- Lyudmilla Ignatenko, the wife of deceased firefighter Vasily Ignatenko, Voices from Chernobyl, by Svetlana Alexeivich (transl. Keith Gessen)
Can she kickflip
Shiv:
She pinches her nose. Ugh. Seriously? Here? But secretly, she loves your scent
Roman:
Uhhh Y/N did you just rip ass? God it smells fucking disgusting in here. I mean, sure, it gets me rock hard, like leaking through my knot or whatever but seriously THAT’S your scent?? He’d never say it but he envies your abilities of pregnancy.
Kendall:
Y-you wanna? I can smell it on you haha. You’re so ripe right now like a fucking uh peach, my little fucking peach. Call me Timothee Chalamet then. This time it’ll fucking work. You do not get pregnant that night. He’s infertile and knows it
Connor:
Alright, let’s get this show on the road! I’ve taken those supplements I was telling you about, I’ve been tracking your cycles and taking them in conjunction to ensure the best possible breeding I can give you. We got this! Don’t come this time though, if you can, my message boards are saying an omega’s orgasm can cause asthma in the baby.
Logan:
Get the FUCK out of my way! Y/N, now’s our chance! I NEED to get them pregnant right fucking now! I NEED AN HEIR!
Tom:
Ooooohhh what’s this aroma wafting over me? Is that a fresh pie sitting on a window sill? Will you see me floating over to you, lifted asunder by your scent? Come here, Y/N, let me get a good smell of you… He spends a good hour smelling your glands until he gets you very heavily pregnant.
Greg:
O-oh, uh, for me? W-wow I’m like… so flattered, like, honestly but right now isn’t like… the best time? Yeah, I did get that promotion but like I’m not the best at spending money on others? It’s just like a thing but… you do smell really good… okay how about this, w-what if I get you pregnant and then you can take care of it? Like sometimes I’m around when the baby is chill or whatever and you take care of it? For the most part? Please?
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hello!
headline from the nature briefing today / Map of the World, seperis
connection
Discord has introduced microtransactions to make only specific users hear sound effects. Skype is back as a livestreaming platform. X is now marketing “twitter” as a paid-only private area to post in on X. There are clouds gathering above the field now. There’s an ache in your tooth when you eat something sweet, sharp and stabbing, but you put it off. The wind makes the puddles in the mud ripple after it rains. When you look out, you like to pretend they are deeper, deep enough to drown in. You wonder if you’d still be able to see just how big the cloud-heavy sky is as you fall beneath the surface. You wonder if you’d hear the first drops of rain. You wonder how the wind always seems to find you out there. The field is large, and it is cold outside. Come inside now. It’s getting late.
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