❝Every daybreak, she blooms again, and around herself, she keeps a wall of thorns to shield herself. Only one person is capable of reaching beyond the briar of the rose.❞ ————————;

Alméry Lobel-Riche (1880-1950) “Worship of the Feminine Corps” (Adoração do Corpo Feminino)

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𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱.

Watching someone composed get desperate for you is insanely hot… eyes locked on you, hands heavy, pulling you close like they’re starving — that’s not restraint. that’s surrender..

𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔨 & 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱.

《I know I say this just about every time I come back from a hiatus but its always hard to not feel self conscious about my writing when I come back, I always feel like I'm trying to compete with my past self somehow 😓

@DarlingBriar — ❤️‍🔥🖤

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冷たい光ほど、静かだった。

— doing TL stuffs until further notice. (If at all)

《Just to properly announce it: I'm overall back from my hiatus for now, however my availability is still pretty limited. And because I really hate how any/all mentions and qrts disappear if I've been away for too long: I'm sticking solely to DMs for SL threads and not really —

@DarlingBriar

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When a slow kiss loses its patience… turns rough, mouths claiming instead of asking, breaths mixing, sounds slipping out that weren’t meant to. That pause where you know it’s about to get messy… and neither of you wants to stop 🥵

@DarlingBriar — ❤️‍🔥🖤

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀promise me , promise me you'll still love me after seeing the monster within me .

@DarlingBriar — 🖤🩶

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@DarlingBriar — 🖤💘