#secret santa moodboard

[s-heon]

✩ ・ 🎀 @y-unjins ◦　 ♩

[koosuvi]

⋆ ꮽ᤻ ⁺ ∿ my impurities . . .

[ningluvr]

　 　 　　　 ✯　 　　💌　　 　　⌣ 　　 ∗

@iluvrei

[y-urios]

⠀.　　　🌼　　✦　　　↷　　(⑅˘ᵕ˘)/

⠀.　　　👒　　✦　　　↷　　(⑅˘ᵕ˘)/

@sseulr1n (anon ace secret santa)

[p-oisn]

　　　I'm　Stuck　Forever　By　The　Glue

　　　Oh,　And　You　（✿˘˘）　@wiotas

[velidewrites]

ELAIN ARCHERON & LUCIEN VANSERRA FOR @kingofsummer93 ✨

[sseulr1n]

            ( ⑅ ˘ ˑ ˘ )        ◌⃘           🐝    ⁺

                                                                 𓈒∿        📺     ⁺

@haeivn

[folklore-girl]

ek ladki bheegi bheegi bhaagi si — a short story

a/n: okok so i tried my best for you @androgynous-pavbhaji <3 since this is your secret santa gift? im so sorry for posting this so late, this was supposed to come out a long time ago.. but ig happy new year? hope you like this!

word count: 0.6k

warning(s): bad writing, cringe dialogues + a shitty asf story in general :( im so so sorry.

raindrops splattered on the sidewalk as i hurriedly made my way to the bus stop, my clothes drenched from the downpour. my hands held up my handbag to shield my head from the rain and to try and deflect some heavy raindrops, but all in vain. for the millionth time, i cursed my stupid self for not carrying an umbrella, even though we were deep in winter, and there was no way I could’ve predicted this. i still should have.

and, to top it all, i was horribly late to my bus.

when i reached the bus stop a thousand years later, my shoes were soaked and my head was in an overdrive. i noticed a guy—probably my age—waiting at the stop too and decided i should probably wipe the mess off my face.

so, i took out my napkin, just to drop it on the ground like an absolute idiot. and as i bent to pick it up, the guy on the right offered me his napkin, in spotless white.

i was scared. not of the guy, but of ruining his napkin by using it. he saw me hesitate and said, “arey, it’s fine. i have spare.”

“pakka?” i asked, uncertainly.

“yup,” he said and i thanked him, smiling.

he smiled back. and i thought, wow. i guess men aren’t all bad, then.

i took the napkin from him and dabbed my face with it gently, still scared to damage it. when i was giving it back, he said “it’s ok, you can keep it.”

“you sure?” i asked again.

“yes!!” he laughed, “it’s alright, you know. i don’t bite.”

“no, but, i’m not used to all this,” i gestured with my hands and his eyebrows rose in confusion. “kindess?” i finished lamely.

“well then, you will be soon,” he winked and i looked away because i was in a loss of words.

meeting a decent man made me feel like i was in some other dimension, some dream where kind strangers were real and not a thing to read in tumblr posts and fawn over.

by now, my heartbeat had slowed down and my breaths were much less frantic, so we talked about our buses.

“oh, me too,” he smiled, “we’re both going to mumbai.”

“that’s nice,” i smiled as the bus approached the stop, “i bet the ride is gonna be fun.”

he smiled, “hopefully.”

we hauled up our luggage and sat in the bus, me in the window seat with him by my side.

we talked for almost the entire ride there, exchanging our names and talking shit about distant relatives (my lord, we had the same type of humour). and when we grew bored of talking, we both decided to do something else. he plugged in his earphones and i found out that i couldn’t find mine anywhere.

i looked out of the window and i could tell it was going to be a long road.

he noticed and offered to share his wired ones. feeling utterly helpless, i gave in.

later, we discovered that our music tastes were very similar and i soon found myself scooting closer to him as we listened to his playlist together.

by the time shuffle lead us to ‘i guess i’m in love’, i knew the feeling burning up in my chest, threatening to spill over. it was beautiful and warm, like sunlight filtering in through the curtains. like the first day of spring, my heart was blooming and after a long time, i felt the butterflies.

but it couldn’t be, could it?

i woke up to the sound of mumma calling my name. i’d fallen asleep with my head in my arms, crossed on the windowsill while rain poured outside and my chai grew colder with each passing minute. right next to it, my phone had just finished playing the song “ek ladki bheegi bhagi si” on my wired earphones and suddenly the surreal scenario in my head made sense.

i guess it was a dream, after all.

xoxo

[yeeunswrld]

I got better things to do with my time, @yeritos ꒷💗꒦

better things to do with my time, do with my time ꒷🐰꒦

[salembehindbars]

2014 Christmas

[ddeonuluvrr]

I truly ꪶꪮꪜꫀ you 🍓 𖥔 ୨୧

@eun-luv ˃ᴗ˂ ⊹ 💋 with all my ꫝꫀꪖ᥅ꪻ

@mxlly143 @gyustarzzi2

[sakkurify]

❀ ⨯ @y-vna ✵ ︵

◈ 🥀 ✵ ︵

[lorlita]

　　　　　⋌　　⿻　　˚　🍰　　₎₎

　　　　　⋌　　⿻　　˚　🩰　　₎₎

　　　⋌　　⿻　　˚　@faery-topia　　₎₎

happy holidays!! i was your secret santa💕

[h-ao]

　　　　 ⋌　　　　⌣　　　　🛁

　　　　 ⋌　　　　⌣　　　　🛁

@i4mnari

[jaes1lvr]

my little love, little love, stay~

cause you know my, you know my way @yeeunswrld <3

[chaeneuu]

@m-ime hii i was your secret santa, your blog is so cute and i hope you like the moodboard i made 🤍🤍🤍 happy holidays ! ❄️