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heymrspatel · 1 year
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Oh hey, I'm a nun (friends call me anon) and i just- *slips and falls ass first*
💚♥️💜❤️*crash noises*🖤🧡💛💚💙🕊️*oh no, I'm making a mess!!*🐳🦛🦏🐑🐩🐖🌈*ba dooom*🏞️🌲🍀🌼💮🌸💐🌹🌺*aaaa*🌻🏵️🌷🌾🌿🌱🍃☘️♥️💞💕💓💘💝💖🖤💗*wheeeeeee*💜💞💌💕💟❣️💋🌟✨💫😇😘🥰🤩😌*nooo*💖💝💘♥️🌱💜
*phew* SHIT IM SO SORRY JULISSA I DIDN'T MEAN TO SPILL ALL MY AFFECTION IN YOUR INBOX. apologies. I hate when that happens. 😭😭
Well, whatever. I'm gonna leave it all here 😪
🌱💕💓
🌾💟💌
*drops some more while leaving*
🌷🍃☘️
🌸💮💘
*my bad* 😌
hhhwhy is this so cute?! i can't explain how giddy this made me! *slips and falls ass first*
i love this spillage! i appreciate it! thank you for making a mess, thank you for leaving it here 😌 hey don't leave! where are you going? please sit with me here in the middle of mountains of flowers and hearts and animals! 💙
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valkubusqueen · 1 year
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Avatrice S1 and S2 Parallels
requested by Anon
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daisychainsandbowties · 4 months
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any avatrice recs :)))) have already read all your fics and now i am depression (genuinely daydream abt ur star wars au daily)
i could hype each of these fics individually but basically if it’s here i think it’s incredible and you have to read it 💖💖🥰
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the sweetest taboo// 1930s au &
i know now what no angel knows// fallen angel au by @dumpsterfireofsubtext
indy au part 1 & part 2// or, ava peels an orange & makes me feel insane 🫠🫠🫠 by @estherthenormal
lemon drop boy// t boy ava au
lazarus woke with a kiss// scp/ lab rat ava au &
how to stitch holes in the sky// dragon age au, all by @the-darkness-does-not-bargain
teach me to love (as you have loved me)// this is. yeah. this is beautiful. newbea au by @birgittesilverbae (💖💖 ily)
beyond our space and starlight// eldritch au by @thistleation
escape attempt number whatever thousand, some hundred and four, probably// hades au by @foulbearobservation
do a flip// aikido gfs au by @sunsafewriting
if saints and angels spoke of love// (bea is a math teacher & ava’s basically the guy from dead poets society) by @mermaidandthedrunks
choose the devil i know (over the heaven i don’t)// firefighter au by @sapphicstacks
leave the light on (i’ll find my way home)// lighthouse au by @snowandwolves
on the run from a losing game// chef au by @fiddleabout
this must be the place// lumberjack au by @littledata
love thy neighbour// my fav roommates au. pokemon strap-on fic 😌🙏
turning sun into sugar, spinning straw into gold// pnw au by @gohandinhand
the world is just an illusion (trying to change you)// roadtrip au, &
a lover, or something of mine// reincarnation au by @smokestarrules
who needs comfortable love// sentient halo au by @the-ominous-owl
this celestial glow is blinding// firewatch au
the thought of high windows// 60s au
pull back the curtains for venus// alien bea au &
of greater marvels yet to be// fleabag au, all by @seabiscuits-us
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littledata · 5 months
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There have always been rumours. People see lights in the windows of the rotting old convent, movement where there should be none. The locals whisper about vampires, blood curdling screams in the dead of night, a nun who should have died two hundred years ago.
Ava Silva doesn't believe in any of that bullshit, obviously. What she does believe in is having a roof over her head out of the rain and a place to sleep that cops aren't likely to come poking around in. When she steps through the doors of Cat's Cradle, she expects to find nothing more than a crumbling old ruin.
Instead, she encounters a polite English tour guide who refers to herself as a "member of the church".
Beatrice is sure a stern reminder that this is private property will be enough to deter the trespasser - it always has been in the past, after all. Instead, Ava Silva insists on asking questions and looking around. For the first time in over a century, Beatrice finds herself having a real conversation.
It would be easier to deal with, she thinks, if only she weren't so hungry.
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tojisun · 3 months
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idk if youve read soc/watched s&b but there's a bit where kaz (deeply traumatised, atheist) tells inej (deeply traumatised, religious) "no saint has ever watched over me, not like you have" right after she saves his life and sacrificies her chance at a good afterlife (in her mind) (mind you this happens at a church !!)
now i know she's a civilian and would never have to kill someone BUT i read that ghost x nun fic and felt this was them-coded
IVE HEARD OF THAT SERIES OMG!! i think i may have watched s&b tbh because my sister was obsessed w it for a while!!
and oh my god yes! absolutely! ok but bear with me here because my mind is sick n twisted n it wont stop feeding me ideas but-
what if this happened? or a version of it, at least?
!! military man simon ghost riley x nun!reader // naturally this touches on catholicism so do be warned
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what if simon is so... broken and lost and confused with his interest with you that he imagines this to have happened; that he is so alone in his feelings that at night, there is a fulfilment of his desires in the prison of his own mind.
he dreams of you; dreams of the way you would do anything for him. dreams of the way you would choose him, no matter what turn. he dreams that you will learn how to spill blood all for him. all because you love him.
and sometimes these images take such a vivid shape that when simon wakes up, it takes a while for him to separate reality from the figments of his morbid infatuation. and he knows he should feel guilty. he knows that.
but sometimes, simon uses these poisonous dreams to come to you. to have an excuse to meet you. because when simon comes crawling back into your gentle fold, hunching his body into himself to make you fuss about him, simon can almost fool himself into thinking that you might like him back.
of course, not in the way he wants. but simon would like to think that maybe you might like him more than the others—that it is him who you cannot stop thinking about, worrying about, praying about.
and simon pretends that that is enough.
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i need to be shot before this develops into a multi-series work because im itching to keep on writing about this 😭!!!
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Priest getou and nun reader or villager reader....(anything other than the word both isnt acceptable...😡😡😡 /j) -🪄
🪄 ANON I SEE YOU AND YOU RAISE A VALID POINT but please consider…… priest!geto and non-believer!reader.
like… imagine. you just happen to waltz into a church one day. you don’t believe in god, you aren’t interested in praying, but you’re exploring a new town and the church is pretty and you figure it could be a nice way to burn time.
you enter the building to find that a sermon is taking place. a priest is speaking to the few rows of people listening; it’s a fairly small church, but paintings and sculptures and beautiful cathedral glass give it a sense of mystique that you’re drawn to. so you take a seat and halfheartedly listen, not praying like the rest, not singing along to the hymns… you stick out like a sore thumb, but hey, it’s not as if anyone is paying attention.
except someone is, and it happens to be the priest that was holding the sermon just a second ago. the same one you spent most of your time oogling once the paintings started to bore you, because he’s so pretty for a priest. beautiful long black hair, amber eyes, sharp facial features, pretty hands — and the smoothest, silkiest voice you’ve heard in your life. like a sun-soaked bundle of lillies.
… also, his cassock is just a little too tight of a fit to tear your eyes away from.
you stick around a little longer once most people have left, just scrolling on your phone and basking in the quiet, and that’s when he approaches you. he jokingly tells you that it’s always obvious when a non-believer enters a place of worship, but he’s not mad; only amused. you end up chatting a bit about your beliefs, he’s a lot more chill than you expected, and…. well. he’s just really, really charming.
so maybe you end up coming back the week after. maybe his smile is a bit like a spider’s web. maybe it becomes a kind of routine to speak to him after his sermons; you still don’t sing along to the hymns or spend any time on prayers, and he still finds it funny. maybe once in a while you end up liking a paragraph from the scripture he’s reciting, and he’s always more than happy to discuss it with you. but mostly you’re there for him. for your chats, for standing outside and badgering him about how contradictory the old testament is while he smokes and listens with an amused grin.
rain hits the ground with a steady rhythm, earthy tobacco floods your veins, spiders by the ceiling weave a web of dew, and his presence is a little more intoxicating than you think is appropriate.
suguru just… isn’t a very orthodox priest. he only believes about a tenth of what the bible says, he has his own view of god, his own thoughts on worship. he smokes. he may or may not occasionally manipulate church-goers into donating money so he can invest in another overpriced painting. you once ask him if there are any bodies in the basement you should know about, and he answers that any self-respecting priest wouldn’t conduct their blood rituals in the basement of their own church. he knows how to pick locks. he tells you once, very quietly, that he doesn’t believe man was created in god’s image. there’s a look in his eyes that you don’t comment on.
he’s funny. charming. pleasantly suspicious. your conversations are enjoyable for the both of you, and eventually the edges of his cedar eyes begin to crinkle the slightest bit whenever you walk into his field of vision. sometimes he eyes your lips for a little too long, and a honeyed irony seeps into his grin when you call him out on it. he asks you if you’re tempting him on purpose, and you shrug. whatever exists between you remains unspoken.
one day, he tells you that he believes it was god who sent you to him. you furrow your brows and protest with a mutter reminding him of your beliefs, how you believe in free will, how you waltzed into his church out of your own volition. no one else’s.
he only smiles, and flicks the butt of his cigarette. you think he remains unconvinced.
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booasaur · 1 year
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Warrior Nun - 1x07 || 2x02 - requested by anonymous
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birgittesilverbae · 8 months
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but what if they do recast the leads?
then they do? then you react to that at the time it's announced?
I just don't see the reason for immediate reactionary pessimism because people didn't get the exact outcome they wanted or the information they think they deserve even though there's a strike on preventing dissemination of said information
this is a production team I choose to put my trust in because unlike other circumstances (ex. being an active t100 fan during 2015/16 and the production team specifically going out of their way to invade fandom spaces and lie about character fates, going out of their way to spread misinformation and leak late season shooting that implied lexa lived, and on and on and on), the warrior nun team has gone out of their way to be open and transparent and engaged in a positive way with the fandom even after the show's cancellation
why am I optimistic about it?
because this is different than early 2016 when we were watching queer women die on screen quite literally once a week.
because the warrior nun team looked at the fandom backlash following cancellation and went "if you're going to keep fighting for it, we're going to keep fighting for it."
because what point is there in purposefully searching out negativity in what is categorically a win for this fandom. in december, this universe was dead. now it's not. if people can't find something to be happy about in that and instead jump right to "but movies, but actors, but but but"? that's not really the sort of person I want to be engaging with in my curated fandom spaces
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goldenamaranthe-blog · 5 months
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Can I ask what Ruby's role is/ where is Ruby in the Church AU?
You can ask whatever you want. Worst case scenario, I politely decline to answer. Not this time though!
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Blake and Yang: (laying in bed, post intimacy)
Blake: (head resting on Yang's shoulder with her hand on her chest, trying to catch her breath) How's your arm?
Yang: (breathing heavily as she brings up her right arm - the skin is slowly re-healing itself) It's doing fine. How are you? That was - uh - (blushes) Well... That was a lot. And it was very, very impressive.
Blake: (blushes) Yang, your arm dissolved into nothing after Adam threw holy water on it. I had to keep up with your injury and healing capabilities.
Yang: Oh?~ Is that why you mounted me like a horse and-
Blake: (slaps her hand over Yang's mouth) Let's not focus on that.
-Bright light engulfs the room and an angel with short, dark hair with red tips and silver eyes steps onto the floor-
Angel!Ruby: Yang!
Yang: (shoots up in bed) Ruby!
Angel!Ruby: (shields her eyes) Yang! Clothes! You're in your human form! I don't want to see that!
Yang: Not a chance! (jumps out of bed on wobbly legs and ensnares Ruby in a bear hug)
Angel!Ruby: Ewww!!! (flails her legs) Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew! Yang! You're naked and covered in sex! Get off of me!
Blake: (watching the exchange from the bed and trying to wrap herself up) ....Yang?
Yang: (looks over at Blake) Yeah, babe?
Blake: (blushes at the nickname) Not the time. (glances at Ruby) Who is that?
Yang: Oh! Right! You've only met Weiss. This angel is Ruby. She's my younger sister.
Blake: (blinks) Sister? Angel? How are an angel and a demon-?
Ruby: Same dad. Different moms. Dad is an angel. My mom is an angel. Yang's mom is, literally, one of the devil kingpins in Hell.
Blake: (jaw drops)
Yang: What brings you down here, Sis?
Ruby: I saw that you lost your arm in a church and wanted to see if there was anything I could do to help. (looks at Yang's fresh new arm and over to a naked Blake) But - uh - it looks like you've got all the help you need.
Yang: Oh, yeah. Blake's been super helpful in keeping me fed and healing. (wiggles her eyebrows) She's also just super fun for a nun, if you catch my drift.
Ruby: Ew! Leaving! Now! Oh, my God! (disappears in a flash of light)
Yang: Sorry about that, Blake. Had to do that, otherwise she would have never left.
Blake: Yang, if I've learned anything since you've manifested in my life, it's that I can't be surprised by every little thing that comes by. Your sister being an angel being one of them. (shivers as the winter wind rattles the windows) Now, come back to bed. It's freezing in here.
Yang: Yes, Ma'am! (activates her hellfire - surrounding her body in a glow of warmth - and rushes towards the bed) Hallelujah!
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heymrspatel · 1 year
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ah there's no need to change the name cause you'll be changing it forever!!!! 🙈 but whatever you wanna do!!
-anonthony
lmao this is hilarious to me! i'll dedicate hundreds of tags to you, my dearest anonthony! 😂
my turn to shower you with flowers 🌷🌹🌺🌼🌸🌻💐🌻🌸🌼🌺🌹🌷
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lu-lus-duckies · 2 months
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Hi, here's about me and some questions you might have!
Updated: april 26th 2024
MINORS DNI please
Important!! Please don't use real money to do things for me in any capacity. It makes me uneasy, uncomfortable and puts a lot of pressure on me. Thank you for your understanding <3 also Important: I can not and will not take anything seriously, if you want to say something serious to me, send me a DM, I'm more likely to respond seriously there
Who are you?
@ nunalastor's emotional support white boy™
People just call me lulu on here. I'm 20 and go by any pronouns. AFAB (and cis). my gender is whatever makes you gay. somewhere on the ace spectrum.
Also CEO of forcing people to get some fucking sleep!
important note: I respond in the horniest ways to @ nunalastorscursedkitten, but they have explicitly stated they don't want sexual stuff directed towards them without their consent. I have confirmed that they are okay with me responding in a horny way and you should make sure before doing it too
tags (will not sort these out at all):
lulu is delulu - my posts babygirl anon fest - asks specifically from babygirl revoke lulu's art license - my art stuff nunwhiskers - the ship of nunalastor x huskers-bar lulu is feral - reblogs where I am feral lulus nun reblogs - I just tend to reblog everything of nunalastors so it's a tag now lulu reblogs - art/theories/incorrect quotes ect lulu convos - me interracting with peeps here lulu crooks - going into detail about things i shouldn't be going into detail of. (maybe infodumping) cursed polycule - me and the 100+ husbands/wives interracting (xxx-angie list in their pinned) lulu asks - me answering asks this is a nunalastor simp blog - anytime I openly bark for nunalastor lulu lore - me accidentally dropping irl lulu lore lulu fun facts - exactly what it says lulu polls - polls lulu is a boomer - me not knowing basic pop culture things cuz I live under a rock lulu loves nunalastorscursedkitten / and paincaat too / lulu loves paincaat / and nunalastorscursedkitten too - my interractions with @ paincaat / @ nunalastorscursedkitten lulu loves getting called slurs - me getting called the f-word lulu infodumps - infodumps about stuff that might not always be hazbin hotel fools being sexy - @ the-aprilfools-bitch tag
who is safe here?
everyone except minors. I don't judge. This is a safe space regardless of race, gender, sexuality or anything else. Be as cringe/not cringe as you want
What is this blog?
Used to be a hazbin blog, now turned to me simping for daddy nunalastor and interracting with the cursed polycule
What can I ask or share with you?
Literally anything you want to share, no limits. I respond to everything, even hate so if I haven't responded I'm either asleep or the message didn't appear in my inbox.
One thing I don't respond to is chain sends cuz I can't be bothered with that shit. Anything else is a yes
What's with the bad English?
English is my second language. I pride myself on being able to read it fluently, but I might have problems with talking in a way that flows naturally to native speakers. So sorry bout that
What time are you active?
Honestly, all over the place. Don't look too much into it, but I'm from the country of Georgia if that helps
Can I use your ideas?
Absolutely! You don't even need to ask. I won't say this is a necessity, but If you decide to use them, I'd love it if you'd tag me. I love seeing all kinds of things people make and I'd love to see yours too!
Why are you so unhinged and sexual? Aren't you ace?
Asexuals aren't all sex-repulssed and can enjoy it too. I am uncomfy with the act of sex but I love joking and shitting about it. Me saying something is hot/sexy/makes my dick hard is just me saying "I love this and i think it's cool" when that isn't enough to express my love. (I think I'm being funny)
Is the art on nunalastor's blog you sometimes repost yours?
Yes, the art posted on their asks by mylz-flick is by me. It's my primary blog and i don't use it for anything so all my asks are submitted through there
Why don't you post as often anymore?
Because all my posts go straight to nunalastor's blog. Go check them out, it's great
By nunalastor s request:
Who hurt you?
Nunalastor did when they rizzed up my mom
What's with the worms? That's disgusting
Well, nunalastor made this post and it turned me on a little ngl
What is the cursed polycule?
Well, I spontaneously decided that my go to funny (not funny) joke would be to start asking everyone who agreed with me or had similar tastes to kiss me. Long story short, now I'm a whore™ with 100+ husbands that I can't keep track of and that's the cursed polycule
Why do you keep calling nunalastor daddy?
Many reasons. First, Nunalastor saying they would fuck my mom in the DMs when I told them about her. So naturally, if my mom and nunalastor got married they would be the dad hence, daddy. Also, nunalastor is unapologetically my favourite blog on here and the title "daddy" is reserved for them. Also their word is law to me and they deserve the respectful title
The way you interract with minors is disgusting
I have minors please don't interract in my bio for a reason. I expect a decent human being to see that and kindly leave my blog. I don't check who I'm responding to most of the time so I probably didn't even notice it was a minor. I'm just trying to be fun.
If you are a minor and I responded/reblogged your art or post with some batshit crazy shenanigans like I do with everyone, send me a DM and I'll delete it. I'd rather it be in the DMs instead of out in public because out here I have people acting like they hate me and I don't want to accidentally take something that's meant to be a serious request to stop like a joke.
What's with that one pregnant anon stuff at nunalastors blog?
Listen, I don't care what shit people send me, but if you even dare harm, harass or just in general be an asshole to the ones I consider nice people, I will not take that lightly.
To everyone: if you get haters, tag me so I can draw them pregnant.
Is the cursed polycule an actual relationship or just a joke?
It's just a joke between us.
Can I join the polycule?
Daddy has revoked my marriage license so you'll have to consult with the other members. I take what daddy demands very seriously
You can however, talk to the other members of the polycule and join. We could also have a platonic relationship going on in the polycule if you want
What is up with you and pronouns?
Sorry, in my native language there are no gendered pronouns. We just have a singular he/she/they for everyone. I use he/him for me (despite being a woman) because it's what rolls off the tongue easier for me. For everyone else I use they/them because you can never go wrong with neutral.
Are you actually attracted to nunalastor?
Honestly, the only time I've experienced attraction (i think? Still unsure if it was that) was with one girl at my uni and the feeling I have for nunalastor is very similar. It's not the exact kinda feeling but I have a very strong desire to make them proud. Not sure exactly what it is but no, I don't want to actually fuck them and I don't want to kiss them either. That seems gross. I do however wanna hold their hand and recieve headpats from them. Idk just know me as the nunalastor simp, that's easier to explain.
(and yes both mods)
Why do you keep mentioning nunalastor calling you the f-word?
Because I genuinely /gen /srs loved it. This isn't a joke. It made me overstimmed and honestly was a little overwhelmed with giddiness. keep in mind though, that while I enjoy getting called the slur, I will not be calling anyone that because that makes me uncomfy.
why haven't you responded to my reblog/comment/ask?
I generally respond to everyone I can. but either it was
lost in my notifs
was posted by a minor and I don't want to attract minors here
If it was on a reblog of something, I assumed it was meant for op
I just couldn't think of anything to respond with (which is rare)
feel free to let me know if it was either 1 or 3 but I won't respond to minors
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daisychainsandbowties · 8 months
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what is it about that season one shoulder pat you love so much??
i have a bit of a fascination with what i call character thesis moments. they’re… these sort of pivotal, revealing scenes or even just (as in this case) a gesture that makes me fall head-over-heels for a character. and also understand them.
with ava, it was the beach run scene. for lilith, the grey hoodie scene where she asks ava “can you forgive me?” for mary it was the first scene, cradling shannon’s head and shutting her eyes and the love in every inch of every gesture. (that’s the first sign i think that warrior nun is a story about love, and survival, and in not surviving but loving anyway).
now, i’ll admit that i adored beatrice from “i thought she’d be a handful” and “faith is my business” but frankly… neither of those scenes show us who she is. i think the closest we get to HER is at the bus stop, where you watch her choose her friends over her duty, choose love over sacrifice (for the first, but not the last time).
and then… god, that shoulder slap. i can’t explain how it made me feel.
up until that point, beatrice is such a whirlwind of a character. she’s lethal, she faces down a gun with frightening disregard for her own life. she drops a tear onto shannon’s cheek as she gasps out a very rehearsed goodbye. she catches ava when she slips out of that wall, she cries over an old journal and in all that time she’s fighting so hard to remain unseen.
and then, in one gesture, she reveals who she is. if you look closely, you see how fiercely beatrice fights to hold herself, but especially her hands, in check. they are either weapons or they’re things she lets out with the greatest care. they are caring but also tentative, like moths desperately trying not to touch the flame.
if you look carefully you also see that beatrice can’t help but touch ava. she tries and tries, but then they’re in the vatican and she’s suddenly this young, smiling creature trading puns, rushing through a cloud of dust to pry ava from the wreckage of her faith, from the arms of an angel. i just think, when i saw that shoulder slap i realised how much there was to beatrice.
she’s this… ball of contradictions. she’s a nun, she came up with Cruella de Jesus. she’s faithful, she’s queer, she’s resigned to the death of everyone she loves. she’s a weapon, and yet… you look at her doing that slightly goofy shoulder slap and it betrays a sense of ‘i want to touch you and i don’t know what to do about it.’ and in that you realise that she’s everything you thought and she’s also… mischievous? slightly boyish? a fool who is already more than half in love.
i remember feeling so fond of her, so suddenly, because out of the clear blue you realise that she’s drawn to this, to this girl who told her not to hate what she is, not to hate what she craves which is touch… a certain something she doesn’t dare to name, but still she reaches out and THAT is beatrice to me.
she’s a pair of empty hands, a bottle of lightning, and for all her confidence, for all that she is undeniably so cool and calm under pressure, so absolutely lethal; she’s also young, and she doesn’t know what to do about what she feels. it terrifies her, fascinates her, makes her hands move almost of their own accord.
there is ava, who is the point around which she is supposed to rally. halobearer, holy, doomed. that little pat in the shoulder… when i take it from ava’s perspective i’m in awe, because they don’t quite understand each other yet. it’s a candleflame to the incandescence of their kiss but it’s the first time bea reaches out not to catch her, or capture her, or carry her, but simply to touch.
it’s a very blunt and beautiful reassurance and that’s what they are to each other; they’re comfort, safety, acceptance. and that throwaway moment to me is the thesis of bea’s character arc. it’s the choosing to touch, to reach out, to hold onto what she loves.
and for ava it’s sacred too. how many times in her life do you imagine she’s been touched the way beatrice touches her? the way she balances ava’s jaw in her hands when she falls from the wall, smiling at her like she’s a miracle. beatrice who is the voice in the dark and the cold, who tears down a wall to reach her because she promised and she kept it. touch is everything to ava, and i think there’s just something so special about that moment; beatrice just saying, wordlessly, ‘you’re good, you’re here, i’ve got your back.’ it’s not condescending it’s a gesture that i think demonstrates to ava that she’s not alone anymore, and it kindles the hope that she never will be again.
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lytorika · 16 days
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Mother Lauren?
you ask like this is a question. this should be a statement. a mindset.
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allastoredeer · 17 days
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Just dropping by to say that bottom!Alastor is my religion, and that I love your work
🙏 Greetings fellow bottom!Alastor whoreshipper - I mean worshipper. Good tidings to you. It's always good to see a like-minded soul out in the blasphemous streets. 😇
Aww thank you ^.^
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ahappydnp · 7 months
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After watching the new Troye Sivan music video seeing Dan in drag is not a want but a need
no bc her but stronger would alter the timeline
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