Currently re-reading Franny and Zooey and I can't stop thinking about this quote and how Pedro coded it is.
He brings the sun wherever he goes.
If anyone needs me, I'll be thinking about this for the rest of eternity.
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Getting ready:
Firstly, adjust shirt
Secondly, adjust bracelets
Lastly, scratch your head
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Hilarious that before the season started we were all hoping for some train wreck of an accidental double date with Marisol and Natalia, where Buddie are too in sync with each other and making the girls uncomfortable, but then they booted Natalia off screen and the accidental double date is probably the most were even gonna see of Marisol because Eddie doesn’t even like her, and the accidental double date is instead gonna be a train wreck because Bucks trying to keep Eddie from finding out that it’s a date at all, I’m over the moon you guys
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how lucky are we that it is Cherry Blossoms!
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I know we are a long way from an actual relationship between Tim & Lucy.
However, I look forward to the days when Tim is unbelievably sweet to her - bringing her flowers, grabbing her favorite wine or ice cream at the store, finding some small tchotchkes throughout his day that makes him think of her and smile.
Lucy will shoot sunshine, love and heart eyes back at him and call him some silly term of affection in return.
Eric Winter and Melissa O’Neil will excel at those kinds of scenes - how lucky are we that they will be bringing us that joy?
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that post is worded so weirdly that even if there is some type of coded message in there we’re all too busy making fun of them to theorize over it
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thank you for the nice tags 🥹
I really meant it too! You're so welcome! You were such an amazing contributor to Makorra back in their peak and I'll always be grateful for your time, talent and creativity! I'm so glad you saw the tags and even more so that you acknowledged them! Thank YOU. And hopefully, if you're feeling inspired, that you end up gracing us with some new stuff. *crosses fingers* It's a pleasure seeing you on here, regardless and I do hope you are well in life.
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Okay.
As much as I love feral Satan, who lets his instincts run wild and growls, bites and everything else… his soft side is so fuckin’ cute.
The Satan that stares at you in confusion as you tend to a small cut on his hand he’d received on one of his rampages, unbothered by the mess around the two of you and concerned solely with him. How he doesn’t quite know why his chest feels so warm and tight as he looks at your gentle, concerned expression.
Satan, who doesn’t understand why he feels so weightless with you, why his heart flutters and why he wants to hold you so gently, as if cradling something precious.
Satan, whose anger fades just from your presence alone, overtaken with feelings he’s never experienced, that baffle him entirely but he can’t get enough.
Satan, who desperately throws himself into research just to understand you a little more, to put a name on how he feels about you— who’s just as afraid of his own feelings as he is elated by them.
Satan, who worries you’ll be frightened of him if his temper rises, but you never are, even when he tells you that you should be.
Satan, who lays beside you, watching your sleeping face and utterly baffled that you trust him so completely to allow him to see you in such a vulnerable state… who knows deep down he’ll protect you forever.
Satan, who fumbles each time he tries to explain any of this to you, whose face becomes adorably reddened with each failed attempt.
Satan, who realizes that you’ve accepted him entirely, his every fault, his everything, before he had even come close to accepting himself. Who loves you more than he could ever put to words, or that he could ever really comprehend.
Just him. You know? Ahh, just helping him come to terms with everything he doesn’t know, to grow and understand. Helping him, in the end, to love.
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