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can i just say how much i love that actor he looks just like Peter/Ian it’s my favorite thing.
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arixxl replied to your post:▲
can i just say how much i love that actor he looks just like Peter/Ian it’s my favorite thing.
i try. <3 you have no idea the struggle it is to find proper interracial porn to begin with.
“I love you. I’m proud of you. I’m proud of us.” and/or "Who do you think you're talking to?"
Teen Wolf MemeShe’s everything to him. She’s his mate, she’s his partner, she’s-- well, everything. Some days it’s hard remember why they do what they do. Some days, the easiest thing in the world would be to just quit, but on those days, it’s like she reads his mind and says exactly what he needs to hear.I love you. I’m proud of you. I’m proud of us.Leaning in, Scott rests his forehead against hers, hands coming up to cup her cheeks gently and for a moment, he just breathes her in, taking comfort in her scent. It’s moments like this that he feels invincible, like he can do anything in the world as long as the other alpha is at his side.“Okay,” he murmurs, nodding. “Okay. Let’s do this.”
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x | ooc i love you so so much <33 i hope you know that.
Wed Me and/or Haunt Me
Leave a “Wed Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours, or marrying yours, feel free to specify.]
He knew it was his duty. From the moment he’d taken his father’s position as Khal, from the moment he’d forced his father out of the pack, he knew what awaited him in the Beacon: the daughter of the Lord of the Hill promised to the pack, to Rafael, and now to Scott. He knew that no one in this world married for reasons other than pure advantage, and yet knowing that he would be bringing this girl of pale skin into their world of cruelty sat ill with him.It troubled him, thoughts plaguing him until the night before they were to wed, the night in which he first laid eyes upon her and suddenly, all that worry gave way to desire.Not just a desire of flesh, though there were stirrings there as well, but a desire to be better for her .On the dawn of the next morning, they were joined in front of the pack and her people, named Khal and Khaleesi. They did not speak each other’s language. There was nothing that brought them together other than a sense of duty.Yet they would manage.They would flourish.And some day, singers would tell tales of the ‘savage’ Khal and the Khaleesi that tamed his heart, of the Queen she came to be and of the daughter that changed everything the world thought it knew about women in power.
"What does it mean?" Lydia asks, reaching out to brush her fingertips just near the ink in his skin. It's new, it has to be. But where she comes from, tattoos were for criminals, used to brand and punish. Here, they meant something. Represented status, were beautifully done despite the fact that she hadn't worked up the courage to get one yet herself. But as far as she knew, nothing had changed and so the new ink intrigues her.
Tattoo meme
He was sitting at the fire, Emi held in his arms as the rest of his pack celebrated another victory among their people when he felt her beside him, fingers brushing so gently against skin that was still healing. He offered her a smile, shifting Emi into one arm so that he could raise the other, allow her to have a better look at the two thick bands encircling his bicep upon his sword arm. “Reminder,” Scott replied gruffly in Lydia’s original tongue, the one he still worked to learn that way Emi might know both. “No word... love,” he managed, and there wasn’t; while she had taught him about it, taught him what it was to truly love, there was no written word for it in Scott’s own tongue, but this was as close as he could get. A reminder of why he fought, of why he would always fight.One band for Lydia.One band for Emi. The two that he would gladly go to the ends of the world and back for. “Love Lydia. Love Emi,” he reminded her.
arixxl replied to your photo:Son. Son. It’s taken so long to make this FF in...
Omfg I’m literally never around anymore I love you so much you’re too sweet.
pls.
follow forever means forever.
❝ You understand wanting to protect what you care about , don’t you ? You’d do anything . ❞ Scottaaaay
the wolf among us
They'd come to him with tales of what his Queen had done, of the way she'd fed his father parts of his own sellsword before burning him alive in a Khal's funeral pyre.They'd come to him before she had and all he needed to do was look upon her before she offered her explanation, devoid of an apology, though he would not have accepted it. Instead, he brought her into his embrace, pressing the most gentle of kisses upon the crown of her head. "My father was a fool to believe that he need not fear you, Khaleesi," he murmured, "as Peter was before him." Lifting her hand, he pressed a kiss to each individual nail, filed sharp. "You have your own set of claws."
"I'm cold. Come closer." Whichever verse muse grabs for it first.
Fifteen Fluffy One-LinersThe nights had certainly grown colder and even the furs could not seem to keep the chill at bay. Or perhaps it was not the weather at all; since the poisoning, the Khal had found it difficult to find warmth. In this moment, he suspected it was less about her catching a chill and more about worrying that perhaps he had.Still, he moved closer, wrapping a strong arm around his Khaleesi's waist, drawing her back to his chest to press the gentlest of kisses to her soft hair. "Lydia... warm now?"