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#they call it love
dreamingdreamin · 2 months
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Brown eyes that mirror thoughts; eyes that round up when intriqued, eyes that close to almost a slit when playful, eyes that sparkle with mischief even before the words come out of her mouth.
I play along when she has a joke in mind, she doesn't know her eyes are giving it all away. The way her lips curl up and the way her nose crinkles, the way her voice carries her intent- light and full of laughter. She doesn't know i've spent years learning her and can read her through and through.
Here she comes, those coffee powder eyes with twinkling lights beneath it. Here she comes and starts with "Hey have you heard. . ?" Here she comes and there's happiness in my blood, it's going all around.
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astridcortes · 6 months
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" Fight the devil with what they call love ".
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noelledeltarune · 7 months
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EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt
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inkedberries · 4 months
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after patrolling, unwinding in a diner somewhere ...
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throw the man a bone batman geez
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andy-dandy · 4 months
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love seeing the beginnings of perseus "pay your fucking child support" jackson's crusade against the gods' parental negligence problem in ep 1 & 2 of the pjo show. the absolute KING of "my daddy gave me issues so HE'S about to HAVE issues"
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shinybulbasaur · 11 months
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nightgoodomens · 7 months
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Michael Sheen retweeted this and my love for him grows every time he calls his Angel out on his bullshit and sides with poor Crowley
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llovely · 3 months
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here's a fake interview about my me & my girlfriend that i transcribed from my head. enjoy!
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calling my lover "mine" but not in the way that my toothbrush or notebook are mine, mine in the way my neighborhood is mine, and also everybody else's, "mine" like mine to tend to, mine to care for, mine to love. "mine" not like possession but devotion.
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tacticalprincess · 1 month
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simon and könig being unable to stop bickering for a second, even when they’re balls deep inside of you. they’ve got you in an Eiffel Tower, könig’s cock filling your glossy pussy while simon stuffs your mouth. it took ages of convincing for them to even consider this position, but eventually they decided to put their discrepancies aside for the sake of you, their precious, spoiled little thing. it didn’t last very long though…
“jackhammer much, mate? you’ve got her choking on me over here.” simon points out, his heavy hand stroking your hair soothingly. könig’s using your hips as leverage, bucking into you at a rabid pace, each of his thrusts lurching your body forward and forcing you to take more of simon’s dick down your poor throat. “what happened to treatin’ the princess with care?”
“it’s okay, she likes it. isn’t that right, maus?”
your cheeks warm up as you hum around simon’s dick noncommittally. nothing gets passed the l.t though, and suddenly he’s gripping you by your hair, pulling your mouth off his cock.
“wait, you let him fuck your face?” he asks, sounding genuinely offended.
you wipe the line of spit that trails from your swollen lips all the way to his still hard dick, hovering just out of reach. you huff. “he’s more sadistic than you…” you say sheepishly in response, voice staccato from könig’s thrusts.
“you tellin’ me i’m the soft sex guy? the aftercare fuck?”
“‘s alright, mate.” könig reaches over your naked body to pat his comrade on the shoulder. “youve got boyfriend dick. happens to the best of us.”
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dreamingdreamin · 1 month
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What's your love language?
Me - Rembering, avoiding, memorising your little habits. The way your eyes widened in panic in front of my awkwardly executed playful side eye. I become over ambitious when you're around, I always forget I lack the basic skills to come across as the mischievous person I want to be in your eyes.
Us - Linking arms, holding hands. Tugging at the small zip chain of your bag. "You're annoying" but I hope you annoy me more, I hope there never comes a day when we become so distant we pick at our words, scared even the smallest mistakes will make scars we can't fix and there will be no next time to talk it out 'cause we never talk anymore.
You and me - Inserting little words of compliments whenever your name comes up. Typing out long paras of thoughts to your memories at midnight just so it feels like you're still just an arm distance away. Just so it feels like I still know how your day went, how many cups of tea you drank, what time you went home, what your mother said to you that made you laugh. Just so it feels like I still matter to you.
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secondbeatsongs · 10 months
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ciceroballtorture · 8 months
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we really an abortion 💪 gif made in the style of the honored celibacy one
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hendrik-ten-napel · 3 months
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Remember your training... No, like, do you remember it? The way the status quo shaped you to hate yourself and others?
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suiheisen · 2 months
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liberté, egalité, fraternité et yaoi
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randomprose · 1 year
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the "tumblr community invents a whole mafia movie apparently directed by martin scorsese with an official soundtrack, movie posters, screen caps, and all enough to make one question if that movie really did exist at all like a mandela effect" was not part of my 2022 bingo card
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