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𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎🥰 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎 #𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 #𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚕 #𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚢 #𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖 #𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 #𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 #𝚜𝚞𝚗 #narure #naturelovers #naturegeography #sunset #sunsetphotography #picoftheday #pic #todaysposts (at Smart City - Gwalior) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cgml87MJc7X/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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starter to @moonycove (muse: cleo)

o nome de evelyn hugo passou na tela da tv anunciando a nova trama de uma das novelas que começariam em breve, ela sorriu orgulhosa de si mesma e cutucou a pessoa que estava atrás de si na fila do fast food, ainda não havia feito o seu pedido, mas era uma das próximas na fila. "aquela sou eu, você viu?" comentou, como se divulgasse o seu trabalho ou soubesse que a mulher havia notado o nome da desconhecida na tela. "prazer, sou evelyn hugo, a protagonista da próxima novela" comentou, como se a mulher quisesse saber quem era ela ou o seu nome, ou mesmo o fato de que ela ia passar em uma novela. mesmo assim, ainda sentia orgulho de si mesma e uma necessidade incessante de mostrar a todos aquele fato.

[himejxshi]

surely some revelation is at hand,        surely the second coming is at hand.

[prayeranoia]

here, have a starter call.

[margaritavilles]

(ravensroleplays, AHIT RP, Specters and Space Aliens Verse) A brown ponytailed little girl with a purple top hat and yellow cape wandered along Dead Bird Studios, holding her umbrella close to her as she searched for any stray Time Pieces that might have ended up in the studio. Large blue eyes warily scanning her surroundings. (Hiiiii, hope you don't mind me sending in a starter!)

" Oi! Young girl! " The scottish bird squawked, trying to get the young intruder's attention. " You're not supposed to be here! " The Conductor yelled, ready to kick out the poor little girl and fine her $10,000 for trespassing.

@ravensroleplays

[luminousglimmer-a]

ミ ✦ ┊ ┊ ﹝ sun ❞ : @wooloosworld

¥ from Sunny bc she is gremlin apparently sobs

Put ¥ in my ask and my muse will rate your muse:

Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 7.5| 8 | 9 | 10 Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 Would they date them: yes | no | maybe Favorite thing about them: uh she's hot and she knows it plus she bakes! Least favorite thing about them: ?????? the vision collection's kinda sus 

[shineguji]

tag  dump  #3

[heartlikegold]

TAG DROP - VERSES.

MAIN VERSES : 

❝     𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚎    .    .    .       ♡       i - side a . / canon  ❝     𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛    .    .    .       ♡       i - side b . / older  ❝     𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠    .    .    .       ♡       ii . / crossover verse  ❝     𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝    .    .    .       ♡       iii .  / vampire verse  ❝     𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘; 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕    .    .    .       ♡       iv .  / metahuman  ❝     𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔    .    .    .       ♡       v . / general horror  ❝     𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞    .    .    .       ♡       vi .  / witch verse  ❝     𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍    .    .    .       ♡       vii .  / apocalypse verse  ❝     𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔    .    .    .       ♡       viii .  / stranger things verse 

ALTERNATE VERSES : 

❝     𝚝𝚒𝚕' 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚍    .    .    .       ♡       au i .  / vampironica  ❝     𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑    .    .    .       ♡       au ii . / goddess!au  ❝     𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍    .    .    .       ♡       au iii . / band au  ❝     𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚋; 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚖    .    .    .       ♡       au iv . / pjo  ❝     𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 / 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 / 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑    .    .    .       ♡       au v .  / teen wolf 

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𝙿𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝙰 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶: 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚄 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝚁𝙽??

𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙸𝚂𝚃𝚂 𝙰𝚂 𝙲𝙰𝚃𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼𝙴

𝙿.𝚂. 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚝. 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝. 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 <3 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛: @𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚜-𝚗-𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎

𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙴 1 𝚃𝙾 4/ 𝙻𝙴𝙵𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃

𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙴 1 (𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚝):

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 (𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜). 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍. 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚐𝚘 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝. 𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎. 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝.

7 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 5 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚟, 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚛𝚟, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗

𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙴 2 (𝙼𝙵 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚝):

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗. 𝙸𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝. 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘. 𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜. (p.s. 𝚒𝚏 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙴 1, 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚝)

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚛𝚟, 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑, 7 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜

𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙴 3 (𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚝):

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚒𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍'𝚟𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚢. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗. 𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔. 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎. 𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢.

𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚛𝚟, 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜, 3 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛

𝙿𝙸𝙻𝙴 4 (𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝙻𝚊𝚌𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚝):

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍. 𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡. 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍. 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎. (𝚙.𝚜. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐.)

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚟, 8 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚔𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚜

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[prongsmuses]

starter to @aceofhevrts (muse: nami)

o marido de evelyn era apenas uma carteira e um visto aos olhos dela, tanto que, por vezes, ela se esquecia que era casada. sua sexualidade ainda era uma coisa que ela tentava esconder, não desgostava de homens, mas também desgostava de mulheres, sabia isso com certeza. o que podia dizer era que saía as escondidas vez ou outra para se encontrar com diversos caras, ou mulheres, longe dos olhos do marido, que trabalhava o dia todo. pode imaginar, por tanto, que seu coração gelou quando avistou a ruiva do outro lado da calçada, a mulher já havia visto evelyn em um de seus encontros escondidos. o encontro foi silencioso pelo lado de evelyn, apenas sorriu quando encontrou com a mulher.

[takeyourpillsbitchh]

𝚒 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚗. 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗����𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚣𝚎. 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠. 𝚒 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚏𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢. 𝚒 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎.

𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎.

[sensualnoiree]

Astrology Observations: Sun & Moon Aspecting

The Sun and Moon, like the interplay of soul and spirit, bring forth a dance of health and vitality, a delicate balance between yin and yang, mother and father energies. In this cosmic symphony, we find the conscious will vying for dominance over emotions, or emotions reigning over the world. Here are some of my observations on what themes to look out for when these energies are aspecting each other!

🌙 𝚁𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕, 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝, 𝚢𝚒𝚗, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚜.

🌞 𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝, 𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜.

🌙 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚢𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎.

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚢, 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚋𝚋 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢.

🌞 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚢𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚝 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚎𝚐𝚘.

🌙 𝙸𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎, 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐.

🌞 𝚃𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚝𝚑, 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎, 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚢.

🌙 𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗, 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎.

𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠 𝚀𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜:

𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜.

𝙰𝚗 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎.

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜.

𝙷𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚝.

𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜.

𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.

𝙳𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜.

𝙰𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜:

𝙶𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚂𝚘𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚞𝚗𝚊, 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚜.

𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛-𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙸𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊-𝙳𝚞𝚖𝚞𝚣𝚒, 𝙸𝚜𝚑𝚝𝚊𝚛-𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚞𝚣, 𝙶𝚊𝚒𝚊-𝙾𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜.

𝙶𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚅𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊, 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.

𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜:

𝚂𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜.

𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛-𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚖𝚊𝚗-𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗.

𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜.

𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚢.

𝙻𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚁𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚢:

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗'𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚗-𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙽𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚎.

𝙳𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝙴𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚜:

𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗'𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗, 𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗'𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚗.

𝙳𝚢𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚢𝚌𝚕𝚎: 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗, 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛.

𝙵𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍𝚜, 𝚊𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚒𝚗-𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚜.

𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎:

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚢, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 ��𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚗, 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚢𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠.

𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚈𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚐:

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎 (𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚗) 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 (𝚂𝚞𝚗) 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.

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[dentiststoothfairy]

Hello, here is the anon who asked about the type!! First, it was a coincidence, that i just saw that on my dashboard, lmao. Second, NORTNAIB IS VERY GOOD! I'm a multishipper and this is one of my faves!!

Third, if you really don't mind asking, then what could be the ideal type for Eli, Norton, Aesop, Alice and Orpheus? It's always fun thinking about who they would like, hehe

𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙷𝙾𝙷𝙾𝙾𝙾!! 𝙰 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚏𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙴𝙽𝙰𝙽 (𝙴𝚕𝚒, 𝙽𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚗, 𝙰𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚋? 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚣)

𝙴𝚕𝚒 -

𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 / 𝚋𝚘𝚢. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛. 𝙱𝚞𝚝, 𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚠𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝙶𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚎. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎.

𝙽𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚗 -

𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙽𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙽𝚊𝚒𝚋.

𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙽𝚊𝚒𝚋 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚢 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎.

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚈/𝙽? 𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚙𝚒𝚡𝚒𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢.

𝙰𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚙 -

𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚙 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚎. 𝙸 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝙰𝙴𝚂𝙾𝙿 𝚇 𝚂𝚄𝙽 𝚂/𝙾 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢, 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚞𝚗, 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘. 𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝? 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎. 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚡 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚡 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗, 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍.

𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 -

𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚝.

𝙾𝚛𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚞𝚜-

𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚏𝚘𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝙷𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔. 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚗! 𝙷𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎'𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝, 𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢, 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝.

[margaritavilles]

“You should have known I have terrible taste... ” - Sonic to uh .. anyone princess daisy , taken from something I reblogged.

"Hm? That's not the nicest thing to say about yourself, Sonic. What makes you say that?"

[hiwofumi]

𝚊 𝚞 𝚐 𝚞 𝚜 𝚝

Summer love with the Sano boys. Izana’s ver.

For context, the Sanos own a beach house. It’s the same setting for each boy, but on different occasions.

18+ ⭒ MDNI ⭒ 1.7k words

starring ⭒ Manila Arc Izana ⭒ AFAB Reader

tags ⭒ Fluff and smut ⭒ Reader is a bikini wearer ⭒ Whipped Izana ⭒ Public sex ⭒ Finger sucking (Izana does it) ⭒ Ice play ⭒ Face-sitting ⭒ Cowgirl ⭒ His hair is tied

note ⭒ Final entry for @fueledbysano’s Sano Collab! ⭒ Big thank you to the kind @muchoccino for beta reading! Giving you the biggest squeeze ♡

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versions ⭒ Shinichiro’s ver.⠀Mikey’s ver.

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗

𝚆𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗’ 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚝

You lace your fingers over your stomach, fidgeting demurely. “Is this really necessary?”

Your feet are flat on the sand as you stand in front of a lounging Izana, his body laying sideways on a picnic blanket, his head propped up on one elbow. He eyes you with an eagerness subdued by a lax expression. “Yes. You’ve been keeping it from me too long. I think I deserve a show.”

As if to agree, the wind blows the lower end of your short beach kimono up, granting him a brief look at the garment underneath. You catch his eyes glimmer in excitement, a pair of amethysts under the morning sun.

Before you found yourselves a spot along the shore, you were alone in his room, admiring yourself in a fine bikini you chose with him at the mall. When you first picked it up, you held it against your figure, and he scanned you from head to toe, then he smirked, shooting you a thumbs up. He surprised you at the counter when he purchased it himself. He also surprised you when he insisted in the following days that you present yourself in it before you went to the beach.

“No,” you said for the nth time with a lilt of amusement. After you’ve starved him for days, he was prepared to feast when you walked out of his room this morning.

But to his utter disappointment, what he saw upon whipping his head was another layer of concealment—one he wouldn’t deny looked ravishing on you, but was so . . . hindering.

He decided, then, that it would be the last time the sparkle of anticipation in his eyes faltered.

He waits in front of you now, his hair in a high ponytail which exhibits his clean undercut. His fringe is left at the front, veiling his forehead. His earrings dangle from both ears. He wears only a pair of tropical-patterned swimming trunks, his chest tan without having to bask in the sun.

He flaps his hand impatiently, beckoning you to continue. “Go on,”

At this point, you’re inclined to admire his dedication to this. You think to yourself, Maybe I have been teasing him for too long.

So you put it to an end. You take a deep breath, and with your eyes holding him, you tug on the string securing your robe. When you shed it off, your skin sparkles under the sun, and you reveal to him your golden body kissed by a pretty two-piece.

Here is your moment of truth: his eyes double in size, and his mouth hangs open. You can’t hear it, but you can tell from his lip movement that he mouths, “Holy shit,”

He shifts to a cross-legged sitting position. He seems to have forgotten how to close his mouth, shaping it into a smile you’re grateful to see. It thrusts a boldness into you: you cross one leg over the other, jut your hip out slightly, then put your hand on your hip. The wind, seemingly in favor of you this time, blows your hair back, painting the full image of a beach goddess.

You laugh sheepishly, aware of the risk that you look ridiculous. But you genuinely enjoy yourself, and the prolonging might not have been for naught, after all. “Here’s your show. What do you think?”

His dominance, his cool, and his words—they all seem to have evaporated in the heat.

He bats his eyes, seemingly his last resort to revert to reason. “You’re perfect.”

You grin wider, then you prance forward and tackle him, knocking the air out of his lungs as you fall skin-to-skin.

✱

You’ve mellowed since then. You lie next to each other, you on your stomach, him on folded arms under his head. The sky is a strong, clear blue, a strange but welcome drape over his purple eyes. Your head is dipped into a book, hence your lack of attention for the last three ice cubes he’s tossed into his mouth. They came from a cooler of beers he carried along when you left the house to lie in the sand.

His head lolls to your side. He watches your side profile, starting from the curl of your lashes, ending in the balls of your feet. He knows this sight well. You read like this often; when you laze at the park in the afternoon or wait for him to wake up in the morning. He would be well-rested after a long night of lovemaking, finding you naked and partially covered in sheets, a book on your pillow.

He might have grown attached to this image of you. His stomach warms the longer he admires.

He likes the point where your back arches, starting at your ribs and moving upward. He thinks about what you would look like on top of him, here and now, rolling your hips with the call of his name. He gulps the last of his melted ice down before the thought parches him. When your eyes flick to him, he considers taking another cube from the cooler.

“Yes?” you smile faintly, having felt the intensity of his stare. You reach for his face and stroke the corner of his lip with your thumb. The pattern of his breath changes, you note from how it fans your skin, but his face remains unswayed.

With a slight turn of his head, he takes your thumb into his mouth. You jump at the sudden prickle of wet and cool. “Why’s your mouth so cold?”

“I’ve been eating ice cubes,” he confesses, his tongue hitting the pad of your thumb as he speaks.

“Why have you been eating ice cubes?” you tip your head in question.

“Because,” his eyes trail to the picnic blanket, “you’re hot.”

He meets your eyes again to await a reaction. You blink, then you turn your head away from him and snort. “Please,” you say amusedly.

You close your book with your vacant hand and push it aside, drawing all your attention to him. His tongue continues to swirl around your thumb, indulging in your taste. “How’s it feel?”

“Cold,” you tell him. “I like it.”

He pulls back, leaving your thumb coated in spit. “Would you like it if you felt it elsewhere?”

His hand glides over the back of your thigh, tucking in-between. He rubs your sensitivity delicately. Heat sparks in your nerves.

“Is that what you’ve been thinking about?” you manage to utter in response.

“This whole time.” he affirms. “You’ve just been so . . . fuck,”

You carefully move up from your spot. “Ran out of words?” his eyes follow as your knees straddle his head, your groin above his face. “That’s okay. You won’t be needing any.”

He hastens to tug your bikini down, clasping your hips to pull you toward him. When his cool tongue meets your slick cunt, you cry.

You rock against his mouth, the cold accompanied by his warm breath, making for a wakeful sensation that drives you to curl your fist in his hair. His tongue flicks your throbbing clit, flattens over your fluttering lips, and you mewl as you roll harsher, tingles shooting down your legs and up your stomach. “Izana,” you gasp when his hands move to your ass and squeeze.

He relishes the sweetness, the dripping honey he takes into his tongue. His gaze falls to your arched neck, to your gaping mouth where noises tumble relentlessly. You bow your head to see him, admiring how your fingers pull his fringe backward and unmask his forehead, where thin sweat sheens. It glistens like his mesmeric eyes, like his pillow-soft lips as they press zealously against your cunt.

His lips pucker over your slit, then they trail up to your clit, sucking in hard patterns. Your knees draw toward each other until they press his temples, your thighs clenching as the heat intensifies. Your vacant hand joins the one in his hair, tugging off the tie that holds it together; the more you rock above him and rake your fingers through, the more his wavy strands spread across the blanket. Your nails mark his scalp in fervor, messing his hair even more.

Your eagerness swells, and you bounce as you roll over his tongue. You stain the edges of his mouth with the fluid you leak for him, his nose meeting your pubic mound. He says in his muffled voice, “’M hard,” and although your mind spins in circles, you comprehend it.

You slow down, and your hand loosens from his hair. “Let me,” you tell him, your chest heaving.

He lets go of your ass, then you crawl backward, aligning yourself to his groin. You eye the tent centering his trunks, and without hesitance, you pull the garter down. His erection has a tiny drop at the tip, and you run your thumb over it, spreading it down his cock. “Fuck,” he curses, moaning with the movement of your hand before you position your entrance above his tip. You lower yourself carefully, shivering with him as you do.

You pause to take in his size, eyeing each other with panting mouths. “You’re so hot,” he exhales. “I could come just by looking at you.”

A smirk suits your face, and your palms flatten on his stomach. “Fill me,” you say as you grind on him. You moan the further he stretches your cunt, exhaling with length when he presses your sweet spot. “Oh,” you breathe sharply. “Fuck. That’s it.”

He grunts, clutching your hips again, adding force to every rock of your hips down his cock. While your skin makes harsh contact, your fluid stains his balls and inner thighs. He hears the sound of slapping even amidst the waves; it has him losing touch with his sanity, adding weight to his falling eyelids.

“Izana,” you cry above him, “you fuck me so good.”

Your bodies strain to the point of shivering, and your rapid pace spills vowels out of his mouth. Your cunt clenches around his throbbing cock, and you lose your fiery rhythm amidst the rush to orgasm. His stomach is hot, his chest fluttering.

“Come inside me,” you whine. With a loud groan, he releases, filling you on the inside.

You slow down on top of him before stopping altogether. You rest your weight on him, and he embraces you as you pant heavily. You feel his chest expand and contract against yours.

His palm glides over your back, soothing you with each stroke. “You’re the loveliest.”

You smile over the crook of his neck, nuzzling his skin affectionately. “Thank you. Let’s have some beer.”

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