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“It doesn’t seem all that long ago that I was playing on those rocking horses”
A thank you letter from Princess Anne to William Tallon following her engagement to Mark Phillips in 1973.
#her handwriting is beautiful#the part about them not growing up yet is sweet#princess anne#mark phillips#william tallon#british royal family#brf#throwback
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season 5 episode 17: the kirumi incident
#my art#osomatsu san oc#ocs#kiru#you know what fuck it.#yanagida#atsushi#she had the classic 'mistake a guy for a beautiful butch' embarrassment and it followed her forever poor thing 💔#also sorry if my handwriting is hard to read i realize its a little messy
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birthday note & stitched lipstick kiss bookmark from my gf 🧶
#how is her handwriting even when she’s sewing neater than mine? 🧵#look at that ‘of’ and the ‘r’ in ‘your’#they’re so beautiful sigh sigh#n.
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i am once again thinking about wixxi and murpp
#mulch art#wixxi#murpp#sorry about my messy handwriting its just random owl facts since wixxi is hyperfixated on birds and probably yaps about them to her boyfrie#i do not own murpp btw he is owned by my beautiful friend divinitys-bleach#also not putting these in any tags because while i like showing off my own content i am also very anxious about showing off my content#and rather live in my tiny little ecosystem with my friends
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*in mailman sturdy voice* you got mail
Oh my god.. a letter from the traveller for me in the most ethereal handwriting i could have ever seen.. this is like a blessing to me (fainted) Please please tell my dearest traveller that her handwriting captivates me tremendously like she herself does. each letter drawn so calligraphically it makes me want to observe the whole writing for hours.. and the little star and spiral at the end are beautiful details 🩷
now the invitation ah.. i would be very much elated to explore the enthralling path and the woods and visit the alluring glade with magical pixies with traveller tonight!! to be honest it would be my pleasure and an honor to accompany traveller in any of their wonderful adventures anytime.. i thank the beloved traveller for this precious invitation and i wonder if i could bring my little friend catdeer too? i believe he'd love to wander around as well 🩵
Infinite hugs for traveller from me, the Lady moon 🌷
#i love traveller#traveller has got the most beautiful handwriting in the world#thank you mail man as well#for delivering this precious letter#it means so much to me#traveller is my beloved#i want to paint for her or Her herself because she's just so so stunning#end of the tags
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every day before she leaves for work frankie makes the bed with my fave quilt and leaves one of my Big Shirts folded on my pillows :’)
and today she walked down to the tobacco shop to get me a lemonade and put it in the fridge for me.
#i am so spoiled it’s insane#every day i come home to the ultimate cozy nest#and she also leaves me lil notes in her beautiful bubbly handwriting#if we weren’t already married i would marry her tomorrow#gonna marry her every gd day
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my handwriting is so
i hate it but everyone else loves it???
#this just a me thing orr#like everyone says their own handwriting is worse#but mines a mix of print and cursive#because i can’t be bothered to pick up my pen/pencil#it’s really messy#and my friend#yeah the friend i always talk abt#traces my handwriting bc she loves it so much???#her handwriting is beautiful 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻#shitpost#hehe#anyways
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Better Off Dead // Sleeping With Sirens
#i felt like coming back#sleeping with sirens#better off dead#lyrics#band#bands#pop punk#alternative#handwritten#music#handwritten lyrics#handwriting#she doesn't know she's beautiful#cause no one's ever told her so
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THAT IS SO CUTE I CAN'T, MY HEART IS JUST OVERWHELMED WITH FEELS.
Ace as a stress eater is canon now, anyone says otherwise can fight me on it. Funny random hc, since Ace has narcolepsy, just imagined him stressing over Marco's not being there to the point that for the entire time Marco's gone, he just...can't sleep? His narcolepsy didn't trigger either and then Marco came in and he's like--
"MARC--" cue narcolepsy trigger the moment he saw his bf cause baby was so stressed out that when his body finally relaxes, they went 'oops, babe's back, gotta sleep'
BIRD MARCO WADDLING TO SEE HIS BOYFRIEND IS ADORABLE! Just a bright-ass bird swooping down, pushing everyone with his big-ass wings cuz BOYFRIEND! NEED!
OOOH i love the narcolepsy trigger part, Ace volunteering to take every single night watch Marcos gone because he just cant sleep anymore without him or at least the quality of sleep isn’t great so Ace ends up with some intense eyebags 🥺 (I absolutely can relate if my gf isnt beside me at night i become an anxious ball of stress and sadness and then i dont sleep at all its the them damn nightmares)
The moment Marco holds him Ace just collapses thats both so cute and so wah sad but could easily be comedicute Marco bundling Ace up like yknow what i could go take a nap too, im sure theres someone around who can forge my signature? If so Please sign me in so Pops doesn’t send a search party for me— cue all of the nurses and first division rushing to go forge Marcos signature bc what pirate doesnt like a little forgery and hijinks 😂 Marco didnt realise this many people studied his handwriting
And then they go sleep and no one is allowed to disturb them unless theyre being attacked but listen Marco gets the luxury of as many pillows as he likes so he and Ace just collapse between the mountain of soft and just pass the fuck out
Birb Marco slapping people away with his wings crossly because Ace is over there and youre all in the way, marco you do know you can fly over there right ? Or did you forget to transform back? (He forgot to transform back)
#anyway Ace holding birb Marco under his arm like a chicken i love it#the forging signature part is so fucking funny ok#like everyone learnt to do it because it gets them freeshit#oh marco the phoenix signed this? here ya go free stuff#there is a secret class on How to forge all the commanders signatures#when Ace showed up and didnt have one and had to make one and his handwriting is so beautiful#everyones like oh my god why is his name so long why does it look so official?!!#makino taught ASL cursive#imagine Luffy using cursive and Namis eyes just BUG out of her head like what THE FUCK?#sabo is the only one with chicken scratch because he likes to shake things up hes an ex noble but his handwriting sucks
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losing my fucking mind btw
#personal stuff#thorn plays genshin#alice's letter to diluc wauuugh#ALICE ADOPTING DILUC IS FUCKING KILLING ME. her inviting him to the gaa last year makes so much more sense#GONNA START CRYING.#KAEYA STAYED AT DAWN WINERY WHILE DILUC WAS GONE GOOD FUCKING NIGHT#kaeya's letters in the dawn winery i am on the floor#kaeya cares about him so fucking much jesus christ#the fact that his letters are all around the vase i am normal i am normal#also he has beautiful handwriting :] yea#KAEYA AND ADDIE WAUUUGH#these were code words we grew up using if he doesnt remember them wasnt it a wasted childhood. fuck#KAEYA'S MEMENTOS GOOD GOD?#THE ALBERICH LORE??#all that play acting as a one eyed pirate. god he was pretending to be the king of khaenriah???#diluc actually injured his eye that day????? fuck??????#THE SEASHELLS.#ALSO diluc cares about kaeya just as much!!!! he actually wrote back and him telling kaeya to take care of himself GOODNIGHT.#i am on the FLOOR#AND LIKE. the fact that their letters [esp diluc's to kaeya] don't contain anything super spectacular#BUT THEY BOTH KEEP THEM SAFE AND WHOLE#especially diluc keeping kaeya's letter that he likely sent like. a day or two after their fight??? and it has no noticeable damage???#like just the idea that he really was just in a terrible state but wasn't Angry. im going bonkers#KAEYA KEEPING DILUC'S LETTERS WITH HIS MOST FUCKING IMPORTANT OBJECTS IM AAAAGGHGH#i am going fucking insane they put all of this in a limited time event
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spoilers
#when we dream we dream of the old world of rain of bathtubs of soap suds of clean skin of swimming pools running through sprinklers in the -#-summer of washing machines of the distant sea which may just be a dream#‘i love you’ it is hard for me to because sometimes it doesn’t seem like it is enough#found family navigating how to run a business and keep their passion of making video games alive#adored the writing style in this and how it didnt stick to one ‘shtick’#like the small moment when the nurse imagined their relationships#i loved ‘she was pretty all the time but she was beautiful in love’#i was on sadie’s side for every single argument lol#I WANT TO PLAY ICHIGO SO BADLY#marx’s death was so terrible i feel a pain in my chest#its been a long time since i’ve felt this bad for a fictional death#HE WOULD KNOW HER HANDWRITING ANYWHERE#8/10#books :)#read if you want something tender & don’t mind violence
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#oh my goodness 🥲#I love this so much it hurts ❤️#his beautiful handwriting#Elvis#this would’ve meant the entire world to me if I were her
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Thinking about Gale's spellbook.
Not the old one, the one he carried when he was Gale, the Wizard of Waterdeep - a gorgeous, leather-and-silver bound thing that bulged with a lifetime's worth of accumulated knowledge. There were spells in there penned over wine and cheese with Elminster; in a flow state that bordered on the spiritual after a night with Mystra, remembering her instruction, the feel of her soul against his. That spellbook was the testament to his success, the proof that he had excelled beyond the excellent -
And then Mystra cut him off from the Weave, and it all become meaningless.
His own runes, rendered incomprehensible; beautiful spell-glyphs that turned from condensed power and knowledge to worthless pieces of art. He has to start anew, from the ground up - reforging his connection to the Weave without Mystra's guidance (without her, without), relearning schoolboy spells. Humiliatingly easy magic, the kind he used to do like it was breathing, except this time he has to study and work and try and try, Tara urging him on with firm but gentle words.
He learns different spells, now. Mage Armour, Shield, Magic Missile. Not the kind of spells that he'll ever need on a day-to-day basis; spells that'll keep him alive long enough when he makes an exodus to the depths of the Underdark, or the centre of some desert wastes, and goes supernova.
The new spellbook is a plainer thing, small enough to fit in a robe pocket (because extradimensional storage spaces are no longer things he can make with a thought). And then he's snatched by a Nautiloid, and... honestly, he'd swear that the spine just wants to hold onto blood-spatters, no matter how many times he cleans them out. The pages get spotted from all the times he's had to flick them open in driving rain; the corners get creased from being shoved in and out of his robes.
And absolutely nothing can protect it from the unstoppable force of his friends.
Karlach nearly sends the whole thing up in flames one night by gesticulating a bit too wildly. Wyll laughs too hard one night and sprays wine all over Gale's new notes on Abjuration. Scratch picks up the entire thing and runs off with it when Gale's back is foolishly turned, and it's only a stern talking-to from Halsin that saves the whole thing from becoming a chew toy.
Smiley cat faces, doodled on the pages in Yenna's untidy hand. A helpful comment from Karlach on the Fireball page: 'AKA FUCK YEAH LET'S GO!!!!' A few lines of Wyll's perfect handwriting, a memento from a long discussion about how infernal energies could enhance fire magic; a few observations from Shadowheart on warding enchantments. Some terse comments on psionic magic from Lae'zel that Gale finds himself weaving into his Shields, and they do seem to hold up a little better now. (Other hands on his spellbook! Touching the pages he carries close to his heart! The man he was would never have believed it.)
He thinks of them all, as he writes new spells. Counterspell, because nothing will touch them. Spells that will carry his people from danger and shield them from harm. He watches Astarion pace before the fire one night and inscribes Sunbeam with a cold smile of promise to Cazador; he glowers at Mizora over the edge of the pages as he ponders what spells would be best suited to killing a devil.
A wizard's spellbook, Elminster told him once, is a reflection of their soul. Gale of Waterdeep's spellbook was a marvel; perfect and polished and resplendant. Untouched by any hands but his own.
Gale Dekarios's spellbook is battered and beloved, covered on every page with the fingerprints of his friends.
#bg3#bg3 spoilers#gale of waterdeep#gale dekarios#bg3 gale#i just have feelings about wizards' spellbooks! yes my shadowgast is showing!#sky's writing
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pornstar! ghost who buys u cute little underwear sets for every scene u do together ?? he says it doesn’t mean anything but in reality he spent hours trying to pick out the nicest colours n fit for u <33
18+; mdni / suggestive fluff / pornstar!ghost x fem!reader; masterlist here ♡
ghost's foot drummed against the ground as he studied the boutique from the street. the window displays were decorated with flower arrangements and expensive-looking cotton clouds, among which golden hangers displayed the most intricate sets of lingerie he had ever seen.
fitting for you.
you, who he knew—no matter what kind of a scene you were shooting—liked to feel beautiful on set. beautiful just to be adored and worshipped: to be made love to, or beautiful to be turned messy: to be fucked and made to feel used. that touch of something pure was always there when you showed up for work, day after day with a sparkle in your eyes.
with a warm chuckle, ghost stepped inside.
everything about the boutique reminded him of a candy store. the colors, the details, and even the scent of something sweet were all tugging the corners of his lips into a warm smile.
he was utterly out of his comfort zone, but fuck, did it also make him feel all sorts of fucking thrilled.
you’d love the place to bits.
“shopping with a special someone in mind?”
the words flowed from the tongue of a sales assistant: a twinkly-eyed woman whose arms spread in a greeting as she closed the distance to him. “a partner, perhaps?”
bloody hell.
“oh, no—err—,” ghost cursed under his breath as he let out a deep laugh. “just a friend, really.”
“that’s one lucky friend right there,” she chuckled. “we carry a wide range of sizes and models for all body types, but if there’s any chance that you’d happen to know their measurements, that would—“
“yeah. of course. yeah, I’ve got—,” his finger slid into the pocket of his jacket, and he pulled out a neatly folded note that he handed to the assistant with a grin. “I—err—asked her stylist.”
“your friend is in the show business, is she?” the assistant mused as she unfolded the paper—a touch of warm amusement on her features as her eyes scanned the handwriting. “perfect. I see that they’ve included everything we need for finding the—,” she paused, her brows rising as a bright smile tugged at the corners of her lips. “you really did come prepared, huh?”
“yeah, I’ve got val to thank for that,” he let out a laugh as his gaze traveled across the store. everything about the space screamed luxury, from the velvet couches to the tall windows and the complimentary champagne that the assistant—nila, she introduced herself—was now offering him.
yet with a shake of his head and a polite smile ghost declined the drink, all due to the spark of curiosity prickling under his skin.
while he was not usually a man to display his feelings and emotions publicly, as his feet now led him towards a stand in the middle of the store, he knew there was no use in trying to bite down his smile.
for on a round stand, surrounding a tall flower-arrangement, half a dozen sets of lingerie were gently placed: each of them damn near handcrafted to you.
their colors, cuts, and details were all you.
“seems like something’s stood out," nila’s voice was warm as she stepped to him.
“she’ll call me a bloody stalker for knowing her this damn well, but these—,” ghost let out a warm chuckle as he nodded his head, “yeah. she’d feel fuckin’ beautiful in these.”
“you really do know her,” she peered up at him, much in the same way that he was used to with other women. yet what came to her, in her eyes was nothing but genuine curiosity: warmth not towards ghost, but towards you. “she’s really lucky to have someone like that.”
“it’s really fuckin’ me who’s gotten lucky,” despite the whisper of a smile on his features, with his words his voice dipped ever so slightly. “she’s the best thing I’ve ever—,” he wet his lips with a chuckle. “it’s the way she makes you feel seen. special. like you—“ he shook his head. “fuckin’ hell do I know. never really been good with words.”
“if even a fraction of that glimmer in your eyes is visible when you look at her—,” nila arched an amused brow. “believe me, she knows.”
“rather she didn’t.”
“stuck on that stage, huh?”
ghost grinned, wetting his lips as a touch of warmth rose to play on his cheeks. “alright, enough of that, yeah? back to the—,” he gestured towards the stand with a chuckle, “fuckin’ lingerie, eh?”
the next two hours flew by on wings as ghost gathered a selection of pieces for you. each one was carefully picked not only to bring attention to all those things he knew you loved about yourself but also all those small parts that you were still learning to embrace. all of it—he hoped—to help you see yourself in the way that he saw you.
nothing short of perfect.
“the last one,” nila smiled as her fingers finished tying off one last satin bow: one just as perfect as the previous dozen had been. “and we’re all done.”
ghost wet his lips with a chuckle as he reached for the gift box. “is it weird to suddenly feel fuckin' nervous?”
“a little,” she smiled. “you really don't need to worry,” she arched a carefully amused brow, “ghost.”
his gaze found hers, his brows furrowing slightly. “you know who—“
“from the moment you walked in.” nila’s laugh was soft as she leaned against the counter: her amusement now reflecting back on the features of ghost.
“and so, you know who these are for, eh?"
“it’s just a wild guess, really.” her grin turned into a careful smile. “she’s beautiful. don’t—,” she shook her head. “don’t let her go.”
“fan of hers?”
“sexual awakening of sorts.”
“fuckin’ understandable,” ghost’s laugh was breathless as he pushed off the counter, his hands now filled with gift bags. “thank you, eh? for all your help.”
“of course,” she beamed—only for her eyes to widen with a sudden realization. “hold up! I almost forgot—“ she reached over the counter to wrap her fingers around the note of measurements scribbled down by valeria.
“believe me,” nila laughed as she slipped it into the pocket of ghost’s jacket. “you don’t want to lose it.”
it was not until he had made his way home that he finally fished out the folded paper: the one that did not only include the measurements of your bust, hips, and waist. scribbled at the bottom was also an additional message, accompanied by a small hand-drawn picture.
on the off chance that one of these days you’ll go and admit just how down bad you are for her. – V
a measurement, and next to it, a drawing of a ring.
fuckin’ hell.
ghost blinked his eyes shut with his laugh, deep and warm.
for now, the small pile of gift-wrapped boxes would have to do, yet as he walked to his bookshelf and slid the note between the pages of his favorite book…
that’s when he promised himself to never lose that small paper, and with it, the reminder to hold onto you, too.
a/n: aah my wee cheeks are literally cramping from how brightly I smiled when writing this, haha. too cute? nah, we don’t know her. love you all! / pornstar!ghost masterlist / my inbox is still so very open for all your thoughts about him. 💌
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i like to think Marinette is really skilled at cake decorating. it's a different artistic medium but one she picks up quickly and finds very relaxing. she LOVES piping intricate designs and making realistic gumpaste flowers. it's calming to her. whenever she's stressed, Tom will ask her for her help with decorating a cake, and it instantly chills her out. she gets into the Zone.
the first time she makes Adrien a cake, he is mesmerized by the amount of detail. perfectly piped rosettes and lettering, wishing him a happy half-birthday or something of those sorts. he almost doesn't want to eat it because of how pretty it is, but they enjoy a slice together. he loves how artistic she is, and the cake tastes good too! after dating her for a few months and spending time at the bakery, he begins to become familiar with her piping style, and loves watching her make perfect droplines or buttercream roses. he thinks it's especially cute how her tongue pokes out of her mouth when she focuses. she's always showing him something new she's learned. he's aware she's amazing (his own words), yet she still always manages to surprise him.
later, when ladybug shows up to patrol with a cake to celebrate their defeat of a particularly difficult akuma, chat noir recognizes Marinette’s handwriting in the piped message on the top of the cake, and his chest warms with affection knowing ladybug purchased this cake from his girlfriend's parents' bakery.
"It's a beautiful cake," he would say, thinking of Marinette poking her tongue out as she piped the buttercream border. his love for her surely spills out in the softness of his voice, but he can't help himself. he adores Marinette!
Ladybug would be all bright smiles, beaming with pride. "Thank you," she'd respond. "I decorated it myself!"
#having thoughts :)#miraculous ladybug#adrinette#adrienette#marinette dupain cheng#adrien agreste#ml headcanon#miraculous#text post#love square
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