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HELP HOW COME I JUST SAE THIS SHAY HOUNS ONNNN

HELP HOW COME I JUST SAE THIS SHAY HOUNS ONNNN

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3 years ago
He Doesn't Know What Possessed Him To Say It, Honestly.

he doesn't know what possessed him to say it, honestly.

you were just sitting down, his head in your lap, arms around your waist, body curled around you like a pretty blond koala. his eyes fluttered open and close as he listened to you talk about your day, preening, almost, at the feeling of your fingers in his hair.

you were quite surprised at the his sudden clingy behavior, but you weren't one to turn him away when he just about rarely got like this. you'd just figured he'd had a bad day at work from how he was. almost.. too quiet.

he could tell that you had questions, and he'd explain when he could come up with the right words, but he was content with just basking in your presence without talking. for once, the great kei tsukishima, the king of dry humor - sovereign of satire and sarcasm himself, was content. he could hardly believe himself.

ick, feelings. he supposed he had some, for you at least.

he snickers when you lightly smack the back of his head for that, hiding his grin when he hears a faint i heard that. apparently he'd said that out loud.

it was true, though. he sees your expression soften, and you smile at him, the kind of smile that makes his chest ache with an unfamiliar feeling. so he says the first thing that comes to mind.

“i love you.”

you jolt, accidentally tugging on his collar, which leads him to choke, and you quickly sputter out an apology. your eyes are wide, though, and it makes his cheeks flare impossibly red as he loosens his collar. damnit. too vulnerable.

“do you mean that?” you ask, and he pauses.

he sees you singing in the kitchen as he makes pancakes in the morning, making up a little dance as you do. you may think your voice isn't that good, but it's music to his ears each time. even at six in the morning. he loves it.

he sees you lean into his touch after you fall asleep, his heart swelling as your body curls into his. even in your sleep, your response is to hold him close. (and he'll take this admission to the grave, but it helps him sleep easy at night.) he loves it.

he sees you lean forward with a smile as he goes on a tangent about his interests, finding joy in his joys, and he finds himself seeking you out every time he has something new to share. he loves it. he loves—

he loves you.

so he nods, fingers intertwined with yours, and finally succumbs to what he—and now, you—already knew.

kei tsukishima was absolutely smitten with you.

(gross, he adds, as an afterthought. how did it come to this?

it’s because you can’t live without me, comes your muffled response, positions switched now leading to your face buried into his shoulder. who else is going to keep your secret about your stashed dino plushie collection?)

He Doesn't Know What Possessed Him To Say It, Honestly.

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3 years ago

THINGS THEY SAY DURING SEX:

“just the tip
i promise.”

“right here?”

“quit running, baby.”

“so fuckin’ tight, and all for me...”

“just like that, milk this fucking cock.”

“move your hand.â€ïżŒ

“you’re gonna take all of it now, can you do that for me?”

yuuji, toji, GETOU, reiner, JEAN, connie, suna, draken, KAKUCHO, bakugo, aizawa, chuuya, TENGEN, naruto, SHIKAMARU, kakashi.


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3 years ago

You’re not pretending to have results, you do have them 💞

Youre Not Pretending To Have Results, You Do Have Them

Often I am told , ‘i’ve been living in my imagination for weeks. when do i get actual results?’ many people think that by living in your imagination you are merely daydreaming. desperately wishing you had those results now. they don’t see it as a fact. since they are coming from a place of lack, they don’t see results.

when we say ‘live in your imagination’ what we are actually telling you is to believe in your wildest dreams. believe it has already come true. know that when you visualize or affirm what you desire, it is already real. it’s real and you have it now. think of it as reminding yourself.

when you are manifesting, it’s all about knowing you already have results. i often hear ‘fake it till you make it’ but that couldn’t be any farther from the truth. if you assume you have it, it is yours. and nothing can ever get in your way.


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