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i think you're beautiful
dreamy sigh
is that good
described similarly to euphemia's hair and skin coloring... and its in the same prologue as baby mona and euphemia interaction... curious.. very curious...
mona b gettin into situations with all manner of mysterious women.
Journeys end in lovers meeting.
The doors of the sky are opened for me, the doors of the earth are opened for me, the door-bolts of Geb are opened for me, the shutters of the sky-windows are thrown open for me. (BDF)
Limewire
The Admirer only wished she could have been even a fragment of Marian’s life as well.
However, she could not even cross a few meter’s distance of a painted world to meet her.
Could not even speak words aloud to her.
Mona tended to savor their major difference– that she was a bit taller and a pinch broader.
Her fantasies, and her manner in bed–
Authority– force– to capture that whimsical wind and make her Mona’s own–
They were so close that Mona had to exert some personal control in that moment.
started reading fate btw. go my rin tohsaka comix
“You have beautiful convictions. Don’t forget them. Never forget them. More than anything I think Euphemia would have wanted you to look at the ugliness of this world and to still live within it and fight against it and still choose to save others. She would have done the same.”
pretzel yammy
I have created the gods from my sweat, and the people from the tears of my eye. (Coffin Texts) (ALL)
euphemia like sometimes i dip my homunculus in oleum and she scream loud as fuuuuuck
.. such as this immensely intriguing passage about euphemia's motivations and reason for pumping a baby she dug out of the dirt and brought back to life in a tube full of toxic goop for fun...!!!!!
up to chapter five of the second EmEff novella is now in the quotes bot...! look forward to short excerpts featuring mona in pain, euphemia being mysterious, and a baby butch being teased by a baby femme...!
The Doctor smiled politely. She took a sip of her tea. Her hands had a slight tremor.
“Oh dear, Doctor. How are your symptoms, I should ask?” The Professor said.
“Ah, yes, that’s part of why I wanted to come today too. I could use your help.”
She saw herself sharing this kiss under a sky rather than the ocean.
Saw an enormous tree-like structure looming over the two of them.
And then Eris ripped apart right in front of her.
Every piece of her torn out and scattered.
klara has such a strange but beautiful idea of the Culture of The Big City. she's like oh yeah sure im sure city girls are posing nude for other women in a private and intimate art space all the time. goofus.
A part of her started to conceive of this as her own strange little bacchanal of the night.
She hardly knew how it happened– when the threshold to the insanity of others opened–
But now she was a real life Novograd girl, sitting completely in the nude on a stool.
its cuz of all the compromising images ive taken yuuup
ill make bread foryou... i wish to cook all manner of delightful treats foryou...
i gotchu princess
i made the RIGHT choice motherfucker pool party time with the shrimp floatie
i kept getting distracted from signal processing to stare at the shrimp...
izzy is in shrimp heaven
shrimp girl oc
