#his gift

[reallucywestenra]

Hello, Miss Westenra.

I hope this finds you well in your grave. I have recently heard word of your demise from Mr. Harker. A shame, really. What's even more shameful if the rumours I'm hearing of you.

I do not know what you did to deserve un-death from Him, and I do not care to know. Stay in your grave. Stay in the ground. Stay dead Goddammit!

Wishing you all the best,

- R.M. Renfield's Number 1 Simp

That does not sound like your best. What, sir, have you heard of me?

I have only recently woken. Everything is blurry and I am tired and thirsty and…and…angry with no direction.

His gift is not what you think. Yet I have it and you don’t.

You may have His words but I have His teeth.

Take care what you say to me now.

[viviennevividly]

[mastertimothyreturns]

She has wings...

Those who truly love you do not clip your wings. They recognize that flight is chosen, not forced. So instead of restraint, they offer structure— a single feather placed with intention, exactly where it will bear weight.

They understand power the way air understands wings: not as domination for its own sake, but as guidance, pressure, direction. They don’t need to know the limits of physics to know how to create lift.

In their presence, you are not pushed. You are invited. Challenged gently, held steady at the edge until desire sharpens into courage.

They see your erotic imagination not as something to tame, but as a horizon worth approaching. They set the frame, name the rhythm, and give permission for you to lean into wanting— knowing you will return stronger for having flown.

Love like this doesn’t steal your power. It calibrates it. One leads, one yields, and between them grows a quiet magic: trust that turns surrender into flight, and control into something that feels very much like freedom. Freedom to fly. Free to soar. Free to feel.

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

ik it's late but imagine yan step bro kids wanting to prepare a breakfast for him on fathers day and they ask the reader for help?

There's no other option but to say yes, honestly. Cause she tries her best to keep the facade of a happy, loving family for the kid's sake.

[rhodyrich]

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[rhodyrich]

[hhuummaannn]

so, this is the beauty of viewing rainbow with bare eyes 🌈 alhamdulillah. it’s really beautiful 🥺

Allah has gifted me with those special eyes. where things in my view are limited when it comes to insufficient of lights.

it’s always my dream to take a beautiful walk and mesmerising the night day. to life in the busy night and to breathe the air of dark day. when i traveled back from my hometown, my eyes never left a second from the car window. adoring and loving the view of nightlife.

ohh to be able to see the sunset without worrying about the dark. to be able to iftar and masjid hopping. to be able to see the stars at the sky, oh to be able to do this and that at night 🌌

rabb, please grant me a very beautiful eyes in jannah. i know You are protecting me with Your love ❤️ syukran rabb for the blessing of be able to do various things at days and to save me from what i don’t know at night ❤️