Jackson's New Demo of the American Series Soloist SL2MG HT offers Fresh Stream
Jackson's New Demo of the American Series Soloist SL2MG HT offers Fresh Stream
Jackson Guitars have always carved a niche in the market with their iconic and top-notch instruments. As part of the American Series line, the company recently unveiled one of their stunning creations – the American Series Soloist SL2MG. Played by Keyan Houshmand, the sleek, exquisite, and all-American guitar brings a fresh wave of innovation and quality in the realm of guitar…
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Idk but I still feel like Radovid can just run away. Why wouldn’t he, it seems to be safer on the road then close to Dijkstra and Philippa. Plus he hates his job.
Wouldn’t it be cool if he just escaped on his official coronation day??? And then Jaskier hears the news and one day Radovid just jumps out the bushes on him i’m 😭
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cuddling
summary: sometimes you just need to be wrapped up in your boyfriend’s arms
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“connor, i swear to the gods,” luke hears you shout from the back of the hermes cabin.
his eyes widen, and he’s rushing past his siblings, who have all crowded around the beds closest to the doors, to reach you. thankfully, he arrives at the scene right before you pummel connor to the ground. he steps around his younger brother to wrap his arms around your shoulders, pulling you into him.
your fingers clutch at his camp shirt, and you lean down so your forehead rests on his shoulder. you breathe a sigh of relief, eyelashes fluttering closed as your shoulders relax. luke kisses down the side of your face, from your temple to your jaw.
“let’s go lay down,” he mumbles against your ear.
you make a noise of agreement, and luke leads you to his bunk in the back of the cabin. connor’s mouth falls open, and he looks like he’s about to protest, but a sharp glare from his older brother quickly shuts him up.
you kick off your shoes, discarding them next to luke’s bed. luke, knowing exactly what you’ll ask for, hands you a pair of his pajama pants. you smile softly, but it’s not as bright or vibrant as it usually is when you’re with him. you slip off your jeans, and pull his pants up to cover your legs. then, you join him on top of the covers of his bed.
you’re laying side by side, which is tough in the twin sized bunks, but you already feel happier. his arm wraps around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer. your nose brushes against his everytime you take a breath, and the noises of the hermes cabin fade to the background as you soak him up.
he places a kiss on your forehead, “you can nap if you want.”
you nod, stifling a yawn as you shift in his bed to get comfortable. the end position is him on his back, with your leg thrown over his hips and head resting on his chest, right where his heart beats. his right hand cradles you into him, fingers tracing down your spine. you hum in satisfaction, nuzzling further into his chest.
you close your eyes, and within a matter of minutes, he hears your breathing even out.
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