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bluishghost · 2 years
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aylinaliens · 1 year
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cause of death: these two right here. i go straight into cardiac arrest every time they have a scene together
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InTouch & Daisy’s own series when?
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soracities · 8 months
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do you ever just lose your mind a teeny tiny bit
from "Roland Barthes: Love as Language", The Artifice [ID in second image]
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Daisily+ Touches
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phdinbarbievlogverse · 2 months
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‼️SPOILERS FROM SEASON 2‼️
“I’d like to dedicate this next song to a special someone. And to all my friends, for well… just loving me for me. Love ya right back!” — Daisy
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bitchthefuck1 · 1 year
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Where are my kanej and pushing daisies fans at
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whoever-the-heck · 1 year
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Her attention on him during this scene. (And in the majority of the last 2 episodes.)
I can stare at Daisy staring at Billy all day.
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The look of love.
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josephgraham · 6 months
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i love never losing and always winning
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ummm-okay · 4 months
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next chapter is out!!!
@ okay_ig on wattpad!!
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bluishghost · 2 years
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isabellaofparma · 10 months
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You can't bully people into reacting a certain way. You're not Ryan's guard dog.
+bonus
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aliceisathome · 2 years
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Obvs will be weddings all around but if there isn't more for our little monk I shall be upset.
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geekygirl24 · 2 months
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Nerdygirl - Daisy being insecure and deciding to be Dan and Touch coming in reassuring them they can be who they want to be and that they don’t need to hide their fear from each other etc. ideally leading to intimate scenes but also if it doesn’t then ok.
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tojipie · 6 months
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toji x crybaby reader <3
content: hurt/comfort, fluff, angst, smut under the cut !
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toji is a flawed man. 
short-tempered, married to his money, slow to show affection. but the one thing he does excel at is comforting you.
he knows you’re a sensitive girl, knows just how easy it is for you to get teary-eyed and red in the face over comments that otherwise seem like nothing to the untrained ear. 
you have a kind heart is all, too giving to a world that only knows how to take. he tells you that every time you break down in his arms, thick hands rubbing circles into the small of your back.
his father would have slapped him across the face for crying. called him soft, whiney like a girl. put him to work for the rest of the day to shape him into a man.
he wasn’t his father though, and you weren’t a zenin.
you were soft in the best way, tender-hearted and too trusting. a daisy among weeds, swaying idly in the too-strong wind. nothing like a zenin, nothing like him. 
he hadn’t the faintest clue what to do the first time he’d seen you get upset, standing there in the kitchen like a fool while you babbled on the phone with his bank.
it was a fraudulent charge, small, maybe only 10 dollars. probably dropped his card while paying for gas again, not the end of the world. the customer service rep assured you that much.
it was the principal, you sobbed. you’d lost his card and hadn’t even noticed. why wasn’t he upset with you?
he doesn’t know why he didn’t just tell you it was okay. that he didn’t have it in him to ever be cross with you, be it a ten-dollar charge or a thousand-dollar charge. 
instead he wrapped his arms around you from behind, pulling your body flush with his to press soft kisses to the crown of your head.
you were warm there, warm everywhere really. the thrum of your blood heating your skin from the inside out. toji liked that about you, how you offset the perpetual cold of his much larger hands. 
physical touch was something he knew well. toji wasn’t—still isn’t good with words, opting to stay silent and just hold you while you sniffled into the receiver. he got the message across, he always does.
his methods are unorthodox for that very reason. he doesn’t comfort you with his tone, he does it with his body. whether it be thick arms squeezing you until you get your breathing under control, large hands tracing shapes into your tummy until you stop spluttering, or toned legs splaying wide to let you crawl into his lap, resting on him until your bodies reach the same temperature.
toji fucks you on your good days, likes to tease you, get you squirming. the key difference is that he makes sweet love to you on your bad ones. holding you flush to his chest while he rocks into you under the safety of your shared blankets.
you feel like a furnace under him every time, heat radiating off your body and into the deeper parts of his soul. 
he gets mouthy once the feeling of you wrapped around him flicks that little switch in his brain. turning off the mental barrier between him and his inability to use his words. 
“sweet girl,” is what he calls you, eyes never leaving yours. 
“gotta stay close to me, gotta keep you safe, huh?”
and keep you safe he does, tucking your face into the curve of his neck so you don’t have to look anywhere but him. letting you moan, and pant, and sigh into his skin while he rocks against that special spot situated deep in your core.
he goes harder when you ask him to. not faster, but harder—he knows the difference, letting the resistance in his hips subside so he can sink to the hilt over and over. 
the juxtaposition makes his head spin. how do you manage to sound so sweet while asking for something like that? able to melt his heart even on the brink of orgasm.
you kiss him when he fills you up, letting him sink on top of you with a huff and a shy laugh. he listens as you open up about the good parts of your day, his soft hums of agreement spurring you on.
toji wishes he was taught to articulate himself better. he’s trying, he really is. though the “i love you” he says into your skin seems like his best shot at a start. 
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