we found wonderland

we found wonderland, you and i got lost in it and life was never worse but never better. and i know the scariest part is letting go, cause love is a ghost you can’t control. i promise you the truth can’t hurt us now, so let the words slip out of your mouth

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I want to write things I think

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Annie+Christian

Annie: Sure it is. We just pretend it's not complicated.

Christian: It is.

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Annie+Addie

Annie: Well, he's a dumb boy.

Addie: All boys are dumb.

Addie: What'd he do?

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imessage ✉

ethan: alright when's that??

ethan: i've been so busy

kat: same

kat: idk whenever

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imessage ✉

ethan: that's a first

ethan: well keep it safe because it's my favorite ok?

kat: i can give it back to you when i see you next

[historiolcgy]

“Yeah, let’s.” Wesley agreed, taking his cup of coffee and weaving between the plush chairs and small tables. It was an intimate little place. But, that’s what he was used to. Quiet corners of the world. Wesley found a table in the corner of the coffee place and he pulled out the chair for Tess. He took his own seat, “Alright, so,” Wes began, taking a small sip of his drink, “How’s your week been?”

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Grabbing her mug of coffee, Tess carefully followed him through the chairs and tables, willing herself not to spill anything onto her hands or onto her clothes. Surprised at his gesture as he pulled out her chair, she offered him a surprised, but genuine smile as thanks. Her hands wrapped around the mug, thumbs running over the rim before she looked up at him. “That’s a broad question,” she replied, trying to collect her answer. “I guess it’s been good.”

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“Or you could just send her a friend request. She’d probably accept. No stalking required.” Wes smiled, “Really.” He emphasized and figured she wanted the rest of the story. “I guess, it’s because I’m young-ish and new to the school. I got messages asking if I was single, if I read the student-handbook about teacher/student relationships, if I could cancel class tomorrow…eventually, the weird messages outweighed the normal ones.” 

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Tess wrinkled her nose. “I still think that’d be a little weird,” she said. “I’m surprised your mom isn’t more discerning with who she friends on Facebook.” Her hand moved to prop her head up while she listened to his explanation. “I guess that’s understandable,” she said after he was finished. “Unfortunate, but understandable.”

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imessage ✉

ethan: hey do you have my black hoodie??

ethan: i let you wear it the other night

ethan: stupid of me to think i'd ever get it back lol

kat: stupid might not be my choice of words

kat: but yeah, i have it.

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Norah’s hands cup Brandon’s face, kissing him hungrily as her body rocked up against his hand, her back arching. Being in his bed, surrounded by his scent, was only more arousing to her, loving the intimacy between the pair of them that was already returning. Brandon’s hand moved harder against her, forcing a low groan from her lips, her thighs parting a bit further for him then. She was astounded how soaked she was, how responsive her body was to his, how igniting his touch was. 

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He wondered for a brief moment whether or not he should slip a second finger in, before realizing that he should stop questioning it, and just do it, adding it shortly afterwards. There was something familiar about everything, like slipping into an old sweater that you had missed wearing. Norah was much better in person, he decided. 

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With his mouth on her neck, sucking marks into her flesh, his hands pushed her shirt up her torso slowly, enjoying the feeling of her skin beneath his fingers. Tennyson felt her shiver and he smirked a moment later, her head tilting more to give him better access. His hands settled on her ribcage, her shirt bunched up there before tugging her shirt off over her head, letting the fabric drop to the floor. Unable to resist the urge, his hips pressed firmly into hers while he moved to unfasten her bra before tossing it aside. 

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She couldn’t help the whimper that escaped from her lips as he pressed into her. Her mind started to race soon afterwards, wondering if the noise had been a mistake, though it was quickly cut off by the removal of her bra. There was always a moment of vulnerability here for her. Viv had no reason to be ashamed or afraid of showing anyone her body, but there was always a moment the first time her bra came off that freaked her out. 

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A soft whimper fell from Callie’s lips as Liv tugged her body closer to her. She reached in, slowly letting her hands rest on the blonde’s hips. She parted her lips slightly, letting Liv’s tongue gain entrance to her mouth as she deepened the kiss.

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Liv almost thought that this whole thing was weird, but quickly shoved the thought out of her mind as Callie whimpered. This was just about the two of them, no one else. Her hands slowly started to snake up the younger girl’s torso, tracing patterns along her skin as they made their way towards her bra. 

[melancholy-introvert]

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@distantxdaydreams

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“Yeah, there are bottles of water in the fridge, help yourself,” Mitch told her with a nod, before reaching to take her coat. “Yeah, I can take it, don’t worry.” With the coat then draped over his arm, he nodded again, hoping he wasn’t making her uncomfortable. “Go ahead and make yourself comfortable. I’m sure you’ve had a long day, I figured you’d want to just kind of relax a bit.” He offered her a grin then before turning quickly to take her coat to his room, laying it gently on the bed for lack of a better place to put it. Returning to the living room, he cleared his throat, crossing the space then to peek into the oven. 

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If there was a phrase that Claire hated more than anything else it was the phrase ‘make yourself at home.’ She never knew how to respond to it unless she was with someone like her brother, who made her feel comfortable just by being in his presence. As he left the room to put her coat God knew where, she walked over the fridge, figuring that at the very least, a bottle of water in her hands would distract her from everything else. “What’re you making?” she asked, practically forcing the words out of her mouth. “It smells amazing.”

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Isabel’s hands moved to grip at the edge of the desk, fingertips hanging on tight as he reached her core. She draws in a deep breath, letting her eyes flutter shut for only a moment. A moan falls from her lips when she feels his mouth on her still sensitive core, and she whimpers as she lifts a hand to run through his hair, “Damian–” She breaths out, one of her legs wrapping around his shoulder to draw him in closer to her core.

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Fuck him if the sound of his name falling from her lips doesn’t drive him to go faster and harder. If anyone were to ask him about it later, he’d say something about words from an angel--his name almost sounds normal coming from her. He grips her tighter as his tongue continues to work her, knowing that now is not the time to give up. 

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this new reply thing is so weird omg

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“Yeah, I will, mama,” Annie said with a nod of her head. She sighed, nodding her head again, “Okay. I got it. Can I go now?”

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Summer nodded briefly. “Yeah--” she stopped herself from saying anything. “Be careful.”