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jkkmm97 · 1 year
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jungkook wallpapers!!
made by me, like or reblog
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ifpawsii · 8 months
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wvogue · 9 months
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ𝗒𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝓈𝖾𝖾𝗎𝗇 ☆ 나의 사랑
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ🪽 : 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗎𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝓅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅 !
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ𝖺𝗅͜𝗐͜𝖺𝗒͜𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 ੭୧ 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗎𝗇
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑠. 𝖺𝗍 𝗇͟𝗂͟𝗀͟𝗁͟t 𝗐. 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗎𝗇
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ㅤㅤ𝗐𝓋𝗈𝗀𝗎𝖾ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ𐙚ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⌷
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝗇𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ 𝗁𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗌
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jeonjungcooky · 1 year
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💌 dream a little dream of me make me into something sweet
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bym0rk · 1 year
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𝖑𝖚𝒙 • 𝖚𝖗𝖞⠀⠀⠀슬퍼⠀⠀⠀𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒏̲𝒆̲𝒆̲𝒔̲
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Jaedo moodboard
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stqrjm · 10 months
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͏͏ ꒰ ★ : 파도 소리를 틀고 춤을 추는 이 순간
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͏͏ Let's dance the night away. ✧  ゚。 ࣪
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wontune · 16 days
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⠀ momo⠀ 📖⠀ ♥︎⠀ twice ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ lockscreen
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kdbstarboy · 5 months
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ruben dias icons
like or rebelog if u used
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ourdadai · 6 months
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Podrías hacerlos en wallpapers, por favor?
Yo espero 🥺
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wolflowers · 1 month
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♥︎ ' seongmin wallpaper by 𝗳𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿
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arosesstorm · 8 days
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scenario via text:
you got jealous -
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© 2023 of Mia (arosesstorm). All Rights Reserved.
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jkkmm97 · 1 year
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oi anjo! poderia por favor fazer uns wallpapers do Taehyung iguais aos que cê fez do Jk??
desde já agradeço 🤍
taehyung wallpapers!!
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aqui está meu amor, espero que tenha gostado ♡♡
like or reblog!!
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jaeubi · 2 years
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no bitches ????? 😧
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usoppsstar · 1 year
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Wash day🛀🏾🛀🏾🛀🏾
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Pairing: Usopp x black f! Reader with locs
Tw: non just fluff n stuff; slightly suggestive? But not at all.
Word count: 1.1k
Notes: I fr just wrote this last night; reader has long locs; uso likes to be needed; this is short and weird cuz I wrote it in like an hour; they're in the bathhouse with no clothes but this isn't suggestive at all promise; as always this is proofread but there may still be mistakes🫧🫧🫧
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It's a hot day on the Thousand Sunny and various straw hats mingle in and on the ship. All except for one, that is currently confined to the bathhouse. It's wash day for that particular straw hat.
" Hey Zoro! Have you seen y/n?" Usopp calls down to the lower deck. Your boyfriend has been looking for you for a little while now and was starting to get confused. Zoro peeks his seeing eye open and thinks for a moment before answering.
" She said she was washing her hair or something." He says and quickly goes back to sleep, without waiting for any more questions.
" Huh. Without me?" Usopp hums with a frown before turning towards the bathhouse and calling out to chopper and Luffy that he'll fish with them later. It's a rare occurrence when you do your hair without asking for his help. Why'd you suddenly choose to do so now? Usopp hums again and quickly jogs over to the baths. Once he arrives he gently knocks on the door.
" Babe? Are you ok in there?!" Usopp calls from behind the door and walks in when he doesn't get a response from you. When he steps inside he's immediately met with a wall of steam and coughs a little. He squints while walking further and calls for you again. After finally stepping through the mist he looks around and gasps when his eyes land on you.
Now, an unknowledgeable person would probably suspect that Usopp walked in on a rather sexy scene. Something like you with your locs cascading down your back, hands up and massaging shampoo into your scalp, leaving your breast exposed, all while standing gracefully. That, or you just lifting up from washing the back of your hair and flipping your hair alluringly.
A knowledgeable person though, knows that the sight in front of Usopp doesn't resemble that scene in the slightest and probably never will as your locs continuously grow longer. Instead, the sight in front of Usopp is but a suffering gremlin, in nothing but a towel and hunched over with her hair heavily draped over her face. The gremlin flinches at the sound of her name and pauses scrubbing her scalp to lift a chunk of her locs and peek towards him. A gravely wheeze squeaks out of the gremlin. Usopp looks at you with an empathetic frown and crosses his arms.
" Aw bubs, why didn't you come and get me?" He sighs with a disappointed shake of his head. Once you realize who it is in front of you, your aura changes immediately. What was once a brooding little hunchback was now a blubbering little hunchback that was glad her boyfriend was finally here.
"Usoooop!" You whine and hobble over to him the best you can with an aching back and your hair weighing down your neck. Usopp can't help but smile a bit at your teary eyes and pitiful expression as he removes his clothes, you look so cute. Once he finally strips down to his boxers he meets you halfway and wraps you in a soggy hug.
"Why didn't you just wait for me? You know how hard it is to wash your hair now that they've gotten so long." He asks again as you groan into his chest. While waiting for an answer he tilts your head back and brushes your locs out of your face, finally getting a good look at the features he loves so much and the pitiful eyes glaring up at him.
" I was trying to be independent." You sniffle and Usopp immediately rolls his eyes and drags you over to a stool. You always do this. Randomly get the urge to try and do your hair by yourself and you always say the same thing when it doesn't work out because you feel you're about to snap in half.
" Well being independent in this regard is going to land you with a broken neck or a broken back, dummy." He scolds as he sits on the stool and plops you down between his legs. You heave a big sigh and turn horizontally to rest your back against his inner thigh and drape your hair over his leg, already enjoying the lack of weight on your neck.
" Still! What am I going to do if the crew splits up again and you're not here!?" You argue with the same argument you always use. Usopp frowns as you ramble on and dilutes some of your shampoo in water before pouring it down you hair, being careful not to let it drip past your ears(he knows how much you hate that).
" Then you need to get one of our crewmates to help you." He argues back as he starts to massage your scalp with his fingertips, making sure to scratch the spot above your ears and by your nape. Your eyes flutter closed and you momentarily forget to continue your little debate. When you hear Usopp laugh a little, you drowsily dispute his comment.
" That wouldn't work, they don't know how to do it like you do." You say. The only people you can think of that probably wouldn't mind taking the time to help you and would simultaneously do a decent job, are chopper and Sanji. Usopp's chest swells a little at the praise and he runs some water down your hair. Even though you both aren't really arguing anymore and your starting to doze off, he continues the banter for just a little longer.
"Why don't you just trim them if you want to do your hair by yourself so badly?" He pouts as he runs more water through your hair. He was joking but he really does enjoy doing this for you. He liked the intimacy of it all and he enjoyed being wanted and needed like this, even if it was just hair. That, and your hair really is just too heavy to do on your own anymore and he doesn't want you hurting yourself. You gasp and slap his leg.
"I'll never!" You sulk for a moment. "But still, like I said, no one does it like you do anyway. Including me, you little-." You grumble with hot cheeks as Usopp laughs out loud. You enjoy his pampering for a little while longer before speaking up again.
" I love you." You suddenly say sleepily. Usopp blushes and smiles to himself.
"I know."
"I'm a strong, independent woman." You tell him as you drift off further.
" I know." He says again and right before you fall fully asleep, Usopp speaks up again.
" Is this strong, independent woman going to retwist her own hair after this?" He asks.
" Heck no." You say immediately and Usopp can't help but laugh again.
" I love you too." He sighs and gets back to finishing your hair
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A/n: Was craving Usopp content and randomly made some, thanks for reading!🛀🏾🛀🏾🛀🏾
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thefearedashantis · 3 months
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Tender Headed
Pairing: James Potter x blackfem! reader
Summary: James helps reader retwist her locs
Word count: 1,065 ish
Warning: mention of reader being hit across the hands by a parent.
“It’s open!”
James enters your apartment with a prominent frown etched into his face. Arms loaded with takeout bags and glasses fogged from the cold outside. “I really hate when you leave your door unlocked like that mouse” he says, kicking said door shut with his foot and slipping the lock into place.
He moves to the kitchen counter to drop the bags before doubling back to slide off his shoes.
You glance at him with a guilty smile from your place on the floor in front of the TV. This isn't the first time he’s voiced his disdain for your lack of caution and it most likely will not be the last.
“You said you were five minutes away.”
“Yeah” he throws his arms up in exasperation while wrestling out of his pluffy coat, “but still, just wait until I get here.”
The conversation is dropped as quickly as it started as James’ attention diverts to the food now that he’s freed himself. He’d stopped by your favorite wing spot before coming over to spend some time with you. You hadn't been dating for very long, but due to both of your hectic schedules the majority of your dates took place within the confines of either of your apartments. Not that you minded.
“Ok they didn’t have that lemonade you like so I got the ginger flavor instead. And they had these new hot wings I thought we could try!” His voice drips with excitement as he shifts through the bags “Half price if you ordered a dessert with them so we have cinnamon rolls for later”
He shuffles over to the living area with the food. Arranging it neatly on the side table before whirling on you with a grand smile “and lunch is served!” His eyes twinkle with pride.
You open your mouth to thank him but the conversation has once again moved on before you get the chance.
“Oh, what’re you doing with your hair?” He’s suddenly seated beside you. Thigh pressed warmly against your own.
Curious hands reach for some of the materials you have sprawled around. Combs and a small basket overflowing with duckbill clips. A portable standing mirror. Hair gels and a spray bottle filled with fresh rosemary water. He shakes it gingerly, bringing it to his nose for a quick sniff. He hums in satisfaction having finally found the source of your usual herbal scent.
“Retwisting” you say, feeling a swell of bashfulness settle in your chest. James has never seen you do your hair before. In fact, you'd never even allowed yourself to be so loose in front of any of your exes. They were quick to complain if you weren’t dolled up every second of every day, no care given for the processes that went into it.
He takes this answer without further question. Finished with his perusal of your products. “Well take a break and eat before it gets cold.”
He tears into his own meal then with much enthusiasm. The two of you fall into comfortable silence. Lulled by the sound of James chewing and the movie you'd only been half watching. Your arms and neck have started to ache a little since you started, but you don’t want to eat before you’ve finished. Only half a head remains.
“How do you do this anyway?” James asks, startling you out of your thoughts.
You contemplate waving him off, but instead tell him to scooch over a tad when he peers at you with genuine interest. “It’s easy, look here.”
You finish up the one you’d been working on and grab for another. Using the tail of the comb and an intense gaze in the mirror you refine the part “Clean up the part, comb the new growth, apply some product” you spin the comb in your hand as far as it can go before plucking it out and using your palm to continue rolling down.
“And just twist in the direction you got them installed. Then pop on a clip” you conclude, clipping it close to the root into a row with two others.
“Wanna try it?” You hold out the comb to James who takes it before you’ve even finished asking.
“Um, yeah ok.” He wipes his fingers off on a napkin and with more care than a boy of his size would be thought capable, takes your hair in his hands. He’s gentle and precise in following your example. So focused on his task you can only smile at the wrinkle between his brow visible through the mirror “Like this?”
You wince as he removes the comb and palm rolls his work “A little too tight Jamie.”
He lets up immediately “Sorry mouse “He completes the twist with a slightly lighter hand. “Does it usually hurt?”
“Well, I was pretty tender headed before I got them, even more so now. Sometimes I have to take some painkillers but it's usually not too bad.”
You could still vividly remember the day you started doing your own hair. You’d only just turned nine, but the teasing you’d endured at school while learning what worked was much preferred to the strikes you’d receive across the knuckles from your mother. When you'd cry for hours on wash and style day. She despised your endless whining and groaning for her to be gentler. Said you were giving her a headache. All the while it felt as if she was ripping your hair out strand by strand.
James clips his piece away. He runs his hand affectionately down your arm “Can I try another one?”
“You’re a natural” you praise him, checking over what he’s done.
James beams at this “Let me do a few while you eat.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah mouse, just relax.” He scoots in behind you to rest his back against the couch. Your supplies are dragged closer to him and your food is handed over. “If I fuck it up you can shave my head in retribution” he jokes, but you cannot find the humor in it.
“I could never do such a thing to your curls! I just got you into a good routine!”
He kisses the scowl off your lips while going for the remote. “What do you want to watch?”
“I saw they have a new season of Love is Blind out.”
James helps you retwist your hair from now on.
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bym0rk · 1 year
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hello can you make a moodboard or header for this? thanks before!!
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༶ . ⠀۟ ⠀。 @bym0rk . ⠀۟⠀ 。
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Jaeyong moodboard
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I hope you like♡♡
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