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words-at-night · 3 days
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sarahdraws16 · 2 days
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Head full of thorns 🫀🩸🩸
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podcastchannels · 2 days
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sobrecoisas · 3 days
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astenik · 1 day
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nighttime-thoughts · 3 days
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I think about you a lot.
All the time, actually.
In the morning, at night,
in the middle of my day. It's you.
It's just always you.
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cncleric · 3 days
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Get a girlfriend whose a rock climber they said
It'll be fun they said
She currently has a hold on my ass and I can't get her to let go
She just calmly announced that she could "lift me up by my pussy"
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zaiakuhottub · 2 days
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chand-ki-priyatama · 2 days
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~What's your greatest fantasy ?
-To ever be loved and cherished
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deathlywounded · 22 hours
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Last try, if they ban this one I’ll abandon this platform. You know where to find me.
My tav Revna and Halsin.
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Get on my insta for the full last chapter of “hunt”.
I despise this place with my whole heart.
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marypaol · 2 days
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Fingers Through Your Hair
Draco x Fem!Reader
Summary: Reader plays with Draco’s hair while he sleeps.
Warnings: Watching/touching/admiring someone while they sleep? Mention of suspense while reading a book, tenseness during slumber, mention of being trapped, think that’s it. :)
Sorry if it’s too short, I kinda rushed it. Hope you guys enjoy!
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The stack of pages was held in her hands, twinkling eyes scanning the pages as her mind took in the exciting story. Pale fingers was tracing mindless shapes on the skin of her arm, the pace changing every minute or so.
The climax was just on the verge of happening, eyeballs practically skipping over sentences as she died to know what happened next. The face to face encounter of the protagonist and the antagonist was too great, her brain wiring at the information being sprayed at her. Her stomach twisted, eyes danced, and she could feel sweat building on her head. Her eyes widened, the story revealing a secret that she couldn’t bear to face or figure out. Or, that’s what some people would think. She of course hadn’t had any trouble figuring the secrets of the book, digging through the clues that were dropped casually throughout the story and putting them together to make a puzzle picture that was just discovered to most readers. (But not to her of course. She already figured it all out.)
For the reason of her eyes widening was the fact that she got it correct, her assumptions and theories she gathered turned out to be right the whole time.
She found herself lost in the pages that the book had to offer, truly getting sucked in the imaginary world the author created for entertainment.
But wouldn’t it be lovely and truly divine, she thought, setting the book down once she finished it. If the world that was so imaginative and fictional was real?
She sighed at the thought, picturing herself trapped in a tower in a dark abandoned land, looking hopelessly out the window for her lover to arrive and successfully rescue her.
For she knew who would come and serve her right. He would be the only person who would, not that others wouldn’t try only to face him.
But platinum hair was best suited for her, for she wouldn’t have any other interests but he.
Thinking of him now, she just then discovered that his fingers halted their movements not too long before, and her mind couldn’t help but wonder what the purpose was.
She looked over at her love, only to find him in soft gentle slumber, eyelashes tangled together as his pillow lips parted for a quiet breath.
She smiled soft, hand reaching over to cover him more with the blanket he had himself wrapped in, only for it to previously roll down his shoulders.
She then laid down softly next to him, her elbow holding her up as she used the same arm to place it near his head, almost like she was protecting him.
The face of her love was closer to her, so she now noticed the soft crease in his eyebrows, along sided with the visible tenseness on his shoulders. She shook her head softly, for that simply couldn’t do, and so she pointed out her pinky finger and reached for his forehead. Her finger practically brushed his skin, in between his eyebrows, stroking the crease away as she watch a sense of peace come over him, his eyebrows raising in a calming manner.
She smiled then, knowing he was peaceful now because of her doing.
She then lent forward, lips puckering as she pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead, fingers uncontrollably going to his hair strands. His hair was very soft, and how he kept it that she didn’t know, but that was his secret to keep because she simply liked wondering how he did it. Once her fingers reached a soft knot in his strands, most likely from his hands digging into his hair anxiously throughout the day, she was worried if she undid it with her fingers it would wake him up, so she carefully grabbed her wand, wood smooth beneath her finger tips.
She pointed the tip to his hair, whispering soft Charms as she watched the strands undo themselves. She smiled soft, putting her wand away as it was now long forgotten, her mind swarming with thoughts of her lover.
She sighed contently, fingers brushing through his hair slowly.
A intake of breath was heard, forcing her attention to his soft face. It scrunched up for a second, eyes fluttering as his silver eyes opened. He blinked a couple times, moonlight reflecting in his pupils making his orbs sparkle. He felt the touch in his hair, the extra blanket covering him, and his eyes met hers.
His lips curved into a soft smile, left hand reaching for her as it soon rested on her thigh, stroking the skin through the fabric.
“Hey, loves.” His voice was groggy and deep, but she liked it. She replied with a smile, fingers moving in his hair once again.
A sigh escaped his lips, head turning to rest near her chest, chasing for warmth. She kissed his forehead once again, mouth leaning towards his ear. The skin was warm on her lips as she whispered the truth. “I love you.”
She felt his lips stretch into a soft smile against her clothes, so she smiled too. His smile always made her smile, despite if she could see it or not.
“Oh but I love you most.” He mumbled into her shirt, voice muffled but she heard him all too well.
A flush came about her cheeks, traveling to her ears.
“Doubt it.” She replied, despite her red face.
Draco answered with a hum. Either he didn’t hear her, or did and chose to ignore it.
“You smell good loves; new shampoo perhaps?”
“Draco, I’ve been using this shampoo since First Year.”
Draco hummed again, snuggling his face into her neck. She heard him sniff as he smelled her hair again. “Mm? First Year? I should smell your hair more often loves.”
The girl rolled her eyes, stroking the hair on the back of his neck. She kissed it, keeping her mouth pressed there as her nose touched his warm skin.
“Ahh. This feels nice.” Draco murmured. She then felt him smirk into her neck. “What do you say we do this more often?”
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negraarmadura · 2 days
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Good Girl... Mouth tightly closed eyes wide open
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podcastchannels · 2 days
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mascdestr0yer · 2 days
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But I like it. . .
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Paige bueckers x fem!blk!reader
warnings: none
Synopsis: Paige and you have been together since you were both juniors in highschool. Now you both are seniors in college So while Paige was at practice and you've already booked your appointment, it was perfect timing to get your tattoo . . . of Paige's name.
(drabble!)
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"I bought Chick-fil-A, you hungry?" I huffed as I heard my girlfriend come inside our apartment, I slowly walked out of our shared bathroom.
"yeah, a bit," I mumbled walking into the kitchen. She raised a bow at me, her hands resting on her hips. "A bit? I barely saw you today and you're already lying,"
"I'm not lying, it's not my fault you're a big back," I rolled my eyes, walking past her towards the refrigerator to get water. "Big back? Oh no baby never that," she sassed out, and I laughed a little. "Girl bye."
"why do you have tape behind your ear?" She peered over my shoulder, getting a closer look. "Move," I whined, gently pushing her head away, "it's not tape stupid."
"then what is it stupid?" She mocked me, and I rolled my eyes.
"I got a tattoo.." I mumbled.
"what."
"I got a-"
"heard you the first time, why? What does it say?" She gently grabs my waist pulling me closer, looking at my tattoo. She looks at it and sees 𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓰𝓮 behind my ear. She looks down at me with a smirk.
"we're like chrisean and blue face," she joked and my face dropped.
"you play too much,"
"baby, I was just kidding." She softly tilted my chin up, "I like it."
"really?" My eyes lit up with excitement.
"yeah, I should get a tattoo of your name, but on my-"
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We're cuddled up on the couch, watching law and order svu.
"it's fake.." I mumbled softly, burying my face more into her chest. It took her a moment to comprehend what I just said.
"what?"
"no ring, no tattoo."
"bro I told basically my whole team about it," she groaned, sitting up with me in her lap.
"who's fault is that?"
"yours! You lied to me,"
"shh it's 10 at night, my love."
"my bad, but you still lied to me."
"it's just a tattoo,"
"but I liked it.." she mumbled with pout, being overly dramatic, Paige being Paige.
"we can get matching real ones next week,"
"really?" Her pout quickly fading, her hand gave my waist a small squeeze.
"no."
"kill yourself."
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Lovers meet where they can, 1942.
Edit: A couple of people wrote that they thought this was a mother and daughter, and now I see the older woman’s skirt! I’d looked only at her head and upper body and thought she looked like a man. But I suppose they could have been lovers anyway. 😀
Photo: Helen Levitt via the Museum of Contemporary Art
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httpsdevils · 2 days
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