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[random-imagines-blog]

Imagine a cottage retreat with Chris Pratt.

Watching him stand outside of the cottage, the way that the wind was blowing his soft curls back - he looked like a dream. Chris was watching your car approach, sweat shining on his forehead from the exertion, some dark stains on his shirt from perspiration but you got out and hugged him nonetheless. He smelled like the woods. He smelled like he belonged out here. He’d been working out here all day, just waiting for you, trying to make it perfect.

“Thank god,” He breathed, holding you close. “I really needed you. I thought that I was about to go crazy. But then I thought of you and ... here you are.”

“What’s got you feeling all romantic,” You asked, squeezing his muscles before backing up. “I love you, I’ve been thinking about you too...”

“What? Romantic?” He asked, looking at you like you were crazy. “I love you too but I needed you for another reason...” He held up his finger for your examination. You squinted, trying to see whatever it was that he was wanting you to see. “I got a splinter when I was cutting wood.”

“Of course you did,” You said, rolling your eyes. “Come on, I brought some tweezers, I’ll work it out.”

“And then can you give me a lollipop?” He joked.

“I liked you better when you were Star-Lord.”

[simplysophiab]

Not that I mind much, I get a lot out of it, too, but you’ve been coming in and out an awful lot lately. What’re you planning, Pratt? @pratticallyroyal

[random-imagines-blog]

Imagine shopping for your new house with Chris Pratt.

The furniture store was extremely intimidating. Everywhere you looked, you saw things that you weren’t sure if you needed or not. Throw pillows? Candle Holders? A huge storage cabinet for the living room to set the TV on? At the very least, you weren’t doing his alone, although you and your fiance Chris hadn’t spoken about what aesthetics you wanted to happen in the rooms.

Chris was like an over-excited puppy and wouldn’t talk to you about it anyway. The first thing that he had done upon entering was grab a cart and ride on it by running with it for a couple of seconds, then jumping up and allowing it to take him down the first aisle he came across. You sighed and shook your head, but could not feel embarrassed. This was very much the man that you had chosen to spend your life with.

When you finally caught up to him, the cart was half filled with different picture frames. “Do we really need that many?” You asked, picking one up and looked at the happy couple filler picture.

“Obviously,” Chris said like it was an obvious question. “This big one can have our wedding photo and this one can have pictures of a cute dog or something, this one can have a silly picture of you with a fake mustache because we’re going to take one of those eventually...” He droned on and on about different occasions that would be photographed and how each frame corresponded with it.

“Fine, but if we get all of these picture frames, I call dibs on getting like ten Sham-Wows.”

[simplysophiab]

Any chance I’m going to see you again, @pratticallyroyal?

[simplysophiab]

Continuation of this post. @pratticallyroyal

I always mean what I say. How long have we known each other? You should know that by now, Chris.

[therealmoltencheeseonpatty]

[etarim]

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[simplysophiab]

✈️️ ( pratt )

The main perk about flying first class was that the seats were actually little rooms, or capsules, which were isolated from one another - it gave the passengers privacy and quietude and room to rest and relax. And even sleep, because the seats were turned into real beds by the flight attendants. Soph had waited until the flight attendants had turned down the lights in the corridors, before she stole out of her pod and slipped into Chris’ - and almost crashed into him, falling into bed with him. Smirking, she pushed him onto the bed and straddled him, her night shirt riding high on her thighs. “You should take me on long-distance flights more often,” she told him matter-of-factly, while her hands dipped into his underwear and wrapped her hand around his cock, pumping him slowly. “I’ve heard orgasms are a heightened experience at such a high altitude - wanna find out?”

@pratticallyroyal