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for everyone saying that wicked oc and jk will get pregnant at the rate theyre going, isnt oc from dryad blood? i thought it was mentioned that they were infertile/it was a miracle if the could have kids
either way im loving the constant updates, i love them so much!!
anon !! weâre not supposed to talk about that !!
#missy answers#fic: wicked#anon#hahaha this totally isnât gonna be some angst material that will definitely be utilized#ðªðââïž
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#this should be in color but im lazy sorry ðªðââïž#but black and white kinda fit this one so nvm#men in suit ðð#frollo#phoebus#clopin trouillefou#the hunchback of notre dame#claude frollo#disney#hond#judge frollo#disney art#ask#quasimodo
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he was a CAD ðððððð§ââïžð wanted her BAD ððð§ââïž just like any good TROphy HUNTer ðððð ð¹ððð and she liked the way it tastes ð€·ââïž taming a bear ðªð»ð«·ðââïž making him care ð§žð𥰠watching him jump ð§ââïžðââïžð¶ then pulling him UNDer ðð€ð§ââïžð and at first blush âïžâºïž this is fate ðâïžð when itâs all roses ð¹ð©ââ€ïžâðâðšð¹ portrait poses ð©ââ€ïžâðšð« central park lake in tiny rowboats ð£ââïžð£ââïžðœ âwhat a charming saturday!â ð¥°ððïž thatâs when she SEES ðâŒïž the littlest LEAKS ðŠðâŒïž down in the floorboards ððŠð£ââïž and she JUST knows âïžð§ð¡ she MUST bolt ðââïžð¶ð§ââïž started with a kiss ð©ââ€ïžâðâðš âoh we MUST stop meeting like this!â ð€£ð¬ð¥° but it always ends up with a town car speed-ing ððšð§ââïžâ out the drive one even-ing ð€·ââïžð ended with the slam of a door ðââïžðšð¥ðª then heâll call her a âWHORE!â ð€¬ð¯ïž wish he wouldnât be sore ð€·ââïžð€ but as she was leavingâŠðââïžðš it felt like breathing~ ð®ð®âðšð all her fð«¶cking lives flashed before her eyeyeyeyes ðŠðð°ð§£ðœðððïžð³ð°ïžðª¶ðïžðïž it feels like the time 𥶠she fell through the IiIiiIiiice âžïžðð§ ðââïž and. came. out. a-live. ð¥¶ð®ð®âðšðð
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Enid: UGH! For a supposedly big bad alpha wolf, Bruno sure can be spineless as shit.
Wednesday: Spineless, you say?
Enid: Yeah! He just goes along with whatever my mom says. The LEAST he could do is show some damn backbone on his gorgeousâand frankly too forgivingâgirlfriendâs behalf.
Wednesday: Show some backbone.
Enid: Exactly! YOU get it! You never let me down.
Enid: *flops back onto her bed* Moons above, sometimes I think I should be dating you instead.
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Enid: Wends? *sits up* What are youâŠ
Wednesday: *already sneaking through the door, armed with a dart gun, a bandolier of syringes, and a particularly vicious-lookingâ*
Enid: PUT DOWN THAT BONESAW THISâ
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#pre wenclair#incorrect wenclair#wenclair#enid sinclair#wednesday addams#wednesday netflix#incorrect wednesday addams#incorrect wednesday quotes#wwwssch
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Okay bye ðªðââïž
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The boop-o-meter reminds me of tomodachi toys for some reasons
The fruits of my labour <3
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#Ayaka-chan wa Hiroko-senpai ni Koishiteru#Ayaka is in Love with Hiroko#Ayaka is in Love with Hiroko edit#Ayaka x Hiroko#Risa x Ayaka#japanese gl#gl series#my edit#my post#original post#I started watching this series before season two airs at the end of June
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*knock knock*
Hello ðâºïž there Goldsnek
Just wanted to thank you for making tuesday more special for me than it already was.
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#cleumuu art#jamil viper#twisted wonderland jamil#the secondhand embarrassment#i always feel when i post things about him#auhshdd punching the air#dontlookdontlookdontlook
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gurl ngl i clicked that notif so fast when i read âwickedâ ðððŒ
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did not mean 2 bait sorry ð
#missy rambles#Iâve been exercising an incredible amount of self discipline to not info dump about my life on here the last few months#but basically I am not having a good time#i will write wickedâŠeventually ð«¡#what I really wanted to talk about was the spicychat bot that reminds me of tease!JK is like the worst way possible#ANYWAYS- ðª ðââïž
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joel and his wife like to smell each others armpits and joel ESPECIALLY liked to do it when she was pregnant
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ð ok wait here's how I can see it:
You would never admit it. Like no of COURSE not, ew what! All sweaty and hairy and body odor and ... and...
You know even if there's moments when you cuddle close, ans his arm is wrapped around you, your nose tucked into his chest, maybe, you catch a whiff of it i mean... its natural scent of his? Kind of? Yeah that's all. Doesn't tingle your brain sexually no of course not! Just a ... a tingle of... of... like familiarity ! I mean, what pregnant woman wouldn't be drawn to the scent of her baby daddy? It's like... biological. Knowing he's working hard for you. Giving off pheromones or something. Yeah thats it!
And maybe sometimes when he's sleeping you'll really press your nose there and take a good wift. Especially after he'd been outside working. Sweating. Biceps bulging in that top. God he looked good. Came in, made ya a sandwich as you oogled him and then crashed on the couch for a quick nap with you... wrapped up in his musk....ugh yeah... yeah thats so good.
Yeah no you'll never tell him that of course. You'll push him in the shower with a pinched nose before he ever catches you rubbing yourself to his musky stink.
Joel? No shame.
"Lift the pitties and squeeze those titties baby, daddy need a sniffin'" he'll say. Oh my god you want to slap him so bad, but he'll literally crouch and press his nose there, sucking wind through his nose with closed eyes and letting out a staggered hum. He'll press kisses too (making you flinch with tickles).
"Fuckin' weirdo," you tell him. You don't mention how wet it's made you.
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Shippy ahh stuff ð«£ðð
I'm a rotten Ecks enjoyer so ofc I ship him with an oc too
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ð€ªð«! Itâs been 3ïžâ£0ïžâ£ slutty, slutty daysðïž of COCKTOBERððð⊠get ready for the CLIMAXð¥µð©ð¥Žð
ðŠâŒïžââ!!! ðððHOELOWEEN ðð©»is upon us! The ð»ðSPOOKIEST SLUTSðð» lurk the streets ð£ïžð§ð§ââïžð§ââïžin their cuntiestðð
COCKstumesðŠžð€¡ð€ ð Whatâs that over thereð€šðð²ð?ââð€ââ A sexy SKANKensteinð§ââïžð§ðª¡â¡? A knob-slobbingðð
ðð hobgoblinðº?ð?ðº?ð? A one-eyedâïžðïž one-hornedâïžðŠ flying purpleð£ð£ PUSSY EATERð±ððŠµð
ðŠµð¥µðð€ª?ââŒïžð±â?âð±ââŒïž??â??â Theyâre all going ðªðââïždoorðªðââïž to ðªðââïždoorðªð BEGGINGðð¥ºðââïž for tricksð€¡, treatsðµâð«ð¥Ž, and everything in betweenðð¯!! So light ð¯ïžyour ððJACKOFF-o-lanternsð§Žð«Žðð¥µðŠ, itâs gonna be a long nightð§ââïžðð¯ââïžððŠðŠððð©ð§ââïžðŠð¯ââïžð«£ðððŠððŠðŠð¯ðð§ââïžðŠðºð¥µðŠðŠð¥Žð§ââïžððŠðŠðŠðŠðŠ!âŒïžââ!! Send this to 1ïžâ£3ïžâ£ ðºðŠðð§MONSTER-FUCKERðð MAMISðºðŠðð§ to wishðª them a night of ð³ïžð³ïžð³ïžHOLE-HAUNTING ð¥Žð©ð»â°ïžðªŠ halloWEENIESððð. And donât forget to check your candyðð¬ð€âŠ my FAT COCKððð might be in there ððªµ
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THEREâS SOMETHING âBOUT THE WAY THE STREET LOOKS WHEN ITâS JUST RAINED
thereâs a glow ð off the ~pAvEmEnT~ âšð£ïž you WALK me to the CAR ð ð¶ââïžð¶ââïž and you know I wanna ask you to dance right there (in the middle of the parking lot~âŠ.ð
¿ïžðððºð) YEeEAH!!!!âŠoh yeeeAaaaAaahâŠweâre driving down the road ðâ¬ïžð£ïž I wonder if yOoOooOou know ð€ðð«µï¿œï¿œï¿œ Iâm trying SOOooo hard ð«£ not. to. get. caught up. nOoooow ð
ââïžðð€¥ (but youâre just SO cool ð©ðð run your hands through YoOooour hair ðââïž absentmindedly ðð𪜠mAkInâ me WANT ð€² YOoooOou ð£ð«µð) and I donât know how ð€·ââïžðð« it. gets. bett-er. than. this. you take my hand ð« and drag me HEAD first, ðââïžð€ðââïžðš FEAR-less. and I donât know why ð€·ââïžðð« but. with. you. Iâd dance. ð ðº in a stOoorm in my best. dress. âïžððº FEAR-less. so baby drive slow ð¢ð âtil we RuN oUt Of RoAd ð«ð£ïžð in this one horse town âïžðŽðïž I wanna stay right here ð in this passenger seAT, ðºð you put your eYeS on me ððð in this moment now, CAPTURE it ðž REmemBER it ð€ð âcause I donât know how ð€·ââïžðð« it. gets. bett-er. than. this. you take my hand ð« and drag me HEAD first, ðââïžð€ðââïžðš FEAR-less. and I donât know why ð€·ââïžðð« but. with. you. Iâd dance. ð ðº in a stOoorm in my best. dress. âïžððº FEAR-less. well you stood there with me in the doorway ð§ââïžð§ââïžðª my hands shake âð«šð€ I'm not usually this way but, ð°ð
ââïž you pull me in and I'm a little more brave ð«ðªð°ðšð§ð itâs the first kiss âïžð©ââ€ïžâðâðš it's flawless ð¥ really somethingâŠit's fearless ð«¶ð«¶ð«¶ð«¶ð«¶ð«¶ð
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Caught lying in the resume as Cabernet's staff...
Cabernet looked about just ready to EAT ðŽ you... But HOLD UP ð€ We need to rewind how did you exactly get here.. ð€ð€ð€ So, flashback before babes decided that your life was basically forfeit...
Pooks decided to look for a helper to help an up and coming event where rich ð³ð³ð³ people will attend, so her employees posted an ad for applications... You, came across it and decided "Hey, why not apply to this side hustle? ð€ªð€ªð€ª " Thinking you were slick about deciding to lie your way into getting the job but noooo ð
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ââïž You weren't. ð She already knew what was up but, decided to hire you anyways because you were exactly what she was looking for. Young, naïve, and stupid... Smh, you really thought... Gworl, she RICH RICH, why would you try this?
Anywayssss fast forward to the event, you were clueless roaming around the damn hall, overwhelmed by the flock of rich people crowding the place. Bestie you stuck out like a sore thumb ð the entire time... Trying to think of a way to help out since everyone knew what they were doing, except YOU ð© Unbeknownst to you, Cabernet was watching the interaction the whole time, you awkwardly nodding to a random old rich couple who demanded to see the chef, their anger rising as you scramble to get a chef or someone... ð Perfect... You were the perfect candidate for making this event a success...
Meanwhile, you standing like a fool ð§ââïž tryna find someone, the manager??? ð©âðŒ so ya'll can figure out how to y'know.. Deal with rich karens ig... Babes is already stalking her meal ð, while you're still busy with how tf are you gonna get out of here ðââïž yes, you decided to spanish vanish like Duolingo held your marketable plushies as hostage ðŠð¢
Then, you just so happened to be at the crime scene because you were LOST ð¿ in this huge ass place that the event was held in, making you open a random door, that you thought is the exit ðª But nah, pookie witnessed a crime scene like a live horror move scene straight out of the screen, like??? Are you seeing this shit rn? ð€ð€ð€ Then, you ran away from the room and frantically LEAVE the place altogether. Too bad she was faster than you, with those louie gucci prada stilettos' my girl was SERVING ð©âð³ while hunting you down... ð
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When she finally caught up to you... She was ready to EAT you up... But you ATE when you recited the escuchaðlasðªpalabras ð§ð»ââïžde ð¡las ðbrujas ðlos ð¢secretos ðescondidos ð±en ðla ðŸnoche ð¹los ðantiguosð dioses ð©invocamos ðahora ðºla ð
ðœobra ðdeðla ð€£magia âšoculta ð and cutely disappeared... Without a TRACE âââ Girlie was stunned, but decided to hire you again after her cravings was satisfied ð€ You got yourself another job to do, congrats!!! ððð Sis gave you some MONEYYYY ð»ð»ð» that you decided to come back because you were PAID, unlike your previous boss Bai Yi who didn't pay you AT all... AN: If you haven't read the committing tax fraud with Bai Yi then... (Stink, this scenario can be alt route or the canon route depending on how you think of it as...) So, be posting some random ass fics while trying to come up with second parts of my previous workssss ð¥°ð¥°ð¥° *Gets in the getaway car, as Che drives me back to sue the company for you getting underpaid for the SERVE! you did during your time in Bai Yi's company...* Possible hint for the next installment (?) /hj
#path to nowhere x reader#path to nowhere#platonic ptn#ptn#ptn x reader#Cabernet x reader#platonic cabernet x reader#Multiple jobs era reader ig...
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