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when I'm in the middle of writing a Lockprowl hc post and tumblr crashes
sometimes ill read a very good post abt like eret or ponk but op will only use one set of pronouns and i simply wont reblog it
vamp!kylo and him rutting against you, face shoved into your neck as he whimpers and pants for you, strings of cussing and praise.
“You taste so fucking beautiful--” Kylo licks his raw lips, body arching into yours in the cool light. “So good to me.”
His eyes are a hazy crimson: dark and rich, greedily taking in your pulsepoint as you writhe beneath him - hips moving in time with his own. The cold weight of him is beautiful against your sweat-slicked skin: desire coursing through you when his nose brushes against the curve of your jaw.
“I love you so much,” you gasp under the weight of it. “So much, Kylo.”
He nods, and sharp fangs dance against the soft pulse of you. There’s a hardness in his jeans and this endless craving you can taste in his kisses: ivory fangs seeking your life, and only yours.
“I love you too.”
"simon, i told you we weren't getting a parrot,"
I snap, “one winged creature in our house is enough.” He pouts, but allows me to drag him away from the colorful bird. I’d let him drag me to the pet store because…well I’m not sure, really. I have a hard time saying no to Simon.
I feel him tugging on my arm and I turn my head to see him pointing at the plastic enclosure in front of us. “What about a puppy?” He asks.
I’m about to say not to that as well, but then one of them lifts it head and whines. It’s small and black with white socks on it’s tiny paws and I know it’s meant to be ours.
“I guess I can’t say no to you either,” I sigh, and Simon squeezes my hand.
Later that night I overhear him talking on the phone. “Penny,” he says, obvious trying to keep his voice down but failing, “it worked!”
leave the first sentence of a fic in my askbox and i will write the next five
Maya, I really appreciate and love how you manage to always react to everything, but please tell us your secret and magic to do so ToT
I swear the only app I visited daily and notice is Duolingo and that's because the green owl wouldn't let us forget to do a lesson or more every single day
To quote one of the greatest fictional detectives ever
It's a gift...
And a curse
The real answer is this app is my current obsession lol. Based on experience my use of it will most likely pitter out in a few months to something like only opening it once or twice a day at first and then weekly
roseusuitta replied to your post: .
That’s actually me !! :’) I feel this in my soul!
novel writing buddies :’)
I literally can’t remember any of my spanish oral beyond the first paragraph