Barnacles and bones
Beneath the brine we're all the same
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Barnacles and bones
Beneath the brine we're all the same
biker biker biker || from 2022 (?) 2023 (?)
CAPOCHIN PLUSH THIS IS NOT A DRILL
gal moment
I just woke up and thought I’d check my phone
WHAT WHAT WHAT I USED TO PRAY FOR TIMES LIKE THIS
FORZA FERRARI BELISSIMO CARLOS BELISSIMO CHARLES BELISSIMO LANDO
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HAPPENED BUT I REJOICE
911 Hiatus Rewatch and:
Municipal Vehicles Damaged or Destroyed on the Show Count: 5
Ambulance Damaged in Malfunction.
YES YES LET US TALK MORE ABOUT WANDA AND AGATHA : okay imagine it like wanda has to wear a collar and chain because Agatha summoned wanda but she like whispers her commands into wanda ear and let’s the chain drop so wanda can go feral on you
oh my god hhhh oh my fuckign god
agatha has you on your knees, arms bound behind you, right outside of the summoning circle, naked and ready to be absolutely ruined. even though you agreed to this, you’re nervous (obviously) even though agatha’s said she’s done this before.
when wanda appears, you shiver at the sight of her, already naked except for the collar and chain that agatha is toying with
“we meet again, agatha. it’s been some time,” wanda hums, accent thick on her tongue. her eyes are focused on you kneeling at her feet, and her long tongue darts out to lick her lips. she looks to agatha as the leash is tugged on though.
“well, as you can see, i’ve had a new plaything as of late. but i thought that the two of you would get along like two peas in a pod. you certainly have shared interests,” agatha strokes wanda’s cheek as she speaks and you cant help the jealous whine in your throat. both their eyes dart to you at the sound, and you immediately regret making noise out of turn.
“sorry about them. my little pet sometimes acts out. the sweet thing is just an attention whore at heart,” agatha fake pouts at you. “nothing that a thick strap and a belt on their ass can’t take care of though. would you like to help me do the honors, wanda?”
“yes, mistress.”
NOSTALGIA