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lazylittledragon · 8 months
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mentally i’m still here 🖤🖤
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the-gayest-sky-kid · 1 month
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hes so
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rainbownixie · 2 years
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I'VE GOT SOMETHING IMPORTANT TO SAY!!!!!!!! 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️
i really really really love mike wheeler <3
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kastenofguck · 2 months
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legs
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bonefall · 1 year
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I’d be REALLY wary of that idea. I know it’s not your intention but no matter how you slice it that creates a scenario where some cats are genetically superior and more civilised than others based on where they’re from, which I feel is bad even if they happen to be nice to kittypets. Really love your work but maybe consider how you’d handle that one !!
Yeah, that's exactly the reason why I tacked the big old "THIS IS NOT IN THE REWRITE" warning onto the front of it lmao.
It also creates a situation where the Clans have an actual, unfortunate REAL justification for cat eugenics, which would mix very, very badly even in situations where there is no Clan/Housecat conflict. Unless it was completely dominant and always passed on but... you see how it's already an uncomfortable idea I'd have to tack on a bunch of bandaids to.
Sometimes a thought remains just a thought exactly because you end up thinking through its implications, y'know?
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matoitech · 11 months
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this is still the best blue art ive ever done actually
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Helloooo! For the bodyguard AU because it’s a very interesting AU!
A few minutes before the show ends Gil goes away to get the car ready. In the meantime the show ends and Thena slips down the last 4 steps from the stairs because it’s gotten wet and nobody noticed it. But she absolutely refuses to get carried from anyone but Gil. And when he comes back and sees the situation he worriedly hurries to her.
It had been raining all day.
Thena always felt bad when the weather for a concert was terrible. She couldn't just cancel a show because of a little drizzle, but she hated imagining people standing around in the cold and the rain to see her, either. She rarely did shows outside for this very reason.
But today was just a few songs, slotted among plenty of other artists. And the rain did shift a few times, sometimes increasing to torrential levels and sometimes dying down to a fine mist in the air.
Either way it was miserable, and Gil couldn't wait to get somewhere warm and dry--get Thena somewhere warm and dry. He nodded to the driver to wait for them as he headed back into the stage structure built for the venue.
"Athena, please, just let us help!"
Gil rushed over, already prepared for the worst. He shoved a few people out of the way, finding Thena seated on the steps off the stage stubbornly, crossing her arms and turning her nose up at those around her. "Thena?"
"Oh thank goodness," a production assistant sighed as Gil pushed his way to the front of the little crowd. "She refuses to let anyone come near her."
"Is that a problem?!" Thena snarled at them. "He's my personal security!"
Gil sighed, kneeling down in front of her. If she was being this cranky and snappy with people, something really did happen. He looked at her and her outstretched leg. He ran a finger over her shin, "you fall?"
Thena's leg flinched as he reached her swollen ankle. "The steps were wet, but I couldn't see it on the black."
Gil nodded, unstrapping her heel and slipping it off as delicately as he would try to unfurl a rose. He held her eyes, "does it hurt?"
"A little," she answered him honestly--more honestly than she had been with anyone else present. She whimpered as he tested her knee.
"Okay," Gil frowned, laying her leg down again. "Might be a sprain."
A stage security guard hovered around them, "I offered to get her to the first aid tent, but-"
"It's okay," Gil offered casually, knowing that Thena had probably hissed and scratched at him like a feral cat at any attempts to come near her. "I've got her."
For all the screaming and acid and vitriol she'd had with the stage hands after her fall, she was calm and almost eager when Gil moved closer. She reached out her arms, looping them around his neck in a very familiar move as he scooped her up into his embrace.
"Y'okay?" he whispered to her as he adjusted his hold.
Thena nodded, burying her face in his neck as he made his way to their ride. She was tired, she was rained-on, she was cranky (embarrassed), and in no mood to be around anyone anymore. "Can we just go home?"
"Fine, but I'm calling Kingo," Gil chuckled as she groaned into the collar of his shirt. "You're getting that leg looked at, Thena."
"It's fine," she whined, only loud enough for him to hear.
"Oh, so I don't need to carry you, then?" he asked with a grin. She kept quiet, tightening her arms around his neck. He tightened his hold on her, assuring her he wasn't about to make her walk any time soon. "That's what I thought."
"It's not my ankle, it's my knee," she finally admitted.
"Smashed it right off the step?" Gil guessed, and received a deep sigh in response.
Thena let him set her in the vehicle, waiting for him to come around and sit beside her as he usually did. It took a him a few minutes, but when he did return, it was with towels.
"Poor thing," he grinned at her as their ride finally started making its way back to her end of town. He scooched over on the leather seats to her, throwing a towel first around her shoulders and then over her hair.
"Thanks," Thena mumbled as he moved the towel around, drying her hair for her both gently and clumsily. "You have to carry me around a lot, don't you..."
"Hm?" Gil tilted his head, peeking at her under the fluffy white hood the towel created for her.
Thena looked down at her hands supporting her on the seat, her thumbs twiddling together anxiously. "It's not exactly in your job description."
Well, no, it wasn't. In fact, his job was to protect her and her space--maintain it, even. It was not actually typical for a bodyguard to have to be so physical with their client, even with the amendments to his new contract about what constituted 'protecting' the client.
Thena pulled the towel back, visibly blushing against the grey backdrop out the windows. "I'm sorry you've gotten so used to it."
Gil blinked. He hadn't expected that. Not that it was out of character for Thena to be worrying about things, but he hadn't thought anything of it. Yes, he had started forgoing the trouble of trying to manoeuvre her at times. And yes, maybe they were both a little too used to - a little too comfortable with - him carrying her bridal style. And yes, maybe it could be considered wildly unprofessional in more than a few ways. And yes, maybe since the whole Eros lawsuit they'd gotten even more comfortable with each other (somehow).
"I don't mind."
Thena looked at up him with a miserable purse to her lips. "You shouldn't have to, though."
Gil shrugged, moving to start braiding her hair over her shoulder. Since they were going to give up on being professional with each other, why not?--at least just in this moment. "Makes my life easier."
"Gil, I'm serious."
"So am I," he smiled, laughing faintly as he said it. She still didn't look convinced. "Look, I've never found myself carrying around my other clients like princesses, I admit it."
Thena stayed quiet, although he couldn't help but think that she looked a little pleased to hear that.
"But my job is to keep you safe, and keeping you close makes it easier to keep you safe," he continued gently, twisting her hair off at the end. "I like it--I like that you've come to trust me so much, Thena."
She tilted her head, admiring the braiding he'd done. "I suppose I hadn't thought of it like that."
"And even if I weren't used to carrying you, you're not going anywhere on that knee anyway."
"Gil!"
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rpfisfine · 1 year
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guys I don’t think I can do it .. what would you say if I wrote down my thoughts tomorrow after I sleep ... Would yoy be mad
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elceeu2morrow · 2 years
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just my silly thoughts on why i love the latest igtv.
#i wasn't sure what i thought of the latest igtv but after after watching it again i really enjoy it#it's like a love letter to latam fans but also his fans in general#even though we didn't get much stage footage until the last few seconds it was filled with content that joshua films of fans before the sho#this is what louis sees through josh's lens and as josh said this tour has been unreal never documented anything like it#and while josh puts the videos together we know that louis is involved and gives final approval so this is what LOUIS WANTS TO SHARE WITH U#i love getting to listen to him speak about how he feels : how he felt prior to going on tour not knowing if it would even happen#then to the reception he has had all over the world and in particular latam#this igtv was his moment of reflection his moment to take it all in as he has done during this leg of the tour when he watches the crowd#at the end of beautiful war and shakes his head in amazement#so yes it was only a 3 minute igtv that didn't share as much bts or stage footage but to me it showed so much more#again he's telling us the insecurities and uncertainties that he had at the start of his solo career (like he did in the afhf2021 doc)#he's telling us how he thinks about the tour and how they continue to work on the show the staging and how he feels that he himself#as an singer and performer has evolved over the last four month#and most of all he tells us how he feels about stepping into a each city and the reception he gets not just on stage but off stage#he feels the love and support we give to him as a SOLO artist#so yeah i wish we got yacht footage but i am grateful that louis took the time to do a reflective video and ultimately#it was the perfect leg of the tour to do it#so thank you louis for sharing a piece of you with us#if you made it to the end thank you for reading my ramblings#lt igtv#6.10.22#mine#ltwt2022 latam
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team-moonlark · 1 year
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Akshansoajsnsosnsjanajsajsnsjsnsannh?????? GRAPHIC NOVEL COVER REVEAL TODAY
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neuromantis · 2 months
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sometimes i think of pathologic and i think of my childhood fascination with egyptian mythos and actually yeah, the sky is just a big cow with stars on her belly <3
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infizero · 4 months
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also having now actually seen the whole thing adventure time has skyrocketed into one of my favorite shows ever. like for real i liked it as a kid and have always had a fondness for it ever since but rewatching it now has made me realize Just how fucking good it is and how unlike anything else it is. its so good and appeals to ME specifically in so many ways please for the love of god if you haven't watched adventure time WATCH IT. WATCH IT RIGHT NOW
#ALSO. i think i may have mentioned this before but i really do think AT has one of the best senses of worldbuilding and continuity#i've seen in a cartoon. other than like steven universe maybe (gee i wonder how that happened)#but seriously like the fact that its able to be so goofy and weird a lot of the time while still constantly keeping in mind all these thing#and having them inform the story and world in realistic ways is so good it has really blown my mind#nothing is ever retconned nothing is ever forgotten about. even the seemingly most meaningless things will still be remembered#and referenced by the characters because thats how people are!! they dont just have stuff happen to and around them and then never#bring it up again!! but they also dont constantly go ''remember when we did xyz?'' stuff just comes up naturally if it makes sense#for it to do so. and i think thats so fucking incredible and admirable#AT's flavor of weirdness and comedy and raw emotion is something so wonderful and perfectly aligned with how i like my stories#and it really does have a vibe that is unlike anything else. i am going to cry thinking about it#like the closest thing i can think of. and lord forgive me but im being genuine in terms of vibes closest thing i can think of that#i've experienced at least is dsmp. in the way that there are things that are so fucking dumb and strange and things that are so gut#wrenchingly emotional and beautiful and simple and often those things are intertwined. its stupid and weird and funny and sad#its silly its dark its fun its tragic#something about both of them just feels like a representation of the human spirit in its purest form to me. they impact me the most#because they represent all sides and experiences of existing#idk. but ive always felt like this even before i got into AT again. i said a while ago if dsmp was made into a show it would HAVE to#be an adventure time style cartoon. and every time i see fanart drawn in the AT style or whatever it makes me so happy even now#ANYWAYS. sorry to derail but i really have missed the vibes of the dsmp and in a weird way AT felt a lot similar and i really love that#FUCKKKK not me getting emotional over the indominable human spirit. im gonna go saw my legs off BYE I LOVE ADVENTURE TIME#serena.txt
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kenntolog · 9 days
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Loser gf and cool bf sukunas almost first time with reader and she’s scared of how big he is so he just shows her how it’ll feel by dry humping her into the mattress
𝝑𝝔 an: this is literally my first time posting smut i feel so nervous heh, hope u like this dear anon!! reblog if you like, and don’t forget to read more about cool bf sukuna x loser gf reader here <33 nsfw!!
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cool boyfriend sukuna is so understanding with his loser girlfriend when it’s time to be intimate.
and a bit cocky, because he knows he’s big and your reaction only fuels his ego more; he leads your hand down onto his crotch while his lips move over yours and your mouth opens in a small gasp, causing him to smirk and pull away to watch your face.
“i’ll make you feel so good, baby,” he whispers, leaning down to kiss you ear, but your body tensing under his hands makes him stop as he looks at you carefully. “m?”
when he spots your embarrassed expression, sukuna stares at you questioningly. you don’t meet his gaze though, looking around the room aimlessly as you bite on your lower lip. fingers fiddling with the collar of his shirt and looking all around nervous under him — the realisation dawns upon him quickly as he readjusts himself over you.
“you don’t wanna do it, do you?” he asks sincerely. at that you nearly jump up, face turning red as you shake your head no.
“i-i do! i wanna do it, but i’m kinda scared, ‘kuna,” you pout, sitting up a little. “m’sorry.”
sukuna almost coos at how incredibly cute you look while apologising, hand coming up to ruffle the hair on top your head with a small chuckle.
“don’t apologise, baby, we’ll just take it slow.” he kisses your chin, biting on it right after to make you whine as his hand once again moves lower to touch you through your pants. “i still wanna make you feel good tho.”
“yeah?”
he moves back, looking down at you with a playful smirk, and removes his clothes quickly, leaving only his boxers on. you don’t get time to admire his physique since he’s urging you to do the same with his nimble hands already helping you out of your pants.
sukuna’s movements stop when you’re left in your underwear, eyes silently asking if you want your bra removed too, and when you shake your head no he just nods, leaning closer to you.
he tries his best not to focus on the wet patch between your legs because the heat from your skin radiating on his is enough to make him crazy.
“what’re you doing, ‘kuna?” you ask, eyes a little bit hazy as you watch him settle in between your legs, his crotch hovering over yours. he rubs your clit through the thin layer of damp fabric, his smirk growing more satisfied as you gasp and grip his hand, small moans coming out of you.
sukuna leans down to kiss you, humming in delight when you eagerly respond to him, arms slithering around his neck to pull him closer. every time he puts a bit of pressure on your clit with his thumb your whines become longer and more broken, body aching and twirling under his hands, and sukuna mentally notes to think of more ways to make you sound like that.
and then he finally presses himself onto you, one hand circling around you hips to move you too, as your mouth opens in surprise, the prettiest moan coming out of it. the touch of his hard cock is a lot more firmer than his fingers, the sweet pressure making your breathing faster.
rolling his hips expertly, sukuna groans at the feeling of your juices staining his boxers along with his precum, the friction becoming even more delicious as he starts going a little faster. your moans match his pace, small fingers tugging at his hair as you utter his name like a prayer, looking up at him with the most beautiful expression in the world.
“how does it feel?” he sucks in your bottom lip, biting it softly, and a pleased laugh escapes him when your hips start rolling too, meeting his halfway without his help. “don’t… hah… stop—”
“‘kuna, please!”
“please what?”
you whine into his neck instead, too flustered to say the words and as much as sukuna wants to make you beg for it he knows that it’s your first time ever trying something like this so he lets it rest. another time, he thinks as his lips stretch into a sweet smile when he notices your body growing restless, craving more friction.
“are you close?”
you nod frantically, leaning your forehead against the side of his face, too embarrassed of your expressions, but sukuna doesn’t let you hide, hand under your jaw and fingers digging into your cheeks softly to hold your head still as he moves his hips faster.
“come.”
“sukunaa~”
“c’mon, baby, do it for me—”
you come with a loud cry, brows pinched together and mouth hanging open slightly as you pant heavily, hips still grinding uncontrollably to ride out the pleasure. barely registering sukuna’s face as he stares at you, in awe of the look on your face.
sukuna’s grip on your face softens as he places a sweet kiss on your puffy lips, falling to his side and pulling you into himself despite the mess between your bodies. that’s a matter for a bit later.
“you look so pretty when you come. wanna see you do it on my cock.”
you stare at him in distress before burrowing your face in his bicep, breathing him in unconsciously and refusing to comment on his dirty words. but sukuna isn’t pleased with that, hand once again cupping your jaw to make you look at him and stare down at you with lustful gaze and a menacing grin.
“you wanna try it next time, baby?”
you can only nod, a shy smile appearing on your lips at the sight of his excitement.
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aropride · 6 months
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mutual 1: just got engaged lol <3 #slash serious
mutual 2: i know its been 3 years but i cant stop thinking about bloingo's arc in season 2 :(( my baby my baby youre my baby say it to me
mutual 3: This world is sweriously so fucking beautiful #Just had a snickers bar. effervescent
mutual 4: https://open.spotify.com/track/2P5yIMu2DNeMXTyOANKS6k #yeah...
mutual 5: [gerard way image] #i miss her thighs i mean her music
mutual 6: [this post contains filtered content: blood, gore, guts, wound, nsfw]
mutual 7: if bloingo was a deer he would have chronic wasting disease
mutual 8: [responding to the most insane anon hate you've ever seen] they anon on my askbox til i block #fslur girl slay
mutual 9: Next person to Fuck with mutual 8 has To go through me..... I Will Protect You
mutual 10: get me OUT of the fucking midwest bro #CANNOT take it anymore im srsly at my limit
mutual 11: [poll] should i get boba [yes] / [no] / [button for me]
mutual 12: i think i have a disorder
mutual 13: [rapidly reblogging gerard way images from 2010 with 6 notes]
mutual 14: dude i just got hit by a fucking car im not even joking im waiting for my uber to the hospital rn i think my legs are broken why does god hate me
mutual 15: JUST GOT MY NEUROSCIENCE PHD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
mutual 16: [this post contains filtered tags: #[fandom you hate but you love ur mutual so much anyway]]
mutual 17: [reblogging bloingo fanart at a rate previously thought physically impossible]
mutual 18: One of the guys in my head ate my fucking ham sandwich
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chikaras-garden · 8 months
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Batboys as your sugar daddy
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What’s the point of all this money if you don’t have someone to spend it on?
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Pairings: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake x fem!reader
Contains: Sugar daddies. Possessive, controlling men. Power imbalances. They’re all a little toxic. These relationships are not aspirational babes. Oral sex (f!receiving) in Dick’s.
Notes: 18+ or you’ll be blocked.
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BRUCE WAYNE 💋
“Wear the diamonds,” Bruce rumbles from behind you, lips right next to the shell of your ear. Before you can answer, his warm hands are already on your throat, and cool platinum touches your skin. A hundred diamonds arranged in three dainty layers sparkle in the low light of Bruce’s bedroom, clinging tightly to your neck.
With the choker clasped in place, one of Bruce’s hands traces up and down your neck while the other rests heavily on your hip, holding you flush against his chest. His touch is hypnotic, pulling you in like a planet pulls a moon into orbit. Your whole world revolves around him—and that’s exactly how he likes it.
But like the moon, the subtle gravitational pull you have on him keeps him in place, keeps him stable, calms his most wicked of storms.
He bows his head. The way he looks at you through his eyelashes is almost reverent while he kisses your bare shoulder, skin interrupted only by your dress’s hair-thin silk strap.
“Beautiful,” he says, and you know he’s not talking about the necklace, the dress, or any of the other jewels and silks he’s drowned you in over the last year.
When your eyes meet in the mirror, one corner of his lips quirks up into a smirk, which he buries under a kiss to your jaw. 
There, with a quick, sharp nip of his teeth, he lays his claim. “And all mine.”
DICK GRAYSON 💋
Dick’s on his knees, head buried between your legs when you hear—feel—him say, “I need you to take a week off work.”
Well. What he really needs is for you to just quit your job already, but you got upset the last time he suggested it. Baby steps. For now.
“Why?” you gasp, blinking hard as you try to focus on the fact that he’s starting a conversation now when his tongue is making you smart and shake with pleasure.
“I want to go to the Maldives,” he says as if it’s the most inconsequential thing in the world, as if he’s saying he wants to go across town, not across the world.
His tongue flattens out and dips into your weeping hole, and your thighs tighten around his head in response. He groans, and you choke out, “A week for the Maldives?”
You feel his lips twist and curve around you, paired with a little graze of teeth; he’s smiling, and the sensation makes you dizzy. There it is, he wants to say. You want more. Finally, your expectations are starting to match his bank account.
But he decides to play the dumb, pretty boyfriend he likes to make people think he is. “You don’t think it’s enough time? Wanna take two weeks?”
“I don’t have the—” He kisses up to your clit and gives it a tentative little suck, which makes you fist his hair. “—vacation days.”
“Why don’t you just take them without pay?” he proposes as his tongue laves up your swollen sex. “It’ll be okay, just this once. You’ll feel so much better after some time off; I promise.”
JASON TODD 💋
Jason is currently scrutinizing the contents of your pantry, a box of macaroni and cheese in his hand. After seeing the scowl on his face, you’re not surprised when he starts to lecture you. “You eat this crap?”
You raise a brow because he’s one to judge. “I’ve seen you eat an entire party box of tacos.”
“I’m not you,” he fires back. His voice is still low, still calm, but you can sense an edge in his tone; this conversation is about a lot more than boxed macaroni and cheese.
In the beat of silence that follows, his heated gaze dulls to a smolder. “You don’t know how precious you are.”
You open your mouth to reply, but whatever retort you were going to argue back with is silenced when Jason’s big hands cup your face, tilting your head up so he can kiss your forehead. He lingers there, and you feel him tremble. His breath is ragged, rough—as if he’s afraid.
“I’m not you,” he repeats in a whisper. It’s like he’s talking to a child, like he knows you don’t know any better. Poor little you—you need him. “Just let me take care of you like always, okay? How about I sign you up for one of those meal prep kits? No more processed food; it’s not good for you.”
When he pulls you against his chest and strokes your hair, you feel yourself nod, unable to disagree. You know he’s right, after all; and isn’t it sweet that he treats you like a delicate angel even though he’s seen the worst of the world? That nothing without his stamp of approval is good enough for you?
TIM DRAKE 💋
“Oh, you’re all set,” your manicurist smiles at you as soon as you take out your wallet, nails freshly done. 
Caught off guard, all you can reply with is, “Huh?”
She just smiles a little brighter, and there’s a sparkle of something in her eyes. It looks a little wistful, but also a little vapid—is that jealousy? “Your boyfriend paid already,” she explains as her eyes not-so-subtly look around, trying to catch a glimpse of said boyfriend, but you’re just as surprised as she is.
“For the next year,” she adds in a dry tone. Slowly, you drop your wallet back into your purse. There’s only one man alive who could figure out where you get your nails done, what day and time you like your appointments, and call ahead to pay off your manicures for the next year without you ever finding out about it.
So when you get back to your car, you call him.
“Do anything fun today?” he asks over the phone, pretending to be way more innocent than he actually is.
“Tim—”
“Actually,” he cuts in, and you hear a bashful tremor in his voice. That tremor makes your stomach do flips, which beckons you to give in to whatever he wants. “I was just thinking about you. You’ve got the prettiest hands.”
“Tim—”
“Let’s go shopping later,” he rambles on, completely ignoring you. “I think you need some new jewelry. You’d like a new set of rings, wouldn’t you?”
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