Juliette: Well, Well, Well... If It Isn’t My Old Friend: The Dawning Realization That I Fucked Up Bad.

Ain't even shocked.

Unmute !

Reblog to hug the person you reblogged this from and tell them that everything's going to be okay

I'm so scared. How she do that-

This reminds me of Bela...it just...

Imagine Bela trying on Lady Dimitrescu's old clothes and finding out that they fit the curves of her body perfectly. She uses her hairbrush as a microphone and this song comes on. She starts dancing and singing. She pulls you up off the bed to dance with her. With the blessing of having Lady Dimitrescu as her mother, her voice is amazing.

Just...imagine.

What type of CRACK FIC?!

I HAD AN AI WRITE A STORY ABOUT Y/N AND LADY DIMITRESCU AND HOLY FUCK I AM DYING

Silly Y/N

A Short Story

by AI

Y/N had always loved elegant Castle Dimitrescu with its curved, crowded castle. It was a place where she felt angry.

She was a silly, peculiar, whiskey drinker with sexy boobs and strong neck. Her friends saw her as a snotty, solid stubborn. Once, she had even made a cup of tea for a salty daughter. That's the sort of woman he was.

Y/N walked over to the window and reflected on her scary surroundings. The snow flurried like running lycans.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Alcina Dimitrescu. Alcina was a sexy strong with muscular boobs and tall neck.

Y/N gulped. She was not prepared for Alcina.

As Y/N stepped outside and Alcina came closer, she could see the hurt glint in her eye.

Alcina gazed with the affection of 5158 lovable mushy moraicia. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want making love."

Y/N looked back, even more love and still fingering the good wee wee. "Alcina, “I love you.”," she replied.

They looked at each other with angst feelings, like two flaky, few flies drinking at a very spiteful Christmas Party, which had jazz music playing in the background and two incredible uncles dying to the beat.

Suddenly, Alcina lunged forward and tried to punch Y/N in the face. Quickly, Y/N grabbed the good wee wee and brought it down on Alcina's skull.

Alcina's muscular boobs trembled and her tall neck wobbled. She looked happy, her emotions raw like a greasy, grim gun.

Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Alcina Dimitrescu was dead.

Y/N went back inside and made herself a nice glass of whiskey.

THE END

I was told that I am intimidating until I open my mouth and talk.

I have finally found my kin and you'd never guess.

Apparently, when I asked a couple of my alters...they told me my facial expressions and how I look is a lot like Toothless. He's adorable but goddamn it, they're right.

I wouldn't be shocked if I looked like this when I'm angry.

Introduction to ABΩ

MacKenzie: Here at Alpha Beta Omega we encourage you to be open with who you are and what you believe in. Vivienne: What Mac TRYING to say was if you’re lesbian or can be turned, this is the place to be. MacKenzie: That was not what I was trying to say. Vivienne: Name one person here at Alpha who’s straight. Please. MacKenzie: … Vivienne: Exactly.

I was 9 when the serotonin loss started-

2022 is the year of gay sex