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imagine the moment your F/O realizes they're in love with you
maybe it's during a moment spent with you, watching you laugh, eat, talk, just doing something mundane and the thought passes through their mind like breeze. oh, they love you, they love you so much
maybe it takes them by surprise and they get visibly flustered, or just internally reboot while wearing their normal expression. maybe they realize they have always been in love and the thought is just first time they really realize it, so the fact just sits comfortably cradled in their heart
maybe it's in a moment alone, laying in their bed and staring at the ceiling, face flushed as it dawns on them just how badly they want, no need, you next to them
maybe they tell you right away, just blurting out, casually saying it, or making a heartfelt confession. maybe they text you, either not with you to verbalize it, or unable to say it aloud just yet
maybe they keep it to themselves, just for now. too scared of rejection, too shy, the feeling too large to put into words. maybe they want to show you how much they love you first and start making plans for a date, gift, whatever would please you the most
maybe you're already dating, maybe not, but it doesn't really matter, they love you all the same
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Imagine snow mornings with your love.
Slowly waking up under fuzzy blankets, snuggled up in each other’s arms because you naturally sought them out for warmth in your sleep.
The snow covers nearly every inch outside, glistening on grass and rooftops from the thin sunbeams that poke through the light gray clouds. School or work isn’t having you come in today.
You’re able to start your morning at your leisure, such as cuddling for a little longer. Your love is more than happy to lay there, giving you a peck here and there as they hold you tight.
“You ever gonna get up?” they tease, their own voice still thick with drowsiness.
“Mhmm, maybe…” you mutter, nuzzling further into their chest with your eyes still shut.
Your love closes their eyes as well, resting their head on top of yours. “Works for me.”
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theangelsgarden · 1 year
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supernaturalimagine · 2 years
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destiny2imagines · 2 years
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atlasselfship · 1 year
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theme park trip imagine...
just a lil context, you're in Florida, on holiday with you f/o, friends and family. said friends and family, are whoever you want them to be!!
also cw mention of rides.
Also this is completely self indulgent, so if somethings don't correspond with your universe, so i do apologies, you have every right to imagine differently,
Bright and warm, was the American sun as it glared down onto the hustle bustle of the Wednesday morning. A small window of opportunity where you all could act like tourists in a place that most people only could dream of being able to go. You were one of those people, who could only dream of being able to go, moons ago.
You still are to be fair, "you can take the person out of a working class background, but you can’t take the working class out the person."
You were in a constant state of awe; people and characters you’ve grown up with, characters you’ve loved majority of your lifetime, just casually walking around you. Being able to actually see those animated pictures fully move in front of your very eyes was practically a dream come true, if not slightly creepy.
What was even better, because, even though you are not a person for rides, having a distinct fear of going on anything that mechanical, that goes that fast, you were not pressured and there was no expectancy that you would go on any sort of ride, if you didn’t want to. And, made as though you thought your heart was going to burst then and there.
You happily, stood near the ride, carrying the bags and snapping pictures of a fair few characters. Nearly getting carried away with all that hub bub, and leaving your post with all their bags. It was amazing, and you couldn’t believe you were actually there. You felt almost childish, being this excited, but you’re ever patient, and ever loving partner, was eager for you to enjoy your time here, and in turn also getting over excited over a few things, making him look all the sweeter.
Being able to watch your partner and his best mate, who both work incredibly hard, day in and day out. From seeing your beloved become so stressed, and so tired; to this wonderfully, calm and so very content, it was once again, another dream come true.
You couldn’t get enough of this place, and with your friends and family around you; it felt all the better. Now, sun-tired, you sat quietly on your floor. Cross-legged, on the beige carpet of your hotel room. The double windowed doors, open wide on the most breathtaking view of the castle that was so iconic in so many different ways. The Florida heat just a small breeze in the calm, fairytale darkness, as you just took a minute.
You had excused and escaped your rambunctious, but loving family, to have a couple minutes’ respite, and just to secretly re-charge your social battery. Sipping slowly on your drink as you took everything in. Tying your best not to think about anything, this was your time as well. It was an awful, but common habit that your mind would play tricks on you, and just convince you that you didn’t deserve this or them.
It was hard to ignore at times.
You were taken out your thoughts, when a warm hand on your shoulder; leaning on you as your partner dutifully joined you on the floor. Putting his legs over the step, leaning towards you so that your short covered thighs were brushing together, and your shoulders bumping. Smiling at the feeling that it still gives you, after all these years.
What warmed you even more, was when you looking into his eyes. The feeling is mutual. You know, full heartedly, he feels the exact same. You that, through their smile, that you’ve only ever seen directed towards you, through their eyes, warm and endearing. And just their general comfort near you, they’ve breathed and repeated so many time that they feel safe with you. They feel themselves near you.  That they’re at home whenever they are next to you or are in your arms.
And that will never change. For you f/o? you are the only one for them.
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seendhoojaa · 2 years
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gwqgvllz96 · 26 days
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Your sister is feeling bored at home and comes to your bedroom. CONTINUE...
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1m-facts · 2 months
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Read the remaining facts, plus myths, quotes, faqs and an epic quiz at: 50 Epic Romanticism Facts: Journey into Passion
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urfriendlywriter · 5 months
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How to write smut ?
(@urfriendlywriter | req by @rbsstuff @yourlocalmerchgirl anyone under the appropriate age, please proceed with caution :') hope this helps guys! )
writing smut depends on each person's writing style but i think there's something so gut-wrenchingly beautiful about smut when it's not very graphic and vivid. like., would this turn on a reader more?
"he kissed her, pulling her body closer to him."
or this?
"His lips felt so familiar it hurt her heart. His breathing had become more strained; his muscles tensed. She let herself sink into his embrace as his hands flattened against her spine. He drew her closer."
One may like either the top or the bottom one better, but it totally depends on your writing to make it work. Neither is bad, but the second example is more flattering, talking literally.
express one's sensory feelings, and the readers will automatically know what's happening.
writing, "her walls clenched against him, her breath hitching with his every thrust" is better than writing, "she was about to cum".
here are some vocabulary you can introduce in your writing:
whimpered, whispered, breathed lightly, stuttered, groaned, grunted, yearned, whined, ached, clenched, coaxed, cried out, heaved, hissed
shivering, shuddering, curling up against one's body, squirming, squirting, touching, teasing, taunting, guiding, kneeling, begging, pining, pinching, grinding,
swallowing, panting, sucking in a sharp breath, thrusting, moving gently, gripped, biting, quivering,
nibbling, tugging, pressing, licking, flicking, sucking, panting, gritting, exhaling in short breaths,
wet kisses, brushing soft kisses across their body (yk where), licking, sucking, teasing, tracing, tickling, bucking hips, forcing one on their knees
holding hips, guiding the one on top, moving aimlessly, mindlessly, sounds they make turn insanely beautiful, sinful to listen to
some adjectives to use: desperately, hurriedly, knowingly, teasingly, tauntingly, aimlessly, shamelessly, breathlessly, passionately, delicately, hungrily
he sighed with pleasure
her skin flushed
he shuddered when her body moved against his
he planted kisses along her jawline
her lips turned red, messy, kissed and flushed.
his hands were on his hair, pulling him.
light touches traveled down his back
words were coiled at his throat, coming out as broken sobs, wanting more
he arched his back, his breath quivering
her legs parted, sinking into the other's body, encircling around their waist.
+ mention the position, how they're being moved around---are they face down, kneeling, or standing, or on top or on bottom--it's really helpful to give a clear picture.
+ use lustful talk, slow seduction, teasing touches, erratic breathing, give the readers all while also giving them nothing. make them yearn but DO NOT PROLONG IT.
sources to refer to for more: (will be updated soon!)
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imagine tracing over your F/O's scars to comfort them in a moment of insecurity or just as show of affection
imagine the texture. are thick raised scars, or do they cave in? are they discolored or nearly blend in? image how they would feel under your finger compared to normal skin
maybe their scars are from a fight, or an accident, or self inflicted. either way, you lovingly trace over them, affectionate to ever part of yours F/O's body
imagine their reaction to being told that you like their scars. maybe your F/O gets flustered, maybe even embarrassed and ashamed. maybe they're not expressive and show no outward response but just know they feel happy inside
imagine loving all of them—the scars and any other part of their body they may be insecure or uncomfortable with
your F/O loves you, and your affection towards the parts of them that society often deems unsightly and flawed only makes them fall all the much more for you
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euthymiaaa · 4 months
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— longing for someone prompts ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡
im bathing in angst rn, enjoy!
them haunting your mind constantly, but are you even in theirs?
unconciously searching for them wherever, whenever
itching to text them, yet the guilt of pestering them hits
your stomach being on edge whenever you see someone who has a similar figure to theirs
regularly scouring their social media for any updates
them acting so sweetly which turns out to just be a cruel dream
envy creeping up your throat whenever other people hangout with them
taking them off your mind by hanging out with your friends, just for you to only see bits of their personality in your friends
weeping frustruatedly on your knees because you can't stop recalling your memories with them
surrendering to your insecurities; perhaps they truly are better off without you
hopelessly persuading yourself that you were able to go on with life before knowing them, so you can definitely do it after they left
urging the universe to see them one last time before letting them go (it never happens anyways)
"if anyone is listening, please let our paths intertwine again before the day I take my last breath"
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promptsh20 · 4 months
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@promptsh20 brings you:
“Can we just stay like this?” A deep cuddling prompt list.
Digging at each others clothing in search of skin to feel even closer.
Tracing scars and pressing into beauty/birth marks.
Quietly waiting for their breathing to sync.
The silent agreement to only speak in whispers and murmurs.
“I’m sorry, I’m probably suffocating you.” “No, I don’t mind. If I do happen to suffocate, just know I died happy.”
Pecks and nose grazes over all areas of exposed skin.
“Do you want to cuddle?” “Yes, a million times yes.”
The small inkling of panic that the other may leave when they shift positions and then the relief when that’s all it was.
Falling in and out of sleep holding each other and admiring the other while they sleep.
“I needed this.”
Shared excitement over the prospect of a cuddle session after a long day.
One throwing their limbs over the other and the other holding them in place.
“I don’t really want to get up. I’m so comfortable right now.”
Rubbing gentle circles over the other’s back/lower back.
“Is this okay?”
Resting their head on the other’s chest and feeling completely relaxed by their heartbeat.
“I look forward to this everyday.”
Holding and cradling their face to study it, perhaps noticing something new. Something else to love.
“It’s that time already?”
Neither moving for hours, unless it’s to give the other a kiss or to move closer.
“Do you want me to hold you closer?” “No that’s not it, ugh—I just want to curl up inside you. Is that weird?”
Setting up or prepping a place together for cuddling purposes .
“Cuddling has never felt like this. I honestly feel like I’m melting into a puddle and my brain is mush. Or is it just this way with you?”
Heavily doting on each other, feeling lucky seeing the other vulnerable like this, even just knowing them like this.
“I’m sorry, I can’t do anything that’s going to take away from the cuddling.”
Helping each other find a comfortable cuddling position, it doesn’t take very long.
If by any means the other has to get up, a series releasing and detangling ensues.
“Oh my god, your such a cuddle bug.”
Being so wrap up in one another they forget about important bodily functions for example, hunger.
“Ah, there you go. Safe and sound, hm?”
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cinderellahoneymoon · 4 months
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im being so fucking for real and i need you guys to boost and reblog this you nonblack selfshippers have got to stop using "simp." you have to. its african american vernacular english (aave) which in colloquial terms means its not for you to use. in a space already hostile towards shippers of color, youre just making it more inhospitable to black selfshippers by appropriating our language. say youre crushing. say youre obsessed. say youre head over heels, say youre a sucker, say youre infatuated, just stop saying simp. for the love of god
{nonblack shippers [even other shippers of color] i do NOT want to hear your opinion on this post or hear about how you "didnt know" or are "changing it right now." just be an ally and LISTEN instead of needing to add your piece.}
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supernaturalimagine · 2 years
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destiny2imagines · 2 years
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