open to : m ! + @indiestarter .
" so . . does your girlfriend know that you came over last night & we fucked or do i have to tell her that ? because she's giving me a few looks – plus , i have no issue with telling her how good it felt to have you inside of me , like old times . "
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with: @hofferscn
sentence: "we got lucky with that one."
A cada passo que ela dava e se surpreendia com alguma maluquice diferente, a festa do chá estava no top 3 coisas que ela ainda não acreditava que realmente era possível. Quando viu ali, imaginou, que assim como no filme ela ficaria gigante ou muito minúscula, então não estava com muita vontade de realmente beber, mas não sabia se o crime para recusar um chá seria perder a cabeça, então não era como se ela realmente tivesse uma opção. Seus olhos subiram e ela notou a mulher de tranças falando com ela. Ainda não sabia direito quem era cada pessoa, então soltou um suspiro. "Merlin, por Deus, ainda não acredito nisso, mas acho que ele não deixaria que algo descontrolado acontecesse tomando esses chás, certo?"
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“ oh don’t mind me . just enjoying the view . ”
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the wind howled through the trees, whipping leaves and branches into a chaotic dance as the first drops of rain began to fall. the storm had been brewing all day, and now it had finally arrived in full force. thunder rumbled in the distance, and the sky darkened as heavy rain began to pour. astrid sighed, checking her phone one last time before deciding it was time to leave her car and head for the safety of her own house. she gathered her things and hurried to the door, eager to escape the brewing tempest. but as she stepped outside, the rain immediately drenched her from head to toe, and she realized with a sinking feeling that she had forgotten her keys inside. she fumbled with her purse, hoping against hope that she had a spare tucked away somewhere, but the cold, empty pocket was all she found.
"great," she muttered under her breath, glancing around helplessly. the storm was only getting worse, and she had no way of getting inside. her gaze drifted across the street again, landing on her neighbor's house. she hesitated, biting her lip. they had never spoken more than a few polite words, and the idea of showing up on his doorstep, soaking wet and desperate, was both mortifying and strangely thrilling. but the alternative was spending the night outside in the storm, and that was not an option. taking a deep breath, astrid squared her shoulders and made her way across the street, the rain pounding against her almost painfully, with each step. she could barely see through the sheets of water, and by the time she reached their door, she was trembling from both the cold and nerves. she paused for a moment, gathering her courage, then raised her hand and knocked.
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based on this.
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Silver Armor <3 Spent so much time adding the little details, and I think it was all worth it! I haven't painted Astrid in super long time and I really enjoyed revisiting the music of the films while making this :)
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somewhere in zadash's premium smut shop:
meanwhile, caleb celebrating fjorester's engagement in nicodranas:
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istG the process of meeting a trans person online and eventually hearing their voice for the first time is such an ethereal experience every single time
i am not exaggerating when i say EVERY . TRANS . VOICE . IS . PRETTY .
like holy shit just listening to their voice for the first time and realizing just how beautiful it is and how i always instantly love it so much . trans voices are inherently beautiful and nothing will ever change my mind.
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“WTNV walked so [insert whatever media] could run” no. WTNV did not walk, it was fucking running marathons while other media was crawling on the ground gasping for air. it’s still running and the world needs to catch up
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