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@charmedandlovingit
The only person who really interacted with me on here deleted so I'm probably going to delete when I get home from work. Don't see the point.
alphaofthemonth replied to your link: Tell me what you guys think?
omg so pretty how
So you like? You would wanna join?
Love Questions
Send me a ❦ for a headcanons on how things would work if my character and yours were dating
Send me a ∞ for how I think my character would propose to yours
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Send me a ❀ if you ship our characters together
send me a ship
Give me a ship and I’ll tell you:
Who cooks:
Who does the laundry and other chores:
How many children do they have:
Who’s more dominate:
Favorite nonsexual activity:
Their favorite place to be together:
Any traditions:
Their “song”:
What they do for each other on holidays:
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What do they fight over:
Do they go on vacations, if so where:
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Looks at all the people I follow. Looks at myself. Shit in comparison.
His arm curled lightly around her body as his head rested on her stomach, his eyes squeezing shut to keep the glow at bay as he just focused on her, on her heart beat, on her breath. On how much he loved her.
He was a little bit of a cub in that house, especially as he snugged his nose against her ribs, but it’s something he never got to be, and maybe that’s what kept him from breaking. Because he had someone to run too instead of staying still.
She made herself comfortable as he laid across her, finding a bit of calm for herself as their bodies stayed close. The heat from his body had warmed her up more than any of her blankets ever could. She kept moving her fingers soothingly as they laid there in silence, the quiet of the Manor late at night presenting itself.
She looked down at the blonde boy as she felt him nuzzling against her ribs, a soft smile on her face. Her hand stilled for a moment, moving to rest against his chest for a moment to see if his heart was still racing panicked. "Feeling any better, Er?"
+charmedandlovingit
"If I ever slipped onto the wrong one, you could just drag me back by my ear." He offered, eyes shining for her.
"I'll keep that in mind," Paige replied playfully, a small smile on her lips. "Or I could always just orb you back to the right spot."
Thinking of making a genderswap verse for this. Hmm...
You are mine (whichever sister you'd like)
Scott raised an eyebrow softly, looking down at Paige. “Well, of course I am.” His eyes flickered with a shining. “Why would I want to be anything else?”
"Just wanted to make sure we were clear on that," Paige said, stepping closer to the Alpha, a small smile on her face. "Saw some hussies eying you at the club earlier. Just wanted to make sure we were still on the same page."
The boy, younger, and if a bit childish, followed the girl, his hand holding to hers with his soft strength, rubbing at his eye. There wasn’t really a solution to his nightmares, knowing that they had something to do with being given a second chance. But this had hit him to his core, and he didn’t have much to fall back on. Not even sitting on the kitchen floor, smelling the wafting of Piper’s cookies tucked safe away in a jar, had calmed him down.
Phoebe could feel the fear radiating off of him as she led him over to the bed, giving him a little nudge until he was settled down. She laid down next to him, her back leaning against the headboard. Wrapping her arms around him, she pulled him close, her fingers slowly moving through his hair soothingly the way she remembered Piper doing for her when they were younger and she was upset about something or other. "Just relax, hon," she said to him softly, her worried gaze focusing on him. "You're safe here and nothing's going to change that. You know none of us would let anything happen to you. Not even Prue, no matter how much she denies it."
Uh, excuse me... || Open
"Can you point me to… Can you point me to the cemetery?"
"...why are you looking for the cemetery?"
Imagine your OTP making out, battling for dominance and rolling around in bed, each trying to get on top of the other but suddenly, caught in the heat of the moment, falling off the bed. They end up having rough sex on the floor.
(Middle of the Night meme) Phoebe stirred when she heard the knock on her door, sitting up with bleary eyes. "Come in," she called out, her voice heavy with sleep. She was a little surprised when she saw Eric come in, looking more upset than she'd ever seen him. She sat up, concern in her eyes. "Hey, what's wrong? What's going on?"
He looked broken, and a little clueless. “I..” He trailed off, looking around and swallowing softly. “I had a dream that I woke up in the hospital.” That was his worst nightmare, that he would wake up one day and not have been supposedly blessed by the bite, that he never would’ve been good enough to love, and now, with Phoebe in his life, waking up in the hospital would’ve meant he never met her. Tear tracks stained his cheeks as he looked at her, her warm hair, her perfect eyes, her smile that set his heart on fire, the icy shell retreating so easily. “When I was 16.. and I was dead. And…” He looked down at his hands, as if to make sure he was still there. “I never met you.” And that just might have been the straw that had caused the omega to cry for the first time in 3 years.
He dropped his head to nuzzle into her neck, wrapping his arms cautiously around her a he let himself just feel her for once, having let down his guard lately, not remembering that he could easily just be dust and bones 6 feet under the ground at this point. “I love you Phoebe.” He said, into her skin. “I don’t know if it’s romantic, or friendship, or anything else, but I want you to know that I love you.” His hand splayed over her lower back gently as he closed his eyes tightly, eyes training for a response.
His words caught her by surprise. She knew they were friends. That much had become evident over the month that he had been staying with them. But hearing him say he loved her, regardless of what kind of love it was, she felt a flutter in her stomach and she knew she felt the same. “I love you too, Eric,” she mumbled, pressing a brief kiss to his cheek. She pulled back a bit, reaching to grab his hand. “Come on. Come lay down and just - just try to relax okay? You’re gonna be fine.