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[boosstergold]

“The only one I ever trusted, the only one I ever welcomed into my heart and soul!”

[all-that-good-stuf]

Drawing my girls

[nowordsformylove]

Micky and Davy pics from The Point and Tom Sawyer

[pearlydewydrops]

i’m a catch!

[wallstalk-a]

@brckenheartsclub - charli

eyes stare down at her phone while teeth bite at her lips for a moment before a sigh finally comes and marina is pushing herself up from her bed. " charli ! " steps carry her to her sisters room not waiting for a response before pushing charli's door open. " i need your help. " another sigh and she sits next to her sister before pulling her phone back up and showing it to charli. " what do you know about him ? " marnia knew it was borderline stalker-ish to be looking up harley , but being who they were , she wanted to know more. and there was only so much google could give her. " and don't be weird about it , just answer the question. "

[recovened]

Girl's night. It is well overdue, so Taylor has muscled her way into @unpossession's apartment with an arm full of supplies. Cheap rosé, even cheaper paints and brushes, an assortment of different paint-by-number canvases ready and waiting for their artistic influence. It is now two glasses of wine, a half-nibbled on cheese platter, and a poorly painted fairy-esque landscape later, and Taylor is leaning back on her palms, careful not to get paint anywhere she shouldn't. She's tipsy enough to start saying her every thought aloud, which ---

❛ Do you ever think about how easy it would be to just disappear? Like, maybe I should just go out into the forest and see what the go is with the fae. I hear they throw mad parties. ❜

[e1itist]

@springthings sent , “let me love you.”

Allie is the kind of person filled with light. Everything that Athena is not. She wonders if she can truly see it. Does Allie look in the mirror and see the brightness that echoes out into the world? As the words leave Allie's lips, she feels her chest bloom and restrict all at once. It is everything she has wanted, she realises, as she curls her legs closer around Allie's, shifting herself closer against the mattress. She wants to be loved, she wants to love, but it feels so unreachable. As though if she blinks she will miss the opportunity. Athena raises a hand, dragging her fingertips softly across Allie's cheeks. ❛ You do not really want to love me, you are much too good for me. ❜

[disableddyke]

[obsesssedblerd]

You look up from your book to see your husband standing over the bassinet with his arms crossed, his brow raising as he looks down inside of it with a tiny scowl. He stays like that for about a minute. You sit up in your shared bed, then call out to him. “Ryo.” 

“Hm.” He doesn’t look up. 

“May I ask what you are doing?” 

“The little brat is staring,” Sukuna says matter-of-factly. “I am simply staring at her in return.” 

Inside of the bassinet, your baby daughter coos. Her scarlet eyes—exactly like her father’s—glitter with interest. You hear her giggle, and you scoff lightly and return your gaze to your book. “She thinks you’re playing a game.” 

“I am doing no such thing.” 

You flip a page. “Put a hand over your face for a few seconds.” He doesn’t respond, but you know he listens. “M’kay, now lift.” There’s silence for a few seconds, then your daughter bursts into a fit of giggles. 

Sukuna rolls his eyes. “I do not understand what is so entertaining about that.” When you look up again, you see that he’s covering his face again, then revealing himself to get the same reaction from the baby.

“It’s called peek-a-boo. It’s a game most babies love to play.” 

The little princess babbles as she lifts her arms up, and Sukuna tilts his head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” 

You snicker. “One: You’ll figure out what she’s saying the more you talk with her. Two: She wants you to pick her up.” 

He sighs dramatically, then reaches into the bassinet to pick up the small girl. Though she has her father’s eyes, she has your hair, the shape of your nose, and your ears. She also has your fearlessness, because she smiles directly in the face of the king of curses. Now at his eye level, she reaches her arms towards him excitedly. “What is it now, you brat? I’m already carrying you.” 

He looks over at you in question, and your smile grows. “She wants to touch your face,” you say. 

“Why?” 

“Because she’s a baby, and she’s curious.” 

Sukuna pulls her closer, and once in range, his daughter lays her tiny hands against his marked face. She giggles more, and you can see his eyes soften. “Hmph. You have your mother’s smile.” 

— — — —

The next morning, you walk into the kitchen where you hear Sukuna speaking with someone. When he turns to the side, you see your daughter nestled in the crook of one of his muscular arms, staring up at him as he concluded whatever story he was telling her. 

“...At the end of the battle, only I remained. Victory was mine.” 

The baby babbles excitedly, and Sukuna scoffs. “Ha, you will do no such thing. How do you expect to join me in battle when you aren’t even a year old, brat?” 

Her face scrunches in what looks like annoyance, and she repeats to him what he taught her the night before. “Hmph.” 

You burst into laughter, and Sukuna raises a brow at the little girl in his arms. “Great. Your mother’s smile, and her attitude.”

[araneapeixes]

how about that hot girl summer

(pose credit to this awesome piece!!)

[ultrafangirlishness]

happy oct 3rd everyone

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

[krembruleed]

beach episode?

[pearlydewydrops]

sydney adamu is the one character that understands me

[happy74827]

Oh the Deadpool tag is trending? I wonder why—

… oh