#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

[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)

[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

[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…)

[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

[imfrom-neptune]

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

/ly

[desaturate-worlds]

kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor.

logan was desperate for the relief of his mouth pressed to wade’s. he needed it, needed to put his feelings into an action. needed wade to do the same, to envelope logan in himself. he had spent years he couldn’t count feeling bitter, alone, guilty. he felt like a monster.

that is, until he found wade. or, more accurately, until wade found him. he was washed in the glow of the other man, felt his love surround him in ways he didn’t know possible. his grief untangled itself from the constricting hold on his heart and spread throughout him, and wade took as much of it from him as he could.

he had never had someone to share the load with, someone who would listen and care and hold him up when he was falling apart. he wanted to worship the other man, it was what logan imagined religion was for other people. he was addicted to the warmth that flooded his body when wade was in the room. would listen to his incessant rambling as if he was delivering a sermon.

the two were sitting very close to one another, on the living room floor. wade had one leg folded under himself, the other knee pulled up towards his chest as he turned to look at logan. logan was sitting with his legs criss-crossed, but they started to unfold as he leaned towards wade. the only light in the room was the glow of the television, whatever nic cage movie they had been watching was forgotten as they talked quietly to each other.

it was nights like these that felt holy to logan. sacred. like they were the only two people in the world awake right now. his right leg pressed into wade’s left thigh, and the point of contact felt like deliverance.

when logan pushed himself a few more inches forward, his lips just a breath away from wade’s, he saw wade’s mouth pull into a soft smile. when their mouths met, it felt like a baptism. he felt saved.

the two men (though logan felt the word man devalued what wade was to him, deity felt more accurate) folded into one another before wade started leaning backwards, pulling logan down with him. their noses banged into each other with the movement and the two pulled apart to laugh quietly together. logan couldn’t school his smile into anything other than what it was: pure joy. wade’s eyes shone with affection, and the wolverine felt his smile widen further at the sight.

he hid his face in the other man’s neck, nuzzling into his skin, allowing himself to be swallowed in his scent. this was salvation, here on the living room floor of their shitty apartment in the middle of the night. if this was eternity, logan understood why people dedicated their lives to their religions - he would do anything to keep this forever.

and the best part of it all was that he could keep it forever. dripping in wade’s favor, this was his heaven.

i don’t believe in god, but i believe that you’re my savior.

[wellgoslowly]

FINALLY POSTING THIS

sorry it’s been actually forever since i’ve made/posted an lco edit ANYWHO this one is to sailor song by gigi perez 🤭

@oblivious-idiot @bella-rose29 @avdiobliss @bobbys-not-that-small @maraschinomerry @neewtmas @givemea-dam-break @uku-lelevillain @yveni @youmanynotrestnow @ikeasupremacy sorry if i missed anyone!

[carebeardean]

don’t believe in god but I believe that you’re my savior