im done qualifying santos’ behavior. she should be more unprofessional actually. next time someone tells her to get over it, she should be allowed to punch them in the face. you won’t convince me otherwise.
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im done qualifying santos’ behavior. she should be more unprofessional actually. next time someone tells her to get over it, she should be allowed to punch them in the face. you won’t convince me otherwise.

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"Well, are you a robot?" You ask, barely aware of how fast your heart is pumping.
It's joints click dangerously as it moves to take away much of the growth. As it plucks a small twig out of its elbow, the frozen tearful face turns to you. "Robot? I'm a doll."
You stumble backwards, rubbing your dirt covered hands on your pants. "How are you- how are you moving? An- and talking?" You ask.
It pauses, unsure of what to say. "Magicians secret."
Happy belated anniversary to @scribophile ‘s beautiful fic “Raspberry Beret”! I’m sharing this edit I made again in celebration! Everyone go read it if you haven’t already and if you have it’s just as amazing when you reread it! It’s become such a comfort fic for me! Love this story so much! Love you to the moon and Saturn Piper! 🥹🫶
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Here’s the original edit that I made to look like a cd for “Raspberry Beret”!
"I talk a lot more than you, did you know that?" You think out loud while Moon tugs at his ribbons, fidgeting as per usual.
He shrugs, not looking up.
You stare at the jumble of code on your laptop. This wasn't... Why wasn't it working? You know what all this means. It's not- why can't you fix it? You rub your eyes, tired and itching to get away from the stress factor. "Do you want to talk?" You ask, moving the laptop away.
He shrugs again, silence humming in your ears. It was loud. In your head. It was loud, and it wouldn't stop racing. "Not really," He mumbled, white pupils flitting across the ground, "I'm not supposed to talk. Naptime is quiet time." He explains.
You nod. "Yeah. Thought so. Do you like the quiet?" You untie your shoelaces, taking notice of the worn down edges at the ends and fumbling with them.
He nods a little. Then he shakes his head. "It's loud." He says.
"Yeah." You agree, yanking the laces back into place.
edward teach whenever he looks at his feet

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happy sexual sunday
enjoy this little burst of inspiration i had today. kisses.
if santos were langdon yall would be throwing rocks and chasing her down with pitchforks and make her go thru the nine circles of hell in order to prove herself again. but langdon makes three half assed apologies, hasn’t faced any real consequences, and just swans in like nothings wrong and all is forgiven.
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you deserve so much better. you deserve the entire world. please don't leave 😩😩😩😩