В этом году Гравити Фолз помогло мне снова чувствовать

It's true. I won't deny it, I want it too.

I just want to be the little spoon in Stan's bed that gets to fall asleep with his thick arms wrapped up below my bust, his face nuzzling my neck with stubble, and our legs intertwined.

Feeling his chest rise and fall against my back, smelling his scent of sweat, cheap cologne, with cigar, and the heat of his breath on me would be bliss.

Is that too much to ask?

Это персонаж из прекрасного фанфика "Посмотри на этот новый мир!"

Вот ссылка на него

https://ficbook.net/readfic/018d284b-a34e-7b66-b41c-ed1420d1badc

Experiment)

I have a problem with the scanner, so I decided to score and post just a photo.

Otto Octavius is my love

No comment, just a man of dreams