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Moodboard for the name ,,Mariela" ♡
(Pics from Pinterest, gif from Insta)
#be kind to yourself. 🧸#i love you! 🩷🍃#i am such a sucker for crystals#so i try to find a pretty gif for all of the moodboards i make😭😭#cottagecore#cottageblr#cottage core#cottage aesthetic#cottagecore aesthetic#grandmacore#farmcore#nature#naturecore#purple cottacecore#fairycore#faery core#fairy aesthetic
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silly little doodles of some of the faves
#id in alt text#avatar the last airbender#atla#katara#azula#aang#sokka#art#mart#i say ‘some’ bc toph isn’t here lol#framing it so that aang is looking up at katara was unintentional but let’s say it was :)#happy april 🌱🪻🍃🌸🌾
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Reader trying to sneak out of Lip’s bed to go home and get ready for school but Lip is like “where do you think you’re going? You’ve got clothes here. Stay with me”
Soft Lip really gets me 😭😭
aww this is sweet !!
you wake up with the sunrise, rolling over and pressing a kiss to lip’s brow. he stirs as you try to wiggle out of bed, one arm closing in on you and bringing you back to lay beside him. “got class,” you murmur, shaking your head. “gotta get home.”
lip shakes his head, a sleepy pout pulling on his mouth. “where d’ya think you’re going? got clothes here, baby. stay, go back to sleep”
and when he asks so sweetly there’s no way you can say no. so you snuggle back into him, tucking your face into his chest and closing your eyes. you’ll stay asleep for another hour or so, cozied up under the blanket and kept sated by the steady rhythm of lip’s breathing.
#🍃 posting#lip gallagher x reader#lip gallagher fluff#mags writes#this is soooo cute#unfortunately i am high as a kite and cannot expand#but trust#this is so sweet and i love it
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“i believe in you so what’s left is for you
to believe in yourself.” – han
for @hyunsung ♡
#stray kids#han jisung#bystay#staysource#ultkpopnetwork#boo :( you know i’m a little not normal about dates and traditions etc etc but today it’s the 6th of december and#i’ve been making a silly little set for you for three years now (ue) so :( here’s year fourth (!!!!) edition of dec 6th mini digital gift :#i know this is a bit too orangish (?) (sigh) but he’s also -> ☁️ and i hope it can still make you a little happy happy :(#also can you believe the fourth gif is the only han x snow content? doesn’t he know his red thread bro is polar bear???? (wayes @ me)#143x8 ❤️🩹!#bha 🐿️🌨️#emsigifs#for m 🍃#*mine#*kpop#p.s. no tags pinky promise or i will never make gemi (nanon + fourth) set! (and no doctor romantic either)
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husband — lee seokmin | 1,220 words | fluff
this one is dedicated to lee seokmin's smile :)
gender neutral reader. warnings: none.
"no."
"what do you mean, no?" dokyeom asks, manspreading. the exasperated eyebrow raise you give him doesn't deter him in the least.
"no, i'm not sitting on your lap to watch a movie."
"there's not much place on this sofa, though," he says, spreading his arms along the back of the sofa to emphasize his point. he really can take up a lot of space if he wants to.
"the floor is all free real estate, as far as i can tell."
"there's no way i'm letting my sweetheart sit on the floor when i'm on the couch."
"this is how your sweetheart can do it," you say, simply sitting down cross-legged on the floor in front of him and fumbling with the remote to find some good movie. you barely have two seconds of peace before he scoops you up in his arms and pulls you onto himself, so you're exactly where you said you wouldn't be.
"dokyeom."
he gasps. "my whole name?"
"be thankful i didn't call you seok—"
"can't hear you," he says loudly, one hand coming up to your mouth to stop you from saying his real name. you shut up for a second.
"ew," he says a moment later, taking his hand away from your mouth like it's on fire. "you licked it!"
"be thankful i didn't bite it."
"i'm thankful for you! isn't that enough?" he whines, hand returning to its place around your stomach.
your retort dies on your lips. you're still not used to how open dokyeom is with his words.
"i guess," you say. the remote lies forgotten on the floor.
"so," he says, turning you to face him, "why don't you want to sit on me?"
"i paid for this sofa, silly. i should be able to sit on it if i want to."
"but you know you don't have to pay anything for me. i mean, unless you want to," he adds with a sleazy wink, and it makes you laugh.
"what about functionality?"
"what about it?"
"the sofa's soft. sitting on you is like sitting on a rock."
"all that workout and you call me a rock? at least i'm warm!"
"okay, but what about a headrest when i need one?"
dokyeom guides your head down to his chest. "how's this?"
"hm. your heart's beating a bit too fast."
"that's because you're so close to me."
you let out a fake groan. "why did i have to get stuck with the cheesiest husband in the world?"
the moment you actually hear your own words, even mortified doesn't begin to cover what you're feeling. dokyeom lowers you down to the sofa and sinks to the ground on his knees, looking at you like you've given him the best gift he could've ever asked for.
"stop looking at me like that," you say, but you're not trying to bury your face into the fabric of the sofa. part of you wants to know what he thinks about your words.
he has that shit-eating grin on his face, the one that's burned into your eyelids even when you close your eyes. it never fails to make you smile.
"i'm not looking at you like anything," he says, but one of his hands has snaked up to your face, tracing your cheek.
"you look like you're in love. it's embarrassing."
"you're the one that called me your husband. that's worse."
"is it?"
dokyeom looks at you with a softer smile before he leans down to press a gentle kiss to your lips. you loop your hands around his neck, pulling him back in for more. you never do get enough of him, even on days you spend all twenty four hours by his side.
"i think," dokyeom says when he pulls back, having kissed you to the point where you've forgotten your name for a few moments, "being married to you would be the worst thing ever."
"yeah?" you ask, tugging him up to his feet and letting all his weight fall on you. it's not often that he lies on top of you, and you're reminded of how strong he really is.
"mm. you'd have to change your last name to match mine."
"what if i don't want to?"
"i could always take yours."
you smile. "oh? and how would the wedding be?"
"we could run away and get married, just the two of us."
"and what, have seungkwan curse us for the rest of his life?"
"our lives," he corrects, propping his chin up on your chest. "we could have a beach wedding, though. or a wedding at our dining table."
"who'd be your best man?"
dokyeom shudders. "not facing that headache till we actually get to it. your turn. what kind of a ring do you want?"
you pretend to think. "an adamantium one."
"funny," he deadpans. "i was thinking we could get married on the moon."
"you were thinking about marrying me?" you ask, wiggling your eyebrows.
"isn't that what we've been talking about all this while?"
"what else would be terrible about being married to me?"
dokyeom is the one who pretends to think now, his chin digging into your collarbone. not that you mind. "i'd want to be around you all the time. i'd make you call me your husband every time we meet someone. i'd spend so much time trying to find houses we'd like. terrible, no?"
you press a kiss to his forehead. "horrifying. would you marry me if i asked you to, right now?"
he looks at you for a moment more before hiding his face in your neck. "i hid something in the knife drawer that says yes," he says, voice muffled.
"the knife drawer?" you ask. "of all the places you could possibly..." dokyeom really does have the annoying ability to steal your breath, both with his kisses and words; your words dry up when you realize what exactly 'something' means.
"i learned it from the boys," he says, looking at you again, all proud. "you never know where to expect the mafia to hide their money."
you're not listening to him. it's the way he says it so easily. you were just joking about it, not even intending to say it, but the fact that he's had it in there since who knows when...
"kyeom, has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?"
dokyeom looks up at you with wide eyes. "are you saying that just because i have a ring for you?"
you snort, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. "no, silly. i love you. i know i don't say it enough."
"you don't need to," he says, gentle. "i know you do."
both of you lie like that for a while, your hand gently scraping through his hair.
"so if i ask you to marry me right now..." you say again, because you just want to hear his voice.
"ten more minutes and that ring is yours. but it's not adamantium."
"what a shame."
you can feel his grin against your skin. "what did we even want to watch?"
you can't be bothered to remember. "i don't know, but i want to watch you."
dokyeom snorts. "stop trying to be cheesier than your own husband."
you don't think you're ever going to tire of hearing that.
#bias wrecker ahh lee seokmin i love you and your smile so much#you have no idea how painful it is to see this sitting in your drafts for four days straight#lee seokmin#seokmin#seventeen#seventeen fluff#svt#svt fluff#dokyeom#fluff#waldau writes#🍃 — svt
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thinking ab her pounding me with her strap and muttering ‘take it. take it. take it.’ with every thrust and then gently eating my pussy after
#lesbian nsft#nb nsft#femme nsft#butch nsft#butch4femme#me.txt#stone butch#high posting 😋🍃#🐿#lmfao🥵🥵 i want her so BAD#i am down. fuckin bad for this girl
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I can imagine husband! Miguel to be a bit of a tease when going grocery shopping with you. Like oh, his cute little feisty wife needs that box of frosted flakes on the top shelf? well of course he'll get it down for you, easily — just only to dick around and lean over from behind you. Long, beefy arms stretched out perfectly, grazing his fingertips along the frosted cereal within his grasp.
He'd even chuckle at the adorable pout and scowl you'd give him, adoring plush lips puffed out at him, brows knitted and arms crossed over your chest. Swearing at him that it wasn't funny to mock you, that you'd ban him from all tasty treats/desserts that you planned on making after dinner later this evening, if he kept up with his childish behavior. And of course, being such a good, loving (down bad) and generous husband, that he was (this man is utterly WHIPPED when it comes to you...and your tasty sweets!), he'd inevitably cave in and willingly comply to your every demand.
In asking for forgiveness, he'd carefully hug you from behind, nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck and gently, cutely, plea for tender kisses, in which you'd gladly give him. Peppering one kiss on his cheek, one on his lips and the final kiss to his refined nose. ♡
#idk where this idea came from but I thought it was cute lol#also...I am very 🍃💨 atm (so Idk how much sense this will make) lolol#miggy being a cute playful husband is whats plaguing my mind rn! (ㅅˊᵕˋ ) ♡#miguel o'hara x reader#miguel o'hara#atsv
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My life would improve greatly if instead of having to talk to people I could just either " !!! " or " ??? " Like Turnip Boy
#That vegetable is so relatable#Turnip posting 🍃#turnip boy#turnip boy commits tax evasion#turnip boy robs a bank#tbcte#tbrab
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🍃acorn valley🌲
#i like the decayed tree item a little too much..🌲#i was a little worried that forestcore would become boring pretty fast#but working on nature viewpoints like this has been so calming and cozy!#i play while watching tv or listening to music these days! its been nice🍃#toadstool island#acnh#animal crossing#animal crossing new horizons#new horizons#acnh island#acnh exterior#acnh spring#acnh march#acnh forest#acnh forestcore#acnh valley#acnh woods#acnh acorns#acnh inspo#acnh inspiration#acnh nature#acnh natural island
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Tip the bestie for weed money n also bc she's beautiful!!!
guess what i’m doing guys
#LOL so cute ty <33#yeah i got stuck working open-close today bc everyone called out FOR SOME REASONNN 🤨🍃💨#smoking on my break idc !!
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Some foxies for you! 🌷
(From Pinterest)
#be kind to yourself. 🧸#i love you! 🩷🍃#i just love them so much💞#theyre making me so happy 🥹#cottagecore#cottageblr#fox#foxes#cute animals#cottage core#cottage aesthetic#cottagecore aesthetic#grandmacore#farmcore#nature#naturecore
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OH MY GOD HELPME @spoopieere THANKYOUTHANKYOU THANKYOU I LOVE YOU
PLEASEHBSPLE PLEase
#asa emory#the collector#randall archer#the collection#I’M PISSING OH MY GOD#WHY DOES HE STAND LIKE THAT#CRYING SQUEALING#I LOVEHIM#ARGHEHRHHEGR#🍃🍃🍃#I AM SO HIGH
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frat boy lip seeing someone else flirting with you and he gets MAD jealous—especially if it’s someone from his fraternity
god is real and my prayers have been answered. i love frat boys. it's an unhealthy addiction, really. anyway heres a blurb bc i love this so much!!
you were all dolled up. your showiest top in your favorite shade, a tiny black skirt on your hips. you paired that ensemble with platform sneakers and your staple jewelry. your hair was perfectly curled, half back in two braided pigtails, with stray curls framing your face. your lipstick complimented your skin perfectly, and your eyes were lined in the same shade as your top. you looked hot.
you looked hot, and lip was ignoring you.
you justify it to yourself, he's busy working the bar, dispensing out beers to the brothers in his frat, and pouring shots and cups of punch for every blonde bitch that was already far too gone.
you rolled your eyes, turning back to the pledge in front of you. he had some dumbass ballcap backward on his head and a tee unbuttoned down to his chest. what was his name? john? or, josh maybe? josh sounded right. he was flirting his ass off with you, and making the situation even more unbearable by telling you repeatedly how "nobody has to know baby," and "gallagher won't mind sharin' will he?"
you were disgusted. you would've slipped away from his slimy ass about four songs ago if it weren't for the fact you were boxed in by drunk girls to one side and a grinding couple on the other. you nod with a tight-lipped smile as josh tells you about his parents lake house, his slurred words going in one ear and right out the other. before you know what's happening there's a hand on his shoulder and lip is barking an order at him.
"hey pledge! your turn on bar, get ya ass over there. now."
"yeah yeah, whatever. asshole." josh replies with a roll of his eyes. he goes to leave but lip stands in his way.
"what did'ya just fuckin say to me?”
you see the color drain from josh's stupid, smug face and he forces down a gulp. "y-yes sir," he stammers out.
"that's what i thought." lip says. he lets a beat pass before he ticks his head towards the bar. "no drinkin' back there either!"
you cross your arms, glaring at him for a split second before lip's hands are on your hips and your back hits the wall. he kisses you stupid, all teeth and tongue and desire. he presses into you in an almost needy fashion, with one hand squeezing the meat of your ass.
"my girl," he growls in your ear as he pulls away.
you laugh breathlessly. "well, that pledge over there seems to be under a different impression. kept tellin' me you wouldn't mind sharin' me." you tell him, watching his face contort into an incredulous smirk.
"oh yeah?" he asks, twirling the two of you around until your back is to his chest and he's against the wall. he sways your hips to the beat of the music, lips caressing your ear so you can hear him over the bass. "well, don't you worry y'pretty head, okay? i am not fuckin' sharin' you. an' that asshole has no fuckin' chance of becoming a brother here. i saw the way he was bein' with you."
you smile to yourself, moving against him with more freedom. "y'were lookin' at me?" you ask.
you feel him nod, fingers digging possessively into your hips. "all fuckin' night. couldn't take my eyes off ya."
#lip gallagher x reader#frat!lip#mags writes#🍃 posting#this is sooooooo#im so unwell ab this please send in more asks im begging#frat lip WILL be my entire personality
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LEE KNOW & HYUNJIN 🫧 mbc music core (230603)
for @hyunsung ♡
#stray kids#lee minho#hwang hyunjin#hyunjin#bystay#caption courtesy: you#boo(p)!!!!#tues*ay but on saturday <3#minho: accidentally (not accidentally) boinks. hyunjin: ˶ᵔ u ᵔ˶#they -> 💏#hyunho part three 😞🤍#b(so super)ha 🦨🤍#emsigifs#*mine#*kpop#for m 🍃
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dust — jeon wonwoo | 919 words | fluff, hurt/comfort
stream dust till it creates a black hole in your heart! 10/10 recommended!
gender neutral reader. warnings: none.
wonwoo comes home from a long but productive day in the studio only to find you lying on the bed of your shared bedroom with your laptop to your side and his sweatshirt in your hands.
you're curled up on yourself and facing him, but you haven't registered his presence yet.
his first instinct is to defend himself — he hasn't done anything wrong. that he's aware of. your house was not a mess when he left this morning. he woke up at the same time as you, and because you were going to be late for work, he managed to help fold your bedsheet, prepare breakfast while you showered and keep your stuff ready so all you had to do was grab them and dart out of the door.
he'd called you in the afternoon to check in on you after the hectic morning you'd had, and you'd sounded fine. tired, but fine. your presentation had been due but you seemed confident enough that it would go well.
did it not go well?
he takes a step forward and calls out your name. he just wants to hold you in his arms and know that you're okay, even if you might not want to tell him what's wrong.
you look at him and let out a sad noise. he can't take it anymore.
"can i sit next to you?" he asks, only taking his place next to you when you nod. "hey," he says, resting a hand on your back.
"hey," you say, but your voice breaks and it sounds like you've just pronounced the eighth letter of the alphabet. wonwoo swallows a smile and rubs his hand up and down your back.
"did me being here in spirit help?" he asks, pointing to the sweatshirt in your hand. you look at the piece of clothing in your hand and tighten your grip on it.
"please don't...break up with me?"
wonwoo frowns. that's not what he expected you to reply with. he tries to rack his brain for reasons why he'd ever do that.
"did you cheat on me?"
his question shocks you enough to get you to sit up straight, looking at him. "how could you think i'd ever—"
"because that's the only reason i'd break up with you."
you blink. "oh," you say, "so it's fine if i...i don't know, finish the last of the cookies we saved?"
he gives you his most unimpressed stare, only because he knows it always makes you smile. you push the sweatshirt away and reach out for him, and he's more than happy to be held by you.
"i don't want our relationship to be like dust," you say after a while.
wonwoo tries to decipher your metaphor, not that you speak often in them. he lifts his head to give you a questioning look when his mind comes up with nothing.
"i was listening to fml."
right. the album's just come out a couple of days ago, and you promised you'd listen to it when you got the time.
"is it so bad that you're down?" he asks.
you let out a watery laugh at that. it's enough to reassure him to lie down again.
"it's the opposite of that. it's pretty good, actually," you say, resting a hand in his hair, lazily tousling it.
wonwoo's train of thought has reached its final stop. "baby, you're going to have to help me out here."
you sigh, almost into his hair. "i heard dust."
"so what if you— oh."
"yeah, oh."
wonwoo's consumed by an intense surge of affection for you. he tries to pull himself into you even closer, only paying the slightest attention when you push at his shoulder and complain about not being able to breathe.
"baby," he says, feeling his voice take on a tone he knows you're going to chide him for, "you do know i had nothing to do with writing that song?"
he feels you nod.
"you also know i'm not the one who sang anything on that song?"
he can almost hear the gears turning in your head before you mumble a soft, "shut up, wonwoo." and then, "you're going to break your glasses if you hold me like that any longer."
"don't care." but he rolls away when you push his shoulder. "do you seriously think i'm going to break up with you some day?"
you shrug. "sometimes. bad days."
"why don't i ever hear about them?"
you sigh. "it's stupid. not worth your time."
wonwoo shakes his head. "you don't get to decide that, baby."
you look at him with a small smile on your face. "that's the third time you've called me that today."
"i'll say it again if you want me to."
when you say nothing, he rolls back next to you, mindful of your laptop. it's been a while since you've just hung out, doing absolutely nothing together.
"hi, handsome."
he closes his eyes at the compliment. "i was thinking."
"oh, no."
he pinches your side gently. "it's raining outside."
"is it?"
"do you want to go out?"
"in...the rain?"
"i was thinking we could film a video to this song. so you don't feel sad the next time you hear it."
your eyes widen with what he can only call love, before you wrap yourself around him tightly.
"i love you, wonwoo, i love you, i love—"
"i love you too, baby," he says, holding you closer to him. loving you is the easiest thing he's done.
#this song makes me so sad i like it ← wtf#jeon wonwoo#wonwoo fluff#seventeen#seventeen fluff#svt#svt fluff#wonwoo#fluff#waldau writes#🍃 — svt
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