Woody and Buzz discover that toys are alive because they’re ushabti, holy figurines destined to escort their owners into the afterlife. After Andy dies of old age and his heart is weighed heavier than a feather, the toys reunite to rescue his soul from Ammit
Woody and Buzz discover that toys are alive because they’re ushabti, holy figurines destined to escort their owners into the afterlife. After Andy dies of old age and his heart is weighed heavier than a feather, the toys reunite to rescue his soul from Ammit
My hindbrain just started murmuring "ownerscent. Want ownerscent. Want to roll in it and cozy up in it."
Chat, I do not have an owner. I am in fact in zero sub relationships at the moment. I am pretty much all dom (also daughter).
What is this weird brain meat asking for
My hindbrain just started murmuring "ownerscent. Want ownerscent. Want to roll in it and cozy up in it."
Chat, I do not have an owner. I am in fact in zero sub relationships at the moment. I am pretty much all dom (also daughter).
What is this weird brain meat asking for
(Not me however. My spine says “no,” but in less polite terms.)
(Not me however. My spine says “no,” but in less polite terms.)