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this blog is officially archived .
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either moving blogs or re - doing my aesthetics . not sure yet .
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𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 , in the hiemal embrace of winter’s longing ━━ frost - kissed lands dormant beneath its guise . lu gang plucks the polaroid from in - between the digits , feigned nonchalance in his effort to call a halt to their interminable endeavors . ❝ it is time for a break . 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 . . . ❞ a curtsy to the accommodation ( sowing the quiescent hope that rectification was not so forlorn ) , whilst he slips the photo in the pocket of his coat ; away from prying eyes . ❝ part of business is attracting customers and right now , the christmas decorations are nowhere to be seen . ❞
[ ❀ ] something wintry , @zcitgcistcr
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i will carry you. | chapter 322. | kohei horikoshi.
Boku no Hero Academia
[僕のヒーローアカデミア]
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semi - hiatus until after christmas , my replies will be slower than usual .
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[ ❀ ] leave a like to receive something wintry in your inbox .
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“I think he’s very lonely. Lonelier than he lets on. Maybe lonelier than he even realizes.”
— The Royal Tenenbaums (2001), Dir. Wes Anderson
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𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 . ( a series of nsfw prompts , separated by quotes & acts . ‘ my ’ muse belongs to the one who posted the meme . send “ + REVERSE ” to reverse the prompts )
→ WORDS .
❛ i’m sorry , you don’t enjoy being teased ? . ❜
❛ you know what i’m waiting for . ❜
❛ keep your hands where they are . ❜
❛ i want you to ride [ me / my fingers ] . ❜
❛ you make the prettiest sounds . ❜
❛ say please . ❜
❛ i want to make this last . ❜
❛ look at me . ❜
❛ i’m yours , only yours - ❜
❛ yeah , just like that - ❜
❛ i’ve barely even started . ❜
❛ i need you . ❜
❛ god , shut up and fuck me already ! ❜
❛ god , yes , [ name ] , don’t stop . ❜
❛ you have no idea how long i’ve wanted to do this . ❜
❛ who gets to touch you like this ? ❜
❛ come for me . ❜
❛ ah , ah - don’t touch . ❜
❛ brace your hands on the wall . ❜
❛ could you come like this ? ❜
❛ please , let me come - ❜
❛ god , you’re beautiful - ❜
❛ i’ve been waiting for this all night . ❜
❛ you’re such a tease . ❜
❛ take these off . ❜
❛ i want to feel your [ mouth / fingers ] . ❜
❛ do you have any idea how good you taste ? ❜
❛ tell me what you want . ❜
❛ we shouldn’t - ah , we shouldn’t be doing this . ❜
❛ faster , [ name ] , i need more . ❜
❛ is this good ? ❜
❛ keep your eyes open . ❜
❛ i can’t wait to find out what else you can do . ❜
❛ you don’t have to be so gentle . ❜
❛ i want to hear you beg . ❜
❛ can i take this off ? ❜
❛ please , please , please - ❜
❛ you’re doing so well for me . ❜
❛ please touch me . ❜
❛ keep reading , i want to see how long you last . ❜
❛ i’ll buy you another one . ❜
❛ say my name . louder . ❜
❛ i can’t wait any longer . ❜
❛ you feel so good . ❜
❛ you’re going to leave a mark - ❜
❛ touch yourself for me . ❜
❛ do you deserve it ? ❜
❛ did i say you could come ? ❜
❛ i’m so close - ❜
❛ they’re going to catch us - ❜
❛ i want you right here . ❜
❛ we have to be quiet . ❜
→ ACTIONS .
❛ pin . to restrain my muse’s hands during intimacy .
❛ mirror . to have sex with my muse in front of a mirror .
❛ deny . to deny my muse an orgasm .
❛ distance . to have [ phone / video ] sex with my muse .
❛ playlist . to have sex with my muse while music is playing .
❛ paw . to fondle my muse’s [ chest / ass ] .
❛ wall . to pin my muse against a wall .
❛ table . to hoist my muse onto a [ table / counter ] .
❛ clothed . to make my muse come while fully dressed .
❛ finger . to finger my muse .
❛ oral . to give my muse oral .
❛ fervent . to have sex with my muse after a fight .
❛ distraction . to rile my muse up during a film .
❛ mark . to leave marks on my muse [ optional : specify where ] .
❛ tie . to use restraints on my muse during intimacy .
❛ throat . to choke my muse during intimacy .
❛ sparring . for sparring to turn into sex .
❛ toys . to use toys [ vibrator / strap / otherwise ] on my muse .
❛ imagery . to send my muse a risque photo .
❛ drag . to pull my muse closer by a piece of clothing .
❛ tear . to tear a piece of clothing from my muse’s body .
❛ shower . to have sex with my muse in the [ shower / bath ] .
❛ sneaky . to sneak away from a gathering to have sex with my muse .
❛ beg . to make my muse beg .
❛ carnal . to [ scratch / bite ] my muse during intimacy .
❛ preoccupied . to rile my muse up as they [ read / work ] .
❛ jealous . to purposefully make my muse react possessively .
❛ dare . to have sex with my muse based off a dare .
❛ read . to re-enact something from a [ book / show / porn ] with my muse .
❛ collapse . to break a bed during sex with my muse .
❛ caught . to get caught with my muse during sex .
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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 , built upon in dissension for revival only to yield to the bidding of predestination . no man thwarts fate without awaiting a decree of reckoning , sacrifices made from despondency ━━ from a life stolen , this one cruelest for a heart un - mended . memories hurt , whenever touched . a pernicious phantasm , portentous in ambit , a torment nigh that declares itself in the laden ballast of a mouth agape &. the heavy slant of the eye .
the gravid surge of the heart recedes with the avowel of touch , 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 . cheng xiaoshi knows it to be suppositious at best , the illusion of ascendancy egregious for those mortal - made . for now , in this juncture of time , it teeters the edge of enough . so he allows himself to melt into the embrace , exhausted by the cacophony amidst his slumber . a moment’s reprieve , and the he breathes ( moratory , now ) is eloquent with ambergris &. cedar - wood , 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 . ❝ i am intent on making you keep your promise , so don’t forget . ❞ in the niveous haze of his disquietude , an inkling tickles benumbed : lu guang is never careless , not without impetus . a note , for latterly times .
tepid digits fold about the wrist , halting the endeavor mid - way ━━ within the blanket of proximity , 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 . affirmation of his frights to be fables , threaded by the inner - workings of a pinioned mind . the eyes concenter upon the void afar , quiet still with lingering sentiments . ❝ ‘appreciate it , but i am good now . 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 , i am gonna stretch my legs for a second . ❞
⸻ something within , something human still lies beneath curated layers , swathed with rational and pure intention. the pangs he senses – sparking doubt and worries – calling for thoughts that plagued him oh so deeply , arrive at the beckon of sorrow. they are here to stay as they settle in , but lu guang is ignorant when cries soar , searing as if to lacerate , and caution is thrown to the wind.
staying still is his best course of action , to simply provide comfort and the reminder of his presence. but as fingers clutch , clasping as they ring with devastation , instinct is called upon and his grasp too secures on his impulsive friend. curling him closer , meshing their bodies until no gap exists and no dangers could pierce through their embrace.
his words – he digests – becomes a dagger , plunging into phantom wounds that feed into the pangs of earlier. notes that fester and grow until lu guang is gritting teeth and forbidding the shed of lachrymose. he shakes his head. ❝ i was careless , ❞ he admits as fingers crawl , mirroring the one he holds where raven locks cling to warmth. ❝ but it won't happen again. ❞ though implicit , it is a promise , possessing the weight of a sworn oath.
carefully , eyes slip open , landing on the sight of his dismayed friend. he feels his chest tighten and his grasp loosens , by a fraction. ❝ you need rest. let me get you some water , that should help. ❞ and once that had finished and once he had laid down , asleep with some level of solace , lu guang would adopt his position as surveillance. to ensure no harm would come to cheng xiaoshi.
only then would he sleep as well , for an amount that would just sustain. a secondary priority when it came to the limited time he was granted.
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since when does this exist , geez , discord calling me out like this .
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a last kiss before one goes away . from lg to cxs :)
𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐄𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐘 , and one look is all it takes to inspire within the avidity to act . the premonition of loss frightens him , contrivances repugnance like nothing else can . ( i am sorry , lu guang , this is what it is going to be . this is how it must be ) . digits compass the glass - cut set of the jaw , for lips to be pressed together in tender mourning ━━ 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 . cheng xiaoshi can taste the blood upon his tongue , its copper acrimony only apposite ; feels the cruor seep into the ivory fabrics of his shirt , the dichotomy prognathous with truncated effort . ❝ let me do this for you , yeah ? ❞ he whispers against now crimson - stained lips , ❝ don’t try to stop me . ❞ heretofore his endeavor may fall quiescent , he tears himself apart &. strikes his hand together in precipitance . vanishes into thin air . if it is his power the enemy so desired , it is not lu guang who should suffer the consequences . 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 , are no choice at all .
( my life , for yours ) .
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Anne Carson, from Red Doc>
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𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 , in the way it clings to the lids of his eyes ━━ lashes tickling the skin of his cheekbone with every strife to re - open . ❝ aren’t you the hilarious one today . got out at the good side of the bed today , guren ? ❞ the desire to linger here , this reprieve from thieving hands . . . ah . it is unfair . ❝ i don’t want you to know , okay ? stop prying . ❞ shinya bites , consonants turned bitter by the sangfroid in his voice . 𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 , still , the statement a sterling paradigm of lies &. honesty amalgamated . the vulnerability in the wake of vocalization instill a fear within unlike no other , one inspiring his heart to sing the lullaby of the impetuous ━━ a recoil worn thin in its similarities with survival instinct ( sorry , guren , it is because it is you who i hold closest to my heart . i wish i could give you more . ) .
[ ❀ ] a continuation , @ofsavior
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