dylan. 31. est beta editor is used, can switch to legacy if needed.
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taylor price
Jules of Nature

if i look back, i am lost

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AnasAbdin
Xuebing Du

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Peter Solarz
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Claire Keane
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Sade Olutola
trying on a metaphor
occasionally subtle

Janaina Medeiros

shark vs the universe

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@flamedrevenge
dylan. 31. est beta editor is used, can switch to legacy if needed.
guess you don’t notice, guess you don’t need this
sad you’re not seeing what you’re missing
muse a is a criminal that owns a technically-legal-but-shady business (casino, strip club, nightclub, etc.) that doubles as a front for their definitely-not-legal business. muse b is a brand-new employee. despite them not being in the shady business and rather low on the ranks (and thus, usually not even a blip on muse a’s radar), muse b catches muse a’s eye one night, and the two begin to talk and hang out at work – and that quickly turns into a relationship. the two genuinely fall for each other, and muse a slowly brings muse b further into their world, once they’re sure their criminal activities won’t scare muse b off.
except there’s something muse a doesn’t know. muse b was hired by a rival criminal (or possibly the feds) to act as a spy, collecting info on muse a’s shady dealings in exchange for a huge chunk of change.
polaroid pic of her riding my dick
landie's probably a really bad tipper. and by really bad, i mean for the 'tip' section on receipts, he'd literally write: always make sure your shoes are tied. or don't forget to breathe.
Landon Royce.
fc: harrison osterfield
━━ ✦ LANDON * answered ‚ put our souls in a hearse .
"Twilight vampires are basically blood craving fae. Which I am not so sure exist? Fae exist, but.... I'd say the closest to my kind, the Moroi, would be the House of Night vampires. They're basically witches with a craving for blood. Except my kind have religious freedom and don't get powers from a goddess. We also don't have those strange marks they describe. I know this much because of my sister, by the way. It's not a guilty pleasure of mine by any means."
"of course they do, because why wouldn't they?" may have been said with a bit of dread. "witches with a craving for blood. now that i think about it, that basically sounds right. i mean they all have affinities for certain elements. or at least, the main characters do." he shrugged. shit. he didn't have a sibling to blame anything on. "yeah, no, same thing. sibling knowledge only."
"If I hear one more, 'oh, like Vampire Academy?' About my species, I am going to commit mass murder. No. No, we aren't like that. Oh, dio. Vampire literature is a fuckin' disgrace."
"luckily for you, i've never read vampire academy... so how about, oh like twilight?" quill asked with a grin. "at least now i know not to ask you for any vampire literature recommendations."
open to: males. connection: any, but someone she shouldn't be seeing.
"i'm really glad you decided to meet me here," abigail smiled at the other. it wasn't very often the two could actually be alone, secret meetings at the lake or in a restaurant two towns over. "i've missed you." words are whispered, even knowing there was no one else around that could hear them, her breath lingering against his lips.
all open starters under this post are made with legacy editor. please ignore this in my tags. thank you.
What 5 things do you like in a girl?
I was told that “each of my fingers” is too vulgar of a response
flamedrevenge.
𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐛𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬, 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞.
promo credit & psd credit.
@bcmuscd continued from here.
"the problem with that is," owen murmured as he kissed her back, "i want to keep you in bed. and we unfortunately can not do that. bed sores and all that." and bathroom breaks. and needing food and water. god, owen wished none of that was needed. lips left hers to slowly press kisses down her neck.
bcmuscd:
Amaya’s brow quirked upwards, a small grin of her own pulling at her lips. Her hand came up to tap his cheek as she said, “darling, if you wanted to get me in bed, all you had to do was ask.”
“i don’t know if i could handle you in bed.” his grin turned to a frown. amaya was the only person in the world he’d admit that too. “you terrify me sometimes, you know.” his own hand reached to take hers, thumb brushing gently against her hand. “but i definitely want to get you in bed with me, sweet heart.”
#midnightxrains And you know damn well, for you i would ruin myself a million little times. indie oc as penned by dylan.