My Only You

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April Diaries Pt.3: Stray Kids

Based of sketches I saw on Pinterest.

so like while everyone is ignoring robbe he’s out here soft pranking his best friend by replacing part of the oreo icing with toothpaste and then watching him eat it

Skam Italia - To Build A Home “Once you wrote in a paper that everyone of us is convinced to move towards the sky, without…

Coming out Series

After three months of dating they finally decide to tell their friends about it. To come out. 🌈

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thinking about mags flanagan, the silent living victor of the 11th hunger games and how she walked into her death for revolution. thinking about lucy gray baird, the singing dead victor of the 10th hunger games and how she ran from it for the same.

thinking about finnick odair. thinking about primrose everdeen. thinking about johanna mason. thinking about coriolanus snow.

Eleonora sighed at the mess on the counter, the espresso machine that hadn’t been cleaned in days. When Eleonora had children of her own, they would certainly learn how to clean up after themselves. Not that Filippo was her child, but it certainly felt that way sometimes.

Setting about cleaning up, Eleonora dumped the dishes in the sink, wiping down the countertop and grimacing at the coffee stains on the tile.

“Oh.” A surprised voice behind her made Eleonora pause, glancing at the doorway to find an awkward-looking Elia wearing only a pair of boxer shorts and a shirt Eleonora knew was one of Filippo’s. “I didn’t think you’d be up.”

Shoving away her surprise at finding Elia in her apartment at nine in the morning, Eleonora shook her head.

“It’s after nine,” she said instead, crossing her arms and leaning back against the counter as Elia lingered in the doorway.

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As much as Elia hated studying for finals, it was even worse when he had to pass this exam or he might actually fail out of university. So far, his grades hadn’t exactly been stellar. Which was why he actually found himself at home on a Saturday night, studying. He couldn’t think of a worse way to spend the evening.

“When are you gonna be done?” Filippo asked as he draped himself across the couch, practically in Elia’s lap like a cat with boundary issues.

“When I know everything there is to know about chemical compositions,” Elia muttered, shifting his book out from under Filippo. His boyfriend wasn’t always one to take a hint.

“How about you take a break?” Filippo asked, pushing himself up and stroking through Elia’s hair as he tried to concentrate on reading his notes. “Five minutes. Ten minutes.”

“No minutes,” Elia replied, grabbing his book and flipping through the pages. As much as he would have preferred to pull Filippo on top of him and forget all about the exam, he couldn’t.

For a second, Filippo paused, watching Elia flipping through his book. “I got some new lube today,” he said, leaning into Elia’s ear. “Flavored.”

Elia bit back his smile as he turned to Filippo. “If you want to get me naked, you’ll have to convince me it’ll be worth my time.”

“I’m always worth your time,” Filippo reminded him, grabbing his book and shifting it from his lap. “You’d be amazed what I can do in ten minutes.”

Elia knew he shouldn’t give in, shouldn’t let Filippo worm his way onto his lap like he was doing right now, but he couldn’t bring himself to shove him away.

“I have to study,” he said, though he tilted his neck back for Filippo’s mouth to brush kisses up his throat.

“And research shows taking regular breaks helps you retain more information,” Filippo breathed, reaching for Elia’s shirt, tugging it up.

Biting his lip, Elia shook his head, sucking in a breath as Filippo’s mouth along his jaw.

“You’ve got ten minutes,” he murmured, and he felt Filippo smirk against his neck.

“Prepare to be amazed,” he said, and Elia laughed, fingers curling into his hair as his eyes closed. He was always amazed when it came to Filippo and he doubted this time would be any different.

a lil nod and a blissed out face

a head toss and clinging to a shirt

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