#seventeen short locs

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[i92-93]

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          ﹫𝗆𝗂𝗇𝟫𝗒𝗎_𝗄 ︵  제  𝗯✿𝘆

By : @i92-93

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[ilovch]

love random bios ❤︎

you give me butterflies, you know? 🦋💕

hey, tell me, do you wanna be my lover?

i think im fallin' in you, deeply and slowly

you're my crush, i got a crush on you! 🗯️

you have stolen my heart, oh yeah 💘

[kowqie]

oii meu amor, aceita pedido? Se sim pose razer I'm mood board and ou wallpaper do Woozi do seventeen and ❤️❤️

Oi meu bem ! Fiz essas locks do woozi do seventeen , Espero que goste 😄 | psd do kpop-locks.

[xozombiee]

nerd | p. parker.

warnings: praise, peter parker’s abs, fingering, marking, kissing, nerd kink😶…, dirty talk?, boring nerd facts

synopsis: peter finds out you’re secretly turned on by his intelligence and uses it against you.

study nights like this weren’t unusual. peter sitting by your side while your sat with your legs crossed next to him. text books were scattered across your bed since he was helping you study for a chemistry quiz that was this friday.

you shut the book with a huff, turning to the boy next to you. “i’m bored.”

peter looks up from his book, “you wanna take a break?” he asks.

you nod in reply, jumping off the bed. you stretch, your shirt rising up in the process which makes the spider boys face turn pink. you smiled, “you hungry? i can make some food real quick.”

“maybe later. we should take a break for a few then get back to studying.” he suggested.

you let out an exasperated whine, falling back into your rolling chair. “whyyyy? i hate studying. it’s so boring.” you argued.

“you said it yourself. you cant fail this test.” he replied. you frowned. “well not everyone is as smart as you, pete.”

“i’m not that smart.”

“yes you are! you have so many awards! and you’re like…awesome at everything!” you told him, making him smile.

“you’re actually so smart…it’s kinda hot.” you grumbled like an old man. peters ears perked at your words.

“hot?”

“yes, it’s hot!” you yelled, spinning the chair away from him.

peter took a moment to think. you were obviously embarrassed about it. so was there was more to the story? he smirked to himself as he thought of an idea.

he stood up from his spot, getting close to your ear, “did you know there’s enough dna in the average persons body to stretch to the sun to pluto and back—seventeen times.” peter whispered.

“seventeen?” you mumbled, turning your head to his.

“yeah. and, the earth has a mass of five point nine seven times ten to the power of twenty four kilograms.” he smiled.

you stared at him, eyes shifting to his lips every two seconds before you finally pulled the collar of his t-shirt. your lips connected. peters hands grabbed your hips, steadying himself above you. you stood from the chair, walking to the bed. lips disconnecting for a breath of air. your hands were pushing the text books onto the floor.

your knees met the mattress, your weight sinking it in as you sat. you wiggled your hips as you crawled across the bed. peter stared at you like you were the millennium falcon lego set you had gotten him for christmas. he was absolutely so in love.

he followed behind you, dragging your hips back to him. you squirmed in surprise, watching peter grin at you. his fingers played with the hem of your shorts and you were practically begging for him to take them off.

“is this okay?” he asked, tugging them to your thighs.

you nodded desperately, making him smile to himself. after taking your shorts off, all to be seen were the cute cotton flower panties you wore underneath them. a small damp patch was covering the middle, making all the blood in peter shoot down his body.

opened mouth kisses were placed along down your torso, “did you know a cloud can weigh about a million pounds.” he said between each kiss.

you felt insane for being turned on by this.

“peter..”you sighed, wrapping a hand in his brown locs.

“baby?” he replied. his eyes stared up at you, watching as you looked as if you were about to faint.

“need you…now.” you whispered. you just want him to stop teasing you and start pleasing you. feeling his breath near your core was driving you insane.

hands trace against the inside of your thighs, sending shivers up your spine. peter pushes the fabric that covered your cunt to the side, putting two fingers inside of you and curling them as he does, making you moan.

“peter.” you barely say below your breath, holding onto his bicep.

“shhh..baby. let me take care of you.” he said against the skin of your collarbone. you whispered in reply.

his kisses were so light against your neck. if you hadn’t known it was him, you would’ve thought a butterfly had landed onto your throat, fluttering peacefully. his trail of kisses moved down to your chest, then eventually to your stomach again.

“pretty girl..my pretty girl.” he muttered.

you cupped your mouth with your hand, muffling the cries of your voice. you couldn’t let your roommate hear, or your other colleagues down in the other dorms.

peter noticed the hand covering your mouth. he took the hand occupying your insides, removing it and pulling yours away.

“don’t get shy on me now.” he pouted.

your legs closed from the loss of touch, hoping for some friction as you rubbed them. peter brought his lips close to your ear, pushing your hair away from your face.

“i know you think about this all the time. it’s so obvious from the way you stare.” he says.

your eyes squeeze shut, “peter, please..”

“please what?”

you get quite at the next part, but thanks to peters enhanced senses he heard what you said clearly. 

“always.” he replied. you watched as he ripped his own shirt off, his abs coming into sight. god he was fine. he pulled back your underwear, watching as it tickled down your thighs.

peter entered slowly, bottoming out. for several moments, the bedroom was silent, apart from your panting. your eyes couldn't leave his figure.

you reached a hand up to push several strands of hair out his eyes. he pulled almost all the way out before thrusting back in, making you throw your head back.

fuck you were gorgeous with your head thrown back against the pillow, back arched. it wasn't the first time peter had seen such a sight. hell, he’d even took pictures and videos of it for himself.

"gonna fill you up, pretty." you nodded, the corners of your vision beginning to blur from the intense pleasure. 

you could feel the spark of your insides begin to light, almost as if it was about to go off. you were so close. “peter.”

“yeah?”

“close.”

peter grabbed your hips, adjusting them to his. he picked his pace up, making your brain fuzzy. the circles he was tracing on your clit added to the pleasure he was submerging you in. your fists grabbed the sheets as if they were going to save you from this animal of a man.

You were incoherent as you came, only whines mixed with slurred chants of his name leaving your mouth. peter followed quickly behind you; a whimper leaving his lips.

peter relaxed against you, his head falling against your chest. you laughed softly as his curls tickled your skin. “fuck.” you breathed.

“yeah, fuck.” he grinned.

the two of you laughed, holding each other tightly. the room was soon filled with silence once more. it was comfortable. as always.

“yknow..the world record for the most female orgasms is one hundred and thirty four in one hour. i bet we can beat that.” peter winked.

the room was silent.

a loud cackle was heard from below him, which is where you were laying.

“why the fuck do you know that?”

@xozombiee2022

[thepastisalreadywritten]

SAINT OF THE DAY (December 17)

Born sometime between 360-365, this pious, charitable, and wealthy disciple of St. John Chrysostom came from an illustrious family in Constantinople.

Her father (called by the sources Secundus or Selencus) was a "count" of the empire.

One of her ancestors, Ablabius, filled the consulor office in 331 and was also praetorian prefect of the East.

As Olympias was not thirty years of age in 390, she cannot have been born before 361.

Her parents died when she was quite young and left her an immense fortune.

In either 384 or 385, she married Nebridius, Prefect of Constantinople.

St. Gregory of Nazianzus, who had left Constantinople in 381, was invited to the wedding but wrote a letter excusing his absence (Ep. cxciii, in P.G., XXXVI, 315).

He sent the bride a poem (P.G., loc. cit., 1542 sqq.).

Within a short time, Nebridius died and Olympias was left a childless widow.

She steadfastly rejected all new proposals of marriage, determining to devote herself to the service of God and to works of charity.

Nectarius, Bishop of Constantinople (381-97), consecrated her deaconess.

On the death of her husband, the emperor had appointed the urban prefect administrator of her property.

However, in 391 (after the war against Maximus), he restored to her the administration of her large fortune.

She built beside the principal church of Constantinople a convent, into which three relatives and a large number of maidens withdrew with her to consecrate themselves to the service of God.

When St. John Chrysostom became Bishop of Constantinople in 398, he acted as spiritual guide of Olympias and her companions.

As many undeserving approached the kind-hearted deaconess for support, he advised her as to the proper manner of utilizing her vast fortune in the service of the poor (Sozomen, "Hist. eccl.", VIII, ix; P.G., LXVII, 1540).

Olympias resigned herself wholly to Chrysostom's direction and placed at his disposal ample sums for religious and charitable objects.

Even the most distant regions of the empire received her benefactions to churches and the poor.

When Chrysostom was exiled, Olympias supported him in every possible way.

She remained a faithful disciple, refusing to enter into communion with his unlawfully appointed successor.

Chrysostom encouraged and guided her through his letters, of which seventeen are extant (P.G., LII, 549 sqq.).

That was a beautiful memorial of the noble-hearted, spiritual daughter of the great bishop.

Olympias was also exiled and died a few months after Chrysostom on 25 July 408, probably at Nicomedia.

After her death, she was venerated as a saint.

A biography dating from the second half of the fifth century, which gives particulars concerning her from the "Historia Lausiaca" of Palladius and from the "Dialogus de vita Joh. Chrysostomi," proves the great veneration she enjoyed.

During the riot of Constantinople in 532, the convent of St. Olympias and the adjacent church were destroyed.

Emperor Justinian had it rebuilt. The prioress, Sergia, transferred there the remains of the foundress from the ruined church of St. Thomas in Brokhthes, where she had been buried.

We possess an account of this translation by Sergia herself.

The feast of St. Olympias is celebrated in the Greek Church on July 24 and in the Roman Church on December 17.

Credit: The Catholic Encyclopedia

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