Projects period cramps onto the Tobias
As foretold
Alternatively
CIPA haver/transgender Toby whom is immune to cramps
seen from Germany
seen from Italy

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Japan

seen from Germany

seen from Germany

seen from Türkiye

seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Tunisia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Ireland

seen from United States
Projects period cramps onto the Tobias
As foretold
Alternatively
CIPA haver/transgender Toby whom is immune to cramps
Currently in a predicament, one that I typically don’t find myself in…
I can’t decide on a title for a new Scorbus fic. I have two options and keep going back and forth. I usually I have titles chosen way before I write (and sometimes before an idea has fully formed!) so this is really bothering me.
If anyone wants to help me decide please let me know. You will face slight spoilers for the fic, which is part of a fest, if that matters.
chaaro orse ittna curse milte hai 2400 ghante
my mom cursing us kyunki Aaj phirse baap bhaag gaya
aaj shradh ke liye kheer banane behen se 3 theli dudh mangvaya,
usmein bhi maa ko yaad aaya she was on periods so again cursed us for menstrual cycle
then main fresh hone gayi, and then I was gonna bath and go to purchase,
but again she cursed ke kya gandi chize karne gayi bathroom mein????
And lots and lots of cursing and chaku leke aana to cut off our private parts
bhayankar level ka torture at home
I’m considering writing another long fic, lol.
Will my (like 10) subscribers be notified once my fic is off anon for this fest? Lol.
I love fests but I hate that period between submission and posting. I start doubting every word that I wrote, haha. I really hope Scorbus fans like this one. It’s just a little guy.
You could have told me about her. About the girl you still love. I never wanted to take that love away from you. I wasn't afraid of knowing who you truly are.
But, I'm only justifying myself. It never mattered what I felt. Nothing was going to convince you to stay when you knew you wanted something else from the beginning.
EMMA CURSED ME
SHE DID IT.
She gave me the curse.
The curse of the Turkey Finger...
WHY DID YOU DO THIS EMMA. WHY.