#(i love you)

[sweet-and-bitter]

..

[the-chandrian]

To Crave

I know you baby girl. You don't just want. You don't merely desire. You crave. I know because I've spent the time to build that craving within you. I've watched it grow from a simple spark to an all-consuming fire. And that power that I have, to make you crave, was not taken but was given to me by you. And it is that gift that grants me the authority to control you and to take you places you didn't even know you wanted to go.

My warm breath brushing against your tender cheek. Crave

Tracing gentle lines from cheek, to neck, to shoulder. Crave

A fist full of hair, pulling hard to expose your tender neck. Crave

A gentle nibble on lip, ear, neck and breast. Crave

The sound of my low guttural moans. Crave

The dark intensity of my deep blue eyes. Crave

When I whisper "Good girl" into your ear. Crave

Every time I take you to the edge and back again, you become just a little bit more MINE. And ultimately, to be called "mine" is the destination that you crave most of all.

[blluesiide]

It's 1:47 am when your eyes open for the third time. You stare up at the dark ceiling for a few moments before letting out a soft sigh through your nose. Turning on your side, you let out another.

It's seconds later when the shift comes from behind you, a heavy arm wrapping around your waist, pulling your back into a warm chest, a nose softly pressed into the hair at the back of your neck.

"Can't sleep?" Spencer's voice comes out, sleep heavy.

You hum back, placing your arm over his, pressing back into him, which causes a warm hum to vibrate through his chest.

"D'you wanna get up?" He murmurs.

You contemplate it for a moment, but sleep comes so rarely to Spencer, and he's quickly dozing against your body. "No, s'okay."

He hums again, the sound fainter. Then he inhales deeply, your scent filling his senses as he tightens his hold on you.

A moment later, he tugs at you, rolling you over to face him until he can bury you against his chest.

Still, only for a moment, and suddenly, the faint feel of shapes tracing against your back.

"What are you doing?"

" 'm casting a spell."

You chuckle, and feel his smile against your forehead before he kisses it.

His movements gradually slow, matching the pace of your ever evening breaths, until you're sound asleep against him.

I love you, he traces slowly, his mind slipping into a rare moment of quiet before he falls asleep, too.

[dictatorialromance]

My desire is your small breasts, your sleeping nipples

In last night's sleep, my desire is the dividing line

Between them, that I put my head here specifically

And sob, cry, and laugh My desire

You are that I die on one breast

And be born on the other breast

[4agonies]

And how cruel was it of the world to continue spinning even after you left?

I stopped while you took a little part of me with you, but, the world? It kept on spinning.

[mila55333]

Kitten, what do you want to do with me now? 💋

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[beardedbookboyfriend]

- Bearded Book Boyfriend

[silent-insanities]

The wounds never heal; they scar.

[woundsoflove]

Love: the willingness to be vulnerable, knowing that sometimes it will hurt, but we still choose to give our heart.

[dumblr]

I love you.

Three words I don't say anymore. Maybe because my heart is torn. It's taped up, and it's stapled.

[femboylesbiab]

I can too. It's called tagging your girlfriend's and using your toys :3

@transbian-goddess @enchantress-arc @rosepetalkitty

trans girls will have the most beautiful voices just so casually

[whendidmythoughtsgocrazy]

Sometimes, it isn’t the one who takes your breath away, it’s the one that reminds you to breathe.

k.b. // by jennifer johnson

[natureell]

[spicy-apple-pie]

Dick: Oh now we got jokes do we?

Commission Info / Kofi

[rosetyler42]

Ah, back to my Drericka roots here. XD Despite being the most confident and unabashedly flirty between her and Drac as the seductive "Femme Fatale," Ericka short-circuits from genuine romantic affection and compliments. So here she is slipping into flustered "transylvanian" when Drac properly tells her he loves her the first time.

@lovelylivelyv @black-ak9 @martin44444 @hotelt-resurrection @heartsong1994 @serial-serializednovelreader @deathfangirl9 @kittyball23 @monstetransylvaniasstuff @genderqueer-bithing @drawing-prompt-s

Draw the facial expression and/or body language of someone (you, an oc, favorite character, etc.) reacting to the words “I love you”