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• alhaitham x gn!reader. 1k. ( contents : fluff! ) ╱ taglist. @kazuinvocation @pinkxpantha @tragedy-of-commons @aritsukemo @pixelcafe-network

• for the stellaronhvnters valentine's event! req from @strryskys : alhaitham + honeysuckle + laconic + redamancy.

You were one who liked to celebrate holidays— well, certain minor holidays that were marked on calendars that your boyfriend preferred not to celebrate. 

Holidays that he viewed as useless were meaningful to you; Like today— Valentine’s Day. It was a day to celebrate love, no matter if someone was romantically inclined or not. As a child, you spent this special day with your family. As you grew into your teen years, you spent this day pouring your heart out to people you were crushing on.

reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts

how I feel selfshipping

no one's doing somnophillia anymore

because of woke

bruis (eris + bruce wayne)

ʚɞ office romance, age gap, tending to his wounds, emotionally guarded, hurt and comfort, knowing one's soul, leaving my window ajar, late night talks, finding his gaze in meetings, protective, early mornings, secret identity, rambler x listener, witty banter, each other's safety net, angst, knowing how he likes his tea, silent pining, 'i can do it myself' x 'i know, but just let me', rainy nights,

⊹ — 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕 & 𝒎𝒚𝒅𝒆𝒊 (𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒊)

just as myths are preserved in the stars, rewriting themselves into the present over and over, the heroes of amphoreus can only prolong fate. so for as long as hades loves persephone, as long as her flowers continue to bloom and rot, and persephone falls into her lover’s embrace, mydei & spirit’s intertwined love is set in stone.

in amphoreus, history reads itself to the present. those whose lives have been narrated once before find themself in a cycle of tragedy, as the best stories are. the myth of mydei and spirit is a tale of reincarnated lovers who can feel the tug that pulls them together. in all timelines, in all possibilities. 

ping ponging back and forth between seeing immense beauty everywhere and feeling deeply like i am in hell

my babyyyy! 😣 look at him sulking and pouting😭🤍

full credit to artist: @fishbone0306 on X!

While not exactly unprecedented, you could count on one hand the number of times Veritas had left without kissing you goodbye.

But then again, he had seemed almost stressed as of late. Not that you'd been able to pry the reason from those delicately sculpted lips anyway. When brute force (or inquiry in this case) was ineffective, the obvious solution would be to subtly coax him into speaking.

innocent ploys ft. jiyan

contains: gender neutral reader ; established relationship ; brushing jiyan’s hair ; kissing tacet marks—the headcanon that they’re sensitive is so real to me ; slightly suggestive ending

it’s quiet in jinzhou when jiyan comes home to you, late into the night. you perk up as the bedroom door slowly creaks open, eyes brightening clearly even in the dimmed room.

“you’re back,” you breathe, grinning as you sit up.

he sighs, fond and exhausted as he lets out a soft chuckle and murmurs, “shouldn’t you be asleep?”

“i’m cold,” you pout, pulling the blankets around yourself for proof as you add, “if only there was something—maybe someone to keep me warm so i could sleep.”

his lips curl into a wider, breathtaking smile—so tired, so worn, yet so peaceful as he stares at you. he shakes his head in amusement, slowly shedding the layers of clothes as he murmurs, “i’ll come join you in a moment. i should brush my hair first.”

“You’ve been waiting for me. And you’re wearing this… Did you put it on for me, hm?”

“Maybe I just wanted to slip into something a little more comfortable.”

“I won’t deny you look beautiful like this. Now, how do you expect me to reward such patience?”

when i wake up all alone and i’m thinking of your skin i remember what you told me said we’re not lovers we’re just strangers with the same damn hunger to be touched, to be loved to feel anything at all strangers - halsey & lauren jauregui

“…I am but a man who didn’t know that your hand would be able to reach into the places I had thought I hid well from the world. I didn’t know I needed you, Gray, with my expectations of love and of myself - and without a word, without a sign, you did more than any creed could accomplish in making me a better man. Making me stronger - but softer. My vow is to build our lives together with the grace you extended to me without a second thought. Is it okay to put my pride aside and to tell you that my foolish soul loves you in ways still unknown to me? And every time you hold me, I find another reason.”

thank you for loving me for 3 years now ♡

a few wedding playlist songs: