arthur

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yk when I think of spooning on a hot afternoon, I think of a cute guy, not my dog

but at least she’s a cutie ;)

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so like? an old apartment— i’m talking 20s era wallpaper on the walls, that red rug thats always in old museums, crown molding, wooden architecture— ahhhh, yk the the stuff. and an old record player of course! sitting in the corner, beside that overly large house plant that shifts the sunlight’s rays in the room. it’s night, however— the moon is full, and crowding the small room in light. there’s a record on the player, turned down low, as not to disturb the peace that lingers. dancing with that special someone— that pretty boy, of course! so in love with each other, happy to be in that moment with one another. oh what a lover boy I wish to be!

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laying beneath the galaxy of my ceiling, and staring each other face to face.

it’s quiet— the wee hours of the morning are upon us.

you blink slowly, trying not to let the drowsiness overcome you—

“I wish this moment could last forever.”

it’s the yawn that makes me chuckle— “why can’t it?” I ask.

“because—”

except you’re already fast asleep— with eyes closed sweetly and rosy lips I can kiss ever so lightly as to not wake you.

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I wish I had a guy to share the holidays with :( I'd do so much for him, he's really missing out rn :v

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omg the halloween\fall dates I'd plan if I had a boyfriend :o pumpkin patches? apple picking? haunted houses? baking spooky stuff? carving pumpkins? watching halloween movies together?

my future bf better be excited *-*

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I'm a simple boy: if I nuzzle my face into you the way a cat does, please give me head rubs. I'll love you forever, I swear <3

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sometimes I really crave being up late at night with my boyfriend, playing vinyls on our record player, laying in bed, just in silence, and every so often,

"I like this part because—"

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I'm going to take this moment to say one thing, and one thing only:

.

.

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I love men.

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bf who loves baking x bf who has no idea what he's doing but wants to help anyways

kisses for each, and EVERY step :3

hugs from behind to help stir

using the rolling pin together omg *o*

decorating together

oml having cute baked treats to eat toegther!!

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let's burn our tongues on hot chocolate together,

numb ourselves in the snow so cold,

cool down from the summer sun in the ocean,

dance when it rains, sing when it's on the verge of stopping

let's love each other, during the little moments of life <3

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I crave head pats and tummy rubs :( from a cute boy :( rn :'(

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things men do that are hot

dancing with their instruments\and or microphone stands :)

singing while they cook!! omg

dancing without music

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can we play video games together? let's make a minecraft world together :) or a sims family, or even share the same character in a multiplayer game >*<

to make it even better:

everytime we win or fail, we give each other a kiss :)

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things I'd have him call me because I think they're cute *^*

love, lovebug, loverboy

pretty boy (how does anyone use this as an insult? ;-;), pretty prince

cutie, cutie-patootie

prince, king

flower boy, flower child

your scavenger (I wanna find you things and be your little finder, I'm good at it :D)

your roadie (I LOVE musicians <3)

your boyfriend <3 <3 <3

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things to do long distance!!

write cute letters\be penpals <3

make each other mystery boxes\gifts to send to each other!! (if it's not expensive of course)

obvi video chat if you're into it °-° or livestream if you're brave enough ;)

matching photos so they fit together!! (bonus points if you use them as profile pics)

the thing where you can both watch Netflix or something like that at the same time? do it, discuss °~°

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can I write you letters?

I want to tell you about everything.

my day, my life,

how I feel about the world

and especially

about how you make me happy, the way you talk about yourself,

how much I love you.

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>>hi :3 this is an excerpt of a story I've been working on (I rewrote it so it would work without being from a specific atory\lore that doesn't make sense to anyone but me o.o) I hope it's obvious that's its mean to be mlm :0<<

His breathing is calm versus mine, and he's completely cool. He's sitting on my lap and he has his hands in the grass beside me. His smile as he stares down at me is beautiful, and his eyes glisten in the setting sun. 

I smile up at him with a confused smile-- I can feel myself anxiously trembling beneath him. My body is heating up to an uncomfortable temperature, but it's not bad by any means, just perplexing. My stomach is in a tight knot and it seems to get tighter with every passing moment. 

He lowers his face to press the tip of his nose to mine. The air pouring from his nose is warm on my face. He takes a long whiff of my scent and savours it with closed eyes. When he opens them again, he's staring into mine longingly. 

We quickly move in sync after a long moment of confusion and desperation. His hands are on my cheeks, and I'm holding his hips close to mine. Our lips, when pressed together, create a tropical fruity flavor-- the popsicles my mother gave us earlier were a sweet treat, but definitely not as sweet as this.