#PLUUUUU--

[apocalyptic-dancehall]

> just a little bit shrimpy, no?

[bhaalsdeepbat]

And like re: accidental dhampir bhaalspawn baby with Spawnstarion

If it was a situation where suddenly you had baby in hand, bc sometimes that just...happens. you can't just give it to someone else bc you're giving them a possible ticking time bomb. So literally the step above killing the child is being raised by the worst possible parents in all of Faerun.

That's all I am saying.

[transingthoseformers]

So, Rodimus, you're making sense here and it seems like you guys might've found what you were questing for. But dear Primus does that take so much of the whimsy and symbolism and raw meaning out of it.

[fictional-at-heart]

Someone is ready for her annual Indiana Jones rewatch

And her name starts with M and rhymes with Isaiah

[sorrowfulrosebud]

I know damn well for a fact that Bakugou is deeply frightened of contortionists and double jointed ppl (me). Imagine a reader who’s a total cunt about it 😈😈

The UA’s first years talent show was a complete hit, and being the shy creature you were, you offered to work behind the scenes with Kirishima and the others. It was a total success, with rapturous applause and cheers. However, due to your shy nature, it wasn’t until you had snuck off to the haunted house team that someone had noticed you had gone.

SFX had always been a nifty little hobby of yours; hours spent in front of your bedroom mirror deftly applying latex and fake blood proved to be very useful during Halloween parties, and even day to day practice. That and the fact that you were a practicing contortionist made Shinsou and the other members of Class 1-B sought you out.

“Pleaseeeeeee Kachaan!! The haunted house sounds like so much funnnn!” Kaminari whined, pulling on Bakugou’s shirt. Katsuki knocked his hand away with crackling hands.

“No fuckin’ way, spark plug! It’s a fucking waste of time,” he yelled back. Kaminari glared at him before his face shifted into one of a playful foxes.

“Oooooooh? Is the mighty Kachaan of the Bakugou’s a (dare I say) PUSSY?!” Kaminari exclaimed, emphasising the last word. Katsuki smacked the back of his head in irritation. Carmine eyes glared daggers into the other blond’s skull as Sero slung his arm around his friend’s shoulders.

“Pluuuuus, I heard resident cutie (Y/N) volunteered to be a scare actor. She’s so shy, so it’s difficult to imagine. I bet she looks adorable, like a cute lil zombie who didn’t quite turn,” Sero purred, sleazy grin already applied. Katsuki contemplated before grunting in annoyance.

“Shut the fuck up, elbows and dunce face! Damnit, can’t believe I’m gonna fucking do this,” he grumbled, shoving his hands in his pockets and stomping to the grounds.

After paying for the tickets for all three of his friends (“I’m sorry Bakubro, my wallet is in my other trousers!”), the trio made their way through the house.

Shinso and the others popped out, managing to scare Denki and Hanta with ease. Denki let out the occasional scream and bolt of lightening, causing Bakugou and Sero to smack the back of his head.

The overall ambiance was something Bakugou wasn’t impressed with; cheap lights, a shitty background soundtrack and the few odd jumpscares from his underlings. He would rather slit his throat than admit it, but he was looking forward to seeing you. You had a natural talent for scaring people; being shy and quiet made it easy to sneak up on your friends, intentional or not. So he was intrigued to see how you would pull out the stops.

The final room was cast in a deep purple glow with a large box in the middle. A metal handle was attached to the side of said box, completely still.

Bakugou rolled his eyes and tried for the exit, only to widen his eyes at the locked door.

“T-this isn’t funny man! Open the door!” Denki begged, being scared too much today.

“I’m fucking trying! Stupid thing is jammed!” He grunted in effort. Just then, a creepy song started to play from the music box. The tune of “Pop goes the weasel” filtered through the air as the boys watched in slight alarm.

The music stopped just before the chorus of the song. A slight creak came from the box. A blackened foot crept out, it’s pair soon following.

Your legs tangled themselves out of the box with grace before you manipulated them in different knots and pretzels. Your head snapped to the boys, letting out a terrifying screech as you crab-walked to them with dizzying speed.

A loud scream was let out, but it was not from Denki or Sero. It was from the blonde who was trembling and sparking his fists. Denki had jumped into Sero’s arms as the two controlled their hyperventilating.

You stared at the lads before cackling your ass off.

“OH MY GOD, WAS THAT YOU BAKUGOU?!?” You couldn’t believe it! The stoic faced blond who had stared death in the face more times than a 16 year old should, was afraid of a little gymnastics routine. Bakugou calmed himself down, steeling his nerves before glaring at you with the intensity of a thousand suns.

“Not. A. Fucking. Word. To. ANYONE. Understand?” He hissed through gritted teeth. He couldn’t believe his crush was able to scare him so badly, just by walking on your legs and back weirdly.

Your laughter subsided as you looked at him properly. For some reason, you felt at ease. You rearranged your limbs so you were standing properly. Your newly confident nature gave you the extra push.

“I’ll tell you what. To apologise for scaring you so bad, I’ll take you to that spicy mapo tofu place. Say, Saturday at 1?” You tilted your head, makeup still unnerving your crush.

“Tch, fine. But you’re paying,” he agreed, completely forgetting about his entourage who were staring at him wide-eyed.

You nodded and smiled widely, false fangs glinting in the purple light. You went back to the box, placing yourself in with ease. The door behind the boys clicked, leaving them to tumble themselves out and blink into the sun. It was silent for a whole 15 seconds before Denki opened his mouth.

“OH MY GOD, KACHAAN HAS A DATE!” Denki yelled before Bakugou slapped a hand over his mouth.

“Not a fucking word about today. Understand me sparky?” He hissed. Denki nodded in intimidation.

“Good, now piss off. I need to go get something,” he muttered, pushing past his friends with his phone in his hand.

Boneless Banquet 🥨

Pay for dessert and promise to never do that shit again, and I’ll pay for the next meal

[drowthelynes]

Woot woot finally yeeting our @zukkanovels piece on the socials (yes I had this in my drafts forever bc post deadline haze I Went Completely Blank Booboo Fool)

This was my first time in the zine and it was so Gud Soupe ✨✨✨

'I Gacha Back' - written and illustrated by yours twuly, betaed by @witchwhonevergottheletter MY LOVELY 💕💕💖💖

pluuuuus many more (and no spoilers but like, read in order, iykyk) excellent fics and art and concept! Real heartwarming stuff, all this bringing your AU to the table like a potluck shenanigans. So fun. Download the pdf here! (do it or Else.... /lh)

[svnflowerkae]

I really really reallyyyyy find the Misty Invitation of Xavier so hot (I saw them all minus Rafayel and I'm going crazy I need to see my baby boy). I love how everything plays on the senses and how they play a very big part in the pleasure. I'm going to write something about this both for Rafayel and Xavier (and I think I could use the cards scene + add the love making one).

Pluuuuus I think Xavier is really growing on me and the more I play with him the more I think he's such a puppy (but the way he pins down us/MC on the bed....so hot) !

[wisteriasymphony]

I made some silly little LoveyWalker/FauxDovey Valentines!

pluuuuus a quick one of a LoveyBug-ified Bugbite under the cut, if you want to see her :)

[wreckrinho]

Hey! I allowed asks, If you guys want to ask anything about my Roleswap tawog au or something like that, it's open ;³

Pluuuuus I made a sketch of Gumball :D

A simple one

[kitten-huggles]

Meee~~~ Night time gaming picnic in my room~~ with my paci and Dashie pluuuuus~~ watching MLP~~

[the-halls-of-hatchetfield-high]

Hey, Richie, what’s your opinion on Pete and Steph’s relationship? (Sorry I couldn’t come up with anything interesting, I’m like, half asleep lmao)

hey there friend (＾▽＾)

pete and steph, hey?

i'm happy for him, really, i mean, not all of us nerds get a higher calling in the form of the mayor's hot kid so i'm glad he didn't chicken out and eveeeeentually made his move

they're cute together and all, and i'm glad she makes him happy.

pluuuuus, she LIKES how nerdy he is which is cool because he constantly tries to pretend being a nerd is a bad thing, no matter how much i try to tell him to embrace it

i wish i had something like that sometimes though...he's one lucky son of a bitch

// please don't apologise! any and all asks are very welcome! they make me so so happy <333 //

[envihellbender]

Golden Deer boys’ turn to be yandere pluuuuus the princes from Engage? (Alfred, Diamant, Alcryst and Fogado) :3c

Fire Emblem: Yandere

(Male, Golden Deer House & Engage Princes x GN Reader)

Content: stalking, abuse, feedee/feeder

Golden Deer

Claude:

Claude keeps tabs on from the moment he first meets you. As soon as you’re enrolled in the Officer’s Academy he’s got his sources and agents finding out everything they can about you. You don’t notice at first, and Claude seems nice enough. Sure he seems to show up everywhere but he’s the sociable kind, right? So when he’s always joining you on the dining hall, in the training yard, and always hanging around the market place you never really think about it.

It starts to get weird when you realise just how much he knows. He knows facts about your family life you’ve never told him, he lets out facts about your past you’ve never told anyone in the Officer’s Academy. You assume he just does this to everyone he knows, he’s a lot more cautious and thorough than people realise. It’s the small things that results in you starting to see what’s happening. He brings you a pastry after you went to the bakers that morning to find they had none left, the bakery was empty, and you got up absurdly early. He replaced your bow string before you could tell anyone it had snapped. You don’t know how to feel, sure these things show he cares but… you can feel him watching you constantly.

It gets worse when he becomes the head of the alliance. He offers you a very lucrative and powerful position in Riegan territory, and as twenty year old from a fairly typical merchant family you can hardly turn it down. When you get to his estate however, you realise the true cost of accepting the role. Claude keeps a tight grip on you, he trusts your word and opinions but only within the walls of his home. You are no longer allowed to leave, Claude wants to make sure he can access you at any time and that no one can hurt you. You have servants to bathe you, dress you, feed you, and give you everything else you could possibly need. Claude needs to know everything you do, and the few times you try to escape or evade his eyes… well, you still have the scars.

Ignatz:

Ignatz seems nice enough, a very polite young man who you see quite often. He’s always say in your eye-line with a sketchbook, always stealing glances at you. It takes you a while to realise, at first you justify it by saying he must paint everyone he sees or maybe he’s painting the building. It’s an impressive monastery and it is always in different places. However, when you spot his paints you notice the specific colour he has, the exact shades of your hair and eyes. You take a deep breath and ask what he’s painting a handful of times, he always stammers and blushes and doesn’t give you a straight answer.

You feel anxious being constantly watched and studied by Ignatz’s gaze, even if he isn’t constantly painting you he is constantly watching. Eventually after staying late in the library, you see he has fallen asleep with his sketchbook to the side as he was studying battle formations for class. As quietly as possible you take the sketchbook and flick through it, you find your chest tightens and you can barely breathe as flick through and see picture after picture after picture of you. Of you in the library, the dining area, the garden, the training yard… and then finally it gets worse. There are paintings of you asleep in your bed.

You try to tell yourself that doesn’t mean he is breaking into your room. Maybe he just used the other pictures of you as a reference, you think. You try locking your door but you notice as you wake up the door has been unlocked, you sigh in irritation as you remember Ignatz’s picklocking skill. One night, you stay up in bed pretending to be asleep, and you hear the clicking of the lock pick in the door. You wait until he settles and lights a candle, you see his hand move quickly over his sketchbook. Your eyes snap open and you stand up to see him looking at you in shock. You expect him to try to defend himself, maybe run from the room… instead he delicately places the sketchbook on your desk, he stands up, and before you can scream at him to get out he places a potion soaked rag against your mouth.

Lorenz:

When you first meet Lorenz is, simply put, an arsehole. He seems convinced that since you are a ‘commoner’ it is his duty to protect you. At first it begins with things such as taking hits from bandits for you, which as an archer is hardly a problem. However, it starts to go further. He begins criticising your sparring partners by saying you’ll be hurt, and eventually intervened to ensure no one who didn’t match his specifications would be willing to train with you. You yell at him, but it doesn’t make him stop. In the final argument he calls you an uncivilised beast who doesn’t know how to converse with a noble. You hope that’s the end of it.

Lorenz stops trying to interfere with your training after you take the matter up with Claude. Unfortunately however, he has a new mission - he is determined to spend as much time with you as possible. He invites you to tea party after tea party, and when you can’t avoid them he spends them as etiquette lessons. He tells you that no noble would ever marry you unless you gain some manners. That sends a chill up your spine, why would he say that?

When you are forced to leave the Officer’s Academy you are greeted with an ostentatious horse and carriage with Lorenz waiting for you. He grabs your arm and pulls you in without a word, you can’t say goodbye to your friends. He doesn’t even take your belongings saying he will by you much finer things than that. You beg him to let you leave, he simply laughs. When you first get to his estate you can’t leave your bedroom, he says you cannot lay with him until you’re married. It’s a relief that he is giving you your space, but you are terrified for what he has planned. You can’t remove the ring he fuses to your finger, it burns to the touch.

Raphael:

The day Raphael discovers what a good cook you are is the day you catch his eye. He is so delighted when it’s your turn on kitchen duty, it makes you smile to see him enjoy your food so much. You sit across from him and ask him what his favourites are, you always make sure to cook him extra portions and you revel in seeing his eyes light up when you bring him a few extra boxes to take away.

You start to notice Raphael’s gut is growing, he’s getting bigger and bigger as the weeks pass. The signs are small, the buttons pop on his shirt, his belly pours out underneath it and his trousers no longer fasten. It starts to be alarmingly obvious when he manages to break the bench with his plentiful, adipose ridden arse. It splinters beneath him and his behind hits the cold floor. He only complains when he discovers he can’t reach the plates on the over side of the table. You run over to help him, lifting up the plates to his mouth so he can shove his face into them like they’re a trough.

As he gets bigger and bigger he starts to get more and more demanding. He insists you feed him everyday, and rub his gut afterwards. He summons you to his quarters with your food and you find yourself unable to deny him. You start to get frightened when he insists you stay with him constantly, feeding him, bathing him, and curling up to sleep on his belly. You are now far too gone to defy him, you need him as much as he needs you to fill his stomach.

Engage

Alfred:

Alfred is immediately far too much. He hugs and cuddles up to you almost constantly, demanding your attention from everyone else and sulks when you don’t focus on him enough. It starts of as a cute little quirk, but soon it spirals. You can no longer speak to friends without him present.

He doesn’t seem to understand your boundaries, he will cuddle and pick you up suddenly when you ask him to stop. He’ll grab your hand tightly and kiss your cheek when you’re in the middle of a task like training or speaking to someone. He doesn’t like you to go anywhere without him, you can’t have a moment without him right there by your side.

He doesn’t trust you to leave the Palace once you’re engaged, you can’t go to the marketplace without an armed guard even though you are quite capable of handling yourself. Even with this unnecessary measure when you return home he is red eyed with nails bitten down to finger. He can’t stand to be apart from you, he delivers your breakfast in bed personally so you don’t interact with too many servants, and he insists on supervising your baths.

Diamant:

Diamant doesn’t show his affection very easily, he shows it in how protective he is of you and that’s when he starts to get terrifying. It starts small, a scowl and a sharp word to the merchant who is trying to rip you off or someone who doesn’t use the correct manners when speaking to you. You tell him it’s unnecessary but he just frowns and stays silent.

It starts getting worse, you don’t quite notice at first but when you’re married and living at the palace it’s even clearer. The servants avoid your gaze, and wince when you try to speak to them. You overhear a maid talking about the strict orders not to speak to or even touch unnecessarily the new spouse of Diamant. You try to speak to him about it but he dismisses it as idle gossip about how protective he is. Then you notice the stable boy who you had grown fond of no longer chats to you as you retrieve your favoured mare. He has a bruise on his eye so serious he can barely open it.

No matter what you say to Diamant he doesn’t listen, he starts grabbing into your arm far too tightly when you’re out in public. You start to worry he may raise his hand to you, but you don’t truly become terrified of him until the day one of your old friend’s visits the palace. It’s refreshing to have someone who isn’t scared to look you in the eye and show you affection. You chat for hours and hours. You’re sad when he leaves and await his letter saying it arrived home safely, it never comes. Instead there’s a report of how his body was found on the road leaving the city. There’s no evidence of what happened but you know, and you never invite a friend to the palace again.

Alcryst:

Alcryst was anxious about you from the beginning, he never understood why you chose him as the recipient for your affections and he was convinced you would he taken from him. He wanted to know where you were at all time, determined to keep you safe, whenever he perceived a danger he dove in front of it saying he would die for you if he had to. You tried to be patient, you stroked his hair and smiled saying everything was fine when he did this whilst you were sparring with his brother. He clung to your waist and scowled at Diamant.

He begins to calm down as your relationship progresses, he no longer constantly apologises and begs you not to leave him. He does however not drop the habit of being your shadow, he enjoys being around you and being the target of your affection far too much. If you don’t give him enough of it he starts to slip into old habits. He still worries about you being out of the palace, there are so many bandits out on the streets and he wants to make sure he can keep you safe or sacrifice himself for you.

You’re delighted when he proposes to you, and you hope it soothes his anxieties… but quite the opposite. As the consort to the prince he now expects you to stay home as much as possible. He can handle any duties required for the outside and you are given two retainers who are to stay by your side at all times. Whenever you complain about how he’s slowly taking away your freedom he panics, convinced you’re about to leave him. You learn you can’t have a happy, content husband, and voice your concerns. You learn to live with the world that grows smaller every day,

Fogado:

No one expects the carefree, happy-go-lucky Prince to be quite so possessive. If anything you expected the opposite, for him to be off on so many trips and at so many parties that you never see him. He still goes on them, but he always expects you to be stuck to his side. He insists you always stay next to him, at parties he wants to introduce you to everyone not for you to mingle alone. It’s small things at first, you dismiss it as his simple worries, until it escalates.

He starts to get irritable whenever you speak to anyone new, anyone who he couldn’t vouch for. He said that it was dangerous being so kind and open with strangers. One evening at a party, a man asks you to dance, you politely decline and the man begins to get forceful. Fogado arrives to rescue you and insist the man is thrown from the building. You cling to him gratefully, you try not to wonder why the man was slipped some coin when he is escorted from the room. At every get together from then on Fogado clings to you reminding you of that one man even when it’s been so long you can’t even remember his face.

You begin to notice a pattern, when you start to get more confident around strangers again - you’re mugged in the marketplace. Fogado is a great comfort who hunts down the perpetrator. When you find yourself able to leave the palace again, bandits attack your carriage. The fifth time it happens you notice one of the attackers masks slips, the bandits are the same ones Fogado had killed the previous time. When you confront him he is offended, he can’t believe you think he’d put you at risk. He speaks of how you’re clearly too vulnerable and at risk to be leaving the palace at all. You start to doubt your own memories, maybe he’s right, you think.

[crownleys]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you for the tag @evilbunnyking! I super appreciate it, and I LOVED your wip with Tobi and Adam! Continuing on the theme of Miss Roberta Marks this evening, Here's some sketches I did of college-age Kira and Bobby while I was figuring out how I wanted to draw her design!

Pluuuuus a second lil teaser for the same WIP from last week's WIP Wednesday... :3c

And I'll tag @delucadarling and @swordsandspectacles !

[dark-and-kawaii]

*Haarlep Anon kicks in the door* AND ANOTHER THING! I like how you left it largely up to the reader's imagination on what exactly the damage done to Tav and Haarlep was. You mention a few specific injuries, like Haarlep's bloodied lip and Tav being covered in fresh bruises, but left the full extent of the injuries or what acts caused them to remain unspoken. Also, describing Tav as being "... discarded like rotten flesh in the corner..." just OOF (in a good way)!

Also, the repetition of, "Well that didn’t really matter because you did beg Raphael to spare Haarlep. ... Haarlep, that’s what mattered at this very moment. Summoning the strength within you to rise from the ground to tend to them, that’s what mattered." I felt like Tav was channeling her concern for Haarlep into a sort of internal mantra to motivate and push herself forward; like she was telling herself, 'Focus. Don't fall apart yet. Finish helping Haarlep, then you can fall apart.' Being able to convey that sort of thing without having to default to just telling what the character is thinking (which isn't always a bad thing, but here it likely would have taken the focus off Haarlep, whom the piece is focused on) or belaboring the point is harder than it looks.

Sorry if this is getting annoying, I just- I just really liked what you wrote and I keep noticing more things about it. 😅

Click Here For The Story They are Referencing

Okay first of all, stop it!!! You are not getting annoying whatsoever!!! It’s the opposite actually, you’re quite pleasant and I must say all your messages really made my day.

Like, I love you!!! *hugs* and I love that you kicked down my door!!! Pluuuuus the only reason I didn’t reply to the previous messages is because I’m actually going to write something else for you with Haarlep 🥺!!! Where they can’t stop thinking about it.

Anon you’ve given me so much life the past couple days like you don’t even know!!!

I’m reallllly glad you enjoyed the story I wrote for you because I was a little nervous that it wouldn’t be what you were looking for, like… I legit had a conversation with myself, “maybe I should rewrite this?” “Idk if this is good” “they’re going to hate it”

I really like leaving certain things up for interpretation because it allows the reader to come up with their own scenarios and they can change that scenario every time they re-read a piece. Plus I also like it to where I could possibly come back and write more for it. Options are always golden!!!

Most of all I love that I’ve been able to bounce off your ideas!! We click in my head I guess which is awesome!!!

Plllllllease PLEEEEEASE don’t hesitate to talk to me or send me stuff because YOU ARE LOVED!!!! I hope you have a freaking beautiful day and at night I hope you dream of Haarlep ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´-

- 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒦𝒾𝓌𝒾 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜

[drowning-in-pleasure]

Important Info! Please Read!

Hello hello! I'm Drowned, and this is my kink blog!

I'm 21 years old, pronouns are he/they/it, been lurking all over hypno spaces basically since I turned 18. I've been bored lately, and wanted to actually interact with the community I've been observing for so long. And since I saw there were a fair few hypno blogs here, I thought i'd join the fun! :D

This is my limits and DNI list! As well as basic information about me (Name/Nicknames, age, pronouns, main kinks, etc), I felt it was important to have front and center. It saves you having to ask, and saves me having to send it everytime someone DMs me, so we can play or talk to our hearts content haha.

So without further ado, let's get to it!

Limits First!:

NO MINORS.

No asking for pictures/video of myself. Not that kinda blog, I'm here to verbalize horny thoughts and gain some mutuals to be horny with. Maybe get off with a random stranger or two. That's all. Picture are only for folks I trust.

No heavy gore/mutilations. I'll fuck while injured, blood loss on the battlefield is sexy. But like, no guts spilling out/lost limbs/debilitating or otherwise stuff like that. Makes me a bit queasy.

No Beasti@Iity/LøIi/P€dø BS. Should go without saying but just to be 100% certain. None of that.

No Piss/Scat/Toilet and bathroom stuff in general. And no feet. Feet stuff is 100% not my thing. I don't suck toes.

I am a transmasc nonbinary person. While I do sometimes enjoy detrans/bimbofication, please know I am a masculine man type person. That will never actually change, and nothing you say will make me actually detransition once a session is done.

Aaaand Number One Rule! If you aren't sure if I would be into something, ASK! I don't mind trying new or odd things at all, but if you just do it without asking or any prompting from me, that'll catch you a swift block.

Otherwise, honestly? Go absolutely nuts. I do have some odd ideas of what I think is sexy, and I am super open to trying new things. Pluuuuus, have a bit of a freeuse thing, so if you can make it hot I am all ears. 👀 Just being controlled is hot enough.

Speaking of, kinks! I have a fair few actually, and I don't want to make a whole giant list as I am still figuring things out. But some highlights are definitely in order:

Obviously I'm into hypnosis/brainwashing mainly, there's some Exhibitionism, I consider myself a monsterfucker (if it can consent, I am all down!), and I feel like some CnC is a given with this kink. Somno is also really hot, and i think I've mentioned bimbofication. Plus some odd ones like the cold/being heated up from the cold, and just general slave/service stuff. I don't quite know proper terms for them all, but you get it.

Obviously not all required besides the hypno itself! But I do appreciate them lol. And I'll happily try my best to do what you want in return, even if I may be nervous about it.

Otherwise, that's really it! Go nuts, go bonkers, make my brain into scrambled eggs~ do whatever you want with me.

I'll be waiting~

[suguwu]

Bee what about reader noticing that Neuvillette is a lil down and dragging him out to waltz in the rain and it slowly clears up as he gets closer and closer until the clouds part and maybe he finally dips down for a kiss 🫣

pluuuuu you're gonna kill me 😭 it's so picture-perfect i can't even handle it...

the gradual way he comes closer...how the water beads on his eyelashes...the way his hair gleams in the low light, the long locks slipping free of the bow as they are weighted down with water, until it comes free and brushes over your cheek...when you almost slip a little bit during your waltz on the wet pavers and his grip tightens just enough to keep you close...the way his violet-blue eyes glint in the emerging sunlight just as he dips down far enough to close the distance, to breathe against your lips...how he waits for you to kiss him, ever the gentleman, and kiss him you do.

i can't do this i'm not strong enough!! what have you wrought!!