On a cliff at dawn in violet myers waifu, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with violet myers waifu,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “violet myers waifu, violet myers waifu, violet myers waifu!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “violet myers waifu” bliss.