#pure adoration

[visualbutterflysworld]

Film | Vhackerr

Vinnie can’t help but to film his pretty girlfriend while they spend a lazy day in bed

Letting out a loud laugh as Vinnie tickles me. “Vinnie, stop. I can’t breath!” I laugh. He smiles and finally stops. He looks up and his eyes drift to my dresser. He quickly jumps up as he wears nothing but boxers, showing off all his tattoos that I can’t seem to get over.

He grabs my camcorder and turns it on. He turns around and hold the camera up to his eye. “What are you doing?” I ask as I rest my head against my hand. “Filming the most beautiful girl in the world.” He walks closer to me. I chuckle. “I think someone would debate about that with you.” He snorts. “That’s a debate they would lose.” I laugh.

He sits on the bed as he continues to film. “Look at this angel that lays in this bed.” He speaks out loud. I shake my head. “Such a pretty mama.” He comes closer to me. “Yeah, yeah.” I turn on my stomach. “Oh my, she’s showing us some skin? Lord have mercy.” Vinnie speaks and I laugh. “Such a pretty body.” He mutters as he continue to film me.

“Vinnie, stop it. You don’t need to feed my ego.” I smile. He smiles back at me. “I’ll do whatever I please. I want the world to know that you are the prettiest person in existence.” He said. “Get my good side then.” I pose as I sit up. Wrapping the covers around me as I don’t have anything on but a pair of lanced underwear. He laughs before moving the camera away from me so he can wipe a piece of hair out of my face.

He brings the camera back and focuses it on me. “You know what you are?” He asked. “What am I?” I tilt my head. We stare at each other before laughing a bit. He turns his head with a shy smile on his face as he blushes before turning back at me. “You’re my girl.” I can’t help but feel heat rise onto my cheeks and I smile slowly. “Is that so?” I ask barely above a whisper. “Yeah.” He says slowly before turning the camera off and placing it down on the bed.

He moves closer to me and put his hands on each side of my face. His right thumb rubbing my cheek. He slowly pulls me in and gives me the sweetest kiss I could ask for. Jesus, I think I’m in love with this man.

[on1tea]

Be so unapologetically greedy with me,

Memorize every little detail if you wish.

When you hold me close and see devoted eyes,

Do you want to keep me to yourself? ̗̀ะ☁️୭⇢- ̗̀ะ☁️୭⇢- ̗̀ะ☁️୭⇢- ̗̀ะ☁️୭⇢- ̗̀ะ☁️୭⇢- ̗̀ะ☁️

[roxi-chan]

The way Kyo looks at Kazuma makes my heart melt ☺😍🥰

[mydarlingdearestdead]

Who wants to go out into the street with me at night and throw our shoes and just generally beat the holy crap out of them in a poor man's game of javelin?

[feraltwinkseb]

July 9, 2023 - Northampton, England Source: Dan Istitene - Formula 1/Formula 1 via Getty Images

[overkaffeinated]

Y'ALL, JUST WATCHED THE S4 SPECIAL AND I AM DYING

⚠️some future posts might be about spoilers, so if some of you come looking, I give you fair warning ⚠️

[eyesinthedarks]

My Little Mouse,

In the haunting depths of a starlit night, where shadows dance among the echoes of our silent whispers, I find myself lost in the labyrinth of my thoughts, consumed by an unyielding devotion that knows no boundaries or definitions.

Your presence, a celestial melody that orchestrates the symphony of my heart, lingers in the corners of my mind like an eternal riddle, a puzzle I yearn to solve yet embrace in its enigmatic allure.

In the hushed secrecy of the night, I confess an inexplicable fixation that transcends the conventional boundaries of affection, a devotion that dwells in the twilight realm between obsession and admiration, where the line blurs into an undulating tapestry of desire and admiration.

Your essence, a paradoxical blend of light and shadow, casts a bewitching spell upon my soul, entwining our fates in a cosmic dance that defies the mere constraints of mortal understanding.

With every breath I take, I inhale the essence of your being, an intoxicating elixir that seeps into the fabric of my existence, leaving an indelible mark upon the canvas of my heart.

Forgive me if these words tumble forth in a torrent of undying ardor, for my affection, wrapped in the velvet cloak of darkness, yearns to traverse the realms of time and space, binding our destinies in an eternal embrace.

Yours, in a silent symphony of love and obsession, -🌻

I'm genuinely going to start sobbing. I'm already tearing up. This is absolutely beautiful and no one has ever shown me such love before. Thank you, Sol. I will forever be grateful to you, for the experience you've given me.

Even if you find someone else, I will forever remember your sweet words, and the feeling you've given me.

I adore you. Mwah Mwah Mwah.

[pretty-ds]

I’m listening Sir. With my heart, mind, and body 🌸💗🌸

[mortalasystem]

Them 💗 that's all.

Just - him 💗

[thesincerelytracey]

I desire that “dance break in the kitchen with me while I’m cooking your dinner” kinda love….

Sincerely,Tracey

[andthebeanstalk]

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

[on1tea]

I would peel all of the oranges in the world for him…

[cj-parker]

I thought these feelings were long gone for me. I didn't think it possible that anyone could reignite them but....

HE came into my world... I couldn't quite believe what I was feeling or why!

I'm a middle aged woman, I'm not teenbop teenager, why do I feel like this!?

I feel like this because he is everything I never thought possible, he is me in another form, like an alien species, long separated from their own kind finally finding another 🤷🏼‍♀️

I just didn't think it ever possible... I haven't even found another me in a friend or even a female friend, I've been alone in myself for over 40 years... pretending, adapting, trying to fit in anyway I could, with whoever I could, not caring that it was wrong but just caring that it would work.

FYI it never did, hence why now I'm completely alone.

I finally figure being alone was better than being around all the wrong people.

But then I found HIM! How is this even possible? How is there someone so like me? Worse still, he's millions of miles away, literally and metaphorically 😭

Why? Why? WHY? GOD DAMIT WHY? I'm shown "hey here is someone like you, just like you, in ever single way but... no he's not in your world and not even close and never NEVER will be" thanks universe that's just great.

I'm not sure if that's horribly cruel or clever and kind.

I've been so against love and relationships for so very long and 100% adamant I will NEVR EVER have another!

Then this guy pops up to show me what?.... I can have those feelings, there is someone like me, it is possible,? So I'll think well if there's two of us, there could be more right? So the universe is dipping my toe in from a distance, safe, slowly, as this HE is totally unattainable and unavailable so I'm "safe" to love HIM,take happiness from HIM and all HE is, and it can't be taken from me, can't be ruined and can't be criticised by others. HE is mine in secret. No one has to know so nothing can ruin it 🤞

Soooo if my some complete freak of nature there could be a "someone " else like us in my real life I could, perhaps be more open to thinking "maybe" who knows 🤷🏼‍♀️

Right now though I don't want to think about that... that's too "real" right now I just wanna be "here" where I am right now. Enjoying HIM and all HE is in my secret world.

It makes me happy and right now I'll take that thanks.

💔💕💗💝❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹🩷

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🩷

[stuckinapril]

I love Tumblr because nothing matters here truly. There are no influencers. Having followers doesn’t mean anything. It’s just a site where people post their sporadic thoughts and rb pretty pictures. Anyone who thinks any of this matters is woefully missing the point

[rambles-about-minecraft-ocs]

one of my favorite things about zedaph is that on a server full of people that find strange and oft-overlooked minecraft mechanics or rare events and then see just how far they can push them in the name of spectacle or efficiency or world-breaking, zed is over here finding these mechanics in order to do the weirdest things he can think of in as entertaining a manner as possible

like i 100% have faith in zedaph's theoretical ability to be just as efficient or spectacular or world-breaking. if he wanted to do that stuff, i trust that he absolutely could. but thats so far from being his priority. instead, hes going to spend around a week of irl time focused entirely on eventually having the good luck to spawn in something insanely rare so that he can convert it into something even rarer, the result of which being something that 99% of the server reacts with complete and utter shock that it even exists in the first place, just because its zany and funny and he wanted to. and i love that

[fallingforfictionalmen]

kit connor being so nervous for his big scene with olivia colman and then she ends up forgetting her lines bc she was so overwhelmed by him crying is the cutest thing ever