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as stated on my pok blog, my single muse blogs are going to be combined with my multi over the coming days. i just don’t have the time or spare braincells to maintain three whole ass blogs <33

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I am four episodes behind 🤡

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I just went for a 5:30am swim that good old Dopamine hit, and my old swim coach told me that I still looked as effortless as ever 😭😭

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Shows up on her doorstep at 3am wearing crocs.

"You could have at least put them in race mode."

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“Kaiju”

Inktober Day 14 - Tick

-Tock. From Peter Pan.

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the way every reply i do on pieck is butchered <3

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You missed breakfast.          She always missed breakfast, it was long before this encounter that Pieck had decided to completely take that choice of meal off of her table. Missed breakfast. Missed dinner. Missed lunch. Missed it. Missed it. Sleep through your life and maybe the horrors will subside.   “Oh? I hadn’t noticed.”    Her voice was warm and velvety and full of lies, freshly woken from a sleep that spanned what she was sure was more than a day. Yet all he mentioned was breakfast. There were many reasons the jaw held such a place next to her heart, more than she’d count on her two hands, but the subtle kindness and warmth she seldom saw was one of the largest. The softness, she had always wondered, that may have been just for her. 

“You didn’t have to get me food, Pok.”    eyes rubbed with the heel of her palm, the wafting scent of the food drove her closer to the tray. To him. Her stomach roared, how long had it been?  Months? Food didn’t matter in the confines of the cart. But when she got out... Pieck shuffles, opens the space on her bed beside her for him. “Have you eaten yet?”

door     nudged     open​     with     toe     of     heavy     boot       .          𝑗𝑎𝑤     𝑖𝑛𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑟      uses     hip     to     push     it     open     further       ,       grimace     at      ᵃᵗᵗᵉᵐᵖᵗ     ᵗᵒ     ᵇᵃˡᵃᶰᶜᵉ      tray     of     food     in     arms       .          𝐭𝐡𝐞     𝐰𝐚𝐫     𝐢𝐬     𝐰𝐨𝐧       ;           the      r͟e͟s͟t͟     is     well     deserved     if     you     asked     him       .          tray     is     set      𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗      on     the     small     table     by     the     window       ,       gaze     shifting     to     where     @dehducer​     lay      𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑑      on     bed       .

                   ❛❛❛         you     missed     breakfast       ,       figured     you     were      𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢      by     now       .       ❜❜❜

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𝐏𝐑𝐎��𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.

okay so i got like, three books delivered this week, and in anticipation i reread another book that i had, and lads, let me tell ye, it was like quicksand. so now i have a list, some from my head, many from my wonderful friends’ heads, of prompts that basically made us all very soft or very “pleasantly scandalized rich lady from the sixties who just found out a juicy bit of goss about the new neighbor”. i hope ye like them! (DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST. I WILL MAKE A PART TWO. AND THREE. AND FOUR. MANY MANY PARTS. EVENTUALLY. )

[ HAIR ]:          sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)

[ CLOSE ]:          while standing remarkably close to one another, the sender is unable to stop themselves from running their gaze across the receiver’s body, lingering for a moment on their lips, before returning to initiate prolonged, intense eye contact.

[ CHIN ]:          as they stand close to one another, the sender hooks a finger and tenderly lifts the receiver’s chin, tilting it up so that they can look at one another, and running a thumb across their skin lightly.

[ THUMB ]:          while cupping the receiver’s cheek in their hand, the sender slowly glides their thumb across their cheekbone in a tender, sweeping caress.

[ WOUND ]:          upon noticing a recent injury on the receiver’s person, the sender carefully moves closer, running a thumb (or hand) across the wound in a gentle, troubled manner.

[ INHALE ]:          while standing in very close quarters to the receiver, the sender shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another.

[ DANCE ]:          when alone together (e.g. the bedroom, the kitchen, literally anywhere once they’re alone) the sender takes the receiver’s hand, and pulls them into a graceful yet intimate dance as a spontaneous act.

[ BARE ]:          as they get undressed, the sender gently places a soft, tender kiss against the receiver’s bare shoulder.

[ SCAR ]:          noticing a scar on the receiver’s skin, the sender tentatively stops them from covering it up, and rests a gentle, soft kiss over it.

[ FOREHEAD ]:          placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.

[ PALM ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender brings it to their mouth, and places a tender kiss against the receiver’s palm.

[ LINGER ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender lifts it to their lips, and gently kisses their knuckles, lingering for a moment before withdrawing.

[ BEHIND ]:         upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them.

[ WAIT ]:          realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure.

[ ARM ]:          after holding their hand, the sender releases the receiver, but slowly glides their hand up the full length of their arm, lingering on the upper arm, then the shoulder, then resting their touch against the side of their neck.

[ HOLD ]:          while close to the receiver, the sender wordlessly takes a hold of their hand, for no other purpose than to be holding it.

[ PLAY ]:          while sitting together, the sender absently lifts the receiver’s hand, idly running their fingertips across the lines of their palms, mapping out every inch of their hand with slow, lazy touches.

[ GUIDE ]:          in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back

[ TOUCH ]:          while touching the receiver’s waist, the sender’s hand briefly dips beneath the hem of their shirt, skimming briefly across the bare skin of their waist.

[ CUP ]:           bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face.

[ TUG ]:          the sender tugs the receiver close against them by resting a hand against the small of their back, pulling them flush against their body.

[ HUSH ]:          while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.

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🐊

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Concept: ur muse carrying pieck like a backpack

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I don't know you.... but I take all the Pieck I can get :')

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I wanna make the previous cart titan some sexy npc realness in pieck’s life

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It’s the cart titan

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Thinking about the fucking eternal regret pieck suffers about not just pulling the trigger on Eren!!

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No thots, head empty, just tiny pikku

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Carrie (1976; Brian De Palma)

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thanks tumblr u pos <3