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[coolxatu]

>at the graveyard

>rotten hand thrusts out of the dirt

me: *holds it*

[chunkecheeks]

type “i am” in the tags and whatever comes up first is your new mandatory kin

[eloiserph]

wow mood

[acrylicbrushstroke]

if you’re rude to waiters at restaurants i hate you

[sakizremade]

[troyellabalgifs]

[4am-reflections]

“no feelings,” he says as he wraps both of his arms around my waist, pulling me into his chest.

“no feelings,” i say when his fingers raise my chin towards his.

no feelings. our lips meet and a fire erupts inside me.

no feelings. days become weeks. his secrets become my own, his laughter the soundtrack of my nights.

no feelings. we lay on the couch, limbs intertwined. he plays with my hair. kisses me with his entire being as we say goodbye.

no feelings but i don’t mean it. i don’t mean it. i’m sorry.

4am

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[damnthosewords]

Alternate Coverage - H

[robbears]

“Wait… are you braiding my hair?” mia x wren

PHYSICAL CONTACT STARTERS: open !  

sob a luz alaranjada que passava pelas frestas da persiana do apartamento de wren, os fios macios de sua colega de trabalho tomavam uma tonalidade tão dourada e bonita quanto ouro líquido. talvez fosse superficial admitir que a primeira coisa que havia notado sobre mia haviam sido seus cabelos loiros, aqueles que desciam em cascata sob suas roupas formais e emolduravam o rosto delicado dando destaque aos olhos no tom de ciano, bonitos até presos ou bagunçados em alguma segunda-feira corrida. o jovem nunca havia sido alguém a prestar muita atenção para si mesmo no espelho, muito menos para se atentar a detalhes. mas mia era, sem sombra de dúvidas, a garota de seus sonhos e de vez em quando, ainda precisava de um choque de realidade para se lembrar de que estava vivendo a realidade. enroscava os dedos nos seus fios, tocava em sua nuca ou acariciava o interior de suas mãos; qualquer coisa que o tato pudesse traduzir ao seu inconsciente de que não era um sonho lúcido o que estava vivendo com ela. “hmm...?” ele demorara um pouco para decifrar as palavras dela, distraído com a própria tarefa de separar as mechas e trançar seu cabelo, absorto nos próprios pensamentos. “oh... sim. estou.” confirmou, e como ela não parecia ter alguma intenção de reclamar sobre, continuou em silêncio até que terminasse. com a trança pronta, mas ainda solta, pegou-a com delicadeza e colocou-a por cima do ombro da mulher, revelando a pele nua, onde depositou um beijo suave. “eu nunca tinha te visto de trança antes. você fica bonita assim.”

[anotherdamnrpmemeblog]

things that are hard to hear.

**possible triggers - abuse / death / suicidal implications change pronouns as needed for things you’d WANT to hear, click here!!

❝ i don’t want you in my life anymore. ❞

❝ i don’t want to have a relationship with you. ❞

❝ she’s not coming home. ❞

❝ that wasn’t meant for you. ❞

❝ i don’t love you, okay? i never did. i never will. ❞

❝ you’re wasting my time. ❞

❝ you’re wasting your time. ❞

❝ you’re not listening to me! ❞

❝ i feel like i can’t tell you anything. ❞

❝ you’re too late. ❞

❝ you don’t give yourself enough credit. ❞

❝ you don’t give me enough credit. ❞

❝ it’s time for things to change. ❞

❝ you failed me. ❞

❝ fuck you. ❞

❝ i can see right through you. ❞

❝ things are getting bad again. ❞

❝ are things getting bad again? ❞

❝ move on. ❞

❝ that’s on you. that’s your fault. ❞

❝ you’re holding on to things that are holding you back. ❞

❝ you haven’t changed. ❞

❝ i’m not changing my mind. ❞

❝ i’m dying. ❞

❝ you’re good – but you’re not as good as you could be. ❞

❝ it’s always about you. ❞

❝ nobody cares about your problems. ❞

❝ i don’t trust you. ❞

❝ you’re being taken advantage of! ❞

❝ i feel like you’re taking advantage of me. ❞

❝ did you hear what she said about you? ❞

❝ life isn’t fair. suck it up. ❞

❝ i didn’t mean i liked you that way– ❞

❝ maybe it’s better this way. ❞

❝ i wish i’d never met you. ❞

❝ you ruin my happiness. ❞

❝ i think we should see other people. ❞

❝ i’m not ready to settle down. ❞

❝ i want to love someone like you love me. ❞

❝ you can do anything you set your mind to, but you won’t. ❞

❝ stop crying. ❞

❝ don’t come back. ❞

❝ i’m not coming back. ❞

❝ i don’t care enough about you to hate you. ❞

❝ i feel like you’re dragging me down with you. ❞

❝ why don’t you smile anymore? ❞

❝ something happened today. ❞

❝ i don’t want to do this anymore. ❞

❝ stop letting it get to you. ❞

❝ i’m sorry. ❞

❝ i’m not sorry. ❞

❝ you’re not sorry. ❞

[robbears]

“You don’t mind me touching you there, right?” (rhi x birdie)

PHYSICAL CONTACT STARTERS: open !             

os olhos castanhos seguiram as feições de rhiannon ao escutar a pergunta, em análise. confortavelmente deitada no sofá, braços e pernas longas escapando pelas beiradas, não esperava que a garota se detesse ou sequer pedisse permissão para tocá-la. parecia natural para ela que fizesse o que bem entendia, pois naquele momento, onde dividiam aquele espaço pequeno em silêncio e podia sentir o compassar devagar e relaxado de rhiannon contra si, sentia como se aquela conexão pertencesse a outras vidas, embora houvesse de se lembrar que não era a verdade. e é claro, havia o namorado. mas logo expulsou o pensamento, uma vez que tais constatações não fariam nada além de aborrecê-la; confirmando o inquérito alheio em um único suspiro. “no meu bolso de atrás? u-huum.” uma risada curta foi abafada pelo próprio antebraço onde preguiçosamente repousava seu rosto. “não tem muito o que se sentir aí atrás, mas fique à vontade.” ela voltara a fechar os olhos, porém um curvar singelo nos lábios ainda estampava a expressão. com o corpo amolecido e o próprio ritmo cardíaco começando a sincronizar-se com o dela, deliciosas cócegas no estômago, pensava que poderia pegar no sono a qualquer instante. “rhi, você já assistiu sixteen candles? you know, desde que eu vi esse filme aos onze anos, eu sempre sonhei em encontrar aquela pessoa que entraria no colégio comigo com uma das mãos dentro do bolso da minha calça... mas acho que nunca encontrei alguém assim. eu não sei. talvez tenha.”

[herizcns]

give me a “you’re my enemy’s younger/older sibling and at first I was only hooking up with you to get back at them but now I actually, really like you and the fact that this pisses your sibling off is an added bonus” plot pls!

[ruadrisresources]

Physical Contact Starters

No explicit NSFW, but some could be interpreted that way. Alter as necessary!

SOFT

“Your hands are so warm.”

“Ah, that feels good…”

“Wait… are you braiding my hair?”

“Is it okay if I lean on you?”

“Just hold me for awhile. Please.”

“You don’t mind me touching you there, right?”

“Oh! I didn’t mean to fall asleep leaning on you.”

“Don’t stop stroking my hair…”

“Be gentle with me.”

“Y’know, I could go for a back rub right now. Just saying.”

“Please… Kiss me, even if it’s just this once.”

“I bet I’m strong enough to pick you up.”

“Can I use your lap as a pillow?”

“Touch me. I don’t care how. I just need to feel something right now…”

“I could kiss you all over.”

“That tickles!”

“Mind washing my back for me?”

“I didn’t know you were the cuddling type.”

“I love how soft your lips are.”

“Don’t get up just yet, I’ll miss having you next to me.”

“No one’s kissed me like that in a long time.”

ROUGH

“Ow! That fucking hurt!”

“Keep talking, and I’ll seriously slap the shit out of you.”

“You stepped on my foot!”

“Did you do that on purpose?”

“Please be more gentle next time…”

“Don’t squeeze so tight!”

“Hey, don’t touch me there. It hurts.”

“Did you just bite me?!”

“Next time I’ll hit you like I mean it.”

“Is that the best you’ve got?”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“I’ll make you bleed.”

“You really can’t take a hit, can you?”

“Hey!! What was that for?!”

“Shit, are you crying? I didn’t mean to do it that hard.”

“That stung a little. Go easy on me next time.”

“Don’t tell me you can’t handle a little sparring.”

“You almost knocked me over!”

“I won’t stop until I hear you scream.”

“That’s gonna leave a bruise…”

“You broke my nose!”

[peachnlov-moved-deactivated2019]

reblog this and tag the first vine that comes to ur mind. mine is the one of the people yelling at cabbage

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Alisha Boe in Shawn Mendes’ New Music Video for Lost In Japan

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