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auroragalaxyblair · 4 months

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#AuroraGalaxyBlair and Friends: Band Together #The Fox Kitsune Sisters 🦊💙🩵🤍🌨️💎🎑🌠🌌#🌌AuroraGalaxyBlair Multiverse🌌#💗Flora💗#🔮Natalie🔮#🪷Charlotte🪷#🌸Spring🌸#🌿Adeline🌿#🌺Summer🌺#🍂Angela🍂#🍁Autumn🍁#🌨️Katie🌨️#❄️Winter❄️#🌈Andy Mixel🌈#AuroraGalaxyBlair & Friends: All~Starstopia #Pal Labs #DreamWorks and ILLUMINATION #Cartoon Network Movies

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charmed-n-zesty · 4 months

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#cross country skiing #ski country #forest #❄️#winter #winter aesthetic #nature #wintercore #cottage country #forest and trees #forestcore #aesthetics #landscape #nature photography #original photography #photographers on tumblr #snow #forest photography

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www-jungwon · 5 months

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in which jake thinks he’s dying, and you think he just slipped on ice and it’s a bruise ୨୧

tw. jake is injured and has a bruise bc he fell on ice, mentions of being shot, attacked, and being dead/dying (as a joke) wc. 262

“i’m dying!” jake whines, the back of his hand pressed to his forehead dramatically.

“you’re fine.” you push up from the couch, jake clutching at your hand. the blanket falls down his arm, pooling over his shoulder.

“how could you leave me now, when i’m dying? do you not care about me at all?” he pushes out his bottom lip, “i thought you loved me.”

“you’re not dying, i do, and i do.”

he pulls you back down into a hug and you stumble.

“then why’re you leaving me?”

“to get you a glass of water.”

“no.” he buries his head into your arm.

“ok, fine, i’ll stay.” you push him over on the couch and he cries out.

“ow! that’s where i was attacked.”

“you weren’t shot jake, you fell on ice and bruised yourself.”

he looks at you woundedly, but moves farther against the cushions to make space for you, offering you the blanket.

you curl into him, yawning.

after a while, you hear him quiet down, and looking over you see his eyes closed, head pushed onto the pillow next to him.

you push his hair out of his forehead and he leans into your hand.

“my overdramatic boy,” you coo, and his eyes snap open.

“you’re making fun of me when i’m dying? and you claim to love me?”

you jump slightly. “i thought you were asleep!”

“i was, but the heartbreaking meaning of your words pulled me from my res-”

“oh, shut up,” you pull him into a hug and he sighs, sinking into you.

“i love you.” you whisper.

“hmph.”

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#❄️ — winters of us.#enhypen x reader #enhypen imagines #jake x reader #jake x you #jake sim #jake imagines #enhypen jake #jake sim x you #jake sim fluff #jake sim x reader #jake sim imagines #jake fluff #sim jake x reader #sim jaeyun x reader #sim jaeyun #enhypen #enhypen scenarios #enhypen fluff

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oldfarmhouse · 4 months

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𝐒𝐨 🌲𝐜𝐨𝐳𝐲

𝗁𝗍𝗍𝗉s://instagram.com/kjp

#christmas trees #merry christmas #winter ❄️

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petaltexturedskies · 5 months

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Sara Teasdale, from "September Midnight"

#sara teasdale #winter #snow #❄️#typography #soon will the winter be on us snow-hushed and heavy

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kisakis-boyfriend · 4 months

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idk if you know that burrito blanket meme but perhaps a request for cold weather and toasty blankets?? wrapping up mikey in a blanket like a burrito and fucking him that way so he cant get away or move his limbs??

Pairings: Mikey x reader

Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Mikey, bondage technically LOL, creampie, whiny/childish Mikey

Genre/Format: Smut; Oneshot

Author's Note: I think I know exactly what you're talking about, anon. Or maybe it's a similar meme lol. The one I saw goes like: "Sad sushi -> roll sushi in blanket -> place sushi roll on couch -> dick that sushi nice and hard! -> happy lil sushi roll!"

Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!

“Y/n it's sooo cooold!!” Mikey groaned for what seemed like the millionth time today. He did this every single time you had to stop cuddling. Bathroom break? Mikey complains. Go grab a snack/drink? Mikey whines. Fetch another blanket since it's “freezing”? Mikey holds onto your arm so that you can't walk away

“C'mon, cuddle with me!”

You pinched the bridge of your nose before turning around to face him again. “Mikey I need to pee. It only takes me like, two minutes. Not even.”

“What if I freeze to death before you get back!” Ok now he is really being dramatic...

“You're not gonna freeze, Mikey. I'll be right back.” As you shut the door to the bathroom you could hear the exaggerated moans and groans of your partner. Whining into the couch cushion like a child. If he was really so cold, then you'll find a way to keep him nice and toasty

As soon as you finish up in the bathroom, you dash over to the closet and pull out another blanket, bringing it back to the living room in a huff. Mikey looks up at you with outstretched arms, silently begging for more cuddles. Instead you make him stand up so that you can wrap the blanket around him — effectively turning your boyfriend into a warm burrito

“Heeeyy!! Y/n, how am I supposed to cuddle with you now?” He whined, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. Your response was pushing his fluffy self back onto the couch, pulling his pants and underwear down in one swift motion

“Y-y/n—?!” Mikey gulped, getting pulled by his thighs so that his legs now rested on either side of your waist

A glare silenced the boy rather quickly. Shrinking down in his little cocoon while you explained, “If you wanna be whiny I'm going to fuck you until you're too stupid to speak, understand?” You said with no real malice, simply a warning for Mikey not to push your buttons too much

Mikey whimpered but nodded nonetheless. Watching as you spit on your cock and stroked yourself a little. He knew exactly what was coming next— a familiar pang of pain hit his nerves when you pressed the tip of your dick inside of him. Pushing past the rim a little at a time

Another glob of spit fell onto his entrance and your tip, acting as shoddy lube. The burning stretch caused Mikey to wince, scrunching his face up as you filled him halfway. You shushed him, gently caressing his tensed thighs and petting his hair as you allowed him to adjust some more

Shallow thrusts helped him get used to your size, eventually leading into full on slamming into Mikey's hole like he was nothing more than a fleshlight. Deep and hard. Using his current burrito state as a means to dick him down as hard as you could; surely bruising his poor thighs

“Fffuck– Gonna cum, Mikey—!! ” You groaned, an iron grip around his little legs. “Gonna fill you with somethin' nice and warm, babe~ ” Gazing down at your baby boy's fucked out expression is what tipped you over the edge — cumming with a choked moan

When you eventually pulled out, some of your cum dribbled out and down Mikey's ass, eliciting adorable sounds from him. Maybe while he's stuck like this you'll fill him a little more? Keep him warm and cozy with your cum bloating his tummy

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suashii · 4 months

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HO HO HO !

info ⭑ kuroo x fem!reader ﾉ 0.7k wc ﾉ sfw ﾉ fluff ﾉ reader wears a dress and heels, referred to as wife

requested by @tetzoro for my winter wonderland event!

it’s that time of year when kuroo’s company holiday parties are starting to roll around. he isn’t the type to turn down an invitation but he also isn’t the type to go anywhere without you, which explains how you’ve found yourself in your current predicament.

a frown tugs at your lips as you hold a gold earning in one hand and a silver in the other, raising and lowering both of them to get an idea of which would look better with your dress. the fabric wrapped around you is a deeper red color, burgundy if you had to name it. each time you compare the two pieces of jewelry with the garment, the scale begins to weigh in favor of one over the other.

you can practically hear kuroo telling you, “go for gold,” as you put the earrings in with a small smile.

after a few finishing touches—smoothing down flyaways, spritzing some perfume, fixing your lipstick—you grab your bag and shoes and make your way down to the living room where kuroo is waiting for you.

the christmas music playing over the record grows louder as you descend the stairs and the closer you get to the bottom, the more distinct kuroo’s humming becomes. he isn’t in the living room where you expect to find him, but in the kitchen surveying the cookies for the party that you had told him not to touch. the floor creaks with your approach and his head shoots up like he’s been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

though, the look of guilt that paints his face is only temporary. widened eyes are quickly traded for wandering ones, dark amber irises raking over your figure before settling on your own questioning gaze.

“ho ho holy shit you look good,” kuroo announces, leaning against the kitchen island with a grin.

you groan at his lame joke, earning a deep chuckle from kuroo. you should be used to it by now—his corny jokes and cheesy pickup lines. maybe part of you has grown accustomed to it all, but you can’t help but offer up the same unimpressed reaction every time.

you join him at the counter, setting your bag on the surface and situating yourself on one of the stools.

“no good?” he asks, taking your heels from your hand and kneeling down to put them on for you.

you hum in contemplation, poking his chest with your toe. “i guess i’d rather have you use your bad lines here than in public.”

“oh come on,” he looks up at you while clasping the strap of your shoe around your ankle, “it wasn’t that bad.”

you giggle at his defensiveness, holding his cheeks in your hands when he rests his chin on your knees. he softens like butter under your touch and you get the feeling your hands on his face is apology enough for your jab. still, you squish his cheeks and tell him, “thank you for the compliment, tetsu.”

kuroo grins before turning to kiss the inside of your wrist. you pat his cheeks and jerk your head in the direction of the cookies you had decorated before getting ready. “help me pack these up?”

“of course.” he gives you a hand to help you down from the stool and lets you start while he washes his hands.

with festive music filling the air, the two of you store the cookies in tupperware, stacking each bin on top of each other when they’re filled. you’re packing up the last tub now but when you reach for the final cookie, it’s missing from its place on the parchment paper.

you turn to investigate where the treat disappeared to and find it in kuroo’s hand on the way to his mouth.

“hey!” you point a scolding finger at him. “these are supposed to be for the party.”

“what, my wife being the baker doesn’t give me first dibs?” he questions, a confused crease between his eyebrows.

you’re tempted to tell him that his status as your husband doesn’t earn him special privileges but the genuine bewilderment he wears weakens your resolve. it’s a combination of funny and sweet that you can’t bring yourself to say no to.

“fine, it’s yours.” you close up the last tub, short by one cookie than you’d originally planned. “you better be glad i love you.”

he steps behind you, wrapping an arm around your waist and leaning down to plant a kiss on your temple. “i thank my lucky stars every day.”

#[ ❄️ ] — WINTER WONDERLAND !#kuroo x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #kuroo fluff #haikyuu fluff #kuroo drabble #haikyuu drabbles

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famousfishathletecookie · 4 months

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#nature #зима #зимняя сказка #❄️#русский tumblr #snow #winter park #winter

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scotianostra · 3 months

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Eileen Donna Castle 🏰

#scotland #scottish #history #castle #fairy tale #winter ❄️#video #Instagram

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eternally-frozen · 1 month

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Peek-a-boo i.

Unreliable synopsis: How many masks can you stack on one face?

Author note: I return with nothing but a self-indulgent post that might or might not be connected to an old fic <3 On another note, send me an ask containing your interest for a drabble event if you want to see one

Warning: Dottore. Kidnap mention. Bro is a bit weird but it's okay, I love him. No beta because I will cry. Author is insane and the writing might be too

The room pulses with an eerie silence, broken only by the faint hum of fluorescent lights flickering overhead. Crimson eyes, glossy and void of light, gaze through you. Two pale blue strands hang on either side of his face, one slightly longer than the other. The ends of which curl like an untamable wave. His shoulders are tense, and he seems absent while his body is present.

The man in front of you is zoning out again.

You’re unsure what goes on in the mind of your captor, but these moments are the ones you fear most. You never quite know which side of him appears when he wakes up from his stupor.

Silence takes over the room. You don’t move, you don’t breathe. In this moment you are merely a spectator—the very thing he used to be in your life before he decided to take a more direct approach in the current experiment.

‘Dottore’ clutches the wooden frame of the chair in front of him. His knuckles turn white at the strength he uses but his expression remains blank and devoid of any emotion.

And then as, quickly as it came, the moment passed.

The eyebrows that were previously relaxed are pushed into an unforgiving frown. His lips are pursed, and he takes but a mere second to regain his awareness.

“You.” he spits out.

It was reported to be the coldest winter in the past two decades when you first arrived in Snezhnaya. The first nights in the previously abandoned mansion had been insufferable. The walls are too thin, the sheets too light, and the doors too loose. Cold air creeps up from every corner, forcing you back into the arms of the person you despise most.

“I thought you were exaggerating when you told me about the eternal winters of Snezhnaya.” You wrap your second blanket closer to your body. The side of your body is pressed against the decrepit sofa in a desperate attempt to cover your back from the air.

In direct contrast to you, Zandik sits comfortably with his legs crossed on the sofa across from you. He is wearing a chunky, cable-knit sweater in a deep navy blue colour. The crisp, white button-up shirt underneath compliments the otherwise darker colour. The collar is neatly pressed and peeks out from the sweater.

Paired with the sweater, he wears a pair of slim-fitted trousers in a dark shade of grey. These, too, are neatly pressed and fall just above his polished black shoes.

He had dressed this way on the rainier days in Sumeru. It sparks a sense of nostalgia when you look at him now. The outfit is a nearly identical replica of the clothes he wore during your first interactions in the Akademiya. The only thing that falls short is the incertitude and cold look on his face.

He shifts in his position on the sofa, uncrossing his legs, and then crossing them again. He scoffs at your attempt at a conversation opener. “Surely you can’t expect to blame me for your lack of knowledge regarding the environmental habitats of Snezhnaya.”

“Part of you is to blame. I don’t recall you ever giving me the time to research it. Nor did you warn me about your decision to kidnap me.”

He is silent after that.

The truth should hurt. Given the way he acted during the last days of being at the Akademiya and the way he carried himself during your travels, you expected asperity—anything but silence.

A shiver falls over you again, and you curl yourself up tighter.

Your eyes fall upon the Zandik in front of you. It might be wishful thinking, but a spark of recognition, a small light, seems to have returned in his eyes. He feels less distant. Sure, he is far from the boy you first met, but you can’t deny that he seems softer.

It’s strange how abruptly he can change. Like the moon, he goes through phases where he comes off to be unwhole. Often, you don’t doubt he’s lost part of himself. In what? You’re not sure. But as soon as it comes, it passes, and he seems whole again.

The tips of his fingers trace the fabric of the decaying sofa. His touch caressing what must be a mixture of dust and loose threads with the filling underneath being the sole foundation that keeps it from collapsing.

You wonder how he came into possession of this large mansion, and why he had left it in the first place. You wonder why and how he ended up in the Akademiya.

“I’m going to the library.” He says.

Zandik stands up from the couch. The wall he had built between you and him stands as tall as he does. It towers over both of you, and you’re unsure whether this barrier protects or fails you.

For the first time since he decided to sit in your company, his eyes find yours. There is a sense of urgency behind his next words. “Don’t follow me.”

You nod. The idea of following him has landed you in this situation. You long learnt that curiosity is what makes or breaks a man, and you’re not ready to gamble your life again to learn the secrets that Zandik hides.

Oblivion is bliss.

His footsteps echo through the bare room. Most of the furniture remains covered by linen cloths and aged by a layer of dust and untold history.

‘The library’.

Oh, how you long to read.

To have the company of words instead of a man you've grown to despise.

#❄️ winter: writes #tw: yandere #dottore x reader #il dottore #il dottore x reader #yandere x reader #yandere drabble #yandere imagines #yandere #yandere genshin x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact

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fluffyselfships · 4 months

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hopping on this trend because i couldn't resist drawing all my fools together <3

#i dont like wearing dresses so #pink suit!!!<3333 #i need to draw my sona in suits more often #anyways #❄️winter wonder babe🩵#📚antiquarian cutie👓#🧊iceman👑#🔪my devil guy🥩#garebear #homefry #i need to give the rest of them emojis at some point #oh well #i love them sm #f/o #self ship #self insert #self shipping #selfship #mod bun🐰

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wintersera · 3 months

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just thinking about loser mj who gets horny so easily and cums so quickly all the time… you barely have to do anything, and she’ll get hard… and she’s definitely cum in her pants from just a makeout session.. teasing mj about how sensitive she is, how she cums into your mouth already when you’ve only been going down on her for like a minute, or how you can barely get her to fuck you long enough for you to get close to cumming because she’s already cum inside of you… telling her that she needs to get a cock ring for that cock of hers since she apparently can’t last long enough on her own! (but she gets some points for being so enthusiastic about eating you out after she’s cum!) - ❄️

sorry anon i havent responded to you this at all, and your other one as well but hehehe lemme add on 😈

making minjeong excruciatingly sensitive for some funsies, you cockwarm her as well- yes with the cock ring on as well. she’d be suffering so much, feeling like she’d explode from just being inside of you.

#✿kaye talks #❄️ anon #aespa smut #aespa winter smut #aespa x reader smut #g!p aespa #g!p winter #kim minjeong smut #kpop girl group smut #girl group smut #kpop smut

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charmed-n-zesty · 4 months

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Let it snow, let it snow

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www-jungwon · 5 months

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in which niki can bake, thank you very much ୨୧

tw. kissing, mentions of a holiday party wc. 323

you’re holding the measuring spoon up, eyeing the level of flour contained in it, when an arm pulls you out of nowhere, causing you to lose your balance and tumble backwards, spilling the flour all over yourself.

“niki!”

the weight of a chin appears on your shoulder and the familiar hum of your boyfriend fills your left ear. “hm?”

“look at me!”

“i am,” he grins, peering up through his lashes at you.

“oh, shut up.”

flour dusts your nose and cheeks, spreading onto your apron.

niki reaches out a finger and pokes your nose, you scowling immediately.

“you’re so annoying.”

“i’m sorry, want me to help bake the cookies?”

“you can’t even bake.”

he scoffs, “at least i can reach ingredients on the top shelves.”

you shove backwards into him as hard as you can, but he doesn’t move an inch, his grasp around you only tightening.

“niki, i’m trying to bake, i need to make these for the holiday party tomorrow.”

he gasps in mock fear, “oh no, the full name,”

“i’m being serious, i need to bake right now.”

“i need to hug my girlfriend.”

“your girlfriend doesn’t want you to hug her right now.”

“i think she does.”

“this third person thing is freaking me out.”

“you started it!”

“go away.”

niki sneaks his head around your shoulder, kissing your neck.

“niki, i-”

“that’s not my name,” he mumbles into the side of your neck, placing another kiss onto your skin.

“niki! i sw-”

“still not my name,” he noses into your neck and you sigh.

“ki, i-”

“there we go,” he sighs, content lacing his tone. he suddenly grabs your side, spinning you around and pushing your back into the counter. he presses kisses across your face, hugging you tightly and grinning.

“ki! oh my gosh.”

“your boyfriend is more important than a dumb holiday party.” he mumbles, nosing into your cheek.

“actually, i-“

“it wasn’t a question.”

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