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paper rings- weddings!! give me a character. a rough word count (10k is the most I’m willing to write, but if you want the fic to be a longer one, specifics are heavily recommended) and where you would want to get married if you were to get married! You can also tell me if you want it to be next level angst or to have the fluff scale turned up to eleven. Provide whatever specifics you want, and along with the fic, you’ll get a moodboard! You can mention if you want the moodboard to replace whatever gif I use as a fic header, but if you want it at the bottom of the fic and for me to include the gif anyway, just let me know!

okayyyy nikolai lantsov andd 1-2k? i've always dreamed of having a forest fairytale type wedding. like the fairy lights, and the green and borwn color schemes. and very intimate, only closeee friends and family (which is still a lot of family on my side but shhhh) fluff scale turned up to 11 plsss! the moodboard, i'm fine either way whatever is easiest<3

Our Forever/Our Eternity- Nikolai Lantsov x fem! reader

Okay, hi! I am so sorry that this coming out so late--I’d started second semester when I went to look at my inbox and having to do assignments on the daily is taking me closer and closer to academic burn out one step at a time. This is coming out on valentines though, so yay! I hope you like this one. The moodboard also came out in the form of a collage, which again, I hope is cool! I made it while tired out of my mind last night and a collage is what my tiredbrain was able to manage at that point lol.

fic type- fluff. 

Warnings- mentions of the consumption of alcohol (wine and champagne, and vodka/kvas) 

You and Nikolai had been dating since you were sixteen, having met by pure happenstance whilst you both worked in the First Army. You were at his side as his partner when he’d met Alina, fought with him as his partner and his confidante in the Ravkan Civil war. 

When he’d proposed at the age of twenty-three, just at the beginning of his kingship, you were overjoyed, and so, it seemed, was he. 

The next year and a half were spent with wedding preparations at the forefront of nearly everyones focuses, though especially Genyas, yours, and Nikolais. 

A fairytale esque wedding was the theme you’d agreed upon, and it was just to your luck that a decent clearing with a couple of large trees was amongst the Little Palaces acreage. 

Genya had said that it was to be the perfect spot for a wedding, and a year and a half later, as you listened to Alina and Zoyas conversation and Genya tailored a bit of powder onto your eyes to give them a pop of color, you had to agree. 

You’d decorated it with a few good tables, chairs painted a deep brown the color of wood, the tablecloths a darker version of leafy green. The centerpieces had been your favorite flowers, encased in small glass display containers that would’ve been used for something like a cupcake display in a bakery, and the tree under which you were going to get married had been laid with lights, making it look like the branches were dripping in stars. 

You’d done your wedding a bit differently to the societal expectations placed onto Nikolais shoulders. It wasn’t public, it wasn’t to occur in the Little Palace and there were no journalists, no reporters or anyone who’s only purpose of attending would be to get the scoop on the happenings of that day. 

You’d only invited the people who’d mattered to you both, those whom you considered family. Tolya, Mal and David were Nikolais groomsmen. Genya, Tamar, Nadia, Alina and Zoya were your bridesmaids. 

Alina and Mal had come along, though Alina had been wearing a wig so that nobody looked at her and immediately knew that she’d been the sun saint, the one who’d been martyred three years before. 

Alina laughed as a breeze picked up and ruined some of the work that Genya had done with your hair, meeting your gaze with a grin. 

“Early summer is a wonderful time of year, isn’t it?” You asked, laugh befalling your lips as Genya gave an exasperated sigh. “There’s a breeze, yeah, but at least it’s warm.”

“Nikolai is just going to faint when he sees you,” Nadia said with a grin. “Oh, the king will faint indeed.”

“Tolya will have to catch him,” Tamar agreed, laugh coming up as she took a sip of her champagne. “It’ll be quite the glorious thing, and no reporters here to tell the tale means that our beloved king and his precious ego will be saved from embarrassment.” 

“He’ll do more than faint,” Zoya said. “He’s never cried a day in his life, I’m sure, but he will. He’ll be crying tears of joy. Men are astonished by beauty, and you look ravishing, so it’s practically par for the course.” 

You took a sip of your champagne as Genya announced that she was done with your hair, peeking out from behind the tree that you’d stood behind, one far enough away from guests and Nikolai to avoid being heard or seen.  

“The king has descended down the aisle,” she said. “Oh, he is going to lose it. I’m so excited!” 

You finished off your champagne as Genya and David walked down the aisle, followed by Zoya with Tolya, Alina and Mal, Tamar and Nadia together. 

You watched, head ducked out from the spot where you stood, as David whispered something to Nikolai and his eyes promptly closed, anticipatory grin spreading across his face. You scoffed, grin coming to yours as well. 

Of course David had listened to Genyas suggestion that he ask Nikolai to close his eyes so as to not see you until you’d walked down the aisle. Photographers were around, and she probably thought it would make for an interesting set of photos. David, as her husband, would’ve agreed, as would you have, as you knew she was probably right. 

Your father walked you down the aisle, and when you reached out, resting either of your arms on Nikolais shoulders and allowing your hands to entwine themselves behind his neck, his eyes opened.

He looked shocked in one moment, mesmerized in the next.

“You look--” Nikolai began, cutting himself off. He laughed after a moment. “It seems I am unable to find the words. You look indescribably beautiful.” 

You grinned. “You clean up nicely, Mr. Lantsov.”

“The same can be said of you, soon to be Mrs.” 

You grinned, rolled your eyes, as the officiant began.

“We are gathered here today for the union of his majesty the king, Nikolai Lantsov, and her majesty the Queen, Y/N L/N,” you’d gotten that part sorted in the weeks prior. You’d been declared queen before the wedding at a small coronation that the public was only made aware of in the days after it’d occurred, so as to pretty much just get the process out of the way. 

“It is my belief that the couple has written their own vows?” You both glanced at the officiant, giving him a slight nod. “Well then, King Nikolai, I’ll allow you to read yours first.” 

Nikolai shot you a smirk, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at him lovingly. He’d always been the flirtatious type, and you considered it luck that those flirts had always seemed to be tossed in your direction. 

Nikolai wasn’t just a flirt, though. He was a caring, compassionate, smart and wonderful guy. He was someone you’d met while serving your time in the First Army, someone who you’d seen act in the bravest manner and only in the interest of saving the lives of those around him. He’d managed to sweep you off your feet somewhere in all of the noise, and when he became Sturmhond, you joined him once you’d convinced your commander to release you on honorable discharge so that you could. 

As you stood in front of him, arms around his shoulders, you found that you didn’t regret it. Not a minute. 

“I have loved you since we worked in the infantry department together,” Nikolai said. “I fell in love with you whilst we were in the ranks of the First Army, and, eight years after I joined up, I can say that I have not felt regret over it for a moment. I love you more than words can express, really, and I’m looking forward to proving it to you with my actions. I cannot wait to get to wake up next to you everyday for the rest of my life.”

He paused, closing his eyes for a moment, and you realized that Zoya may have been right. Nikolai may actually have started crying, or have gotten closer to it. 

“Forever has always felt like such a long time,” Nikolai continued. “It still does, usually, but it’s time that I get to spend with you at my side, so I can’t wait for our forever to start.” 

The officiant grinned. “Y/N, you may read your vows in response.” 

“I love you,” you began. “I used to think that I would never get so lucky as I have. I was sent into the First Army, and as most do, I figured I was doomed. I’m delighted that I wasn’t, and though the First Army, the mandatory service, is not something that I look back on fondly, I’m glad I met you from it. I’m glad that I’ve spent almost a decade at your side, and I’m looking forward to all the decades to come.”

“I’m looking forward to coffee on Sundays, to watching the sun go down and drinking kvas as we talk about how lucky we both feel, and I am really excited that I get to be married to you for our eternity. I have loved you as long as I have known you, and I am looking forward to getting to spend the rest of my days loving you even still.” 

The rings were brought out, and you noticed a tear slip down Nikolais cheek as he slipped the ring onto your finger. You slipped his ring onto his, wiped the tear away and gave him a grin as you registered that you were close to crying as well. 

It was your wedding, though. One of the happiest days of your life. People would forgive you if you cried a bit. 

“Nikolai Lantsov, do you promise to love Y/N L/N for the rest of your days, in sickness and in health, in rich and in poor?”

“I do,” Nikolai looked at you, and you looked at him, and all that either of you noticed in that moment was the sheer love in the other persons gaze.

“Y/N L/N, do you promise to love Nikolai Lantsov for the rest of your days, in sickness and in health, in rich and in poor?” 

“I do.” 

“Well then, the bride and groom may kiss to seal this union,” the officiant said.

And so, you did, a tear slipping down your cheek as Nikolais lips were on yours and you were officially his wife, he was officially your husband. You were so happy, it was more than words could ever accurately describe.

Nikolai pulled away, grabbed your hand and interlaced your fingers, and just like that, the party had started, the violins picking up with an old Ravkan dancing tune. 

You spent the night dancing, laughing, drinking and enjoying the night for all that it was. You were married to the love of your life, and you were sure you would be so happy as you’d been that day for the rest of the days in which you graced the earth. 

When all the guests had left, most of them retiring into their rooms after midnight, when all of the celebrations had been had, the good wine and kvas drank, the dancing done, you were still out there.

It was a group of people, actually. It’d been you, Nikolai, Genya, David, Tolya, Tamar, Nadia, Zoya, Alina and Mal. The violinist was still playing because they’d not yet retired to their own room. They were playing a slow song, and like it was habitual, you all paired off and danced.

Nikolai held you close, arms around your waist where yours were resting on either of his shoulders. You were dancing under the tree where you’d gotten married, and the lights were still on. As you registered the flit of a camera, knowing that the photographers had long gone home, you scoffed.

“Need something for the photo album, Tolya?”

“A few somethings,” he said. “These’ll look good framed, and Zoya most certainly agrees with me.”

“She does,” Zoya piped up. “As does Genya, who anticipated this happening and thought that the disposable was a good idea. You’re welcome, lovebirds.” 

You and Nikolai laughed. “Thank you, guys.”

“We’re glad that you finally tied the knot, Nik,” Tamar said. “Seriously. Tolya and Nadia were beginning to debate placing bets.”

“Who would’ve won?”

“Me,” Tolya said. “A good man does not wait for the perfect time, in accordance to my sonnets. He either creates it or finds it in a day that is seemingly mundane.”

You scoffed. “It was not mundane, Yul-Bataar. He proposed to me when the sun was setting. We were by the lakes.” 

“Mundane enough,” Nikolai said. “And perfect enough, after having tried to find the right time for three years.”

“You took my point, you took my compliment, and you unraveled it,” Tolya said, scoffing. “You’re a drunken buffoon.”

“I’m not drunk,” Nikolai said. “I’ve been too busy dancing with my wife to bother with it.”

“Ah, so you’re just a buffoon, then?” Genya asked. “Makes sense.” 

Nikolai scoffed, meeting your gaze. “I love you,” he said.

“I love you too,” you said. “It’s getting late, and cold. Let’s head back inside.”

“Early start tomorrow,” David said.

“I will have Tamar cut my tongue out with one of her beloved axes before I rise at any time within the three hours after sunrise tomorrow morning,” Nikolai said as the group began the walk back. You heard the violin music stop, the violinist packing up as you left. 

You grinned as you took Nikolais hand and interlaced your fingers. 

You’d married the love of your life. You were so happy in what was just the start of your forever with him, and he was so happy in the start of his eternity with you. 

[blossom-blur]

Name: Niko

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Species: Human

Height: 5′5

Hair: Light Borwn

Eyes: Black

Skin: Fair

Alignment: Social Good

Personality: Fun-Loving, Cheerful, and Friendly

Likes: Dancing, Having fun, Pop music, Sky blue, Omurice (Japanese rice omelet), Animals, Relaxing, Living in Gevila, Peace and serenity, and Her friends

Dislikes: Mature video games, Very mature music, Her father, Chores, Cities, Earth, Not having any fun, Rude people, Crowds, Chaos, and Being treated with harshness

Powers/Abilities: Dancing Skills / Video Gaming Skills / Cooking Skills / Baking Skills / Cleaning Skills / and Singing Skill

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🎸 𝙧 𝙪 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚? (ship requests) -> send me a description about yourself (add gender preference, what your personality is like, hobbies, appearance if you'd like, and fandom) and I'll ship you with a character;

OK BESTIE gimme dps ship

no gender prefernce (there are no girls there but im putting this anyway), im 5'2 feet, my hair is light borwn and my eyes are hazel. i like reading, writing and chess. im an ambivert, slytherin and a capricorn sun, taurus moon, capricorn rising (if u care abt astrology). other than that just take whatever u know about me (that im a whore). pls i never know what to write in these

anyways ily paola mwah mwah bestie u totsally deserve 400!!

thank u sm bestieeeeeee ily

i ship you with...

Steven Meeks!

or

Charlie Dalton!

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I hope you dont mind that I put 2, So how about 📝 +💗 for a short description thingy, physically im short, 5'3", light borwn eyes, chubby ish. I'd like to think ive got a great smile. Personality wise, Im pretty sarcastic and witty, Im creative and pretty optimistic (well I try to be anyways) Im an ambivert, though more towards being a introvert. Im stubborn and short tempered but still fun to be around. Any character from Marvel, SH or Spn works lmao. Congrats once again!! You're amazing!!💞💞

Hey Maddi! I’m gonna put the handwritten note in a separate post.

I ship you with Peter Parker!

Your smile was what made him fall in love with you (although he absolutely loves all of you).

You’re both very optimistic, which makes him do better on missions and in life.

He adores your sarcasm and wittiness. You can always make him laugh and cheer up, even if he rolls his eyes and hides it.

He loves your stubbornness, it makes him realize that sometimes he’s in the wrong. He loves to kiss your nose when you get mad, it makes him laugh.

300 FOLLOWER CELEBRATION!

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GUY OF GISBORNE - 30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 10

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Pairing : Guy & Elena

Prompts: 

“There are 215 bones in the human body. That´s one! Stop whining and get the hell out of my sight,”

“You broke my nose!”

“You´re safe with me, I won´t let them hurt you again,”

 ELENA

Elena hadn’t slept all night because of the note and flowers. She couldn’t even bring herself to through them away. She didn’t want to touch anything that he touched, it would have been like he was touching her. When the servants would wake, she would have them disregard them. Maybe burn them. When he had touched her, it took many bathes for her to feel clean, but she still felt the linger of his fingers on her skin.

He was a gorgeous man, but a horrible one. A beast hidden behind the mask of a charming, angelic face. He drew her in, only to get possessive, and rough with her. She shook the memory from her head. Resting back against the stone wall of the bath she made for herself.  She needed to relax. The water was hot, and steam danced along the wet surface. She had poured smelling oils in the water, and petals of heather, and lavender.

When she heard the door open and close. She called out to see if it was one of her servants but received no reply. She stood and walked through the warm bath water to the steps and climbed out of the sparkling pool. She picked up her white cloth gown and put it on over her wet skin. Her wet hair was soaked and hung long in tiny curls.

She walked out of the side room and gasped as she was taken back by the man she saw.

A man, clad in a dark blue and borwn, was standing in the foyer, glancing throughout the room. Of average height, wiry build, with short brown hair, he was well dressed and had a cultured air about him.

Apparently, he wasn’t concerned about strolling in uninvited. She thought she locked the lash behind her. She could have sworn she did. What if she’d still been in the bath, or had wandered downstairs to find the stranger there?

The man turned at her gasp. “I’m sorry I startled you. “he apologized gently. “Might the Master of the house be about?”

“I didn’t hear you knock,” Elena said. She didn’t think he had. Maybe her father’s friends didn’t. “Are you a friend of his? Does he owe you money from the tavern games?” He smelled of ale and rum.

“No.” he said, not specifying which question he was answering. “Is he in?” His eyes racked her entire body.

She was aware that her attire was not suitable for the occasion, after all she was still wet, and parts of her white dress stuck to her body. Her breast was full, and her dark nipples showed through the thin fabric.

“Not at the moment, but I’ll be happy to tell him you stopped by.” She peered at him, curiosity never dormant. “Are you a close friend of his?” she fished.

“No.” He smiled. “And who might you be? The House Maid?”

“The master’s Daughter--. “

She broke off as the man’s demeanor changed abruptly. Gone was the disarming smile. Gone was the appreciative gaze. Replaced by a cold, calculating expression. And—her brain seemed to resist processing this fact—there was suddenly, bewilderingly, a knife in his hand.

She shook her head sharply, unable to absorb the bizarre turn of events. With a menacing smile, he moved toward her.

"Don't touch me!” She yelled.

“He’s happy that he found you.”  

Just a few words, but they brought tears to her eyes. She didn’t want to see him anymore. She thought she made that very clear the last time she saw him. It wasn’t an easy goodbye, or a happy one. He was furious with her for wanting to go. For turning him down. So furious it turned abusive, and she ran. They both ran for months at a time. Hiding in many towns and villages just to get away from him. She thought they were safe here and had more time. 

Still trying to get some dim grasp on the situation, she said stupidly. “You’re one of his friends.”

She inched slowly backward, afraid to make a sudden move.

“Not exactly,” was the man’s bizarre reply as he paced her.

“What do you want? If it’s coin, I have lots. And I’ll happily give it to you.” she babbled. She was almost to the shelf that had her fathers dagger.

“The coin is nice, and more would be better, but It’s not coin I’m after.”

A dozen horrid scenarios, each worse than the last, flashed through her mind. All of them ended with Guy Finding her dead in this house. He’d duped her into freely admitting that she was alone. How gullible she’d been!

When he lunged for her, she scrambled backward, adrenaline flooding her. Frantically, with hands made clumsy by fear, she snatched things off the shelf and flung them at him. The books bounced off his shoulder; A newly acquired butcher block hit him squarely in the chest. Flailing behind her, she grabbed one goblet after another from the next shelf and flung them at his head. He ducked and dodged, and glass after glass exploded against the wall behind him, raining down on the floor.

He hissed with fury and kept coming.

Gasping for breath, dangerously close to hyperventilating, Elena groped for more arsenal. A bowl, spice jars, bottles of wine, rum, ale, books. She needed a freaking weapon! In the midst of this damned house, surely, she could get her hands on one blasted knife! But her bare feet kept slipping in wine as she tried to avoid both her assailant and the broken glass.

Afraid to take her eyes off him, she backed into the small kitchen area where the cook prepared his meals, and she fumbled for a drawer behind her and felt frantically about for anything.

Glass crunching beneath his boots, he advanced, backing her against the counter more.

Wine bottle. Full. Thank you, God. She kept it behind her back and went motionless.

He did exactly what she’d hoped. Gave her the bum’s rush, and she smashed the bottle down on his head with all her might, drenching them both with glass-spiked wine.

He grabbed her around the waist as he went down, taking her with him. She was no match for the wiry strength of the man as he wrestled her onto her back beneath him. His hands wrapped around her throat and he started to squeeze.

“I just need you out enough to take you without a fuss.” He admitted.

She caught a flash of silver perilously close to her face. She went limp for a moment, just long enough to make him wonder, then twisted and went for his groin with her knee. He curled into himself and released her. She managed to quickly get out from under him and crawled towards the door. Her feet were bleeding too badly for her to walk. She snatched up a dagger that rested at the door and she turned to see the man on the floor slowly coming back around after her kick to his groin.

GUY

Pushing the door open, he gaped, incredulity and shock paralyzing him for a precious moment.

Elena—dripping red liquid that his mind refused to accept might be blood—was crawling out of kitchen on her rare, her back to him, sliding backwards, her hand clutching a blade.

A man stepped out of the kitchen, his murderous gaze fixed on Elena, a knife in his hand.

Neither of them registered his presence.

“Elena back away,” Guy hissed, pulling his sword from his side.

The man startled and saw him then, his face registering shock and … something more, a thing Guy couldn’t quite define. The intruder’s gaze darted to the door behind Guy, then to the open doors leading to the back of the house.

That’s when Guy lunged for him. The intruder parried, and both men began a dance of blades. Guy ducked when he swung his dagger, and when he came back up, his hilt smacked the stranger in the face. Blood shot out everywhere as the mans head snapped backwards. Guy then pushed him into the wall, and took another blade, swirled it in his hand and placed it to his face. The strangers hands trapped in a maze of locks, while Guy held him still and firm. The smell of wine, and blood washed over him.

“You broke my nose!” the intruder screamed.

“There are 215 bones in the human body. That´s one!” He pressed his body against the mans harder, the knife snipping his skin, and a small teardrop of blood wet the tip of the blade. “Why are you after my woman? “Guy demanded.

“Someone paid me to get her!” he confessed.

“Who?”

“I didn’t see his face, he just paid me and said that his master wanted her.” He guy started to whimper and moan. “Look at what you’ve done to me! I can never show my face again!”

“Stop whining and get the hell out of my sight,” Guy pushed him harder into the wall, the weak wood gave out and the man fell back. “Guy kicked him repeatedly in the stomach and gave him a final blow to his face with a hilt gripped fist. The mans face slammed into the hard floor. His mouth poured with blood.

He rose to his feet, and Guy shouted, standing over him. “If I ever see you near her or this house again. I will kill you.” He added with lethal calm.

The guy scrabbled to his feet and ran out of the door and disappeared in the bright light.

He turned to see Elena laying in the glass, unresponsive, her feet bleeding, and her gown soaked in red. He dropped his sword and rushed over to her. Kneeling at her side, he picked her up and carried her to the bathing room where her bath still waited. Fully clothed he walked into the water, washing her face, and waiting for her to wake up.

“You’re safe with me. I won’t let them, or anyone hurt you again.” He whispered on to her wet face. Kissing her cheek.  He was shaking with fear, and rage. He wanted answers now.

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Commission

Hey, clownfox! Can u tell me the colours and look of ur oc(s) and I can draw them for u! Maybe then u can use them as a header image or something!

Why thank you!

Clown Fox: White shirt, yellow fox, aronge pants, red boots and yellow eyes

Nick: Blue shirt, blue jeans, and blondish hair

Rose: Red shirt, pink tutu, brown eyes, and brown hair

Willy: Green eyes, Yellow shirt, and blue jeans.

Slopy: Borwn standing dog with purple lighting bolt on face

Arnold: Orange hair, black cloak, top hat, wand.

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tagged by: the lovely @leadershiipskills tagging: @agcntvasqucz, @unfortunatesculs, @urkynon, @queenofmean, @smoakinoverwxtch, @inze, @sapphirelionheart

BODY.

LONG LEGS   /   short legs   /   average legs  /    slender thighs   /   thick thighs   /   MUSCULAR THIGHS   /  skinny arms /   soft arms  /   MUSCULAR ARMS   /   TONED STOMACH   /   flat stomach   /   flabby stomach   /   soft stomach   /   six pack   /   beer belly   /   LEAN FRAME /   muscular frame   /  voluptuous frame   /   petite frame   /   lanky frame  /   short nails /   long nails   /   MANICURED NAILS   /   dirty nails /   flat ass   /  TONED ASS??  /   bubble butt   /   thick ass   /   SMALL WAIST  /   thick waist   /  narrow waist   /   average hips /   WIDE HIPS   /   big feet   /  AVERAGE FEET /    small feet   /  SOFT FEET   /   slender feet   /   calloused hands   /   SOFT HANDS   /  big hands   /  AVERAGE HANDS   /   small hands   /  LONG FINGERS   /   short fingers   /   average fingers  /   broad shouldered  /   underweight  /  AVERAGE WEIGHT   /   overweight

HEIGHT.

shorter than 140 cm /   141 cm-150 cm   /   151 cm to 160 cm   /   161 CM TO 170 CM /   171 cm to 180 cm   /  181 cm to 190 cm   /   191 cm to 2 m   /   taller than 2 m.

SKIN.

pale /   ROSY  /   olive   /   dark   /   tanned   /   blotchy   /  SMOOTH /   acne   /   dry   /   greasy /  freckled

EYES.

small  /   large /   AVERAGE /   GREY /   brown /   BLUE  /   green   /   gold   /   hazel /  doe-eyed   / almond /    close-set   /   wide - set   /   squinty   /   monolid   /  heavy eyelids   /   UPTURNED /   downturned

HAIR.

thin   /    THICK /   fine   /   normal /   greasy   /   dry   /   SOFT   /   shiny   /   curly   /   frizzy   /   wild /  unruly /   straight /   smooth   /  WAVY /   floppy  /   cropped   /   pixie - cut   /   shoulder length /  BACK LENGTH   /   waist length   /   buzz cut   /   bald   /   jaw length   /   mohawk   /   white   /   platinum blonde   /   golden blonde   /   dirty blonde   /   blonde   /   ombre   /   light brown   /   mouse borwn   /   chestnut brown   /   golden brown   /  chocolate brown /   DARK BROWN  /  jet black   /   ginger   /  auburn /   dyed red   /   dyed an unnatural color   /   THIN EYEBROWS    /  average eyebrows  /   thick eyebrows

TATTOOS  /  PIERCINGS.

no tattoos /  one tattoo  /   a few here and there  /   MULTIPLE  /   full sleeve   /     thigh tattoo     /     neck tattoo   /   chest tattoo   /   no piercings   /   EAR PIERCINGS   /   nose piercing   /   lip piercing   /   tongue piercing   /   eyebrow piercing   /   navel piercing   /   cheek piercing   /   nipple piercing   /   genital piercing

COSMETICS.

EYELINER /   light eyeliner   /   heavy eyeliner   /   cat eyes   /   mascara   /   fake eyelashes   /   MATTE LIPSTICK   /   regular lipstick   /   lipgloss   /   red lips  /  PINK LIPS  /   dark lips    /   bronzer   /   highlighter   /   EYESHADOW /  neutral eyeshadow  /   smoky eyes   /    colorful eyeshadow   /    BLUSH /    lipliner   /   light contouring   /   heavy contouring   /    powder   /   matte foundation   /  SHINY FOUNDATION   /  CONCEALER /   WEAR REGULARLY    / wears occasionally   /  never wears

(i don’t know shit about makeup but this seems right XD)

SCENT.

floral   /   fruity    /   PERFUMES /   aftershave   /   cocoa   /   MOISTURISER   /   SHAMPOO /   cigarettes   /  LEATHER /   sweat   /   food   /   incense /  marijuana   /   cologne   /   whiskey /   wine /  fried food   /  blood   /   fire   /   METAL /   ice   /   smoke

CLOTHES.

JEANS   /  TIGHT PANTS   /   over knee socks   /    tights   /   leggings    /   yoga pants   /   PENCIL SKIRT  /   tight skirt   /   loose skirt   /   FORMFITTING DRESS  /  cardigans /   BLOUSE  /   BUTTON-UP SHIRT /   BAND T - SHIRTS   /  SWEATPANTS  /   TANK TOP  /    cutoff t-shirt /  DESIGNER   /   high street   /   ONLINE STORES  /  thrift /   LINGERIE /   LONG SKIRT   /    miniskirt   /   maxidress   /   sundress   /   TIE /   TUXEDO    /    cocktail dress   /   highslit dress/skirt   /   T - SHIRT   /   LOOSE CLOTHING /   tight clothing   /   jean shorts   /  SWEATER /  sweater vest   /   khaki pants   /   SUIT /     HOODIE  /    harem pants  /   basketball shorts    /  BOXERS /   briefs  /   thong   /   hotpants   /   hipster pants   /  BRA /    SPORTS BRA /   crop top   /   corset    /   ballerina skirt   /   leotard   /   polka dot   /  stripes /   glitter   /   silk   /   lace   /LEATHER /   VELVET  /   CHEMISE /   patterns /   floral   /  neon colors   /   pastels   / BLACK /   DARK COLORS /   fur   /   faux fur

SHOES.

SNEAKERS   /    slip-ons   /   FLATS /    slippers /   sandals   /  HIGH HEELS  /   kitten heels   /   ANKLE BOOTS   / COMBAT BOOTS /    knee - high   /   platforms   /    stripper heels   /  BARE FEET  /  LOAFERS   /   OXFORDS   /   gladiator shoes    /   BOOTS

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BODY.

long legs   /   short legs   /   AVERAGE LEGS  /    slender thighs   /   thick thighs   /   MUSCULAR THIGHS   /  skinny arms /   soft arms  /   MUSCULAR ARMS   /   TONED STOMACH   /   flat stomach   /   flabby stomach   /   soft stomach   /   six pack   /   beer belly   /   lean frame  /   MUSCULAR FRAME   /  voluptuous frame   /   petite frame   /   lanky frame  /   SHORT NAILS   /   long nails   /   manicured nails   /   dirty nails /   flat ass   /  TONED ASS  /   bubble butt   /   thick ass   /   SMALL WAIST  /   thick waist   /  narrow waist   /   AVERAGE HIPS  /  wide hips   /   big feet   /  average feet  /   SMALL FEET   /  soft feet   /   SLENDER FEET   /   CALLOUSED HANDS   /   soft hands   /  big hands   /  AVERAGE HANDS   /   small hands   /  LONG FINGERS   /   short fingers   /   average fingers  /   BROAD SHOULDERED  /   underweight  /  AVERAGE WEIGHT   /   overweight

HEIGHT.

shorter than 140 cm /   141 cm-150 cm   /   151 cm to 160 cm   /   161 CM TO 170 CM /   171 cm to 180 cm  /  181 cm to 190 cm   /   191 cm to 2 m   /   taller than 2 m.

SKIN.

pale  /  rosy  /   olive   /   dark   /   TANNED   /   blotchy   /  SMOOTH /   acne   /   dry   /   greasy   /  FRECKLED

EYES.

small  /   large /  AVERAGE   /  grey  /  BLACK  /  brown  /   blue  /   green   /   gold   /   hazel /  doe-eyed   /   ALMOND   /    close-set   /   wide - set   /   squinty   /   monolid   /  heavy eyelids   /   UPTURNED /   downturned

HAIR.

thin   /   THICK  /   FINE   /   normal /   greasy   /   dry   /   SOFT   /   shiny   /   curly   /   frizzy   /   wild /  unruly /   STRAIGHT  /   smooth   /  wavy   /   floppy  /   CROPPED   /   pixie - cut   /   shoulder length /  back length   /   waist length   /   buzz cut   /   bald   /   jaw length   /   mohawk   /   white   /   platinum blonde   /   golden blonde   /   dirty blonde   /   blonde   /   ombre   /   light brown   /   mouse borwn   /   chestnut brown   /   golden brown   /  chocolate brown /   DARK BROWN  /  jet black   /   ginger   /  auburn /   dyed red   /   dyed an unnatural color   /   thin eyebrows   /  AVERAGE EYEBROWS  /   thick eyebrows

TATTOOS  /  PIERCINGS.

no tattoos /  one tattoo  /   a few here and there  /   MULTIPLE  /   full sleeve   /     thigh tattoo     /     neck tattoo   /   chest tattoo   /   no piercings   /   ear piercings   /   nose piercing   /   lip piercing   /   tongue piercing   /   eyebrow piercing   /   NAVEL PIERCING   /   cheek piercing   /   nipple piercing   /   genital piercing

COSMETICS.

eyeliner   /   LIGHT EYELINER   /   heavy eyeliner   /   cat eyes   /   mascara   /   fake eyelashes   /   matte lipstick   /   regular lipstick   /   lipgloss   /   red lips  /  pink lips  /   dark lips    /   bronzer   /   highlighter   /  eye shadow  /  neutral eyeshadow  /   smoky eyes   /    colorful eyeshadow   /    blush   /    lipliner   /   light contouring   /   heavy contouring   /    powder   /   matte foundation   /  shiny foundation   /  concealer  /   wears regularly   / wears occasionally  /  WEARS RARELY  /  never wears

SCENT.

floral   /   fruity    /  perfumes  /   aftershave   /   cocoa   /   MOISTURIZER   /   SHAMPOO   /   cigarettes   /  LEATHER   /   sweat   /   food   /   incense /  marijuana   /   cologne   /   whiskey /   wine /  fried food   /  blood   /   fire   /   METAL /   ICE   /   smoke

CLOTHES.

JEANS   /  TIGHT PANTS   /   over knee socks   /    tights   /   leggings    /   yoga pants   /   pencil skirt  /   tight skirt   /   loose skirt   /   form fitting dress  /  cardigans /   BLOUSE  /   BUTTON-UP SHIRT /  BAND T - SHIRTS   /  SWEATPANTS  /   TANK TOP /  CUT-OFF T-SHIRT  /  designer   /   high street   /   ONLINE STORES  /  THRIFT /  lingerie  /   long skirt   /    miniskirt   /   maxidress   /   sundress   /   TIE  /   TUXEDO    /    cocktail dress   /   highslit dress/skirt   /   T - SHIRT   /   LOOSE CLOTHING /   TIGHT CLOTHING   /   jean shorts   /  SWEATER  /  sweater vest   /   khaki pants   /   SUIT   /  HOODIE  /    harem pants  /   BASKETBALL SHORTS    /  BOXERS /   briefs  /   thong   /   hotpants   /   hipster pants   /  BRA   /   SPORTS BRA   /   crop top   /   corset    /   ballerina skirt   /   leotard   /   polka dot   /  stripes   /   glitter   /   SILK   /   LACE   /  LEATHER   /   velvet   /   chemise   /   patterns /   floral   /  neon colors   /   pastels   /   BLACK   /   DARK COLORS   /   fur   /   faux fur

SHOES.

SNEAKERS   /    slip-ons   /  flats  /    slippers /   sandals   /  high heels  /   kitten heels   /   ANKLE BOOTS   / COMBAT BOOTS /    knee - high   /   platforms   /    stripper heels   /  BARE FEET  /  loafers   /  OXFORDS  /   gladiator shoes    /   BOOTS

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#Repost @belle.of.beer ・・・ Stand Down Brown from Uber Brew in Billings MT. Must be an oldie because I read they were no longer doing bottles. Whatever the case here goes my review. Pour dark borwn with a tan head. A good amount of roasted notes. It is smooth with a light body but don't think it is under flavorful. It is rich with hints of coffee and mild spices. Makes me want a burger real bad. Cheers my friends! #MTbeer

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hi, if you're still doing ships from deh? my name is emmy, im 16 and pansexual, i love writing plays/poems/fanfic, painting, photography, and hiking. i am 5'3, with borwn curly hair and hazel eyes. m a huge nerd but you would never know it from looking at me. im really involved at my school and although i love being smart and studying, i wish i had more teenage adventures. when i go to college i want to double major in city planning and stage management. thank you so much!!

I SHIP YOU WITH ALANA ❤️

you both get elected to student council, and alana is definitely charmed. she asks you out after one of your meetings, and you’re so flustered you can’t speak. alana thinks you’re about to reject her, but you immediately answer and her eyes light up like christmas lights. you spend more and more time with her outside of school and you discover how lovely she really is??? under that overachiever exterior you see there’s a girl underneath. you’re the first to see the real alana beck.

whenever you’re writing something, alana will usually come up behind you and wrap her arms loosely around you, her chin resting on your shoulder. you’ll huff away a strand of your hair and she’ll giggle as it tickles her nose. you two do homework together all the time, which sometimes ends with the both of you making out on your bed. you wouldn’t trade your study buddy for anyone else.

alana adores your curly hair, and she’ll find herself winding a strand around her finger or running her hand through it when she’s bored. she’ll tug on it sometimes when you kiss, which to you is a total turn on. she’ll even braid it! on long weekends, you’ll go hiking together while you snap pictures.

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Anti-Asian Racism in the Time of COVID-19

Link: https://youtu.be/LELS_izhnag

[video description/transcript (by Leang Ngov):

Black background with white bold font text, centered, that reads, “Anti-Asian Racism in the Time of COVID-19

Black fade out

Black background with white bold font text, centered, that reads, “Content warning: Graphic Images and Descriptions of Violence”

Noel King is a deaf queer Korean-American adoptee cisgender womxn with black short hair. She wears a dark plum purple long sleeved shirt. She sits on a black plastic chair with white wall in the background.

“Dear friends, family and community. We need your attention.

With this COVID-19 pandemic happening right now, you know that viruses do not discriminate against people. But people can. We are seeing the rapid global spread of what?

Anti Asian Racism. Means violence, bullying, assaults, harassments happening against Asian people, no matter if from China or not.”

background: light purple wall; Kimberly, light-skinned Korean American, wears black long sleeved sweatshirt and red glasses. Her long brown hair is in a ponytail. She is standing in front of a light purple wall.

“From schools, commutes to work, trips to the grocery store, Asian-Americans have experienced verbal and physical attacks with getting dirty looks, being coughed at, spat on, blocked from getting in motels, gas stations, getting services, Asian restaurants and businesses suffer huge loss of customers and money.

This is also called xenophobia (black font text that reads, “Xenophobia” is shown on upper left - this text pops up as Kimberly fingerspells the term and fades away) and sinophobia (black font text that reads, “Sinophobia” is shown on upper left - this text pops up as Kimberly fingerspells the term and fades away.

Means what? Fear and hatred of foreigners, people from different cultures. A negative sentiment against China, its people, overseas Chinese, or Chinese culture.”

Background: Lina, a light-skinned Chinese-Taiwanese-American cis woman, appears in a solid black top. Her hair is pulled back in a low ponytail. She is seated on a stool (not shown in this video) with a white wall as the backdrop.

“Federal law enforcement/FBI recently announced a warning of hate crimes against Asian people that is increasing in the US. Online reports on racial & xenophobic attacks counted more than 1,000 incidents in less than two weeks. Also, there are estimates of an average of 100 per day all over the country, from LA to NYC to Texas. Surprising fact is that 61% of those reports were from non-Chinese people.

(cropped close up image of a SouthEast Asian male with his face stitched showed up in upper left - this image remains in the video as Lina retells this incident) In West Texas, a 19 year old teenager stabbed a Southeast Asian family members and slashed across their face, including a 2 year old and a 6 year old. Why? He thought the family is Chinese and infecting people with coronavirus.”

Nayo is a deaf queer Korean adoptee cisgender womxn with black short hair. She is wearing a black v-neck long sleeved shirt and is seated on a dark brown/black high stool in front of dark gray drawn curtains.

“A 16 year old Asian boy was bullied & physically assaulted by high schoolers in California and ended up in the Emergency Room.

(On the upper left, a cropped image that is split into two images is being shown. Left split is close up image of an elder Chinese man visibly distressed; right image of an elder Chinese man in black jacket and pants with light grey hat, holding a white bag in the middle of a couple of folks surrounding him) A 68 year old elder Chinese man was robbed, attacked and was struck in the back of his head in SF while collecting recycled cans.

(On the upper left, three images shown in one image is being shown. Left image is of male in black clothes in the subway and right image is of Chinese woman with orange face mask and black hooded jacket. In the lower image that is inbetween these two images shows the physical alternation between these two individuals) An Asian woman was attacked out of the blue and was kicked, punched & hit with an umbrella by a man in NYC at the subway station for wearing a face mask, calling her a “diseased bitch.”

(On the upper left, an image of three individuals surrounding a Filipno man in a store) A Filipino man in Bay Area California was harassed because he coughed at Target.

(On the upper left, an image is split into three images is shown. Left image is a close up image of the person holding a camera, while holding a sanitizer with another hand; with a partial view of an elderly Korean woman. Middle image is a close up image of an elderly Korean woman being harrassed. Right image is a close up image of a person holding a camera attempting to sanitize an elderly Korean woman within face distance) An elderly Korean woman was chased around and was told to “Sanitize Your Ass!”

(On the upper left, an image is of a screenshot from a night vision camera that shows a woman putting out a trash in front of the house with an assailant wearing a hooded jacket behind her and is pouring something on her. This image is shown as Nayo narrarates this incident) Just outside of her Brooklyn home, an Asian woman suffered burns on her face, body, and hands after an unknown assailant approached her from behind and poured an unknown substance over her head.

Many stories like this are happening all over US reported in various media. You know, this is not new?”

Janele, a Flilipina American womxn, is wearing a black long sleeve with her hair wrapped in a bun and strands of hair in front of her face. She is also wearing brown acrylic geometric earrings. Janele is signing with a light brown wall behind her.

“For more than 200 years, Asian Americans have been denied equal rights, experienced harassment, had their rights revoked, and imprisoned for no justifiable reason, physically attacked, and murdered. The last 20 years or so has seen Asian Americans become the fastest-growing targets for hate crimes and violence.

Throughout U.S. history, whenever there is a problem, political or economic like the public health crisis or, in wartime, there always seems to be the need for a scapegoat to unjustifiably blame and target with severe hostility. And, certainly, that's been the experience of Asian-Americans, Muslims, Black, Indigenous, and Latinx communities.

Aside from being blamed, Black and Brown bodies have been disproportionately impacted by the pandemic. We need to acknowledge as well that more Black and Brown people are dying from COVID-19.”

Anna is a relatively light-skinned Filipino/Chinese/Taiwanese/Spanish queer cisgender deaf female immigrant with long, dark curly hair parted in the middle. She has on red lipstick and a gray v-neck sweater and is seated on a brown/black high stool in front of dark gray drawn curtains.

“Because of the stereotype of Asian Americans as quiet, weak, and powerless, more and more Asian Americans are victimized, not just today but for many, many years.

(On the upper left, an image is of a comic strip that demonstrates Uncle Sam holding up a government bill while kicking Chinese people, which were drawn as offensive caricature, off the cliff.) For example, Chinese Exclusion Act of 1882 was passed to forbid Chinese people from entering the country, and it lasted for a total of 20 years.

(On the upper left, an image of an older, faded black background with white handwritten text that reads, “x Get rid of all Filipinos or we’ll burn this town down) The Watsonville Riots of 1930 involved white men committing violent acts against Filipinos and killing Fermin Tobera.

(On the upper left, B&W image of Japanese Americans being imprisoned at the internment camps is shown here) During World World Two in 1942, about 120,000 Japanese Americans were imprisoned in the internment camps for about four years.

(On the upper left, B&W image of Vincent Chin smiling for the camera is shown here) In 1982, Vincent Chin, a Chinese American was beaten to death by two White men who were enraged by the Japanese auto industry causing the closure of their car plants. They assumed Vincent is Japanese. They had no jail time at all.”

Background: light grey wall; Leang, Khmer-American womxn, is wearing a dark grey sweatshirt with medium length dark brown hair down. She signs as she is standing in front of a light grey wall.

“I am sure it is also happening to people we already know, and who are in the signing community.

The Covid-19 spread is already scary for everyone but in the last two months, with the increasing violence toward Asian Americans, is it justified to add additional fear in our lives as Asian individuals because the virus happened to be first discovered in China? Or because President Trump declared this disease to be called Chinese Virus or Kung Flu?

So how does attacking Asian people help stop the spread of the coronavirus? Does blaming us for what is happening to us help you feel better?”

(this section has a brief compiled video clip, which shows an individual signing a word, to demonstrate this sentence: “No, I am not a virus.”)

Nayo: “No,”; Kimberly, “I am,”; Lina: “not”; Desiree: “a virus”; Anna: “No,”; Noel: “I am,”; Leang: “not,’; Janele: “a virus.”

The narrator, Desiree, is a Chinese-Vietnamese Deaf Amerian cisgender womxn with dark borwn long hair and she is wearing a black top with ¾ sleeves. Behind Desiree is a black background and she is sitting on her light grey chair.

“So there've been over 100 hate crimes reported a day against Asian Americans.

More than 260 civil rights groups demanded Congress to step up in countering this rise of violence. Means, we do need more leaders out there to take a stand in solidarity to defend the safety of Asian Americans’ lives. Our community must come together to raise the alarms about racism that is actually contagious and put a stop to it. Xenophobia will not make our communities safer. Listen to your doctor and public health officials.

When you see it happening in public, do you choose to be a bystander and turn your head away? It might be easy for you to dismiss racism when it does not impact you. But this is about people’s safety and it is affecting our lives.

We need to address Anti-Asian racism as a society.”

background: white wall; Korean-American female with short black hair and dark purple long sleeve shirt is sitting on dark brown chair.

“Remember, the danger is if we don't speak up for each other, the number of people being targeted is going to be expanding and if they don't intervene, that kind of violence or that kind of incident becomes normalized. No, we are not the virus. Hate is the virus. If you step up to put a stop to this to show that the harassment and attacks should not be tolerated, together we can move forward to heal as a safer and healthier community.” (this section has a brief compiled video clip, which shows an individual signing a word, to demonstrate this sentence: ““With love / and hope / and justice / and solidarity, Your Asian / friends, / family, / community””) Kimberly: “With love,”; Lina: “and hope,”; Nayo: “and justice,”; Janele: “and solidarity,”; Anna, “Your Asian,”; Leang: “friends,”; Desiree: “family,”; and Noel: “community.” (slowly fading to black with white font text for rolling credits which reads, “In order of appearance: Noel King Kimberly Han Lina Hou Nayo Lim Franck Janele Alarcon Anna Lim Franck Leang Ngov Desiree Duong. *Thank you so much for your collaboration & participation in this video * Dragon Grrrls Production Written & Edited: Nayo Lim Franck Anna Lim Franck Leang Ngov Lina Hou © April 15, 2020]

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Moriah Elizabeth Is Married To Jordan: Net Worth-$2 Million

Moriah Elizabeth Is Married To Jordan: Net Worth-$2 Million

Quick Facts of Moriah Elizabeth

Full NameMoriah Elizabeth

Net Worth$2 Million

Date of Birth1994 /09 /14

NicknameMoriah

Marital StatusMarried

BirthplaceLos Angeles, California, The USa

EthnicityWhite

ReligionChristian

ProfessionYouTuber, Social Media Personality

NationalityAmerican

Active Year2010-present

Eye colourLight Borwn

Hair colourBrown

BuildSlim

SpouseJordan

Height5′ 8″

Weight65 Kg

Educ…