also, i really want there to be more vampires and so on who, instead of speaking in a charming, cultured, but vaguely old-fashioned way because they are a 275-year-old consciousness in an undead, unaging 19-year-old body, talk in embarrassingly misapplied or outdated slang and pop culture references in a failed effort to blend in with their apparent peer group
…or who speak pretty normally most of the time, but lapse into saying stuff like “GOD’S WOUNDS, YOU CUR“ when they get upset enough
vampires who got turned 30 years ago and still say “radical”
vampires who just use WAY too much 90s slang. vampires who say “booyah” when they get too excited.
vampires who mix all slang from the past 5 centuries mercilessly within the same breath and don’t even try to stop it anymore.
Unhand me, you egg-sucking, lily-livered, jive-talking, whackadoo. Foul villain! Cur! I bite my thumb at thee, you ugly motherfucker, so hasta la bye bye, daddy-o!
honestly boys are the worst at appreciating lingerie they’ll be like “wear something sexy 4 me” and then you show up decked the fuck out and all they wanna do is take it off?? like nah dude where’s my photoshoot…when are you gonna kneel before me and cry at the sight of me…you can eat this p*ssy but not before I hear you compliment the 60 dollar piece of fabric I bought for this occasion
Anyway just show your lingerie off to your friends they’re the ones who will truly appreciate it
when i say “dont touch me” or “i dont want to be touched right now” im not challenging you to continuously try to initiate physical contact until i give in. respect my boundaries.
Finished Princess Bride Cross Stitch. I totally didn’t do the back stitch because I loathe it, and I didn’t think it needed it. This is for my dad, who always quotes this line at me when I’m home. Plus it’s our favorite movie.