damn u cute as hell 8000000000% lezban
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2nd September 2014

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Team RWBY

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2nd September 2014

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beanarie:

Because of course Lucy Liu took time off from her busy schedule of separating people from their heads to feed a random bunny

beanarie:

Because of course Lucy Liu took time off from her busy schedule of separating people from their heads to feed a random bunny

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2nd September 2014

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2nd September 2014

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awwww-cute:

Dreaming big at Hachiko statue, Tokyo

awwww-cute:

Dreaming big at Hachiko statue, Tokyo

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2nd September 2014

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infinidegree:

jiizzzlle:

victoriatheunicorn:

i think i want to see a cartoon about these guys

Omg.. The way the cat slows down to allow the bun to catch up, probably because it knows how much the bun likes to stop and look at stuff

has anyone noticed THAT THE BUNNY IS TRYING TO WALK LIKE THE CAT.

BUNNIES FUCKING HOP

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2nd September 2014

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skookumthesamoyed:

skookumthesamoyed:

Skookum’s had enough of your bullshit

JUST KIDDING HE LOVES YOU!

skookumthesamoyed:

skookumthesamoyed:

Skookum’s had enough of your bullshit

JUST KIDDING HE LOVES YOU!

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2nd September 2014

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the-hatred-machine:

kareshy:

gigaguess:

mrsdevilla:

the-treble:

internationalgirl:

This is why you should have a cat y’all. Egyptians believed that cats repelled evil spirits.

Cats are evil spirits. They’re just the strongest so all others must bow to their greatness.

Actually according to legend, cats are guardians of the Underworld. So once you are dead if you try to sneak back into the land of the living they send you back where you came from. They protect the living from the dead.

If you ever wonder why a cat stares off into the wild blue yonder and then bolts off for “no reason…”

That cat even looks like it’s accusing him of something like wait a Fucking minute here are you dead did you really think you could slip that shit passed me

I don’t know where you get your sources but cats were not fucking “guardians of the underworld”; this movie is based on EGYPT, cats were common domestic pets by the time Egypt unified, and they were representations of the goddess Bastet, ex goddess of warfare (formerly asociated with a lioness ), post-unification protector goddess. Cats were guardians of houses because they embodied the representation of Bastet, the “EYE of Ra”, the one that tells ra whatever happens. If a cat saw an evil spirit, it would tell Ra, and Ra would smite down the fucker in an instant. Bastet was also feared by evil spirits because she was the only one to be able to harm the evil snake Apep and save Ra’s ass, so you bet someone that escaped Anubis’ judgement and Osiris’ preservation would do well to fear Bastet out of fear of being caught by said gods.
They were seen as this as well because they disposed of rats and snakes (perhaps an egyptian once saw a cat killing a snake and went "OH BAST JUST KILLED APEP" and that’s how the mythos started), so they were useful animals to keep as pets, revered, adored, mourned when they died, and if you killed one you received death penalty.

The only animal seen as a “guardian of the underworld” were jackals, because they embodied Anubis and were seen near tombs, but that’s because they entered said tombs to try and eat the corpses and the egyptians based their entire Anubis lore on them.

So yeah, if you were an evil emperor that escaped the process of the gods you once worshipped, unleashed curses around the world disrespecting your own pantheon, and you came across an avatar of the goddess of Warfare that could also call upon Ra to pulverize you with sunlight, and have your soul sundered by Osiris and weighted by Anubis to go to your rightful place as someone who perished AGES ago, you would shit on your pants as well.

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2nd September 2014

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compiledchihiro:

+皐月+ by 蘑格里·モーグリ

compiledchihiro:

+皐月+ by 蘑格里·モーグリ

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2nd September 2014

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thornsofsky:

apparentlyaries:

If you’ve never sat down and listen to the Instrumental of He Lives in You from Lion King 2 you are missing out on life man

it’s flawless

Which would be great, except……this isn’t an instrumental.   This is the song, with you know…words.  

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2nd September 2014

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fuckyeahaconitea:

Aconitea

fuckyeahaconitea:

Aconitea

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2nd September 2014

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kingcheddarxvii:

awwww-cute:

My cat sits like this when he gets excited

BRACED FOR IMPACT

kingcheddarxvii:

awwww-cute:

My cat sits like this when he gets excited

BRACED FOR IMPACT

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2nd September 2014

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2nd September 2014

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levoblivion:

hey girlfriend. 8)

levoblivion:

hey girlfriend. 8)

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1st September 2014

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Anonymous said: Okay, prompt - Asami designing a power chair for Korra so she can get around on her own. From the episode it looked like Korra's arms were either extremely weak or still partially paralyzed, since Asami was caring for her and she couldn't push herself. Knowing Korra, it is killing her to not be able to be independent, so I think Asami giving her some of that back would do wonders for her recovery. :)

snarkyfiction:

 Helping with Healing
Korrasami

The sun light peaking through the curtains woke her, and the young avatar tried lifting her arm in an attempt to shield her eyes. She cursed under her breath as her arm shook with a new weakness. It felt heavy and stiff. It was easier to let it collapse than to press on. She looked around at the room, her eyes resting on the wheelchair that was parked near her bed.

   Her head hurt and her eyes felt puffy. The tears came so easily during the nights. No one was around to pity her and treat her like something fragile. At the same time, no one was around to distract her from the thoughts that keep her up all night. The thoughts of failure. She was the avatar, she was supposed to be strong. She was supposed to bring balance and peace. Tenzin had good intentions at Jinora’s ceremony weeks ago, but his words struck a cord. The air nation was going to do her job. The one she was born to do, and the one she was too broken to do. She had never known anything besides being the avatar and right now she wasn’t what the avatar was supposed to be. She was still the avatar in truth, though she felt she had no right to be. She hadn’t told anyone, but she wondered what would have happened if she had died. The world didn’t need her that much did it? She felt tired. Tired of everything, and everyone. Maybe dying would be a nice break. Almost like sleeping, but without the nightmares and the knowledge that she would wake up to another day.

   She didn’t know how long she had been starring at the chair. In fact she was so deep in thought that the chair and room had both seemed to vanish. The only thing that brought her mind back was a knock at the door. She didn’t know how long she had been starring at the chair. In fact she was so deep in thought that the chair and room had both seemed to vanish. The only thing that brought her mind back was a knock at the door.

   “Korra,” Asami poked her head into the room and smiled when she saw her. “Good you’re awake”

   Korra didn’t say anything, it was normal now, for Asami or Pema to come to her aid in the mornings. They would dress her and help her to her chair. They would even have to bath her and help her to the restroom. Though she hadn’t seen her friend in days, and apart from wondering why she had been gone, she also wondered why she looked the way she did. Asami was dressed in white tank top and a baggy pair of green cargo pants. definitely not her usual outfit. Her hair was a mess of tangles and she wasn’t wearing any makeup. There was even a small trail of grease smeared across her right cheek. She isn’t even trying and she is still beautiful korra thought.

   “I’ve got something to show you.” there was an eagerness in Asami’s voice.”Lets get you dressed”
  
Korra sighed, “Can’t you show me it in here? I don’t really want to get out of bed.”
 
  Asami made her way toward the bed. Bending down she grasped one of Korra’s hands gently.
   “Trust me, you will when you see this.” She didn’t know why, but the small act was comforting and enough for her to give in.

Asami helped Korra into a sitting position on the bed then began to remove her cloths. Korra never protested anymore, she had quickly realized that she couldn’t dress herself. The embarrassment she should have felt had already passed weeks ago.
 
   “Your scars are healing nicely,” Asami said as she tied Korra’s binding, her fingers lightly ghosting over her skin. Korra frowned.

   “Wish everything else was healing nicely.”

  “Healing takes time” Asami lifted a shirt over her head and helped her arms through the sleeves.”And physically it takes effort.”

"What`s the point? I can barley move. I can’t do anything for myself anymore, let alone other people. Some avatar I am."

Asami helped her into her chair and began to guide her down the halls of the air temple. “Last I checked you you were a great avatar.”

"Yeah. Were-is the key word."

"You are a great avatar. You saved the world, more than once and you probably will again. But I hope you don’t have to, you really scared me you know. With my mom gone and my dad… I don’t really have anyone but you and the rest of the team. No one else who cares about me, or who I care about. I didn’t want to lose anyone else."

The air felt heavy now and Korra felt slightly guilty for making her worry. “I can’t be the avatar, not like this.”

"Then just be Korra"

Asami’s words confused her, “What do you mean?”

"I mean that you are more than the avatar. The avatar is part of you, but is it you? All the past Avatars had different lives and personalities. Each one was different, but they were still the Avatar. Some knew they were very early. Like you, they didn’t know anything else. Others found out later in their lives. Those knew a life were they weren’t just the avatar. When they learned that they were the avatar thy had to discover a different part of themselves, but I’m sure they still felt like themselves."

"So I should forget about being the avatar?"

"No, just take time to find out who you are without the Avatar. I don’t only see you as the avatar Korra. And neither does anyone else who cares about you. When you heal up you can worry about being the avatar."

Korra said nothing. Maybe Asami was right. Maybe there was more to her than being the Avatar. It was all she had ever known, and it was the only thing anyone expected her to be. What could she be now?She thought about her weak and battered body. About how she couldn’t even dress herself or get out of bed on her own. Broken.

They made their way outside and in the middle of the courtyard sat a wheelchair. It looked just like the chair she was in now aside from a lever, some buttons, a small box under the seat, and the words “Sato” stitched into the back.

"Is this a joke?" Korra asked angrily. She didn’t need another chair.

"No," Asami smiled. "Here, just try it. I’ve been putting the finishing touches on it for days."

So that is where she was, Korra thought. She looked at it, if it was built by Asami there would have to be some surprises. She settled into the chair. It felt normal.

"So what does the lever do?"

"Just push it." Korra reached forward to push it. The lever moved forward easily and the chair suddenly jerked forward.

"Whoa!" Korra cried startled. "It moves?"

Asami shook her head and Korra reached out to move it forward again. The wheel chair moved forward on it’s own. By accident she moved the sensitive lever to the right, and sure enough, the chair moved right. It also moved left, and backwards, and in circles. A wide smile appeared on her face and she realized that she couldn’t remember the last time one had. She couldn’t make it go away though, she was having fun.

"Im glad that you can drive it better than a satomobile." Asami joked as Korra maneuvered the chair in front of her.

"This-This is amazing."

"That isn’t all it does. Press the top button, right hand side."

Korra did as she was told. Slowly her seat began to rise, the box below it held a mechanism almost like a jack. She stopped when she was at eye level with Asami.

"You don’t have to look down at me anymore."

"I don’t think I ever did"

"I meant literally." Asami started walking around the chair and pointing out different things she had done.

"It goes higher, and you can adjust the speed that it moves. Earlier I had it set to normal, but it can go slower and a lot faster. It maneuvers better than that cabbage corp. piece you have been using. Also either arm can be lowered down, that way it makes it easier to get in and out of the chair. The seat also has more padding and is outfitted with better and more durable leather."

"The seat also has your name on it." Korra reminded her. "Not that I mind. If I’m stuck in a wheel chair it might as well be an amazing one you built."

"You won’t be stuck in it." Asami pointed to a set of dials. "See those? They adjust your wheels. At level one it is extremely easy to move them with your arms. I wouldn’t be surprised if you could move them now. Add a level and it gets harder, add another and harder still. Healing takes effort, remember?"

Korra understood what she meant. It was a way to help her gain her upper body strength back. Little by little she could adjust the amount of force it would take to move them. When she was too tired she could use the lever to move around. It would be easier to get into the chair from the bed or the bathroom. she could even reach thing in high places. Asami had given her back some of the independence she had lost.

"Thank you." Korra looked at her, she felt almost breathless. It was as if there were so many other things to say, but she couldn’t put any of them into words. Instead she felt tears start to form in her eyes. "Thank you." Tears started to spill over and she felt a hand grasp hers again once again. “No problem. I just wish I could have gotten it done sooner.”

Korra wrapped her fingers around Asami’s as the tears continued to fall. She needed this right now. She didn’t know what this was, or why she needed it, but Asami’s hand in hers made her feel just a little bit better.

"I`m also working on blueprints for another project. This one will help you build up the strength in your legs again."

Korra whipped a few tears from her face, and admitted one of the truths that she had been afraid to admit. “The healers said that they didn’t know if I will walk again. They said it’s a fifty fifty chance.”

"Then you just have to try. If you can’t then I’ll try different inventions. If none of them of them work then it’s okay. Just like the Avatar, the chair doesn’t make you who you are."

Korra reached out and hugged Asami around the neck. It was awkward because she was sitting, but easier now that she could be equal height with the other girl. Asami wrapped her arms around her torso.

"I hope that I helped, but I know that the physical injuries will be the easiest ones to over come, and I can’t build anything to fix the others. But like I said before, I’m here if you need to talk, and if you need help or even if you just need a hug. I’m here for you, and I need you here. Not as the Avatar, but as my friend. As Korra. Okay?"

Korra just nodded and continued to cry silently not letting go of Asami until she began to calm down. As she pulled away here elbow hit one of the buttons causing a circular arm to pop out of the chairs’ right side.

"I forgot. I installed cup holders."

Korra couldn’t’ stop from smiling.

I actually enjoyed this and am planning a second chapter to it. I will get to it after I finish the other Korrasami fics in my box. This one wasn’t really too romantic, So in chapter two I may add more of a romantic spin on it. :) Hope it’s what you were looking for anon.

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1st September 2014

Question reblogged from Korrasami Tsunami! with 193 notes

Anonymous said: Okay, prompt - Asami designing a power chair for Korra so she can get around on her own. From the episode it looked like Korra's arms were either extremely weak or still partially paralyzed, since Asami was caring for her and she couldn't push herself. Knowing Korra, it is killing her to not be able to be independent, so I think Asami giving her some of that back would do wonders for her recovery. :)

snarkyfiction:

 Helping with Healing
Korrasami

The sun light peaking through the curtains woke her, and the young avatar tried lifting her arm in an attempt to shield her eyes. She cursed under her breath as her arm shook with a new weakness. It felt heavy and stiff. It was easier to let it collapse than to press on. She looked around at the room, her eyes resting on the wheelchair that was parked near her bed.

   Her head hurt and her eyes felt puffy. The tears came so easily during the nights. No one was around to pity her and treat her like something fragile. At the same time, no one was around to distract her from the thoughts that keep her up all night. The thoughts of failure. She was the avatar, she was supposed to be strong. She was supposed to bring balance and peace. Tenzin had good intentions at Jinora’s ceremony weeks ago, but his words struck a cord. The air nation was going to do her job. The one she was born to do, and the one she was too broken to do. She had never known anything besides being the avatar and right now she wasn’t what the avatar was supposed to be. She was still the avatar in truth, though she felt she had no right to be. She hadn’t told anyone, but she wondered what would have happened if she had died. The world didn’t need her that much did it? She felt tired. Tired of everything, and everyone. Maybe dying would be a nice break. Almost like sleeping, but without the nightmares and the knowledge that she would wake up to another day.

   She didn’t know how long she had been starring at the chair. In fact she was so deep in thought that the chair and room had both seemed to vanish. The only thing that brought her mind back was a knock at the door. She didn’t know how long she had been starring at the chair. In fact she was so deep in thought that the chair and room had both seemed to vanish. The only thing that brought her mind back was a knock at the door.

   “Korra,” Asami poked her head into the room and smiled when she saw her. “Good you’re awake”

   Korra didn’t say anything, it was normal now, for Asami or Pema to come to her aid in the mornings. They would dress her and help her to her chair. They would even have to bath her and help her to the restroom. Though she hadn’t seen her friend in days, and apart from wondering why she had been gone, she also wondered why she looked the way she did. Asami was dressed in white tank top and a baggy pair of green cargo pants. definitely not her usual outfit. Her hair was a mess of tangles and she wasn’t wearing any makeup. There was even a small trail of grease smeared across her right cheek. She isn’t even trying and she is still beautiful korra thought.

   “I’ve got something to show you.” there was an eagerness in Asami’s voice.”Lets get you dressed”
  
Korra sighed, “Can’t you show me it in here? I don’t really want to get out of bed.”
 
  Asami made her way toward the bed. Bending down she grasped one of Korra’s hands gently.
   “Trust me, you will when you see this.” She didn’t know why, but the small act was comforting and enough for her to give in.

Asami helped Korra into a sitting position on the bed then began to remove her cloths. Korra never protested anymore, she had quickly realized that she couldn’t dress herself. The embarrassment she should have felt had already passed weeks ago.
 
   “Your scars are healing nicely,” Asami said as she tied Korra’s binding, her fingers lightly ghosting over her skin. Korra frowned.

   “Wish everything else was healing nicely.”

  “Healing takes time” Asami lifted a shirt over her head and helped her arms through the sleeves.”And physically it takes effort.”

"What`s the point? I can barley move. I can’t do anything for myself anymore, let alone other people. Some avatar I am."

Asami helped her into her chair and began to guide her down the halls of the air temple. “Last I checked you you were a great avatar.”

"Yeah. Were-is the key word."

"You are a great avatar. You saved the world, more than once and you probably will again. But I hope you don’t have to, you really scared me you know. With my mom gone and my dad… I don’t really have anyone but you and the rest of the team. No one else who cares about me, or who I care about. I didn’t want to lose anyone else."

The air felt heavy now and Korra felt slightly guilty for making her worry. “I can’t be the avatar, not like this.”

"Then just be Korra"

Asami’s words confused her, “What do you mean?”

"I mean that you are more than the avatar. The avatar is part of you, but is it you? All the past Avatars had different lives and personalities. Each one was different, but they were still the Avatar. Some knew they were very early. Like you, they didn’t know anything else. Others found out later in their lives. Those knew a life were they weren’t just the avatar. When they learned that they were the avatar thy had to discover a different part of themselves, but I’m sure they still felt like themselves."

"So I should forget about being the avatar?"

"No, just take time to find out who you are without the Avatar. I don’t only see you as the avatar Korra. And neither does anyone else who cares about you. When you heal up you can worry about being the avatar."

Korra said nothing. Maybe Asami was right. Maybe there was more to her than being the Avatar. It was all she had ever known, and it was the only thing anyone expected her to be. What could she be now?She thought about her weak and battered body. About how she couldn’t even dress herself or get out of bed on her own. Broken.

They made their way outside and in the middle of the courtyard sat a wheelchair. It looked just like the chair she was in now aside from a lever, some buttons, a small box under the seat, and the words “Sato” stitched into the back.

"Is this a joke?" Korra asked angrily. She didn’t need another chair.

"No," Asami smiled. "Here, just try it. I’ve been putting the finishing touches on it for days."

So that is where she was, Korra thought. She looked at it, if it was built by Asami there would have to be some surprises. She settled into the chair. It felt normal.

"So what does the lever do?"

"Just push it." Korra reached forward to push it. The lever moved forward easily and the chair suddenly jerked forward.

"Whoa!" Korra cried startled. "It moves?"

Asami shook her head and Korra reached out to move it forward again. The wheel chair moved forward on it’s own. By accident she moved the sensitive lever to the right, and sure enough, the chair moved right. It also moved left, and backwards, and in circles. A wide smile appeared on her face and she realized that she couldn’t remember the last time one had. She couldn’t make it go away though, she was having fun.

"Im glad that you can drive it better than a satomobile." Asami joked as Korra maneuvered the chair in front of her.

"This-This is amazing."

"That isn’t all it does. Press the top button, right hand side."

Korra did as she was told. Slowly her seat began to rise, the box below it held a mechanism almost like a jack. She stopped when she was at eye level with Asami.

"You don’t have to look down at me anymore."

"I don’t think I ever did"

"I meant literally." Asami started walking around the chair and pointing out different things she had done.

"It goes higher, and you can adjust the speed that it moves. Earlier I had it set to normal, but it can go slower and a lot faster. It maneuvers better than that cabbage corp. piece you have been using. Also either arm can be lowered down, that way it makes it easier to get in and out of the chair. The seat also has more padding and is outfitted with better and more durable leather."

"The seat also has your name on it." Korra reminded her. "Not that I mind. If I’m stuck in a wheel chair it might as well be an amazing one you built."

"You won’t be stuck in it." Asami pointed to a set of dials. "See those? They adjust your wheels. At level one it is extremely easy to move them with your arms. I wouldn’t be surprised if you could move them now. Add a level and it gets harder, add another and harder still. Healing takes effort, remember?"

Korra understood what she meant. It was a way to help her gain her upper body strength back. Little by little she could adjust the amount of force it would take to move them. When she was too tired she could use the lever to move around. It would be easier to get into the chair from the bed or the bathroom. she could even reach thing in high places. Asami had given her back some of the independence she had lost.

"Thank you." Korra looked at her, she felt almost breathless. It was as if there were so many other things to say, but she couldn’t put any of them into words. Instead she felt tears start to form in her eyes. "Thank you." Tears started to spill over and she felt a hand grasp hers again once again. “No problem. I just wish I could have gotten it done sooner.”

Korra wrapped her fingers around Asami’s as the tears continued to fall. She needed this right now. She didn’t know what this was, or why she needed it, but Asami’s hand in hers made her feel just a little bit better.

"I`m also working on blueprints for another project. This one will help you build up the strength in your legs again."

Korra whipped a few tears from her face, and admitted one of the truths that she had been afraid to admit. “The healers said that they didn’t know if I will walk again. They said it’s a fifty fifty chance.”

"Then you just have to try. If you can’t then I’ll try different inventions. If none of them of them work then it’s okay. Just like the Avatar, the chair doesn’t make you who you are."

Korra reached out and hugged Asami around the neck. It was awkward because she was sitting, but easier now that she could be equal height with the other girl. Asami wrapped her arms around her torso.

"I hope that I helped, but I know that the physical injuries will be the easiest ones to over come, and I can’t build anything to fix the others. But like I said before, I’m here if you need to talk, and if you need help or even if you just need a hug. I’m here for you, and I need you here. Not as the Avatar, but as my friend. As Korra. Okay?"

Korra just nodded and continued to cry silently not letting go of Asami until she began to calm down. As she pulled away here elbow hit one of the buttons causing a circular arm to pop out of the chairs’ right side.

"I forgot. I installed cup holders."

Korra couldn’t’ stop from smiling.

I actually enjoyed this and am planning a second chapter to it. I will get to it after I finish the other Korrasami fics in my box. This one wasn’t really too romantic, So in chapter two I may add more of a romantic spin on it. :) Hope it’s what you were looking for anon.

Tagged: fanfickorrasamilokshit that was cute

Source: snarkyfiction