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[daemats]

@spckenmind

     “Don’t look at me like that, of course it is a good idea, Lucien.”

[ofrising-blog]

@spckenmind | continued

“L-Liane, what is this? What are you putting on my head? I don’t like it.”

   The sun was still grinning brightly at the other, yellow-ringed hues looking up to the flower crown she had placed on his head. “I like it--” She’s trying not to giggle. “You look beautiful.” Now, she had tried to hold herself together; but ended up bursting into a fit of giggles.

[ghostsxagain]

You Can’t Make Me Leave {Ollie & Nova}

[ @spckenmind based on this x ]

Over the centuries Oliver had lost count of how many women (and men) he’d bedded. Many called for him in their time of need, whether they desired rebound sex, they were lonely, or (his personal favourite) they wished to ditch their precious virginity. There was something so satisfying about assisting with such an intimate crisis. 

Just a few hours prior Oliver had been summoned by one Nova Miranda, who had of course requested just that. He’d happily accepted, and took it upon himself to give her a more than memorable first time. Needless to say her bedroom was an utter disaster post-romp, a fact that Oliver took great pride in.

Nova had needed to rest immediately afterwards which he understood- the poor thing was wiped out. Another thing to pride himself for. As she lay in bed, Oliver slipped out of the room, preparing to leave. It was always easier to dip out before his summoner woke up-it spared them both the awkward post orgasm conversation that neither wanted to have. Just as he was about to leave, Oliver noticed just how lovely Nova’s home was. Small but comfortable, quirky without being too strange. He had only just met her but it seemed like it suited her. And he liked it. 

“Perhaps I shall grace her with my presence a little longer than expected,” he spoke out loud to no one in particular as he flopped onto her couch. 

[formidablesouls]

        “ HOLY SHIT -- you’re a hot mama. got a pretty fine rack hangin’ on there. need any help?” // @spckenmind

[arrcheron-blog]

@spckenmind

she can feel him before the scent of him registers ( it’s a pull, this bond; it’s almost as if she’s powerless with it ) and she finds herself finally turning, the movement leaving the chair she’s on creaking rather loudly. “ lucien. ” she says his name before he steps into her doorframe. here he is. here’s the man she’s seen in dreams, the man she’s never spoken to but somehow known more about than any other person. “ i thought you weren’t supposed to be here. ” her words are meek, her expression revealing absolutely nothing. 

[magiclimitsmoved]

@spckenmind ; liked for a starter for lucien.

   Feyre was being stubborn as ever when she turned herself away from Lucien. Ever since she’d had to leave the Night Court, even though it had mostly been by her own choosing, she hadn’t spoken a word to anybody. When Lucien didn’t go away, she finally spoke, “What do you want, Lucien?” Because whatever it was, couldn’t be good.

[pieorstrudel-blog]

@spckenmind liked THIS post for a starter.

   They seemed interesting... or at least their emotions did. She often couldn’t help herself, and they had stood out from the constant buzzing of people.     “Hello, I hope y’don’t mind.” The witch flashed a charming smile at them. “You seem a little - alone.”

[tentaculi]

spckenmind replied to your post: disney?? harry potter??

if u played newt scamander and/or draco malfoy, i would literally die

so would i because i could never do it (((((: