My best friend Langa is a descendant of the snow spirit. He is not very expressive but I did noticed little snowman appearing when he is happy and ngl I find it kinda cute
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I need Miguel as a boxer rn. Like imagine him being in the ring and you see ur name tattooed on the back of his neck like from SouthPaw, and he looks over at you with that stupid smirk before absolutely K.Oing the shit out of his opponent. And then with the adrenaline still rushing though his veins, he has a whole make out session in the warm up/locker room with you, talking bout some “you like seeing me up there don’t you, seeing me get dirty like that.. I can see the way you stare… mhm.” HIS VOICE IS A LITTLE SHAKY AS HE CHUCKLES AND KISSES AND TOUCHES AND **** WITH HIS *****. IM CLENCHING MY TOES AT THESE THOUGHTS.
absolutely screamingggg at this.
him knowing that you’re watching him would only fuels his punches. like he’d be slamming the guy. fr poor guy getting beaten to a bloody pulp. and after when everyone had begun to disperse you felt a hand wrap around your arm or shirt, tugging you somewhere far more secluded and actually off limits to those who aren’t boxing. but he wouldn’t care, just bringing you closer as you stare at him wide eyed.
his hands would eagerly move to your waist and up under you shirt. “pretty thing like you probably shouldn’t be here.” it would be a normal thing between you two. miguel’s said that it’s no place for someone so fragile as you. even if you try to deny so. “shh…that’s alright…” he’d be saying, pushing you up against a wall as he’d begun to place sloppy kisses all over your neck. “your my pretty fragile thing aren’t you?…yeah…so sweet in letting me wind down by letting me taste your skin…so sweet of you…”
he’d said you probably shouldn’t come back. but you always do, heart beating a mile a minute. miguel knows that you will come back every time, his hand now moving to spread your legs around his waist as he hoists you up. “you know…you get me a little distracted sometimes…sitting on the side line, looking all pretty f’me…it’s f’me right?” you’d shakily nod, as he’d slightly grind into your soaked pussy, now capturing your lips in a heated kiss. “such a pretty thing…” he’d mutter, feverishly kissing you harder, claws inbedded into your thighs as small whines escape you.
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we rly witnessed nancy blushing and kicking her feet when robin confirmed that they were friends 😭
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Idk, I'm not really excited for the Lloyd vision storyline. Like, it actively makes me wanna watch the show less. I could make up a bunch of reasonable excuses as to why. We already have a prophesy receiver on the team. Having him doubt the information when the method of conveyance is so indisputably litteral is kinda dumb. Basing your whole plot on "we get visions that tell us what to do" is a really easy trap for lazy storytelling.
But really... it's just cuz it gives Lloyd even more main character vibes, and he doesn't need that. I hate main characters who are all main character-y about being the main character.
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When I'm reading a fanfiction about a black man and you just know it was written by a white person
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Mmm yes, a normal Tuesday afternoon in October- *Sims 5 is announced as a work in progress* *Rick Riordan announces a new Percy Jackson and the Olympians book* *Markiplier OnlyFans* *Harrison Ford joining the MCU* *Technoblade trending on twitter*
…or not.
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Anxiety is so stupid like Im in BED why do I have The Fears ???
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Nesta is not a saint for telling feyre about nyx’s wings
She was perfectly content to “let her die in ignorance” as you put it
It was after she was hurt and decided to be petty that she brought it up
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