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#I AM YEARNING
angelbabymikaa · 7 months
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i just want to crawl into someone’s arms under a huge blanket and fall asleep to the sound of rain on the window
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*respectfully thinking about creampies*
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puppbun · 1 year
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One of the most intimate things i think someone can do to me, is keeping me in subspace for a long time, even if its just for a day. Waking up and almost immediately getting fawned over and held. Letting me have something to suck on before breakfast, helping my brain stay all fuzzy by praising me for how well I suck. Please pick out my outfits and stroke my hair, tell me how pretty i look in the clothes you picked. Would you wrap a pretty collar around my neck? We dont have to go anywhere if you dont want to, but if we did, I’d have to hold your hand obviously (I might get lost!). Take me to cute cafes and ask me what I want before ordering for both of us. We could sit in the corner, I can stay tucked under your arm better that way, or i can sit across from you, feeling so light and bubbly. I can smile while we talk about anything you like and after we can go window shopping while I show you all the pretty things that catch my eye; we dont need to buy them, but showing them to you makes me happy. Maybe if you’re feeling generous I’ll get a new big plushie to carry home. 
When we get home why dont we have a hot shower together, my legs will probably be so tired i might stay at your feet but you dont mind do you? I’ll sit so pretty while you wash my hair and stroke my cheeks. Feeling the cool tiles against my back while you hold me and steal my breath while you kiss me under the water. After getting so cosy with fresh towels, feeling your hands all over me while you help me use my lotion, making sure i dont miss a single spot with your wandering hands. Getting into the panties and shirt you picked out before i try and make the bed as comfy as possible so you’re comfortable while I sit in your lap, laying against you, showing you my game on my switch while you’re watching tv. Your hand slipping between my thighs, shushing me, I’m just you’re pretty soft thing to enjoy. Maybe I just need to save my game and let you take my panties off, let me slide back down into your arms. Feeling your warmth, you know whats best right now. And what’s a better way to end such a nice day but fucking me into the mattress so we both sleep peacefully? 💗 🥺👉👈
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shadowsandshapes · 1 year
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A/N: frothing at the mouth hhrrrggg domestic fluff with Dabi Contains: swearing, referring to reader as 'housewife' but otherwise gn
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Dabi leaned against the doorframe, his azure eyes taking in the sight of you trailing around the kitchen. A small collection of pots stood sizzling away on the stove -- their scent wafting into the hideout hallways. It smelled so goddamn good. The fragrance was what drew Dabi here in the first place. Whatever you had cooking was going to be delicious, he could already tell. It was rather strange to see something like this though. Dabi was so used to taking care of himself, seeing you dart around the kitchen like a precious little housewife was wild. The apron was a nice touch too.
"What's cookin'?" Dabi said, causing you to jump. You very nearly dropped the spoon you were holding, clutching your chest in surprise.
"For fuck's--" you sighed out. Dabi chuckled as you shook your head and recovered from his startling appearance. "Soup. It's soup."
Not exactly the most glamorous meal, but what can you do? You were no miracle worker when it came to supplying the League with food. Their stocks and supplies were almost always low, having to rely on less-savory ways of obtaining goods as villains. So, you did your best with what you had.
Dabi moved in behind you as you worked. "Smells good, sweet thing." His arms coiled around your waist, resting on your hips so he could hold onto you. "I'm starving. Won't you let me have a taste?" he asked before pressing his lips against the back of your neck.
"It'll be done in about twenty minutes..."
"Babe, I don't mean the food," Dabi said. "It's the goddamn apron, I swear. Why'd you have to wear that, huh? Looking like my sweet little housewife."
The grip around your waist tightened. He pulled your hips back against his, strong arms locking you in place. Held firmly in his embrace. Dabi's hot breath caressed your neck as he buried his face against your skin. Lips and teeth nipping at the pulse point on the side of your throat. You gasped -- tensing as he bit down, sucking the skin between his lips to leave behind a bright mark.
"Dabi knock it off, I'm trying to work --"
He chuckled. "And I'm trying to distract you. Is it working?" As he spoke, Dabi squeezed your hips with his palms, kneading the curves and dips of your body with his hands. You fucking hated how good it felt.
"You're the WORST," you said, turning so you could kiss his dumb face and shut him up. Dabi laughed into the kiss -- the sound muffled by your hungry lips. "Consider me distracted. If this burns while we're 'busy' you're responsible for feeding the others."
"We'll be quick," Dabi started. "We can have the main course later."
You were just constantly starving for each other, weren't you?
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Thinking about slow dancing with Frankie in the kitchen while we both wait for the pasta to finish cooking. His hands running all over my body, his lips whispering the words of the song playing on the radio against my ears.
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It is romantic yearning hours, folks.
I want someone who I can be unabashedly animal around.
Freely wearing my ears and tail (and maybe a collar; I think those are very romantic) around them with no fear of judgement.
Bearing my teeth, growling, whimpering, communicating in a way that feels more natural to me.
Running through the park in the evening and playing on the playground or stalking the nearby critters (sorry squirrels!).
Going for a nighttime drive along the freeway with no destination in mind; feeling the breeze rustle my fur and gazing over at my partner in absolute adoration.
Sitting next to each other doing different things but just being near them.
"Hunting" for my partner by bringing them cool rocks or items I found that remind me of them.
Doing-
...I am down bad for a person that I just made up :')
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renerosin · 1 year
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@/felipedrugovich: Formula 2 Championship in our hands 🏆 🇧🇷
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lunargrapejuice · 2 months
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it always forever comes back to him
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sammykiszkamyass · 7 months
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THIS IS THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE
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submissivefeminist · 2 months
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If someone doesn't bend me over this desk and fuck me right now I'm going to be very pathetic and squirmy all day again
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angelbabymikaa · 7 months
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i wanna bake cookies w you in the middle of the night & slow dance in our kitchen but we get so caught up in each other they burn around the edges just a bit but it doesn’t matter because it was never about the cookies anyway i just wanted to spend time with you
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Okay I get the inspection kink thing now.
Those black latex gloves🥴
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lupus-herbivora · 4 months
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Enough of this being single nonsense where is my wife
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p0ssum-man · 3 months
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Uh oh I’m husband posting
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kenobion · 2 years
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Andrew Garfield photographed by Norman Jean Roy for Details Magazine (2011)
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beanborne · 11 months
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I miss the excitement that comes with playing a fromsoft game for the first time
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