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ׄ   multifandom w. dark themes. ️️️️️️️️️️️️ ️️️️ not suitable for minors

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i haven’t watched project hail mary yet, but slowly ‘am falling for the tony stark x ryland grace propaganda. like, i see the vision with this ship.

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i find it crazy how a group of white people in quebec literally made a " protest " with a sing saying " i remember a quebec white " when they literally stolen the land from the indigenous peoples. quebec was never white. are people out of their minds? i swear i fuckin’ hate the social system we live in because they would never take action against this, minimize it and rather go against minorities who fight for their rights.

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okay,, i have finally finished organizing my two blog and taglist. i also added john wick,, chicago fire & the rookie. i thought about them, so maybe in the future i’ll come up with ideas to write.

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defsanq will be a blog where i will reblog writing and other stuff and maybe reply to asks. just announcing.

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bookshelves

off campus

distraction w. garrett graham — f ! reader

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𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻──────𝓌．𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗆 ⅋ 𝖿𝖾𝗆! 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ✿ （422） 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 ． 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉

"you’re blushin’ bebe," garrett remarks, a smirk spreading across his face as he rests his chin on your right shoulder. his touch makes you giggle uncontrollably—it feels ticklish. you elbow him and say, "i— ‘am not. you’re imagining things."

he lets out a snort and effortlessly turns you to face him, boldly running his hands over your hips and thighs. "right, right. but, weren’t you the one who told me that won’t blush around me?" he questions, his fingers slipping under your sweater to touch your breast, his thumb gently circling your nipple. you sigh, feeling goosebumps down your spine from the sensation, closing your eyes as a moan escapes your lips.

but, when you realize you’re getting distracted, you quickly shove his hand away. "ugh, stop! you tease. i need to study."

garrett watches you walk away towards the bed with your book on your hands. for a moment, he swears he notices a slight change in your behavior that makes him believe you might be blushing.

wait—

oh fuck.

you were actually blushing.

he fucking knew it.

"see? you just proved my point," he calls out as he jumps onto the bed next to you. you grunt in annoyance, wondering why you're wasting time arguing with this stubborn guy who never backs down.

you decide to give in. "fine, you win. happy?"

"yeah, more than happy," he replies with a smug grin, which then turns into a concerned look. "but are you sure you don’t want to do something to distract yourself?"

you raise an eyebrow at him. he coughs and awkwardly rephrases. "i mean, it’s been two weeks since you started studying, and the exam is in a month?"

“yeah, i know, but—”

“no, i get it. i know it's important for you to pass, but you’re overworking yourself. you barely sleep sometimes… i’m worried you’ll burn out if this keeps up…”

you pause for a moment. he’s right. you hardly get enough sleep and can’t remember the last time you ate a meal. you've been so focused on your studies that you haven't seen any of your friends for at least three months. you smile slowly at the realization that garrett was worried about you.

“wait, are you worried about me?”

“isn't normal for a man to be worried for their girlfriend?” you chuckle at his answer, giving him a kiss on his forehead. “i’m just teasing you, garrett.”

you finally put your book away. giving your full attention to your boyfriend. “so, when do we start?”

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