#wow this is soft
if you’re not dating sebastian, wyd??
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wait a min who 👀 is Wistoria 👀👀 (i am wondering :)
HGFDSJGJ I love that writing that tag I was like "Krch is gonna ask about them" fdjgkhdfjk that's perfect im going to hug you
So!!! Wist!!! She's my Forsaken OC bc I just really love the deaders and think zombies are cool and think that there is a lot to be done with like... lore bits of the forsaken and you know how much I love my lore bits.
The most concise way I can describe her is she's a Forsaken fashion designer and skin stitcher/bone-engraver who specializes in designing fancy clothes that shows off the exposed or rotting bits of the Forsaken, in an effort to kind of help the people who feel dysphoric about their not-quite-dead bodies and to show people that they can embrace those things they deem "ugly" and make them beautiful, rather than hide them away in shame. However, she wasn't always so willing to embrace it herself.
More on that in the less concise story under the cut lol it got long on accident
(heads up: this characters pronouns are she/they and I use them super interchangeably throughout this. also sorry this took so long to type i got distracted and also wanted to try and cover it the best I could!)
tw for: the typical mentions of bones and missing body parts/rotting flesh typical for forsaken in WoW though nothing too graphic. and also death but her being a zombie that's a given
So, Wistoria herself, before she passed, she was a well-known seamstress in Lordaeron! Born into a noble family (though not high, her parents were only lord/lady), and growing up seeing all the pretty clothes, they pretty quickly learned they wanted to focus themself on that, and their parents supported them in that. After training under a mentor since youth she ended up getting REAL damn good at making clothes - both simple and elaborate. Eventually became the favored tailor to a lot of the nobility. It kind of helped her family climb the political ladder, making dresses and suits for the baroness and the marquis etc. She also loved dressing up herself!
She's a very kind and patient individual, always excited to hear about a client's day or what's going on in their life, though she's quite reserved about herself. They're kind of... quietly charming if that makes sense. Not charming in a way that Flynn Fairwind is, but more in an Anduin-type way? Not the type you'd take for a night out at the bar, more the type you'd have a long personal conversation with over warm tea in a dimly lit coffee shop. Comforting. Fitting sessions are almost like low-key therapy sessions because she feels rather cozy and easy to talk to about troubles - though they're not a therapist lol.
Also a tidbit that I just think is cute - she's taken some training in being a mage! It helps her with her sewing and they are a mage in game so I thought it fit perfect lol
anyways she gets murdered by the scourge and raised again and gets saved by Sylvanas etc etc etc
Due to the way that their corpse rotted, they lost the flesh of their lower jaw, and their chest, leaving her jaw and ribcage exposed.
At first, she was rather horrified by her appearance - as most forsaken are. It scared them to not look like... themself. And even surrounded by other forsaken whose bodies were just as bad off as hers if not worse, she still felt rather uncomfortable with those exposed bones. They typically wore a veil or a poncho to cover themself up as best as they could.
She continued making clothes. Threw themself into the cause to help the newly formed Forsaken. Salvaged cloths from graves to try and make wearable stuff. Helped sew up other forsaken at times, if it was urgent. But mostly helped in making clothes (and sometimes armor) for the people when they needed it.
Then, after the scourge was defeated and they made their new home in Undercity, and things started to shift into a New Normal, they gradually started going back to their roots a bit. Fancier, more dressy clothes. She also frequently ended up making adjustments to clothes she made in the past that old clients managed to salvage - what once fit perfect now didn't, due to lost limbs and lost muscle/fat. And of course, she was happy to restore those old clothes for the client, whatever she could do to help, but those were sometimes a rough job. It kind of brought a bunch of negative thoughts to the forefront when they did them. Their old life was gone and nothing would be the same, their body is no longer the same. Perhaps these clients come to her for alterations on old living clothes because they can't let go of the fact that they're no longer living. That sort of thing. Makes her deeply sad both for the whole of the Forsaken and for herself.
That changes though, as I said.
Soon after they had been saved by Sylvanas, they met Leila - a blood elf. They grew close, then closer, and you could Tell there was a fuck ton of romantic tension there from the start. Over time, Leila kind of helped Wistoria get their confidence back - because if she could love them, they could love themself too. She was still reserved about the way she looked, and still hid it all the time, but then there was a moment that kind of opened her eyes.
So uh, Leila and Wistoria had been out picking flowers that they planned to preserve and use in a dress. While out, Wist managed to slip and fall into a mud puddle and so had to change, but something about That Day she was particularly uncomfortable with her body. They turned away from Leila, and Leila pointed out to them that they didn't have to do that around her - she'd seen it all before anyway. And Wistoria commented how they didn't want to disgust her or anything. Leila frowned at her for a moment and then asks Wistoria to turn to her because she wants to do something. Wist hesitates a moment but from Leila's tone of voice, she knew that it was okay to let her see. Then Leila took some thread, and the flowers they'd just picked together, and - with permission - began tying and weaving them into and through Wistorias ribs. She filled their whole chest cavity meticulously with leaves and flowers and thread. She carefully tied a snapdragon upside down on their sternum. Then, she rummaged for a while through Wistorias fancy clothes, found a jacket, found a skirt, helped Wist get dressed.
Then, when she was finished, she turned Wistoria around and had them look in a mirror. No veil, no cover, just their body and how beautiful it was. Wistoria, of course, ends up crying, because it had just been so LONG since she dressed herself up. She hadn't been able to look at herself naked for longer than a second since she was raised, but now she couldn't stop taking it in, and how pretty it was, and how inspiring.
Leila and her have a long talk, after that, about loving herself and seeing that she didn't need to look like her living self to be beautiful. That her body wasn't this disgusting or uncomfortable thing that she needed to hide or be ashamed of, even with the missing parts.
After this, they still take time to regain their confidence, of course. But with support from Leila (and a lot of my other ocs lol) they get to the point that they love themselves again. They get their bones engraved, and they end up loving it so much that they take it up themself. She dabbles into decorative stitching on skin, something she had shied away from at first. Her clothes start reflecting her comfort, she stops wearing the veil and the cover, wears jackets with no shirt. Until eventually they're designing dresses that are cut specifically to showcase her missing parts. Like a boob window but with no boob, just skeleton!
Eventually, she becomes known for being the best person to come to when trying to get dress clothes that cater to specific missing bits. She makes capes with slits down the middle to expose the spine sticking out. They make one leg on a pantsuit sheer to see the bone. She makes gloves that hook onto the radius and ulna.
She's also a good person to go to if you want some flowers engraved on your bones. :)
Overall she's just. They struggled a lot with being raised but ended up being so proud of the Forsaken and what they've been through, and they end up just being. A real positive force to them bc I've always seen clothes and appearance really important to someone's self-image, at least to me. She wants others to feel as good in their skin, what little they have of it, like she finally does. And it took them a while to get there but they got there and I'm so proud of her 😭🥺🙌
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At age 33 Bakugou has seen some shit. He's gotten older although he has aged liked a fine wine.
Or perhaps like a bourbon or whisky.
He comes home, growling and fighting with his steel toed boots. Cracking his neck and back as he stretches, taking off grenade belts and locking them up in the safe by the door.
"DADDY!" His kids screech as they run for him. Almost knocking the pro hero from his feet as he scoops them into his arms, they cling to his biceps for dear life.
"Oi I told you brats not to bombard me right as I get home. I barely put the danger away." He growls but all the while you can see the sparkle in his eyes as he looks at his little girl and his little boy. Giving each a kiss on their forhead while they giggle and give a half hearted apology.
"Sowwyyyy" they don't mean it and the thought makes you giggle aloud, they'll do the same thing like they do every day.
"Oi, oi what's so funny?" He snaps, carrying his spawns as the girl starts to treat him like a jungle gym. Hanging from his frame and swinging while her older brother curls into his father's neck. Having missed him while he was out all day. You wonder if Bakugou's beard scratches at your son's face. Smirking as you spot the grays that pepper his whiskers and wind blown hair.
"Nothing." You say as a cat smile blooms on your face, "Nothing at all."
"Daddy, daddy can we help you cook today?!" The girl yells, climbing onto his shoulders, almost kicking her brother in the face as she bends down to scream in his ear. Bakugou visibly jars, jerking his head away while grabbing onto her foot to prevent a black eye.
"Mindful of your brother baby." He says, "Yes you can help. Let Daddy stretch."
He picks up his daughter by the back of her shirt, like a cat with scruff and gently places her on the floor as he makes his way to bend over to set his son down more gently.
Bakugou found out the hard way that his son is more sensitive.
"Do you need to stretch now cause your bones are turning to dust, old man?" The bright eyed daughter inquires. You bust out laughing, encouraging her as your son begins to get weepy.
"Daddy is turning to dust?!" He cries, curling deeper into his father as his arms wrap tightly around Bakugou's thick neck. Tightly enough he almost chokes.
"Oi oi!" He rubs his large hand across his son's small back, "No one is turning to dust baby."
His voice is soft and you're falling in love with him all over again. After your son has calmed down Bakugou sets his tiny bare feet to the ground before his daughter launches at him.
"Tag you're it!" She knows it always cheers him up because he is the faster of the two. He lunges as she runs away squeeling with delight. While your kids share a game of impromptu tag Bakugou comes closer to you. Pulling you into his strong arms as the day clings to his skin. The sweat and dirt from the day streaking his face as he leans in for a kiss.
"I'm home." His lips twitch into a devilish smirk, "Lemme shower and I'll start dinner."
"We prepped for you today. So it should be easy." You place a peck. Fully expecting him to pull away. But he doesn't. Your pouty lips still getting the best of him as his fingers entangle in your hair at the nape of your neck. Deepening the kiss as his tongue slides across yours. He pulls back enough to just let his lips press against yours.
"EWWWWWWW!" Both of your kids shout in unison you both pull away but Bakugou keeps you pressed to him in his strong arms. .
"Momma's got cooties now!" Your daughter yells and when you notices your son's nose scrunched up both you and Bakugou can't help but laugh.
"Damn right Momma has cooties." He jumps away from you into a hunched over stance, "And now I'm gonna get you two."
They scream with delight, wanting the tickles and scratchy kisses on their foreheads but not wanting to be caught so easily. Bakugou chases after them and you hear when they get caught by the shrill screech that echoes through the house. The laughter that follows fills your heart, tears gather in your eyes as you sigh. Wishing you could bottle that sound, these past few moments forever.
You bite your lip to keep from crying as he saunters back with the kids tucked to his frame. Their little fists playfully hitting at his abs. It looks as if he's caught some villains. You can't help the shake in your shoulders. Your heart could burst from the love and the joy you're living.
Instantly the three of them notice the tears. Bakugou let's them down so they can hug your legs and he pulls the three of you safely into his arms.
"What's wrong?" They say, Bakugou's hands rubbing your back and the kids notice. Rubbing your legs as they imitate their dad.
"Yea why is momma sad?" Your daughter asks, her eyes starting to water too, your son is already starting to sniffle. You place your hands on their heads.
"Oh babies, Momma isn't sad. Momma is just..." You let a watery smile steal your features, not knowing your kids will remember what you said next fondly even as they age and well after you pass.
"I'm just so in love with my family."
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literally cannot believe i get payed to hang out with little guys all day like. i literally go to work hang out with my friends (who are 2) for 5 hours and then go home. i am payed $17/h to do this.
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the true pathologic fan experience is researching concepts and euro-asian history so you can analyze the game under a certain lens in one word document, and writing an lgbt fanfic in the other.
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top 5 favourite colors ( this is so hard so enjoy muahhaa,, you can be oddly specific )
hi Lia good morning how’d you sleep sexy? <3
1. golden yellow (yellow is my fave color)
2. baby blue
3. sea foam green
4. deep forest green
5. pastel pink
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If I met you I’d take you on all of the cutest dates, and have lazy snuggle days, and adore you for the princess that you are to me, and spend my entire life with you and also have some amazing sex a lot 🦋💍💖
oh my god I just melted 🥺 HOW ARE YOU SO CUTE!!!!
I fucking love you with all my heart and I need that, pretty please????? gotta make it happen my love 🦋🥰
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hey so slightly soft thot ig??? so you’re waiting for boba to come to bed right? and eventually he does, and you give him a warm smile and make room for him to join you. but instead of stripping himself of his armor and joining you, he removes his helmet and practically pounces on you. he’s rough and straight to the point, no teasing, no dirty talk, nothing. and while he’s never been the romantic lovemaking type, you can tell somethings up. you sit up slightly, giving him pause. “boba,” you start, rubbing his shoulders slightly, “im not exactly asking you to stop, but is everything ok?” you know he’s not going to talk, but you prod anyway. at least he knows you’re concerned
as expected, he doesn’t answer. he looks at you for a moment, and while his expression remains unchanged there’s something in his eyes you can’t place. regardless, you let him continue. he’s still quiet, but he starts letting out soft praises as he prepares you. he tells you how pretty you look spread out for him, how he wants you all to himself. it’s almost sweet, and despite your concern for him you can’t help but relax and let him pick you apart. he continues to praise you like this, even as he’s fucking you so hard that you can’t think. he can’t get enough of you, honestly you’re everything he could ever want, ever need. he couldn’t imagine a life without you, and he mutters that close to your ear as you cum. there isn’t much different about his pace, but you can tell this is about as close to love making you’ll get from boba. he’s quiet even after the fact, not giving you much other than quiet praises of how well you did. and as you’re about to drift off to sleep, you tell him that you love him, and couldn’t imagine life without him either.
he still doesn’t tell you what made him so upset, but you can tell the stress is lifted off his shoulders.
lmfaoo that’s embarrassing anyways can i be 🦴 anon if that name isn’t claimed? i send you most of my thots anyways i might as well ask lol
bestie oh my fucking GOD
like i have no words you really blessed me w this 🥺💖😭 this is so beautiful and vulnerable and Hot whew baby i am yearning on this here thursday nite!!!!
and yes u can be 🦴 anon my beloved 💖
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these shorts are making me feel some kind of way
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how do batrick and bat!pete communicate with one another when they’re both in bat form?
Ohhh, good question, anon!
So, I did a tiny bit of research, and apparently, there is a misconception that bats hear and see poorly, when in fact their eyesight is adjusted for darkness and their hearing and communication is based on echolocation and sounds out of human hearing range, and it's so fast and perfected, it can all happen in a split second, if needed, in-flight and with perfect precision.
Not only that, but they communicate with "high frequency chirps, screeches and songs". Songs, anon!
All that to say: bat!pete and batrick definitely communicate by chirping at each other, and while batrick prefers song a bit more and bat!pete is partial to screeching, they not only have instinctual grasp of the bigger concepts (happy, scared, annoyed, hungry), with time they develop their own subset of sounds and songs which make it possible to communicate complex ideas like "do that again and I'll smack you with my wing", "let's prank Joe", and "no, I'm not recording a song while in bat form, Pete, stop asking".
Thank you for the question, this was both educational and entertaining!
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ok but why does literally every p1harmony member radiate ideal boi energy???
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Is it so much to ask for some tender loving fucking……. just complimenting and praising each other with some gentle body worship……. that sounds really nice right now
Early Morning Cuddles
(Modern AU because i love them)
It was around 3 am, way too early to be awake in Raiden’s opinion. How Lucien does it, he has no idea. But alas, there he was, sitting on the worn leather couch, arm wrapped around a shaking Arden, rubbing soothing circles on their arm.
“Jesus, Ar, you’re fuckin’ freezing.. Let me go get a blanket.” He didn’t wait for a response and started standing up from the couch. Arden quickly grabbed his arm, stopping him from moving any further away.
“Wait! I.. I mean, please stay… I don’t.. I don’t want to be alone..” Their voice was barely above a whisper, which was saying a lot, as they’re already soft spoken as it is. Raiden’s lips formed into a small frown, but nodded and sat back down next to them.
“Sorry.. I just.. I guess the nightmare really got to me..”
“You’re alright, Ar.. I’m here now. Do you wanna talk about it…?” They swiftly shook their head.
“Not..” They sighed. “Not right now..?” He nodded, a simple ‘ok’ leaving his lips.
The two sat in silence for a time. Raiden was wracking his brain for anything he could do to help. Lucien knew more about this stuff than he did. But he couldn’t wake them up because they had a big time meeting tomorrow, or later today, technically. His brows furrowed, trying to think of something, anything to help.
“You’re going to blow a fuse if you keep thinking that hard.”
Raiden startled, “What?” Arden snickers quietly. He rolled his eyes, “Yes, ha ha, very funny, sweetheart.”
Arden completely ignored his comment, “Can I see your hand?” They smiled at him when he gave them a strange look. “Sure..?”
Raiden lifted his hand up for Arden to see, still skeptical. Then, they brought their hand up to his, putting them flat against each other, his hand was much larger than theirs, his fingers being nearly twice as big. Arden stared at the paired hands, before intertwining his fingers with theirs.
A small smile graced his lips. It was moments like these that made him remember why he moved to Novus City. For his two lovers, for better opportunities, for…
“Your hands are so big. It’s really funny, I don’t think Luci’s hands are even this big.”
Not to be made fun of for his hands.
He scoffed playfully, “Rude!” Then he grinned at them, “Know what else is big?” He wiggled his eyebrows at them.
“No, what?” They paused, “wait-” Their eyes widened and they lightly smacked his chest, squeaking quietly, “Rai, that’s gross!”
“That’s it! C’mere!” His hands went to pinch Arden’s side. They squealed, jumping up from the couch, and sprinting across the dark vinyl wood floor. They nearly slipped and ran into one of the walls of the small apartment.
The two of them ran around the couch a few times, before Raiden hopped over the couch and intercepted them.
Arden wasn’t expecting that, naturally, so they didn’t have enough time to stop themself. Raiden’s small lover crashed right into him, knocking them both down with a loud THUD! Arden immediately began to panic
“Oh my gods, are you okay? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-” Raiden cut them off with a quick kiss on the lips. He wrapped his arms around their waist, leaned close to their ear and, with a triumphant smirk, whispered..
“I heard a loud thud, what are you two doing up this early..” A deep groggy voice startled the pair.
“Luci! Shit, we didn’t mean to wake you up..” Raiden started as he let go of Arden’s waist so they both could stand up. Arden continued for Raiden
“It was my fault, I had a nightmare and Rai was trying to cheer me up and we got a little loud.. Sorry.”
Lucien gave a small, tired smile, walking over to them, and kissing the pair on their lips softly. Arden’s eyes close and they smile. Raiden smirked, “Isn’t it a bit too early for that?”
“Raiden.” Lucien warned, playfully, shaking their head softly. They stepped back, “Alright, loves, you still have a little time before your work. Why don’t you both go lay down.”
Raiden nods hastily while Arden yawns, and they head to their shared bedroom.
All in all, Raiden might just be a morning person if he gets to wake up next to Lucien and Arden every morning..
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@fewmuses hello leo it’s me again [:<
soot coloured appendages flap in the expanse of the bedroom, trying to rid themselves of the water that has collected in the downy feathers — head tilting to the side when he can feel parker’s gaze on his back. he doesn’t even have to turn around to know, can SENSE the other still lingering awake. ❝ you’re awake, ❞ he states simply, the devil turning his head to look at parker, who is curled up ( adorably ) in the thousand thread count sheets. ❝ i thought you fell asleep while i was in the shower. ❞ a shower ; while lucifer could simply clean himself with the snap of his fingers, the warmth of the shower feels good on the weary bones of his vessel.
the archangel moves towards him with elegance, towel wrapped tightly around his hips — wings furled delicately against his back, and lucifer eases himself down beside the mortal in h i s bed. there’s a moment of hesitation, lucifer’s lips pulled tightly into a thin line ; before he reaches up to brush a wild curl away from parker’s face. ❝ why ? ❞
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lauraaa hii how are youu love? are you okay? i hope you had/have a lovely day! drink lots of water okay? i love you and miss youuu !!
good morning anon!! i’m doing okay!! i’m drinking water and eating lunch as we speak!! please be sure to have an excellent day and stay safe!! ilu!! <3
@freakfink ; 𝙵𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚢𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢. “𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎—- 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎.”
𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝙳 𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙻𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙻𝙸𝙿𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙺 when the surprise kiss was planted along her mouth. red transfers and an instantaneous 𝐹𝐿𝑈𝑆𝐻 𝑂𝐹 𝐶𝐻𝐸𝐸𝐾𝑆 greets her girlfriend, accompanied by a laugh so 𝐷𝑈𝐿𝐶𝐸𝑇 , helena barely recognizes it. leave it to ferris to bring out this 𝑆𝑊𝐸𝐸𝑇𝑁𝐸𝑆𝑆 in her. buxom form is still melded against, ring clad hands lifting up to cup at the other’s cheeks, “does that mean i can have 𝐴𝑁𝑂𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑅 one?” words a velvet timbre between them, the tip of helena’s nose lifting to nuzzle 𝐴𝑀𝑂𝑅𝑂𝑈𝑆𝐿𝑌 against ferris’ own, “by the way, this is 𝙰 𝙶𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚁 𝙾𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄. ”
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+ for pride month:
(we appreciate tlt2 in all of its messiness in this house! ♥ also check out the bi outfit continuum by @jockvillagersonly!)
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hehehe thank u for the tag @honrupi
rules: highlight and count your score for each section
so it’s a series of words that determine my energy. got it 😎
➼ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 : 14/20
baby pink | iridescent | glitter is always a good option | no bra | minimalistic tattoos | cherry patterns | sweet scented perfumes | wearing generous amounts of blush | doodling hearts | getting excited to pet an animal | fun nails | re-watching old barbie movies | hair sticking to glossed lips | heart shaped sunglasses | taking pictures of the sunset or sunrise | stuffed animals | protecting nature | stickers everywhere | teen movies | the light rain that falls from a clear sky at the beginning of the night
➼ 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀 : 6/20
neutral tones | masculine outfits | studying languages | worn down copy of books | grey skies | turtleneck sweaters | loose fitting pants | hair tied with a silk ribbon | trying to remember a cool difficult word you read somewhere to use in a convo | thick belts | minimal makeup | windows fogged by rain | vintage jewelry | blouses with cuffed sleeves | reading a murder mystery and trying to solve it | oxford style shoes | sweater vests | subtitled old movies in a language you don’t speak | leaves crackling as you walk | annotating books to express your emotions about the story
➼ 𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐘 : 8/20
closet full of dark clothes | fishnet tights | makeup sweating off | neon signs | searching for unknown songs | chokers | band tees | doodling on old converses | finding smoking aesthetically pleasing but not doing it | weird humor | accidentally very dramatic | dim lights | layered outfits | chain belts | chipped nail polish | messy hair | low quality pics | piercings | combat boots | scribbling on desks
➼ 𝟕𝟎’𝐒 : 11/20
colorful wardrobe | doodling flowers | wearing short shorts | using a bikini top or bra as a normal top | listening to ABBA | flowers in your hair | DIYing everything | jamming to songs alone in your room | drunkenly telling your friends you love them | patterned bandanas | mid heeled shoes | messy braids | flared sleeves | walking barefoot on grass or sand | bold sunglasses | the good kind of tired you get after doing something you enjoy for hours | feeding stray animals | fun patterned socks | room decorated with succulents and other plants | likes to go roller skating or skateboarding
➼ 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 : 1/20
collared clothes | drinking juice out of a champagne glass | getting excited to see the met gala looks | thick headbands | small pastel cardigans | making your friends take your ootd pics | plaid mini skirts | tweed two pieces | watching reality tv to pass time | frilly tops | watching old hollywood movies | academically driven | long manicured nails | new year’s eve fireworks | colourful tights | layered golden jewelry | yearns for luxury brand items | decorating your room with fairylights | cursive and neat handwriting | lace details
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then i came up with the best baby name ever...
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