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Kiss (furcoatcigarettes)
Send me ‘Kiss’ and Therese will kiss yours somewhere according to her feelings for your muse!
She kisses Carol’s nose, lips, neck. She then reaches to take Carol’s hand in hers and kisses her over the wrist, on the back of the hand, palm of the hand, knuckles, fingertips. Therese then places a kiss over the heart before moving down Carol’s body to press a kiss on the stomach.
♔ My muse finding your muse wearing their clothes ♖ My muse having their hair washed by your muse ♗ Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap ♘ Our muses cuddling in a blanket fort ♙ Our muses sharing a bed ♛ Our muses sharing a dessert ♝ Our muses reading a book together ♟ My muse patching up a wound your muse had gotten ♤ Our muses taking a bath together ♧ Your muse playing with my muses hair ♡ Our muses accidentally falling asleep together ♠ Your muse adjusting my muses jewelry/neck tie/etc. ♥ Your muse crying about something to my muse ♦ Our muses slow dancing together
therese felt safe tucked in carol’s arms like this and she felt herself blush as she listened to carol’s words. in truth, she hadn’t always known for sure if carol did truly love her. but she knew now that she must. and therese’s love for carol had never faltered. she’d thought it might have, had tried to move on, but she’d simply been angry and hurt, and wanting to say ‘no’ to carol, to something for once. and ironically, she’d barely managed that even then. “i love you too,” therese murmured back, and leaned up to kiss carol’s cheek. her relationship with richard had had good moments too, moments therese had thought she might have loved him, but therese knew for sure now that hadn’t been the case. because even in those, therese had never felt like this, felt the happiness that carol made her feel.
No matter how many times Carol heard those words, they reminded her of the time when she thought she would surely never hear them directed at her again- not from Therese at least. Knowing what it felt like to lose Therese, Carol held her that much tighter, kissed her that much more often, even after having been reunited for so long. She leaned into the touch of Therese’s lips, never wanting the moment to end.
In the silence, she could hear the soft sounds of her own breaths synchronizing with Therese’s. Slowly, she pulled away just enough to look her beloved in the eyes. “You are so beautiful,” she breathed out, forever in awe of the creature in front of her. Carefully, with an almost hesitant touch, she brought her hand to Therese’s cheek and pulled her in for a kiss.
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her head’s resting against carol’s shoulder and her eyes are heavily lidded, showing her tiredness. therese lets out a quiet yawn and buries her face into her lover’s shoulder sleepily. she needs sleep and there’s no better place to do it than in carol’s arms.
She feels more than hears the yawn that comes from Therese. With a smile, she pulls her closer into her body, arms wrapping around to the small of her love’s back. Affectionately, she kisses the top of Therese’s head as she begins to grow tired herself.
You are a symphony. Your heartbeat, deep. Your laughter, harmonious. Your whispers, deafening.
John Maurer (via wnq-writers)
I am severely, intensely attracted to you To your thoughtfulness, to your sincerity, to your pleasantness To the idea of having you
latin-elain (via wordsnquotes)
Modern!Carol au little thing: Therese is listening to her music really loudly on her headphones to the point where Carol can hear it with perfect clarity and Carol takes them off her head and says ‘you’re ruining your hearing, you know’ and Therese just looks at Carol like…'yeah and you’re ruining your lungs but you don’t see me stubbing out your cigarettes’ and Carol is like ’…..touché’ and hands her headphones back to her
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“Do not,” Carol warned, her eyes flashing dangerously and voice dropped to a menacing pitch, “tell me to calm down. I don’t want to hear anything you have to say.”
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therese was not a particularly good dancer, as far as she believed. and thought she’d gotten better at saying ‘no’ in recent times, it was rare she could do so when it came to carol. so, when her lover suggested one night, as music played, that the two of them dance, therese shyly agreed. the two women fit well together, and soon, any shyness therese had been experiencing was forgotten about. she felt content like this with carol, and very much in love.
soon, therese’s head was resting against carol’s shoulder, holding on to her lover, eyes closed with a smile on her face, as the song came to its end.
If there was anything Carol could look back on fondly from her marriage to Harge- besides Rindy, Rindy was always the exception- it was that he taught her how to dance. The feeling of swaying to the melody with another person tucked up beside you was absolutely divine. It was something she wanted very much to share with Therese.
Of course they fit like a mosaic; crafted in exactly the right way to slot perfectly together. With Therese so close, the world narrowed to nothing but her lover’s head on her shoulder and her hip underneath Carol’s hand. She traced soft circles over the fabric to the beat of the music.
“I love you more and more with each passing hour,” she murmured directly into Therese’s ear and placed a soft kiss against her temple. The song was at an end but she couldn’t bring herself to let her darling go. Just having Therese close took her to a place of pure contentment. “There is no one I want to spend the rest of my life with.” Never in her life had she spoken words more true.
And Therese? What about her? Have you heard anything? No. It’s been over a month since she tried to call. That’s nothing.
this actually gave me an aneurysm
You don’t have to sleep over there…
Forbidden Romance
Send me a symbol and I’ll start a thread for us based on the scenario. Please specify which role you want your Muse to be.
💘 Boss x Employee ❤️ Teacher x Student 💓 Royalty/Nobility x Peasant 💕 Human x NonHuman 💖 Assassin x Target 💗 Paramour x Married Person 💙 Friend x Best Friend’s Significant Other 💚 Step/Adopted Siblings 💛 Bridesmaid x Groom / Groomsman x Bride 💟 Wildcard
{{happy munday i only have one good selfie angle}}
young Carol Aird
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