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  • love-hashira-raine
    26.10.2021 - 3 minutes ago
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  • taylorlq
    26.10.2021 - 6 minutes ago

    'tis the damn season

    #taylor swift #taylor swift icons #taylor swift moodboard #fall#moodboard#swiftok#aesthetic#brown#red#folklore#evermore#folkmore #red taylor's version
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  • morksuns
    26.10.2021 - 8 minutes ago

    thank you @curryaboo for tagging me to post 9 of my favourite plushies from jellycat! <3 

    im tagging @lgbtdusik @gawincaskeyy + @yioh if y’all wanna!

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  • astudyindisorderlyconduct
    26.10.2021 - 9 minutes ago

    aesthetic for Chandler

    requested by @yffrit

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  • ifolklover
    26.10.2021 - 11 minutes ago

    °★• 🎨 [ daylight ] 🐛💭

    #messy moodboard#moodboard #taylor swift packs #taylor swift icons #taylor swift messy moodboard #taylor swift moodboard #taylor swift #taylor swift messy headers #taylor swift messy layouts #green moodboard#pink moodboard
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  • h-ui
    26.10.2021 - 14 minutes ago


    𝘀𝗼𝘂 𝘂𝗺𝗮 𝗚𝗨𝗘𝗥𝗥𝗘𝗜𝗥𝗔 𝗻𝗮̃𝗼 𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗵𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗼 𝗱𝗮 𝙢꯭𝙤𝙧꯭𝙩𝙚

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  • primrose-rondo
    26.10.2021 - 17 minutes ago

    edit: moodboard

    chara: black raisin cookie for: @faerociousbeast

    #;; 🍃moodboard#;; 🍃fae #black raisin cookie #cookie run kingdom #crk black raisin cookie #cookie run moodboard #brown moodboard
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  • princessxkenobi
    26.10.2021 - 18 minutes ago

    Closer (series) ch.5

    Duncan Vizla (Polar) x F!Reader

    18 - 21+ only a polar story, mature relationship, love, angst, hurt comfort, canon typical themes

    read from the beginning on ao3 here


    He thinks it selfish to be fixated on a stranger and all of her overwhelming beauty;

    his soul closed off to emotion until this all consuming realm of now;

    once a victim to pain, and all the words clouding his judgment in entanglement;

    echoes of a person inside telling him

    'I can't be what you want, my heart is gone.' 

    From the frost covered shadows dwelling inside the overcast dark, his eyes wander just beyond the steps of his cabin porch; the air's aching chill, beckoning him silently to watch the softened figure of a quiet woman, who doesn't seem to draw much attention to herself.

    However far from his distant reach, captured attention seems to be all he has; precious when reverently held, completely in awe of her there as his cigarette smoke rises with the stark envelopment of cold.

    So often he enjoys the span of lake that greets him on most cloud covered mornings, encasing this more solemn shade of Winter, and biting against its startling breath; that is until today, in the safest part of his affectionate memory, where you felt the tender need to come upon him there.

    Lost in thought, your focused stare seems to favor all of the ice and snow capped trees; your loving warmth, drawing them all into the opened sketchbook safe within your hands; easing any fleeting sense of worry felt, with the sudden changing of the season.

    And as time passes, like all things, you too begin to change right along with him; folding into the comfort of your scarf, where soon your leg crosses humbly over, at the lonely haven at your bench; shifting only with the delicate tint of frost, as your hands seek pleasure in nestling the heat of a tea filled thermos, close.

    Taking a sip, your veil of steam takes kindly to your face; a different picture painted there before him, but one that equally seems very much the same...

    Duncan leans with his elbows distinctly bent toward his version of calm against a dusted wooden railing; cheeks hollowing with an inviting pull to his cigarette all the while, where his mind begins to pleasurably drift off; intensely thinking of you, left consumed to surrender, standing there all by himself and frozen.  

    He thinks it selfish to be fixated on a stranger and all of her overwhelming beauty; his soul closed off to emotion until this all consuming realm of now; once a victim to pain, and all the words clouding his judgment in entanglement; echoes of a person inside telling him 'I can't be what you want, my heart is gone.' 

    'the feeling sets in, only after dark…'

    Your senses breathe instinct into whispers kept beneath the shell of your ear, where the flickering light of your eyes in those moments, simply have looked up; finding him intimately, however far away, lending him only the heartfelt corners of your smile.

    what would a young woman such as yourself want with a broken man like me?

    He can only nod in your tender direction, fighting against the falsehoods of his mind, as his eyes reflect themselves in hinted amber, favoring all of the freshly fallen snow and the curling of deadened leaves beneath it; a darkened headspace, somehow still protecting him, only with that of beautifully fading lies…

    Is that a hidden, playful desire held within your eyes? 

    Is that the tip of your tongue, darting past the seam of your lips, as if enticing him to come over?

    Are you really that shy at all?

    But, those are his steps he now listens to, pressing with courage off the beaten path of all he seems to know; felt heaviest in their carefully made stride toward the possibility of a future; an instant falling of a headfirst type of love, he can't seem to imagine ever living without. 

    If only the simple act of walking had been easy enough, though, still, Duncan finds himself lost; the cold, kissing either side of his silver stubbled cheeks, the way he wants to brush waves of wanton affection, over and over, against yours.

    Instead, he talks himself out of everything, no matter how kind it is you may seem; the solace may be all he ever knows; forever... 

    Running away from the purest forms of comfort, devoid of all explanation, until his final days as Black Kaiser are over with, and done.

    what could he possibly be thinking?

    Your silhouette disappears, then, perhaps amongst the ice, nothing but a fleeting vision drifting entirely apart; leaving him at the first fanning of a wistful breeze, before he's even thought of asking you to stay with him a while longer…


    Shuddering with his own breath, the rise of his chest unravels in its own unintended thrumming; eyes fallen closed, and tightly shut to hints of nervousness, whispering something muffled between the sharpened line of his lips.

    "Don't go, please… don't..."

    Your gentle palms slide into wrapping round his arm there beside him, where your head finds rest nestled tiredly upon his shoulder; hoping to ease him into slowly waking up, where the dimly lit covering of nightfall, times the rest of your flight, by keeping track of all the fondly passed hours.

    "I'm right here, handsome, open your eyes…" 

    With a gravel toned hum, Duncan slowly awakens to the softened feeling of your voice and the gentle whirring of the plane; turning into your tender shared spaces at the grazing of your arm, where your lips have soon found him, soothing him out of the tail end of all his dreaming.

    "I thought you'd been taken from me."

    Caressing the sharpened lines of his face, your touch assures him that in fact you were not.


    The dim lights in the aisle of the jet cast your face in fallen shadows; languidly kissing him something deep, before laying back down upon him resting there at your seats on the aisle.

    And where you lay held safely inside the strength of his arms, he makes a silent vow to himself; to never be alone again, and to give you everything you shall ever want.


    It's your hand encased deep inside his own that makes all the sense in the world, tightly held with a press where you now waltz into the hotel lobby there together; following the steadiest of strides he makes in time with the fanning of his long grey overcoat; hair slicked back in handsome shades of darkened silver, so proud to have you on his arm.

    You pass an extravagant clock at the center of a spiral staircase; letting Duncan lead the way through the grandeur of this place, where the palm of your hand now nestles itself against the crook of his elbow.

    It's the simplest of loving gestures that draws a velvet sound there from his lips; stealing a kiss from you once where his confidence never wavers; bereft of all arrogance amidst the rich, enveloped in all their laughter and empty smiles.

    "You look beautiful."

    Instead, he's more practiced and sharp with his sentiments, meaning all of what he says caged in there by his arms; aware of all things that surround him, but most of all, you.

    But as it all happens, there are more subtle darkened reminders of things filtering into his mind; a memory of a place like this coming back to him in flashes, all while keeping you safest as long as he's got you by his side.

    You have this silent understanding, filtering through this heated sort of touch that emanates intimately in waves there between you; watching him softly where you fold into the expensive coat you've been wearing; hanging onto the inviting timbre of his voice, the way he confirms with the concierge your reservations for later. 

    "Private dining on the terrace for two, of course, Mr. Vizla." 

    "8 pm, please, we'll need some time."

    "Certainly, Sir."

    Nodding politely with a smile, he takes all of you with him as if chasing some kind of hidden rush; perhaps to push away all that troubles him with the slightest brush of his thumb, circling over your skin, something infinitely tangible and familiar; better for him now, when you trace back over his with your own.

    "I take it you've been here before?"

    "In another life, yes."

    Soon, waiting for you at a few gentle turns of the corner are a set of gilded elevator doors, greeting you with their stark reflections; not entirely out of reach, but by the sudden feel of things, not nearly as close enough.

    … 💙

    a/n -- thanks so much for reading 💫 this took me a while longer than usual, a little teaser leading up to new things. I know it's short, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. songs mentioned here in this chapter are 'after dark' by essenger, & 'frozen' originally by madonna (also remixed by whocalliza) both on the 'closer' playlist. & as always, I would love to hear what you think. xo 🌸
    #mads mikkelsen#duncan vizla #the black kaiser #polar (2019) #duncan vizla x reader #duncan vizla x f!reader #hurt comfort #mads mikkelsen fanfiction #pxk moodboard#pxk writes#closer pxk
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  • bizarrejalix
    26.10.2021 - 18 minutes ago

    Okay my p4 moodboard series is complete and so my next series will be ships! I'm going to start with the ships involving Grell, so:

    Grellbastian (I dunno what it's called)

    Grell X fembastian (because I'm a useless lesbian)



    Let me know if you have any ships (Grell or otherwise lol) for me to do a lil moodboard for!

    No sebaciel obviously lol

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  • ningstuff
    26.10.2021 - 18 minutes ago

    ningning icons 💕 like/reblog if u save!

    #aespa icons#ningning icons#ningning#ningning layouts#aespa layouts#ningning packs#aespa#ningning headers#ningning lq#aespa headers #low quality ningning #ningning pink icons #ningning pink aesthetic #ningning pink moodboard #ningning pics #ningning twitter pack #kpop gg icons #4th gen kpop #ning yizhuo#girlgroup icons#cpop girls
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  • g-rrr
    26.10.2021 - 22 minutes ago

    🐚🦷🐭 dracuIa.carrd.co . . .

    #only moodboards ˖ ۫  ᰍ #no reqs ‧₊˚✩
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  • brunetteangel555
    26.10.2021 - 25 minutes ago

    – l i p g l o s s . 🌸🩰

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  • kimlipse
    26.10.2021 - 26 minutes ago

    vivi outdoors 💗

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  • ji4sung
    26.10.2021 - 26 minutes ago

    ꉂ🕷 ៙ 微かに羽ばたきするBUTTERFLY ◗. 隔離 された世界に ⵢ 風穴空けるその意思 __ 何度も打ち込めよ決意 殻を破れ 🔌 円になり縁となる 𖤐

    #nct dream icons #renjun icons#jeno icons#jisung icons#jaemin icons#kpop moodboard#mark icons#haechan icons#messy moodboard#nct moodboard #nct dream layouts #nct dream moodboard #nct dream packs #nct dream lq icons #nct lq layouts #japanese bios#long locs
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  • softranswolves
    26.10.2021 - 30 minutes ago

    @kirayukimuraappreciation Day 2: Favorite Romantic Relationship(s)

    Braeden and Kira offer to train Lydia to fight, but sometimes that just leads to losing their clothes.

    #braedenkiralydia#*moodboards #kira appreciation 2021
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