Emmett forrest you have to stop. your autism too tough. your swag too transgender. your bitch is too bad. they’ll kill you.

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Emmett forrest you have to stop. your autism too tough. your swag too transgender. your bitch is too bad. they’ll kill you.
whether you guys are making love or he’s fucking you stupid… he always cleans you up afterwards.
tonight the two of you are spent, and after cleaning the both of you off with his discarded t-shirt he pulls the covers over the both of you. he’s always been good at pillowtalk, and part of why you work so well is because you can keep up with it.
his topic of choice this evening is the future. he’s mapping out when he plans to propose, and how many children he wants — you have no problem entertaining this concept, because despite adamantly avoiding the topic of kids with every previous relationship, you actually can’t wait to see him as a father.
his fingers dance along your spine as he’s speaking his plan for the two of you to your lips. your arms fall around his neck and your fingers entangle themselves in his hair, it’s your favorite thing to do and he thinks he falls in love with you even more when you’re subconsciously massaging his scalp.
you’re both a little sweaty and reek of sex, but you genuinely don’t think either of you would want to be anywhere else with anybody else. when chris tells you he loves you with his hair disheveled, face a little pink, and mouth slightly agape and panting, chain around his neck glinting in the moonlight streaming through the curtains… you think it’s impossible that this man isn’t sent straight from the heavens.
and he feels the same way about you — seeing you lay there, your hair splayed out in a halo around you and chest heaving, thighs twitching a little and eyes clouded. he doesn’t know life not consumed by every part of you anymore and quite frankly, he doesn’t want to.
he’s full of soft kisses and skin brushing skin, lips ghosting yours in genuine smiles and holding you so close you think you’ll fall into him. he can’t help it though — when he looks at you he almost feels like the love is right there, tangible, so thick in the air you could take a bite out of it.
you are so screwed.
camjin behavior
Your presence calms my soul and mind. You have a way of making my anxieties disappear
AMC posting on insta that Armand video like girl where is he 😭 give us a clue
im so normal about sam winchester
sung roks little wispy bangs are so cute hes so trendy 🥰🥰🥰🥰 definition of trendsetter w the shaved sides too