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francoisege · 1 year
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La stratégie du coucou
La stratégie du coucou
Nous étions si fragiles…     Le populisme de droite avait eu beau jeu de dénoncer l’échec du “président des riches”, tout en profitant comme un coucou du nid de ses politiques autoritaires et xénophobes. La défaite d’Emmanuel Macron et la victoire de Marion Maréchal-Le Pen en 2037 étaient la consécration de cinquante ans d’abandon progressif des principes fondateurs de la République française, de…
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26.03.22
Bon. Comment écrire ça…
J'ai fait un terrible cauchemar cette nuit. Des éléments se sont emmêlés entre eux comme des fils logiques qui ne devraient pas l'être, et même si ce post fait en quelque sorte suite au précédent, je me sens triste, au-delà du pathétique.
En ce moment, j'ai besoin de me retrouver sur Terre. Il faut que je m'ancre dans la réalité, que je lise, que je photographie la nature, que je m'intéresse concrètement au monde réel qui m'entoure au lieu de me noyer dans les pensées qui m'inondent. Les plannings m'aidaient à garder un tout cohérent où je me sentais stable et présente. Je dois choisir cette voie.
Hier, en classe, j'avais le sentiment d'être dans un rêve. Je me voyais enseigner, les élèves étaient là et je récitais le texte du jour. Mes pensées étaient ailleurs, logées dans mon univers.
Lui, mon univers, est complètement éclaté et je réalise que j'y navigue de plus en plus, pour le quitter avec difficulté. Ici, le temps n'existe pas. Il y a le sombre vide et moi recroquevillée dans un canapé flottant avec l'autre Jessica, à moitié assise sur un accoudoir. Je zappe sur les souvenirs et tous les moments que je peux attraper au vol et que je regarde en boucle. Je sens qu'elle me juge. Elle dit que je suis faible et que je suis responsable de ces émotions qui me transpercent le cœur. Elle dit qu'elle est là et que je n'ai qu'à accepter de la laisser sortir toute seule. Elle dit que tout serait plus simple avec elle parce qu'elle ne ressent rien. Elle veut m'enfermer à nouveau parce que je n'ai pas retenu toutes les leçons. Elle dit que j'ai brisé notre armure et que je laisse tout entrer alors qu'on était bien, avant. Je lui réponds que je ne sais pas si nous étions réellement bien avant ou si nous ne faisons que suivre une voie toute tracée, sans saveur véritable. Elle dit que tout est trop intense quand je suis vivante et que ça nous empêche de fonctionner correctement. Je ne sais pas si elle m'aime ou me déteste. Et je crois que je l'admire un peu, au fond, d'être si impassible, calme et intouchable. Peut-être que je la dégoute. Elle est toujours aussi mince et n'a pas pris une seule ride. Ses cheveux sont toujours noirs. J'ai changé. Je suis différente d'elle. Et j'ai l'impression d'être psychiquement si jeune à côté. Parfois je me dis que tout irait mieux si je l'autorisais à revenir à ma place. Juste un temps.
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spoonietimelordy · 9 months
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The witcher books are very easy to read if you manage to get over Geralt's obsession with women's breasts x)
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New Audio: French Duo Cercueil Shares Brooding and Hypnotic "Suchness"
New Audio: French Duo Cercueil Shares Brooding and Hypnotic "Suchness" @citizenrec @heygroover @romainpalmieri @DorianPerron @_CERCUEIL_
Deriving their name from the French word for coffin, cercueil, French experimental electro pop duo Cercueil — Pénélope Michel and Nicolas Devos — formed back in 2005 and features two extraordinarily talented members: one members attended the National School of Fine Arts near Lille, France, and was a member of math rock outfit Milgram; the other studied music theory while also playing in…
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bouxmounir · 2 years
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Europe et géopolitique, grands clivages des deux-tours
Europe et géopolitique, grands clivages des deux-tours
Au risque d’un emploi contre nature, la campagne des élections législatives est une politique étrangère et européenne, à l’occasion de cet entre-deux tournées marqué par le duel entre le camp des Macronistes et les Nupes. Il l’a fait, lors d’un scrutin annoncé comme le “Troisième tour de l’élection présidentielle” par Jean-Luc Mélenchon, chef de file de l’union de la gauche. Aux côtés des…
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blog59-world · 2 years
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More yandere gojo
I just opened to upload the next story and saw this request😭💕....
Go read it.... I hope you will like it....<3
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Sensei's Desire~
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Warning: dark content, smut, heavy smut, noncon, jealousy, unprotected sex, yandere gojo, teasing.....
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I was new in jujutsu high. Just admitted there. I was in the first year. I was in grade 4. Yes I am weak... And I'm expecting it. That's why I joined jujutsu high. I couldn't even use my own cursed energy. the higher ups told me that Gojo Satoru is going to help to learn my cursed technique. But who knew that Gojo Satoru was obsessed with me from the day he saw me. Day and all time he just think about me.
The jujutsu high gave me my own room. It was my first day at the jujutsu high. I just woke up and brushd my teeth. I was going to take a bath when I saw a box on my door way. I took the box inside and opened it. It was my school uniform. I became happy seeing my uniform. I quickly went to the shower and took a shower.
After the shower I wear my new uniform. Everything was fine but the skirt was a little....yk short. But I ignored it and went outside. I met Nobara at jujutsu. I went towards her with a smile on my face. She hugged me. " Heyyy.... Me , Megumi and Yuji are going to pick some snacks....Do you wanna go with us?" She asked me. " Yeah sure.... I'm going to wash room. I'll meet you in class then?" I replied. " Ohkey " she said and went to classroom.
I was going towards the washroom when I bumped into someone. None other than Gojo Satoru. He was carrying some papers which were on the floor because of our bumping. "Oh sensei.... I'm sorry I didn't saw you coming" I apologized. "It's ok.... Preety girls always do some mistakes you know..." He flirted with me and I blushed at his flirt.
He smirked at me. " You not gonna help me...?" He spoke. "Huh?" I asked being confused. " To grab the papers on the floor" he replied. " Oh yeah.... sure" I replied and bend down to grab those papers infront of him. He just stand there and started at my ass. I collected all the papers and give it to him. He quickly snatched away the papers from me and hold it infront of him to cover his boner he got from the thing just happened. After giving him the papers I went to washroom and then went out with Nobara, Megumi and Yuji.
A week passed. Every thing was going well. Atleast I guess so. Gojo didn't stop staking me without my knowing. After a week one day me and Nobara were talking with each other. When Yuta come. " Hey... Tonight all of us are going to a party.... will you come too" he asked. " Yes SUREEEE" Nobara replied. Then Yuta looked at me. " Oh...um no... actually I don't drink alcohol." I replied. Suddenly heard another male voice " Me too..." It was Gojo sensei. " But I'm still going there...yk it's fun.... Come on... say yes... You don't have to drink alcohol." He said. " Ah...um okey then Yuta senpai... I'm coming too" I replied to yuta. He smiled back. And Gojo smirked.
After I come back to my room I went to my closet to pick up a dress for the night. I took a black tight bodycon dress. Perfect for the night. I took a quick shower and wore the dress and put on my makeup. Now I was totally ready. Then I went out of my room and took a cab and went to the party.
When I entered there first I saw Maki and Nobara. They hugged me and took me inside. Then I saw Yuta. " Oh y/n you came... I'm glad" he said with a genuine smile on his face and walk towards me for a hug. I hugged him back. " Yes yuta senpai" I replied him. Then I turned to a couch where everyone was sitting. From the time I entered there Gojo's eyes were fixed on me. I sit on the couch. " You're looking hot... tonight" Megumi said with a smirk. " Oh... thank you" I replied with a small blush.
I started talking with the girls. Megumi's eyes were scanning my whole body. Then his eyes fixed on my clivage. He was mentally fucking me. Imagining me under him and I'm SCREAMING his name while he is fucking me hard. He was imagining those in his mind. And Gojo noticed that. Ofcourse his six eyes telling him. He tried his best to control himself from killing Megumi.
The party went well. We enjoyed very much. Now it was too night. I was searching for Nobara to go back home. I saw Megumi so I went to him and asked him if he seen Nobara. " Nobara is too drunk.... she can't even stand by herself.... she's staying here tonight.." he said. " Oh... I see" I replied. " You can stay here too...yk" he said with a smirk. I was about to reply him when I heard another male voice " no... I'm going home too... I'm gonna give her a ride to her droom." I turned to see who it was. I saw Gojo sensei.
" oh... sensei.... You're leaving too... that will be fine then.... Megumi then you please tell everyone that I'm leaving... okey?... Bye" I said " okey then.... bye" Megumi replied and me and Gojo went to the parking lot towards Gojo's car. He opened the back door for me and I went in. Then he went to the driver seat and locked the door. " Thank you sensei.... For giving me the ride..." I said. " Oh you don't have to thank me.... I should thank you for accepting my offer...." He said. " Thanking me?... But why?" I asked. " Oh you'll know soon" he replied and start the car.
Sensei was driving the car. Suddenly the car stopped. When I saw outside it was a empty dark road. Gojo opened his door and get out of the car and opened the back door. " Is anything wrong sensei?" I asked. He got into the back sit and closed the door. " You asking something?" He asked with a smirk. The way he spoke that line made me understand his intention and I went to open the door of my side. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. " Trying to run ~?" He cooed in my ear.
He pulled me on his lap and started kissing me roughly. I barely can breathe. He grinned me on his crotch. I whispered in the kiss. I tried to stop him but he didn't stop. When he was fully satisfied with the kiss...he stopped. I was breathing heavily, gasping for air. Suddenly I felt he pulled down the upper portion of my dress. When I looked for what he was doing..... He already took off my bra and threw it on the car floor.
He looked at those with lust in his eyes and didn't waste any time, crashed his mouth on my breast licking, sucking and teasing the nipple and squeezing the other one with his hand. I moaned in the sensetion. I grabbed his hair and tried to stop him by pulling it. He finally stopped and looked at me. He slapped me so hard on my face. Tear came in my eyes. " How dare you to pull your sensei's hair, fucking slut!!!!!" He screamed on my face.
He pulled up the bottom portion of my dress and then took off my pantie. He stared at my pussy with hungry eyes. He rubbed his finger on my clit and gasped " so wet." Then he licked my pussy. He undo his pant still staring at my pussy.
His dick sprang out. It was too big and too thick. Fear grabbed me by my neck. " S-sensei no no no... P-please no... s-stop" I begged but didn't even listen to me. He threw me on the sit while stroking himself with his one hand. Then he pressed the tip of his dick on my clit and started rubbing it.
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Then he finally stopped. He positioned himself with my entrance. I tried to push him away but that was nothing for THE STRONGEST.
He slammed his whole dick inside me in one slide. I scremed. He didn't even give me time to adjust his size and started thursting in and out roughly. My legs were shaking with pain and begging him to stop. And he was licking it so much. His thurst became harder and harder. I clenched around him tightly and he moaned loudly "ahhhh....so... t-t-tight ". " Why are you doing this to me" I asked sobbing. " WHY SHOULDN'T I???? every time..... Every fucking time you pass by me I get a boner.... Couldn't myself.... Fucking obsessed with you!!!!!.... Now it's finally happening" he whispered in my ear.
He started rubbing my clit with his thumb and I bite his shoulder scratched his back to control myself. With a few more thurst I came. He was still thursting roughly. I felt his cock pulsing inside me. I was still begging him to stop but he ignored. Within a minute he came inside me I could feel his seed inside me. He pulled out. I fainted there for the thing just happened .
" You just a slut. Nothing but a slut. My slut. Only mine. I wouldn't let anyone take you.... Mine..... Just mineeeee" He whispered in my ear while stroking my hair with his hand .
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femsolid · 2 years
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Male twitch streamers look like they just rolled out of bed, pale, ugly beard, burping in their mic and female streamers are caked in makeup, hair done, nails done, camera tilted toward their clivage and/or pretending to be some hentai girl, putting on a high pitch voice, pink headset, pink chair, pink background.
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QUELQUES TRUCS BIEN. JANVIER 2024
Ces “Quelques trucs bien” s’inspirent directement des “3 trucs bien” de Fabienne Yvert, publié au Tripode. 
Pas 3 par jour pour ma part, mais une volonté régulière de gratitude et d’optimisme. 
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Espérer pour mon amie P. qu’elle puisse acheter cet appartement où elle serait bien avec vue dégagée sur le parc et les commodités pour assurer son activité professionnelle 
Reprendre le boulot avec entrain puisque la convalescence a assez duré 
Profiter d’être alitée pour rattraper le temps de lecture
Sortir de convalescence en prenant plaisir aux tâches domestiques : vider la poubelle (de mouchoirs) 
Apprécier le silence du monde dont je me trouve en retrait par nécessité et maladie. Prendre mon mal en patience 
Entrer au cinéma et sortir en empathie pour le règne animal 
Être invitée pour manger la galette. Savourer et se nourrir d’amitié 
Discuter avec maman de sa grand-mère et des traces que laissent les disparus 
Aller au cinéma pour voir la dernière palme d’or 
Éviter les conflits malgré le clivage. Garder en tête l’intérêt des enfants. Garder le silence et le sourire 
Accueillir une nouvelle collègue de travail en passant outre les mesquineries actuelles de l’équipe. Espérer le meilleur à venir 
Me confier à mon collègue psychologue sur le sentiment de déception quant à l’échec des projets thérapeutiques de groupe.  Accepter l’impossibilité du travail dynamique et collaboratif en situation d’activité collective. Comprendre qu’il faut m’en tenir à faire des séances individuelles et des écrits 
Manger du chocolat noir offert avec le cœur et le sourire. En reprendre encore un peu 
Savourer la caresse de la petite main de mon petit M. pendant qu’il boit son biberon dans mes bras 
Appeler une amie dans la détresse et l’inquiétude par rapport à la santé de son frère. Ressentir de la compassion 
Projeter de voir les meilleurs films de l’année dernière au cinéma 
Vider mon sac en réunion de soignants et passer outre les mesquineries 
Recevoir une amie à l’improviste pour un apéro 
M’attendrir pour la première dent de mon petit M. qui grandit déjà 
Entrer dans la nouvelle année en bonne compagnie. Être au spectacle des feux d’artifices et des faux airs de fête 
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nereidestuff · 5 months
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☽ la isla blanca;; version cinq.
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hello, hello 💕 cinq mois désormais que notre doux cocon, LA ISLA BLANCA, à ouvert ses portes. mes petits coeurs de co-admins, nox, @jeudisgris, @erinye-stuff & moi-même venons vous présenter sa sixième version. dites adieu au duel entre ombre et lumière, et laissez-vous envelopper dans la douceur des fêtes de fin d'année. au programme; décorations scintillantes, odeur de cannelle, chocolat chaud aux épices, et cadeaux sous le sapin.
l'intrigue du mois; doux manteau d'hiver enveloppe ibiza. jours s'écourtent, et lampions festifs éclairent désormais l'île blanche, féérie s'éveille au cœur des rues étroites. lumières scintillantes s'accrochent aux branches dénudées des arbres, illuminent les chemins de leur lueur magique. étoiles, complices de cette symphonie céleste, dansent dans le ciel nocturne, éclairant les visages émerveillés des enfants. façades des maisons se parent de guirlandes chatoyantes, tissant une toile or et rubis alors que les vitrines des boutiques s'animent de jouets colorés, de poupées qui sourient et de trains miniatures qui s'échappent d'un monde imaginaire. air empli de senteurs sucrées épicées, se laisse porter par les effluves de pain d'épices, de cannelle et de chocolat chaud. papilles se délectent des douceurs de saison, tandis que les mains se réchauffent autour d'une tasse fumante, créant une symphonie chaude et gourmande. rires se mêlent aux chants de noël, s'élevant dans les ruelles pavées, voix se font douces et puissante, laissant de côté le clivage qui de plus en plus, ne cesse de se creuser. comme si, le bien et le mal s'adonnaient à une guerre éternelle. cependant, trêve de noël vient amener douceur et légèreté, panser les coeurs blessés et renouer familles déchirées. mais attention, savourez cette période, parce que si un certain hadès estafador semble, lui aussi passer du bon temps en famille, cela risque de ne pas durer.
– la isla blanca se veut un forum où règnera la bienveillance, et où l'on privilégie l'intégration de chacun. un doux cocon où les personnages de tout les horizons, nous l’espérons, pourront trouver une maison. du plus sombre, au plus doux, l'île ne cesse d'accueillir de nouveaux habitants aux nuances illimitées. ✨
aucun minimum de ligne exigé sur le forum – un rp par mois. n’hésitez pas à nous rejoindre. 🌸🐚
lien du forum :: https://laislablanca.forumactif.com/ lien du forum :: https://laislablanca.forumactif.com/
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wintersmutkingdom · 2 months
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Benimaru Shinmon x femreader
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Tags : Notice me senpai. Hand job, bj, cowgrill (lol), orgasm, squirt.
Sitting on the edge of the entry wood with a relaxed stance. Gazing away, his head resting on his hand, pouting and manspreading. Nothing new from his attitude. You are somewhat disappointed by not being greeted properly and it makes you eager for his attention even more.
You poor baby, you just wanted him to notice your visit. You pampered yourself beforehand, feeling yourself with that plunging neckline.
And he just didn't made a sound nor a move, you could hear the beat of your heart and at some stance, the wind blowing from outside to inside. You gather your pride and confident.
To gain his attention, you decide to adopt a swaying walk toward him, one step at the time. Still without his active acknowledgment, you hoop on one of his lap. Giving him the opportunity to glance at your clivage, how can he turn your flirt move down when he is one lucky bastard to be in your company right about now.
You are feeling so petite and delicate in his presence. Replacing your hair beside your ear, leaning toward him, for him to take a whiff of your perfume. Of course he didn't, he seemed almost uneasy about the situation. Finally, after a few seconds that seemed like an eternity -and it made you doubt yourself for some reasons- he says with his raspy and reassuring voice : ''What are you trying to do Y/N ?''. '
''Well, I just want you to notice me senpai Benimaru'', with your hand reaching to your heart. At last, his gaze slowly went to your beauty bust. Never his eyes made and attempt to hold your gaze, he straightens his neck, letting go of his head. His hands now fully resting on the wood beneath y'all. You grab his collar yearning for a kiss.
He belatedly give you eye contact. Blushing, you are totally unarmed with nothing else under your sleeve on the spot. It didn't go unnoticed. Reading right trough you, he gave you a nonchalant half smile that soothe you at the time. ''You're quite a full Y/N, but if you wanted me to notice you, you gotta work for it more.''
Benimaru now looking right away, a fire started to burn down your stomach to your cheeks. You ache his hole body, his all. You know how the man can make you feel so good when he's up to it. Somehow his words are just making you more desirous to be under his spell. You want him to make you feel rewarded.
A star passed, you put down his kimono. He let his back hit the wooded ground, and looked at the ceiling. You position yourself comfortably on his hips to press his cock with your pu$$y. You bent as you take your time to press your boobs to his chest, taking your time to softly touch -with back of your nail- his hand up to his shoulder. You trail his neck to his bellybutton with your soft lips. You want him to desire more of you. Putting your fingertips on his chest to his hips, his V. You could feel the tension in the air.
You could sense his dick tweaking under his pants as you feel the moist of your coochie prepping itself for him. You continue your slow hands dance all over his body. Your touch almost felt like ticklish. Your lips now kissing languorously his neck, his pecs and barely his nipples.
He felt the trace of your tracks on him, exciting Benimaru even more. You pass a hand under his pants. Freeing his needy cock. You start slowly stocking him and hear his unapologetic moans. It makes you crave and have an appetite for his dick, you began sucking it with your mellow mouth.
Without waiting further ado, you didn't hesitate to ride him full on cowgirl. Your head leaning back and fingers rubbing your clit with each thrust on his cock. You begin to set a pace as you loose track of where you are. Each time you push yourself more on his dick, you could feel all his greatness size stretching your walls, your needy cunni. You could feel every fck millimeters going deeper into you, his cock growing like a sponge soaked by your forbidden juice. A soft moan escaped your mouth and Benimaru now watching you giving him a private show of your blissful face. He handles you by your hips to caress them. He put one of his hand slowly but surely on your clitoris to take charge. He put pression on it, he push on it just like you needed. Your anticipation grew as your nipples became harder and perkier. He exhorted an orgasm out of you.
You slowdown your pace as Benimaru had his pubis gliding under you with your squirt. He decided to go hands on, gripping your lovehandles pushing you up and down, from your body to his, truly. Your overstimulated gum beginning to clench on his cock.
He supported you by placing an arm on your lower back. His other one stimulating your sensible boobs. He made you grin on him without any effort -because of the previous intense orgasms that exhausted you- and giving short and fast up and down on his dick.
His tensed jaw and tight teeth caging his moans. ''I'm close Benimaru''. A sight from his mouth as he bust his nuts into you, his cock pulsating all his cum deep inside you. Finding back his breath to say : ''Fuck Y/N... now get up and leave before Konro comes back''
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That disrespectful bastard.
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francoisege · 1 year
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22 Mars 2024
Nous étions si fragiles…     Au début de cette période de régression, la privation de liberté ne semblait pas toucher tout le monde et préservait les apparences d’une société démocratique, mais en réalité déjà très autoritaire et très inégalitaire. Des vagues de mécontentement populaire déferlaient continûment sur le pays depuis les premières atteintes au Code du Travail de la loi El Khomri en…
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hostilemuppet · 2 months
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Out of everyone in the tdau, who’s most likely to make an apology like the toxic gossip train. My bets on JD, not grooming but for abusing his brothers, he’s not going to take accountability
Or crimp
before clivagate happened someone said something about clay apologising via ukulele and i thought that was really funny and wanted to reference it somehow. we... obviously did not go that route. so now i dont know. maybe velvet but i think shes more like trisha paytas
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cant-get-no-worse · 7 months
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Culers talk alot about how Pedri makes them relive the magic instants of the 2010s Barcelona (and with good reasons to! he's amazing!) but I truly think we don't talk enough about Gavi in that regard.
Gavi makes me think about the fierceness of 2010s Barcelona, his 'unapologetic' love of the club and his teammates, his hunger on the pitch for the ball. He for real seems like he's straight from 2011. I think our own supporters underestimate him because of how much clivage he creates, but they're wrong. They're the ones that want this team to belong to the culers again, they're the ones always looking for 'that 2010 feeling' or 'that 2015 team' and Gavi, alongside Pedri, is the exact player they're searching for if only they could bypass their bias.
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New Audio: French Electronic Duo Nomenklatür Teams Up with Odge on a Dark and Seductive Banger
New Audio: French Electronic Duo Nomenklatür Teams Up with Odge on a Dark and Seductive Banger @NOMENKLATUR @citizenrec @heygroover @romainpalmieri @DorianPerron
French electronic duo Nomenklatür — Olivier”Labinsect” Rossi and Olivier “Mitch” Brucker — have similar backgrounds as raver kids and DJs in the mid 90s: Brucker has long been influenced by EBM and industrial techno while Rossi is a product of the techno scene. The duo initially met at wolrld renowned Berlin-based nightclub Berghain; but they didn’t start collaborating together until 2005. With…
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chlodoll · 18 days
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Yah sometimes she spends half of the event checking her clivage or sometimes touching the wig like at the Schiaparelli show
I saw a video saying it's distracting and should be handled before she steps on the red Carpet
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for me my biggest stand out is fashion week last year with this beautiful look!
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stunning. so fucking hot. a moment!! but every. single. video. nothing but hand over her chest and adjusting 😔
so then you get comments like this on the videos
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if she was secure in that dress there would be none of those fixing and covering. once you noticed her trying to subtly fix the dress it’s hard not to pick up on how much she’s checking
and she’s not new to this so it’s shocking to see something that should be basic fitting steps be overlooked. clearly she doesn’t want the girls to pop out sooo i would think it’d be a priority for the team but hasn’t been
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