abt me: glowing, eating peaches drinking wine in lingerie, not texting ur desperate ass back
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SIGNS AS ICONIC ASPECTS OF ANIME
- Aries: naruto
- Taurus: panty shots and other means of fanservice
- Gemini: yaoi hands
- Cancer: the long speech about victory and friendship given by the plucky protagonist while crying
- Leo: magical girls
- Virgo: the fucking tsundere
- Libra: shojo blush
- Scorpio: ‘tch’
- Sagittarius: fight scenes that last for several episodes
- Capricorn: The Tragic Backstory™
- Aquarius: that really good themesong for the first season
- Pisces: nekos and/or 'NYAH'
i want to sit on a kitchen counter in my underwear at 3 am with you and talk about the universe
Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.
Azra.T (via 69rooms)
- angie martinelli on a date: how much room you got in your purse?
- peggy carter: pardon?
- angie: c'mon english these breadsticks aren't gonna steal themselves and i've already got six in my bra
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