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aegon iv, naerys, aemon the dragonknight
#for anon :-)#sorry im soo bad at crossposting#based on chat + rp with oomfff where viserys goes to lys to ask larra to come back and brings little portraits of their kids with him#for (blackmail) encouragement#aegon iv targaryen#aegon iv#aegon the unworthy#naerys targaryen#queen naerys#naerys#aemon#aemon targaryen#aemon the dragonknight#asoiaf#moart#a song of ice and fire#digital painting#fanart#valyrianscrolls#viserys ii targaryen#fire and blood#f&b fanart#house targaryen
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the blood moon rises once again...
it's been a little over a year playing in my curse of strahd campaign, so an updated character portrait was due!! a year later so i'll give a little lore: her name is jeanne du vergier, twilight cleric and little lycanthrope. never let the sane one in your group be 19 years old. barovia native and the last pack follower of the night mother. in a situationship with god and about to have a wonderful dinner party with the devil himself. here's to another year in barovia :3
#ts4#ts4 edit#sims 4#dnd#curse of strahd#we spent 8 irl months in vallaki. our party looked at the rp aspect of dnd and said. yes#i couldn't make the killing moon will come to soon the caption AGAIN so a little familiar phrase will do :3#but killing moon by echo and the bunnymen is the cos theme song right? right.
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if you think about it my life is a lot like the muppet movie
#in the way that i sought out and was eventually adopted into the family of my hero#i even have a batman watch#and sometimes we burst into song and i’m a puppet#i’m kind of a muppet of a man#tim drake#dc#dc comics#batman#bruce wayne#dc rp
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"I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world."
-Patroclus
Art by: alex_loga_02
#the marauders#dead gay wizards#mauraders#jegulus#remus lupin#70s#sirius black#wolfstar#hogwarts#song of achilles#quotes#dead gay wizards from the 70s#dead gay wizard rp#wolfstar art#wolfstar fanart#sirius black x remus lupin#maurders era#remus x sirius#regulus black#james potter#barty crouch jr#barty crouch junior#grunge#marlene mckinnon#peter pettigrew#rosekiller#fanart
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Amelie sits at a piano in the middle of the park, singing to itself and hesitantly playing along. There's an odd skillfulness to it,like it's muscle memory brushed aside for too long.
"I want to roll the numbers
I want to feel my stars align again
Even if the earth breaks like burnt skin
And the heavens just won't open up for me
Would you invite me in again?
Won't you pay for your arrogance?
Won't you show me your weakness?"
Faer voice is quiet,barely audible over the piano.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ᩼❥ㅤㅤㅤ𝐔𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝓼 ㅤ 💄 ㅤ༄


❀ㅤㅤencartas ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❀ㅤㅤviltulips
❀ㅤㅤmusaje ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❀ㅤㅤcartalejo
❀ㅤㅤencajegata ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❀ㅤㅤauramorio
❀ㅤㅤtintalila ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❀ㅤㅤsangriario
❀ㅤㅤsuavemusa ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❀ㅤㅤdiarioflor
❀ㅤㅤvinagrior ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❀ㅤㅤgatafloral
❀ㅤㅤbambiecafe ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❀ㅤㅤencajemiu
#ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𓋜ㅤ ⎯⎯⎯ㅤㅤ𝚂 𝙴 𝙳 𝙰 ㅤ &ㅤ 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐬. ㅤㅤㅤ᩼🩷#moodboard#coquette moodboard#dollete moodboard#visual moodboard#archive moodboard#alternative moodboard#cute moodboard#jia moodboard#song jia moodboard#white moodboard#pink moodboard#rp moodboard#fakeland moodboard#aesthetic moodboard#kpop messy moodboard#messy moodboard#kpop moodboard#coquette#username ideas#usernames ideas#user ideas#ig users#rp users#short users#rp theme#rp help#rp png#fakeland#rp bios
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unreal unearth prompts ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱
⋆ "i'd still know you."
⋆ "i'd block the sun if you want it done."
⋆ "some part of me must have died the first time that you called me baby."
⋆ "come here to me, when was the last time?"
⋆ "when i was young, i used to guess."
⋆ "do you think i'd give up?"
⋆ "do you think i'd give up? that this could've shook the love from me?"
⋆ "how could you think i'd scare so easily?"
⋆ "my life was a storm since i was born."
⋆ "if i could hold you for a minute, i'd go through it again."
⋆ "heaven is not fit to house a love like yours and mine."
⋆ "i feel lighter than i have in so much time."
⋆ "how could i fall when i am lifted by every word you say to me?"
⋆ "if you need to, darling, lean your weight on me."
⋆ "but if we fall i only pray, don't fall away from me."
⋆ "i do not have wings, love, and i never will."
⋆ "i'm starvin', darling."
⋆ "honey, i wanna race you to the table."
⋆ "two outfits then to my name, and you'd end up in one when you'd stay."
⋆ "we'd go out with no way to get home."
⋆ "but I know being reckless and young is not how the damage gets done."
⋆ "we knew what our love was worth."
⋆ "hold me like water- or christ, hold me like a knife."
⋆ "it's who we are."
⋆ "darling, we sacrificed."
⋆ "if there was anyone to ever get through this life with their heart still intact, they didn't do it right."
⋆ "we didn't get it right but, love, we did our best."
⋆ "there are some things that no one teaches you, love."
⋆ "but it came easy, darlin', as natural as another leg around you in the bed frame."
⋆ "so far from home to have a stranger call you "darling"."
⋆ "i would do everything if you'd hear me."
⋆ "the feeling came late, but i'm still glad i met you."
⋆ "i knew i'd no choice but to love you."
⋆ "i thought you were like an angel to me."
⋆ do you know i could break beneath the weight of the goodness, love, i still carry for you?"
⋆ "it's like i lived my whole life before the first light."
⋆ "the sun's coming up."
#obv adapted a lil to make them like. writeable#and excuse the fact this is 37 points long the autism is autisming today :)#prompts#unreal unearth prompts#hozier prompts#unreal unearth writing prompts#hozier writing prompts#song prompts#song writing prompts#prompt list#dialogue prompts#writing prompts#otp prompts#rp meme#rp starters#fic prompts#writing exercise#writing ideas#imagine your otp#unreal unearth#hozier
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#epic the musical#epic the musical rp#the odyssey#odysseus#odysseus (song)#eurylochus#eurylocus epic#polites#epic the musical polites#odysseus epic
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I'M DAMNED IF I DO AND I'M DAMNED IF I DON'T
#rp musing#rpxmusings#rp musings#THE FACT THAT THIS HELLSITE REMEMBERS MY TAGS IS AN HONOR AND A MIRACLE#the cynic#the hesitant#the paranoid#artist: zach bryan#song: something in the orange
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can u write a jon snow fic where he’s lord commander (ofc) and him and reader were in a fwb arrangement! make it filthy and full of tension and make jon very dominating with his lord commander status (on the bed) 😁
can and would love to though it’s on the desk not on the bed ifyaknowwhatimean ;) (apologies this took forever, getting better about checking my inbox i’m catching up with old asks) hope you don’t mind me making reader be olly’s older sister?? season 5 episode 5 scene olly confronts jon about the wildlings but between reader and jon instead would be full of tension and explain why besides gilly she’s allowed at the wall lol DOM!JON NATION RISESEEEEEEEE <3
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Moment’s Silence (Common Tongue) ⚔︎ Jon Snow x Fem!Reader
Rating: NSFW/smut Warning: dom!jon, sub!reader, fwb, angst, HEAVY TRIGGER WARNING: parental death rip olly’s parents Summary: Jon is Lord Commander. He only lords his title over you in bed. Especially after your first fight. You disagree about making peace with Wildings. He reminds you who’s in charge. Notes: Olly’s older sister!reader, an archer around Jon’s age, set S5 E5, au?? YGRITTE MY GIRL rip dies before canon in this
“View the deed as power’s creed, as pure authority, this moment’s silence when my baby puts the mouth on me…”






“If you have something you want to say to me, say it. It’s all right.” Jon claimed, calmly, at first. He knew you were beyond livid with him, still. Seeing how hard and angrily you slammed shut the heavy door to his candlelit study you stormed into.
Since Lord Commander Snow gave his last order a few days ago, you were so enraged with him, you started sleeping alone again in your chambers. For the first time since sleeping with Jon in his. Giving you space for a few days, he had enough. That day, Snow ordered Olly to bring you to him. You went knowing avoiding Jon much longer was impossible.
“You don’t mean it, do you? Telling the Wildlings you want to make peace. You’re just doing it to trick them.” You did not ask Jon so much as demand an answer from him.
“It’s not a trick.” Snow sighed sadly, scarcely above a whisper despite knowing that half of the Night’s Watch would hate him.
But they already did. Jon just never wanted you to. He knew what he did hurt you, but it was to protect you, and Olly. Still, Snow hated himself for it. He hoped you could understand why—winter was coming. Understanding why you were mad, Snow stood silently against his desk, letting you yell at him until your lungs quit. Jon hated seeing you cry like that, out of anger.
And not out of pleasure, like he had less than a week ago.
Getting up in his handsome but brooding face, you screamed through the tears, “They burned my village! They put an arrow through my father’s head! Right in front of Olly and me! They butchered my mother! Everyone I ever knew!”
Snow stepped closer. Despite you still wearing weaponry and him knowing what you could do with a bow and arrow. You last spoke the day Jon decreed his order to everyone, and you had stormed out of the meeting angrily, to go shoot something in the courtyard outside. No matter how cold it was. As you did—alone—every day since. Still seething.
So was Snow, after three days and nights not touching you.
“I know what it’s like to lose the people you love! I know this is hard for you! But winter is coming! We know what’s coming with it! We can’t face it alone!” Jon rarely raised his voice and lost his temper with you, before. But now you were having your first fight. What Snow said next sounded better in his head, “If they saw the White Walkers—the Army of the Dead— I saw… you know they would understand, your mother and father—”
You slapped Jon. Hard. Across his handsome, black-bearded face. Stronger than you looked, leaving a redhanded handprint, marking him. Slapping Snow only made him angrier, despite knowing he deserved it.
“Don’t talk about them!” You set the boundary as you never wanted to talk about them before. But Jon just desperately wanted you to understand.
“I’m sorry, my love. I deserved that. You’re right, I shouldn’t. I didn’t know them. But they would want you and Olly to live! I’ll never forgive myself if I did not do everything in my power as the Lord Commander to keep you safe!” Snow shouted at you again after apologizing to you. But he had still somehow won the losing battle, as you forgave him.
You blamed his big sad eyes. And how his words moved you. Still, understandably conflicted, and angry at Jon. Not enough to not forgive him, but enough not to right away. And to leave him lonely for the night. Or at least try to.
“You’re damn right you’re sorry! And you’re damn right you deserved that! We shall see if I forgive you. And about making peace with the Wildlings… tomorrow. I would like to sleep on it… alone!” You gave your terms tensely. After yelling your last word, not even Snow’s Valyrian steel sword could cut through the tension that hung heavy and thick between you.
Jon felt his cock grow thick and balls heavy, unable to finish for days without you. Snow strained against his trousers. He had not thought you slapping him would make him hard. But not nearly as hard as the thought of him slapping your pretty face back. You and Jon both felt and saw how hard his cock was pressed up against you, bulging between his hips.
“No! There’s no decision for you to sleep on alone! I know you forgive me! As for the Free Folk, my order is final as Lord Commander!” Jon doubled down and played the title card.
“I’m not one of your crows you can command! Nor a whore you can order to come to your bed!” You felt fire and saw red. But did not mean your next words. Would have in a heartbeat taken them back if you could. Not thinking before just yelling, “I suppose now that you’re Lord Commander Snow you can have your pick of Mole’s Town’s best whores—”
Jon slapped your pretty face back. His cock twitched. Before you could strike him again, Snow snaked his hand around your neck. Choking you like a bruising vice. He left your face hot and pulsing. Like the pooling heat between your thighs. You liked it. But you were not about to tell Jon he had even more power to lord over you. You defiantly doubled down out of spite. Daring him to choke you harder, pressing your hands down over his.
Jon just gave you a wolfish grin, growling in your ear, “I want you, gorgeous. You’re mine. The Lord Commander’s pretty little whore.”
Suddenly, Snow stripped off your weaponry with his hand not choking your throat. Your bow and quiver of arrows he harshly threw across the room, making a mess. Before you could even protest, Jon manhandled you. Making you switch spots, so he pinned up against his desk facing him. All while his hand never stopped choking you harder.
“I’m not anybody’s whore, Snow—” You managed to get out, choked. Lying as his whore was exactly what you wanted to be.
Your chest was pressed up flush against his. Underneath the seams of your corseted bodice, your breasts being squeezed into your dress made him ache beyond all belief. Jon may as well have been drooling from how hungrily he eye-fucked you, up and down.
“My gods… you’re so fucking gorgeous. And you will come to bed—not alone… with me. You’re the Lord Commander’s whore. You will address me properly. That’s an order.” Snow snarled low, livid, and lustfully in your ear. Correcting how you addressed him, his blood hot as fire.
“What makes you think I’ve even missed coming to your bed, Lord Commander?” You teased defiantly. Your words strained, but still dripping with lewd lust.
“Good girl, following my order. And I know you miss my bed because you sound like my pleasured little whore whenever I touch you.” Jon rasped in his Northern accent. He leaned in.
Desperately, you gave into his hungry kiss. Snow’s starving lips and tongue tasted like ale, attacking your mouth. He still choked you. Jon bit your bottom lip between his teeth. Snow suddenly stopped shoving his tongue down throat. Without a warning, Snow spun you around. Pressing your back against his chest, he pinned between him and the table. Roughly, Jon bent you over his desk he cleared quickly, making more mess carelessly. Your cheek Snow slapped still burned, now pressed against cold, hard wood. Jon’s hard cock bulged against your ass. His hand held down the back of your neck. And his other pinned down your lower back.
“No, I don’t!” You whined, your cheek squished against the desk muffling your words a bit. But he heard you. And was far from happy to hear you keep being a brat, “And how do you know I’m not faking it, Lord Commander?”
You could barely see Jon out the corner of your eye. But you could hear his heavy, enraged breathing. Snow tossed layers of your skirts up over your thinly clothed ass. You sucked a sharp breath in. Felt your exposed flesh crawling with goose bumps. Before he slapped your ass even harder than he had your face. Not giving you a second to recover from the pain, Jon reached down to circle your cunt. His fingers felt how soaked the thin fabric was. Snow cursed and pulled the cloth aside. Exposing your slick cunt. You could hear how greedily you took two of his fingers inside your folds, pushing your hips back into him. His desk you marked with your nails by clawing down his desk. You yelled out whorishly from a mix of pleasure and pain. His other hand spanked your ass again. Somehow even harder than the time before. But you had proved his point.
“That’s how I know you’re not faking. Haven’t even used my tongue down there yet. Do you want me to kiss you there, put my mouth on you?” Jon jeered in a mean, mocking tone. You two never fucked with that much tension before as just friends hooking up whenever you had the chance. “If you do, I order you to beg, gorgeous.”
You did not know what else to do in that tense situation other than submit to him. Usually dominant in battle leading archers. But you wanted to be submissive for Snow. Not just liking, but loving it. Needing it even. He could tell by your cunt clenching tightly around his fingers. Jon quickly added a third, not giving you time to adjust. Your mewling moans got higher and more desperate as Snow stretched you out.
“Please, gods! I’m begging for your tongue… kiss me down there… please put your mouth on me, Lord Commander!” You whined with want. Not able to do anything at all or even move.
Bent over the table at Jon’s mercy. The man did not know his own strength. Snow started stripping you of that teasing damn dress. But tore it off you instead. Ripped right down the center of the bodice. Your breath hitched—he was in a fuck-mad rage. Tossing the torn gown to the ground, Jon did the same to your torn underwear he dropped to the floor. He kept your now bare body bent over his desk. You took a moment to breathe as he got down on his knees.
“I’ll only give you what you want if you’re a good girl. I’ll stop if I don’t hear you say you’re the Lord Commander’s whore.” Snow ordered. Before burying his hungry tongue deep inside of your wet cunt for the first time in days.
“Fuck, yes!” You yelled out, feeling—and hearing—his warm, full lips latch between your legs. Your arms reached around to fist any of Jon’s curls you could. “Your tongue feels so good… gods… please don’t stop! I’m your whore, Lord Commander!”
Your head spun. Despite your face still smushed against his desk. Lips parted, panting. Pleading. Snow sucked on your clit impossibly hard. Crying out louder, Jon buried his head deeper in your gushing cunt. His tongue fucked fast, in and out of your folds, then slow, then fast again. What made you moan loudest he repeated, over and over again. Each louder than the last, as sounds of your sex filled Snow’s study with the wet lapping of his tongue in your cunt as his mouth tried to suck you dry. He spent a quarter hour buried face deep inside your folds, edging you. Your hip bones started to hurt, being bruised by the table. And Jon’s iron grip. His handprint marked your ass with more spanking that left you dripping.
“Gods, your cunt tastes so fucking good, gorgeous…” Snow groaned, lust-drunk. Finally coming up for air after ages, your hair he pulled to make you turn to look at him. His handsome, black-bearded face was wet from your cunt. Jon ran his hand through your sensitive folds again, ordering you taste yourself, “Be a good girl and suck my fingers clean. You made a mess.”
Snow shoved his soaked digits into your mouth. You craned your neck painfully over your shoulder to stare deeply into his eyes. Hungrily he watched how your lips sucked. Jon could not take the aching in his trousers any longer. Stripping off his own clothes, he mumbled, don’t even think about moving an inch. You did not dare. Snow stopped for just a moment. He took in the sight of your naked beauty, bent like a whore over his desk. Dripping folds of your wet cunt on display. Your ass marked by his hand. And pretty face nearly a drooling mess on Jon’s desk. Almost about to whine why Snow suddenly stopped touching you, his hard cock bottomed out inside you without warning.
“Oh, gods!” You dragged your nails down his desk again with one hand. Your other clawed behind you at Jon’s bare muscled chest. “Such a fucking big cock, Lord Commander Snow!”
“Fuck, you’re so tight, gorgeous… cunt’s squeezing me like a vice… feels so fucking good—been too long.” Jon groaned into the nape of your neck he kissed. His chest pressed against yours, pinning you down even harder against the desk as Snow started fucking you finally, with his thick, long length.
Painfully slow, at first. You felt every inch of him move in you. Your walls felt each vein of his hard cock. Cunt clenching tight around him as you had his fingers. Frustrated from Snow not fucking you fast enough. Fucking you so slowly. To keep you submissive as he dominated you. Or at least try to, though the pace did not stay so slow long.
Being a demanding brat again, you ordered him, disregarding his title, “Fuck me faster! Gods, let me fucking come, Jon!”
You tried to fuck yourself on his cock best you could. But the position he had you in, with him pinning you down, bent over his desk, made it impossible. You squirmed under Snow who just laughed dark and domineeringly in your ear.
“My pretty little greedy whore…” Jon growled, slowing down even more until fully stopping. His cock warmed you, refusing moving an inch, making you whine from the fullness. “Did the Lord Commander order his whore to come yet?”
His hand harshly craned your neck around to make you look in his eyes best you could, bent over. You heard and saw Snow spit filthily on your cunt. His other hand you felt more than saw come down between your legs. Spreading your lover’s spit over your sensitive, throbbing clit Jon circled again with his fingers, eliciting a string of whiny moans from you. And a scream after suddenly spanking you again. All while warming you with his cock, still refusing to move until you answered him how he ordered you to.
“No, Lord Commander Snow!” You yelled so submissively. Looking like a complete crying mess around his cock.
Warming your cunt while stretching your walls out. Jon made your mind melt, turning to mush.
“And is that how my whore asks her Lord Commander to fuck her faster?” Snow snarled. Spanking your ass again after you did not answer him, hard for you to talk after nearly losing your voice from Jon making you scream so much. “I asked you another question, gorgeous.”
“Please, please! Fuck me faster… I’m fucking begging you, please, Lord Commander!” You cried out on the verge of hot tears. Snow snaked his hands through your hair.
“Good girl. Now you can come on your Lord Commander’s cock, gorgeous… that’s an order.” Jon growled in your ear as his broad shoulders pinned yours against his desk. He wrapped your hair around his hand.
Holding it tight in his iron grip. He pulled so hard you winced.
Snow started roughly rutting deep into you. At an animalistic stamina, screaming his name whorishly. Jon bit your shoulder. Before he marked your skin, sucking so hard he left lovebites on the side of your neck. Over and over again, lewd sounds of Snow’s skin slapped yours. He harshly fucked fast, in and out of your wet folds. Filling you as the sound filled both your ears and Jon’s candlelit study. Scratching down his desk again, you cried out from a mind melting mix of pleasure and pain. Snow still spanked and edged you, denying your release. He wiped away stray tears escaping your eyes screwed shut in pleasure. Jon loved seeing you cry like that, out of pleasure. And not out of anger. After he elicited a filthy string of your highest, loudest moans yet, you started clenching even harder around his cock.
He hit the exact spot you needed. Again and again. Until you could not last any longer, “Fucking hells… I’m going to come, Lord Commander!”
You screamed so loud, your filthy cries rung in his head like a bell. Tension you felt forming in deep pit inside you filled to the brim. Spilling over, your cunt gushed around Snow’s full cock. Clenching around him with your walls impossibly tight, you felt his cock throb, helping him reach his own orgasm.
“Good girl, gorgeous—good gods, you’re squeezing me so fucking tight! Fuck, love! I’m coming!” Jon howled, humping you into the table, chasing his release, and riding out your own.
Your cunt was overstimulated with too much pleasure. You could not think of anything bent over his desk, with his dick making you dizzy as he railed you. Screaming moans ripped through both your throats as you felt Snow’s cock paint your walls white with his hot seed. Slowing down, he made a mess, mix of your come dripping down your legs. You were as limp as a doll under him on his desk now. All fucked out, your flesh raw from how harshly he dominated you. And you both loved it.
“Now, remind me… who’s in charge, gorgeous?“ Jon asked after he collapsed in his chair by the table. He pulled you onto his lap like a rag doll for a deep, sloppy kiss.
Snow started massaging your sore legs and ass. All you could think to say after he had fucked you hard into submission was, “You, Lord Commander.”
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#jon snow smut#jon snow x reader#jon snow#jon snow fanfic#jon snow fanfiction#game of thrones#a song of ice and fire#asoiaf#a game of thrones#asoif/got#asoif fanfic#kit harington#robb stark#house of the dragon#robb stark fanfic#robb stark fanfiction#robb stark smut#house stark#house targaryen#smut#fanfiction#game of thrones fanfiction#fanfic#asoiaf fancast#hotd#hotd cregan#hotd rp#hotd fanfic#hotd x reader#hotd aemond
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#𓄹 ׁ ͏ ✧ clover diaries ࿁♪⠀ㅤׅ ⠀◌#alt moodboard#dark moodboard#bg moodboard#close your eyes#cye moodboard#edgy moodboard#messy moodboard#soft moodboard#bg layouts#clean moodboard#bg messy moodboard#messy layouts#cye seungho#seungho moodboard#song seungho#vintage moodboard#colorful moodboard#fakeland#fakeland moodboard#rp moodboard#lq moodboard
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Me when a bunch of specimen say kiss kiss bang bang for 4 minutes
#batman villains#this is a reference to a song btw#batman comics#batman#batman rp#only in gotham rp#only in gotham#gotham rp#batman oc#gideon noches
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♫♪♬
Are you hearing me when I say you're bleeding me out With all the things you don't say?
#emeric#mysims#simblr#the sims 4#thesims4#sims#sims 4#ts4 rp#ts4 oc#sims oc#sims edit#ts4 edit#s4#s4 edit#ts4#random song lyrics since I can never think of captions lol
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͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ﹙ gі᥎ᥱ mᥱ ͏ ͏ ♡ ͏ ͏ 𝗍һᥱ ᥴrᥱძі𝗍s ͏﹚

#izyconic#icons#moodboard#amino moodboard#kpop moodboard#aesthetic#rp moodboard#rpg moodboard#gg moodboard#kpop gg#gidle kpop#gidle moodboard#gidle#gidle icons#gidle yuqi#song yuqi#yuqi icons#yuqi moodboard#yuqi
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sigma bells, Hoffman smells, I’ll blow up ur head…!
#Idk the rest of the song#saw#mark hoffman#jingle bells#peepaw john speaks#sawtism#sawposting#saw rp
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I've had caption-envy long enough!
I've seen some amazing captions accompanying equally amazing gposes and I'm dying to know how others approach captioning their gposes. (If they do)
#gposers#ffxiv gpose#FFXIV#I personally do a couple of these#I either pull from my own writing/rp#or in rare cases I'll use a song lyric#I'm out of town so I can't gpose this week#discussing it in tags is the next best thing
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