You incounter a small hut in the middle of...seemingly nowhere. You decide to knock but when no answer comes you gently open the door. You see a cauldron in the middle of the hut. The room smells gently of lavender and chamomile. The door closes behind you. You then hear the gentle soothing voice of someone. Possibly the owner of the hut.
"Oh! Hello there! Sorry that you came when my cottage is such a mess. Would you like a cup of tea? I was just out fetching ingredients."
Look at my girl!
Arin: I thought you were dead!
JD: I get that a lot.
Vivienne: And in this jar...Yes this one, Remy. Are where I grow the low maintenance fucks I'm supposed to give.
Remy: There isn't anything there.
Vivienne: Exactly, dear. Take the hint.
Liliane: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife?
Hazel: Oh I made that!
Lorelei: That’s fair.
Ruelle: Can I keep it?
Xenia:...This. Again.
Reblog to make a trans girls tits grow.
Me: Being Trans FtM who hasn't transitioned yet.
Me: Doesn't have a binder
Me: *sees a post about cleaning a binder*
Me, in loud obnoxious Peridot voice:
BINDER SOUP! BINDER SOUP! BINDER SOUP!
Medusa: Afternoon, ladies.
Aphrodite: Hay~
Medusa: Nope. I'm leaving
*Medusa walks out of the locker room.*
Aphrodite: Why did she leave?
Arachne: Because she doesn't like you and nor do I. So~ Imma bounce.
*Arachne exits the locker room.*
Aphrodite: You're not going to leave...Right?
Athena: I was going to when Medusa walked in but I'm not so you're fine.
turns out a creampie isn’t a pastry and the internet is a disgusting place
My aesthetic says Goth. But how I act is totally different. I look and sound intimidating as fuck but I'm not unless I need to be.
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