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prcphesiied‌:

                                 goodbye, mission control. thanks for trying

freed by Tiger

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Hey, I see you around on my dash a lot and we like each other’s posts, and I just want to say thank you. Even something as small as you liking my post can make me smile and feel noticed and appreciated. I’m so glad I followed you, and I have so much respect and love for you and Harry both

oh man this has been in my inbox for ages because i suck, but you’re so sweet and i’m super glad you enjoy me and i’m entirely sure you are amazing as well !! 

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alright my dudes, here’s the dealio. i am gonna restart this blog. i just need to finish getting the new one set up and start moving stuff over and i’ll put a link up when i archive this one. so, yeah. i’m also going to make my follower list visible here so i can make sure to follow people. anddddd that’s where i’ll be. i’ll move threads as i see/find them and let y’all know. 

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heartbattled‌:

                fingers twitch eagerly and his toes curl within his shoes as harry’s tongue smooths over his lips. he breathes out shakily, nose brushing against hers. then he pulls back with a small nod of his head and wiggles his hips excitedly. “okay, let’s go.” he reaches out to take her hand, guiding her towards his car. “let’s find somewhere cheap.” 

            if they stay here like this, they’ll get themselves in trouble before she could very easily kiss sam all day, and very easily let it become more than that and that’s just for them. a soft laugh pulls from her with his excited wiggle, and moving with him as they head for the car. “i think we can manage to find something cheap that both of us can eat.” 

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heartbattled‌:

      Blaine nods his head in agreement, offering Harry a light smile - to try and encourage her not to panic. It was going to be fine, they were going to find Sam with no problems - he was sure of it. He was sure they would find Sam somewhere obvious. He was probably just hanging out somewhere and just forgot to check the time. That was something he did quite often, so Blaine couldn’t find any reason to panic just yet. “Exactly. We’ll find him and it’ll be fine, it’ll be great.”

       Her throat works to smile easily at him, dimples showing and she manages to get the smile to reach all the way up to her eyes. Everything is fine and she has faith that it’s all fine.”Honestly, hanging out with me must be rubbing off on him. Getting those extra spacy space cadet vibes lately,” She grins, running a hand through her hair to move as she falls into step with Blaine. “It’s all good. We all need a break sometimes. Sam puts a lot of pressure on himself.” 

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scarfwere‌

That was almost a nice thought, he had to admit. Sharing everything with someone. He’s never really had that. He thought he did with his brothers but that seemed to be a facetious lie now considering everything that happened. Or just the night before. The lengths they would go through for a prank and to just throw him under the bus like that. But the thoughts ceased on that as soon as he caught up with her. “ Wait  — you have a bank vault? Like a vault vault? What the fuck? And you made me pay for breakfast? “ But by the end of it, he’s grinning more out of disbelief than anything else. “ Is it weird now if I changed your name to sugar wife on my phone? “

Being at the sorority had never been exceptionally comfortable for Harry. The girls had all talked about sisterhood and about all this love and affection they had for each other, but she’d seen more of them being catty and pretty awful to anyone who didn’t fit in, within the sorority or out of it. Harry hadn’t ever quite fit in, but she’d been a good enough flyer they mostly left her alone.  “ Yep, like a vault, vault. All my own. I mean, I suppose that’s a marital asset now, so yours and mine. I just thought it’d be nice if our first brekky as a married couple was your treat.” She grins and winks at him, dark brows lifting. “Oh, so full access to my naked body doesn’t do it for you, but the cash flow,” her brows lift more, taking a sip of her coffee. “Hey, I can be your sugar wife. It’s got a ring to it.” 

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miraclebyproduct‌ .

                “her reaction was dramatic.”   that’s purely the grumbling of a ten year old who had been uprooted from her home during what was supposed to be fun filled summer months. finally her head tips to look at harry, watching her as she moves around the kitchen, but otherwise makes no move to get up. as uncomfortable as this position was, trixie couldn’t be bothered to sit properly.   “gelato tastes really good.”   finally, she huffs out a half there whine, pushing herself to sit up to scratch her neck.   “we did some sight seeing while we were there, but mom spent a lot of time at this big church.”

                “you can’t really blame you, little love. i’ll tell you a secret; most grownups lose their ability to believe in the unbelievable. and it’s really hard for them when they have to face it.” her shoulders lift a little, setting a cup of sweet tea down in front of trixie’s seat to take her own. “gelato is pretty fantastic, and you got genuine gelato from italy. that’s not something most people can say.” she nods, running fingers through her hair. “The Vatican. I’ve been. it’s... interesting. i liked it when i visited, but i’m pretty sure they could tell i wasn’t quite of the faith.”

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❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . 

feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .   ( add  ‘ reverse ‘  to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to   …

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

[ order ]  your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .

[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .

[ pay ]  your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )

[ open ]  your muse opening a door for mine .

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . 

[ instruct ]  your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do . 

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc . 

[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

[ rest ]  your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how . 

[ answer ]  your muse answering a question meant for mine . 

[ coat ]   your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .

[ pilot ]  your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them . 

[ stare ]  your muse staring mine down . 

[ placement ]  your muse telling mine to sit down .

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .  

[ patience ]  your muse telling mine to be patient .

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .  

[ jewelry  ]  your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings . 

[ enough ]  your muse commanding mine to stop talking . 

[ retrieve ]  your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .

[ invite ]  your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .

[ lean ]  your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together . 

[ calm ]   your muse telling mine to  ‘ just breathe ‘ .

[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something .

[ comfort ]  your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .

[ approval ]  your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .

[ beckon ]  your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking . 

[ laces ]  your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .

[ stay ]  your muse telling mine to stay in the car . 

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . 

[ feed ]  your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .

[ volume ]  your muse demanding mine speak louder .

[ read ]  your muse reading something to mine .

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them . 

[ possessive ]  your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other . 

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stonedgilbert‌:

“Well, I mean, when I was fifteen I single-handedly ate out the entire fried dough cart during one of the carnivals they were having, or whatever, so I kind of feel like even if it wasn’t a small town, people would still… Know.” She paused, a small hum escaping her lips. “I don’t even want to think about kinky body modifications. Makes me cringe - I think my surgery is enough body mods for me.”

“I remember that. Well, not the actual incident, but I’ve heard about it. Definitely heard about it. Probably while I was eating through a tub of ice cream. ‘Do you know Jamie Gilbert? You two have similar eating habits’. Pretty sure that’s how it went down.” Her nose wrinkles a little, head tipped as she considers her, shoulders rolling. “Yeah, I can see that. How are things going with surgeries and appointments?”

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scarfwere‌:

( sms . harry. sent .  ) can’t complain. so won’t. 

It was always nice, somehow, to know you’re not the only one suffering. They say pain can’t be measured or compared. But this could come pretty close to it. They’ve both had their fair share of bad days and bad nights with people who claimed to be their families. Isaac sometimes thought he was lucky, to at least have one someone who knew. Someone who understood. Someone he couldn’t lie to about the bullshit that he had to cover up for everyone else. 

He tries not to make her wait; tries not to build up tension where there shouldn’t be. He knows what it feels like, to sit there, not sure of what could transpire on the other end. How much time he could lose if he just waited five more seconds. 

( sms. harry. sent. ) He still a pudgy idiot? ( sms. harry. sent. ) Yeah. He’s still under but he’s stable. He should be up and awake in a couple of hours. No permanent damage thankfully. ( sms. harry. sent. ) Might be out for a few games though. 

[ text ; isaac ; sent ]. sometimes a few complaints help in the grand scheme of things

Harry knows for sure that it helps sometimes, just being able to put it all out on the table. She knows mostly because it’s been a long time since she’s been able to open up about her life and everything that goes on behind closed doors. They’d shared a lot of those bad times, sometimes too sore to move when they made their way to their secret hideaways. Just grateful to have someone there that didn’t want to hurt them. Her chin tucks against her chest as she settles into her space chest, green eyes on the phone as she waits. It’s like something has settled in her chest, just knowing Isaac is still out there, relatively safe and still there. 

Lips curve into a small smile at the response, rubbing her face slowly as she takes a second to just appreciate the feeling, before starting to type without looking. 

[ text ; isaac ; sent ]. that’s his brand, he can change this far in life [ text ; isaac ; sent ]. I genuinely do not understand how this is an acceptable high school sport [ text ; isaac ; sent ]. I’m glad you’re okay. The coach clearly encourages the rivialry

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miraclebyproduct‌:

               @prcphesiied / liked.

                “mom found out that lucifer’s really the devil.”   words are a grumble as she enters harry’s apartment, not really giving any other greeting as she moves straight to the nearest chair, flopping down dramatically. eyes close as she tips back, a frustrated whine bubbling up and out of her throat.   “—then she promptly lost her shit and hauled us to rome. for a month.”

            dark brows lift at the young girl, head tipped a little as she closed the door behind her to move through the flat, nodding slowly. “I suppose can forgive your language considering you’ve been amongst the heathens in Europe.” she smiles easily, moving to her fridge to pull out juice and a coffee cake. “but you can’t really blame your mum for needing some space. that’s a rather dramatic conclusion to be forced to accept. did you learn anything in Rome?” 

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heartbattled‌:

               “It still technically counts as food, though. Which means that I’e not forgotten to eat. I’ve taken care of myself.” Jordan said with a tilt of his head, lips pressing together. Teeth pressed against his lower lip, eyes narrowed somewhat. “Alright, alright - fine. I did eat, though. Vending machine food is still food.” 

               “technically food, but how much nutritional value was actually there?” She’s going to keep away from taking care of herself, since she hadn’t actually done that yet. Dimples show as she heaves her bag over her shoulder with everything in it, head tipped as she smiles at him. “Thank you, love. And, if you’re not hungry, you can watch me eat, and take your leftovers home.”