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biancalattei · 9 months

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THIS IS STILL A WIP OKAY but anyways turning into a feral knives liker (ofc i still love my wife vash but knives are switching the gears on me)

i love the nyais...feral kitties..

#trigun #trigun stampede #trigun maximum #million knives #trisona #self insert x canon #million knives x reader #delulu moments #ok but i rlly love knives

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justanamesstuff · 1 year

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Argentinian wine…again 😎

#the detail that makes me happy #lol #delulu moments

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s0ftl3 · 10 months

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Waiting for the day ted unrealistically finds my blog and tells me k guessed everything exactly right and he wants to run away together

#going through ted withdraws #delulu moments #chuckle sammy #chuckle sandwich

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miercoooles · 11 months

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aHa checo out in q1 aGAIN🔪🔪 wHY ?

Well, I mean he started p15 in Austria and ended up getting a podium… So I mean, there’s a chance that Checo could get another podium here.

#checo perez #sergio perez #formula one #f1 #formula 1 #british gp 2023 #british grand prix 2023 #mar watches #IM GONNA BANG MY HEAD ON THE WALL #DELULU MOMENTS #literally screaming crying sobbing pulling my hair out atp

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jojohooniie57 · 10 months

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hooooniiieeee

😩soooo i’m having a delulumode ashshsh and i just can’t get over their new decelis picture and imagine (again). about sunghoon being a vampire and being addicted in your blood. so i’ll realist a vampire au of sunghoon x reader (goshh like pls bite honieee!!).

#sunghoon #enhypen #enhy #engine #hoonie #decelis academy #vampire #coming soon #enha #park sungho #delulu #delulu moments #new fandom

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ourphysicalromance · 1 year

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I don't care if he's liying to me, he's telling the right lies

#delulu moments

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terymlxyrstdus · 8 months

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james: i honestly think regulus might like me

remus: yeah…not likely

james: but we even talk sometimes

remus: so do we and he certainly doesn’t like me that way

james: but he even calls me by special nickname potter

remus: that’s your surname

#source: conversation i had with my delulu friends #remus being biggest jegulus shipper but also being james’ reality check #marauders #regulus black #james potter #remus lupin #jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #that moment when regulus switchces to james #and then to jamie #ahdkdlmsbdjfs #dead gay wizards #dead gay witches #marauders fandom #marauders era #galaxy

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h00d13d09 · 26 days

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I'm watching this episode and the fact that we have this beautiful Thomas and Mitchell storyline, Buck figuring out his love life, the episode being called Buck actually and Tommy's favorite film being love actually

Um... invisible string much??

#sorry having a delulu moment #now back to our regularly scheduled programming #bucktommy #tevan #kinley #firefly #evan buckley #tommy kinard #buck x tommy #tommy x buck #911 abc #911 02x08 #02x08 #buck actually

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justanamesstuff · 11 months

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I have to write about politics and im crying about a band (my band) jasjqbqwj

#delulu moments

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thefrogdalorian · 3 months

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Sanctuary

Din Djarin x GN!Reader

Summary: It's one of those days when your emotions threaten to overwhelm you. Despite the horrible day you're having, you try your best to keep it together. A feat you manage, until a certain Mandalorian arrives home and takes you into his arms. Word Count: 1.2k ✯ Rating: General ✯ Content Warnings: Descriptions of anxiety/panic attack ✯ Author's Note: Seeing these gifs the other day broke something in my brain and this little fic was the result. I hope this gets you through a day when you really need a hug from Din Djarin 💕 ✯ My Masterlist ✯

On the days when your stomach churned and you were too upset to vocalise the war that waged within yourself, you were grateful to have someone in your life who seemed to know exactly what you needed. There was no doubt that Din understood you better than you understood yourself. It was unsurprising, given how meticulous and attentive he was in everything he turned his hand to.

You had been in each other's lives for some time, yet you still found yourself pleasantly surprised each time he shared such care towards you. You never doubted Din's kind heart once you got to know him, but you were nonetheless astonished by the multitudes he contained. It was astounding how tender and caring the man, who had gained such a fearsome reputation throughout the galaxy as a ruthless bounty hunter, actually was beneath his cold, hard beskar.

It was early in the morning when Din had left through the door and your stomach tied itself into knots as you heard his heavy footprints gradually fade into the distance. The sound indicated that you were now alone with your thoughts. Throughout the day, you had pushed your emotions to the deepest depths inside yourself. You had been trying to kid yourself, in his absence, that you could survive the day without breaking down. You told yourself over and over that if you could just make it until Din returned and then put on a brave face when he walked through the door, you would have survived the day without dissolving into pieces. The last thing you wanted was for Din to see how upset you were. The fear that you were weighing him down with your troubles or somehow holding him back from achieving greater things was omnipresent. Even though he had never given you a reason to fear such a thing, you were constantly terrified of being seen as a burden to him.

The familiar heavy footsteps grew louder; their rhythmic, even quality indicated they could belong to only one man. You took a deep breath and attempted to steady your racing heart, preparing yourself to keep it together upon Din's return.

The second you saw his figure in the doorway, you knew it was a lost cause. At the sight of the familiar outline of beskar shining in the entryway, you immediately knew that there was no way that you would be able to maintain your composure. You stood up immediately, rising off the chair you had been sitting on as you waited for him, to greet the man who owned your heart entirely. Instead of racing towards him as usual, you found yourself suddenly overcome with apprehension. Your steps faltered with uncertainty as you walked towards him on shaky legs, feeling your ability to stay strong evaporate just from laying eyes upon him.

Din held his arms out to you without hesitation, beckoning you to come close to him.

“Come here, cyare,” Din whispered as you stepped into his orbit, his voice gravelly, “Let me hold you.”

As you closed the distance between you and Din to rest your head in the crook of his neck, you caught a glimpse of his mudhorn pauldron, glinting despite the low light of the cabin. Despite how terrible you felt, the ghost of a smile passed across your lips as you noticed the signet was so distinctively Din. Stepping into his arms felt like you were returning to safety. To your home.

You rested your head in the crook of his neck and nuzzled into his rough cowl, enjoying his familiar scent. It was musky and masculine, but not overbearing. You detected a faint hint of perspiration mixed with the floral scent you knew lingered on his skin thanks to the bottle of liquid he lathered across his tan skin in the 'fresher each morning. Din’s chestplate was firm against your body. Initially, you recoiled at the slight chill from the beskar, discernible even through your layers of clothing. Once you had adjusted to the temperature and new sensation, though, you felt nothing but warmth when you were in his arms.

As Din held you close and his hands rubbed comforting circles into your back with one strong arm holding you tightly around the waist, you appreciated the way your bodies fit together. It was as you were admiring how you seemed to be made for each other that you noticed how Din had wrapped his cape around your shoulders to further cocoon you into him. As though he was protecting you from all of the hurt that lingered outside of the sanctuary of his arms. From whatever was troubling you. There was no intense questioning, no expectations for answers. Only safety, love and understanding from a man who wanted to help you through your very worst days.

Something about nuzzling into Din’s neck and the care he had taken to raise your spirits rendered you speechless. You were overcome with emotion, powerless to stop the tears which started falling down your cheeks. At first, it was a solitary droplet, but then you couldn’t help yourself as more and more tears slipped from your eyes.

At the first sound of your sniffles, Din pulled away from you. You felt your stomach drop in panic, momentarily afraid that you had upset him somehow. You looked up at him and felt the embarrassment settle somewhere low in your stomach, a physical symptom of the mortification you felt at your outburst. Then came the shame. You were dismayed that you had lost control of your emotions in such a way. Evidence of your loss of composure was evident in the reflection of your face in his helmet. You watched as your expression grew increasingly more distraught and felt your chest heaving as the panic rose within you, upset at your emotional state.

Fortunately, Din was nothing but understanding and caring. Before your thoughts could spiral anywhere darker, he began to use his soft leather gloves against your cheeks to dry the tears that were burning hot trails down your skin. It distracted you from your anguish, his tender touch providing instant comfort.

You relished the contact and melted into his embrace. Between his hand that lingered on your cheek, while the other rubbed your back and ensured his cape still swaddled you, your mood was instantly calmer. Din brought you back into his shoulder and returned his hands to your back, rubbing up and down as he held you close. You wrapped your arms around his waist, relishing the small contact you gained with the warmth of his flesh between the hard plates of his beskar. You stayed like that for a few more minutes, feeling your anguish dissipate with each second that Din held you.

Eventually, your breathing evened out and returned to a less frantic pace. Sensing that his embrace had had the intended effect on your fragile emotional state, Din pulled away once again and brought his hands to cup your jaw gently.

“How are you feeling now?” he rasped as he stroked your cheeks with his gloved thumbs.

“Being in your arms always makes me feel better,” you smiled.

“I’d hold you for the rest of my days if you only asked me to, cyare,” Din vowed with a nod of his helmet.

You smiled then, enjoying the way your face lit up with a smile and how your eyes had regained their sparkle thanks to the tight embrace of your attentive Mandalorian; your sanctuary.

#din djarin fic #din djarin fanfiction #din djarin x reader #din djarin x you #the mandalorian x reader #mando x reader #mando x you #the mandalorian fanfiction #pedro pascal characters #din djarin fluff #my fics #maybe i cried when i finished this (had a bad meltdown tonight lol and i truly need a certain mandalorian to wrap me up in his cape)#also thats my gif in my delulu brain that moment really looks like he's opening his arms to you for a hug HEH

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bloodydragam · 2 months

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I always wondered why Johnny didn't put V's niche next to his (cause I am delulu as that) but it actually has a motive and no one can convince it wasn't done on purpose... they're looking at each other...

#silverv #let me be delulu #cyberpunk 2077 #johnny silverhand #v #temperance ending #temperance #v cyberpunk #johnny x v #this is the reason why i am crying at 5:31 am #johnny silverhand x v #maybe someone else had already notuced this #but hey #this is my moment to cry im the early morning

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spacesourcx · 1 year

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