take me back to the basics and the simple life, tell me all of the things that make you feel at ease
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Text
Kisses I want to write about:
Goodbye kisses: Lingering and hard for longer times apart. Ones that curve A’s body against B’s and cause hands to splay against backs. Or short pecks, maybe not even completely on the mouth for short trips to the grocery store. Hello kisses: After long periods apart, these can include A picking up B and spinning them around. Fingers pressing into cheeks, palms cupping necks, and breathless laughs when they finally come up for air. Breathless kisses: A series of short pecks because they need the closeness but they also need air, so. Sometimes smiles come in between, or sometimes its just breath, gasping for the sole purpose of being able to kiss again. Heated kisses: Breath huffing into mouths, angrily or passionately. Hands grabbing at clothing and pulling each other closer. First kisses: Hesitant and nervous. Lips hover inches from each other for a few seconds before they just barely brush. It’s just a soft press, but it ignites their entire bodies. Pinkies link afterwards, still wanting to be close, and each looks down, smiling softly. After sex kisses: Lazy, slow presses. Limbs pressed together, chests heaving. Soft murmurs about what to do for dinner later, fingers trailing down backs, tracing lazy patterns. B rolling onto their back and A trailing their lips down their neck, kissing their shoulder, their chest, anywhere they can think of, memorizing B. Morning kisses: Barely awake kisses that usually end up on jaws or cheeks because A is too tired to land it properly. B makes a sleepy sound and rolls into A, nuzzling their face into their neck, ankles hooking together, while A drapes their arms around B and they fall back asleep for a while. Post-break up kisses: Soft and slow. Hands on each other’s arms in a way that neither can tell if the other is pushing away or pulling closer. The kiss ends with their foreheads pressed together, neither wanting it to be true that this is happening. Christmas kisses: More smile than actual kiss. A holds mistletoe above their heads while B rolls their eyes, but pulls A down by the collar of their ugly Christmas sweater for a heated kiss. A takes B by the waist and walks forward until they are around the corner, away from the prying eyes and hoots of the rest of their friends and family. Comforting kisses: B walks into find A sitting on the bed, shoulders shaking, cheeks wet. A looks up, face looking stricken for a moment. B is shocked, and quietly says A’s name. At this, A breaks, face crumpling, and only barely has time to reach both hands out for B before B is there, kneeling at A’s feet. B takes A’s hands first, kissing their knuckles and palms. Then B reaches up to hold A’s face, pressing soft kisses around their cheeks, their lips, murmuring “it’s okay” and “you’re alright” and “I’m here” in between. “I thought I lost you” kisses: The breath is knocked out of both of them with the force that they collide with. Hands grip the back of t-shirts and palms are pressed up and under shirts, holding them close, feeling the warmth of their skin. Palms are pressed to cheeks, thumbs swiping away tears until their mouths collide messily, the world seeming to disappear around them. “We can’t do this” kisses: Fists clenched, hands shoved into pockets. Brows low or brought together, jaws clenched. A feeling like a magnetic pull between them. Their foreheads press together, their lips brush, just barely, until B pulls away with a shaking exhale, forehead dropping into A’s neck. “Come to bed” kisses: A has their hands on B’s neck, murmuring the phrase softly. A’s hands slide down B’s arms to their hands, lacing their fingers together and slowly starting to pull B towards their bedroom. A continues to pepper B with kisses all the while, trailing them down their jaw and neck. “You look beautiful” kisses: Just a soft press of lips to the temple, resting them there for a moment, then smiling down and telling them as much. “I’ll be right back” kisses: A puts their hands on B’s shoulders from behind them, where they are sat on the couch. He leans down and around, while B turns his head a little, accepting the quick peck. “I missed you” kisses: Long and relentless, holding their body close, arms wrapped completely around their waist. A burying their head in B’s neck and pressing kisses there too. Angry kisses: Hard, gripping. Fists in clothes, shoving each other against walls. Fingers digging into hips. But the kisses always melt away from that. They turn into brushes of lips between shaking breaths, until they’re out of energy and are left just standing there, holding each other, fingers carding through hair. Sad kisses: Almost not a kiss at all. Just holding onto each other tightly, A’s lips pressed to B’s temple, whispering soft words, desperately trying to provide whatever comfort they can. In the dark kisses: The movie plays in the background, but A and B are hardly paying attention from the back row. They kiss soundlessly, long and soft, fingers locked. A’s arm is thrown behind B’s seat, wrist bent to curl their fingers into B’s hair. Dying kisses: A holds B in their arms, panicked, crying. Murmurs of “no, no, no.” Salt on their lips from tears. Voice cracking. Holding on tightly to their shirt, their shoulder, their hand, roughly pulling them against their body, anything to try and keep them tethered to this earth. Kissing them as they die (“no. No, stay awake—“), Kissing them once more even with the life has left their body (No. God, come back. Please, come back. Please, look at me, I’m right here”).
48K notes
·
View notes
Photo
Katie; Thicc Double Dutch braids. All ages, with & without bangs!
Download ->『TheSimsResource!』
Age: Toddler- Elder Gender: Female Swatches: 18 Default Ea Colors
Hat Chops ✓ Shadow Map ✓ Morphs ✓
Polycount
Lod0: 11422
Lod1: 9136
Lod2: 5480
Lod3: 2192
T.o.u: Recolors ✓ Including the Mesh ✓
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
The Vampire Diaries Imagines
Smut
Jeremy
Anniversary
Kai
Sexual Frustration
All Tied Up / Part 1
All Tied Up / Part 2
Eating Out?
Magic Hands
Wild Imagination
Enzo
Wet Paint
Fluff
Kai
Can I Be Him?
Enzo
Fangs and an Accent
Damon
Your Song
Reckless and the Brave
Can I Be Him?
Matt
Mr Blue Eyes
Fan Fiction
Sociopathic Romance - Kai x Reader
Introduction
Chapter One - The Mad Man
686 notes
·
View notes
Text
me, t-posing in an empty cornfield: THE END IS NIGH, YOU COWARDS
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
Gen Z
Road work ahead?
I smell like beef
I just wanna stay in bed
And look at my memes
Its an avacodo
But i thought you were american
Worried about the future
Im pretty sure i fucking cant
With this hurricane katrina
Is it hurricane tortilla
Or actually it’s hurricane florence
The apocalypse is before us
And we’re all afraid of North Korea
And the inevitable end of the world
And the teachers over work us
And society overpressures us
And we watch vines at three AM
We will all end up brain dead
But the conspiracy theory says
That either its all a simulation
Or the nations being run
By some celebraties with guns
Or we’re all being cloned
So it doesnt matter
That im done
Guess ill have my fun
With my useless compilations
And my youtube obsessions
And my caffiene addictions
Because we’re the sleep deprived
Technology revived
Meme addicted
Individuality restricted
Broken nation
Fucked up generation
5K notes
·
View notes
Photo
I’m fucking crying
Your Daily Dose Of Jonas February 2008 / February 2019
THE JONAS BROTHERS ARE BACK!
63K notes
·
View notes
Text
Harry: *does the bare minimum, literally anything*
Draco, tearing up: fucking superb you funky little twink
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
Thunder Struck
Rating: Teen
Wordcount: 3,920
Read on AO3
Warnings: lots of mentioning of vomit
A/N First fic I’ve uploaded to Tumblr and AO3 oof. Feedback is very much welcomed!
If Richie was going to drag his two best friends anywhere this summer, it was definitely going to be Thunderpark, the shittiest amusement park in the world and the only place Richie feels truly at home. He blends right in, which is saying something considering he mostly wears Hawaiian shirts and checker print. The rides probably haven’t been renovated since the park opened in 1989. All of the workers are clearly college students home for the summer, dazed and stoned while running the Ferris wheel. But fuck, Richie loved it and he just had this feeling that something would happen to him there.
Richie got his mark when he was thirteen. He watched the words wrap around his hip bone in a messy scrawl of tiny letters and he instantly knew that this “soulmate” shit was real.
“DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE PUKE ON ME”
Those were the first words he would hear his soulmate say and if anyone was going to have some nasty upchuck, it would definitely be at Thunderpark. It’s a good thing Richie has a season pass.
———————————————————————————————————-
Keep reading
72 notes
·
View notes
Text
Richie Tozier x Smol! Reader Would Include...
- Richard “Trashmouth” Tozier is a king sized piece of shit. That’s a fact.
- When he was only 15 (ONLY 15!!!) he was 6′2 feet, or 1.88 meters, or 189 centimeters. Take your pick. Oh, by the way, he’s 6′5 now.
- And he makes you SUFFER. Like it’s not hard to be smaller than him. He’s a fucking giant.
- bUT YOU’RE “SMOL”, APPARENTLY, AND HE WON’T LET THAT SHIT GO.
- You bet your ass he does the entire “puts things on the top shelf, holds your books just out of your reach, uses your head as an arm rest” trope.
- “How’s the weather down there?”
- “How about you watch out for that airplane you overgrown mountain.”
- Richie won’t give up teasing. Ever.
- Once he was holding a can of Cola over your head, being a smug jerk.
- So you jumped on him, climbed his shirt, took the Cola, jumped down and gave him the middle finger.
- *Richie.EXE has stopped working*
- *(GIRLFRIEND_BADASS=YES; BRAIN: UNRESPONSIVE;//)*
- *If this is the first time you’ve flustered this Trashmouth, please restart your boyfriend. If you fluster this Trashmouth again, please follow these steps:*
- *Step away. Reevaluate life. Smirk at how dumb he looks.*
- Richie came to eventually.
- According to him: “I have never been more turned on in my life.”
Keep reading
3K notes
·
View notes
Text
Reblog this if there’s a cute boy you really want to kiss rn.
20K notes
·
View notes
Text
jesus: *possibly dying*
callie: *got into a car crash*
mariana: *on stolen adhd pills*
brandon: *lost his scholarship*
jude: *high as fuck in a boat with his boyfriend in the middle of it all*
me: i c o n i c
3K notes
·
View notes
Text
No offense, but I find drarry work that make Draco look like this:

Fucking hilarious because we know, you know and I know that that rich boy that’s never had to work out in his life, let alone move, would at most look like this:

996 notes
·
View notes
Text
Reblog if you like Draco Malfoy because he’s an actual interesting character and not because he’s good-looking…
Just wanna prove a point.
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
yeah okay so there’s all this drarry with the “wrong colour tie not noticing oh shit” but in all honesty it would more likely be the jumpers they mix up. Those are specific to each house, i think, and one little border and logo would be way harder to notice in a hurry. You can also half cover them up with clocks so imagine allt he stressing in class “oh shit i need to find draco” “harry it’s boiling why have you still got your cloak on” just think of all the potential
please someone give me fanrt or fanfic or something i need this
236 notes
·
View notes