sullied

➢ damage the purity or integrity of; defile. persona next gen oc.

[trepidchild]

i cant live with all of the blood on my hands. i cant sleep with the screams in my head. i cant breathe knowing what i did to you.

[voidedsuggestion-blog]

sometimes things burn. get used to it, dear.

[nitrons]

me flirting: u make me feel less dead

[corruptxd-blog1]

Raerae is cool

You’re such a sweetie, anon!!! Thank you, you’re cool too~

[wlwconcepts]

blankets, cocooned around your small frame. i hand you hot chocolate and you study me, crooked smile, as the steam curls around your face. we silently search for words to describe the immense beauty of each other. 

[wlwconcepts]

it’s sunday, and we sleep curled into each other, unconsciously smiling. i wake to you singing softly and flipping blueberry pancakes. i have never been happier. you hum contentedly when i wrap my arms around you from behind, your long hair tickling my forehead. you wear a “kiss the cook” apron and i oblige. i always do.

[wlwconcepts]

the first time she kisses you, she smells like springtime. she rolls down the hill beside you, laughing as small wildflowers tangle in her hair. you are enamored, as you’ve always been. the familiar curve of her back; you’ve laid across her at every sleepover. the slight expanse of her shoulders; you’ve rubbed sunscreen across them for countless summers, always secretly longing for more. you never realized that she’s been longing too.

[wlwconcepts]

you wear her favorite clementine cardigan; she, the periwinkle strapless that makes you swoon. the last rays of twilight cast a warm glow over her freckled arms, illuminating the gentle contours of her secret smile. you recede on the picnic blanket, laughing, and she chases you for another kiss.

[sunlesbianthings]

sunset casting a warm golden glow, softening everything and making the world look like a dream, breathing in the spring air

[sunlesbianthings]

picnics, gardens, lazy days. raising plants with your gf and making sure that they’re always watered. wearing each other’s old camp t shirts and good morning kisses. climbing trees and holding hands and feeling like a little kid again

[sunlesbianthings]

long road trips, streaks of morning light on her face, hot black coffee touching your lips, the warmth of her body beside yours, calling her just to hear her voice

[corruptxd-blog1]

kirijoborn replied to your post:useless lesbian: but og d she is indeed a robot...

Educational Purposes™???

she taught the robot to fuck her

[corruptxd-blog1]

useless lesbian: but og d she is indeed a robot fucker 🔫 vinsint the reindeer: she taught that robot to kiss 🔫 vinsint the reindeer: may as well go All the Way useless lesbian: she taught the robot to fuck her 🔫 vinsint the reindeer: it's for Educational Purposes useless lesbian: she taught the robot to fuck her 🔫 vinsint the reindeer: IT'S FOR EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES™ useless lesbian: SHE TAUGHT THE ROBOT TO FUCK HER

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kirijoborn replied to your post:What makes you think Harumi would ever love...

that’s cheesy, sulis

"You’re cheesy.” Don’t mind her, she’s just casually going to worm her way into her girlfriend’s arms and snuggle up against her with a content sigh. This is her home now.

[corruptxd-blog1]

What makes you think Harumi would ever love someone like YOU?

— Ah, of course. But isn’t it more why does she love her? How could Harumi love someone so completely when their love is so completely doomed, when Sulis’ own near-immortality traps and restricts her, and Harumi along with her. How can she love someone who will never be able to grow old with her, or give her a happy wedding, or a family? How can she love someone like her — someone tainted, a broken tool that can’t even carry out its own duty? 

A quiet sigh, and she squares her shoulders, but the facade is only maintained a moment before her shoulders slump and hands reach up to comb through her own hair quietly. “Maybe there’s a point to what you say. I couldn’t possibly imagine what she could see in me. But...” And this time, when she drops her hair and squares her shoulders, her pose is more assured than tense. “I know she loves me — because she doesn’t have to. Because even if I tell her she should leave me, that a love like this brings too many complications and too much heartache, that she’s dooming herself to my restrictions — she... doesn’t leave. She doesn’t want to.” And more than anything else, perhaps even more than in herself, Sulis wholeheartedly believes in the promises of soft kisses and hands holding her close, arms wrapped around her, in the short forever she sees in Mimi’s eyes. “So whether it’s the best for her or not — whether I’m the best for her or not — Mimi loves me. And I know that as sure as I know the sun rises in the mornings.”

[help-mywife]

Help; my wife texts me every 11:11 to make a wish but I already have everything I want she is so perfect

[help-mywife]

help my wife wont stop referring to bananas as “nabanas”