[melancholygirls]

I passed a flower shop next to a tattoo shop and at first I laughed because I thought it was ironic and then i freaked because IMAGINE YOUR OTP IN A FLORIST/TATTOO ARTIST AU

[stillalittlekid]

OMG I COULD TOTALLY IMAGINE THEM LIKE THAT IT WOULD BE SO PERFECT

[christ-with-a-why]

[melancholygirls]

I cannot BELIEVE a post I made when I was 13 is circulating! And also apparently started this trope? I thought somebody had the idea separately and it blew up that way😭

[revolutionnaire-farouche]

the results came back: the doctor says the beating of my heart echoes the beating of the drums

[killrockstar]

you'll never be punk yr clothes are from shein and yr makeup is from tiktok

[luhuala]

A seascape

[fireleaptfromhousetohouse]

[meatdiaz]

absolutely hate it when the pleasurable activity procrastination hits. i’m going to do something fun that brings me joy but not yet. yeah, not yet. not yet. maybe i shouldn’t do it at all, it’s not that fun

[almost-puzzlesme]

drag path really does something to me that im not willing to look deeper into all im willing to admit at this point in time is that song ruins me

[mysticalcoffeequeen]

When you thought it would be easy peasy lemon squeezy but it turns out to be difficult difficult lemon difficult.

[switchnx]

Wait that’s actually really good, gonna pop this out of the tags

[itsreallystupid]

[teaboot]

[strawberrycatcrowbar]

[no-one-offical]

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[sexy-people-contests-2026]

Not the citrus scale I was looking for but I like it

[anxeious]

bathe in your own sunlight !!!!!!

[animentality]

[goldensunset]

you! tumblr user!

[goldensunset]

can you reblog a two-part post in the correct order?

[confirmed-and-contorted]

slamming your knights visor down when you’re finished talking to them, like slamming the phone back on the receiver.

[charlesoberonn]

Turning around to leave only to turn back and lift the visor up for one last remark before slamming it down again.

[only-cat-memes]

[agwitow]

How dare?! He worked hard for that shiny! Rude! What about his cuteness discount?

[mala-taste]

Good for them!

[starkissedxav]

xavier only has one thing in his mind after grueling missions: get home and sleep.

he doesn’t care how dirty his uniform is, if he has dried blood on him or if his hair is a mess. all he cares about is laying down and sleeping.

all he wants to do is plop on the floor or the couch and sleep; but you won’t allow it.

“you have blood on your face and smell like sweat” you cringe, pulling him through his apartment by his wrist. you know he was more than capable of overpowering you, he could easily break out of your grasp and do as he pleases.

“‘m tired, i can shower after i wake up,” he protests, eyes closing as he trails behind you, opening them slowly when you flick the restroom light on.

“or we can shower now and sleep in clean clothes in the sheets we washed yesterday,” you reply, turning the water on and letting it run as you turn back to your lover.

“we?”

“we,” you nod, biting back your laughter when xavier’s entire demeanor shifts. his eyes are wide open now, sparkling a bit as he stares back at you. your fingers reach his collar, making quick work of his clothes and helping him out of them. xavier groans softly as he raises his arms, sore muscles screaming at him as he moves.

you take your clothes off after, walking towards the shower and humming when the temperature is finally to your liking, “cmon,” you say softly, smiling when xavier finally steps into the warm water.

a relieved sigh leaves his lips, eyes fluttering shut as his muscles relax underneath the water. you smile softly at him, the steam from the water enshrouding the two of you as you reach up to help soak his hair, gently moving him out from under the shower head. Xavier’s eyes flutter open, gaze trained on your face as you reach for his shampoo, the smell of chamomile fills the restroom as you squeeze the bottle.

your eyes meet his for a second, you place a quick kiss to his cheek before your hands are in his hair, fingers scratching his scalp and lathering the shampoo over every silver stand. xavier bends down a little, knowing your arms would burn from having to reach upwards. he lets his eyes close, allowing himself to relax and be pampered. a dull ache in his chest slowly fading away with your loving movements.

xavier washes the shampoo out of his hair as you lather yours, a quiet harmony between the two of you. you ask him to turn around, taking the loofah from his hands and scrubbing his back, massaging his muscles as you go. your lover does the same for you, pressing a gentle kiss to your shoulder before letting you move under the shower head.

when the two of you are finally clean you hand him a towel, wrapping yourself in one before stepping out of the shower. xavier trails after you, watching as you step into his bedroom and open his drawers to hand him clean clothes.

the actions make his heart beat a little faster, he watches you navigate the room like it was your own, like you were always meant to be here.

you slip into one his t shirts and boxers, patting the spot between your legs for him to sit between. you towel dry his hair, your fingers raking through them to undo any knots until it’s only slightly damp.

“okay, now we can sleep,” you mutter, placing a kiss to the top of his head. xavier wastes no time in moving besides you, quickly taking you in his arms and holding you closely.

he’s quiet for a moment, staring at you with all the love in the universe in his eyes. then he speaks, voice gentle as always, shaking slightly, “move in with me.”

the five words make you freeze, eyes going slightly wide as your mouth opens in shock.

“you’re here most of the time, we spend all our time together, i love you so much my star, i want to spend every moment i can with you,” his eyes hold your gaze. “I want to come home and see you here, i want to shower with you after a long day, i want to have dinner with you in our home, i want everything that is mine to be yours.”

his grip around you tightens slightly, the intensity in his eyes only growing as he speaks. you can hear your heart in your ears as you process his words, teetering the line of excitement and anxiety as you stare back at him.

you hear the birds chirping outside the window, the smell of the laundry detergent you’d picked out for his sheets fills your nose. the smell of his shampoo now in his hair and yours.

he was your home, it didn’t matter which floor of the building your were in, you just wanted to be with him.

after a second, you nod. the smile on your face only widening when xavier quite literally lights up, pulling your face to his as his lips meet yours. the two of you giggle between kisses, sweet nothings being exchanged through hushed whispers.

“i love you angel eyes,” you mutter against his skin, placing a gentle kiss before nuzzling yourself closer to him.

“i love you more, starlight,” he sighs happily, eyes closing as his muscles relax.

there’s a beat of silence.

“how are we splitting rent?”

xavier’s eyes snap open as he stares at you in disbelief.

a/n: i want to shower him and clean him up and show him how much i love him , i need to take care of my glorp

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