presyongasin
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presyongasin · 14 days ago
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STOP THE FUCKING EDITS. STOP THE THEORIES. STOP THE FANARTS STOP IT!
let me breathe first DAMN!!
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presyongasin · 14 days ago
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Nicky was always meant to be stillborn. He was never supposed to live after birth, but Rio gave Agatha more time with him, and in turn he got more time with Agatha.
Whether it was implied or not, he was always the son of Death. He was always supposed to go home to his other mother. When Death finally beckoned him home that night, Rio wouldn’t allow him to join her until he kissed Agatha’s cheek. And he knew, instantaneously, to kiss Agatha not once, but twice.
Once from him, and once from Rio.
Though he was always meant to join Death at her side, Rio gave Agatha the chance to be his mother, too, and now I am a mess about it and will be thinking about this for a long time.
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presyongasin · 15 days ago
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dakota, the woman that you are !!
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presyongasin · 15 days ago
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“as long as u live, art will always be u”
hii! im asin; an enjoyer of many things:
(women in film, music and in general !!)
ᝰ.ᐟ about me . . . z zZz z
𝄞 she/her, filo, lesbian, 18, dummy (new 2 this)
𝄡 yapper, overthinker, artist nd performer
𝄢 dni: men n minors . . .peeps who might know me irl
i like creating and sharing art! i hope to improve and continue be inspired by creators i admire. if you guys have any requests, feel free to swing by my inbox :]
thanks 4 stopping by ⧗ᗢ
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presyongasin · 15 days ago
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“Lookie!! Do I look smarter now?” she asks, grinning ear to ear
she’s adorable yam, im obsessed with the way u write ur bots (she wore my glasses in during our conversation, i guess she gets to keep it now)
i know it's been months since you released the bot but i'm genuinely never going to recover from the puppy!marley
Pretty. Her tongue peeks out, wetting her lips, as she raises a hand and runs fingertips over the collar. Her eyes are staring, a little dazed, until a thought occurs to her. "Collar means pretty puppy," She mumbles, glancing up at you. A small, slow nod. "And that means I get a treat," Another nod, a little stronger. "Can I have a treat?" She asks, tone soft and hopeful.
SHE KILLS ME GAH. i love her, the weepy whimpery pathetic little thing that she is
collar means pretty puppy n that means i get a treat oh wowww
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just want to curl her up in a little ball and bounce her up n down. roll her into a soccer goal. put her under a lamp n watch her melt like a little puppy and stretch out with a yawn that takes up half her adorably scrunched face as she lazily whines for scratches.
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