Florence + The Machine Songs That Give Me Cottagecore/ Green Witch Vibes Idek...

Florence + the machine songs that give me cottagecore/ green witch vibes idek...

Since the last one of these I posted went down pretty well, I decided I would make another 🤷‍♀️ hope you guys enjoy! X

John boyega, ladies and gentle folk 👏🙌✊🏼✊🏾✊🏿

John Boyega at Hyde Park demonstration #BlackLivesMattter

Be like this lil guy^^^

Stay safe everyone 💚

I feel personally attacked 🤦‍♀️🖤

Quarantine be like: Posting about Dark Academia, literature and productivity all the while sitting in bed with greasy hair, in one’s pajamas, drinking tea that’s long gone cold.

This made me break a sweat ngl!!! 🤤💦💦

Homemade

Pairing: Gwilym Lee x Fem!Reader.

Word count: 2,875.

Author’s Note: Basically, I was doing a bit of baking and my mind got carried away with some dirty thoughts of Gwilym, so here you go, some Gwilym, absolute filth and cookies. What more does one need during quarantine?!?

Warnings: 18+, smut obviously! Like literal porn!!! Choking, hair pulling, dirty talk, swearing, spanking (blink and you miss it) and rough unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it). And I think that’s it. There is also quite a bit of fluff so it balances out, I think?!

As the sun peered through the windows, sizzling the spot on the kitchen floor where your bare feet rested, you began mixing your ingredients together. The mixer was set to its highest setting, as all the separate ingredients soon became one. You slowed the mixer’s tempo and added in the chocolate chips to your cookie dough. In your opinion, they were the best part. You couldn’t help but steal a few chips that had missed the bowl and landed on the countertop. They melted in your mouth instantly, coating your tongue with their rich sweetness.

“Ah! Christ…” You heard, followed by a groan. Gwilym was trying out some yoga moves in the living room, anything to occupy him during this godforsaken quarantine. Before you had began to bake, he approached you wearing some short shorts, a kaftan and a raggedy headband, looking for your approval. You could only chuckle. He rarely ever had to try and make you laugh it just came naturally. With a flash of his sweet smile, he always had you feeling on cloud nine.

Just as you had finished folding in the rest of your chocolate chips into the dough, a familiar and all be it sweaty face popped in the door from the hallway. Gwilym’s flushed cheeks held a healthy pink glow and his forehead was glistening like the morning dew on the head of a flower.

“I can already smell the sweetness… oh wait, that’s just you.” He stated matter of factly, proud of his compliment. Ugh! Why was he so cute!?!

“Very good, but you will have to wait until I’m finished and the cookies are baked. Patience is a virtue my dear.”

“You’re no fun!” He pouted his bottom lip and poked his tongue out. Too cute!

You gave a short chuckle towards Gwilym and returned your attention back to the cookies, laying out a pan and some grease proof paper. Your attention, however, was quickly drawn away as you felt Gwilym’s hands slide up your hips to your waist and then joining them in front of you. His head made its way to the crook of your neck, leaving soft, quick kisses up the side of your throat making a neat line to the base of your ear. You shuddered at the ticklish sensation of his breath on the shell of your ear, retracting your neck and pulling away slightly while a light giggle escaped your lips.

The two of you swayed to the music playing on the radio with Gwilym humming along into your ear. Could life get any better? Sure, you were in quarantine and constantly worrying about your friends and family, but from your latest check ins, everybody was doing well and staying healthy and safe and this had been the most time you had spent with Gwilym in one go. It was like a bright and shining silver lining you guessed. 

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Emo/dark academic thought for the day:

If you ever need to get something off your chest but you dont want anyone to know. Go for a walk, find a nice lil tree to sit under and just talk. Let your words, anxieties and stresses flow into the air and disappear into nothingness.