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An overwhelmed turtle.
dos anyone have any romance book recommendations for me….?
Donating blood rn I hope they give it to a pretty girl
I can't wait for Gen z's to work in the science industry because you know what we would all say constantly.
Older Scienceist: So what are your findings?
Me: HELLO CARL WELCOME TO MY LAB.
Older scientist: Please don't do this now-
Me: TODAY WE ARE GOING TO BE TALKING ABOUT HOW I JUST DISCOVERED THE CURE TO CANCER!
Older scientist: Wait, really, that's amazing! I-
Me:
Older scientist: Please don't do your thing.
Me: BUT HEY, THAT'S JUST A THEORY A SCIEEEEENNNCEEE THEORY!!!
Older scientist: God damn it
Me starts crying uncontrollably: why did he leave us....
Mein Vater erklärt mir jeden Sonntag unsere neun Planeten.
Heart of Stone
short and sweet post-game dimileth fic. warning for married people sharing a bed, i guess. oh, and hand-kissing, which is like the height of romance or whatever. miiiiight be the first of a series. ~310 words.
Her vision focused in and out as she lay in bed, holding Dimitri’s free hand in both of hers. She made a point of kissing it every once in a while.
For his part, he said he was going to read through the first chapter of the story Ashe mailed him. But he was drifting off all the while he tried. Byleth moved closer, and he squeezed her hand.
She wondered how the goddess decided she would be this lucky in life. She also imagined what her father would say if he heard that she believed that stuff about the goddess. Her father… Byleth’s chest tightened painfully. She pulled Dimitri’s hand close to press the back of it against where her heart should have been beating. It wasn’t; it never had, because—
i only talk about 2 things and thats my own ocs and tyrian callows. i dont know anything else