#this little binch

[mr-rogers-blood-stained-sweater]

Everywhere i go i hear his fucking footsteps, people with this pet are insufferable.

[fawfulydoo]

chikoritas just happy 2 be here

[kiivg]

.No Bitin’, Leech.

[schadentekkers]

[sugarpasteltmnt]

heh.

[hecksee]

im learning i have an intense fondness for historical gays. modern gays are good, but theres just Something about historical queers that hit my brain. bonus points if they're from the 17th-19th century.

[ducktracy]

slinkma,n

UH OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOOK OUT EVERYBODY IT'S

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[bl00dalchemist]

Cure Lovely!!!

a christmas gift for @cureaesthetic!!!!!

[gender-darling]

love the liomoqai community forever btw

[wouldyourfavepaychildsupport]

Would tye saultry little binch on the bottom lsft pay child support?

[clockworkflicker]

I know we all love a good winter cold but ngl I've recently been obsessing over the idea of summer humidity mixed with a humid headcold.

Like, it's one of those hot-and-humid-before-a-storm type of days, and they're definitely coming down with something. A sticky heat clings to their skin, and they keep having to pause to press their wrist to their nose with a soupy sniffle.

When the storm finally rolls through and they're caught in the rain without an umbrella, they almost appreciate that the wind and rain cools them off a bit. A waterlogged sneeze seizes them, leaving their nose streaming. Given the rain, there's not really anything to be done about it.

They find a building to shelter in and wait out the storm, but when they step through the front door, they're hit by the air conditioning on full blast. They sniffle, but the dry, frigid air irritates their airways, prompting another wrenching sneeze that they barely manage to catch, their hands snapping up to their face. Mess pours from their nose and drips between their fingers. They frantically snuffle against their palms, but to little avail. Another sneeze tears through them, just as soupy as the first. With a shiver and a groan, they resign to stepping back outside; the air is too cold and dry in here. At least the rain will do away with some of the mess coating their hands and face.

By the time they return home to their partner, they're absolutely drenched.

"I, uh, think I'mb comi'g down with somethi'g," they explain with a sniffle. Their voice is sultry in both senses of the word.

"You think?" their partner says with a mischievous smirk. They wrap their stricken partner in a dry towel and presses a kiss to their lips.

[trappper-johnathan]

[atopvisenyashill]

the really fun thing about braime is that they are both the beauty and the beast which means i can picture brienne OR jaime flopping down dramatically in a field somewhere and singing "and for once it might be grand to have someone understand i want so much more than they've got planned."

both of them can also do "if i can't have her" but different lines. brienne gets "and from my tortured shape no comfort, no escape i see, but deep within is utter blindness" and jaime gets "long ago i should have seen all the things i could have been careless and unthinking, i moved onward."

[yilingpapi]

[monarch-ambrosia]

i really hope alice’s last name isn’t dyer as in die-er as in person who dies

[reactionimagesdaily]