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𝖬𝖣𝖭𝖨.
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ur paranoid friend u try to ignore moodboard (me)
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Don't let my raging boner distract you from my kind eyes and affectionate soul
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how it feels trying to accept it
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undiagnosed moodboard
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my undiagnosed moodboard
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i mean, fair … luigi’s arms definitely aren’t that big—– do you have any overalls? that’d look good. like, s—super handsome.
y’think so? doesn’t feel all that accurate to me …
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looks pretty perfect to me. (´͈ ᵕ `͈ )
Replying to @beastofbloom
no time to put together a good costume this year …
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y—you’re, like, 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 him.
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𝑎ℎ … and here i thought it was the codependency issues. ❪ he cut himself off with a snicker, the tip of his nose brushing river’s slim neck. all the while, christian’s hands remained firm on his partner’s hips. almost possessive. ❫ +
[a shrill, excited little shriek fleas their throat with the sweep of his tongue.] 𝑚𝑦 studying? [seemed like the only studying going on here was chrisitian’s on their anatomy——a remark that isn’t made before their full lips are …
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… helps that my dad’s out tonight, for once. d—don’t even know what i was thinking, suggesting we go out—– ❪ progressively more lost in the kiss with every lip—lock … and it showed. he loosened up just enough to let their torso be +
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freed, planting a firm seat by the edge of the mattress. ❫ 𝘩𝑒𝑦. ❪ he gave his lap an unsubtle pat or two. ❫ come here?
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oh, you have 𝑧𝑒𝑟𝑜 authority to call anyone a smartass … ❪ rolling his eyes as dramatically as possible, christian sighed and squeezed river’s body a little tighter. he stuck his tongue out, prodding it along her neck. ❫ well. +
oh! [feeling just a bit stupid——𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑦, 𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟——inwardly reprimanding their flea–like attention span.] uh, no. i just thought you were being all cute and romantic for me. [and, god, with his breath on their neck, swaying …
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uhh … i dunno. i kinda want to see how your studying’s been going, suddenly—– ❪ his gaze grew longing, eyes stuck on the unkempt twin—sized mattress they shared. until randomly, the redhead leaned in to kiss river again for real. +
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deeply, held out for a while as he fondled them. ❫ maybe, like. stanley can wait … it just looks 𝑠𝑜 comfy. he’s a patient dog.
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well, 𝙚𝙧 … sorry. n—not 𝘰𝘶𝘳 home—– this one. haven’t been there since we came back, it’s just down the street … ❪ donning a feigned wince, christian simply dug his stubbled chin into river’s shoulder with a testy smile. hopefully +
[round, visceral wariness pooling their dark brown eyes alleviates slowly with a relieved sigh.] it might make me more homesick to drive by our neighborhood… [swaying with his lead, though, a giddy laugh escapes them, lanky fingers …
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they didn’t mind his slip—up too much … ❫ did you really think i’d want to go all the way down to the city for a dog walk? ❪ a playful snicker emitted from his lips before christian realized what he said … then, promptly, +
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answered for himself. forcing a smooch onto their neck before he spoke up again. ❫ a—actually—– no. don’t want to hear it. are you ready to stop chudding, or … ?
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never that. ❪ a wry chuckle intervened, his features knitted with concern. christian’s hands trailed down his partner’s torso, snatching both of their wrists up. ❫ just being sure. i—– actually, uh, was gonna ask if you wanted to check +
y——yeah, you… [even less amusedly, the bubbly smile splitting their face sobers into a more owlish blink as they turn further in his arms to face him.] you’re not trying to get rid of me, are you?
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the dog park out. haven’t taken stanley to the one by home in ages—– ❪ with their fingers interlocked, the slugger began a casual sway. both of their bodies swayed left to right, teeth sinking into his bottom lip all the while. ❫
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