#Imma blame it on the weather

[luvistqrzzz]

What if what if i said im... writing another drabble which is *drumroll* angst- 😹😹

#🎤.rim is speaking #see imma blame it on the weather #🤦🏽‍♀️🤦🏽‍♀️ #its such a folkmore weather!!

[a-lil-perspective]

Dammit these past few weeks have been so weird. I feel so weird. I can’t explain it. Woke up with a full blown panic attack right before work (was crying and hyperventilating all the way to work) like what the hell is wrong with me. I am so out of sorts goddamn.

#sorry I’m sorry #tbf I think it was anxiety induced because I had a terrible nightmare #but still #waking UP with a panic attack #that’s new for me #I’m just #falling apart #imma blame it on the weather or som #I have this impending sense of… something #tw suicidal ideation #tw panic attack #tw mental illness #tw mental disorders #tw swearing #vent post #it’s a lil thing

[antiromanticbaby]

Lucifer - Sweet Dreams

Lucifer x GN! reader fluff

     ✧ Not sure if this idea has been already written or not but hey, imma try. 

     ✧ second person pov. You can listen to “Dance of the witch” by Lucas King while reading 

Summary: Lucifer has a bad habit of falling asleep behind his desk. You also have a bad habit of staying up until early stages of the morning like four or five a.m. Two bad habits equal a good one. 

"Lucifer?"

You knocked on the door, a tray of coffee in your hand. Though no matter how much you waited, there was no response. You tilted your head to the side, curious. Was Lucifer asleep already? Then why were the lights of his room on.

Maybe he was really asleep, just… Not in his bed.

With a soft sigh, you opened the door to his room, slightly peeking in. There he was, your hard working Lucifer, his head on the table, the sleeves of his black button up rolled up, his tie loosely in place and his hair messier than usual.

Your lips pulled up into a warm smile.

This wasn’t the first time you saw him like this. Vulnerable, tired, and not the usual sadistic prideful demon. He had his softer moments, especially around you. 

You put the tray down on his desk and stepped closer, taking a moment to admire his features. It was creepy, but who could blame you? Seeing him so… calm and peaceful was something you could never get enough of. His muscles less tense, his eyebrows not in their usual furrow, his expression not one of grimace, it was mesmerizing. 

Running a hand through his soft raven colored hair, your gaze softened. He worked so hard for everyone. His brothers, Lord Diavolo, the other demons, and his work was barely appreciated. 

It was better not to disturb his sleep. But then again… His back and neck  would hurt a lot if his posture wasn’t fixed! 

So you made your decision and began your work. First was his back, what could you do to put it in the right posture? Looking at the avatar of pride from afar, he seemed pretty… well, heavy. You wouldn’t lie. 

Wouldn’t hurt to try.

First, you took a moment to curse his chair. How could he even keep on sitting on top of that for so many hours? The backrest seemed very bothersome, and he didn’t even have a headrest! You made a mental note to get an office chair for him later.

There was no seat tilt adjuster, so you couldn’t really help him lay back, tilt the backrest, put a blanket on him and something under his legs. With the type of chair he was sitting on, you could just put a pillow under his head. That way, at least his arms wouldn’t be sore tomorrow. 

You held him by the shoulders, pulling him up a little so you could sneak the pillow underneath his head. You put two or three pillows together so his back would be in a better position (just a little better. As good as you could.) 

Next was the blanket’s turn. However, you noticed most of the blankets were too big, or too heavy. With a soft sigh, you went back to your room and brought a lighter one from there. You put it on his shoulders and closed the balcony’s door. 

One thing you noticed through your stay was that Devildom’s weather had a funny way of changing. You never knew what to expect. And while many demons, including Lucier, were used to it, you weren’t. So while you yourself wouldn’t be able to sleep with a thin blanket, you knew Lucifer could. And putting a thicker one would wake him.

Once everything was done and put in place, you planted a soft kiss on his head. He was asleep, he wouldn’t notice. You then picked the tray of -now cold- coffee up and left the room, turning off the lights midway.

What you didn’t notice, however, was the amused smile that tugged up on the so-called ‘asleep’ Lucifer’s lips just as you left his room. 

Check it out! [cursed records] [roses] [heavenless]

#lucifer obey me #lucifer x reader #obey me lucifer #obey me #obey me shall we date #shall we date #shall we date lucifer #obey me x reader #fluff #lucifer #lucifer x you #lucifer shall we date #lucifer obey me x reader #obey me lucifer x reader #I need this in my goddam life

[hwanchaesong]

Altschmerz Teaser

a/n: imma give you a sneak peek for now to give y'all some idea about my works (i'm terribly sorry bc like i said, i type so slow idek why and my brain lags every 5 mins) this is an apology i can manage for the mean time 😭😭 pls do not hesitate to tell me, whatever means, if you wanted to be added to the taglist, tysm! 🥀✨

genre: angst, fluff, smut, university au, part of the ATEEZ Minisode Series

It is a good day to live and breathe like any normal person.

The weather is actually nice, a little cloudy with a nice touch of spring air, the skies are bluer than Taylor Swift's eyes and said singer's song titled 'The Man' is blasting through your earphones. You feel vigorous, your pristine white uniform for your medical course gives you a certain glow. Your classes went well, acing all of the assessments without much studying done, oh, truly a lucky day for you.

Then all hell breaks loose when your lovely friend, Felix, spills the tea during lunch at the cafeteria, his thick aussie accent that you usually love screeched like a racing car's tire in your ears.

"I heard that Kim Hongjoong of the music department has a crush on you."

"What the fuck?"

He held his hands up, explaining that he heard it while passing by their building. The way people narrated the 'girl' sounds exactly like you, and you couldn't help but roll your eyes at the information as Felix lists out the descriptions that caught his ears.

'She's from the Allied of Health and Sciences department.'

'She's really intelligent and kind, well, that's what the professors had said.'

'A fluent speaker! Shy at times but really bubbly with her friends.'

"I did say that I want some spice in my boring college life but not like this!" you exclaimed, stabbing a kimchi with your fork and aggressively eating it, the spice further heating your head up.

"Not like what?" just then, your other friend Lily, sat down beside you with her own tray of food.

"Felix here is spreading some fake news, he said that someone named Kim Hongjoong has a crush on me." you explained, side eyeing the freckled man before continuing to eat the remainder of your lunch.

"Oh yeah, he does. Some people are already shipping you together."

Then you choked at Lily's nonchalant reply, making her grimace and pat your back as an attempt to soothe your burning pharynx.

You did not expect her to agree at all, and you made sure to tell her that with the way you glared at her.

"He's not that bad, yes he is a music major like Hee-" you stare at her hard, not wanting to hear that specific name. Lily clears her throat and rephrases her sentence, "It is true that he is a music major, but you don't have to lump them all in one category. He's nice, my cousin knows him."

Felix nods, gulping his food before speaking, "Plus, it's just a crush. It's not like he's gonna court you all of a sudden."

They have a point, you don't have to make a big deal out of it. Besides, it's a rumor, most of the time it's plain bullshit.

You need to calm down. You're having a great day, a great start of the semester and you'll be damned if it'll be ruined this early.

Then the students at the library squealed like dying squirrels when they saw you enter. The other music majors at the university gates gave you a wink, hell, even one of the freshmen congratulated you and even said, 'You and Hongjoong-hyung will look good together!'

You mustered a smile throughout the ordeals, opting to finish the day peacefully like how you started it. Whatever happened today shall pass.

Well.. it should be but then you find yourself stalking the man's social media. You have already found his facebook, twitter, instagram, even his fucking youtube account (he has uploaded some guitar covers and you have to admit he's great at playing the instrument.)

You could defend yourself and blame curiosity later, but now, you'll indulge in some information that you could find on the internet. Surely you haven't seen him before, his face is unfamiliar, heck, you don't even know his name, not until your friends brought it up today.

Kim Hongjoong. A music major born on November 7, plays a lot of musical instruments, can write lyrics and is also a good producer. He sings, raps and dances (he was tagged in a dance cover on instagram, courtesy of someone named Park Seonghwa.) A passionate one in his career you assume as you watch one of his vlogs on facebook. You also listened to his recordings posted in his accounts, and you have to give him applause for his aesthetic instagram account.

He takes nice photos of his surroundings, even himself, and he does know how to make himself look good. He definitely knows the colors that suit him, outfits that make him stand out yet fully blended in the crowd if he wanted to. His hair is also unique, seems healthy despite the dyes that had stayed there for months before being layered by another one.

You lie on your bed, thinking that maybe the man himself isn't that bad. That you may have judged him early prior to knowing him. A fault on your part but it's not like you're going to meet or get to know him or the likes, you were simply curious about him and now that you have seen that his surface isn't dry nor rotten, your curiosity shall now die before the cat inside you does... and it's 3 in the fucking morning and you have 7 am classes so really, you'll still die either way.

What you did not expect though, as you wake up at 6:00 am, getting ready with max speed, was a notification that had you stumbling over your feet.

'Hongstagram has followed you back!'

Follow you back what? Since when did you follow him on his instagram?

You were careful! Very careful in what you were clicking and all that shit, not wanting to leave a trace of your visit in his social media accounts but you were so fucking wrong. You could blame the fuzzy feeling of drowsiness but you were so sure that you didn't click anything out of the ordinary.

Fuck your life.

That was your motto all day long, going as far as being dramatic with your friends during lunch break. Rambling about how he'll think you're a creep for stalking him or, or, how he'll think that you're interested in him when you swear to every rat out there that you're most certainly not.

It was horrible, except for the fact that you gotta eat coffee jelly for dinner because your father bought tons during a sale in the grocery and he couldn't resist his sweet tooth ass to buy some desserts.

Maybe you can sleep all of this away, yes, one night of beauty sleep will rejuvenate all of your worries except when Kim Hongjoong himself messaged you.

You jumped up from your bed when you accidentally tapped the notification on the upper half of your phone, due to your persistent tapping all over the screen because fuck that chop chop filter in tiktok (you're pretty sure you can cut that cucumber up to 200), opening the message and you contemplated whether to left it on read or be polite enough to reply.

You chose the latter, not really wanting for your name to be tarnished if this Hongjoong guy goes around and says that you're a snob.

Hongstagram: Hey Y/N! Sorry to disturb you, but may I talk to you tomorrow?

You: Good evening Hongjoong! I'm sorry my sched is kind of packed tomorrow, you can tell it now though.

Hongstagram: It's kind of embarrassing to say it through dms.

Oh my god. No fucking way. He's gonna confess.

Hongstagram: But okay, here goes nothing.

Hongstagram: I heard that you're one of the best students, so, could I borrow your notes for History? I've been meaning to ask you this for a while now because Mr. Lee talks about you every time he's in class and tbh, I couldn't care less about the minor subject. But still, I need to pass it in order to advance soo..

He was yapping so hard and you're ridiculing him inside your head but, the guy needs help and you're not some kind of witch with a stone heart. So you, being the kindest soul out there, decided to help him out.

You agreed to give him your notes and print-outs, but you didn't reply to him when he sent you a time and place for the meet-up.

Imagine his surprise when you arrived at the said café, on time and with a big, thick envelope in your hands, sitting in front of him without any trace of hesitance.

"Hi." you greeted him calmly, offering a handshake which he accepted with a smile, "Y/N here. Nice meeting you Hongjoong."

"Likewise. Thank you for entertaining my request." he replied, short but enthusiastic nonetheless.

Still, the awkward air is suffocating you and thank god the coffee and pastries can provide you some distraction because you truly cannot do this without going crazy.

Whatever confidence you had before was some kind of fallacy because you're a nervous wreck in front of this man. You're suddenly hit by the realization that this is the same guy that was rumored to have a crush on you and now you're sitting in this coffee shop with him, alone.

If someone from your university sees you two, that will surely cause a ruckus and your friends will probably bombard you with questions.

"Thank you for this, by the way." Hongjoong speaks up and it brings you back to reality, this time, you took a moment to take him in.

He really is fashionable, you'll give him that. His previously pink hair had turned into burgundy, he pairs his denims with leather better than anybody, and his color scheme for today is on point.

"You're most certainly welcome, I-"

"Listen, I know you know the rumors."

He cuts you off, rude. But he's getting straightforward now, nice.

Then you held a breath, is he actually confessing? If he did, how should you react? How should you answer?

You gulped, your palms getting sweaty and you couldn't help the tiny bit of excitement that coursed through your veins.

Your first ever confession after your dark, thunderous days of romance.

"Yes, I heard about it." you answered truthfully, giving him a small smile which he purposely avoided. This baffled you, shouldn't he be happy that you're giving him the time of your day?

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience but my friends are idiots. It's not you that I like." he admits, biting his lower lip and cautiously peers over your confused form.

You almost sputtered your coffee out, the sweetness of your iced hazelnut compensates well to the bitterness that was starting to spread out.

You faked a cough, sporting a feigned understanding countenance before asking for more elaboration, "If not me, then who is?"

He beams at you giddily and his answer almost made you want to leave.. almost.

"It's your friend, the cute one that you always help out during 21st Century Literature, Sakura." 

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[sugar-omi]

Hope you don't mind another prompt from me, since my first one when you mentioned the hangman moment 'Growing', I thought it would be a very fun thought experiment to reverse the scene and it's gn!mc who writes the phrase down, and Cove is the one to guess it. I take hangman very seriously (bc it's my favorite pass-time activity) so I'm very quick with it but I could imagine Cove taking some more rounds to guess until he finally gets the full result. :D

tags : fluff, step 2, re-imagined "growing" moment

synopsis : you flirt with cove in a game of hangman

maybe its the heat that makes you so bold, or maybe its mistake number 5,796 that only 13 year olds can make at this time; but with cove's suggestion to play hangman, you decide to share one of your many thoughts on cove, your neighbor and crush...

you sit back down with a paper and pen in hand. "mind if i go first? since you picked the game..."

cove nods.

you hum and think for a minute, tossing back and forth ideas before you finally settle on it.

it's a bit embarrassing, and you feel a wave of heat wash over you, but you just blame it on the weather.

sketching out the lines for the hangman and your quote, you turn it around for cove to start guessing.

your heart pounds as cove starts guessing, although his first guess makes you laugh.

"z?"

you laugh for a bit, leaning on your bed as you take in cove's answer. wiping away tears you look at him with a grin. "z? wha- *laughs* what makes you guess z?"

cove smiles lazily, happy to make you laugh. he shrugs. "gotta take out the hard options."

you shake your head, drawing a shaky circle for the hangman's head. "you're silly. consider starting with vowels instead."

you pause for a moment, wondering if you're giving yourself away.

you didn't exactly think about how cove would react to the compliment once he guessed it.. would it be okay if he didn't guess it?

he'd probably ask what it was if he failed... would you tell him?

you chew your lip, startling when cove catches your attention.

"y/n?" cove tilts his body to the side, looking at you.

you smile weakly. "nevermind, just dying in this heat."

cove blinks but plays along with you, grinning as he makes a comment. "me too. i think i'm stuck to the floor now."

you throw your stuffed cat plushie at him. it didn't hurt him, the cat is the size of his hand at best. he just laughs and fluffs it into shape.

"imma have to charge you rent then." you grin wolfishly when cove asks how much. "twenty."

cove rolls his eyes, his cheeks a bit flushed as he thinks about it. "still can't believe my dad did that..."

cove looks down at the paper, telling you his answer again before you get too distracted.

you lick your lips, adding "O" to the line.

you smile at him, continuing where you left off. "yeah, it was kinda weird.." you twiddle your fingers, looking at your lap as cove takes a bite of his sandwich, thinking about his next guess as he waits for you to continue or not.

mumbling a bit, realizing the heat must have some kind of bug in it since you're so... sentimental today.

"i'm glad he did it anyway. you're not bad for twenty dollars." you smirk, trying to ignore your racing heart and covering up your fluster with jokes.

cove rolls his eyes and laughs. there's still a blush on his cheeks, your words still warmed his heart.

"good. there's no refunds." he plays along, looking at you through his lashes.

"damn. i missed the return window, huh." you curse to which cove laughs, telling you his next guess.

"p!"

you bite your lip, drawing the letter.

as you go on playing, joking and laughing as well as focusing occasionally when cove contemplates his next move.

he's... close. although not without sacrifice.

he lost the first and second round, with only 3 letters correctly guessed on the board in the first round and somehow finished the second round with 2. now it's you're third round, and his hangman is close to his end, unfortunate for him.

the hangman only has 2 legs and an arm left, and cove has finally decided to take your game seriously instead of laughing and joking with you.

you're really nervous now, since he's getting really close..

YOU A_E CU_E

cove looks confused at what it could be, but taking his former experience into account he guesses the next few letters.

"r?" cove phrases it like a question, tilting his head like a puppy.

you draw it, twisting the pencil as he takes the final guess.

"t..."

you swallow, drawing a shaky letter 'T'.

'YOU ARE CUTE'

the silence stretches between you two, and you look up from the paper to greet cove's flushed face.

he's covering his face with his hands and you look down at his lap to see his glasses are hanging off the plush cat's head.

you try to think of the plushie with glasses that actually fit, its a way to distract you as you wait for cove to respond but it just makes you blush when you realize it'd just look like cove that way...

jesus fucking christ... you drag your hand over your face. cove takes up so much of your thoughts...

you look up at him, still covering your mouth with your hand, and you mumble loudly enough for him to hear. "...a penny for your thoughts?"

cove squeaks, clearly lost in his thoughts.

it makes you happy though, since he hasn't run away it must be a good sign right?

he peaks at you from the gaps of his fingers. the shadow casted over his face makes his eyes pop, cove's brilliant blue irises making your stomach flutter with the way he looks so flustered by your written compliment.

you startle, almost missing his question.

"you mean it?..."

you blink, swallowing. suddenly your mouth feels dry... in the end you nod, and muster up a couple words.

"yeah. i do." cove squeaks at your answer.

you can't really see it, but cove's hands part in a way that allow you to see the smile forming on his face.

it makes you smile too. this is good right? you're suppose to start feelings... things. at this age, so this is okay. especially if its cove.

cove finally comes out of hiding, trading covering his face for twisting the arms of the cat plush in his lap. he must have braced himself enough to give his own compliment without hiding, at least if tilting his head down and glancing away didn't count.

"i uh... i think you're cute too..."

you're blushing, and you bite your lip to stop the elated grin from taking over your face.

yeah, this is definitely okay.

#olba #our life: beginnings & always #cove holden #cove x mc #cove holden x reader #cove x reader #cove our life #our life cove #cove holden fluff #cove holden x mc #cove holden x reader fluff #fluff

[the-s1lly-corner]

I want to request like. A cuddling session with Slenderman, who is having a bad day and we comfort him

(つ≧▽≦)つ

I'm addicted to the idea of him pretending to be okay with people calling him monster, but deep down he has this longing for it to stop, since he wanted to get along with the proxies and others he deemed second family.

So he like, rant about his day while reader comfort him.

Maybe get him a little fluster aswell （〜^∇^ )〜

(Take your time and have a good day/night)

All Entwined in One Web

obligatory im stuck in the 2015 era of the creepypasta fandom and ive been mulling over this sort of approach in my head for the past month because i revisited an old slenderman x oc fanfic that had a death grip on me and shaped the way i will interact with + and consume creepypasta stuff for the sake of saving grace and not revealing HOW cringe i was im not going to drop the fanfic name (unless yall dm me because!! i still wanna support the author even if it seems theyre inactive now!) i blame this author for making me a demon sympathizer/j/lh written kinda different than my basic bullet list of hcs! got silly with this one, sorry if its jarring compared to my usual stuff </3 this post is mostly just my hc on like. slender (and by extension all demon characters) being neutral and a simple part of nature that stems from zalgo (yay im finally dropping zalgo lore for my au since he functions differently in my au/hc!!) so take this with a HUGE grain of salt since i feel this deters from the main take people use (that ive seen, at least) this one ended up being more.. sad than i first intended and imma be honest i kinda got into my feelings when i was writing this anywaus i hope this isnt too cringe since i dont talk much about my HUGEhcs/au stuff/rewritten stuff so!! plus i dont usually write BIG detailed stuff like this sobsob tldr; slenderman isnt good or evil hes just a neutral piece of nature in the world and hes trying to cope with it. the demon gods really fucked up by making him sentient and able to process human like emotions

death is a force of nature and people curse it for simply being a part of life; people curse wild animals for being, and people will curse the weather

in this universe, or timeline, demons exist in a similar manner. slenderman exists simply because hes a part of that huge web of nature. of course, that includes every single ugly instinct that humans hate so so much. and he can understand why, even if its his nature.

the one responsible for that web, is zalgo. the beginning and end of everything. neither alive nor dead, all demons stem from zalgo in one way or another.

a solitary creature that prefers to stay alone in the comfort of its home, it doesnt tend to reach out to harm others unless theres harm. only really attacking people that threaten to expose it or get too close...

except, you... you were the one exception. regardless of how you managed to worm yourself into his heart, and become his lifelong companion, hes grateful for your presence when things begin to build up.

he knows that in the eyes of others, he ugly and vile, but he knows that ultimately thats what protects him. he insists that its better this way, sticking to the forest away from the prying eyes.

SURE, he could follow in his brothers footsteps and make a false human body and try to blend in with the people. but is that really efficient? is that really something he wants? hes a powerful being but that would eventually take its toll on him..

ultimately he resigns himself into your arms; once oozing powerful and command, now crumpled and curled.

he never had a childhood, when zalgo created him, he simply.

was

no adolescence, no developing, no growing. he was always what he was meant to be, but he likes to think that when youre holding him, that this is what it feels like to be so small and vulnerable.

humans had it so easy, hed think. theyre born and they die and the process repeats itself for everyone. they dont have to be feared or hated, or kill to survive.

yes, to him, being mortal was far more preferable to being condemned to being a lonely hermit who corrupts and breaks everything it touches.

even with your comfort, theres only so much that you can do; youll eventually pass on as well and hell be stuck in his cycle once more

but for now, as you hum softly and whisper nothings to him as you let him crumble; hell let himself weep just this once.

because as much as he envies your life, and what humans have, he cant deny that he cant bring himself to truly hate them, because like him, theyre simply a piece of natures web.

#creepypasta au #creepypasta slenderman #creepypasta headcanon #slenderman x reader #slenderman headcanons #slenderman imagine #drabbles #angst #really im just being silly #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you

[joyswonderland1108]

I hope everyone is safe and hope JK isn't sad or upset about the cancellation but nonetheless imma blame that Scooter bitch for everything even the goddamn weather!!!!

Let's hype up Seven lot more and encourage JK and show him support 💜💜💜💜

[dhjdb]

uhm so i found this old Clexa post in my drafts and apparently i wanted to post this on the first anniversary of Lexa’s death and…. i feel it is my moral obligation to share my professional analysis with the internet i hope u enjoy.

So in july last year Eliza went to DDCON and at one of her panels someone asked her if she knew the exact moment Clarke fell in love with Lexa. She never really figured it out, but she did say it was after Lexa left her at Mount Weather. She also said "it was before she vowed to her", now I am not sure if she means before Clarke bowed to Lexa or before Lexa bowed to Clarke so imma asume it was before both vowed to each other.

If you want to watch the video where Eliza talks about this here is the link: https://youtu.be/Nok42wk9Vc8

Okay so now we know Clarke fell in love, or realised she was in love, with Lexa in between the moment Lexa abandoned her and the moment they vowed to each other. That leaves us with a span of about 3 months in which Clarke is mainly rocking her pink hair, killing off leopards and having one night stands with Naya and Lexa is probably up in her room full of candles plotting on how to get Clarke back in her life without making it too obvious she is hopelessly in love with her.

So when Lexa finally figured out a plan to get Clarke into her hometown, Clarke is furious at first and you can see she still feels the betrayal very strong. Example: she spit in Lexa's face (which Lexa probably found to be the best moment of her life up untill then).

Clarke is (as Lexa later says) trying to put the blame on Lexa and trying to tell herself that Lexa was the cause of her psychopathic resque of her friends to make it easier to deal with it all.

When Lexa confronts Clarke and asks her to join the coalition an bow before her, Clarke is obviously angry but also startled. Yet you can still see Clarke is sending Lexa the Hate™ look.

I honestly think Clarke either wasn't completely in love with Lexa here yet or she was pushing those feelings far down and ignoring them. I mean, look at her, she almost got that psycho thing going on in her eyes.

So when Roan confronts Clarke about these feelings of revenge he says he saw in her face the moment he pulled of that blindfold, Clarke takes this as a confirmation that it was indeed Lexa's fault she killed 300 people and went all pink and crazy, and so goes along with his proposal to kill her.

THIS IS THE INTERESTING PART

So when Clarke is waiting for Lexa in her room, first we see a shot of her sitting on the edge of her bed while she looks doubtingly at the knife in her hands.

Then Lexa walks in and we clearly see Clarke trying to pull herself together.

When Lexa calls out Clarke's name (God knows she loves to do so) and steps in Clarkes direction, Clarke turns around and pushes the knife against Lexa's throat.

In those first seconds that the knife is against Lexa's throat, Clarke immediatly falters. We see her staring at Lexa, avoiding eyecontact, pushing the knife harder against Lexa's throat and staring at Lexa again.

In this shot (i think i meant to put gifs here but i can’t be bothered y’all know the scene) you can clearly see she had a war going on in her mind. In her eyes you can see all those feelins she was trying to run away from: the hurt, the regret, the guilt, the betrayal, the hate, but most importantly, we can clearly see Lexa is important to Clarke.

Then when Clarke finally locks eye contact with Lexa, Clarke hopes for Lexa to resist or become angry because that would make it easier.

But instead Lexa, the hopelessly in love dork that she is, looks at Clarke as if Clarke just saved Lexa. As if Clarke was the most beautiful thing alive. As if Clarke was the most innocent devil and the most dangerous angel.

So instead of fighting Clarke, Lexa looks at her in a way no one ever has and says, "I'm sorry." and I'm not sure but it looks like she is also fighting back tears.

The next shot, is Clarke with tears in her eyes, shaking her head and pushing Lexa away.

AND THAT IS (as I believe) THE EXACT MOMENT CLARKE FELL IN LOVE WITH LEXA/REALISED SHE WAS IN LOVE WITH LEXA.

WHEN SHE REALISES THAT SHE COULD NEVER KILL LEXA BECAUSE SHE'S IN LOVE WITH HER, SHE FEELS DEVASTATED AND LOST AND PROBABLY HATES HERSELF FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO DO THIS.

In the shot right before she drops the knife, you can clearly see all that desparation in her face.

She now knows she is in Love with Lexa and she realises now that maybe she didn't want to kill Lexa for betraying her, but she wanted to kill Lexa for betrayig her own feelings and not loving Clarke at the moment Clarke needed it the most. She wasnt angry about the fact Lexa left her at Mount Weather, she was angry about the fact that Lexa was able to make the decision to leave Clarke at Mount Weather when she knew Lexa was already in love with her. She was angry Lexa was able to make a decision with her head and not her heart, when Clarke knows she will never be able to do that herself.

#clexa fandom #clexa #clarke griffin #lexa #lexa heda #clarke x lexa #commander lexa #lexa deserved better #heda lexa #lexa kom trikru #the 100 clexa

[cloveroctobers]

ANGEL REYES x black! READER / Summer Prompts !

A/N: ofc I had to do a summer prompt for this highly frustrating man and you can absolutely guarantee this is about to be some bullshit! Lmao. Enjoy!

#16. Cannonball + #22. water park adventures from this prompt list here: https://hailing-stars.tumblr.com/post/653205377012367360/summer-prompts-heres-a-list-of-thirty-summer

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You’re probably wondering how we ended up here (being thrown out of a water park)…and of course you blamed the one and only, in usual circumstances, Angel Ignacio Reyes.

It was a spur of the moment idea, midnight was here and you were half asleep surrounded by your children—since your bed was basically their bed in their eyes, meaning everyone was spending the night in your room. You weren’t sure when Angel got up from the bed but you were aware that your daughter now clung to you instead. Which unfortunately added more heat to your sweaty body than you needed, it wasn’t until the clicking of the AC that you peeled your eyes open to see Angel now blocking the air, with his bare tatted chest.

“What’re you doing?” You hissed, with your daughter’s copper hair tickling your eye.

Angel wiggled his hips, dancing in front of the unit, “my back needed some air.”

“So do my titties but yet your big headed daughter got that covered.” You reached up to smooth her hair and peeked down, searching the bed for her scarf that you mistakenly allowed your fiancé to tie for the night.

Angel snorted, moving to the bed to pry the chunky four year old off you to cradle in his arms, back in front of the air conditioner. You switched the arm that was wrapped securely around, “Mavy” (you refused to call that baby, “Maverick,” respectfully) and slowly pushed yourself up into a sitting position to place the sleeping infant into the nearby bassinet.

That’s when the whining started but you weren’t backing down this time. Your limbs needed a break from the weight of the children and so you caressed his skin with patience until he dozed off. You spun back around, raising your arms above your head and arched your back with a nice satisfying crack before you slid over to Angel and bumped him out of the way for a cool breeze.

The fan above the bed was not cutting it. And you were the main one who commonly said this but angel didn’t mind sitting underneath or right next to multiple fans…yet here he stood blocking the AC you bought.

“Hey, how about we do something fun as a family tomorrow? Well today. I have the day off.”

You rubbed at your neck, “okay?”

“Let’s roll to the waterpark. There’s one about a hour away so we gotta be outta here by ten.”

“Do they have spiked slushies?”

Angel blinked as he slowly twisted your baby girl back and forth in his arms, “I’m sure they do but like…you’re not about to walk around with a black umbrella strolling all over the park right? I know you can get in the water, you just got those braids last week. I saw you sticking your head in the sink later that night for whatever reason.”

“Shut up.” You moved back to plop down on Angel’s side of the bed, reaching over to your son who rested in the middle, “I will, but if we have three kids with us at a crowded park in the heat? Imma need a drink.”

“…do we need to schedule a AA meeting on top of that?” Angel joked, making you send a solid middle finger his way.

You could drink Angel under the table but he was more of a smoker and you preferred a edible instead every now and then.

“Okay, let’s say we’re going. Did you check the weather?”

“Does it matter? It’s hot either way.”

Of course he would say this, you made a mental note to stuff some ponchos into his backpack later.

Sighing you carried on, “you need to get in touch with Adelita and let her know then…she’s away on business but keep her updated.”

“Yeah, I’ll text her in the morning.” Angel shrugged.

Shaking your head you corrected, “call her.”

Angel sucked his teeth and thought about it, “yeah, you’re probably right.”

Humming you peeked over at the alarm clock on his bedside and lifted your legs to get comfortable on the bed. Angel poked your shoulder making you slap his hand away, “hey, that’s my spot, Cariño.”

“Let me have this Angel, you’re the one who blocked the air for a solid ten minutes.”

“And I’m the drama queen?” Angel huffed, “it was at least three minutes, stop it.”

You were already falling back to sleep when Angel placed your daughter right beside her little brother, kissed Mavy on the back of his neck, and finally climbed in on your side.

It was 11:13AM by the time all of you got out of the car. The sun was already roasting all of you and you were reapplying all of the sunscreen on the kids and securing them into the stroller and wagon.

“C’mooon, y/n.” Angel complained, bouncing on his toes as he closed the trunk to the car.

You stood up straight after handing Mavy his bottle, and adjusted the bucket hat on your two year old son who sat right beside the infant. Sending Angel a glare you carefully circled around the stroller and wagon, with a hand raised and smacked some sunscreen right against his neck.

“What the, fuck? Ow!” The taller man flinched, holding onto the handle of the wagon which carried your daughter who was too involved with her tablet, while you chuckled beginning to rub the protectant in making Angel want nothing more than to get out of your grasp.

“None of us are getting sunburned, not on my watch!”

“I already put this shit on thirty minutes ago before we even entered the park, why are we wasting more time doing this?” Angel huffed.

You continued applying more to his puffy cheeks as you answered, “The instructions say fifteen minutes before you get exposed to the rays. It doesnt hurt to reapply, you know? you should be thanking your wife to be because you’re the main one out of all of us that gets fucked up by the sun, so stop bitching.”

All Angel could do was suck his teeth. He knew he couldn’t argue, the sun do be beating his ass majority of the time. It was never much of a factor to him since his mind was always set on getting into some shit. He had vague memories of his own mother applying it to his skin whenever they would go to the beach—his mother loved the beach. Then on occasion, EZ would encourage Angel to do it but he basically told his little brother to, “fuck off!” Yet with you? Ms. Part-time esthetician, he didn’t have any choice. Sunscreen was to be applied daily and there was only a three percent chance that he got away without it.

Once satisfied, the five of you were off to quite the adventure. The last time you were at an amusement park was when you were pregnant with your son, two years ago…let’s just say it was not a good experience for you. You didn’t have the highest hopes for today since it was already eighty-three degrees but you kept that to yourself knowing this was mainly for the kids, including your fourth child, Angel.

At first it was a nice stroll through the park, which was slowly becoming filled with other attendees. Angel decided he would take your daughter onto the spinning tea cup, claiming that the carousel was too boring for him. You snapped some photos with your camera before taking a seat near by, cheering them on.

Hearing the laughter of your child was enough to make you happy for the moment.

The both of you took turns playing the arcade games before meeting EZ and Sofía? By the donkey riding? Portion of the park. You weren’t expecting to see Sofía here since it seemed that she was repulsed by children and you weren’t entirely sure where her and Ez’s relationship was headed. Not that it was any of your business but Ezekiel was basically your idiot brother too.

“Dario, you wanna ride the jackass?” Angel talked regularly to your son, who’s birth name was Marcellus but he preferred Dario so thus calling the boy by his middle name.

Checking your phone you answered, “he’s been on your back before, Angel.”

Which earned snickers from both Ezekiel and Sofía. You smirked to yourself, getting ready to respond back to a text message when Angel snatched your phone out of your hand holding it above both of your heads. Folding your arms you sent him a glare, you were not about to scrap with this man in this humid environment— that’s for damn sure.

“I know you won’t mind us using your phone to take a photo of us on donkey, right?”

Ez cut in, “you do know adults cant get on the donkey right? That’ll be cruelty to the animals with that big ass head you got. It’s just for the kids.”

“In that case, let’s all send well wishes to that donkey.” Sofia chimed in.

It was your turn to send a look to Sofia who caught your eyes, you gave her a thumbs up at the jab before Angel raised both middle fingers to you all. He pulled Marcellus-Dario out of the stroller and walked up to get in line for the donkey ride. It was humorous watching Angel trying to bargain with the teenage woman at the entrance, who was clearly not in the mood for his antics. So once your two year old was placed on the animal and watched over by another worker, Angel was snapping away photos like a proud dad and even got a video in there.

Time seemed to pass by quickly with Angel and Ez rushing off to a rollercoaster, going on a few more kiddie rides, and once Sofia and Ez went off to tend to a few other rides themselves, you, Angel, and the kids settled at the food court for some lunch. After spending a half hour there you finally made it to the water section of the park, which instantly made your Pisces daughter, sprint off to the large pool with uncle ez laughing, who made his own show of pulling off his shirt to follow after his niece.

You settled on a lounge chair in your own bathing top with Sofia near you and Mavy was chilling with you two. eventually Ez came around and snatched Marcellus to hang with him and his big sis. You and Sofia didn’t bother with small talk, you tending to your phone and her snorting at the women who were gushing at Ez with your kids. When you caught on, you snickered with Sofia before plucking up your cocktail and checking on a napping Mavy, who you kept positioned away from the sun.

When Angel came around drenched and causing chaos around the pool: tossing your daughter around like she was a football, shooting water guns at Ez and Marcellus to the point Marcellus was full on crying from the pressure, Ez wasted no time handing Marcellus over to you while you got ready to cuss this man out in front of the entire park, however Ez and Angel got into a fighting match in the pool which made Marcellus giggle at his uncle almost drowning his father by the large dumping buckets.

Rightfully so, Angel knew Marcellus was a sensitive thing. He ended up apologizing to your son with some tickles only to continue being chaotic as he got to the largest water slide with your daughter. He went down with her twice, no problem. It wasn’t until he went down on his own that you realized he was up to something. You sensed it before Ez called out to you in the pool, arm locked around his niece moments after he went down the loopy slide himself.

Standing with Marcellus on your hip, you lifted your shades from your eyes, shielded the sun from your forehead, and peered into the distance watching as Angel seemed to cut the line in front of what looked like some teenagers and began sharing words with the workers and the teens.

“The hell is he doing?” Sofia commented.

You watched in horror as he put his fingers up in the air and moved to the slide. Instead of sitting down, he gripped onto the side of it, perched like a damn frog and leaped from the slide. You heard gasps from others that seemed to notice the commotion but you barely realized his name bleeding from your lips.

It didn’t take long for security and some medics to arrive to the scene but Angel was clearly laughing them off. It was without a thought that you handed Marcellus off to Sofia as you stomped over to the group. You could see his mouth was busted and some bruising forming on his stomach as you approached him.

“Hey, querida! Did you see that shit?” The dark haired man greeted you.

You gave him a sweet smile as you stood in between two security guards and eyed the medic who pressed on Angel’s stomach, making him wince.

A rich dark skinned guy asked, “Do you know this man?”

“Yeah, unfortunately I do. He’s my husband. Is he okay?”

The medic answered, “he’s fine. With minor injuries but just to be safe, we can take him to the hospital to make sure there’s no internal injuries.”

Angel quickly looked away from you, “Internal? Man, I’m good! There’s no fucking injuries from a simple cannonball.”

The security to the right of you added, “maybe he suffered from brain damage awhile ago.”

If your spirit wasn’t deeply irritated, you might have let out a cackle.

“Thanks for the advice,” you sighed stepping towards Angel, “I’m gonna kill my man now.”

The blond man reached out for the back of your arms, “Enough! We don’t need anymore public disturbances, so we have to ask the both of you to leave.”

“What?!” Angel yelled, “I just bought my family here to have some fun and now you’re tryin’ to tell me that you’re kicking us out because I made a splash in the pool?! That’s what the fuck it’s for aint it?”

The dark skinned security guard chuckled, with his hands resting on his belt, “maaan, don’t you realize you could have broken your damn neck from that stunt you just pulled? Save that for your backyard.”

The blond man rapidly shook his head in disagreement, “I wouldn’t recommend that, honestly.”

The security guard to the left continued, “You could influence the kids to think that what you just did was acceptable. Not only that, we were informed that you were about to square up with some teenagers?”

“I don’t know about all that,” Angel scratched at his hair, “alright look, they were talking shit so I shoved them out of the way and told them I ain’t no punk. They dared me so what do you want from me? In fact, those little turds owe me twenty bucks.” His eyes searched the park, while keeping a great distance from you.

Molding your lips together you clasped your hands together and spun around, not bothering to meet the eyes of the security guards. They already knew you were fed up and honestly felt a little sorry that you “married” this man.

“I’ll grab our things.” Was all you said to the men, as you silently excused yourself, walking back to Ez, Sofia, and the kids.

Ez opened his mouth to round off some questions but Sofia silently shook her head, advising that wasn’t the best idea. He cleared his throat and decided to head over there himself as Angel began to get loud, pleading his case to stay at the water park.

Sofia placed Marcellus beside a wide awake Mavy and helped dry your daughter off while you downed the rest of your fruity cocktail. Taking silent breaths and ignoring the judging stares from other people, you slipped on your floral chiffon robe. Placing your shades back over your eyes, you glossed your lips and tossed it back into your purse, before turning back to your daughter who was wrapped in her towel.

“It’s time to go, baby.” You picked the 4C four-year old up into your arms, quickly putting her back into the wagon. You caressed the once twist-out and noticed the tears beginning to swim in her eyes, then you handed the stuffed banana Angel won her, “it’s okay. We’ll blow up the pool for you tomorrow and we’ll have our own adventure, I promise.”

“Okay, mommy.” The girl hiccuped going to lay down in the wagon.

Giving a small smile you began pulling on the wagon while Sofia admired how you handled this.

“Is it okay if—?” She started, motioning to the stroller which carried your two boys.

Dipping your head you began leading the way, until a Karen blocked your path.

“You know…I hope you and your distasteful family never come back here. This is a place for well-behaved families and I know those men are nothing but outlaws just scaring the children away.” She slurped on her blue cocktail.

You didn’t bother taking your shades off as you replied, “bitch. You mean the same outlaws that you were drooling over not too long ago? And isn’t your kid the long haired lanky redhead? I just saw him vaping by the bathrooms, which I’m positive he didn’t get from my distasteful family. Also…you might want to ease up on the blow in your cocktail, it is a family park isn’t it?”

Smirking at her, you moved forward making her step out of your way and made sure to have the wheels of the wagon run over her bare foot.

“Ouch!”

“Mommy?”

“Sorry baby, just a little bump in the road.”

That’s how you ended up being escorted out of the park, despite angel’s efforts to stay but you were already over it. The guards watched you in the parking lot, making sure that you wouldn’t enter back in—or else they’d have to, “call the authorities.”

“So the real pigs? I thought that’s what you guys were.” Ez egged them on, which made you cut your eyes at him too with a shake of your head.

As you got to your car, Mavy started crying while Angel and Ez were getting ready to light up some cigarettes. Angel moved over to you while you started unbuckling Mavy from his spot all day.

“That’s his diaper cry, he definitely needs a change. Let me see.”

Putting your back to Angel you hissed, “I know, Angel. I got it! He doesn’t need you in his face with blood in your teeth and smelling like that shit. Just stay out the way, I’ll change him.”

Ez inhaled air through his teeth, mentally signaling that this wasn’t good for Angel as he watched you throw the backseat door open to lay Mavy on his back.

“Oh, she’s pissed at you, dude.” Ezekiel remarked, his eyes briefly watching Sofia as she awkwardly went to the other side of the car, socializing with his sleepy niece.

Angel licked his lips before wrapping them back around his cigarette, inhaling, “yeah, no shit. Its about to be a long ride back.”

“Aye, at least you’ll beat the traffic this time ‘round,” Ez grinned at him with a nudge while Angel rolled his eyes.

Keeping quiet, you and Sofia got the kids into the car while the men put the belongings in the trunk. You gave Ez a quick hug, thanked Sofia for her help, and climbed right in the car with nothing else to say. Angel shook his head at you before he turned back to his brother, dapping him up, then gave Sofia a short side-hug before he climbed into the car too.

It was only five, maybe seven minutes into the ride back home with your daughter and Marcellus fast asleep and Mavy quietly cooing, and your late night r&b playlist on the aux, that Angel had enough of your deafening silence.

“Talk to me already, cariño.” Angel groaned, rubbing at his eyes.

Running your tongue over your teeth, you inhaled as you shifted in your seat to face the man you were going to marry, placing your hands together into a praying motion, you got your words together.

“Because our kids are in the back, I’m not about to yell at you. Just know that I do want to wrap my hands around your neck, more than ever.”

Angel smirked, “you know I’m into that, tho.”

When he peeked over at you, he noticed that you did not crack a smile. You simply pressed your elbow into the console and stared hard at him.

He gulped, “alright! Why are you being like this? Can’t a man have some fun?”

“Fun? You thought jumping from a slide high up is fun? In front of our kids? What if you died? Then what? I already have to worry about your safety when you spend hours at the club but the one moment we get of freedom, you decide you’re gonna do whatever, with no regard for anyone else?” You questioned, brows furrowed.

Angel tilted his head, “I see your point…I wasn’t thinking about all that alright? Like I said to ren and stimpy back there, the kids dared me. What am I supposed to say, no?”

“Yes! Because fuck them kids, but don’t say fuck our kids. That’s why.” You strained to level your tone.

Angel rubbed at his beard, “I’d never say fuck our kids.”

“You did when you decided to play leap frog in front of us.” You fired off, pointing behind yourself.

Angel exhaled, “okay, fine! I’m sorry for wanting to have a grown ups moment.”

“What?” You were confused, more than ever.

“The movie. You know with Chris rock, the other guy who always dresses like this is still the early 2000s, and the chunky dude from mall cop. I watched it for the first time the other night and got inspired by that.” Angel rambled.

You felt your eye twitch.

“So let me get this straight,” you scratched at your brow, “not only were you taunted by some kids way younger than you, you wanted to have a reenactment from a scene in a movie?” 

“…kinda.” He shrugged.

“They were on a fucking zip line and guess what happened to Steve Buscemi’s character? He broke every bone in his body!” You couldn’t help but you raise your voice at this point.

Angel blinked as he looked at you, “he didn’t die tho.”

“HOOO MY GOD! You’re unbelievable!”

“Girl, you love me.”

“I honestly don’t know why when you do stupid shit like this.” Your head rested against the head rest, exhausted.

“Alright, alright! Listen, I’ll make it up to everyone the next day I have off. Summer is still going and I have time to create more memories for the kids. I’ll apologize to them later and make sure I didn’t fuck them up, maybe they’ll even get a kick out of it, huh? Unlike my stressed out wife.” Angel rested one hand on the wheel, as he looked over at you.

Shaking your head, you leaned against the window not saying anything more. Angel took the initiative to reach for your hand, although you tried to fight his touch away, he interlocked your fingers and brought your hand to his lips.

“I’m sorry that I thought about the thrill more than the kids or you.” He started, “I can’t promise that it won’t happen again but I can promise that I’ll think a little harder before doing whatever I want.”

Scowling you lifted your head, and mugged his head to the side, “I always said you needed to work on your sorry ass apologies and I see you haven’t learned anything.”

“Pop always said I was hardheaded.”

“He probably dropped you a few times to determine that, you think?”

Angel laughed at that, “I honestly wouldn’t be surprised. So…you forgive me?”

“No.” You leaned towards him and smiled, “not until your ass goes to urgent care and they can confirm there’s no internal injuries…then we’ll talk.”

Angel groaned as you backed away from his face but noticed you squeezed his hand a little tighter that afternoon.

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Continue along with my summer anthology prompts here.

#Spotify #Angel Reyes #angel reyes x black!reader #Angel Reyes x reader #clayton cardenas #Mayans mc #mayans mc s4 #mayans mc fx #mayans mc x reader #Ez reyes #ezekiel reyes #ez x sofia #summer prompt #summer prompts

[t-underneaththeradardancing]

maybe a morning - i mean yah according to  time for instance - it appears to bee -  a kitty - good and always - murder - well one so far - birdsong - missives - needles owee - if can muster a hallelujah 

anyway

dont know wtf imma do or feels 

later 

prolly some napping involved 

( could blame it on the old af - or weather ) 

its always 

later  - and - time flying 

[gay-salt-amber]

Judging by the small things you know so far and headcanons you can create, how would each dwarf fall for Ortho and how fast would they notice?

So, I feel like they'd all have a whole, "Oh shit" moment when they notice what these feelings are but I'll talk about how they noticed (also I wanna hear your hcs on this btw)

Also a good amount of these feelings come from them thinking Ortho is cool which I dont blame them :>

Dominic: So, I think Neige loses books and school supplies rather semi-frequently and Dominic offered to go look around RSA since that's where Neige thought he'd lost it when visiting Rookvil. While Dominic was looking, Ortho walked up to him and asked what he was looking for and he said, "Oh, I was just looking for one of Neige LeBlanches books that he left, you wouldn't happen to know where it would be, would you?" And Ortho's mouth goes into an 'O' shape and he tells Domonic to wait a second before he dashes around a corner, returning 5 seconds later with the books, and asking, “These have his name on the spine, so I think these are the ones you needed, they were in the lost and found earlier.” And Domonic doesn’t know what to say at first but says thank you and has a short conversation with Ortho, which makes him find Ortho interesting and boom feelings

Gran: Some student would be picking a fight with Gran and trying to rile him up, calling him short and a child and all that shit. Ortho would spot this and being the good boi™ that he is goes to stop the fight defending Gran and basically telling the other student in a very sweet way to fuck off. Gran acted like he didn't appreciate it but he did, I feel like everyone likes having someone stand up to them every once and a while, and also who tf is gonna argue with Ortho? While he was kinda going on this spiel on how he could take that guy on and that he was fine on his own and shit but Ortho could see how blushy his cheeks were and just nodded and said, “Well your friends are over there, we can keep talking while we walk over there, yes?” And then feelings

(imma end all of these with __ feelings aren't I?)

Shelpy: So, he was just napping outside, it was nice and warm and just the perfect weather for a nap. He ended up waking up to Ortho tapping his shoulder and saying, “I’m so sorry that I woke you up, but its going to start raining soon and I don’t think you’d want to wake up all wet! So, I figured I’d wake you up and get you somewhere inside to sleep.” And Shelpy mutters a tired, “Thanks..” and they head to a guest cabin thing and since he just woke up and is still very much tired, Shelpy is sorta doing that hobble thing you do when you first wake up (is that just me? Idk) and Ortho, noticing this tired behavior and being all too familiar with it, offers to carry Shelpy and happily carries him to the cabin, this causes a lot of blushing and, whoopty doo, feelings

Hop: This ones gonna be shorter but ye. So, Hop was visiting RSA for whatever reason, and wanted to make flower crowns/chains/flower any type of accessory for his friends, so he went up and asked Ortho if there were any flower fields around and Ortho, coincidentally was going to do the exact same thing, so they went and made flower crowns together and it so full of smiles and now, Hop has alot of feelings

Timmy: At this point, the other dwarves were well acquainted with Ortho (and very cute boy panic over him) and now Timmy decided to go say hi because of how many times the others told him to, and despite how nervous he was about it, he finally went during a picnic thing both schools had together and Ortho was just chilling on a bench and Timmy went over to just say hi and Ortho, understanding his boundaries and shyness pretty quickly, held a gentle, quiet conversation and Timmy could understand why the other dwarves were so worked up about this sweet robot child. He could just feel his shyness.. Well not fade but lower its boundaries a little bit around Ortho, which is just an effect Ortho has but it makes Timmy happy and that's all that Ortho notices. So, now Timmy has feelings

The other two happened at the same time so i'm gonna put them together, Snick and Toby: One day, Ortho was chilling in the lunchroom with his brother on a sports pep rally day which RSA was also attending, so the two Shrouds were sitting father away because y’know people and Ortho overheard some student saying something along the lines of, “Ok, some of those dwarves are ok, they’re all annoying but they’re tolerable. But for real, what were their names? The sneezy one and the idiot one? Why are they even here?” And Ortho doesn’t get protective much but over the dwarves? Oh you bet your sweet ass he gets protective! So Ortho, this adorable robot child every student loves, marches himself over to that table, turns off his swearing filter and says, “Talk shit about those dwarves again and I promise you, you will get hit.” This scared the shit out of them and it just so happens that Sneezy and Toby heard this and are both slightly blushing, but another reason they fell for Ortho was because Ortho often gets Sneezy medicine if he needs it or once he made Sneezy a scarf and that is now his favorite scarf. And he also helps Toby with remembering certain things, but not in a ‘Uh, you forgot something dumbass!’ type tone its more soft and sweet and they all appreciate it feelings

#feelings #twisted wonderland #Ortho x the Dwarves #gay #headcanons #ask

[boosqoowoo]

haon - pourin' (english lyrics translation)

In this song, Haon refers himself as a rainpour that always comes back (there will never be a time where you can say "it will never rain again"). Hence, with his long-awaited album, he comes back pouring.

[VERSE 1] Yeah, a status lifter The peace maker Walking demolition A great filter Ain’t no man gon’ stand right next to me Say the name, your parents prolly know me Play the game

기억해 누가 챔피언 Remember who the champion is

Blame on a player Go ahead If you wanna be a king slayer No way

이미 다 알아 성공의 flavor I already know everything about the flavor of success

짜바리들 있기 전에 연금술 Before there were idiots, there was Alchemy* *Possibly a diss on AP Alchemy, a record label owned by Swings. Haon’s label, KC, owned by Sik-K, recently had beef with Swings where they were dissing each other back and forth

It’s my hobby

미안하지만 I’m sorry but

You need talent

머릿속엔 금뿐 의도부터 불순 I only have gold in my mind, even my intentions are impure

엉터리들 웃으려다 흘리겠지 눈물 Idiots will cry while trying to laugh

2, 3

지구 한 바퀴 돌아 만든 레시피 The recipe that made the world turn one whole round

I’m so much fun without Hennessy Enemies, they didn’t see my guarantee

단체로 기절 Everyone faint

Point is Imma make it hard Even if the beat is fart

이런 아이 처음 봤나 봐 It must be your first time seeing a kid like me

주인공을 이마에다 써놨나 봐 damn The main character must have already been written on their foreheads

I don’t need liquor Professional spitter

래퍼라고 까불대면 If you make fun of me for being a rapper

창피함은 내 거 I’m embarrassed for you

I’m a status lifter The peace maker Walking demolition A great filter It’s on [CHORUS] It’s on, it’s on, it’s on It’s on, it’s on, it’s on Shooting my shot like Sonny, Son* *Son Heung Min, one of (or the most) famous Korean footballers

필요 없어 위선 위선 I don’t need hypocrisy

가져왔어 여기 so what’s up I brought it here so what’s up

소나기처럼 난 또 왔어 I came back again like a rainpour

Pourin’ hey Pourin’ yuh [CHORUS] It’s on, it’s on, it’s on It’s on, it’s on, it’s on Shooting my shot like Sonny, Son 필요 없어 위선 위선 가져왔어 여기 so what’s up 소나기처럼 난 또 왔어 Pourin’ yuh Pourin’ yuh, yuh

[VERSE 2] 30 minutes left to eat I’m gon’ get moving like a bumble bee

너네 다 쏴버려도 남을 내 sting Even if you all shoot, the only one left is my sting

이제 다 짐 싸야 돼 왜냐면 난 singer You have to pack everything now because I’m a singer

Mask on, mask off Korean rappers all sucks Ain’t nobody can do this better than me, yuh

Prophet도 로켓도 아니지 Not a prophet nor a rocket

난 professionalism I’m professionalism

발등에 불이 Megan Thee Stallion My soles are on fire like Megan Thee Stallion* *Megan Thee Stallion is an American rapper who got shot in the foot by Tory Lanez, another rapper

너무 빨리 걷다 보니 walking on water I’m walking too fast as if I’m walking on water

이런 게 자연스러운 거다 너넨 다 랩틸리언 This is easy for me, the rest of you are reptilians* *Reptilians: a person who is deeply disliked and repulsive **Reptile: animals that can live on land and water ***Haon is trying to make a link between reptiles and reptilians

Sorry for the wait? 말해 deserve it Say it, deserve it

나는 계시와 은총을 받아 금자씨 I received revelation and grace, Mr Geumja

주는 대로 받고 받는 대로 주는 거지 You get what you give and you give what you get.

가는 말이 고아야 오는 말이 고운 게 상식 It’s common sense, if you speak or act kindly to others, then others will be kind to you.* *Korean proverb: 가는 말이 고와야 오는 말이 곱다는 **Literal translation: The words that come out (of others) are nice only when the words that go out (from your mouth) are nice.

Now, I do understand Why you keep talkin’ 'bout fame Tell ’em I don’t wanna go viral

내 이름을 가려도 알아보는 게 Even if you cover my name, you’ll know my name

어디를 가도 너무 당연해져 That’s how it is no matter where you go

Man on the mission, I’m on a boat

배려는 끝났지 당연한 코스 Consideration is over, that’s the natural course

아무도 안 봤나 봐 일기예보는 I guess no one saw the weather forecast* *In the chorus, Haon mentioned that he came back like a rainpour, implying that no one expected him to be back because they did not check the weather forecast

됐어 여론은, It’s a you’re on your own kiddo Forget the public opinion, it’s a you’re on your own kiddo

All I need is 2 minimum, 2 maximum and All I need is 2 pelicans, 2 elephants All I need is 2 bad bitches, 2 dawgs And I gotta I need two of me to get this shit done All I need is 2 minimum, 2 maximum and All I need is 2 stallions, 2 chameleons All I need is 2 bad bitches, 2 dawgs And I truly need two of me to get this shit done

Pourin’ It’s on, it’s on, it’s on Pourin’ It’s on, it’s on, it’s on Pourin’ It’s on, it’s on, it’s on Pourin’

#haon #kim haon #haonoah #khh #eng lyrics #eng trans #english lyrics #khiphop

[mybiasisexo]

Girl i just have so much to say so bear with me

I'm not gonna lie I love how complicated this whole story is because it surprises me every time with what they do and how it all turns out

First of all the peeps, Jongdae being so loud with his realizations made me laugh like dude was thinking out loud making everything more awkward lmao but i love him like that ❤️

baek is still the mvp, my guy, my true champ in this mess 🫶🏼🫰🏼🤘🏼 and poor nini he didn't do anything wrong he just loves his friends so much and wants them to be all together and happy 🥺

I loved the easter eggs like i thought wow jongdae still can't cook meat on a grill to save his life 😭

You're so good at conveying emotions and details, i felt the anxiety when Mel was trying to hide the marks of what happened and everyone was so nosey 😖

By the way when Mel said he took the ring i thought he took it forcibly against her wish but i didn't expect that at all, now i want to know what was Mel's reasoning behind the decision to give it back if it affected her that much to lose it 👀

Mel Mel i just want to smack her in the head, i mean chan has always been straight forward with his feelings (except for that one time he just left) and she just dived deeper into something she's still hesitant about and mislead chan into thinking she was ready to work it out smh

I love all the parallels and how they've both done similar things to each other, but their wounds are so deep that they cannot be fixed with a simple sorry, she still resents him too much to accept that she did a lot of damage too and the lack of communication just worsened the situation beyond repair 🤧

Oh and that last forehead kiss and soft thank you broke me I hope you know that 🙂

you said that it's almost over and it made me sad, what would I do without this amazing story, it's been going for so long and I've been following it since ch1 always looking forward to the new updates 😪

Anyways great chapter, I'm devastated 💔 I'm gonna go wrap myself in a blanket and cry, ily bye ❤️

Yay let’s go essay!!! 👏🏾👏🏾🥰

I was hesitant to post this chapter bc I was nervous about backlash. I knew it was gonna upset ppl but was scared folks were gonna drop it 😭. But seeing this fills me with relief 😮‍💨

Jongdae was a mess this whole chapter, I blame it on the weather 😂 and one thing he shouldn’t ever be is behind a grill lmao. Bbh is THE voice of reason but idt anyone is actually listening tho 😬. And nini is such a poor baby. The couple was really couple-ing when it came to bullying him 😭

I love getting compliments about my writing!!!! Esp this one, it’s such a high honor and helps with the imposter syndrome 😭🙌🏾

The drama with the ring oh boy. All imma say is they def have different stories on what went down that day and we haven’t even began to get into it 🙃

Mel needs a good shaking I can agree. Chanyeol has been so patient with her ☹️. Some would say she don’t deserve him 🚶🏾‍♀️

These two react so strongly with their emotions. And the thing I like about them both is that they never seem to realize just how badly their actions hurt each other until they voice it. Then they’re like ‘oh that was bad, huh?’ 😭

Don’t worry the last kiss messed me up too 🤕

I knoooow I can’t believe it’s almost over either. But I appreciate you sticking around! And am glad I can create something you can look forward to 🥲

So sorry for breaking you. I promise it’ll get better ❤️. Well….👀

#ask #anon

[coralsgrimes]

Sooo over the months I been typing these long ass coral life stories, very agitated may I add, but then the frustration wears off so I just been deleting the shite cuz why would anyone wanna read any of that.

Tho I have a fuck me story from today x.x

So imagine me just coral girlblogging making fun of Benny and then!!! A call! Sadly it was our lab technician and when he's calling it's gotta be real bad. But ye know there's this storm coming so maybe he just updating me about the department whatever they came up with??? Nooooo he did not xd

Lemme break it down for ye cuz like;

1. One of the cleaners walks by our cold room, feels that it's unusually warm around

2. No idea how long it took but the cleaner eventually tells the guard who comes by and is like oh it's fucking boiling

3. The guard calls our technician who comes by and decides the cold room is fucking broken

4. He calls me, while imma trying to girlblog, to come cuz it's a disaster

Sooo, I sent thousands of messages in our lab group chat asking who was the last one in the lab Saturday night and who's coming later today cuz I would appreciate the help. Still have no idea how long the cold room was boiling. Anyways it was me, the technician and later later later one other girl came by but she had her shite to do too so was not mucha help. We moved everything that was in there to freezers, cold rooms and fridges all over the building and in another fucking building cuz one thing about science - there's never enough space and so it happened that our cold room is the biggest in the building cuz we stock shit tons of media. And the problem is that the stuff there is big like bottles of reagents, media and I just made like a 200 fresh plates last week that might all be bin material at this point x.x so it was like impossible Tetris to put it all elsewhere lol and I had to make fucking lists of where each lil fucker went

Then I sent thousands of emails to PIs of the other lab groups in the building and everyone else in that circus to say yeee sorry to stuff yer fridge but our cold room is a sauna now soooo had no choice xd

And then, since cold room is a critical equipment, we called the service right, like to get to the shite and fix it they have to get on the roof cuz idk why but all the cold rooms in the building are like that apparently. So tonight/tomorrow it's stormy so no one is getting up that fucking roof, Tuesday maybe? Nope, they said MAYBE they can get someone to take a look on Friday....

Just so ye all know, the temperature in the cold room is supposed to be between 2 and 4 degrees. It was 26??? me think when I came, and then it was 39 when I was leaving xd it stinks and is so dirty I will probably have to deep clean it after it's fixed

And now, the storm is coming and I love rain on my roof windows but not the stormy about to kill me red weather alert rain and wind. Fun x.x

I do obviously blame Benny cuz the timing is absolutely not a coincidence lol I may make no sense but Imma so tired xd gotta come in late tomorrow as a treat and also after the worst alert is over xd if the power dies then I might even get tomorrow off cuz funny thing when there's no power they do have a generator back up, tho!! it can't power the whole building so if that happens they disconnect all equipment and all sockets and turn off the automatic lights and shite so that only freezers and fridges and incubators would take the power lol meaning no one on site. Let's pray actually 🙏 could use that lol

#it 1am time to sleep lol #hours of moving stuff #it was sp boring lol #was just calling people while moving the shite xd #called me mom but she was like work instead of talking like i cant multitask?? #called me friend but then i remembered she be going out today soooo #called me cousin but after a while air raid alert started and she had to go and the signal underground is nonexistent #she actually told me abouya podcast i should listen to but like podcasts give me creeps idk why #anyways 1am coral go to sleep #goodnight

[theredpharaoah]

“Jasper was a realistic depiction of Depression and Trauma” - he was one depiction of it. Everyone was depressed and traumatized, they just had responsibilities and people they cared about so they pushed on. Even Octavia’s depressed arc after Lincoln’s death was still helpful to the Kru. She just became a little bit more ruthless and somewhat colder. Imma just say it: Jasper was selfish. Even when Clarke disappeared from Mt Weather, he didn’t really care cuz HE was fine. When he let the compliments get to his head in season one and then Monty had to take the high road and save his ass too. I’ve said this many times: He blamed Clarke cuz he didn’t want to blame himself. He couldn’t kill Cage, and so Clarke had to step in. Realistically, Maya wasn’t getting a happy ending. Her father was dead, and if they had gotten all the bone marrow they would’ve most definitely killed her for treason. She could go live with Skaikru but we all saw how ignorant the general population of Arkadia was, and she’d still have to deal with the fact that her entire culture - or most of it in the event the other activists survived too - was gone. And we all know Jasper wouldn’t have given a fuck if Maya hadn’t died. Tbh, he probably would’ve started blaming her for being sad if she’d survived. I just hate when ppl say Jasper’s a realistic depiction of depression and trauma - a realistic depiction of a very selfish person with depression and trauma. I’ve had depression and trauma damn near my whole life and I could never imagine acting like he was. Raven could understand why Clarke killed Finn - a boy she knew her entire life - but Jasper couldn’t get over a girl he knew for two weeks? Don’t piss me off. Monsper should’ve been the fix.

#the 100 rewatch #the 100 season 3

[lpfreakification]

Unorganized thoughts?

1. Felt quite on top of things during work tonight to make up for being lazy all week. Either that or hormones. Blaming period XP

2. Doodled during work felt good, too. I doodled another (human) Dratica head that made me realize that I need to practice drawing heads again. Tried to remember my proportions on the next doodle. Almost elongated the face again 😅 Lastly, doodled from a nicely rendered face of Cloud. Got the head/face shapes right, but the eyes = yikes? Could've done better on the eyes, ngl.

3. Made me feel nostalgic about how I used to draw from pictures on my PSP so often X3 (I miss it)

4. Summers this decade have been quite eventful.

2020 = COVID-19 Pandemic

2021 = Chris' gaming lovestreams + the start of my KH journey XD

2022 = online drawing sessions + shiny watercolors

2023 = successful summer plans >X) (+ Gensin)

5. The Void... what was once a dark hole where lost words go. Now, don't need it anymore :)

6. Thinking about doing the ReCoded finale b4 the semester starts on Sept 6th or closer to the date 🤔 That way, I can get Peli done in time.

7. So glad I'm not going to the beach tomorrow. It's usually an uncomfortable time bcuz of the heat, mosquitos, feeling worse about my belly in a bathing suit, the sand 🙃, ofteb awful timing bcuz of period, socializing XP, + not fond of going in the water (hydrophobic maybe?).

8. If DaArk's human name were to be Derrick, what would Dratica's human name be? 🤔 One time in Acting for Animators, one classmate thought he'd look like a "Blake." Dumbfounded, + yet, it's been lingering in my head since.

9. I wanna add some chub to some OCs so I can feel better about my belly 😖

10. Elephant :P I wanna draw an elephant?

11. I'm honestly don't like my phone's camera for taking pics of my doodles. I feel like they come out blurry no matter how many times I try to focus. That's the main reason for the lack of uploading doodles on IG X( I'll figure this out eventually XP

12. I pretend to be a viewer reading this. I ask myself, "Is this interesting?" Sometimes. Like a pen that writes, but then skips or like a light bulb burning bright but dims, flickers, or glows again.

13. I'm feeling more conscious about the top of my back + the back of my neck. Conscious of how I recline, how I lay in bed (side sleeper, i am), slouching, + bending over to doodle (to the point my whole face is up close to the paper 🙂).

14. Ew. My mind's imagining how much heavy breathing I've done while I painted. *thinks back to the last one I made* 😐 Thank goodness I did not get covid! (Maybe I did but didn't know).

15. Quite the physical toll on me this year. From January to March, I went to the gym. But wasn't feeling it + would feel quite sickly (like sneezing, constant runny nose, + got stomach flu for the 1st time?). From late March to early June, sitting on my butt for 2 months straight, doing two two-minute animations for a semester. It was such a wise decision to leave my main day job bcuz that was a lot of work for those animations. Noticed gray hairs for my bday. (I'm a 29yo lady!) Got super lazy after the semester until late June. Went back to kickboxing. July was a better productive month. Currently, August, where my period's sucking up my energy. Nah, I'm just being lazy again?

It's 11:48 pm + I can feel myself drifting off to sleep. Imma end it here. If they're going to the beach + the weather is favorable, then I can go out to the backyard to do something.

Nite yall!

(OMG, I FOUND MY FAVORITE GIF AGAIN!)

(It's the "dreamplz" gif from DeviantArt)

(I used to end my posts w/ this gif all the time + I miss this so much 😭)

#life