also please ignore my other babies (my dogs) barking like they’re witnessing a murder in the background. they literally saw a strange looking leaf or something and collectively decided to go unhinged together
hate what tiktok has done to coquette. Coquette was supposed to be about being messy and imperfect and embracing your childlike self and reliving your girlhood and they turned it into a classist, racist, and misogynistic shit pile with a pink aesthetic filter and bow on top
“gotta be quiet for me, sugar” he whispered in your ear. you could feel his rough hands going up and down your legs making you shiver and sigh in delight. your eyes were closed, your back against the wall as you held onto his shoulders for support. “that’s it, baby” your soft legs wrapped around his waist, letting him in again.