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                                                                   MISS LOVE

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💝

SEND A HEART FOR A SPECIFIC KISS.  

Send 💝 for a plationic kiss.

“Well, let me look at you.” The goddess brushed her hands off against her hips, head tilting back to look up at the Leprechaun; he didn’t seem amused but he hardly ever did. She motioned for him to turn and with a roll of his eyes he finally did. “By the norns, do you consume anything besides cigarettes and alcohol? You’re a matchstick!”

“Come, what’s this?” She grabbed his arm, stopping his rotation with his side facing her. “You’ve got a hole in those jeans and have you only walked through mud since I last saw you?” She sighed with a shake of her head, pulling at the lapel of his jacket while he made up some excuse or other. 

She tapped her tongue to the back of her teeth while he rattled on before she tapped his shoulder. That seemed to catch his attention. He glanced at her before looking forward again and bending his knees, dipping low enough to be eyelevel with her. She hooked her fingers under his chin and brought him towards her, giving him a quick kiss; like from an obtrusive aunt and then gave his cheek a hard pat.

“Come on, beanstalk, lets get meat on those bones and those trousers off to be mended.” She told him, leading him through the threshold. 

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💋

SEND A HEART FOR A SPECIFIC KISS. 

Send 💋 for a random kiss.  a static shock kiss.

It was a picturesque fall day in the park. One hand warmed from the crook of his arm. She kicked at fallen leaves in her path, listening to him prattle on about the lack of conflict in the world. He had just gotten to the fault being with ‘men these days’ as a group walked by, their boombox blasting Culture Club.

Friday let out a heavy sigh, moving her hand down to his and turning to step in front of him, head tilted back. She gave him a mocking look, a pout on her lips. She teased him lightly, letting go of his hand to press her hand against his chest.

She was still laughing as she leaned up towards him, lips pursed to find his when she felt the distinct shock of a spark bridge the gap from his lips to hers. It caused her to jump, and let out a louder laugh while slapping his chest. A chuckle on his own lips he grabbed her arm and pulled her back against him, this time his lips finding purchase. 

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wednesday is a square i was way more hip and "with it"!

“Oh, I bet you were totally radical.”

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date a boy who likes your cat

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SEND A HEART FOR A SPECIFIC KISS.

Send ❤️ for a romantic kiss. Send 💝 for a plationic kiss. Send 💞 for a awkward kiss. Send 💓 for a heated kiss. Send 💟 for a delicate kiss. Send 💔 for a interrupted kiss. Send 💘 for a static shock kiss. Send 💗 for a repetitive lip peck kiss. Send 🖤 for a forced/harsh/firm kiss.  Send 💚 for an eskimo kiss. Send 💙 for a spiderman kiss.  Send 💜 for a quick kiss. Send 💛 for an air kiss. Send 💕for good night/morning kiss. Send ❣️ for a kiss to a specific spot. <insert location> Send 💑 for a first kiss.  Send 😍 for a surprise kiss. Send 💋 for a random kiss. <receiver’s choice>

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Meryl Streep in Plenty (1985)

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lunarmcther:

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                   🌙 . :  She can feel it, the power, something that has come from years of being with Wednesday, with Shadow. It’s a soft tingle in the back of her mind, it’s a feeling she’s learned to zone in on, train her body to react to it, to push it to the forefront of her mind in order to stay a few steps ahead. G O D S. She’s tired of Gods, she’s tired of running to protect her son, an early retirement for a treatment she doesn’t want. Eyes move over the goddess and she hums. “Which one are you then?” 

“You can call me Friday, most do nowadays. The old name seems so formal.” The goddess gave a small smile, eyes rolling momentarily. She looked back to the woman across from her, eyes scanning over her features briefly before meeting her gaze, “I believe you know my husband.”

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@trueguesser

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Meryl Streep as Donna Sheridan in Mamma Mia (2008)

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trueguesser:

@lumicide: ya nasty

be glad ur parents still love each other baldr

run along, dear, mama and papa need to make you a baby brother or sister now.

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                                                                      You know what? Bitches get stuff done. 

That's why Catholic schools use nuns as teachers and not priests. Those nuns are mean old clams and they sleep on cots and they're allowed to hit you. And at the end of the school year, you hated those bitches, but you knew the capital of Vermont. So, I'm saying it's not too late! Get on board. 

                                             Bitch is the new black!

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Ian McShane as Mr. Wednesday in American Gods Season 1

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@daevaen cause we’re starting a wine grandma’s club

“I knew that was you I felt coming up the river!” Friday called from her door. She had been there before the woman set foot on her property. She stepped out from the ‘modest’ Regency style mansion and onto it’s small veranda. The winds whipped about as she held her hands out towards the other woman.

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It’s almost 11pm on a Saturday night and I’m knitting while watching the Great British Baking show.

Cause I’m actually Frigg, y’all.