#sailor song - gigi perez

[nikolai-alexi]

James “kiss me on the mouth, and love me like a sailor” Potter

Regulus “i don’t believe in god, but i believe that you’re my saviour” Black

[etchedstars]

KISS ME ON MY MOUTH AND LOVE ME LIKE A SAILOR AND WHEN YOU GET A TASTE CAN U TELL ME WHATS MY FLAVOR I DONT BELIEVE IN GOD BUT I BELIEVE THAT YOURE MY SAVIOR

[champmorado]

honmenco edit btw. if you even care /ref

when your "straight" friend uses you as a rebound after his gf dumps him but you stay in the relationship since youre two of the few fighters in the entire wvba who still mostly respect the rules of boxxing (and also because you care about him too much)

[imfrom-neptune]

I don’t care if the song is trending it’s so beautiful genuinely

“Wont you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor?” - Love me with all you have even when you’re not with me

“And when you get a taste can you tell me what’s my flavor?” - Learn who I am and love me the way I need to be loved

“I don’t believe in God but I believe that you’re my savior” - Maybe this is wrong, but nothing has ever felt more right

“My mom says that she’s worried, but I’m covered in His favor” - You make earth feel like heaven, and nothing is gonna ruin us

Gay music guys.. it’s always gay music

[meowstri]

OH, WONT YOU KISS ME ON THE MOUTH AND LOVE ME LIKE A SAILOR!😣

AND WHEN U GET A TASTE CAN U TELL ME WHATS MY FLAVOUR?? 🤕

[hyacinthesiss]

every time you take sailor song off loop, an angel loses its wings

[rootbeerrex]

gigi perez sailor song "I sleep so I can see you 'cause I hate to wait so long" vs glass animals take a slice "I'm gonna sleep 'cause you live in my daydreams"

[gay11aliens]

KISS ME ON THE MOUTH AND LOVE ME LIKE A SAILOR

WHEN YOU GET A TASTE CAN YOU TELL ME WHATS MY FLAVOUR?

I DONT BELIEVE IN GOD BUT I BELIEVE YOU ARE MY SAVIOUR!!

[letascove]

want someone to kiss me on the mouth (love me openly) and love me like a sailor (always come home to me) and when they get a taste (get to know the real me) want them to tell me what’s my flavour (tell me who i am)

[auriidae]

won't you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor

[nikolai-alexi]

Sirius “and when we’re getting dirty I forget all that is wrong” Black

Remus “I sleep so I can see you cause I hate to wait so long” Lupin

[wanderingcritter]

Being a lesbian and nonhuman at the same time feels.. strange.

Because, like, human girls are these absolutely stunning, almost unreal beings. They're beautiful beyond words, the kind of beauty that can only ever be conveyed through the careful plucking of guitar strings, or through a vibrant splash of paint against barren canvases. They hold the stars in their eyes and flecks of gold in their hair, as if the forces of the cosmos themselves hand crafted their forms. They're soft and gentle and warm, but also strong and fierce and an unbelievable force to be reckoned with. Once when I was young, I got caught outside during a tropical hurricane and was almost lifted into the air by the winds; that is the closest thing I can compare to the feeling of falling for a girl. They are everything that a human being should be and more.

And then, there I am. A beast. This.. thing that stalks the woods in the darkest hours of the night, with dirt coated matted fur and piercing amber gaze, unseen and uncomprehended by man. Constant yearning, hunger. For flesh, for bloodlust, for isolation and freedom, to be feared, to be whispered about in hushed tales around a withering campfire. The creature in the forest, didn't you hear? If it catches you alone on a full moon it will peel your skin away from your body with fangs the size of your hand. Stay close. Your measly pocket knife won't do much in its wake I fear. A wild, snarling thing that flinches beneath humanity's touch and rejects their "civility" in favor of the murmuring creek that sings old and long forgotten hymns to the ancient mountains above.

I know when they look at me they see one of them, a human with soft skin and kind eyes, a human who smiles at them and perhaps offers a passing compliment, a human who always tries to coax the timid street cat and watchfully steps around sidewalk slugs. A human. But that is not what I am, at least not in the way that they are. And when I look back at them, with my green eyes that I wished glowed amber, I can't help but wonder "How could someone so divinely human find companionship with something so desperately unhuman as me? How long until you realize the humanoid body you see before you is merely a flawed disguise? Will you still grasp my hand with fond affection when it warps into a mangled paw?"

[protectingstucky]

me, personally, i haven’t been the same since i listened to the lyrics “won't you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor? and when you get a taste, can you tell me, what's my flavor? i don't believe in God, but I believe that you're my savior” but whatever

[imfrom-neptune]

I sleep so I can see you, and I hate to wait so long

/ly

[halfwayhearted]

season 2 Gf!Emily Prentiss blurb where she and reader are having a cuddling together after emily’s first case with the team and reader is just comforting her and its like a cute domestic moment and they have a cat that insists on sitting with them!

Sailor Song — Emily Prentiss.

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x Fem!Reader

Summary: After one of her first cases with the Behavioral Analysis Unit, Emily wants nothing more than to be by your side. Your cat, Bambi, seems to feel the same.

Word Count: 595+

Disclaimer/s — Just comfort and fluff!

A/N: So! I actually didn’t follow this request through for the first part and only noticed when I reread… hey… I also need this woman so bad, it’s actually becoming concerning.

Late. It was so, so very late.

It was the middle of the night when your phone rang. Groggily, you fumbled around in the dark. Your fingers finally closed around your phone, and you squinted at the screen, ready to decline the call until you saw who it was—your girlfriend.

Quickly, you answer, “Hi, are you okay?”

Sounds of shuffling are heard on the other end before she replies, “Yeah. Hey—I’m sorry, I’m fine. I just wanted to call and let you know that I was on my way home. Did I… did I wake you?”

Yes. “No, no, no,” you told her, “I’ll be waiting.”

With that, you exchange small ‘I love you’s and hang up. Rubbing your eyes, you sit up and move to grab one of her sweaters – her brown one, to be exact. It was comfortable and, well, her. Once it was on, you made your way into the living room.

After about twenty minutes, you heard the door unlocking and swinging open, and in walked the woman you loved and hadn’t seen for the last couple of days. You smile, “Hey, Em.”

She says your name in return, sounding so tired. You knew the lack of sleep she’d be getting from now on would be inevitable, but it still didn’t stop the pang of hurt from going through you.

Sliding off her shoes, she drops her bag onto the side table and moves to lock the door. That’s when you got up and walked toward her, wasting no time in sliding your arms around her neck. “Missed you so much,” you mumbled.

Emily lets out a deep breath, her hands sliding around your torso and pulling you closer. Burying her face into the crook of your neck, her warm breath tickles your skin. That was a reply in itself.

‘I missed you too.’

A couple of long seconds of silence pass when you reluctantly pull away and grab her hand, guiding the both of you to the couch. You plop down and look up at her with expectation. With a huff of laughter, she settles down beside you.

Gently regrasping her hand in yours, you trace the palm of her hand. “So, how was it?”

“It was… stressful, to say the least.” She sighed, “Very, very stressful. How were you? Good?”

You frowned at that, “Stressful, huh? I’ve been okay, worried about you, of course. How was everybody? Did they treat you well?”

“I don’t know, I think it’ll take them a while. But, they were professional. They were fine.”

Humming softly, you watch how she moves to rest her head on your shoulder, brings her knees up to her chest, and closes her eyes.

“You’re strong, you know that, right?” It was something you had always told her. She was so strong, and you just hoped she knew that at the end of the day. You were very proud of her.

She smiles against your shoulder, “I know.”

Just as you’re about to get comfortable, your cat, Bambi, meows from beside you, making you sigh. “It looks like Bambi thinks so too.”

“Of course she does,” the raven-haired woman chuckled, extending her arms and gently lifting your precious cat onto her lap, admiring how she nestled in between the two of you. “Look!”

Your eyes shone with affection, and you knew this moment would stay with you for days. You pressed a kiss to Bambi’s fur, then placed a tender kiss on your girlfriend’s temple, continuing what you had intended before the brief but welcome interruption, your eyes fluttering shut.

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DT(s) — @pedrilcvr ! ౨ৎ (I love you, my beautiful…)

[blue-bird1967]

First of all I didn't know that the dress uniform of the US Marines looked so beautiful

And second: always in pursuit of an elusive sense of how to draw them Т_Т It feels like I'm a millimeter away from the right result and still something

is

wrong

😞