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[angxlwiings]

I saw you like Taylor Swift and well-developed, researched, authentic sapphic historical fiction (such as Portrait of a Lady On Fire) and I've just gotta ask you: have you heard of Burn the House Down by Kenna Jenkins? It's an alternate history novel abt the 1st woman president in 1945 and her secret interracial sapphic relationship and her bearded marriage with her mlm best friend/biggest foil. It also has Taylor Swift vibes (especially illicit affairs, gold rush, I Did Something Bad, anti-hero, and last great American Dynasty), a subplot about arson at the White House, ft. an entirely queer main cast and really fleshed out characters, and has a really satisfying ending!

Oh I haven't heard of it actually, but that definitely sounds like it'd be right up my alley!!!

Im currently reading this is how you lose the time war, and I'm liking it but it's a bit too flowery for me to the point i feel lost at some points😅 I'll finish it because I don't like leaving books halfway through, but it definitely left me wanting a more tangible romance and story. It sounds like this recommendation came right on time 🤩

Thank you!!! I'm adding it to my goodreads right now and will try to find it/start it soon. I'm so excited!!

[swiftmitsu]

hello HI GUYS. some doodles for you all yis eheh

(close ups below <3)

[rabiesgiver]

Romeo and Juliet Act 3 Scene 1:

[averaillisa]

I saw this post recently and thought it was so cute I absolutely could not resist getting this bathtub set for myself 🥺🥺🥺

Look at themmmm I'm so happy (⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)💖

[copepodkisser5000]

whether you make one or buy one, you need to cuddle them!!!

[slytherinsrule89]

Enzo had you laid out all pretty like your legs over his shoulders as he laps happily between your legs. Arousal dropped out of your hole so much so that it had covered half of Enzo’s face by now. Not that he was complaining. The way your moans bounced off the walls, or his own muffled sounds as he licks and pushes, his crutches grounding into the bed with the same rhythm. God it drove him all mad.

The sounds of squelching made you face hot with embarrassment but it always disappeared just as fast when the pleasure over took your mind. You couldn’t even make a thought in now and Enzo grinned at your blissed out face. He knew what he was doing. His tongue moving impossible faster as he pins your legs to his shoulder securing them.

“Can’t have you getting away now can we princess”

You could hear the smirk in his voice. He knew what he did to you and he was going eat every bit up. (Literally) Enzo felt you clench down on his punishing tongue and he knew you were close. He watched your eyes roll back and your chest heave. And before you could even comprehend what was going on the pleasure in your stomach exploded and you cried out. He held your hand now letting you grip onto them as he slowed his pace.

After gaining your breath and coming back down to reality you looked down between your legs almost laughing and the grin on his face all wet from having his face buried as deep as possible.

[yutaslaugh]

an update to red hair yuta!

[love4hobi]

J-HOPE & BOOGALOO KIN Hope on the Street (2024)

[hwanwooyoung]

241117 'over the moon' ending fairy 💙

[caspergetspegged]

love how u can find grim’s onlyreaper account on the mc’s computer bc it not only implies they searched up “only reaper” (be it for the bit or plain curiosity) they specifically searched up grim; that is telling of how in love (obsessed) mc is

[zu-is-here]

Killer protecting aim from someone threatening. (Let’s bring some fun =)

[owlyflufff]

neither of them have a brain cell

[cheriecoke]

❝ 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 ‪‪❞ ‪‪

okay … i will stop talking about this and finally post it .... you all did not really think i would get a vampire comm without making myself the vampire did u hehehe ❤︎‬

by diodoubleg_ on ig who is immensely talented and made me look so beautiful <33 cannot thank her enough !!

[inkykeiji]

vampire nii-chan being a lil too excited about his new…….human step-sister😈

now that is a thought, anon!! the first thing that popped into my mind was him sneaking into ur bedroom with the intention of having a little midnight snack—just a couple of swallows, a shallow bite, nothing that’ll scar, he swears—only to be overtaken by a completely different hunger the moment he sees you sleeping so peacefully in a cute little tank top and a pair of lace-trimmed panties, nipples jutting through thin cotton, contours of your cunt starkly outlined by the worn silk clinging to your folds.

it’s a ravenous sort of desperation, desire, that roils in the pit of his stomach, dark and sticky and burning hot. it seeps into his useless veins and fills them with fire, a blaze that can only be satisfied by your body, hotter and more intense than any bloodlust he’s ever felt. it’s primality in the purest form, his feet moving on instinct, soundlessly crossing hardwood until his thighs hit the edge of your mattress.

sliding into your bed with all the sly gracefulness of a snake, he stays undetected as his thigh wedges itself between your own, undetected as a taloned finger slices through lace and silk to expose your hole, undetected until he’s shoving his cock into your unprepared cunt, tearing delicate flesh with the violent intrusion, the stingingly sweet stench of blood nipping at his nose, and oh, that’s just fucking delicious, thick saliva pooling beneath his tongue. four sharp fangs sink into your skin, mouth latching over your shoulder, and you wake with a sharp gasp, murdered by the palm suddenly sealed over your lips.

be quiet, he murmurs into the wound, the words slippery and muffled against your flesh, soaked in blood. we don’t want to wake mommy and daddy, now, do we?

[lilacthebooklover]

Shadowvanilla with prompt 35

35. “You heard me. Take. It. Off.”

“You heard me!” Shadow Milk smiles sharply. His voice is playful as ever, but the glint in his eyes is deadly serious. Pure Vanilla listens closely as the mirth in his tone evaporates, that unearthly stare boring into him more intensely than ever before. “Take. It. Off.”

Subconsciously, the healer feels his hand drift towards his Soul Jam. It thrums with power beneath his fingers, simultaneous reassurance and warning pulsating through the azure jewel. It clings to his robes like it knows what will happen if it is removed, and Pure Vanilla finds himself shaking his head before he even realises what he’s doing.

“No,” he says, voice definite. Shadow Milk is capable of putting him through torture beyond comprehension, but Pure Vanilla will not falter. He can’t afford to, not when so much is at stake. He steels his gaze, tightens his grip, and offers a denial that can only be met with fury.

As expected, the world twists and warps around him, the warm, fuzzy edges of his dreamlike prison distorting into a tangle of blackened tendrils, creeping and twisting and grabbing. Pure Vanilla is safe when he’s awake. That doesn’t stop Shadow Milk from trying to convince him to surrender when unconscious. The Dark Side of the Moon is an otherworldly place; in a sense, Pure Vanilla wonders if he ever sleeps at all, anymore. He certainly doesn’t feel rested just then.

“No?” The jester echoes finally, head tilting eerily to the side. Pure Vanilla does his best not to shudder at the anger he feels emanating from Shadow Milk in waves. “Hmm. You know,” His voice dips into something between a purr and a growl, tracing his finger down Pure Vanilla’s jaw. The Beast is a master of deception, and Pure Vanilla knows as much. That doesn’t stop the urge he feels to lean into the first warm touch he’s felt in what feels like centuries. “This would be so much easier if you stopped resisting. So stubborn, Vanilly! I’d be impressed if it wasn’t so infuriating.” 

The grip on his jaw tightens, and Pure Vanilla desperately hopes that determination masks the fear in his eyes as they’re wrenched towards Shadow Milk’s own. He’s too close, Pure Vanilla thinks distantly, sickening anxiety slithering under his skin. The scorching, gentle touch he provides is something the healer both despises and craves, and he hates himself for the latter.

“No matter,” Shadow Milk softens again, stroking against Pure Vanilla’s cheek. He should fight back. He doesn’t. “You’ll come around eventually.” The steady tick of a clock begins to echo in Pure Vanilla’s ears, unnatural and loud and far too damning.

“It’s only a matter of time.”

[prophecyprompts]

send ❥ to give my muse a kiss on the forehead!