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i have a problem—
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reneevz · 16 hours
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huhhhh, idk ??? anything tbh
this theme reminds me of a cold friday evening in a casino. there are not a lot of players around anymore and the few remaining are mostly friends searching for some quietness after a week full of tiredness and exhaustion from multiple different factors. some people are simply drinking alone at the bar in the building, but we can feel around the lingering scent of soft perfumes mixed with the natural mint scent the place regularly drowns in.
In that casino, me and Aventurine would be close to return home
He'd have finished another game with his usual victories by the time he realized that it was getting a lot way more late than usual. Geez, the thrill of gambling kept him distracted till the very end. And after examining the current situation of his surroundings, his gaze would have turned to his beloved, me, who just happened to have passed out from sleepiness; arms still holding his jacket tight, and head lazily nuzzling against his shoulder.
He'd be there, staring for a few moments with a grin on his face before taking out his phone to take a few pics. Man would be the type to do just that and then tease them the next morning with the said pics
By then, he would simply pay what he needed to pay left and carry me out in his arms, his jacket on me as if it was a blanket. And with me snuggling against his neck, while letting out them light snores on the way back home in the limousine
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reneevz · 16 hours
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MORE /j you don’t have to
this theme reminds me of a cold friday evening in a casino. there are not a lot of players around anymore and the few remaining are mostly friends searching for some quietness after a week full of tiredness and exhaustion from multiple different factors. some people are simply drinking alone at the bar in the building, but we can feel around the lingering scent of soft perfumes mixed with the natural mint scent the place regularly drowns in.
In that casino, me and Aventurine would be close to return home
He'd have finished another game with his usual victories by the time he realized that it was getting a lot way more late than usual. Geez, the thrill of gambling kept him distracted till the very end. And after examining the current situation of his surroundings, his gaze would have turned to his beloved, me, who just happened to have passed out from sleepiness; arms still holding his jacket tight, and head lazily nuzzling against his shoulder.
He'd be there, staring for a few moments with a grin on his face before taking out his phone to take a few pics. Man would be the type to do just that and then tease them the next morning with the said pics
By then, he would simply pay what he needed to pay left and carry me out in his arms, his jacket on me as if it was a blanket. And with me snuggling against his neck, while letting out them light snores on the way back home in the limousine
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reneevz · 16 hours
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I’M PEPPY
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KEPPEIEKEELEJE
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reneevz · 16 hours
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I AM IN LOVE WITH WHAT I READ AND WITH HIM
this theme reminds me of a cold friday evening in a casino. there are not a lot of players around anymore and the few remaining are mostly friends searching for some quietness after a week full of tiredness and exhaustion from multiple different factors. some people are simply drinking alone at the bar in the building, but we can feel around the lingering scent of soft perfumes mixed with the natural mint scent the place regularly drowns in.
In that casino, me and Aventurine would be close to return home
He'd have finished another game with his usual victories by the time he realized that it was getting a lot way more late than usual. Geez, the thrill of gambling kept him distracted till the very end. And after examining the current situation of his surroundings, his gaze would have turned to his beloved, me, who just happened to have passed out from sleepiness; arms still holding his jacket tight, and head lazily nuzzling against his shoulder.
He'd be there, staring for a few moments with a grin on his face before taking out his phone to take a few pics. Man would be the type to do just that and then tease them the next morning with the said pics
By then, he would simply pay what he needed to pay left and carry me out in his arms, his jacket on me as if it was a blanket. And with me snuggling against his neck, while letting out them light snores on the way back home in the limousine
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reneevz · 19 hours
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why do i feel like some favorite child on this app ? LIKE WHY AM I EVERYONE’S FAV WHAT HAPPENED FOR THIS TO HAPPEN I JUST BREATH ???
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reneevz · 20 hours
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YESEILEKEOEME
PREVIEW ; CONSEQUENTLY NO ONE'S (chapter: redacted)
fingers grasp on nothingness as she tries to surpress the emotions that fuel her. her mother has died and her father has become a loveless tyrant.
how foolish of her to think it was all just a joke. this is reality. she is no longer a child, though she is six. she is the princess of Dessécher and she must not show any emotion.
Let the game begin.
It has been twelve years. Twelve years of emotionless banter. Of entertaining her father's depraved habits. Twelve years of silent mourning for her mother's death. She has been called back to the castle, her home, cutting her studies short.
Shw enters the cold walls of the home she once knew, all the eyes are on her. She could only stare blankly ahead as she passes, not sparing any glances towards the irrelevant servants who had used endless torture on her in her past.
She takes a deep breath, her hand brushing against the wooden door of the dining room and with a swift inhale, she pushes it open.
Her purple eyes shift and she iw faced with her father's judging gaze. She stands poised, all eyes still remaining on her.
She is no longer a child to cower. She is Duvessa Rougé, the only princess of this empire and the emperor's daughter. She is still part of the Rougé even if they do not wish for her to be and she will act like one no matter what they say.
"Greetings, Father."
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reneevz · 20 hours
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*screams*
PREVIEW ; CONSEQUENTLY NO ONE'S (chapter: redacted)
fingers grasp on nothingness as she tries to surpress the emotions that fuel her. her mother has died and her father has become a loveless tyrant.
how foolish of her to think it was all just a joke. this is reality. she is no longer a child, though she is six. she is the princess of Dessécher and she must not show any emotion.
Let the game begin.
It has been twelve years. Twelve years of emotionless banter. Of entertaining her father's depraved habits. Twelve years of silent mourning for her mother's death. She has been called back to the castle, her home, cutting her studies short.
Shw enters the cold walls of the home she once knew, all the eyes are on her. She could only stare blankly ahead as she passes, not sparing any glances towards the irrelevant servants who had used endless torture on her in her past.
She takes a deep breath, her hand brushing against the wooden door of the dining room and with a swift inhale, she pushes it open.
Her purple eyes shift and she iw faced with her father's judging gaze. She stands poised, all eyes still remaining on her.
She is no longer a child to cower. She is Duvessa Rougé, the only princess of this empire and the emperor's daughter. She is still part of the Rougé even if they do not wish for her to be and she will act like one no matter what they say.
"Greetings, Father."
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reneevz · 20 hours
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my brother after hitting me with an instrument and rolling over me with a toy car: 🥰🤭🤗
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reneevz · 21 hours
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my lil bro just explained how when you run you fall and it hurts but he said he will run again and then fall again 😭
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reneevz · 21 hours
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i’m such a slay ik ik
LOVING AND DEVOURING BOTH THEMES AHSHHDHDHSHWJSIDHNDIXIDJSJSIIXNSKAIWISJSJZJZJSJJZJSJS
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reneevz · 21 hours
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forelsket
forelsket (noun.): the euphoria you experience when you are first falling in love.
❛ !¡ pairing; aventurine; sunday x gender neutral!reader.
❛ !¡ summary; a heartbeat too irregular, breathing quick and shaky hands sweating under expensive gloves. who could have thought getting attached is as sweet as your favorite dessert ?
❛ !¡ warnings; it is specified for both that reader likes anything with sugar.
❛ !¡ a/n; kinda self indulgent for me and one of my besties cuz she loves aventurine too much and i have a big fat crush on sunday (gotta cuddle the angel and the gambler)
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♡–,✎ smitten:;
AVENTURINE
. never has he fancied himself over falling head over heels with anyone for the matter. any sort of relationship he could have formed, or bond to a certain extension, with anybody was surely for his own selfish desires. as a way to get over his life the control he lacked for so many years, a hope to regain mastery over himself and feel that for once in his life, all over again, his choices belong to no other than him.
. and at first he loathed the thought of falling in love. he knew all about the wonders it does on one’s mind: taking away their ability to form a coherent speech, the loss of the mastery of your own body and a certain yearning for the person of your affection. it scared him to some degree that if he ever fell in love he would yet lose all over again the freedom he fought to regain.
. at first, your meeting was only supposed to remain as a simple meeting. you were a new recruit to the ipc and he had been appointed with showing you around the main building. he had never planned to stick around too close or to engage in a full conversation. but his plans were thrown out of the window as he gazed at your pretty face. eyes sparkling at the view of someone’s cake in the fridge with some drool seemingly forming at the corner of your mouth. you looked so… how can he even explain such a feeling to himself or anybody else ?
. at that moment, he felt like simply coming up to you and wrapping his arms around you. only to keep you within his grasp and make sure you will never run away or be harmed. no matter if you are taller than him. but he had to shake away the thoughts to start the visit. and also maybe to know you better, after all only falling for one’s looks isn’t as wise as it can be, knowing how many beautiful people are the most dispensable people out the whole universe.
. just like he had dreaded, you were oh too kind for his heart to take it lightly. curiously peering at every corner and listening to him as he talked about the necessities of the work without too much details. he had to look away more than once and pray the pink dye on his glasses would conceal the ever growing blush on his cheeks. seriously, how unfair can you be ?! making him all flushy inside that he almost wants to melt when you waved him goodbye to go to your section to get to work.
. but, for some reasons, he did not find this uncomfortable in the slightest bit. his body was still his at the end of the day, and only the brushing of your fingers against his gloved ones remained in his mind. for once, he wished to take off his glove to feel some contact for the first time since so long. if it’s yours, he doesn’t feel like he will mind it too much.
SUNDAY
. he never really spared any real thought towards loving and being loved. he had more important matters like the health of his sister and her happiness, his role as the spokesman of the family and all the worries that came with taking care of penacony. so, truthfully, the idea never really came to his mind, and if it did he would discard it away without any real second chances for it to last.
. but during certain nights, he indulges in those kind of feelings that swirl deep within him as he wonders how he will feel if he falls in love with an individual. will his biggest strength to deliver eloquent speeches to move away a whole crowd for his own benefits turn into sand if he gazes too long in the eyes of the one that would steal his heart ? would his face heat up in the haste of their shared love and would he find himself holding their hands with a grip a bit too tight ? who knows. maybe he does want to fall in love in the end…
. the first moment your gazes crossed paths was during a concert of his sister. he enjoys watching those above all else. drowning in her beautiful melodies and allowing himself to breathe in the imagery of a field of flowers where he can feel the heartbeat of the world as he lies down the grass. ah, what a beautiful view of the sky painted in the hues of the ocean. how much he enjoys indulging himself in such lovely views created by the dreams of his mind.
. this is when he first saw you. all panicked in the crowd and breathing heavily because everyone was being too rough and too noisy next to you. he felt a pang of empathy towards this strangely beautiful stranger that got the unluck of being stuck next to so many disrespectful people. and his steps made him walk closer to you. a hand over their shoulder to catch your attention before he led you away from the concert.
. when you two went to relax in a small cafe away from everyone else, he turned on his phone to watch the live performance of his sister’s concert (which he has free access to). maybe you cannot be there, but at least you will still be able to hear her singing and see the thing as a full. afterwards, one drink in silence turned into two, then three as the conversation continued onwards. and he found himself unable to stop it, wanting to know more and more about you. and for once he did not want to know that in case it was needed, he was curious.
. when he bid you farewell and returned home, his sister couldn’t stop herself from telling him he seemed in such a brighter mood than he was at the start of the day. the honest smile in his lips and gaze dwelling back into what had happened that day. he simply told her he got a new acquaintance as he stared at the screen on his phone, with your number on it. well, that was a very precious day now, wouldn’t you say so ?
♡–,✎ wooing:;
AVENTURINE
. he’s insufferable. honestly. when he got over his little crush, all that stayed was a weird mix between the mask he puts over himself for the attire of confidence he had put over his own heart and the clear indication that you might be a bit more in his eyes. however, you will never know if it is genuine or not for a while. a gambler never reveals his cards.
. instead, the sole lead that remained to help you in your decision making was the small gestures he did all the time, his constant bothering you with calls, messages and funny little notes found in your office as well as the never ending questions by his side. one could be a coincidence, two was weird, after three you knew there was no getting away from that sickeningly stunning man you both adored and loathed sometimes (how can he be so adorably annoying ?)
. your missions end quickly, for one reason: you do nothing instead sitting next to him as he bets his life for the fifth time tonight. you know he will win but you cannot help the faceplan on your face as he proudly places down his cards for a final round and challenges opponents thinking they are a bit too lucky. you are no fool in front of his hand behind his back or the unmistakable shaking of it as it rests against his thigh under the table in a closed shaky fist. you never really dared to hold it, as to not break any bound that might last between you too. but as he looks at you to see the fondness with which you gaze at him, he feels like he already hit the jackpot.
. those nights always end up with your fist lightly hitting the top of his head after stealing his hat as a reminder that he is not eternal and he scared you to death. then he runs after you while making sure to remain slower, only to see the sun smiling back at him in all its glory. if you are lucky enough, he will let you wear it. fret not ! if he says no, attack him by the heartstrings with the cute big round eyes and a sad pout gracing your lips. he never won. his maximum is 26 seconds, dr. ratio counted for you one day. how kind.
. the type to use cringe pick up lines, but he is forgiven by his undying attractive looks. would call you the weirdest things during those times to make a bad joke meant to make your heart swoon. forgive him for being so bad, it’s his first time falling in love and not everyone is born with enough charisma to be both lucky in games and lucky in love. a loser, but one you comfort during his most unlucky defeats against your heart with a little peck in the cheeks. suddenly his mood is brighter and he is bringing you along to a shop or a restaurant.
. his money becomes yours the moment his heart was a bit faster and harder against his ribs. you could gaze at a cake from the other side of a window for 0.4 seconds and he had magically appeared inside. not like you complain but your stomach is starting to be a bit more demanding and whiny when you are close to him. he caught onto that and lightly poke you every time before heading towards another dinner you two will share. you will get your cake, but let’s get a healthy meal first to ensure you will stay all pretty and happy. he wouldn’t want you feeling bad over your body because he couldn’t resist your stare. he is no simp, promise (is that his fingers crossed behind his back ??)
. sometimes he comes to your house too. you two act like a couple more than you would both enjoy to admit. him lazily sipping on some coffee and answering calls here and there from the ipc while you are cooking or doing anything really. he could send you a weird meme of two cats biting each other with a “us <3” while you two are sharing a blanket and watching a film at the same time, in the same house, in the same room, in the same couch and almost cuddling. what a funny little man.
. his confession would be sweet. for once, no casino was involved during the whole night. you might think he was perhaps a bit sick but no, he was not ! feeling perfectly a–okay, although his perfume is a bit more prominent and for some reasons he is buying you more things than usual.
. please, let him talk first. he will not be able to say anything if you even dare to utter a word as you two arrive under the starry sky in an abandoned park. with some lamp, he will use morse code:
.. / .-.. --- ...- . / -.-- --- ..-
. your answer was: ..--- ; and he felt like falling in love all over again as you both started laughing over your own dumb love towards one another. ignore the tears, he is just happy. and perhaps this small shooting star was his sister’s best wishes.
SUNDAY
. the first thing he ever does when he goes to meet you is buying you flowers. now you have a ton of bouquets around your house and had to convince him to maybe settle for something that you two could consume or else you would have enough plants for the funerals of all your family members, that is if the bouquets were not holding a deep message. yes, he loves the implicit. the ones he loves gifting you the most are orchids¹, red roses² for the classics as well as carnations³ and sunflowers⁴.
. the embodiment of a gentleman and i am not joking. for him, courting you is not something to be taken lightly. he is playing his future love life on the line and will not allow any mistake to be made on his end. he wants to win over your heart and be a big selfish as to remain the sole object of your affection, and he will accomplish such a goal but being as gentle as he can be with you — without, of course, being too overbearing or controlling with you. he wants something genuine, not you accepting his love because you felt forced to do such a thing based on his status as a leader or place in the family. hence why he will refuse for a certain while to talk about his profession, he will end up telling you, pinky promise, but not now yet.
. going back to the previous subject of him being a gentleman. he will hold the doors open for you, all the time and it can maybe turn into a competition if you try to beat him. his arms quickly around your waist to stop you as you two giggle like two teenagers a bit too smitten. walking down some stairs ? here, his hand. he wouldn’t want your ankle to be twisted. and the feeling of your hand in his is quite enjoyable too. i am also talking about pulling your chair for you (if you sit first he will do this tiktok trend of being unable to move the chair to have you check it so he can pull it for you), letting his shoulder be soaked when it rains and you have only one umbrella as well as kissing your knuckles when you two meet.
. he always has his hands on you, i swear. it is so very obvious he has fallen head over heels with you and even he cannot deny it any longer. but when his hand is always resting at your lower back — your consent is included, if you do not like it he will let you take hold of his arm instead — as you walk through a particularly crowded place in the streets or in a building. always the perfect guide to accompany you to your destination. travel in security, travel with sunday !
. do not think his sister is not involved in his plans to win over your heart, because if you think so you are solely mistaken. she already knows of his adoration for you and even gives him small pieces of advice. after all, she has a lot of fans trying to woo her, so she knows different tactics and will share those that make her a bit weak in the knees to help her brother with his soon–to–be–lover. she went as far as to do a concert with only the two of you, singing a love song while you were humming alongside her tune. he still cherishes this moment when he hasn’t seen you for a certain while.
. he never enters your home without the green flag to do so. the most he did the first few days you went out together was accompany you to the porch and flash a small wink your way, the two of you letting out small laughs at how corny and movie–like the whole ordeal has been. seriously, it feels like a mix of your favorite book tropes with all the cringy stuff that you can view in your favorite romance movies. but you two are a sucker for traditional romance, how can you be blamed ?
. now, for his confession, oh lord. he became the best husband in one night and you were feeling all hot in the face all day. because, yes, he booked a whole day of different activities the two of you could do together. from sharing a simple meal to making some poems. he wrote the best ballads and sonnets you have ever read in the entirety of your life — seriously, how can a man be so talented in such different fields ?
. at the end of the day, you two walked in a park where you both ended up sitting down on the same bench. there was barely no one around as it was late enough already, and when the lamps finally lit up, you saw the whole city come back to life for the night. it was a whole show in itself, to see the advertisements light up, the street lamp illuminating the roads and the atmosphere changing around the two of you.
. after a small quick breath, he placed a present upon your lap and let you open it. it consisted of a music box, playing one of the unreleased songs of his sister you had the pleasure to listen to with him. but there was a particularity: this was a love song. when you gazed back at one another, you both knew.
♡–,✎ engagement:;
AVENTURINE
. the bad pick up lines got worse. now he uses them when falling off the stairs, upon stumbling with his own two feet over some air and when he has a good hair day (clue: he always has good hair). so no, there is no escaping his constant praises and compliments and cringy flirting. but you’ll forgive him, won’t you ?
. he is so affectionate it feels like he became some glue next to you. there is no joke in that. when you two are at home to simply relax he will have his arms around you while doing anything at all. but don’t let your guard down, he might take off his clothes to move your shirt aside and rest his freezing hand upon your skin directly. just to hear your little squeals as you look up at him. his other hand will hold your cheek to feel the warmth burning at his fingertips before kissing it better as his own small apology. during moments like these, make it difficult to regain his love. more kisses for the two of you and more cuddling too.
. even in the casino he goes, he is affectionate too openly. he has really no shame screaming at the top of his lungs how much he loves you and the fact you are all he ever dreamt of having. your head is resting on his shoulder with one arm around your waist. he found that tracing forms on your skin is better than gripping a chip in secret, and now it comes naturally. if you ever fall asleep on him while he plays, he will not hesitate to take off his hate and put it on your to hide the lights from your eyes and allow you a better sleep. even when the game ended, he will stay at the table a few more moments to then give you the correct time to wake up from your little nap. i hope you don’t mind being awakened by kisses all over your face.
. his hat is the only thing he shares, sorry not sorry. his clothes are his and he wants to keep them as such. if you want to wear them he will happily buy you something similar, but the idea of sharing clothes is not something he cherishes that much. however, matching clothes ? this he doesn’t mind ! matching pajamas sets ? check. matching glasses ? check. matching accessories ? check. wearing matching pairs only add to the whole showing off you are his, doesn’t it ?
. he is not that possessive per say, maybe simply a bit paranoid that things might happen to you in hopes of getting to him. but he is truly aware you are capable and will not sugarcoat you (if you do not have any injury, get one as small as a paper cut and he is throwing dramatic gasps to make you laugh), but he will not hesitate to show that he is yours as much as you are his and no one can take you away from him. however, he can have his own insecurities. not look wise, come on that smirk on his face shows that he knows how pretty he is. no, it is more towards his gambling addiction and financial tendencies to spend everything without a care because of his insane luck. he knows that it might be a red flag, or you might be dragged away from him if he continues too much. you can kiss him better or show him an alternative (don’t do gacha games, please, he will know no limits at all you will worsen the problem dearest).
. all in all, you won your own little jackpot by being with him. sure, he has his own secrets and things he will probably never share with you. but at the end of the day you are both satisfied only holding each other’s hands as you dance under the stars like idiots or jump on the water that stayed in the streets after it rained. maybe you are a bit childish, or maybe you simply indulge together in what you always lacked: an innocent and pure love.
SUNDAY
. his money became yours, quite literally. need to buy a book ? here take his credit card. you want to start having weekly shopping sprees with robin ? he will make a new card just for the two of you that you can use. do not shy away from using his money, he wants you happy and he knows that sometimes only acquiring certain items you cherish will fill your heart to the brim. however, he is waiting for a small peck on the cheek and if you bought close you better make a small show for him. the two of you will end up dancing in the living room and it will end with a small kiss.
. the type to be a sucker for any type of kisses. would randomly come up to you, grab your face and kiss your forehead, your cheeks so no jealousy and then your lips. at first you were taken aback but now you are used to it and no real surprises anymore to be honest. you just melt and sometimes kiss him back when he pulls away. aha ! now he is the one with warm cheeks :P.
. he shares his food a bit too much, his plate becomes yours. not the type to give you his plate though. no, instead he will take your fork or spoon, serve enough in it and bring it to your lips. you can never deny him because of the fluttering of his wings that shows just how happy he is to do such a thing. and let’s not talk about desserts. he would buy five of them, eat one spoonful and then give you the rest. i am not hungry anymore, he says, what a very sweet liar he is. that is not his fault, do not blame him please, he just wishes to see a small smile on your face because you love them so much.
. talking about his wings, you can know his mood with how they react. a pretty useful indicator to be honest. if they are a bit down, he is sad or just tired. a few cuddles might fix the issue and if it doesn’t just massage his feathers, but be careful those little wings are still very much sensitive. if they are fluttering, then he is quite happy. weirdly enough they always flutter when you are with him. sometimes he uses them to hide his face if he is a bit flustered. he looks quite adorable when he wants to.
. also not the type to share his clothes, the only exception being his jacket if you are cold and brought nothing for yourself. unlike aventurine he is not for matching sets of clothing, he would prefer if you two kept your own style. but he is for matching jewelries and such. his favorite match is earrings. he will wear the right one most of the time as you wear the left one. his second favorite has to be necklaces. you have a pair of necklaces that go together like two puzzle pieces, and every time you cuddle you let them click together and they remain as such until you have to go to work or sleep or pee.
. being with him is like walking through a street in the middle of the light. his embrace and touches being the few people complimenting you along the way and his comfort being the warm light cast upon you. and when you fall asleep, it’s like having found your own little haven all over again. perhaps, with you, he will learn to be a bit more honest with himself over time.
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orchids¹ – they symbolize beauty, charm and love.
red roses² – they symbolize love and passion.
carnations³ – they symbolize fascination and love.
sunflowers⁴ – they symbolize admiration and loyalty.
(if any of those informations are wrong, tell me and i will fix it asap !)
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reneevz · 21 hours
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IT ALSO KINDA REMINDS ME OF "HOTLINE BLING“ EDIT AUFIOS ( idk the full version tho )
OHHHV IK WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT
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reneevz · 21 hours
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NOW I CANT SEND ASKS ON @reneeyxs BUT THAT ONE LOOKS LIKE A FANCY EDIT WHERE THE IMAGES START TO MOVE AND LOOK N BLINK AT YOU FITTING TO THE MUSIC WHICH IS A REALLY CALMING ONE
OKAY I FIXED THE ISSUE YOU CAN SEND ASKS NOW
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reneevz · 21 hours
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I CAN SEE THAT ??
WITH SNOWFLAKES SLOWLY FALLING DOWN
THERE’S MORE ???
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reneevz · 21 hours
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i feel loved and appreciated fr
OHJDOFUDID YOU ATE W THIS ONE TOO OMGGG
eheheeeee, how does this one taste ?
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reneevz · 21 hours
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WITH SNOWFLAKES SLOWLY FALLING DOWN
THERE’S MORE ???
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