let me say it out loud: @shiftblrteas is one of the most harmful blogs out here on shiftblr. while majority of users are out there to seek advice, seek motivation and simply have fun, that account brings the division in the community and unnecessary dramas, giving space for harmful, wrong opinions.
the thing that screams to me when i look at the new blog, as well as it did on the previous one, is jelousy towards more popular blogs out there. i'm not a cunt and won't hide behind anon, also i don't have a problem with writing this on my main and maybe suffer consequences.
it screams bitterness for not achieving anything positive on your account. also, is seeking popularity on shiftblr something wrong? NO. i don't see y'all hating on people with influencer realities, so what's your problem when some of us live that life in this one? i'm not calling anyone, especially myself, an influencer, but you get the idea: some of blogs have more followers and engagement than others and it's okay! and guess what? it's simply nice and enjoyable when people like interact positively with you, but what would you know about that...
and the moodboard part? are you fucking serious? you're not superior over people because you don't post reality content. you're not some kind of lawmaker, saying what we can't and cannot post. making moodboards ISN'T treating shifting as fandom. it's simply having fun and sharing your experiences in other realities. some people use this as a scripting method, some just want to have this type of content. like, what's wrong with that? shiftblr isn't lacking advice, we already have most of the information we need there. simultaneously, i'm not saying that posting advice/information is stupid, i do this myself and i would be very hypocritical if i suddenly started condemning it, but guess what? everyone can post whatever they want and it doesn't make them fake shifters!!!!
don't get me started on the superiority part... JUST. BECAUSE. WE. WANT. TO. SHARE. OUR. EXPERCENCE. OR. OBSERVATION. DOESN'T. MEAN. WE. CONSIDER. OURSELVES. SUPERIOR. it's others that see bigger blogs that way. first you shit talk about people not posting shifting stuff and when people do, you hate them for it? you bully them because of that? it's fucking insane and your actions on that account are pathetic. you shouldn't even consider giving that kind of people platform.
ā ā ā ā mother dearest.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ full name.ā ā Denise Margaret Ellis.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ birth.ā ā January 27th, 1964, East London.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ backstory.ā ā Denise grew up in a council estate in East London, the eldest of four siblings. By sixteen she was helping raise the younger ones, by twenty she was working nights, by twenty-six she had two daughters and a man who disappeared before the youngest learned to walk. She never chased him and never spoke his name again. Instead she worked; double shifts, Christmases, birthdays, weekends.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ occupation.ā ā Senior Nurse at the ER.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ Denise && Tilly.ā ā Their relationship has always been combustible. Tilly inherited Denise's sharp tongue and refusal to back down. Arguments in the Ellis household were legendary: doors slammed, weeks passed without speaking, neither woman was ever willing to apologize first. When Tilly announced she was going to America, Denise's response wasn't tears. It was: "don't expect me to pay for your mistakes," and Tilly left anyway. For years afterward, Denise insisted Tilly had "chosen America over her family." What she couldn't admit was that every Sunday she'd glance at the clock, calculating what time it was in Chicago, wondering whether her eldest had remembered to eat.
ā ā ā ā daughter, full of sunshine.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ full name.ā ā Francesca "Frankie" Ellis.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ birth.ā ā October 4th 1994, East London.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ backstory.ā ā Frankie watched her older sister leave and decided she would never give anyone the opportunity to say she failed. Where Tilly escaped, Frankie perfected. She earned scholarships, graduated near the top of her class, qualified as a solicitor before thirty, and built the sort of career people admire from the outside. She's the daughter Denise always knew could "make something of herself." The irony is that Frankie doesn't actually enjoy being a lawyer. She's simply very, very good at it. Success became easier than asking herself what she actually wanted. Growing up, she learned that emotions complicated everything. Logic won arguments. Achievement earned affection. Perfection prevented criticism. So she became perfect (or at least convincing).
ā ā ā ā āā¹ occupation.ā ā Solicitor. She's "the one that got away," away from the low income life, far away from small apartments, and even smaller dreams
ā ā ā ā āā¹ Frankie && Tilly.ā ā The most complicated relationship of Frankie's life. She adored her sister as a child ā Tilly braided her hair, walked her to school, taught her how to swear without their mum noticing and then one day Tilly left. Frankie understood why; maybe that's the hardest part of it all. She never fully forgave her for it; not because she abandoned England, because she abandoned her. Growing up, Frankie became the one left behind to absorb Denise's expectations alone. Whenever people asked, "have you heard from your sister?" Frankie always smiled, always defended Tilly and always changed the subject. She tries calling her sister but Tilly rarely answers.
ā ā ā ā grandmother, beloved.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ full name.ā ā Violet Rose Ellis.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ birth.ā ā February 14th, 1939, East London.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ death.ā ā November 8th, 2012.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ backstory.ā ā Violet grew up during the years of wartime Britain, the daughter of a dockworker and a homemaker. Money was scarce and neighbours shared what little they had. If one family made a stew, half the street ate it and that stayed with her for the rest of her life. To Violet, food wasn't just food: it was how you apologized, how you celebrated, how you mourned, how you loved people who didn't know how to be loved. She married young, was widowed in her fifties, and quietly rebuilt a life that revolved around her daughter Denise and, eventually, her granddaughters.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ occupation.ā ā Primary School Dinner Lady.
ā ā ā ā āā¹ Violet && Tilly.ā ā Vi knew almost immediately that Tilly felt things too deeply. At five, she cried over an injured pigeon. At eight, she couldn't sleep because she'd overheard neighbours arguing. At twelve, she filled notebooks with stories she'd never let anyone read. Vi never told her to toughen up. Instead she said, "the world's always going to tell you to be less. Promise me you'll never make yourself smaller just because someone else can't hold all of you." She bought Tilly her first proper notebook. Inside the front cover she wrote: Write everything down. One day you'll want to remember who you were. Tilly still owns it.
ā ā ā ā ā ā ā 2012 . . . Tilly has been working at a pub in East London for years; not because she loves it but because it's easy. Every morning is the same ā wake up, coffee, bus, work, go home, pretended everything is fine. Meanwhile Frankie is thriving at university. Denise reminds Tilly almost daily that she could "do more." One night after another argument, Denise says something she regrets immediately, "you spend your life serving everyone else's dinner. When are you going to make something of yourself?" Matilda doesn't answer, she simply walks upstairs. Three weeks later she's bought a one-way ticket to Chicago.
ā ā ā ā ā ā ā why Chicago? . . . Not because she'd always dreamed of America. Because a girl she'd worked with at the pub years earlier had moved there and kept saying, "come visit!" The girl offers her sofa. The plan is simple ā stay three months, work, figure life out and, eventually, because life seems to hate her, go home. Except the friend gets offered a job in Seattle two weeks after Tilly arrives. She apologizes profusely and Tilly tells her to go, that she'll manage. But she has about $400 left and no job, no car and no clue what she'll do.
ā ā ā ā ā ā ā The friendship . . . Matilda became friends with Mikey and with Mikey came Richie. Mikey was the first one to call Tilly (though, he called her Tilly-Tea-Time) and the name never left. Parties, late night drives, smoking on the rooftop, the three had seen it all. Somewhere in between Tiffany came along and somewhere down the line, the friendship lines blurred between Tilly and Mikey. Though never stated what they were, they made it work.
ā ā ā ā ā ā ā The now . . . Matilda isn't sure when the lines started to blur, when she realized Richie Jerimovich suddenly means more to her than a friend. Maybe she has always felt this way, or maybe it changed after Mikey passed and she was sad and suddenly Richie was there. But she knew it then, and she knew him.
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Luna (ė¬ėÆø) is a member of the South Korean co-ed group ATEEZ under YG Entertainment.
Stage Name: Luna (ė¬ėÆø, Dal-Mi)
Birth Name: Luna Celeste Reyes
Nickname: Lu, Lulu, Mimi
Position(s): Vocalist, Main Visual, Main Dancer, Center, Composer, Producer.
Birthday:Ā January 23rd, 2000
Zodiac Sign: Aquarius
Height:Ā 170cm (5ā7)
Blood Type:Ā O-
MBTI Type:Ā ENFP
Nationality: Korean
Representative Emoji: š¦, š
Instagram: ﹫luna
Luna Facts:
- Luna is the only Female member of Ateez.
- Luna was the last member to join the group.
- Luna can speak 5 languages (Korean, English, Spanish, Japanese, & French) and knows sign language.
- Her family is ethnically Dominican. Her parents were both born in Dominican Republic.
- She has an older brother and a younger sister.
- Her mom owns a Dominican restaurant in the Mapo-gu area.
- She loves dancing, drawing, reading, and photography.
- She loves video games as much as Yeosang. She mainly plays Fortnite, COD, Among Us, & Mario Kart.
- One of her favorite past times is singing covers on her weverse lives.
- Her entire schooling, she attended international schools as her parents wanted her to learn other languages along with Korean.
- Her favorite colors are black, light pink, and white.
- Her favorite singer and inspiration is Beyonce.
- Her favorite city is New York, and wishes she could move there in the future.
- Sheās Ambidextrous but primarily prefers being Left-Handed.
- Lunaās microphone color is light pink with sparkles because she thought it was pretty and people even in the nosebleeds could see it sparkle. (ATEEZ Twitter Blueroom Live 200430)
an introduction to my significant others. to those I donāt post about, or do. I love them all equally. simply because I post about loren the most, does not mean I love him anymore than rohanne. theyāre getting dragged through the multiverse, as I am a YEARNER. I wanna kiss āem on the cheek and sit together with them, doing mundane things and singing the camp fire song from spongebob when the occasion calls for it. LETS GO!
ą§ą hopelessly devoted to you = canāt take my eyes off of you ! I am hopelessly devoted to them , and they to me. this is like . . .pure and unrequited love. the type you find in books, in the way the sun yearns to see the moon. in the way a flower might grow in sunlight.
ą§ą aemon targaryen :
my moon, my moon, my man
ā the dragon prince, aemon targaryen, was said to have fallen in love with a lioness that ignored him when they first met. luenna lannister was an apothecary whose job came first. a prince, who batted his lashes at her, was of no priority to her ā but she did not quite object when he asked her father, margott, for her hand in marriage.
the two where writing letters throughout the years. luenna was always busy: traveling the stormlands, the north, the lands between, and never kings landing. and aemonās duties as a prince, the crown prince no less, made him busy. the result of communication was left to be letters.
and the two fell in love over the many letters they exchanged throughout the years. keeping them hidden from everyone but them. a faint smile would always be on their lips when a raven would deliver a new letter. theyāve grown most excited at the notion of receiving a letter, though always disappointed if they did not receive a letter from another. itās what mattered most to them.
she always told him things of her travels, or any gossip she knew did not interest him but wanted to know anyway, because he loved her excitement. he loved to hear of her weird habits, especially of her climbing skills. luenna lannister was strange , but aemon targaryen loved the strangeness.
he always told her about the most recent book he read, growing excited whenever she asked questions in return. he told her about his bond with caraxes, about how troublesome his siblings could be, and how much he adored his solitude. aemon felt loved by all, but none could compare to the love she gave him.
aemon loved luenna most adherently. she was the sun to his moon. luenna loved aemon like her heart only beat for him. the moon to her stars.
despite jaehaerysās dislike for their union, it was one of true love.
found in:
ą§ą the conciliator dr !
ą§ą the great dr !
ą§ą (first) supernatural dr !
ā notes:
he lives in my drs with a different name, constantine. but heāll always be my dragon despite having a different name.
ą§ą rohanne of tyrosh :
only you
ā lady rohanne of tyrosh was more than fond of lady rennala swann, despite her being a married woman (to daemon blackfyre no less) & it being frowned upon by westerosi society that two women show romantic feelings for another: the two did not care in the slightest.
it all started with intrigue from rohanneās side, as daemon could not keep his mouth shut about the dark haired swann that was his childhood best friend & crush. intruiged she was about her apparent beauty, and the very fact rennala had been a witch. dangerous, a good type of dangerous, the tyroshi woman thought. so, she had requested an invitation for one of the swannās familyās tourneys: hoping nothing more than to meet this woman, who daemon was so enchanted by.
rohanne expected a cold, crude, and bitter woman.
rennala expected. . .she did not quite know what to expect. but she was excited to meet daemonās wife nonetheless.
rohanne was met with a gracious and warm welcome by rennala. the dark haired woman towering over her. stumbling over her words, excitedly introducing rohanne to her many dogs. the tyroshi noble couldnāt help her smile. realizing that the lady of house swann wasnāt as scary as everyone made her out to be. she was rather lovely. and rennala was rather taken with the purple haired woman. that much was obvious.
over the course of two weeks, the two women never left anotherās side. keenly listening to anotherās words: educating another on policies no man invited couldāve understood. rohanne always hung out in rennalaās chambers, glancing at her very. . .lovingly according to rumors.
neither cared seemingly. especially when they began to hold anotherās hands in public vicinity. some even swore that they saw the two women kiss in dim litted hallways.
and the stormlands realized with horror, rennala would rather choose rohanneās hand in marriage than that of most men. rohanne was a precious jewel, as beautiful as the morning dawn and as gentle as the sea breeze.
damned be westeros. damned be the rebellion.
rennala and rohanne would traverse to the lands between, or essos, and live their lives free from scrutiny. that was true brother, thatās a fact.
ā found in:
ą§ą blackfyre dr !
ą§ą euphoria dr!collegeau !
ā notes:
ą§ą loren cornaro :
heās my man
ā a man who searched for his love again and again, as she kept slipping through his fingers like sand, as the fates laughed at him in the shadows. a vampireās greatest torture was seeing his beloved, a mortal, die again and again. loren cornaro simply wished to be reunited with his beloved myrine, heād even fight the gods to hear her laugh again.
she was the very light of his life. the reason why he kept on living. for her love was as gentle as that of a rose petal brushing his skin. his love was steady, hard, prickly, like that of the stem of the rose. they were meant for another, the two thought.
over the course of centuries he saw her be born again. far away from the volturiās prying eyes. occasionally she had been betrothed to another. born a noble, born a commoner. all did not matter to him, for he still found a way to love her. but aroās hands pulled the strings unbeknownst to him ā he had been a fault for myrineās deaths.
loren did not know. maybe he did not want to know, living in delusion or arrogance.
but his arrogance and delusion where for naught. when he saw myrine in the 21th century once again. working at a restaurant, singing along to some songs very crookedly and dancing with the crowd around the restaurant. she was as bright as the stars, and as enchanting as the night sky.
loren fell in love with his beloved again.
and when her eyes met his, familiar & bright, he knew heād have to do everything in his power to make her fall in love with him again. for the last time. his heart was frail, he could only take it so much. and this time, aro would be unable to do something against it.
ą§ą my sweet addiction = forbidden love aināt gon stop me ! it would be frowned upon if others would know my love for them, but fret not: I donāt care. love wins , love conquers. love is like oxygen, I canāt live without it. canāt live without them.
ą§ą prometheus :
kissing a fool
ā the titan that served time was no threat one should ignore, though he may be stripped to a rock with an eagle picking his kidney every day, he was still a threat. prometheus hated the gods, the olympians, the cthonic gods. he hated them all.
espera happened to stumble across him and his cave one day, while fleeing from the workload hades put on her shoulder. she felt bad for him and cleaned his wounds. he quickly figured she was too. . .kind, helpful, awkward in the sense he did not like it. stuttering over her words, as she carefully cleaned his wound, ranting about whatever hades put her onto.
prometheus found it annoying she came back the next day, cleaning his wounds again. asking him questions about the titanās attempted uprising, and reminding him thatās how he landed in his predicament in the first place. espera did not push for an answer, hesitantly accepted that now was just not the time for them to talk about it.
and she came back, again, and again. until he started to enjoy her presence despite himself.
he wouldāve laughed at himself a year prior, so reluctant to fall in love with a lady made of stardust.
and he went before the gods to plea with them for her hand in marriage. lord hades, her adoptive father, reluctantly agreed. for he has no blind man, and could obviously see that the two where obviously in love with another ā he was simply reluctant to see his oldest fall in love with someone he deemed an enemy. but hades relented: for no man could make the floating hair of espera still, and prometheusās presence calmed her ā so her hair did not float, neither did her skin glow brightly. she seemed contempt. joking with him, teasing him, holding onto him.
she loved him, hades realized, when she began to plead for his acceptance as well. and a father could never deny his daughters, his oldest, wishes.
especially not with the way the two kept looking at another. so in love, it reminded him of himself and persephone. . .how bitter sweet. but love was love.
found in:
ą§ą hades dr !
ą§ą a knight of the seven kingdoms dr !
ā notes:
in my akotsk dr he is a tyroshi prince >:) that poses as a smith. genuinely heās so. omfg. i am still angry he killed me in hades 2 when i first arrived at his arena but ykwhat, itās okay. I got to see him. itās very much opposite attracts.
ą§ą jocelyn baratheon :
the world we knew
ā despite the lady jocelynās failed engagement to the crown prince aemon, lady luenna requested the baratheon to be one of her ladies-in-waiting. some thought it cruel that the lannister was dangling it infront of jocelynās head, that she was to marry the heir to the iron throne, and not jocelyn. but many failed to see that the two girls where actually friends, and only made up rumors about the two being enemies. how men loved to see women go against another.
but what most failed to realize was how fond the two women actually where of another.
luenna did not allow anyone to touch her hair, after an traumatic incident she opted to do her own hair for the most part. but after meeting and befriending jocelyn, the baratheon woman had the honor to do the lannisterās hair. it was an immense sign of trust. and maids that pass luennaās chambers, swear to hear the girls giggling.
they donāt know exactly when they grew to love another. maybe after luenna became jocelynās first friend at court, or when jocelyn defended luenna against jaehaerys claims of adultery.
either way, the two women did not shy away from their love. wearing jewelry depicting anotherās eye. they are always seen smiling in anotherās presence, touching another when they stand too closely, looking at anotherās lips when they think no one is looking. one cannot be fooled that the look that they give another is one of love.
jaehaerys nearly felt his heart give out, at the realization that luenna lannister was both in love with aemon and jocelyn. the sheer horror he felt towards the apothecary for loving both man and woman. if luenna would become queen, jocelyn would become her closets adviser ā and jaehaerys dreamt of the three wedding another the same way aegon did with his sister-wives: he knew he could not stop such a union. they were popular with the small folk, and he did not want the house of the dragon to loose favor with them.
so despite westeros frowning upon the close āfriendshipā of luenna lannister and jocelyn baratheon, they knew that their protests where for naught. for their love cannot be stopped, it would continue to grow.
found in:
ą§ą the conciliator dr !
ą§ą stardew valley dr !
ą§ą the great dr !
ā notes:
jocelyn baratheon, I have a crush on you. her name is also so pretty. jocelyn. let me say that again: jocelyn. one of my fav girl namesā¦thanks grrm. i could never hate her. NEVER. i am actually envious of aemon like wdym you married her (in the books) and not me??? >:((
in my the great dr we are lovers. like she is george, but not jealous of me and the fact i end up with peter (loren). she is greedy realizing she can have more. . .same girl. same. I donāt blame you at all omfg. she makes me freaky (respectfully).
ą§ą moros :
505
ā the apprentice of the three fates, lord moros, has had a crush on his brotherās, hypnos, best friend as long as he can remember. lady espera, to him, was the loveliest worker at the house of hades ā pity she was paired up with hypnos for the most part. espera worked a lot and had her strange habits of disappearing for a week, or two, to finish her reports. but at leasts she does them, while hypnos does not. heād love to work with the goddess made out of stardust.
he finds himself more than happy when she comes to visit the crossroads. as thatās where he often found himself as well. the lady hekate welcomed both members of the house of hades, like a mother would welcome her children. and the older goddess watches fondly as espera and moros end up chatting about nothing and everything.
it was rather obvious that the two loved another.
with the way her pale cheeks blush when he compliments her. with the way she talks more, and he listens. with the way he leans down to hear her every word, and then question her to hear her talk even further about her interests.
but she was a woman promised to another god. moros often finds himself wondering how prometheus, a banished god, managed to win her hand. but the fates where a cruel thing when they needed to be. and he found himself heartbroken, though she never rejected him. espera kept seeking him out. it was fine she said: the other gods were polygamous as well, why couldnāt she?
and he became one of her lovers. but one she loved truly. most adherently, from the very bottom of her heart.
moros was esperaās first love.
the greek poets wrote that their love was forbidden, yet they found a way to love another without punishment for it. now that was true love, was it not?
found in:
ą§ą hades dr !
ą§ą elden ring dr !
ānotes:
call me greedy for having 3 s/oās in my hades dr. bisexuality wins, so does the thought of polyamory. itās greek myth. chilax. I have to drag him through more drs :( but to me he is also an aemon variant kinda. . .but also not. moros i love you <3
I have to utilize him more. he needs to be dragged into more drs.
ą§ą possessive + obsessive = morticia+gomez addams ! carnally , red , possessive. the type of love where blood runs down someoneās nose, to the lips ā where the other dips their fingers into the copper and licks it off of their fingers. devoted in the strangest way. bloodstained hands that cradled oneās face, but they cradled my face, yes?
ą§ą benjamin pointdexter :
an unhealthy obsession
ā at the topic of selene brauer, a german bounty hunter with a complicated past, benjamin pointdexter seems to cheer up. she works as a waitress at bistro huddy, and he began a regular due to julie. what first started out as mutual ignorance, soon turned into a mutually, unhealthy, obsession for another.
the woman behind the counter, was no north star, but weird. german in the way it seemed stereotypical, if benjamin where to ignore the complete lack of accent: weird in the sense her eyes always twinkled with. . .something he couldnāt pin point on.
he began to watch her. but did not notice that selene had began to watch him as well. a stalker was being watched by another stalker. both unaware that they watched another. each move was calculated. every flirty compliment. every accidental touch, that both quickly figured out wasnāt accidental.
benjamin began to think of her. it was no coincidence, he told himself. it was fate.
and selene swore sheād place a curse on him because he seemed not to leave her mind at all.
of course, the two were playing a game with another, dangling the prospect of a relationship in front of their faces. waiting that the other would bite onto it.
benjamin being the one to bite first.
desperate, obsessed, and dare he think in love with this strange woman.
his north star. his evangeline.
and he to her, was the key. what key? to feel free. to feel like herself. she resented the sun, helios, and the way it kissed his skin: it shouldāve been her. her love for him was intoxicating to either of them, and he worshipped her for it. like a madman. like a man starved.
who was going to say that love would be gentle? aphrodite? eros? not in this case.
though selene is not quite the woman she claims to be, she poses no real threat. or so matt murdock tells himself. selene went from trusted ally, to. . .himself questioning if sheād be actually worth trusting given her relationship with bullseye. or given the fact that spiderman, knows her and treats her as if sheās a goddess. that shouldāve been the first alarm bells that rang in mattās mind.
but what he knows is: that bullseye and trickshot where the most dangerous couple living in hellās kitchen.
found in:
ą§ą daredevil dr !
ą§ą resident evil dr !
ą§ą sons of anarchy dr !
ą§ą red dead redemption dr !
ā notes:
bad romance lowk might be our song as well. but I thought unhealthy obsession is more fitting. i just began to watch daredevil, so ill update this along the way if watching the show. stalker x stalker is underrated asf. an unhealthy obsession is just our song chat.
ā lady medea and lady espara of the house of hades where said to be more than friends, but those rumors are none lord hades himself could silence ā as he did not know the truth either.
they claim to hate another, yet throw around veiled compliments if they are in anotherās presence. they say espera pays special visits to the crossroads just so she can go to ephyra. though no one quite knows if that is true, the lady is rather good friends with lady hekate: often visiting her daughter and lord moros. one of esperaās loves.
medea, as far everyone was aware of, did not feel a slight of jealousy at the fact espera loved another man. let alone two. because she knew, at the end of the day the adoptive daughter of lord hades would come back to her.
but either way, it is a dangerous love. full of poison. but true. the women embraced the fact they apparently did not love another, but when espera is hurt: the first to act was medea. the witch worried, always. but sheād deny that. but whenever espera would kiss medea so sweetly, and tell her all was fine: she couldnāt help but believe.
esperaās sweetest poison was the lady medea. and medeaās the guiding star in the night sky was espera.
found in:
ą§ą hades dr !
ą§ą bloodborne dr !
ą§ą one piece live action dr !
ā notes: my darling wife !! yāall, she might be frightening at first but medea is rather sweet if you are alone with her. or if she likes you well enough. sheās just a woman. I support all her wrongs and her rights. fell in love with her two years ago, where her design was initially leaked. AND THEN I HEARD HER VOICE? eros shot me with his arrow. point blank in my chest.
ą§ą azazel :
it had to be you
ā the yellow eyed demon, a danger, a general, a father, and foe. they call him azazel, but that was one of the many names he had. he did not believe in love, not in the prospect of it. he even believed himself incapable of loving, and falling in love. but well, fate had other plans for him. dangerous plans. making him fall for a winchester.
yet, it happened.
friede should not, in theory, have been able to make him interested ā and everyone likes to wonder how a girl so different, so strange, was capable of making a war hardened demon general, fall in love. many demons ask her how she did it. friede shrugs and continues with her say normally.
truth be told: seeing her so care free , interact with him as if he was not dangerous, made him interested. she treated him normally, human, the first time when they met. the second time friede probably canāt recall: having been drunk off her mind, singing. it made an impression. after that the two hung out rather often.
doing mundane things for dates. in bowling azazel proved himself better than friede, while in clay pigeon shooting she was the better one. they gossiped, drank wine, and enjoyed a nice evening in her backyard. her hand always lingered on his, and his always lingered in the short of her back.
the couple where dangerous and sweet. keeping another as a secret, their most treasured one.
heād die for her, kill for her, either way what bliss.
found in:
ą§ą (second) supernatural dr !
ą§ą vampire dr !
ą§ą criminal minds dr !
ą§ą 2000s fame dr !
ą§ą preacherās daughter dr !
posts:
ą§ą a wedding fiasco
ā notes:
ending with the best one /j. wait no joke. I love him , heād count it as bullying. anyway. thanks to bri who did a channeled reading, i know he is obsessed with me. like obsessed, obsessed. I wanna say something, but I wanna go to universityš„¹ heās such a hear me out. I think heās pretty neat, heād treat me right while protecting me from whatever bs lucifer is gonna do. he can handle my neurodivergent ass, without questioning his sanity. . .i feel like.
ą§ą not mentioned ; Idia shroud, corvus & daemon blackfyre. due to space.
an introduction to my significant others. to those I donāt post about, or do. I love them all equally. simply because I post about loren the most, does not mean I love him anymore than rohanne. theyāre getting dragged through the multiverse, as I am a YEARNER. I wanna kiss āem on the cheek and sit together with them, doing mundane things and singing the camp fire song from spongebob when the occasion calls for it. LETS GO!
ą§ą hopelessly devoted to you = canāt take my eyes off of you ! I am hopelessly devoted to them , and they to me. this is like . . .pure and unrequited love. the type you find in books, in the way the sun yearns to see the moon. in the way a flower might grow in sunlight.
ą§ą aemon targaryen :
my moon, my moon, my man
ā the dragon prince, aemon targaryen, was said to have fallen in love with a lioness that ignored him when they first met. luenna lannister was an apothecary whose job came first. a prince, who batted his lashes at her, was of no priority to her ā but she did not quite object when he asked her father, margott, for her hand in marriage.
the two where writing letters throughout the years. luenna was always busy: traveling the stormlands, the north, the lands between, and never kings landing. and aemonās duties as a prince, the crown prince no less, made him busy. the result of communication was left to be letters.
and the two fell in love over the many letters they exchanged throughout the years. keeping them hidden from everyone but them. a faint smile would always be on their lips when a raven would deliver a new letter. theyāve grown most excited at the notion of receiving a letter, though always disappointed if they did not receive a letter from another. itās what mattered most to them.
she always told him things of her travels, or any gossip she knew did not interest him but wanted to know anyway, because he loved her excitement. he loved to hear of her weird habits, especially of her climbing skills. luenna lannister was strange , but aemon targaryen loved the strangeness.
he always told her about the most recent book he read, growing excited whenever she asked questions in return. he told her about his bond with caraxes, about how troublesome his siblings could be, and how much he adored his solitude. aemon felt loved by all, but none could compare to the love she gave him.
aemon loved luenna most adherently. she was the sun to his moon. luenna loved aemon like her heart only beat for him. the moon to her stars.
despite jaehaerysās dislike for their union, it was one of true love.
found in:
ą§ą the conciliator dr !
ą§ą the great dr !
ą§ą (first) supernatural dr !
ā notes:
he lives in my drs with a different name, constantine. but heāll always be my dragon despite having a different name.
ą§ą rohanne of tyrosh :
only you
ā lady rohanne of tyrosh was more than fond of lady rennala swann, despite her being a married woman (to daemon blackfyre no less) & it being frowned upon by westerosi society that two women show romantic feelings for another: the two did not care in the slightest.
it all started with intrigue from rohanneās side, as daemon could not keep his mouth shut about the dark haired swann that was his childhood best friend & crush. intruiged she was about her apparent beauty, and the very fact rennala had been a witch. dangerous, a good type of dangerous, the tyroshi woman thought. so, she had requested an invitation for one of the swannās familyās tourneys: hoping nothing more than to meet this woman, who daemon was so enchanted by.
rohanne expected a cold, crude, and bitter woman.
rennala expected. . .she did not quite know what to expect. but she was excited to meet daemonās wife nonetheless.
rohanne was met with a gracious and warm welcome by rennala. the dark haired woman towering over her. stumbling over her words, excitedly introducing rohanne to her many dogs. the tyroshi noble couldnāt help her smile. realizing that the lady of house swann wasnāt as scary as everyone made her out to be. she was rather lovely. and rennala was rather taken with the purple haired woman. that much was obvious.
over the course of two weeks, the two women never left anotherās side. keenly listening to anotherās words: educating another on policies no man invited couldāve understood. rohanne always hung out in rennalaās chambers, glancing at her very. . .lovingly according to rumors.
neither cared seemingly. especially when they began to hold anotherās hands in public vicinity. some even swore that they saw the two women kiss in dim litted hallways.
and the stormlands realized with horror, rennala would rather choose rohanneās hand in marriage than that of most men. rohanne was a precious jewel, as beautiful as the morning dawn and as gentle as the sea breeze.
damned be westeros. damned be the rebellion.
rennala and rohanne would traverse to the lands between, or essos, and live their lives free from scrutiny. that was true brother, thatās a fact.
ā found in:
ą§ą blackfyre dr !
ą§ą euphoria dr!collegeau !
ā notes:
ą§ą loren cornaro :
heās my man
ā a man who searched for his love again and again, as she kept slipping through his fingers like sand, as the fates laughed at him in the shadows. a vampireās greatest torture was seeing his beloved, a mortal, die again and again. loren cornaro simply wished to be reunited with his beloved myrine, heād even fight the gods to hear her laugh again.
she was the very light of his life. the reason why he kept on living. for her love was as gentle as that of a rose petal brushing his skin. his love was steady, hard, prickly, like that of the stem of the rose. they were meant for another, the two thought.
over the course of centuries he saw her be born again. far away from the volturiās prying eyes. occasionally she had been betrothed to another. born a noble, born a commoner. all did not matter to him, for he still found a way to love her. but aroās hands pulled the strings unbeknownst to him ā he had been a fault for myrineās deaths.
loren did not know. maybe he did not want to know, living in delusion or arrogance.
but his arrogance and delusion where for naught. when he saw myrine in the 21th century once again. working at a restaurant, singing along to some songs very crookedly and dancing with the crowd around the restaurant. she was as bright as the stars, and as enchanting as the night sky.
loren fell in love with his beloved again.
and when her eyes met his, familiar & bright, he knew heād have to do everything in his power to make her fall in love with him again. for the last time. his heart was frail, he could only take it so much. and this time, aro would be unable to do something against it.
ą§ą my sweet addiction = forbidden love aināt gon stop me ! it would be frowned upon if others would know my love for them, but fret not: I donāt care. love wins , love conquers. love is like oxygen, I canāt live without it. canāt live without them.
ą§ą prometheus :
kissing a fool
ā the titan that served time was no threat one should ignore, though he may be stripped to a rock with an eagle picking his kidney every day, he was still a threat. prometheus hated the gods, the olympians, the cthonic gods. he hated them all.
espera happened to stumble across him and his cave one day, while fleeing from the workload hades put on her shoulder. she felt bad for him and cleaned his wounds. he quickly figured she was too. . .kind, helpful, awkward in the sense he did not like it. stuttering over her words, as she carefully cleaned his wound, ranting about whatever hades put her onto.
prometheus found it annoying she came back the next day, cleaning his wounds again. asking him questions about the titanās attempted uprising, and reminding him thatās how he landed in his predicament in the first place. espera did not push for an answer, hesitantly accepted that now was just not the time for them to talk about it.
and she came back, again, and again. until he started to enjoy her presence despite himself.
he wouldāve laughed at himself a year prior, so reluctant to fall in love with a lady made of stardust.
and he went before the gods to plea with them for her hand in marriage. lord hades, her adoptive father, reluctantly agreed. for he has no blind man, and could obviously see that the two where obviously in love with another ā he was simply reluctant to see his oldest fall in love with someone he deemed an enemy. but hades relented: for no man could make the floating hair of espera still, and prometheusās presence calmed her ā so her hair did not float, neither did her skin glow brightly. she seemed contempt. joking with him, teasing him, holding onto him.
she loved him, hades realized, when she began to plead for his acceptance as well. and a father could never deny his daughters, his oldest, wishes.
especially not with the way the two kept looking at another. so in love, it reminded him of himself and persephone. . .how bitter sweet. but love was love.
found in:
ą§ą hades dr !
ą§ą a knight of the seven kingdoms dr !
ā notes:
in my akotsk dr he is a tyroshi prince >:) that poses as a smith. genuinely heās so. omfg. i am still angry he killed me in hades 2 when i first arrived at his arena but ykwhat, itās okay. I got to see him. itās very much opposite attracts.
ą§ą jocelyn baratheon :
the world we knew
ā despite the lady jocelynās failed engagement to the crown prince aemon, lady luenna requested the baratheon to be one of her ladies-in-waiting. some thought it cruel that the lannister was dangling it infront of jocelynās head, that she was to marry the heir to the iron throne, and not jocelyn. but many failed to see that the two girls where actually friends, and only made up rumors about the two being enemies. how men loved to see women go against another.
but what most failed to realize was how fond the two women actually where of another.
luenna did not allow anyone to touch her hair, after an traumatic incident she opted to do her own hair for the most part. but after meeting and befriending jocelyn, the baratheon woman had the honor to do the lannisterās hair. it was an immense sign of trust. and maids that pass luennaās chambers, swear to hear the girls giggling.
they donāt know exactly when they grew to love another. maybe after luenna became jocelynās first friend at court, or when jocelyn defended luenna against jaehaerys claims of adultery.
either way, the two women did not shy away from their love. wearing jewelry depicting anotherās eye. they are always seen smiling in anotherās presence, touching another when they stand too closely, looking at anotherās lips when they think no one is looking. one cannot be fooled that the look that they give another is one of love.
jaehaerys nearly felt his heart give out, at the realization that luenna lannister was both in love with aemon and jocelyn. the sheer horror he felt towards the apothecary for loving both man and woman. if luenna would become queen, jocelyn would become her closets adviser ā and jaehaerys dreamt of the three wedding another the same way aegon did with his sister-wives: he knew he could not stop such a union. they were popular with the small folk, and he did not want the house of the dragon to loose favor with them.
so despite westeros frowning upon the close āfriendshipā of luenna lannister and jocelyn baratheon, they knew that their protests where for naught. for their love cannot be stopped, it would continue to grow.
found in:
ą§ą the conciliator dr !
ą§ą stardew valley dr !
ą§ą the great dr !
ā notes:
jocelyn baratheon, I have a crush on you. her name is also so pretty. jocelyn. let me say that again: jocelyn. one of my fav girl namesā¦thanks grrm. i could never hate her. NEVER. i am actually envious of aemon like wdym you married her (in the books) and not me??? >:((
in my the great dr we are lovers. like she is george, but not jealous of me and the fact i end up with peter (loren). she is greedy realizing she can have more. . .same girl. same. I donāt blame you at all omfg. she makes me freaky (respectfully).
ą§ą moros :
505
ā the apprentice of the three fates, lord moros, has had a crush on his brotherās, hypnos, best friend as long as he can remember. lady espera, to him, was the loveliest worker at the house of hades ā pity she was paired up with hypnos for the most part. espera worked a lot and had her strange habits of disappearing for a week, or two, to finish her reports. but at leasts she does them, while hypnos does not. heād love to work with the goddess made out of stardust.
he finds himself more than happy when she comes to visit the crossroads. as thatās where he often found himself as well. the lady hekate welcomed both members of the house of hades, like a mother would welcome her children. and the older goddess watches fondly as espera and moros end up chatting about nothing and everything.
it was rather obvious that the two loved another.
with the way her pale cheeks blush when he compliments her. with the way she talks more, and he listens. with the way he leans down to hear her every word, and then question her to hear her talk even further about her interests.
but she was a woman promised to another god. moros often finds himself wondering how prometheus, a banished god, managed to win her hand. but the fates where a cruel thing when they needed to be. and he found himself heartbroken, though she never rejected him. espera kept seeking him out. it was fine she said: the other gods were polygamous as well, why couldnāt she?
and he became one of her lovers. but one she loved truly. most adherently, from the very bottom of her heart.
moros was esperaās first love.
the greek poets wrote that their love was forbidden, yet they found a way to love another without punishment for it. now that was true love, was it not?
found in:
ą§ą hades dr !
ą§ą elden ring dr !
ānotes:
call me greedy for having 3 s/oās in my hades dr. bisexuality wins, so does the thought of polyamory. itās greek myth. chilax. I have to drag him through more drs :( but to me he is also an aemon variant kinda. . .but also not. moros i love you <3
I have to utilize him more. he needs to be dragged into more drs.
ą§ą possessive + obsessive = morticia+gomez addams ! carnally , red , possessive. the type of love where blood runs down someoneās nose, to the lips ā where the other dips their fingers into the copper and licks it off of their fingers. devoted in the strangest way. bloodstained hands that cradled oneās face, but they cradled my face, yes?
ą§ą benjamin pointdexter :
an unhealthy obsession
ā at the topic of selene brauer, a german bounty hunter with a complicated past, benjamin pointdexter seems to cheer up. she works as a waitress at bistro huddy, and he began a regular due to julie. what first started out as mutual ignorance, soon turned into a mutually, unhealthy, obsession for another.
the woman behind the counter, was no north star, but weird. german in the way it seemed stereotypical, if benjamin where to ignore the complete lack of accent: weird in the sense her eyes always twinkled with. . .something he couldnāt pin point on.
he began to watch her. but did not notice that selene had began to watch him as well. a stalker was being watched by another stalker. both unaware that they watched another. each move was calculated. every flirty compliment. every accidental touch, that both quickly figured out wasnāt accidental.
benjamin began to think of her. it was no coincidence, he told himself. it was fate.
and selene swore sheād place a curse on him because he seemed not to leave her mind at all.
of course, the two were playing a game with another, dangling the prospect of a relationship in front of their faces. waiting that the other would bite onto it.
benjamin being the one to bite first.
desperate, obsessed, and dare he think in love with this strange woman.
his north star. his evangeline.
and he to her, was the key. what key? to feel free. to feel like herself. she resented the sun, helios, and the way it kissed his skin: it shouldāve been her. her love for him was intoxicating to either of them, and he worshipped her for it. like a madman. like a man starved.
who was going to say that love would be gentle? aphrodite? eros? not in this case.
though selene is not quite the woman she claims to be, she poses no real threat. or so matt murdock tells himself. selene went from trusted ally, to. . .himself questioning if sheād be actually worth trusting given her relationship with bullseye. or given the fact that spiderman, knows her and treats her as if sheās a goddess. that shouldāve been the first alarm bells that rang in mattās mind.
but what he knows is: that bullseye and trickshot where the most dangerous couple living in hellās kitchen.
found in:
ą§ą daredevil dr !
ą§ą resident evil dr !
ą§ą sons of anarchy dr !
ą§ą red dead redemption dr !
ā notes:
bad romance lowk might be our song as well. but I thought unhealthy obsession is more fitting. i just began to watch daredevil, so ill update this along the way if watching the show. stalker x stalker is underrated asf. an unhealthy obsession is just our song chat.
ā lady medea and lady espara of the house of hades where said to be more than friends, but those rumors are none lord hades himself could silence ā as he did not know the truth either.
they claim to hate another, yet throw around veiled compliments if they are in anotherās presence. they say espera pays special visits to the crossroads just so she can go to ephyra. though no one quite knows if that is true, the lady is rather good friends with lady hekate: often visiting her daughter and lord moros. one of esperaās loves.
medea, as far everyone was aware of, did not feel a slight of jealousy at the fact espera loved another man. let alone two. because she knew, at the end of the day the adoptive daughter of lord hades would come back to her.
but either way, it is a dangerous love. full of poison. but true. the women embraced the fact they apparently did not love another, but when espera is hurt: the first to act was medea. the witch worried, always. but sheād deny that. but whenever espera would kiss medea so sweetly, and tell her all was fine: she couldnāt help but believe.
esperaās sweetest poison was the lady medea. and medeaās the guiding star in the night sky was espera.
found in:
ą§ą hades dr !
ą§ą bloodborne dr !
ą§ą one piece live action dr !
ā notes: my darling wife !! yāall, she might be frightening at first but medea is rather sweet if you are alone with her. or if she likes you well enough. sheās just a woman. I support all her wrongs and her rights. fell in love with her two years ago, where her design was initially leaked. AND THEN I HEARD HER VOICE? eros shot me with his arrow. point blank in my chest.
ą§ą azazel :
it had to be you
ā the yellow eyed demon, a danger, a general, a father, and foe. they call him azazel, but that was one of the many names he had. he did not believe in love, not in the prospect of it. he even believed himself incapable of loving, and falling in love. but well, fate had other plans for him. dangerous plans. making him fall for a winchester.
yet, it happened.
friede should not, in theory, have been able to make him interested ā and everyone likes to wonder how a girl so different, so strange, was capable of making a war hardened demon general, fall in love. many demons ask her how she did it. friede shrugs and continues with her say normally.
truth be told: seeing her so care free , interact with him as if he was not dangerous, made him interested. she treated him normally, human, the first time when they met. the second time friede probably canāt recall: having been drunk off her mind, singing. it made an impression. after that the two hung out rather often.
doing mundane things for dates. in bowling azazel proved himself better than friede, while in clay pigeon shooting she was the better one. they gossiped, drank wine, and enjoyed a nice evening in her backyard. her hand always lingered on his, and his always lingered in the short of her back.
the couple where dangerous and sweet. keeping another as a secret, their most treasured one.
heād die for her, kill for her, either way what bliss.
found in:
ą§ą (second) supernatural dr !
ą§ą vampire dr !
ą§ą criminal minds dr !
ą§ą 2000s fame dr !
ą§ą preacherās daughter dr !
posts:
ą§ą a wedding fiasco
ā notes:
ending with the best one /j. wait no joke. I love him , heād count it as bullying. anyway. thanks to bri who did a channeled reading, i know he is obsessed with me. like obsessed, obsessed. I wanna say something, but I wanna go to universityš„¹ heās such a hear me out. I think heās pretty neat, heād treat me right while protecting me from whatever bs lucifer is gonna do. he can handle my neurodivergent ass, without questioning his sanity. . .i feel like.
ą§ą not mentioned ; Idia shroud, corvus & daemon blackfyre. due to space.
the bane of demons / the only woman lucifer fears / castielās unintentional best friend / john winchesterās least favorite legacy / the girl who crawled out of hell / the bride of āāāāāāā
one could have never known that the only face lucifer would eventually grow to fear was friede. azazel said she was no threat , but maybe he was blinded by his fondness for her. she wielded two scythes that were capable of killing demons , elfriede even possessed the colt at one point. dean thought it odd that she , sweet friede who once got high on ibuprofen and dyed her hair pink (and cried about it afterwards), the same friede who once insulted a god and then apologized (claiming her insult was directed at someone else) , was the only winchester lucifer did not dare look in the eye. sam , as well as dean , were proud to say that she was their sister.
šlysia šais šmorette is a twenty-two year old daughter of one of the richest families in the world. Her life consists of brunch, traveling, shopping, hanging out with her friends, partying, surfing, playing tennis, and the many other things rich kids like to do in their free time.
While she is rich and does not pretend otherwise, she has never been one to be snobby or bitchy (when not warranted). There is a long list of people sheās left heartbroken but itās not really her fault. Is it? Sheās made it loud and clear she has no interest in settling down. That is until two people enters her life completely unexpected.
this is a mini intro to my newest dr.. it is a shared dr with two of my friends. @s3rnity @moonunirealm.
lmk if you have any questions about it <33
the winchesters twins / everyoneās collective pain in the ass !
ādean, you looked better with that fuckass mullet. grow it back.ā
āonly when you give me my car keys back, friedeā¦oh and when you stop being so shortā
the winchester twins may be as famous as john winchester himself, if not more. they are a fierce force to behold: one is as dangerous as the other. even if friede was smaller, she was capable of folding a man in half like he is a lawn chair, while dean watches.
friede being the only person he loves more than his car. and dean being the only person she loves more than her borzois.
but being twins did not mean that they had to act like another, despite being the mirror of another in appearance.
dean was everything friede was not, while friede was everything dean hoped to be. he did occasionally wonder how his sister remained so. . .positive, and happy, despite what they went through when they were children. she was generous, while he was not. he was brave, while she was not.
but everyone collectively agreed that they should never be put in the same room. friede, who usually was calm and polite, turned into a foul-mouthed woman that made crude jokes with dean. sheād always slap his back or arm when he made a joke, and he grinned down at his twin sister. dean remained himself, though he tried making more jokes because it mattered to him that friede was happy.
when they are drunk, it is worse. they hug another all the time. trying not to cry. or they are horribly dancing together on the floor, without an ounce of effort. that was where they were at their peace.
together, and doing stupid shit side by side.
they argue, very rarely, as their differences in hunting can cause conflict. but they end up apologizing to another in their own special ways.
they donāt wanna see each other hurt, knowing that they were the cause for it. and for once they put aside their pride, and suck it up to muster an apology.
answering questions about my second parent dr with the walk a day in my shoes shifting ask game
š : TRAVELING TENNIS SHOES - what adventures/dates have you gone on with them? where did you go? what did you do? was this your first date?
ā unlike my loud, adventurous husband, i love to be home, in my comfort zone, and so when i married him i knew what i was signing up for. we have taken trips to places i would never dare to step foot in and did things i would rather die than try doing all because for one, he is very persuasive with his words and secondly, i want to see my man happy and i trust him enough to get out of said comfort zone.
ā our dates range from simple at home movies to trips to the desert somewhere in the middle east. but i also do lead most of the date planning to him, if not all, other than on special occasions such as his birthday or fathers day where i get to spoil him instead.
ā our first date was in japan where i happened to be visiting for a work trip and he took time out of his own schedule in korea to fly down to come and see me and had our date planned out to surprise me, he showed me around and then asked me out officially by the end of the night.
š„æ : FEELS LIKE FLATS - what are the simple things that you love about your relationship? is it the little stuff you do for each other? comfortable silence you can easily bask in?
ā the quieter moments away from the limelight when weāre home with our babies and i just get to see my husband in his best element which is being a father. getting to watch him playing with the kids and getting them ready for bed and then unwinding on our couch cuddling with a glass of wine together reminiscing about how far weāve come but also how much of life we still have left before dosing off.
ā i also love the random physical affection, which i must say took time to get used to at first as im not much of a touchy person myself. like i could have just woken up with a puffy face and dry drool and he will still lunge on me to cuddle drowning me in compliments about how im the most beautiful woman heās ever seen and heās so lucky to be my husband (yes you are, glad you know).
š : HEAVENLY HEELS - what are the ways they make you feel loved? are there special compliments they have for you? any nicknames reserved for your ears only?
ā if thereās any man thatās acts of service, it is my husband (although his biggest love language is definitely physical touch). but also his level of attentiveness is incredible to me. he makes me feel loved even in the most simple of ways such as giving me piggy back rides after our date nights or events holding my heels while Iām barefoot because my feet started aching after walking in them for too long (paparazzi have taken pictures of this too). or surprising me with little solo or girls trips for me and my friends so i can relax away from the kids and he takes care of them. he just always wants to make sure i am taken care of because i am his queen (his words, not mine).
ā he also knows i spiral quite easily, especially whenever I feel overwhelmed or stressed out and so he always knows exactly what to say to make me feel better, right before reminding me of how proud he is of me, sealing the deal with a soft kiss too.
ā but even when im not crashing out, jackson is forever complimenting me, no.1 wife glazer, and itās not just empty words either, i always feel the sincerity behind his words and so i have never not felt loved and appreciated by this man.
š¢ : BRATTY BOOTS - whatās something they do that annoys you? is it on purpose? is it an unshakable habit?
ā he tends to shut himself out when heās stressed or annoyed. jackson will show visible signs that heās obviously affected by something (especially when things get hectic at work) or heās exhausted and play it off like heās fine not wanting to talk about it, which he doesnāt do on purpose, but it annoys me because i actually want him to feel comfortable to express his worries with me, not only as his partner but his friend too, at the end of the day we are doing this life thing together, through sickness and in health. definitely a shakable habit we are working through.
ā we did announce we were together about over a year after we had start dating which in hindsight, especially considering our fame, is quite āearlyā but it worked for us. to the public our relationship seems spontaneous and chaotic in the most fun way possible, and it is, but our most intimate moments are those that are behind closed doors and remain unposted where we just get to be together with our family.
ā for the most, their view is accurate but fans are also very respectful of our relationship and our boundaries in terms of what we choose and donāt choose to share. everyone knows we will always support each other in our respective careers and we show up for each other within that as much as we can, whilst also giving time to dedicating ourselves to our children and their growth privately.
āøļø : STUNNING SKATES - whatās your favourite thing about them? a physical trait? a personality trait? and vice-versa, what do they love about you?
ā my favourite physical trait of his i would say is his smile and his tattoos. i am utterly obsessed and heās aware of this lol (but he knows i love everything, head to toe). in terms of his personality i really admire his ambitiousness. jackson doesnāt shy away from what he wants, he goes for it head on and with confidence which i really respect (thatās how he bagged a baddie like me). but also i absolutely love how big his heart truly is, he has so much love to give and would especially give anything and everything to his family.
ā just know that he fell first and harder. jackson and i met when we were actually sat next to each other at a paris fashion week show where i was invited by ysl. true to his nature, he was very outgoing and conversed well with me, i also thought he was very funny and handsome ofcourse. that same night, we fatefully bumped into each other at an after party, there we continued talking more and ended up exchanging social medias and numbers and the rest was history.
Thank you sooo much for tag, @ang3leyes23 I may be a bit late but Iām here. Hereās my the amazing spiderman dr. I donāt know how to reply to the blog thing you did but here you go hereās Peter and I as ceramic tiles!!!
Peter Parker
Peter is currently grinding as a freelance photographer, After the loss of Gwen, he isn't just "working"āheās obsessed with his lab work and heroics as a way to cope, eventually aiming to lead his own scientific initiatives to prevent future tragedies.
Michael Jane Watson
Michael is a breakout editorial model who just landed his first major campaign. Heās moving toward becoming a creative director or an industry mogul heās learning the business side of fashion fast. Heās on a path to global fame, constantly traveling for shoots, but heās also looking for ways to use his rising influence to mentor other young creatives.
Iām too scared to tag anyone because what if Iām annoying so I am NOT doing that. Original trend by : @seraph-grievences
the snake of ancient greece / the mother of madness
who was to judge a widow for her actions? for her bitterness aimed at the world, and its gods, for taking her very heart and the father of their very children? who was to judge? you? the winchesters? the golden order? perhaps all of them.
some describe euryale as a sad woman, but slightly bitter behind her cheerful demeanor. the eyes are the key to the soul, some say, and that is true for her. one can glance into the colorful eyes of hers, always changing and never restless, and see the anger as well as sadness she carried.
it was lucky for everyone she did not decide to act upon her anger or sadness.
she could drive someone mad if she wished. euryale was the goddess of insanity and some might say she was insane herself.
but she controls herself, so the world may not suffer under her wrath.
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