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[dirtystrifeandrhymes]

[dirtystrifeandrhymes]

Director is so creative…

… and Their games are so fun to play. 😍🤤😵‍💫

[evasbooksblogandmore]

Loved by Mistake (forever Safe Romance Book 12) Felicity my dear girl all these insecurities she has of not feeling enough for Parker. Parker does everything in his power to show his love and devotion to her. But her not coming from money has made her put her guards up. Will she let all the pain behind to let Parker love her? Will Parker claim her as his? Will the families be able to get over the hurtles? @chashireem #unconditionallove #devotedtoyou Loveconquersall #parker #felicity #tattooedbrides Foreversaferomance #book12 ParkerandFelicity #cancerbridesproject #tattoos #loveconquersall #cahshireem #chashiree https://www.instagram.com/p/B41b7PFg2is/?igshid=1ioadjw9nwvo2

[agoodwin96]

#womancrushwednsday #Wcw with this one of a kind woman. Her mind, her heart, and her personality are exactly what a guy like myself needs! Thank you for being so beautiful inside and out! Your an amazing woman, and your my woman! #photooftheday #instagram #instagood #beautiful #thankful #goals #relationships #cutenose #picturepefect #stunning #mine #keepingyou #devotedtoyou #myheart #greatful

[dvtd2u]

Mengagumi dalam Diam

Karena ada rupa yang hanya bisa kukagumi saja

Tak bisa kulihat dengan kedua belah mata

Apalagi ku genggam dengan kedua tangan kecilku

Sungguh mengagumimu dalam diam ternyata tak segampang itu

[capricornsagittariuslove]

Do I Wanna Know?

...If this feeling flows both ways...

..

Her shoulders are bare, small and marginal, rested against his muscular chest. His arm is wrapped around her loosely, biceps pressed up against the crook of her elbow. She gently circles his pecks with her long nails, the ghost of a smile present on her lips, filled with content and satisfaction — a warmth within her stomach.

He lay there semi-emotionless, sleep deprived eyes staring off into the growing darkness of the bedroom. He frowns and worry lines are apparent. The smell of her damp hair is soothing where she had previously got out of the bath; he is thankful for the scent of soap and flowers she radiates. 

He wants to get up and get dressed, but she looks the happiest he's seen her for a long time. Her cheeks are flushed and he knows deep down this is what she's wanted since they first met.

It's not that he didn't want it and it's not that he doesn't have feelings for her. It's that she is too good for him and he is disgusted with himself. He has no intentions of pursuing a relationship with her, let alone marriage, but they lay in his bed nude and pleasured and he is guilty for leading her on to believe that this is okay.

His body goes rigid as she shifts a fraction, her face turning upward. 

She trails delicate kisses up his neck, the feeling so intense it proved a difficulty not to shut his weary eyes. Her lips carried on their journey up to his jawline and beyond, but he spoke softly before she could reach his lips.

"Stop that,"

She looks hurt and confused and taken aback by his change in attitude. After all, just ten minutes ago he was bedding her and now he was deliberately losing his grip. But she understands. And it burns.

He breathes out through his nose and his face is full of aggravation. For the first time in a long while — he regrets.

[capricornsagittariuslove]

Jealousy

I imagine that Petra and Eren would have one of the best friendships. I almost found out that Eren's start sign (Aries) and Petra's star sign (Sagittarius) are really compatible as they're both Fire elemental. 

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"You're so cute, Eren," Petra laughed, poking his arm.

"N-No, I'm not!"

The female squad member continued to playfully laugh at his protests, a genuine smile on her lips. Eren blushed and rolled his eyes, pulling out another bed sheet from the basket below.

One of the best getaways from the continuous floor scrubbing and shelf dusting was helping Petra out with particular chores. He found she was usually taking up tasks he was used to seeing his mother do: washing the clothes, changing the bedding, etc. 

Her presence was very calming and maternal for a soldier. Though she did have a habit of randomly bursting into a string of musical hums. Fortunately, she had a very good voice.

Eren handed over a pillow case to Petra, which she pegged against the clothes line. "Are we friends?"

Petra paused, her fingers stuck to the wiry line. She slowly faced him, an expression full of confusion. "Of course we're friends, Eren,"

He smiled kindly, looking down at his boots a bit bashful. Petra pet her hand against his shoulder as reassurance. With affection painting over her heart shaped face, Petra mouthed 'everything will be okay' — which gave the Titan boy the boost he needed that day.

"Petra!"

Their heads spun at the strict voice, allerting them to his immediate attention. The authoritative figure stalked toward them, strangely composed, but that was never unusual.

"Yes, Captain?" She replied.

"Go inside. Eren can finish up here."

"Oh... okay."

His stormy eyes watched the smaller woman leave, though she was rather hesitant to. He waited until she had disappeared inside of the headquarters before turning to the younger male sternly.

"Oi, Eren,"

"Eh," he turned toward the Corporal, face flustered. "Yes, Captain?"

"If she kisses you, I'll throw you in the dungeon."

Eren gulped, watching his superior turn and walk away coldly. What on Earth had given him that impression?

[capricornsagittariuslove]

Almost

Written for sunflowersandlilies ^_^

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I touched those dimples Upon your cheeks I longed for those lips Oh, what does she seek?

Your skin like milk Freckled with honey Your laughter like bells And you think that I'm funny

...

Levi was not a man of words, per se. When the situation called upon brutal honesty and courage, his presence was more than needed. But there is a difference between heroism on the battlefield and bravery concerning romance and love. 

If he could have anything, it would be a trophy. He wouldn't admit it, but that's what he'd settle for. Not a medal around his neck nor a golden statue on his shelf, but a living, breathing piece of humanity on his arm.

When he thinks of this section of humanity — this trophy — he thinks of kindness and crystal gentility. It is a whited sepulchre to say such a thing being the man that he is, but that is what strives him to carry on in a world as doomed as theirs. This prize, this goal; watching from afar as he admires her very entity and seeking reason to check up on her.

It isn't until they are up late again enjoying tea — he is sat against the love seat one evening, his broad shoulders gently brushing her narrow ones. He takes a side glance and she is gazing through her thick lashes, flushed with modesty as she is bore into by his steel eyes. 

His arm is hovering above her upper back, lazily resting on the back of the settee. He wants to hold her blouse-clad torso against his strong chest and tell her she's an interesting one. 

He's had enough of treating her like a little girl when he isn't commanding her as a superior. There's no more time for awkward exchanges in the hallways and one-armed hugs as he shoos her off to bed.

She is looking up at him, her pupils wide with excitement, resting against him slightly. There is the ghost of a mischievous smile on her lips and when she slowly blinks those long lashes he feels his heart melt. There is a chance right now to break the ice and he's going to take it, pulse heightened and chest rising, leaning down toward her sweet smell and soft lips and he's nearly there, their eyes half-open and they're nearly kissing...

He pulls back.

She frowns and he sighs, because they both know why.

Levi knows he wouldn't be so awkward in love and useless with romance if it weren't for their circumstances. He is a fighter and a strategist — his loyalty belonging to the people.

But Petra Ral would always have his heart.