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[bambisnc]

(u got me confused) u got me so satisfied

situationship!haechan who’s such an enigma; every single thing he does leaves you in complete awe. the way he’s able to enter a room and raise everyone’s spirits, the way he's able to initiate full blown conversations with complete strangers and have them swooning over him in merely seconds – he’s always the center of attention, knows everything about everyone; but somehow still manages to keep his own secrets hidden away..

like you’d be out to eat with a group of friends, and he’d be doing his own thing until he sees mark being a little too friendly with you.. his best friend shouldn’t have his arm around your waist and .. why is he resting his head on your shoulder????? it doesn’t even have to be anything huge – he’d be set off simply by the fact that your attention isn’t on him.

but haechan’s never been one to back down. he’d make it seem like everything’s fine; bide his time with all the calm in the world. when he finally gets you alone though, pulled away from the rest of the people in an alley nearby, you’re in for it.

before you’d even know, he’d have you cornered against the wall. looking up at him in silent question would be totally unhelpful; you’ve been trying to discern what that look in his eyes means ever since you first made his acquaintance at school but all you’ve been able to learn so far is that once they’re on you, you feel an inexplicable rush that never fails to leave your mind reeling.

you’d make some kind of show of checking your phone and mention something about mark having texted asking where the 2 of you were, so you should probably be heading back soon.. subconsciously trying to elicit some kind of a response from him..

..and boy would he give you one.

haechan would lift your chin with his hand, lips on yours so fast that you wouldn't be able to help but let out some kind of a muffled gasp – which he'd obviously take full advantage of, by allowing his tongue to slide in against yours; hasty movements and shared breaths as you loop your arms around his neck because you really wouldn’t want to let go of him.

he would pull himself away first; smirking at the way you’d attempt to chase after his lips almost as if u don't even know you're doing it and would instead shift his focus to your neck; peppering little nips and bites here and there - barely enough to leave an imprint. 

and when you’d whine out something about him being mean he’d just display that signature cocky grin of his because didn’t you say you had to go back to mark a minute ago? so why’re you still here with him?

notes : helo <3 + [m.list] song rec : pado - nct u (hc's highnote got me SPIRALLING.)

𐙚 . regulars : @gyuvxx ⋆

[haniecore]

     won't you give me your light? [ft. p.hn]

-> recap : you also can’t help thinking of another universe.. one in which she’d run after you, through the rain. like a scene from the one of those cheesy rom coms you used to watch with her all the time.

GENRE : <3 TW/CW : secret alt vers ending WC : ~ 0.4k XOXO : here yall go + [series m.list]

“yn-!”

what … ?

“yn you dummy- slow down!!”

as you turn around, you find your utterly soaked body suddenly shielded from the assault of the rain by an umbrella. 

hanni. she ran after you.

“what is wrong with you – why would you ever think it a good idea to just stroll out in this goddamn rain? huh?” 

“i..” you start to defend yourself, “.. just didn’t want you and moka to have to go through this. i’m only one person, i could’ve made my way-”

hanni really doesn’t seem to be listening to you. maybe the echo of the rain pattering on the umbrella is too loud.

she drapes her jacket around you, tugging you closer a tad too harshly. it’s obvious from how she’s acting that she’s pissed.

“..hanni…” 

she merely sighs. 

“hanni.”

her head falls on your shoulder this time. “why do you have to be such an idiot?”

can’t really answer that one, can you? but you’ll still try to make her hear you out, “listen. i wanted you to have it, i promise. i wasn’t being righteous or noble or whatever.

…

why did you come out hanni?”

when she replies, her voice is barely more than a whisper. but somehow you still her hear words envelope you completely.

“because ... how could i not? it’s you. 

… it’s us.

it’s always us.” 

a flashback suddenly reminds you of the “promise” she’d made you swear a grade earlier : that you’ll always be hers. you get it now. that that made her yours just as much.

hanni only looks up after a couple moments of absolutely no response from you.

one single drop trails down your cheek. she kisses it away, softly.

you’re really thankful of how hanni seems to know just what to do without asking any questions. 

questions such as why the rain has made its way to you even while under the shelter or the umbrella. so you don’t ask any either.

(like why for god’s sake did she take so long.)

because this is enough. 

because it’s the two of you. 

you only wrap your arms around her neck and pull her closer. when she returns the embrace, the umbrella drops from her hand.

but neither of you could give a single fuck about that right now.

𐙚 . regulars : none yet! ⋆

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[tottentz]

HOUSE ADVENTAGE .ᐟ ── honkai star rail. ❛ i know you want me, baby ❜ 🗝 ﹢を ˒ㅤ ft. aventurine, dr. ratio, boothill, jing yuan, sunday, jiaoqiu.

𓆩♡𓆪 WARNINGS ! mdni. reader has no pronouns but afab anatomy is used, slight dumbification, unprotected sex, fingering ( boothill ), handjob ( aventurine ), facefucking & hair pulling ( dr. ratio ), facesitting ( jing yuan ), a little bit of spit, kinda possesive sunday, marking ( jiaoqiu ), size difference, begging, orgasm delay, a bit of angst on aventurine's part, as he is a little self-destructive. ♡ˎˊ˗ ֶָ֢⊹𐙚 DESCRIPTION ! their little obsessions with their favorite parts of your body.

mature content ahead + please take care of yourself before proceeding !

𝐢.ㅤ ㅤDR. RATIOㅤㅤ ❛ㅤㅤ your mouth.

your mouth can be both a curse and a blessing.

is just that sometimes you don't stop talking nonsense.

veritas' thumb touches your mouth. you don't speak, don't have to. you part your lips without being asked, letting Veritas inside to press on your tongue. 

"good," you get for your efforts. another chill ripples down your spine. veritas traces your teeth, pressing on the points as if to test their sharpness. and you stay still, holding your mouth open even when veritas pulls his hand back. fingers under your chin. you are tipped up a bit more, then veritas hooks his thumb over your bottom row of teeth and pulls your mouth open wider. 

"you gonna fuck me now?" you ask, try to. does your voice always sounded like that? desperate. you whine before nuzzling into the inside of his thigh.

"no, you haven't deserved it yet" he starts, holding your wrist with his free hand and putting your fingers above his thigh. you know that it means if you want me to stop, tap twice, and it makes heat coil in your belly. "you take what i give you or nothing at all."

you want to roll your eyes at him, but the very second you wrap your lips around him, he has both hands on your head, not moving it, not pushing you down or anything, just resting there. 

he goes slow at first, wanting you to get used with the feeling, you can feel the weight of veritas' gaze. and when you moan, one of your hands still working up and down along veritas' shaft as tears beginning to prickle at the corners of your eyes, his thrusts turn sharp and fast, your jaw aching from how long you had veritas' fat cock in your mouth.

"breathe," he says, watching the way you smirk at him as if you've won some sort of award. he narrows his eyes at you, "you can choke all you want, but your impatience is not going to get you anywhere."

before you can even argue again, he's guiding your lips back on him. just a moment goes by when you feel his hands grip your hair, pulling slightly and following the rhythm of your movements, just putting a bit more force behind them until he finally presses you one last time against his pelvic bone, swirling his hips and stretching out your throat impossibly more around him.

"messy." his sighs echo throughout his empty walls and it causes your eyes to flutter as you try to breathe in through your nose. when you gag, he moans again.

veritas' thrusts begin to turn erratic as he fucks your mouth, a growl erupting out of him on a particularly hard thrust, and you feel so enlightened, nodding dazedly around his cock before pulling off, tilting your head up and dropping your jaw. 

veritas bends down, smiling at your fucked out face, mascara tracked tears, your spit covered chin, and spits right into your waiting mouth.

"thank you.” you say, as always.

𝐢𝐢.ㅤ ㅤSUNDAYㅤㅤ ❛ㅤㅤ your eyes.

he thinks you are pretty, pretty when you smile, pretty when you cry. after all, they say the eyes are the mirror of the soul, and so, he always do his best to fuck you until everything's hazy and blurry with his blatant desire.

sunday just knows how you feel by the way your eyes roll back he palmed the bend of your knee, pressing the joint by your temple as to ease his strife, and he faltered when you sobbed his name, eagerly arching your tremoring pelvis into his own because he had begun to relentlessly hammer a delicate plot that induced your vision to flicker and blurrily haze with spangled glimmers of hot electricity. 

and, for the third time, sunday slows down, hips flush against your ass he can nudge his cockhead right above your sweet spot, missing it on purpose, because he knows what to do to make your eyes prickle with tears as easy.

"always so good for me," sunday groans, a badgering ache numbed your rational thought, swallowing the sensible and only rational portion of your conscious in a sudden pit of longing. "i've broken you in, haven't i?"

"p-please, sunday— please, please, please let me c-come," you sob, as if all would be lost if the climax you'd been chasing mischievously slipped through your quivering fingertips. "w-wanna cum on your cock, please, ah—" ⠀ ⠀ 

wild pulsations rendered his brain to mush and melted his forefront conscious into a haze of silver lining. you gasp, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck and biting at the untouched skin.

"so pretty when you beg," he compliments. he's just as far off as you. ruby red and temple coated with sweat, sunday is flush and trembling under your hold. "does it feel good, love? say it," sunday commands, but you don't understand, can't understand with your mind being in such a pleasurable haze. he fucks up right in the time he pulls you back down by your waist, downright impaling you on his cock. "say you're mine."

"yours," you repeat, and he bites on your lower lip. you have enough of a mind presence to admire his bulging biceps contorting with your weight, and his huge test firm and sweaty from the effort.

"again," his possessive side gets the best of him, admiring all the marks he has left in your neck. "say it again."

"yours, ah!" a moan breaks at the end of the word, sunday's thrusts getting rougher, faster and there's heat pooling down on your lower stomach. "i'm y-yours, all yours, only yours."

"yes, mine," sunday agrees, and sunday thinks you are a vision like this.

you are looking at him like he's an angel, like a devil he's completely consumed by. you are still clad in your clothes, moving up body up and down, docile and pliant on sunday's cock as if you are nothing but a beloved toy.

"mine." he reachs forward to run his hand down your stomach, under your shirt, his touch soft enough to have you brokenly stuttering. 

drawing his name from your lips, you arched further into the bed as the last of your orgasm shook your weak limbs. his name carried significance. the tenor more than just a lovely echo of your rapture.

𝐢𝐢𝐢.ㅤ ㅤJIAOQIU ㅤㅤ ❛ㅤㅤ your breast.

they are just so soft, and all for him to suck, for him to claim.

"i barely moved and you're already falling apart," jiaoqiu tells you, voice strained from effort but still full of fondness, and you feel butterflies dancing in your stomach at the praise. it seems like he wants his orgasm to ebb away. at the look you're giving him, he adds: "wanna cum with you, yeah?." ⠀ ⠀

you mewl at the thought, watching him position himself between your legs again and kissing you slowly. jiaoqiu caresses your cheek with a gentle thumb, other hand tracing a feather-like path down your body. his fingers brush against your nipple, the whine you let out being swallowed by jiaoqiu's greedy mouth, and he sneaks his hand under your shirt just as his kisses fly to your neck.⠀

and then he's sucking. hard.

your hands fly to his hair, cunt throbbing with need when he tongues at the purple hickey, and it's throbbing, pulsating with how hard he sucked.

"jiaoqiu, fuck," you whimper, body oversensitive with all that has been going on, hand coming to pinch your other nipple like he's telling you how much this affects him. "please—"

jiaoqiu bites at it, tongue coming to soothe the pain later, and you're sure the grip you have on his hair must be painful, but he says nothing; only looks more intent on making you moan. he busies himself with sucking hickeys all over the place as one of his hands continues to descend down your body, thumb pressing in a spot by your hips that has your back arching and a desperate whine being pulled out of you.

you feel warm all over, how he always remembers exactly your pleasure point, the place that has your head spinning with pleasure.

"look at you," his fingers brush the underside of your chin, a few of his fingers cupping the base of your neck as to lift your head from you peripheral and bring it to his forefront visual. "grinding against everything. you're quite the needy thing, aren't you?" tilting your head as if examining a newfound discovery, his hips erratically jerk, and the breathless pants from your mouth divulged your own craving.

you're so responsive in both body and voice, jolting with every thrust, arching sharply, legs spasming like you can't take, but he knows you can.

"fuck me, please" you say, beg, euphoria peaked above its horizon, singeing his goosed skin with excited jolts. "please, want you, wanna feel you—"

humming into the feral abundance of the rough brush of his lips, you can't help but arch against jiaoqiu as he twists and pinches the tender skin of your nipples, and your breath hitches at the feel of his mouth brushing your nipple, whining at the feel of his tongue inching closer to your bud. 

"keep it together now," devouring you with a magnetic gape, your hues inundated, drinking in your flustered disposition. "it would be a pity if i stopped now."

"a pity," you repeat stupidly. in your defense, you feel as if your brain is melting.

he smiles, and deliberately ignoring your request, he decides to take the tip into his mouth wholly to suck, pushing the nip to the rough of his mouth while his other hand tends to the other breast. it looks like you'll have to wait a little longer

𝐢𝐯.ㅤ ㅤBOOTHILLㅤㅤ ❛ㅤㅤ your hips.

he is just a little obssessed with the softness of your skin underneath his cold fingers.

he is always reaching out to you in some way, whether is a hand in your thigh or an arm around your waist. especially if it's to keep you from squirming in his grip.

"hah," he states simply, a sound of pleasant surprise, and adds another finger inside. boothill pushes them to the hilt, until his knuckles brush your pelvis. you moan, head thrown back at the sudden, but welcomed intrusion. "acting all nervous around me but this is exactly what ya wanted, aint'cha?"

your teeth clenched but the effort was momentary as mewls of whimpers parted your lips. your hips eagerly bucked into his working hand, desperately aiding him to reach a depth that would cause your eyes to roll, much like they did when his thump began to swipe fast circles over the aroused bud of your clit.

 “forkin’ wet for me, huh? yer gonna sing pretty for me when ya come on my fingers, yeah?” his lips latched onto the skin of your shoulder, and he worked his away along the base until kissing the incision of flesh that dimpled behind your ear. 

you can't even think straight, hips rising off of the bed, but boothill holds your hips with his free hand and pins them down hard you know will leave bruises. your upper body lifts with this, back arching and legs kicking everywhere as you can't stop the loud moans slipping through your lips.

"s’good, isnt it, baby?," he says, licking against your bottom lip as he thrusts his fingers deeper into you, "let me hear you."

he brought his inactive hand to fondle the nipple of your breast, rolling the sensitive bud beneath his fingertips, mindful to place bruising kisses along your neck where deep shapes of his ministrations would be left for you to cover.

"boothill," you groan, rolling your eyes back while rolling your hips forward, hand shooting to his and holding it there, "want your mouth-please."

he chuckles, dipping his head down to give a sharp bite against your nipple, his fingers still curling up into that spot.

"come on my fingers first." he says, floored by how good your voice sounds when you want to get fucked.

you roll your hips forward harder, grinding your clit against his wrist and essentially fucking yourself on his fingers now. he moans against your nipple at the movement, biting down harder as he hears you just above him holding your breath.

"that's it babe, ride it." he encourages, hearing your wet slide against his fingers with each movement of your body.

you shake as it washes through you, feeling his fingers remain in their spot against your little bundle of pleasure inside of you. you feel like you can explode from this alone and he practically forces it out of you, pulling his fingers out and immediately rubbing circles on your clit.

"i've got you," he encourages in a pleasured sigh, watching your body tremble involuntarily as your face contorts to what anyone else would assume is pain.

your heart pounds. your brain is whirring, moving a mile a minute and you feel like you can't breathe. everything, everything is so blurry except for him. whose gripping your skin like you're everything to him. like he needs you, like a lifeline, like he can't let you go.

you both loved it.

𝐯.ㅤ ㅤAVENTURINEㅤㅤ ❛ㅤㅤ your hands.

 aventurine doesn't say i love you often. not when you are alone, not when you fuck.

aventurine likes to pretend that you aren't painfully soft with him, but the truth is that you are, and have been for a while now. you do things like this frequently. you no longer give in to goading or falls for the traps aventurine sets for you.

your hand curl around his dick now, cold against the flushed skin but he doesn't care. he's engrossed admiring your fucked out state. he's always telling you how beautiful you look; sweat drips down your temples and your lips are swollen and so so sweet, cries melodic and high, still not tinged with the usual hoarseness it gets when aventurine abuses of your throat with his cock.

"somebody's made a mess," you hum, and aventurine thinks how dirty it is— the sticky wet feeling of his own release against his shaft, the obscene image of how his erection looks wrapped in your hand— it wrenches a moan out of him, it has him thrusting up into your hand.

his futile attempts did little as to alleviate the prodding knot that prompted him to toss his head against the cotton pillowcase. hasty fondle of himself induced naught a reaction, and he bitterly grumbled before arching his back where he lay, huffs of contempt lengthening until pitiful whimpers had been the only sound.

"you are enjoying this a little too much, friend," aventurine tells you, low and rough. 

"don't you?" your hand caresses his thigh, so he's thrusted into, slow, testing. 

you are gentle even in this, though aventurine has given you permission to be rough over and over. it doesn't matter. you continue to treat him kindly. it still feels like ripped flesh and shattered dreams and the aches that sit inside long healed scars. it's okay, aventurine can still destroy himself with this.

he should've figured something like this would happen soon. you know a little too much. "i live to please," aventurine wonders. "i've told you, haven't i? use me as you wish"

"oh." you say, quietly. "is that so?."

his heart stops, but the hand on his dick pumps ever faster. he's ruined you, he knows, but in the same way, you've ruined him. now all he wants- all he'll accept- is you, your body, your hands, all of you.

aventurine doesn't voice none of that, and so he avoids your gaze. good. better that way. you make it feel good too often. he needs to balance the scales.

"fuck fuck fuck, shit," aventurine breathes, voice gravelly, his grip in your hair getting tighter and tighter. tingles spark down your spine, for what had lasted only minutes drilled into lengthening ticks of time. such a case wasn't familiar to him. the antagonizing build that pooled until coiled into a tight dam awaiting its chance to burst.

you kiss him for what feels like the hundredth time— but this time there's something different, something urgent, and he grasps the back of your neck when he attempts to ease the ache himself, swiping rough compresses against whatever he could reach, furthermore tucking a hand beneath his thighs to clutch at his neglected balls, but his caress hardly could amount to yout touch-

 he harbored no genuine resentment, but with how his conscious craved their touch, he was bound to blame. "then tell me what you want, aventurine."

𝐯𝐢.ㅤ ㅤJING YUAN ㅤㅤ ❛ㅤㅤ your thighs.

"so pretty," you hear him mumble. "i could watch you all day."

you can feel his breath, the torrent of his day in the patterns of his breathing, the way he clings on to your skin telling tales of his frustrations. so you let him. you let him look and love and feast, devour you whole. and jing yuan doesn’t know what to do with it. doesn’t know how to hold so much love and adoration even in his big, big palms.

jing yuan swears he can die happy between your thighs, the way you still watch him, his eyes glaring up from between your spread thighs as he lets his tongue fall from his mouth and lick one long and languid stripe up your core, stopping just before your clit and pulling back as if he's tasting. 

he always touches like this is the only chance he’ll ever get. he digs his fingers into the pudge of your thighs, he holds you like you’ll crumble to dust. he’s so overwhelmed. you can feel his breath, the torrent of his day in the patterns of his breathing, the way he clings on to your skin telling tales of his frustrations. so you let him. you let him look and love and feast, devour you whole.

you roll your hips forward, and he instantly attaches his lips to your clit. you stop, and he trails back down and flicks his tongue against your folds in a teasing way. you grind forward, he's right back on your clit, flicking his muscle the same way and eliciting a whine from you.

"w-wait," you gasp, and aeons, you're gonna lose it. even if you didn't want to, you'd think the way he's moving his mouth is enough to get anyone to take advantage of it. 

“look at you,” he murmurs, full of mirth, full of adoration. his palm comes to curve against the swell of your cheek, thumb brushing along your cheekbone. “pretty.”

and then you're weightless, control leaving you as he wraps his arms around your thighs and presses up, pulling you down with him, spreading your pussy out across his lips for him to take full control of. he nips at your clit before licking down, pressing the pointed muscle into you and only then does he release your legs. now, he's sliding both hands under your ass and rocking you against his face, angling his head so that he can lick inside of your walls to truly taste you.

"all for me" he says, and you're whispering, gasping for him, melting at the seams, feeling the strong muscle flick once, twice over your sensitive nub before pressing harshly into you. you jerk, small whines dripping off your lips as he grips your flesh, pushing himself impossibly deeper into yo

you go brainless, pulling at the roots of his hair as you push yourself down against him, suckling on it as he digs his fingers into your inner thighs, whimpering and rutting your hips against his face. jing yuan's fierce, violent, like all his passion coming alive in his ember-tipped tongue that's digging deep in you, sticky and warm and fuck, you're dripping, coating his chin and his nose in all you have to offer.

. ࣪✦ ៸៸ tottentz ▐ © 2024 ､ ? 𓄹 ܵ ۪ + @houseofsolisoccasum , @pixelcafe-network , @nereidsrealm

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Material para rpg

Oi, como vocês estão?? Espero que estejam bem. Então, vou liberando alguns materiais para rpgistas. Caso venha a usar algum desses materiais, dê os devidos créditos para @/vourkws no Instagram, ou comente pg ao lado de seu user.

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— 𝗕𝗶𝗼𝘀

• 01 :

น้ำตาล 📻 ՚ 𝖺𝖽𖹭𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽ꪮ 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗌 .

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✿. 𝗌ᥲᥒ𝗋і᥆ 🕯︩ ! ˳ׄ 𝚑𝚎𝚢 ( ... ) #poo

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• 02 :

ᤴ ׁ 𝑣.𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗌 𝘀᥆ᑲ𝗿ᥱ ᥆ 𝗇𖹭𝗌𝗌𝗈 𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗿

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✿. 𝘀ᥲᥒ𝗿і᥆ 🕯︩ ! ˳ׄ ❪ 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝗈 𝘀𝗼𝗹 ❫

— 𝗡𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀 !!

۫ ੭ꠥ  𝅄 𝗏𝗂𝗏𝖾̂𝗇𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗌 & 𝗽͟𝗿͟𝗮͟𝗶͟𝗮͟ 🍻 ៹ ˳ׄ

수박 ─ 𝗆͟𝖾͟𝗎͟ 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗓𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲 ៹ 🌊 ౨.

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𐙚 𝗌𝗎𝗋 ოօ𝗂 .

𝗉𝗈𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗮 — 🌿

[viviromantiq]

⊹ 𖥔 𝓢𝔂𝓶𝓫𝓸𝓵𝓼 𝓓𝓾𝓶𝓹

ਏਓㅤ ժׁ̲̲ׅ̲̲݊ꫀׁ̲̲ׅ̲ܻ̲ᥣׁ̲̲ׅ̲֪̲ꪱׁ̲̲ׅ̲𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒 love ✶⃝ ⋆.˚ ⋆ 𐙚₊˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི

❤︎ ꢯ•̫͡•ʔ 💭 ♪ ˳꣑୧ ۠ 🫙 ͟2͟ ͟O͟ ͟O͟ ͟9͟

𝐴 𝑛 𝑔 𝑒 𝑙 . ݁˖ . ݁ ᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ ៹﹒˔ ก マ ಌֵ๋̥̾͒۫·̊

. 𓇼 ｡ﾟ ͡ 🪨 ✴︎🪷𓈒͏ུུ̑̑. ཉ 𖡄̽ݴ𖣂 恋人 ꖡ

ꫂㅤ۪ᰍ ⊰ㅤㅤ 花壇 𑊁 ๑ ꕀ ꒱ 𝓋ꫀׁׅܻꪱׁׅᥣׁׅ֪ ͜ ࣪ ㅤ⚹. ᨵׁׅ 🪽

[buwniie]

ε🌸з 𝆬 cute symbols and bios!

૮ ˶´ ᵕ ˋ˶ა ૮๑ˊᯅˋ๑ა ꒰ ⸝⸝ ˊ͈ ˘ ˋ͈ ⸝⸝ ꒱ ૮₍ ◞‸◟₎ა ᘏ⑅ᘏ

౨ৎ ⠀ ୨ৎ ⠀ 𝒢𑄺 ⠀ 𝜗⍴ ⠀ 𝜗ৎ ⠀ 𝜗𐑞 ⠀ 𝜗𝜚

⠀ ᧔࿔᧓ ⠀ꔫ ୨˚̣̣̣୧ ⠀ ꪆৎ 𝝑𝑒 ⠀𝒢𝜚

⠀ ⪩⪨︎ ⠀ ୨୧ ⠀ ྀི ⠀ 𐙚 ⠀ ೨౿ ⠀੭୧ ⠀၄၃ ⠀ ⠀

⠀ 𝟅𝟈 ⠀ 𖧁୧ ⠀ ೀ ⠀ ϑ𐑞 ⠀ ꢾ୧ ⠀ 𝞋𝞎 ⠀⠀ ׁ ๑ ִ 🐾 ⑅

♡ 𝅄۪ㅤ۫ ꒰ 𝙿rettɥ 𝙿rɩncessㅤ���ㅤㅤ⊹ㅤ۪ㅤ੭𝅄

֢ fr𝑎gil𝑒 𝑎nd s𝑒nsitiv𝑒 .. ㅤ𔘓

𐔌ㅤׂ ωᨵny𐐫unྀི͟g ࣪ ୨ৎ ૮(ㅅ´ ˘ `) ♡

𐔌 ྀི⠀𝓟 𝖾𝗈𝗇ꪱ𝖺⠀🌷⠀ֵ⠀⠀⠀ !̵ ⠀⠀

♡ྀི 𝅄 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗇ყ ۪ 🍥 𓈒 ᰍ⠀⠀

𐙚 ⏜⠀ ׁ ಬ ִ d꯭oll꯭et꯭e ☁️

꒰ 𝅄 🎀 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗉 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗉! ꮽ𖹭ꮾ 𝅄۫ ⊹

ೀ 𝅄 ⍴᥆͟r͟ᥴ͟ᥱ͟ᥣ͟ᥲ͟і͟ᥒ 🍼 ꩁ

𝗉- 𝗉𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗒 。。 🌸 ⑅𑁤

(◞ ㅅ ◟) 𖹭ིྀ ᥉hꪮᥙjꪮ gเɾᥣ ☁️

ᕬ ᕬ flυttᧉɾshყ 𓂃 ࣪ 𐀔

©  𝖻ⴗ  𖹭   buwniie in tumblr ᘏ⑅ᘏ

[the-ow]

୨ Bios short's ୧

──ㅤㅤㅤׅㅤㅤㅤ᧔ ᧓ㅤㅤㅤׅㅤㅤㅤ──ㅤㅤ ㅤ

@the-ow ㅤ::ㅤㅤmy l𖹭︪ve

:¨ ·.· ¨: 🕯️

`· . 𐙚 Scented c͟a͟n͟dles

𐔌 ׁ ℒove songs 🎵

﹙ ✿ ﹚ dedicated to you

— like or reblog if you use it. ⠀ ⠀

[voghe]

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ BIOS/DISPLAY NAMES MASTERPOST

🕊️┆𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 ， 사랑 — prns ִ ࣪𖤐 ˖ ✦ › mbti 𓂃 ★ @user's 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹

ㅤ ﹒ @user ﹕☆ ㅤ ﹟ prn · prn ㅤ࣭ ㅤׂ : ᯓ mbti ! ﹐

♡ . name emoji ᛝ mbti ◞ age !!

★ ︵ @ name text ⟢ 🦴 ౨ text !

🪼﹒　﹫name　 𓇼 🪸﹒ ⁺ ﹒prn . prn .ᐟ　（꩜ (＞。☆) 　ext 　ꕀ ᶻz　🦈

ㅤ࣭ ㅤㅤׂ ㅤ ㅤˑㅤ ㅤ۟ ㅤ₊ 　 ☆　┈ @txt 　 ˑ 𓂂 txt ͡ ͡ txt

୨୧ name . pr / ns .ᐟ text text txt . fav , fav ♡ link/extras

＞︿＜ ׅ⠀⠀𝅄⠀⠀̸ ⠀ׄ⠀mbti ⠀��⠀⠀ ㅤㅤ୨୧ ㅤ. [pron / gender ] 🦔 ꒦꒷ name ﹒﹒﹒⭐️

𐔌 name ﹒ ౨ৎ 𓏵 ﹒ prns ◟ 𖦹 ᛝ carrd ﹒ ❏

ᅠᅠᅠ꒰͡⠀ׂ 𖹭⠀͡꒱ 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 ︵͡ ⁺ ᰍ̠ 🏹🌷 ׅ ۫ 요정

౨ৎ'🌙 .

the tattoo on my ring finger —★! 07 liner

౨ৎ @txt_bighit

—﹙🍡﹚⑅ @name ♡ ₊ ✦ prns ، age : 🌸 🍵 ∿ link/txt txt

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ‿︵˓ ʚ♡ɞ ˓ ︵ ͜ ㅤ ㅤ ݂ ͘ ౨ৎ Light shower. .ᐟ ⟢ ۫ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ Call me your muse. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ︶ ͡ ۫ ˓ ʚ♡ɞ ˒ ۫ ͡ ︶

★ ! 222 · infp ˙ 희망 — my love !! @user ──★ ˙ ̟ have a good day !!

 ‎ᘎ she / her  ⊹  ᰋ. ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎17 ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ : ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎pr𝔦nc͟e͟s͟s͟ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ᰍ 

☆

╭ ❝ @name ❞ • song + artist !! ╰ ★ sexuality . mbti . timezone

＞　 ◞ ◞ 　 ⟡　 ◞ ◞ 　 ＜ >ᴗ< ︴name info 𝜗 ᴗ ‸ ᴗ) info .ᐟ.ᐟ

˖ ࣪ ⊹ ( 🍓 ) 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 .ᐟ ୨୧ ⤹ 𝗆𝖻𝗍𝗂 • 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗌 .ᐟ

𐙚 ( 🌷 ) ˖ ࣪ ⊹ 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 ( 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 ) ˖ ࣪

ㅤ 𓈒 ୭ৎ ᥴᥲ𝗍s ᥱyᥱs 𝅄 🪡 ۪ ݁ 𓈒

ㅤㅤ ۪ 𝅄 ꒰ 태형 ꒱ ۪ ݁ 𝟷𝟷 : 𝟷𝟷 ݁ ۪ ୧

      ♡⊹.* name ┆★ ˙ᵕ˙      prns !? ᰔ age ᰔ zodiac       ╰┈➤ extra / / ♡

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥, ౨ৎ 　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨, ₊˚⊹♡

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴, ౨ৎ 　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨. ₊˚⊹♡

𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬▶ 𝗩𝗛𝗦

𝟬𝟭:𝟯𝟱 𝗦𝗘𝗣 . 𝟬𝟯 𝟭𝟵𝟴𝟱

_ _ // ヤ . @ name ◟ ⨯ . ︵︵ .ᐟ prn . prn 丶 𐑞

𝗰𝗵𝗸 𝗰𝗵𝗸 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗺 💥 ᵛᵃᵐᵒˢ ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ⁱᵗ 🔥 ˡᵒᵇᵒˢ ʷᵉ ᶜᵃⁿⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ʰᵘⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ☄️

✶ ﹕ name ﹫ pro ⌒⌒ nouns·₊★ ╰╮ ⸝⸝ website <3 ╰↠ dms status ( ^ ω ^)

୨🍶୧  𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑛  ⏜ ۫ . ⟡   ⋂                ♡︎   ﹒ৎ୭  88̲8̲ﹾ   ⋆ﾟ꒰ఎ ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ

🎀𓂃 ࣪˖ name ! prns ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ extra ⋮ @youruser ₊˚ෆ ೀ 🍨 ‧ ˚ 🎀 ⊹˚. ♡

𝜗⠀ name⠀˙ ♱◞ ྀི 𓏵𓏵⠀𖥻prn/prn ◟ 𓉸⠀ ︵︵⠀𓈒⠀⠀ext⠀𝜚　˙ 　˖　⁰⁰

• ➜ @user ﹕ ✩ ㅤ ✦ › carrd.co ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ []teen ,, mbti ✩ ࿐࿔

𝗪𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗠𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 ᴹⁱᵗˢᵏⁱ ♥︎ ⇄ ◁◁ 𝚰𝚰 ▷▷ ↻ ⁰⁰'²⁵ ━━●━━───── ⁰²'⁰⁸

◠ . ─ · ◠ . ─ · ◠ . ─ · ◠ . ─ · ꒰୨୧◞ 。name⠀.ᐟ⠀user⠀₊ ˚⊹ ɞ⠀.⠀age ﾉ⠀pronouns ﹗ ໒꒱۪

𓍢 ⛲️ ׅ ⬞ ִ name . 𓂃 ଓ mbti ۪ ݁ 𓈒 ult 𓍢ִ໋ @

¡ ૮₍ name 𖠗 🍴✦ name ⏱ ᯤ 𔔁 !

،، ✶ 🍚 ¿ ¡ ✷ name ⩇ ʿ 𖤛 ⋆ 🧻 𖥉

♡ 🏯 ᪤ name 𔘓 ! # 94 🧭 ᯤ ა

𔔀 ꉂ 🥼 ¡ name ! ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𒀭࣪ ⋆ 🛁

ʿʿ ヤ ⏱ ✶ % name ᯤ 𖠗 ⩉:⩉ 🗑 ! ?

: 交 🏐 🜲 𖠗 name ? 🗒 ☆ › ✸

𓆩 ✉ # ⋆ ⩉ name𝂅 🌪 : ★ ☆ 𓆪

%  ☆ ࣪🗞  ¡ ૮₍name ₎ა : ꀯ  ♡  🔭  ‽

⩇⩇  🧂 𖠗 🍴✦ ‧ꭑname‧ ⏱ ᯤ 𔔁  ! 

،، ✶ 🍚  ¿ ¡  ✷ name  ⩇ ʿ 𖤛 ⋆  🧻 𖥉 

♡  🏯  ᪤  ּname  𔘓 !  #  94 🧭 ᯤ ა

𔔀  ꉂ  🥼 ¡  ‧name𝀛 !   ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎  𒀭࣪  ⋆ 🛁 

:  交  🏐  🜲  𖠗 𝀛name   ?  🗒  ☆ ›  ✸ 

 𓆩  ✉  # ⋆ ⩉  ּname᤻𝂅 🌪 :  ★  ☆  𓆪

𓄹 タ ⋆ 📡  name  ҂  𝗣𝗿𝗶𝗻𝖼e̲s̲s̲ ꞌꞋꞌ ⏱ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ˖ ࣪⭑

᤻  ꗃ  :  ⏲ ◖ 𓂃 name  ⿻  name‧ ،، ✶ 🗞  ⩉  

⩉ : ⩉  𖥻 🗑 ꉂ  ૮₍ ‧name᤻𝀛 ₎ა ✶  ๋࣭   # 97   ◜🗒◞

¡  % ⊹  🥽  ᨘ໑  ▸ name᤻𝀛  🜲  𝗚𖦹𝗻ׂ𝗲 𔔁 🏯 ! ׄ .𓄼 

❛ 𒀭 :  🛒 𓂃 ¡ name ‽ ٠ 🧾  ›  ✸  %

 ¡   さ   🔭   ꉂ  ‧name   ✶  ⏱   𖠗   𐂯   ? b «    ᯥ   %    🛒  name  ⩉:⩉   𖣯   ᘏ   女   !

🍽   ␥   ★    ⩇  name  🜲   𝘁𝗂𝗻𝗒   ★   ฅ   ‽

🜸   ★    𖠗   :   Name  ᯤ  𝗺𝚢 b̸ɔ︩︪𝘆  🥛 𖤛  ა

༘ ˚ ⋆ 🍶+ ˚ ₊ name ྀིྀི ♁ ₊ 🪽｡˚ ₊ +

𝜗 name e e ₊ < initial 3

⠀⠀꒰⠀s/o ෆ 00.00.00 ⠀ ⠀ྀི 𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝘭𝑖𝑡𝑡𝘭𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝘭𝘭 ྀི ︶⊹︶︶୨୧︶︶⊹︶

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ 🌷࿔⭑⤷your pronouns🪼࿔⭑ ๋🌺࿔⭑⤷your favorite song or your b-day 🎀࿔⭑ 🌷࿔⭑⤷your fandom 🍒࿔⭑ ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ Lyrics of a song ࿔⭑🎂🧸

　　　﹒ 𓂃◞ ֪ ⑅　 ۫　 ׅ ♡ ᵃⁿᵍᵉˡ ˢⁱⁿˢ . 🪽 ︶　◞ ྀི ◟⠀︶︶　◞ ྀི ◟⠀︶

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ name prns ␥ mbti ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ _ ★₊˚﹟📸 song ⵌ ₊ ⊹ artist ‹𝟹

✶ ﹕ name !! ﹫ pro ⌒⌒ nouns ·₊★ ╰╮ link ⸝⸝ ₊ <3 ╰↠ xtra (𝗼˳★)?

𓇼 ˚ 𝟬͟𝟰 … 사랑 2004ㅤㅤ ★ 🎧

BIO + SYMBOL PACK !!!

𖥔 📟 ꩜ ⩇ּ⩇ ʿ : ーツ ¡! 📞 カ ໋ ⸝⸝ 𝅦 𝗳𝗮𝗹len ✧ ᨯ 苺. ᘐ 🥢 𝗮𝗻𝗴els ㌗ の › 𝇋☆𝇌 テレビ ! 𔘓 ﹙🧀﹚ van͟i͟ꪱꪱa ⠀︵⠀⠀⊹⠀ ﾟ ˖ ꕀ lover ⠀⸝⸝` ๑꒱⠀ 𓂂 ⠀ .ıllı. social ﹔ link

﹒ @ 𝐍AME ─ timezone ﹐ nation ^..^ star sign ﹒ bday ：✿ 。prns social 𖦹 friend ﹔user

⠀ ⠀⠀민지⠀ ⠀♡𝆬 ⠀ 𝓛. : 🥄 ݂֢

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀🥼 : 지수 𝄒 ﹙ 𝒔. ﹚

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝘴𝖺𝗇𝖺 ׄ 𓈒 ᯇ 🧷 : ୧

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝅄⠀࿙࿚ ︶ ⠀♱⠀ ︶࿙࿚ 𝅄 ⠀⠀⠀⠀꒰ ℋ𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑡 ꒱

@ username ┃ 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝟯𝗟 ꕀ ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ ✶ ━━ 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄 , ⤷ ┇ ⌒ 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐 ꒱꒱ 彡 ꒰୨୧꒱ ┃ ◞⁺⊹．prns .

𝅄 ݁ ⏜ ꒰ 𝖼ᥲ𝗋ᥲ𝗆ᥱ𝗅 gⲓrℓ ꒱ ── ๑ ֹ ₊ㅤ ۟

▦ ﹒ ☆ 🔌 🛒 ⸒ 별 ꜝ ﹫

𝜗⠀ name⠀˙ ♱◞ ྀི 𓏵𓏵⠀𖥻prn/prn ◟ 𓉸⠀ ︵︵⠀𓈒⠀⠀ext⠀𝜚　˙ 　˖　⁰⁰

⠀☆⠀⠀𓈒⠀⠀ׁ⠀⠀𝗰𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖾⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀ׁ⠀⠀꒱⠀⠀𝇄𝇃⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀☕

꒱⠀⠀ׁ⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀⠀𝆬⠀⠀⠀ᘏ⠀⠀α𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗋⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀⠀𝆬⠀⠀⠀ָ֢⠀⠀⠀ෆ 𖡎⠀⠀ָ֢⠀⠀⠀𝆬⠀⠀🥼⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀⠀ׁ⠀ꕀ⠀⠀ׁ⠀⠀ׅ⠀⠀𝟵𝟴⠀﹔

͝ ︶ ·̩͙⏝ ͝ ୨ ꒰ name ꒱ ୧ ͝ ⏝ ·̩͙︶ ͝ ۫ ۪ info info info 𝆴

　　　　　 ⤷ 　　 ﹒　 　e　　 text 　　 ♡

　　　　　⌒  　text 　 　e　 　⟡

　　　　　( ᴗ ̫ ᴗ )　　text　　⋌　　e 　﹒　

ㅤ𓂃 ׁ ⃝ 🍂（ かんけつ編 ） ˑ ୨ ִ ۫

ㅤㅤ ݁ 🗡️ ◠ ִ ٬٬ 𝟾⩇% ꣼ 𝚍𝚎☆𝚝𝚑 ۫ ︵ ✧

_ ╰ㅤ ㅤ ۫ ✦ㅤ ㅤ txt !!_⠀ ⠀ ◠ ᶻᶻ ㅤ ıstj ꜝꜝㅤ ⸺ㅤ pronouns ִ ⠀ׂ ★

𐙚 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ 🎀 ♡ 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 ⋆.˚ 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 ⊹ ᰔ. @𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙧 ㅤ♡ྀི ₊

･ᴗ･ "i wanna be yours" ⊹

ıllı " [names] info! " ✩

⊂⊃ nicknames ﹐⇅ ⊂⊃ prns ﹐⇅

ᶻz xtra ﹐✩ ! ˃ᗜ˂ carrd / rentry ✩ ﹐

I. name 🥛 age ✮ II. gender .. . prns III. xtra , xtra ꩜ ☁️ ✉️ follow :: @user

ㅤㅤㅤ ── ּ ᰍ ˳ 𝒫 ͜αℓɘ ⃝🦢 ۫ ུ

ㅤㅤㅤ ི 🦪 𓈒 ਬਦ ⊹ 苍白 ︵ 𝇈

꒰ ⋆ ࣪. ━ׄ──ִ──ׁ──ִ──ׁ─𔕙─ׅ──ׁ──ׅ──ׁ──ׅ━ ˖ ࣪⭑ ꒱

ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 . . . 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃, 𝖄𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐏𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝖄𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎 ✸

甘美な

𝗪𝗪𝗪.NAME.𝗖𝗢𝗠. ?!

© ❛ prns . gender 名 ─ nick : name ﹙sexuality﹚ ❱❱ age . mbti !

; @name ~ ☆ # pro / nouns ! mb • ti ♬ — song - artist name

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ur name here ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ──★ ˙ ̟ 🐇 !! ⋆✦ pronouns ⊹♡ extra info!! >_< ✮⋆˙ I 𖹭 (someone you love)

⠀⪩⪨ @ name / mbti ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ lana del rey ‹𝟹 — ౨ৎ

𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎡 ‧₊ 𖦹 ˚ 🥩 ˚ @user ᝰ.ᐟ 🎀 ೀ⋆ ˚₊‧ 🩸 ꒰ა prn 🔪 prn ໒꒱ 🩸‧₊ ˚ ʚ 🐾 ɞ ୧ mbti ୨ ✧˚ 🍮 ༘ 𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎡

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[lvioung]

⠀⠀⠀⠀👧🏻 ⠀⠀♥︎⠀⠀Tangled ⠀In ⠀Love⠀ Stuck⠀ By⠀ You ⠀ ࿐

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀From ⠀the ⠀Glue ⠀⠀.·:*¨¨*:·. ⠀⠀雨 @kiyeuo

[bambisnc]

     [OPERATION : true love] or, how likely riize is to NOT confess!

 PAIRING : ot7 x reader! GENRE : crack/fluff CW/TW : food mention WC : 495!  SUGGESTED 🎧: love me back, fromis_9 XOXO : queued smth :3 + [m.list]

౨ ˖ 大崎将太郎 : OSAKI SHOTARO ৎ ⋆

[2/10] - cutie would plan out eveyrhting the moment he sees you and has that italicised oh moment - i'm talking your favorite flowers delivered by hand followed by your ideal date + lots of fairy lights/candles. trust me.) and woo you exactly how you deserve to be wooed <3 would get a little anxious about making everything perfect for you tho

౨ ˖ 송은석 : SONG EUNSEOK ৎ ⋆

[7/10] - he'd lowkey be such a tsundere ... thanks to my talk w mai i'm fully convinced he's the Only academic rival to lover to exist. would for sure pine after you silently and end up confessing in the middle of an argument. you know like "why do YOU care who i'm going out?" "BECAUSE. i like you. okay bye."

౨ ˖ 정성찬 : JUNG SUNGCHAN ৎ ⋆

[928304219283/10] - im biased sorry. but you can't tell me you don't see best friend!him being so obsessed with you - like all your friends know it, hell even you know it but the guy himself refuses to admit. is so "we're besties!! it's natural for us to hug and hold hands and make out between classes in the janitors closet :D i mean what. i didnt say anything" coded like c'mon

౨ ˖ 박원빈 : PARK WONBIN ৎ ⋆

[a solid 13/10] - i feel like he'd be really conflicted. like on one hand he'd rather you be the one to confess but on the other he wants to do like a huge romantic gesture and be the one to confess to you. i can imagine there being this one phase of time where he'd kinda start ignoring you to get you to reach out to him or wtv tactics the insta/tiktok girlies (gn) teach him too

౨ ˖ 홍승한 : HONG SEUNGHAN ৎ ⋆

[5/10] - okay but i see him either just randomly blurting it out of nowhere over a voice call or while ur ft-ing ("hey this cat reminded me of u" "aww haha im in love with you" "WHAT") OR doing it via a more traditional, thought out kinda way ... maybe like making you a gift or writing you a love letter/song :(( <3

౨ ˖ 이소희 : LEE SOHEE ৎ ⋆

[4/10] - bbg is confessing to you so fast. he'd only do it once he confirms (multiple times) that you both like each other though. is immediately planning the best way he could confess to you. does all his necessary research, books everything in advance - goes all out to ensure there's no hitches, basically. him and taro probably share notes

౨ ˖ 이찬영 : LEE CHANYOUNG ৎ ⋆

[11/10] - bro is Not confessing. you can feel free to tho he'll say yes obvi! as soon as he gains back enough conherence after he (half) faints that is. for sure the type to get you soso many gifts and he'd try to be so casual about it too "hey i got u a customized acessroies set with the fav flower/colour you like" "anton wtf" "uh no dw i had an extra hahaha". def gets u guys matching stuff a lot too

𐙚 . regulars : none yet! ⋆

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[orientarla]

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@digitaldreamsblog as inspo!!

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𓈒 ◍ ཻུ۪۪𐙚 🎀👧🏼ྀི ❤︎⁎̯͡ ʔ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🌳ཉ ̮͡ू 🔒🪵▒ ̵̼͓̥͒̾ ུ᭢

.·:*¨💗🍀少女的!! ❜͟ 𖥔ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𖥔 ᩠͡ 💬🌸 G-H♡ིྀST

ෆ˟̑*̑🎹｡𝅘𝅥𝅮♪ #MōcCHA  ᩙ☕ㅤㅤ ㅤ၇͜ᩘ #⃝❀人形 🔡🪽

[pixii33]

ㅤ ㅤ˖ㅤㅤ ֗ ㅤㅤ ࣭ ㅤ ⊹ ㅤ⋆ㅤㅤ ۪ㅤ﹢ㅤ ࣪ ㅤ⚹

𐙚 ㅤㅤTeam green men as Lana Del Rey's songsㅤㅤ☾

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ⁔ ㅤㅤ ︵⏜︵ㅤ ㅤ⁔

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ 𔓘‿ㅤㅤ ︶⏝︶ㅤㅤ ‿ 𔓘

[lujuriapersonificada]

𒋲 ░⃟ོྀુ 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 with me. ཻུ♥︎ˀྀ ᳝᳜᳝᳜᳝᳜᳝᳜᳝᳜ᰯࣺ༾

🪽🌳 𒈔⃛ the 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 of the 𝒸𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑜𝓇. ♡⃟͚̊♱ ⬮⬤⬮

❀ キス ◝ 𝑆𝑢𝑎𝑣𝑒 aroma ࣪ ⊹ 𝓐 flöres, letrαs besa𝑑as por 𝓶𝓲. ︶︶︶⃛͜࿚⃛࿙͝࿚ ⠻ 𐙚 ▩ུ⃨ ❤︎𖣁 👼🏻 ￣￣￣

𐔌᭥ᩙ༉ㅤ ㅤ 𒈔 🪽 ℰ𝓇𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓈 un mαnto acuífero, ࣪ ⊹ 𝒒𝒖𝒆 pronto 𝑠e 𝓓errumbaría. ❸ ི᭨ᩧྀㅤ 𖣁ㅤᰔᩚಎ

⠀⠀⠀⠀🐰 𓋜𓈒 so, when it comes to be my turn,

⠀⠀⠀ could you shine it down here for him? ၇͜ᩘ♥︎𓈒ཊཉ

૮ ◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა ʕೀ ·· ʔ⠀૮  ๑`  ´๑ ა⠀૮ ⑅ ฅ́ ˆฅ̀ ა ૮꒰ᐡ ◞ . ◟ ྀི ᐡ꒱ა (ˊ ° ˋ ʃƪ)ྀིഒ ଘ(੭ु ´ ˘ `)੭ु⁾⁾ (◞ ◟ )ྀིഒㅤ (ྀི ◜ᵕ ◝ ྀི ) ㅤㅤᜊʕྀི• ˕ ິ•ྀིʔᜊ ʚ꒰ྀི o̴̶̷᷄ ᆺ o̴̶̷̥᷅ ྀི ꒱ ໒꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱ა (ˆ ̳ , ̫ , ̳ˆ)"੭ ८  ˃̣̣̥᷄ ᴖ ˂̣̣̥᷅  ꒱ა ૮₍ ྀི∩៸៸៸∩ ྀི₎ა ꒰ঌ(⃔ ⌯' '⌯)⃕໒꒱ ( ´ ˘ `⑅ )੭ ₍ ꪴꪴ ֥ ֖ ˛₎ㅤㅤ ू ໒꒰ྀི ◌◞ ◟ ꒱⠀ ᥩ ྀི˶´ ᩳ `)੭