#❄ sms

[holyeverest]

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[starllit]

dialect and cherished memories with raheica pls ...

ah yes the most sane raheica fan ever

✰︴todays burning question!

dialect ୧ ‧₊˚ what are ur fﾉo’s love languages ? physical touch, words of affirmation ? acts of service ? gift giving ? quality touch ? do u two have ur own little way of showing love to one another ?

— chosen light ✦ : (👹❄)

✰︴the star's response!

rahu : acts of service, physical affection, quality time

eica : physical affection, words of affirmation, giving gifts

cherished memories ୧ ‧₊˚ moments have the tendency to sear themselves into one's mind. are there any particularly fond memories u share with ur fﾉo that stand out among the rest ?

✰︴the star's response!

one of them was how they met which was by accident but also not, rahu was assigned to guard eica and met her when the chief was in a mission. but the one that stands out most if when they confessed their love under the rain, who needs umbrellas when you have kisses!!

✩︴your questions have been answered. the light dims out, light it again soon!

[namastekringle]

❛ &. ┊     ❄     there is little nick wouldn't enjoy doing with susana. she's kind, one of the most compassionate people he's ever met here in the real world, and he admires her for all of that. ❝ wow, ❞ nick says for the eigth time, as they stand below the eighth christmas display they've come across, decorated to the nines in the shop window. ❝ i mean . . . wow - ❞ he gestures to the toy train inside with his half drank cup of hot chocolate - his third one of the day. ❝ this one has to be my favorite, ❞ they've all been his favorites, but he can't help how much he loves christmas lights. @movemnt.

[auberich]

If I hypothetically am setting up a new blog what then

[zorkaya-moved]

@volfinas and i really sat down and went 'lucilius created lucifer to be the perfect version of himself, morael as the copy of himself (mirror) and belial as his rebellion (cue the serpent)' and I'll never be the same.

[t4tdanvis]

i really like this picrew (https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/1519418) so i made a bunch of my mystreet designs in it :>

in order:

dante (he/him), gene (any pronouns), travis (he/they/it/any)

vylad (he/they), zenix (it/death/gore/any), sasha (she/it/they)

aphmau (she/it/mew), katelyn (she/her but doesnt mind any), nana (it/she)

nicole (they/xe/she/he), garroth (she/he, no preference), zane (she/he/ve/it)

michi (they/she), kim (any pronouns), ivy (he/him)

[kazooms]

Just gonna dump this here because I find it hilarious 💀💀

[starllit]

MY LOVES...MY LOVELYS....MY DEARESTS...

[namastekringle]

once upon a time,   there was a prince that did not want to be king. he was so terrified of the idea, in fact, that he ran away from his kingdom. riding away on his trusty steed, the prince found shelter in the woods many miles from his home, hoping to start a new life. but what will happen to the kingdom without a ruler . . . ?

[resolvebound]

When she teased the idea that he might ever want to get into medicine, it was her tone more than the words themselves brought a smile to his lips, an amused sound leaving him on a breath. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

He found himself wishing he could carry her a different way, so that he might see the expression that came with her words. But there was nothing to read into about that, right? It was normal to want to see the face of someone you were talking to. It had nothing to do with the fact she was pretty or that he hoped to see her smile. Nothing to do with that at all, nope.

He mentally shook himself and attempted to refocus on the path before him and any potential dangers. If anything were to suddenly emerge, brought out by the oncoming snowstorm, and attack them both, he needed to be ready to act. Still, even with such a serious thought stirring in his mind, he found his attention drawn to Evergreen as she carefully shifted and dug through her bag.

Despite his own bad luck (and perhaps at times, bad attitude) with mcls, he had to admit they were a handy invention, particularly, he imagined, for teams or close friends. The device allowed messages to be sent instantaneously, affording people the ability to communicate important information, like whether or not they would not be home soon due to being caught up in a snowstorm in a former guildmate’s house. Normal things like that.

Tempting as it was to try peek at her screen, he determinedly kept his eyes ahead. Her mcl was her business, and he wouldn’t let his curiosity disrespect that. His own mcl was in his pocket…or was it? The image of it sitting on the coffee table came to mind and he inwardly cursed. He really needed to get better at taking it with him, just in case. Sighing a little, he was grateful for the distraction that came from Evergreen speaking again. Amused, he rolled his eyes at her mention of her friends being happy that she was alright and he almost said, yeah, somehow I think you’re right. He merely nodded in response instead, attempting to suppress a yawn himself, and cast his eyes around as she commented on the area around them. He wondered if his own familiarity with the place had dulled him to its beauty.

“Yeah,” he agreed, “it’s peaceful.”

Of course, to the villagers, it hadn’t always been so peaceful, and their disturbed peace was what had fatefully led him to acquire his cabin in the first place. Since then, he’d done what he could to keep the surroundings safe for them. As for the air…others might have thought her remark odd, and might have thought commenting on the coldness of the air might have been more…typical. But he knew.

Before past battles and memories of suffering could come too close to the surface for either of them, he raised a hand to indicate a large, muddied area off to the side. “And if you look to your left, you can behold the famous preferred puddle of one Miss Muddy.”

His dog had never been able to resist jumping into the dirtied water, making him wonder if it was the mud she loved or the inevitable bath that followed after. The thought of her brought him a smile. Sharing his cabin with someone (even if that someone was a dog) had been…nice. The thought brought him belated awareness that in just a few minutes, Evergreen would be entering his home. His steps didn’t falter, yet he couldn’t deny his pulse jumped as if he’d stumbled.

Their destination drew nearer, and although he was relieved to have beaten the storm home, his nerves were on edge. His cabin was his home now, there were echoes of himself throughout it, and bringing anyone inside it felt rather too much like letting them inside his soul. But that was just being dramatic, and besides, he’d been inside her home before too (a home shared with others, true, but it was still personal). This would just make them even, right?

“Well…” he said, clearing his throat slightly, “Here we are.” Home, sweet home.

He took the small steps up onto the porch, careful not to bump or jostle Evergreen as he did so, then unlocked the front door with an ice-make key. Conscious of the floors inside, he wiped his feet on the Un-Welcome mat (an amusing find of Cana’s that read ‘Go Away’) and then headed inside. An excited bark greeted him before a brown and white canine scrambled over to them.

Gray smiled instantly, “There’s my girl. Told you I’d be back soon, didn’t I? Now, go sit.”

Muddy wiggled like a worm in the dirt, happy to have company once again. At Gray’s gesture, she made her way to her basket and carefully climbed in. With her out of the way, he moved further inside to allow room for Evergreen to find her own feet again.

He almost pointed to the armchair and told her to sit and rest, but she was not a dog. Instead, he rubbed the back of his neck to dispel any awkwardness. “Uh…make yourself comfortable I guess. I’ll get the fire going again.”

carena smiled---in a rather mischievous manner. there was, she supposed, a reason why she was so often associated with foxes; she, too, could be rather sly and cunning. and sometimes, she could be quite playful. how playful she felt right now, exactly, was a question she did not quite feel the need to answer, but there was some degree of playfulness in her voice as she spoke. '' you never know, gray, '' she said as she idly observed the landscape she was being carried through, '' if you ever want to get into the medical field, you might want me to give you a glowing review. ''

this, of course, seemed like a rather unlikely scenario, but she did like to entertain those, now and then. it helped with creativity, she found. and while creativity was not a make it or break it criteria when it came to light magic, she had creative hobbies. true, she had not had much time to engage in those hobbies since the war had happened, but once everything had fully calmed down (she did not believe that things could ever go back to normal), she would be able to do things for fun again. she missed working with both clay and fabric. it had always been a soothing sensation to create something. perhaps, if she was lucky, her fabric order would have arrived by the time she got back to magnolia and she would finally be able to replace the curtains in her room. and if she was very lucky, there might just be enough leftover fabric to add to the quilt she was making for lisanna. the surprise quilt.

still lost in thought, she almost missed his remark, but then again, she was very good at waking from any reverie at the mention of names that belonged to people she cared about. it was, after all, how she tended to pick up on gossip about herself and others. “Hey, do you need to let Laxus or someone know where you are and that you’re alright?” it was a good point that gray was making there. it was not usual that she did not make it back home by the time her team expected her, and just like she tended to worry if one of her boys was not back by the time they had said they would return, she knew that they would worry as well. this, too, was an aspect of love: wanting to know that the people one cared about were safe and sound.

thus, carena nodded slowly as she rummaged around her bag. how her bag had survived relatively unharmed was nothing short of a miracle to her, but it was a miracle she would not question. instead, she retrieved her mcl and unlocked it before smiling briefly at the picture she had chosen as her home screen---the marvellous sight of a sunrise above the silver and golden roofs in a small city in midi where she had once wound up in after a magical mishap that no one was to blame for, really. maybe she should return there, as a vacation. when all the stress of the recent times was in the past, perhaps.

opening the team group chat (which still had the same name as it had had in the morning which told her that likely, bix had been too busy with his own job to think of a new name), she smiled a bit at the wonderfully mundane conversation that had happened while she had been handling her job---freed and laxus were still debating the same topic that had had them in a choke-hold for two days now, it seemed, the grand question of how much money was too much money for good kitchen knives and other related appliances. '' i think laxus and the other two will be happy to know i am all right, '' she said with a badly suppressed yawn. by definition, she was not exactly all right, but there was no point in stressing her teammates out; she was too far away from them for their worry to be helpful to anyone. it would only mean stress and she did not want that.

lifting her gaze from the screen to take in her surroundings, she smiled a bit. '' it looks very peaceful here, '' she said calmly. '' very picturesque. and the air seems rather clean, too. ''

she had never been the type of person to care much about air quality beyond what was what she would label as normal, but then, tempesta had happened. tempesta had happened, and some days, breathing was difficult still despite the amount of time had passed. despite all the medical treatment she had received. apparently, or so healers tended to assure her, it just needed more time.

[zorkaya-moved]

You see this? You see this beauty, my friends? 'Cuz I do, and I keep crying my eyes out over how gorgeous and pretty this is. Before my life went straight to Hell, I got an amazing opportunity to commission @demonxserin for new graphics for this blog (once again because I love Serin's work). I'm blessed to now show you the fruits of Serin's labor for Miss Zarina as this was everything I've ever wanted and asked Serin to include in this gorgeous set.

I want to thank Serin for listening to my specifics and adjusting to my wishes. Without her generous and understanding nature, I don't think anyone would bear with my instructions and my inquiries about these beauties. I love, love, love how everything came out, and I'm so happy that I can show it off to y'all. I want to dive into some important parts of this set before hiding all the gorgeous banners and everything to show you off.

The black and golden color scheme is smth I've used for Zarina before. I just love it. But I also wanted to include some white/silver into this as well because it's another essential color for Zarina.

Moon symbolism continues to reign supreme on this set, thanks to Serin's amazing way of working this out into the whole set. Zarina is the Moon, never the sun.

Lilies are one of her favorite flowers, but they feed into 2 themes: Zarina's faux divine symbolism and they are the flowers that you may bring to funerals, thus connected to Death, which is another important theme going around Zarina.

Snowflakes!! SNOWFLAKES!!! THEY'RE STILL HERE!! LETS GOO!!! Ice Empress reigns supreme.

Now let's see the beautiful fruits of Serin's labor because I gotta show 'em off and cry and scream and just kick my feet in the air because I'm so happy. First, the thread divine and then banners under read more. :3

[fox-buried-in-dandelions]

throws canon nyxmir content at you. runs away.

[t4tdanvis]

Character Opinion Bingo: Vylad?

im so normal about vylad hahahahahaha trust me

[starllit]

GOD SPEEEEEED

mmm...long bacon enjoyers..

EVERYONE!!! QUICKLY!!!

MAKE YOU AND YOUR F/O KISS!!!

me and Tim :3

[nothingsure127]

our teen dad hoon from:

🍃unplanned journey🍃

-🍃❄🍃

Baby Pudding🍮 is upset with papa:'(

Eomma sent:🍡(like father like son)

Baby Pudding's papa is also a pudding by himself puii🍮🍥:'

{Thankss who are coming supporting this story/fangic until now, ily'all sm :'💚 lets see what happens in Sunghoon's 🍃unplanned journey🍃 in future. in chap 7 we will get a new character "You" I mean sunghoon x reader finally thanks for your patience wait. We are in present days, do reblog & note}

[fasolabean]

Hello everyone!! Thank you sm for all the yarnrijä love yesterday, I'm still shocked about the reaction omg 😭💚 I decided to share some details about him <3

Yarnrijä is about 35 cms tall! His body type was originally inspired by this pattern but I have made some changes to it, so the body is now quite different!

From the beginning I planned for him to be able to change clothes. The only thing that is permanent are his grey boxers, ofc inspired by the iconic boxers that peek out above the real one's pants 🫣

People have pointed out his scars and yes!!! I've embroidered them, they're very important to me 😭💚 all his details are embroidered and then some are reinforced by super glue (mostly the details around his tattoo and his facial hair). (And yes i also gave him a belly button, i couldn't help myself!!!)

His first outfit is of course the iconic green bolero paired with spiky pants and flame boots 💚🔥

The second outfit that was supposed to be made was either gonna be the cropped black jacket or the mic mac suit but...... let's just say something grabbed me by the heart 🤭❄