Poor puppy can’t think of anything but being bred, can it? No thoughts running through that silly little mutt head of yours with you constantly being in heat. Why don’t we make an honest puppy out of you and have you write “Breed Me” right on your belly with an arrow pointing down? That way anyone who lifts up your shirt will be able to know just how desperate you are to be stuffed ❤️

I associate the white velvet plant with you for some reason 🤔 like that’s u in plant form like the vibe the look…😌🥰🥰🥰

It's been a long day, but when is it ever not? And the underground hero spends a moment sighing frustratedly from the couch, looking up from the pile of half graded paperwork. "Nana... let's go out for dinner, I need a break..." He leans back over the couch to cast his tired eyes back at the woman, tossing his pen onto the coffee table dramatically. "I need a coffee anyway..."