My need
Monterey Bay Aquarium
we're not kids anymore.
Show & Tell
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Claire Keane
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Origami Around
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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hello vonnie
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Xuebing Du

Kaledo Art
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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@lazy-peachy
My need
I want bruises and bite marks. I want to be reminded that I'm yours, even if no one else gets to see the markings. I want to leave scratches and hickies all over you so you know you're mine. Rip my clothes off and pull my hair. Be rough with me.
And when it's all said and done, curl up with me for hours watching our favorite shows. Let's share a cup of coffee. Play with my hair as we might take a nap on the couch. Let's ignore the day's responsibilities and focus on each other. Be soft with me.
And tell me in all the ways that you love me and I will tell you the same.
My Alastor Headcanon
I feel like Alastor maybe doesn't know what love truly is, and has never experienced it firsthand. Maybe all he has known is to kill. Maybe he just never met the right person in his human life. Until Charlie, (or anyone you may ship him with) he hasn't felt the feelings of love and lust with a person. He probably has, in a serial killer sort of way, but not the kind most of us think.
I am aware he is canonly ace, and we have no confirmation if he is also not aro. But I would like to dream that he is able to learn to love, in his weird demon ways of course. Probably involving bits of blood and knife play...
Furthermore I imagine he would be a gentleman with his s/o in front of others but becomes ravenous behind closed doors.
One of my favorite
Alastor headcannons is that he would be enticed by garters and stockings. Being a Southern gentleman of the 1920s/30s, I imagine seeing some leg/hips would make him go INSANE. Yes I know he is cannonly ace so this is 100% a headcannon but what if it also enticed his cannibalistic instincts? Mmm ripping the straps with his claws and teeth...
I need fanart/fanfiction please.
My favourite 🥰
Babygirl in the streets, submissive in the sheets 😘
My forever mood
*edit: thank you for all the reblog/note loves 🖤
I want someone who
is not afraid to be old-school and use some forms of modernized courtship. I want a man who is a true gentleman, witty, kind, and mindful. I want to be romanced continuously, asked to dance, with kisses on the hands, while being called darling and baby. Someone who wants to know, support, and respect all of my secrets, hopes, dreams, and fears. Someone who isn't afraid to let me in and know theirs.
But I also want someone who is not afraid to play rough with me sometimes behind closed doors. I want to feel intimately craved for, bitten and marked for territory, and coddled to sleep after crazy love making. I want my clothes to be torn off in a ravenous manner, thrown against a bed and romanced in a different way while my name is whispered desperately.
I want to feel loved in every form of the word.
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I learned today that I am classified as demi-sexual. I am heterosexual, but learning that I am also demi-sexual gives me a different perspective of myself I never have thought of before. I cannot bring nor have ever brought myself to wanting full sexual relations with someone unless we have passed the "saying I love you" stage of dating. Any time I have come close to sharing sexual relations without being in a formal relationship first, it ended badly. I have realized that this must be why in every relationship I have ever been in, I crave intimacy in the highest form. I value intimacy in a way I have never been able to explain until now. Intimacy is more than just primal instinct to me and I absolutely cannot bring myself to even think of engaging with someone who I barely know, let alone don't love.
I want to feel love and give my love in every form of the word to one person and one person only. I guess this is also why it hurts so damn much when someone leaves me.
“How did I forget? We’d been through this already. You’d said the same things to me before. I cried the same tears for you before. I remember it now. It was the same. My eyes burnt hot with tears. My wrist hurt from the inside like my veins were about to pop because the pain got so physically unbearable. Every word you said sounded just the same. It echoed in my head. It’s all boiled down to one thing. You didn’t need me. You didn’t even want me anymore. My voice choked because I knew you hated the sound of it. My cranky tone got to your nerves. It only infuriated you to hear me whine and beg for your time. You couldn’t feel my pain like you did once. You couldn’t relate to me. You were yelling and all I could hear is the resent you felt towards me. The words didn’t even have to make any sense but like a little dog I knew you didn’t want me close to you then. But I waited by the phone thinking you’ll need me like I need you. And I’ll be there when you do. Hours went by. A tear rolled down my cheek, occasionally now. And sometimes they just flood at the thought that you didn’t want me. My cheeks tightened with the tears that had dried up. The side of my lips got salty, somehow it had all creeped into my mouth. My throat got smaller. My appetite nonexistent. Hunger started kicking in, but my tongue rejected edibles. All I could chew is the insides of my mouth. And I was still waiting. And the worse part was that I knew that it would be alright. It shouldn’t be alright. Nobody should be made to feel this way. Nobody should let themselves feel this way. And then I thought in a loser like moment, trying to buck my self up. That I’m doing this to myself. If I love myself enough, he’ll love me again just fine. Straighten up. Smile. It’s going to be fine. You haven’t called yet. But I know it’ll be fine. Love conquers all. Doesn’t it? Love conquers us all.”
— Jen
I am in need of
#sadistic #alastor. Anyone got some fanart/fanfics? Fav ship is #chalistor. 🖤
FUN FACT
Sexual intercourse is a good cure for the common cold, it also strengthens the immune system.
yeah, we often feel so bad because of a single bad day but that should not define your life…. However difficult it might be… you can be stronger :)
https://myawesomebeauty.com/beauty-quotes-to-enjoy-part-2/
Bruises, I need cute little sex bruises.
A steamy 69 or rough sex with my boyfriend is something I want really bad right now.