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enalgunlugar · 1 year
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#you can actually pinpoint the second when his heart rips in half
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brainrot-mx · 4 months
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*MANHWA SPOILERS FOR CHAP. 113*
SIR?!??!?!
GOOD SIR?!? EXCUSE ME???
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WHAT IS THIS REACTION???? It's so different from what I imagined because of the novel??? Well the annoyed face fits, bit the words...
(He's so sexy here tho.)
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moccawithsugar · 1 year
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I just needed to share this because that made me laugh SO HARD 😂
Can you really imagine Wille there so in love with Simon and hearing his song about how Simon sees Wille as his home and that he will remember the little time they had together forever and how much meant to him (basically how in love with Wille he is) and the freaking crown prince of Sweden just goes in his head “aww he loves Hillerska” 😂 I just can’t!!!
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mnyd · 10 months
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⧆    𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊    ∿   ⌅  ⁺
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  ⬭  🗞️ യ ◌ 𓈒  ꙳ 
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dawnbirdwhistle · 1 month
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"Flower Crown Martial God" Xie Lian 🌸 (TGCF)
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Celebrating spring with this baby 🌸👑
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fa1ry-sandw1ch3s-6 · 8 months
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''On top of a throne, ten feet above all, Tommy did not look a boy anymore,,
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bubybubsters · 5 months
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Three Shadow Boys
a/n: good day. Meh. I’m skipping homework for this. Sorry I’ll update something at one point.
masterlist
wc: 1450
summary: just 3 shadow boys hanging out! Ruhn, Azriel, and Xaden.
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Crescent City- Ruhn
Ruhn grinned at his new found friends as he lead them around the city. They’d already been to see Bryce and his sister had flirted shamelessly. After an hour of Hunt, Xaden, and Azriel having a pissing contest, Bryce kicked them out to make it up to her boyfriend. So he gave the idiots a tour of the city and naturally, they insulted and laughed at everything that was Ruhn’s. Like how his headphones were navy blue instead of black because apparently ‘we’re the shadow boys, you’ve got to get black.’
When he introduced them to Tristan and Flynn they got along perfectly! Not even a pissing contest over Flynn’s hot girlfriend! They were currently playing poker and Azriel was winning with a giant stack of chips triple everyone elses.
“I swear, he’s cheating,” Xaden’s complaint was met with much agreement.
“I would never! I’m an honorable shadow boy!”
Ruhn grinned, “let’s see how ‘honorable’ you are when we start drinking.” They all laughed and continued their loss of money.
“I quit! Ruhn show us to those guns, please, before I jump that cheating ass.”
“I’m not cheating!”
Ruhn just shook his head and dealt out the cards once again.
By the end of the next round, Xaden had reached his limit and leapt across the table to see Azriel’s cards.
“He’s not cheating! That’s impossible.”
Ruhn joined him and they both stared at down at the smug shadowsinger with a look of pure disbelief.
“Ruhn! Stop giving him all the good cards! I should start dealing!”
Ruhn gaped at Xaden. “You’re blaming this on me!? I can’t control what cards I give who!
“Just cheat!”
“You know what, guns sound great right now. At least I’m the best at that because you idiots can’t shoot.”
***
“What happened to ‘you idiots can’t shoot?’” Azriel grinned at Ruhn as he hit bullseye after bullseye.
Xaden groaned. “I can’t shoot!”
“Why is Az good at everything, it’s not fair.” Ruhn growled in frustration as he missed the bullseye by half a millimeter.
“You can’t be groaning! At least you can hit the damned target.” Both Az and Ruhn laughed as Xaden’s shot went wide and hit the deer head decorating the space 50 feet above the targets.
“Not my fault you won’t accept my help. I’ve told you a million times! You’re holding the gun wrong!”
“I am not! I’m not that stupid.” Rhun raises his brows as Xaden proceeds to hold the gun by the barrel instead of the grip where it’s quite obvious a hand should go.
And he hits the ceiling.
“You want that help now?”
“Fuck you.”
*****
Velaris- Azriel
The biweekly Friday family dinners Rhys had organized came with few rules. One: attendance was mandatory. Two: you could bring up to three friends. Three: if you brought friends, everyone else had a right to be busybodies.
It just so happened to be that Friday in which Mor was back from Vallahan and Elain and Lucien were visiting from the Day Court. Everyone was there to interrogate Xaden and Ruhn. The poor shadow babies had no idea what they’d be facing.
“What do I wear? I’ve got to impress your family.” Ruhn was scanning Azriel’s closet in a desperate attempt of last minute dressing.
“You’ll be fine, they really don’t care.”
“Yeah man. Just bring your own clothes next time.” Xaden was dressed in the flight clothes that came from his fancy-dragon world.
“Azriel said I wouldn’t need anything!”
“And since when has Azriel been right?”
“Hey! That’s rude.” Az put a hand over his heart in mock hurt. He grabbed a black shirt, black dress pants and a belt from his closet. “Just where this, it’s better than that pink Crescent City t-shirt.”
Ruhn glared. “This was fifty dollars! It’s a good shirt!”
“If you say so.” Azriel and Xaden shared a smirk as Ruhn put on the clothes given to him.
They descended the stairs to the dining room and found everyone else already there.
Xaden elbowed Ruhn. “You made us late.”
“Did not.”
“Did so.”
“Nuh uh.”
“Yes you did!”
Azriel watched with a healthy dose of amusement and embarrassment as the room fell quiet to look at the two arguing. Finally after letting the two get embarrassed he poked Xaden in the shoulder.
Xaden looked up. “Shit.” Raising his voice he said to Rhysand. “My apologies, it was merely that this idiot next to me took an hour deciding what to wear instead of a sparkly, pink shirt.”
That got his family laughing.
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A while later as they were sitting on the couches, drinking wine and exchanging embarrassing stories the interrogation finally started.
Cassian leaned in. “So Ruhn, we have a few questions for you to get to know you better. If you don’t know the answer you may say “no” and we’ll just assume you’re an idiot.”
“Who’s your father?”
“What’s your job?”
“Favorite color?”
“Best friend?”
The questions started innocently enough and Ruhn answered them each with a joke and easy grin. But Azriel knew he’d be saying a lot more “no”s.
The question came from Mor. “Sooo, Ruhn. Who was the best person you’ve ever bedded?”
Ruhn gawked at her and Azriel and Xaden burst out laughing. Mor shot a look at Xaden, “You’re next man. The questions will just get more detailed.”
Xaden grimaced. “I’m really tired today, all that traveling is rubbing off on me. I think I’ll go sleep.”
“Nuh uh uh.” Feyre wagged a finger at him. “Describe, in detail, your first time of having sex with your girlfriend.”
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Aretia- Xaden
Xaden smiled proudly as Sgeayl landed on the field. His smirk grew as both Azriel and Ruhn paled and backed away nervously.
Scare them please.
With pleasure.
Sgeayl blew fire at the ground barely ten feet away from his friends. Their eyes widened as the heat hit them full on.
“Uh Xaden. Can we go back to meetin your girlfriend? She was a little less scary.” Azriel pleaded, adding his puppy eyes.
Sgeayl sniffed indignantly and blew a puff of steam.
“Nah. I think you guys could spend some time together, ya know bond with my dragon. Make sure she doesn’t hate you or burn you to dust?”
“Uhh… Think we’ll pass thanks.” Ruhn was slightly less afraid than Azriel and was staring at Sgeayls blue scales as if trying to memorize them.
Xaden sighed, giving in and leading his friends away to see the sparring ring.
Go hunt sheep with Andarna.
You know you don’t give me orders, puny human.
Xaden grinned back at Sgeayl and she sniffed at him before flying away, likely to hang out with Tairn.
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Thirty minutes later Xaden was watching Azriel beat up Ruhn on the sparring mats. He eyed the shadowsingers stance, it mainly relied on centering his feet. He took notice that Azriel was fluent with both sides but his right side was just slightly stronger. That’d be a good thing to look out for when Az challenged him.
And only a few minutes later, Azriel challenged him.
“Don’t you want some rest before I beat you up shadowsinger?”
“You won’t beat me up, I can beat you in my sleep.”
“Really??”
“Just fight already, pricks.” Ruhn turned out to be a very sore loser as proven but the poker and sparring.
The two circled eachother and Xaden made sure to not give away a single weakness that could potentially be use against him. Azriel launched, going for a simple one-two combination but Xaden was ready for him. He shifted left a bit and let Azriel’s punches hit his right shoulder at an angle that caused the least damage. He swept out his right leg and knocked Az off his feet before jumping on top of him in a way that made it hard for Azriel to switch their positions. He kneed the Illyrian in the crotch and traced a finger lightly against the tip of Azriel’s wing until Az groaned and yielded.
Xaden got off him and was met with a clap on the back from Ruhn, who had somehow managed to find popcorn.
“How’d you know my wings were so sensitive?” Azriel was frowning at him.
“At your family dinner, Nesta kept brushing the tip of Cassian’s wing with a featherlight touch and he kept jerking away while simultaneously leaning into her touch.”
Az groaned. “Damn Cassian. I had a plan to win as well! I was about to flip you over when you touched my wing and all my thoughts went straight out the window.”
Xaden grinned. “Fair fight I say.”
“No fucking way, I want a rematch.”
*****
a/n: not my worst.
taglist:
@thelov3lybookworm @profound-imagination
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roehenstart · 7 months
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Crown Prince Archduke Rudolf of Austria, Prince of Hungary dressed in the Imperial Regalia as the Holy Roman Emperor Rudolf I of Habsburg.
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fearietqles · 1 year
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They are coming back to me <3
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enalgunlugar · 1 year
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I know that the sword in your hands reflects your grief, hatred, and rage. 
          Then you must also know to whom these emotions are directed. 
I know it is because of me.
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You can always trust a crown prince to give beautiful and appropriate presents!
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Credits: Character art by Somate Studio; Background by Son Huynh; GUI/Item art by @arodude
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moccawithsugar · 1 year
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THAT WAS IMPROVISED?????!!!!!
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mnyd · 10 months
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hiiiiii i have a haobin prompt! did you see the “it would be great if hyung was my boyfriend” tweet before it was deleted? bc since then i have not been able to get the idea of a sleepy, mumbly hanbin accidentally confessing to hao why he tucks hanbin into bed
Hanbin takes care of everyone else.
Zhang Hao wants to take care of him.
pairing : zhang hao x sung hanbin genre : fluff word count : 600~
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Watching someone sleep is pretty high up on the list of things that you shouldn't do.
He should stop, but there's something that freezes his feet in place, something that stops him from leaving when Hanbin snuffles and shifts onto his stomach, hair fanning across the blankets and his eyelashes defined against the pale curve of his cheekbone.
Hanbin's jacket is still on. He is covered from head to toe, and he's barely made it onto the bed before passing out, in a sleep so deep that he hardly moves.
There's concern, of course. But underlying it all, Hao likes–or something else–Hanbin, and he can't help but think that he looks peaceful in sleep. Pretty.
The tight line of his mouth spreads itself out again when he sleeps, parted slightly, each soft breath causing his chest to rise and fall underneath the comforter.
The urge to reach out and stroke his face surfaces temporarily, and Zhang Hao doesn't manage to smother it in time. He pats the back of Hanbin's head. He still looks – if Hanbin's eyes were open, he would smile, say something witty about Hao's insistent staring.
It was a hard day, Hao thinks, and it's more than practice that has Hanbin so exhausted. It's the weight of being the center, the weight of first place, the weight of the performance and the pressure of all the eyes looming over them.
Hanbin twitches slightly, wrinkling his nose. His breathing hitches, and Hao wonders briefly if he's having a nightmare.
Then something warm floods his stomach when Hanbin lets out a quiet, gentle sort of noise. Like a cat. Definitely not a nightmare. His expression is calm and relaxed, breathing even. The sound cracks at his chest, his heart open and wanting, warmth blooming into impossible fondness.
Hanbin takes care of everyone else. Hao wants to take care of him.
He moves the box first. He doesn't want Hanbin to bump his knee while he sleeps. He sets it on the dresser as quietly as he can, barely rustling the contents of it as he moves.
Hanbin gets warm easily, but still, he should sleep with a blanket over him–the rooms get unusually cold at night. The blanket is still folded neatly at the top of the bed, smooth and perfectly creased because Hanbin is a perfectionist in a sick kind of way.
He moves the blanket down from where it lays under Hanbin's hand, doing his best not to jostle him.
Hanbin raises his head, bleary-eyed and softer than ever. "Hyung," he says, so quiet that the cameras don't catch it.
"Mm," Hao responds, and he keeps wrapping the blanket around him. Hanbin rubs at his eyes, soft and puffy-faced, and Hao wishes he could hold him without the world bursting into flames.
"This is nice." Hanbin yawns. Hao drags the pillow down and folds the blanket over him again. Hanbin is awake now, and as much as he hates to admit it, he's a grown man who can probably take care of himself.
They're not even in the same dorm anymore. He should go.
"Good night, Bin."
"Hyung," Hanbin says again, and he's holding Hao's arm in both of his own now, like a sleepy, warm, koala.
"It would be nice," Hanbin holds his arm tighter. He's rubbing his cheek into Hao's arm, and Hao freezes, heart thumping rabbit-quick in his chest. "If you were my boyfriend."
"What?" Hao gapes. In his surprise, Hao falls over his own feet, landing in the bed with a soft oof. And he's falling, but his heart soars, threatening to break a hole through his chest.
"Ow," Hanbin cradles his arm where Hao had hit it while he'd fallen. "Wait, this isn't a dream?"
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based on this video
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mezbeleyer · 1 year
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Someone idiotic.... Someone smart, but very slow-witted :))))))
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bearnakedbaker · 4 months
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HAPPY NEW YEAR 2024!
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athanasialove · 1 month
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♥𝓨𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮!𝓓𝓲𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓵𝓸 𝔁 𝓓𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓷 𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼!𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼♥
𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊: ♥ 𝓑𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 ♥ 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 1: ♥𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓓𝓮𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓮♥ 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 2: ???
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