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#you’re my home
chocolatecake47 · 28 days
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The Dragang found family is like:
Soren carrying Ezran up to bed when he falls asleep somewhere else, Callum braiding Rayla’s hair when she’s had a bad day (even when she’s too shy to ask), Rayla tearing up when Ezran is finally taller than her and she has to look up to talk to him, Callum tucking Ezran into bed and waiting for him to fall asleep sometimes rubbing his back or arms if he’s stressed out, Soren and Rayla eventually tearfully opening up to each other about all the abusive behaviors and screwed up things that happened in their upbringing and bonding over mutual understanding, Callum and Rayla comforting each other when they wake up screaming and crying from nightmares, Callum constantly drawing Rayla and his breath catching in his throat in awe a little when he sees her in a dress for the first time, Rayla making little flower crowns for Ezran and him wearing them just because, Ezran stealing jelly tarts from the kitchen and Soren going along with him just for the fun of it, Rayla and Soren brutally roasting each other and flipping each other off while Opeli stares gasping in shock at this “improper behavior” but everyone else around is trying to hide their laughter, Rayla sleeping curled against Callum’s chest some nights, Callum and Rayla doing the stupidest harmless best friend shit for no reason and Opeli just rolling her eyes, Callum telling Ezran about the memories he has of their mother, having little picnics in the gardens outside the palace on some warm days, Callum wiping his thumbs lovingly over Rayla’s markings, Ezran crawling into their bed after he has a bad nightmare and promptly falling asleep cuddled in between them, Rayla and Soren sparring together routinely, Callum and Rayla running their fingers through each others hair and sometimes running their fingers through Ezran’s curls, Rayla and Ezran teasing Callum about something “inappropriate” and watch him get bright red and start sputtering which sends them off into peels of laughter at his awkwardness, Rayla doing the girlfriend pout (not that she would even need to do this, lets be so real right now 😅) and Callum giving her the last bite of his food, Callum and Ezran just randomly crying together sometimes over their father passing, Rayla telling Ezran stories about the Silver-grove trying not to let her voice crack but Ezran noticing anyway, giving Soren random hugs when he feels lonely or misses Claudia, Callum closing his eyes and turning away sometimes as Ezran gets older and pretending for a moment that his dad is still there, Ezran sitting behind a pillar in the ballroom and watching Callum and Rayla slow-dance and pretending for a minute he’s watching his mom and dad, sitting around the fire enjoying each others company, Callum and Rayla immediately knowing when something is wrong with the other person and learning communication together, Soren giving Ezran unsolicited first kiss/first date advice, Soren light-heartedly teasing Callum about his disastrous first kiss, Callum taking Ezran’s crown off on hard days and kissing the top of his head where it rests, everybody laughing uncontrollably about something that is not funny at all in the middle of horrendous stress and sleep-deprivation and that only makes it more funny. Shooting looks to kill anyone who’s crossed lines and hurt one of them. That fierce protective streak they all carry for each other. Holding each other while they sob not caring about the tears falling all over them. Sending each other pointed glances and smirks from across tables full of fancy dignitaries. Finding pretty flowers and giving them to each other just because.
 Impulsive hugs. Forehead kisses. Draping blankets over each other. Curling up on each others laps. Leaning heads on each others shoulders. Late night whispers. Tearing up with joy at milestones..
Everybody reaching for each others hands in tough moments and gently squeezing as reminders of their presences, and sometimes just doing for no reason other than closeness and security and comfort and to just, hold each others hands.
I love you’s. Lots of them. Heartfelt and sincere and emotional and naturally and full of unconditional love. After bad days, after good days, after heavy conversations, after fun times, just random I love you’s so nobody forgets how loved they are despite all they’ve lost.
This is found family ❤️.
“The stakes are high, the water’s rough, but this love is ours” - Ours
“The best people in life are free” - New Romantics
“It was letting go of everything but you” - The Band And I
“Wherever we’re together, that’s my home” - You’re My Home
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bonky-n-steeb · 2 years
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you’re my home
summary || you and bucky have baby making sex.
warnings || unprotected sex, breeding kink, dirty talking, oral sex, multiple orgasms. PWP — MINORS DNI 🔞 if any of this makes you uncomfortable then please do not read!
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I was just bored and horny.. so here you go! hope you like it tho!!
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“You look so pretty, sugar.” Bucky murmured in your ear as he pressed insistent kisses to your throat. You shivered as his touch, warm and cold, seeped through your thin negligee. His hands were pawing at at your curves and sucking little spots over your neck which were sure to leave behind marks.
You curled your fingers into his shirt as you arched your back under his ministrations. You were laying on the bed with Bucky draped over you. He pulled up your silky gown and it glided softly over your skin. His fingers followed next and raised goosebumps over your heated skin.
He tweaked your hardened nipples, peaking through the sheer cloth, and you hissed with pleasure. He closed his mouth around one of the peaks and sucked. He released your nipple with a pop, and the wet cloth stuck on your skin. “Are you ready?” He asked in a raspy voice.
His eyes were as dark as the murky waters of the ocean before a storm. But you weren’t scared, rather you were excited. You nodded and he pressed a sweet kiss to your lips before slipping off the dress. His eyes travelled your body and he spoke more to himself than you, “The prettiest… and all mine.”
You loved when Bucky got possessive. There was just something hot about his caveman tendencies, as you often joked. He laid fluttering kisses down your body and spread your legs to settle in between. “I’ve read having an orgasm before helps.” He said in the most serious tone ever and you couldn’t help but laugh.
Bucky always put your pleasure first, but seeing him get all serious about it was utterly funny. Your breath hitched when he laved his warm tongue over your dripping folds. By now Bucky was a pro at eating you out, and yet he never failed to surprise you by some unique trick.
You ran your hands over his silky hair as he lapped at your cunt. He explored your petals in such a way that it made your toes curl. His tongue was soft, yet insistent, just like him. You threw your head back when he fucked your hole with his long tongue.
He was gripping your thighs apart as he nearly buried his entire face between. His lips circled over your swollen clit and sucked. He had already teased you all the long, and your legs trembled as you unravelled around him. You were chanting Bucky’s name like a prayer as he made you cum.
He kept licking up your slick as you orgasmed and only stopped when you were twitching with aftershocks. The lower half of his face was wet with your juices and you tasted yourself when he kissed you. The kiss was that of a passionate lover as he kissed you like he couldn’t get enough.
He was quick to discard his boxers and drape himself over you again. You placed your hands over his bulging arms and ran a finger down the map is scars littered on his chest. You placed gentle kisses over his scarred shoulder and you could feel him shuddering above you.
“Bucky… please.” You pleaded. And Bucky, ever the good husband, gave you what you needed the most. He rubbed the head of his cock over your folds, wetting it thoroughly, before pushing inside. “You’re so soft… and tight. Fuck!” He cursed as his tip entered your warm walls.
Like always, Bucky went slow. He pulled out and fucked in, slowly, until he was balls deep inside you. The stretch was delicious and you let out soft moans as he fucked into you. His fingers were holding you gently, as if you were made of glass and could shatter anytime.
“You’re gonna look so beautiful glowing with our child.” He murmured as he fucked you in deep strokes. His words made your pussy pulsate around him. “I’m gonna cum so deep in you that you’d be dripping with me for days. There’s no way it wouldn’t catch, huh.”
His voice was something between a needy whine and a raspy command. With Bucky, it always felt like you were the only one for him. As if he simply couldn’t imagine a life without you in it. And this fact always made you feel lightheaded. But it was true for you too, Bucky was your whole world.
“These would grow too.” He smirked as he palmed your tits. His pace was hard, yet calculated. As if he was making you feel each and every stroke of his hard cock against your cunt. “Bucky… I.. I am…” your sentence derailed as he nailed your sensitive spot perfectly.
“I know, sugar. Let go for me.” His tone was soft and it made you feel protected. Your circled your arms tightly around him as you came once again. You felt as if you were floating among the clouds and you knew that you were safe in Bucky’s arms. That nothing and no one could ever harm this bliss.
Bucky’s thrusts had started losing his rhythm and you could sense that he was close too. “Cum for me Bucky. Please..” you whispered back. He turned his head to look straight into your eyes as he came. And the one thing you saw clearly in his deep blue eyes was the pure love and devotion he had for you.
You nuzzled each other’s faces as you rode your highs together. Your soul was throbbing with the need to hold Bucky close. Your fatigue of the day started wearing you out and you didn’t even realise when your eyes closed. And before drifting off to sleep, you heard a faint ‘I love you’ whispered in your ear.
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soulinkpoetry · 1 year
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Home is never four walls. It’s a place or a beautiful soul we’re next to, that make us feel that our heart could explode from happiness at any minute.
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theartofmysalsa · 30 days
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Storm like you're testing me, don't leave me dry
I'll stand in your corner, your fight is my fight
Bring out the best in me, straighten my spine
Your love moves me forward, your life is my life
Your life is my life..
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lilsleepybear · 1 year
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damselindistressme · 2 years
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I know you won’t read it but I have to let you know-
The day I met you was one of the magical days of my life. When you looked at me and hugged me it was like you and I had a connection in past life and to me it was like I found my home in you. Sitting by your side in silence looking at you is my peaceful thing to do. Hearing your voice everyday even when we don’t have anything to talk about still makes me happy for rest of the day. Seeing you smiling in video calls I keep taking pictures of you and when I miss you I look at those pictures. You have no idea how much you make me happy. And how much I love you.
I am so great full to the Universe that it sent you in my life. I don’t know whether we are endgame or not but you changed my life in a good way and I’ll always keep you in my heart for the rest of my life. ♥️
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thatrandomblogsays · 4 months
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Annabeth: I, a child, had to earn Thalia’s love, that’s how the world works! I have to earn my moms love. Love is transactional, you gotta be worthy of it first silly :)
Percy, listening to this on the train
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lizaisdrawing · 3 months
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Some more of them 👁️
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cairafea · 11 days
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On the idea of Theseus's Ship: in the end, it's still his, isn't it? It was known as Theseus's, and it will continue to be known as Theseus's.
Even after he has returned to the ground which grew the wood of the hammer used to nail the ship's frame, Even after generations of new wood have rotted and the sails are rags clinging to threads, Even after millennia,
it will still be Theseus's Ship.
Thank you for bringing us home.
Goodnight, Phosphophyllite.
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justirina · 8 months
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MORE HUMAN WALLY~
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Colored version ⬇️
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Yes
I drew him in THAT pose >:)
aaaand a lil extra, since you seem to like him a lot
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gayestcowboy · 3 months
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soulinkpoetry · 6 months
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You’ll know you have
found your home
when you’ll feel no desire
to be somewhere else.
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totally-sapphic-posts · 11 months
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Imagine getting home after a long day and as soon as you see your partner, they see you too, and you watch their eyes light up as they stop whatever they’re doing to hug you tight.
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captainsavre · 1 month
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- Should we? - Mm, I'd love to. Come here. Maya and Carina || Station 19 - 7.04 ‘Trouble Man’
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theloveinc · 10 months
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I also like the idea of Bakugo coming home from a long, overseas mission only for you to be surprised when you meet him at the airport cuz he’s twice as beefy and four times more scary looking.
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rainbow-femme · 5 days
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I love reading definitions of Quiet Quitting
“An employee who is quiet quitting will come into work at their allotted start time, do tasks within their job description, leave at their allotted time, take their full lunch break, and fully use their paid time off and sick leave”
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