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astrum-aetherium · 1 year ago
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Little interaction I just thought about: helping Henry getting dressed up, like buttoning up his shirt, putting his tie around his neck, and just... leaving little teasing touches (and kisses!!) around his neck and chest, getting more and more deliberate just to make him slowly lose his cool and temper;;;
you, dear anon, must not have the faintest of clues as to what you just did to me. sedation is no longer an option, and neither is institutionalization. i need to be taken out. i happen to be a complete and utter devotee of small, domestic, mundane tasks interpreted in a romantic context. the little things. i go absolutely ballistic. this is no exception.
i imagine this either taking place in the morning whilst getting ready for class, or in the evening whilst getting ready for some sort of special occasion. let's say julian has invited henry to some kind of exhibition, or a gala of sorts, and he has taken the liberty of stringing you along as his plus-one (or not, if we stay more in-character — merely having you get him ready to go out). regardless, you'd help him: in an evening scenario, he would obviously look more formal than usual — festive, even — which would truthfully maim you.
you would stand before him, buttoning his crisp, pristine shirt, your fingers outright trembling. you'd avoid eye contact, the tips of your ears practically glowing with heat; you simply wouldn't be able to suppress the bodily reaction. a sea would stir in your ears — a remote, yet persistent ringing. you'd prance the realm of insanity, albeit gracefully so. before you'd get to fasten the few topmost buttons, you'd therefore lean in and press a few heated kisses into his bare chest, which would be rising and falling placidly. henry wouldn't react at first. only when you will have done the last button and started dabbing kisses into his neck and jawline whilst roaming his front with your palms would he muster up poise to respond.
he'd be quite stern about it, too, "tie, dear. don't get too distracted." he'd hand the accessory over to you, then, after having pried your palms away from his torso as a subtle warning. your fingers would continue trembling as you'd wind the tie around his neck and fasten it for him, practically itching to touch him some more — which you would proceed to do the very moment you're done. your hands would wrap around his neck and you'd rise unto your tiptoes to kiss him, as a response to which his head would tilt upward, away from you.
through gritted teeth, he'd order, "behave. i don't have time for these antics." the frustration would be dripping from his tongue, and he would catch your exploring wrists in his much larger palms, directing them away from himself.
infiltrated by utter desperation, you'd lustfully propose, "if you spared me ten more minutes, i could relieve us both." and with this offer, you'd mean anything — you'd be willing to give him anything if he had sufficient lenience to let you do so. and yet...
"both? what on earth makes you think i am included in your pathetic misery?"
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god-has-entered-my-body · 4 months ago
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guess what time it is
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 11 months ago
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i wanna know more about svsss menopause
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They synced their periods together too well. Now they are synced through their perimenopause years.
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rickswh0r3 · 1 year ago
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one chance please 🙏
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forever-michael · 8 months ago
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Just a few of my favourite photos of Mike from the 1984 Victory Tour.
If I took the time to find and post them all we’d be here all night.
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kentokrazy · 5 months ago
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and if i post the miguel ohara smut ive been writing, then what??? 😋🙈
18+ only beneath the cut, does anyone actually wanna read it
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angelbambisworld · 9 months ago
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Revenge era Gene save me....
Save me Revenge era Gene....
Revenge era Gene pls save me....
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mcxcuseme13 · 3 months ago
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I think me and the rest of the fandom have a very different understanding of Delicate
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emblazons · 2 months ago
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If dating midwestern boy taught me anything it’s that 1) I am way more like Tashi Duncan than I thought and 2) know exactly why she married Art and told Patrick to fuck off as an adult (and kinda even when she was in college) despite being willing to fuck him ☠️
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iheartmoons · 1 year ago
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everyone needs to wake up and realise that 'false god' is the ALL TIME taylor swift ovulation song
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angelbambisworld · 7 months ago
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Till the room stank. Till the whole house is shaking. Till a state of emergency is declared on this country from all the sex fumes blowing out the window and into the air. On some Chernobyl/Three Mile Island bullshit. Till his schmeckle falls off. I do not give a fuck today, people.
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bubbledtee · 2 years ago
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am i in the wrong for thinking abt having a baby with modern!80s!james rn.
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bredforloyalty · 1 year ago
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oh i'm going through it
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finallygaycoldones · 2 years ago
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“Sorry no, no I can’t come in today. Yeah it’s-yes, I saw the ‘goodest boy in the room’ clip again” 
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Oh my god
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littlebisexualintern · 6 days ago
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I was having serious flashbacks to a dancer from my favourite dance troupe all up on me last night and I'm obsessed
The way I got his weight all over me and he played with the idea of kissing me and so did I, DON'T LOOK AT ME WITH THOSE BEDROOM EYES WHILE I'M OVULATING MAN, WHAT THE FUCK
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