When you realize one of your children ceejles is a famous artist in tumblr. Oh my god my child.. wait grandchild right? Holy shit I forgot our family tree but I know i’m a grandma..
I’M PROUD OF YOU MY CHILD.
You were kind of my sister in-law back then/cousin from a former dude/sister from my momma/grandma now?
(what is this family tree)
I can now honor it to my dearest grandma… you are my grandma now Uw U <3
We have a confusing family tree and all I know is that I’m the Mafia Godfather grandma to all of you.
When you realize one of your children ceejles is a famous artist in tumblr. Oh my god my child.. wait grandchild right? Holy shit I forgot our family tree but I know i’m a grandma..
I’M PROUD OF YOU MY CHILD.
You were kind of my sister in-law back then/cousin from a former dude/sister from my momma/grandma now?
(what is this family tree)
I can now honor it to my dearest grandma… you are my grandma now Uw U <3
Makoto tries to back away, but the wall has him trapped as Haru leans into him and kisses him, his mouth half-open, his lips pliant and soft. Their teeth clack together a few times, but Makoto still finds himself feeling light-headed as Haru sucks his bottom lip between his two, biting down on it gently and eliciting a faint moan from the back of Makoto’s throat.