The baby crabs are coming back and this year has been the biggest return since like 1995 or something! ( ﾟ▽ﾟ)/ Usually there’s only been smatterings for the longest time but this is a SEA. The buildings down at the Kampong have been inundated and a whole load of the crablets have made it up near the top town parts of the island which hardly anyone has seen in recent memory! :D
So glad they are not spiders lol. Three of them fell from the ceiling (one landed on my head and the others on my laptop). I’ve had to put off this post for a while because i’ve been spotting more of them running around the house and priorities i have to go and throw them outside BEFORE THEY DIE. WHERE THE HECK ARE THEY COMING IN FROM???
summary: billy is used to rough slaps, hard punches, nails scratching his skin and teeth biting his shoulder, but he’s never experienced soft, delicate touches that warm the heart. that is until he meets you and he can recollect all the moments where he fell in love with your touch.. and slowly with you
disclaimer: me writing this is not me excusing his racist, abusive and impulsive behavior.
warnings: swear words bc this is a diana written story lol, some innuendos to smut?
an: im so overwhelmed by the response ive received from ‘starstruck’ it really warms my heart to know that you guys enjoyed it so much! i’ll make sure to have the next part up sometime next week since im currently out of town. love you all, my doves. (yes im working on requests, thank you for sending some in)
words: 3.6k+ literally the longest thing ive ever written oh myyy
Listen, I have an update from Taako Central. I’ve updated my list of men I trust and things I enjoy to no one and nothing! Not a joke, I don’t trust you, half-pint, I don’t trust Jeff from Today’s Special, I don’t trust Busto whatever his name - nobody, I trust nobody, nothing.
And I’m - I have, you’ve convinced me to add Nick Robinson to that list, but it does not extend - it is no one. There is nothing and no one.