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@moonjeweled
friendly reminder that ez is HERE now !
Isn’t the moon dark too, most of the time?
Linda Pastan, from “Why Are Your Poems so Dark?” published in Poetry (via vvenari)
Or did you mean to ask “Why are you sad so often?” Ask the moon. Ask what it has witnessed.
Linda Pastan, from “Why Are Your Poems so Dark?” published in Poetry (via lifeinpoetry)
happy v day from ez @ y’all
meghanmarkle: Breakfast of champs #raspberriesforthewin #curlysue
aboutwinning:
SC. to kick my boy.
@moonjeweled
❝ listen to me, ez. the MINUTE you set foot into this office building, you are my client ! do you understand that ? i am your lawyer. this is … SHIT, ez, this is my firm now. not too long ago it was in rubbles, my standing is fragile enough as it is. do you know what they’d do to me if they knew? they’d tear me apart without flinching ! they are waiting for me to fuck up and this ? ❞ he motions between them, tries to keep his voice leveled, tries not to freak out entirely ( knows it’s unfair ––– this is on him, solely on him. ) ❝ it’s what they goddamn want okay ? so when you are in here, you talk to my secretary before waltzing into my office unannounced … okay ? ❞
SHE STARES AT HIM UNBLINKINGLY from her position on his desk, waiting patiently for his verbal vomit to CEASE before she replies. She wants to snip that if his position is so shaky, that might as well find a new lawyer, but she would NEVER be so cruel ( Ezra wasn’t one to use her words as weapons, not like HIM ) It’s a toss up though between snipping back or taking a cutesy approach now. BOTH held certain appeal but the thought of dissolving into tears or showing any sign of WEAKNESS was abhorrent. He’d seen her cry enough as it was, and humiliation still prickled under her skin at the very thought.
❝ –––––––––– Fine... I’ll go tell Donna I’m here AND that I’m leaving. ❞ Passive aggression seemed a suitable punishment and is offered along with a tight-lipped smile that doesn’t meet her eyes.
Monica Bellucci by Gianpaolo Barbieri
Acts of Affection
rockinrpmemes:
Send in a symbol from YOUR muse to see how MY muse will react to yours! For the ones where YOUR muse gives or says something to mine: WILD CARD! Your muse can pick the item, sings a specific song, or says a specific thing!
Family/Platonic:
✩ Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.
✪ Rubbing their back after a stressful day or disappointment.
★ Cooking them their favorite meal and feeding them.
✬ Making them their favorite hot beverage.
☼ Cuddling on the sofa next to each other.
☀ Singing them to sleep.
☆ Getting them something they need before they ask for it.
☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk.
✥ Play fighting!
❃ Mussing their hair or tugging at their clothes (a hat, sleeve, etc.)
Shipping/Romance:
♥ Laying by their side and watching them while they sleep with a fond smile.
♡ Kissing the corner of their eyes.
❥ Running your hand over their arm and gently pulling them close.
❤ Whispering sweet nothings in their ear.
❦ Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.
❣ Staring deep into their eyes with adoration.
ღ Rubbing your leg against theirs under the table.
ℒ Pulling them into a hall/alley to kiss them passionately.
£ Brushing your hand over or gently squeezing their bum.
Ω Running a hand over their collar bone or décolleté.
Sexual/NSFW:
✖ Soft nips at the neck and shoulder line.
✗ Bathing, washing, or soaking together quietly after sex.
♦ Body worshipping their naked form, slowly.
✚ Painting honey dust, edible paint, or other soft brush strokes on their body.
✦ Giving a sensual massage.
♢ Straddling their lap and holding their face to yours for a deep kiss.
▲ Dressing them up in lingerie (or gear) with gentle attention.
▽ Running your hand between their thighs, and splitting their legs apart.
► Unzipping their clothes free and kissing their neck.
HAVING A DEMON SUCK YOUR DICK IN THE CHURCH CONFESSIONAL BOOTH IS VALID
SUCKING A DEMON’S DICK IN THE CHURCH CONFESSIONAL IS ALSO VALID!!
@dissolvedshadows
you’re a work of art
SUBTLE ROMANCE / ACCEPTING
CELESTIAL BEINGS, ORBS OF LIGHT, born out of chaos in a galaxy ruled by darkness. rays of sunshine wrap around throats made out of marble, ichor through their veins ( TELL ME CHILD, IS IT A SIN FOR TWO HOLY BEINGS TO TOUCH ?? i will be born in sin for you. i will rip away my wings and thread the feathers together into a NECKLACE OF STARS so you may wear it around your neck, my heart against your heart. ) such beauty surely cannot be contained within two bodies so small && frail. mortal flesh ought to not be able to withstand the heat of a thousand stars and yet —–
ANGELS SINGING / or is it just their souls fusing together into one ?? the edges are frayed and jagged, but they fit so prettily against one another, satine is not sure where she ends and where ezra begins, amorphous mass that should be grotesque and yet looks so akin to HOLY COMMUNION.
seraphic lips curve into a smile && when fingers reach forward to wrap around lover’s, to bring them to her lips so she may kiss the tips one by one, she swears she can see starlight stain the skin, overflowing at the seams, glittering in the dull light of an overcast morning.
“ only when i’m with you ——- ” nightingale’s voice is earnest, as if any other tone would deem her words untrue, but cerulean hues glimmer with mirth as she tugs on her hand within her grasp, slants her lips against erza’s in a genteel kiss, the brush of flesh on flesh, laughter amidst the hurricane. “ only when i’m with you. ”
John Simmons (1823-1876), “Hermia and Lysander, a midsummer night’s dream” detail.
It’s such an injustice that women have been made to fear the night. Women have such a strong connection to the moon and the night is a time where feminine energy flows and the goddess is in the air. The night belongs to women and being out in the moonlight is good for the woman’s soul. It’s a crime that men have tried to take that away from us.
Glyn Smyth
𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 from soil that has remained infertile for years. Wings, scorched, restored. Light found, where there was once shadow. This is the song of the hopeful few, the smell of peeled orange covering every sense.
One, bereft of judgment, the other, without mercy - insanity, doing something over and over again and expecting a different result.
Maybe this time, it will be changed.
𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐒 - @moonjeweled / plotted thread - NOT TO BE REBLOGGED BY ANY ASIDE FROM SOL.