Hugging you, if that's alright with you. If not, I hope everything passes soon.
I do want a hug. So yes it's ok. I'd love that.
And thank you.

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Hugging you, if that's alright with you. If not, I hope everything passes soon.
I do want a hug. So yes it's ok. I'd love that.
And thank you.
*sitting politely in seat, legs crossed coquettishly and hands set on lap* In Hellboy (2019), Nimue was much hotter as a corpse woman than when she is restored to her full powers
ALSO how getou must have given gojo so much hope about people being able to come to his level. getou's a scouted sorcerer. we know his parents are non-sorcerers. it's highly unlikely he came to the school on gojo's level, which means he reaches gojo's level.
which tells gojo that he won't always have to be alone.
god the fact that zenos actually doesn’t enjoy killing at all and never did, and the fact as a kid being beaten up and suddenly your teacher tries to genuinely kill you and he retaliated just purely cause he was about to be killed, like zenos isn’t even “fake-deep” he’s literally just a machine and a perfect product of his upbringing having found a semblance of human emotion within the protagonist enough that he outright tells us he would love to stay quiet with us like how fucked is that?, god
aye this is the second time I’ve had a college professor tell me “how can you be so smart and so stupid at the same time???” and I kinda want that on a t-shirt
date night
bought a lot of things today to try to cure the depression but it didn’t work
@imbicilite stands before the Queen !
A Queen was never alone, but she was also never lost in a crowed.
Sitting in a private audience chamber- for her husband refused to cancel court for matters of this sort- she was surrounded by the strongest of the palace’s guards, dressed in perfectly polished armor, and the most beautiful of slaves, decorated in gems and silk. Pretty accessories to highlight the crown jewel in the center.
As her doll approached, she stretched out her leg just as he sunk to his knees, allowing her heeled foot to escape the folds of her gown. He kissed the toe of her shoe, her ankle, her cloth covered calve, and then her knee before standing just enough to whisper in her ear before he shifted to sit at her side, head resting against her leg so she could run her fingers through his hair if the desire struck her.
“What a curious little man.” She mused, mostly to herself, as she held out a hand and summoned him forward with the curl of one long nailed finger. “So your master shot down my darling song bird?”