Pocket is very concerned about my cleanliness and groomed my feet so enthusiastically he made them bleed, but when I squeaked he graciously switched to giving me a gentle, nibbly ratticure.
My boy Pocket staying cool in the UK heatwave with ye olde chunk of hanging cucumber.
At some point in knowing Ilya as Shane's boyfriend and not as Rozanov, Yuna will realise that the 6ft Russian menace is in fact a sad lost orphan boy. And at that precise moment, he will become Hers™, no actual decision involved, and she will take over all available areas of his life.
I want allllllll your best fics about this moment and the results pls.
no this has absolutely nothing to do with my baggage, why do you ask?