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[everfascinated]

It is once again that time of year! My favorite part of the holiday season! Sending cards!! :D

Each year I like to send cards to family, friends, coworkers, and whoever else can use a bit of wintery cheer! I send cards near and far so if you'd like a card just fill out this form before it closes (likely December 15th to ensure everyone gets it before the end of the year).

Sending back cards isn't required but if you'd like to then I'm happy to share my address (there's a spot for it in the form).

#Ever's Holiday Cards 2023 #That's the tag this will be reblogged with for any block lists #Life is a little hectic rn but I'm hoping to get the queue back up this week #pending uh like just general stress levels from work and family lol #but I LOVE making time for cards #what a bright spot in my year omg

[wildskissed]

He almost seemed hesitant for a moment, as if worrying he might be overstepping in his gestures, but Tareque shoved the stalling aside and presented Eve for a gift. “I saw this in the market… For some reason, it made me think of you and I knew you needed to have it.”

On the delicate looking golden braided chain was a charm, a panther carved from green malachite, it’s eyes inset with tiny chips of black onyx.

Unclasping the chain’s latch, he held it up for her to see while also offering to place it on her. “May I? I won’t be offended if you opt not to wear it after,” he admitted with a smile with a touch of uncertainty behind it.

Eve wasn't used to getting gifts, and yet, something about the fact that he had even thought to get her something, had brought a giant smile to her face...and some tears to her eyes. It was thoughtful, and the fact that he seemed so genuinely less confident than usual, tugged at her heartstrings. Did he really think that she wouldn't like it?

He had thought of her, and that was honestly the best gift of all.

“Tareque,” she said jovially, lifting up her hair and turning around so that he could fasten it without her fiery locks getting in the way. “This is beautiful and so thoughtful...why wouldn't I always wear it?”

Eve waited until the necklace was around her neck before she turned around again, beaming up at him with misty eyes. Rolling up on the balls of her feet, she pressed a tender and lingering kiss to his cheek, wanting him to know just how grateful she was for this. Her fingers lightly danced along the pendant reverently as she stepped closer into his space, feeling lighter than she had in a while.

“Really, this is perfect...”

#shadovan #╰•★ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇɢɪɴ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ★ [main verse] #tar and eve tag pending #╰•★ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴍᴇ ꜱᴘᴇʟʟ★ [eve answers] #please she is so happy right now #i was gonna queue this but i can't #had to be posted before i went to work lol

[redemptivexheroics]

@morexfuntomiss

Alex Carter And Maya Dawson

#Alex And Maya [Ship Tag Pending] #morexfuntomiss #Modern Day Prince Verse #My Tumblr Ships #Are You Speaking To Queue?

[dyadhogs]

speaking of old relations...

again, it's been hinted at a few times but amy did have a prior relationship that was just...awful. she rarely talks about this and most people (other than sonic and sticks) don't even know about it as it happened before she got to bygone island. in fact it's one of the main reasons she moved to begin with.

she was, as she puts it, young and dumb and didn't know her own self-worth at that time. it wasn't a healthy relationship, and it left amy with certain mental scars and tribulations that took a long time to work through. she was whittled down and she had to build herself back up. it's why she makes such a point in being independent now, why she takes pride in who she is and rarely puts up with crap.

ironically this is one of the things that drew sonic to her.

#off saving the village [queue] #a rose without thorns ;; amy [headcanon] #tag pending [ask to tag]

[nebula-drcams]

@dcmonprncss

"Halloween season is over but I'm still not changing from Pumpkin Spice to Peppermint Mocha until it actually hits December. I swear it's like people don't want fall to exist or something. Winter's nice and all but Fall usually brings that perfect temperature that's not too hot or not too cold." 

She swears people are too quick to jump into the 'Christmas Spirit', while she doesn't fully mind it, she would like to enjoy the fall a bit more before snow makes it's way around and everything becomes freezing cold.

#dcmonprncss #★ ►𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓘 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓲𝓽 𝓲𝓼◄ ⌠ Nimue Umiko ⌡ #verse tag pending #★ ► ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏꜱᴍᴏꜱ ◄ ⌠ In Character ⌡ #★ ► Qᴜᴇᴜᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ ◄ ⌠Queue ⌡

[fantasywritten]

@lcveblossomed (continued from here)

“PLEASE.” Rigg reached for the bottle, gently taking it out of Lachlan’s hands. Now that he was off-duty, he could drink as much as he wanted — and BOY, did he want to. His job was stressful as fuck, especially lately. He took a swig from the bottle, wrinkled his nose, then handed it back to the other man. “ROUGH DAY?”

#✽ (115.) daniel rigg tag pending #lcveblossomed #✽ (queue) — keep calm and queue on

[hauntsect]

Like this for me to go into your DMs to plot or reply “meme pls” or anything for me to send you a random meme (specify which muse if you’re a multi). This is for both people who have interacted and people who have not!

#❥ ❝ come join me ❞ (memes) #it may take me a while but I will do it! #I may be sleeping lmao #queue tag pending

[candlewick-corporation]

From: [HERE]!

@tricoloredillusionlusion

Her reaction tells him all he needs to know, sitting on the ground working at his prosthetic. Her eyes move, her fingers give just slight twitches. Trying to dispel her semblance. Assuming him fake. It was her. He'd heard of course, from the girl scouts. Neo had never found out he was alive. And even if they told her, what reason had she to believe them? He couldn't fault her. The girl scouts said she'd stayed in the... Ever After. Something about free therapy. They weren't even truly sure she would ever return. But here she was months later, having jolted into the room like she was looking for someone. Not him, he was dead. Should have been dead.

Roman tries to push himself upright, only for his prosthetic to crunch and grind angrily, something caught in joints or broken or-- his poorly managed anger finally spikes. He sits back harshly on his ass, and wrenches at his prosthetic. The sharp snaps in his skull of him detaching his prosthetic make his fingers jump, the sudden flash of pain making him toss the stupid thing. As it clatters to a stop between them, Roman glares at it, working his jaw before just putting his head in his hands.

"Just go. If you're looking for Red, she should be down the hall in the room to the left. Can't miss it."

Roman assumes she would rather not look at him if she can help it, given what she'd gone through, and he doesn't blame her. They're both different now, aren't they?

Roman isn't entirely sure if he can even look at her without his semblance spiking out of control and sending the temperature higher, if not combusting half the room again.

"And if you aren't looking for Red, she can point you towards anyone else."

#I been so GOOD; I been HELPFUL and FRIENDLY [Reformed] {Roman Torchwick} #tricoloredillusion #tricolored neo tag pending #I stay out too LATE; Got nothin' in my QUEUE #hes in misery your honor #and a downward spiral

[seginbeats]

◁◁ ▐ ▌ ▷▷ Now playing. . . Starter for @vlvheart

“I ‘unno,” Giacomo scrubbed the back of his head with his hand, and looked to the side awkwardly. They were sitting on a bench outside of one of the many sandwich shops in Mesagoza; Cereza had noticed Giacomo’s almost melancholy attitude for the past few days, and insisted on talking to the stubborn boy about it.

Ah, but, feelings were complicated; seldom did Giacomo want to open up and discuss these things, especially when it involved familial matters. He felt awful keeping secrets from Cereza though-- he couldn't recall caring for someone outside of Team Star so much. Maybe he just didn't want her to worry so much; in Giacomo's mind, there were bigger problems in the world than his conflict with his parents.

“It ain’t that important,” Giacomo tried to deflect, despite his facial expressions giving away his disdain, “you don’t gotta worry.”

#vlvheart #☆ ‹ ᴅᴊ ᴠɪᴄᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇ › in character #✩ ‹ ₀₀₃. I Rᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ › - Operation Starfall Completion Verse #queue tag pending

[mcmcntomorii-later]

@knightshonour

[ bubble bath ] to soak in a warm bubble bath with my muse. (sure why not, seems a fun option.)

Mukuro couldn't recall the last time she actually took a bubble bath, so when Rowan invited her to join in on one, Mukuro was more than happy to oblige。

While she could probably have just relaxed against the other end of the tub, Mukuro liked the idea of leaning against his chest more。 So that's what she chose to do, her bare back resting comfortably against his chest。

Her eyes closed in a relaxed state as the warmth of the water along with the pleasant company worked to make her feel at ease for once。

「Thank you, this is really nice,」 Mukuro states in a soft tone as she rests her head back to lean against his shoulder, her hair tied up in a big messy bun to avoid having her rather long hair every where。

【 valentine's inbox memes 】 ♡ 【 accepting 】

#knightshonour #⌈ 🐍 ⌉ UNIDENTIFIED. || ✧ –––– UNKNOWN / TAG PENDING. #⌈ 💌 ⌉ ASKS. || ✧ –––– A SORT OF HAUGHTY PLACE TO RUN THROUGH. #⌈ 🦊 ⌉ IC ASKS. || ✧ –––– GO WHERE YOU BELONG. #⌈ ✨ ⌉ QUEUE. || ✧ –––– THERE WAS A QUEUE HERE. IT’S GONE NOW.

[ensuists-moved]

@constellaris ✯ s.c.

❝ Do you need a hand with that at all?? I don't mind offering my assistance to you. ❞

#constellaris #for whoever vibes with this the most!! if u want something else tho lmk!! #genshin impact verse tag pending (julien). #❛ with shortness of breath he’ll explain the infinite — interactions (julien). ❜ #❛ leave a message at the beep — queue. ❜

[awalkoflife-arc]

+ harrison morgan's senior prom, mystic falls edition.

❝ har ---- you want to tell me the real reason you're still sitting here? ❞ iris asked, glancing at the 6'5 statue by her side. harrison was exhausted, slumped down in the chair beside his best friend, having barely conversed with anyone the entire night. the full moon had a lot to answer for, at least that's what he wanted to tell her, but how could he? after being locked up by his brother, he'd managed to escape. for the first time since his initial transformation, he was let loose in mystic falls. all day, he'd scoured through the local papers, flicked through the news channels, awaited the dreaded terror that would accompany learning that he'd been responsible for some tragedy, but luckily, there were no reports. he didn't want to worry caroline about it, but that's all he'd thought about. what if he'd tried to find her? what if he had a run-in with her and tyler? what if the worse thing that could happen, happened? what if, what if, what if.... the possibilities were enough to drive harrison insane, not to mention the fact that his entire history with the blonde was composed of that very question. what if?

all day, he'd been too anxious to check in. she was literally next door and he couldn't even make the thirty second journey to her front porch. given that today was his senior prom, they'd also skipped their newly formed tradition of spending the day together. harrison was, for all intents and purposes, iris' beard. but he'd woken up in the middle of nowhere, with scratches across his chest and down his sides. some other creature had obviously attacked him during the night, not that he had any recollection of it. none of that mattered though because he'd made a promise to his friend. so he found his way home, showered, shaved and turned up for the only girl who knew his second biggest secret. ❝ she's not com---- ❞ before he can even finish the sentence, the brunette cuts him off. the look she gives him is a mixture of frustration and impatience, one that settles deep into the furrow of her brow. ❝ no shit, she's not coming. you didn't ask her. you asked me because my parents would disown me if they knew the truth. but you've done your bit so i'm telling you to go. now. make your prom night memorable with the girl who should be sitting here with you. bring her to coop's after-party? i can meet you both there. ❞ he's hard pressed to fight her on it because if there's one person who can read him like an open book, it's iris endler. she's like the female version of him minus the part where she wolfs out every full moon.

harrison decides not to argue and without another word, he stands to leave. cooper was crowned prom king an hour ago and iris is already making eyes at the yearbook editor on the other side of the room. all is well. aside from the communication he's been having with molly, his non-girlfriend, who has been blowing up his phone all night. molly, who insisted that he was so lame for even wanting to go to his senior prom. she didn't seem to grasp the fact that he was only attending for iris. harrison doesn't have the energy to respond, so he switches off his cell and makes the familiar route home. there's no way to know for sure if caroline will be there when he arrives or if she'll even want to speak with him after his radio silence. still, she's the only person he wants to share this night with ---- it's one more milestone, one more memory and there's no one else he could ever envision spending it with, no matter how cheesy it is. he's not into romcoms, he's also not known to make grand gestures of affection, but for caroline forbes? all bets are off.

hannah isn't home when he makes a trip inside to grab his portable speaker. by the looks of it, liz isn't either, her patrol car absent from the driveway. there is however, a bedroom light on directly across from his, the familiar golden glow illuminating the walls he knew so well. there's a flicker of movement behind the curtain and before she catches him, he disappears outside and into her back lawn. in true romcom fashion, or because maybe, for once in her life, she deserves to feel like the star of a john hughes directed movie, harrison throws a handful of stones up against her window. he turns his cell back on and connects it to the speaker, playing a rendition of a song caroline had let him hear a month or two prior. some country singer who had been a guest performer for taylor swift on her 1989 world tour. the lyrics are a little too appropriate ---- try as i may, i can never explain, what i hear when you don't say a thing. it was the first time in a long time that they'd gone the entire day without speaking post full moon. but the smile that appears when she peers out to greet him says it all and maybe, just maybe she feels the same, looking at him almost as though he'd returned from the war. it'd only been a few hours, but it felt like a lifetime. ❝ it's still our day. ❞ harrison reminds her, ❝ so, will you come out here and dance with me? ❞

#( harrison morgan tvd verse: tag pending. ) #( harrison morgan: drabble. ) #lia idk what this is but it's been living in my brain for the past month so here you have it. #seesgood #???? #( queue. )

[nebula-drcams]

@etriansquad-yssey / @protagprinny​ I’m assuming you want this for Nimue.

“...Could you please stop staring at me like I have something on my face. What is it? I don’t want people thinking I’m nuts or something.” Who is this person anyway and what do they want???

#etriansquadyssey #protagprinny #★ ►𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓘 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓲𝓽 𝓲𝓼◄ ⌠Nimue Umiko ⌡ #Verse Tag Pending ;; #★ ► ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏꜱᴍᴏꜱ ◄ ⌠ In Character ⌡ #★ ► Qᴜᴇᴜᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ ◄ ⌠Queue ⌡