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natlovesls2 · 3 months

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Hand Warmers

Lando x Fem!Reader

*ੈ✩‧₊˚warnings: swearing, mentions of boobs and touching them, super short, no use of y/n, I'm American (I think that should be a warning 🤷‍♀️ ), images used are not mine as are from pinterest, possible grammatical errors (its late and I have brain rot from little sleep)

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚summary: its cold and Landos hands need to be warmed

.ೃ࿐request: Can you do a lando x reader

where reader doesn’t want to let go of his hand but she need to open something with both (or whatever you can think of) and she put his hand on top of her boob and something like that ??

Please if you have the time

*ੈ✩‧₊˚Note: Feel free to let me know if something is wrong or weird. Also feel free to request something

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Lando had been holding your hand hostage the whole day, refusing to let go despite the inconvenience. As the day progressed, his hold on your hand tightened. It was impossible to escape his hold, even as you ate your lunch, having to beg to be let go to use the bathroom. His only excuse was the freezing temperature, claiming that your hands were warmer than his and you had to help him warm up.

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The cold winter weather had taken over your apartment despite having closed the door immediately after waking in. It was more frigid than the average year, and the abundance of layers did nothing to keep you warm as you lay on the couch cuddled with your boyfriend. “I think we should turn the heater on.”

“I don’t want to get up; this is comfortable, plus your hands are warm,” Lando grumbled into the side of your neck, pulling you closer to himself to prevent you from leaving.

“Don’t."

“What? I’m not doing anything. We can warm each other up. I don’t want to let you go,” his hold on your hands tightened, placing a few kisses on your neck, snuggling closer to you.

While Lando had always been clingy, more so during the cold winter days, this was a new extreme. His cold hands firmly gripped your own, a continued desperate attempt to keep you from leaving his side. "I promise to come back once the heater is turned on."

"Promise?"

"Pinky promise," you reassure him, feeling his grip loosen, and finally, you break free. You could feel his eyes on you, closely watching as you walked to the heater and turned it on. He was skeptical about the promise you had made. The way his eyes followed your every move proved that.

"You're taking too long," he complained, voice whiny as he sat up in his spot, grabby hands reaching out in your direction. The slower you walked back to him, the more childlike he became. His pout only increased as he realized you were purposefully taking your time.

"You're being mean," he continued to whine, only stopping when you finally sat next to him again, hands immediately grabbing your own. He briefly let go of your hand to turn on the television, quickly grabbing and kissing them.

"Don't you think you've held my hand enough?"

"No, I think I've held your hand for too little," he says, slightly pouting again, leaning forward to press a light kiss to your lips. This was always his tactic for getting what he wanted. The constant pouting and occasional kisses were well-known to you. It was almost expected from him, especially when things weren't going exactly the way he wanted them to.

"Let go, Lando," you said, refusing to fall victim to his ploy– knowing that if you allowed him to get away with this, he would only use it against you.

"Noooo," he said, voice high and whiny, squeezing your hand tighter, peppering your face with kisses, gently stroking your hands.

"It's getting warmer in here," you struggle against him, letting out a sigh of relief as he finally lets go of your hands. This was a victory in your eyes, though you knew it would be a short-lived victory– Lando being a very persistent person.

"I'm still cold," he says after a few minutes, resting his hand on your waist.

“You’re annoying,” you say, moving his hands under your shirt and placing them on your breasts, shivering at the freezing touch, “You're fucking freezing.”

“Yeah, but I'm definitely getting warmer,” he gently squeezes your boobs, stealing their warmth for himself.

"At my expense," you say, your body beginning to relax as Lando's hands warmed themselves between your breasts and bra.

"You're the one who offered," he continues to softly but firmly massage and squeeze them, "I think these might be the best hand warmers."

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#f1 fanfic #lando norris x reader #f1 imagine #f1 x you #f1 x reader #lando norris fanfic #lando norris imagine #f1 x female reader #f1 x y/n #lando norris x y/n #f1 fic #lando norris x you

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hyunjinsbelovedamericano · 4 months

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Sleepy time with bf! skz

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Tysm for the request! I have wrote something like this before but I have way more ideas

Fluff ofc, implied fem reader on Felix's part

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Bangchan

Winter times is the time where you and bangchans sleeping schedule drop,4am is the new 20:00pm! Even though you have to wake up 3 hours early tomorrow it doesn't stop you from staying up late

Youd end up scrolling on Amazon looking up things that you wanted, Chan knew that you were a shopaholic your basket was FLOODED with items

"baby,you can't keep adding items to your basket like that"

"What why"

"You don't have that much money"

"Yeah but you do"

Chan sighed knowing he couldn't say anything back to this,he always wanted to shower you with gifts he should expect your basket to overflowed like that.

He didn't wanna keep you up too long though,so he cradled you to sleep like you were a baby,your knees would be up to chin and you would be laying on your side,Chan would put him arms around your waist his warm hands relieving any type of pain your stomach was having

Lee know

Lee know would 100% loveeee to cuddle with you and his cats, it's like free melatonin.Soongie would be in between the both of you, purring from the head scratches.

If you're struggling to sleep, say no more, Soongie, Doongie,Dori and Minho are to the rescue!It's like sleeping on clouds, it's comfy cosy and it has Lee know. What more could you want? Right before going to sleep Lee know would help you prepare for bed, if you weren't having such a good day he would help you with your skincare, make sure you have fresh pjs you just have to go to sleep stress free.

He would be a bit confused though, I don't think he would have the best knowledge on how these face masks work

"No,lino-you,you have to-wait"

The face mask would end up all over your face, even going in your mouth once

From now on you know to sheet face masks preventing anything bad happening in the future

Changbin

Changbin always had energy so it would be harder to fall asleep with him,he's constantly so giggly and silly but it's hard to hate him because.. It's changbin

You had a very big collection of plushies which changbin found very cute, before you even started dating you forced him to memorise the plushies names. You had them piled up on the side of the bed and made him name the plushies you picked up.

"Whats his name?"

"That's a he? I thought it was a she-"

You would get frustrated with him not being able to remember ANY of them, you taught him this!

"Changbin! You know this"

"I kinda don't though"

You sigh heavily and plop down on the bed beside him,

"I was too busy looking at your pretty face"

He would try to cheer you up with being a flirt, it wasn't gonna be that easy though. He would have to smother your face is kisses and cuddle you trying to get you to relax, once he noticed that you started getting sleepy he would lay his head on his chest playing with your hair,falling asleep with you

Hyunjin

Hyunjin would treat you like a princess, he wants to make sure you enjoy every bit of your rest,you guys would be snuggled up in a heated blanket he got you for your birthday, this time of the month is the coldest and he definitely doesn't want you to get sick

If you had trouble sleeping he would sing you to sleep,play with your hair until you fall asleep. Anything that makes you feel at ease

When you wake up kkami would be there in between the both of you,how did he even get here? Whatever he's here now and that's all that matters

You guys would have debates on who has to switch off the light

"Hyunjin I'm already in bed"

"So am i"

"Yeah, but, I got here first"

"I don't wanna get up tho"

"Neither do I!"

You would end up forcing him to do it 🤷‍♀️

Han

Omg han would snore so loud,your trying to get some peaceful rest and all of a sudden you hear this agitating grating sound, turns out it han! And he's snoring

You expressed to him how loud and annoying he can be when he's asleep, to this he just acts oblivious and clueless

"What dym I snore? No I don't"

"Are you certain?."

But when he doesn't snore you guys would be pulling all-nighters knowing you have to wake up early the next day

Binge watching your fav k-dramas, one more episode wouldn't hurt right?

I honestly see han being a drooler, he sleeps with his mouth open most of the time which causes drool to fall down the side of his mouth, ew

Felix

He would ramble to the extreme, like daymn don't you ever run out of words to say?

Yk those clips of him where he just says the most stupidest things to ever exist, yeah he's gonna dump them on you

"Yk how Australia is two or three hours ahead of Korea,if you think about it when I go from Sydney to Korea... I'm basically time traveling"

"Felix go to sleep"

All he does is talk honestly,yappa yappa yappa

He would talk until you fall asleep, when he's not talking about stupid shit, he would be talking about your future

Like your wedding day, how many kids you wanna have

"We should have 5 kids"

"NOO"

"Why not?"

"If ur birthing the kids then sure"

Seungmin

You and seungmin would 100% pillow flight, even if you're not awake he'd hit you with a pillow

If you have to get up early and you're not waking up he's just hit you with the nearest pillow he can find

"Honey wake up"

"Honey get your ass up"

".... Okay then"

All of a sudden you'd wake up from being brutally attacked by a pillow, how rude of him

"Seungmin, ow-what are you doing?!"

"I told you to wake up"

What a menace

Jeongin

I lowkey think jeongin would sleep walk, just for lil bit yk😋

You would wake up in the middle of the night and turn to side to see no jeongin, where did he go?

Just as you were about to get up to look for him you heard a creak from the door, you turned to see jeongin leaning his head against the door

Obviously you were confused like,what when how why

You rushed to him and tapped him on the shoulder gently not wanting to alarm him

"Jeongin wtf"

This seemed to awake his from... Whatever and he snapped back into reality

"How did I get here?"

"I don't know you tell me"

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run2seob · 6 months

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hand kisses

requested head cannons(?) — enjoy ~\(≧▽≦)/~ masterlist

SOOBIN

he would love hand kisses soo much

make him cookies? hand gets a smooch!

you beat him in a game? aggressive hand kiss!

and since you're so used to it, it may seem like the romantic part of it has faltered or left over time

but you still get the same butterflies whenever he mumbles anything against your hand

because he's big on affirming you about things too

bunny is always trying to make you smile :(

you could come into his room sulking and his automatic go to is small intimacy

the way the temperature rises in between you in every word that leaves his mouth is something he could think about for years

the second he mumbles an "i love you" into your hand

those three words brightened your day immediately, and only because they were spoken to you with the most tender voice and doe eyes looking up at you

or because you've fallen so hard that anything he says you take to heart

ahem ahem hence how you fall in love with him more everyday

YEONJUN

this man is so brave or nerdy when it comes to love

there's no inbetween for him??

he's infatuated to the max and either is

a.) dumb in love with all letters capital

b.) dumbly in love whilst trying to impress you

but i'm a nerd lover soo.. of course i'll write about dumb in love junnie

you're the only person he's loved as much as he does. the only person he views in a romantic sense.

so how could he mess this up?

deefffinitely pinned for years

and when he holds you close, your hand in his grasp

he softly pecks your hand and smiles cheekily because he thinks it's embarrassing that his cheeks are growing red

but you're dumb in love too, so you think it's the cutest thing you've ever seen

BEOMGYU

this is my option b boy

dumbly in love whilst trying to impress you?? what is that i see? the name beomgyu?

beomgyu with the best friends to lovers trope is my area so let me lose my voice advocating for this

after endless blind dates with guys who you never find to treat you right, all beomgyu can be is selfish

i mean, if someone you pinned over for years was standing in front of the mirror, adjusting their hair and looking stunning was in your line of sight...

i would be selfish too 🤷‍♀️

and what could he do?

he was set on believing you only set the title as a friend for him

if he had an imaginary red name tag, it would say "friend" in permanent marker just to set him straight

all his flirting attempts (holding eye contact while talking and miserably attempting to wink) went unnoticed or horribly wrong

between you two, there were never any talks about going anything further than just friends

you had noticed how his jacket always found it's way over your shoulders in winter, sure, but is that it?

was he going to take you out to dinner and kiss you under the low-lit lantern above your front door?

the answer: yes. but with how slow you're moving, you wouldn't find that out for a while.

your mind only thought about him as you reached the blind date

only about his touch and voice as you sat alone, waiting

waiting for.. a bit too long.

beomgyu, having turned your location on out of jealousy protection just had a hench to come to your date

what if this date went well? what if he lost his chance forever?

beomgyu probably ran all the red lights just to meet you ><

and was it worth it? yes. because you finally were with someone you loved

TAEHYUN

kang taehyun and intimacy.

i'm an advocate for beom's f2l yeah sure... but taehyun.

pink haired taehyun is forever my favorite because the stylist read my thoughts and gave me the look i wanted

old love.

i mean past marriage and past the "oh i'm so in love" stage

i mean sitting down at a couch with hung up portraits of you two on the walls

i mean scars on your hands from when you were young, hugging each other so tight that your nails dug into the other's skin

neither of you noticed though, both too happy to see each other

youthful love isn't something you two speak about in past tense

you talk a lot about your love, about the two of you and all circulating you

from your old friend's favorite drink being out of stock to a little kid complimenting your hair

it's not the same feeling as when talking with a best friend, but a feeling of caring and understanding

each word that flows off your tongue you know will reach the other's ears

sitting on the couch, fingers tied into his, you couldn't help but reminisce on the love of your teenage years.

you hadn't known taehyun too well, only falling for him from afar

it had been illegal to fall for taehyun, your friend already having an infatuation with him

but if you knew it was a plan for them to set you up with taehyun, it would've spared you oh so much trouble.

sneaking out after curfew for pecks even though you were allowed to date him now and nobody was watching

kisses peppered over each other's faces shown in bright red lipstick (none of you wore it, but who doesn't like putting on a show)

you swore to every year you've been in love with kang taehyun, to every second you grew older

that when he snuck a kiss on your hand and whispered the same words he did in your teenage years

you would never fall in love with anyone but him.

HYUKA

kai's first kisses but he's shy >__<

do you know how in some k-dramas, bullies will lead someone on and lean in for a kiss

and then take a photo?

the anticipation would rise and fall similarly

... hyuka would never bully you. don't get me wrong... i just think that he would lead you to think you're about to kiss and then panic so much that he contemplates running away

like.. seriously contemplates it.

you two have yet to make anything official, instead resorting to taking it slow with agreements from both ends

obviously you were okay with this because you didn't want to force kai into anything he wasn't prepared for

but you were over ready

this was your fifth date, and you finally got to go to the arcade you've been longing to go with

well, not quite. you're not a fan of loud and flashy places

still, you've wanted to go to this arcade with hyuka bad. you wanted to watch his smile grow and his eyes focus on a game he's never played before so he can laugh about it

(and infect you with his laugh which- psst. is what gave you the idea to come)

hands clinging onto kai's sleeve, you walked behind him. the confidence you feigned while presenting the idea was now far lost in your mind

flashing colors surrounded you, but hyuka's smile was bright enough to distract you.

"omo, y/n! look!" he called, pointing to the snorlax claw machine (that you both knew would be rigged)

when has that ever stopped anyone?

the answer should be every time.

or at least this time.

because the thirty minutes and thirty months of money you spent on one singular claw machine flew past like that

"i'll go get more points!" kai shouted over the speakers, running to do as he said.

his little jog made you blush, distracted as you realized you hit the "drop" button

oh?

when the accident makes the claw machine finally pick up a snorlax plushie, how can you be mad?

how could you be mad when kai smiled so brightly at you when you informed him?

and when with that happiness, you were led to the position with his hands on your waist

how one thing led to another, you aren't sure

you weren't sure when he would kiss you back, either

it was honestly awkward. your eyes were closed as you simply waited for a kiss.

waiting for a kiss?? waiting... again??

finally opening your eyes, you feel a peck on your hand, and your eyes widened further than intended.

even without moving your hand, you saw hyuka hiding his shy giggles behind the snorlax plush.

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kimmiessimmies · 2 months

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Winter 08: Dateless - Pt.2 *Intermission*

A few things to say, prior to the dates

We're interrupting the story update for a few things worth knowing prior to Rachel's upcoming dates:

🖊 The scenes posted over the last three days were deliberately written and shot before I played the dates. I didn't want to be influenced by things that happened on the dates when I was writing about the moment they still had to occur. However, as you shall see, some things happening on some dates lined up perfectly with remarks made in the previous scenes. I'm not even surprised. In my gameplay days, I had weird coincidences like that happen to me all. the. time. 😁

💇🏽‍♂️ Like I said before, the guys may look slightly different in my game with my settings and defaults than originally intended by their creator. Also, for three of them (Alfie, Trey and Draxton), the hairstyle given by their creator didn't show up, so I gave them new hairstyles that resembled their original as closely as possible.

❄️ It's currently winter (February) in Honeycomb. So, any guys wearing clothes I deemed too cold for this weather or without outerwear, I redressed. I tried to honour their personal style when doing so.

☕️ I tried to match the activities and locations of the dates to the character of the guy involved to give each of them the best chance.

🕒 Each date lasted 3 to 4 sim hours. Because I use Nraas Relativity to slow things down a bit, that's a decent amount of time in my game.

👩🏻‍❤️‍👨🏻 I started each date by checking the attraction score. I make a note of that within the storyposts. The intention was to have the attraction score factor in if the dates in itself wouldn't amount to a clear conclusion. In that case, the attraction score could be the deciding element. As it turned out, the attraction score was often, though not always, quite a good indicator of how the date would go...

📷 I mostly left Rachel and her date to their own devices. I followed closely, took pictures and went along with the things they would decide for themselves. I posed things when it felt fitting to what was going on. For instance, on most dates, they spent a lot of time standing and talking, so what I did afterwards was pose a seated conversation or a walk because that is more natural and realistic than standing opposite one another, chatting for two hours.

🤷‍♀️ I struggled a bit with how I would show these dates. I've gotten so used to sharing storytelling style that going back to sharing gameplay style felt off. But Rachel and I found a solution, which I'm letting her tell you about in the first post scheduled for tomorrow!

These dates, people, they were an adventure! I saw a gatecrasher, a walk out, guys grabbing their phone to stream videos in the middle of the date, misplaced flirts, a lot of boasting, and misinterpretations. But also a lot of smiles, well-timed flirts, lively conversations, some hugs, sincere interest, and, most importantly, some sparks flying...

So, let's kick off!

Here's a reminder of the order of the dates, generated by a randomizer:

#intermission #atoh #date rachel!#ts3 #the sims 3 #sims 3

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always-wizu-you · 6 months

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WITH Winter Live 2023 Rehearsal Log (part 1)

WITH's seiyuu (Yamashita Seiichirou, Kobayashi Tatsuyuki, Tsuchida Reiou) have been meeting up for Winter Live rehearsals since earlier this month. Here's their tweets translation!

November 7th

Kobatatsu: Rehearsal today It's been a while since I danced this much and it was fun I secretly took a picture of a certain someone who's busy drawing something 😀 His eyelashes are so long 🏅✨‼️ It's our first live after a long while, so WITH is really excited!! We'll take a pic of us three next week ❤️🫰 Reiou: Guaranteed muscle pain [pic of him and Seichi] Kobatatsu: So you were taking pics after all! 😆🫰🫰🫰🫰 Reiou: If I don't, he might sulk, so 😉 Kobatatsu: Oh my Seichi is a baby 👶 huh ✨✨🥹👶 Seichi: What a dull face I worked hard all day today

November 10th

Kobatatsu: We've been rehearsing (^^)! Can't wait for Winter Live ✨‼️😆 It's really calming to be with these two after all 😉 The three of us drank Starbucks on the way home (lol) We were like "It feels as if we're high school boys huh" but saying that actually makes me think we're getting old lololol Look forward to our performance 😍 Reiou: We're the best~✌️ [pic of low-res starbucks with decorative texts "hanya? (huh?)" "LJK (last-year joshikusei/high school girl)" "Isshou nakako (BFF)"] Reiou: I intentionally make it low-res so that it looks like flip phone photo quality Kobatatsu: The "Hanya?" is too much lololol This is so good lmao also the "Isshou nakako" is too funny lololol Seichi: This Winter Live is very maji yabe. Seriously 🤭 Stay tuned ❗️

November 15th

Pretty Series: ⛄#Winter Live 2023⛄ Rehearsals for each member for the event are progressing smoothly♪ Today we are showing you off-shots of WITH's #Seiichiro Yamashita, #Reiou Tsuchida, and #Tatsuyuki Kobayashi👀 They are very excited for their first appearance after so long🌞🌌🕛 The live will be held on Sunday, December 3rd at Makuhari Messe✨ 👇Venue tickets are now on sale!! Seichi: ※After this [rehearsal], I had muscle pain Reiou: This is the photo where I was told to look serious Kobatatsu: Please give us lots of "IIZE!!!" calls on the D-day! ❤️😆

Bonus: WITH talking about flip phone

This happened in late October, likely before their first rehearsal.

Seichi: WITH's LINE group interaction has been very Y2K-themed lately Why are those two kids so excitedly talking about their flip phones from their school days? Looking forward to see you guys in Winter Live Seichi: These past few days, I've met some Winter Live performers in the dubbing studio. "Can't wait to work with you on December" I'm so happy to be able to say it, it feels very nostalgic like some kind of a tradition. Reiou: This guy [Seichi] is only lurking in the chat, as usual 🤷‍♀️ Kobatatsu: I talked about old flip phones on WITH LINE group 📱 lmao Even though we were talking about Winter Live at first lol By the way, the one I used was docomo's What about you guys??? lol Reiou: Facts about people who spent their youth using a docomo flip phone: they usually remember the model name Mine was the blue F905 🟦 I watched TV a lot back in the days, so I really enjoyed 1seg* 📺 *) 1seg is a broadcasting service that allows flip phone users to watch TV programs Seichi: It's amazing how the model numbers of the flip phones they used when they were both students came out so easily. Yabbe Everyone… Do you know… About vodafone…? ✋

Bonus 2: Seichi comments about Kobatatsu's Primagi

Seichi: I can't stop thinking about Kobatatsu's Primagi pretend live during the rehearsal Seichi: Sorry, I said it was pretend But he actually sang about 3 songs

#danpri #idol land pripara #pripara #yamashita seiichiro #yamashita seiichirou #kobayashi tatsuyuki #tsuchida reiou #translation #can't wait for winter live #tweet archive

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jordanianprincesses · 11 months

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i hope you don't mind if i share my two cents (if you do, then you can delete this😄)

i liked salmas 2nd dress more than the blue one, i thought the blue dress was too simple and boring, so the brown one was great for a party, but also it's not my favourite look from her. But both of iman's dresses were such a dissapointment. the grey dress was pretty but also boring and not suitable for a summer wedding, since the material looks very thick. and her 2nd dress was horrible, what was she thinking lmaoo i'm sorry but that was really bad fit. also if both of them had worn big jewellery with their 1st dresses, their looks would have turned out great. because their dresses were simple and without any decoration, so jewellery would have balanced their fits. queen rania was also a dissapointment. i didn't understand why she chose a black winter dress to her son's summer wedding. i mean she knows how to dress and i really like her style and she always dresses very elegant. to me she's one of the best dressed royals. therefore i don't really get how she could choose that outfit. also i wonder if she gives tips to her daughters, cuz she dresses more modern than them. it seems to me that the like to play it safe and don't dare to dress differently. but whatever they feel comfortable in🤷‍♀️

Helllooo please why wouldn't I share your ask ? Please feel free to give your opinions!

I didn't like nor dislike Rania's first dress but yeah didn't like it's color though! But I liked the second one she wore to the reception she looked really like a queen. But please, Salma's dresses didn't like any of them ! The Blue dress didn't suit her body shape plus it's so boring as you said ! It's not suitable for her age too!

Iman's dresses: the first one was perfect ( on my opinion) hhh but the material really looks thick but I liked it tbh.

Second one : At first I screamed what the hell is this ? xD than I don't know why but it grew in me ! It did give her "princess vibes", she was glittering and it's not everyday that we get to see Iman attending such an event so her dress is and will be remarkable!

For Salma's second dress: it's a second miss hhhh didn't like anything about it : the cut , the color, anything tbh !

#answered

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nirikeehan · 2 years

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A midjourney prompt for you!! "knight's favour woman in blue dress on battlements in the style of Frederic William Burton" for Thalia/Blackwall?

Thank you, Rosella! This prompt for @dadrunkwriting was fascinating. Here is what Midjourney gave me.

Which... it def does some wonky faces 🤷‍♀️ but I really liked the look of the rest, so I ran with it! Love an excuse to put Thalia in a dress. Enjoy.

WC: 1513

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The night was unseasonably warm, well above freezing, with a dampness to the air as the ice that surrounded Skyhold melted and wept. On the one hand, Thalia found it intoxicating, like the possibilities held on the first day of spring after a long, hard winter. On the other, she found it deeply irritating, as the humidity caused her long hair to frizz and curl. Thalia combed her fingers through the tangled mass hanging heavy over her shoulders, adorned with a weave of small, white flowers, as she strode through one of many little used exits to the battlements.

If only she hadn’t let Josephine talk her into wearing her hair down. Or wearing this ridiculous dress: a royal blue, richly embroidered with gold thread on the bodice and sleeves. She looked like a noblewoman, to be sure, but she did not feel like the Inquisitor. Like someone who possessed any power at all.

Perhaps that was why Thalia needed the night air so badly. The dining hall had been hot and stuffy, lit by large hearths at either end of the room. She’d been seated at the head of the table, her back to the crackling blaze, and surrounded by heads of state from the continent over, forced to make small talk. She had risen to the task, though the conversations had been dull, dull and duller still.

Out here, at least, she could think. She strolled the length of the battlements, gazing upward at the dusting of stars. Though braziers lit the way every so many feet, in the space between it was nearly too dark to see. Her hand on the cold stone walls guided her way.

The solitude calmed her. The nearest sentry was clear across the courtyard, and no one loitered the walls this time of night, especially not with a state dinner ongoing. Everyone was either in the dining hall at a place of honor, or drinking the night away at Herald’s Rest. Thalia smirked; she imagined the stir she might cause if she sauntered into the tavern in her full finery. At least a mug of ale, a tavern song, and perhaps a war story from Krem or one of the other Chargers would be more entertaining from the soiree she had just fled.

Up ahead burned another brazier, but to her surprise the warm orange glow illuminated more than the battlement stones. A tall figure shrouded in black stood sentinel against the wall. Thalia tensed, her hand clenching, ready to summon her magic. But as she stepped closer, the silhouette formed into a familiar figure: the Warden Blackwall, leaning over the edge of the wall, holding something. At her footsteps, he shifted, looked in her direction, and the light moved, revealing his hands.

He clutched a handful of wildflowers, identical to the kind that grew outside Skyhold’s stables.

Thalia halted. The moment seemed strangely intimate, the look in his eyes fierce and guarded.

“Am I interrupting something?” she asked, suddenly anxious.

He watched her in silence, gaze dipping from her hair — wilder than ever, with the wind picking up — to the top of her snug bodice, where it lingered long enough for her cheeks to warm. What were feisty girls supposed to say? My eyes are up here? But what if she didn’t mind if he noticed? Why did it have to be tonight, of all nights, when she was dressed up like a bloody peacock?

“I look absurd, I know,” she snapped, trying to tug her hair back into place.

Blackwall averted his gaze toward the dark mountains. “You don’t.”

How he could somehow make one statement sound both complimentary and vaguely angry she never knew. But it set her heart pounding harder in her chest as she gathered up her hair and began braiding it into one long plait, just to get it out of the way. Dare she step closer to him? The breeze was bracing, and the brazier offered a bit of warmth.

“What are you doing out here, anyway?” Thalia asked, irritated by how off-kilter he always seemed to place her.

He didn’t move. “Wasn’t invited to the party. Didn’t feel like joining the others in the tavern.”

“I’m sure we could have found a seat for you,” Thalia said, puzzled. She could have sworn Josephine mentioned asking him to attend as a representative of the Wardens. Or had that been for the Rivaini delegation, not the Orlesian one? There were so many, it was difficult to keep track.

Blackwall snorted. “If it was so riveting, what are you sneaking away for?”

“I didn’t sneak away,” Thalia retorted, finishing with the plait. She smoothed it over one shoulder, tucking the remaining wisps of hair behind her ear. She slid in between him and the brazier, the pool of light warming her. “I made my proper excuses.”

He shifted, lying the tangle of wildflowers on the wall between them. He propped his chin up with one hand, a surprisingly relaxed gesture for one she usually observed so stiff and rigid. He might have been smirking, but it was difficult to tell, between his beard and the dark. “Boring as piss, was it?”

“Lethally,” Thalia admitted, and they both laughed.

She felt a tension ease between them, and she leaned against the wall beside him, poking at the mound of flowers with one finger. The buds were small and white; the name of the plant eluded her. “Seriously though, what are you doing?”

Blackwall expelled a long breath. “Something I’ve been doing for many years.”

He plucked a stem and tossed it out into the void beyond the walls. The wind took it and it vanished into the night.

Thalia frowned. It was an oddly whimsical ritual for such a serious man, but even in profile his face held profound melancholy.

“Today’s the day she died.”

His words stunned Thalia. “Who?” she asked, stupidly. Someone he loved, of course. She thought of all the times his brooding silences stymied her, and wondered if this was the cause. Some woman in his past who broke his heart by dying. Thalia felt an uncharitable pang of envy for her, whoever she was.

Blackwall shook his head, as if he could read her thoughts. “My sister.”

“Oh.” She hadn’t been expecting that at all. “Wow. I’m sorry.”

“It was a long time ago,” Blackwall said, though that clearly did nothing to staunch the grief. “We were both children. I started leaving flowers on the windowsill to remember her, and then different places, and I just… never stopped.”

The weight of this washed over Thalia. It felt like a confession; some glimpse, at last, into who he’d been before they’d met. It made her both sad for him, and proud, that he would choose her to tell.

“I think that’s really beautiful,” she said softly.

He was watching her again, his face aglow in the light of the brazier. She stared back, straightening her shoulders, wondering what it was he looked for when he did that, and whether she provided it. All she knew was his gaze could tie her stomach in knots; could make her ache for something she’d never quite been able to name. She worried what might happen, if she ever called him on it, ever dared him to act.

Blackwall reached for another flower. Thalia placed her hand over his, stilling it. She could feel the warmth of his skin even though the fabric of his glove. Eyes flicking to her face, he entwined his fingers with hers with no protest, no hesitation.

Thalia’s breath caught. The silence lingered. Blackwall gently rubbed the back of her palm with this thumb, and she thought she might combust.

“My lady,” he said suddenly, releasing her. She had to turn away, just to regain her composure, and nearly missed his next words. “I’ve been wondering if I could make a request.”

Thalia felt a little dizzy from the abrupt shift. She wanted to go back to touching him, to understand what it meant. “What is it, Blackwall?”

“I… worry about you in battle,” he admitted. He dug through a pocket, withdrawing a worn red ribbon. “I hoped that perhaps you could accept a favor from me. To keep you safe.”

“You want to give me a favor?” Warmth flooded her, as did confusion. “But… in all the romances, it’s the lady who gives her knight a favor, to keep him safe.”

“Don’t see why it can’t be the other way ‘round.” Blackwall held up the ribbon in his palm for her to see.

“Was that hers?” Thalia asked quietly. “Your sister’s?”

He nodded.

“Yes,” she said. “I’d be honored.”

“May I?”

Yes. Touch me again. “Of course.”

He slipped behind her, taking hold of her long plait. She could feel him tying the ribbon around the bottom length of her hair. His fingers lingered there, brushing her lower back.

“Is that all right?” His voice was low in her ear.

“More than,” Thalia said, and told herself the reason she shivered was the cold.

#thalia trevelyan #blackwall #blackwall x trevelyan #midjourney #fics #dragon age drunk writing circle #thalia girl you're in waaaaay over your head

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ging-ninja · 2 years

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Dealing with a Flag Smasher

Ok, so just a quick one before we start. I started writing this a while ago and thought I’d post it here too, see what happens 🤷‍♀️ idk. It follows the events of The Falcon and The Winter Soldier, hope you enjoy the first chapter. Also it’s under the same name on my Wattpad with more chapters.

Introducing…

Nothing says "good morning" more than sirens there to wake you up in the middle of the night. I mean it wasn't exactly a surprise given where I lived, or more existed really. You see I wouldn't exactly call this derelict building home, but it was what I had and trying to change that wasn't exactly simple.

You see, maybe I should give an introduction. I'm Remy, Remy Edwards. I was raised in a French orphanage run by an English woman, who for some reason refused to learn any French. Apparently it would "be beneficial to us all to learn a second language". Totally not going to confuse all the little French orphans, right?

Anyway, after the orphanage things were going well, for a while anyway. But life never exactly goes to plan does it? I mean half of the population disappeared for fucks sake. Can't go much more downhill than that. I guess I was one of the lucky ones though, I didn't have much to lose.

So understandably, the last episode of "What the heck is Remy doing?" wasn't exactly going to well. After the snap, I decided to drop out of college like I'd wanted to since I'd joined and started stealing government data now that they lost half of the idiots trying to protect it.

It kept me occupied and it's not exactly like there was anybody spare to come after me anyways. Life carried on, it wasn't great to be honest but in some ways it had improved. People had come together to rebuild each other's countries and everyone had finally come together over something.

Well that was until everybody returned, millions of people being misplaced and made homeless. People that had been gone for five years suddenly deciding that they deserved more than those of us that had been left behind. All of the understanding that had come from the snap erased almost instantly.

Naturally some people had objected to all of the relocation and new controls of borders. A group know as the "Flag Smashers". A woman named Karli, their leader as it turned out, had managed to find me to try and get me on board. You can't be surprised that I took up the offer can you? Like I've already said I had nothing to lose and this gave me the perfect opportunity to release all of the dirt I had gathered to the world.

#joaquin torres #bucky barnes #sam wilson #marvel #joaquin torres x reader

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rpf-bat · 2 years

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19, 27, 33 for the Weird Writing asks?

19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?

I started writing fanfic in August 2011. It was right after I came home from summer camp. I’d made a friend at camp who used Fanfiction.net, and it inspired me to make an account myself. ^^;

Initially, I wrote a bunch of weeb shit (Yu Gi Oh, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Fruits Basket, Naruto, etc)

In December 2013, I joined Tumblr. I went through a somewhat cringey Supernatural phase, and ended up posting a couple SPN fics on my FF account.

Then, in late 2015, I got really into Fall Out Boy. In March 2016, I posted my first RPF fic, to my main blog. It was Pete Wentz/Reader. It was set in the Sixteen Candles music video universe (so…Vampire!Pete).

I never actually finished it, because I got some rude comments about how writing fic about Real People was weird and cringey. 😔

Then, in July 2016, I started getting into MCR…and I wrote Party Poison/OC.

Someone I was mutuals with on main - trying to defend me - said, “well it’s not actual Gerard, it’s just a character he played. So it’s not weird haha”

Me in my head: I really want to write about Actual Gerard, though. Fuck. 😰

In October 2016, I created this blog, so I could write MCR reader inserts without shame. ^^;

From October 2016 to February 2021, I was consistently writing MCR fic. That’s an incredibly long time, and I’m so grateful for the friends I’ve made in this fandom. 🖤

But, as winter came to an end, MCR stopped being my special interest. In March 2021, I got really into the anime RWBY, and made an AO3 account, so I could post my RWBY fics there.

Then, In May 2021, I watched Eurovision, and it changed everything.

Mere days after Måneskin won the competition, I started writing a Damiano David/Reader fic. It was multichapter, which was huge for me, because I’d written literally nothing but oneshots for five years straight.

….I didn’t finish this fic, either. 🤦‍♀️

Sometime around August 2021, when Balboa came out, my brain switched special interests again, from Måneskin to Blind Channel.

…and that’s still where it’s at now, a year later. 🤷‍♀️ I don’t know how long this will be my special interest. Or what the next one will be after this. But, I’ve made so many great friends in the BC fandom, too. 💖 So, I hope I stick around for a while.

27. Who is the most stressful character you’ve ever written? Why?

….I had to think hard about this one, because fanfic is rarely stressful for me! I have so much fun with all my characters. 😄

I guess I kind of stressed about Demon!Niko, because that AU was far dirtier and more explicit, than anything else I had written in years. 😳

33. Do you practice any other art besides writing? Does that art ever tie into your writing, or is it entirely separate?

Writing is pretty much it for me ^^;

But, I don’t only write fanfic! Fun fact: I’ve been writing poetry since I was like, nine years old.

During middle school, I started reciting my poetry publicly. I even caught the attention of my local literary magazine, while competing at a poetry slam. The magazine was only published in the county where I lived, but I got to tell everyone I was a Published Author lmao

I also got second place in the school talent show 🥈

I took a break from it for a while, but, when I was 20, my friend convinced me to recite some poems at an open mic night at my university. I got so much applause, I was really blown away 🥰

I wish I could find an event like that where I live now. I really miss it. As for how it ties into my fic writing…I’m able to relate to Niko and Gerard a bit more, because they’re lyricists. Singing on stage and reciting on stage feel a little similar, I guess?

#thank you for your ask!#jfc I got so fucking rambly here 🤦‍♀️

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i don’t really know what happened here but i found this in the deepest darkest depths of my docs so 🤷‍♀️ also don’t ask why i have a really annoying habit of writing in second person i’m too lazy to change it

(850 words)

you sigh as you finally hear the swoosh of the lock. you breathe out, and slump to the floor. cold tile against your head as you close your eyes, letting tears roll down your face. safe in the bathroom, locking out the world because it’s the only place you can. you need to get away from it all for once. it’s no one's fault nothing bad has happened, you just need to leave for a bit. take a break. change the environment and get away from people who know who you are. or think they do. because at this point you don’t even know if you know who you are anymore. the more you think about it the more you realise what a mismatched puzzle of little bits of everyone else. you get your music taste from your friends, favourite books from your mother, character traits from the book characters you adore. some people would say this isn’t a bad thing, it just shows you love so many people so fiercely you want your favourite bits for yourself. but you feel disgusted nonetheless. the way you didn’t like your personality well enough as it was and yet when you decided to mould it into something new you couldn’t even be arsed to be original. instead you stole and snatched and ripped away parts of other people and characters and forced them onto yourself. forcing two puzzle pieces to fit together when they shouldn’t. too young to understand what you were doing and yet old enough to know you needed change. you forced yourself to forego having opinions. what good did they do you anyway? instead you taught yourself to follow not lead, listen not talk. you learned to wait, to smile, to nod along. you memorised a list of favourite book, movie, song, tv show, celebrity, subject, hobby, colour, dog or cat, night or day, summer or winter, coffee or tea and every other daily opinion you were supposed to have. you created a false personality to hide your false personality. and yet you no longer have a real one. you don’t know who you are even though you can’t help but wear your heart on your sleeve. you can’t even live your fake personality right how are you supposed to own a real one. when you were 13 you fell in love. too bad they were gay fictional and dead. so instead you lived them. you made them your own even if that meant forcing yourself to hate life and everyone in it. you taught yourself hatred and loathing and to say things you didn’t mean because you needed so desperately to have this love. ironic really. you made yourself despise the one you needed to love. but that was years ago. surely by now you should have grown out of it, you know it was a fucking awful thing to do. you’ve learnt your lesson. so you should move on. it makes sense! and yet here you are a fucking mess and you can’t decipher what’s you and what’s remus fucking lupin or depressed_person68, you still force yourself to agree with every opinion, not by choice now but because you don’t know how not to. last time you had an opinion it became your entire personality for over a year. you are ‘that girl who likes the secret history’ and nothing more. people see you as dull and leave you alone. not that you mind that but it would be nicer if it wasn’t true. especially when you end up needing change so much it hurts. you need something big to happen so you have something else to focus on. you need to discover something about yourself that begins to pour light onto what you’re actually like. your real personality. but now it’s come and you’re back to square one. you can’t unpiece the puzzle you’ve made. you’ve poured glue on it for too long and now it’s set in stone. and although this isn’t always a problem, when you need to start evaluating yourself it makes it hard when there is no ‘self’. only a distorted mismatch of others. because now you need to decide if you’re just projecting or if you’re actually like this. if you need help or you want it. if you understand or you don’t. because now it affects other people. now you’re hurting more than just yourself and you need to get it fucking together. this is gonna get hard.

and yet here you are, still sitting in the bathroom, still staring at the same smudge on the wall. the tiles have gone warm and your legs have gone numb and you feel no sure. but now it’s sorted into piles and can be put away into a draw for another day. when you absolutely have to you can revisit this but now you have work to do and friends to talk to and a person to be. whether you know that person or not doesn’t matter. because you’ve got pretty good at being them, and that will do for now.

#writing #writers on tumblr #writeblr #thought dump #shitpost

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goldenngore · 8 months

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♡ well… y’know

Send me a ♡ plus a ship and I'll tell you / accepting / @azmenka

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃?: I don't think there was a particular moment where one of them asked out the other. They fucked around and shit just kinda happened. They were basically in a relationship without explicitly saying they were for quite some time imo. But I'm gonna say Loras initiated the first official date...but it wasn't framed as a date, but was also obviously a date. 😂

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝙺𝙸𝚂𝚂?: I just think Maron tbh. Maybe because when they met it was on his territory or because Loras had had a rough day and a lil kissy kiss lifted some of that....then the sex made him forget anything bad happened. 🤷‍♀️

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚂?: Loras. Maron is listed on his phone as Squidward, and Loras will call him when he's got this certain look on his face. It often appears when Theon or Rodrik is in the room. He dishes out all the softer nicknames too, though a chunk of them are in French.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙲𝙾𝙾𝙺𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙰𝙻𝚂?: hmm...fine, it's Maron. Loras can cook, but not amazingly. He's an excellent baker and can cook some french dishes quite well. I don't think Maron is an amazing chef, but he has to be a step up from Loras, right?

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙲?: neither. music taste is a matter of opinion, not fact. That being said, they both say they have the better taste if asked, which will then prompt a bickering session about the subject.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙷𝙾𝙶𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙴𝙳?: well....loras might in the winter if he's cold, and Maron has to fight for the blankets. but generally Loras will hog Maron instead of the bed.

W𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃?: lmao, loras, of course. He's like a fucking cockerel. He is done with half of his day by the time maron crawls out of bed. He does not know how to be inactive, welp.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙵𝙵𝙴𝙴?: Loras. He doesn't trust anyone with coffee other than himself, and will judge people's poor coffee taste without hesitation. If Maron can manage to make it the way he likes it too, that's a very sexy bonus. Coffee trust is hot.

𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝙸𝙶 𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙾𝙽?: debatable. loras does love to be little spoon and it tends to be his default. but he doesn't shy away from being big spoon and likes it just as much. I suppose in general, though. Maron is the default big spoon.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃?: I don't think it's one over the other. Even tho Loras is an early bird, that doesn't mean he sleeps at a sensible time either...

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙴𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳?: Loras is a big ol' hand holder. He used to hold Margaery's hand and lead her about...now he just does it with Maron instead. Did I mention he also gives hand kisses? 😏 truly prince charming.

𝚆𝙷𝙾'𝚂 𝙰 𝙵𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝙿𝙳𝙰?: both? both. people have had to witness them very playfully kissing in the middle of the street. it's almost foreplay by that point.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚂𝙽𝙾𝚁𝙴𝚂?: mmm, loras might snore occasionally, though not very loudly. but he doesn't in general. I actually dunno about Maron... 🤷‍♀️

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙾𝚈𝙴𝙳 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙻𝚈?: sigh. loras. not even gonna go any further with this question. it is known it's him and he knows it on some level too.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝚇?: idk they're both pretty horny tbh and are willing to initiate in places they probably shouldn't. oops? places have been defiled and they're not sorry about it.

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝚂𝙺𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙶𝙴?: Squidward after Loras not so lowkey continues dropping hints about marriage. He definitely walks past jewelers with Maron and very vocally talks about engagement rings for no reason. No subtlety at all.

𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴'𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙾𝚁𝚈 𝙾𝙵 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂: absolutely waking up next to Maron when Maron is still fast asleep. So it's not one memory, it's many. Yes, he's that guy who likes watching his partner sleep for a bit, especially with Maron's hair down. 🥰

𝙰 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝚁𝙴𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚂: haha...oh boy. Not asking more about his job, for sure. That's gonna come back to haunt him bad. Apart from that? None.

𝙸𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶: well, obvious answer is obvious. See above. But Loras would also not change anything. He eventually comes to accept the good with the bad because in the end the love meant more. Do I think there's a shift between them after Loras finds out? Yeah, probably. Even if it's subtle and not constant. I think the trust goes from 100% to 99.9%. Which, of course, isn't a lot, but I think they'll pick up on it. Maybe there's more tension than before too.

𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚄𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴: loras embodies all five of the love languages tbh lmao. But for them, I think physical touch, quality time with a dash of words of affirmation. But if you were to ask someone else what their love language is, they'd probably say bickering.

#doing this for.modern since some of the questions can't really be related to canon #ship. loras 🗡️ & maron 🦑 ( azmenka )#azmenka #ooc: back on sad boy shit. what's new? ( 🌱🌹🥀 )#ii. HEADCANON. 🗡️

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Skiing or Ice-skating?

you’ve been visited by the Ghost of Christmas Past, the Ghost of Christmas Present and the Ghost of Christmas future. What did you find out?

fairy lights or neon signs?

have a good evening 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Skiing easily!😍🎿 i LOVE skiing and i do it quite often in the winter. It's definetly up there as one of my favourite sports to do. I also live near skiing resorts so that makes it easier. And yeah it's just so pretty skiing in snowy mountains, the views, sunshine ideally 😍 and i love the speed of skiing haha and making those deep turns.😄 random fact about me i ski since i was 3 or 4 years old.🙈

However i should definetly go ice-skating again some time, i haven't been in ages :)

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Mmh i was definetly very lazy when i was younger 😅 because i grew up being somewhat gifted in school so i thought i could half ass my way through subjects with my "talent"... even in higher grades. Well it worked with some but not all, there were those you needed to study much for or i was not great at. So that got me into some troubles i could have avoided. Also in the one's it worked the results could have been even better if i didn't do that. (which would have been helpful if ever want to study abroad) Besides it didn't give me a great work ethik ahah :/

Now it's surely better. I was not always like that only when i found out that there could be a perceived easy way for me lol. But for my paramedic training i studied so hard, more than almost all my colleagues for sure. Like 4-6 hours almost every day for more than a month. Plus the work i also had to do. It certainly helps that i found it really interesting what i studied and i can see to how it can lead to a future i can see myself in. But also i see how it did me no good in the past and i'm really proud on how much i studied for this because it really payed off. I also take some pride now i the things i know, in the things i learned. It's actually really impressive those people who know about many things or their special field of interest.🤯 I never thought about that when i was younger. Besides I suppose i'm also in a better space of mind now than i was then

Well in the future i hope i can continue that way when hopefully taking up a studies in that sector at university. That i will work hard and learn many interesting things which will lead to me being great at my profession and doing something i enjoy. 😊

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fairy lights!✨ i have some myself (run out of battery tho) yeah i just find them prettier idk. Neon lights can also look really cool though.🤷‍♀️

Thank you!!🥰🥰 you too!!

#ask #answered #not sure i wanted to tell part of my life story here but i did 😂#i might add to the 2nd one that i was ignorant to the world problems but idk if you can blame a child / young teenager for that 😅#like about racism and homophobia often i didn't notice it because i was naive and ugh #wish i would have said something to some of the people who said homophobic or racist things #also to notice how much it is part of our society sadly :(#i remember in school someone used a homophobic slur as a 'joke' and i didn't know that was something bad he said 🤦‍♀️#i didn't know the word and tbf it was in english but - 😩

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