Ditch him, he doesn’t match anyway
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Ditch him, he doesn’t match anyway
@gav-san
The reluctant wife club: Figarland edition
Thank you Gav for writing ALOR I love it so much!!
I am once again back with my unhealthy fixation on ‘A Lineage of Red’ by the ever amazing @gav-san !
The story is really ramping up with the tension and slow sinister simmering toxic romance. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again - if you haven’t read it, I cannot recommend enough to give it a try. Garling is still the absolute worst, but damn if the writing and presentation is not deliciously compelling. Absolute masterclass IMO.
Guys the OCs in my profile picture got a redesign i fear after a year and a half i may have to change. my profile picture...
Morning light in Alor, Indonesia ✨
Grogu asks for a Protector
Grogu, toddling up to the Armorer: Hello!
Armorer: Hello, Little One.
Grogu: I need a protec'er.
Armorer waves a hand to the long line of Mando parents: Ok, who would you like to protect you?
Grogu, completely ignoring the long line of suitable parents who know how to take care of babies, looks off into the distance and sees the shiny Mando: *pointing* That one.
Armorer: You wish for...Din Djarin?
Grogu: *nods wisely*
Armorer: Are you sure?
Grogu: I promise I be good.
Armorer: It will be as you wish.
Armorer: Din Djarin.
Din: *swiftly walks over to the armorer and stands in silence, awaiting her orders*
Armorer: You have a foundling.
Din:...a foundling?
Armorer: This is the way.
Grogu: *taps on Din's boots and raises his arms to be picked up*
Din, warily picking up the small green child: *sighs* This is the Way.
Te acordaras del gran amor que te entregue, de cuanto te adore, de mis abrazos que te cobijaron cuando el frío arreciaba, de mis besos que fueron de miel entre tus labios, de mis piernas que te atraparon con ternura y cariño.
Y cuando sientas caer la inmensidad de las noches de insomnio, vas a querer volver a mi... Y tal vez este, o no?
Leregi Renga