small sif dump...
go my siffrins...
(hi meeble)
thats all the sifs for now.....
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small sif dump...
go my siffrins...
(hi meeble)
thats all the sifs for now.....
hi 😍 i’m the drawing anon and i accidentally made sleeping beauty too regal whoops i will fix and color this one day #trust… 💔 i hope you like it pooks… keep spreading this we need more rerirlings… 😁
AHHHHHHHHHHHH !! omg omg !!!!!!!!!!!!! sleeping beauty is truly putting emphasis on the beauty part 🥺🥺🥺💞💞 and she deserves to be very regal, i think !! <33 it's so fitting for her <33333 her dress shape, the khaenri'ah star, and her earring omgggggg so beautifulllll
look at this gorgeous girl waking up from a 500-year coma and immediately looking for her husband.... what prayers and rituals did rerir have in his pocket 500 years ago to bag her ethereal self >:((((((( rerir please share with us....... rerir please your wife........ like what do you mean this was the regular view that greeted him pre-cataclysm?? that's not fair... not fair at all... and aether cameo, so adorbs...
On repeat.🫶🏼
I SAW I SAW A RACCOON AND SQUALWE AND IT WENT ASAY BUT IT CANE BACK AND WE AND WE HAD TGE HAD THE FLASHLIGHT AND SO WHEN I BRRPOUGHT MY CAMERA OUT I GOT SOME CRAPPY PICTURES OF THR RACCPON I NAMED CORN BECAUSE BECAUSE HE ATE TYE DEERS COEN!!!
EEEEEEKKKKK look at how cute these came out!!!! I'm so happy 😢😢😢 my little Harold.....
okay because it’s been horny hours in my head for some reason: imagine rhett coming home from a long out of state or town rodeo and by the time he gets home it’s pretty much the morning and he thinks your still asleep but surprise you’re already up and awake because you couldn’t wait because he smelt breakfast cooking but as soon as he enters your kitchen he sees you in his favorite lingerie wearing one of his flannels and his stetson that he keeps an extra pair of and as you turn around giving him a full view of what your wearing he’s already hard, walking over, turning the stove off and picking you up to take you back to your bedroom and you’re not going to be leaving it all day
Rhett’s chest ached when he pulled up the gravel driveway to your home. The sun was rising above the mountains, reflecting hues of pink and dusty orange off the siding of the house. His bones creaked and his neck twinged in pain as he cracked it. He saw the light shining through the kitchen window and he couldn’t deny the fact that his dick twitched. He had missed you, only gone a few days, but it was too long. His fingertips itched to feel your skin beneath them.
As he walked through the door, the smell of fresh biscuits and homemade gravy filled his nostrils. He was nearly knocked to the floor at the sight before him. There you stood in the low light of the kitchen stirring the milk and flour. His red and black flannel - your favorite - hung off your shoulder in such an enticing way. You heard his heavy footsteps come up behind you and you melted into his embrace.
“I ought to leave more often if that means I can come home to this,” his raspy voice whispered in your ear. Rhett placed kisses along your neck, looking down the front of the shirt to see a peek of the lacy material of his favorite lingerie set. The black and red one that matched the colors of his flannel perfectly, roses embroidered on the bralette.
“Don’t say that. I can’t live without you.” You pressed back into his chest, enjoying the warmth his body always seemed to provide. You turned the gravy down and moved it off the stove eye before turning to face him. His stubble had grown out, less scratchy than it was before he left.
“Missed you too much.”
He pressed your lips together in a searing kiss, tongue slipping inside your mouth in just mere seconds. He tasted like cigarettes and his cinnamon gum with a hint of coffee and it made your head spin.
“Bedroom.”
“But, breakfast…”
“I don’t give a damn, need my pretty little wife now.”
Needless to say, you spent the majority of the day in the comfort of your bed. The biscuits and gravy could always be heated up.
Is anybody else just shaking with adrenaline?
No just me- ok
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