This Is Soooo Cute AHHHHH I CANTTTT

This is soooo cute AHHHHH I CANTTTT

Thought i'd kick things off with a cute little Miko request on her doing one of her eyeliner looks on her gf 🥹

finallyyyyyy i’ve been waiting for this 😭

“hold still, mami” her voice trickled down the side of your face as she held your chin gently. your lids were closed, but your eyes were shaking wanting to open them so you could stare at your beautiful girlfriend.

she'd insisted on doing your makeup for her show that night even if you were just going to stand to the side and watch her perform. it'd be so cute, she promised.

“sorry,” you mumbled inhaling, feeling antsy. she smiled, but you couldn't see and thankfully you didn't or you would've melted in your chair, makeup included.

"que bonita," she whispered swiping the feathery liner across your lid one last time. you couldn't help but smile at the compliment. that word always made your heart flutter. never mind that she made anything sound attractive. your lips curled at the corners sheepishly and you felt her thumb brush along your jaw.

"wanna see?" she asked moving her hand retrieving a handheld mirror. she held it up to your face and your lids fluttered open, gloss shining, lids glimmering, graphic liner so sharp it could cut the tension coursing through your bodies.

"i love it," you exclaimed contently grabbing the mirror and tilting your head, watching how the shimmer reflected off your lid.

"thank you, baby" you smiled putting the mirror extending your neck so her lips could touch yours. they did so in a sticky kiss, lips glosses mixing sweetly.

BRO WHOS HURTING MY BABY?!

Like bro back up that's OUR baby

what do you mean there’s men out there who’s celebrity crush is SOPHIE THATCHER?? that should be illegal. she’s for the girls 😠😠😠😠

LMAOOOO I JUST ASKED SMTH TO BE LIKE AN EMOJI ANON AND I FORGOT 2 ASK AS AN ANON

I'm so silly guys

mfs Will turn ANYTHING into a fanfic like wym “what it would be like to get into a car accident with ellie” HUH???? THATS A LITERAL TRAGEDY. 😭😭😭

want to kiss ellie all over her hands. bite and print reminders of a deep-seated appreciation for nature; for flesh and bone. let convictions of decorum rot away as you prove them inessential, making even the quietest bird sing over your loving. trailing up her wrist, across the knuckles, bothering the palm. thank her for the callouses, the pockmarks, and other stories born violently with kisses softer than her defeated face. though, the lips, they become envious; for a fire is not satisfied until something has fed it. she needs you somewhere else.

small dimples pool in her cheeks each time it happens. always off-schedule, never unintentional. ellie found it long and winding to comprehend what made her hands so desireable to eat; they are not apples, they are not her lips—you should stray the summer and return to winter; end the vacations on her fingertips, and warm her cold, empty lips. of course, you ignore. repeat and ignore. kiss and kiss, and kiss. the room was never filled with such confused sounds before.

“hey, kinda need that hand right now,” she would claim, the oddments of an uncompleted sketch sitting still without a pencil caressing it. “please, babe?”

this life felt situated in a pastoral. idyllic, painless. she worked day to day on her biography of artistry; building up a stockpile of canvases, wearing through the guts of severeal sketchbooks until they rejected new modifications. it made her hand look nice. the muscled definitions. all that pinching and rolling and painting. no, her hand is yours to eat.

“mh-mn,” you hum and tighten authority on her wrist, pecking her thumb.

ellie giggles like you're a playful dog that will not let go. outwardly hating this—but inwardly loving this. “man, you're a nuisance.” you hear her chair creak and her breath come closer, the curls of a smile vibrant in her polite whispers just as her hand breaks free. “could you be less of one and just be normal about this?” fingers now inviting your mouth someplace else, a nudge that reads as: fuck, kiss me?