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lecialucille · 2 months
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⋆。°✩⋆。🍦°✩⋆。°✩⋆🍦。°✩⋆。°✩🍦
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callmevenus · 6 months
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bambisnc · 1 month
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the way song eunseok's figure rests on your bed can only be described as ethereal in its truest form. skin almost appearing to be touched with gold, you really can't help but kneel down at his side and let your adoring gaze take him up.
one of your hands allows itself to gently card through the strands of his hair as you rest your chin on the other.
you're supposed to be waking him up; he does have training, practice and so much more to get to.
but that thought has completely left you; mind only occupied by the way his eyelashes curl against his cheekbones, by the way his hair fans out gorgeously over the pillow, by the way his pretty lips remain ever so slightly apart - it takes everything in you to not drown him in kisses.
"till when are you planning on staring at me, hm?" eunseok's eyes are still closed and a barely-there smile adorns his face. you swear you could spend your entire lifetime doing so; not that you would ever say that to him.
a kiss to his forehead. one on either cheek. a couple scattered over his neck. you both struggle not shake with silent laughter; until the birthday boy finally reigns victorious over you - turning you around and successfully pinning you to the bed.
your loop your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to finally kiss him properly.
"happy birthday my love <;3"
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notes : HELL YEAH. + [m.list] song rec : glue song by beabadoobee <3 perfect 4 the feels <3
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miunadoll · 1 year
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benkeibear · 3 months
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You've heard of the cum divider...
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Now get ready for the cummybear:
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damslietta · 1 month
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Scaram♡uche╱Wanderer Disc♡rd Lay♡uts !
Requested By ; An♡n ୧
Kin╱ID╱Me & F╱♡ Tags Are ♡K !
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Scaramouche/Wanderer Discord Layouts !
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Kin/ID/Me & F/O Tags Are OK !
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leofinest · 2 years
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strawberry + banana soft cone. ꒰ ྀི  ◞   ◟  ꒱
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luxesiren · 9 months
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hockey player armin and ice skater gf 😻
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cw :: modern!au, hockey player!armin, ice/figure skater!reader, fluff, and kissing.
a/n :: hi!! thank you for sending this in, i really love this concept and i’m happy you liked the hockey player!armin headcanons!! anyways, i hope you enjoy this and it’s what you expected!
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you've been dating armin for months, deeply infatuated with him since your friends dragged you to that first hockey game and you saw just how attractive he was and how he moved across the ice with such speed and certainty, he knew he would make that shot.
it was something about that he was a hockey player and you just loved everything about it and maybe it was because you shared the same passion about the ice as him but with figure skating.
armin loved watching you skate, he loved it as much as he loved being on the ice. you were so graceful with every spin and trick you did and he was mesmerized by your skill and talent - he just loved watching how you lose yourself in the music and skate not worried about who was watching.
everyone knew about you and armin, the infamous hockey player and the closed-off figure skater. no one understood how he bagged you by it wasn't for them to understand, it was only for you two.
they never saw you without armin, most people had never even seen you smile but when armin was around, it was almost instantaneous. your smile bright and directed toward him.
you always went to armin's games and never missed one. you would be in the stands cheering him on and wearing his jersey making sure he won the game and made every shot that he intended to make.
after every game was over you would always wait for him by the locker rooms waiting for him to come out. once he came out, you were swept off your feet and in his arms making you giggle, "min! put me down, baby."
"but you look so cute and i missed you." he said, placing you down and placing a small kiss on your cheek.
armin did the same for you, he went to every competition you had. watching you in the stands almost being brought to tears from how you so easily glide across the ice.
he watches with rapt attention how you call everyone's eyes toward you with every spin, how everyone can feel your emotions through your set, and how you almost bring everyone to tears once you finish.
armin always whistles when you finish, clapping louder than everyone else which makes you smile and your heart beat faster.
after every competition armin is always waiting for you with a big bouquet of flowers as congrats.
"you did amazing, baby!" he said, handing you the flowers and pulling you closer to him.
"thank you, min." you would respond, taking the flowers from him and kissing his lips. his hands wrapped tightly around you, his lips pressed against yours and his mind in a state of bliss. you both pull away, "i love you."
armin always blushes when you tell him you love him. he'll never get over hearing it, "i love you too, pretty."
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© 𝐥𝐮𝐱𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧 | all rights reserved to me, please don’t steal, copy, or repost to other websites.
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asharaxofstarfall · 6 months
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do you think jonsa will happen in the books?
maybe. game of thrones and house of the dragon potray incest in a far more romantic light than the books do. we're not supposed to think that the targaryens practices are normal or acceptable, and it's clear that their inbreeding is a large part of why they are the way that they are. that being said, cousin incest is a normal thing in westeros and cousin marriages are shown positively a few times, examples being: joanna and tywin lannister, viserys i targaryen and aemma arryn and lyrra and rickard stark. jon and sansa's case is interesting. they were raised as daughter of a highborn lord and a highborn lords bastard, as siblings. they don't have a close bond, despite caring for each other. sansa also isn't close to arya but in a vastly different way. they're still trueborn while jon is a bastard and therfore doesn't have the same relationship with sansa. they parallel each other in ways that could hint at their endgame as a couple, both believing that no one will marry them for love because of their claims, or in jon's case, lack thereof.
here are some jonsa parallels
She pictured the two of them sitting together in a garden with puppies in their laps, or listening to a singer strum upon a lute while they floated down the Mander on a pleasure barge. “If I give him Sons, he may come to love me. She would name them Eddard and Brandon and Rickon, and raise them all to be as Valiant as Ser Loras. And to hate Lannisters, too. In Sansa’s dreams, her children looked just like the brothers she had lost. Sometimes there was even a girl who looked like Arya
sansa/ a storm of swords
“I would need to steal her if I wanted her love, but she might give me children. I might someday hold a son of my own blood in my arms. A son was something Jon Snow had never dared dream of, since he decide to live his life on the wall. I could name him Robb
jon/ a storm of swords
sansa talks of falling deeply in love with ser waymar royce, and then dismissing her feelings for him as dreams of a “silly little girl”.
Ser Waymar Royce was the youngest son of an ancient house with too many heirs. He was a handsome youth of eighteen, grey-eyed and graceful and slender as a knife. Mounted on his huge black destrier, the knight towered above Will and Gared on their smaller garrons. He wore black leather boots, black woolen pants, black moleskin gloves, and a fine supple coat of gleaming black ringmail over layers of black wool and boiled leather
sansa/ a storm of swords
wyman's description matches jon's
Jon’s eyes were a grey so dark they seemed almost black, but there was little they did not see. He was of an age with Robb, but they did not look alike. Jon was slender where Robb was muscular, dark where Robb was fair, graceful and quick where his half brother was strong and fast.
jon/ a storm of swords
sansa thinks of both robb and jon here
She shouted for Ser Dontos, for her brothers, for her dead father and her dead wolf, for gallant Ser Loras who had given her a red rose once, but none of them came. She called for the heroes from the songs, for Florian and Ser Ryam Redwyne and Prince Aemon the Dragonknight, but no one heard.
jon plays as both aemon the dragonknight and ser ryam redwyne when training with robb
They were not little boys when they fought, but knights and mighty heroes. “I’m Prince Aemon the Dragonknight,” Jon would call out, and Robb would shout back, “Well, I’m Florian the Fool.” Or Robb would say, “I’m the Young Dragon,” and Jon would reply, “I’m Ser Ryam Redwyne
even ned unknowingly hints at a relationship between the two
Sweet one,” her father said gently, “listen to me. When you’re old enough, I will make you a match with a high lord who’s worthy of you, someone brave and gentle and strong. This match with Joffrey was a terrible mistake. That boy is no Prince Aemon, you must believe me.”
sansa/ a game of thrones
their story also links to jonnel “one eye” stark and his first wife, who happens to be named sansa.
more jonsa parallels
Now as it happened the winter roses had only then come into bloom, and no flower is so rare nor precious. So the Stark sent to his glass gardens and commanded that the most beautiful o’ the winter roses be plucked for the singer’s payment. And so it was done. But when morning come, the singer had vanished … and so had Lord Brandon’s maiden daughter. Her bed they found empty, but for the pale blue rose that Bael had left on the pillow where her head had lain
“North or south, singers always find a ready welcome, so Bael ate at Lord Stark’s own table, and played for the lord in his high seat until half the night was gone. The old songs he played, and new ones he’d made himself, and he played and sang so well that when he was done, the lord offered to let him name his own reward. ‘All I ask is a flower,’ Bael answered, ’the fairest flower that blooms in the gardens o’ Winterfell
jon/ a storm of swords
sansa's story of a northern beauty stolen away to the south is similar to that of her late aunt lyanna, who happened to love winter roses. sansa also loves songs and one of her fondest childhood memories is of a singer coming to winterfell. she describes crying and begging her father to let him stay because she loved him so much. lyanna sobs when listening to rhaegar play the harp at a feast in harrenhal
i think that jonsa could happen in the books, 100%.
both are characters that suffer greatly as children and long for a home that's been destroyed. jon and sansa marrying and rebuilding winterfell would work perfectly with grrm's themes about optimism and spring after a long winter.
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lecialucille · 9 days
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˙✧˖°𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ༘ ⋆。˚˙✧˖°𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ༘ ⋆。˚˙✧˖°𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ༘ ⋆。˚
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bambisnc · 1 month
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sunny [ft. w.yx]
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pairing : bsf classmate!nicholas x reader genre : fluff :( cw/tw : kissing + a littol suggestive wc : 0.7kish !
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drowning under the weight of unsaid words and hidden feelings was something you'd made your peace with.
falling for your best friend, nicholas, who just so happened to be a classmate was not the best decision ever; but you have been dealing with it rather decently all these years.
so maybe it'll all work out just fine.
is what you thought, mere minutes ago.
everything was normal then, both of you were trying not to fall asleep in a particularly boring class. the harsh yet very welcome RING! of the school bell jolted you awake; and of course you wasted zero time in grabbing your bag and making your way out of the classroom.
but when has nicho ever let you leave just like that?
a "where'd you think you're goin'" and a sharp tug to the strap of your bag as you're pulled back by none either than your best friend.
he reminds you that you have cleaning duty that day with a much too gleeful expression..
..and that's how you find yourself leaning against a desk, zoning out to thoughts of him and how the afternoon sunlight streams in through the windows perfectly lighting his features aglow..
the loosened tie, the rolled up sleeves, the small smile playing on his lips as he says something.. wait he's talking to you.
"you're not exactly subtle you know?"
you find yourself unable to think of an appropriate reply, instead choosing to hide behind a simple roll of your eyes.
he lets out a laugh at that, making his way towards you, "i didn't expect you to be so careless.."
at that, you can't help but gulp because yeah it's not like you're not physically affectionate towards each other but something about this moment is.. decidedly not platonic.
nicho's hands rest on the edges of the desk, his face just a little too close for comfort. he's effectively trapping you against it; seemingly completely unaware of the effect this is having on you.
when he speaks up next, voice barely more than a whisper, you feel his lips hover just above yours, "or is it that.. you're just too distracted by someone..?"
something shifts right then. a certain obvious tension shrouds you and it's as if the two of you are the only people in the entire universe.
your hand reaches to tug on his collar, tentatively, with a considerable amount of hesitance; but the way his eyes meet yours - you swear you can see the sun, the moon, all the galaxies in those eyes - leaves you reeling.
you're not sure which of you closes the distance between your lips but you can't really bring yourself to care at all.
not when nicho's lips press against yours impatiently, eagerly. like he's been waiting for this. yearning for this, just as much as you.
especially not when your stomach is busily turning upside down like its life depends on it; all the while your best friend allows one of his hands to tangle into your hair, effectively deepening the kiss.
you'd do this forever if you could, but the unfortunate need for air causes you to push him away.
and oh the way his face looks the absolute picture of debauchery, of indulgence; what with his heavily lidded eyes, flushed face, and delicately swollen lips.
he looks like the prettiest mess ever.
you find yourself unable to deal with all the thoughts that suddenly flood your brain. this is what you've been dreaming of for ages. but nicho is your best friend. best friends do not do this.
his hand moves to gently cup the back of your neck, then; bringing you forward to capture your lips in another kiss, this one vastly differing from the previous.
tender, languid movements as if you have all the time in the world. his soft skin is hot to the touch but if it's him you wouldn't even mind burning.
you feel all your doubts slowly die down, a lingering warmth spreading in their place as you find his other hand on the desk and intertwine both your fingers.
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notes : @chiiyuuvv love youuu + ACCIDENTALLY ALMOST DELETED THIS ADN FR CRIED FOR LIKE 30 SECONDS + i lowk thought of sunwoo while writing but shhh + water related metaphors for reader n sun/fire related metaphors for nicho = symbolism loml ! + shoutout to this post and this post couldnt have done this without em + [m.list] song rec : sunny by rocco <3
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aquaritos · 6 months
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ִ ﹗ ˳ ׄ ۪ 🩷🌰 ꯭ 🥛🌀⊹ ⋆ ࣪
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lil-liaa · 4 months
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         ⌦        ⿸        🍨🥤         ♫   🍧
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© 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞
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chrrywvea · 1 year
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[slider is filming]
*to the camera*
iceman: okay, ready? today i'll show you how to care of a sad person
*he walks over to the couch where mav is curled up, & begins laying out a blanket*
iceman: you get your blanket, and pick up your ball of depression...
*picks up mav*
iceman: lay them on the blanket and...
*mav yelps when ice starts to roll him up*
iceman: you get your own sushi roll!
iceman: now you place them somewhere comfortable and get your supplies...
*dumps mav back onto the couch & returns with snacks and drinks*
iceman: you hug your roll close and watch a movie that the roll enjoys
*starts mean girls, meanwhile slider is one laugh away from passing out*
iceman: now this part is important! you feed and hydrate the roll, because tears leave the roll dehydrated.
*mav blushing heavily, hiding in ice's side while he gets his share of chips*
iceman, smiling at the camera: there we go, a happy roll!
[ slider can't help the sappy grin on his face, their little pilot buddy all tiny & wide eyes peeking over the blanket is just adorable ]
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inspired by the happy sushi roll meme i just found again:-D
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damslietta · 2 months
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Arlecchin♡ Disc♡rd Lay♡uts !
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N♡ F╱♡ Tags Please !
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Arlecchino Discord Layouts !
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No F╱O Tags Please !
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luxieloo · 5 months
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damn snow miser looking different nowadays
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