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daydenmax-drawings · 1 year
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Feeling obligated to finish fem!sides at least, ahahhaha
Only Logan left!
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ascenari0 · 4 months
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Fem!Virgil makes her grand return. 🖤
Bonus Logan sketch-
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MANBUN LOGAN.
(Ignore the math.)
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pleasedonthurtcjstar · 3 months
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I hope they kiss.
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Fem!Patmile enjoying a picnic together.
Tags: @shut-up-its-sonny @boosting-sasi-artists @ts-creator-boost
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logan-the-artist · 2 years
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female prinxiety female prinxiety female pri
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brandstifter-sys · 9 months
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Violets
For @dukexietyweek Day 1: Tattoo Shop/Florist             (Ao3) (login required)
Word Count: 1261
Characters: fem Virgil (Violetta), fem Remus (Reina)
Rating: T
Warnings: Trans fem Remus, Genderbend, genderfuckery, miscommunication, mild sexual themes
Vi is just an average florist, working a job she doesn't like, but it's worth the frustration because of the tattoo artist across the street. Reina is confident and apologetically trans, why wouldn't Vi have feelings for her? But when Reina comes in to order a bouquet of flowers so she can ask someone out, Vi is heartbroken. If only she knew just who was getting those flowers.
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If there was one thing Violetta hated in her life, it was her job. She was fine with flowers, but she was so done with the people buying them. Someone is sick or dying, someone forgot their anniversary, bridezillas demanding the very best for their "special day," cheaters trying to make up for being scum—she hated working with those people. And she hated the people who tried to flirt with her on the clock. 
It was an average Tuesday and business was slow as usual. Vi was scrolling through her phone, finished with cleaning and stocking. She was happy to have some quiet time and roll up her sleeves. 
So she had to keep her arms covered at work because of her ink. Her boss was a little old man with some old fashioned ideas about professional appearance. He and his husband were absolutely wonderful beside that one detail, so Vi didn't complain. 
She was considering adding more detail to her arms later. She was happy with the black angular vines creeping down her forearms and the fluttering burning rose petals dancing around them. But she wanted to add some webs and thorns. And she knew exactly who she wanted to do it. 
Her mind wandered to the tattoo artist across the street. She was so bold and fearless, proud to let her freak flag fly. She was so energetic and friendly, gorgeous and strong. Vi had no idea how to talk to her without making a fool of herself. 
"Hello!" a familiar, nasally voice pulled her out of her trance. Vi put away her phone and looked up at the customer. She knew that mustachioed grin immediately. 
"He—Hey Reina," Vi stammered and hid her face behind her hair. Reina giggled and flipped her wavy dark curls over her bare shoulders. 
"I didn't know you had ink! It's so cool!" 
"Uh, thanks," Vi said softly and rubbed her neck, "What brings you here?
"I need your help," Reina gasped and shimmied, drawing attention to her muscular tits.
"With what?" 
"I need the perfect bouquet to ask a total babe out, and you would have to know the perfect flowers for her!" Reina beamed. She didn't seem to notice Vi's heart breaking. 
Violetta pulled her sleeves down and cracked her neck. She could do this. 
"So what are you thinking, something big and dramatic?" 
"No, she's pretty subtle, except when she smiles—I would rip off my bike shorts and corset in an instant if she told me to while wearing that grin!" Reina gushed and squished her cheeks.
Violetta bristled but tried to keep her feelings out of her work. Whoever made Reina this giddy had to be special and incredible. 
"So, a subtle way to ask her out—You'd probably want morning glories, white jasmines, pink camellias," Vi said and grabbed a notepad to write down the order. 
"What would you want in that kind of bouquet?" Reina pressed and wiggled her mustache.
"Me? Uh, I kinda ignore flower language, but I would probably want to get purple hyacinths, irises, and violets. Pretty much anything purple." 
"Gimme a small bouquet of all of those!" Reina gasped and bounced on her heels. 
"How soon do you need it?" Vi asked and wrote down her order. 
"How soon can old Vince make it?" Reina asked with the excitement of a puppy. Vi could make it and have it ready by the end of her shift. Vince had a lot to do.
"It can be ready by 3." 
"Sweet! I'll be back by then! Thanks Vi!" Reina giggled and skipped off, making Vi regret waking up that morning.
Of course she was going to regret it a lot more when the next customer came into the shop.
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Reina was thrilled when she clocked out and skipped into the flower shop. The curvaceous chubby violet wasn't at the counter, but that was okay! Old Vince was there and the humble bouquet was just waiting for her. 
"Hey Vinny!" she cheered and skipped up to the counter, "I have an order to pick up!" 
The old man chuckled at her hype and picked up the purple bouquet. 
"Is this for who I think it's for?" Vince hummed knowingly. Reina beamed and nodded. 
"Then it's on the house. She'll be out any minute." 
"Really? You're the best Vinny!" 
"It's free if she accepts it." 
"I hope she does! She's so pretty and hot and I want to worship her butt and cuddle under the stars! God I hope she's into genderfuck trans women!" Reina gushed, unaware that Vi was trying to sneak past with her hood up. 
"See you tomorrow Vi," Vince called to her. Vi turned to him and waved. Reina saw her runny eyeliner and immediately marched up to her, bouquet in hand. 
"Who do I need to fight?" she asked and grabbed Vi's shoulders. Her eyes were so red and puffy. 
Vi pulled away and shook her head. Reina didn't need to know why she was crying. It was mainly because of that bouquet. 
"It's nothing—just another bridezilla. You don't have to worry about me. Go ask your girl out. Cut flowers don't last forever," she said and hurried out the door. 
Reina hurried after her. 
"Vi, wait!" Reina gasped and nearly barreled into her on the sidewalk. 
"What the hell?!" Vi snapped as she regained her balance.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm trying to ask you out. I can't even ask if you leave!" Reina giggled with an adorable blush on her cheeks. 
"Me?" 
"Yeah! I really like you and I know I'm not the most feminine woman so I understand if you aren't interested in—" 
"Are you telling me I made a bouquet for me?" Vi scoffed incredulously.
"I thought I said I wanted Vinny to make it," Reina pouted, "So you wouldn't have to make your own bouquet." 
"And you're sure you want to ask me out? You have to have other options." 
"How many options do you think I have?" Reina giggled, "I’m a genderfuck trans woman who won’t take any shit about being the right kind of trans!” 
“Still.”
“If you want to say no, I won’t be mad at you, I won’t take it too bad,” Reina sighed, “I’m not trying to force anything or hurt you.” 
Vi bit her lip and took a deep breath. She could do this, even if she was hesitant. She wanted this. 
“Ree,” she said and stood on her toes to kiss her cheek, “You wanna come over and get take out? We can marathon Halloween and cuddle.” 
“Should I go home and get comfy clothes?” 
“No, I have some stuff that should fit you. And if you tear the sleeves, I don’t mind,” Vi shrugged, “I kinda like the idea of having a buff girlfriend.” And then she squeaked as Ree scooped her up, holding her by the thighs.
“If you just want me to go shirtless, you can say so!” she giggled as Vi hid her face in her shoulder, “I won’t stop you from freeing the tiddy!” 
“Ree, put me down,” Vi huffed, “People are staring.”
Reina kissed her head and gently set her on her feet. Vi grabbed her hand and led her toward her apartment. 
“And maybe if you want, I can show you the rest of my ink,” Vi suggested. Reina would be thrilled to take her up on that offer, but she was happy just to hold her hand and call Vi her big tiddy goth girlfriend. Even if the flowers did nothing to get them there.
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darksides-dutchess · 2 years
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HERE HAVE ANOTHER ROSE DRAWING!!!
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This is again just for @remi-remy-remus because I love them and they are my beloved.
@vexelore @clemjolichose @the-duke-of-nuts
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devilfruitdyke · 11 months
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we need to destroy the idea that girls should wear makeup. normalize bare faces on prom queens and flower girls and cheerleaders. no products at all instead of '7 product simple makeup routine.' no more 10 step skincare and regular facials and dermablading and gua sha just to be comfortable with yr natural face. i want to see eye bags on the funny librarian and acne on the swim coach and wrinkles on all our adult role models. i want to see a 16 year old girl that has never tried putting on eyeshadow. i want to see a 7 year old girl who doesn't have to go out and buy powder for her dance recital. i want to see trans women and girls everywhere to never have to wear makeup, regardless of how well they 'pass.' no more 'contouring to look masc' either. a post-beauty industry world is possible
reblogs are on but if you bring up the stage makeup point that i have addressed three times yr blocked on sight ☹️
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amystarrstuff · 8 months
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so, this is something i've noticed in fandom spaces and want to see how people ~generally~ feel regarding genderbends & genderswaps, especially if they are transgender themselves!
if there's a reason for why you like/dislike genderbends please share in the tags, this is something that genuinely interests me
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shrimpchipsss · 2 months
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cumplane version of
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eddiemunsonsmum · 1 year
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PSA - Blog w Sexual Content Containing Minors
This is a callout post. Please reblog.
TW Mentions of Child Sexual Abuse, Child Abuse, Minor Sexual Content. But PLEASE read if you can.
The more I think about it, the sicker I feel that there were people in my DMs that think it's okay to write about Eddie Munson molesting a 4 year old. Not just think it's okay but actively, publicly liking that kind of content.
I reported and blocked the post and the blog owner from every blog I own but something still wasn't sitting right with me. The original post is gone but the blog is still there.
I didn't give the url in my previous post because this person is a minor and I didn't want them to be harassed, no matter how vile and disgusting their content is. But upon seeing that there was more disgusting content from this user, in my quest to block every single person that's interacted with them, I've reconsidered.
I still don't condone the harassment of another user. But I strongly encourage everyone that is able to report their (ickybatz) posts and blog. I see that they've said they "don't condone the sexualization of a minor" but in openly imagining the reader in the fic to be SEVEN TO EIGHT YEARS OLD and encouraging the people interacting with the post to imagine her as ANY AGE they are doing just that.
I vomited in my mouth a little at the "twins fr" comment. Just to be clear, incase you haven't been following. THE COMMENTS BELOW ARE DISCUSSING THE READER IN A SMUT FICTION TO BE SIX TO EIGHT YEARS OLD. They aren't making cute lil jokes.
This person is posting their content on the "ickybatz" tumblr.
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There are 178 notes on that post! Some of the people in the notes are FOURTY years old. There are Eddie Munson and Joseph Quinn blogs in the notes of that post, liking this content. I hope they're fucking ashamed of themselves.
I am actually legitimately sad about some of the people I had to block. I also have no interest in fandom discourse. But protecting children from predators is a hill I'm willing to die on. A hill I am most certainly willing to give up this blog for.
Lastly as this person is a minor and I am an adult that does not interact with minors online, I just wanted to say that their post was sent to me by a concerned friend. I did not seek it out or find it organically by scrolling through their content.
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u3pxx · 1 month
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old doodle, dialogue from the game but i added some stuff in the end just for harriet and kim wheezes
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ascenari0 · 1 year
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[Tap for better quality!]
First post on here! Decided to start with my most recent drawing of Fem!Virgil. Gave her a different shirt based on one I bought a few days ago! 💜
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pleasedonthurtcjstar · 5 months
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Then there she was ... like double cherry pie
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Queen Babygirl || A lover? Maybe. Something tender, anyway. But tender like a bruise. || Siren noun : a women who is considered to be alluring or fascinating but also dangerous in some way. || See what happens if you keep going.
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sensitiveheartless · 7 months
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(the rest is under the cut!)
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brandstifter-sys · 2 years
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Dare to Dare
For @moceit-appreciation-week Day 3: Game Night
Word Count: 1971
Characters: fem!Patton, fem!Janus, fem!Remus, fem!Roman, fem!Virgil (mtf)
Rating: T
Warnings: Genderbend, mild innuendo, background dukexiety
Pat hasn't had much experience with friends outside of school, so when she finds herself hanging out with Rosa and Reina at Vi's apartment, she gets pulled into a game of truth or dare. She winds up revealing her crush and it turns out that she might just be the luckiest lady on campus.
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Pat had no problem with hanging out at Vi's apartment with the twins. It was a nice break from the drudgery that is college. They were just sitting around and watching some Disney movies when Ro had a brilliant idea.
"Truth or Dare!" Ro cheered and paused her beloved Cinderella. Pat glanced at the girl perched behind her on the couch, expecting her to say no. Violetta was not a fan of these sleepover games, especially when Reina was wiggling impishly on her back and swinging her legs over the back of the couch, narrowly missing her.
"Sure, if it gets Duchie to knock it off," Vi said and grabbed Reina's ankle before she got hit, "And I get to ask first."
"Really?" Ro gasped and clapped excitedly, "By all means!"
"You good, Pat?" Vi asked, noting her hesitance.
"I, uh, never played before," Pat admitted shyly and rubbed her arm. She wasn't really used to spending time with friends at night.
"I promise I won't dare you to strip and show off your big b—" Reina began, only for Vi to push her off the couch.
"I was gonna say 'butt!'" Reina whined. Vi rolled her eyes and sighed. Pat smiled apologetically at her and rubbed her knee.
"I want to play, but keep it clean, at least for me."
"Sure thing."
"Absolutely!"
"I'll keep it PG 13. I wanna see tattoos and collar bones."
"Thanks. Okay so can you show me how this works? I'm pretty sure I know the basics," Pat asked with a bit more enthusiasm.
"It's pretty simple," Vi shrugged, "Princess, truth or dare?" Pat watched Ro roll her neck and smirk, not one to back away from a challenge.
"Dare."
"I dare you to order us some pizzas and pay for them," Vi said with a dark smirk. She could see Ro's hopes and dreams crumbling.
"Fine. But first, Changeling," Ro said, getting Reina to scramble to her feet, "Truth or dare."
"I'm an open book so, dare, if you have the guts!" Reina grinned.
"I dare you to call your crush and tell them you're pregnant with their child."
"Pfft! If only I had to use my phone!" Reina laughed and flopped on the couch. She grinned at Vi and fluttered her lashes.
"I'm pregnant with your child, Scare Bear!" she giggled. Vi blushed and averted her gaze. She eyed Pat, just to be sure she was okay while Ro stepped into the other room to order.
"It's pretty simple, if you think you got it."
"I get it and I'm ready!" Pat giggled.
"Then, truth or dare, Patty-cake!" Reina grinned.
"Um dare," Pat winced. She did not want to answer some of the Duchess' questions. The wicked grin that crossed her lips had Pat regretting that decision.
"I dare you to plant a steamy smooch on the next person to come to the door!"
"Does it have to be on the lips?"
"Nah! I can't really dare you to do anything really fun, so just a smooch!" Reina laughed and nudged Vi's leg.
"If you want to switch to truth, you can."
"Yeah! You can tell me who keeps showing up in your wet dreams!"
"I'll stick with the dare!" Pat squeaked. Reina pouted and shrugged.
"Suit yourself. It's your turn since you have to wait!"
"Vi," Pat said feeling a little less disturbed, "Truth or dare?" Vi tapped her thumbnail against her lip and glanced around the room. She could trust Pat to give her a dare that wouldn't be humiliating, and to ask innocent questions.
"Don't cower now," Ro jeered as she returned, sitting on the floor with pride.
"Dare."
"Hmm I had to think of both, didn't I? Pat giggled, "I dare you to take off your hoodie for the rest of the night!"
Vi sighed and took off her hoodie, revealing the sleeves of tattoos on her upper arms. It was a mild dare.
"The E did nothing to those arms!" Reina swooned.
"Let's switch it up," Vi said quickly, "Duchie, you know the question."
"Dare!"
"I dare you to keep your mouth shut until the pizza gets here. Unless it's your turn."
"Mean!" Reina whined before locking on to her sister, "Okay, Princess, truth or dare?"
"Dare, naturally, as if you have to ask!" Ro huffed and glared at her twin.
"I dare you to say something genuinely nice about me!" Reina grinned. Ro's face twisted in pain and she took a deep breath.
"You don't smell like a walking trash can from a seafood restaurant."
Reina shrugged, accepting it, giving Ro the opportunity to continue the game.
"Pat, truth or dare?"
"Truth," she replied, curious to see what that option would lead to.
"If you have a crush, who are they?" Ro asked with an eager smile. Pat knew that she was royally screwed, because Rosa loved playing wing woman.
"Um," she said shyly and hugged her knees to her chest, "well, there's this girl in my philosophy class—she's so cool and smart and charming." Pat closed her eyes and pictured the woman in question as if she were standing right there. She could see the birthmark on her left eye, her piercing glare that could cut through steel, and the long dark hair that framed her face.
"Go on," Ro pressed. Pat bit her lip and sighed.
"Why bother? She's so far out of my league and I don't think she likes me at all."
"Because I'm curious and you have to tell the truth, including who she is," Ro pressed and crawled to her, placing her arms on the couch cushion.
"Her name is Janette," Pat squeaked. Vi fell off the back of the couch with a thud.
"Oh no!" Pat yelped and got up to help her friend. Vi got up and motioned for her to sit down again, which she did.
"Did you say 'Janette' as in Janette Dioli?"
"Do you know her?" Pat asked and looked at her friends' faces. Vi was stunned. Ro's jaw dropped. Reina was wiggling and squirming, tugging at her hair because she couldn't speak.
"She's my cousin."
"Oh, uh, is that a bad thing?"
"Depends on what you really think of her," Vi shrugged and glared at the imp slamming her fists on the ground, "Alright you get a free pass, I want my deposit back!"
"She's totally into you!" Reina nearly shouted when she got permission to speak, "Little Miss Goth-itrescu won't shut up about this sweet little lady in her philosophy class and Logan's lecture! My god now I know why she's scared shitless to make a move! You have to ask her to get coffee or to be her chair!"
"What?" Pat gasped, "Really? You think she'd be interested in me? She's so pretty and suave and witty and I'm—"
"A kind, sweet woman with so much love to give and an open mind," Ro cut her off.
"And a great amount of squish and a killer rack!" Reina added.
"You lost your free pass," Vi huffed. Reina pouted and stared up at her with puppy eyes. Vi was immune.
"If you really think that someone with as much snark and twice as much sass as me is someone worth your time and attention—"
"You're my best friend, and you're worth my time and attention. If you're saying she's a lot like you, why wouldn't she be?"
"Do you want to get coffee with her?" Vi asked and pulled her phone from her pocket to check her texts. She smirked and put it away before Pat thought she was texting Janette.
"Yes. I really do. But I can't just ask her, I might get too nervous to speak or I might be way too bold!"
"That's up to you, I won't push you to do anything, except doing your dare."
"Thanks Vi, all of you. I need a little time to think about all of this. Can we get back to the game?"
"Yeah, you're asking," Vi said and leaned on the couch.
"Vi, truth or dare?" Pat asked with a smile, still blushing from the new information. Janette actually liked her of all people?
"Dare."
"I dare you to kiss Duchie and Princess, wherever they choose," Pat said with a giggle. Vi pouted and knelt by Ro. Ro huffed fondly and tapped her cheek. Then she stood up and marched over to Reina. The little imp was grinning and tapping her thigh.
"You're kidding," Vi sighed and got on the floor, kissing just above her knee. Reina grinned as Vi rose and glared at Pat. She was so gonna get it!
"Alright, Pat, truth or dare?"
"Uh, dare," Pat said and curled into herself. Vi had the perfect revenge already planned, but there was a knock on the door. The pizza was there.
"I dare you to answer the door, and don't forget Duchie's dare," she said with a smirk and pulled out her phone, texting someone at light speed. Pat winced and nodded. She brushed off her shirt and pulled her hair behind her shoulders.
She approached the door with Ro on her tail and flung it open. She was stunned to see Janette standing there in a black blouse and slacks, frowning at her phone and holding two pizza boxes.
"I don't care if you're family, I still expect a fair tip, and hanging out with you and the twins is not a fair tip, even if those two want kisses."
"Um," Pat winced at her harsh tone. Janette looked up and gawked. Ro swooped in and snatched the prepaid pizzas with a knowing smirk and left them to figure things out.
"I didn't realize you were going to be here, I apologize for my curt tone," Janette muttered shyly and averted her gaze.
"It's alright, you just got off work and I know Vi is your cousin and she's a little rough around the edges," Pat said and swayed shyly.
"It doesn't excuse the fact that—"
"I don't hear smooching!" Reina shouted and cut her off. Janette flushed as quickly as Pat.
"Um, I know this is sudden, but can I kiss you? It doesn't have to be—"
"It does!!"
"It really doesn't have to be on the lips if you aren't comfortable," Pat said quietly. Janette met her gaze and sighed.
"I don't want to fight Reina, and I would be okay with it if you are. It's just a dare, afterall."
Pat quickly placed a soft kiss to her lips and giggled.
"If you want, maybe it doesn't have to be just a dare," Pat suggested. Janette paused and smiled at her.
"Coffee? Perhaps before philosophy?"
"You got it! Did you want to come inside? I think Vi is expecting you," Pat said and moved to let her in.
"She is. And just to be clear, I don't have to kiss anyone else?"
"So far, nope. We might get back to playing truth or dare. But you don't have to join in if you don't want," Pat said with a little more pep as she closed the door and led Janette to the main room. She was surprised when they were only met with Ro.
"She had to drag the Changeling to her room to keep her quiet," Ro said with a sigh, "I pray she literally has a pet spider to show."
"She has two," Janette mused, "But she doesn't take them out of their tanks. You're both safe."
That's a relief!" Pat giggled, "I'm terrified of spiders!"
"What about snakes?"
"They're so cute! As long as they don't try to bite me they're okay with me!"
"You sound like second date material," Janette teased and sat on the couch. Pat sat next to her and beamed. She could probably prove to be third date material too!
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darksides-dutchess · 2 years
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Gang help, I'm addicted to drawing rose now. I fully blame @remi-remy-remus for this.
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