Omglaraaa - Lara

IN THE FIFTH GIF HE PATS THE CUPS WITH HIS LITTLE PAWS TO MAKE SURE IT’S IN. BRB, DYING.

ARE YOU KIDDING? LOOK AT THE 7TH GIF HOW HE JUST HANDS THE CUPS TO THE PERSON AND IS LIKE, “HERE HUMAN, YOUR FEEBLE TASK FOR ME IS COMPLETE. NOW LEAVE US BE.”

Life on Mars

Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy can you do some controlling or dominant starters?

Sure can do!

“You’re mine, so stop complaining.”“Stop looking at them like that.”“What are you doing wandering around the house like that? Who said you could do that?” “Are the restraints chaffing, love?” “If you’re good, I’ll let you out.” “Obey, or no dessert.” “What to do with you…. so disobedient.” “Beg for my forgiveness.”

Sorry if these aren’t the type you were looking for. you can always send in another ask specifying, if these aren’t to your taste.

[Heyo! Mod Ekho here, I figured I could add to this list as well] 

“I promised you this, so listen.” “Be good and you’ll get something special in return.” “I may be harsh, but I’m fair.” “You’re MINE” “Look at me, and only me.” “Sorry that you were asleep so long, I mis-measured the dose.”

Don’t shorten your words, I like your details

“I’m a paradox. I want to be happy, but I think of things that make me sad. I’m lazy, yet I’m ambitious. I don’t like myself, but I also love who I am. I say I don’t care, but I really do. I crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. I’m a conflicted contradiction. If I can’t figure myself out, there’s no way anyone else has.”

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Prompt #141

He reached into his pocket, gritting his teeth and avoiding all eye contact. She watched carefully, twisting the blade between her fingers every few minutes. At first he though it was impatience, but he quickly came to realise that it was in fact regret. She didn’t want to be the one to do this…

// My darlings, I’ve stared watching shadow hunters and my brain is going gaywire. They’re all so hot, like how??? //

“I realised something,” she says in quiet disbelief. “What’s that?” Her best friend asks in reply. “Home isn’t four walls and a roof. It isn’t two hands and a heartbeat. It’s all of that and none of it.” Her friend frowns, “Explain.” “Home is the sound of your best friend’s laughter at three o'clock in the morning after she’s been crying since midnight. Home is riding in the car with the windows down in the middle of the day during autumn. Home is your favourite song, your favourite book. Home is seeing your mom cooking breakfast in her pjs after you’ve stayed up all night talking. Home is when you see your brother finally make that homerun even if you don’t care for sports. Home is the little things; the things you might not remember a year from then, but they matter. They’re the most important moments because when they all come together under a roof filled with terrible singing and laughing and food, you know in your heart you don’t want to be anywhere else.”

adrian d epps // Home (via excerptx-and-quotex)