May 16
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something soft photo keychains
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wat do i want for lunch ? i want smthihng thats not challenging
putting things in the queue and carefully rearranging their order every day so that the next post might be for you
@hockeymade liked for a starter ♡
Shane doesn't know how being romantic actually works. They spend a decade dancing around each other. It feels a little weird to just wake up right next to the man you had been in love with for so many years.
Not a bad kind of weird. Just.. unreal? He still can't believe it.
Shane reaches a hand out to brush gentle fingertips against bronze curls. Ilya appears to be glowing in the early sunlight that's peaking into the bedroom through the half-closed blinds. This man so effortlessly gorgeous and Shane's heart is doing silly skips in his chest at the sight.
Maybe this is what being in love feels like.
thinking abt giving foam some type of Touy that's bigger than her
M(h)aol - Something Soft
🔥 — “don’t move. you’re warm.” ( sol, using him as her personal heater)
FOREWORD INCOMING !! accepting !! forced proximity from @mkoshi
the sanctum settles into a quiet kind of winter hush, the kind that presses in from thick stone walls and tall windows dusted with cold. strange lies stretched along one of the many couches tucked into a lesser-used room, the fire low but steady nearby, its warmth fighting the chill that magic never quite seems to chase away. a book rests loosely in his hand, forgotten for the moment, as someone lies comfortably on his chest, her weight familiar and grounding.
he shifts slightly, just enough to reach for another book from the small stack balanced near the arm of the couch, and the movement earns him an immediate complaint from her. it pulls a smile across his face without effort, a quiet laugh slipping past his lips as his chest rises beneath her. his free hand, the one not reaching for the book, settles against her back, fingers spreading there in an easy, reassuring touch.
" i'm not, i'm just getting my book to read. it's too cold to go anywhere. "