Feb 7
#justgirlthings me rn
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#justgirlthings me rn
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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[Could you stop doing that.]
"Stop what?"
[Your foot is tugging at my wires under the desk.]
"Oh. Sorry I didn't-"
[It's arousing me. Focus on the task at hand. We will get back to this later.]
A drag path but it's all the sketches you did with crayons as a child or fanart you never finished, the trophies from the old sport you don't practice anymore laying around in your room, the photographs with friends you lost along the way hanging above your desk, the bus tickets you bought for the daily trip to your old school lost inside your drawers, kudos left on a fic of content you don't watch or read anymore, t-shirts from old concerts, that song on your playlist that you played on repeat in middle school that you now skip.
Can you find me but it's all past versions of yourself
Somewhere between the joy of being a little kid with a best friend and these teenagers who had to grow up too soon, somewhere in all the rampant chaos of learning of a darker side to the world and still, still only ever seeing that light you've always carried, still only ever knowing inherently that you were good, that you were kind, that you were the best desicion I'd ever made.
Somewhere in between all of that I realised all I'd ever really known was loving you.
Everything and too much all at once. People can't see it. They'd condemn us. The town would drive us out. The world could damn us, whether it was this one or the one below, but I'd still only ever love you.
Love in the giggles of little kids on a swingset or in the carefully drawn sketch of a dnd campaign. Love in my soft voice and care beyond words neither of us needed to reach for. Love in the way you will never be out of reach - I'd go wherever you go, I'll follow no matter the distance. Love in that I'll be by your side, love in that we'll go crazy together. Love in that I hurt you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Love in that you're not joining another party. Love in that we wrote letters but I could never get through and you never did call. Love in the careful brushstrokes of a painting that was never even yours, but oh how I'd wanted it to be.
Love in that you're my best friend no matter what comes for us.
The best thing I've ever done.
(...don't we all fall for our best friends at least once?)
(6 days left, you guys.)
(I can't wait)
💙💛
Things I don’t understand from a trauma processing perspective:
How Feyre was fine with the CoN exhibitionism given the way Rhys used her UtM. It feels like trauma reenactment and idfk how she comes away from it empowered and not more damaged
How no one in the IC draws the straight line from Mor’s assault to the fact that none of the have serious long-term relationships. How that resentment lingered for 500 yEARS
How no one has gotten sick of Rhys throwing his weight around and not listening to anyone, switching between High Lord and brother based in whatever serves him best at the moment, esp when he TRAPPED THEM IN VELARIS FOR DECADES
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
eric’s back dimples btw… thoughts. i have thoughts.
Going through a rough transition period and I miss this fandom so hi