Yeah. I’d bet.” He paused for a minute, taking in the moment. How we was going to become a father very soon, “Hey sweetie. I’ve been working on some songs for the new album.”

“Really?” You said enthusiastically, “That’s wonderful.”

Jon nods, “Mhm… would you like to hear ‘em?”

“Yeah… yeah I’d like that.” You said with a small nod.

So Jon began to softly sing to you, giving you occasional kisses here and there. After a bite his voice began to relax you and eventually soothed you to sleep. As he felt your body relaxed, he couldn’t help but give you one last kiss and pull your favorite fluffy blanket a bit higher on you.

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Imagine:

Soft, tender moments between you and Slash on a lazy morning

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A/N: a short drabble(ish) written for @being-worthy because who doesn’t want to give slash some tlc?

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You yawned and stretched awake, the late morning sun shining through the blinds. After the tour ended, it was just pure peace. No more running around, late nights, early morning. You and Slash could just kick back and relax. Being home with the cats and Slash’s collection of snakes made everything all the more comforting

You look over to Slash’s sleeping form and smile softly to yourself. He really was one of the sweetest guys you’d ever met- even if he had a bad habit of being downright raunchy. You carefully got up, crawling on top of Slash and leaning down to give him a soft kiss on the lips.

“Slash.” You whisper quietly to him, trying to get him up, “Slashy… Slash.”

You litter his face with a few more kisses, his eyebrows on furrow slightly at your attacks, “Slasher… Splish-Splash-Slash~” You coo a little louder, giggling to yourself at the silly variations of his name that you were making.

After a few more stray kisses and a bit of teasing, Slash’s eyes flutter open. It takes him a minute to realize his surroundings- to see you on top of him with an endearing look on your face.

“Mornin’ sleepy-Slash.” You tease, laying down to rest your head on his chest. He brings his arms up around your waist, he leaned his head just enough to place a kiss on top of your head.

“Mm yeah. Mornin’” He said, his voice gruff with sleep, “You ain’t sneaky y’know.” He mumbled, kissing your head again, “All your damn nicknames.”

You couldn’t help a little snicker at that, “Awh? You heard me?” You leaned up just enough to kiss his jawline, “Did you sleep good?”

“Good as ever- cause you’re right next to me.” He responded with the cheesiest grin. You had to roll your eyes, deciding to shut his mouth with another smooch.

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𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛. 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚒 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛-𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚔-𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚔

𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏- 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛

𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜. 𝚒 𝚍𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚏 𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝- 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔. 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝, 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜

𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔/𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕

𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍. 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝. 𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗

𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜, 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎

𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚎 (𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜)

𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚗𝚛

𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑

𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚢, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢

𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜- 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖