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itsxharris‌:

“Ok, I’ll book us a cabin.” Before he could say much more her lips were against his, finding himself wrapping her in his arms. Falling back into her was easy when he loved her, no love couldn’t even explain, he didn’t know how to explain it. He kissed her back softly, letting out a soft breath when she parted from him once more. “Good,” he mumbled before returning the kiss. “It’s not going to be easy but I don’t… I don’t want to give up on us.” It felt so good running his fingers through her hair again, being able to smell her perfume again and to just have his arms around her. “I’ll make a phone call to my boss first thing, tell him I’m taking some time off.”

Emma smiled into their kiss, her arms wrapping around his neck as the happiness just seeped from her. Being with him was everything to her, every breath she took was all for him. Wrists crossed over one another as she cocked her head to the side “I know baby, I really do. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” she reminded him her lips leaning in once more, his own taking her breath away. Nodding in agreement the blonde kept her lips close to his.

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itsxharris‌:

“Then what they say about great minds thinking alike must be true.” He smiled to himself, fingers tracing over the stubble that coated his face. “Do you have any allergies or wine preferences that I should know of before hand?” Preparation, he definitely had to make a stop tomorrow at the store so he could cook her a nice meal. “I’ll be home around five in the afternoon, sound good?”

Cassie shook her head a little to eagerly on the other side of the wall, a grin as wide as the cheshire cat’s was plastered across her lips. “No, no allergies here and I will literally take wine however it comes. I’m not fussy.” she chuckled, shifting a little on the bed to lean in closer to the wall. “Sounds perfect. Would you like me to bring anything?” she asked.

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taron egerton & halston sage

gif credit: (x)(x)

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Halston Sage in the trailer for “People You May Know”  (xx)

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headofrdi‌:

Rick noticed her eyes as she smacked her ass, and did it again. “I think you already are my cock hungry slut… and if you want more of it… I think it’s time you show me what you can do and ride my dick like a good little fuck toy.” He commanded, pulling out of her so she could get into position, but not before smacking her ass once more.

Libby growled in delight, the sharp sensation of the spank rippling through the most sensitive parts of her core. There was a small moment where the headstrong hybrid was vulnerable, the sheer buildup of the spank halting a breath in her throat as she waited for the next one to come. Her tight throbbing walls once full now felt so empty as his large length pried from her, a moan of needy want escaped past her lips. He was right, she was a hungry cock slut and that was full apparent by the way she wasted no time at all. Throwing Rick to the floor the hybrid’s supernatural speed moved her into position, her hungered core slipping straight back onto his cock with a satisfying pop. Eyes rolled with the instant pleasure of him filling her once more. “Mine.” she growled ensuring he was as far into her as physically possible.

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WHO DO I REVAMP? faith lehane ( btvs ), buffy summers ( btvs ), caroline forbes ( tvd ), tris prior ( divergent series ), brooke davis ( oth ), brooke maddox ( scream ), ever bloom ( immortals series ), cassie bart ( ouat oc ), malia tate ( tw ), isabella swan ( twilight ), maleficent bertha ( descendants ), kara danvers ( supergirl ), kathryn merteuil ( cruel intentions ) , lara croft ( tomb raider ), ana steele/grey ( fsog ) or eleanor henstridge ( royals ) ─ help i have muse for all but only want one or two of them.

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inaglassbox‌:

jordan & maddison.

━ jordan wasn’t concerned for him; his concern had solely been for maddison. he didn’t need an actual reason to put off his publicist, because he did so all the time, but this time he did. figuring damage control to her, meant throwing maddison under the bus somehow, and jordan had plans for the opposite. he wasn’t sure where she was or how quickly she could meet, but the moment she answered her phone ━ he could tell she knew. “i know,” his heart ached, hearing her tears practically screaming on the other end of the line. “don’t cry, please…” he frowned, even as he got to his car and slipped into the driver’s seat. it was an unfair request, because he was sure considering what was going on, she simply couldn’t help herself. it was a good thing he was sitting down when she asked him if he had anything to do with it and he paused in starting up his car. as if the question alone was a verbal smack to him. “of course i didn’t do this?” the actor finally managed to gasp out. “where are you now?” even if it had stung, he still needed to meet with her.

maddison continued to run through the campus, hiding at every chance she could to avoid the judgemental eyes that kept falling upon her. “i’m still at the campus...” she told him, her footsteps quickening as she stayed on the other end of the phone. the silence was deafening yet she knew, she knew with all her heart that he understood entirely her pain. “h-how quick can you get here?” she sniffled wiping her tears with the back of her hand. her long olive legs carrying her quickly through a large crowd of jocks. each one shouting vulgar remarks about her. “... how can i ever show my face around here again?” she cried, somehow believing that he would have the answer, to the impossible question. a thousand thoughts ran through her mind, each one defended by an unbelievable answer. “pick me up where we had our first kiss...” she choked before hanging up her phone, slipping it instantly into her back pocket. She needed to disappear, and just being on the phone to jordan was hard for her to think.

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inaglassbox‌:

━ mon-el always kept kara up on a pedestal. having her back in his life again after seven years made things difficult, because for a while ━ he continued to accept her words without question. now that they were adjusting to life as leaders, albeit in two different times, it was getting more difficult when the two disagreed. “i’m not giving up,” he replied in an incredulous tone. how could she think that? “i’m saying if we go in without any sort of plan, more innocent people will die.” they were at a standstill, but there was no way to predict who was right or who was wrong. “when are you ever going to trust my judgement?”

kara was deflated by his argument, his tone one she had rarely encountered before their separation, but now it was becoming a daily occurrence. hues broke from his as she took a step back from him. her mon-el seemed like a distant memory in this moment, replaced by a ruler willing to sacrifice the lesser for the many. “this has nothing to do with trusting your judgement mon-el. this is about innocent lives being at stake. why— why are you being like this?” she asked her voice hushing just audible for him to hear.

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"I'm not going to stop until I'm satisfied." from my Mon-El to your Kara

Kara’s fingers wrapped around the edge of the sink as she heard those words whispered into her ear. A set of his digits digging into her hips as his length viciously ploughed into her dripping core while the other slipped into her mouth, muffling the moans from her friends beyond the door. The dress she was wearing bunched up just over her rump, muffling the sounds of their skin slapping against one another. Without a single shred of defiance from the usually defiant hero, Kara willing accepted every thrust. 

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complicatedyear‌:

Mon-El could not have stopped the thrusts that felt like molten lava against her skin, if she’d begged him to. He was so fucking close to his completion now, so close to finishing deep within Kara — exactly where he wanted to be. She was his every breath, and she should damn well know it.

“So fucking perfect,” He panted against her skin. “Perfect and all mine, aren’t you princess? You belong to me, don’t you? Say it.” He urged her with panting breaths still in her ear.

Kara was viced in her favourite spot, her legs wrapping instinctively around his waist as the assault between her thighs raged on. The sound of their flesh echoing into the room around them along with the roaring moans spewing from her Kryptonian mouth.

Eyes rolled as the euphoric pleasure engulfed every inch of her, aiding her wet folds to slick the Daxamite further. There was no answer at first, just the instinctive nod, she was so out of it with pleasure that forming a singular worded response was proving difficult. “Y—es!” She mewed her thighs trembling with each pound.

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cursed-immortals‌:

Nox could never sleep, not truly, but there were alternatives he had found. It was a quasi unconscious state, one born of meditation rather than bodily maintenance and even it proved difficult. On the fringes of his sanity he felt his father’s curse chipping away, beating at the walls of his mind to drive him from his rest. It was, in part, because of this that when the restless movements of the other came that he stirred. 

“No? Libby certainly hadn’t been clinging to that tone last night.”

A smirk came at the thought, though it was hidden by the position he had chosen. Finally she called his name and he moved to face her before his crimson hues flickered open like flames licking to life. His expression flashed with amusement as realization dawned on her fully. It was pure chance that the pair had collided once more, but the alcohol had flown through Libby like blood by the end and she had all but dragged him to the bedroom. 

“Libby.”

Pale hues grew wide, his singular response answering every single question that ran through her mind. However there was one question that lingered, dancing at the tip of her tongue, itching to be asked. “Did we... did we fuck last night?” it was a little to brass for the brunette but it was the only way she could ask him without the twisting of her words. She knew him too well, knew that he enjoyed tormenting her. His willing lover, centuries on. 

Now on all fours the brunette couldn’t help the dazed smile wash over her features, the look he gave her clouding every ounce of coherent thought in her mind. “I missed you.” a confession flew from her lips.

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Alyx & Matt.      — ( @man-of-infinite-muses )

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complicatedyear‌:

“I couldn’t damn well marry for love! How could I?! The only person I loved was seven years in the goddamned PAST.” Mon-El hadn’t meant to yell, but she was pissing him off with the looks and the pointed words. “I was fucking forced into this marriage with Imra, Kara! I MADE THE BEST OF A SITUATION I WAS FORCED IN…. something YOU taught me to do.” he snarled. He circled her then, like he was stalking his prey. Kara was his prey; always his, only his. “What do you want to hear, Kara?”

“Do you want to hear about how year after year, I’d spend the day in my private rooms, where I’d built a shrine to you that paled to this real thing I have RIGHT HERE?” He reached out then, the back of his hand colliding carefully with her cheek, a gentle caress. “I don’t want to lose this, the real thing, YOU, now that I have the chance to fix it…… fix us.” he whispered.

Kara was taken back by the sudden outburst from Mon-El. They rarely fought, and he rarely ever raised his voice, but this, this must have hit a nerve. Oceanic hues watched him with caution, his circling motion putting the Kryptonian on edge. This was a side to Mon-El that she had never seen before, a side she was almost frightened of. “I want to hear the truth Mon-El — do you love her?” she snapped, crossing her arms over her chest.

Kara couldn’t help lean into his hand, even when he was like this, she was and always would be putty in his hands. It was going to be hard enough waiting for things to finalise with Imra, but the heroine needed to find the patience and trust that Mon-El would do right by her, by them. For them. “Just don’t hurt her...” she pleaded.