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#hard love
cuando-fingi-quererte · 5 months
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¿Quieres jugar a las manoseadas conmigo?
— G'
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illicit-eclipse · 1 month
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and yet you love me anyways
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owl127 · 2 months
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@ianthesmells in her endless talent and grace, drew Anubis from "Coffee & Scones" universe. So of course I had to write a drabble about it. --
There was a point of exhaustion when the letters on the Harrow’s laptop screen were an artistic display of unrecognizable forms and shapes. As her power point deck shimmered while performing aquatic dances instead of the data summary Harrow needed, she called it a night. Her phone blinked on the hotel’s nightstand, silent and ignored. Dulcinea had insisted on going to the bars with the other grad students, and she undoubtedly was sending Harrow unimportant photos to document the night’s proclivities. Harrow was not interested.
There was a lack of honor in the inebriation that Harrow despised.
Besides, she was the last presenter of the conference, and breakfast started at 7am sharp. There was no time for banal things such as “networking”.
She picked her phone to text Ianthe—her girlfriend was extremely efficient in calming Harrow’s nerves for her presentation—but frowned at the multiple pings from her plethora of diverse messaging apps; that is, all two of them.
She opened Instagram with a trembling finger.
Her first reaction wasn’t shock, since it took a good ten seconds for Harrow to recognize Anubis. Once she did, her cheeks burned with a drizzling mix of anger and amusement.
Much like his owner, Anubis was petite, a once tiny little black runt that grew into a tiny black demon. He had a history of fighting against collars, so Harrow never attempted to indulge herself by forcing him into funny little blankets shaped like denim jackets.
That was why, when she finally recognized her cat in a sheep costume framed by Coronabeth’s cleavage, she squeaked in surprise. To her horror, the little cricket looked adorable, and Corona’s massive volleyball fans had already adopted him as a mascot, with thousands of notifications in the photo. There was also a video of Anubis prancing around in the immaculate sheep uniform, his ears poking from the furry headset like sharp rocks on a field of camellias. Corona took the stage presenting the adorable cat, but Harrow knew better. She knew who was recording it, who had probably ordered the costume, and who had tagged Harrow in the viral videos.
“Hi, love. How’s the conference?” Ianthe picked up on the second ring. Harrow heard Corona’s voice in the background, and a suspicious purr that meant Anubis was around and enjoying the attention overflow.
“That’s animal abuse.”
“What do you mean?” 
Harrow heard the tilt in Ianthe’s voice. She knew exactly what Harrow meant, and she loved it.
“I left him with you for forty-eight hours and you already defamed him.”
“Harry,” Ianthe started, and Anubis meowed in the background, followed by Corona’s squeak. “The poor thing was cold, and Corona happened to snap a picture. He’s enjoying fame.”
“Leave him alone.”
“He already has his own TikTok and Instagram account.” At least there was a tinge of apology in Ianthe’s tone.
“Ianthe,” Harrow warned.
“Corona and Camilla will run it. And we can have more privacy at your place while they petsit him.”
“My place is fine!”
“Tell that to Anubis when he’s staring me down while I strap—”
Harrow hung up.
A minute later, Ianthe called. Harrow picked up after the third call.
“He’s okay, I promise,” Ianthe said as a greeting, and the background noise diminished. Harrow imagined Ianthe hiding from her sister’s enthusiasm in her room. “You know I’d never let anything bad happen to him.”
“I just want to be informed before I receive hundreds of follow requests because my cat looked adorable in a sheep costume.”
“Aww, so you also think he’s adorable?”
“You’re deflecting.” Harrow closed her eyes, letting the exhaustion from the day wash over her. “I miss you,” she whispered.
“I miss you too. You’ll do fine tomorrow. I promise.”
There was something visceral in believing a promise from Ianthe Tridentarius’ mouth. A chill ran down her vertebrae.
“Also, what are you wearing?”
She might as well use the energy into something good.
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jasskhasria · 6 months
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Loving you comes as easy as breathing to me.
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sail-away-to-space · 6 months
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A waterfall of electrons,
A roaring energy pouring.
A kiss,
Between heaven and earth.
The holding of hands...
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dumblr · 2 years
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Forcing yourself to lose feelings for them for the sake of your mental health.
>>> Hardest Era <<<
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under-same-sky · 1 year
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“Love will not save you. But it will hold your hand while you save yourself. And in a world that sometimes seems devoid of goodness, in a world that sometimes feels too heavy to bear, I think that is all we are really searching for. Someone by our side. Someone who grounds us. I think that is all anyone really needs. Someone who sees them. Someone who stays.”
— Bianca Sparacino
[ Art • “Awakening” by Serena Malyon ]
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femmepathy · 2 months
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Shar Rednour and Jackie Strano
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narcissuspaperwhite · 2 years
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#this slaps hard # what? # I gasped so hard # you are killing me, and you are keeping from dying. That is love.
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inside-her-head · 2 years
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may-lose · 1 year
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r3ckl3sspassion · 11 months
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anywhere, anytime.. i would do anything for you
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euesworld · 1 year
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"You want to hear the truth? Huh? Ok, I'll tell you.. but you can't get upset. Ok, ok.. it's hard loving you. I have a really hard time loving you.. there, I said it. It's just that I don't have anywhere to put all of this love that I have for you.. I need another heart, maybe two. There is too much love for my body.. so yeah, why do you think I'm always dropping kisses and hugs all over you? The love has to go somewhere!!"
It gets really hard loving you cause I love you almost too much for my heart to handle - eUë
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dumblr · 2 years
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I like soft love not tough love.
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under-same-sky · 5 months
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