i have a slightly insane relationship with window curtains/blinds and i need to know if im alone
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@jegulus-microfic / march 17: body / word count: 291
Regulus is a liar.
Ever since he began his relationship with James a few months ago he has been lying to him almost daily.
Every morning James is the one who wakes up first, stretching his limbs, wrinkling his nose, rubbing his eyes as they adjust to the light filtering through the window and reaching for Regulus on the other side of the bed. Sometimes James merely caresses his head or outlines each of his facial features with his thumb as he contemplates him for long moments. At other times he comes close to hug him, burying his face in his neck and peppering him with kisses. But what never changes is the tremendous warmth in his voice every time he says, "Mi vida, it's time to get up."
The thing is, in all the time they've been together, James has never once woken up before Regulus. Growing up, punctuality was never optional in the Black family. If you were late for breakfast, you had to face the consequences. So waking up early is a habit that Regulus will doubtfully escape one day, even though it is no longer necessary. But ever since he spent his first night with James, and in a moment of panic pretended to be asleep when he saw the body next to him stirring as a sign that he was waking up, Regulus could never stop pretending after experiencing all the attention his boyfriend gives him in the mornings.
Regulus is a liar, but he doesn't feel an ounce of remorse for it.
James knows Regulus is a liar, but he makes a point of reminding him how precious he is and how much he loves him every morning while the other pretends to be asleep.
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Yeah, they're so lovely together. I mean, they've known each other for twenty years, but they've never acted together in this way. The chemistry was there immediately. They made the other one feel safe. [. . .] Rhys has a wonderful vulnerability. He's a very good listener, and I think it makes Taika really comfortable. Taika gets very vulnerable and they're just very sweet with each other.
— David Jenkins, Metro Weekly
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In the summer-like colors running down my cheeks
The words that curse you are stuck in the back of my throat
"Will we meet again?"
[black and white version]
(I don’t like putting watermarks so, PLEASE, if you want to post these gifs somewhere GIVE CREDITS! Also, don’t use them in edits/videos. Thanks~)
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monday morning gets a bad rap but in a traditional monday through friday, 9-5 office job, it's tuesday that really fucks you. you're prepared for monday. you see it coming. you're refreshed from the weekend and you can tell yourself that this week is full of potential and promise because you haven't been back to work yet. you've got momentum to pull you through. tuesday morning, though? tuesday morning the weekend is fucking gone. you were just at work and you know exactly what's in store and there is so, so much week left. by wednesday the week is half over. by thursday it's almost over. by friday it might as well be over. tuesday morning has nothing going for it except for the fact that it's tuesday again and you can think about that dog.
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Nsfw ❤︎ Thinkin’ about sleepy sex with Satan ^_^
I’m talkin’ passionate and quiet sex, Satan reduced to just a tired, needy demon. Seeking comfort in his favorite human after a long day <3
You always make him feel safe, relaxed. Even his mind seems calmer when he’s with you, you feel like home to him.
Even better when he’s got you in his bed, spooning you from behind with his cock nestled inside your warm, welcoming pussy.
Slowly rocking his hips into yours, just the soft sound of skin on skin and the occasional soft moan of each other’s names. Satan’s lips kissing up and down your neck, whispering soft praise right by your ear. Nothing is rushed, just slow, soft movements while he hits your sweet spot each time he ruts into you.
Satan pulling you closer to his chest so he can moan right in your ear while thrusting just a little faster, one of his hands moving down to flick and rub your clit, begging with an almost broken whine of you name to cum with him, please, please, please!!!- in time with his thrusts. Ending in low moan while he tells you how good you did cumming with him. Promising he’ll help you clean up….soon….just….for a few more minutes stay like this, stay with him ♥︎
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