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It's Over┃max verstappen

summary: where they bellieve max cheated on kelly with a famous singer his age but instead of the fans reacting badly,they celebrate?

maxverstappen x fem!singer!reader

  ִֶָ 𖥔 ﾟ˖ ⊹ › ‹ ᵎ 𖧧. ⊹ ˖ ♡.˚˳១୨୧ ༘✰ ༘ ˚ ˚ ༘ ‧₊˚𖧧  ִֶָ 𖥔 ﾟ˖ ⊹ › ‹ ᵎ 𖧧. ⊹ ˖ ♡.˚˳១୨୧

Max has always been in the public eye, both on and off the track. His relationship with Kelly Piquet, the Brazilian ''model'', had been the talk of the paddock for years. Their 9 year age difference has been the topic of conversation and criticism everywhere, but it didn't seem to bother Max… at least not until now.

It all started at an exclusive party after the Monaco GP. The drivers mixed with celebrities of all kinds: singers, actors, models, athletes, etc. Among the crowd was Y/N, a world-wide known singer, nine-time Grammy winner, selling out full stadiums and breaking record after record. Lewis had met her a few years earlier at the Met Gala and they had become close friends so it wasn't surprising to see him listening to her music before a race.

Max was also a fan of Y/N's music and their paths had vaguely crossed at some events. But that night was a little different. They were seen together several times, sharing laughs and whispers that seemed too intimate for only being friends. The paparazzi, always being everywhere, managed to take several photos that would make the Internet go crazy for the next days.

In one particular photo, Max and Y/N were seen standing close to each other, with their faces inches apart, lost in conversation. Another photo captured the moment in which Max caressed Y/N's cheeck with a smile. The final image, which would become the most commented image on twitter the next day, showed Max with his arm casually around Y/N's shoulders as they left the party together and then got into his car holding hands.

The next morning, social media was blowing up. #MaxAndY/N was trending worldwide on twitter. Fans of both Max and Y/N couldn't contain their confusion and excitement. The most popular question was: Had Max finally left Kelly? Was Y/N the new woman in his life? Or was she the other woman?

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f1_gossip WHAT THE HELL?! This morning a celebrity gossip account published these photos of Max and singer and songwriter Y/N where they are seen very close together! Did we miss something? Since when did Max leave Kelly??

username It's about time Max found someone his own age!

username I never thought that my two worlds collided

username did he cheat???

username HE DID IT!

username Y/N WHAT?!?!?!? 😭😭

Meanwhile, Kelly had been noticeably absent from the party as she was in LA on one of her many trips, which only fueled the breakup rumors; her silence on the matter was interpreted as confirmation. Fans speculated that Max had grown tired of her constant traveling and her indifference to his, and also the factor of their age difference. They believed he had found solace in Y/N, who shared her young energy and passion for her life and career.

Y/N's fans, known for their loyalty, received Max in a good way. They filled their comments on social media with messages of support and excitement.

Days turned into weeks and neither Max nor Y/N addressed the rumors directly. Instead, they continued to be seen together at various events: dinners, concerts and even a charity gala where they were photographed holding hands.

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f1_gossip we got new photos of max and yn at the party after the monaco gp! What do you think about this? An anonymous person close to Kelly apparently said the couple had broken up months ago! but they haven't confirmed it

username kelly deserves better!!!

username I really feel that we cannot nor should we give an opinion on the matter, we do not know what happened between Max and Kelly......

username they look so hot

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max_updates STOP THEY'RE LITERALLY SO CUTE! Max and Y/N a few weeks ago outside a restaurant with friends!

username Is nobody address the fact he cheated and she broke a relationship?

username pls max and kelly had been already over for months really, she was only with him for fame

username they look sooo damn good

username 🥹🥹

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ynlnupdates max and y/n tonight!

username he looks so happy 😭🫶🏻

username they are so good together 😍

username PARENTS!

username fucking weird

f1_gossip

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f1_gossip Kelly posted this story a few minutes ago finally speaking about her and max!

username lol ''remain good friend'' girl, he unfollowed u a month ago

username she's really trying to make it seem like Max is still talking to her😭😭

username god heard my prayers 🙏🏻

username max literally just said they hat they had already broken up months ago, grow up

username exactly! he didn't cheated at all!

Finally, in an interview after a race, Max broke the silence.

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max_updates In case you didn't already know, this is a yn ln,singer, songwriter and director, max's new gf, we really can't blame Max for falling for this beautiful and talented woman y'all.

username mommy?

username oh my god she's beautiful

username Oh-

username new wag alert!!!!

username I can't wait to see her on tha paddock

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ynlnupdates meet max verstappen, 3 times f1 world champion, redbull driver and boyfriend of our yn 🫶🏻

username OH HE'S HOT

username I can't wait to see him on a concert of her's

username❤️😭 I LITERALLY LOVE HIM AND NOW HE'S DATING YN!?!??!

ok I hope this is not messy, I literally finish writing this at 3 am yesterday😭

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#001 SUDDENLY, COLORS 𖧧 NEXT: #002 PLAYING DOMINO ꒰ series masterlist ꒱

꒰ঌꨄ︎໒꒱ — sae gets more than he bargained for when he decides to entertain you. and then suddenly, maybe he isn’t so indifferent to everything after all.

content: itoshi sae x female reader. bllk guys here are all pro players now. profanity, complicated relationships, reader is a working adult, implied ex-fwb situation with otoya, minorly questionable work ethics, mention of infidelity. word count: 3.8k.

༝༚༝༚ first chapter ! (bear with me because we’re gonna be in the early stages of sae & y/n getting to know each other) i hope you guys like this one as much as infy >_< the dynamic between yn & sae here is slightly different heh :) if you’re reading this: ily <3 + will add little mini extra facts at the end of each chapter ^_^

lights flashing, red carpets, familiar faces that feel so out of reach.

there’s an entire life out here that people like you, should you have been without connections, won’t get to experience in your lifetime. it’s eye-opening, and more than you bargained for. sure, when you heard that this is a party thrown by one of the japan’s national soccer team’s sponsors, you expected a lot of a-list names, but to think it’s this many.

beautiful, handsome people litter every corner of the destination, enough to fill anyone with a year’s worth of anxieties just simply looking at them. to think, this is the kind of life they live in the regular; photographed by everyone, welcomed and greeted like royalty by staff and strangers alike.

it’s nothing you can ever get used to. luckily, you don’t have to.

you stand at the top of the stairs in the venue, looking around as you try to spot your friend. on the ground floor, you see many people huddled in different groups, smiles plastered together as they catch up with one another. all you can hear are everyone’s voice and laughters muffled together and melding into one giant mess. many movie stars, models, athletes all gathered in one place, commanding the attention of everyone in the room as well as those who are watching the livestreams from home. that’s to be expected though, considering this is a party thrown by the top sports brand in japan—surely supporters and fans alike are tuning in from all over just to see their favourite celebrities.

you bet the chat is getting blown up with comments about how the captain of the soccer team looks absolutely handsome when he cleans up, or how the up and coming setter in the volleyball team is a quiet assassin if looks could kill.

there’s a vibration in your purse, snapping you out of your thoughts, and you fish your phone out to see that it’s from eita.

you slowly make your way down the stairs, carefully so that you don’t accidentally catch your heels against the bright red fabric under you. it’s not everyday you get invited to events like this, and it’s certainly not everyday you get to wear something this nice—you don’t want to end up falling face flat in front of all these important (and famous, or infamous) people.

you make a mental note to yourself to thank eita again for getting you this dress.

as you look around the floor, trying to spot whatever private booth eita’s in, your eyes flick across the top of someone’s head. somebody that could catch anyone’s attention. those alluring eyes and that tall frame. you catch your breath.

eita can wait. maybe you should take a detour first.

as you’re drawing closer to him, you can’t help but think how much more handsome he is in person; all you’d been able to see of him thus far is whatever you saw through the screen, or in paper from the photoshoots he’d been a part of. now that you’re looking at him in the flesh, you don’t think they do him justice. not by a long shot. he’s still handsome as hell in whichever form of media he’s in, but in real life, they have nothing on his actual person.

his lips look soft and pink right there in front of you, and his lashes frame his eyes just perfectly that you’re almost envious.

in all fairness, you’re not used to talking to mega huge celebrities like him. he’s a pro-athlete, but his popularity is in the millions, his talent for being japan’s best offensive midfielder skyrocketing him to fame at the young age of eighteen.

nearly ten years later and he’s somehow still topping the lists for most popular male athletes from japan.

opportunities like this don’t come easy, especially for people like you—you’re not stupid enough to not take it. with a deep breath, you put your game face on; he doesn’t know you, he doesn’t have to know the real you, just the you that you want to show him.

somehow, he manages to make your heart beat faster than anyone else in the room, and he hasn’t even looked your way. half of you is telling yourself you’re doing this for a friend, but the other half of you is selfish, it wants to see what this is all about.

“what are you having?”

the moment you set your purse down on the bar, choosing to stand beside him instead of being a normal person and settling in front of the bartender to get his attention for your drinks, sae finds himself perplexed.

there are many reasons people would want to talk to him for. if you’re from the sponsor’s team, then you’d want to run a collaboration idea by him. if you’re another celebrity, then you’d probably be asking for a picture. if you’re press, well, your occupation is an answer in and of itself.

for the first time, sae’s eyes land on you. on that smile, on your eyes.

dim lights, violets and pinks bouncing off the disco ball, and somehow you do look pretty in spite all that. he’s never seen you before, but then again, he doesn’t pay attention enough to anything in the media for him to be able to know all the celebrities in japan. you have to be one, right? he doesn’t see the press card around your neck.

your dress hugs your body nicely. it’s all black, and a one-shoulder. your thin gold necklace holds a feather charm at the end. the way you tuck your hair carefully behind your ear unveils your matching earrings. you’re pretty, very pretty. but he thinks you’re about to be a pain soon enough. and that probably cancels it out.

“water.”

maybe if he’s boring enough, you’ll leave him alone. maybe if he’s rude enough, he’ll drive you away. that’s the whole point of why he’s here anyway, to escape those pointless conversations with these media… acquaintances, and oliver and the others were being nuisances in the booth anyway. so much so that he needed a breather.

unless you’re offering an escape, he won’t entertain anything.

“do you have a game tomorrow?” you ask, setting your phone down on the tabletop. a measly excuse for a conversation starter but he supposes it wouldn’t hurt to see where you’re going with this.

is that why you think he’s drinking water? he shakes his head, “no.”

what do you want with him?

“don’t tell me you’re a lightweight,” you guess, smirking at him.

sae can’t figure you out; where other people are easy to guess, he can’t make heads or tails about you. why hasn’t he asked you to leave him alone yet? better yet, why hasn’t his own two feet walked away like he intended to before you came and smiled at him?

“just didn’t feel like drinking,” sae tells you. (you actually guessed right, but there’s no way he’s going to admit to that out of the blue.)

you hum in contemplation, your head resting against your balled fist as you look at him, pursing your lips like you’re thinking of something. he finds himself wondering exactly that: what the fuck are you thinking?

right now, you’re a mix between being interesting and annoying and he’s kind of leaning towards the latter.

all of a sudden, you fish a coin out of your purse, grinning.

“you look like you want me to leave you alone,” you tell him, sighing, though you’re probably not so much disappointed or affected as much as being playful, like one of those children that like to test the limits of their parents. you’re perceptive at least, he’ll give you that. “how about a deal? i’ll toss this coin, and if it lands on heads, you’ll do me a favour, no questions asked. if it lands on tails, i’ll do the same. then you can tell me to go away.” 

to be fair, sae could just walk away and you wouldn’t be able to do anything about it.

“fine.”

so why? why is he agreeing to your terms?

you flick the coin into the air with your thumb, and sae watches your face as you anticipate the results. you’re staring so intently at such an inconsequential coin that he finds it both comical and troublesome. there’s something both alluring and childish about your presence.

“aha! heads!” you shout excitedly, and sae tries to keep his head down to avoid any unwanted attention. if you cause anyone to come over and pull him aside for some small talk he’s going to kill you. you look so blissfully ignorant of that fact, though. lucky for him, almost everyone around you seems too self-absorbed to care. “looks like you owe me something.”

sae sighs. “i have the feeling i’m gonna regret this,” he mumbles to himself, though you’re blatantly beaming at him, excited at your little win. you shouldn’t be; if it’s too troublesome sae would still shoot you down. he reminds himself that he doesn’t even have to follow through with the bet—who are you to him? “what do you want?”

“i’ll tell you later,” you answer, not missing a beat, ordering a shot of vodka and having it slid over to you. you down it in a second, looking even more invigorated.

does alcohol wake you up even more?

something tells sae that he’ll get nothing out of this conversation, so the gears are already turning in his head on how to slip out of this situation, make a break for the bathroom or something. “this sounds like a hassle, so i’m just gonna leave—”

“is soccer all you care about?”

“huh?”

yeah, you’re definitely leaning more towards annoying.

as he expected, you continue speaking without even listening to him. still, that’s not the kind of topic he thought you had in mind. soccer? you don’t seem like a fanatic.

“i mean, do you do anything else outside of soccer? like play games? or, i don’t know, have some secret hobby like sewing?”

sae deadpans at that last one. what do you want to know? his secrets? he’ll definitely stick with his plan of being boring. you’ll probably give up sooner or later. “no. just soccer.”

you press your lips into a firm line, like you know he’s full of it but you don’t immediately call him out. “no hobbies outside of soccer? okay.”

“yes, i have no life.”

he nearly smirks at the horrified pout that graces your lips. your scepticism nearly makes him laugh, but he holds it in. you’re probably messing with him, but he can do just the same.

“heard that your little brother scored the winning goal at the champion’s league game, how do you feel about that?” you down another shot.

sae snorts at your obvious discontent at his disinterest, though it goes over your head because maybe you’re a little lightweight too.

“yeah, i was there. i mean, i’m proud of him if that’s what you’re looking for,” he tells you—something so generic and so bland that you can probably form the answers in your head yourself.

your line of questioning continues despite sae’s half-assed participation. maybe he’s only entertaining you because he doesn’t feel like entertaining anyone else. and maybe because he probably won’t see you again so he wouldn’t feel the need to be cautiously polite around you (and so his manager won’t nag him about keeping up an image). from what he gathers, you’re probably not a celebrity—call it his gut instinct. you sure look like one, but you don’t act like them.

there’s the incessant vibrating of his phone in his pants pocket that he ignores. meanwhile you’re accepting his lacklustre answers left and right.

“actually i’m curious, itoshi sae, who’s your best friend? some say it’s ryusei shidou and others say it’s oliver aiku. what do you say?”

he leans an elbow against the table, staring you straight in the eye. you’re looking right back at him, a smugness in those irises.

“who are you, by the way?” he asks, because despite him entertaining you for—he checks his watch—nearly half an hour, he still doesn’t even know your name. and clearly, you know all about him. or at least, what the internet can provide.

you inch closer, grinning despite the scowl on his face. “let me change the question,” you propose, because you’re always so adept at switching subjects when it benefits you, pupils scanning your immediate surroundings briefly before you lean in to whisper in his ear. “people like to say you’re hard to get, is that true?”

(because that’s what it seems like—from press coverage to girls, it doesn’t look like it’s easy to garner his interest and thus consequently his effort. if there’s one thing everyone can agree on about itoshi sae is that he screams exclusivity.)

he clenches his jaw when he feels your breath hit his ear, and he hates himself for staying this long because the moment you see his ears go red, you’re smirking.

“is there anything wrong with not wanting to waste time with people who won’t matter in a matter of days?” and that’s probably the only completely honest answer he’s given you for the night—because he doesn’t waste time on people he doesn’t see making it into his future. he can’t say that for work purposes since it’s his team who manages everything, but as far as his personal life goes, that’s all you have to know.

that’s all he’s going to give you.

from the corner of his eye, he sees a familiar face, the light in their eyes going dark when they realise you’d been taking up his time.

“heading off already?” you ask, sensing his restlessness.

“yeah, well, i gave you a lot already, so…” he trails off, just hoping you’ll get the hint and leave him be.

you nod, taking your phone off the table, fishing something else out of your purse but sae’s too preoccupied looking at someone else to notice.

and just like earlier, you inch even closer, finally commanding his attention. sae catches a whiff of your perfume, a hint of sweet mixed with a little spice. you��re so close now that all he sees is you, and for some reason, he’s not moving.

you’re so close he can count the lashes on your eyes, can tell your lipstick’s not really pink but more mauve, can see up close that ever-growing smirk of yours when you catch him off-guard. and he expects you to stop, just like you did earlier, but you’re coming even closer and for some reason he can’t help but close his eyes, long lashes briefly brushing your face before he feels it go away.

when he opens his eyes, you’re not smirking anymore. that playful smirk is gone and replaced by—he can’t really tell—bashfulness? is he hallucinating the heat that built up to your cheeks?

“thanks for wasting some time on me,” you whisper, slipping something into his jacket pocket before walking away, a wave of your fingers all that you give.

and sae’s left wondering if he really was just about to let you kiss him if you didn’t move away.

he watches as you head off in the direction of the booths, a surprise washing over his face when he sees a familiar face taking your hand at the top of the first flight of stairs. that head of white with a hint of green—you know otoya?

sae takes out the piece of paper you slipped in his pocket—a name card. your name is y/n, apparently, and you work for a magazine. he scoffs, realising the intentions behind your earlier attempt to get him to talk. behind, you’d scribbled really quickly: the favour: approve this interview please? :D

you really are… something. by the way you questioned him, and your questions by itself, you must not have done this for very long. it’s a nice attempt though. still, sae has no reason to play along.

he can’t help but wonder, though—that last question: was it for the magazine, or your personal curiosity? his eyes linger on the phone number at the bottom of your card.

“hey, who was that?”

sae turns his attention to the girl he saw earlier, now in front of him, curious eyes following you as otoya walks you to their table. he quickly slips the name card back into his pocket. “dunno, she was just asking where otoya was.”

as the girl drags him away by the hand, he looks back, catching a glimpse of you staring at him before otoya guides you to the table, his hand on the small of your back, and then you fade out of view.

maybe, just for once, he’ll play along. again. because there’s something inexplicable about you, about your existence.

“look who made it back in one piece,” oliver exclaims as sae makes his way back to their table a couple of hours later, taking a seat next to the man himself. “what did bianca want you for this time?”

shidou puts down his glass of champagne to wince at sae, a pitiful glance thrown his way. “she's kinda territorial, bro. blink if you need help.”

snickers are heard around the table, most of them knowing how exasperated sae can get sometimes, even if he never actually says anything.

“you know if you guys are dating, you can just tell us right?” karasu teases, joining in the conversation.

sae rolls his eyes, ignoring them entirely. the topic about him and bianca had gone completely stale for him. honestly, if his manager didn’t convince him that he absolutely had to attend till the end, sae would’ve left halfway. maybe he wouldn’t have attended at all if he had a choice in his own schedule. then again, if he didn’t come tonight, he wouldn’t have met you.

is that a good thing?

speaking of, there’s a lack of your presence here that just mildly disappoints him. mildly.

“where’s your friend?” sae asks otoya, who’s busy typing away at his phone.

his fingers stop, and he cocks a brow at sae’s question, more confused by the fact that sae is bothering to ask such a thing. “she had a thing so she left earlier,” he says, brushing it off. “why? did you need anything? saw her talking to you just now.”

it’s like they both can sense the sudden interest of everyone around the table.

sae shakes his head, leaning back against the chair. “nothing.”

sensing something amiss, oliver leans forward, looking the most interested he’s been all night. “oh? sae of all people asking about a girl? don’t see that often,” he mocks, and sae sighs internally, immediately regretting opening his mouth.

“gotta hand it to you, though,” karasu says, nudging otoya on the elbow. “she’s pretty.”

“isn’t she that girl you said that slapped you so hard back in high school that you cried?” yukimiya joins in, his statement making the guys burst into laughter.

otoya groans, shrinking in his seat. “shut the fuck up. she was being annoying.”

“nah, she was just keeping eita in check after she heard he cheated on his girlfriend,” karasu fills in the gaps for everyone.

sae listens quietly to them divulge bits and pieces of you that they got from otoya back when you were still there with them.

apparently, you’ve known otoya since middle school, and you’ve been friends all the way till university until you drifted apart for some reason (that otoya won’t share). sae thinks it probably has to do with that “we used to fool around” statement of his. at least, unlike any of the girls he fools around with, otoya never entertained lewd questions regarding you.

were you special to him?

“tell us more,” yukimiya taunts, fully enjoying the tinge of red he sees on otoya’s ears.

“she’s just a girl who likes to clear out my fridge all the time. annoying pest i can’t get rid of,” otoya says, though everyone knows that it’s just his sharp tongue at work. he looks like he’s close to malfunctioning, a sight that sae has never seen before, fully earning his intrigue.

thankfully for otoya, oliver shifts the attention (unfortunately) to sae. “no, what i wanna know is, how a girl like y/n managed to catch this guy’s interest,” he says, pointing to sae, a cocky grin on his face. “so spill, are you interested?”

that must mean that you and otoya have nothing going on then? not that he’s curious. and not that he would put it past oliver to suggest that he steal you from someone else.

he’s not even sure why all these thoughts are in his head in the first place. sae puts on his best poker face, raising his brows as if in silent denial. “i’m not.”

oliver’s grin mirrors that of the cheshire cat, and it’s all sae has to see to know that he’s about to suggest something that will earn a ripple in the timeline.

“otoya, phone,” oliver demands, and otoya nonchalantly slides his phone over. a quick few taps of his fingers and he finds your public profile before sliding otoya’s phone over to sae. “there, follow her then, if it’s nothing.”

despite seemingly doing this all for fun, oliver is betting on much more than that. if he gets to see what the whole big deal is, why not? on the one hand, otoya is refusing to say anything about his real feelings about you. on the other, sae is refusing as well to admit that maybe he’s a little bit charmed by you.

sure, asking sae to follow you is like sending a whole army of girls chasing after a baby with a very prized candy but oliver barely knows you, so it’s fair game where he stands. besides, he’s not forcing sae to do it. he just knows he will—sae never bothers showing interest in anything, let alone a woman. he’s not following any girls either apart from other celebrities, and that’s because they cornered him to it. if he does this, you’re the only comparatively normal girl he’ll follow. sae might not be aware of the implications and whatnot, but oliver sure does. it’ll take a while for it to show, but he’ll wait patiently.

the only reason otoya hasn’t been subjected to that same problem for following you is because his popularity doesn’t come close to sae’s. not even oliver’s comes close. neither are their fans as rabid as his.

and when sae scoffs and takes out his phone to do just what oliver expects him to, oliver’s eyes flick over to look at otoya, a certain unsettled look in his friend’s eyes. neither guys are ever straightforward with their feelings—he leans back and relaxes, waiting for a show.

whoever you are, y/n, whatever you have going on, good luck to you.

extras !

sae and bianca go way back, but so do y/n and eita! the latter more so than the former.

this is y/n’s first time ever attending an event like this in her x years of knowing eita.

sae’s group of friends consist of: oliver, otoya, shidou, karasu, yukimiya and sendou. (sendou has a conflicting schedule so he wasn’t there that night.)

taglist! @yuzurins @raphsimp @mxplesyrvp @lust4rin @saeskiss

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❝ additional info: w.c 753 ⸝⸝ in which the knights of favonius find albedo spending less and less time on his research in pursuit of something new he’s found . . .

the chief alchemist of the knights of favonius is quite the novel individual. for someone as dedicated to his research as he is, albedo seldom finds the time to indulge in other trivial matters that otherwise do not pique his interest.

these days however, the young alchemist finds himself spending less and less time sequestered in his research office. even the most witless of knights stationed in headquarters have taken note of albedo’s recent outings that have undoubtedly increased within the past few weeks. yet, despite such strange behavior, everyone had simply written it off — perhaps the chief alchemist just had matters to attend to with timaeus in the city, or collect samples from the freezing depths of dragonspine. those assumptions seemed like the only logical explanation for all this.

it wouldn’t be very long until albedo caught wind of these circulating rumors. after all, it would take the most ignorant of persons to remain unaware of such talk, especially if the focus of said conversations were about them. and albedo was certainly not one of those people, but he paid it no mind: he saw no use in explaining himself. in fact, he’s quite certain many would actually find their expectations of him to be somewhat of a disappointment if he were to tell them the truth behind his daily escapades. that truth being, you.

every day once the clock struck twelve and the sound of the cathedral’s bells would echo throughout the city, albedo would put a brief pause on his research to rendezvous with you in the city. his dreary eyes that seemed worn out from countless hours of reading and analyzing all kinds of specimens would gradually start to fill with life the moment he caught sight of you from a distance, waiting patiently at the fountain: how your hair seemed to shine brighter beneath the sunlight as it gently swayed with the wind, and sometimes you were sat either reading a book or merely enjoying the peace and tranquility of afternoon, relishing in the sound of water pouring from the fountain.

sometimes albedo will stand and gaze at you from afar, taking in the sight of you and just itching to pull out his sketchpad and draw you with the accompanying scenery right then and there. in his eyes, you were far more captivating than any illustration known to mankind. unfortunately, he has never been able to do so as you instantly sense his presence within minutes of his arrival, smiling brightly as you walk over to him.

“albedo! what are you doing, how long have you been standing there for?” you ask, walking over to him.

“not long, just taking in the sights of the city.” he muses plainly with a subtle smile as you two begin to walk side by side. he gestures towards the book in your hand, “you’ve been reading that one for some time now — has it caught your interest?”

“hm? oh this!” you shift your gaze down to the book currently held in your hands, randomly flipping through the pages before handing it over to albedo to look at. “it hasn't caught my interest necessarily…i just wanted to try reading something i wouldn’t normally read.”

your hear a light chuckle emit from him as he scans through the pages. “and you decided that the ‘handy handbook of hilichurlian’ would be a good place to start?”

you let out a playful scoff in return. “hey, i’ve actually been learning some pretty useful stuff there! it might even save my life one day,” you argue in defense as the two you start to walk past the city gates, “and you know, if klee were here she would at least try to be interested in my choice of book.”

“but she isn’t,” albedo chuckles once more, closing the book that he then bumps against your head before placing it back into your hands, “speaking of klee, she’s been missing you a lot lately. i would have brought her with me today, but she’s been put into solitary confinement for the remainder of the afternoon…”

“aww, i’ve been missing seeing her adorable little face too.” you frown, pondering for a moment until your face brightens up once more. “ah! how about we go see her after our trip to windrise? we can even bring her some crystal flies in a jar as a little gift for her too!”

albedo gaze softens, nodding to you with a smile that’s as warm as the sun. “sounds like a plan.”

───── ⑅ ♡ ⑅ ─────

( # ) MIXTAPE 02: CYNO’S “STARRY SKIES OF THE DESERT” PLAYLIST

❝ additional info: w.c 800 ⸝⸝ in which you go on a relaxing camping trip with tighnari, collei and your lover, cyno . . .

days in the avidya forest were nothing short of idyllic and peaceful, and while the general mahamatra likes to believe that a part of that is thanks to his continued efforts of keeping order and justice throughout the region of sumeru, he knows a greater part of that effort is thanks to the forest rangers residing in gandharva ville.

he hasn’t had a single rough day there.

still, due to how busy the workload can be as general for the akademiya, cyno often doesn’t have the pleasure of relishing in the wondrous sights of the city or hidden oases of the desert. his full and undivided attention must focus on pressing matters that may be at hand, which he feels is quite the shame at times — especially when he stumbles upon friends when out and about on patrol or heading to investigate something. at most, all he can manage to offer is a light wave or friendly smile before continuing onwards.

but on days where he is free to unwind and lay to rest his great polearm of the scarlet sands, cyno finds himself spending most of that time within the avidya forest — much like today.

“we’re back!” collei happily announces, carrying with her two fishing poles whilst you hold on to a weaved basket that is filled with several fish – the stench too unbearable it causes your nose to scrunch up in displeasure.

wanting to make the most of cyno’s day off from his duties as general mahamatra, tighnari suggested you all go camping together. upon hearing his suggestion, you and collei instantly jumped at the idea, rambling on and on about all the fun things you could do leading up to the fateful day of the trip. on the day of, the four of you would venture off into the forest, eventually stumbling upon on an area near a lake and waterfall that you all mutually agreed to set up camp at.

tighnari would announce the list of things needed to do that everyone split amongst each other equally with cyno completing most of his tasks alongside you. lately, he’s not been able to see you as often as he would like and therefore sought to spend more time in your comforting presence whilst he has the chance to do so, making your heart flutter with content.

at one point, cyno offered to handle catching fish that you all would eat for dinner later in the evening, but you were quick to shoot him down. you earnestly directed him to simply sit and relax for the day and that you and collei could handle the task of fishing yourselves, which he reluctantly agreed upon. suffice to say, it proved to be quite the arduous challenge.

within seconds you’re setting the basket down, exhaling a huge breath of relief. “i forgot how horrible the smell of raw fish got when you leave them out for too long…” you muttered, your complaints coaxing a small chorus of chuckles from the two males seated on the ground: a deck of tcg cards sprawled about on the grass. cyno must’ve convinced tighnari to join him in a game while you and collei were busy fishing.

“but overall, i would say it was quite the success! we even managed to catch more than we expected.”

“yea! although…[name] definitely did most of the heavy work here, i kind of just flailed about each time we got a catch.” collei comments with a sheepish smile as cyno and tighnari stand to examine the fish that were caught in the basket.

however, you were quick to jump at the opportunity to reassure her. “nonsense collei, you did your part too!” you said, “we wouldn’t have been able to catch a lot of these fish if you hadn’t been so attentive the whole time, so don’t worry! you were just as important here as i was.”

cyno hums in agreement. “hm, i agree. nice job you two.” he then makes his way over to your side and you're half-expecting him to quip a joke or two into your ear but that moment never comes to pass. instead, he places his hand on your shoulder and pulls you closer to him to plant a small chaste kiss on your cheek that instantly renders you speechless.

an indirect way of congratulating you for your successful endeavors and also as a small, yet affectionate token of his appreciation towards you, one he hopes reaches your heart.

“i’ll go collect some firewood to get the campfire started. be back in a bit.” and with that, he disappears into the forest, leaving you a flustered mess as collei puts a hand over her mouth to stifle her giggle. tighnari meanwhile, rolls his eyes in amusement.

“well isn’t he a charmer?”

“tighnari!”

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ʚїɞ · OldBookSmellic

𖧧... a gender related to the smell old books have when you open them!

day 4 of this coining event!

✿⊱ tagging · @accessmogai

[kusanalogy]

Sing for me?

Characters: ganyu and xiao x immortal!reader but it isnt that emphasized

a/n: for the sweet and spice event hosted by @bluexiao and @anantaru! First time participating in an event officially, was pretty fun tbh.

Word count: 900+ (IM SORRY XIAOOO I COULDNT THINK OF HOW TO MAKE IT LONGER SO HIS ISNT AS MUCH AS GANYUS 😭)

Warnings: reader has longer hair on ganyus, because she braids it. Lmk if i missed anything! I'll edit it

Main event post, scroll down for the m.list (support the rest of the creators!! just a reminder that theres a nsfw mlist so minors like me yeah stay away if they havent warned you enough 🥰)

Ganyu

ganyu who'd lay on your lap after a lengthy day, wanting your familiar comfort before heading off to rest.

You both watched the birds fly from the mountains, off to who knows where. While ganyu observed one take off, she noticed 2 rare glaze lillies right where the bird was.

"y/n.. Look at those glaze lillies!" Ganyu points out

You look to where she was pointing to "Oh wow! Thats rare in these areas. Cmon, lets take a look."

Ganyu follows your steps to the ancient flower. Once she sat by it, the half-qilin hummed a tune to it. Glaze lillies are known to read human- or immortals hearts. If the atmosphere is happy, the sound of music is lively, the glaze lily will open. If they aren't, and the surrondings are full of negative thoughts, the flower will wither away. It can listen to peoples singing aswell! Which is why ganyu wanted to experiment with it

Her voice was a gentle tone, a tone that calmed your senses. You closed your eyes to focus, and opened them again once she had stopped.

Ganyu touched a petal of the glaze lily, inspecting it to see if there was any effect. "Im not the best at singing, b-but i'd like to know what you thought!"

"It was great ganyu," You put your hand on hers and smiled "Your singing voice is notably clear."

Her cheeks went red after hearing such compliment "Thank you.. Ah! Look at the glaze lily on the left."

Your attention transfered to that flower, and because it listened to ganyu's sining, it bloomed.

"These flowers never fail to amaze me. I've heard that the geo archon is fond of this flower too. Dont you agree?" You say to- wait.

No reply?

"Ganyu?" You turn your head to the blue-haired adeptus behind you, and you didnt notice that she was starting to braid your hair

"Hold on y/n. I got an idea. Stay still while i braid your hair, if you'd let me." She says as she slightly combs your hair with her hands, to make it easier to braid.

࿙֒͜࿚࿙࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙࿚࿙֒͜࿚ ⪩ 𖧧 ⪨ ࿙֒͜࿚࿙࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙࿚࿙֒͜࿚

"...anddd finished!" She ties the end of the braid "I dont have a mirror with me right now, but theres a clear pond nearby?"

You walk to the pond and look at your braided hair in multiple angles, and back to ganyu

"You're doing so well today ganyu! If i could keep this on until tomorrow i would. But then it would get messy.."

She didnt come up with a proper reply, but instead nodded. Not long after, she picks herself up and slightly shakes your hand, like a signal to get up. So you proceed and go back to the two glaze lilies.

She places her hand on your cheek, picks up the same left glaze lily that bloomed from its stem and puts it on your braid.

"Perfect! But... I have one more request." Ganyu shyly states, then continues

"Sing for me? Could you make the other glaze lily bloom?"

"As you wish."

Xiao

no, reader isnt venti 😇‼ I hope it isnt too similar to xiao and ventis connection bc i swear it wasnt meant to be like it

xiao who'd watch you from afar, not wanting to disturb you. Listening to your quiet hums as you rest by a tree. You both havent seen eachother in awhile, So he was cautious for no reason.

Oh, your body looked so delicate. Your hair reflecting the rays of sunlight that went through the leaves of the said tree, the gentle movements of your hands.. and your lips. Those precious lips. All he wanted to do was to put them right on his.

He comes closer, I mean, its you anyways.

He remembered a time where the both of you used to talk to eachother a lot, and for a long time. "Them just accompanying me used to be a weekly thing.. but y/n had become a bit busy. It wouldnt hurt to approach them again?"

"Xiao. I missed you! What brings you here?" You ask, smiling. You recognize the sound of his footsteps, since you know he'd rather not chat much.

You miss him? "..Greetings, y/n."

Your bored mind thinks "Come here, i'd like to... Hold ur hand..."

"What?" Xiao thinks that something has gotten into you. You werent this direct with words before, right?

You hold your hands together and raise it to him, practically begging "Please~? For the love of rex lapis??"

"Fine."

"Yay!!" You instantly brighten up and playfully hold his hand, then placing your now intertwined hands on the grass. Putting your head on his shoulder, you hum a familiar tune to calm his senses. That gradually turns into you singing softly- with lyrics now. A song inspired by a liyuen legend, the adepti. Which included the person sitting right beside you!

Oh how he adored it. Once you start its like he wants it to never end.

࿙֒͜࿚࿙࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙࿚࿙֒͜࿚ ⪩ 𖧧 ⪨ ࿙֒͜࿚࿙࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙࿚࿙֒͜࿚

When you finished, xiao couldnt help but want more. Did he have to ask? How embarrasing... well

"...Sing for me." He whispered, barely audible.

But you felt him shift places "Come again? I couldnt hear properly"

"Sing for me?" He said a bit louder, but could still be considered a whisper to a normal person

"Moreeee?"

"..."

Oh- he doesnt wanna. Better try to change it then? "why am i not as comfortable with him like before? Was it because of the time i was away?" your thoughts were so messy...

"...If you dont want thats alright! I'll sing anyways"

How could you be so understanding? Its almost like you can read right through his mind.

How does love do that? you both think about that everyday.. theres not really a "real answer" to that, right?

"No no," Xiao clears his throat "Sing for me?"

[romantify]

just a little smth i came up during a challenge with a friend??

desperately need advice, i want to become a fanfiction writer LMAOO.. (please) not proof-read! "I knew tarot cards were bullshit but whatever that was in there confirmed my thoughts.." Raines words entered one ear and out the other, Hana bouncing with energy. She knew she shouldn't have let her girlfriend pre-game before a big event but she couldn't say no to the all familiar face Hana would give her when she wanted something. She let out a breath she was holding, the awful smell of Pumpkin spice leaving her nostrils. The overly-excited and intoxicated girl quickened her pace, occasionally squeezing Raines hand every few seconds to remind herself that she was still there. She came to a sudden stop, turning around in a swift movement. "Sunshine," Hana called, licking her bottom lip. "That was so exciting! You've got to stop letting silly little cards ruin your mood.." She frowned up to the other, cupping her cheeks. Raine could see the dilated pupils of her lover, biting the inside of her cheek. Hana was right, they were just cards. Nothing serious, right? 𖧧 At least that was what Raine so desperately wanted to believe. After she let the same 'silly little cards' as her girlfriend claimed, read their fate, she started noticing minor things she normally wouldn't have. Everything pissed her off, including the one person she swore she could never hate. Raine usually would push things to the back of her mind until she forgot but this time it was different. She adored her girlfriend, of course she did. So why did her loving gaze slowly disappear at things she used to love about Hana? In the morning when her girlfriend cuddled her while sleeping on her chest, in the afternoon where her girlfriend had taken the previous two hours to get ready only to go on a run, in the evening where the same girl wore her cute apron and bopped her head along to the music, and at night when they'd settle down and cuddle, watching their usual comfort show. Where'd it go? To relieve stress, Raine liked staring up at the stars, making an image in her mind as she connected all of the stars into whatever her mind wanted, a soft smile resting on her face. Now its nothing but the same frustrated expression, silently cursing out every god above. As if things couldn't possibly get worse, Raine could've sworn she saw the stars made a shape themselves that night without any help of her imagination, spelling out a 'fuck you' and worsening her mood. "Yeah right.." She mumbled, leaning against the railing of her balcony. A second later, the phone underneath her chest lit up, a bright blue screen painting her skin the same color. A glance down, she saw the wallpaper of her and the girl she had been so confused about for the past two weeks. With a head tilt, she unlocked her phone only to see a message. 'Hi baby!!' 'Are you awake? ;)' 'Attachment: File'

The black haired girl contemplated opening the message, glancing back up to the stars. Seeing the same words, she grunted and turned her attention back to her phone. Raine clicked on the messages, her eyes widening. It was a picture of her girlfriend standing in front of the mirror, in those tiny pink and white shorts she got the other for their anniversary while her upper-half was completely naked. What was she supposed to do now? Fuck, Hana looked as beautiful as ever. The girl couldn't decide what to say, turning off her phone and plopping on the sunchair behind her. Letting out a sexually frustrated breath, she gave a smug smirk to the sky as if she was bragging and stuck out her middle finger like an immature child. 'I see you aren't responding...' 'Goodnight, Sunshine. Hope it made you feel better <3' 𖧧 Unknowingly, on the other side of the phone, Hana had her knees up to her bare chest. The blonde girls eyes were puffy from the hours crying, clutching onto her phone and feeling the coldness from the necklace swinging low in between her breasts. She doesn't know what happened, thinking a picture would cheer her lover up. She had been terribly wrong, the photo only making her more stressed. If she was the same girl Raine met two years ago, she would've already pulled out all of her hair from being left on read. But that's just what type of person Raine was, she changed Hana for the better. All those loving touches and kisses from the girl made her feel loved, wanted. Hana always craved that type of attention and she was afraid to lose it. All those late night conversations they had which made them both almost fail their senior year, she cherished every moment. With shaky movements, she grabbed onto her necklace and held onto it tightly. Shallow and panicked breaths, she accidentally ripped the necklace from her neck. Hana's eyes widened, her shaking becoming visibly worse. It felt like she had just destroyed something that could never be replaced. She didn't care if there were replicas. The necklace was a gift from Raine on their first date, she'd won it from a carnival game. Hana remembers that day. She remembers the look on Raines face when she won her something. She remembers lifting her hair, feeling the movement of the girl to get behind her, the touches to her skin making her neck hairs stand and the tips of her ears burn pink. She remembers it all. There could be millions of replicas of the necklace but it'd never the exact same one, the one she wore when Hana swore to herself she'd never take it off as long as she lived.

"No, no.." Small and stifled sobs could be heard, the steel necklace in her palm. The silver coat had faded off all these years ago but she didn't care. At the end of the night, her skin would be a soft shade of green where the necklace rested but she never cared. It was a present from Raine and she'd always hold it dear to her. Hana stretched out her legs, looking at the jewelry through her blurry eyes. She closed her palm and shut her eyes tightly, holding the necklace up to her chest. The necklace was broke, unable to be fixed. Just like their relationship. !! This isn't planned to be finished but my friend gave me a little prompt to strengthen my writing skills. It's all scattered and leaves a huge cliffhanger but I wanted to post it and possibly get advice on what I could've done better?

[seiwas]

do you? ᡣ𐭩 sel. (she). twenties. eighteen plus. jujutsu kaisen, haikyuu, boku no hero academia. hajime lover.

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day 4: your favourite queer ship OR : your favourite trans headcanon

✮ Kagamine Rin and Len Matching Trans Icons !!

// for? - @lavendergalactic’s pride week event !!𖧧. ࣪ NO ship tags Credit if using, reblogs are appreciated !!

[aphriee]

𖧧  .  ⌗ 10

There’s something rather ironic about shouting into the darkness. The feeling of wanting to be heard but hating being heard. There nothing worse than people acting like standing on eggshells if they found out. But what will they find out? That I’m being dramatic? That’s there’s nothing wrong with me because let’s be honest everyone has tried to kill themselves at least once. I’m hardly special in any regards, I know that I’m mediocre at best and boring at worst. Even when it comes to my thoughts and events death. I shall live mediocre and I shall die mediocre. If a tree falls in forest but there’s no one around to see it, does it really fall?

[xiaophobic]

‧₊˚.𖧧. CLOSING HOUR!

including! — diluc/reader <3

genre/warnings! — fluff, GOOD ENDING, mutual pining, semi-long fic (?), mentions/descriptions of alcohol, ragnvindr brothers! they’re reconciled and happy, they/them pronouns used, idiots in love? like a little bit diluc is more of the idiot though LOL, event submission! [ @starglitterz ] thank you so much for letting me participate quill !!! (also to be edited bc omg i went overboard)

༉‧₊˚. SYNOPSIS! — in which kaeya is a victim of your blossoming love, and effectively becomes your destined matchmaker. you better thank him in your wedding vows.

“i always knew you had a few screws loose,” diluc’s eye twitches at his brother’s words, already irked by what this sentence could lead to.

“but to be so blind? archons, diluc, you’re even more helpless than i thought.”

the urge to chuck the wine he’s pouring at kaeya’s head becomes more enticing by the second. (he almost chuckles to himself at how his mind echoes that it’d be a waste of an expensive bottle.) and yet, kaeya simply smirks as he seethes, swirling his own glass in knowing silence.

your image flashes behind diluc’s eyes while he contemplates a response. you weave yourself into every untouched corner of his heart, peeking around dusty walkways and pulling out things he was sure were lost long ago. your veins are littered with stardust and your words string out like melodies he knows well but can’t name, and his imagination does not do you justice.

why is he reciting such elaborate fantasies? well, because it’s been approximately three minutes since you’ve walked out the doors of angel’s share and he thinks he might’ve fallen in love just a bit more. you didn’t stay long, but when he’d handed you your glass you held onto his hand. he’d sputtered and almost dropped it and the way you laughed at his fluster prompted him to start plucking petals off daisies.

he tightens his jaw as he sets the clean glass down, pushing up the sleeves of his loose dress shirt with annoyed dexterity. a glance to his peripheral confirms the remaining patrons lazing around, all normal except for the absence of the swindling bard. now left alone to face kaeya’s mockery; he wished you stayed longer, possible embarrassment aside.

“get out of my bar,” real laughter bubbles out of kaeya’s throat, rising in octave when diluc has the nerve to ask what was so funny.

“please, you know you can’t get rid of me,” hm, just how expensive was that bottle again? “i genuinely can’t tell if you truly think there’s nothing there.”

“there…isn’t.” reluctance laces itself within his tone. “they’re just polite, kaeya. and frankly, i’m tired of you peering into my love life.”

“well, someone certainly has to do it.”

smoothing his hand down his face, he almost laughs behind his hand at how quick his remark was. drunkards and the like begin the stumble out of the establishment, the brothers’ conversation having lasted longer than anticipated. diluc diverts his gaze to the hanging clock, seeing how closing hour is just about there.

“you need to stop doing this to yourself, diluc,” kaeya’s voice brings them both back. the translucent yellow of his wine is swirled once more before he quickly downs the rest, handing his glass back and standing to take his leave.

“you deserve it, y’know?”

an appreciative look from diluc is all he needs to know he got through, at least somewhat. bids of safety and good nights are exchanged, yet kaeya steps out right into another predicament.

“something told me you were out here.”

you groan, head hitting the outside wall of the tavern in all your lovesick defeat. the night sky has spent its time taunting you out here, all those bright little clusters twinkling in pairs of their own.

everything down to the way his head rose when you’d first walked in, down to how he appeared to even pour your drink differently is what’s had you so stagnant just outside his doors. as much as the owner inside was mulling over this, kaeya would almost say you’re worse.

“you both are two sides of the same awful coin, might i say. i’m surprised i’m not tired of this yet.” he leans right next to you, arms crossed with a very slight buzz from the alcohol.

“are you sure he…” you start, ignoring his teasing and exposing your vulnerability. he fake yawns, nudging your shoulders off the leverage of the wall and pushing you towards the front doors. it fascinates him how two individuals can be so oblivious. when his brother is suddenly in a committed relationship in the morning, he hopes to remember how he’s the origin of it.

“if i embarrass myself, kaeya, i’m going to make you see stars.”

“i’m too drunk for your threats.” a supportive squeeze to your bicep and his matchmaking is done for the night.

breathing in, you push through the doors which now seem impossibly heavy. diluc hardens his gaze as he peers up, under the impression someone other than the one occupying his every thought has walked in. he hates admitting when kaeya is right, but his face immediately softens when he sees that it’s you, and that pang of his voice echoing an obnoxious “told you so” is entirely too apparent right now.

keep face, he thinks.

“you shouldn’t be here, it’s past—”

you hop over the bar and shush him with what’s been long awaited. finally, months of idiotic pining conquered by one leap of faith. he stumbles backwards against the bar, using your body as leverage as his hands find your hips and he steadies his footing. it’s experimental at first, testing to see if he’s objecting. however, when you slightly reel back his hold increases in strength, and somehow you’re the one seeing stars. his breath lapses when you smile, the thrill of his lips on yours being so much more than enough.

thank you so much for reading !!! stay safe & ily <3

[mwahkazu]

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( # ) MIXTAPE O1: LYNEY’S “MON AMOUR PLAYLIST”

❝ songs included: ditto - newjeans ⸝⸝⸝ miss americana and the heartbreak prince - taylor swift ⸝⸝⸝ we fell in love in october - girl in red

very cozy autumn-like vibes from ya’ll lemme just say // staying indoors on particularly chilly days and baking or cooking together // bf lyney who always insist on helping out in the kitchen // the type to throw flour at you just to mess around // the kitchen is a MESS afterwards but he’ll help clean dw // secret late night rendezvous’ together hehe // strolling through the park or riding a bike together // “my hands are cold” “i can help with that” proceeds to grab your hand and kiss it- // wants to know about your interests!! oh you like to draw? he wants you to teach him // oh did i mention you guys have a cat?

( # ) MIXTAPE 02: XIAO’S “SWEET DREAMS PLAYLIST”

❝ songs included: only - leehi ⸝⸝⸝ star - colde ⸝⸝⸝ apocalypse - cigarettes after sex

eclipse and moon dynamic with you two ( or star x moon! ) // bf xiao who will gladly read books with you // if you recommend him one he may not show that he’s interested in it but you’ll find him reading it for the next few days // will say he isn’t really good at baking but if you offer to do it alongside him…well he can’t no to you can he? // man’s has a weak spot for you fr // very attentive of your needs and such // can’t sleep? he’ll keep you company or try to help you // oh your shoes untied? it’s okay he’s got it // you both like to go out on the rooftop or somewhere where there’s no light pollution and stargaze together // you’ll be too distracted admiring the night sky to even notice how he’s looking at you like you’re his world ( which you are ) // that one cliche “it’s so beautiful!” “yea…it is..”

all photos are taken from pinterest and edited by me!

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ʚїɞ · ParadiseKitHyper

𖧧... a gender related to being a hyper kitty cat that LOVES Ultra Paradise Monster!

day 1 of this coining event!

✿⊱ tagging · @accessmogai

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Honey, you could make Violet Baudelaire icons (A Series of Unfortunate Events), pleaseee? 💜

ꉂ🕷ʾ ִֶָ𖧧.៹ 𓂃 𝗖𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗸𝆺𝅥𝆹𝅥𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾˖ ᝰ ꫂꯥ ꯣ

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day 2: A character that's you (in any way, shape, or form) or your favorite character(s)

✮ Red, Blue, & Green Layout !!

for @dollicous’ 100+ event !! credit if using, reblogs are appreciated !! psd: ourple by directorelio !!

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day 1: A duo, trio, or group that's your favorite color combo(s) or a character that's your favorite color(s)

✮ Acerola Rentry Graphics!!

for @dollicous’s 100+ event !! credit if using, reblogs are appreciated !! psd: galactic daydreams by otoripink !!