absolutely thrilled to do this piece for @astraeal‘s fic kisses & curses ft. our disaster lesbians <3
pictured here is the statue of Sister Rafael from chapter 1 so please do yourself a favor and go read it!!!!
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absolutely thrilled to do this piece for @astraeal‘s fic kisses & curses ft. our disaster lesbians <3
pictured here is the statue of Sister Rafael from chapter 1 so please do yourself a favor and go read it!!!!
“so, rafael, what are you studying again?” they’ve been living together for a month but ingrid has a way of being scatterbrained. “somethin’ like...” she makes a stabbing motion. “and like...” she tries to pantomime deactivating a bomb...i don’t know what that looks like, either. “am i close?” unsurprisingly, she’s never seen macgyver, but she’s seen a macgruber sketch or two in her day. / @gldensvns
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feeling alone in a room was not something natasha was used to feeling. and yet, in the past few weeks, she’d alienated herself to feeling so alone in just about every space she existed in. this was no different. there were a bunch of people she knew, recognized, and yet she felt so small. like she was nothing at all. how the hell did this happen ?!
ei, gata! Tu vem sempre aqui?
venho sempre, gato, e vc?