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calemakarist · 1 year
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CALE MAKAR REACHED 200 POINTS IN 195 GAMES, THE FATEST OF DEFENSEMEN IN NHL HISTORY AND THE FIRST TO DO IT IN UNDER 200 GAMES!
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beyondthescully-a · 7 months
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@cagedchoices liked for a LYRIC STARTER !
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"Everyone's convinced it's a government drone or an alien spaceship..."
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neferpitoukinnie · 2 years
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pitou hugcot came in
THE FANGS OMGGG ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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haediangelo · 1 year
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chadwickswidowspeak · 2 years
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Today in things that made me smile…Tish & her BDE & her hat.
In Soho.
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cianna-is-bae · 2 years
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watch the mcr concert vid with me pls @that-one-chaotic-npc
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dior-and-dietcoke · 2 years
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Idk if this is weird but how do you find the pics you use for your themes? I’m obsessed with every single one of them. Anyways ILY
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Omg babybabyyy, I find MOST of them on pinterest but some on tumblr c:
(My pinterest is @/prettybimbojojo wink)
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My mind is full full of Beryl 🫶🏻🥹😍
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whiteteez · 1 year
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OH MY GOD GEORGE NOT FUCKING FOUND.
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127luvr · 8 months
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Mark x male reader fluff. Male reader playing with Mark's hair omg AHHHH
Vitamin ✮˚. 𖦹彡⋆。˚
Mark Lee x Male Reader
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Mark has always liked to have his hair played with. It was the easiest way to put him to sleep when he was younger—a trick his mom passed onto you when you first met her. He’s like a cat—on his down time he finds any excuse to lay down with his head on your lap scrolling through whatever social media platform interests him that particular day. You loved his days off. They were rare—never predictable or fully aligned with your days off—but you loved getting home to do absolutely nothing with Mark.
To sit on your leather couches together watching—but not watching—a show Johnny recommended a while ago.
“Should I grow my hair out again?” Usually, mentioning his hair length or color was his way of asking you to play with it—to run your hands through it and give your opinion. You knew him too well. Knew that if you gave into him so easily you wouldn’t be able to keep your hands off of him for hours. He senses your hesitation, pulling his eyes away from his phone to look at you, tilting his head so it shifts from your right thigh to your left one. “Should I keep the undercut then?”
He raises his head slightly above your lap, running his own hand through his tapered cut. The geometric lines that adorned the sides of his head grown out, a trim long overdue. Still, you don’t let your fingers give in.
“I think you should even out the taper so it’s all the same length and then grow it out, you know?” He lays his head back down, pouting slightly as he pushes his lips out in annoyance. “Why do you want to grow your hair out anyway?”
He’s pulling at the back of his neck, the tips of his fingers barely able to grasp the hair he’s tugging on. It’s a nervous habit—another thing you find endearing about Mark amongst all of his habits.
“Don’t laugh.” Your hands find their way to his face, pinching the apples of his cheeks so it hides his flushed face. You could never resist him. Not when he’s looking up at you with nervous eyes and feet kicking off of the side of the couch. “It’s so you could have more to play with.” He mumbles his response, covering his face with both hands in embarrassment. There’s no where for him to hide—no where to go as he’s sprawled out on top of you.
You don’t laugh. Instead you lower your head to meet his, grabbing his wrists to hold his hands away from his face.
“My Markie. My cutie.” You coo at him like a baby, an overwhelming sense of joy filling your chest when you finally give into him. Running your hand through the top of his hair, landing your fingers so they play with the longest strands by his temples. “I think you should grow it out. Don’t dye it for a while. Maybe you’ll get your waves back.”
He gives you a hum in response—blinking slowly when he feels your fingernails graze his scalp. It’s not a scratching sensation, more of a massage that keeps him in a state of relaxation. Something long overdue given his packed schedule. You wished the two of you had more days like these. More days where Mark falls asleep on you for hours on end—leaving you to be the one to adjust him and yourself so the two of you were comfortable.
Perhaps it was good that your days off only aligned occasionally. If they were there was no telling whether you’d even bother getting out of bed with Mark next to you. He was all you needed.
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screampied · 8 days
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No cuz I was literally scrolling on Pinterest and suddenly all those Haikyuu!!- pins were appearing there and I can’t lie the Karasuno coach is kinda…
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ukai right ? GAWDDDDD HESSOOOO HANDSOME.
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fionagoodeinthehoode · 10 months
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Jessica Lange | 1977
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jaes1lvr · 7 months
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i just wanted to say im OBSESSED with this pic of him and goodnight ✌🏽
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katherines-howard · 2 years
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honeybleed · 3 months
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people with dumb ass question and wanna be pocket pussy get out of her inbox. if you aren’t coming to appalled her writing or feed into jeanar leave. i’m deadass
U ALREADY KNOW MIMIIII TELL EMMMM 👆🏽
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